All language subtitles for Hawaii.Five-0.S07E21.1080p.BluRay.Remux.eng

Mayday. Mayday. This is the
sailing vessel Mokualii out of Honolulu.

We have suffered reef damage
and are taking on water.

I repeat, we're taking on water.
Mayday. Mayday.

This is the Mokualii out of Honolulu.
Can anyone hear us?

Mayday, mayday!

Hey, I see a...
a maritime patrol cutter up ahead!

I think I can get to it!

Come on!

Come on, a little more!

- Oh, my God.
- Here we go.

Hello?

Anybody on-board?

Hello?

Hello? Anybody?

Hello? Hello?

I don't understand.
Where is everyone?

Keep looking.

Hello? Anybody on-board?

Anybody?

Oh, my God.

Stop. Would you be doing
this if Charlie was here?

- No.
- No?

Because that would be setting
a bad example.

Now, if you would please
do me this one favour?

No, I will not bend over and cough,
with your cold hands.

It's not that kind of test.
Just look that way.

It's something I always wanted to do.
Can you do me a favour, please?

- Thank you.

- Wait a minute.
- Oh, funny.

- Nothing.
- Nothing in there.

There's nothing inside.

- Nothing?
- Nothing at all. I know. Come here.

Come here, let me look.

- Easy, easy.
- What do you mean?

- I mean, it's delicate in there.
- I know.

I don't know why, but there it is.

There's the brain of Steve McGarrett.

Looks like a pea or like a little bead.

- You're an idiot. Get off. Off.

- Commander McGarrett.
- I couldn't get a sitter for my kid.

- I'm sorry. I had to bring him along.
- Detective Danny Williams.

Hey, uh, why don't you wait out there,
so the adults can talk...

Actually, this is gonna be pretty quick.

- Gonna be pretty quick, so...
- According to your tests,

- everything looks good.
- Hey.

Your postop recovery is a little slower
than I expected,

but your new liver is doing well.

Well, that's great news, right?

Any, um, signs of radiation poisoning?

Radi... radiation? Is he kidding?

Did he bring that up?
Why would you bring that up?

Well, I'll tell him.
We, um, we were exposed to uranium,

uh, a few weeks ago, him and, I.
We had to defuse a dirty bomb which, uh,

was gonna take out half the population,
so we were doing a good thing.

But anyway, he strapped on a, um,
a car battery to protect his vitals.

- Stupid.
- I just wanna make sure.

- Now that we know we're good...
- Okay, is that it?

Yeah. Just keep taking your
anti-rejection medication

and I would say you could slowly start
to resume normal physical activity.

- Great.
- Wait, uh, just...

When you say normal physical activity,
you mean, uh...

A little cardio.
Some lightweight training.

Lightweight training.
So, uh, hand-to-hand combat,

or parkour, or jumping out of airplanes,
that's... that's out, right?

- Absolutely.
- Ah.

- Okay.
- So you know.

- That's good to know.

- What's so funny?
- I don't know. Nothing.

- Excuse me for one second. McGarrett.

- What you doing?
- Milking a cow.

- What's it look like I'm doing?
- Ha.

Yeah, I remember
when I was young and sarcastic.

Those were the good old days.

See, back then your grandfather
would've rewarded my sarcasm

with a couple of loose teeth.

You, on the other hand, won't be seeing
any parts of a driver's licence

unless you change your misguided ways.

Sorry, I'm packing.
That's what you told me to do, right?

That's more like it. And yes,
I did tell you to pack for the weekend.

Not for the month.

Son, the key to travel
is keeping it light.

We do not wanna be waiting around for
some underpaid O'Hare baggage handler

to take our bags from the plane.

Trust your old man
when it comes to these things.

What you really want in travel
is total control,

and that is where the carryon comes in.

See, then it's just grab and go from the
time the plane connects with the jetway.

When you overpack,
all you do is kill the vibe

of the vacay right from the beginning.

Dad, you're not gonna use words
like "vacay" are you?

"Hey, hey, hey, Dad, can I borrow the
car? I wanna take Grace to the movies."

I'm afraid not, son. You see,
you don't have a driver's licence.

"Oh, yeah, I remember
I was talking all smart and stuff.

I was supposed to be packing
for Chicago."

- "Vacay" it is.
- All right.

Now that we have the ground rules set,

let's get this boys' trip on the road,
all right?

Oh, and one more thing.

Please do not be texting Grace
every five minutes, okay?

This is man time, bonding time, hm?

What about when you're in court?

That's only gonna be
for a couple of hour...

Son, come on, man. Be cool.

As fine as your mother is,
you think I'm on the phone with her

every five minutes and I got
people out here shooting at me.

You can wait for three days
to text little Miss Grace.

It's three days. You'll live.
Now, finish packing.

Your mother's taking us
to the airport in ten minutes now.

All right. What you are looking at here
is an HMP cutter out of Maui.

Lost contact 36 hours ago,

and then early this morning
shows up on our North Shore.

It was discovered
by a couple requesting an SOS.

They boarded the vessel,
discovered the whole crew dead.

Now, the last transmission reported

a commercial fishing trawler
out of Japan entering US waters.

- A little far from home.
- Right.

Now, when the trawler didn't respond
to radio contact, the cutter engaged.

We're thinking they were surprised
and overpowered

'cause they killed everybody,

suggests to me they couldn't
afford any witnesses.

- Sounds like organised crime.
- You're exactly right.

Ballistics already matched slugs pulled
from the boat to a Yakuza family.

- Michelle Shioma. Isn't she on the run?
- Apparently not.

I was able to pull satellite
surveillance from the area surrounding

the crime scene and managed
to track that suspicious trawler

to a spot five miles south
of Polihua Beach on Lanai.

This place is supposed to be abandoned.

- Only it shows activity.
- Okay. If Michelle Shioma is involved,

she could be running her
drug operation right under our noses.

Not any more.

All right, guys. I'm gonna put us down
about four klicks from the location

we saw on the satellite image
and we'll hike the rest of the way.

You know, no one can understand you
when you say stupid things like klicks.

Danny, klicks stands for kilometre.

Each one is.62 miles.

All right, teacher's pets, the both
of you, nobody likes teacher's pets.

Look at this, look at this.

The trawler is exactly
where Jerry said it would be.

- Hey, Jerry, you there?
- Roger that.

Special Consultant Ortega, aka
your eye-in-the-sky, is on the line.

All right, listen,
jungle canopy's pretty thick.

- You may lose us at some point.
- Copy that.

Keep an eye on that trawler. If it
moves, I wanna know about it, all right?

You got it.

See that? What'd I tell you?

45 minutes from O'Hare Airport
to the Hilton Hotel.

Now, if we had big luggage,

we'd still be at the airport
right now waiting on it.

And not carrying any heavy bags means
I don't have to go broke tipping people.

So that's another helpful travel hint
from your old man.

Dad, can we get some room service?
I'm starving.

Room service?
What you wanna order room service for?

Room service is for tourists.

Look, in a few minutes,
we're gonna go down to Georgie's,

have us some deep dish,
then we're gonna go over to Ferrara's,

- have a little cannoli...
- Look, Dad,

Mom made me promise not
to let you go crazy with the eats.

Boy, I hope I'm there the day
you let me do something.

I let you into this world.
Let me tell you something, I made you,

I'll make another one look just like
you. Won't nobody know you was missing.

So, remember, what happens in Chicago
stays in Chicago.

So you want me to lie to Mom?

No, ain't nobody
say nothing about lying.

Just, you know, uh,
if she doesn't ask you,

well, there's no need
to volunteer information.

Okay, if she does ask me.

Well, uh, I mean, we're gonna be here
for a couple of days.

- You... maybe you forgot.
- Yeah, she gonna buy that. I forgot.

- Mom, I forgot.

To be continued, wiseass.

- Captain Grover?
- That's my name. What can I do for you?

I'm Officer Bennett.
I've been assigned to you.

Assigned how?

My captain thought it might be
a good idea if I chaperoned you

- while you're in town.
- Dad, what's going on?

Nothing, Will, just give us a minute.

Please go back and tell your captain
that while it's sweet

and I appreciate it, I'm good.
I don't need a babysitter, okay?

Well, my captain disagrees.
He's concerned for your well-being.

Well, he needn't be.
Clay Maxwell is in jail,

and after tomorrow, he will have
exhausted all of his appeals.

I got no reason to be
looking over my shoulder.

It's not Clay my boss is worried about.

Huh.

Oh. Okay.

Well... you're probably
too young to know who Clay Maxwell is.

Well, he was my ex-partner
and he killed his wife of 20 years.

So if somebody down at the force
has a problem with me going after him,

then perhaps they shouldn't be cops.

Well, he's not in prison
for murder, though, is he?

No, he's not.

He's in prison because he stole
some money from a crime scene.

And he wasn't as good
at covering that up as he was

about covering up killing his wife.

He's there because you turned him in.

Look here, young fella.
Your youth is showing right now.

See, you're a little confused
about the code between guys like us.

That code doesn't apply to guys
who murder their wives in cold blood.

That code doesn't apply to a guy
who would send a dope dealer

and a bent FBI agent after his
ex-partner and his family to kill him.

That's right. That was a special day
out in the jungle.

We probably could've used
a tough guy like you.

Maybe you would of learned something.

See, now my wife and my kids, they have
to spend the rest of their lives

wrapping their mind around
the fact that their friend,

a man who my kids considered
to be an uncle to them,

wanted them dead because he was pissed

that he got caught
and now he's sitting in jail.

But since we're speaking frankly,
let me say this about that.

I don't give a damn what you
or any other rank-and-file cop

thinks about me

'cause they don't know me
and they damn sure didn't know Clay.

You let that sink in.

Now, me and the boy,
we're gonna go down to Georgie's,

we're gonna have some deep dish.
If you should happen to be there,

by all means, please come over to our
booth, sit down, and enjoy a slice.

And don't you open your mouth
for anything other

than shoving food into it.

Looks like someone gutted these guys
and then just left them to die.

I'm sure the birds appreciated that.

This could be Shioma's handiwork.

I sent some photos to Noelani.
Maybe she can help us out.

- Cover!

Commander, you there?

Detective Williams? Anyone?

Easy, easy, easy.

Get up.

You're trespassing.

Pretty sure this is a private island,
so, uh, that makes two of us, right?

Hold on to these ropes, all of you.

They're gonna kill us.

Shut up and keep moving!

Judging by decomp, I would
estimate they've been dead six months.

And yes, one of them looks to be female.

Huh. Six months.

That's after she disappeared, so it
definitely could've been her doing.

Whose doing?
What are you talking about?

All right. Dr Cunha, I'm about
to bring you into the circle of trust.

Which means that anything I tell you...

...cannot leave this room.

- Understood. What's up?
- All right.

Right now, Five-0 is on Lanai
hunting down a badass Yakuza boss

named Michelle Shioma.

They were closing in on her position
when we lost communication.

- Now, it could be nothing...
- Do you think something's happened?

I don't know. Maybe.

Thing is, this operation
is off the books.

No one's supposed to know they're there.

Under the circumstances, though,
maybe you should call Duke.

See, McGarrett didn't
wanna get HPD involved

'cause he thinks that Shioma
might still have someone

on the inside on her payroll.

Well, from what I can tell,
Duke is ohana first, HPD second.

That's true.

Maybe I should call Captain Grover
and get his advice.

The thing is, I don't know for sure
if something's wrong.

I mean, what if I'm just getting
worked up over nothing?

I mean, maybe Five-0 went dark
because they thought Shioma

and her people were monitoring them.

Or maybe they're
in some kind of trouble.

Exactly.

To call or not to call.
That is the question.

- Commander Steve McGarrett, Five-0.
- Yeah.

Michelle Shioma
was afraid you'd find us one day.

- Where's Shioma?
- At the end of your rope.

What happened, there was a mutiny here?

- It was time for a change.
- Ah.

This place is burned.
We can't stay here any longer.

We got to pack up, cover our tracks.

Good thing HPD knows we're here.

Oh, that's right,
they don't know we're here.

You know, it's gonna take them
a little while to strike the camp,

so that at least buys us
a little time to figure out

how we're gonna get
out of here before they do.

- Okay. Any ideas?
- Yeah, I got an idea.

You're a Navy SEAL, right,
you know how to pick a lock?

Well, I know how
to rig a C4 charge, all right?

They taught me how to be a soldier,
not Houdini.

Sweet home, Chicago.

- Yes, sir. We home, boy.

You know, back in the day, me and
the guys, Georgie's, this was our spot.

- Dad, this soda tastes funny.
- Yeah.

That's 'cause it didn't come out
of a can that's been sitting on a shelf

since the last time the Cubs
won the World Series.

You've gotten too used to drinking
those high fructose concoctions

that's filled with all kinds
of chemical preservatives to give it

that "good drink till eternity"
spoil date.

What you're drinking here, my boy...

...is hand-drawn seltzer with pure syrup,
the way the good Lord intended it.

Dad, I just got a text from Grace.
Can I just...

- Come on, Dad, please.
- Come on, man.

This is supposed to be father
and son time, all right?

Well, father, son,
and police escort time.

But no matter.
Male bonding time is in full effect.

I... but I haven't
talked to her all day.

Boy, are you familiar with the phrase,
"Absence makes the heart grow fonder"?

You and Miss Williams can stand
a little time apart, if you ask me.

Besides, it'll only
make her miss you more.

Trust me. I know about these things.

Is this another one of your travel tips?

It is not.

This is one of your dad's romance tips.

Hey, hey, turn around.

See that guy pulling up to the bar
in the dark suit?

- Yeah.
- Hey!

You recognise him?

- Uh-uh.
- That's Richie De Santo.

Richie De Santo that used
to coach your Little League teams.

- Oh, right, yeah.
- Right, yeah.

I'm gonna go down there and say
hello to him. I'll be right back.

Okay.

Stick 'em up.

Richie De Santo. I thought that was you,
man. How you doing?

- Lou.
- Yeah. Look at you in your civvies.

You got a gold star, man.
Congratulations.

- You got that promotion, huh?
- Yeah.

Good for you, man.
How's Katie and the kids?

You know this place still delivers,
right?

Yeah.

Yeah. I thought
I'd come down to Georgie's, though,

to see if I can run
into some old friends.

You don't have any old friends
in Chicago, Lou. Not any more.

Like I was saying, if the Hawks
bow out in the first round again,

it could be time to retool.

Yeah, but the real problem's...

Grab your coat. We're leaving.

- We didn't even get the pizza yet.
- Will, we're leaving.

If you still want pizza,
they tell me the place delivers.

- Let's go.
- Okay.

Guys, looks like
they're almost finished.

If we're gonna make a move,
we need to make it now.

Hey!

Yeah, you, come here.
I need to talk to you.

Come here for a second,
would you, please?

- What are you doing?
- Ordering room service.

- What do you think? I got an idea.
- I'd like to hear it.

Hey, hey, listen,
I need to talk to Matsu.

- That's not gonna happen.
- No, trust me, I got something.

He's gonna wanna hear this.

So you're looking to buy your freedom,
is that it?

How much money are we talking about?

20 million. At least.

You expect me to believe Michelle Shioma
left that kind of money on Oahu?

Listen, your boss left in a hurry.

Maybe she figured she
was gonna go back for it someday.

- 20 million?
- That's right.

I take you to the money, once you take
possession of it, you release my team.

He's lying.

You look like you've seen a ghost,
Commander.

Although, under the circumstances,
I guess you have.

We need to leave.

- I wish you didn't do that.
- Take him back to his cell.

Get up!

Go.

Are you okay, Steve? Come on.

Yeah, yeah.

All right.

- Michelle Shioma is alive.
- What?

Yeah, we were just having
a little catch up.

- They said she was dead.
- She wanted us to believe that.

Okay, great news. Shioma's alive.

I don't suppose you got us invited
to the Welcome Home party, huh?

No, but I did one better.

- I got this.
- Oh, that's why you went out there.

To get a bullet. Great.

Now maybe you can go back out there
and get your ass kicked again

and get a gun to put the bullet in.
How about that?

I'm gonna use the gunpowder
inside of this to blow the lock.

- Is that gonna work?
- I hope so.

All right, Will.

I'm gonna be gone most of the day
so you get hungry,

you pick up the phone, you call room
service, order whatever you want, okay?

Mm-hm, got it.

You scared?

Scared? Scared for what?

You know how many times
I've been in court testifying?

There's nothing to be scared of.
It's gonna be a cakewalk.

Really? 'Cause you
didn't sleep all night.

- And how do you know that?
- You didn't snore.

Yeah, that's your mother talking.

I don't know, though. Maybe there's
some good cop deductive reasoning.

Perhaps you have the gene. Yeah.

Well, take that gene and that tool
and stick it back on your tool belt

'cause you won't be needing it
where you're going,

- which is the operating room.
- Dad, I'm gonna be a chef.

Yeah. Yeah, that'll pass.

So, um... what happened last night
with those cops?

Son, why are you such a young person

and worried about every little thing
like an old person?

You can't be worried about every
little thing. That was nothing, okay?

Do you still think you made
the right decision?

I mean, that was your friend.

That was your friend, you know,
that was Uncle Clay.

Yeah. Your Uncle Clay
sent some people to kill us, too.

- You remember that?
- Yeah.

Son, I've made plenty of mistakes.

I'm not ashamed of them, I don't deny
them. I made a lot of mistakes.

I'm just like anybody else.

However, putting Clay Maxwell
where he is now was not one of them.

Okay?

Son, let me explain something to you.

The time is coming in your life

where you're gonna have to make
a lot of important decisions.

Decisions that are gonna
make you unpopular sometimes.

Decisions that are gonna
make people not like you.

Decisions that are not
gonna make you feel good.

As a matter of fact,
a lot of those decisions

are gonna make you...
sick to your stomach.

But you got to make them anyway,
you know why?

Because if you don't, you'll never
be able to live with yourself.

- You understand?
- Yes, sir.

You're a good boy.

- Yeah! I love you.
- Love you, too.

Hey, don't go crazy
on this room service, all right?

This ain't Home Alone
and you ain't Macaulay Culkin.

- Yes, sir.
- All right.

Well, good morning, Officer Bennett.

- Captain. You ready to go?
- Yes, sir.

But you're not coming.

- Excuse me?
- You heard me. My voice carries.

I'm going to down to the courthouse.
You're gonna stay here.

- Look, I got my orders.
- I don't give a damn about your orders.

I'll be fine.

But that's my boy here
in this room, okay?

Now, he and the rest of my family
have already been put in harm's way

once before behind this same thing.

He's been through a living hell.
You know where he had his bar mitzvah?

In the jungle getting chased and shot
at, thinking his old man was gonna die.

Now, he didn't deserve that.

Nobody deserves that, least of all him.

He's 15.

After that whole ordeal, I'm thinking
this whole thing with Clay Maxwell,

it's over now, but it's become clear
to me that it might never be over.

So get this, and get it straight.

If anything, and I mean anything,
happens to my boy

because somebody's got a problem
with something that I did,

I will come back to this city
and I will rain down holy hell

on the Chicago Police Department
the likes of which they've never seen.

The first person I'm coming after
is you,

because you're gonna
stand in front of this door

and you're gonna look after my boy.

And when I come back...

When I come back,

you and me,
we're not gonna see each other any more.

You understand?

Listen, kid.

Thank you.

Got your message.

- Everything all right?
- Uh, no.

Okay, look,
Five-0 went to Lanai yesterday,

chasing a lead on Michelle Shioma,
and I haven't heard from them since.

They could have gone dark
for security reasons.

I don't know.
These satellite images show activity

in a supposedly abandoned area
five miles south of Polihua Beach.

I believe those figures to be Yakuza.

And it looks like they're
getting ready to roll out.

Look, McGarrett said not to tell anyone
what they were up to, but I don't care.

I don't care if I get fired over this.

Something's happened,
Five-0's in trouble. I just know it.

Then we better get over there.

Yeah, the thing is,

McGarrett believes that the Yakuza
may still have moles inside HPD.

Not the guys I go to.

You sure you can trust them?

I trust them with my life.

Let's go get our friends.

All right, guys, get in back.
Hug the cage.

We're under fire!

I repeat, we're taking fire.

- Raise anchor.
- I'm not leaving my men behind.

We're leaving.

- I'm out.
- Me, too.

Flank them now! Flank them now!

Steve, we gotta fall back!

- I'm out, too.
- Welcome to the club.

We can fall back,
but are we gonna outrun their bullets?

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!

- Nobody move.

Ah!

Drop your weapon.
Get on your knees.

- Put your weapons down!
- Everybody move in! Let's go!

- Freeze!
- Hands on your head.

Get down on the ground.

There they are. Jerry, we got them.

Yes!

- Duke, you there?
- Go ahead, Steve.

Mahalo, buddy. We owe you big time.

Really, uh, you wanna thank, uh,
Jerry for this.

Jerry, you on the line?

Uh... this is Special Consultant Ortega.
Over.

I don't know what to say, Jerry.

I mean, you, uh,
you disobeyed a direct command.

Yeah, I know, but so did a man
named James Tiberius Kirk

in a little movie called
Star Trek III: The Search for Spock.

And like him,
I'm prepared to accept the consequences.

But right now,
you guys got a trawler to catch.

Don't worry about that.
My guys are already in pursuit.

You know something? I think your men
were wrong about you, Michelle.

I think you're much smarter
than your father.

Absolutely. I agree.

I mean, sticking around instead
of taking off somewhere else to hide,

- that was very smooth.
- But she wasn't just hiding.

She was operating under our noses
for almost a year.

Anyway, look, there's something
I came in here to tell you.

I think it's important.
I know for a fact that you're...

you're planning on going
to the US District Attorney's Office.

Cut a deal, give them some information
about other clans,

get a lighter sentence, whatever it is.

You need to know that I'm gonna
do everything in my power

to stop that happening.
There's not gonna be any deals, okay?

You came after us
and you came after our families.

And for that, you get to die in prison.

Maybe. Maybe not.

Most of the people
I threaten in this room,

they back down at least a little bit,
but not you, huh?

Must be a gene you Shiomas have.

Luckily, it skipped a generation.

With your daughters, I mean.

Oh, you didn't think we'd
find your daughters?

And the family that you hid them with
is very eager to cooperate with us

as long as the girls are left out of it.

Maybe you are planning
on cutting a deal.

You may even be thinking
about breaking out.

But I think that for the sake
of your daughters

and the fact that maybe
they get to grow up

outside of a government institution...

you're not gonna do that.

- Good to see you.

Go ahead. Pick it up.

It's mine?

Does McGarrett know?

- Does McGarrett know?
- About what?

Oh, yeah, yeah. Yeah, I know about it.

You saved our lives, Jerry.

It's been a long time coming,
you deserve it.

Here, let me help you,
let me help you.

You earned it, Jer.

- Mahalo.
- All right, buddy.

Whoo-hoo! Way to go, Jerry.

Sorry, but we're not open yet.

Hey, Georgie.

Oh. Lou.

Heard you were in town
for a court appearance.

Yeah.

You probably shouldn't be here.
You know how the boys feel.

Right.

Hey, Georgie, can you give me a minute?
Please.

And I'm throwing in just probably
two tablespoons or so of that diced...

- Hey.
- Hey.

How'd it go?

You know, it was fine.

I need to, um...

I'll be out in a couple minutes.

- Okay.

You okay, Dad?

I'm fine, son. I'm fine.
I'm just in the bathroom.

I'll be out in a minute.

I ordered some extra room service.

I got you some cannolis,
and what happens in Chicago, right?

That's right.

I'm really proud of you, Dad.

I mean that.

Come here, son.

I love you, kiddo.

Love you, too.