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Previously on Hawaii Five-0:

You don't have to do this.
I just need more time.

Mr. Shioma has given you over
a month to make good on your debt.

Time's up.

I'd like to report two murders.

You can find the bodies
in the Makua Kea'au Forest Reserve.

- How do you know this?
- Because I put them there.

Prosecutor's last and final offer
was 18 months.

- Okay.
- We accepted it.

Before you think of saying anything,
know this:

I have people outside your house
right now.

And if they don't hear from me
in exactly ten minutes,

she's dead.

What do you want?

Help me.

Hey.

- Thanks for coming, brah.
- Yeah. Is Nahele all right?

Your text message said
it was an emergency.

That's the emergency?

I was just following orders.

It is an emergency, brother.

If I don't get to Waikiki Food Fest
within the hour,

Simmy's Shrimp Shack
is gonna jump my spot.

An emergency
is a life-or-death situation.

You understand that?
This is a flat tyre.

- It's called an economic crisis.
- An economic crisis?

If I don't sell shrimp,
Nahele don't get paid.

Nahele don't get paid, he looks
for alternative sources of income,

which might directly impact
your financial situation.

- Is that right?
- Trickle-down economics, brah.

There's a jack in my truck
in the toolbox.

What'd I tell you, kid?
Superman to the rescue.

McGarrett.

Kono, what do we know?

There was a chemical spill
on the road outside Halawa Prison

that forced an emergency evacuation

to the Marine Corps barracks
at Kaneohe Bay.

That's over 1,000 inmates.

That's why they used city buses.

Yeah, Corrections
ran out of vehicles,

so the mayor commandeered
these buses to help out.

On the way to the brig,
this one was hit

with what appears
to be a remote-controlled IED.

We got the exact casualty count?

Ten prisoners, one guard dead,
dozens injured.

And then there's this guy.

Meet James Hamasaki.

This guy was doing time
for weapons and drug trafficking.

Talk about unlucky. By some miracle,
this guy survives the blast,

only to be the unlucky recipient
of a double tap.

Now, witnesses say
that our shooter

was stalking through the wreckage
just moments after the blast,

but nobody can give us
enough information to get an ID.

So wait a minute, you're telling me

that the chemical spill
and the attack on this bus

was all part of a coordinated hit?

Yeah, I'm thinking the shooter
was just insurance

- to make sure the job got done.
- Steve, we got runners.

Corrections identified
six inmates unaccounted for

- and the guard's gun is missing.
- So we got armed runners.

What's the matter, Duke?

Kono, one of the fugitives
is your husband.

All right, everybody, listen up.

We have the identities
of the six escaped inmates.

We believe these men are travelling
together and shackled in pairs.

We also have reason to believe
that one of them is armed

with a handgun,
so look sharp when you're out there.

They are identified
as Gerard Burns, 61 years old.

This guy's convicted of first-degree
murder in the killing of his wife.

He's a former defence attorney
to some of the island's worst criminals.

Next up, Bobby Stockman.

This guy's a serial rapist, convicted.

Currently, he's done five years
of his 162-year sentence.

Now meet Efrin Aquino.

He's currently serving three life terms
for a triple homicide

that happened back in 2002.

I'm sure most of you know this guy,
Henry Garavito.

For those of you
who haven't had the pleasure,

Mr. Garavito has spent
the last 15 years of his life

in solitary confinement
after slaughtering two families

and cannibalizing
all of his victims.

We also have serial torch
Jason Duclair.

Duclair is currently serving
multiple life sentences

for various counts
of murder and arson.

That said, we are gonna
have firefighting support,

helos standing by, just in case
he gets the itch while he's out there.

Lastly, we got Adam Noshimuri.

Mr. Noshimuri was housed
in a protective-custody dormitory

right next to
the maximum-security wing.

Now, somehow,
he and some of his fellow inmates

were mixed up with the other
max prisoners on that bus.

Please note that right now
we believe Mr. Noshimuri

was forced to go along
with the other fugitives.

Is that clear? Good.

SWAT is currently tied up
helping Corrections

with the prison evac.

Aviation is up, but the K-9s
are still 15 to 20 out.

We're not waiting for the dogs,
all right? We got to move.

These guys have got a big head start
on us already.

If we wanna catch them
before the sun goes down,

we got to move right now,
got it? Kono.

All right, so the escapees
were last seen headed north.

So far, they've avoided
H-3 to the west,

which is already crawling
with H.P.D. checkpoints.

There are two other possible
escape-route scenarios

based on distance and terrain.

There are some old off-the-grid
campsites and hunting cabins

in this area where they could possibly
obtain weapons and supplies,

or they could continue moving north

to the town of Ahuimanu
and Highway 83.

Yeah, obviously
this is a residential area.

We don't want the bad guys
getting in there.

All right? Let's go.

Chin, What's up?

Hey, Steve.

Max's prelim on Hamasaki
uncovered something very interesting.

This wasn't the first attempt
on his life.

He suffered a serious stab wound
to the abdomen two months ago.

That explains why he was
in protective custody, right?

Mm-hm. Corrections is sending over
the case file.

Let's look into anybody
who had contact with him

- inside or outside of that prison.
- Already got Jerry on that.

- Steve, there's something else.
- What?

Nahele's father was one
of the inmates on the bus.

He didn't make it.

- Does Nahele know?
- No.

Thought you'd wanna
be the one to tell him.

All right.

Wait, there, there. Everybody move.

Get under there!

You gonna pray for us
to make it out of here alive?

No. I'm gonna give you something
to tie that bandage with.

Thank you.

We can't keep running around
this jungle.

Here.

There's no way we're gonna get away,
not like this. We need a plan.

Yeah, he's right.

They'll be up here with dogs soon.

If we don't get these shackles off,
we'll never stay ahead of them.

I used to camp up here
with my uncle when I was a kid.

If we keep heading north
to higher ground,

we're gonna find some hunting cabins
and campsites.

We'll find something to break
these chains, maybe food and water.

Sounds like the counsellor
has got a plan.

- Okay, let's move.
- All right.

- Get up.
- Look, just give me a minute.

Get up, or we're gonna
break your neck and carry you.

Hey. Hey!

If you let him stop the bleeding,
he walks faster.

We all want that, right?

He's right.

Make it quick.

You guys keep moving.
We'll catch up.

Okay, so the stabbing
of Hamasaki happened

in the prison laundry room,
away from cameras and guards.

There were four witnesses.

Conveniently, they all came down
with a case of amnesia.

Ah. I'm guessing Hamasaki
wouldn't ID his attacker.

No, snitches get stitches.
But here's where it gets weird.

In the weeks before the assault,

Hamasaki was visited
over a dozen times by this guy.

He signed in as Reid Garner,
Hamasaki's attorney.

All right, what's weird about that?

There's no Reid Garner listed
as an attorney in the state of Hawaii.

So I ran him through facial rec,
and as you may have guessed,

his name is not Reid Garner
and he's not an attorney.

Then who the hell is he?

Gentlemen. Special Agent Ed Scanlon.
How can I help you?

We need to know about the case
you're working with Hamasaki.

He was cooperating
in a federal RICO case

targeting one
of his former associates,

uh, Anthony Palumbo.

James was supposed to testify against
him in a federal grand jury last week.

He got cold feet and bailed
at the last minute.

I'm sure the sharp instrument
inserted into his ribs

contributed to that decision.

Hamasaki was killed this morning
on his way from Halawa Prison

to the Marine barracks
in Kaneohe Bay.

That IED attack
on the corrections bus?

We think he was the target.

It's strange Palumbo would take him out
knowing he decided not to testify.

So who put the hit on Hamasaki?

What was that look? Huh?

- Was that a look?
- Yeah.

Oh, I was just wondering
why the man with...

The man with a thousand opinions has
suddenly turned into a Buddhist monk.

Haven't said two words
since we left the command post.

Because I don't have anything
to say.

- Oh, really?
- Yeah, really.

Maybe you know
I'm not gonna like what you have to say.

All right, let me ask you a question.
I understand, okay?

I understand Adam is shackled
to Duclair

and he had no choice,
but what if he did?

What if he was using this
as an opportunity to run?

Why would he turn himself in
and take a plea deal

if he's just gonna run?

Okay, I'll tell you why. Maybe it
has something to do with the fact

that he had a sit-down with Gabriel,
didn't tell anybody, not even Kono,

until he was asked about it.
How about that?

He's got 14 months left
on his sentence, okay?

He's not gonna throw that away
for a fugitive play.

He wouldn't do that to Kono.

Oh, no? I understand
that once you are a criminal,

you are always a criminal.
Old life calls, okay?

Need a little help
carrying the weight of the world

on your shoulders there, Atlas?

I'm just thinking about Adam.

Adam had to run.
He didn't have a choice.

Come on, you know that, don't you?

I do, and then my mind
starts wandering

into all that stuff with Gabriel,
and then I don't.

Let me give you a little advice.
Follow your first instinct.

Your husband's a good guy.

I know that, and you know that too,
more importantly.

He was protecting you
by leaving you out of the loop

and now he's doing what
he's gotta do to stay alive

and protecting himself.

It's just that simple.

So I did some digging into Hamasaki,
and check this out.

You recognise this guy?

Yeah. Solomon Tuasopo,
the guard that let Gabriel

into Halawa to visit Adam.
What's he got to do with Hamasaki?

Nothing.

But he was also the guard assigned
to Special Holding this morning.

He put Adam and some other
protective custody inmates

on a bus with prisoners
from maximum security.

According to Halawa chief of security,
that should never have happened.

Okay. Where are you going
with this, Jer?

I have a theory, if you don't mind.

- Who does this look like to you?
- Our victim Hamasaki.

Right. But who else does it look like?

- I don't know. Who?
- I'll give you a hint.

They could pass as brothers, right?

I guess, yeah.

Which leads me to my theory.

With all the chaos, the smoke,
the fire, blood everywhere,

same striped jumpsuits,
same physical appearance...

Hamasaki wasn't the target.

It was Adam.

Are you sure
they were trying to kill Adam?

It's the only theory that makes sense
right now. We're bringing Tuasopo in.

He put Adam on the bus.

- I wanna know who paid him to do it.
- That's easy. It was Waincroft.

He crawled out from under his rock,

and he's orchestrating
the whole damn thing.

Yeah, well, if Gabriel's behind it, Adam
turned down his offer to partner up.

No way it was Gabriel.

Last time we saw this guy,
he's doing a gainer out of a window.

He bounced off a car hood.

He's half dead, got no money.
He ain't putting a hit on anybody.

Okay. If it's not Gabriel,
who wants Adam dead?

- McGarrett.
- Chin, I gotta call you back.

Look at this. Look at all this blood.

At least one of these guys
is hurt bad.

Hey.
Guys, I got something over here.

These are the prayer beads
off of Adam's necklace.

It must've broken.

Guys?

We got fresh tracks over here.
They split up.

You got a house on the North Shore.

You got two kids in private school.

Either you really know how to stretch
that state correctional buck,

or you're on somebody's payroll.

You know what I learned from talking
to people like you, Solomon?

That even the worst men
who have sat in that chair...

...they all have someone
they care about.

Someone they love.

Now, for you,

you got two boys
at the lolani School, right?

That's 40 grand a year in tuition.

That's... That's a lot of love.

For me, it's Kono.

I mean, you know,
she's like the sister I never had.

But maybe you didn't know

that the man you had set up
to be killed this morning

is her husband.

That makes him 'ohana.

And that makes this
very, very personal.

So if you ever wanna
see your children again

without a piece of glass
and a telephone

between you and them,

you're gonna tell me who paid you

to put Adam Noshimuri on that bus.

Come on.

Where are Garavito and Aquino?

They should've caught up
to us by now.

- Maybe the cops grabbed them.
- Who cares?

- All they did was slow us down.
- All right.

- Hold still.
- Forget it.

That's not gonna cut
through cold steel.

You got a better idea?

Yeah.

Heat up the chain,
make them softer.

Heh. This is priceless.
The pyro wants to start a fire.

Does anyone else think this is, like,
a really bad idea?

Look, the man's right.
The cops will see the smoke.

Not if we build the fire
upside down.

Of course. An upside-down fire.

I mean, why didn't I think of that?

All right, everybody on your heads.

Be smart. Shut up.

Gather up the bigger logs.
Start with those.

Smaller logs on top,
kindling on top of that.

This way, the fire burns down
instead of up.

The heat on top eats up
all the gases from underneath.

Trust me.

Tuasopo's more afraid
of whoever's paying him

than he is of going to jail.
He's not talking.

Well, his money definitely is.

I found large deposits into accounts
under his wife's maiden name.

Only problem is, there's no connection
to who we thought was behind this,

Gabriel Waincroft.

The money was wired
from offshore accounts

controlled by the man
he murdered,

late Yakuza boss Goro Shioma.

So whoever filled Shioma's shoes is
the one who ordered the hit on Adam.

Can we get on with this?
My hand is on fire!

Not yet.

I'd rather keep the chain
than lose the hand!

- Okay, over there.
- Go!

Yeah! Oh!

Well, I guess
I owe you an apology.

I just want you to stay out of my face.
That's all I want.

Where's Aquino?

We got lost.

Cut across a stream
and he slipped on a rock.

Cracked his head wide open.
It was real bad.

There's blood everywhere.

He quit breathing.

How'd you get the chain off?

I had no choice.

You sick son of a bitch!

I did what I had to do.

- Get back!
- Easy. Come on.

There's nothing we can do
about it now.

I did what I had to do.

I can walk 18 holes on a golf course,
not blink an eye.

- I'm lying. I take a cart every time.
- Heh.

What I'm trying to say is
this hiking is kicking my ass.

Well, I guess it is better
than walking a beat in Chicago

on Rush Street
in the middle of winter.

I do not miss that, I tell you what.

Waking up in double digits
below zero.

Weather forecast for the day is
Popsicle toes.

I can't feel my face.

I don't know.

I could do with a little cold weather
right now.

Kono.

I see it.

I got blood and drag marks.

What is this?

Hang on. What is this?

Oh, it's a body.

- It's Aquino.
- Yeah.

I guess Garavito
prefers his own company.

Hang on.

Where is his hand?

It's over here.

Gentlemen, as much
as I've enjoyed the company,

I think I'm gonna head out
on my own.

Splitting up will increase our chances
of getting caught.

- No one's asking your opinion.
- The man's right.

We should stay together
until we get to the highway.

The man eats people.

I think that disqualifies him
as someone we should listen to.

This guy turned himself in
the last time he escaped.

He doesn't care if he gets caught.

The cops grab him,
he's liable to tell them

which way we're headed.
We can't let him go.

Who's gonna stop me? You?

Ahem. I am.

Give him the hatchet.

Keep that handy.

I'm gonna need it later
when I kill you.

Shoot him.
Blow his damn brains out.

- This guy is a liability.
- All right, shut up.

No one's killing anyone.
Put the gun down.

- Everybody just take a deep breath.
- Give me the gun! I'll do it! Unh!

You pull that trigger
and you'll tell the cops exactly

where we are,
quicker than Duclair ever could.

Trust me, they're out there,
listening.

Waiting for us
to give up our location.

That gun leads them right to us.

Let's go.

Before I change my mind.

Wait, hold on.

- How far is that stream?
- It's not far, half a mile. Why?

We're heading to higher ground.

We need to fill these bottles.

We're not gonna get very far
without water.

Okay.

But only Burns goes.

No offence,
but, uh, I don't know you.

So I trust you even less
than these guys.

If the Yakuza put a hit out
on Adam,

it had to be
because he was working with Gabriel.

Or because Shioma thought he was.

Well, they'd have to have solid intel
to come at him this strong.

No? And it'd be another reason
why Adam's running.

- Did you hear what I said?
- Yeah, I heard.

Not saying you're wrong.
Did I say you're wrong?

You didn't, but then what
would be the opposite of that?

The word opposite of...
Why can't you just say I'm right?

Say, "You're right about something."
Why can't you say that?

Why? Am I...?
Am I speaking to myself?

Why can't you say that?

Because you're wrong.

Adam's not running.

He's leaving a trail for us to find him.

Are you crazy?
I thought you were the cops.

Sorry. They sent me to find you.

Stockman's anxious to get moving.

He needs to relax.
I'm not done here.

- All right, let me help.
- All right, thanks.

What's taking them so long?

Asking that every minute ain't gonna
get them here any faster.

Oh, I'd shut up if I were you.

- You got a problem with me?
- Yeah, I do.

How's a guy with two bodies on him

get only 18 months
in protective custody?

Answer him.

The government had a weak case.
I took a plea.

Or maybe you used
some of that Noshimuri money

to get yourself a comfy
little sentence, huh?

Yeah, you got that wrong, friend.

Yakuza slit my brother's throat
three years ago over a gambling debt.

So let's get one thing straight.
I ain't your friend.

No.

I'm sorry about your brother.

Where the hell have you been?

Looking for Burns.
He wasn't at the stream.

We've wasted enough time.
We gotta go.

Yeah, we have to assume
the cops got to him.

All right! Let's move.

Who is she?

Michelle Shioma,
Goro's oldest daughter.

Married mother of two,
master's in business admin,

soccer mom, president of the PTA.

Model citizen, until you get
to these bank transactions.

The money used to pay
off Tuasopo came from her?

Mm-hm.
His account's under her direct control.

I checked with the head of security

at the branch
where the wire transfers originated.

Michelle signed for them.
There's security footage to prove it.

She's out to avenge
her father's death.

Why put Adam in the crosshairs?

I'm thinking she found out
about Gabriel's meeting with Adam

and figured that the two
of them were in business.

So that makes him
an enemy of the family.

Michelle Shioma.
Lieutenant Kelly, Five-0.

- I need you to step out of the vehicle.
- Lieutenant, as you can see,

I'm driving my children home
from school.

If you need anything from me,
I suggest you call my attorney.

You hold on to that
and call him yourself.

Your girls are gonna
need a ride home.

Step out of the vehicle, please.

You're not nearly as sharp
as your father, Michelle.

See, your father knew
how to cover his tracks.

He never would've been careless
enough to leave the paper trail you did,

leading straight
to Tuasopo's bank account.

And your father would've known
that Tuasopo

was also on Gabriel's payroll.

Did you know he was
the same guard who slipped

Gabriel into Halawa
to meet with Adam Noshimuri?

You didn't know that, did you?

Tuasopo played you, Michelle.

He saw the chance
to make a few bucks.

He told you about Gabriel's
partnership offer to Adam.

But what he didn't tell you
was that Adam said no.

So all of this was for nothing.

But you didn't know that.

You just knew
that Gabriel was in hiding

and that Adam
was in protective custody,

so you needed to make your play.

And that's where things got messy.

Well, literally, because you did
set up the chemical spill.

And you were the one to pay Tuasopo
to put Adam on that bus.

But the IED didn't quite do its job,
did it?

And the hit man?
Well, he tagged the wrong guy.

That's a very amusing story,
lieutenant.

The only part of it
that made any sense to me

is the part about the kind woman

depositing money
into a dear friend's account

to help pay for a decent education
for his children.

If that's a crime, then I'm guilty.

Is that really the story
you're sticking with?

Lieutenant, you seem
to know my father very well.

But not the fact
that for the last five years of his life,

he wasn't very active
in the business.

You see, he left the day-to-day
to the person he trusted most.

The one person he knew would do

whatever was necessary
to protect our family's interests,

no matter how heavily
it weighs on their conscience.

Is that a threat?

All right, judging by this fire,
they were here in the last two hours.

If they're no longer shackled,
they're gonna be moving a lot quicker.

- We gotta pick up the pace.
- Aquino's dead.

Yeah, we found his body
about a mile back.

We followed the blood trail,
led us right back here to you.

Garavito smashed his head in
with a rock.

And that ain't all.

He chewed off Aquino's hand
at the wrist to get free.

Okay.

- He's not the only one off his chains.
- Well, so much for the advantage.

No, we still got one.

What are those?

Adam's been leaving us a trail.

Hey. What'd I tell you?

- Now, let's go find them.
- Whoa, whoa. Hold on. Stop.

I get that this Garavito is a psychopath,
nut job, maniac

or whatever, but I don't get it.

He kills the guy that he's chained to.

And instead of disappearing,
he doubles back

- and rejoins the group, why?
- Strength in numbers.

No. He's not done killing.

Chin, hey. How'd you do
with the Shioma woman?

Oh, you'd love her.
She's beautiful, sophisticated,

and she'd shoot you in the face
just to make sure the gun worked.

While Chin was getting the
silent treatment, I ran her cell records.

There were dozens
of incoming calls to her phone

before and after the attack
on the bus.

These calls were pinging cell towers
in the area of your crime scene.

And we triangulated
on those GPS signals.

There are at least four active signals

within a mile of your current location.

Steve, we believe those are troops
on the ground looking for Adam.

We got company. We gotta move.

Come on, hurry up!
You're holding us up!

Hey! Are you crazy?
What are you doing?

What'd you do that for?

He murdered Burns
and probably Aquino too.

What are you talking about?

There was fresh blood on his pants,

and he stopped bleeding hours ago.

And where do you think
he got this? Huh?

You gave it to Burns.

Think about it.

Why would Burns run off?
He had no reason.

Garavito killed him,
and he came back to kill the rest of us.

Where the hell are you going?
Move, you die.

Aah! Son of a bitch!

Easy, easy. I'm not running.

I'm not running.
My name is Adam Noshimuri.

We know who you are. On your knees,
hands over your head.

I'm unarmed. Okay?

- I'm surrendering.
- Shut up!

You guys aren't real cops, are you?

Whoever's paying you to do this,
I'll double it.

With what, Mr. Noshimuri?

Everyone knows
you have nothing left.

You think I gave everything
to Shioma, you're wrong.

I think you'd say anything
right now to stay alive.

Now we're even.

Huh?

Call Max,
tell him we got another body.

- What was that?
- Nothing.

What's going on?

It's fine. Everything's fine.

Don't lie to me.

Whatever happened, just tell me.

They found Burns' body
by a creek a couple miles back.

- Was it Garavito?
- He opened the guy's chest up

with a broken bottle
and ate his heart.

He's not gonna stop
until he kills every one of them.

I'm not a real cop.

Doesn't matter.

People who I work for will never...

Shh.

Shh.

Hey, hey, Garavito!

Drop the knife.

Put down the knife!

Yeah, I need an immediate
medical evacuation.

Sending location now.

- Thank you.
- Shut up.

How many more are with you?

Burns said you turned
yourself in last time you escaped.

- That's right.
- So why'd you run this time?

Thought the best place
for me was on the inside.

I was wrong.

Took you guys long enough.

You all right?

Yeah.

This is Captain Grover.
I need a medevac for a gunshot wound

on a male escaped convict,
Jason Duclair.

Copy that. Medevac on the way.

Looks like my ride's here.

Come here.

- No more secrets.
- No more secrets.

Hey.

We're gonna make it.

I know.

No matter what happens,

we'll always find our way
back to each other.

Hey.

- What's up?
- What's good?

Hey, sorry about the whole,
uh, tyre thing.

I dropped off the jack
in your garage.

- Don't worry about it.
- Okay.

Anyways,
the food fest was amazing.

I made so much tips,
and Kamekona, he, uh...

Yeah, he won best original dish

for that three-alarm chilli shrimp dog.

Yeah, that was so good.

So, uh, what'd you wanna talk
to me about?

Sit down for a sec.

I don't know why I'm crying.

He wasn't a very good person.

Yeah, he was still your father.

I got no more family left.

Yeah, you do, pal.