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Previously onHawaii 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?

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.

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.

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 cansee.

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 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's 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?

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.

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.

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

I think we actually
already got one.

Did you
organize this?

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

have decided to come here
on their own.

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.

Mahalo.

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

Yeah, Donavon!

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.

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.

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