All language subtitles for Hawaii Five-0 (2010).10x18.Lost in the sea sprays.SVA

- Previously on Hawaii Five-O...
- There are things you must know

about Kenji Higashi.

He killed Masuda-San.

- He is not to be trusted.
- Daddy?

Where's Haru?

I put him on a plane.

He's taking care of
something for me in Japan.

And what about Endo?

He in Japan, too?

If you're feeling the pressure of living

this double life of yours,

let me know.

I'd be more than happy to
put you on a plane, too.

_

Don't.

Don't. Just don't.

- Don't what?
- Last time I was ironing a shirt,

you came in here, you
said a bunch of dumb stuff,

and it turned into a big
thing... I just, I-I like ironing.

I just want to iron in peace.

- I'm not gonna say anything.
- Good.

I will say

that, in my opinion, you should invest

in a nice cotton blend,
wrinkle-free, so...

- Let me ask you a question.
- Okay.

Is it boring being as
predictable as you are?

You know, last time we
got into a thing because

you were going on a date and
you didn't tell me about it.

So may... so maybe this time

you'll be forthcoming and
tell me what's going on.

I'm going on a date with Emma.

- Emma?
- Emma.

The cute, uh...

- The gorgeous...
- The gorgeous

- veterinarian. Ah.
- That's right.

Last week you had a date with Brooke,

- this week you have a date with Emma?
- You don't approve?

I don't believe you.
I think you're just,

you're, uh, you're messing
with me a little bit.

Alexa, what's my schedule tonight?

At 8:00 p.m., there's
dinner at Maile's Thai Bistro

- with Emma Okino.
- Huh. Thank you.

Oh, Alexa?

Is Danny Williams an idiot?

I'm not going to answer that.

See? She's loyal to me
'cause I bought her for you.

No, she just doesn't know you yet.

- No?
- Give her time.

Okay.

Yo.

Hey, bud. Can you leave the
iron on when you're done?

- Yeah, you got it.
- What, you got a date, too?

- Huh?
- Aha.

Let me guess, uh, salty
brunette, cute smile,

got a thing for mermaids, loudmouth?

Hey. She likes to say she's
always using her outside voice.

Well, you know what? I think it's great

that you and Tani are
giving it a go, bud.

Yeah, me, too.

McGarrett.

Whoa, whoa. Wait, wait, wait. What?

Shots fired, Adam's building.

Grover's en route.

Adam. Hey. You all right?

Yeah. Kenji sent them.

Okay, all right. Let's
get you cleaned up.

Come on, we got to get you out
of here, get you someplace safe.

Come on. No... Lou, Lou.

What we need to do right now
is take down Kenji and his crew.

- Right now.
- What are you talking about?

I've been trying to
dismantle Kenji's operation

for months now,

and I finally have
the evidence to do it.

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Five-O! Drop your weapons!

Go ahead.

Finish it.

I want to hear you say it.

Masuda.

Yes.

I killed Masuda.

And you and your girlfriend
would have been next

had Tokyo not intervened.

I need EMTs behind the house right now.

You know, you were
right not to trust me.

I was working for Five-O
the whole time, playing you.

And now I have video footage

of you and your crew
executing Endo and Haru.

You're going away, Kenji,

and never getting out.

Well done, Noshimuri.

Except I don't see how
you can let me live.

Why, because you'll talk?

Yes.

And I have a lot to say about you.

I'll take my chances.

_

- I'm so sorry for your loss.
- Thank you. Are you okay?

- Hi. Sorry I'm late.
- Well, you're here now.

Councilman Mikala, this
is our daughter Noelani.

Well, it's a pleasure
to meet you, Noelani.

I'm so sorry it's under
these circumstances.

Your uncle was a great man.

The number of kids that Pastor Akumu

pulled out of gangs, helped get clean...

His passing is a huge
loss for the community.

But I'm gonna make sure his
church has the funding it needs

to continue his good work.

We appreciate your generosity.

I understand you're a physician.

Your parents must be proud.

I am actually

the chief medical examiner
of Honolulu County.

Very impressive.

Forgive my parents, Councilman.

They think it's a little weird
that I work with dead bodies.

Well, if you'll excuse me.

Of course. Nice meeting you.

I'm gonna go pay my respects.

_

Let me get this straight.

Your plan to take down the
Yakuza was to fly to Japan

and have them make you an oyabun?

- Yes.
- Uh-huh.

And as oyabun, I would
have been able to dismantle

the entire operation from within.

And to prove your loyalty,

you decided to become
an inside man for them

and start feeding them HPD...

I was giving them morsels, Steve.

Just enough to keep them on the hook

while I gathered the evidence
I needed, and it worked.

Look, the fact that you
thought this plan of yours

was the best way to do it,

that's not the problem here.

You weren't straight with me.

All right? You lied to me.
You lied to me multiple times.

I gave you so many
chances to come clean.

You know as well as I do

you would have said it was too
dangerous, shut everything down.

But after what Kenji did,
what he put Tamiko through,

I did what I had to do, okay?
I had to see this through.

Did you? 'Cause that
wasn't your call to make.

You didn't just put yourself at risk.

You risked the reputation
of this entire unit.

Don't you see that?
And that right there,

that's... hey... that's
something I have to answer for.

Look, if you want my
badge, I'll understand.

If I want your badge,
I'll take your badge.

All right? Right now what I
want is for you to go down to HPD

and debrief the
organized crime division.

You're gonna tell 'em
everything you know.

Of course.

McGarrett. Wait, what?

Yeah. Oh, I got it. We're on the way.

Everything okay?

A freighter two miles off the
coast of Oahu was attacked.

Crew were taken hostage,
captain shot dead.

Shouldn't the Coast Guard be on that?

According to the crew, it was
the Coast Guard who attacked.

We just thought it was
just a routine check.

They had Coast Guard uniforms, badges.

And their skiff was, it was skinned.

You know, to make it
look like the real deal.

We let them on board,

and before you know it, they
had guns out and they were

- ordering us on the ground.
- They're pirates.

It's just a unique way to hijack a ship.

I've been working these
shipping lanes for years, and

I-I'd never even heard
of an attack like this.

Well, there must have been
something about this boat

that was too good to pass up.

Yeah. Eh, uh,

what kind of cargo do you have on board?

You know, I can give
you the manifest, but

it didn't even seem
like they made it down

to the cargo hold. I mean,
as soon as they were on board,

they locked the entire
crew in the cabin and...

uh, they ordered the captain
to take 'em down to the safe.

That's where it happened.

You want to take us down there?

Please.

Well, looks like our captain
got off a couple shots

before he was killed, huh?

He kept a gun in the safe.

When they forced him to open it,

he must have grabbed
it and fired at 'em.

Uh, what else was in the safe?

Just money. Payroll, petty cash.

Do you know how much cash?

Uh, 20 to 50 grand,

depending on how deep
we were into the route.

Look, man, we're all, uh,
we're all sorry for your loss,

and we appreciate you
going through this with us.

Thank you.

All right. So, why would
anybody go to that much trouble

for less than 50 grand?
Doesn't make sense to me.

Yeah, especially when
these shipping freighters

carry millions in cargo.

Maybe they were just getting
started with the safe.

Yeah, you're right. It could be that
they were moving on to the cargo

when the captain started
firing and they bailed.

I-I just feel like

there's something we're not seeing here.

Excuse me.

Hey. Noelani.

We're really sorry to
hear about your uncle.

Oh, thank you. Um, that's
actually why I'm calling.

Look, there's something going on here,

- and I could use your help.
- Okay.

My family was told that my
uncle died of a heart attack.

But at his wake today,

I noticed an acute rash on his arm

that isn't consistent
with a cardiac event.

Well, how did the coroner's
report explain that?

See, that's the thing.

The rash isn't even mentioned.

I reached out to the coroner,

but he refused to discuss it.

I was hoping for some sort
of professional courtesy,

but he pretty much just blew me off.

You think he's hiding something?

I'm not sure. But, Steve...

before my uncle became a pastor,
he was involved with gangs

and suffered from a
substance abuse problem.

I hate to think that
he got into some sort

of trouble or had a relapse, but...

even if that's the case, I
just want to know the truth.

Noelani, here's what I'm gonna do.

I'm gonna send Quinn down
there to help you out with this.

Whatever's going on, we're gonna get

to the bottom of it.

- Thank you so much.
- Yeah, of course.

- Hey, boss.
- Yo.

Something you got to see here.

Fresh blood.

We know the captain fired his weapon.

But what if he hit one of these pirates,

and that guy's crew left him for dead?

If it was me, I'd probably hide.

He might still be on the ship.

Yeah, we got to
split up into search parties.

If this guy's still on the
ship, we got to find him.

Copy that.

- Clear.
- Moving.

- Clear.
- Move.

Moving.

Clear.

Hey... sorry we had to cancel our date.

Now? Really, Joons, you
have to work on your timing.

Fair enough.

To be fair, I was kind
of looking forward to it.

Me, too.

Tani! Tani!

Boss! Boss!

McGarrett!

Tani, she's stuck inside!

- Okay. On three, on three, here we go.
- Yeah.

One! Two! Three!

Tani!

- Found him.
- Yeah, you don't say.

Subject is an 87-year-old

male,
no visible signs of trauma,

- no drugs present in the tox screen.
- _

You again?

How the hell did you get in here?

- It's amazing the doors this opens.
- This is outrageous.

- I'm in the middle of a report.
- Yeah, I can see that.

Are you gonna base this
one off of evidence,

or are you just gonna make it
up, like you did my uncle's?

You have a sterling reputation,

lots of commendations from
the Medical Examiners Board,

and yet somehow you failed
to notice an obvious rash

on Mr. Cunha's body.

Or at least neglected
to put it on the report.

Dr. Hidoko, I don't
believe a medical examiner

with your experience would
miss something like that.

I just want to know what
happened to my uncle.

You know what else this allows me to do?

Arrest you.

Okay. I did see the rash.

Then why leave it off the report?

The morning I conducted my
exam on Mr. Cunha's body,

someone approached
me in the parking lot.

He said my report should conclude

Mr. Cunha died of a heart attack or...

something very bad would happen to me.

I considered going to the police,
but I was too scared.

The only reason why
someone would want to

change the COD on a coroner's
report is to cover up a crime.

The rash on his arm;
am I correct in thinking

it indicates carbon monoxide poisoning?

In my professional opinion, yes.

Okay, well, the presence
of carbon monoxide

doesn't necessarily indicate foul play.

Sure. But then why cover it up?

We're gonna need a description
of the man who threatened you,

as well as any security footage
you have of the parking lot.

Yeah, of course.

Well, ahoy there, sea dogs.

Anybody left pining for
a life on the high seas?

No, no, it was salty, I was nauseous.

I'm good on land for
the rest of my life.

He really puts the "drama" in Dramamine.

Yeah, Lou, uh, you got something, huh?

I do. Because, even in
the middle of nowhere,

somebody's always watching.

- Mm-hmm.
- So, I learned today

that shipping companies

use satellite technology
in order to combat piracy.

And lucky for us...

caught a look at our
freighter during the attack.

And did that satellite capture

where the pirates went after the raid?

Unfortunately not,
because it only

captures images
in the shipping lane.

But here's something you can see.

There's Calico Jack and two mateys

loading a crate of what
looks like the ship's cargo

onto their skiff.

"What looks like"?
What else would it be?

I don't know. But I'll
tell you what I do know:

HPD just finished going
through the ship's inventory.

Everything's accounted for.

Okay, so something else was
smuggled onto that freighter

with the ship's legitimate cargo.

All right, so taking
the cash from the safe,

that was just a cover.

It was to distract from what
they were really there for.

Right, but to know
something was being smuggled

onto that ship, they would've
had to have an inside man.

Right? Either somebody inside
the smuggling operation...

- Somebody on the crew.
- Right.

Well, the freighter's being

escorted into port as we speak,

and the entire crew are
being brought in by HPD

to take their statements.

All right, what about the dead pirate?

We ID that guy yet?

Yes, sir.

Ran him through facial rec. Here he is.

Kyle Munoz.

Okay, let's dig into Mr. Munoz.

See if you can find a connection
to anybody on the crew.

We should also look
into the, uh, the boat

that the pirates used.
We got anything there?

Yeah. The crew describes it
as a 25-foot Defender-class

speedboat, skinned to
look like law enforcement.

All right, Tani, why
don't you and Junior look into

any boats on the island
that fit that description.

I'm talking registrations,

reports of theft, the works.

We find that boat, we find our pirates.

The man who threatened Dr. Hidoko

is Eke Mahoe.

Looks like he just got out
of prison three months ago

and is living at a halfway
house five miles from here.

What was he serving time for?

Well, you're not gonna believe this:

Mahoe was serving a ten-year
sentence for attempted murder.

He tried to kill your uncle.

So, wait... sorry.

Eke shoots my uncle a decade ago.

Now he's out of prison.

My Uncle Akumu suddenly dies,

and Eke is threatening
a medical examiner

to falsify an autopsy report?

We just found ourselves a suspect.

Back in the day, both Akumu and I

ran with bad crews.

When someone from a rival gang
stepped to you, you retaliated.

It was that simple.

- You thought of them as the enemy.
- _

Which is why I was solely shocked

when the first letter I got in
the joint was from your uncle...

saying he forgave me.

That he turned his life around
and that I could do the same.

That sounds like my Uncle Akumu. Yeah.

We wrote a lot after that.

He gave me hope that I
could be a better man.

And you know what?

By the time I got out...

I was.

Mr. Mahoe, why would you threaten

the coroner unless he ruled
Akumu's death a heart attack?

The day Akumu died, he'd
invited me over for a visit.

When he didn't answer the
front door, I went around back.

I could hear a car
running in the garage.

Carbon monoxide.

I found him in the driver's seat.

He'd run a hose from the
tailpipe to the window.

So you cleaned up the evidence

and insisted the M.E. declare
the COD a heart attack.

That man gave all those kids hope.

Hope that things could get better.

How would they feel if they found out

he took his own life?

I wasn't gonna
let suicide be your uncle's legacy.

I understand.

Um, would you excuse us for a second?

Of course.

This doesn't add up, okay?
No matter how hard it got,

my uncle would never abandon those kids.

They were his life.

Why don't we go to Akumu's house

and check it out ourselves? Sound good?

Yeah.

Hey, big man, how we
doing finding that boat?

Uh, not yet, but I did find us a link.

- Uh-huh.
- Between our dead pirate Kyle Munoz

and a member of the freighter crew.

Hang on.

You remember this guy

- Carl Lawson?
- Yeah.

Well, I found out he grew
up right here on the island.

As a matter of fact, he went

to high school with
our Long John Pilfer.

Phone records confirm,
guys were in touch as...

recently as last week.

All right, so this has
got to be our inside guy.

And you can take that to the bank.

He certainly did... Check this out.

This guy has been receiving wire
transfers from overseas accounts

at regular intervals
for the last three years.

Let me guess, each one
of those transfers matches

up with a freighter trip from China.

That's correct.

So, what's he do?

He calls his boy from
high school, right?

They put a crew together
to pull off the heist.

Right, then he goes and
tells his smuggler friends

that the boat was hit by
a random pirate attack.

We need to talk to Lawson.

Have HPD bring him straight here.

Will do.

Hey, um...

You have, uh, you have
any idea how long this

is gonna take, yeah?
Man, I've been stuck

on that ship for, like,
the last three weeks...

Well, judging by the way
that Lawson is literally kicking

and screaming, I'm guessing
this wasn't a rescue attempt.

Those guys in the masks?

Those aren't his friends...
Those are the smugglers

he was working for, and
now they got questions.

So, they need Lawson back to
figure out where their stuff is.

Whatever they were
smuggling, it had to be

pretty valuable for
them to risk a brazen

daylight assault like this.

Not to pile on, but we
haven't had much luck finding

the boat that the pirates
used. We have HPD pulling

the registrations for
every vessel in that class

on the island, but there's a lot
and it's gonna take some time.

Because now that they have
Lawson, it won't be long

before these smugglers and
their cargo are happily reunited.

All right, forget the boat,
then... why don't we go

after the people that
gave it a makeover?

I like that, that's good.
It takes a special skill set

to skin a boat and make it
look like a Coast Guard skiff.

I'll make some inquiries.

I'll see who provides that
kind of service on the island.

Sounds good.

_

Let's start in the garage.

You guys know what we're looking for.

All right.

- You okay?
- Yeah.

Um, it's just been a while
since I was here last.

Hmm, take your time.
We've got this covered.

Thanks.

Noelani?

Hey.

- You okay?
- Uh, yeah.

Did you guys find anything?

Yeah, the garden hose Eke said
was leading from the tailpipe

to the window.

CSU is running it for prints now.

Do you want to talk about it?

I don't know.

You know, my parents already
disapprove of my career.

How are they gonna react

if my looking into this reveals

that my uncle committed suicide?

When I was in high school,

my brother Brian took his own life.

Um, Quinn, I'm...

I'm so sorry. I, I had no idea.

After he died, my family,
we never talked about it.

Like... at all.

- And it just made things worse.
- I can't imagine.

My brother's life was so much
more than the way he died.

And the same thing goes for your uncle.

So, no matter what we find...

you remember that, okay?

Okay.

Okay. Thanks.

_

Hi.

I truly didn't expect
to see you again so soon.

Hey, so, uh...

it's just you, or are we
waiting on anybody else?

Really sorry to
disappoint you, lover boy,

but Quinn will not be joining us.

I'm not disappointed. It's
very lovely to see you.

I... it's just last time we hung out

we were playing darts,

and the loser was
supposed to buy dinner.

Yeah, I heard you, uh, couldn't
hit the side of the barn.

For the record, I threw that game.

And I'm still waiting to hear

- back from her about our date.
- Hang in there.

So you think I have a chance?

- I do.
- Okay.

All right, so I'm doing
you a little favor here,

and in exchange you can, uh,

put in a good word for me?

I'll put in a good word for you.

Great. Anything specific?

Uh, well, um...

I'm loyal.

Hmm, she can get a dog for that.

All right, you're
enjoying this, aren't you?

- Very much.
- Uh-huh.

Oh, hey, this is Oz, listen,

remember, we don't know
each other. Okay?

Oz!

- Good to see you, brother.
- Hey!

Hey, this is the young lady
I was telling you about.

She's having herself a bit of a, um...

- nautical dilemma.
- Well...

you are in luck, lady.

Because if it floats...

I'm the guy.

Relax, Bubba Gump, we get it.

So, here's the situation I'm in.

Um, I've been dating this guy.

He's a bit of a boat nut.

And, uh, sadly,

things aren't exactly
working out for us.

In that case, maybe I can be of service

in more ways than one.

Focus, Oz. Before I
break it off with him,

I would like to

secure myself a little...
severance package.

He's got a 40-foot catamaran.

He always said we'd sail
off into the sunset together.

And, he's not wrong, he just, uh...

he won't be joining us?

Hey, Oz, listen.

This-this catamaran thing,
you think you can maybe

skin it, maybe change the hull number?

I can do all that.

And for the low, low price of...

ten grand.

Anything else I can help you with?

Actually, yeah.

Why don't you go ahead
and slap those on for me?

You're under arrest.

- She's-she's a cop?!
- Uh, you are a cop?

- That's right.
- This is...

And unless you want to go to jail, too,

with this guy, I'd run along.

I don't want to go to jail.

Sorry, brother.

- Wait.
- Sorry.

Here's the good news, Oz.

I need some information

about a client of yours.

Someone who may have
asked you to skin a boat

and make it look like the Coast
Guard search-and-rescue vessel.

Yeah...

sorry, I just, I-I can't recall

a job of that description.

That's really too bad... Maybe a trip

to a holding cell will jog your memory.

Okay, now that I think
about it, yeah, you know, um,

there was a job like that last week.

Well, what do you know?

I'm gonna need the name of the client.

You're looking for a
guy named Michael Garcia.

Wait a minute, so there's only

one set of prints on that hose,

- and they belong to Eke Mahoe?
- That's correct.

I'm gonna need you to process
the house next, top to bottom.

You got it.

So, it makes sense that Eke's prints

would be on the hose;
he admitted to moving it

when he covered up the crime.

Yeah, but how could my uncle
use that hose to commit suicide

without getting his prints on it?

Not to mention all the other
times he must have used it.

Someone wiped down

that hose before Eke
found your uncle's body.

The only reason to do that is to get rid

of incriminating evidence...
Proof that someone killed him

and then staged his suicide.

Someone murdered my uncle.

It's looking that way, yeah.

Noelani, can you think of anyone
who would want to do that to him?

No, but between his past and
all the work that he's been doing,

Uncle Akumu has crossed paths
with a lot of dangerous people.

And I doubt the gangs
were happy about him

taking their members off the streets.

Yeah, I'm sure they weren't, but
he's been doing this for years.

Why go after him now?

We need to take a deep
dive into your uncle's life.

- Sergeant Liu.
- Run his phone.

Get a list of the
kids he was counseling.

If something happened recently
that made him a target,

chances are, one of those
kids would know about it.

I got nothing to say to you guys.

You're not in trouble, Lewis.

We're here because phone
records show that you were

in regular contact with Pastor
Akumu for the past six weeks.

We heard you two were pretty close.

He helped you get through
a pretty dark place, huh?

You loved him.

Just like I did, just
like I still do, okay?

I just want to find out
what happened to my uncle.

If you know anything, anything at all...

Pastor Akumu was the first
person I could open up to.

I could just talk.

No lectures.

No judgments.

Just... a regular G.

But then I went and told him too much.

Lewis, look at me.

If you told him something damaging

about someone in the gang life,

we can protect you.

Nah, I didn't piss off some gangbanger.

It's bigger than that, okay?

A lot bigger.

Then help us put them behind bars

where they belong.

There's this guy on the county council.

He's big in the drug game on the island.

And... Pastor Akumu knew him.

Councilman Mikala?

He tells the gangs where to sell,

where the cops won't bother 'em,
and in return they cut him in.

Look, I wanted out of this life, okay?

I was tired of hurting people, and

Pastor Akumu made me
feel like I could change.

What I told you about Mikala,

that's why Akumu is dead now,

and that councilman,

he's not gonna stop there. I'm next.

Hey, Lewis, look, you did
the right thing by telling us.

And now we're gonna go do
our jobs and make sure that

Councilman Mikala never
hurts anyone ever again.

Michael Garcia. Five-O. Open up.

- Clear.
- Clear.

All right, so I'm guessing
these are our pirates.

There's no gunshot wounds.

So what happened? They were, uh,

just cutting the heroin
and they just dropped dead?

I'm not convinced this is heroin.

Yes. Commander McGarrett. I need backup,

and, uh, send us a Hazmat unit

to 32 Kaholo Street.

Get down! Down, down, down! Down!

- Steve!
- What?

I don't want to be in
the room with the powder

that killed the people, okay?

We don't have a choice.

Backup's ten minutes out.

They're all over the place.

We need to get out of here
before this stuff kills us.

I'm moving.

Clear!

Hey. You all right?

Do I look like I'm okay?

I'm better now!

- What?
- What?

Lawson thought he was just
ripping off a little heroin.

That stuff was carfentanil.

It's a synthetic opioid.

It's 10,000 times
stronger than morphine.

This stuff's banned from the
chemical weapons convention.

It's that dangerous.

Okay, well, that explains my
pounding headache, doesn't it?

It's funny how these pirates

went through all that trouble to steal

their booty, only to end
up having it kill 'em.

Yeah, well, no one said
they were good pirates.

- Hmm.
- Oh, speaking of which, um,

why are pirates called pirates?

'Cause they "arr"!

Come on!

- That was solid.
- Bye.

- Bye.
- That was a solid one.

Yeah.

What is that?

This, Councilman Mikala, is
the oh so generous donation

that you made to my uncle's church,

that we will not be accepting.

- It's also evidence.
- Wh-What are you talking about?

We matched the DNA from that envelope

to a DNA on a teacup that we found

next to Akumu's kitchen sink.

You must've been in a hurry
because you missed a spot

- when you rinsed it.
- You were in his house

when he died. You killed him.

Ms. Cunha, I know you're upset, but...

There was a second
teacup next to the sink,

and it had traces of
flunitrazepam on it.

Roofies.

That's the one my uncle
drank from, isn't it?

We're thinking that, when Akumu

found out that you were
dirty, he confronted you,

told you you needed to come
clean and turn yourself in.

Maybe he even offered
to help counsel you

through your difficult time.

You accepted his offer,

but you didn't go to Akumu's
house to take his advice.

You went there to take his life.

You roofied my uncle's tea.

He would have started to
feel the effects in minutes.

My guess is that you saw
he started to get woozy

and oh so graciously offered
to take him to the doctor.

You helped him to the car,
and once he passed out,

you ran a hose from the
exhaust pipe into the window

and let the carbon monoxide do the rest.

You were counting on the cops

taking one look at that
scene and ruling it a suicide.

What you didn't count on

is that my uncle helped
so many people in his life

that some of them were
willing to help him in return.

Sir, come with us.

You have the right to remain silent...

I'm proud of you, my ipo.

And your Uncle Akumu

would be so proud of you, too.

Yes, he would.

♪

♪ In the morning, when
the sun's still shy ♪

♪ The last star lingers
in the pale blue sky ♪

♪ That's when I know you're around ♪

♪ I said that's when I know...

I don't think I'm up for this.

Oh, come on, just one drink.

Plus, the last thing
you want to do right now

is go home to an empty apartment.

♪ And the birds sing a song...

Doesn't look like
we're gonna get a table.

I think we actually already got one.

♪ I said that's when I
know you're around... ♪

Did you organize this?

I may have mentioned that we
were coming here, and they may

have decided to come here
on their own.

♪ The last star lingers
in the pale blue sky ♪

♪ That's when I know
you're around... ♪

Hey, Noelani,

how you doing?

Much better after
seeing all of you, so...

It's gonna get

even better because he is
gonna buy the next round.

Oh. I'll totally buy the next round.

I just need to... I just got to go home

and get my wallet. It's at the house.

You've been saying the same
thing for about ten years.

♪ Evening, when the light
comes through the trees ♪

♪ And the birds sing a song,
as if they're singing to me ♪

♪ That's when I know you're around ♪

♪ Swing on down to me.

Mahalo.

We're gonna take a quick
break. We'll be back real soon.

Yeah, Donavon!

♪ Now throw your hands
up in the air... ♪

Oh, my God. This song was my jam in

the fifth grade. Okay,
now dance with me.

Uh, no, I think I'm gonna need
a few drinks before doing that.

Oh, oh, but that guy looks
like he's ready to bust a move.

Hey, what's happening? What's up, Rick?

Good to see you, man.
How are you, buddy?

Good to see you guys.

- You know all these guys. Welcome.
- Yeah.

Hey, guys, how are you?

And this is Lou Grover right here.

- How you doing?
- Nice to meet you. Rick Wright.

And Danny Williams. Hey, how are you?

Well, uh, welcome.

Magnum's gonna be bummed that he, uh,

didn't get to see you guys.

Whatever you guys are drinking,
next round's on the house.

Whoa, hey, wait a minute now.

I like you.

So, speaking of free things,

I seem to recall a dinner that I'm owed

by a very mediocre darts player.

Yeah, I vaguely remember
some mention of a meal...

- Mm-hmm.
- Um, you know,

Quinn was just talking about dancing

since this is her jam and all,
but I'm not really into it,

so maybe you can take my place.

- Seriously?
- You know what? Want to make me happy?

- This makes me happy.
- I will warn you, though,

I'm a better dancer
than I am a dart player.

I have heard that you're
a man of many talents.

- Have you?
- Yeah.

- From who?
- Little birdie.

- Little birdie?
- Yeah.

- Shall we? All right.
- Yeah, show me what you got.

Let's go. Mm. I'd love to
meet that little birdie.

♪ Rock your body ♪

- You see this?
- Yeah, I see it.

Are we just supposed to

let them have the entire
dance floor to themselves?

- No, we can take 'em.
- And we should.

But, you know what, let's not
blow them away off the top.

- We must let it build.
- Copy you.

Don't give away our best
moves too early. Got you.

♪ Everybody

♪ Yeah

♪ Rock your body

♪ Yeah

♪ Everybody

♪ Rock your body right
♪ Rock your body right

♪ Backstreet's back, everybody

♪ Everybody

♪ Rock your body

♪ Rock your body ♪ Everybody

♪ Everybody rock your body

♪ Everybody

♪ Rock your body right

♪ Everybody

♪ Backstreet's back, all right. ♪