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♪ Hawaii Five-O 8x15 ♪
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Is there a problem,
Officer Swimsuit?

Uh, sir, a number of our
guests are concerned

that maybe you're
getting too much sun.

Are you aware of the dangers
of melanoma?

Are you aware
of the dangers

of blocking my rays?

Because,
if you don't move,

I'm gonna beat your ass so hard

you're gonna cough up
them swim trunks.

Baywatch, get out of here.

I warned you, you little jamook.

Now I'm gonna rip off your arms
and beat you to death.

No, please, please.
Oh!

Danny. How you doing, kid?

Hey. Give me some sugar.
Uncle Vito.

Whoa. You got grease
on you. You look like

a half-baked Butterball.
I don't want to touch you.

Well, I'm sorry
you had to hear that.

I thought you were
the sunscreen police.

Guy can't even get a tan

without somebody
giving an opinion about it.

Yeah, well...
Who's this guy?

This-this is Steve.
This is my partner.

Steve, it's my Uncle Vito.
Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you.
Hey, some grip here. Whoa.

Hey, Danny's told
me a lot about you.

Yeah, as long as he didn't tell
you where the bodies are buried.

That's a joke.

I never killed nobody.

And if I did,
he'd never tell.

That's, uh... that's,
uh, Jersey humor.

Oh, okay. Vito, listen, we
really appreciate you, uh,

flying all this way to help us

get this restaurant
up and running.

Thank you.
Yeah.

I hear it's been
a disaster for you two.

Well, look, Danny says
you're just the guy

to get the train
back on the track.

So, look, if
you're done here,

I was thinking maybe we could
swing you by the place,

maybe get you started.
What do you say?

Yeah...

Could you give me, uh...
like, another half an hour?

You know, I gotta roast
this thing evenly.

I'm just breaking your balls.

Huh? Come on, you mutts.

That's Jersey
humor again, huh?

Okay, I can
work with this.

So, here's what
we're gonna do.

We're gonna punch some holes
into the sub wall,

make it look like some rats
ate the wiring.

So long as you let me do the
talking to the arson inspector,

we can pull this off.

Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa.

What are you talking about,
arson inspector?

He's, uh...
he's been

in the sun all day.

No, no, Vito, we don't want you
to burn the joint down.

We want you to help us finish
building it. You understand?

Hey, I thought you guys want to
make some money on this venture.

He's joking with me, right?

It's a joke?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Huh? What?
Son, look, look.

90% of the restaurants
fail in the first year.

And the ones that don't
mostly go bust after that.

It's not a joke.

You're better off buying
a lottery ticket.

Okay, okay, why are you
making him crazy? Stop.

All right,
you're here to help us.

Can we go on that
plan, please?

Okay. It's your heart attack.

You-- I want
to talk to you.

Okay.

No, no, no, Danny.

No, no, no.
Just relax.

Relax, okay?

He's busting chops.
He's just messing around.

Only thing he's gonna burn
is his epidermis, okay?

He will get it done.
This is a bad idea.

My bad idea synapse is firing,

firing, firing.
Okay. Okay.

Well, turn it off,
'cause we don't

have time for
that, okay?

We're running
out of money.

We're behind schedule.

He will deliver.
He will get it done.

Trust me. Can you trust me?

Okay. This is on you.

Okay. Thank you, partner.
This is on you.

All right.

All right,
Vito, listen.

I got, uh... I got some cash.

Okay, five grand
in here and a list

of things that we need.
That's for you.

Feel free to bring us
some change.

Yeah.

There's a number in there,
a guy named Kamekona.

If you should come
across any problems,

you give him a call.

Danny, close your eyes.
Okay.

Open your eyes.
They're open.

It's already done.

You know, you don't have
to actually do that.

I'm not a magician.

It's gonna take me
a day or two.

Okay.
Alright. No sweat.

McGarrett.

I know. You've been saying it.

Yeah, and I'll keep saying it
if I want to keep saying it.

You won't stop saying it.
All right?

Can we go on with our lives?
It's boring now. Hi, Lou.

Hey. How'd it go
with Uncle Vito?

It went horrible.
It went great.

It was fine.
It's gonna work out great.

Or not.
Maybe it won't work out.

But, anyway,
what do we got?

We got a dead body
to take your minds off that.

It was dredged out

of Waimano Falls Lagoon
this morning

after some cliff divers
discovered it.

What's with the marks
on his face?

Our Vic was wrapped

in chicken wire.

He was also weighted down
by a cinder block.

Killer knew what he was doing.
Chicken wire--

used chicken wire
so the fish can bite off

little bits of the body and
nothing floats to the surface.

It's a good thing we found
the body, because Noelani said,

if it was there
for a couple more weeks,

there'd be nothing left
but bones.

All right, what about
the C.O.D.?

Blunt-force trauma.
He took a blow

to the crown of the skull.
Based off the decomp,

Noelani estimates that...

he was dumped
within the last 48 hours.

There is some good news, though.

His skin was in
good enough condition

that the crime lab
was able to pull prints.

We got a hit with the Department
of Commerce and Safety.

The vic's name
is Leighton Prewitt,

and he's registered
as a private detective.

Whatever he was
privately detecting

is probably what got him killed.

We need to look at this guy's
open cases, then.

Hey!

You got away clean?

Hideki has no idea
who stole his car.

There's no going back now.

You just punched the
tiger in the nose.

Yeah, and that was
the easy part.

You jacked that car
without a single scratch.

Who knew that under
that clean-cut look of yours

you were a car-boosting
street racer?

Been driving
since I was 14.

Taught myself
on my father's Ferrari.

Course, he didn't
know that.

You boosted your father's car?

What a rebel.

Yeah, I was--
until I wrapped that car

around a lamppost
one night.

Technically, I think
I'm still grounded.

Okay. We're good to go here.

You really think
this is gonna work?

You're just gonna
have to trust me.

Easy for you to say.

If this thing goes sideways,
it's not your ass on the line.

Hello.

Hey. Uncle Vito,
what's going on?

Hey, nephew.

Lovely to hear from you-- again.

Yeah, I-I know.

I just want to see
what's going on.

Don't worry about it.

Don't lose any hair over this.

You know, I got it all
under control.

In fact,
I'm a little busy right now.

I gotta see a guy about
some copper plumbing, okay?

Copper plum...? Hello?

Copper plumbing?

So, Nicole, where were we?

You were just about
to buy me another mojito.

Right. Garçon.

Another mojito
for my lady friend,

and I'll take another
one of these, uh,

Mary Pickfords, but easy
on the grenadine, huh?

You know, you remind me

of, uh, the sort of class act
I used to go for

back in the day.

Frank---
he would've loved you.

Frank?

Sinatra. You know, he loved
beautiful girls like you.

He was the greatest singer
of all time.

You know what
he said to me once?

He said, “Hey, kid, I think
you're sitting on my coat.”

Frank Sinatra. What a voice.

He said, “I think
you're sitting on my coat.”

But enough about me.

So, what's, um...

what's your story,
beautiful?

Well...

I could tell you here, but...

it's so loud.

Did you say you had
a room at the hotel?

All right, we pulled the Vic

Leighton Prewitt's open cases.

We also ran
his phone records.

He had 11 active cases.
Call logs show

he spoke to five
of those clients

in the 48 hours before he died.

All right, then those are the
five clients we focus on first.

Uh, something else you
may find interesting.

Uh, Prewitt's phone was
backing up to the cloud.

The only photo which

looks like it might
be case-related is this.

We got any idea what

- the significance of that bracelet is?
- Not so far.

I mean, for all we
know, it could've been

a present he was eyeing
for his girlfriend or something.

Then why would he have it
in an evidence bag?

My point is--
it ain't much to go on.

I agree with you. We need
to work with what we do have,

which is our vic's open cases,
all right?

So let's reach out
to the five clients

that he spoke to most recently.

Everybody take one,
interview them,

report back and see
if somebody can shed some light

on where Prewitt was
the day he died.

Sorry. I, uh...
I just can't believe he's dead.

I mean, I just spoke to him
a few days ago.

Susan, can you tell me
why you hired Mr. Prewitt?

About two years ago,
Micah, my husband--

sorry, ex-husband--

suddenly disappeared.

Um...

I've been trying to find
out what happened to him.

Micah had been going
through a rough patch.

First, he was laid
off from his job.

Then he tried
starting a business,

and that didn't work out.

He took it really hard.

Saw his inability
to provide

for the family
as a personal failure.

It's why our
marriage fell apart.

I'm sorry.

Everyone assumed
that Micah

had just run away
from it all.

But I knew him.

There is no way that he would
abandon his kids like that.

And I just can't
shake the idea

that something terrible
happened to him.

This is the last
photo I have of him.

It was our son's birthday.

Uh, Susan, uh...

that bracelet there--
do you know

where he got it from?

Actually, I never
noticed that before.

He must have started wearing
it after the divorce.

Susan, you said you spoke
to Prewitt a few days ago.

What did you guys talk about?

He said he was following
a lead out in Waimea.

Wanted me to okay an
overnight stay expense,

which I did.

That was it.

Waimea?

Wait a minute. That's-that's
right around the area

where Prewitt's body
was discovered.

Yeah, less than a mile,
to be exact.

All right, Junior, let's say
you're onto something here

and Prewitt was
killed investigating

the disappearance
of Micah Kalani.

Tell me one thing-- why now?

Micah's been missing
for almost two years.

Yeah, see, that's the thing.

I just spoke
with Sergeant Lukela,

and as far as HPD's concerned,

Kalani's not considered
a missing person anymore.

Why is that?

Mom, Dad, it's me.

I just wanted you to know
that I miss you

and I'm sorry for everything.

Mr. and Mrs. Kalani,

aside from this voice mail,
have you had any other contact

with your son
since he disappeared?

Actually, he's called
the house several times.

Has he?

You've spoken to him?

Well, it was missed
calls, really.

A few times,
the phone rang,

and no one was on
the other end.

But it left you wondering--
could've been him.

Sir, if I may, uh...

According to Micah's
ex-wife, Susan,

his running off like this
never made any sense.

She described it
as very out of character.

Susan has her own agenda.

What do you mean by that?

Micah has a life
insurance policy.

That's why Susan hired
that investigator.

She's been trying
to have Micah declared dead

so that she can cash in.

Mr. and Mrs. Kalani,

I have to ask--
assuming Micah is alive,

can you think of any reason
why he would not

want to go home to his family?

A few times
before Micah disappeared,

he came by the house...

asking for money.

He say what it was for?
No.

But it was a lot of money.

Whatever he
needed it for,

it just seemed like
he was in trouble.

Had a key made.

In case you don't
have the original with you.

So many questions.

Why don't you start
by telling me who you are.

Jessie Nomura.

And how did you get
your hands on my car?

I stole it.

Have a guy in
Shanghai who pays

top dollar
for German luxury cars.

But then I realized
whose it was

and decided it was in
my best interest to return it.

With my apologies.

A thief with honor.

Not something
you see every day.

This is about more than
just honor, isn't it?

Mr. Hideki...

I want nothing except for
your forgiveness for my actions.

I'm torn.

You stole from me.

So I should probably kill you.

Then again...

could've taken the easy way out
and just dumped the car.

It took...

You can say “balls.”

It took courage to come here

knowing there was a chance

I wouldn't be in
a forgiving mood.

Good-bye, Miss Nomura.

So we just pulled
Micah Kalani's financials.

His dad was right.

In the months
before he disappeared,

he maxed out
his credit cards

and he drained
his bank account.

So, what are we thinking?
Uh, gambling, drugs?

Sure. Then,
when you run out

of legitimate ways to get

some more money,
what's the next stop?

Loan sharks and bookies.

Type of people
who don't respond well

when you don't meet
your repayment plan.

Yeah, that would explain
why he disappeared

rather than declaring
bankruptcy.

Right, and he probably was not
too keen on a P.I. out there

looking to confirm
his whereabouts.

Looks like Micah Kalani's
still alive.

And it looks to me like
he might be our killer.

Things are changing, Ikko.

These days, I'm like a CEO

reporting to my board.

Tokyo expects a 200% increase
across the business.

You said it yourself:

The weakness of our competitors
is our opportunity.

That's right.

After you drop me at Taka's,

I want you to pick up
the dead drops.

We got a collection tomorrow.

Sounds like they're
sending money

back to Tokyo
tomorrow.

If you can get Hideki in
a room with that cash,

that's enough to make a
bust, especially with

what we have on the wire.
You're forgetting,

Hideki's not the one
we're after here.

Right. I know.
We want the bogeyman--

this mystery player you're
convinced is running the show.

But if you can put
pressure on Hideki,

maybe he'll give
that person up.

Or he'll lawyer up
and not say a word,

and all we'll have done
is shown our hand.

Looks like he's headed
to Taka's barber shop.

Okay, here's what we know.

This is where Prewitt's body
was found--

right here at Waimano Falls.

Now, Susan Barnes
told us that Prewitt

was out here
looking for leads

to the disappearance
of Micah Kalani.

Okay, so if Micah's
still alive and laying low,

he could be hiding somewhere

within the vicinity.
Exactly.

I want you to get units out
there to comb the entire area.

Get helos up in the air
looking for a dwelling,

whether it's a hut, a
tent-- anything, okay?

Yes, sir.

Hold up, hold up.

I think we gotta revise
our theory

that Micah's still alive.

What are you talking about?

Mom, Dad, it's me.

I just wanted you to know
that I miss you

and I'm sorry for everything.

Hear that background swash?

Those are waves.

The weird thing,
though, is that

the pay phone
where the call was made,

it wasn't anywhere
near the ocean.

Micah didn't make
that call, did he?

Mr. Kalani,

that was you holding
your cell phone up

to a pay phone receiver,

playing back
an old voice mail.

Isn't that right?

Until we had proof otherwise,
I thought it was better

that my wife believe that
Micah was still alive.

It was wrong.

But I can't get the last time
I saw Micah out of my head.

He came to me
asking for money.

I said no.

Told him not to come
around the house anymore.

I thought tough love
was the best medicine,

but now I'm worried that he
might have hurt himself.

Why would you think that?

He was manic.
He was shouting at me,

telling me I didn't understand

the importance
of what he was doing.

He scared me. I...

I didn't recognize my own son.

Just a half inch or
so off the ends.

Mr. Hideki.

What are the odds?

Personally...

I don't believe
in coincidences.

I also don't know many women

who want their hair cut
in a barber shop.

To be clear,
I just wanted a trim.

Can we stop
playing this game?

I know you stole my car
to get my attention.

Now here you are again.

So...

What is it you want?

I have certain aptitudes

that are not really suited
to civilian life.

But things have changed
since I went away.

There used to be ten or
12 potential employers

for someone like me, and now
it seems there's only one.

You.

But to be clear,
I'm not expecting

a pension plan or health care.

Just a chance to impress.

If it's a question
of needing references,

I'd be happy to get you some.

No.

I've done my homework on you.

It's possible I could use
someone with your skill set.

You won't regret it.

We'll see, won't we?

Ikko.

Go take care of that business
we discussed.

Miss Nomura and I
are gonna get to know

each other a little better.

Oh, thank God.

Hey.

It's not what it looks like.
I was robbed.

I got robbed, all right?

- Hey. I hear we got something.
- Yeah.

HPD's canvas of the jungle
turned up Prewitt's car.

Car was abandoned

less than two miles away

from where Prewitt's body
was dumped.

Now, CSU's still
processing the scene,

but they've already found
something really interesting.

They found a parking receipt

that was dated the day
before Prewitt was murdered.

Now, this receipt came
from a visit Prewitt made

to a mental health facility
in Wailua.

I just spoke to
the receptionist there,

and according to their log book,
Prewitt was there

to visit a patient
named Gregory Isaacs.

Is this Isaacs connected

to Micah Kalani's disappearance?

Safe to assume, yes.

A few days after Micah
went missing,

Isaacs was found stumbling
out of the jungle.

The same jungle where Prewitt's
body and car were found.

And apparently, the guy
was in a state of shock.

He was a complete mess--

catatonic,
unable to communicate,

thousand-yard stare,
the whole nine.

They admitted him
to the psych ward,

where doctors determined
that this guy

had had a complete mental break.

The kind that
would be induced

by a traumatic event.

They also think that there
were drugs involved.

And look at that.

Look at his wrist.

The bracelet. It's the same
bracelet Micah Kalani has.

That bracelet connects

Micah Kalani
and Gregory Isaacs. Right?

They both went into

the same jungle,
but as far as we know,

only Isaacs returned.

Yeah, and whatever he saw
in the jungle

bugged him out pretty good.

We need to find out
what happened in that jungle.

Mr. Isaacs,
do you remember

getting a visit from this man?

His name's Leighton Prewitt.

Uh, Steve, I don't
think he's, um...

in the... in
the building.

Or on Earth, for that matter.

You know what I mean?
What about this man?

This is Micah Kalani.
You ever seen him before?

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

No! No!

Settle down.
No! No!

No!

No!

Yo, this is Vito.

I ain't here. Leave a message.
Hey, uh...

Vito, um, I'm just checking
to see what's going on.

I haven't heard from you.
I'm just making sure

you're getting stuff done.

Uh, call me when you can,
all right?

Greg, listen to me.

You know what happened to
Micah Kalani, don't you?

- The bridge...
- What'd he say?

He said “the bridge.”
What bridge, Greg? What bridge?

We never should have gone there.

Where'd you go?

Greg, where'd you go?

Tell me where you went.
Where'd you go?

NURSE Please. He's been
through enough today.

He needs some rest.

All right.

Hey. Hey.

Can I help you, sir?
Sure as hell hope so.

I'm Vito from Jersey.

I believe my nephew,
he told you about me.

Yeah, he mentioned
you might be calling.

I didn't expect a
personal visit.

Yeah, well, this matter
I need to discuss with you,

uh, let's just say it's, um...
it's of a sensitive nature.

And she just
left me there,

naked as the day
I was born.

Strung out like a salami
in a butcher shop window.

I had to beg her just to
cover me up with a towel.

A hand towel?
No, a bath towel.

But she didn't just
rob me of my dignity.

She took my Roley
and the five Gs

Danny gave me
for the restaurant supplies.

I'm all messed up here.
You gotta help me out.

Tell me this.

The Rolex, is it real?

Is it real?

What do you think, “is it real”"

Okay, it fell off a truck
in the Philippines, okay?

So it's fake?
Yeah.

That might be the one
thing that saves your ass.

Hey, not so fast, honey-bunch.

- How'd you find me?
- All it took was a few calls

to some pawnshops,
asking about a woman

trying to hock a fake Roley.

You have any idea
how sore

my feet and my ankles are?

They swelled up

like a couple of
grapefruits, thanks to you.

Yeah, that's
borderline psychopathic,

taking advantage
of an old man like that.

Hey, less on the “old
man” stuff, will you?

Sorry.

Look, I don't want
any problems.

Just tell me you
still got my money.

Oh, come on.

If it makes you feel any
better, I still got $27 change.

And your watch.

All right, get all these bags
and your receipts.

We're bringing
everything back.

Come on. Chop-chop.

Don't forget the
statue of Adonis.

You dropped eight bills on this?

Come on, sugar.

Come on, let's go
get my money back.

Hold on.

Oh, you don't want
to take that call.

Straight to voice mail again.
Uh-huh.

Don't “uh-huh” me, okay?
I know what he's doing.

Vito is doing the stuff
we asked him to do.

That's why he's not
answering the phone.

Okay. No, no, listen.
He's working.

You said Vito is just the guy
to come and solve our problem,

and I trust you a thousand
percent, Danny, so...

No, no, don't do that.
Don't try to get under my skin.

My skin is
un-get-underable, okay?

Guys, tell me you got something.
What do you got?

I got something.
I got a massive headache

from banging my head against
the wall over this thing.

Other than that, no, nothing.

We've been going over maps

and sat images of where
Isaacs was discovered.

If there is anything we can say
with absolute certainty,

it's that there is no bridge
to be found.

There's gotta be something.
All right?

These guys, they wore
identical bracelets,

they go into the exact same
part of an enormous jungle.

They're connected.

We need to find out how.

So, this drink...

it means I have
a job with you?

We'll get to that.

For now, let's talk.

What about?

I need to be able to trust

the people in my crew.

And trust is earned over time.

I just did a six-year stretch.

Could've been six months
if I'd given up my crew.

But the next time you go away,
it'll be for life.

Time like that...

would get anyone talking.

I know how
to keep my mouth shut.

I need you to take a look
at the boss's car.

Open every panel.

I want it swept
for bugs and GPS.

Your pain can become joy.

Your poverty can be transformed
into riches.

Until now, you have been
asleep in yourself.

It is time to wake up
and be the best version of you.

Come with me across The Bridge

and journey from past failure
to future success.

Who is this nut bar, and
what the hell does he

have to do with our case?

This is Visha Kundahara.

He's the author of the book
Crossing the Bridge.

It's a self-published book
that turned up

on an old photo on one
of Isaacs' Facebook pages.

So, you think the
bridge that Isaacs

was babbling about is his book?

It seems like a
bit of a stretch.

It seems like more
than a bit of a stretch.

Until you consider that-that
The Bridge isn't just a book.

It's the central text

to an entire self-help religion
that Kundahara created.

The thing is basically a cult.

Right,
he charges people

thousands upon
thousands of dollars

to take these courses,

- including Greg Isaacs.
- Wait a minute.

Do we know if Micah Kalani
did the course?

Well, I looked
into his financials.

So, a bunch of withdrawals

matched the exact amount
that Kundahara charges

for these courses--
like, to the dollar.

But here's the
smoking gun.

Each level that
you complete,

you receive a
stringed bracelet.

It's like martial arts grades.

There's a different color
for each level.

Oh, that's not creepy at all.

The whole course builds up
to the final level.

It's called “The Crossing.”

Kundahara himself
performs this ceremony

where he reveals
the “ultimate wisdom”

to all his disciples.

And, based on
the purple bracelets

that both these guys
were wearing,

it means that they both
graduated to that level.

So, these two guys go
traipsing into the jungle

to meet the good
reverend guru.

Only one of them
comes out alive,

and that guy's lost
his damn mind.

He can't even tell
us what his name is,

much less what
happened in there.

Ah, but Prewitt...
Prewitt probably

had that much figured out.

Right. He must have
been getting close

to finding out
what happened to Micah.

And that's why
he was killed.

Okay. Well, how do you get a
meeting with, uh, this guru guy?

'Cause I think that seems
like the next...

Yeah, well, it's
easier said than done.

This guy's gone to ground.

Actually, around the time
of Micah's disappearance,

the whole business
was shuttered.

The Web site was taken down,
and somebody did

a pretty good job
at scrubbing all references

to Visha Kundahara online.

Visha Kundahara.

I-I'm guessing this haole
wasn't born with that name.

Yeah, I'm with Junior.

Let's check
public records, TANI.

All right, here we go.

Looks like he did
change his name

nine years ago by deed poll.

His real name is Devin Walsh.

And according to this,
he bought a plot of land

in March 2010, and...

it's in the middle
of the Kalihi jungle.

Hey, that's near where
Prewitt's body was found.

That's right.
Then that's where we go.

Is that a wire?

Yeah. You got cops
listening to you.

Why do I get the feeling
that as long as I keep drinking,

you're going to
keep pouring?

Saké wa honshin
wo arawasu.

It's an old Japanese proverb.

“Sake reveals the true heart.”

You speak Japanese.

What else do I need
to know about you?

Hello.

Put him on.

Now.

The phone.

Yes.

Ikko, are you there?

On your knees.

Now.

All right, guys, look sharp.

Up ahead, about 50 yards.

Thank God. Pretty soon,
there's not gonna be

anything left of me
for the bugs to feed on.

Hey, Junes, tell me, how do you
manage not to get bitten?

I don't know.

Maybe you're a lot
tastier than me.

Well, that goes
without saying.

Five-O!

Hands right now.

Hands where we
can see 'em.

Nobody move.

Where's Devin Walsh?

Drop your weapons!

Put 'em down.
Put 'em down right now.

What is this?

Devin Walsh, Five-O.
We're here to bring you in.

Tell your people to put
their weapons down.

You already have the blood
of two men on your hands.

If these people do not
lower their weapons,

they are gonna get hurt.

My students will do
what they feel is right.

It's out of my hands.

Put 'em down.

Put your guns down right now!

Down. I'm telling you,
man, put 'em down.

Now, get your hands
behind your head.

Step away from your weapons.

You-- hands behind
your head.

Interlock your
fingers right now.

Move. Move.

HPD just finished
searching the compound.

And they found this.

Hawaiian baby woodrose plant.

Got enough of this stuff
lying around

to start your own flower shop.

But that's not what
you had in mind, huh, is it?

Lou, the plant itself is...
is actually perfectly legal.

Oh, yeah.
However...

the chemical, LSA, that
you've been extracting

from the seeds...
not so much.

That's a Schedule II
controlled substance.

Serious business.
This is right up there

with peyote and, uh...

What's the other one
you told me?

Ayahuasca.
Ayahuasca. Yeah.

Which got us to thinking.

Now, what would a legitimate
spiritual guru like yourself

be needing with a bunch
of powerful psychoactive drugs?

Then it hit us.

The “Crossing the Bridge”
ceremony, right?

You take these
gullible young students

out in the middle
of the jungle,

get 'em baked
out of their minds.

You had these young skulls
full of mush tripping so hard

they thought they were actually
achieving enlightenment.

And Micah Kalani...

he was a perfect victim
for you, wasn't he?

'Cause the guy
was desperate.

He was desperate to get
his business back on track

and start providing
for his family, who he loved.

And then you show up.

You convince him that
you can help unleash

all this untapped
potential he's got.

So, what does he do?
He gives you

thousands of dollars,
he gives you months of his life,

only to find out
that that awakening,

that ultimate revelation
that you promised him

and that he was hoping
for, it doesn't exist.

It doesn't exist
because it's all a scam.

Well, hey, you said it yourself.

Possession of the woodrose plant
is perfectly legal.

That's true.
You did say that.

I did say that.
As for me...

I was just protecting
my property from trespassers.

Don't recall hearing you
mention a warrant.

Everything else
sounds like

conjecture to me.

Maybe a lawyer
can clear that up.

Let me just help

enlighten you on something.

Your people--

not quite as loyal
as you think they are.

See this?

We got three
independent confessions

saying exactly
the same thing.

You killed Prewitt,

and you directed them
to dump his body.

Turns out it was very close to
where you dumped Micah's body.

Good thinking. We got
divers going over

the place right now.

So, what happened?

Huh?

Micah figured out
this whole thing was a scam,

and then did he wig out
a little bit, he get violent?

I'm thinking he threatened
to expose you

and this giant con game
you got going on.

You really thought you were
gonna get away with it?

Why wouldn't he think
he'd gotten away with it?

Two years has gone by.
The case is cold.

HPD's washed
their hands of it.

They're not
investigating anymore.

But then...
then Prewitt shows up.

With his nosy ass.
Right? This P.I.

He knows everything.
He's got it all figured out.

What are you gonna do?

You take him out,
get rid of the body.

Well, after all,

what's one more murder
to this guy?

Here's the good news, buddy.

You got the rest of your life
to meditate on that question

inside the solitude
of a six-by-eight cell.

Oh, it's getting late.

I'll call that lawyer for you
before they close shop.

Where's the...?

Oh, wow,
look at that hand truck.

That's a beautiful
hand truck.

And this-- this is, of
course, the dish dolly.

So, if you, uh... if you
see, all things are here

on time and on budget,
like we asked for.

So, what do you, uh... what do
you say to, uh, Uncle Vito?

I say thank you, Vito.

Hey, hey.

Don't thank me yet.

I saved the best for last.

Show 'em, big guy.

Ta-da.

What is it?
What's it doing

in the restaurant?
What is it?

Yeah, what is it?

It's a statue of Adeenus,
the Greek god of whatever.

Ah, it's just
a little naked dude.

It's a design feature.

You know, people come in,
they see this

beautiful work of art.
It's a conversation piece.

Oh, it'll start some
conversations, that's for sure.

Nobody's gonna talk about it,
'cause it's not gonna be here.

We're gonna get rid of it.
You gotta take it back.

Okay?
Well, we got a problem, then,

you know, because the place
where I got it from,

they got this strict, uh,
return policy.

Like... they don't take
any returns.

Oh, you mean you-you paid money
for that.

I hope it wasn't out of our budget.
Couple of bucks out of

the budget, the rest out
of my own pocket.

You know, don't worry about it.
You guys can pay me back

whenever it's convenient
for you. Whenever.

Doesn't worry me. It's coming
out of his share of the profits,

so it's got nothing
to do with me.

This guy-- he thinks
there's gonna be profits.

Hideki has
his guys on the street

asking questions, trying
to figure out what happened.

But for now, he seems to think

that Ikko got jumped
making the dead drop run.

All right,
this is how it's gonna be.

We have to adapt, take advantage
of whatever lucky breaks we get.

Important thing
is you're in now.

Looks that way.

But if he finds out
what's going on,

- my life is over.
- Relax.

So long as our op is underway,
Ikko won't be heard from.

Really?
Because all it takes is for him

to make one phone call.

Trust me-- the place I sent

Ikko and his buddies
at the garage,

there are no phones.

Just four very thick walls.

Get some rest.

I'll be in touch
first thing tomorrow.

Okay.

Help, help.

H-Help!

Help!

Anybody, can you hear me?

Help!

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