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Well, it's been
a very emotional week

here at the Hammerade Air Races.

Through it all, we've seen
some incredible flying.

We still have
one final run to go.

And here comes our pilot now.

And there's the smoke
as he begins the first lap,

coming through the chicane.

♪ Or the track leading
down to the beach... ♪

He's pushing up against
that 200-knot starting speed,

but he's got to watch his
altitude. And it looks like...

yes, he's a little late
with the turn.

That's gonna carry over
to gate three.

He's got to make up
the time, and... oh,

it looks like he has just made
the correct level for gate five.

He's got his wings
nicely leveled.

Now, we don't know much
about this new pilot,

but if he's anything
like the old Shadow Baron,

he could be the dark horse
in this race.

♪ You're driving too fast ♪

♪ You went straight
past the curve ♪

♪ And you never go back ♪

♪ Driving too fast ♪

♪ The road was a blur and... ♪

Danny?

Danny, you there?
Pick up, Danny.

♪ Driving too fast,
hang on to the wheel... ♪

I got you, babe.
What's the matter?

Nothing's wrong.
How's my time?

Time? I... Your time's fine.

What does it...
what does it matter?

Matters to me.

You know, Steve,
the only thing you had to do

was put the plane up in the air.
That's it. Nothing else.

Okay?
Hold that thought.

Into the second lap now,
and there...

that's a very nice, controlled
turn through gate two.

I'm getting
motion sickness

just watching this.

Better watch your feet,
'cause I may boot.

Jerry, these are new shoes.

If you puke on them,
I will hurt you.

Now, every time those wings

are not completely level,
when he's not centered up

going through those gates,
it's gonna be harder not to clip

one of those pylons.

And now coming towards eight...

Oh, that was very close.

- All right!
- An inch higher,

and he would have been
in the red band.

And now just two more gates.

As long as he flies clean,
he can pull off

a respectable time, and... oh!

He just clipped the pylon.

Looks like he couldn't adjust
for those north headwinds,

and it looks like he's having

some trouble
with the turbulence.

He's got to straighten out
the wings.

Steve? Steve?

Steve!
Oh, my God.

If he doesn't
get level, he's gonna risk

hitting the water
at 175 knots, and...

he's struggling.

And it looks like... Oh, my God,

he's losing control
of the plane!

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♪ Ooh, yeah ♪
♪ Sun kissing in the morning ♪

♪ Ooh, yeah ♪
♪ Sun kissing you right now ♪

♪ Ooh, yeah ♪
♪ Sun kissing in the morning ♪

♪ And we'll be kissing
till the sun goes down ♪

Look at that.

Is that Rockin' Ronnie Turner
right there?

Dude...

Ensign McGarrett.

“Ensign McGarrett.”
What's it been, 15 years?

- Give or take. Give or take.
- Buddy.

You look good, man.

You, too.
Danny Williams, my partner.

Nice to meet you.
Same here.

I was just telling Danny
on the way over, this guy was

the best mechanic
we ever had on base,

and-and probably the best
mechanic I ever met.

- I learned a lot from this man.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Hey, you and your
dad ever get

that old Mercury
out there on the road?

Nah, man, we never
really got there.

Oh, that's a shame.
What brings you to the island, man?

Well, I'm here for the
Hammerade Air Races.

I've been one of their chief
mechanics the last ten years.

Hey, I heard one
of your pilots

crashed the other day.
Is that right?

Yeah, that's actually why
I asked you here.

I need your help.

That pilot
was my pilot.

His plane nose-dived into the
water during a training session,

and, uh, he was killed
on impact.

I'm sorry, Ronnie.

What was his name?
Jason Sachs.

But the public knew him
as the Shadow Baron.

Shadow Baron, huh?

It was his alter ego.

The races are like, uh,
pro wrestling.

All the pilots
have fake personas.

The Crimson Ace.

Uh, Midnight Flyer.

Amelia Sweetheart.
A lot of showmanship.

But the flying's
all legit.

Jason's angle
was anonymity.

Always wore a helmet.

Never showed his face.

Didn't talk much.

Figured, uh,
the more mysterious he was,

the more interesting he'd be.

So, what do you
need from us?

I'd like for you to look
into the crash.

Right.
That's, um...

that's NTSB's thing.

Yeah. And they've been
investigating.

But they only just fished
Jason's plane

out of the water yesterday,
and I'm already hearing

they're going to declare
this thing pilot error.

You don't agree with that,
obviously.

Not for a second.
Could've been anything.

You know, a defective part,
design flaw.

Hell, sabotage, for all I know.

You got any evidence
to back these theories up?

NTSB won't let me
near the wreckage.

Well, if they've seen the plane
and you have not, why, uh...

why not just take
their word for it?

Jason was the best pilot
I've ever seen.

This guy came out of
nowhere five years ago.

No military background.

Never flew any
commercial aircraft.

But he could do anything
in the sky.

Up there, he was ice cold.

You know, no mistakes.

There's no way this
was pilot error.

Ronnie, I got to
ask you something.

Is it possible this
could have been mechanical?

You know me, Steve.

There's no way I would ever
let anything leave the ground

I wouldn't fly myself.
Right.

Hammerade and the pilot do one
final inspection the day of.

But I looked that plane over
myself the night before.

Nose to rudder.

That thing was clean.

Look, I know you guys

don't normally
do stuff like this,

but Jason was a good guy

with a wife and
little boy.

The NTSB declares this
crash pilot error,

insurance won't pay
his family a dime.

Neither will Hammerade.

They'll be left with nothing.

It's tragic.

It could have been
worse, though.

If this had happened
closer to shore,

during the actual race,

there could have been
dozens of casualties.

Agent Callaghan,
where are you guys at

with the investigation?

Our preliminary
investigation

should be
wrapping up soon.

But at this point,

all indications are
this was pilot error.

Okay, it's a little
early to make

a call like that,
though, right?

This wasn't a 747
that just dropped off the radar.

It's a little more cut and dry
when you're dealing

with an aircraft
like this.

Believe me, I've been
covering these races

for NTSB since '06.

When you've seen as many
of these incidents

as I have, you recognize
when it's the plane

and when it's the pilot.

Now, we're gonna ship the
wreckage back to D.C.

for further analysis,
but otherwise,

we should be done
in the next day or two.

Oh...

Have all the pieces
been recovered?

There are a few components
that are still unaccounted for.

Uh... couple left-wing bolts,
uh, part of the landing gear,

the trim tab.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Trim tab?
You don't have the trim tab?

We're confident the conclusion

will be the same
with or without it.

I-I don't know too much
about planes.

What's a trim tab?

Tr-Trim tab is the
rudder of the plane.

It goes right here. If anything
were to happen mechanically

to this thing up in the air,
the pilot would lose

control of the plane.
Isn't that right?

So, without
that piece,

pretty hard to come to a
real conclusion, right?

I'm sure you gentlemen
have closed plenty of cases

despite not having access

to every piece
of potential evidence.

We work with the
clues that we have.

Okay.
Maybe you can, uh,

do something else for us.

We'd like to see
the cockpit video

if that's not too much trouble.

You're welcome to put in
a request to review any footage

after the investigation
is complete.

You're in charge
of this investigation, right?

Yes.
Okay.

All I'm asking is for you

to cut through a little
red tape

and let us see that video
as a professional courtesy.

Look, don't take this
the wrong way,

Commander, Detective,

but unless a crime
has been committed,

we're the sole investigators
on this case.

That means that we don't have
to share anything with anyone.

Especially if you're gonna
come in here

and question my team's work.

But I would be
more than happy

to keep you guys in the loop
from here on out.

As a... professional courtesy.

Now, unless there's
something else,

I've got to get back to work.

No, go ahead, man.

We'll, uh, see ourselves out.

Thanks.
Yeah.

You know what I think?

I think that you being
exposed to that radiation

is the best thing to
ever happen to you.

Oh, this should be good.
No, no, no, look at this.

Peter Parker, right?
He gets bit

by a radioactive spider,
turns into a superhero.

You, a superhero,
you, uh,

get hooked up with
some radiation,

and you turn into a
human being, huh?

What's your point?

Pre-radioactive Steve

would have punched that guy
right in the mouth.

Proud of you.

Oh, you think I didn't want
to punch him in the mouth?

Let me tell you something,
this guy making a call like that

without a crucial piece
of evidence,

one of two things--
either he's a complete idiot,

or he's hiding something.

Hey, so where
were you this morning?

I called to see if you
wanted to go for a paddle.

Yeah, I went to see my parents.

How'd that go?

My dad and I had
some scintillating eye contact.

Scintillating?

Yeah. I'm showing off.

So, your mom must have been
happy to see you.

I waited an hour.

She never showed.

So it was just you
and your dad, then?

I guess.

You must have talked
about something.

Yeah.
When he emptied his drink,

he mentioned wanting to put
a garbage can on the porch.

Yeah.

What's the deal between you two?

He didn't want me to enlist.

Wait, but wasn't he
in the Navy, too?

That's the reason why.

It's complicated.
Trust me.

I get complicated.

Yeah, see, your
brother, my father--

they'd probably
get along just great.

Hold on.

Everything okay?

Yeah. It's McGarrett.

I'm getting called
off the bench.

Big-league playa.

Yeah, hardly.

I'm really sorry.
I have to go.

See, I can't wait
to say that.

Well, be careful
what you wish for.

All right.

We'll finish
this conversation later.

All right. Shoots.

Since the NTSB
wouldn't give you guys access

to the cockpit footage,

I scoured YouTube looking
for video of the crash.

Unfortunately,
there weren't too many people

on a closed beach watching

a practice flight at
7:00 in the morning.

This is all I could find.

So, how does this work?

It's like Indy 500 in the sky.

This is the
practice run.

It takes place a couple
days before the timed heat.

All right, the pilots

have to maneuver
their planes

between those pylons

at a certain height,
all right?

Any of them fly outside
of the designated window

or clip a pylon,
it's a time penalty.

Wait a minute.
That's weird.

Jason's plane should have banked
left to make the next gate.

Maybe this is where
something went wrong.

Jerry, play it back.

So, what, you
think that trim thing

you were
talking about

caused the crash?
It's possible.

Maybe it didn't open,

or it came loose
during the flight.

I can't tell from this footage,
but you know what?

Ronnie said that the same
company that made this plane

had trouble with the trim tabs

on a bunch of other planes
they made.

The only way we can tell
if that's the case

in this instance
is by finding that trim tab.

Well, you said the NTSB guys
took a couple of days

to drag that wreckage
out of there, didn't you?

- Yeah.
- Well, then isn't it possible

somebody just dove down there,

knew what they were looking for
and grabbed it?

Sure. Anything's possible.

Including the “S” word?

The “S” word?

Yeah, you know-- “sabotage.”

Oh, that “S” word. Yeah.

Sabotage, Jerry?

Yeah, like someone messed
with this guy's plane on purpose.

I know what the
word means, Jerry.

Wait a minute.

Actually, he may be
on to something.

Air racing
is a very competitive sport.

There's loads
of prize money at stake.

It's possible that somebody
got sick of Jason Sachs

winning it all the time.

I looked at Jason Sachs'
autopsy report.

Cause of death
was blunt abdominal trauma.

I'm guessing
that's pretty consistent

with most crash victims.

Correct.

Well, how was his general
health otherwise?

Did he have any kind
of a preexisting thing

that might have flared up
at the wrong time?

Based on the medical reports,

Mr. Sachs
was in excellent health.

And his tox screen was negative
for any drugs or alcohol.

So there's nothing

that could have happened
to him physically

that might have led
to the crash?

Not quite.

Flying at g-force speeds can put

a tremendous amount of stress
on the human body.

At four g's, most people tend
to lose consciousness.

During a race,
pilots like Mr. Sachs

can pull up to ten g's.

Really? Okay, well,
then how come

all these air jockeys
aren't blacking out

and just dropping out
of the sky, then?

They take certain
precautions--

utilize special
breathing techniques,

wear antigravity suits.

But they're still taking a
huge risk when they're up there.

Hold your breath for a
millisecond in that environment,

and your brain can shut down.

Okay. Well, with all the damage
that Jason's body sustained,

is there a possibility
that the M.E.

who conducted this autopsy

might have missed some of
the signs of oxygen deprivation?

Given the extent of the damage,
yeah, I'd say possible.

Doc, I need you
to do me a favor.

Do you think you can go back

and double-check the math
on this thing?

Maybe conduct a second autopsy
and see what we get from there?

Jason always felt
more comfortable

in the air than on the ground.

His father had him
flying crop dusters

by the time he was a teenager.

How'd you guys meet?

I was working at a bar
in Puerto Palomas,

near the U.S. border.

He came in for a
drink one night,

and we started talking.

He was wearing this old
brown leather jacket

that belonged to his father.

He always wore it
when he flew.

He said it brought him luck.

He loaned it to me that night.

He was flying out,
so I tried to refuse,

but he said he didn't want me
to be cold on my way home.

And then he smiled.

And I just knew.

He came back
a few times after that.

Back then, I was
with someone else.

Someone who didn't
treat me well.

One day, I was at work,

and I heard a plane
land in the field.

It was Jason.

He told me to get in.

I was terrified.

But Jason, he was always
so sure of himself.

Once he made up his mind
to do something, he did it.

So I got in.

And we flew over the
border to Texas.

And I never looked back.

Elena...

Did Jason have any...

problems with any
of the other pilots?

Any rivalries?

No. Most of the pilots
stage rivalries for publicity.

Mm-hmm.
Maybe a couple of them don't get along,

but no one had a
problem with Jason.

Okay, but...

the day of...
the day of the crash,

was there anything
that-that could have

distracted Jason
during that practice flight?

Like what?

He was always
so focused out there.

I don't know.

Did anything unusual
happen that day?

What?

That morning,
we were going out for breakfast

before the practice run.

Tomás was fussing, so I told
Jason to meet us outside.

When we went downstairs,
I saw Jason talking to a man.

He walked away
before we got there,

but I could tell he was upset.

I asked Jason who he was,

but he said there was
a misunderstanding.

Okay.

You okay?

Yeah.

You know, they say every
murder has two victims.

The deceased and the family
they leave in the wake.

It's good to care, Tani.

Should I see
if Jerry can pull up

the hotel's security footage,

see if we can I.D.
this mystery guy

that Jason was talking to?

That's a good idea.
See if we can figure out

what that conversation
was about.

It's Ronnie.

Hey, Ronnie.
Hey, we just spoke to Elena.

Steve, I found it.

What? What'd you find?

The trim tab.

What?

How'd you get that?

One of the Hammerade
race technicians

fished it out of the ocean.

What, and he just
gave it to you?

Not exactly.

What'd you do, Ronnie?

Look, Jason was like

a brother to me, Steve.

I don't have
to explain that to you.

Don't move, all right?
We're on the way.

Those look like
government plates.

Can't be good.

Yo.

NTSB was just here.

They confiscated the tab

before I could get
a good look at it.

I don't even know
how they knew I was here.

Callaghan's boys must
have been keeping an eye

on you and anybody
else on Jason's team.

I'm sorry. I shouldn't
have let them take it.

You didn't exactly
have a choice, Ronnie.

What do we do now?

You still got that technician?

Hey.

Can see why you two
were friends.

Isaiah Phillips.

Been with the Hammerade
Air Races since 2014.

You were with the
Reno Air Races

before that
for six years.

Rumor has it, though,

you were fired
after two planes went down

due to mechanical problems
that you missed

during your final inspection.

All right, here's
what I'm thinking.

You know the history
with these trim tabs.

Right? So you must
have known

there was something wrong
with the one

on Jason's plane,
which is why his plane crashed

in the ocean.
Okay?

Now, of course,

it was up to you
to spot any problems--

which you didn't
because you got sloppy again.

So now it's CYA time,
isn't it?

So you go fish the trim tab
out of the water.

That way, nobody knows
that your third screwup

in nine years
cost a man his life.

All right, yeah.

The way that plane
spun out of control,

I knew there had to have been
something wrong

with one of the tabs--
something I should have caught.

But I'm not the only one
responsible for what happened.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, we know.

The-the company
that made Jason's plane--

they're the big villains
in all this, da-da-da, right?

Not this time.

What do you mean?

Those other tabs that failed
were made

from an alloy that would heat up

whenever the planes
hit a certain speed.

The heat would cause
the tab to warp.

But the tabs on Jason's
were standard steel.

He wouldn't have had
the same problem.

What are you saying?
This was a mechanical issue?

I don't think so.

See, I got a good look
at that tab

before your crazy friend
showed up.

I think somebody messed with it.

You're saying it's sabotage.

Yeah.

Tani.

You buy any of that?

I don't know.

I mean, even if it was sabotage,
doesn't get this guy

off the hook.

I know.
Why would he lie, though?

I know.

NTSB just held
a press conference.

They announced their ruling
on the crash.

What did they say?

Earlier this week,
we pulled the wreckage

of Jason Sachs' plane
out of Waikiki Bay,

where it crashed
during a practice run

for this week's
Hammerade Air Race.

After analysis of the aircraft,

as well as the cockpit
and the exterior footage

in the moments
leading up to the tragedy,

we've concluded that the crash
was caused by pilot error.

Son of a bitch.

Mr. Sachs, known to most by
his alias “the Shadow Baron,”

was a well-respected aviator

with thousands of hours
of flight time...

It looks like we may have
another government cover-up.

All right.
We got to get our hands

on that trim tab,
do our own analysis.

That's the only way we're gonna

figure out
what actually happened.

Will the NTSB allow that?
I highly doubt it.

I can call the governor,

see if she can help.
And if she can't?

If she can't, we're gonna have
to figure out something else.

Thank you.

Norman Andrews?

Captain Lou Grover.

That's Detective
Danny Williams.

We're both with Five-O.

What do you want?

We just want to talk to you
about a conversation you had

with Jason Sachs the other day.

Ten years ago,
this guy comes to me

with an investment opportunity.

Says he's working
on the next Google, and he...

he shows me the business plans,
the algorithm.

He says I can get in
on the ground floor,

make a fortune, so...

I invested my entire
life savings,

and that bastard ran
off with every penny.

Guy's name was Jason Sachs.

I looked for that son of a bitch
for a few years,

but he disappeared.

But a couple months ago,

I catch this
“behind the scenes” clip

of the Air Races on YouTube,

and in the background
there he was--

the guy that ripped me off.

He's wearing the...
the Shadow Baron outfit,

but he had his helmet off.

So I did some digging,

confirmed his name
was Jason Sachs.

So I flew over here and
tracked him down to his hotel.

And that's where you
confronted him.

All right, what'd he say?

Not much,
'cause he didn't have to.

'Cause he wasn't the Jason Sachs
who ripped me off.

So you see
this guy in a clip,

he looks exactly like
the guy that ripped you off,

he's got the same name,
but it's... it's not him?

They were dead ringers
except when it came to height.

Two guys with the
same name, same face?

Wh-What are the odds
of that, right?

Just tell Governor Mahoe
I need to see her

as soon as she's back
in the office, please.

Yes. No, it is time-sensitive.

You know what? Uh...

Forget it. Thank you.

Excuse me, Tani?

Could I see you in my office,
please, for a sec?

Yeah.

Hi.
Hi.

What's up?

You want
to explain this?

Oh, my God.
Is that the trim tab?

It is.

Great.
Yeah.

You know how
it got on my desk?

You're saying it was just here
when you came in?

Uh-huh.

That's so weird.

It is, isn't it?

Yeah.
Very weird.

So you have no idea
how it got here?

I don't know.

But, um...

don't look a gift horse
in the mouth, right?

Right.

Okay.

Is there anything else?

No. Do me a favor, will you?

Take this down
to the crime lab, and...

see what they can tell us.

Okay, yeah. Will do.

Hey, Tani?

You're fitting in
just fine around here.

Mahalo.

Okay, so check this out.

See that discoloration
on the tab?

That's fresh paint right there.

Now, see these grooves?

Those were made
a couple of days ago.

Okay, so what...
what does it all mean?

All right, these
screw threadings,

they've been ground
down to almost nothing.

Now, normally, it would be
due to wear and tear,

but these markings,

they're too precise.

This was done with a tool
of some kind.

And then with
the paint,

whoever did this

was trying to cover up
the work they did.

Right, so you're saying
that somebody

tampered with the screws,

loosening them
so that the trim tab

would come off
during the practice run.

Somebody wanted to make sure

this was Jason's last flight.

What the hell is this?

Agent Callaghan.

You're under arrest

for obstruction of justice.

After you.

You tried to cover up
what really happened.

That's a... that's
a serious offense.

You understand that, right?

We have a difference of opinion
over what happened.

You say it was sabotage.

I don't agree.

That's hardly
a cover-up.

Okay. Tani, why don't you
tell him what we know.

Sure. So, we looked
into Hammerade's financials,

and it turns out that they
were paying a lot of money

to an anonymous shell company
in the Virgin Islands.

That same shell also
controlled a trust in Bermuda.

A trust that linked
back to you.

And so those payments,
they started

back in the fall of 2010,

which was the same time
that the NTSB assigned you

to oversee Hammerade's races.

So, what's the deal?

Hammerade keeps you
on a retainer, and in turn,

you squash anything
that comes up

that's bad for the brand?
Is that right?

Like, for example,

a pilot's sabotaged plane

going down
during a practice run.

Why-why you smiling?

Yeah, you should be

proud of yourself.
You just tried

to screw over a widow
and her child to save

a multi-million-dollar
company a PR headache.

Well done.

Okay.

There are a lot of people
involved in this

who are guilty of something,
Commander.

Okay.

Someone sabotaged
Jason Sachs's plane.

Isaiah Phillips
failed to catch it.

I covered it up.

But let's not
forget your team.

Go on.

You're in possession
of one trim tab--

a piece of evidence
in a federal investigation.

Evidence that was
illegally seized

from a federal
facility

by someone connected
to your task force.

You really think that there
won't be a fallout from that?

See, you try to
bring me down,

and I'll make sure our agency

holds every member
of Five-O responsible

for interfering
with a government inquiry.

Okay, you done?

Good.

That trim tab was on my desk
when I walked into my office.

How it got there, I don't know.

Really?

Yeah.

And-and who, pray tell,
left it there?

The-the evidence fairy?

Maybe.

You really expect my people

to believe
you didn't steal it?

Yes, I do.

Because that's the truth.

Ain't that right, Tani?

Yes, sir.

Norman Andrews'
story checks out.

It seems he was indeed scammed
by a different Jason Sachs.

So Norman Andrews
is not our killer.

That is correct.

But something
was kind of eating at me,

so I had Jerry
dig a little deeper.

That Jason Sachs--
Norman Andrews' Jason Sachs--

was killed in a car accident
six years ago.

Okay.

All right. Go on.

This got me
to thinking.

Here we have a pilot
who was about the closest thing

to a real-life Racer X
of the sky,

and this pilot also has
the name and the likeness

of a dead guy?

I don't think so.

Anyway, I had Noelani
run our Jason Sachs's prints,

and guess what.

Jason Sachs is as big an alias
as “the Shadow Baron.”

Because, according to CODIS,

our Jason Sachs's real name
is Luke Nixon.

Okay, so our victim,

aka Luke Nixon,

stole the late
Jason Sachs' identity.

Is that right?

I mean, well, it's not like
he was using it, but yeah.

It looks like our
victim was really

trying to hide from something.
Or someone.

Either way, I think this whole
thing's connected to the DEA.

Why?
Because the DEA

arrested Luke Nixon in 2009.

Problem with that is,
we don't know

what the hell happened
after that

because the file is sealed.

Then we need to get it unsealed.
I'll put in a call.

Hopefully there's
something in there

that can tell us why somebody
would want this guy dead.

What do you want to
do with this guy?

Well, we can't hold him.

But I do know some people
in Washington

who might be very interested
in his financial records.

Luke Nixon, aka Jason Sachs.

Born 1981 in
Amarillo, Texas.

He was caught flying
drug shipments

for the Maldonado
Cartel in 2009.

DEA gave him a choice:

to either go to prison
or turn informant.

I'm guessing he opted
for the latter.

Yep.

This is Juan Camilo, the
cartel's Grand Poobah.

Now, DEA and the Mexican
Federal Police

have been trying
to take this guy down for years.

But Luke was
the only CI they had

that could get
close to him.

In fact, Juan took a
real shine to Luke.

Treated him like blood.

Now, according to his file,
after 18 months of snitching,

Luke begged the DEA
to let him go,

but they refused.

I'm guessing,
when he figured out

there was no other way out,
he decided to cut and run.

Is that right?
Yeah, but he wasn't alone.

He took Juan Camilo's
only daughter with him.

Uh-oh.

Whoa.
That's Jason... Luke's

widow, Elena.

Yeah. It's kind of

an epic Romeo and Juliet story.

DEA mole falls in love
with the drug lord's daughter,

and they take off together
and go into hiding

from both the good guys
and the bad.

Okay, so apparently that story
that she gave us this morning

was not anywhere near
as interesting as the truth.

Well, the details
have changed,

but the-the circumstances
are similar.

All right,
so we got a guy

who only knows
how to do one thing.

Lucky for him, he ends up
landing himself a gig

where he can keep
doing it on the low.

Right, and those races,
they go all over the world,

so he gets to keep moving.

It's like he's hiding
in plain sight.

Yeah, I guess he didn't
move fast enough.

They caught up to him.

So I'm thinking somebody
connected to the cartel

must have seen that video
of Luke online somewhere, right?

So they come out here,
they mess with his plane,

killing not only the guy
that ratted on 'em,

but the guy who ran away
with the boss's daughter.

But the one thing
I can't figure out--

these people, they're...
they're badass drug lords.

Why waste time
sabotaging a plane

when they can just put
a bullet in him?

I don't know.

It seems like it's obvious.

Attract too much attention.

Yeah, but it's still a big risk
killing him that way. Why?

Clear!

Clear.

Well, if you're right,
sabotaging the plane

wasn't the only reason
they came here.

No.

They came to take the boss's
daughter and grandson back.

Elena and Tomás are probably
on a boat or a plane

back to Mexico right now.

Jerry, what do you got?

Inspector General
Miguel Cortines

of the Federal Police

on the line,
just like you asked.

Good. Put him through.

Hello.

Señor Cortines, this is

Commander Steve McGarrett.

Yes. What can I do
for you, Commander?

We need your assistance, sir.

We know you must have
the Maldonado Cartel

under surveillance.
Do you have any wires up

on Juan Camilo himself?

Commander, you must understand,

I can neither confirm
nor deny...

Sir, I understand this
is highly irregular,

but we have a hostage
situation on our hands.

We believe members
of the cartel have abducted

Juan Camilo's estranged
daughter Elena

and her son Tomás
with the intent

to transport them
back to Mexico.

I can tell you we've heard
no chatter about that.

All right, well, can
you at least tell us

if Camilo has placed
any outgoing calls

to numbers in the 808 area code
of the United States

in the last 24 hours?

Jerry, I lose him?
Is he still on the line?

I'm here, Commander.

All right.

Give me ten minutes.
I'll see what I can find out.

Thank you.

We're not going back.

You don't have a choice.

Your father searched for you
and your husband for years.

He just wants you home.

And he wants
to meet his grandson.

You have no idea how much
you've disappointed him, Elena.

Time to go.

Turn around.
On the ground.

You all right?

Thank you.

Yeah. Come on.

Come on.

Hard to believe he could hide

that kind of history
all those years.

Thank you.

For looking
into the crash

and finding out
the truth.

Yeah.
Yeah.

I know the rest of
his crew is grateful.

NTSB's gonna issue
a new statement,

just so you know,

stating that the, uh,
cause of the crash

was malicious tampering.

When that happens,

Elena should get the full
insurance payout, right?

My guess is she's gonna have
to fight for it.

Jason...

Luke had that policy
under “Jason Sachs.”

Insurance company's probably
going to say it's fraud

and use that as an excuse
to avoid paying.

What about Hammerade?

I mean, Th-they gotta give
the family something, right?

Not according to the contract.

Those guys got
their asses covered.

We don't race, they don't pay.

We got a backup plane,
but without a pilot,

we'll have to pull out.

You got another plane?

Yeah.

Wait a minute--
all you gotta do

is-is get that plane in the air?

And Elena and Tomás will
get a little something.

Won't be a huge payout,
but it'll definitely help.

Hold on. Can you, um...
Can... can we talk?

Can I talk to you
for a second, please?

Sure.

Steve?

Steve.
Oh, my God.

Oh!

Oh...

Oh, this guy.

This guy.

Buddy, how you doing?
You all right?

Yeah.

That was almost unpleasant.

That was definitely
almost unpleasant. Yes.

Whew.

Wait a minute. Were you
worried about me, Danny?

Just put the plane
on the ground, please, maniac.

Hey, I'm sorry.

Did you just call me “Maverick”?

'Cause if you did, that's, like,

the great compliment
you've ever given me.

Thank you. I love you.

Land the plane, you idiot.

Copy that.
Permission to buzz the tower?

Whoa!

I feel the need.

The need for Steve.

I just said that

out loud, didn't I?
Oh, yeah.

You're a kiss-ass.

Hey.

How'd I do?

Uh, you know.

Not too bad.

Very respectable.

Cool. How respectable?

Came in 12th.

12th?

Out of how many?

12.

Victory's in the effort.

Wait a minute.

12th out of 12?

What about without the...
I almost crashed.

You take that time away,
you do that math...?

Yeah, but it's still 12th,
though.

Chin up, baby.

Got this bad boy in the air.

That's all we needed.
Thank you.

Nice going, Ace.

12th. Dead last?
Dead last?

- Dead last.
- Yeah, dead last.

It's better than
dead period, right?

You know what? These
guys, these flyboys,

they do this for a living.
You thought you were gonna...

I mean, you're you, and they're
them. You know what I mean?

Come on. Maverick,
I'll buy you a...

I'll buy you
beers. Come on.

But it seemed...
it seemed so fast when I was...

Very, very fast.
It did, right?

Ooph.
It felt very fast.

♪ I put the pedal down ♪

♪ 'Cause I want to go fast ♪

♪ 'Cause I want to go fast... ♪

You the man.

You did so good, McGarrett.

Thanks, buddy.
You didn't over-g.

Tight vertical
turn maneuvers.

Not bad for an amateur.

Thanks, buddy.

Yeah, I've been thinking,

if I ever get tired
of being cooped up

in that bunker all day,

maybe I could be one
of those Hammerade racers.

You know, travel the world,
have a cool alias like...

Conspira-Soar.

Conspira-Soar.
What do you think?

Catchy.

If you like dinosaurs.

No, it's not a dinosaur name.

It's a hybrid between
“conspiracy” and “soaring.”

You know, never mind.

Yeah, maybe stick to

Bigfoot sightings there,
Conspira-Soar.

You know what, though?

Your new catchphrase,
it's perfect.

What?

I feel the need,
the need for Steve.

You heard about that?

Everyone heard about that.

That's okay.

Boss man's your hero.

Where you going?

Go flog myself.

Oh, perfect.
On your way back,

bring me another beer.

So, uh, did you
ever find out

who put that trim tab
on your desk?

No. No, I never did.
I never did.

I guess it's one of those,
uh, mysteries that are just

gonna need to remain...
Yeah.

...unsolved.

Yeah.

What was that about?

Tell you later.
All right.

Now you and I have even
more to talk about.

We do.
Yeah.

You know, something
I gotta do first, though.

Yeah?

Hey.

Hey.

So, me getting you
that metal thing--

did it make a difference?

Yeah.

Yeah, we... we closed the case.

So we're even now?

Yeah, we're even.

Good.

Hey, sis. You eat?

What?

I was thinking about
going to Rainbow's

for a bite.

You hungry?

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm starving.

Cool.

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