All language subtitles for Hawaii.Five-0.2010.S10E04.720p.HDTV.x264-AVS+SVA.updated

- Previously on Hawaii Five-O...
- How you doin', fellas?

There's no more work release for you.

- You're going right to super-max.
- Yeah, until you guys

or some other government pencil
pushers need my skill set again.

This is Commander McGarrett of Five-O.

I need a bomb squad
at my house right now.

- Who'd you piss off now?
- It's a long list.

My money's on Cullen for this one.

We looked into you, Mr. Cullen.

It turns out, back in the early '90s,

when you were starting
your real estate business,

you were over-leveraged
and needed fast cash.

So you borrowed money from Michael Lee,

not knowing that he was just
the front man for the yakuza.

What you have done
recently is use your connections

to recruit a couple of
military-trained hitters.

You turned them loose onto Lee.

It's a theory.

I'm gonna bet on that theory.

Commander. You think you
got the whole picture.

You have no idea what's going on here.

But you're smart. I'm sure at
some point you'll figure it out.

I heard you got something.

Yeah. Report's back from the bomb unit.

They were able to
recover several components

from the device that killed Cullen.

Looks like it shares a
signature with the bomb

that was planted in your garage.

HPD's forensic accountants

have been poring through Cullen's books.

Turns out his real estate
businesses were being used

to launder huge sums of
cash coming in from Asia.

Whoever's money this is
that Cullen was cleaning,

I'm sure they weren't
too happy to find out

that he had drawn the interest
of local law enforcement.

Yeah, I'm thinking when
we started sniffing around,

his bosses got spooked and took him out,

using the same bomb maker
Cullen did to target you.

I mean, Cullen wasn't lying.

This thing is-is much
bigger than we thought.

And it's moving fast.

♪ White shirt now
red, my bloody nose ♪

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♪ Sleeping, you're
on your tippy toes ♪

♪ Creeping around
like no one knows ♪

♪ Think you're so criminal ♪

♪ Bruises, on both
my knees for you ♪

♪ Don't say thank you or please ♪

♪ I do what I want
when I'm wanting to ♪

♪ My soul? So cynical. ♪

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- White van, double cargo doors.
- Just like the witness described.

2 Bravo 311 to Central.

On the report of the
kidnapping last night,

we have eyes on the
suspect vehicle. Stand by.

HPD. Come out with your hands up!

That looks like blood.

HPD. Come out with your hands up!

Cover me.

- Oh, my God.
- Where's the girl?

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- ♪ Rise and shine... ♪
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This is... This is a
stupid idea, I'm sorry.

It's a good idea. What are
you talking about? It's not...

It's fantastic. Women, they love dogs.

Right? They come over, they pet Eddie,

'cause he's a handsome
guy, and they have no choice

but to talk to you
'cause you're standing

right there with the dog.

And then you just try real
hard not to be yourself,

and maybe get a date.

Well, what are you doing here?

I mean, shouldn't you be focusing

on your own dating life?

Like your ex-wife?

O-Okay. I'm-I'm
here for two reasons.

One, because you are easily distracted,

and two, because I want to take credit

when this thing goes down
right, and you get a date.

- Want to take credit.
- Okay.

Just pick up the ball, throw the ball.

- Where?
- There. Look at that.

She's gorgeous. The-the
yoga girl doing, uh,

whatever she's doing.
She's-she's very pretty.

She clearly shares your pathological
obsession with exercise.

Maybe she's, uh, getting ready
to go to brunch or something.

I mean, you can't
tell these days, Danny.

I'm telling you, everything's changed.

Look at that one right there.

Coffee cup, talking to her friend.

She has friends.

Yeah. She's socializing.
People like her.

- They do?
- I think so.

I mean, you're here with a friend...

- Uh-huh.
- And I don't like you.

Ooh, look, look, look.

Look at that, she's... she's beautiful.

- That girl looks amazing.
- Ooh.

- Look at that.
- Ay-yi-yi.

She's classy, she's not talking
on her cell phone like a jerk.

She's, uh... She's,
uh... That's the one.

What do you think?

I think she has a
beautiful English Mastiff.

All right, we'll get Eddie a date next.

Let's get you a date first, okay?

Yeah. Let's just throw
the ball over by her.

Eddie goes and does his little dance,

does what he does, comes
back, brings the ball back.

Maybe-maybe he brings back
something extra, right?

Like a little-little bit of
my pride, you think?

All right, come on, Eddie.

Let's go, let's go get the ball!

Wait, are you
sure that dog's friendly?

Oh, hey, hey, hey!

Eddie, no! No, no, no, Eddie, no!

That's not my fault.

It's a dog park. Eddie, no!

You're not supposed to
have aggressive dogs here.

Well, the good news is
the bite isn't too deep.

I'll get him all stitched
up and apply an antibiotic.

Okay, that is good
news. Thank you so much.

Judging by these surgical scars,

Eddie's been through worse.

Yeah, yeah, he's my little survivor,
this guy, that's for sure.

You, uh, you got, uh...
you got dogs at home?

- Yeah, I do. Two rescues.
- Nice.

I'd like to have a dog. I can't,
'cause I work all the time.

I imagine you, uh, you
got somebody at home

- that looks after 'em.
- No, I don't.

- No?
- Thank God for dog walkers.

Yeah. Except dog walkers
are, uh, suspect in general.

I-I heard some really bad stories.

But this guy, you
should use him, call him.

Get his number, call him.
If you have an emergency,

he'll walk your dogs. You call her.

If you have an emergency, you
walk Eddie, and maybe one time

you walk the dogs together.

I'm a pro... I solve problems.

- This is good.
- Yeah?

No. No, I can't, actually,
'cause I'm tied up right now.

But Detective Williams can
be... No, he can be right there.

If you just text him the address.

Yep, same number.

Thank you. Absolutely. Thank you.

Duty calls, pal.

- Send someone else.
- I'm sending you.

I'll be helpful.

You're it.

- It was nice to meet you.
- Mm-hmm.

Hey. McGarrett messaged

he's still at the vet
with Eddie. What happened?

Well, let's just say that, uh,

Steve and Eddie are no longer
allowed at the dog park.

- Morning, boys.
- Hey.

Wow, look at you, early to
the scene on your first day,

you got a shiny new badge there,

general vibe of hopeful ambition.

This used to be you. What happened?

Well, he graduated from rookie,

so he no longer has
to be early or hopeful.

Hey. I appreciate that. Thank you.

You are very welcome.

Okay, so 911 got a call last night

about a potential kidnapping.

Witness saw a teenager get
grabbed by two masked men

in a van. I'm guessing the
van looked something like this.

Yup. BOLO went out.

Jogger called it in this
morning after seeing the blood,

but when the officers
showed up, they found this.

Uh-huh. Well, that's, uh,
that's a twist, isn't it?

Okay, so if these are the
kidnappers, where's the girl?

- No sign of her.
- All right, do we know who she is?

Unfortunately, no. Witness
didn't get a good view of her.

He just described her as
a teenager with dark hair,

and there haven't been any
missing persons reports filed

for a female of any description.

Okay, what about these
guys? We get an ID on them?

Two of them have records.

One's currently on parole
for an assault charge.

The other did time for armed robbery.

The third guy's clean.

It's his name that's on
the van's rental papers.

He works as a doorman
at a condo building.

Okay, so it's a ransom play.

These guys pick up a girl
hoping for a quick payday.

That would explain why the family

wouldn't report her missing.
Kidnappers probably told them

they'd kill her, you know,
if they got the cops involved.

All right, so we can assume

maybe, uh, drop goes sideways,

these guys end up dead,
girl gets away, hopefully,

What about the parents?

Yeah. Why didn't they
report it after the fact?

Probably 'cause they
got something to hide.

You know, this looks
like a professional hit.

Clean head shots, no signs of struggle.

Single shooter?

Preliminary ballistics indicate

that all kill shots came
from a single weapon.

Right. So this is probably not

a good Samaritan we're looking for.

No, we're looking for a trained killer.

How'd it go?

How'd it go? Eddie needs stitches.

I got to pick him up tonight.

All right, I was talking
about the pretty doctor.

I know what you meant. She liked you.

She was at work. She
was being professional.

- What do you want?
- What is with you?

Why you got all these rules
when it comes to women?

You're like the most reckless
human being on the planet Earth

when it comes to everything else,

but when it comes to
women, you got rules. Why?

What is the problem with a measured,

unhurried response to dating?

Are you worried you're gonna strike out?

'Cause you strike out,
you strike out again,

you strike out a third time,
you might keep striking out,

but you keep moving forward, that's it.

You speaking from personal experience?

I'm gonna tell you a little story.
It's a quick story. 11th grade.

Senior prom was coming
up and I was obsessed

with this girl named Maria Giordano.

It was the end of the
year, so I had to hustle,

so I-I made a quick move,

I went ahead and broke
into the P.A. booth

and I made an announcement
to the entire school.

I said, "This is an emergency.

And i-it's an emergency
for the nurse's office."

The nurse's office?

Yeah. The nurse's office.

Okay? I said I-I need CPR immediately

'cause Maria Giordano
took my breath away

and if she didn't go to senior
prom with me, I was gonna die.

You s... you did that?

- Yeah, I did that.
- Did it work?

No, it did not work. I, um...

I was never spoken to ever
again by Maria Giordano,

but her good friend Jenny Goldstein,
she thought it was hysterical,

so I went with her. We had a great time.

Yeah, I get it, Dan...
But for me, personally,

I-I like to meet someone
and-and organically

come to those feelings
between me and another person.

You understand that?

Without forcing it.
What's so bad about that?

Nothing is-is bad about that.

You and Eddie have a-a
beautiful relationship.

Uh, you guys, u-uh, your
anniversary's coming up soon.

Chief?

Hung up on you, didn't he?

He doesn't like goodbyes.

- What's going on?
- Okay, so,

I dumped the kidnappers' phones.

One of them called the
same number several times

over the past 48 hours.

Turns out it belongs

to a client services rep at
a bank downtown who handles

the bulk of their wire transfers
and foreign transactions.

- Uh-huh.
- HPD is bringing the guy in now.

A banker who specializes in moving money

gets involved with the kidnappers.

- What do you think?
- A story as old as time,

my friend.

Guy gets sick and tired of opening

checking accounts all day,
develops himself a side hustle

coordinating ransom money.

Okay, so if this is a
straight-up kidnap and ransom,

the family is likely wealthy.

Maybe they had their
own personal security

handle the exchange
or they hired someone

to get the girl back,
like a K&R consultant.

Well, a good way to find out would be

for us to figure out who this girl is.

Sure hope that banker's
got an ID for us.

I might have a lead on
that. CSU scrubbed the van.

It was no help in terms of finding out

who the kidnapping victim
was or who rescued her.

It was a rental, so it
was covered head to toe

in prints and DNA, none of
which were in the system.

So, no lead at all. I'm sorry, 'cause...

Patience, darling. Allow
me to get there.

- 'Kay.
- The lab

found fibers under the fingernails

of the kidnappers; also, some of them

were snagged on the bottom of the van.

All red wool.

None of the kidnappers
were wearing this fabric,

so it likely came from the girl.

Back up.

Who in the hell wears wool in Hawaii?

Nobody. Unless you're being forced to.

Private school.

Goes with the rich girl theory.

Yeah, so I looked into the school.

It turns out it's within two miles

from the site of the kidnapping.
Every girl that goes

to this school has to wear

a knee-length skirt made of...
You guessed it... red wool.

After what happened to
this girl, there's no way

she's turning up to class today.

That's what I thought,
so I called the school.

Turns out only five girls

did not show up to class this morning.

So it's a good lead.

- Yeah.
- Well, one of those five girls

must be our kidnapping victim,
so we need to talk to them.

Easy. I got the home
addresses of all the girls.

We can work our way through the list.

And by "we," he means "you."
Why don't you take Quinn,

you guys go do... check it out.

It would be my pleasure.
Sergeant Liu, I drive.

Lead the way, Ms. Rey.

I can't understand,

if your daughter's kidnapped,

why you wouldn't
immediately go to the police.

Especially after you get her back.

Well, maybe it wasn't
the parents' choice.

So you're saying that maybe the girl

wanted to keep the kidnapping a secret?

Well...

maybe it wasn't just a kidnapping.

You know, she was in that van

for over an hour with
three grown men, Tani.

Yeah, I know. It's terrible.

That's why I just, I can't imagine

why you, why you wouldn't
want to come forward and...

No, we can't imagine because
it didn't happen to us,

so let's just stop trying to
guess what we would have done,

or how we would have felt, so...

Hey, Lou, what's up?

Well, I think we can make
your list a little bit shorter.

We just talked to the banker.

That was fast. Tough nut to crack?

More like a soft-boiled egg.

Guy's a nine-to-fiver who's never had

so much as a speeding ticket.

He got wrangled into the kidnapping plot

by his cousin, the doorman,

who grabbed the girl with
two of his lowlife friends.

Now, the banker only had one job,

and that was to make the ransom
money transfer untraceable,

but they couldn't even do that.

Before the three amigos could
execute that part of the plan,

they themselves were executed.

What? So the family didn't
even get the ransom call?

How would they send
someone to rescue her?

How did they know where she was?

The banker couldn't answer that.

Swears he doesn't know
who the kidnap victim was.

apparently, they chose the girl

because she lives in the
same high-end building

the doorman worked at.

The address of that building
is 147 Lewers Street.

Anybody on your list live there?

Yes. A tenth grader by
the name of Yumi Chun.

She's new to the school.

She's only been there
a little over a month.

Oh. Hell of a way to
start the school year.

Yumi Chun?

I'm Tani Rey, this is Quinn Liu.

We're with Five-O.

Do you mind if we come in?

Okay.

Thanks.

Are your parents home?

Um, they're out of town.

Do you mind if we sit?

Yumi, um,

I'm-I'm sorry that we even
have to ask this, but...

we need you to talk
to us about last night.

We know what happened.

We know that you were forced
into a van by three men.

That must have been terrifying.

And then coming back here all alone

and being new to the school,

you must have felt like
you couldn't talk to anyone about it.

But I-I promise you, Yumi,

keeping it a secret is worse.

Nothing happened.

I know it's hard to say it out loud.

I get that, because it makes it real.

What you survived last night,

I'm sure you want to
just forget about it.

I know this is hard, um,

but the men that took you were murdered.

And we want to find out who killed them.

Yumi.

Look at me.

I'm sorry this happened to you.

It is not your fault.

And we are here to listen,

and to help you in any way that we can.

So, no pressure, okay?

Hey, Danny, Danny.

CSU just finished their
ballistics analysis.

Bullet trajectories and spatter
patterns indicate that the shots

were all fired from the same angle:

three feet off the
ground, inside the van.

Same place where the red fibers
were found snagged on the floor.

- Same place Yumi was sitting.
- Yeah.

I don't think anyone rescued her.

Sorry. Adam, hey.

Listen to me, it's possible that girl

killed those men herself.

Tani.

Okay, thanks. HPD's
searching the neighborhood,

but it looks like she got away.

Updated Danny. Sent out a new BOLO.

Turns out, Yumi was not
the innocent schoolgirl

she was pretending to be.

All right, let's take a lap,

let's figure out who she really is.

Well, this seems out of place.

Tani.

Wow. Nice find.

All right.

A subcompact pistol...

one, two, three different
types kinds of currency...

four passports.

Looks like Yumi Chun wasn't
this woman's only alias.

Meet the artist formerly
known as Yumi Chun.

Seems before she was in high school,

she was an IT specialist
wanted for questioning in China.

And before that, a software engineer

who fled arrest in Germany.

Yeah, I'll tell you something.
She's not a teenager.

I mean, according to this résumé,

she's at least mid-20s,
maybe even older.

And not to mention her
biggest accomplishment:

an Interpol Red Notice
she earned by being linked

to a Malaysian data management
company called MalayStream.

Why does that company sounds familiar?

Maybe because it was accused
of leading an unsuccessful

North Korean-sanctioned cyber attack

on U.S. power grids a few years ago.

So this woman used to work
for the North Korean government.

Now she lives in the U.S.

Only one answer comes to mind.

Yumi Chun is a North Korean spy.

The whole schoolgirl alias was a cover.

She fooled everyone.

Yeah, including her kidnappers.

Talk about bad luck choosing
a kidnap and ransom target.

Okay, why be a
schoolgirl, though, right?

There's a million things she
could have chose. Why that?

That depends on the
mission that she's here for.

We have to assume that every
single detail of her alias

is all put in place so that
she can accomplish that mission.

I'm talking about the age she chose,

the school she enrolled in...

And the friends she made.

I mean, that private school,

it is fancy. Elite.

And a lot of powerful people
send their kids there...

including people high
up in the military.

So you're saying she chose
it to try and get close

to the son or daughter of a
high-ranking military official?

The easiest way to get
into the house of someone

like that is to be invited.

All right, let's call
the school, see which students

Yumi got close to,
find out if any of them

have parents who serve.

That's how we'll find her.

Excuse me? Hi.

I'm so sorry to do
this. My phone just died,

and I really need to check my e-mails.

Do you think I could use your laptop?

Uh... yeah, sure. Of course.

Here, go for it.

I'm Gary, by the way. Jen.

I was about to get another coffee.
Do you want anything?

Really? I'd kill for a latte.

You got it.

Um, do your worst.

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I never met the girl. My
daughter Julie had her over

a couple of nights ago,

but I was out of town. I
just got back this morning.

Yeah, well, that wasn't a coincidence.

Look, we think that
Yumi enrolled in school

to get close to your daughter
and get access to this house.

And of course that's gonna be
easier when you're not in it.

Good news. Sweep hasn't turned up

- any surveillance equipment yet.
- Even if it did,

I never discuss sensitive
information here.

All she would've recorded
are arguments with my wife

about the expensive dog
food she insists on buying.

Major General, we... Not
for a minute do we question

your discretion. This
woman has gone through

a lot to get here, right?

And it's because of
your position in the DOD.

We just need to figure out why.

We got something.

This lamp is bugged.

And I don't think it's
a listening device.

It's a camera. Wi-Fi-enabled.

It's been transmitting
video since it was installed.

Major General, where
do you use your laptop?

Right below that lamp.

Do you look at classified
information on that laptop?

It's more than that.

All the classified documents

my security clearance
grants me access to

are available through
my encrypted DOD account.

Okay, I don't think that camera
was meant for your screen.

I think it was meant for your keyboard,

and if she has your password...

She has everything.

Did you log into that
account this morning?

I did. About two hours ago.

All right. You calling CCIU?

Yeah. Get the password revoked.

Yeah, let's hope she hasn't used it yet.

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Hey, careful. It's hot.

Oh. Shoot. Did I not say iced?

Oh. My bad.

Um, I'll get you another one.

Oh, you're sweet, Gary, thanks.

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Wait, whoa, whoa, whoa! Hold
on, you're going the wrong way.

Come with me. Here's the bad news.

CID cyber crime unit
just called me to tell me

that Yumi accessed
Avea's encrypted account

before we disabled the password.

Great. So the spy got her hand
into the classified cookie jar.

- What's the good news?
- Good news? There ain't no good news.

Because they don't know what she took.

The girl is a pro, man.
She covered her tracks.

- It's gonna take time.
- Yeah, time we don't have.

She's moving fast. We need to know

what her next move is gonna
be if we want to catch up.

You think we need to rustle up Jerry?

Aw, I don't know,
man. If CID hit a wall,

then Jerry's gonna hit a wall for sure.

But I talked to McGarrett...

I take it he had an idea?

Yeah, and you're not gonna like it.

Oh...

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Man, you're looking kind
of rough up in here, Daddy.

You should really get out more.

You know, vitamin D
could do you some good.

Pass. Skin cancer is a silent killer.

Boy, who you think you're fooling?

We know good and well
that living in the hole

has got you going out
of your rabbit-ass mind.

Hardly.

It's good for the soul
to get away, you know?

Get some quality, uh, me time in.

Well, I bet you I know
what me ain't getting

up in Casa Del Solitude...

caramel double shot cappuccinos.

It's all yours

if you do us a little favor.

Yeah? Let me guess.

That tiny little baby favor
has something to do with

national security and comes along

with a nice ticking clock?

Oh, come on, now. Go big or
go home, baby.

Did I say "home"?

Mm. I meant to say "hole."

Go big or go hole.

- Go hole. Yeah.
- What's Jerry up to? Hot date?

Oh...

so you're desperate.

Love it.

Well, if that's the case,
you know the drill, fellas.

I'm not helping you out unless
I'm guaranteed a transfer

to a minimum-security facility
with furlough privileges.

Deal?

Nah, we good. Bye forever.

Wait!

I'm about to lose a lot
of respect for myself here.

We're okay with that.

Lou, talk to us.

Uh, hang on.

All right, according to Mr. Wright,

the major general's account was

accessed just a few minutes
before we revoked the password.

She used an IP address

that traces back to a coffee shop

in Waikiki called "Coffee Talk."

Well, seeing as she didn't grab a laptop

before throwing herself off the balcony,

I'm guessing she went
there looking for one.

You're welcome, by the way.

Oh, and I'm fine. How are you guys?

All right, Junior, call HPD,
have them send a unit over

to this coffee shop, see if you
can figure out which computer

- Yumi was using.
- On it.

Can you tell what
documents she accessed?

Well, hello. Is that a fresh voice

I'm hearing? A new recruit, perhaps?

Oh, our apologies.

Quinn Liu, meet homicidal oil slick

- Aaron Wright.
- A nickname.

That's how you know you're in.

Can you tell them
jokes with a broken jaw?

I'm sending you my screen right now.

All right. What is this?

All the classified documents
that she downloaded.

That's a lot of American secrets.

About ten terabytes' worth.

Spy girl was not messing around.

Strange, none of these documents

seem particularly relevant

to North Korea's national interest.

Yeah, like she raided his account

without anything specific in mind.

Well, come on. She was in a hurry.

Don't you think she'd
just smash and grab

and get the hell out of there?

Sure, but that's actually

what's bothering me.

I mean, this woman's
been an agent for years,

so if all she needed were
credentials to raid the DOD,

she could have done it already.

Yeah, she could have
done it from anywhere.

Right? But she chose here.

She went to a lot of trouble
to embed herself here on Oahu.

- I think this is a haystack.
- I'm sorry.

Did you mean to say "haystack,"
or is something wrong with you?

No. See, she downloads a
haystack to hide a needle.

That's the one piece of
intelligence she's looking for.

- Ah.
- So, if the intelligence was not

about our military's
plans for North Korea...

Then maybe it was about something

North Korea was looking
for on Oahu. Wright?

Oh, are we talking now?

Shut up. Do a keyword search...

"North Korea" and "Oahu."

Look at most recent documents first.

As part of her sweep,

she downloaded personnel
files of intelligence assets.

Now one of them was updated
two months ago under a new name.

Whose name?

"Jae-Sung Dai."

North Korean defector
who is now living here

on the island using his
new alias, "Sam Hong."

Looks like he was recently debriefed.

It says here he is responsible

for one of the most successful
mass escapes from North Korea

in modern history.

He got out with at least five families.

They fled to Northeast China,
and Dai defected to the U.S.

Five families.

I mean, he's a hero.

No. I mean, yes, he is,

but not to them.

To them, he's a traitor.

And they sent her here to look for him.

This is it. He's the needle.

I'll call CID... Send
all units to his address.

All right, Tani, call HPD.

Dispatch them out, and you and Junior go

with them. Make sure we get that guy

out of this building
before she gets there.

Let's go.

Go, go, go.

Sir, go back inside
and lock your door now.

My phone.

Jae-Sung, annyeong.

Looks like CID beat us here.

So did she.

Drop your weapon now or I'll shoot!

That wouldn't be in your
best interest, Officer Rey.

You might be aware I've come into
some sensitive information.

Special forces movement,

location of hidden bases,

internal memos on detainees

held by U.S.-operated black sites.

All of it is currently
on a timed release online.

In less than 30 minutes, it
will be uploaded to the dark web

for any American enemy who wants it.

And as we all know, there are many.

And you're the only
one that can stop it.

And for that, you want something.

That sound about right?

Get the two of us on a
plane back to our country.

Simple as that.

So he can be tortured and executed?

A small price to pay to
keep your country safe.

Wouldn't you say?

I'll admit, I didn't think you'd make

the right decision, Commander.

The right decision?

Because before you told
me I only had one choice.

Yes, but frankly, I'm not
convinced you believe that.

So let me be clear.

The only way I stop
those classified documents

from going live is while on a plane

bound for North Korea.

Any deviation from this plan,

and I will kill the
defector without hesitation.

How far are away from
the airfield are they?

Uh, I don't know. About six minutes.

Did you tell her that the
plane's not going in the air?

- I may have left that part out.
- Uh-huh.

Let's hope our gamble pays
off before they get there.

Tani, Junior, talk to me.

We're in position.

Lou, where are we at
with the computer Yumi used?

HPD just dropped it off.
Wright's working on it right now.

I found the dark web portal

where Yumi set the timed release.

She must've been working fast,
because she left breadcrumbs

right to a backdoor.

I can probably disable it,

but I'm gonna need some time.

Time? We don't have time.

They're almost at the airfield.

Yeah, okay, I get it.

Right. Mm-hmm. I got
five minutes to hack this,

or Jae-something dies

a horrible death and
our national security

is compromised on a global
scale. "You hear me, Wright?"

- Mm-hmm.
- I get it.

And since the fate of the world
isn't enough to motivate you,

why don't we give you a
little something that might?

If you can't stop this document dump,

that means you're not as good
a hacker as we thought you were,

which makes you pretty
much useless to us.

And then we're leaving here
and we're never coming back.

You understand? That means
we'll be the last human contact

you ever have in your
entire wasted life,

and that coffee that the
floor's drinking right now,

well, that'll be the
last thing you ever taste

that ain't lukewarm
and suspiciously lumpy.

You paint a vivid picture.

I'm not getting on that plane.

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Boss, they're talking.

I'm gonna patch the
comms through to you.

All right.

Patch through a translator, also?

They know each other.

What, you speak Mandarin and Korean?

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They were friends. They worked together.

This isn't just about her
coming to get a defector?

No. It's personal.

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- Jae-Sung's stopping the car.
- Boss?

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Steve, she's giving him an ultimatum.

- She's threatening to kill him.
- Boss?

Hold your fire. Until Wright
can stop the document release,

she's the only other person
who can. Wright, talk to me.

I'm not there yet.

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He's running!

Drop your weapon!

Drop it!

Yumi's down.

Hey.

It's over.

Hey. Yeah.

Wright, tell me you
disabled the document dump.

You have less than ten seconds.

Steve, I don't think he's gonna make it.

- He's not gonna be able...
- Wait, wait, wait.

That's it. I'm in.

Timed release has been stopped.

Stopped? You're sure?

Well, it says, you
know, "upload canceled."

That's usually a good sign, so, uh...

yeah.

You play too much.

Look at me. Now I'm the
one stopping a bad guy

from getting away on a plane.

I think this deserves

a change of scenery, fellas.

Well, Aaron, I'm gonna
give you a life lesson.

It ain't about where you end up.

Life is about the friends
you make along the way.

Or didn't make, in your case.

Oh, uh, by the way?

The coffee was decaf.

Ha!

Try to keep him from running,

and make sure those stitches stay dry.

All righty. No playing and no swimming.

I'll break it to him gently.

Hope he behaved himself,

unlike my partner this morning. Oh.

Oh, Eddie was a perfect gentleman.

Okay. Well, that's great.

That's great. You hear that, Eddie?

Good boy, Eddie. Oh, um...

Uh...

Uh, it's nothing.

Uh, good.

- It's all good?
- Yeah.

- So, uh, if there's nothing, I'll just...
- Okay, thank you. Appreciate it.

Okay. Thank you.

All right, buddy.

What do you say? You want
to go get something to eat?

Why you looking in there?

Huh?

Don't-don't look at me
like that. I like her, too.

All right, buddy? But
I don't think Th...

I don't think the feeling's mutual.

What?

I know what you're doing.
You're conspiring with Danny.

I see what you're doing.

Well, what do you want me to do?
Just... you want me to just go

in there and-and get shot down
in front of all those people?

Nope, it's not gonna work.

I'm telling you,

I don't need that in my life.

I got a very full social life.

I-I... it's very rich.

Danny's projecting, okay?

He's also right, 'cause I'm
sitting here talking to a dog.

Whatever. Okay, fine.

He's right. Danny's right. Okay.

Just wait here, all right?

Wait... just wait here. Wait.

Hey.

Hey.

Did you have another question?

Oh, no. It can wait. That's fine.

It's fine. What is it?

You really... you...

Hi. You're really gonna make me say this

say this in front of e-everybody? Huh?

I really am.

Okay. Uh,

Dr. Okino, uh,

would you like to go to
dinner with me sometime?

And?

And I got a date.

Great.

What is that?

It's-it's, um, I'm...

I'm really happy for you.

- That's all.
- What, you-you wanted her to say no?

- Is that... ?
- No. No, no.

I-I just... I...

Personally, though, I
don't want you to miss out

on the vital human experience
of being rejected by a stranger.

- You know?
- Dude, you're unbelievable.

You wanted me to get
a date, I got a date.

I'm-I'm very happy that you
got a date, okay?

- Uh-huh. - Very, very
happy. And, more importantly,

my plan worked, so I'm very
happy about that, too.

Oh. Okay, you want the
credit? You can have it.

You can have the vet
bill, too. How about that?

So?

So what?

You know, how'd it go?

You had to tell everybody?

I didn't... I didn't have
to tell anybody anything.

I chose to. Uh, and it-it worked out.

He-he got a date. All right.

- Hey.
- Hey!

Congrats, man. Way
to get back out there.

Hey, this man ought to know.

How-How's Tamiko, by the way?

Oh, hey, you know, I don't...

I don't want to steal the
spotlight from Steve here.

Please have the spotlight.

Well, lookee here. If it
ain't Miss Rosetta Stone.

Ah.

How's that for a first day?

Well, let's see.

I got my ass kicked by a
North Korean secret agent

and then translated

the hostage taking

of some of America's
most dangerous secrets.

- Good.
- And usually on the first day,

I'm just, uh, figuring
out the coffee machine.

Today was actually pretty laid-back,

all things considered.

And we don't have a coffee machine.

You're kidding.

But you're still in?

I am so in.

- Yes!
- Cheers to that!

- Yes!
- That's what I'm talking about.