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- Feeling the burn, Danny?
- No, I'm tasting the burn.

Remind me to never eat
breakfast tacos before a five-mile run.

Actually,
we've only gone three miles.

You'd know
if you wear one of these.

This gives your heart rate too.

I'm guessing
yours is dangerously high.

No, no, my heart's fine. It's my head
that needs to be examined.

You talked me into this.
Why am I doing this?

Because it's fun and it's for charity.

And if by some act of God,
you actually manage to finish the race,

you feel good about raising money
for the Widows and Orphans Fund.

Okay. Next time, I'll write a cheque.
How's that?

All right. A little less yapping,
a little more running.

Let me ask you a question.
Why are you in the cart?

I had bone marrow taken out
of my body. How'd you get out?

Where's your empathy, brother?
I got arthritic knees.

- Besides, I got a note from my doctor.
- Oh, yeah?

- How much you pay for that note?
- Not a penny.

But he did agree
to join my coaching staff.

Matter of fact,
there he is right there.

Yes. When Captain Grover told me

you guys were participating
in the Tough Mudder charity event,

I happily offered my services
as team doctor.

I will also be your strength
and conditioning coach.

You have your work cut out
with this one.

No doubt. And I apologise in advance
for what I'm about to do to you.

Doctor?

- Jeez.
- Hey, hey. Oh, that's cold.

- Max, cold, cold, cold.
- Okay, stop now, Max.

Max, enough, enough, man.

Okay, folks, now that
we've all been sufficiently saturated,

welcome to training camp.

Tough Mudder is a 12-mile gauntlet
with punishing obstacles

designed to test both your physical
and mental strength.

We got the King of the Swingers.
The Funky Monkey.

The Arctic Enema.

And, of course, my personal favourite,
Electroshock Therapy.

And to answer your question, yes,
those are live electrical wires.

Though I'm told that the current
is perfectly safe for most people.

For most people? That's good.

Didn't you do enough of this
in BUD/S training?

- What's this got to do with me?
- All right, folks.

We've been concentrating
on the tough,

now let's see what puts the mud
in mudder.

- Come on, let's get dirty.
- All right. I'm game.

Oop, oop, oop. Wait a minute, now.

Tough Mudder is a team sport.

As we all know, a team is only
as strong as its weakest link.

- So, Williams, you're up first.
- Why? I don't wanna do it.

He said he'll do it,
so why are you telling me to?

Come on. A little mud's
not gonna kill you, Danny.

- You got this.
- No, I don't got it.

All right. What is this, the U.N.?

I'm giving you to the count of three
to dive in the mud

- or else everybody gets the hose.
- I'll take the hose.

Three, two, one!

All right!

Come on, Williams,
get that belly down! Come on!

Come on, now, it's raining!

It's raining now!

Just tell the truth and
everything will work out. You'll see.

- I love you, Daddy.
- They're ready for us now.

Thank you. Yeah.

We are on the record
on October 13th, 2015.

This is the videotaped deposition
of the defendant, Mr. Kevin Harper,

being taken according
to federal rules of civil procedure

on behalf of the plaintiffs.

Sir, will you raise your right hand.

Do you solemnly swear
that the testimony

you're about to give will be the truth,
the whole truth,

- and nothing but the truth?
- I do.

Hey, watch out!

What's that? What's going on?

Somebody call security.

Yeah. I'm on the way.
Thank you. Thanks.

Hello.

Hello?

Catherine?

Okay. Well, what makes you think
it was Catherine?

Well, it was an international number,
but there was no country code,

the call probably came
from a satellite phone.

Plus, I got two other calls
just like it recently.

- Okay. What if it was Doris?
- I don't know, maybe.

But I can't trace the call anyway,
so there's not much I can do.

So the vic's name is Kevin Harper.

He was about to be deposed as part of
a civil lawsuit when all this went down.

His wife and his daughter were
sitting there in the waiting room,

saw the whole thing happen
right in front of them.

All right.

Killing a guy before he's about to go on
record. Timing can't be a coincidence.

Harper was the defendant
in this lawsuit.

He owned a bunch
of high-end seafood joints,

but all his partners and investors
sued him for embezzlement

- once the money went missing.
- All right. That's a lot of angry people,

but why go through the trouble
of suing somebody

if you're just gonna kill him
before you get your money?

They were trying to stop him from
saying what he'd say in his deposition.

I don't know,
but I'll tell you what I do know.

Harper contacted
a private security firm

to seek protection
for himself and his family.

They drove him here this morning but
they didn't accompany him upstairs.

Okay. So that leaves a pocket of time
when he was unguarded.

All right. Aside from the fact
that it looks cool,

why drive a motorcycle through
a building to kill somebody?

Fastest way in and out of here.

Building protocol demands
the entire building be shut down

in the event of a breach.

That includes elevators and exits.

Okay, well, if that's the case,
how did our shooter get out of here?

All right.
Lock down the building now.

VIN number's been removed
from the bike.

CSU is gonna take it apart back at the
lab, see if they can find any identifiers.

If our shooter ditched the bike
on purpose, we won't find anything.

Yeah. We searched the building
and H.P.D. is canvassing the area,

- but no sign of him.
- Yeah.

He was gone even before
the engine got cold.

- I'll keep you posted.
- All right. Thanks.

You know, I'd say Evel Knievel did it,
but he's been dead for a little while.

Well, you know, whoever it was,

they needed to be carrying 60
to 70 miles an hour to make that jump.

Then they needed to stick the landing
without breaking their face.

Given that skill set,
I'm guessing that our shooter

was actually
a very expensive gun for hire.

Not a lot of margin for error.

Somebody went through
a lot of trouble to silence our vic.

We're very sorry
to have to put you through this,

but we need to ask you
some questions, okay?

Now, your husband recently contracted
a private security company.

Was that because
he'd been threatened?

Okay, look, we know
that your husband

was accused of embezzling money
from his business

and there are a lot of
angry investors.

- Mom, you should tell them.
- Tell us what? What's going on?

You're right.
My father had received threats,

but not from any of the investors.

Kevin was being forced to pay
protection money.

Forced by whom?

He said it was the Samoan mob.

He had to pay money every week
to keep the restaurants running.

So that's how the money goes
missing from the business.

He fully intended
to pay all that money back.

But before he got the chance,
the accountants audited the books.

It's not like he could tell them
where the money was going.

You have to understand,

they threatened Kevin's life.
They threatened our family.

But with the lawsuit moving forward,
we were out of options.

Okay. It's okay.

So let me get this straight,
that's what today was about,

Kevin was gonna come clean
in the deposition today,

about the protection money,
is that right?

We fully understood what
the repercussions of this would be,

and that's why I made him hire
the security. I just...

I just never imagined
that something like this would happen.

Okay, listen,
we really appreciate your time.

We're gonna do everything we can
to find out who's responsible for this.

All right. I get it.

Samoans clipped this guy
because they do not want him

to go on record
about the protection money.

But I got a hunch
that they did not do it themselves.

They hired somebody to do it. Why?
They are perfectly capable.

First of all, it's a way around
the security detail,

and second of all, doing it
mid-deposition sends a message.

Right. "You snitch, you die."

- Chin Ho Kelly.
- Heh, heh. How is it, Mike?

- How are you doing, man?
- All right.

How do you like your new ride?

Well, 120 miles per charge.
Zero to 60 in five seconds. Not bad.

Well, now that you've gone green,

why don't you reconsider the offer
I gave you on that Bobber?

Sorry, brother. That knucklehead's
the first bike I ever got.

She's not going anywhere.

- You never forget your first.
- That's right.

- Now, what can I do for you?
- Well, there's this case I'm working.

Wow, that's one tricked-out
crotch rocket.

Mm-hm. Any idea where it
might have been customized?

Not in any legitimate shop,
that's for sure.

Frame sliders, rear handbrakes,
flip-on exhaust.

Not exactly street legal.

At least once a week,
some kid comes in here,

- wants the exact same setup.
- Yeah?

Why's it in such high demand?

808 Road Warriors are a collective
of local stunt riders.

They use social media
to organise flash-mob-style events

where they shut down traffic
and perform their tricks.

They have no respect for drivers,
pedestrians, or clearly, the law.

Yeah, I get it, because
riding that motorcycle

like a normal person
isn't dangerous enough.

Other than these bikes
being modified,

how does this connect
to our shooter?

Well, believe it or not,
these guys are actually linked

to a series of truck hijackings.

Each job is pulled off
by a five-man team of motorcyclists

- armed with MAC-11's.
- That's the weapon our shooter used.

All right. So the Samoans hired
these guys to take out Kevin Harper.

That's what I was thinking,
except for the fact

that H.P.D. can't get a positive ID
on any of the hijackers.

All they can ascertain is that

they are indeed members
of the 808 Road Warriors.

All right.
Kono's working the Samoan angle,

so until we hear back from her,
this is our line of attack, all right?

Round up as many
of these punks as we can

till we find one that knows
about the hijackings.

One step ahead of you.

A few of these guys had their bikes
seized recently by H.P.D.

I managed to get them tagged
with GPS

before they were released
from impound.

That's good. Next time one of these
things goes down, we'll be there.

Let me ask you something, sistah.

Does it look like I can ride
a motorcycle off a building?

We're not saying
that you killed him yourself.

- We're just saying you ordered the hit.
- Why would I do that?

Because you're a bagman
for the Samoan mob,

and Kevin Harper
was about to go on record

you were extorting money
from his business.

Bagman?

So you think every Samoan with
some ink on their arm is a criminal?

Nice try.

See, H.P.D.'s been up on you
for weeks.

And right now, they're decoding
what appears to be your ledger.

You recognise that, don't you?

So you understand that with
or without his testimony,

you are going down.

Just now we can add conspiracy
to commit murder to your charges.

I realise I have a credibility problem
here, but you gotta believe me.

This Harper dude
that you keep on mentioning?

I never heard of him. And I sure
as hell never had him killed.

I don't suppose
there's any way you can prove that.

Yup. Yup, I got it. Thank you.

CIU just finished decoding
Laulu's ledger.

Kevin Harper's name
isn't anywhere in it.

I'm sorry.
Are you telling me the Samoans

were not taking protection money
from him?

No, according to Laulu, they stayed
away from large businesses.

There was too much risk that
the owners would go to the cops.

- Harper was lying.
- Yeah, looks like it.

And to his own family too.

So the question is, what's he really
stealing that money for?

I don't know. But whatever it was,
it cost him his life.

Look, Daddy, motorcycles!

Oh, yeah, there's a bunch of them.

Whoa, cool!

That's awesome!
Let's follow them, Daddy.

Absolutely not.

That's quite a show, gentlemen!

And now, to show our appreciation,

these fine officers will now
kindly escort you to jail.

Ahe Makino, you just posted.

There you go. All right, boys.
See you on the outside.

All right. All right. All right.

You said I made bail.

Well, he lied. Let's go.

All right, listen up, Ahe,
because we're about to do you a solid.

Right now, your boys think
you made bail.

Yeah. As far as they know,
you're back on the street,

not in here telling us everything you
know about those trucks that were hit.

Why would I know
anything about that?

You know we're cops, right?

So we know that you already
have a record for possession

and sale of stolen property.
And there's this other thing.

While you were being processed,
H.P.D. searched your place

and found all sorts of merchandise
from the hijackings.

Look, here's the deal. What are you,
about a buck-fifty, dripping wet?

Okay. You don't match the description
of any of the hijackers, okay?

- This is good news for you.
- We guess you don't have the balls

to stick your neck out on the line like
that, which makes you just their fence.

All right. So, what's gonna happen is
you're gonna give us a name right now

and you can go home.

Okay.

The guy you're looking for
is Iceman.

- Iceman? Like from Top Gun?
- What's Top Gun?

Did he say "What's Top Gun"?
I should arrest him just for that.

- Where do we find Iceman?
- I couldn't tell you.

- I don't even know his real name.
- That's convenient.

This ain't the Shriners Club.
We don't have business cards.

You know what the Shriners Club is,
you never seen Top Gun?

How do you get in contact
with Iceman?

I don't. He comes to me
when he has stuff to move.

Last we spoke, he said he was
coming into some laptops soon.

- How soon?
- Tonight, apparently.

Told me to expect them
first thing tomorrow morning.

All right.
So if this guy is telling the truth,

there should be a shipment
of laptops getting boosted tonight.

Right. Chin's pulling up
cargo manifests right now.

If we can find out which truck
this crew's gonna hit,

then maybe we can catch
these guys in the act, right?

- All right. What's going on?
- From what we've put together,

Harper made nearly $800,000
disappear

from the company
over the last three years.

Guy got good at covering his tracks.

He tried every conceivable trick
in the book.

The Harpers seem to be living
well within their means, though.

No fancy cars, lavish vacations.

- So where'd all the money go?
- I'm not sure.

But at least some of it was going
to this guy, John Messer.

According to the books,
Harper was paying him 150K a year

to consult on the business.

Thing is, nobody in the entire company
had ever heard of this guy.

Yeah. The cheques were being sent
to an address

on Maui where it just so happens

that Kevin Harper
was making regular monthly visits,

even though the company doesn't have
any business interests there.

Okay. And there's no driver's licence
or photo ID for this guy on file.

No, just some bank info.

All right. So I'm gonna take
a wild guess and say

that this Messer does not exist.
All right?

You come up with a fake name,
put it on the payroll,

and then you cash the cheques.

That would explain why he was
travelling to Maui so frequently.

Yeah, we thought the same thing.

But Messer has a legitimate address
on Maui,

and state records show him to be
married with a couple of kids.

Yeah. He may have a low profile,
but he's definitely real.

All right, fine. But let's talk
about the $150,000 a year.

Nobody does that out of
the kindness of their heart.

All right? So, whatever Harper
was into, this guy Messer is involved.

All right. We need to find out who he is
and how he connects to everything.

- All right?
- Yeah. We're on it.

Just got a hit on the cargo.
Shipment of laptops just landed at port.

- Trucks are being loaded as we speak.
- That's us. Let's go.

Get out!

Get out of the cab, now!

Surprise.

Lay down on the ground. Keep your
hands where we can see them.

Down on the ground right now.
Keep your hands

- where we can see them.
- Get on the ground!

So you're the Iceman, huh?

You had a good run.

Nine hijackings
over the last three months,

over a million dollars
in merchandise stolen.

That's a good run.
So why don't you tell me something.

Why would you push your luck
and try your hand at murder for hire?

That could be anybody.

That bike is customized exactly
the same way as the bikes

- you and your crew ride.
- Coincidence.

It's the same gun
that you and your crew use.

- Look, I didn't shoot anyone.
- Not yourself, no. I believe that.

Here's the thing, this is my problem,
all right? You got a five-man team.

When you hit that truck,
you hit it with four guys.

Okay? So I'm thinking the missing guy
is my guy. He's the shooter.

Pulls the hit off,
you give him the night off.

Tell him to lay low for a while.

I have no idea
what you're talking about.

I tell you what I'm talking about.
I'm talking about you going to prison

for 20 years to life
as an accessory to murder.

All right? And that's on top
of the hijackings.

That's what I'm talking about.

Wait, hold up.

Suppose I told you
that guy acted alone,

that he was gonna hit the truck
with us last night,

but that he called a few hours
before to say he couldn't make it.

You want me to give you the benefit
of the doubt, I'm gonna need a name.

Meet Tyler Kaheaku, 21 years old,

multiple arrests for armed robbery
and assault.

H.P.D. paid him a visit at
the hardware store where he works,

but he didn't show up this morning.

That's because you get a day off
after you kill somebody.

All right, so his crew said Kaheaku
was present at all of the hijackings

until last night
when he bailed unexpectedly,

never gave a reason why.

Let's say they're telling the truth.

Is it possible that this was not a hire
and that it was something personal?

I don't know.
We need to dig into this kid's life,

see if there's any connection
to Harper.

All right. So we got an embezzling
restaurateur and a juvenile delinquent.

Aside from the fact
that they are both criminals,

- what do these two have in common?
- I got something.

- Very fast.
- Yeah.

This is Tyler's Facebook page.
Recognise the girl in the photos?

That's Harper's daughter.

Mrs. Harper, is, uh... Is Aubrey around?
We need to speak with her.

- No, I'm sorry, she's not here.
- Where is she?

I haven't seen her since this morning.
Can I ask what this is about?

Yeah. I'm gonna show you
a photograph. Do me a favour.

Tell me,
you ever see this guy before?

- No, I've never seen him. Who is he?
- Okay. His name is Tyler Kaheaku.

And he is a suspect
in your husband's murder.

You're telling me that my daughter
might know the man who did this?

Pretty well.

These are, uh...

These are photographs
from Aubrey's Facebook page,

and by the looks of things,

they've been seeing each other
for about six months.

- Oh, my God.
- What is it?

It's just that Aubrey and Kevin
had been fighting a lot recently.

I assumed it was just the stress
that everybody was under

because of the court case
and everything.

Maybe it was because he found out
about the relationship.

It's possible.

He was always so protective
over Aubrey.

He probably didn't wanna upset me.

Now, listen, Mrs. Harper, if Aubrey's
still hanging out with this guy,

she could be in great danger.
We need to find her right away.

- Hey, Mom.
- Hey, I'm just checking in.

Where are you?

Just out.

What's up?

I hadn't heard from you in a while.

Any idea when you might be
coming home?

I'm not coming home, Mom.

What do you mean?

I have to go away for a while.
I can't explain right now.

Look, Aubrey, whatever's happening,
we can get through this together.

Dad wasn't the man
you thought he was. I'm sorry, Mom.

Call her back. Keep trying.

We need to go.

Hi, this is Aubrey. Leave a message.

All right, Chin.
Where are we on the trace?

I pinged her cell phone to a gas station
in Waipio, but the signal just died.

She must have dumped it.

They're going on the run.

Doesn't make sense.

A 17-year-old girl gets her boyfriend
to kill her father, why?

Why would she do that?

You're asking me to get in the head
of a 17-year-old girl?

- Yes. Help me with this.
- Okay, uh...

Maybe her father found out
about the relationship

- and told her she had to end it.
- No.

Are you kidding me?
She's not gonna risk life imprisonment

when she's a couple of months away
from becoming a consenting adult.

- It doesn't make sense.
- I didn't wanna answer.

Just listen to me.
Let's break this down.

Aubrey told her mother that her father
is not who he seemed to be, correct?

Okay. I'm thinking she found out
that he lied about

Samoans extorting money
from the business.

That's even dumber than what I said.
So you kill your father?

- No, you just turn him in.
- Right, right.

But what if there's more?

- What if there's more to it?
- More to it? How?

Okay. Well, the father lied about
the protection money.

What else did he lie about?

You keep asking me questions
I don't know the answers to.

No. It's rhetorical.
This is how we figure things out.

If it's rhetorical,
then I don't really need to speak.

You know what? Enough.

- Lisa Messer?
- Yes.

I'm Captain Grover with Five-0.
This is Officer Kalakaua.

We'd like to have a word with
your husband, John. Is he home?

- Uh, what's this about?
- It's a case that we're investigating.

We just have a few questions for him
and we'll be on our way.

I'm sorry,
but John's away on business.

When do you expect him back home?

Soon, hopefully.
But his schedule's always changing.

- I just put her down ten minutes ago.
- Oh, I remember those days.

- Please, go ahead.
- Come on in. I'll just be a minute.

I'll be right back.

Hey, Lou. Check this out.

That's Kevin Harper.
That's our victim.

Yeah. I think we know what he's been
doing on all his trips to Maui.

So Messer and Harper
are the same guy.

- Leading a double life.
- So sorry about that.

Now, what can I help you guys with?

Okay.
That was definitely unexpected.

Looked into Harper's travel records.

This has been going on
for four years.

Spend a week or two
with his family in Maui,

and then say he had business
out of town.

Now, according to this wife,

the guy had consulting gigs
all over the country,

so it'd be perfectly normal for him
to be gone for long stretches of time.

That's pretty impressive.

I couldn't even keep one marriage
together. This guy was juggling two.

Hey, takes a special kind of sociopath
to keep all that stuff separate, man.

I mean, you say the wrong name
at the wrong time, it's a wrap.

All right, so he's dipping into the
business to support two families.

Once the legal problems started,

Aubrey must have realised
what was going on.

You're a 17-year-old girl, think you're
the centre of your father's universe,

and then find out
something like that.

- It must have left her shattered.
- Yeah.

So she gets her boyfriend
to kill her father at the deposition,

makes it look like
it was part of the lawsuit?

Smart move. I mean, this way
you got the cops looking into

the guy's business dealings
instead of his personal life.

Right, and Aubrey gets to protect
her mother from finding out the truth.

All right. We're heading back now.
See you guys soon.

All right.

Okay, so now these kids
are on the run.

Figure it's a matter of time
before cops are onto them.

APB's out. Unless they're holed up,
H.P.D. should get them.

Okay. My concern is
what these kids are gonna do

if they feel like they're cornered.

Got a hit on Aubrey's credit card.
She just booked two tickets to L.A.

- Plane leaves in an hour.
- Okay, great.

Then we move in when these kids
show for their flight.

Chin, in the meantime, do me a favour.
Call H.P.D., have them stand down.

I don't wanna give these kids
any opportunity to do anything stupid.

Copy.

Just drive.

Yeah, Chin. What do you got?

Bad news.
The APB wasn't updated in time.

Aubrey and Tyler were just spotted
on the H1. H.P.D.'s already in pursuit.

Just go easy, please.

...You'll soon begin
experiencing pain...

Breaking news right now.
A high-speed police pursuit on the H1.

These images coming to you live

from our Channel 17 news copter
high over the scene,

show us what looks like
several H.P.D. cruisers

currently in hot pursuit of a motorcycle
speeding down the H1 Highway.

No ID has been able
to be made as of yet,

but it appears that the rider is male
with a young female passenger.

No official word has come in
if this rider is wanted

in connection to the violent shooting
and escape on motorbike

that rocked downtown Honolulu
yesterday morning.

...But H.P.D. is advising motorists
to avoid the area if possible

until the rider and passenger
have been apprehended.

We'll be staying live
through this chase...

- Would you go easy, please?
- Relax. Just relax.

What the hell are you doing?

If we die, they get away.

- You understand that concept?
- Hold on.

Hey!

Hey! My God, I hate you.
I hate the way you drive.

I hate the way you look
when you drive.

I hate everything about your driving.

You shouldn't need this explained,
that's a motorcycle, this is a car.

- They can't go the same places.
- Says who?

- What did I just say...?
- Would you relax?

Just relax, all right? I got this.

What's he doing? What's he doing?

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Aubrey, Aubrey.

Aubrey, look at me.
Can you hear my voice?

Can you hear
what I'm saying to you?

Tyler. What...? Where's Tyler?

No!

No!

So, what's gonna happen
to her now?

Well, she's 17, yeah,
so she's gonna be tried as a minor.

Given the circumstances,
everything you've been through,

her emotional state,

the judge might be lenient
when it comes to sentencing.

I've already lost everything.

I can't lose my daughter too.

Did she know?

No, she didn't know.

She was a victim like you.

Kevin just had this way about him.

Whenever you were with him,
you just...

You just felt like
the only person in the world.

What, you're not stretching?

No, I don't... I don't believe in it.

You don't believe that stretching

before exercise decreases
the risk of injury?

Well, I used to believe that
until I slipped a disc

while stretching
one of my hamstrings.

Actually, the jury's still out
on stretching.

Experts disagree if it should be
performed before or after exercise.

See? Listen to the team doctor.
He knows.

- Mahalo, detective.
- Hey, is Adam coming?

Uh, no, he's still doing PT.

Getting back on his feet, you know?

Figured it would be cruel
to show him how ambulatory I am.

Anything else?

Yeah, with Gabriel Waincroft
still out there,

I think it'd be safer for him
to keep a low profile.

Can't say I disagree with you
about that.

You should know something though,
Kono.

We're gonna find Gabriel,
I promise you.

All right.

Look what we have here,
genuine Olympians.

All right.

- Hey, thanks for coming, guys.
- Anything for a good cause, brah.

We just came to wish you guys
pomaika'i and show our support.

Ten percent of every purchase
at the shrimp truck today

is gonna go to those widows
and orphans.

Right. Let me guess,
that applies only to purchases

- made between 2 and 4 p.m.
- No, brah, all day.

I just ask that you guys consider
wearing these T-shirts I got made up.

Got them sized out perfect.
What do you think?

No, it's cotton, I can't.

It absorbs water,
slows me down, you know?

No, I would, I just don't want to.

Yeah.
You guys didn't think this through.

In ten minutes, we're gonna be covered
in schmutz from asses to eyebrows.

You don't want everyone
to see that beautiful mug of yours

all covered in mud, right?

I'll have them waiting
at the finish line.

Something clean
to change in after your victory.

- Hey.
- All right, Five-0, huddle up.

We only got about
five more minutes.

- You'll probably talk for four of them.
- You know what?

I bet you think that right now I'm gonna
give some grandiose speech, right?

- Yeah.
- Well, you would be correct.

Let me tell y'all folks,
I'm not gonna lie to you.

This thing is gonna be hard.

Matter of fact,
it'll be damn near impossible,

but if there's anybody that can beat
this thing here, it's you guys.

Because I look around me
and I see the finest people

I've ever had the opportunity
to work with.

People who understand
the concept of team.

People who know what it means
to sacrifice for one another.

Bring out the best in one another.

Damn, Lou.

That arthritis didn't slow
your mouth down a beat.

All right. I talk too much. Come on.
Let's bring it in. Everybody, come on.

You guys too. You part of this.

- Well, not really, but all right.
- All right. Five-0 on three.

- One, two...
- Five-0!

- No, man.
- Little early, Max. Little early.

- He said "on three."
- On three is

- then we say it.
- Just do what we do.

- One, two, three, Five-0!
- Five-0!