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Happy Chinese New Year.

Hard Rock 1029

Aloha, it's Big T. Velvet here, live from Waikiki Beach, getting us started

another uninterrupted block of the throwbacks that you love.

A hui hou!

I'm not tearing up.

You might as well do that.

What the hell was that?

That's the best you can do. You might as well go out and ring that fucking bell

right now.

Or I'll ring it for you.

We'll go again in 30 seconds.

Get your asses back in the pool.

Sir! Yes, sir!

Commander Halle. Come on, back in the pool.

Commander Halle, you have a phone call.

It's not my wife telling me to call back.

It's the police.

Sir.

So is Enron.

You can get a copy of the police report and the death certificate by tomorrow.

Sorry for your loss.

Wow, cooking dinner.

Yes, ma 'am. You trying to get in my pants?

Well, hell yeah.

Big dog got to eat.

Is it working?

We'll see you after dinner.

Hey, what did I say about running the house?

Sorry, Dad.

Yes, sir.

Before I forget, Lonnie has a dentist appointment tomorrow.

Can you get Kai from Cocker?

I can.

How was your day?

It was good.

You know, the usual.

Water competency drills with the new cadets.

We don't know how many are going to make it, though.

You'll get him there. You always do.

Yeah, I hope so.

Also, Walter finally managed to get himself killed.

Hit and run.

Had to go down to the morgue, ID the body.

Wait, your father died?

Traffic down there is out of control.

All that road work.

Give me an extra 45 minutes to get home.

Babe, I'm so sorry.

Do you want to talk about it?

Not really.

Well, did you at least call your brother in Oklahoma?

Johnny didn't take my calls.

So leave a message.

Damn it.

The tank's empty.

He needs to know his father died.

Well, knowing Johnny, it's safe that he's got bigger problems.

Valentina, baby, what are you doing? Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Hi, I'm

Uh, you're packing because, whoa, why is everything in the car?

Where are you going? What the hell's going on?

Valentina, please talk to me.

Now he wants to talk.

We talk all the time.

No, no. I talk.

And talk and talk and talk and talk. But you don't hear me.

So weird.

I'm a grown -up, Johnny.

I manage a bank.

And you're dicking around. I'm a police officer who just had a really shitty day

at work. I'm sorry that I'm late, but I'm still the same guy that you fell in

love with. You know, I haven't changed.

You never will change.

Oh, fuck. This is...

It's that boundary shit, right?

Oh, I'm sorry.

No, Tina, please look at me.

I am sorry.

I hear you, and I'm listening.

Um, what do you want to talk about?

I am leaving.

No!

Do you even know what today is?

Wednesday.

It's my birthday.

I'm so sorry.

Don't you shoot me.

I don't need a man who's sorry.

I need a man who is here. Even when you're here, you're not here.

Valentina, mi amor.

Mi mucho te quiero.

Mucho. Te quiero mucho.

Big time.

Okay, Johnny. You forgive me, please? I'm so sorry. I'm sorry. I'm making a...

Oh!

It's Friday, by the way.

And I don't speak Spanish.

Because I'm from Brazil.

I speak Portuguese.

Ah,

they're just so similar.

I mean, Portuguese is basically drunk in Spanish.

Baby!

God damn it. Not again.

So fucking horny. Shit.

This is Rayla Howley. Okay.

I'm James' wife.

Hi, James' wife.

Yeah, it's kind of crazy we've never met.

Crazy.

Listen, your father, Walter, I'm afraid he's passed away.

I figured he died years ago.

He died yesterday.

The funeral's tomorrow.

We're hoping you'll come.

I know it's been a long time.

So James couldn't call me himself.

You two have a complicated history with a lot of shared trauma.

You sound like a shrink.

Child psychologist, actually.

I'm not a child.

I haven't talked to James in 10 years, and I haven't been to Hawaii in 20. So

I'm good.

That's not how it sounds to me.

I am a...

Very respected police officer on the reservation.

And, you know, I've had you pray love explained to me numerous times.

And I have many audio books that I'm excited to listen to. Like, now I'll be

there.

What the fuck?

Hello?

Johnny.

Just hit the wrong house, man. Oh, shit.

Oopsie.

Detective Johnny Halle.

Who sticks out of his lane?

Okay, the rat house.

Your father, Walter, sent you a package.

Where is it?

Walter's dead, man.

Then you join him right now if you don't give me that package.

I haven't talked to Walter since I was a kid, and whatever you're looking for,

he wouldn't have sent it to me, okay? So just... Fuck, I can't go when you're

watching me.

Fucking weirdos.

Okay, hey, hey, hey. Ooh, easy, it's sharp.

Whoa!

Sword fight.

Be cool, man.

All right.

Be cool.

You know what this is?

Badly drawn horse.

It's a dragon.

Looks like an angry horsey. It's a dragon, asshole!

It's a dragon's asshole?

You know what these tattoos mean?

Hey.

Yakuza. That's right.

And even an idiot like you knows you don't want to fuck with us. Listen, you

broke up into my house. Naruto over here put a sword to my neck. And now,

legally, I'm allowed to kill both of you. Just give us the fucking package!

I've had the worst day ever. My girl just broke up with me, okay?

This other lady's trying to tell me a daddy issue.

Shut up! Shut the fuck up!

Psycho.

Thank you.

Thank

you.

Mr.

K's Syndicate, boys.

Interesting crowd.

Yakuza Syndicate.

Walter was a private detective.

I guess he walked a fine line.

There was no line.

Not with him.

So no Johnny?

Nah, I wrote Walter off years ago.

If his father or something in him must want to be here.

You know Johnny like I do.

You don't know him like you think you do.

Cousin!

I missed you so much.

You called him?

It's funny, I'm good. Family's family.

Johnny, hi.

I'm Rayla. We spoke on the phone.

Lonnie, Kai, this is your Uncle Q.

See you at my dad's building.

Half. How come I never met you?

Because your father doesn't like me.

Why not?

Because I'm better looking.

You have more hair.

So much more.

Can I braid it?

No.

Johnny?

James?

We're good.

I was worried this would be awkward.

Sorry, I know your wife actually did the talking for you.

Oh, she did. She probably asked why you're dressed like a gorilla at a gay

Oh, shit.

You got family in China.

Sorry.

Please, I'm sorry.

You got old.

You got fat.

I can lose weight. You're still gonna be old as fuck.

Are we gonna keep measuring dicks or can we be civil for a minute?

I haven't decided yet.

I should have called. I'm happy you're here.

I didn't hear you. You were mumbling. What?

I should have called. I'm happy you're here.

Oh, thanks, Jimmy.

No, I'm not. Layla told me to say that. Can we just get on with the fucking

funeral? You're the puppet that's ever shoved her hand up her ass to tell you

what to say. Shut the fuck up.

Please.

Sorry.

A close family friend, Governor Peter Mahoy, has come here to share a few

of remembrance about Walker.

My dear Ohana.

Oh, Keo.

You got pretty, brah.

Long time, brah.

Thank you all for taking the time to mark the end of one journey and the

of another.

Walter Holler was by no means a simple man.

And I'd be lying if I said he hadn't made mistakes.

But since he has departed so suddenly, the family still face many challenges.

One being that sacred code of forgiveness.

You kept Malia's house?

Yeah, I took over the mortgage after she passed.

It's a lot smaller than I remember.

Yeah, it was always small.

She made room for you anyway.

Yeah, and you fucking hated that.

What are you talking about?

Johnny the bastard.

What? Yeah, and the walking reminder that he fucked around on your mother and

you never let him forget it. Oh, Jesus Christ, this again?

It's not what I was saying. What are you saying?

Walter left Malia for Kim. It broke up my family.

I was just a kid.

I'm sorry if it took me a fucking minute to get over it.

Then maybe you still haven't.

And maybe you're still a bastard.

Well, this should be fun.

Yeah, I'm fucking pumped.

Well, it's nice to have you boys under the one roof.

Your mother would have been very happy.

Yeah, I was sorry to hear that Molly had passed on.

Yeah, you should have come back then. You were like a son to her.

I wasn't her son.

I know that, asshole. That's what like ugly means.

Literally fucking dumbass like ugly means. That's what it means.

Don't copy it.

So, are you seeing anyone, Johnny?

Yes.

No, I don't know.

I'm curious.

Well, I think Walter would have really appreciated you being here.

I'm not here for him.

I came to find out who killed him.

Killed him?

What are you talking about? That was a hit and run.

I don't think so.

Okay, kids, go get ready for bed. It's just getting interesting. Hey, don't

back to your mother.

What the hell are you talking about?

They came into my house last night and they tried to kill me.

Who tried to kill you? About half of Oklahoma was killed.

There's not a lot of yakuza in Oklahoma.

I knew it.

I knew you couldn't come back here without stirring shit up. Wait, wait,

Nothing changes with you. Even after all these years, you're still looking for

new ways to get yourself killed.

Don't worry about it. I don't expect you to help me. Nothing to help with.

That's the same thing you said about my mother.

Let me talk to you outside for a second.

No, I'm good right here. No, you're not.

Go.

Wow.

I think he still knows how to be a real dick.

Let's cut him some slack, man.

He's been through a lot.

You sure you don't want to go any further?

What's the matter? Truth hurt?

You need to get your head out of your ass.

That's a great note, James. Someone killed Walter?

You haven't seen or talked to the guy in over 20 years, and all of a sudden you

want to go sniff around in his business?

You're just going to stir up trouble. That's what you do. It's like your

superpower. That's what I do because I'm a cop. Not here, you're not. You don't

have to worry about it. I see it. You got your beautiful wife and your kids

a job at the Navy. I'm sure you're real fucking popular around here. Fuck you.

You're not going to make me apologize for that. Why don't you trust me?

Just fucking what? You couldn't find the guy who killed your mother, so now all

of a sudden you decided someone killed your father. So you got to find that

Fuck you, man.

You don't get it.

There's nothing to get. Let's go back to your life. I'll figure it out myself.

And run.

At least I got a fucking life to go back to.

Hey, baby, you want to go to private singing room with me?

I don't sing.

Oh, I can make you sing.

Uh, maybe another time.

Off.

You look like you can use it.

Do I?

I knew I smelled shit.

Johnny Holly.

Malachi.

You know, I didn't think that even you were dumb enough to come back here.

I look a lot dumber than I am.

I see they managed to put your face back together.

Mr. K says hello.

That old fuck still alive? Still the syndicate kahuna. Still alive and

He wants to see you.

Hard pass.

Well, do yourself a favor.

Don't try to run when it kicks in.

Sorry, hon.

You roofied me?

Pussy.

Run away!

Salsa. No.

Aloha, Johnny Haley.

Mr. K.

Good to see you.

You know, you showed a lot of character bringing your father's spirit here to

rest.

I like that, bro. That's porno. I respect that.

Thank you. And that is why you can still take a piss standing up, bro.

You know, the syndicate has a long memory, brother, and you heard a lot of

guys. You killed my mother.

Maybe.

Maybe not.

And, bro, if you think you're going to hang around over here and make any old

kind, my guys are going to take that personally.

It's not going to be good for you, Johnny.

It's not going to be good for them either. And that is why I am here right

offering you free passage.

It's a better deal than you'll get from the Yakuza.

I mean, if you send your men for me, I'm going to put them in bags.

Except for the fat shit over there. You know, because you won't fit.

I'm trying to do you a favor, Johnny boy.

Why don't you just go back home to where you came from?

I'm from here.

No, you're not from here, bro.

Not anymore.

Let's go, boys.

Yeah, let's go.

Come on, man.

All right, all right, listen.

Hold him down!

Throw him down!

You know, listen, brah. You know, listen. You like doing your own kind of

Oh, fuck! Come on!

You're gonna wear my mark now, brah!

You're gonna wear my mark!

You're gonna be safe now, but not for long. I'm gonna give you seven days!

Seven days!

And then if you're not gone by that time, brah, You're going to go for a

swim. Do you understand me, Johnny boy?

I hate swimming. Yeah.

Yeah, I'm good.

Get him up.

Detective Rinder.

Detective Rinder.

Hmm?

How you doing?

Commander James Holley.

Walter's son?

Yeah. I'm sorry for your loss, truly. Thank you. But I am late for a briefing.

Do you mind if I walk with you?

Sure.

I was hoping to get a look at the police report. You can, but I can tell you

you're not going to find anything in it. Why's that?

Because he was hit in Kalihi.

No one talks to the cops over there. No witnesses, no forensics, no nothing.

Traffic camps?

Uh, one wasn't working.

That's pretty convenient, isn't it?

Half of them are out across the island. We got, like, what, two guys in a truck

fixing them budget cuts.

So a private detective with known ties to the criminal underworld gets killed

a dead zone. No one's given another look? There's no reason to believe that

was anything other than a straight hit -and -run.

You guys don't investigate hit -and -runs? Sure we do.

All 46 of them.

What about his personal effects?

You can stop by the desk, Sergeant, on the way out. Sign for him.

All right.

Thanks.

Commander, hi.

I know who you are.

Navy SEALs and all that.

Let's just say your brother's reputation precedes him.

Now I got two badass sons looking into their father's death.

A guy like Walter, well... That would be a big mistake.

I can almost guarantee you that you'll end up poking a bear that doesn't want

be poked.

Detective Raynard, with all due respect, you don't really know who I

am.

So you're going to have to take my word for it when I tell you that I'm the

fucking bear.

Oh.

Impressive Please have beer

Nice little hand -way down.

You fucker!

Whoa. Fuck you, fat jacky -tan!

Fuck!

All right.

Cunt!

They both are. What the fuck? Oh, wait. Wait, wait, wait. Oh, my god. Somebody.

Somebody help me. It's all right. I'm a cop.

Now, what were you doing in Walter's apartment?

You trying to rob him?

Hey, fuck you, OK?

Walter's like unfathomable to me.

Walter wasn't a father to anyone.

Yeah? How the fuck would you know?

Because I'm his son.

Oh.

Oh, shit.

You're Johnny.

Wow.

Hey, look, I just worked for your dad, okay?

Hacked emails and tapped the phones and took fuck pics of people. That's it.

You know who would have wanted him killed?

How much time you get?

All those were fucking disruptor, bro.

What's the last thing he had you doing?

Get a job with Newey Law.

Who's that?

No, no, it's a fucking catering company, like a high -end kind, you know, like

I've been carrying around shrimp toast entrees for the last two weeks.

Why would he want you doing that? I don't know, bro. He just told me to

the fucking job. I got the fucking job.

Ah!

Fucking motherfucker. That fucking hurts, bro. You swear a lot.

Fuck you, cuz.

Fucking... What's your name?

Pico.

Stupid name.

Well, good news, Pico.

You work for me now.

Come here. Come here.

Oh!

It's fixed.

You're welcome.

Here, we'll help your balls drop.

Aloha, pervert.

Oh. Do I know you?

No. No, I can't say that I've been in before.

Oh, you know, the hardest part is coming through the door.

Mr. Kickman.

Running a special on the anal beads.

Two for one.

You look like you could handle a couple of ropes.

No, thanks. I'm stocked up.

Okay.

I was, uh, I was noticing your security camera system.

I was thinking maybe the camera out front probably has a pretty good view of

street.

I was hoping you'd get a look at it.

Uncle!

What is it?

Got a sexy soldier out here.

Uncle, I was hoping to get a look at some of your security camera footage

couple nights ago.

Between 12 and 4 a .m.

Can't help you, friend.

Not really a friend.

Paying customer.

You think you can buy me for 300 bucks?

Get the fuck out of my store, you fucking squid.

Well, my cash isn't really for the help.

I'm gonna get that for free.

It's for the damage.

What damage?

Did you shoot this?

Yeah. You're a little pervert.

It was for your dad, Kay.

And also, twisting my nose does not fix my nose.

That beer will.

Did Walter surf?

Nah, he had bad knees.

Fins on dog.

Oh, shit.

What the hell?

Good turnout considering the weather.

Yeah, the governor's been trending up in low -income neighborhoods.

Hawaiian people are living in tent cities when they should be living in

own homes, on their own land, on their own island.

Uh, I'm gonna take this. You go up and stand by with him. Copy that.

I'm at work. What do you want? Hey, what is it you actually do for Peter again?

Uh, PR, emails, plan events, dinners.

Pretty much why I've been bagged at this point. Why?

So you're an assistant. Listen, I found some plans or a survey or something in

the Walter's apartment, and it's got this government seal on it, but I have

idea what it is.

And this matters because?

Because they were jerry -rigged into a fucking surfboard.

He was hiding them.

I can access the database when I get back to the office. There should be an

eight -digit file number on the plan. Text them to me.

I got it, okay. Listen, I see it. I just need you to do it as fast as you can

because I... Don't help on me.

If you were a man, I would punch you in the face.

Family, right?

I mean, you've got probably lots.

Oh, my God, bro. I can't even... Even in the same house.

Whatever. That was racist.

My bad.

Can't... Well, looks like you got stuff to figure out.

I'm going to go to the clinic because I'm pretty sure you gave me a

Oh, man.

I almost killed you.

Bullshit.

You were still reacting.

Reacting? That's why my gun was out, huh?

But you get the gun anyway.

Family heirloom.

It was Uncle Fester.

That's Pico. What are you doing here?

Same thing as you, I guess.

Huh. I thought it was a hit and run.

Yeah, I'm being methodical. Just try it sometime.

I got here before you, didn't I?

Yeah, maybe.

But you don't have that.

This is the stickiest computer gross.

Oh, man.

Just mowed him down like it was nothing.

There's no license plate. It didn't even break.

Not a way after that.

When someone crosses your path, your natural reaction is to break and swerve.

Unless you're aiming for them.

No. Did Walter have any connections at the DMV?

Uh, yeah, but I don't know who it was.

All right, well, ask around. I need a look at every blue van on the island.

What was the name of the caterer? What caterer?

Uh, Louis Law.

All right, well, give me a list of all the events they had over the last week

and what they have coming up for the next two weeks.

Que?

Um, just be methodical.

Uh, so...

There's, like, the matter of compensation, yeah? So we're going to

right now or... Shoot, so I'm just going to heli out then? I guess I don't got

to get any punani this month, huh?

You live your whole life just to end up in a shitty little apartment that smells

like ass with no one here to miss you when you're gone.

Hey,

he fucking deserves it.

Go on.

Grab your little EP.

Can't be that.

Bro, you said it yourself.

The van never even slowed down. That just means it was a hit and run. That's

the same as saying it was a targeted assassination.

Walter's apartment was just torn apart by someone. Yeah, or Walter was a

slob. Jesus, Mary and Joseph and all.

Cluffing saints.

My God, you're as useless as a bag of limp dicks, I'll tell you.

Talking to you is like pushing a rope.

Stop talking to me.

Come on, get me out of here. The busted traffic cam.

Half of the cast of Dragon Ball Z is in my house. There's no headlight on the

van. Something's rotten here, man.

It could be something, or it could be nothing.

It could be something, or it could be nothing. Yes, Jimmy, you're absolutely

right. Look, I'm not ruling it out. Then why does it sound to me like you are?

I don't know, because you're not very bright.

I'm fucking brighter than you are.

Dude, I've been a rev cop for 15 years. I know what the fuck I'm talking about.

Fuck!

Fuck!

Go, go, go!

Come on!

Shots fired on King and Alakea.

Please send emergency services backup.

What the fuck?

See, James, you still think it could be nothing?

You... You blew up my car.

You blew up my fucking car. No, I blew up their car, and then it landed on

yours.

They blew up your car.

You woke him?

Saved your life, man.

Come on, help me.

You fucking asshole.

I fucking love that car.

What the actual fuck are you guys thinking, huh?

Those are four Yakuza hitters you turned into toast back there. You want to tell

me why the Yakuza want you dead?

You have to ask them. Yakuza?

That's who that was?

Mm -hmm. So this is the brother from Oklahoma, the cop?

That's me.

Not according to your boss.

Suspended with pay pending an investigation for... What the hell is he

about? Excessive force.

I'm getting paid?

What the fuck, Johnny? Sweet.

Could you shut the fuck up? I'm trying to help you here.

If you want to help, here.

Take this.

It's a security cam video of the hit and run.

It'll give you the make and model of the van you're looking for. How the hell

did you get this? By doing your job. Yeah.

This kind of shit, that doesn't happen here every day. So you consider this

final warning. I can't have two guys who look like they eat steroid pancakes for

breakfast turning my island into Beirut! Detective, that is...

Uncalled for. Are you gaslighting us? Because I feel emotionally targeted

now. You know, you two stop doing this wrecking crew shit or I will fuck you

harder than you've ever been fucked.

Again, uncalled for. Yeah, with my boundaries and all that fucking, I feel

triggered. Yeah, I'm, uh... I'm gonna go take a piss.

Don't be here when I get back.

Is Mercury in retrograde or is Detective Sergeant Boomer just an asshole? He's a

fucking asshole.

I don't think he likes her very much.

Does anyone actually like you?

Fuck yeah.

Just saying. You can work on your people skills a little bit. I'm farting out of

my mouth. You ever shut up?

You get paid by the fucking eye.

Say what?

What are you charged to not talk?

I tracked down the original architect and found that these were for a property

on the east side of the island up north.

They were commissioned by the Robichaux firm.

Who's that?

Marcus Robichaux is a big Haole developer.

Hotels and resorts are all over here, Asia, Europe.

His family controlled the sugar cane industry on the island for generations.

Do you think Walter was working with Vampire Lestat here?

Robichaud's big time. If we needed PI work, feed hire like, I don't know, XCIA

or Mossad.

Not a bottom feeder like Walter.

No offense.

So Lestat's building more hotels, so what?

It's not a hotel. It's a casino.

What? What do you know about casinos?

Nothing. I just know how to read. It's a sacred princess casino on the back.

Oh, damn. Look at that.

Show off. That makes no sense. Gambling is illegal here.

I think we should have a talk with Mr. Oakshall.

He's actually hosting his annual fundraiser for the art museum tomorrow.

Sweet. No,

you can't.

You can't go.

Sounds like fun.

It's invitation only for big donors.

And you two big fuckers don't exactly blend in. Oh, we're big donors.

No, ew.

Don't worry.

We blend.

Where do you think you're going?

I'm going to the motel so I can get some rest.

You should stay here.

Right, James?

Yeah. Yeah, sure.

What are you doing?

You look beautiful.

Oh, Lonnie, go back to bed, baby.

You're no fun.

Oh, bad money.

Hello.

124.

What is James doing with you?

Too big.

Don't even think about it. I'm just going to take a ride down to Robuchon's

construction site.

Not on my bike.

That's the bus.

Like the olden days.

Johnny, get off my bike.

Forget it, Tony.

Looked good, though.

Good job.

You want to tell me why you got suspended?

Nah.

I shot a dealer who was selling nothing, kids on the rez.

Okay.

Okay?

Yeah.

Still can't ride my bike.

You ride this one.

Oh.

Walter's an old piece of shit. Yeah.

This one like the 40s.

It's all rusty.

I didn't even run.

He's pulling knucklehead like it died a dozen. Yeah.

It's pretty crowded in here. I can get it off your hands for like, I don't

a chair of books.

No chance.

I tried it.

They're really gonna put a casino here?

I don't see any construction site.

You sure you got the right address?

Of course I did. Look.

Yep. Here.

You boys look lost.

That depends.

Where are we?

The kingdom of Hawaii, brother.

Yeah, I mean, this valley. Who owns it?

You do.

And I do.

We all do.

But everybody's welcome here.

Auntie.

Mahalo, boy.

I didn't know this community was here.

Nobody does.

Here.

Come on, boy.

Remember this?

Oh, fucker.

Being here is about more than just family by blood.

It's about wahana of community.

That's why we need to protect it.

These are Hawaiian homelands.

Why didn't the government do anything?

For ten centuries, the Ahamoku have been responsible for this land.

They think we live here because we don't have any homes.

But the Haoles, they will come for this land.

And when that happens, we'll be ready to sound the alarm.

You know something we don't?

More than I want.

Less than I should.

You hoi?

Half.

There's no half.

You're the inn.

Are you out?

Hmm? Your brain's not confused.

Just your spirit.

You won with your spirit.

Come on, let's get back to work.

Come on.

Pika.

Hey.

Shh. We gotta go.

Cops pulled a blue van out of the turf off Makapu.

So, our John Doe is Simi Iona, a low -level accountant in the governor's

went missing a few days ago.

Does that mean anything?

No? Nope.

Damage to the front grill of the van makes it a contender for a hit and run.

Not to mention someone went through the trouble of dumping it in the ocean.

Yeah, no plates.

But I do have a list of all the blue vans registered on the island.

Any familiar names leap out to you?

Can we keep this?

No, it's police business, as in my business, as in not yours, because,

and this bears repeating, you're not a cop here.

You, you are not a cop anywhere.

Yes, yes, yes.

What? He's gone.

He's gone.

Hey, focus.

I'm right here.

We need you to find out what you can about the Taiyashi Imports.

What's that?

Well, it's the only Japanese name on Renard's blue van list. How can we start

there? Hey, come on, guys. We get to the Robotron party in a few hours.

We're not invited.

Don't worry. I know the caterer.

Of course you know the caterer.

Hey, where are you guys staying? He's here.

Can you hold this really quickly?

Whoa, what the hell is this? I was going to go get something in the back. Where

are you going? I'll be right back. Hey, bro.

My bad, my bad.

Hey, hey, hey.

All right, all right.

Hey, you guys are late.

We blend?

Shit, Magnum Pian got shit on us.

Come on, let's go.

Nice place.

What's this?

Hayashi Imports.

It's owned by a whole slew of Japanese holding companies, so you know what that

means. Yakuza.

So it's a front? Doesn't have to be.

The Yakuza get plenty of legit businesses here on the island.

Okay, you guys good?

I gotta get back to work.

And split up. You guys look like The Rock fucked himself and had twins.

I hate to admit it.

The kid's probably right.

Johnny.

Hey,

James. Hey, stop standing right there. Look at the fucking mark.

Really like your scarf.

Oh, I'm a good man? Give me a colo -hay.

Oh.

See you there.

Aloha.

Vodka and Guinness. You call that a colo -hay?

Yeah, it means, uh... Mischievous? Yeah.

Or a rascal, which, um, seems appropriate.

To me?

Make sure you soak and fix your collar, brah.

Yeah, keep it up, Liv.

I hope you won't be offended, but you don't look like you belong here.

Johnny Rascal.

You look like all kinds of trouble to me. That's Holly.

Johnny Holly.

Holly? Mm -hmm.

Other than Walter Holly?

Yeah, he's my father.

You knew him?

Yes.

What do you mean, knew? Has something happened to him?

He's dead.

How did he die?

Violently. How did you know my father?

Look, please, you... I hired him to

look into my husband's activities.

Who's your husband?

I'm sorry.

I assumed.

I'm Monica Robichaux.

You're Marcus Robichaux's wife.

Can I help you?

Hey, drop that.

They ask you in ports.

Small world.

What do you know about it?

I know that you guys misplaced the blue van.

Are you a cop?

No.

US Navy.

You're the frog man.

You got on.

Awesome.

So why would you hire Walter to investigate your husband?

We're getting a divorce.

Without some leverage, things won't go well for me.

You mean financially?

No, Johnny.

I do not mean financially.

So what does a broke man want with a blue fan?

There's a Yakuza I want with a guy like Robichaux.

I don't know anything about Yakuza.

But a man who works at Pearl Harbor should know better not to fuck with the

Japanese.

I think you're forgetting how that story ended.

Well,

if you're getting divorced, what the hell are you doing at this party?

Look, I can't talk here, okay? It's not safe.

Come and see me tomorrow.

I'm staying at the penthouse of Kiani Towers in Waikiki.

You know, there's a famous Japanese saying, the tall old frog is still just

frog. Oh.

Interesting.

What's that mean?

It means the frogs never look both ways when crossing the street.

I gotta go, frog man.

So you're up.

I look forward to it.

Whoa, hey, hey, hey, here you go.

What's up, fellas? Get your drink.

Will you please come with us, sir?

Ah, still got a stack of dishes.

Mr. Robichaud would like a word with you.

Yeah.

Fucking prick.

Ah, gentlemen.

Come in.

This is very exciting.

We never have gatecrashers at these events, and I think you can understand

because honestly, who the fuck would want to go to a fundraiser if they

have to?

I don't know.

I thought it was pretty good.

Open bar.

Yeah.

Looking at you, the two of you, big men, big muscles.

But I assume that most people, when they see you, will think, what a pair of

lumbering idiots.

Am I right?

But not me.

Not me. I look into your eyes and I can see that you are smarter than you look.

No, not him.

Well, that's obvious. You are the clever one, though. Mr. O'Shaughan, James

Hollis, and my brother Johnny.

We're Walter Hollis' sons.

I hope there's not a problem.

I paid Walter in full, and I even gave him a bonus for his discretion.

You hired Walter.

I did, yes.

Well, Walter's dead.

I'm awfully sorry to hear that.

Are you?

I don't think you are, because I think you knew, and I think you knew who we

were the moment we showed up.

That's why he invited us down here, so you could see what is what.

Now, I know he's the clever one, but is he implying that I had something to do

with Walter's death?

No.

No? Because that would be absurd, Martha. I'm not implying shit.

I'm saying it direct to you, Robert Cox.

Johnny, if you don't mind me asking, what was the nature of business with

Walter?

Not that it's any of your business, but my beautiful wife here...

I suspected she was cheating on me, so I had the war to tell her.

There's a lot of that going around.

Well, it turned out that she was not. He presented it quite comprehensively. Can

I please ask you to put that down? That is a French F1 grenade from World War I.

Who cares?

Well, you might when your hand's been blown off.

But, uh, you ended up with those fingers?

Oh, my.

I guess the helper's forgotten to take out the trash.

Is that all?

I really need to get back to my guests. Is there anything else I can do for you?

Yeah, actually, I was... That was a rhetorical question.

All righty, then.

Thanks for your time.

Please. Feel free to exit the way you came in.

That was the waifu. Yeah, the ex -wife.

Interesting. Did you finish your dishes?

No, I was interrupted by some coked -up yakuza.

Well, excuse me.

Stop, please.

Thank you.

Hey, excuse me.

Excuse me.

Yeah, 22, go ahead.

French fuck.

All the dairy on private property.

Fat John Cena.

Oh, yeah.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh. Sweet dick, bro.

Oh.

Mr. Harley, I'm starting to have a very strong dislike for you.

You killed him, man.

I know. I'm sorry.

Who is it I'm supposed to have killed today?

He killed your wife and he killed my father, you fucking asshole.

Mm -hmm.

Mr. Harlow, I think perhaps you're confused.

Call the police.

I guess.

James, I hear.

Then he called me.

He's good enough.

Well, lucky for you, she saw it differently.

I managed to convince Mr. Robichaud to drop the charges.

He killed his wife?

If that's true, it's none of your business.

Let the cops handle it.

That's their job, not yours.

I loved Walter.

But there was something inside him.

A darkness.

Caused him to destroy everything good in his life.

Over and over again.

He did it to Malia, to Kim.

To you.

And that darkness, it lives in you too.

Isn't it, James?

But the two of you, you have something he never had.

It'll take a few minutes to process you out.

Love you, Johnny.

Uncle.

Just like old times.

Johnny.

Hey, I'm talking to you.

You can't just come back here and tear shit up. Do whatever the fuck you want.

Leave me alone, James.

This is my home.

Fucking shit up is not going to bring your mother back.

Hey! Motherfucker.

What the fuck?

Fuck you!

What kind of man

abandons his little brother when he needs him the most? That's not what

happened. No?

No! You sent me away, James!

You were going to prison.

The syndicate was going to fucking kill you!

If they didn't do it when you were on the inside, they would have got you the

fucking moment you got out.

Goddamn!

I was trying to fucking protect you. I didn't know what else to do. You wasn't

fucking listening to me.

It was the only thing I could think of to save your life.

You have no idea what it's like to look at your mother dead in the streets as

she's staring into your eyes.

Fucking haunts me.

I couldn't protect her. I couldn't do anything.

You were all that I had left, and you... Fuckin'...

I know I let you down.

What's up?

I'm your big brother and I fucking gave up on you.

If I could, I'd do everything differently.

I'm really sorry, honey.

Really fucking sorry.

I'm so fucking angry. That's all I got.

Why are you chasing me so hard?

Walter wasn't any kind of father to you?

I never found a man that killed my mom.

Now someone killed my father.

Someone's got to give them justice.

Well, they have.

No, they got me too.

So do you.

I gotta lie to you, man.

You hit like fucking hard for an old fucker.

You think I punch hard?

You have no idea what's coming.

You've got to be kidding me.

He started it.

Seriously? You're supposed to be the adult here.

Hey, what do you mean?

You're a developmentally arrested narcissist with anger issues, and do you

really want to pull my focus right now?

Now, don't laugh.

Don't get me started on you. You're a passive -aggressive control freak.

I'm passive. Oh, my God.

You're both juggling enough.

crippling daddy issues to keep you in therapy for the rest of your lives. But

instead, you just pound on each other like fucking cavemen. Oh, guess what? I

just... Oh, Kai.

Whoa. What happened?

Me and your dad just beat up on the bad guys.

Looks like they beat you up.

No, we wrecked those guys.

Your mother did this to us. No, you don't get to do that. Y 'all, get a

Told you I have a girlfriend.

Latina.

Spicy.

OK, I got to go now.

I was just thinking about you. Oh, god.

Oh.

Ah, damn.

Oh. You know what?

I miss you.

Where's your house? The crime scene.

Oh, shit. I forgot about that. You know what? I don't want to know.

I really said your mail was piling up, so I stopped by to pick it up. You have

package and a bunch of overdue bills. No surprise there.

Package? Who's it from?

Uh, someone from Hawaii?

Holy shit.

Actually, yeah, because I was looking for it.

What's in it? You think I'd open your mail?

No, no.

It's a thumb drive.

Okay, baby, listen. Don't call me that. I need you to bring me the thumb drive.

I'm going to send you a ticket to Oahu.

You're in Hawaii?

I will explain everything once you get here. I promise. Oh, okay. Great.

Except I'm not going to Hawaii.

I'll FedEx it to you. No, listen, it's too important. You have no idea what's

going on here.

And I don't want to know.

What did I tell you about calling me that?

Hey, no, you listen to me.

There is no way in hell I'm coming to Hawaii.

Oh, man, I can't believe my word then.

Hot. Hot.

Just wearing a Hawaiian leather coat. I look stupid. Do I look stupid?

Take it off. Take it off? Take it off.

You're up. You're down.

See the muscles? How are my muscles up?

You're good.

You're good. Good job.

You feel like you're trying to weigh too hard.

There she is. Holy shit, there she is. God damn, she looks hot. You know what?

We're bad, boss.

I've underestimated you.

Chili pepper water.

Yeah, she was hot. She's so spiky.

Why is she blue?

Hey, Valentina.

Aloha. Hey, how are you?

Oh. We're not getting back together.

I'm staying for a day. I'm going to the beach.

And then I'm going to go home.

Okay.

Is that your brother?

Yeah. Hey, James. Nice to meet you. Nice to meet you.

He looks like you.

Only smarter.

Aloha, beautiful.

I just want to first introduce myself. My name is Pika. If you need anything,

let me know. I'm your guy.

Bro, she's not your guy.

Did you bring this last drive?

I can't thank you enough. This is a lifesaver. You can handle this? Yes, no

worries. You look so beautiful.

Nope. Not gonna happen.

Damn, right in the holes, huh?

I like her.

Might want to pick up your balls.

Get my balls?

Yeah?

Just for love language, bro.

She treats me like shit, and I love it.

So... You're telling me your estranged father, who you haven't even spoken to

20 years, was murdered by the Yakuza for this thumbdrag?

Did I tell you it's really good to see you?

Like, really good.

Can you get in? Of course I can get in.

Fuck me.

I can't get in shit.

Why, what's up?

I don't know, some kind of banking firewall or something?

A cold wallet.

It's digitally encrypted.

The drive is the key. So whoever's count this is, they need the drive in order

to access their money.

If he could, if he had it, then we'll be able to get the money and we'll find

out who it is.

Yep.

Except he can't.

He needs a seed phrase.

Rand only generated 12 words that only the accountant holder has.

How many words?

12.

Try these.

What'd you get that?

Some Walter stuff.

So, uh...

You've been chasing murderers in a minivan. Yeah.

Yeah, he blew up my other car.

That's not what happened. Literally, what happened? No, it's not. I actually

saved your life.

Remember when I saved your life, how cool that was? Can you two shut up,

I'm trying to focus back here. That's what I've been doing. Oh, dude, trust

I know. I live with him. Thanks for saving my life, man.

You're welcome.

She's really hot, dude.

Spicy hot.

You know I'm sitting right here, right?

Chili pepper water. Chili pepper water.

Hmm, you're having fucking Tourette's? What's wrong with you?

Oh my god! Oh my

god! It's a fucking helicopter!

Here, grab Leo's gun.

Holy shit.

What the fucking bulletin, Tony, is this? Less talking, more shooting.

Your wife's amazing.

Go, go, go, go, baby, go!

Where is it? Oh, fuck!

I've been here for less than an hour and already people are shooting at me. All

these fuckers, of course they want to kill them. I know I do.

Baby looks so beautiful.

Fuck you!

I love you. I know.

You think what I'm thinking?

Yeah. Yeah. Hold on to that thing.

I got two shots.

I'm going to lay it down.

Don't you.

I'm going to kill them all.

I don't fucking want to go faster.

Oh, my god. That's so good.

It's all gus - all gusting. There's blood everywhere you're eating.

Lato's going to kill me.

It's not that bad, bro.

It's got bullet holes in it.

Well, good.

Oh, my god. I just got in. I just got in.

But I don't know what I'm looking at. Here.

These are international wire transfers. See, these are swift codes here.

Well, $12 million going into the same account over three years.

What does it count?

I'm trying to see.

Went through several offshore accounts and then into the same account in the

Cayman Islands, belonging to a... Mayho PA?

Peter and Mahoy. No fucking way.

Bro. You know him?

Know him? Bro, everybody knows him.

He's the governor.

Holy shit.

Governor.

Governor.

Hey.

How's Johnny doing?

He's Johnny.

Thank you, by the way, for getting him out of jail.

Well, the trick is not getting him out, it's keeping him out. Right. What was he

thinking?

Attacking Robichaud like that?

That's what I wanted to talk to you about.

I think there might be more to Robichaud than we first thought.

Robbie Cox wants to build a casino resort in Hawaii. He needs someone to

legalize gambling, and he wants to build it on Hawaiian homeland. Right, so for

$12 million, he buys himself a governor, and then he brings in the Yakuza for

extra muscle. While Walter's kicking up dirt for Robbie Cox's wife, someone's

crossed the freaking motherland.

These are plans for a resort and casino to be built on Hawaiian homeland. No

laugh.

Well, he can draw up whatever plans he wants, but I'm telling you, honey, it's

not going to happen on my watch.

Tomorrow, I'm going to ask for a comprehensive review of all of Robert

projects on the island. Okay. Good work, Donnie. I'll take these.

Thank you, Uncle.

And then that kid, the one that Renner brought in from the ocean. Right,

the government accountant, Walter, must have found him. He got him to download

all those dirty transactions.

Maybe blackmail, maybe he's a whistleblower.

Snitch wins.

Either way, he gave Walter that drive. Right, Peter figures it out, so...

He's got to get it back before everything comes out. He calls

Robichaux calls the yacht. Then they torture the accountant, who gives up

Walter. And then they kill Walter.

And then they kill Walter. Shit.

I can set up anywhere?

Yeah, table.

Okay.

But, uh... Put your stuff here, baby. Volcano.

Baby, we're home.

I would love to make you a drink.

Something strong.

Strong. Kai, Lonnie.

Okay.

I'm probably going to need a shower.

Yes, we don't know.

Drink's in the shower.

I love it.

James. James, what's going on?

Lottie! Kate!

Kate!

Kate!

You okay?

Come. They took her.

They took her.

I'm sorry. I should have protected her.

It's okay.

It's okay. I couldn't do anything.

It's okay.

It's okay.

I tried

to

protect her.

I'm sorry, Dad.

I should have done something.

I'm sorry.

Hey, why don't you guys go with Valentina?

It's going to be all right, boy. Okay?

Come here. I'm Valentina. Go ahead. Johnny, this is me, Marcus.

And here it is, live from the basement, the Robie Show show. And we have guests

on the show today.

Get that camera out of my...

Look at all this mess you have made. And all for a father who does not give a

shit about you. Oh, more people are coming in. It's a party.

And I want you to do it fucking now.

You know where I live. Two dollars.

Fuck me.

I'm back. Back up.

You know he's not going to trade.

Neither are we.

All right, quick recap in about 15 minutes.

Let's go get the girls.

Let's go.

Kill them all.

No.

Tell me.

Post 1, acknowledge.

Post 1.

Post 2, acknowledge.

Those five come in what's going on guys? What the hell is happening out there?

Oh They're playing with the light now Craig sir

Home base command.

Home base?

The wires have been cut.

You're still with the pilot?

Negative. Like I said, they cut the wires.

Generator's offline, so I'm going to go see if I can... Craig. Oh, fuck. They're

cutting off, darling.

We're under attack.

What? We're under attack.

I repeat, we're under attack.

Oh, no, there's no Craig here.

Johnny.

Robuchon.

John, boy, what are you doing?

Nothing. I thought we were just saying each other's names.

I'll see you in a sec.

Okay, toodles.

Nakamura, I'll do your thing.

I don't mind as much as I want.

I'm begging on your head like a drum

I'm begging on your head like a drum

me and my brother we stand here as one

I'll just see psycho runs in the family.

Let's go.

God damn it.

What took you so long?

The bleeding.

I'm sorry.

You're right.

The kid... Yeah, I understand. It was all... Are you okay? I'm sorry.

He went that way.

Thanks. You all right?

All right.

Johnny.

Johnny. Let's go.

Overshaw's running, man.

Fuck.

What are you doing?

Hey, James.

I'm getting you out of here. I got this.

Go with Johnny. I'm going after him, bro.

And show that Holly he fucked with the wrong family.

Go.

Broke man, did you miss me?

I just met your wife.

She was very good.

Are you ready?

Head down.

Overcut.

Go. Come on.

You are a whole lot harder to kill than your dad. I'll give you that.

I've had a long day of fucking up all your businesses.

So why don't we skip the foreplay and just get right to the bangle?

Sure. Fuck you,

Van Damme.

Great.

I really think you can stop me.

That meatheads like the two of you can stop a man like me.

You stop nothing, Johnny, because you are nothing.

That's what you are.

All you ever did was annoy me like a mosquito buzzing in my ear.

In a minute.

You'll be dead, Johnny.

And within a year, my casino will be built.

And there's no one on this island to get in my way.

So you, and your brother, and your pathetic father,

you all died for nothing, Johnny.

You tried to take something that's mine.

But nobody takes anything from me.

Fuck.

I didn't take one thing from you.

I got you, brother.

I'm not crying, you're crying.

You are under arrest for conspiracy to commit murder.

What the hell are you talking about? Well, we've also got you for bribery,

we can get into all that back at the station, yeah? This is ridiculous.

The audacity of it all.

All of this mess, it's all rubbish. I was set up.

Nanny, James, Johnny.

You've known me all your lives.

I was trying to protect you.

I've given everything I have for you.

I was more of a father to the two of you than Walter ever was.

So don't stand there and judge me.

Donnie.

Please, Donnie.

Don't turn your back on me now.

Donnie. I will clear all this mess up.

Donnie. We're family. All right, that's enough. Get him in there.

Sorry it took me so long to come home.

Sorry about a lot of things.

I think... I think maybe staying angry this whole time is my way of just, um...

holding on to... that I know that's not what you have wanted

from me.

She's a great woman.

You would have liked her a lot.

I don't know if I'll get another chance with her because she's stubborn, like

you.

But if I do,

I'm going to try to get it right this time.

Hey, Johnny boy.

I see you still on my island, brah.

Yeah, well, it turns out it's my island, too.

Everything's cool, Johnny.

Much aloha.

Well,

that healed up really good, brah. Do you like it? I like it. Yeah, it's cool.

You know, brah, all the illegal gambling here in Hawaii goes through the

syndicate.

But then there's the Yakuza, brah, who make a deal with Robo Show's team.

So what am I to do, bro?

Well, I could pick a fight with the Yakuza, a war, and plenty of my people

They mucky.

So you let us do it for you.

Right.

It could have helped.

Yeah. I let you live.

What's this?

A little token of my aloha, bro.

It's the name of the man who killed your mother.

And it wasn't one of mine.

This does not make us friends.

I think it does.

Fuck you, fat shit.

I'm sorry, Momo.

What's that about?

Flexin'. Now they gave me this.

This man that killed my mom.

Not gonna try and stop me?

The way I see it, there was a time I should have been there for you and I

wasn't.

Can't make me enough.

Whatever you decide, I got your back.

I just always thought there'd be a time where me and Walter could

get it together.

I said, I don't have a few beers.

I figured out a way how to forgive him.

You, uh... You ever wonder why Walter sent that flash drive to you?

It was the last thing he did.

I think maybe he was calling me home.

12 million.

A lot of money.

A lot of money, little penis.

A lot of money for a little penis.

12 million to buy back our childhood.