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Come on, Neal.

Let's go.
Let's go. Push!

- It's the end, you're there, you're there.
- Come on, kid.

Hey, you okay?

I... I can't.

What does this tell you?

I'm a failure?
No.

It means you're improving.

Hey, look at me.

The difference between
being stuck

and being a SEAL is this.

I can give you the tools, Neal.

Only you can use 'em.

But I promise you
I will be there

every step of the way
helping you out.

On one condition.
I don't give up?

No, you quit tripping
over the damn steps.

Alex, Jules,
we're leaving in five.

Eat now or forever
hold your peace.

Gear check.

Toothbrush, floss, hairbrush,
backup toothbrush.

Anyone seen my, um...
Phone charger.

You lost it. Again.

Here. Keep it
at your dad's, and tell me

you didn't just start packing.

He also didn't finish
his history paper.

Traitor.
Hey, what did I say

about accusing your sister
of treason?

And why didn't you
finish that paper?

Because I can't find
my history book.

Check between your bed
and the wall.

And your shoes are in the back.

Tennant.

Okay. See you soon.

Alex!

Got everything.
Let's go.

Everything?
What?

Shoes!

Thanks, Jesse.
Yeah.

Mmm. What alchemy is this?

Red-eye with a Bullet.

Figured hand-off day
you could use

a little something-something.

You'd think after three years
of shared-custody hustle

I'd be past needing
a caffeine fix.

I think as long as we have kids,

we'll never be past
needing a caffeine fix.

Who's our victim?

Petty Officer First Class
Miles Hayward.

He's a Navy recruiter.

HPD was first on the scene,

but they called us in
when they saw his ID.

So not a robbery.

No. I mean, the trunk's
cleared out,

but they left his
wallet and watch.

I count three
bullet entry wounds.

Yeah, that matches
what forensics found.

Casing here, point-blank,

and then two right here.

You know what
this walk tells me?

The killer took the shot
before he knew

there was anything
valuable in the car.

Maybe it wasn't about
what was in the car, but who.

He was targeted.

Yeah, they just wanted
it to look like a theft.

Shouldn't have taken
the coup de grâce.

This was a hit.

Went through
HPD incident reports

from the area last night.

Nothing of note
near the crime scene.

Well, Aloha Stadium ceased
all fan-attended

operations after
it was condemned.

That makes it the perfect spot
for tweakers

and drug dealers these days.

Don't forget swap meets
and flea markets.

I didn't peg you
for an antiquer.

Advantage of being the new guy.

I'm a man of mystery.

Okay, we can learn
all about Kai later.

What do we know about Hayward?

Grew up in Montgomery, Alabama.

Joined the Navy at 18
and never looked back.

Multiple deployments at sea

before transitioning
to shore duty

as a recruiter here
on the islands.

Where he's extended three times.

Found his calling, I guess.
On the force,

we gave those assignments
to the desk jockeys.

Well, in the service,
we have a higher standard

for who represents us
to the public.

In this room, do we have a list
of who he was recruiting?

Mm-hmm.
Right here.

Thank you, Lucy.

Friends? Coworkers?

Hitting the bricks now.

Last known person to see him.
One of his recruits.

Kekoa Neal.
Teenager from Nanakuli.

Let's go pay him a visit.

We were training until sundown.

I was supposed to meet
my friends at Ala Moana,

but I was late.

He got me one Uber.

Always looking out like that.

Did you see anybody else
before you left?

He said he had to meet
another recruit, but nah.

No one else was there.

How'd you get to know
Petty Officer Hayward?

He came to my school,

talking about the Navy
gives opportunities.

Said if I put in the work,
he puts in the work.

Most of my friends thought
it was just talk, you know?

But Hayward was true.

He backed it up.

Only one who ever did.

Seemed like a great guy.

How well did you know him?

We talked sports.

He loved the Crimson Tide.

But other stuff, too,
you know? Life stuff.

He knew how to listen.

How about personally?

Anything different
in his life recently?

Past couple of weeks,
he changed things up.

How so?

He rescheduled some of our
training sessions last-minute.

Never did that before.

I think he got injured.

Why do you say that?

He used to run those steps
with me every single time.

Never had me do something
he wasn't doing, too.

But he stopped the other week
for some reason.

You ask him about it?
Yeah.

But he shut me down.

Something was wrong.

Uber driver confirms Kekoa
went to Ala Moana

around 8:00 p.m.

Hayward put him in the car.

And what about the recruit
he was supposed to meet?

Nothing. Could have misheard,
been mistaken.

Something was definitely up
with Hayward, though.

He rescheduled on
a few other kids,

and even called in sick
a couple days.

Tell me you have
some answers, Ernie.

Depends. We talking Lao Tzu,
Socrates?

Gear profile tolerances
in the Ford GT40?

Uh, you lost me
on the first two,

but let's talk about that third one later.
All right, brother.

Uh, any useable footage
from around Aloha Stadium?

Zilch.
No prints on Hayward's car,

but Forensics did find
some on his body.

Any matches?
See for yourself.

I'm just missing
the hieroglyphics.

Short answer is not yet.

Okay. Uh, what about

ballistics on the slugs?

Looking at nine millimeter.

Yeah, it's the pumpkin spice
latte of bullets.

We need a match
to another crime,

which we do not have.

Ah, the autopsy results
just came in.

Hey, guys.

Hayward was recovering from

significant muscle
and organ trauma

not related to the shooting.

Kekoa mentioned he seemed hurt.
Guys.

There was only
superficial bruising.

If there was internal damage,
there should be

contusions, abrasions...

Guys!

You want to see it
on the big screen?

Oh.

That's...

This is what happens

when the body is impacted

with a soft object at force.

A tactic used to send a message

without leaving a mark.

So Hayward gets worked over

and says nothing about it.

I got a warrant
and keys to his apartment.

Let's go see what he was hiding.

Ordered at work

and ordered at home.

A little too ordered,
if you ask me.

I mean, I don't want
to be cynical, but...

But you're gonna be.

This guy just seems a little
too good to be true.

Spent every waking hour
with his recruits.

Dude loved his job.

- Volunteered at homeless
shelters on the weekends. - That's nice.

When his CO talked about
his compassion, I mean,

he ranked Hayward first,
Mother Teresa, like,

a distant second.
What's wrong with that?

You're always so positive.

And you're never this cynical.

If anybody felt simpatico
to Hayward,

I thought it'd be
Mr. Conservation Weekend.

I just wanted to know
what he had

buried deep down, that's all.

Why can't he just be
what he seems?

All of us are hiding
something, Luce.

Nobody's what they seem.

What?

I'm just saying...
Can you say it after you help me move this?

Well, what do we have here?

A hundred percent
a secret compartment.

Everybody's hiding something.

Tell me about the gun you found
at Officer Hayward's place.

No prints, but ballistics
match it to a shooting

at the Paradise Shore
Tourist Shop

in Kahuku last month.

Owner got shot twice,
survived somehow,

but couldn't ID the shooter.

Gonna have a hard time
convincing me

that Hayward was involved
in an armed robbery.

He couldn't have been.
He was off the island

the night of the crime.
And for what it's worth,

it wasn't an armed robbery.

HPD puts it the
intimidation-extortion space.

Prime suspects, the Oania Boys.

Gang operating
in the North Shore.

Like a surf gang?
That's what they say,

but they're posers.

People call the older
generation "gangs,"

but they were tough for a cause.

All about kia'i kai.

Protecting the beach,
connecting to the water.

Yeah, but these new guys are
straight-up criminals.

Armed robbery, extortion,
assault.

Currently led by Lee Oania,

after his father Sunny was
locked up two years ago.

Got him for conspiracy
and attempted murder.

Recruiter's the perfect cover.

You go all over Oahu,
handful of pamphlets.

- No one asks any questions.
- I don't see it.

These dudes run and gun, right?

They're-they're not organized
enough to seduce

someone like Hayward to join.

He had the gun hidden in a wall.

You can't eliminate
the possibility

because you think
he's a good guy.

Hayward also got his ass kicked.

Maybe he was protecting
someone from the gang.

We need to go
right to the source.

Find out what
the Oania Boys know.

Let's go talk to 'em.

Nope. They'll clam up
the moment you badge 'em.

Look, I'll check 'em out.

Solo.

Jesse goes with you.

It kind of defeats
the "solo" part.

But covers the not losing
one of my agents

to a violent gang part.

Any haoleshows up is gonna
stick out like a sore thumb.

Then use it to your advantage.

So what's the big plan here?

We just announce ourselves
and see who they hate more?

Former cop, former Marine
or current NCIS.

No. Let's hit the waves.

New guy gets
a chance to call the shots,

and he wants to go surfing?

I've only been here a month,
and all I've heard is

how much you love
to get barreled.

And besides,
new guy has an idea.

Well, does it include me
talking to the kupuna first?

Nope. I got that covered.
So you'll be fine.

But if this haole drops in

without paying
the proper respects,

that gang'll be waiting for me

the second I step out
of the water.

See? Now we're
in perfect synch.

We're like Siegfried and Roy.

You remember what happened
to Roy, right?

Right?

What? Like scrap, haole?

Hey, man, I'm just trying
to catch some waves.

It's all good, man.
Aloha.

What the hell, bro?

This ain't
your beach. Bro.

Beaches are public, no?

Oh, yeah?
Stop!

Not here.

We got too many eyeballs.

Hey, sorry.

Just don't like what
they're doing to our beaches.

Kai.

Lee.

Why don't you grab
a green bottle with us, yeah?

Get to know each other.

I appreciate you
scaring off the haole,

but HPD's looking for any reason
to move in on us.

Oh, yeah?

Something go down?

Where you from?

Hanalei.

Long way from Kaua'i.

Mokulele'dover here
because of a job.

How's that going?

Looking for other opportunities.

Like what?

Something out by the water.

Heard the break out here
is pretty consistent.

I also heard it's dangerous.

Ain't that the truth.

You know, you're the first guy

to talk to us in
a minute like a man?

I like that.

How about the haoles?

Must come by here
all the time, yeah?

The small ones, they see us,
they walk the other way.

Even the Marines and lifeguards
pull out of Waimea?

No one ever accused them
of being smart.

Tell him about
the brown uniform.

Navy buggah come
around here, yeah?

Give you that
"forged by the sea" speech?

Those recruiters, they're hard head, yeah?
No joke, bro.

We had to teach
this one guy a lesson.

Make sure he stop coming
back around, you know?

Guessing nobody took the bait.
I don't know.

Brad, you bite?

No.

Got matches and rap sheets

on half these guys;
rest coming soon.

They love their oranges,
by the way.

No scurvy for the Oania Boys.

Explains the bruises
on Hayward's body.

It does?

In Kiev, there was a politician

who wanted
to root out corruption,

so the Russian FSB beat him

with three oranges in a sock.

Caused minor bruises
on the outside,

but ruptured his spleen.

Something tells me you're the
primary source for this story.

What happened to
the politician, huh?

Secret's safe with me.

I turned him, and took down
the Russians who did it.

Yes!

- I'm reading a lot
of spy books lately. - Okay.

So Hayward was trying
to recruit the Oania Boys?

At least one of them;
Brad Pacheco.

Misdemeanors for petty larceny,

sale of controlled substances.

His mom works at a malasadashop,

dad out of the picture;
it's ripe for a life of crime.

He wasn't on Hayward's list.

'Cause he was rejected.

He lied on his application
about his record.

So Brad took a risk stepping out

on the Oania Boys.

Maybe he blamed Hayward
for being rejected?

It's worth finding out.

Heard you wiped out,
and Kai beat you up.

No. We were undercover.
Doing a bit.

A bit where you wiped out
and Kai beat you up?

Brad's over there.

I mean, you gotta admit,

Hayward's looking
pretty innocent.

Just trying to do right
by one of his recruits.

Well, if we ignore
the hot gun he was hiding

and the major beatdown
he took, then sure.

I think I know who can be
the tiebreaker here.

Brad Pacheco?

Federal agents! Stop!

What part of "stop"
didn't you understand?

In case you're thirsty.

As a minor, you legally
can have your parents

or another adult
present if you want.

I don't even know why I'm here.

Then why'd you run?

I don't like cops.

Right.

Miles Hayward.
Navy recruiter.

What about him?
You tell me.

He spent the last six months
recruiting you.

Yeah, he came around
sometimes. So?

Come on, you're
selling it short, Brad.

He had internal injuries
from the beatdown

he took from your boys,
and he still didn't quit on you.

You're hassling me over a fight?

You're on a secure Navy base

in a federal interrogation room.

More than hassling.

What about the Paradise Shore
shooting?

You have anything
to do with that?

No.

Then explain why we found
the gun at Hayward's house.

Ask Hayward.

Hayward found it on you,
didn't he?

Yeah.
Was he gonna turn you in?

Is that what he said?

Maybe that's why you got
rejected from the Navy.

Hayward couldn't really
believe in you anymore,

but you blamed him.
No.

When was the last time
you saw Hayward?

A couple weeks, maybe. Why?

Where were you Sunday,
8:30 p.m.?

At The Point with friends.

Now, we both know
that's not true.

Now, start talking to me
about Sunday night.

Whatever Hayward told you
is a lie.

Hayward didn't tell me anything
because he was murdered.

Sunday at 8:30 p.m.

We need to stop the interview.

My son's not talking.

Are you okay?

He ran from us.

If he's hurt at all...
He's fine.

I'll walk you out.

Brad.

Come on, baby.

Ms. Pacheco.

A word... please.

I'll meet you
outside, baby. Hmm?

What do you want?

Just to tell you
that the next few days

are gonna be hard.
Hard for you.

The moment I get home,
I'm calling a lawyer.

Well, that's your right.
But I meant for you.

Your son might be involved
in a murder.

He wouldn't do that.

Who?
Miles Hayward. His recruiter.

You've got it all wrong.
Maybe.

But it doesn't look that way.

I just want to make sure

you make the right choices
for him.

I know what you see
when you look at him.

Oania Boy.
Common crook.

I see a scared kid.

You have children?

What would you do if one of them

was in this position?

I'd hold him tight.

I'd tell him I love him.

And I would convince him
to do the right thing.

And the right thing would be
talking to you.

If Brad's innocent...
He is.

Then yes, talking to me
is what needs to happen.

All my boy wanted was
to serve his country.

It crushed him
when he was rejected.

But he didn't hurt nobody.

Because he's a good kid.

Can we get a secret fridge
where we keep meat?

Your sister would sniff that out
in five minutes flat.

A growing boy's
gotta have protein.

Aren't you supposed to be
at your father's?

No way I could finish the paper

with the dogs

and Julie and her
nine toothbrushes.

Dad's cool with me staying
here a couple of days.

Unless you want me to go back.
No.

You can stay.

You seem stressed, though.

You're doing the mom thing.
Oh, you mean the thing

where I want to make sure
my son's okay?

Yeah, that.

I'd be better if I had a burger.

Well, there are some veggie
patties in the freezer.

How are you scared
of a nine-year-old?

The same way you are.

You should put a cold
compress on that lip.

Looks swollen is all.

You don't hit that hard.

Hey, you were good.

In interrogation?

10,000 hour rule.

- Those 10,000 hours tell you
who did it? - He's lying.

That I know.

How much he's lying,
we'll find out.

Shouldn't you be,
like, heading back

to your sad bachelor pad or something?
No.

Sticking around here
waiting on callbacks

from Brad's alibi.

Oh, well, his friends will
back him up,

but that doesn't mean much.

Maybe, maybe not.

You think he's some kid

that just got mixed up
with the wrong crowd.

But he had a dream to leave,
do more with his life.

Are we talking about Brad
or you?

You left.

Joined the Marines,
did more with your life.

We having a heart-to-heart?

Hey, just an observation.

Hey, you want to know
what I've observed?

You are convinced that Hayward's
into something shady,

and maybe that's
personal experience.

Hey, I hope his alibi
checks out.

Okay. Okay, thank you.

Brad's prints from the soda can
are a match

for the ones on Hayward's body.

Prints don't stay
on a body long.

Brad must have been
the recruit that Hayward saw

after Kekoa left the stadium.

Where are we with the warrant?

Waiting for the judge
to sign off.

Hey, you might want
to put a pause

on that warrant.

Someone just confessed
to the murder.

Sunny Oania.

I got connections
outside these walls.

My boys don't make a move
without me knowing.

Why go after a Navy recruiter?
I got word

he wen come to my
beach, trying to fill

the boys' heads
with all sorts of nonsense.

Not a reason to kill someone.

He was warned first.

Didn't heed.

The oranges.

Cheaper than a bat.

More effective, too.

I don't buy it.

- Excuse me?
- The Oania Boys

fight turf wars all the time,

but it doesn't spill out
beyond the gang.

Right after 8:00 p.m.,
outside Aloha Stadium.

Two in the chest,

one up close
to make sure the guy's dead.

Those details

are not in the public report.

Who pulled the trigger?

You throw a stone
on this island,

you find a meth-head
willing to do whatever.

Buyer's market.

I'm willing to sign
the confession right now.

Let's do it.

Let's wait a beat.

Got to admit,
Sunny's story's compelling.

Has motive, too.

Yeah, but it still
doesn't explain

why Hayward had the gun
or Brad's prints on him.

Is that why you didn't take
the confession?

Look, someone in the gang
wanted Hayward dead.

But killing a sailor
just to send a message?

Nah.

Look, can we talk later?

I'm in the middle of something.

Wait, what?

No, he said that you...

Okay, look, wires got crossed...

Uh, pineapple.

Pineapple!

Okay.

I'll take care of it.

My ex.

Yeah, I figured.

- Pineapple? - Yeah, we had a
couples counselor once

that told us to think
of a safe word

in case things ever got heated.

Maybe I should try that.
Well, he is

my ex-husband.

Yeah, maybe not.

What's going on?

Alex convinced me that his dad
said it was okay for him

to come back home, and then told
his dad that it was my idea.

Clever.
You got to give it to him.

But he forgot that you
and his dad still talk.

You want me to book him,
haul him in,

scare him straight?

Found something you should see.

I was wondering why Sunny Oania
was adamant on confessing,

so we did a deep dive
on his financials.

This is Sunny's bank statements
for the last year.

Had some good investments.

Conservative but smart.

Money market. T-bills.

And every month,

there's a recurring
payment to...

...Andrea Pacheco.

Brad's mother, but
it's not alimony.

- It's child support.
- I went through

his school records...
no father listed.

DMV... nothing.

Then...

I got a scan
of his birth certificate.

Sunny is Brad's father.

Means the leader of
the Oania Boys, Lee,

is Brad's half brother.

Yeah, that explains
the confession.

Sunny wasn't protecting
his crew...

He was protecting his son.

It all goes back to Brad.
Do we go at him again?

No, Jesse already took a run.

He won't talk
if we bring him in.

We go to him.

Yeah? Got an idea?

Brad may be surrounded
by his crew, but he's alone.

He's gonna need
someone who understands

what he's going through.

Waves died down, ya?

Mo bettah earlier.

You know, I never got
into bodyboarding, but...

must be something about your
heart being close to the waves.

When you're out there,
the whole world just disappears.

Is that why you considered
the Navy?

Stay close to the water?

Staff Sergeant Eric Rodriguez.

Came to my pop's restaurant
wearing that uniform, and...

he was only a few years older
than me, but...

he was so confident, you know?

Gave me a path to the future.

You served?

Changed my life.

Made me who I am.

Yeah.

Well, my life's
right in front of me.

You get rejected?

'Cause I lied
about running with the crew.

Future over.

That's rough.

Recruiter just cut you off,
huh, like you don't exist?

Nah, brah.

He said he'd work it out.

Told me and my ma he could get
some kind of waiver.

That won't happen now.

'Cause he was murdered.

You're a cop now, huh?

Trying to trick me
into confessing?

I don't think
you killed Hayward.

But look, you can call
your boys at any time,

end this conversation.

But I want to help you.

I just need you to talk.

What do you want to know?

Tell me about the gun
Hayward was hiding for you.

It was Lee's.

He told me to get rid of it.

I was freaked out.

I went to Hayward.

He was gonna turn it in
after I went to boot camp.

When was the last time
you saw Miles Hayward?

Aloha Stadium.
He had this whole plan

to get me off the island.

He gave me a hug,
said he'd reach out the next day

once it was all set.

When I didn't hear nothin',
I just...

...thought he changed his mind.

Anyone else know about the gun?

No way.

If Lee found out
Hayward had it...

He'd kill him.

Brad's story makes sense.

Lee does the shooting
at the tourist shop.

He tells Brad to toss the gun.

Lee must have found out somehow
that Hayward had it.

And murdered him

before he could do anything with it.
What was Brad doing

with Hayward the
night he was shot?

They were planning a way
for Brad to get out.

Lee probably followed him there
without him knowing.

That explains why Brad

was so guarded
when Hayward didn't reach out.

All right, so where's Brad now?

I told him to go back
to his house

and lay low.

The rest of the crew is
at a house

on the maukaside
of Farrington Highway.

We need to roll Lee up
right away.

How many we got?

I count Lee, maybe five others,
all external.

Rear stack with me.

How pissed do you
think Lee's gonna be

when he finds out
you're a federal agent?

We're about to find out.

NCIS! Everyone on the ground!

Bottles down. Interlace your
fingers behind your head. Go.

Turn around!

Turn around for me!

Runner down.

No sign of Lee.

One more down.
It's not Lee.

Lee's on the staircase!

Yeah, he's pretty pissed.

Barricaded shooter
in an elevated position.

They teach you to talk like that
in the Marines?

Oh, I'm sorry,
I'll use cop words.

Guy up there. Gun. Bad.

All right, smart-ass,
what would the Marines do?

Call in an airstrike.

There's a lanai in the back.

Jesse, you good?

Peachy.

You're gonna give me a boost.

It's okay. I was a flyer.

I don't... I...
I'll explain later.

Just come...
Okay.

Great.

That was fast.
She was something

called a flyer.

Cheerleader who gets
thrown in the air.

Have a daughter,
you'll understand.

Give yourself up!
No one needs to get hurt!

Don't move!

Got him.

Lee killed the recruiter?

We believe Hayward could connect
Lee to another unsolved crime.

He's just like his father.

Brad's father, too.

I paid Sunny a visit.

Not many people know.

We both thought it best
to keep it that way.

But Brad's a blessing.

Well, he's safe now

to pursue
whatever future he wants.

Future's what's caused all this.

Brad never should have gotten
involved with that recruiter.

It's been nothing but trouble.

Do you mind if I speak to Brad?

He'll be out soon.

I'm making some tea if you want.

That'd be great.

You're a traitor to your people.

'Cause he doesn't spend his days

beating up tourists
and extorting local businesses?

Oh, you left out, uh,
betraying his own family.

Not much of an older brother.

What are you talking about?

Murder.

Talking about murder, Lee.

I didn't kill that guy
at the tourist shop.

I seen him. He's fine.

We're not talking
about the tourist shop.

We're talking
about Petty Officer Hayward,

the one person
who actually cared

about giving Brad a chance.

The Navy dude?

You're not pinning that on me.

I roughed him up, but that's it.

Hey,

you're already down
for the count here.

The tourist shop;
shooting at federal agents.

Might as well cop
to Hayward's murder.

Sunny put you up to it, right?

No.

Sunny wanted Brad

as far away
from this life as possible.

He told us to back
off of Hayward

after we tuned him up.

He's not the one trying
to keep Brad in the fold.

Okay. Then who is?

How did you find out

about Lee?

We had a source.

Someone in the gang?

You thought it was honorable,

Brad wanting to be in the Navy.

I was so proud of him.

And devastated
when he was rejected.

Well, I'm sure it was a relief
when Hayward offered a waiver

to get Brad back in.

He did?

Hayward came by
to tell you both.

That's what Brad said, anyways.

I'm sure it's a misunderstanding
we can clarify.

Let's ask your son.
Stop.

Brad's tired.

He's been through a lot.

Let's do this another time.

I don't blame you
for not wanting Brad to go.

He was about to join
a new family.

I'm his only family.

Even when Brad was rejected,

Hayward persisted.

You knew he wouldn't stop.

And Brad would leave you,

and with Sunny gone,
you would be all alone.

He was going to take my boy!

But you killed him
before he could.

Give it to me.

No.

You took everything away.

Don't believe her lies!

I would never do...

It was the only thing I had.

Brad...

listen.

If you do this,
there's no going back.

This is not who you are.

You are not like them.

You're just a good kid
who has a bright future.

Hayward was trying
to show you that.

Don't prove him wrong.

Lee may have been in charge,

but Brad's mom has been involved
ever since Sunny went away.

Now they're both
going away, too.

The Oania Boys
are basically done.

Still, it was never
about the gang.

Andrea just
couldn't let Brad go.

Supposed to help them make
the right choices in life.

Instead, she took them away.

Well, Hayward's getting
the justice he deserves,

and Brad has a chance
at a future.

Thanks to you
connecting with him.

Just doing my job.

It's more than that to you.

It's hard being back, right?

Facing what might be easier
to forget.

It's all right.

I mean, I can't change the past.

But I can help Brad
with his next step.

I followed up on the waiver
Hayward started,

and the good word
from an island-boy-turned-Marine

didn't hurt.
See?

Nice job.

Now, get out of here.

Burgers?

Julie finds out, we're
both in deep trouble.

Well, you're gonna help me
destroy the evidence

when we're done.

But first...

Your dad called.

I just,
I don't want to be there.

Look, I know
this hasn't been easy...

They already made a nursery,

and the baby's not even here.

I'm sleeping on a couch.

Your dad's dealing
with a new situation, okay?

I know you are, too.
I get it.

So it's cool I'm here?

Absolutely not.

You lied to me

and your father.
You hurt his feelings,

and you put me
in the middle of it.

You're not a child anymore.

Your choices matter.

What choice do I have now?

To take responsibility

for your actions.

Or not.

I'll call Dad.

And go back.

Can I at least have
a burger first?

After...

you call your father.

Yeah.

Okay.

Hey, Dad.

Yeah.

Um, so, about yesterday,

Mom didn't really say
that I could...

In life...

there are people
who show up for you.

No matter what the cost,
no matter how hard it gets,

they're always there.

That's the best of us.

What we can all aspire to.

The model
for what it means to serve.

Petty Officer Miles
Hayward believed

in each and every one of you.

You're beginning
the next chapter

of becoming
fine young men and women.

What you doing here?

Reminding myself...

that there are people
who are just... good.

Raise your right hands
for the Oath of Enlistment.

I, state your name...

I, Brad Pacheco...

...do solemnly swear...

...do solemnly swear...

that I will support
and defend...

...that I will support
and defend...

...the Constitution of
the United States...

...the Constitution
of the United States...

...against all enemies...

...against all enemies...

...foreign and domestic......
foreign and domestic...

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