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Lieutenant Chin Ho Kelly fancies himself as the pancake master.

But in a few minutes you're gonna find out

that he has got nothing on your old man.

Ah... I call this...

my pineapple-papaya-pancake surprise.

Needs another "P": pecans. Next time, next time.

You know, I do all the cooking around here

and your mother has the nerve to tell me the only thing that belongs in pancakes

are blueberries and chocolate chips.

Well, you know what I heard when she said that, don't you?

A challenge.

Right, right, uh... pancake challenge. I feel you.

I tell you something, son. I really value these times

we get to spend together, Will.

Father and son, little man, big man.

- Breaking bread, bonding.

Reminds me of the times I spent with your grandfather.

Wow, epic fail.

You know, last week I was reading an article in the Advertiser.

It was talking about the effect that these screens have on young people.

The director of neuroscience at UCLA said that the fix that you get

from being on that phone all the time is equivalent to electronic cocaine,

and Chinese researchers call it "digital heroin".

You know what I call it?

I call it, "If you don't put that damn thing down,

- I'm throwing it out the window". - Sorry.

Down! Thank you.

Now we can spend some real quality family father and son time together.

Oh, Dad, that's Grace. We're gonna walk together.

- So I'll see you later. - Wait, wait, where you going?

By my clock you got another 40 minutes before your first class.

Why don't you go answer the door, get your little girlfriend,

bring her into the kitchen, we'll sit down

and have breakfast like civilised people.

Chin Ho Kelly. Do you hear that sizzling?

Look at that golden brown deliciousness.

Beat that, pancake master.

Eat your heart out, Chin.

- Morning, Mr Grover. - Well, good morning, Grace.

- How are you? - Good.

You are just in time. Have a seat.

Sit down and relax, and prepare to taste greatness.

- Just humour him.

- Really? - Yeah.

- Seriously.

You know you two are sitting right next to each other, right?

Romeo and Juliet, put down the phones. Both of you.

These fluffy, light cakes of deliciousness

deserve your full and undivided attention.

- Oh, my God! That's disgusting. - What you talking about?

- You haven't even tried 'em yet! - I think I'm gonna throw up.

Hang on. Give it up.

He's dead, isn't he?

Harbourmaster called it in. Body was here when he showed up for work.

Guy's been cut open and hung up like some prized catch.

His wallet was on the dock.

His name's Sam Harrison from Pennsylvania.

Yeah, a photo of this guy popped up in my kid's phone at breakfast.

And the photo's trending on social media. You believe that?

It's all everybody's talking about.

I'm thinking that's what the killer wanted.

Yeah, well, whoever killed this guy didn't just want him dead.

They're trying to make a statement.

Kamekona, you're no good! Treat your workers like you should!

Kamekona, you're no good! Treat your workers like you should!

We don't want your shrimp no more.

One, two, three, four, we don't want your shrimp no more.

- Kamekona, you're no good! - Oh, finally!

Took you long enough.

Please tell me this is not the emergency you called us about.

Dang right! You gotta arrest these guys. And get him off my beach!

- Your cousin? - Yes.

The one you told me that you loved more than your first shave ice stand?

Not any more. He's dead to me.

He got my workers to unionise and now they're all on strike.

Excuse me, uh, we've talked about this before.

Yeah? About emergencies?

And that they have to be actual emergencies, remember?

A labour dispute, it's just like a flat tyre, it's not an emergency.

Brah, I haven't sold a single shrimp all morning!

You gotta throw them all in Halawa, they gonna kill my business!

- Can't do that. - Why not?

'Cause this is public property.

Also, uh, it is perfectly legal for someone to engage in a peaceful protest

against what they feel are unfair working conditions.

Unfair? I haven't missed a single paycheque!

It ain't about that! We get paid pennies for what we do!

We don't get no health, no dental. No time and a half for overtime.

And every Christmas, he forces me to dress like an elf!

- To bring joy to the children. - It's humiliating!

So clearly you both have very strong opinions about all this.

But, like I said, labour disputes are out of Five-0's jurisdiction.

So you guys are gonna have to figure this out by yourself, all right?

If you can't arrest him, at least buy a delicious breakfast.

- Shrimp loco moco. - I definitely can't do that.

That would be crossing a picket line. I'm from a union family, you know?

I'm a friend of the working man.

Crossing a line is just something we do not do.

Socialist. How about you, McGarrett?

Excuse me just for a second, please. Yeah, Chin.

Yeah, tell him I'll be right there. All right.

Hey, listen, we just caught our second homicide for the day.

I guess the Coast Guard just fished a body out of the water.

Do me a favour, will stay here and make sure these two

don't kill each other please? I'll meet you back at the shop in a little bit.

- To-go bag? - I gotta go. Sorry.

I thought we was ohana.

She was found floating about five miles offshore.

Judging from the state of decomp, she's been dead and in the water

- for three or four days. - Cause of death?

Multiple blunt force trauma to the back of the head.

Multiple. So then there's no chance she slipped off the boat and hit her head?

Correct. This is definitely a homicide.

- We got an ID? - Nothing on her person

and her prints weren't in the system.

She does have an interesting tattoo, though.

I ran it through the database. It came up empty.

A number like that must have a specific meaning.

Maybe we find out what that is, we find out who she is.

You know what? I'm gonna reach out to the Shoah Foundation.

- Ask them about this. - The Shoah Foundation?

Yeah, it looks like a tattoo from a World War Il concentration camp.

Lieutenant, this woman is in her thirties.

How could she have been in the Holocaust?

Turns out our prize catch this morning, Sam Harrison,

has himself a pile of enemies.

- Oh, he liked to hunt exotic animals. - That's right.

The more exotic, the more endangered, the better, as far as he was concerned,

which, I'm sure you would guess,

would turn him into persona non grata amongst the animal rights groups.

Right, those people can be pretty nuts.

So you're thinking one of ̒em targeted Harrison?

Yeah, that's what I'm thinking. And it was probably a shark-lover.

- Oh, he killed a shark, too? - No, but he wanted to.

You see, for the last few months,

Harrison's been dying to bag a great white.

He travelled to Australia, he travelled to New Zealand,

Africa, Dominican Republic, struck out every place.

So he decided to try his luck here on Oahu.

Sharks are a family god here.

So if locals found out that he was here to kill a great white,

they'd probably want to do the same thing to him.

- Boom. - So anybody specific?

This lady. Her name's Lily O'Neill.

She's very big in the conservation world.

- They call her the Shark Whisperer. - No, I've heard of her.

She free-dives with sharks to show people they're not

as dangerous as everyone thinks. But what makes you think she's involved?

Well, she's been shaming Harrison online

ever since he made public his desire to go shark-hunting.

But then when she found out he was actually coming here,

threats start pouring in.

"Better think twice about what you're here to do.

Or trust me, you won't be the only one hunting for a trophy."

- And there's a dozen more of those. - Okay, hang on.

So Lily is passionate about protecting sharks, yes.

She won't hesitate to call someone out

if she believes that they're a threat to them,

but she's never once resorted to violence.

I think this is the first time somebody actually took this thing

right to her doorstep. Maybe she decided to step her game up.

- Lily O'Neill? - Yeah?

Five-0.

Look, when I found out what Harrison was planning,

I admit I got a little carried away.

But those were just words, okay?

I mean, as awful as that guy was, he didn't deserve to die that way.

Besides, killing Harrison accomplishes nothing.

The work people like me are doing, educating the public

and fighting to get legislation passed, that is gonna do a lot more

to protect the shark population than taking out one single hunter.

So you believe her?

I'll have HPD look into her alibi,

but I'm pretty sure it's gonna check out.

Okay, so what's our next move?

I don't know, I think maybe we're looking at this wrong.

She makes a good point. People like her are not gonna go kill somebody,

uh, especially if it doesn't help their cause, you know?

Okay, so maybe it wasn't an activist who killed Harrison.

Right. Just somebody who wanted us to think that it was.

- Jerry, what do you got? - Chin was right.

I spoke to the Shoah Foundation.

And the tattoo on our Jane Doe's arm matches the concentration camp ID

of one Itzhak Rozen, a Holocaust survivor who was held at Auschwitz.

After World War Il, he settled in New York

and died last year at the age of 83.

His only surviving relative was his granddaughter.

That's her. That's our Jane Doe.

Her name is Leia Rozen. She also lived in New York

and by all accounts she and granddad were pretty close.

I can only assume she got the tattoo as a way of honouring him.

All right. We, uh, we know what Leia was doing in Hawaii?

No, but get this: her last credit card purchase was on Molokai.

Specifically, in Kalaupapa.

Kalaupapa? You mean the old leprosy colony?

Yeah.

That place hasn't been under quarantine since the late '60s,

but travel there is still heavily restricted.

Yeah, she must've been invited by someone who lives there.

It's the only way you can visit.

Okay, uh, do me a favour, will you, Jerry?

Contact the sheriff on Molokai and tell him that Chin and I are gonna come over.

Sure thing. Oh, and just FYI,

I heard that once you get to Molokai

it's still a 90-minute hike down to Kalaupapa.

Half that if you go by mule.

I don't think either of those things are gonna happen, but thank you.

Aloha. You must be Commander McGarrett.

- Yes, indeed. - Lieutenant Kelly.

- Aloha. - I'm Sheriff Alana.

- Welcome to Kalaupapa. - Thanks for meeting us.

Glad to be of help.

Like I told Special Consultant Ortega,

you are welcome to use our station while you're here.

And my department will assist in any way we can.

We appreciate that.

I took the liberty of looking into the victim.

Apparently, she arrived here two weeks ago as part of a volunteer group.

So I'm gonna take you to meet Bill Walker, the volunteer coordinator.

- Okay. - He should have more information.

Great. Thanks.

Kalaupapa's a National Historical Park, so access here is restricted.

You have to be either a resident or a volunteer in order to visit.

What do the volunteers do here?

Mainly they help with the upkeep of the grounds

and with whatever the patients need.

Patients? I thought leprosy had been cured.

Actually, we prefer to call it Hansen's Disease. And it was.

But there are still a small number of former patients living here.

The trauma they suffered from being ostracised by society

made it difficult for many of them to leave, even after the quarantine ended.

How many people live here in total?

Oh, between the patients, their families, government workers,

and the handful of folks who work at the small businesses here,

a little over a hundred.

- Hey, Bill. - Hey, Alana.

- Good afternoon. How are you today?

I'm all right. Good to see you.

Bill, uh, these gentlemen are with the Five-0 Task Force on Oahu.

They would like to ask you some questions.

Uh, what can I do for you?

We'd like to ask you some questions about

one of your volunteers here, Leia Rozen.

We found her body off the coast of Oahu this morning, sir.

- Leia's dead? - Yes, sir.

We, uh... we think she may have been murdered

while she was here on this island. I'm very sorry.

What can you tell us about her?

A very... a very nice young woman.

Uh, quiet, but hardworking.

Uh, the group that she came with left, uh, four days ago.

Leia wanted to stay on Molokai a little longer to do some sightseeing.

I see. Do you, uh, happen to know where she went?

No.

Uh, there's a bungalow just down the road where we house our volunteers

and, uh, the next group wasn't coming in until next month,

so I told Leia she was welcome to stay there.

This is her bungalow right here.

She had the back room all to herself. Back here.

Looks like Leia might have done some exploring.

Or had plans to.

Maybe she went walking along the cliff and got too close to the edge? Fell off?

That definitely would've killed her.

It's a 1,600 foot drop into the ocean.

Except her injuries aren't consistent with that kind of a fall.

- Chin. - What's up?

A Glock 26 right there.

Leia Rozen came here to help people, so why would she need a gun?

- That's funny. - He's a natural.

Must be nice taking a chopper down here.

Pretty sure my ass is broken.

- Your ass looks fine to me. - Funny.

Hey, uh, Eric, this is Bill.

Bill's gonna take you to the bungalow where our victim was staying.

- We need you to process it right away. - Right.

Hello, Eric. Uh, let me help you with your things.

Oh, thank you. Whoa.

Thanks, Bill.

- Real smooth. - What? I wasn't expecting that.

- You coming? - Yep, yep. Right behind you, buddy.

You could've warned me.

- Hey, Bill. - Hey.

Hey. So my office just got in touch

with the other volunteers Miss Rozen was here with.

And according to them, she never mentioned having a gun

or made any indication that she might need one.

The only thing I can think of is that she had it for protection.

Protection from what? This is Kalaupapa.

We don't see much crime here.

Maybe it wasn't this place she was worried about.

You think she was running from someone?

It's certainly possible. I mean, this is...

It's very isolated part of the world. Travel here is restricted.

I can't think of a better place to hide out if someone was after me.

As expected, Mr Harrison's cause of death was blood loss

from a central incision on his thoracic cavity.

- But I did find something unexpected. - What's that?

You see this part of the wound right here?

- Yeah. - Take a look at the pattern.

- Those look like bite marks. - They are.

In fact, they're bite marks of a shark. A great white to be exact.

Wait, hang on. You're saying that in addition to being split open,

- this guy had an encounter with Jaws? - That's right.

Well, I guess Harrison had his little shark hunt after all.

Yep, and from the looks of it,

the killer attempted to hide the fact

that he was bitten by making this incision.

Well, then whoever pulled Harrison out of the water, that must be our guy.

Yeah, well, it's illegal to hunt great whites in Hawaii

so there wouldn't be too many people willing to arrange a hunt.

At least our suspect pool would be small.

Well, despite that, I don't think we'll find them advertising on Yelp,

- so how we gonna find them? - There's one person who might know.

One, two, three, four, we don't want his shrimp no more!

Let me get this right. At Lieutenant Kelly's birthday,

Chicago here fills his thick head with the idea of unionising.

Then this morning, McGarrett and Williams refuse

to do their civic duty by squashing this unrest.

Now Five-0 wants my help?

Sorry, sister. Not how it works.

- Oh, c'mon, now, big fella. - Kamekona, this isn't just about us.

If you help us find the person we're looking for, you'd be helping the mano,

which you know is sacred to a lot of people in Hawaii, including me.

- The shark is my family's aumakua. - Mine too.

Then we need to protect them.

Okay, I'll help.

But just for the record, this is for the sharks, not you two crime fighters.

- Noted. Whatcha got? - It's been an open secret.

Local restaurants been serving up shark fin soup although it's been banned.

Economics 101 says where there's demand, there will be supply.

That's where these finners come in.

There's only a handful of them on this rock,

and I'm betting that's who you wanna call

when you're setting up a shark hunt.

That's good. You have some names?

Yeah. Why don't you go buy some shrimp tacos.

I'll go write ̒em down while you wait.

Kamekona, we can't take sides. Come on.

By supporting that lolo's stupid picket line, you already chose a side.

You know, can I just say something as a former police union rep?

These kind of showdowns, nobody wins.

And you two are family so you got even more to lose.

You should know. You single-handedly sabotaged my business.

Okay, I might have mentioned the word “union” to Flippa at the party,

but I also asked him to get me a second piece of cake and some diet soda.

So as far as I'm concerned, that was nothing

but a lot of chitchat and small talk. Nobody was trying to ruin your business.

If that was an apology, I didn't hear the words.

Kamekona, my man.

I'm sorry.

There. You feel better now?

- Nah. - Oh, brother.

- Words are not gonna solve my problem. - Yes, they will.

Listen, you're known all over this island as being a very smart

and very shrewd businessman, so I know you know good help is hard to find.

If you just put your pride aside for a second,

I'm sure you can come up with a solution that both of you can live with.

And on the low, probably one you'll end up benefitting from, so...

- I'll take it into advisement. - All right, you do that.

In the meantime, let's have those names.

- Wait here. I'll go get 'em. - Family drama.

This is why I never do business with family.

Oh, hey.

I'm sorry. I've just never seen anybody do this.

Really? What about on TV?

I don't watch a lot of TV.

- You looking for fingerprints? - Yep. We know our victim was killed

up close, so we wanna see if anyone other than her

or any of the other volunteers may have been in here.

So how do you find a fingerprint?

Well, I'll show you. Come check this out.

All right, first we take our aluminium powder,

then we take our dusting brush and we dip it in. Not too much.

And then we give our area a few gentle swirls.

The powder will pick up a latent print.

Baby. All right.

Now, we take our tape like this,

and we stick it like that, there we go...

And we slowly lift the print.

Slow.

Got it.

Stick the tape to the card like that.

Boom. Voila. Easy peasy, George and Weezy, huh?

- Isn't that something. - Pretty cool, right?

I mean, it leaves kind of a crazy mess, but I don't care.

I don't gotta clean it up.

Now, all we gotta do

is run this against the millions of prints in the system.

It'll tell us if it belonged to Leia, another volunteer, or someone else.

- Thank you for showing me this. - You're welcome.

- I'm sorry. - It's okay.

Most people that come here do the same thing.

So, uh, how long have you lived here?

My parents sent me here in 1950.

I was, uh, eight years old.

- Have you ever been to Oahu? - Never.

Oh, dude, you gotta go. I know where all the good eats are.

- Oh, hey, look at that. - Wait, wait, wait a minute.

Hey, Bill, you know who that guy is?

Yeah, he works the bar downtown. Only he's not Tony, he's Mikey.

Chin, go around.

Tony Nguyen. Las Vegas PD's been looking for you.

You got outstanding warrants for theft, assault, damage to property.

Coming out here to lay low, that's pretty smart.

Yeah, I'll tell you what's not smart.

Bashing Leia Rozen's head in and then throwing her body in the water.

- Look at the photograph. - Hey. Okay, wait.

That girl came into the bar a few times, I've haven't seen her in a week.

I had no idea she was even dead. And I sure as hell didn't kill her!

- Where were you four days ago? - I was with my girlfriend.

I work here in town for six days, then I go topside for five.

Me and my girl were in Kaunakakai, way on the other side of the island.

- I just got back this morning. - Let's say for a minute that's true.

Your prints were found in the bungalow where Leia was staying.

How do you explain that?

I was there because I was selling her a gun. Okay?

Go on.

Last week, her and some other volunteers came to the bar to unwind.

After a few drinks, the lady let it slip that she was looking to buy a piece.

A few nights later, I went over to the bungalow and I sold her one.

She say why she needed a gun?

She just said something about wanting to make things right.

She didn't share any details and I didn't want to know.

I just wanted to get my money so I could take my girlfriend away.

If this kid's telling the truth,

then maybe Leia didn't come here to disappear.

Maybe she came here to settle a score.

Maybe she was the one who was after someone.

Yeah, and maybe that someone got to her first.

Okay, so I was going over Leia Rozen's travel record,

and it definitely appears that she may have been chasing someone.

She came to Molokai straight from Buenos Aires.

And before that she was in Spain.

But she'd been globehopping for a better part of the year.

After her grandfather died, she left New York for Poland, Rome and Genoa.

She gets around.

Yeah, woman logged some serious miles.

You know what, Jerry? Do me a favour.

Go through that list again, and this time in order, please.

Okay, uh, Poland, Rome, Genoa, Spain, Argentina.

Yeah, Argentina. You know what?

All these countries have something in common.

What?

They're all stops along the Nazi ratlines.

Oh, wow. He's right. How did I not see that?

Wait a minute. What are the ratlines?

They're the escape routes that the Nazis used to disappear after World War II.

Sympathisers in these countries, they made fake IDs,

passports, the whole nine.

So we're thinking that Leia Rozen was here looking for a Nazi?

Apparently, one she was convinced was right here in Kalaupapa.

I get the feeling that that tattoo wasn't the only way

she was going to honour her grandfather.

At Auschwitz there was an SS Unterscharführer.

He couldn't have been more than, what, 19.

He oversaw the barracks that we were in.

We had nicknames for him, but I... I never knew his real name.

But one night,

he dragged me and my brother

and my sister out of the barracks.

He held a gun to my head

and made me to choose which one of them would live.

If I didn't choose, all three of us would die.

So I did.

I chose.

I don't remember what happened to that guard.

He fled when the Soviet army appeared.

It's difficult to know that that man

may have gotten away with what he did.

Well, that SS guard must have been the person Leia was after.

Leia told Tony Nguyen she wanted to right a wrong.

What that guard did to Leia's grandfather certainly qualifies.

Now, that guard was 19 years old he said in 1945,

which would make him about 91 today.

We saying we think that Leia Rozen was killed by a 91-year-old Nazi fugitive?

You know, I don't know. Maybe.

Yeah. All right, well, look, if that is the case,

we're gonna need to retrace Leia's steps.

Talk to the same people she did, see if we can identify this guard.

Gotta hand it to you, Mr Reynolds.

A dolphin excursion's a pretty good front for a shark finning operation.

Yeah, I was impressed. Look, you got the shirt and everything. It's good.

I'm glad you're impressed.

Okay, so do you want the bad news or the really bad news?

You pick.

Okay, so the cops came and searched your boat.

They found half a dozen shark fins packed in ice below deck.

Depending on the species, that's a $30,000 haul.

But it's about a $50,000 fine, since this is your second offence.

It's a fish, lady. Just like the ahi you throw on the grill, only bigger.

Except you slice the fins off of them while they're still alive

and throw them back into the water to suffocate and die.

That's not exactly humane is it?

People stop eating the soup, I'll stop finning the sharks.

You're done with finning sharks. Okay?

Ah, but let's get to the really bad news

which is that we found blood on your boat. Lot of blood, human blood.

Did some tests, found out that it belonged to, uh, Sam Harrison.

You know who that is, right? I think that he came to you, okay?

And said he wanted you to help him find a great white shark.

Like Roy Schneider in Jaws. You know.

Uh, didn't go as planned.

Uh, shark bites the guy, you can't take him to the hospital

because you're a shark finner. It's not good for business.

So you, uh, you cut him up, hang him up there on the dock,

make it look like a shark-lover did it.

That's my theory. What do you think?

Harrison got in touch with me through a restaurant I sell to.

Offered me ten grand to take him out.

Took a couple hours but we finally found a 16-footer off the coast.

I told him it was a bad idea,

but Harrison wanted to get in the water without a cage.

Well, big surprise. Shark charged him.

You can guess what happened next.

I tried to patch him up with the first aid kit,

but by the time I got back to shore, Harrison was in bad shape.

He's yelling at me to take him to the hospital.

Look, the whole world wanted that guy dead anyway.

Trust me, no one's crying for him.

Yeah, I'd agree with you.

But trust us, no one's crying for you, either.

Okay, this is the guard Itzhak Rozen was talking about.

His name is Tomas Sauer. We'll age him up 70 years

and... boom.

That's what he looks like now.

All right. Send this picture to Sheriff Alana.

- See if she recognises this guy. - On it.

I gotta say, man, if, uh, Tomas actually did come out here,

it was kind of genius.

The only people who come through Molokai in the 1940s

were leprosy patients and missionaries.

Chances of Tomas being discovered were practically zero.

Well, no one ever said the Nazis were stupid. Just pure evil.

- Sheriff just replied. - What'd she say?

She doesn't recognise the picture, but she's going to ask around.

It seems like Leia was pretty sure that Tomas was at Kalaupapa at some point.

Maybe it was before the sheriff got here.

Yeah, maybe we need to ask somebody who's been in Kalaupapa

for a longer period of time.

Uh... I, uh, recognise him.

But what you're saying, that couldn't be true.

Why? Who is this guy?

Uh, this is, uh, Allen Smith.

He... he came here as a missionary after the war.

He worked in the orphanage where I was.

Married a local girl.

You know, he... he did a lot of good work here.

He helped a lot of people.

Mr Walker, whatever good this man may have done,

it doesn't make up for what he did before he got here.

I... I understand.

Do you know where he is now?

Well, he moved up topside, uh, 15 years ago.

Uh, I believe he has a place in Mauna Loa, and, uh...

I mean, his daughter can take you there.

- Who's his daughter? - Sheriff Alana.

Allen Smith! Five-0!

- Clear. - Clear.

Looks like Tomas took off in a hurry.

No wonder Sheriff Alana wasn't returning our calls.

When we sent her that photograph,

we were basically telling her and her old man to get out of town.

All right, get out the BOLO. Alert TSA and FBI.

And make sure they know Alana's a cop, all right? She's probably armed.

Hey, guys, I got something you gotta see.

- You see this? - Yeah, I see that.

- Looks like a bleach stain. - I thought so, too.

So I ran my blacklight over it...

You may have found the crime scene.

Okay, so maybe, uh, maybe Leia Rozen comes to this house to confront Tomas.

Do you remember Itzhak Rozen?

He was my grandfather.

Clearly the old guy doesn't pose much of a threat.

But Bill did say that Alana used to stay here a lot.

Right. And if she was here, she could've picked up something heavy,

hit here over the head, killed her and then just dumped the body.

Yeah, it was smart of Alana to take the gun back to Leia's bungalow.

Got us thinking somebody was after her.

She sent you in the wrong direction, just long enough

for her and "herr" Daddy to get away. See what I did there?

Yeah, you're very clever. Why don't you make yourself useful

and start going through Tomas' stuff, see if you can find something that might

give us an idea of where they're headed. Okay?

Check.

It's bad enough this guy's managed to escape justice all these years.

- If he disappears again, though... - He's not gonna disappear again.

- What makes you say that? - Because it's not 1945.

There's a... there's a camera on every street corner,

not to mention everybody's pocket.

Everybody's got a cell phone, all the kids have got smartphones.

Social media, 24-hour news. There is no hiding any more.

We're gonna put the word on the street, and he won't stay missing for long.

I promise you.

Thanks for all your help, Bill. We really appreciate it.

- Take care of yourself, okay? - Yeah. Thank you, Lieutenant.

Uh... well, I hope you find him.

Yeah, we'll find him.

They're my friends.

I know they were.

I'm sorry, Bill.

- It's been a pleasure, Eric. - Same here.

Listen, can I be real with you for a sec?

When I first got here and we met, I acted all... weird.

And, uh, I'm sorry.

I hadn't noticed.

Right.

Thank you.

It's a beautiful place! I'd like to come back sometime!

You're welcome any time, brah!

Thanks for agreeing to a sit-down.

Mahalo.

Not easy marching around in a circle all day, is it?

I admit my dogs are barking a little.

But we'll be back here tomorrow, bright and early.

I know you will. But I been thinking.

Showdowns like this? Nobody wins.

The thing is, I can't give you everything you're asking for.

However, what if I was to make you part of my management team?

- Effective immediately. - Really...

You've shown some real leadership ability, Norma Rae.

I know it wasn't easy getting your co-workers

to join in on your little walk-out. So, what do you say?

What duties would this new position entail?

Same as before. Sell my shrimp.

So all I get is a title bump?

Nope. You'd also get your own truck.

You'd be operations manager for the North Shore division

of Kamekona Enterprises, Incorporated.

Really? My own truck?

I've been thinking about expanding. Time seems right.

The North Shore's a underserved market.

What about them?

You're gonna need people to work it. Take them with you.

Maybe give them a modest raise, and when I say modest I mean small.

So you in or what?

Mahalo.

You earned it, little cuz.

Alana Smith, you are under arrest for the murder of Leia Rozen.

Tomas Sauer,

for forced imprisonment, torture and murder,

you're under arrest for war crimes under the laws of the Geneva Convention.