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Okay. All right. Come on.

Come on, boy.

All right, okay. Okay, okay!

I'm up. I'm up.

This is Agent Lazio.

Okay, listen up. We have solid intel
that a major cocaine shipment

just landed at port.
Let's go in, secure the area,

then search container to container.

Let's go, let's go.

It's clear.

So far.

What is it, boy?

Cover! Keep your head down, partner.

Move! Move!

Thanks, partner.

Ah! Ahh!

- Commander McGarrett?
- Yes.

Special Operator Second Class
Junior Reigns.

It's an honor to meet you, sir.

Nice to meet you, Junior.
Please, relax.

I'm, uh, I'm not on the teams anymore.

What can I do for you?

Uh, my Master Chief, David Lange,
always spoke very highly of you.

- David Lange?
- Yeah.

He's your Master Chief?
He was my dive buddy.

He mentioned that.
He says you're the best.

Well, don't believe everything
David Lange says.

When are you headed back downrange?

Actually, sir, I just processed out.

- Out of the Navy?
- Yes, sir.

- It's a long story.
- I bet it is.

When did you get back from the sandbox?

- Two hours ago.
- I see.

Well...

Special Operator Second Class
Junior Reigns, I gotta say,

I'm intrigued as to why you're
standing on my porch this morning.

Well, I heard about the task force you
run and the type of work you doing.

Tell you the truth, I need a job.

I gotta say, I appreciate
the initiative I see here this morning,

but, uh, unfortunately,
I'm just not hiring right now.

But listen, man, I mean,
if you're open to other work,

I can make some calls.
I'd be happy to.

No, I appreciate that, sir.
But the thing is, you know,

I don't just want a job.

Frying potatoes or painting houses,
they just don't interest me.

I want to work for you.

I don't know what to tell you, Junior.
I'm, uh...

I'm sorry, I really am.

I understand, sir. Thank you.

Yeah, you got it.

McGarrett.

Yeah, I'll be right there.

Nah, that's great.
Nah, it's really good.

Listen, you guys have fun down the
shore. Tell Aunt Lorraine I said hello.

I love you guys.
All right. Bye.

- What was that all about?
- What was it all about?

You were just sitting listening
to my conversation.

- What do you mean?
- No! I don't speak Jersey.

I tuned out at, uh,
"disco fries in AC."

That's when you eat a big pile
of French fries

with a bunch of stuff on it
at 2:00 in the morning.

My cousin Leo,
he was in Atlantic City last week.

And tomato pie is Jersey for pizza.
Is that right?

Yeah, you make fun... this is good news.
I got good news.

- Okay. What is it?
- My Uncle Vito

has agreed to bottle water.
Bottle tap water for our restaurant.

That's the stupidest thing
you've ever said.

Well, for your information, water
is the key to good pizza dough. Okay?

That's why you can't get a good slice
of pizza out here in Hawaii.

We're surrounded by water. Why do you
need more? We live on an island.

It's not any water, it's specific water.
It's Jersey tap water

that has been pumped through...
through aged pipes to give you

a mineral count that is perfectly bred
to make a good piece of pizza.

- You understand?
- What?

Don't worry, it's the truth.

Don't worry about it, you just handle
management, I will deal with the rest.

- Are you serious?
- Mm-hm.

I'm gonna have
to exercise my veto on this.

- You don't have a veto. I have a veto.
- I have...

He's my uncle
and he's gonna send us water.

That's the only veto
that's gonna be exercised.

You asked me to be your partner.
It's like a marriage.

It's gotta be 50-50
if it's gonna work.

What do you know?
You been married?

No, I've never been divorced either.

It's water... Where do you care
where it comes from? It's water.

- What do you care?
- Number one, the shipping costs.

But most of all? It's about you not
considering my feelings.

- Your feelings?
- Yeah, my feelings.

Like a sensitive flower.
I'm gonna change the subject.

- Okay, good.
- I'm very uncomfortable

when it comes to your feelings.
You heard from Kono?

Yeah, I have.
Yeah, I spoke to her a couple of days ago.

Seems like every time
she locks up a perp,

they get new intel that leads
to another arrest.

She's even brought in
Chin's San Fran Task Force

to handle the West Coast operations.

- What?
- No, it's just weird.

- I mean, I miss those guys, you know?
- Yeah, me too.

Looks who's
a sensitive little flower now.

DEA was responding to a tip.

Got word that a fresh shipment
of cocaine just hit the port.

But when they started their search,
they immediately came under fire.

Hold on. Under fire? From who?

Couldn't tell you.
Shooters all got away.

But in the past few months,
there's been a surge in drug arrests.

Whatever outfit's behind this,
their coke is flooding the streets.

The DEA take any casualties?

Two agents dead
and a service dog still unaccounted for.

All right, so we got...
Oh, whoa, whoa, where you going?

Going to find that dog.

Hey.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

You're okay.
You're all right.

You're okay.
You're all right, buddy.

I need somebody in here right now!
Paramedics! Right now!

I got a gunshot wound, let's go!

You all right?

We'll take it from here, Commander.

- Hey, man.
- How is he?

The shot missed his vitals.
He's gonna need surgery.

That's all they know right now.

You shoot a dog, you're going to hell.
Period.

Gentlemen, I'm Agent Reid.

Nice to meet you. I'm Steve McGarrett.
Danny Williams, my partner. Five-0.

- How you doing?
- Eddie's been with us for three years.

Before that, he was a war dog
stationed in Afghanistan.

Survived all of that just
to get shot on a dock in Oahu.

I'm sorry,
you lost two good men today, too.

Yeah, Lazio and Fuller.
Lazio was Eddie's handler.

He was also lead agent
on this investigation.

Finally felt that this
was his breakthrough.

Wait a minute. The breakthrough,
you talking about the tip-off he got?

Right. He got word
that the drugs were at port.

Lazio was sure this was it.

Our chance to finally take down
the smuggling op for good.

Okay. Uh, do we know if any drugs
were taken off the dock today?

So far, there's no sign of a breach
in any of the containers.

Okay. So either they didn't have time
to get the drugs off the dock,

or there were maybe no drugs here
to begin with.

- How do you figure?
- Well, think about it.

I mean, you said Lazio, he was very
close to busting this thing wide open.

Right? That's the case, this would
be a perfect time to take him out.

Look, the shooters
took up strategic positions

and were ready to engage
when you and your boys got here.

It just looks...
it looks like an ambush to me.

Yeah, I agree.
And if that's the case,

I think that what we need to be focusing
on is where the tip came from.

Well, that intel came from Lazio's Cl.

Okay,
why don't you get him on the phone?

So I pulled the HPD crime stats,
and check this out:

drug busts and OD cases have been
spiking roughly every six weeks.

According to our DEA friends,
Agent Lazio spotted this trend

and suspected it's connected
to fresh shipments hitting the island.

Well, Danny and Tani are down
at the docks right now

helping the DEA coordinate the search.
If there's drugs there, we're gonna find them.

You know how long that's gonna take?

Almost everything on this island
is shipped from someplace else.

There's gotta be
a thousand containers at the port.

Jerry, do me a favor.

Pull all the incoming activity
at that port over the last six months

and see if there's any repeat shipments

that match up with the spike
in drug activity.

- You got it.
- And can you do me another favor?

Check in on Agent Lazio's dog, Eddie.
He should be coming out of surgery.

I just wanna make sure
he's doing all right.

Yeah.

Hey, Agent Reid, hello.
Any word on the Cl?

Check for fragments.

Are you the owner?

I'm gonna need
the owner's signature on these.

Yeah, that's not gonna be possible.

Do me a favor.
When you know something, please call me.

You sure you got the right name?

You don't gotta give me the stink eye,
I'm just saying.

Whenever I close my eyes and I think
of a lowlife, street-smart, drug-snitch,

they never look like that.

Come on, guys!
You got this, you got this, right there!

Ah!

I'm sorry, it's just a lot to take in.

No, no.
Don't, uh... don't be sorry.

How, uh... how did you become
Agent Lazio's informant?

Um, it's not exactly easy
for me to talk about.

But I... I used to be an addict.

It started with prescription meds.
Stimulants, mostly.

But then I couldn't find doctors
to write me scripts anymore.

That's when you turned to street drugs.

When I got popped
on my third possession charge,

I was looking at mandatory jail time,
the prospect of losing my kids.

But Lazio stepped in.

You know, he helped me avoid prison
and keep custody.

He even got me
into this great rehab program.

So, in turn, you became his informant.
Is that right?

Yeah. I continued to make the odd buy,

used it as an opportunity to fish
for information from my dealer.

You know, Manny was kind of sweet on me,
so he was always really chatty.

Manny's the one who gave you
the information of the shipment?

I went to buy from him,
but he was out.

Said he was waiting to re-up,
but... for me to just chill.

There was a load about to hit port.

Well, Kiana, we believe that the tip
you gave to Agent Lazio

might have just been
an attempt to set him up.

What do you mean?

It's possible
the information Manny fed you

was responsible for Lazio's death.

So this Manny, what's his last name?

Uh, he was always just Manny.

But I do know from our conversations
when he's not dealing,

he washes dishes down
at this restaurant.

So, either Manny
the dope-dealing dishwasher

is some kind of criminal
mastermind who, first of all,

made Kiana as a Cl, and then
on top of that, fed her a false tip.

Or what?

Or the intel is legit
and the drugs are there.

Yeah, Danny?

We got something.

One of the containers
had its locks clipped.

We know they were all locked
when they got into port.

It must have happened
right before the raid.

Yeah. That's what I'm thinking.
The thing is, though,

we looked through it
and, uh, good news: nothing is missing.

Okay, so what are we thinking?
The crew cut the locks,

but then the DEA showed up
before they had time to unload the drugs

so they had to shoot their way
out of there?

I guess. I mean, it looks that way.

In the meantime,
we're gonna double-check,

Tani's gonna go over the manifest
to make sure everything's still there.

We got canines coming down,
we got, uh, portable X-ray scanners.

If there are drugs in this container,
we will find them.

Yeah, I know you will, buddy. Listen to me,
I need you to do something else.

Make sure you log every person
that comes in and out of that port.

All right? If this drug haul
is as big as we think it is,

someone's coming back for it.

All right.

Afternoon, gentlemen.
Table for two?

Unfortunately, no.
We need to see one of your employees.

You got a dishwasher here?
Manny Delarosa. Is he around?

No. Manny missed his shift today.

I suspect your presence here
might explain why.

- What makes you think that?
- Well, I knew he was on parole.

Unfortunately, back end kitchen positions
aren't anyone's idea of a dream job.

Let's just say they tend to attract individuals
from the lower end of the social spectrum.

Okay, no problem. Look, you got
an address for Mr. Delarosa?

Of course.
If you'll follow me into my office.

- Thank you.
- It's nice.

- Very nice.
- That's a really nice place you got.

You know, my partner here's thinking
about opening up his own joint.

- Why on earth would you do that?
- Excuse me?

Um, isn't there enough risk
in your life already?

- That bad, huh?
- Niles?

I don't want to dissuade you,
but it can be a brutal business.

If you're not around 24/7
to oversee the operations,

it can go up in flames.
Sometimes literally.

Well, luckily I got a partner to share
in the responsibilities and the stress, so...

Well, I've always said having a business
partner is like being married.

Exactly what I say.
Isn't that what I say?

- That's what you say.
- Half of all marriages end in divorce

and the other half are nothing but misery.

I had a partner once.
It lasted all of 18 months.

- What happened to him?
- Heart attack.

He was 42.

- How old are you?
- 41. Okay?

I'd offer you a taste,
but that's a $200 bottle.

Two hundred? For one bottle? Won't see
me and my old lady up in here.

That's just my cost.
Mark up's 500 a bottle.

Everyone knows the food is
the loss leader in most restaurants.

Having a well-curated wine list
is key to turning a healthy profit.

I trust you've already filed
for your liquor license?

- It can take a while to get approved.
- Yeah, he knew about that.

He just wants to consult
with his partner.

- Manny Delarosa's address.
- Thanks.

Stop by some time
when you're off duty. Meal's on me.

Yeah. Not the wine though, huh?

Manny Delarosa! Five-0!

Steve!

Manny!

He's going into cardiac arrest.

All right.

This is Captain Lou Grover.
I got an OD at 427 Kamoku Street.

- Come on. Come on.
- Apartment 602.

I need an ambulance sent here
right away.

Come on. Come on.

He's gone.

So a guy doses himself
to death two minutes

before we knock on his door
to question him. Seem a little suspicious?

There's no track marks
on either of his arms.

If you're gonna inject yourself, you'd
use your dominant hand, wouldn't you?

- One would think.
- Okay.

He's got his watch on his right hand,
which suggests to me he's left-handed.

But the needle was in his left arm.

Hm.

Lefty was dosed by somebody else.

Should've called my ex-wife.
She loves to break stuff.

Coffee mugs, ashtrays,
all kinds of stuff.

- Nothing? Not a trace?
- Not in this batch.

All right. There's still some crates
in that container.

I want every last one
opened up and examined.

- Okay.
- Does that mean you're gonna

- break more of my stuff?
- Odds are pretty good, yeah.

I'll have to get him back to the morgue,
but based on what I'm seeing here today,

it looks like you guys were right.
Mr. Delarosa's death was no accident.

He has a head contusion
at the base of his skull

and symptoms of massive heroin toxicity.

Okay. So somebody knocked him out,
then gave him a hot shot.

That'd be my best guess.

There was enough heroin in that syringe
to kill someone within minutes.

We must have just missed his killer.

Excuse me. Jerry, what've you got?

I thought you'd wanna know right away
that Lazio's dog, Eddie,

is out of surgery
and is already eating,

- which is apparently a good sign.
- That's a great sign.

- That's great news.
- Oh, yeah? Well, it gets better.

The vet pulled foreign blood
from Eddie's mouth.

Seems he got a bite off
one of the drug crew.

- We run that blood yet?
- Indeed I did.

And it already came back as a hit.
A guy named Jesse Berman.

I'm sending you his jacket now.

And surprise, surprise, he's already in
the system for multiple drug offenses.

- All right, good. Get an APB out.
- On it.

Hold on, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Jerry sent us a suspect.
A guy named Jesse Berman.

Wait, let me see that.

I've seen this guy. He was just here.
He left with a truckload of cargo,

but it wasn't from the container
we were looking at.

Hold on a minute.

They didn't have time
to get their stuff off the docks,

so they busted open a random container.

- To throw us off.
- When I said he was just here,

I mean like ten minutes ago.
We can still get him.

I'm gonna mobilize every available unit.
Chopper in the air, locate that truck.

- See that?
- Yup.

Hey, guys, we got company.

Get down!

Easy. Easy. Easy.

- Go, go, go, go.
- I'm going, going.

He was gonna shoot,
I had no choice.

- Did you get him?
- Yeah, he's dead.

- Along with the rest of the crew then.
- Yeah. And all our leads.

Come over here.
There's something you should see.

This is it?

I heard cocaine can be
smuggled in liquid form.

Oh, yeah. With the right refinement
system this could easily be turned

back into powdered form.

Okay. Well, let's say you're right.
How much cocaine?

Well, it depends on the yield
per bottle, but this...

...this could be a massive haul.

Hold on.

Hey. Steve, what was the name of that
restaurant you were at earlier?

Roger Niles! Five-0!

I got one empty safe.

Whole stack left here on the floor.

That's a hell of a lot of money
to leave behind.

- Looks like Niles left in a big hurry.
- Could be anywhere now.

You guys are gonna love this.

Our good friends at the crime lab
were able to pull off

the recrystallization process.

And based on the yields per bottle
and the number of bottles seized,

we're looking at roughly 264 pounds
of uncut cocaine

with a value of $24 million.

So high-fives, Five-0.

We just made the biggest drug bust
in Hawaiian history!

- Wow.
- That's great, man. Go us.

That's great. I'll take the win.
Don't get me wrong.

I just, I feel like
it would feel a lot better

if we caught the person
responsible for this.

All right, well, I've been digging
into Roger Niles' books.

So far, no leads
on his potential whereabouts,

but the restaurant's history
of wine imports

does match up to the drug activity.

Suggesting that he's
the mastermind behind the operation.

Right. And turns out our dead
drug smuggler, Jesse Berman,

he was on Niles' payroll.

CSU searched his car and turned up
heroin that was a chemical match

- to the stuff that killed Manny.
- Makes sense.

Niles has Jesse take Manny out
before we get to him.

Before we can have
a conversation with him.

Oh, and I got something else.
I took a look at Jesse's phone records.

And less than an hour before the DEA
showed up for the raid, he got a phone call.

I tried tracing the number,
came back as a burner.

Probably a tip-off. Someone let
them know the DEA was on their way.

- Right.
- Hey, Steve.

Yo.

So I'm looking out the window
a minute ago, and...

- What?
- Why don't you come with me?

Yeah, come with me,
you need to see this.

Junior. What are you doing?

Oh, I took the liberty
of washing your truck, sir.

Yes, I can see that.
Why would you do that?

- It was dirty, sir.
- Uh-huh.

Got that right.
I almost forgot what color it was.

- Lou, Junior.
- Junior Reigns.

- Pleasure to meet you, sir.
- Lou Grover, nice to meet you.

Listen, I got a Chevy Suburban
out in the back

if you're looking for some more work.

Junior just got out of the Navy. Came to
see me about landing a job with Five-0.

Oh! Well, that'd be a waste
of your talents, if you ask me.

Like I said, Junior,
I'm not really hiring right now.

And I fully understand that.

I just thought I'd do something
to show some appreciation

for taking the time to talk
to me this morning.

All right, look.
Maybe I can help you out.

You meet me here tomorrow at 12:00,
12 noon sharp. Can you do that?

- Yes, sir.
- Good. I'll see you then.

- Thank you.
- In the meantime,

grab your squeegee
and your bucket and stuff.

- You're trespassing, so...
- Absolutely.

I don't want to arrest you
before our meeting.

- Pleasure to meet you, sir.
- Nice to meet you.

So I guess that's a "no"
on the wash, huh?

It's Noelani. Hey, Noelani, go ahead.

I just completed Jesse Berman's autopsy.
He was shot four times.

Three times from a distance
of at least 20 feet.

Once in the shoulder
and twice in his leg.

It's likely he would
have survived those injuries.

But what about the fourth shot?

It was fired
from less than two feet away.

A close range shot through the heart.
Killed Berman instantly.

Agent Reid executed that guy.

Well, I can think of two reasons

why Reid would've killed Berman
in cold blood.

Because he wanted revenge
for Lazio's murder or...

Or Jesse was a threat to him.
So he killed him to keep him quiet.

And if that's true,
you can bet it was Agent Reid

that tipped Niles off about the raid.

Afternoon, gentlemen.

Let me get the gate for you, sir.

- Hey.
- One of my guys found it abandoned.

Engine's still warm.

Lou, I got a broken wine bottle here.

Reid must've known there was
a tracking device on the van.

All right, okay, so he dumps the van,
and what? Somebody picks him up?

Probably Niles.

My guess is they go to wherever
they're processing this stuff.

- Who the hell knows where that is?
- Let me understand something.

All right? Reid.

I mean, he takes two of his fellow DEA
agents out, he shoots 'em point blank.

He's gotta know there's no way out.

The cut this guy's gonna get
from this drug haul

is gonna beat a DEA pension by a mile.

Probably make enough to go away
and disappear for the rest of his life.

It's Jerry. Jerry, go ahead.

So I got a fresh lead
from Niles' financial records.

Turns out he owns a commercial property
through one of his holding companies,

a vacant business park in Wahiawa.

Been sitting undeveloped
for over a year.

Remote location,
industrial facilities on hand,

it sounds like the kinda place
you could...

...you could process massive amounts of
cocaine without drawing any attention.

- My thoughts exactly.
- Jerry, send me the coordinates,

notify SWAT and HPD.
Have 'em meet us there.

Will do.
But you guys got your work cut out.

This place is ginormous.
I'm, like, talking five city blocks,

maybe a couple of hundred
thousand square feet.

Searching it's gonna take,
like, a really, really long time.

Guess we're gonna need some help then.

Let's go, guys.

Everybody bring it in.
Bring it, guys.

Let's go, let's go, let's go.

Okay, we do not have a precise location.

Eddie here is gonna lead us
to the drugs. All right?

Everybody stay sharp,
watch for hostiles.

Maintain situational awareness
at all times. We good?

Last but not least: our friends in
the DEA, they have a little tradition.

All right? Before every raid,
every one of us

comes and pats the drug dog
for good luck.

So I want y'all to come
and give my boy Eddie here some love.

- All right, let's go. Let's go.
- Counting on you, boy. No pressure.

Hey. Try not to get shot again, buddy.
All right?

Come on. Pet the dog.

Look, um... Fido.

I'm not really a dog person.

But, um, you know, you watch my back
and, uh, I'll watch yours.

Thanks, sir.

Get 'em, okay?

DEA. Hold perimeter lockdown,
SWAT's with me. Standby.

Got it. Send him in.

Good boy.

Five-0! Let us see your hands!

Down!

Good doggy!

Ah!

Easy, boy. Easy, boy.

Come on, Eddie.

Easy boy.

Come on, Eddie. You remember me.
You remember me.

Is that my boy?
Is that my nice boy, Eddie?

Do you know you're a nice doggie, Eddie?

Oh, don't be silly, Uncle Lou.

I don't even know I'm a doggie.

Yes, but when you saw that bad guy,
you said, "I gotta go save my Uncle Lou."

And that's why your Uncle Lou
is gonna get you a big,

juicy steak for your din-din!

- Look who's a dog person now.
- No.

I'm a "this dog person."
Isn't that right, Eddie?

What a nice boy!

This was the most sophisticated drug
operation we've ever seen on this island.

But thanks to the bravery
of our law enforcement agencies,

and in particular,
Commander McGarrett's Five-0 unit,

we've put these criminals
out of business

and seized millions of dollars
worth of cocaine.

- It's impressive.
- Thanks.

Somebody I want you to meet.

Junior, this is my friend
Sergeant Duke Lukela of HPD.

- Duke, this is Junior Reigns.
- Pleasure to meet you, Sergeant.

Pleasure's all mine.

Master Chief David Lange speaks
very highly of you, Junior.

Look, you want a spot on my team,
this is how you do it. All right?

You join the Academy, you become a cop.

All due respect, sir,
I don't want to be HPD.

- I want to work for you.
- Yeah, I know you do.

But this is the deal.
I need you to graduate from the Academy.

You do that,

I'll bring you onto Five-0.
You have my word.

You served your country, son.
It's the least we can do.

Thank you, sir.
I won't let you down.

I know you won't.

- You like this dog, huh?
- What?

- I said, "You like this dog."
- Yeah, he's a nice dog.

No, what I mean is you have
an attachment to this dog.

Which is dangerous because the dog's
gonna have a new home soon. Right?

That's right. That's right, Danny.

And for the record, I'm not attached.

- Oh, no?
- No.

Oh. Okay, 'cause you're chopping
free range chicken...

- Mm-hm.
- ...for the dog,

and you're about to put it
in your favorite cereal bowl.

What am I gonna do, cook two meals?
He eats what I eat.

- Okay.
- All right?

- I thought you were a cat guy.
- I am a cat guy.

I maintain that the cat is a far
superior animal and I'll tell you why.

- Okay? More sophisticated.
- Mm-hm.

They're more cunning.

More agile. Self-sufficient.

Great animals, but still...

Look.

It's possible that maybe Eddie
has grown on me a little bit. All right?

What am I gonna do?
He's a very sweet dog. Is he not?

- Very sweet dog.
- Thank you.

- Am I here to watch you feed the dog?
- No.

Or was there a reason you called me over
here? I have lots of things to do.

Thank you. Adam Noshimuri came
to visit me this morning.

And?

I guess Kono's case has gone federal.
The FBI want her to stick around.

- See it through to the end.
- So what does that mean?

- When is she coming back?
- Not anytime soon.

Adam's flying out
tomorrow to be with her.

Wow. Things are changing, huh?

Yes, they are.

Eddie! Chow time, buddy. Let's go!

Where you at?

Maybe he's not hungry.

Eddie!

Eddie boy?

Eddie?

Eddie. Where you at, buddy?

Where'd he go?

I think I might know where he is.

Hey.

You all right? Hey, buddy.

It's okay. It's okay.

Everything's going to be okay, buddy.