All language subtitles for Hawaii.Five-0.S08E04.1080p.BluRay.Remux.eng

Previously on Hawaii Five-0:

I've seen super grade level
cryptography,

but this is like off the grid,
hacker world.

I think I know a guy who can help us.

This hacker analyst, Toast.

First case I worked
when I got here six months ago,

he got busted hacking into ATMs
all around the island.

Really, a genius,
42 minutes of the day.

- How about the rest of the time?
- Baked like a potato.

A-ha. Pakalolo.

Take your time, Toast.
I mean, it's just national security.

I'll take my time and do it right.
Can I smoke in here, guys?

No.

Fortunately, we had a bit more luck
with the hacker. This guy.

Aaron Wright. We need to figure out what
a hacker wants with a pyro like Duclair.

The question
is not what I want with Duclair.

It's what's Duclair gonna do
now that he's escaped.

- He's locked us out of the system.
- What do you mean he's locked us out?

Good luck.

- What's up, coach?
- McGarrett. Good to see you.

- How's he doing?
- The truth?

- Yeah.
- I don't think he's HPD material.

Wait a minute, you're serious?
He's going through it right now.

Give him a couple of days,
let him settle in.

No, no, it's not that.
In fact, he might be the best raw talent

I've ever had as a recruit.

This kid, he's got speed, strength,
agility, the whole package.

So what's the problem?
Why isn't he HPD material?

He reminds me of you, McGarrett.

Okay. So he's a little enthusiastic.

But this kid, I can already tell.
He's got a streak in him.

- Hey, Junior. What's up there, buddy?
- Hey, Commander McGarrett.

- It's great to see you, sir.
- Great to see you. How you doing?

- Good, sir. It's great to be here.
- Instructor Alves is not...

- is not working you too hard, is he?
- No, sir.

In fact, I told him he can push me more
and a little bit harder.

- I welcome the challenge.
- I'm sure you do.

Hey, listen, what are you doing today
for lunch, 1:00?

Okay, Kamekona's got his shrimp truck
on the south side of town here,

- by the Hilton right in front of Bowl's.
- I'll find it, sir.

And what did I tell you
about the "sirs?"

- Yeah, copy.
- I got somewhere to be.

- I'll see you at 1:00.
- Thirteen hundred. I'll be there.

Okay.

Oh, yeah. This is good. This is good.
This is perfect.

- Oh.
- This will work very well.

- What's all them brown spots?
- It's nothing.

It's a bit of elbow grease.
We'll clean that right up.

Yeah, I don't think this is a good idea.

Why not? People buy used
kitchen equipment all the time.

By the way, not to mention the amount
of money we're gonna save on this.

I thought you, of all people,
would appreciate that.

Oh, I do. Yeah.

Yeah, but no.
I don't think this is a good idea.

Why not?

Your partner's out of town,
and you know how he is.

And you going rogue,
don't you expect to get a little bit

- of a blowback or something on this?
- Let me explain something to you, okay?

This right here, this is
the Cadillac of industrial ovens.

Now, you can't get one of these
for less than ten grand.

But for today only, Danny and I can
have this for a quarter of the price.

How do I not pull the trigger on that?

You're talking to a brother from Chicago
so you had me at Cadillac.

- All right.
- I'm not saying it's not a good deal.

- I'm just saying...
- Huh.

...maybe you ought to
loop your partner in on this.

No, no, no.

Danny and I have complete confidence
in each other's decision-making abilities.

- Oh, is that right?
- Why are you laughing?

- Okay, then.
- What are you doing?

Oh, I'm just calling Danny,
you know, so he can sign off on this.

That way I don't have to hear the
"yakata, yakata" for the next month.

- Yeah.
- That's not a problem, is it?

Nope. No problem.

- Okay.
- What time is it in Jersey right now?

It's 1:00pm in Jersey. He's at his niece's
confirmation... his confirmation.

- It's ringing, it's ringing.
- Just hang up the phone.

- Hey, hey, Danny, what...
- Hang up! What are you doing?

Why would you do that?
It's not funny.

He's driving me crazy.
He only wants to buy new.

He's fixated on having a warranty.
You know what he's like.

- He's so by the book, he's nuts.
- Yeah, what a surprise.

Whatever. Here's the bottom line.

These things, they're basically
indestructible, okay?

Danny's problem, he wants to take the risk
out of what is inherently a risky venture.

If he wants to play it safe,
why is he opening a restaurant?

Yeah, and for godsake,
why have you as a partner?

Right?

Speaking of partners, it's Danny.
Uh-oh.

Huh, look at that. It's Toast.

Hey, yo, Toast. What's up, man?
Toast, hey, Toast?

Oh, he butt-dialed you.

That upsets me. I knew. I knew he was
too big now to call me on purpose.

Whatever. Hey, Toast's butt,
I'm hanging up, how about that?

What was that?

What's wrong? No!

- Please! Please! Please!
- You're not talking much now, are you?

Hey, hey, Jerry, listen to me. McGarrett
is on a phone call with Toast.

I need you to lock on to the signal,
tell me where that call is coming from.

- Lou, I got a gunshot.
- Life and death.

I need those coordinates, man.
Ten minutes from here. Come on.

We've got lacerations
to the face and body.

Multiple suborbital fractures.
Tibia broken in two places.

This wasn't just a murder.
Somebody wanted him to suffer.

No doubt.

- Steve. Come on.
- Thanks, Noelani.

You think somebody found out
that Toast was a Cl?

- It's possible.
- Or money.

You said the guy was loaded, right?
Big tech money?

Yeah, he was, but the beatdown
tells me it was personal, no?

Yeah, revenge.

Look, Toast helped us out
with a lot of big cases.

A lot of serious players involved.

Any one of those guys could've
been looking for payback. Jerry.

I hate to be the bearer of bad news.

Well, more bad news, but it seems
someone hacked into our system last night.

- You got any idea who?
- Not yet.

The thing is this
is a pretty sophisticated attack.

Whoever was behind it
knew how to cover their tracks.

Well, do we know how deeply
they got in to our system?

Not exactly, but if Toast's murder
is connected to him being a Cl,

this could explain how
that information got out.

If we can uncover
who's behind the breach,

- maybe we can find Toast's killer.
- Right.

Only problem is the person we'd
ordinarily go to help us with that...

...is dead.

So you want me to figure out who
accessed your server and smoked your Cl?

Yes, that's what we're saying.

Well, I'm flattered, fellas.

I got to tell you, though,
I'm a little surprised

because I, you know,
figured that you'd find someone

who was a little more inclined
to, uh, I don't know... care.

We did. His name was Toast.

- Unfortunately now, he's...
- Toast?

- I'm sorry. Was that too soon?
- You wanna hit him or can I?

You're the last person
we wanted to see,

but you breached
our system successfully,

which makes you the expert,
you understand?

- And apparently, a trendsetter.
- All right.

Are you gonna help us or not?

- No.
- Let's get out of here, Lou.

All right, you want my help?
There's gonna be conditions.

- What?
- I wanna be transferred out of here.

Because when I'm done, people in here
are gonna know that I helped you.

As your friend Toast just found out,
that's not gonna make me so popular.

- I'll get you a transfer.
- Good.

And while I'm helping you,
I wanna stay in a fancy hotel suite

that's got a Japanese toilet
that sings to you.

Because for the past month, I've been
cooped up in a miserable little cell

eating nothing but slop
and squatting on a steel bowl.

I want 24-hour room service,
in-room spa treatments,

chocolate truffles on the nightstand,
the whole nine.

None of that's gonna happen.
I get you transfer, that's it.

- Then I guess we're done. Guards!
- Whoa, sit down. We're not done yet.

No, no, we are finished.
You know why?

Because now I'm gonna
take a nice little walk back

to my miserable little cell, secure in
the knowledge that you two will be back

because you guys really wanna
find out who killed your friend.

And in order to do that,
you need the best.

Come on, let's go.

Now, this is more like it.

Why is the masseuse wearing Kevlar?
She actually looks familiar to me.

Have we met?

Yeah, I saved your ass when you
were tied up and covered in gasoline,

you know, crying
and begging for your life.

Oh. Yeah.
Not my proudest moment.

- Yeah, speaking of tied up.
- What are you doing?

What are you doing? Yo. Whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, hey, hey, hey, hey.

How am I supposed
to use the Japanese toilet?

You're familiar
with the steel bowl, right?

- That's not cool.
- Get to work.

Where are we with suspects?
Anybody jump out at you

- from the cases that Toast helped us out on?
- Not yet.

Of all the people that Toast either
directly or indirectly

helped us incarcerate,
most of them are still in prison.

One's dead. The only one who
is out just recently checked in

- with his parole officer in Maine.
- Well, keep digging.

We need to find out if those guys
have any friends or relatives,

business associates, anybody who might
have a reason to have it in for Toast.

I'm on it.

Commander. You better come in here.

What you got? Figure out who
we're dealing with or what?

Not who just yet, but I can
tell you what they got into

and, uh,
I don't think you're gonna like it.

That's every single
confidential informant we ever worked with.

If I had to guess,
uh, not so confidential anymore.

So what happened to Toast...

Could happen to any
one of these people next.

- Commander.
- Hey.

- What's up, Junior?
- What's up?

Hey, Troy. Is Kamekona around?

- I haven't seen him today.
- Okay. Thanks.

- Everything okay?
- Yeah.

Just a... ahem... tough day.

The only easy day was yesterday.

- Hooyah.
- Hooyah.

- How you doing, pal?
- Yeah, good.

- How much sleep you getting?
- Enough.

I love your positive attitude.

I tell you what, it's okay
if everything's not okay all the time.

I remember what it's like coming back.

Guys like you and me,
we got sea legs, right?

You get back home, it can be tricky.

- Yeah, it's a process.
- It is a process.

I wanna help you through that process,
okay, however I can.

Now, look, getting you
onto that Five-0 task force

I think is gonna be a significant step.

I need you to know you got to graduate
from that police academy, okay?

- It's important. It's the way it works.
- Was that always the way it works?

- It's the way I think it should work.
- Understood.

All right, good. Thank you.

Now listen, whatever I can do, if you
wanna talk... actually, you know what?

- Give me your number.
- Yeah, I don't have a phone.

- You don't have a cell phone?
- No.

Okay, it's not a problem.

I'll have somebody drop one
by the academy this afternoon.

Thank you.

All right. This is work.
I got to get it.

Sure.

All right, Jerry, what's the latest?
All the CIs accounted for?

Almost. I just heard from Grover.
He's with Bones now.

- How about Hirsch?
- Hirsch and Burns are safe at HPD.

I'm at Kamekona's truck.
He's not here.

Kamekona's on the North Shore doing
an inspection of Flippa's truck.

- Said he'll come in after that.
- Hey. Sang Min?

It's kind of a situation in progress.

He's having a little get-together
with a few lady friends

- and is reluctant to end the party.
- How about this,

you tell HPD that they can arrest
his ass if they need to.

Call Kamekona, tell him I'm
gonna head up to Flippa's truck

- and I'll escort him back.
- Copy that.

- Hello.
- What?

I think you, me,
and your Five-0 buddies just got lucky

- because I just found a fingerprint.
- Awhat?

Here. See?
Buried in the code.

- M-O-G-E...
- Mogera.

It's a signature,
like the tag of a graffiti artist.

So you're telling me that somebody
was able to breach our system,

but then was dumb enough
to leave a name?

Dumb? No. Arrogant, sure.

You guys never would've found it.

And if you had, the hacker's handle
doesn't incriminate them

because it doesn't betray
their real-world identity.

Yeah, that's true.

Except when another hacker
finds it... like me.

- So you know this guy Mogera?
- Oh, yeah.

He's a legend. I met him once.
Believe it or not, the guy is actually blind.

So what's his real name?

- Is there anybody inside?
- Don't know. I can't get close.

Get everybody back.
There's propane tanks in there.

Everybody, get back. Get back.

Kamekona!

Flippa!

Nahele. Nahele. Hey!

Nahele, we got to get out of here, kid.
Come on.

Come on. Up, up, up. Come on.
Come on. Come on.

Nahele. Nahele, hey.

It's all right. Take it easy.
Just breathe, breathe.

- Nahele, who did this?
- Two men. Black SUV.

They torched the truck
and left me inside.

Where's Kamekona?
He was supposed to be here.

They took him. He's gone.

Copy that.

Hey.

I'm gonna be right back, all right?

Jerry, talk to me.

Tried pinging Kamekona's cell,
but it's been disabled.

Got a helicopter headed your way to help
with the aerial search

for that black SUV
that Nahele mentioned.

But whoever grabbed Kamekona has got
a pretty good head start on us.

- All right. What about suspects?
- Working on it,

but it's a pretty long list.

Kamekona burned a lot
of bad guys over the years.

I know. Just keep looking,
see if anybody stands out.

Where are we at with that hacker that
Wright said breached our system?

Mogera? Grover just brought him in.

I get the feeling he's
not being too forthcoming,

- but at least we got his laptop.
- That's good.

If he won't talk, then maybe
there'll be something on that laptop

that'll tell us what
he did with the Cl list.

Mr. Taylor, by nature,
I'm a patient man.

But today my patience is starting
to wear a bit thin.

Who did you share that list
of confidential informants with?

Look, I know you're blind, Harley.

But you damn sure ain't deaf
and you ain't a mute either, are you?

You stole a list of confidential
informants from our system.

Then you turned around and sold it
to a bunch of bad people.

I need to know who.

Come on!
We already got your computer.

It's only a matter of time
before we find out who.

Look, you can help us, Harley.

You can save us both a lot of time

and time is something we don't have
a lot of because of what you've done.

There's already one man dead,
and there's another man who's missing,

and that man happens
to be a really good friend of mine.

Listen, you, I'd never hit a blind man.

But if I were you,

that's not something
I'd take a gamble with right now.

You're making a big mistake.

I don't know who you think I am
or what I did.

You guys got the wrong guy.

I don't even know you two lolos.

No mistake, bruddah.

What about me?

Look familiar?

- Joey Kang.
- Long time, big guy.

I thought you was locked up.
What the hell is this about?

You really got to ask?

I know you work for Five-0.

Whoever told you that,
he's a damn liar.

Don't try to play me, brah.

You're a Cl.
I see your name on a list.

That's some bad intel.

Somebody's making false assumptions
because Five-0 come by the truck a lot.

Cops like to eat.

I always knew someone
close to me ratted me out.

Dude, I just never
thought it could be you.

This could all be over very quickly.

I just want my 500 grand back.

- What?
- Shh. Don't.

That money disappeared
from the safehouse

right before I got snatched up.

Only person crazy enough
to steal from me...

...is someone who knew
I was about to go away.

Now...

I want you to think very carefully
before saying you didn't take it.

Because right now,
knowing where that money is,

that is the only thing
keeping you alive.

- I took the money.
- Okay.

I don't have it no more. It's gone.

What do you mean?

I mean I spent it.

Really? On what?

Two shrimp trucks?
Your piece of crap car?

I see the way you dress, live.

You didn't spend it.
You have it.

And I want it back.

I'm so sorry, but it's gone.

I sure hope you're lying,
for your sake.

How much longer is this gonna take?
You were supposed to be good at this.

Ever hear the expression
a watched pot never boils?

Oh, I'm sorry. Am I making you nervous?
You want privacy?

- We can throw you back in your cell.
- Like I told you, Mogera's legit.

All right, not surprisingly,
the encryption on his laptop is no joke.

Mogera is not talking. So right now,
our best shot at finding out

who he sold our Cls out to
is on that hardware.

I understand.
I'm working as fast as I can.

Lovers' quarrel?
What's his name?

- Less talking, more hacking.
- I can multitask.

I can tell you how to handle your boo
and crack this Black Hat Security.

So what's the drama?

It's not about a guy, okay?
Not that I'd take your advice if it was.

Oh, must be family then.

Sister? Is it your brother?

Of course.
I should've recognized that look.

My brother was a real
pain in the balls too.

Never-ending source of trouble.

Did you just compare your
psycho brother to mine?

That's right. I know about Ian.

I know that he kidnapped
Captain Grover's teenage daughter

and kept her in a cage like a dog.

My brother's no saint, but he's not
a piece of crap like yours was.

- I got it.
- Good.

Now shut your hole
and do what you're here to do.

Lou, hey.
We got any updates on Kamekona?

Not yet,
but Wright's working on Mogera's laptop.

Meanwhile, we just caught
a break in the Toast murder.

The ballistics report
from the crime scene

matched the gun that was used
in another felony.

That gun is connected to a guy
by the name of Kahili Marks.

Why's he got it in for Toast?

Marks is Kong Liang's brother-in-law.
Least he was.

Kong was killed in a prison riot
some years back.

And now Marks is gonna hang that
on Toast, right? Where's Marks now?

We got no current address,
but I have a BOLO out.

Don't worry, we'll find him.

- Very quiet over there.
- It's called concentrating.

You want me to get this done, right?

- How much longer?
- Don't worry.

It won't be long now.

Ah!

Don't.

- Please hold still, ma'am.
- I'm fine.

Vest or no, your body just absorbed

the force of two gunshots fired
at close range.

- I really should check...
- Did you hear what I said? I'm fine.

There's nothing she could've done.

Against three of them,
she's lucky to be alive.

I just pulled security
from outside the hotel.

The perps used a sedan that matched
the vehicle registered to Kahili Marks.

So the guy who killed
Toast just turns around

and now he breaks Aaron Wright
out of here?

Wright must've made
some kind of deal with him.

He gives up Toast in exchange
for the extraction?

But how?
Our system got breached last night.

While Wright was still
in prison with no internet

and no access to the outside world
for that matter.

Besides, how the hell would Wright know

about any connection
between Toast and us?

Plus, Toast's murder took place
before we sprung Wright from prison.

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

What if Wright stole that Cl list
the first time he breached the system?

- What, like an insurance policy?
- Exactly like an insurance policy.

Now we find ourselves with no other
option but to go to Wright for help.

- Because there's no more Toast.
- Exactly.

And he makes us help contingent
on us taking him out of Halawa

and he keeps the pressure on us

by making sure all of our other CIs
are in jeopardy. The guy's a genius.

- This whole thing was a long con.
- Okay. But how does Mogera fit in?

I mean, Wright made it look like he
was responsible for the breach.

And Mogera's just going along with it?
Why?

I don't know,
but if we wanna get Kamekona back,

we need to find Wright first, okay?

And as it stands, that blind hacker

may be the only person
who can lead us to him.

Hey, guess who?

I brought a friend this time.

Mr. Taylor, my name is
Lieutenant Commander Steve McGarrett.

I run this task force.

I got two words for you:
Aaron Wright.

He's got you sitting in here taking
the blame for something he did.

I don't understand that.

All right, either you desperately want
the credit for a ninja level hack

or Mr. Wright has got some
serious leverage on you.

I was warned bad things would
happen to me if I speak to you.

Yeah?
You don't remember what I told you

last time I was in here?
Worry about us.

Worst things will happen to you
if you don't.

You should take that advice.
Listen to me very carefully.

We can protect you from whatever
Aaron Wright has threatened you with,

but you need to help us find him which
means you tell us everything you know,

you tell us right now.

I'm sorry, Lou.
Was that not clear?

This is a limited-time offer.
A man's life is hanging in the balance

along with an accessory to murder charge
for your worthless ass.

Wright contacted me over the Darknet.
Said you guys would come for me.

He told me not to resist,

not to deny anything.

All I had to do was say nothing.

He told me if I did what he said,

you would just release me
for lack of evidence.

He needed a scapegoat
to buy him some time.

- What else?
- I don't consider myself a criminal,

but I've accessed government servers.

Somehow Wright found out about that.

He threatened to turn over proof
of my activities to the authorities.

Look, I'm sorry for whatever part I played
in jeopardizing your friend's life.

I just didn't see a way out of it.

- But I don't think I can help you.
- Why not?

I have no idea where Wright is.

You know, word on the street is that
you're some kind of hacker legend.

- Is that right?
- I've been known to get around

- a firewall or two.
- Good.

Because you work for me now.

- Can he really do that?
- Huh?

Hacking Aaron Wright's cloud,
just with one email off the Darkweb.

So he says. Right now,
it's our best shot

at figuring out who Wright
sold Kamekona out to.

What's with you, Jerry?
You all right?

Yeah. I'm just a little blown away.

We're in the presence of greatness.

Watching him on the keyboard
is like watching Mozart live in concert.

Don't you mean Stevie Wonder?

- I'm in.
- Wow, that was awesome.

Let's take everybody Wright
has contacted

and cross-reference it with the list of
everybody Kamekona helped us put away.

- You got that list, right, Jerry?
- Yeah.

Winner.

Joey Kang. I remember this guy.

He was a major player in the ice trade.
He pled out to a conspiracy charge.

- Did six years hard time.
- You got a cell we can ping?

Negative. Looks like he's
been laying low since he got out.

Jerry, I want you to pull up everything
you can on this man before he went away.

Where he did business,
places he frequented, his family,

known associates, anything you got.

Find me this guy. We need to find out
where he's holding Kamekona.

We need to do it right now.

Well, this is it.

Last chance.

Are you gonna tell me
where the money is?

How many times can I say this?

I spent it.

I can't give you what I don't have.

You understand this means
I'm gonna kill you, right?

I have no doubt you're
a man of your word.

Either you're scared
and doing a good job hiding it,

or you're just plain stupid.

Let me tell you something.

I was just a lost kid trying
to make it out of Tent City.

I took any shortcut I could.

That path led me straight to prison.

I should've died there, but I didn't.

Ever since I got out,

I was trying to live my life right,

give back to the kids
so they can make it like me.

But most of all,

I never took one
single day for granted.

So if you came
to take anything away from me,

you're eight years too late.

I never thought
I was gonna be here this long.

Or live the life I live.

Nobody...

Nobody can take that away from me.

You done?

Yeah, brother. I'm done.

Good.

Untie him.

We're going for a ride.

Turn here.

All right Mr. Kang, remember four weeks
ago, there was a big wildfire.

Almost took out half the island.
You remember that?

The psycho that started that fire...

You can't do this!
I already told you.

- I don't know where my son is.
- He actually taught me something.

You want to know what it was?

What he taught me?

Are you nuts?

There's one thing in this world

more than anything else

that can scare the truth out of someone.

You gonna guess what that is?

Now, I understand he's your boy,
you love him,

you're gonna do whatever you have to do
to protect your family.

But I'm gonna do whatever
I have to do to protect mine.

Get Joey on the phone, Mr. Kang.

You have three seconds.

Let me ask you something.
Let's say you're telling the truth.

Not that it really matters.
What did you spend my 500 grand on?

You wouldn't believe it if I told you.

Hey. It's not a really good time,
can I...

I understand.

Today's your lucky day.

Hey.

Commander McGarrett, what...
how'd you find me here, sir?

I've been calling the phone I gave you.
You don't answer, so I tracked it.

Right.

What the hell are you doing here?

You're a team guy.
We got accommodations, you understand?

- Nice clean places, three squares.
- I know.

All right.

When I told you I wanted
to help you through

whatever's going on in your life, I
meant it. But I got to contact you.

Understand?
Where's the phone I gave you?

- I don't know.
- You don't know where the phone is?

Most people in here don't have a phone.

I'm sorry, sir.
I should've taken better care of it.

Oh, it doesn't matter.

Listen, kid, pack your stuff up,
all right? I'll be out the front.

Sir?

Until you graduate,
you're staying with me, all right?

My house is your house. Pack your stuff,
I'm in the truck out the front.

Let's go.

Aloha. Uh, sometimes in life you meet
someone who's a kindred spirit.

Someone that you can laugh with,
sometimes at.

And when you have that,

you should hold on to them
and cherish your time together.

Because when they're gone,
you lose a little bit of yourself.

So Toast, buddy, this is for you.

Cheers.

You know, Kamekona,
you are the only person I know

that would celebrate getting kidnapped.

I'm celebrating survival, sista.

And the fact that Five-0
is paying for the booze.

Not to be all mushy, cuz,
but I wasn't sure we'd see you again.

You'll be sick of me soon enough.

Now that your truck got barbecued,
you'll be back working for me.

Nahele too after he rests up.

Hey.

- Hey.
- What's up, everybody?

- Aloha.
- Aloha.

Everybody, this is, uh,
this is my buddy, Junior, all right?

He's gonna be staying with me
for a little while,

- so let's make him feel at home, okay?
- Aloha.

Good to see you again, kiddo.

Hey, Junior,
why don't you go put your feet up?

Take it easy, all right?

- Glad you could make it.
- Yeah, man.

- What's the good word, buddy boy?
- Hi, nice to meet you.

I spoke to Duke. Looks like Wright
and Marks are in the wind,

but we picked up Joey Kang down the Boat
Harbor trying to get off the island.

- Well, at least that's something.
- Yeah, we convinced him to stay.

You ever hear... you ever
hear back from Tani Rey?

I told her we were meeting here.
But... free country, brother.

- Yeah.
- She had a rough day.

Maybe she decided to just turn in early
and get some rest.

Yeah, man, yeah.

Let's go say hey. Come on.

Good boy. Go say hi.

- Go say hi.
- Hi.

- Hi. Hi.
- He likes you.

Not as much as he likes you.

Yeah, we're growing on each other.

Hey, hi. So you keeping him?

It's kind of the other way around
at this stage. Hi.

Missed you at Tropics.

Yeah, I just didn't
really wanna see anybody.

Oh, is that your way
of telling Ed and I to take a hike?

No, I appreciate you
coming by to check on me.

- But...
- You're welcome. We're staying.

Eddie, come here.

- It wasn't your fault, you know.
- Right.

No, it wasn't.
If anything, it was mine.

Why, for putting the new girl in charge?

No, for taking Wright out of prison
in the first place.

That was a judgment call.
Turns out it was a bad one.

But we all make mistakes.

What are you gonna do, right?
Learn from it, move on.

I see what you're trying to do here.

- Is it working?
- No.

Okay. Still not leaving.

Listen. Here's the truth.

I was distracted.

My brother was texting me
and I took my eye off the ball.

Oh, so if you weren't distracted,
you could've taken out three guys

- with flashbangs and automatic weapons?
- I don't know. Maybe I could've.

Maybe? Okay.

I just feel like... after today,

I'm wondering
if I'm the right person for the job.

If you weren't, you and I wouldn't be
having this conversation right now.

- Okay?
- Thank you.

Yeah.

Good job, guys. Water.

- Kamekona, how you been?
- Looking good, Eli.

Haven't seen you around here in a while.

You know me, I sell shrimp,
but I'm like a shark.

I'm always moving.

Still had to come
and stop by and see the keikis.

- Place looks good.
- Yeah, it does.

Everyone pitches in on the upkeep.

Anyway, good to see you.

You should come around more often.
You know you're always welcome here.

Mahalo, bruh.