04x02 - A'ale Ma'a Wau (Fish Out of Water)

[bunniefuu]

Previously on Hawaii Five-O...

Kono...

(g*nsh*t)

(sobbing softly)

You need to leave. Now.

Adam... the guys who work for your brother are gonna want payback.

I'm going with you.

Follow your heart.

Adam: I'll take good care of her.

Chin: I know you will.

♪

(footsteps approaching)

Hey.

Found a stream.

It's packed with trout.

It's a good thing, too, 'cause we're gonna be here a while.

I didn't know you fish.

Yeah, in the...

"man versus nature" category of activities, I'd say fishing ranks as my top two or three.

Oh.

You're lucky.

My father never let us fish.

He said it was for peasants.

Huh. Well, then I'm just gonna have to teach you.

Till then...

I catch 'em, you clean 'em.

Deal.

But you're doing the dishes.

(laughs)

Nice try.

Let me get cleaned up.

All right.

(phone ringing)

Hello?

Chin: Kono, it's Chin.

Listen to me very carefully.

There's been a security breach.

Your location has been compromised.

By who?

The NLM.

We believe they sold your location to the Yakuza.

You and Adam need to get out of there right now.

Chin...

Just do it, Kono! Go!

(line clicks)

Who was that?

We need to leave. Now.

What?

Don't pack, don't take anything, let's just go.

(clattering outside)

What's going on?

(grunting)

(panting)

You all right?

Yeah. You?

Yeah. Let's go.

(engine starts)

Where are we going?

Hell if I know.

(Hawaii Five-O theme song plays)

♪ Hawaii Five-O 4x02 ♪
A'ale Ma'a Wau (Fish Out of Water)

Original Air Date on October 4, 2013

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Michael Maki?

Welcome to Oahu, Mr. Smith.

Let me help you with that.

Good flight?

Not bad.

You here for business or pleasure?

Little of both.

Well, let's get you to your hotel, so you can kick off those boots and hit the beach.

Car's right over here.

Dispatch said you asked for me by name.

Have I met you before?

I don't think I have...

'cause I would remember a guy like you.

(gasping)

Kamekona: Play ball!

Strike!

(crowd cheering)

Aw, come on.

♪

Announcer: Batting ninth for the Honolulu Shrimps, number seven, Grace Williams.

Okay, baby, come on. Only the good ones. Let's go.

Okay, let's go, let's go!

Danny: What do you say, number seven?

What do you say, baby? Come on!

Come on, Grace!

Batter up there, baby. Come on.

Catherine: Here we go, Sam.

Straight down the middle.

Here we go.

Strike!

Good cut, baby, good cut. Hey, Grace.

Look at me.

Hands up, elbow up, sit down on that back foot, okay?

Sit down a little bit, all right?

Steve: No, no, no.

Grace, Grace, listen to me.

Bring your hands up a couple of inches, drop your elbow, okay?

Chin: All right, here we go, Grace!

(crowd cheering)

Strike two!

Nice!

You, come here, please.

Time-out, please.

(groans)

Grace.

Okay, listen.

Um, we, uh, we love Uncle Steve very much, right?

Okay, good.

But he doesn't know anything about baseball.

So I want you to stop listening to him, and I want you to listen to me only.

You understand?

You gonna keep talking or we gonna play some ball?

All right, baby, come on.

Let's go. Swing away.

Come on. Let's go.

Swing away.

Catherine: Throw the heat, Sam.

She can't hit what she can't see.

Strike three!

There we go.

You're out!

Come on.

Yes!

Sorry, sistah.

Steve: Hey, what are you talking about?!

In where... Hey.

How was that a strike?

In what world was that a strike?

Sorry, I call 'em like I see 'em, brah.

Steve: Oh, yeah?

Okay, good.

How about this?

How about that?

(gasps)

You see that?

That's me kicking dirt on your shoe.

Do you see that?

All right, guys, remember we were talking about sportsmanship?

This right here, that's not it.

Huh? How about that?

You... out of here!

Danny: Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Okay.

Hold on, hold on, hold on.

Excuse me, excuse me.

Um, Kame... whoa, whoa, whoa.

Look.

I saw it, okay?

This is peeweeeball; you can't eject somebody.

You... out of here, too!

Two of you, out of here!

(phone ringing)

Hey, Coach, your phone's ringing.

Thanks, Johnny.

McGarrett.

(camera clicking)

C.O.D. appears to be two close-contact g*nsh*t wounds to the back of the head.

Danny: We get an I.D.?

Uh, he doesn't appear to have any identification on him.

We know how long he was in the water?

Well, based on the condition of his skin, I say no more than a few hours.

Okay, my guess: he was dumped from a boat, weighted down with something heavy until the rope slipped off.

Look at these linear abrasions on his wrists.

They suggest that the victim was tied up and unable to defend himself while he sustained these facial injuries. and b*at him before they k*lled him.

Max, let's get the prints to the lab.

See if we can work out who this guy is and why it went down the way it did.

Commander.

Yeah?

Oh.

Okay, thanks.

You good?

Ready?

Let's go.

What are you looking at? What?

What do you mean, "What?"

You don't think I saw that little handoff between you and Max?

What is it?

Read it.

I'm gonna read it.

You, uh... you had Max run your DNA against Wo Fat?

(clears throat)

That's right.

Why on earth would you do something like that?

Why... I would do something like that, because I suspected that we might be half brothers.

You and Wo Fat?

(sighs)

It's the only explanation I could come up with, okay?

Wo Fat-- he's a sociopath, he's a t*rror1st, he had my father k*lled, yet my mother is protecting him.

She's been protecting him the whole time.

Why would she do that?

I can't figure it out.

But, uh, just so I'm clear, you-you say he's a psychopath, he's-he's a sociopath, so you just automatically assume you two are brothers.

Makes sense to me.

I got nothing else. I...

Give me something else.

Well, this clearly states that he is not your brother.

So maybe your mother's just trying to protect you.

From what?

Well, uh, the way I see it, this thing between you and Wo Fat, it ends two... two ways.

One of which, you are dead.

Uh, so maybe your mother, by visiting him in prison, she's trying to make peace.

Maybe end the blood feud before someone else gets hurt.

No.

No.

Not my mother.

Come on, you know Doris.

She's up to something.

She's up to something.

I just wish to hell I knew what it was.

(starter whirring)

(sighs)

Okay, try it now.

(starter whirring)

Come on.

(engine starts)

Yeah!

Whoo!

All right.

Okay.

Is there anything you can't do?

Cook and clean.

All right, we're in trouble then, 'cause that makes two of us.

(laughs)

Oh, no.

All right, let's get out of here.

You got a little, uh... something.

(laughs)

Okay, so where to?

(sighs)

Hangchow.

About a hundred miles.

You think we'll be safer in the city?

I don't know.

But it's got the closest airport.

So we're getting out of China?

We're not.

You are.

(sighs)

Kono... you saw what happened back there.

My brother's army will keep coming after us until we're dead.

So we fight them off like we did back...

No, Kono.

There's no way to win this.

I'm not leaving you.

I didn't come this far to walk away...

You're not listening to me.

You stay with me, we're both dead.

It's just a matter of time.

They'll find us sooner than later.

So we find them first.

What are you saying?

We hit them before they hit us.

Hard.

So they don't get up.

I never liked playing defense.

You're crazy, you know that?

Steve: Whoa!

Danny: Wow.

Look at this-- reunited.

How's it feel, baby?

It feel good?

Yeah, I.T. just installed her.

64-bit core processor.

Next gen ultra HD adjustable display.

Floatware, voice command.

Wow.

That's great-- you two should get a room.

(laughs) You guys don't want to give her a spin?

No.

Look, hey, if, uh, it doesn't heat up a pizza, I got no use for it.

(laughs)

Chin, did we get the I.D. on the vic from the lab?

Yeah, actually it just came in.

Guy's name is Michael Maki.

As you can see, he's got a rap sheet.

Mostly drug offenses.

Parole puts him as a driver for Pacific lsles Limousine.

I reached out to the manager there, who told me that Maki confirmed an airport pick-up a few hours ago.

Now, the client gave his name as John Smith.

And he requested Maki to be his driver by name.

Why would he do that?

That's a very good question considering the limo company says that Smith is a first-time customer.

Now, Maki never checked in, so the manager says that he tried to locate him using the limo's GPS, but it was disabled once they left the airport.

Okay, well, uh, John Smith.

We know our suspect is very creative.

Yeah, but he gets the job done.

I mean, two sh*ts to the back of the head, close range, on a parolee with a history of drug trafficking.

Body dump to cover up the crime.

I mean, this looks like a hit to me.

Yeah, I'll pull the surveillance footage from the airport, both inside and out, along with the flight manifests for arrivals around the time of Maki's pick up.

Let's see if we can't find this Mr. Smith.

(door opens)

Excuse me, gentlemen.

Billy Harrington.

What are you doing here, man?

How you doing?

It's been a long time.

Yeah, man, last time I saw you you were reassigned to some classified op?

Yeah, it was a hot extraction out of North Korea.

Right, that...

I'm sorry about that.

No, no problem, don't worry about it.

Look, I'm-I'm sorry that I, uh, dropped by like this, but I just needed to talk to you and thought it was better if I did it in person.

Yeah, of course.

Come on in.

What can I do for you, man?

Well, I don't know if you heard, but I cut away from the navy.

Congratulations.

What are you doing for work?

Uh, actually that's why I'm here.

Um...

I'm starting a private security firm.

All right.

And I wanted you to hear it from me first that I offered Catherine a job running my intel department.

Sounds like a great opportunity if she was ready to leave the navy.

She didn't tell you, did she?

Uh, no, she didn't.

Me and my big mouth.

Did she take the job?

Actually no, she turned it down.

She say why?

No, but if I had to read between the lines, I think that she's worried that working with me might affect her relationship with you.

Come on, man, look.

I know you guys had a thing...

Then you know it's over.

And you know me, we served together, I would never do anything to get between the two of you.

Come on, Steve.

The only reason I'm here is because Catherine is hands down the best person for the job.

I know that, look.

She'd be an incredible asset to any team.

Let me talk to her.

Billy: All right.

Hey.

Hey.

Come check this out.

Are we good?

We're good.

Thank you.

I'll walk you out.

Chin: So, this is footage from the arrivals terminal.

Check out the cowboy.

Now we lose him for a minute here.

Then we pick him up outside.

Here.

Steve: Chin, freeze that.

Run facial rec.

Our k*ller's a cop.

Chin: This happened in '92.

Ray Harper was a rookie cashing his first paycheck as a ranger.

Steve: Hell of a way to start to a career.

Oh, it gets better.

Harper ended up becoming one of the most decorated officers in the history of the Ranger Division.

Okay, tell me this.

Why would a hero travel all the way to Hawaii just to m*rder a limo driver?

Maybe our victim is part of a case that Harper was working.

I thought that, too, but then I spoke to his commander.

Harper was injured in a sh**t-out a little while ago.

He was riding a desk for six months.

He's supposed to be on vacation.

Nothing says R and R like whacking somebody out, right?

Chin: Yeah, flagged him with Homeland Security.

Neither Harper nor his alias has shown up in any passenger manifests leaving the island.

Okay, uh, Harper comes here to k*ll Maki.

He's already done that.

What's he still doing here?

Maybe he's not finished.

(yells)

(grunting)

Now is that any way to welcome a man into your home?

Who are you?

What do you want?

I'm just, uh, looking for a guy and a girl.

I'm told you know where I can find them.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Yeah, you do.

Michael Maki says you do.

Who?

Okay.

You want to play that game?

What the hell do you want, man?

I prefer chunky, but this'll do.

Everything all right?

Yeah, everything's fine.

I heard Billy stopped by.

Billy did stop by.

About that...

Yeah, listen.

The only reason I didn't say anything to you about leaving the navy was because I wasn't sure.

And-and that was a decision that I had to make on my own.

On your own or with Billy?

Okay, no, listen.

My C.O. told him that I was thinking about resigning my commission.

I haven't even submitted my letter yet.

So you're actually serious about this.

I've spent half my life in the navy, Steve.

It's like I need to start thinking about what's next.

All right, so why would you, uh, why would you turn down the job with Billy?

Not right for me.

Catherine, it's tailor-made for you-- recon and surveillance, risk assessment, protection services?

Please.

Why would you say no?

Because I'm really happy right now.

I mean, things are good between us.

And I don't want a job-- even if it's the perfect job-- to get in the way of that.

(door opens)

Steve?

HPD just found Maki's limo parked outside a house in Waipahu.

Excuse me.

Okay, tell HPD to secure the perimeter.

No exits, no entries.

We're on the way.

All right.

I'm sorry.

I'm gonna miss seeing you in those cammies.

I got to go.

Yeah.

(wolf whistles)

Look at this.

Look what arrived.

Beautiful, huh?

Looks nice.

What are you doing?

Let's go.

(engine starts)

(engine revving)

That sounds good.

You're not gonna let me drive my new car?

(engine revving)

You're a real jerk, you know that?

(tires screech)

You're grinding the thing.

I'm not grinding the thing.

Would you please...?

What are you talking about?

This thing is an animal.

Let me tell you about...

Zero to 60 in under five.

Under five, okay?

Mm-hmm.

Corners like it's stuck to the road.

It's a dream. I love this car.

Are you enjoying yourself?

I am. I am.

Good.

Are you enjoying yourself as much as you enjoyed having that conversation with your girlfriend's ex-boyfriend?

What are you talking about?

Billy's...

Billy's opening a private security firm, okay?

He heard Catherine was leaving the navy.

He wants to offer her a job.

Came to me out of respect to make sure it was okay.

Aha!

Okay, well, uh, I'm gonna just take a s*ab here.

Did he tell you that, uh, offering her the job has nothing to do with their past relationship, all due respect to you, and that she-she's the only person for the position?

Yes, that's actually exactly what he said.

Ha, that's funny.

Did he also say that you should convince her to take the job?

Which, by the way is a terrible idea.

Wait-wait, stop, stop.

Okay.

Billy's a solid guy.

"Guy" being the operative word here.

The guy who is gonna be working long, hard hours with your beautiful, intelligent, sexy, attractive girlfriend.

Danny, Billy and I served together.

We saw action together.

He's all about integrity and character.

That is exactly why it is a terrible idea.

That doesn't make any sense.

You see, that is why you will never see it coming, pal.

You are complacent, okay?

You need to fortify your position.

At all times, at all times, you need to protect your queen like, uh, chess.

No, not like in chess, Danny.

In chess, the queen is a fighting piece, and you use her to protect the king.

What are you talking about?

Okay, okay.

It was a metaphor.

It was a metaphor for you losing the best thing that ever happened to you.

There's nothing to worry about.

Catherine, she turned the job down.

Good. Her decision?

Yeah, I told her to take the job.

Very good.

Her decision.

Makes you look like the confident, understanding, boyfriend.

Everything is good.

All right.

She's gonna need a job, Danny.

We'll get her a job!

You know, there's got to be a testosterone-free workplace somewhere on this island.

I mean, we'll get her a job at a convent, nice women's charity, sell donuts, I don't know.

Something.

The point is, it is good that she did not take that job, trust me.

Trust me. As a friend, I know these things.

Duke.

No one's been in or out since we got here.

That's Maki's limo.

Steve: We know who owns this place?

It's a rental.

Name on the lease is Tom Akuna.

He has priors for dr*gs and as*ault with a firearm.

No known association with our suspect Harper.

Okay, let's go.

Danny: Clear.

I'm clear.

Clear.

I got fresh blood.

All right, well, if Harper k*lled Akuna, then where is the body?

I got at least 75K here.

Ah, so he was obviously after the money.

All right, Harper left the limo here, which means he's gotta be driving Akuna's car, right?

Chin, find out what that is, get an APB out.

We find that car, we find our k*ller.

(groans)

You're dead!

You hear me?

You son of a bitch!

You're a dead man!

You don't know who you're dealing with.

You were born here, right?

What's it to you?

I was making small talk.

It took me ten hours and two planes to get here.

Not a whole hell of a t lo do sitting in a tin can at 30,000 feet.

Of course, there's movies, but for my money, they haven't made a good one since Godfather.

Godfather?

Arguably, Part II was a better movie, but that's just a matter of taste.

What the hell are you doing?!

You ever read those in-flight magazines, Tom?

You know, the ones they stick behind the seat with the vomit bags?

Most people don't pay much mind.

They're too busy listening to music or watching the aforementioned crap that passes for entertainment.

Me? Call me old-fashioned, but I'm a reader.

I'll read anything you put in front of me.

And those in-flight magazines, they're good reading.

For instance, there was this one story about the rat population on this island.

Seems that those nasty little rodents just ruined the sugarcane crop.

Then about a hundred years ago some genius decided to import lndian mongoose from Jamaica to exterminate those rats.

Now, on the surface, that seemed like a hell of a good plan, 'cause the mongoose is a natural predator of the rat, but what our well-intentioned friend didn't understand was that this particular species of rat is nocturnal.

Which means they're active at night.

Whereas the mongoose is diurnal.

Yeah, yeah, I had to look that one up, too.

It means they're a daytime creature.

So, as you can imagine, those rats to this very day are running around these fields all night long.

And you know what they like even more than sugarcane?

I'll give you one guess.

Hey, you can't do this to me.

You hear me?!

Seems to me it's already done.

If you don't mind, I'm gonna hit the road.

When it comes to rats, I'm a little squeamish.

Hey, you can't do this to me! You hear me?!

Okay, all right.

Those two you're looking for, I know where they are.

(door scanner beeps)

(panting)

Where is she?!

(gasps)

Start talking, or so help me God, I'll put a b*llet in your face.

Hey! Five-O!

Drop the g*n.

Drop the g*n right now.

Come back later.

Danny: It's over, Ray.

Put down the g*n. Come on.

I'm about to question this young man on a very pressing matter.

I'm not gonna let you stop me from doing that.

I'm about to sh**t you in the back of the head if you don't put that g*n down, Ray.

I'm guessing you gentlemen are packing nines, which means you have plenty of firepower.

The question is, how fast are you on the trigger?

Me, I got a simple six-sh*t Colt, but I'm quick and I'm one hell of a sh*t.

Chances are, we tangle, one of you is going down.

I wouldn't bet on that.

Put the g*n down.

You're making a big mistake.

Uh, huh.

You know, Michael Maki's body washing up on that beach like that?

That was shoddy work, Ray.

It was very disappointing for a man who is supposed to know how to cover his tracks.

I mean, you disabled the GPS in the limo, but you missed the tracking system on Akuna's car.

What's the matter with you, Ray?

You might as well have sent us an invite to the kid's hotel room.

Tell me, were you gonna k*ll that kid like you k*lled Maki?

I didn't k*ll Maki.

And I suppose you didn't k*ll Akuna either.

That's right.

Then why don't you tell me where he is then?

Danny: All right, Carl, maybe, uh, maybe you could help me out with something.

I got, uh, I got seven unsolved robberies the last 24 hours, all over town.

Our suspect is a white male, black ski mask, uh, silver g*n.

Total take, about six grand in small bills.

What, uh, what can you tell me?

Okay, explain something to me.

Why is it that a kid with no record till today would travel 4,000 miles to Oahu to, uh... commit a bunch of silly-ass stickups?

What, they don't have convenience stores in San Antonio?

It's-it's not what you think.

Okay, well, then enlighten me, please.

And start by telling me how you know Ray Harper, and why would he put a g*n in your face?

No?

Who's that?

Hmm? Nobody?

Who is it?

See, I'm gonna, I'm gonna go out on a limb here and say that you-you care a lot about this girl, okay, 'cause the smile on your face right here is a lot different than the look you got on your face right now.

I know something is going on, and know that it's a lot bigger than these goofy little stickups, okay?

So tell me what it is, and I will help you, I promise.

(door buzzer sounds)

Okay, so my guy's not saying anything, but he's got a friend.

I'm thinking we can get to her, we could maybe get some answers.

Who is she?

Who is she, Ray?

It's the same girl, Ray.

Who is she?

Is this your daughter?

Is she your daughter?

Her name is Amanda, and she's not just my daughter.

She's my life.

Okay, well, do Amanda a favor and trust us on this, okay?

You need to tell us.

Where is she?

Is she in trouble?

I don't know.

Couldn't find her.

That kid you stopped me from questioning knows where she is.

Carl, you have five seconds, okay?

Five seconds to tell me where Amanda is or I'm gonna let her father come in here and ask you himself, and I promise you, he's not gonna be as polite as me, okay?

Look, I-I-I don't know where she is. I swear.

This whole thing just got way out of hand.

What whole thing?

(sighs)

I got involved with some guys that I went to school with back in San Antonio.

They offered me two grand, a limo and a couple plane tickets.

All I had to do was take a bag of cash out to some of their friends in North Shore.

And they told me to bring a girl because it would be less suspicious.

Amanda, she didn't know anything about any of this.

Okay, how much cash?

$75,000.

Did you make the delivery?

No, no.

We got robbed on the way.

Some guy in a ski mask jacked us at a stoplight.

Okay, well, either they are the luckiest thieves on planet Earth or you were set up.

That kid wasn't even on my radar.

Amanda doesn't talk to me about boys.

What about Amanda's mother?

She took off when Amanda was three.

I've been raising her on my own ever since.

About two weeks ago, Amanda started begging me to let her go on a trip to Hawaii with a girlfriend's family.

She's a good kid, she's never been in trouble.

I had no reason not to trust her.

I told her to call me when she got settled.

(clears throat)

She never did.

She wouldn't go 24 hours without calling me.

It's just not the way she was raised.

I tried her phone, but every time I called, it went straight to voice mail, so I did some digging.

Found out she didn't go with her girlfriend, she went with this Jacobson kid.

And I followed his trail.

Okay, so that's how you found Michael Maki.

With a little Texas charm, he told me he picked the kids up.

They were supposed to drop off a bag of money when they got robbed.

Then he drove 'em to this middleman Akuna's house to figure out what to do.

Well, so who k*lled Maki?

I don't know.

When I left him, he was hurting, but very much alive.

Well, what about Akuna?

I cut him loose ce he pointed me towards Jacobson.

This guy Akuna sent me to... to meet his boss.

He told me if I told his boss everything, he sh-should understand.

Let me guess: he didn't understand.

No.

Steve: Why would you not come to us in the beginning, Ray?

No offense, but I don't know you.

Which means I don't trust you.

When I looked into this, I realized Amanda could be in some trouble with some real players.

I wouldn't put her life in your hands or anyone else's.

(door buzzer sounds)

Ballistics came back on the b*ll*ts Max pulled from Maki's skull.

They're not a match to Ray's Colt.

All right, so Ray's telling the truth.

Okay, uh, the kid messed up.

The guys that he was supposed to deliver the money to, they have Amanda.

If they don't get the money in 48 hours, they are going to k*ll her.

What are you doing?

Let's go find your daughter.

(shower running)

Steve: Hey!

Don't move.

Don't move!

Turn the water off.

You set those kids up.

Maki told you about the money drop, you two figured it'd be an easy score.

Who k*lled Maki?

The guys that we work for.

That's a smart move, ripping off your bosses.

Right, they know it was an inside job.

They don't know we took their cash.

Maki's dead because they found out he talked to a cop.

Which makes you their next victim.

Oh...

You guys have to take me with you, yeah?

You want my protection?

Why don't you tell me where Amanda is?

She's not with Carl.

Where is she?

I'm not gonna ask you again.

Steve: So according to Akuna, Amanda's probably being held in one of the upstairs bedrooms in this house.

Danny: Okay, look.

It's really simple.

You're gonna go in there-- look at me-- give 'em the money, get Amanda back, get the hell out of there.

Make sense?

I'm gonna need a "yes" or "no""

Uh, I think so.

That'll do.

All right, Carl.

It's go time, buddy.

Saddle up.

"Saddle up"? Really?

Thought it was appropriate.

Chin: Relax, Carl. You can do this.

Okay?

Everything's going to be fine.

I don't want any trouble.

I'm just here for Amanda.

I... I have the money.

It's all right here.

Whoa. Hey, wait!

Wait... wait, hey, what are you doing?

Hey, you-you said if I... if I brought you the money...

I have all the money, it's right here.

Now, where's... where's Amanda?

Change of plans.

Carl: What... what do you mean, change of plans?

Where's Amanda?

I got a better deal.

I sold her.

Whoa. (grunts)

Hey! No, no, please!

I did what you asked!

(g*nf*re)

(grunts)

(pained yell)

(g*n hammer clicks)

Where's my daughter?

Man: Come on, let's go.

Let's go!

Come on, come on. let's go.

Come on, man, let's go!

(grunting, choking)

Hey, stupid.

(whistles)

(grunts)

(men talking indistinctly in distance)

♪

Amanda?

Amanda: Daddy!

Amanda!

Hold on, baby!

Daddy!

(sobs)

Amanda.

(sobbing): Daddy, Daddy.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

(sobbing)

It's okay, baby.

It's okay.

♪

(whooping) Come on, Brats, let's go.

We got the lead, let's hold 'em!

(chattering, clapping)

Shrimps: Whoa...

Danno, what do you want me to do?

I want you to go have fun.

Do whatever feels right, all right?

Okay.

Keep your eye on the ball and have fun.

Listen to your dad, all right?

Okay.

All right, come on.

(whooping, chattering)

All right, Shrimps, let's go!

Come on, number seven, what do you say? What do you say?

(cheering) What do you say?

Go, number seven.

Have fun up there, let's go.

Have fun, Grace.

Strike!

Little outside, monkey.

Good swing, a little outside.

Let's go, keep your eye on the ball.

Shrimp dogs!

It's all right, hang in there.

Steve: Here we go, Grace!

(cheering)

Danny: Come on!

All right, wait for the pitch now, wait for the pitch, you got this.

Take the job.

Steve, I'm not...

No, no, listen to me, Catherine.

Hey.

We're good.

Nothing's gonna change that.

Kamekona: Strike two!

Good job, monkey.

Good swing.

Just have fun up there, babe, okay?

It's all right, shake it off, have fun.

Take the job.

(giggling)

(crowd whooping)

(whooping)

Time out! Time out!

There's no kissing in baseball, Steve.

Sorry!

What do you mean, time out?

Love.

Let's play ball!

(crowd cheering)

Danny: All right, all right, here we go, Grace.

Come on, monkey, be a batter up there, be a batter up there.

Chin: Wait for the pitch, now, wait for the pitch, you got this.

Roll with the pitch.

All right.

That's right, that's right.

Let's go, go on, Gracie.

Oh!

(cheering)

Danny: Now, monkey, run! Go, go, go!

Hey!

(cheering)

Danny: Go, monkey, run!

Go, go, go!

Gracie!

Danny: Yeah!