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Doesn't even matter
what time I wake up.

That boy is in the hallway,
asking me questions

like I memorize
the encyclopedia in my sleep.

4:00 in the morning.

Child in his dinosaur pajamas
staring at you.

Strong argument
for living alone.

You know,
but even when he frustrates me,

just gives me
those wide eyes,

and I'm all the way
in love again.

How many routes
you run, Melissa?

Oh, about 30 or so, I guess.

2,600 and counting for me.

Want to know the most
- important lesson I learned?
- Hmm?

We don't have to talk
the entire time.

Sorry, Karl.

Help.

- You okay?
- Oh...

What happened?

We're being hit.
Need you to Mayday.

Melissa, Mayday now!

Hello, dispatch.

This is car 11. Mayday.

No problem here.
We're not resisting.

Uh, dispatch. Car 11.

Mayday. Mayday.

Captain Milius.

Not every day

the deputy chief of staff
of Pacific Fleet comes by.

Have I annoyed Pac Fleet
in some way?

Not that I'm aware of.

Well, it's still early.

Armored truck heist on the
- North Shore this morning.
- Saw it on the wire.

One guard murdered.
Used some kind of explosives.

One of our warships recovered
a half million dollars

from an unflagged vessel.

Belongs to the Thai
government. The money was

on the truck.

HPD's on the crime scene
with FBI. We'll coordinate

- a briefing later.
- Thais would like
their money back.

Given your success
with the spy ring,

the admiral
would like you to take the lead.

It's a lot of money.

I'm guessing there's more?

Whoever did this
used enough explosives

to roll an armored truck
30 yards,

and only a small group
of people

knew the money
would even be there.

You think it's a
military nexus.

We hope not.

Lucy?

Heading to the North Shore?

Whoa.

Since you're new, Kai,

maybe you don't know,
but we don't really have

a "bring your pet to an
- active crime scene" day.
- Stay.

Landlord at my place
is making a stink, okay?

Wants more money
'cause he claims that Inoki's

not, like, pet-sized.

Dude's trying to kick me out,
so I'm in the process of finding

- other options.
- Jesse. Kai.

According to the FBI, the
truck was en route from Pearl.

Three-man heist crew
comes in.

Takes out the driver.

His weapon's
still holstered.

He didn't put up
much of a fight.

No sign of explosives in here.

- How'd they get in?
Second guard opened it.

Heist crew took the money
and escaped in a stolen van,

which HPD found in flames
- four miles up the road.
Yeah?

- Where's the second guard?
- At HPD. Lucy's
talking to her.

And we didn't get
any of the footage

from the truck's cameras?

No, the security cameras
were off-line.

What is it, Jesse?

I mean, these guys were good.

Like, really good.

In and out.
No muss. No fuss.

- Well, some fuss.
Yeah,

but that's the thing. Why
would they take out the driver

and leave
guard number two alive?

That's
a really good question.

I just need you to run through
it one more time, Melissa.

I already talked to
those other people.

FBI. Company investigators.

I...

Oh, my phone. They took it.

The robbers?

The police.

I'm sure
they'll give it back.

I need to call my son.

He's at my mother's. Want
to let him know I'm okay.

Are you okay?

I watched Karl get killed.

Thought they
were gonna kill me, too.

So no.

What happened, Melissa,
after the explosion?

Karl got out of the cab.

Which is against protocol.

Look, I don't know
what to tell you.

Karl got out, was shot.

I called Mayday
until they put a gun to my head,

and then I did
what they told me.

And what was that?

Open the back.

Get on your knees.

Pray to God.

I remember that part
very clearly.

I'd like to call my son.

Gonna make sure that happens.

I just want to go back
to one thing.

You say you call for Mayday.

I did call Mayday.

The thing is, Melissa,

dispatch didn't receive
any calls.

The truck's whole
security system was off-line.

So... maybe let's go
over it again.

Bank robberies

are simple. Suspect walks in
with nothing but intent.

Since the tellers
are trained to comply,

walks out
with all the cash at the window.

Armored truck heists
are a whole other game.

Suspects tend to be brazen
and violent,

willing to take risks.

Dude, you know a lot about this.

Jesse's got three years

with the D.C. Joint Robbery
Task Force.

This is a precision crew.

In and out in 90 seconds.

Not one scrap of usable evidence
was left behind.

Getaway car was stolen
and then torched.

Ballistics report came back
with nothing.

Every move was planned.

What, even killing the guard?

Look at the grouping of bullets.

Two above the armored
vest and one in the head.

This wasn't just some suspect
spraying off rounds.

And ATF thinks the explosives
are military grade.

I have Marine EOD
checking it out.

Any luck finding a local
who could do this job?

No. The best
are either locked up or dead.

The rest, small-time.

So it's probably mainlanders.

But importing
that much explosives

is almost impossible.

They must have some help
on the island.

And luck from the gods

considering the bomb probably
took out the security system.

Luck had nothing to do with it.

I went down the rabbit hole
of armored truck construction.

Marvel of engineering.

Forged in galvanized
and stainless steel

with ballistic fiberglass
woven into the interior.

And the security system?

Cradled in an equally
impenetrable steel casing

controlling the electronic locks,

the cameras, the comms

with a static crush resistance

- of 5,000 pounds.
In other words,

the kaboom
couldn't take it off-line.

Then what would've caused it?

Because right before
the system went down,

the truck made
an unscheduled stop.

There's your local.

Inside man.

Or woman.

I'm sorry, who are you?

She's my boss, Melissa.

We want to know
why your truck's security system

was deactivated
before you were hit.

Okay, I took a two-week course
before starting this job.

I don't know anything
about computers.

You're saying
you followed procedure

every step of the way
this morning?

I tried.

You tried? Or you did?

Because you told me
you were by the book.

We were.

Then help me understand
why your truck's GPS

was idle for two minutes
on Farrington Highway.

You made
an unscheduled stop.

Karl had to relieve himself.

It was, like, 30 seconds.

It was two minutes.

Officers checked the area.
They didn't find anything.

- What happened there?
- Nothing.

Been interviewed
by FBI, HPD, me.

You didn't tell anyone
about this.

He did it from time to time.

Bad prostate, Karl said.
It's not a big deal.

Kind of a big deal this time,
Melissa.

Karl was murdered.

Unscheduled stop.

Security system shut off.

We want to believe
you're not responsible.

But I'm responsible.

What?

I'm the reason why Karl's dead.

Heist crew just pulled off
another job.

Target was Payday Plus
near Village Park.

About 2:00 p.m., bomb exploded,

taking out a wall
between the store

- and neighboring restaurant.
- Any injuries?

Yeah, two employees were taken
to Aloha Memorial.

Three-man team pushed
through the wall,

forced the manager
to open the vault

and fled with nearly 400K.

Wow.

Let me guess. 90 seconds flat.

Looks like the same team

pulling off
an equally coordinated heist

while we were
still investigating the first.

Tell me what we know.

Well, the blast
took out the CCTV cameras,

but we got
some cell phone footage

from a customer
at the restaurant.

Can you play that back?

You see how they move?
It's a three-second rush.

One man's
always covering the others.

Individual movement technique.
That's military.

Learned it in Marine
field training.

Training may be a lead.

Jesse, look and see
if you can find

any similar heists
off the island.

Anything with flavor
of military tactics

- and hardware.
- All right, on it.

I've got Ernie pulling
security footage from the area.

Somebody planted that bomb
in the restaurant.

One of our heist team

- or another local accomplice.
- Yep.

Melissa's been in custody
since the first robbery,

but she may have details
on other suspects.

I'll have Lucy
talk to her again.

All right.

Headed to K-Bay.
You up for a ride?

Time to talk to Boom-Boom.

Hey!

Hey, what's a Boom-Boom?

Fire in the hole!

When dealing
with high explosives,

there are really
only two games in town.

Your typical plastics, like C-4,
which we just detonated.

You want a controlled
explosion--

say, take out the lock on
a door before a breach--

you want plastics.

It's also very stable.
Easy to transport.

Almost no chance
of unscheduled bangs.

If you want to take out
an entire building,

let the world know
you're there...

Fire in the hole!

TNT's your wingman.

Hey, no, don't throw that one
at me, please.

Our suspects used
TNT and lots of it.

50 pounds on the armored truck,
another 50 on the Payday wall.

TNT's highly regulated,

nearly impossible
to get legally.

Yeah, let alone transport.
Stuff's not exactly stable.

So how'd our guys
get theirs?

Well, based on chemical
analysis at the blast sites,

you got yourself some original
formula World War II-era TNT.

That's good, old-fashioned
American kick-ass.

Where would our suspects
get their hands

on World War II materials?

I'd look at Kahoolawe.

That island's littered
with antique ordnance.

I know because my unit's
been out there to clear 'em.

All right. Thank you, Boom-Boom.

Only Tennant can call me that.
Listen,

you can't
just row out there

and grab this stuff. It's
temperamental as hell.

Whoever got it knew
what they were doing.

Hey.

Aw, you look how I feel.

Thanks?

I just spent the
last few hours

scouring law enforcement databases

trying to find a heist crew
that resembles ours.

- No hits?
- I mean, I got

guys who use explosives,

guys who use assault weapons,

but nobody who mixed them

with these kind of results.

What's bothering you?

Got a call
from the medical examiner.

Our dead guard had traces of TNT
on his hands and clothes.

Well, that plus him being
seriously underwater financially

probably means
that Karl is our inside man.

That's what we call
a break, Luce.

Yeah. Yeah, makes it less likely
that Melissa was involved.

Unless they both were.

Karl was executed on the spot.

That's our heist crew
tying up loose ends.

But Melissa was spared.

What's that say to you?

Heist crew wants us
- to suspect her.
- Yeah.

And if she's innocent,
she could still help us

fill in the blanks with Karl.
Do you know where she is?

Not with her son
where she should be.

The FBI took her for
further questioning.

Well, we're lead
on this case, right?

So take the lead.

Go get her.

Oh. Whistler.

Sorry.

I'm just, uh,
looking for Tennant.

Okay. Well, she's around.

Uh, look, the, um...

the other night.

The Joint Terrorism
security brief.

You know what other night
I'm talking about.

When you threw yourself at me?

I'm sorry, it's
just like you said.

We can't do this again.

- Sure.
- We just need to forget
it ever happened.

- Bygones.
- I'm serious.

Me, too.

So, if you'll excuse me...

Whistler.

We're in the war room.

Kahoolawe. Smallest
of the main Hawaiian islands

and a bombing range
for the military until 1990.

Home to millions of pounds
of unexploded ordnance.

Government's
been cleaning it up for years,

but there's still
a lot of UXO

that dates all the way back
to World War II.

Island's over a hundred
miles from Oahu,

so our crew would need a boat,
pilot who knows the area.

Not to mention experience
in handling volatile explosives.

Well, I can't speak to that,
but I can show you this.

Captured ten days ago by NOAA.

Approached the island and stayed
about four hours before leaving.

Looks like a fishing boat.

Is there enough
to identify it?

Worth a college try.

I'm just running
an errand, Jesse.

I will be back,
and then we, uh,

can go fishing for boats.

Hey. I never expect you, son.

Hey, Pops.

Just, uh,

just got to grab something.

Thought you'd be
at the restaurant.

Oh, you come when you think
I'm not here.

- Should I take that personally?
- Dad,

- I don't want to fight, okay?
- Me, neither.

How about I go fix you
something for eat?

No, I can't. I, uh,

got to get back to work.

You taking your medication?

Of course.

Okay.

- What you looking for?
- Sleeping bag.

- Big blue one.
- From high school.

- Why?
- I'm, uh,

having a dispute
with my landlord.

Might've lost my housing,

so just until I figure out
what to do...

Do you want to stay here?

Wh-Where? Under the tree?

I could clean it out.

No. No, thank you, Dad.

You no be hardhead.

Why you no let me help you?

Well, I-I just need
the sleeping bag.

I wen give 'em away.

Your cousin 'Olina
needed for camp.

Plus, was causing clutter.

How could you tell?

If she was still around,

she would tell you to stay.

If she was still around,
I wouldn't have left.

Oh, that's good, Jules.

Might want to spread the silver
fish out just a little more.

Akule travel in schools.

Oh, I thought
they were bluefin tuna.

Which also travel in schools.

Oh.

Fourth grade ecosystems?

"Wonders of the Ocean."

Yeah, nice.
I was up until 4:00 a.m.

"helping" Gracie with that one.

I will not be up that late.

- And neither will you.
I got follow-up

on the Whistler intel.
You want to come in,

- or should I sanitize it?
- The latter.

We ID'd the boat.
It's a type mostly used

for multiday fishing charters.

Got plenty of range
to make the round trip.

You pulling a list
of locals on the island?

Yeah, new guy-- I mean, Kai--
and I are looking into it.

There's only about 20.

So you're thinking
some local fisherman

got caught up
with our heist crew?

The dead guard had debt issues.

I mean, the fishing biz
isn't what it used to be.

I'm sure a lot of these guys
could use the extra cash.

We're also looking for someone
with explosives training.

Not sure the boatman's
a logical choice,

but not impossible.

Thanks for the update.
I'll check in later.

Hi.

I know you weren't
expecting me. I'm sorry.

I, um... brought cake.

Hey, Julie.

Hi.

It's from Leonard's.

I passed it
after I sprung Melissa

from the FBI
and dropped her at home.

How's she doing?

She's a wreck.

You, too, huh?

Otherwise,
why would you bring me cake?

Her company suspended her.

She's probably gonna lose
her job.

Everyone suspects her.
I kind of did, too.

It might not be my fault,
but I didn't help.

You're gonna interview a lot
of witnesses in your career.

They're gonna be scared.
Confused. Angry.

It's up to you to learn
how to filter out what's useful

and what's emotion.

I remember my training.
Talk them through the facts.

I've taken her through her story
a dozen times.

She doesn't know anything.

About the attack.
But what about before?

If Karl was involved,
maybe she saw something.

Last thing she's gonna want
to do is talk to another cop.

You're not another cop, Lucy.

You're the one
who brought her home to her son.

But first...

...cake.

Next case we work should be
going after these charter owners

for their prices,
man. Criminal.

Hey, you have no idea
how expensive it is

to run a small
business here.

Equipment,
fuel costs. Rent.

You sort your rent
situation out?

I, um, tried
to find a place,

but housing on the island's
impossible these days.

Yeah, well, everybody
wants to live in paradise.

- Yeah.
- Ernie just sent
video footage

from the restaurant
next to the Payday Plus,

the site
of the second blast.

When did he go in?

20 minutes
before the explosion.

What, he looks familiar?

Lester Allyn.

Charter boat captain.

Maybe we make a
good team after all.

Yeah. Shucks.

And you ruined it.

Captain Lester's
got some money issues.

Boat and business
mortgaged to the hilt.

Yeah, same as
our guard Karl.

- There. There he is.
- Hey, Lester Allyn?

NCIS. Can we have a word?

Hey, Boom-Boom.

Sorry. Uh, Gates.

EOD covering a crime scene?

Uh, I'm a Marine reservist, kid.

Boom-Boom's day job
is with NCIS.

Hey, bro, doesn't like
being called that.

Oh, just don't like
it when you do.

I don't know you.

So, can we assume
it wasn't a coincidence

that Lester exploded
while trying to evade capture?

Uh...

Found remnants of a pressure
plate detonation device.

He stepped on it.
No more Lester.

So our heist
team set him up?

You're
in the conclusion business.

I'm in the explosive business.
And this one was

a classic World War II-era
2,4,6-trinitrotoluene.

How can you be sure?

Residue pattern.

It suggests the explosives
got wet on the boat,

which caused the
nitroglycerin to leach away.

Similar explosives to the ones
- used on our other robberies?
- Identical.

How many of these bombs
did they take off Kahoolawe?

Judging by the empty
casings we found

inside the boathouse,
there's another 50 pounds

of highly unstable TNT
out there.

Crew's clearly got plans

for another job.

Hey, this handiwork here

tell you anything
about these suspects?

Jesse, haven't
seen craftsmanship

like this pressure
plate since Iraq.

British SAS
written all over it.

Ah, Melissa came through.

Mm-hmm.

Took her to the field
where Karl relieved himself.

Figured it might help her
remember something new.

She said he wandered pretty far
from the truck. Showed me where.

Found this buried in a ravine,

well away
from where the truck stopped.

Take it to Ernie. He'll
- get something off it.
- Mm-hmm.

Hey.

Nice job.

Captain Milius.

Special Agent.

Tara.

Excuse me?

Her last name.

First name Lucy.

I knew that.

I didn't know that.

Thank you.

You here about an update?

Two robberies. Two murders.
Three massive explosions.

Chain of command
breathing down your neck

about their stolen money?

Technically,
the Thai government's

twice-stolen money.

It'd help
if I wasn't getting all my intel

from the nightly news,
so I guess I'm wondering

how you think
the investigation is going.

About how investigations go.

When exactly does the solving
the crime part come in?

It's a little like pornography.

We'll know it when we see it.

Not sure the metaphor's
gonna fly with the admiral.

He's more of a defined outcomes
kind of guy.

Look,
we've done this dance before.

"It's not just my job
on the line

but yours, my whole team's."

We're just worried.

And I would say understandably.

Let me do the worrying.

I'll let you know
when it's your turn.

Hey. Everything's pointing

towards military training
with these guys.

Boom-Boom said
that the booby trap

could be
British Special Forces,

so I expanded the search
internationally

and found a series
of heists in Europe.

Diamonds in Antwerp.

Casino haul in Monte Carlo.

Currency slotted
for destruction in Munich.

Yeah. In each of these cases,
they made off

with $5 million-plus in cash
or easy to monetize assets.

Local police were left

with a trail
of dead accomplices.

But our crew's haul
was barely seven figures.

Yeah, that's their thing.

This crew does a handful
of smaller jobs first.

Gets the cops chasing
their own tails.

Gives this crew
a chance to slip in

- and pull off the big score.
- Mm-hmm.

Okay, we have a pattern.

Any suspects?

Interpol managed
to ID one suspect

from the Antwerp job.

William Strafford,
British SAS.

Yeah, served in Iraq.

Worked risk management
for Newcastle Protections.

- A security specialist.
- Trained

in urban combat,
explosives, intelligence.

He's got all the skills.
Where is this guy?

Off the grid after Antwerp.

What about the
rest of his team?

No likely suspects
in his SAS unit,

but Strafford was attached

to a classified
special operations unit in Iraq.

International coalition

including Australian
and French forces.

All right. Well, see if any
of these guys had trouble

adjusting to civilian life.

I'm gonna have Lucy
compile a list

of high-value targets
here on the islands

just in case they're aimed
at something bigger.

All right.

Bro. You're here late.

You mean early.

Well, it's early today, but
if you sleep in the office

and shower in the locker room,

it's really just an extension
of yesterday.

Well, we didn't sleep here.
We napped.

Well, semantics, Kai.

Midnight to 7:00 a.m. two
nights in a row isn't napping.

Look, I get it. You,
uh, you like your dog.

Look,

we just

trying to figure out...

Figure out my living situation.

Well, squatting
in the break room

isn't living, my friend.

Hey, you want a place
- to stay, just ask.
- No.

No, I'm not one to impose.

Want me to ask around
for sublets?

Thank you, but, uh, I've
been taking care of myself

a long time. I got this.

You think being self-sufficient
keeps you above the fray.

You don't owe anyone anything,
and they don't owe you.

But that just makes you a man
alone on an island with his dog.

A metaphorical island.

'Cause, obviously,
we're all on a...

real island.

The point is, uh,

you're bumming us out.

"Us"?

"Us" as in, like, like,
everyone? Like, Tennant, too?

If I were you,

I'd figure this out
sooner than later.

Just-just... Okay, wait.

Help me understand why-why
me sleeping here all night

is a problem, but for you,
it's okay. Is that...?

I don't sleep here. I work.

For instance, while you
and Inoki snored away,

I reconstructed
Karl's phone,

which may have given us
a lead on our suspects.

Oh, you-you can have the rest
if you want.

We contacted banks,

insurance companies
and auction houses

to gather a list of
high-value assets on the island.

Eliminated items that would
be difficult to unload

or too hot
once they were stolen.

That still left
11 possible targets.

All right, we need to
narrow it down further.

$5 million-plus and anything
who's set to move soon

or whose protection would
be recently affected

by the previous heists.

- Will do.
We also got a hit

on Lieutenant Henri Martin.

Former French commando.

Served with Strafford.
Had a hard time

reentering civilian life.
In and out of jail.

He just arrived in Oahu

on "vacation."Where is he now?

Uh, best guess?

Chinatown.

How do you know?

Karl's burner phone

only had a couple calls
in the last few days,

and I just got a ping
from one of the numbers.

Encrypted phone. It just
keeps going on and off-line,

but I've been able to find it
every time it comes back.

Honolulu National's
in Chinatown.

That's on your list.

Received a federal cash deposit
this week

topping $7 million.

Lucy, call it in.

Jesse and Ernie,

you're with me.

Not sure this, uh,
fits exactly right.

You know, I don't usually
go out in the field,

and by "usually," I mean "ever."

Yeah, well, we need you to track
these guys in real time.

Don't want a dropped call
with 50 pounds of TNT

roaming through the
- city, all right?
- Okay.

Any updates?

Yep. About 45 yards

from our position
and heading straight for the... There.

Guy in the coat.

Jesse, cover the other entrance.
Wait for backup.

This is a robbery!

Everybody,
stay where you are!

Nobody move!

Down! You, down! Don't move!

Lady! On the ground.

Down. Okay.

You, too.

Facial recognition.
Just in case.

Stay where you are.

Sir?

Everyone's gonna stay calm.

No one's getting hurt.

You want to be in charge?

Take the money
from the vault.

Put it in the bag.

Okay, we're federal agents,
not bank employees.

I'm not authorized
to handle the money.

But I can take this bag
to the manager.

I'm Eli Kealoha.

- Assistant manager.
Will you just
give him the bag?

Everybody else,

- down on the ground! Down!
- Eli, listen.

You and me are gonna
keep everyone calm,

okay?
Just follow instructions.

Come on! Come on!

Open this door.

All right, money in the
bag. Money in the bag.

Okay.

We did what you wanted.

What happens next?

I leave.

My colleagues are waiting for me
outside in a van.

There's no van.
And even if there was,

HPD's locking
this whole thing down right now.

Okay. His name
is Hugh Lowry.

He's in the federal database.
Private contractor,

explosives disposal.
Has a lien on his house.

Jesse, he's not supposed
to have a way out.

He's a diversion.

Get back to the asset list
and find the real target.

You want me to leave you
in there?

There's nothing else
you can do except get Lucy

and find the heist team.

Hugh Lowry.

Right?

H-H-How do you know my name?

I know everything, Hugh.

You're working
with guys from Europe.

They took you to Kahoolawe

on Lester Allyn's boat

to get explosives.

- Okay, shut up!
Promised you this

would be easy,

help you out
with your money troubles.

They lied.

There's no van.

And, as you can hear,

HPD is already on the scene.

You're a distraction

to another job.

You're just trying
to get in my head.

They already killed
two other accomplices.

What, you're just
leaving her there?

That's what Tennant wants.

But what I need is
the real target.

We're looking
for anything that's vulnerable

because HPD is evacuating
Chinatown as we speak.

- Tears of the Sea.
Tears of the what?

Black pearl necklace.
Handed down through generations

of Hawaiian royalty.

Culturally priceless
and financially worth

probably more than anything else
- on our list.
All right.

We're only gonna get one chance
at this.

This is a prize, Jesse.
It's being moved

from the Bishop Museum today.

Only item on our list
with private security

- and HPD escort.
Which will be diverted

because HPD's responding
to the bank robbery.

Great work, Lucy.
Tell me where we're going.

It isn't supposed to go
- this way.
- Hugh, listen to me.

Listen. Hugh, look at me.

I don't want you to die.
Let us help.

Yeah, you want to help me?

We do. Right, Ernie?

Yes. Definitely, yes.

Such an idiot!

I-I-I got to get out
of this thing.

I-I don't want to... No. No. No, no, no. No. No.

That vest.
Like Lester Allyn's boat.

Any false move and...

Okay, okay,
get Boom-Boom on the phone.

Hugh, new plan. Don't touch

the vest. I'm not gonna
touch it, either.

Right here with you.
Give me your hand.

Okay. Okay. Okay.

The people you're working for

promised you that this vest
wouldn't hurt you.

But you can't know that.

- Oh, God. Oh, God.
- We're gonna fix this, okay?

H-How?

Um, we, uh, we...

we need some images to send back
to HQ. Get a quick consult.

Y-You're gonna fix this
with pictures?

X-rays, actually.

Just, um...

I brought this in case we
came up against a bomb.

What do you got?

All of them
look the same to me, man.

Bunch of crazy wires.
- I hope it makes sense to you.
It doesn't, really.

Ernie, you got to get in closer.

How much closer?

Can you get me a shot looking
lengthwise across the detonator?

And don't be coy, Ernie.
If this thing

goes off,
a few steps here or there

won't make a bit of... Boom-Boom, we can all hear you.

It looks like the bomb

is designed to go off
as soon as he removes it.

Ernie, we'll need to rewire
a loop around the detonator.

Isn't there a red wire, blue
wire kind of thing we can do?

That's only in the movies,
Ernie. In the real world,

bombs are complex
electrical devices that provide

power to a detonator.

Oh, wait, like the...
like the power system

that runs a drive in a computer.

I got this.

Hey.

Look at me. Look at me.

Okay.

These men who hired you,

they convinced you
to do this job.

How?

They, uh...

They said no one gave a crap
about me in the world.

You got this, Ernie.

Hugh, I'm still with you,
okay? You're doing great.

What else did they say?

That they understood.

They could help.

-- Okay.

Okay, Boom-Boom,
you seeing what I'm seeing?

Yeah.

Unbelievable.

Wh-What-What's going on?

- What is it?
Right here.

They understood, right?

They understood 'cause they know
what it feels like

to be left behind.

Uh... yeah.

Am I doing this, Boom-Boom?

You're doing it.

- Doing what? Doing what?
- Hugh, look at me.

These men.

Did they ask for anything else?

Hugh.

Anything else?

Nice and steady, Ernie.

They wanted a plane.

What just happened?

Nothing.

Movie bomb.

It was a fake.

Nice work, Ernie.

Those last 50 pounds of TNT
are still out there.

Jesse?

What do you know?

Tears of the Sea

left the Bishop Museum
while we were at the bank.

I'm five out from their route.

We tried contacting
the security team, but no luck.

Heist team took out the SUV.
They moved in fast.

Got the Tears of the Sea.

I'm sure our team's
getting off island as we speak.

They had Hugh Lowry charter
a plane at Kualoa Airfield.

That's their escape plan.
Tennant's on the way.

Copy. Lucy, let's go.

I'm here.

- You got a visual?
- They're on the leeward side

of the hangar. A small jet.

Tail sign starts "XP124."

Got it.

Light 'em up.

Our pleasure, boss.

All right, all units. All units,
let's roll. Let's roll.

This is the police!
Get down on the ground

with your hands on your head.

So much for the
element of surprise!

We're not the surprise!

Ah!

Henri's down.

Leave him!

Federal agent.
Hands where I can see them.

Ernie...

Hey.

Dude, I-I heard you were
clutch in the field today.

How you feel?
It's like...

showing up at
death's door

and realizing you
didn't bring a gift.

Uh...

I was... Hey, I been thinking
about this morning.

Me, too.

And I've changed
since then.

Life's too short
to judge other people.

Just need to
take care of me

and let you
take care of you.

Doesn't make you
any less right.

I've been stubborn.

So, I was...

Yes, Kai.

Offer still stands.

You can move in with me.

No, that's...

That's not what I was gonna say.

Oh.

Yeah.

It's just that, um,

I plan
to put Inoki someplace

until I just, I figure out
this whole apartment thing.

And thank you. Thank you.

I mean, it's nothing personal.

Why would I take it personal?

No reason.

Like...

I'll see you later.

Yeah.

Hey. You're his better half.

Don't let him tell you
otherwise.

Ooh, okay, get this.

Not only did Melissa
get reinstated at work,

she also got a reward
from her company

for helping find
that burner phone.

Are you getting a cut?
No.

But she invited me to her
son's birthday next month.

Superman'll be there.

Well, hopefully
you'll think twice

before you sell yourself
short again.

Come on.

Be done with work now.

I want to celebrate.
Ginza.

- My treat.
Oh.

Where are
we going?

Oh, you...
You wouldn't like it.

It's too much fun and
not at all professional.

You know, I got a hard out
to tuck the kids into bed.

But, um, text me the details.

Mm-hmm.

Okay. What is your problem?

Oh, I don't have one.

You made it clear

that we're not going
to be friends or...

whatever.

Means you don't get to go
to the cool bar.

You know,

I actually feel sorry for you.

- You feel sorry for me?
- Yeah.

Because I'm amazing

and you're
totally missing out.

Should hold him over
for the rest of the week.

And I'll be back
with some more.

Or you could just
stay here, too.

No, I don't need to.

Uh, just...

just Inoki.

And I'm gonna be
at the apartment I rented,

just until I find another place.

Just-just let me do it
this way, okay?

Yeah, don't worry.
We'll be fine.

I know.

You've always been
good with dogs.

Dogs are easy. Yeah.

You can always tell
what they need from you.

I'll stop by tomorrow.

We'll be here.

- So...

pornography?

Yes.

Case closed.
Money recovered.

Bad guys in jail.

And you saved
Tears of the Sea.

A win for
the island, too.

You... gonna
give me a medal?

No. But... brought
you some coffee.

It's 8:00. It's a little late
for caffeine.

Which is why
I also brought decaf,

green tea,

sparkling water.

Is this coming
from you or Pac Fleet?

Is there a right answer?

Green tea, please.

Thought maybe we could
drink these together.

Enjoy the stars.

That is literally
the last thing

I expected to come
out of your mouth.

Well, I...

How about you walk me
to my car, Captain?

Yes. Sure.

You can, uh,

clues, theory,
information, etcetera.

Uh, well,
one of my people

defused a bomb
in front of me today.

Really?

It mean, it was fake, but...

still pretty cool.

Wow.

Today I made some game
time scheduling decisions

about painting ships,
so, you know--

same, same.