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Hey. Guys say you met Derek Jeter.

That true?

Yeah, once.

How's that happen to
a malihini like you?

You're just a baby.

I played for the Honolulu
Sharks for a minute.

He, uh, came to visit once.

How'd you end up here?

Blew out my UCL.

By the time my elbow healed,
Hawaii Winter Baseball folded.

So here I am.

What's up with this white van?

Oh. That's just Manny.
He delivers bread.

No worries, brah. You'll
learn the route soon enough.

It's only your first day.

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We good?

We're good.

Kid, look out!

Please.

My wife's about to have a baby.

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Tired yet?

I'm not hiring your
brothers. Okay?

Best contractors on
the island, brah.

Save you the sweat.

And doing it myself
will save me the money.

You come around, and when you do,

I'll be right here
to make that call.

All right, Kamekona? You want
to hang around, that's fine.

Why don't you pick up a hammer
and make yourself useful?

I already help.

You come to me to cut
you a deal on the wood...

This the best on the island.

You mean this?

You get what you paid for, brah.

This stuff don't grow on trees.

Yo.

Hey.

Howzit, haole.

Baby Huey. What's good?

What's the matter with you, huh?

We got a situation.

I've been calling you
like you owe me money.

What are you talking about?
I didn't hear my phone.

Called you like five, six times.

I believe you.
I didn't hear my phone,

I left it right over here.
Where's my phone?

You see my phone?

Oh. Oh... sorry.

You didn't feel that vibrating?

Ever?

Oh, that's what it was.

Here.

- You keep it.
- You sure?

Yeah. You keep it.

It's an armored car heist.

Two dead, one hanging by a thread.

Kid's name is Jordan
Townsend. He's 25.

This kid looks like he's 12.

What else we got?

Eyewitnesses say everything
happened real fast.

All they can remember
is that the shooters

were dressed like painters.

Some say there were two,
some say there were ten.

You know how that goes.

Carl. Get these kids
out of here, huh?

So where's the truck?
They jacked it.

They jacked it?
Doesn't seem suspect to you?

Why not just take the cash?

Maybe our cowboys needed a horse.

Yeah, maybe, but driving around

in a stolen armored car's
not exactly stealth.

They were able to disable the GPS.

We're still looking for it.

Downtown Waikiki,
broad daylight...

Obviously no regard
for human life.

This is a bold crew.

All right, Chin,
contact the HPD and the TSA.

Tell them we're looking for
anybody trying to travel with

- or unload a large amount of cash.
- Yeah.

All right, don't cancel
your lunch plans...

We might be wrapping this one
up sooner than you think.

Really?

Yeah. I just talked
to the company rep.

Aeko Kula Security tags each bag
of cash with a tracking device.

Cash is LoJacked.

Yeah. It's all part of some
new secret security protocol

that started a couple weeks ago.

And you know what? We have a hit.

All we got to do now
is follow the money.

Are you sure this is the place?

Yeah, the signal from the cash
is coming from right here.

Anyone up for a swim?

Ah, forgot to bring
my board shorts.

Looks like the rookie
is going swimming.

I'll go in with you.

Very nice of you.

Sure you don't want
to come for a swim?

No, you go ahead,
uh... with your pants.

I'll just be here
with a dry towel.

You know, you can create
shortcuts on that thing.

Type a letter and it'll
finish the word for you.

Just for the words you use a lot.

Well, then, I'd have
to seriously consider

the words I use a lot.

That you would.

We found the money.

And the truck.

They drove it right off the pier.

That was pretty smart.

Without the tracking
device in the cash,

we might never have found it.

Uh, no chance the shooters
are in there, right?

Trunk was empty, doors were open.

I get dumping the truck,
but why the money?

Maybe this heist
wasn't about the money.

A very specific type of psycho
to jack an armored truck.

You've got guys with vests,
guns already drawn...

Yeah, maybe they
get a rush from it.

Psychos.

All right.

Oh, what is that? Seaweed?

Yeah, seaweed. Oh. Oh!

Yeah, we'll...
we'll take the front.

All right, see what
these guys left behind.

Besides the money.

Hey, they ripped up the dash,

like they were trying
to look for something.

Yeah, these trucks come
equipped with a smart black box.

Kinda like a flight
recorder on a plane.

Records every move on video.

Yeah, the Aeko Kula rep
said 24 hours' worth.

Could be useful to us.

Yeah, if they didn't put
a bullet in it first.

You could fix that,
though, right, cuz?

Little elbow grease
and a prayer... maybe.

Mask, broken strap.

- This the only one back there?
- Yeah.

Maybe there was a struggle.
It got caught on something.

Wait a minute.
Paramedic said that the guard

who was still alive, he had
defensive wounds on his hands.

So he tried to rip a mask off...

Maybe he saw a face.

What are the odds, huh?

Guy gets a bullet in the dome,

goes through four hours
of brain surgery,

and he survives,

yet 150 people die every
year from falling coconuts.

It's a fact. I read it online.

What, so now you're not going to
let Grace go near coconut trees?

Not without a helmet, I'm not.

Hi.

Excuse me.

Uh, Camille Townsend?

Yes.

Hey, uh, I'm Steve McGarrett,
from Five-O.

This is my partner,
Detective Danny Williams.

We're investigating the shooting.

We're really sorry about what
happened to your husband.

I warned him not to take that job.

That it was too dangerous, but...

he didn't listen to me.

We've been together
since we were 18.

I just don't know how
to be me without him.

Hey. You're not going to
have to worry about that.

Doctor said that he's strong,

and he's going to pull through,
so you got to be strong, too.

I heard that the other two men...
didn't make it.

No. They didn't.

Your husband might be the
only witness to this crime,

so at some stage we're
hoping we can talk to him.

Yeah, obviously it's the last
thing on your mind right now,

but if you could,
when he wakes up,

please, give us a call.
Of course.

It was his first day.

Hey, listen. We're going to do

everything we can to
find out who did this

to him, and to you, all right?

Pulled this from the security
cam at the loading dock.

There are four shooters.

This is the best frame we have.

Not much to go on.

All right, they knew
we'd pull video.

That's why they're wearing
masks and coveralls.

Exactly. Also not helpful
is a group of painters

standing nearby,
dressed exactly like our thieves.

- Probably not a coincidence.
- Right.

So I put the video through our
facial recognition software,

and I got a hit from the
HPD mug shot database.

Gordon Smith.

Prior for two home robberies,

got out of Halawa six months ago.

I talked to his parole officer,

who said he missed
today's meeting.

Okay. Um...

I'm not a rocket scientist,

but I think I know why
he missed his meeting.

All right, well, let's set
a meeting he won't miss.

Hey, hey, hey, man!

What are you doing,
man? I didn't do nothing.

How'd you even find me?

Oh, your P.O. told us.
You remember him?

He's the guy that you were supposed
to see this morning, but didn't,

therefore, you violated
your parole. Huh?

So they sent Five-0 after me?

No, we don't care about that.

No, we don't, Gordon,

but what we care very much about

is why you missed
your appointment.

So please tell me, tell me,

when did you go from
boosting laptops

to capping people in
the back of the head?

I don't know what
you talking about.

- That's not true. You were there.
- Where?

Don't play dumb, Gordon.
I hate that.

It's a personal pet peeve
of mine, all right?

You were at Fort and King at
8:00 a.M. This morning, okay?

We have you on camera while an
armored truck heist is going down.

Look, man, I went straight in
the joint and found the Lord.

I didn't do nothing wrong.
All I did was answer an ad.

What ad?

Gavinslist

for paint work.

They said meet there
wearing a white jumpsuit,

a hat, dust mask.

Offering $30 an hour, cash money.

I figured my P.O.

would be all right if I
miss our meeting for a job.

Who's the meet with?

I don't know. No one ever showed.

Left me standing there with
a bunch of other dudes.

Then people started shooting,
so I took off.

All right, go over there.

Don't give me a look.
I need some privacy.

- The ad was a fake.
- Yeah.

Our shooters didn't want
a group of painters.

They wanted a bunch
of guys at the site

wearing exactly the same thing.

- A bunch of clones to create mass confusion.
- That's it.

I think I'm gonna enjoy
catching these guys.

We need to find out when that
Gavinslist ad was posted and by whom.

Chin, you get
anything off the box?

Well, I got what
used to be something.

When our friend shot
up the black box

it damaged the SD card
that holds all the video.

I'm trying to get it out
without making it worse,

but it's slow going.

Ballistics came back.

It turns out the
same guns were used

at a Waikiki bank
heist a year ago.

Four perps wearing masks.

What was the target?

The internal vault
at Oahu Federal Bank.

They killed two guards.

Got away with close to $4 million.

Wow. Any suspects?

No. Unfortunately,
it happened during

the annual Koko Crater
Classic Triathlon.

Streets were closed.

HPD was spread thin.

No one even knows how
they got in or out.

But I ran the stats
through an FBI database,

and in the last year,

there have been high-end,
four-person robberies

in Boulder, San Diego and Austin.

Wait a minute. All cities
that host triathlons.

Bingo. And the heists always
happen during the race.

Okay, so this is their M.O.

They use an event like
this as a diversion.

Guys, this city shuts down
for the triathlon tomorrow.

Okay, all right, if we're right,

this crew is probably
planning another hit,

which means we have,
like, 18 hours before

somebody else is
gonna wind up dead.

Okay. Thank you very much.

- Who's that?
- Camille Townsend.

Jordan's awake and he's talking.

Let's hope he can I.D. a shooter.

What is with you today?
Your phone is blowing up.

It's Rachel, all right?

The lawyers have decided that since we
"Activate each other,"

that e-mail would be a
better form of communication.

Except I hate e-mail.
I'm never sitting at a computer,

and I can't type on this thing
'cause I got goofy thumbs.

Why don't you try
turning it sideways?

What's that gonna do?

It makes the things bigger.
I'm just trying to help.

Commander McGarrett,
Detective Williams,

I'm Meredith Michaels,
Channel 9 News.

- Do you have any leads on the armored car heist?
- No comment.

What is the press even doing here?

We're going live in ten minutes.

I'm hoping to get a comment
from Jordan Townsend,

the surviving guard.

Okay, turn that off,
please, all right?

Jordan Townsend is
a potential witness

for a double homicide, okay?

The people that did this,

they do not want him to talk.
You understand that?

You putting his name out there,
it only puts his safety at risk.

Jordan's condition was reported

from the crime scene
three hours ago.

Room 218, Code Blue.

Code Blue, room 218.

The doctor said everything was fine.
I just went and got some coffee.

What happened in five minutes?

Did you catch that?

Yeah, why is he wearing a mask?

Hey, excuse me, Doctor. Doctor?

Sir, sir, I'm talking...

Be my eyes.

Okay, three...

...four...

five...

Five. He stopped at five.

Hey, tell me something.

Who can outrun an elevator going
hand over hand up a cable?

Besides you? I have no idea.

I got the whole
hospital on lockdown.

Yeah, but without a face,
we don't know

who we're looking for. I got
two uniforms at Jordan's door

and I got security at every exit.

Still nothing.

How's Jordan?

Doctor said he suffered.
An embolism.

Took air through a
syringe through his IV.

He's unconscious. They're
looking after him right now.

What about Camille?

Her husband almost died twice today.
What do you think?

I think if Jordan was targeted,
he must've seen something.

Kono.

That Gavinslist ad for painters?

I tracked down the IP address
through a WiFi router.

It was posted from a
chiropractor's office in Kaimuki.

- Clear.
- Clear here.

I got blood!

Yeah, me too.

Building manager said
Dr. Kinkirk's been out

of town for the last three weeks.

Had no idea the office
even had people in it.

- Is that blood?
- Yeah.

Looks like our guys are dopers.

What? What does that mean?

You draw a pint of your own blood,

your store it in the fridge,
and then you reinject it days later.

Why, what for?

Increases your red cell count

and it allows your muscles to
work harder for up to 12 hours.

Some SEALs in Coronado would do it

before their underwater drills.

Kinda like an all-natural steroid.

Yeah, for vampires.

Or ultra-endurance athletes.

If these guys are dopers,
maybe our shooters

are gonna be in the
triathlon for real.

It would explain the Tarzan
stuff in the elevator.

It's a perfect alibi.
You pull a heist in the middle,

you still finish the race,
but you claim to have

been in the race the whole time.
It's perfect.

Where's he go...?

Where are you going?

Oh, they got a cleaning
crew for that, babe.

Do you need help?

Oh! Oh, I get it!

Steve the Science guy is back.

I need a print.

Boss, I have a print
kit in my car.

There's no time.

Yeah, I got the print.
I'm running it now.

Okay, did you get
anything off the SD card

from the black box?

After all that,
it's empty as in brand-new.

The thieves must've switched
it out with the real one

before they shot up the box.

I don't understand.

Why go to all the trouble?

Probably for the same reason

they drove the truck off the pier;

they want to slow us down and
create another diversion.

They weren't just
covering their tracks.

They were covering
what they stole.

They wanted the
video off that card.

Yeah, but what for?

I asked myself the same question.

So I pulled the video off another
truck in aeko Kula's fleet.

Their cameras cover
four different angles

including the driver's
side and the front.

Okay, so they got video footage of what,
entry points, of gates...

Wait a minute.

They've also got a peek at every
pass code on that truck's route.

The video was the whole
reason they stole the truck.

This whole thing is recon
for their next hit.

I mean, having that information is
almost as good as having the keys.

Chin, we need to break down all
the stops on Jordan's route, okay,

and start narrowing in
on potential targets.

Hey, I just got a hit from the
fingerprint on the blood bag.

It's a local guy
named Kai Rollins.

He's in the system for a string
of liquor store robberies.

All right, where do we find him?

You need a spot, Kai?

Nah, I got it.

Come on. I insist.

Can I help you?

Let's talk story.

First thing I want to know is

what you were doing at
Kinkirk's Chiropractic?

- Never heard of it.
- I think you have.

Fo'real?

What is a human life worth to you,
Kai? $25,000? $35,000?

$45,000? Half a million? What?

Personally, I think it's relative.

I mean, every human
life has got to be worth

a different amount, right?

Stop!

Stop what? You want
some more weight?

What'd he say?

We'll put more weight.

More weight.

That should be easy
for you, right?

You got that extra pint of blood
pumping through your veins.

Give you that big boost.

Is this about the doping?

No, it's about jacking
an armored car

and shooting three people.
Your fingerprints,

they're on a blood bag
at a doctor's office.

Look, my girlfriend does
housekeeping for that building.

Dr. Kinkirk travels a lot,
so I use the office sometimes

to supply doping equipment
to the triathletes.

Help them draw blood.

You might have found
one of my bags,

but I don't know anything about...

An armored car heist.

I need a name, Kai. I mean,

group of four...
See what you can remember.

There was a woman.

Sabrina something.

Lives local.

Needed supplies for four.

What do you think?

It's something.

A woman named Sabrina, Kai.

Taut, buddy. Real taut.

You know, I just had a thought.

Don't hurt yourself.

That's funny.

We're going after
this Sabrina person

based on-on the
statement of a meathead.

Well, she's the only Sabrina

on the triathlon roster
who lives on the island.

That's true.

Matches his description.

Why, what are you getting at?

Well, we have Gordon on tape

at the crime scene,
we have Kai's fingerprints.

All this lady did was go out
and buy some medical supplies

and enter a triathlon.

Last time I checked,
neither of those are illegal.

We can't go knock down her door

and pin her to the ground,
you know what I mean?

Okay, is there a plan of
attack in there somewhere?

Absolutely.

We sit on her, we wait,

we see who comes, we see who goes.

- I mean, we got three accomplices
we're looking for, right? - Right.

Well, Danny, these people use
bystanders for target practice,

okay, and if they are
using the race as a cover,

then we only have 14 hours

before they pull their next heist.

Exactly... without hard evidence,

we need to catch 'em in the act

or else we're going to
spook 'em, scare 'em,

and then we won't
catch 'em at all.

Why are you going this way?

This is the street where
Sabrina James rents a house.

Kono pulled the information
off her triathlon application.

The house is rented to a
Seth James, her husband.

Check your e-mail. - E-mail.

I know. I know. Turn it sideways.

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Okay. Uh, so you realize
we can't see anything.

I know.

Mm-hmm. Not exactly optimal

for our, uh,
"Let's sit on them" Plan.

I just said I know.

- Why are you so angry?
- Because I am an angry person.

Okay? Can you just pull up?

Please.

To where? This is their house.

Just, please,
okay? I know somebody.

Please.

Danny, what are you doing here?

- Uh, I need a favor.
- How did you even get in the gate?

Because he code is
still Grace's birthday.

I told you to change
it 15,000 times,

but you don't listen to me.

So, perhaps, you'd care to explain

what it is you're doing
on my front porch

and who your friend
is with the luggage.

Uh, this is my partner,
Steve McGarrett.

Steve, this is my
lovely ex-wife, Rachel.

Absolutely not.

Okay, then I'll just
talk to Stanley.

Okay, he's a goof,

but at least he'll
listen to reason.

- Stanley!
- Stan is on a business trip to Indonesia.

You know, I knew that you

would find a way to engage
with me while he was gone.

Okay, this has nothing
to do with you and I.

You have potential murder
suspects living next door.

We just need access
so we can surveil.

Surveil?

Yeah. Yeah, surveil,

and then we'll be
out of your hair.

Trust me... they're bad people.

You don't want them walking
around your neighborhood.

You got Grace and, you know...

Have you noticed anything
unusual about their behavior?

Not unusual.

I think they moved
in a few months ago.

They're renters.

- What's that supposed to mean?
- Nothing.

Just that they're only
here for a short time.

They tend to keep to themselves.

Sorry. You had a rather
large chip there.

Okay, Rachel, I know
that this isn't ideal,

but we don't have much
time and we need your help.

Very well. The two of you
can do what you like.

I'm picking Grace up from school
and checking into a hotel.

Uh, you can't do that.

- I'm not your suspect.
- I understand that,

but we all just
need to act normal.

Uh, if you start
breaking routines,

they may get suspicious.

Oh, Rachel, I got an idea.

Why don't you take Gracie over
to Laura's for a sleepover,

'cause she's only been asking for,
like, three months.

And I'm supposed
to just stay here?

I'm not thrilled about
the situation, either.

This... No.

So, uh, if it's all good,
we'll, uh,

find a spot upstairs,
and we can get

a good vantage point on
the house next door and...

get to work.

This is... this is
ridiculous, okay?

Nobody needs a bed this big.

I mean, my whole apartment
could fit into this bed frame.

It's over compensation.
It's... it's absurd.

I mean, this room... it does
have the best view, Danny.

You're having fun with this?
You're enjoying this?

I want to rip my face off,

and you're enjoying this?

Would anyone like tea?

Do not mock me, Daniel.

I wasn't mocking you.
I wasn't mocking you.

I think it's cute.
We're doing a stakeout,

and you're offering teatime.

It's called civilization.

Would you care for anything,

Commander McGarrett? No,
thank you, Rachel.

Um, but could you tell me how
many people live next door?

- Just a couple.
- So two?

Last I checked,
that's what a couple was.

Mm-hmm. That's cute.

Oh, you know what we should do?

Uh, we're about to take them down,

so maybe beforehand,
we invite them over

for a game of tennis...
tea and tennis.

Bite me.

That's very civilized.

She's cool, man.

She's cool. I don't
know how you got her.

How did I get her?

Hey. I am a good catch.

No, really, how'd you get her?

Seriously, uh, she hit me.

- She hit you?
- Yeah.

She hit you with what?
With her fists?

Like in the face?

No, no, no. She, uh...

she was new to the States,
and, uh,

she wasn't used to driving on
the right side of the road.

And, um, she saw a cop car

and she got flustered,
so she rear-ended me.

All right,
so I get out of the car,

and I offered to give
her driving lessons

instead of giving her a ticket.

Pretty smooth, bud.

Yeah, well, I was just...
just being nice.

And she did have a
very nice tushie.

Apparently, the, uh,
the London School of Economics

does not have driver's ed,

so driving lessons
turned into dates,

and then dates turned into
a two-bedroom in Weehawken.

She woke up married to a cop.

That's not so bad.

No. Uh, that's what
I thought, but...

All right. We're up
and running here.

Enjoying your tea?

Yeah, I like tea.
You want... you want a cup?

No. I'm good. Thanks.

We got movement.

All right.
You want some fresh air?

- Uh, yeah.
- Go.

Okay, guys.

We got the suspects...
They're heading south

in a maroon SUV.

Copy that. We're on it.

Think they're going on a dry run?

Let's hope so.

We got to find out
what they're after.

All right, I'm in.

What do you got? You got anything?

No, I don't have anything yet

in the seven seconds
I've been here, okay?

No guns, no plans
for world domination

next to the cereal box.

Nothing. Can I have a
couple seconds, please?

So what happened
to you two anyway?

Happened with you two who?
What are you talking about?

You and Rachel.

You're breaking up.
I can't hear you.

I'm going to send you
something right now.

Looks like a map of downtown,

highlighted.

I think I just successfully
sent a photograph.

All right, I got, uh,

registration packets,

some sort of electronic bracelet.

You know, long-distance
races issue

digital timing chips
to all participants.

They keeps track of time,
they record GPS locations.

Just send me the numbers.

We'll try to keep a tab on
them when they're in the race.

When did exercise
get so complicated?

And there it is...

The third time we've
passed the Moana Surfrider.

We're going in circles.

Do you think they know
we're tailing them?

No. I've kept eyes
on all their mirrors.

They're not looking at us.

Then, what are they looking at?

I don't know. This whole strip
is door-to-door jewelry stores.

All high-value targets.

We can put HPD on alert, but...

where do we tell them to start?

I thought they were taking
the armored truck route.

This doesn't match up.

Yeah, and that's the fourth
triathlon blockade we passed.

We keep going off
the triathlon route.

What if they're not
casing the target?

What if they're mapping
their escape route?

How's it going?

Kind of slow, actually.

Hey, I'm sorry again
to invade your space.

It's all right.

Sometimes I let my emotions
get the better of me.

What's that?

That's Danny.

So he's in there in the
house with the killers?

Yeah, he's okay, though.

He's... he's alone. No one there.

You know, um,
you don't have to worry.

Danny's a great cop.

He... he knows what he's doing.

I know.

I used to tell myself that
every day he went to work.

Did it help?

Not really.

Danny, Danny,
you got to move, man.

I got the other two suspects
coming in through the garage.

Nice lead time, buddy.

I'm sorry, okay?

They're going to be
in there any second.

Go, go!

Have you got any
flammables in the garage?

- Any kerosene, gasoline?
- What?

Danny's in trouble, okay?

I got to create a diversion.

Oh. I have a thought.

Did you leave that open?

No.

Maybe Sabrina.

Can you grab some
more protein bars?

What the hell was that?

Oh... oh, God.

I'm... I'm so sorry. I...

This is not my house or my gate.

I'm-I'm... I'm sorry.

I... perhaps, um...

Stan's going to have my head.

Uh, we need to exchange the...

insurance and...

get your name and... fix it.

I'm sorry.

I'm really sorry.

I... had a bit of...

...G and T.

Names, though I'm fairly
certain they're fake.

Maybe you can get
prints off the pen.

"Prints off the pen"?

I was married to a cop, remember?

That was the extent
of our pillow talk.

Okay, Rachel, that's not right.

That's not true. Not always.

Okay, not always, but sometimes.

What happened?

It had a little chat
with the neighbor's gate.

Nice work. Thank you.

I feel like I've seen
this trick before.

Well, worked once, right?

Excuse me?

I'm sorry, um...

Are you implying
that when you hit me,

when we met,
you did it on purpose?

Danny, game time.

Hold on.

Suspects are leaving for the race.

I'll meet you at the car.

Okay, um, I need a laptop.

- You have a laptop?
- What for?

I need, uh...

I need to see what's on this.

Our crew's still in the water.

So far, nothing out
of the ordinary.

Right, but we still don't
know what the target is.

Kono had HPD alert all the banks
and high-end jewelry stores

along the triathlon's route.

Okay, how are you
going there, Kitty?

Not good.

Is that how they do it in Jersey?

No, it's not how they do it in Jersey.
This is Grace's computer.

It's the only one
Rachel could give me.

And whatever's on this flash
drive is taking forever to load.

It's the biggest file
in the history of files.

The names that Rachel
got from the neighbors?

They didn't check out.

But their prints came back:
Aaron and Kim Rockwell.

And I also contacted
the triathlon.

They said that all four of our
suspects finished the race last year.

Average times,
but they did finish.

All right, so now we wait
for them to go off course.

Or we get them earlier.

Aaron used to work for
Oahu Federal Bank last year

at the time of the heist.

It's enough to detain
them on probable cause.

Hey, RFID signal

shows our four perps
leaving the water,

getting onto their bikes.

Let's go.

Chin! Coming up. Coming up.

One, two, three and four.

Right here.
One, two, three, and four.

Stop! Stop! Take your helmet off.

Helmets off.

It's not them.

They tagged these riders
with their tracking chips.

Which means they're pulling
the heist right now.

Hey.

All right, so, uh, looks like

they dumped video from
the truck's SD card

onto this flash drive.

All the footage is of a
place called Bobrow Imports,

a South African
diamond-trading conglomerate.

That's our target for sure.

Millions in diamonds are easier to
transport than millions in cash.

Hey, I know that building.

It's, like,
three blocks from here.

Okay, well, cars are never going
to be able to cut through this.

So let's go.

45 seconds

before motion sensors reacclimate.

Ready, three, two, one!

Kono, I need you on that roof.

Copy that.

Okay, I'm in position.

I don't see...

Wait, hang on.

They're exiting the building from
the Mauka side. All four them.

They're dressed as racers
with black lumbar packs.

Kono, talk to me.

Tell me what's happening.

They're splitting up!

They're taking the four
routes from the map.

I'm coming down,
I'm going to take Mission.

All right, this way.

I'm on four.

Hands behind your back.
Hands behind your back.

Hands behind your back!

Ride's over.

Whoa, brah,
your arm's all bust up?

I think it's broke, man.

Let me help you with that.

How's that sand taste?

I can't thank you guys enough.

Well, you don't have to thank us.

Save your energy.
You got to take care of that kid.

Jordan, when you're
feeling up to it,

we're gonna show you
some photos, okay?

D.A.'s gonna ask you to point
out the shooter if you can.

Of course.

Any time.

I feel okay, actually. I just...

I'm so sorry to put
Cami through all this.

Oh, no. I'm fine, babe.

We're fine.

Everything's fine.

Now.

Thanks for letting
me use your computer.

Did you catch the bad guys?

Did I catch...
Who are you talking to?

You always catch the bad guys.

That's true.

All right.

I made this for you.

Thank you so much.

I mean, I'm...

I'm the luckiest guy in the world.

I love you. Come here.

Thank you, baby.

Love you, Danno.

I love you more.

Raised a good kid.

Yes. We did do something right.

What time do you want me to
pick her up next weekend?

I'll call you.

Okay.

Everything allright?

Yeah.

You want to hit Side Street?

It's on me.

Yeah.

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