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♪ Dark in the city,
night is a wire ♪

♪ Steam in the subway,
earth is afire ♪

♪ Do, do, do, do, do, do ♪

♪ Do, do, do,
do, do, do, do, do, do, do ♪

♪ In touch with the ground ♪

♪ I'm on the hunt... ♪

Sir?

Allow me.

♪ I'm lost in a crowd... ♪

Thank you, miss.

You're welcome, sir.

This is the Neptune
Four research team,

conducting dive four
of our salvage mission.

Approaching the west side
of crash site.

I'm gonna get in close,
see if I can identify some spots

for the lift bags.

What is that?

Zoom in.

It looks like a diver.

Oh, my God.

*Hawaii.Five-0*
Season 10 Episode 03

Episode Title:
"E uhi ana ka wa i hala i na mea i hala"

Uh...

I'm sorry, Ms...?

Liu.

Sergeant Liu,
actually.

Military Police Corps.

I was there
when you were arrested

on conspiracy
to commit murder.

See?

- You remember.
- I didn't realize

we had a breakfast on the books.

Otherwise, I would have asked
for a rain check.

I'm sorry,
this is so spontaneous, but...

I wanted to share
some news with you.

Someone planted a bomb
at Commander McGarrett's house.

- Well, that's terrible.
- Mmm.

Is he okay?

McGarrett?
Oh, he's fine.

I mean, it helps
that whoever did it was, uh...

What is that word?

Incompetent.

See,
McGarrett has this dog.

I mean, he's no ordinary mutt.

He used to hunt IEDs
for the Marines.

So he just sniffed that bomb out
with no problems.

Well, that's a relief.

Do you have any suspects?

Ah. That's funny.

Because, once again, I have
a feeling that y-you don't have

any evidence to back up
that slanderous allegation.

Otherwise, I wouldn't
be sitting here,

enjoying this delicious
breakfast with you.

You know what?

You're right.

This is delicious.

Well...

Sergeant Liu, thank you
for coming all this way

to update me in person.

Nice as this chat has been,
I can't help but think

you'd be better off spending
your time looking for the person

who's actually responsible
for planting that bomb.

Mmm. Can I share
something with you?

I'm one of those, uh,
clingy types.

Hmm. And once I'm interested
in somebody,

I can't let go.

So, basically,
what I'm telling you is,

you will be seeing
a lot more of me.

And Commander McGarrett.

And the rest of the Five-O team,
for that matter.

So we are gonna be
all up in your business 24/7.

Lucky me.Yeah.

Well, when that luck runs out,

we're gonna be there
to take you down.

One for the road?

We'll catch you later.

Breakfast is served.

Hey. Thanks.

Good job in there.

Sounds like you really
got under his skin.

- Yeah. It's a talent I have.
- Well...

This is an excellent croissant.

Oh, you should have seen
his face when I dug

into his bread basket.

Totally triggered him.

Yeah, it did.

He's making a call.

Hey. I got a job for you.

Yeah, usual spot.

An hour.

All right, let's see who
Cullen's setting up a meet with.

Look at that.
It's a burner.

Well, that's a surprise.

So, what's next?

It's a good thing
you got the day off work.

This stakeout just officially
turned into a tail.

Do you think this plan
of McGarrett's is gonna work?

Hell, I don't know.

I know one thing: you ever try
to talk Steve McGarrett

out of a plan... any plan,
no matter how damn crazy it is...

Is a losing proposition.

Yes, true,

but, you know, it's like that
saying about pulling a lion

by the tail.

Oh, yeah. Yeah, that sound
like something you just made up.

All right. Well, you understand
what I'm saying.

Annoying the enemy

in the hopes that he might do
something irrational,

that's-that's a bold move,

especially when that irrational
thing might be eating you.

Or, just setting aside
the lion analogy for one moment,

blowing up your house again.

A-Are-are you...
are you okay?

'Cause you seem
a little...

And please don't take this
the wrong way, but cranky.

Oh, no, that's the right way.

So, is the apartment search
not going well?

Hell no.

Matter of fact,
I'm starting to

get the idea
that I got a better chance

of getting a selfie
with Bigfoot

than getting an apartment
in our price range.

Victim's name
is Jay Kahale, 38.

According to records,
he was a demo diver in the Navy

until five years ago when he
switched to private sector work.

He was found
down 180 feet underwater

inside the wrecked fuselage
of a plane.

Oh, you mean that wreck

that they, uh,
found near, uh, Pupukea?

I saw that on the news.
That?

Yeah, well, that's
probably where Kahale

heard about the wreck, too.

Because, according to
the diving company,

he wasn't a member
of their salvage team.

They're thinking he just
decided to take a sneak peak

- before it was brought up to the surface.
- Well, based on the hole

in his head, I'm guessing he
didn't just run out of oxygen.

Correct.

C.O.D. was
a single 0.357 Magnum round

through the back of the head.

Hang on a second.

I realize the 0.357
is a powerful iron,

but last I checked,
you can't fire one underwater.

No. The official murder weapon
was a powerhead.

A what?
Oh, a bang stick.

It's a specialized firearm

used by divers

to fend off sharks.

And because the density of water
is approximately 800 times

that of air at sea level,
the device needs to be fired

while in contact
with the target.

Which means our killer
had to be close enough

to press it into the back
of our vic's head.

So, looks like our
killer was very, very sneaky

and was able to come up
behind him undetected.

Right.

Try this: the two of them
were diving this wreck together.

The killer decides to stick it
to Kahale when he's not looking,

left him there
for fish food.

Mm-hmm, well,
that explains the how.

- Doesn't explain the why.
- Yeah.

What the hell could've been
on this plane

worth killing for?

A decades-long mystery

may soon be solved.

Today, a research team
has announced the discovery

of Flight 912,
the commercial plane

that crashed
over the Pacific in 1983.

It'll be several days
before the plane

is dredged up
and returned to Hawaii.

In the meantime,

federal investigators
are awaiting

the recovery
of the plane's black box,

hoping it will finally explain
what caused Flight 912 to crash

more than 36 years ago.

This report aired
the day of the discovery,

so the research team
had already ordered

the deep-dive recovery equipment
from the mainland,

and it's due
to arrive later today.

Which means three days
passed from the announcement

of the plane being discovered

to our vic's body being
found early this morning.

So, Kahale had a 72-hour window
to dive down to that plane

before it was
going to be dredged up.

What the hell
was he doing down there?

I don't know,
but wreck diving

is pretty risky, especially
in confined spaces like that.

Which is why it's almost
always done in teams.

Well, that supports our theory
that Kahale's killer

was his dive partner.

Check this out.
Our vic's phone was turned on

a couple hours after T.O.D.

It pinged off
a tower in Haleiwa.

HPD canvassed the area
and found

a burnt-out boat
registered to our vic.

CSU is processing it now.

So the killer uses

the victim's boat
to get back to shore

and then torches it to destroy
any incriminating evidence?

Certainly confirms
that they were working together.

Right. But why power on Kahale's
phone after killing him?

Okay.

So, we know this was
at least a two-man job.

We also know that our killer's
an experienced diver,

so let's look into the vic.

His phone records, employment
records, the whole shebang.

Let's see if we can figure out
who he was diving with.

- All right, you got it.
- In the meantime,

you, with me.

We need to learn more
about this plane crash.

I guess it is
true what they say.

You can tell a lot about
a person by how they drive.

All right, first of all,
this is a pursuit, all right?

So normal rules of the road,

they don't apply.
Second of all, last time

we were in this position,
you were criticizing me

for not driving
recklessly enough.

Actually, I was referring
to our friend, Mr. Cullen.

Okay.

But now that I know
what triggers you...

All right.

Hello?

Speaking Kurdish...

Everything all right?

Yeah, it's nothing.

You speak Kurdish.

Not according to my translator,
but yeah.

You?

No.

Looks like this is the stop.

Well, if you want
plenty of photos

of Cullen sitting in his car,
I got you covered.

Hey, yo, here's his boy.

Are they just enjoying
each other's company?

Why aren't they talking?

They're smart.

This is the airport.

Even if we had
a directional mic,

we wouldn't pick any of
this up from this range.

Well, you don't go
through that much trouble

to hide what you're
talking about unless

- it's about something illegal.
- I agree.

Okay.

I'll get these over to Adam,

see if he can identify
Cullen's friend.

While you're at it,
have Adam put

an HPD detail on Cullen.

We'll follow his boy,

see what he's been tasked to do.

At first, we all thought

the flight was delayed.

But then someone
from the airline

gathered us all into a room.

That's when I learned
that the plane had crashed

and that my, uh...
my brother

and 156 other people
were dead.

We're sorry for your loss.

Mr. Ennis, we understand that
you're something of an authority

when it comes to Flight 912.

You've been keeping
the victims' families up to date

with various search
and recovery missions.

A lot of people chose
to move on.

I don't blame them
for that, but, uh...

I never gave up hope.

And now
I will finally be able

to lay Ron's body to rest.

Well, Mr. Ennis,
it seems that the crash

has, uh, taken one more victim.

We're actually investigating
the murder of a diver

whose body was found in
that wreckage this morning.

Apparently,
he and his dive partner

had gone down there
poking around,

looking for something.

Any idea what that
might have been?

Uh, yeah, I mean,

what everyone's looking for.

Answers.

The NTSB called off
their search in 1986,

but privately funded groups
have continued looking for it,

because still,
after all these years,

no one knows why 912 crashed.

If it was
mechanical error,

why did it crash five hours
into a six-hour flight?

If there was
engine failure,

why didn't the pilot
report it?

So, if this was
about answers,

then why do you think
someone would dive down there?

Why wouldn't they wait
till the plane was

dredged up and inspected?

Because a lot of folks believe

that the truth will
never come out.

That it will be covered up.

Covered up by who?

Take your pick.

There have always been people
with crazy ideas

about why 912 went down.

You know what, spend five
minutes on the Internet.

You'll see.

The conspiracy theories
are out of control.

So, I did a deep dive

into the Flight 912
message boards,

and let's just say
the Internet can be

- a very dark place.
- What?!

You mean it's not all cat videos
and Keanu Reeves memes?

Plenty of that,
but there's also no shortage

of conspiracy theories
surrounding the crash.

- Mm-hmm.
- For instance,

a lot of people think
the manufacturer has been

covering up a mechanical defect
that took the plane down.

Well, that doesn't seem
so out there.

Well, then there are those
who believe the plane

went through a wormhole and
passed into another dimension.

Yep, there's a crazy.

But the most widely
circulated theory by far

involves the Star Wars
defense project.

Oh, yeah, back in the '80s.

The government was talking about
us being able

to take out Russian nukes
with lasers

- fired from outer space.
- Exactly. Yes.

But I bet you didn't know
the Star Wars program

has close ties to Hawaii.

I did not know that.

The Pacific Missile Range
Facility on Kauai

was at the center of the
Strategic Defense Initiative.

It's where most of the
Star Wars testing took place.

So the theory goes
that, back in 1983,

an early test to
take down a missile

resulted in the accidental
downing of Flight 912.

Now, some conspiracy theorists
think the reason the wreckage

was never found is because
the military got to it first

and buried the discovery.

Well, we know
that's not true,

because the plane was
discovered three days ago

by a private research group.

Sure. The plane was.

Hear me out.
Is it possible

the military sent
someone down

to retrieve incriminating
evidence before the wreckage

was brought to the surface?

I don't know.

You look different, Jerry.

Ah!
You shaved your beard.

Look, hey, no.
Come on.

Listen, Jay Kahale
was former Navy.

Maybe the military went
off-books for this.

All right,
outsourced the job to someone

who would provide
plausible deniability.

No!

I cannot wrap my head around
the United Stated Navy

engaging in a coverup
just to bury the cause

of some airplane
that went down, what,

- like, 30 years ago?
- Uh-uh.

Hey, Joons, you're on
speakerphone with everybody.

- What's up?
- So I dumped Kahale's phone

and was able to track down

several divers
he had been in contact with

over the last few days.

Uh, one of them told me
that Kahale

had contacted him
about a job.

Apparently, he has a client
who was willing to pay

a lot of money for them
to recover something

off of a wreck,
no questions asked.

Did Kahale say what it was

they were supposed to recover?

My guy asked,

and when Kahale
wouldn't tell him,

he passed on the job.

But he was offered 30 grand
for one day's work,

so it's got to be something
pretty valuable.

That's a lot of money,

but he was smart
to turn that job down.

It sounds sketchy as hell.

But someone did take
Kahale's offer.

Someone who did the math
and figured out

they'd be better off cutting him
out of the deal entirely.Yeah.

So they murder Kahale, and then
reach out to his contact

to renegotiate the deal.

That could explain why
Kahale's phone was turned on

a couple hours after
his confirmed T.O.D.

The killer would have
needed that number.

Guys, there's something else.

Apparently, Kahale was
very clear that he needed

a diver who specialized
in underwater welding.

There's one
obvious reason

Kahale would need a diver
with welding skills.

To find the black box.

It's definitely one way
to ensure that

the cause of the crash
was never discovered.

Still think that theory
is so, uh, crazy?

What are the odds these guys are
just off for a weekend getaway?

They don't look like
weekend bags to me.

Adam, what you got?

Oh, straight to the point.
I like that.

I ran the photos you sent over.

Facial rec got a hit on the guy
Cullen was meeting with.

I just e-mailed you his jacket.

Why am I not surprised
he has one?

Sam Bishop.

Boy, he's really
racked 'em up, hasn't he?

"Criminal trespassing,
aggravated assault,

attempted murder."

Well, based on his résumé,
I'm guessing Cullen didn't

hire him because of
his proficiency in Excel.

Appreciate your help
with this one, Adam.

How's your case going?

It's a weird one, for sure.

Started with a dead diver,
now it seems his murder

might be tied to the coverup
of a plane crash

from the '80s.

Looks like you picked a good
day to be out of the office.

Good luck with that, buddy.

Hey, listen, thanks again.
Keep us posted,

all right? Anytime.

So Cullen, who's already tried
to murder you once,

responds to being provoked

by reaching out to this peach

with attempted murder
in his jacket.

Who then proceeds to pick up
four scary-looking dudes

with gear bags.

Just a wild stab here,

but if I had to guess,
I'd say that

their next stop
is gonna be your place,

because they're going to
go there to kill you.

Let's see if you're right
about that.

Wow, Mr. Pollock,
you look surprisingly normal.

Where's your little tinfoil hat?

Come on, I feel like
when you decide

to be Internet famous in online
conspiracy theory forums,

you're kind of setting
yourself up for that joke.

Just level with us...
Do you really think that

some kind of mischief
went on, on Flight 912?

Or did you just get
so bored and rich

after you sold your
cyber security company

that you ran out of
stuff to spend money on?

How much did it cost
to bankroll

five failed attempts
to uncover the wreckage?

In terms of your
self-respect, I mean.

Okay,

I'm guilty.

Of being a rich guy,
a free thinker,

and having an interest
in finding a plane wreck

that I couldn't.

Last I checked, there was
no mandatory minimum

for any of that.

This...

being stuck in a windowless cell
without being Mirandized

or told what I'm
being charged with,

that just sounds like
more evidence

of deep state,
if you ask me.

Is that right?

Well, we got evidence, too.
Show him the thing.

They can deny it all day,
but, friends, I have sources

who know for a fact
that the military

is still actively searching
for Flight 912.

And we better find it
before they do.

Because if they get to it first,
you can guarantee

that we will never learn
why that plane crashed.

You didn't just have
an interest in 912.

You believed that the military
was behind it

and that they were gonna
step in and destroy

any incriminating evidence
once the plane

was dredged up.
So, what do you do?

You hire a local diver

to go down and get
the black box from the plane,

while it's still at
the bottom of the ocean.

Problem is, your diver
never came back up.

Because the welder he hired
to go with him decided to put

a bullet in the
back of his head,

courtesy of some kind of
shark gun or some such thing.

And then just left him to rot
at the bottom of the ocean.

All right. Gonna guess
by your creepy blank expression

that none of this
is news to you.

Maybe you already have
the black box from the killer.

- Who knows?
- But accessory to commit murder?

That definitely has
a mandatory minimum.

You want some help with that?

Give us a name.

Wow.

And I've been told
I have an active imagination.

I'll admit that I chartered
a plane to Oahu

the minute I heard
that that wreck had been found.

I didn't have
anything to do with

killing any diver
or stealing any black box.

I'm not surprised
by any of it.

The truth is, there are
way bigger wackos out there

when it comes to this stuff.

Okay. So, to be clear,
you're not...

you're not disputing
that you're crazy.

You're telling us
that there are

much crazier people
out there

that we should be pursuing
rather than you.

Yes.

Well, anybody come to mind?

Delphi Son.

That ain't a name.

I don't know his real name,
but this guy

is basically
the godfather

of Flight 912
conspiracy theories.

He posts under dozens
of different usernames

across all the sites, promoting

often contradictory
conspiracy theories.

This guy is
even more responsible

for 912 hype than I am.

Okay.

Hey.

What are you gonna do?

Deep-state stuff, man.

Just sit tight.

Check for any communication
he may have had with Kahale.

And while you're at it,
check into this Delphi Son,

- whoever that is.
- Copy that.

Come on.

Maybe they're digging
your grave in advance.

That'd be considerate of them.

No, my guess is
they're moving something.

Probably a body.

That is a lot of money.

That's the kind of money

Cullen isn't gonna be
leaving behind

if he's thinking
about disappearing.

They're on the move.

Hey, what's the
good word, kiddo?

Well, you know Kahale's
burned-out boat?

CSU found a few pieces of gear
that survived the blaze.

Specifically, some fire-retardant
gloves and a Kevlar apron.

Oh, that has to
belong to a welder.

Yeah. Lab are running
DNAs tests as we speak,

so hopefully we can get a hit.

All right, how about you?

You find anything to link
that kook Pollock to our vic?

Unfortunately, no.

I dumped his phone
and his laptop,

and there's really nothing here
that would indicate

that he and Kahale
were in communication.

- So he was telling the truth?
- Yeah, it looks like it.

But he was right about
that Delphi Son person.

Whoever they are,

they generate about 80%
of the posts

on these conspiracy forums
about Flight 912.

So, who stands
to benefit from him

keeping that plane
crash on people's minds?

I don't know.

But I think we might be
getting an I.D.

HPD's Cyber unit
is tracking the IP address

that Delphi Son was using.

With a VPN, it makes the user
hard to find,

but it's not impossible.

I think a guy
walking that fast

must have something
important to say.

Actually, yeah.

The plane wreckage
was finally recovered

a few hours ago,
and get this:

turns out the black box
was still on board.

Get out.

Are you sure?

NTSB just received it
from the salvage company.

They're analyzing it
as we speak.

If our vic was not going

down there to get
the black box, then...

Then what was he doing
down there?

I don't know, but they started
processing the wreck,

and it appears a welding gun
was used to remove several seats

from the first-class cabin.

Well, that's it.

One of the first-class
passengers must have

hidden something
beneath their seat.

Yeah. Something worth
killing for.

That's not good.

Bishop must have
made us back there.

Yeah, and made sure
we couldn't follow him

to wherever
he's taking the cash.

So, there were 24 passengers
seated in the first-class cabin.

One of them was carrying
the item or items

- Kahale was hired to retrieve.
- All right, folks,

these people died
over 30 years ago.

We've got names,
we've got old addresses,

employee records
and not much else.

- Gonna have to dig deep.
- Deep like...

oh, I don't know,
bottom of the ocean?

See what I did there?

Nailed it.

Okay, great.
Thank you very much.

Thank you.
Tow truck's on the way.

You sure you don't want to
just drive back on the rims?

My blood sugar's low.

Oh, I got some beef jerky
in the truck. You want it?

I'd rather eat
my own fingers.

What do you got
against beef jerky?

Nothing. Except
that it's meat

trying to do a
plywood impression.

Oh, good news.

HPD still has eyes on Cullen,

but Bishop has not shown up
with the money yet.

Any chance these guys are gonna
double-cross their boss?

I don't know.
I mean, it's possible.

Good news is, at some point,
that money and Cullen

are gonna be in the same place,
and we're gonna be right there.

So... any ideas on how
we can kill some time

while we're waiting
for the tow truck?

Wow. That sounded so
different in my head.

- It did?
- Yeah.

What was in your head?

- Play tic-tac-toe.
- Tic-tac...

- Yeah.
- You're thinking about

- playing tic-tac-toe?
- I was.

- Yeah.
- I don't want to play tic-tac-toe.

Okay. Well, uh...
20 questions?

- Sure. You go first.
- Okay. Oh, yeah.

I'm thinking
about a thing.

- A croissant.
- Oh, damn you, Commander.

So I dug through all my
passengers, and I got nothing.

Yeah, me, too.
I thought I had a guy, 3C,

but turns out he just shared
a name with a murder suspect

from a homicide in
Boston back in '81.

Guys, we struck out.
Please tell us you got something.

So, I heard back
from HPD Cyber.

Our conspiracy peddler,

- Delphi Son...
- Yeah?

It's none other than
Joe Ennis.

- Our Joe?
- Mm-hmm.

The very same.

Yeah, he's been hyping up

these conspiracies,
and we think we know why.

Turns out the passenger in 4C
was Joe's brother, Ron Ennis.

Was it odd that he was
sitting in first class?

No, but what was odd

was his travel itinerary.

According to
flight records,

Ron Ennis was in New York
for less than 24 hours.

Barely enough time for dinner
and a Broadway show.

But it was enough time for him
to pull off this.

"Dizzy New Heist: Socialite
Murdered in Jewel Robbery

on 49th Floor."

The victim was
Hannah Carlisle,

heir to a
cosmetics fortune.

She was killed
when she came home

to find the robber
breaking into her safe.

Thief took her life
and $4.1 million

in jewelry.

And by the NYPD
starts investigating,

Ron Ennis is already on a
flight back to Honolulu.

Right, but here's
the real kicker.

The big international
insurance company that held

Hannah Carlisle's policy...

Joe Ennis worked
in their Honolulu office.

- Mmm.
- Well, there you go.

See, with that kind
of inside information,

of course he would know
what was inside that safe.

$4.1 million in jewelry.

Back in the '80s? That's got
to be $10 million now.

Mm-hmm.
- No wonder the guy never stopped

looking for that damn plane.

Yeah, so when the plane turns up,
Joe wastes no time.

He sends a couple divers
down there for 30 grand a pop

to bring up
his brother's suitcase.

Except one of them
kills the other

and is now shaking down Joe.

Well, it seems like now
everything this guy touches

turns to crap.

And the bodies keep piling up.

We got to find Joe.

Tac One,
you are cleared to breach.

Go!

- Clear!
- Clear!

Clear!

All clear.
No sign of the suspect.

If you're looking
for a 20 on Joe Ennis,

I got some bad news for you.
He ain't here.

When Tani and Junior
went by his office,

he wasn't there, either,
but check this out.

Over the last two days,
Joe wired money

into his checking account

from a bunch
of different sources.

Half a million dollars total.

Oh. Well, that sounds
like a nice round figure

to pay off
an underwater bandit.

Exactly.

And he just withdrew it all
in cash.

Well, that must mean
that Joe's already on his way

to meet with the killer, and we
have have no idea where that is.

APB went out wide...
Still no Joe.

All right, we need to seal up
the ports and the airports.

I'm sure that Joe's gonna
try to leave town

the minute he gets
his hands on that money.

I got news. DNA results are
back on the glove found

- on our vic's boat.
- Any hits?

No, but they were able to
determine that it's female DNA.

Underwater welding
is already so niche,

I feel like the number
of women in that field

is a niche within a niche.

You're right.
I already checked.

There are four female underwater
welders on all of Oahu,

and only one of them
has worked

- with our victim before.
- Mm-hmm.

Okay.
Name's Sara Brown.

Works underwater
demo for

a local outfit
near Honolulu Harbor.

Well, given their history,
I'm sure Kahale reached out

to Ms. Brown to partner with him
on this gig.

- Well, that was a mistake.
- Hey, guys, I just got off

with Sara Brown's supervisor.
She took off with one

of their work boats today,
told him it was for a job.

Well, they'll certainly be
disappointed to find out

she's been using
company resources

for her little murderous
side hustle.

Good news for us is those
boats have GPS trackers,

so right now we have Brown's
current location.

I suppose I made out better
than Jay Kahale did in all this.

No!

Clear. I'll check
the perimeter.

This is
Officer Lou Grover

requesting
immediate assistance.

We're at Pier 14,
right off Nimitz.

Joe, which way
did she go?

Hey!

Hey! Five-O! Stop!

Stop!

I got her. She's heading east
on the docks.

I'm okay. I'm okay.

She's the one
who needs help.

Breathing's shallow.

You are very much
under arrest.

I didn't
know they taught

underwater fighting
in mermaid school.

You should see what I can
do when I have my tail.

Mm?

Well, I just got off
the phone from the hospital.

Our pal Joe is headed
into surgery

and looks like he's gonna
survive that gut shot.

Hey, just got a call
from the NTSB.

They finished their analysis of
the black box from Flight 912.

All right, here we go.
Let's have it.

Was it a bird strike?

Pilot error? What?

That's the thing.
According to the NTSB tech,

there's no data
in the black box.

You mean it's damaged from
being underwater for so long?

No. I mean,

someone wiped it.

What's up?

That call you got earlier,
it was from a woman in Iraq.

Her husband was
a police officer

who was killed in
Mosul last year.

You traced my phone call?

Which is interesting to me
because I know for a fact

you were stationed
there for a time,

- training local police forces.
- You know, if you're

really that interested,
you could've just asked.

I am asking. This is me asking.
What happened?

Two weeks after
we finished training him,

he was gunned down
by some local insurgents.

We spent months
training them,

teaching them everything
that we could.

Okay.

I mean, we are talking about

one of the most dangerous parts
of the planet right now.

I-I get the feeling that
no amount of training

would've saved that guy's
life, I'm sorry to say.

I keep in touch with his widow.

It's nearly impossible for her
to make a living over there,

let alone support two kids.

I help out
when I can.

So, is it just me,

or are you always this up
in everyone's business?

No, it's just you.

Look, if I'm gonna be
working with somebody,

I like to know as much
as I can about them.

When I first met you,
I had this feeling

that you'd be a great
fit for the task force.

You mean
when we were pointing guns

- in each other's faces?
- Mm, yes.

I kind of have a gut
instinct on these things.

And, I mean, of course,
you're gonna need

an official discharge,
but I figured,

given your recent
disciplinary actions,

your C.O. wouldn't have
a problem with that.

So, what do you say,
Quinn?

It would be an honor.

Right answer.
Welcome aboard.

Hands. Let me see
your hands right now.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Oh. Take it easy. Take it easy.

I'm Commander Steve McGarrett
of the Five-O Task Force.

What's going on?

Sergeant Liu,
under orders

of the provost marshal general,
you are under arrest.

- Wait, what the hell?
- Wh-What is this?

We have our orders, Commander.
Please, stand down.

- Stand down? Hey, Quinn, I got...
- Get out of the way.

Quinn. Just don't worry,
sit tight, okay?

I'm gonna
to the bottom of this.

You better have
a damn good reason

for doing what you just did.

CID got an anonymous tip
a few hours ago.

We searched Sergeant
Liu's apartment,

found a substantial amount
of currency associated

with a money laundering
operation.

Hey! Let me ask
you a question.

You thought that stunt
was gonna work?

Huh? I made one phone call,
one phone call to the governor.

Quinn's being processed
out as we speak.

Let me get something
clear with you right now.

So, listen, you want
to do this with me?

You want to dance with me?
I'll do this

every single day
of your life.

I'll make your
life so miserable,

you'll wish
for an eight-by-ten cell

just to get some peace.
All right?

You know, Commander,

you think you got
the whole picture.

You have no idea
what's going on here.

Is that right?

But you're smart.
I'm sure, at some point,

you'll figure it out.

Yeah, I'm sure I will.

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