06x05 - Ka 'Alapahi Nui (Big Lie)

[bunniefuu]

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 that if you were wearing 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.

Who 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 manage to finish the race, you can feel good about raising money for the Widows and Orphans Fund, okay?

Well, next time I'll write a check, how's that?

(whistle blows)

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

Let me ask you a question.

Why are you in the car?

I just had bone marrow taken out of my body.

How'd you get out of this?

Where's your empathy, brother?

I got arthritic knees.

Besides, I got a note from my doctor.

Yeah, how much you pay for that note?

Grover: Not a penny.

But he did agree to join my coaching staff. Matter of fact, there he is, right there.

Yes, when, uh, Captain Grover told me that 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.

Okay, well, you have your work cut out with this one.

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

Grover: Doctor.

(whistle blows)

Whoa. Wai... Hey, hey. Jeez!

Chin: That's cold! Okay, stop, Max.

Kono: Ah! Max, cold, cold, cold!

Steve: Max! Enough, enough!

Grover: Okay, folks. Now that we've all been sufficiently saturated, welcome to training camp.

Tough Mudder is a 12-mile gauntlet of punishing obstacles designed to test both your physical and mental strength.

♪ ♪

We got the King of the Swingers, got the Funky Monkey, got the Arctic Enema, and, of course, my personal favorite--

Electroshock Therapy.

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

(laughs)

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 BUDs 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.

Up, up, up, up.

Wait a minute, now.

Tough Mudder is a team sport.

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

So, Williams, you're up first.

Why? I don't want to do it.

He just said he'll do it. So why are you telling me to do it?

Oh, come on, a little mud's not gonna k*ll you, Danny.

Yeah, you got this, Danny.

No, I don't got it.

I don't want to do 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! Whoa! Go! (cackling)

Come on, Williams, get that belly down! Danny, get your face down.

Now it's raining!

Come on, Danny, get your face down.

It's raining now.

That's terrible.

(all laughing)

Just tell the truth and everything'll work out.

You'll see.

I love you, Daddy.

They're ready for us now.

Yeah.

(motorcycle revs)

Woman: We are on the record on October 13, 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 are about to give will be the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth?

I do.

(shrieks)

Hey!

What the hell?

(alarm ringing)

What's that?

What's going on?

(elevator dings)

Somebody call security.

(motorcycle revs)

What the hell?

(g*nf*re continues)

Woman: Don't hurt him, please!

(both screaming)

(Hawaii Five-O theme song plays)

♪ Hawaii Five-O 6x05 ♪
Ka 'Alapahi Nui
(Big Lie)

♪ ♪

Yeah. I'm on my way.

Thank you. Thanks.

(phone rings)

Hello?

Hello?

(breathing)

Catherine?

(hangs up)

(indistinct police radio chatter)

Okay, well, what makes you think it was Catherine?

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

(elevator dings)

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 'em.

All right.

k*lling a guy before he's about to go on record.

Timing can't be a coincidence.

Harper was a defendant in this lawsuit.

He owned a bunch of high-end seafood joints, but all his partners and investors sued him for embezzlement when some money went missing.

Right, that's a lot of angry people.

But why go through the trouble of suing somebody if you're just gonna k*ll him before you get your money?

Well, unless they were trying to stop him from saying what he was about to say in his deposition.

Well, I don't know, but I tell you what I do know: Harper contracted 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-a pocket of time when he was unguarded.

All right, well, aside from the fact that it looks cool, why drive a motorcycle through a building to k*ll 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 sh**t get out of here?

(alarm ringing)

All right, lock down the building now.

VIN number's been removed from the bike.

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

Well, if our sh**t ditched the bike on purpose, I'm guessing we're not gonna find anything.

Yeah, we searched the building and HPD's canvassing the area, but no sign of him.

Yeah, he was gone even before the engine even got cold.

Well, 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 sh**t was actually a very expensive g*n for hire.

Yeah, not a lot of margin for error.

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

Steve: 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 were a lot of angry investors.

Mom, you should tell them.

Tell us what? What's going on?

Uh, 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 them money every week just to keep the restaurants running.

Danny: 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.

Mrs. Harper: You have to understand.

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

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

It's okay.

So let me get this straight. That's-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.

That's why I made him hire the security.

I just... (sniffles) I just never imagined that something like this would happen.

Listen, we really appreciate your time.

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

(crying)

All right, I get it.

Samoans clip this guy because they do not want him to go on record about the protection money.

(phone chimes)

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.

(high-pitched whirring)

Chin Ho Kelly.

How's it, Mike?

How you doing, man?

All right.

How you like your new ride?

Well, 120 miles per charge.

Zero to 60 in five seconds.

It's not bad.

Well, now that you've gone green, why don't you reconsider the offer I gave you on that Bobber?

(laughs) 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-hmm.

Any idea where it may have been customized?

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

Frame sliders, rear handbrakes, slip-on exhaust.

Not exactly street legal.

At least once a week, some kid comes in here, wants the exact same setup.

Yeah?

Why is it in such high demand?

(engine revving)

Chin: 808 Road Warriors are a collective of local stunt riders.

They use social media to organize 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, 'cause, uh, riding that motorcycle like a normal person isn't dangerous enough.

(engine revving) Okay, other than these bikes being modified, how does this connect to our sh**t?

Chin: 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.

Well, that's the w*apon our sh**t used.

Mm-hmm.

All right, so, the Samoans hire these guys to take out Kevin Harper.

Chin: That's what I'm thinking, except for the fact that HPD 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.

(engines revving)

All right, Kono's working the Samoan angle, so, until we hear back from her, this is our line of att*ck, all right?

Let's round up as many of these punks as we can until we find one that knows something about the hijackings.

One step ahead of you there.

A few of these guys had their bikes seized recently by HPD.

I managed to get them tagged with GPS before they were released from impound.

Well, that's good.

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

(engine revving)

Let me ask you something, sista.

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

We're not saying that you k*lled him yourself.

We're just saying you ordered the hit.

And why would I do that?

Because you're a bagman for the Samoan mob.

And Kevin Harper was about to go on record that you were extorting money from his business.

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

Nice try.

(beeping)

See, HPD's been up on you for weeks.

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

You recognize that, don't you?

So, you understand that with or without his testimony, you were going down.

Just now, we can add conspiracy to commit m*rder to your charges.

I realize I have a credibility problem here.

But you got to believe me.

This, uh, Harper dude that you keep on mentioning?

I've never heard of him.

And I sure as hell never had him k*lled.

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

Steve: 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. You're 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 was he really stealing that money for?

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

(engines revving)

Girl: Look, Daddy. Motorcycles!

Man: Oh, yeah, there's a bunch of 'em.

Girl: Whoa! Cool!

That's awesome!

Let's follow them, Daddy.

Absolutely not!

(tires squealing)

(engines revving)

(engines revving)

(engine revving)

(tires squealing)

(engines revving)

(engine revving)

(tires squeal)

(engine revving)

(siren blaring)

Chin: That was quite a show, gentlemen, and now, to show our appreciation, these fine officers will now kindly escort you to jail.

(indistinct chatter)

Ahe Makino?

You just posted.

(loud, overlapping chatter)

All right, boys.

See you on the outside.

All right, all right, all right.

(sniffles)

You said I made bail!

Oh, he lied.

Let's go.

All right, listen up, Ahe, 'cause 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?

Chin: 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, HPD searched your place and found all sorts of merchandise from the hijackings.

Steve: All right, look. Here's the deal, right? What are you, about a buck, 50, dripping wet?

Okay, you don't match the description of any of the hijackers, okay? This is good news for you.

Chin: Plus, we're guessing that you don't have the balls to stick your neck out on the line like that, which makes you just their fence.

Steve: 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 g*n?

What's Top g*n?

Did he say, "What's Top g*n?"

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.

Okay, we don't have business cards.

You know what the Shriners Club is, you never seen Top g*n?

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, well, Chin's pulling up cargo manifests right now.

If we can find out which truck the crew is going 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 pretty good at covering his tracks, too.

I mean, 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 did 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.

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

Yeah, the checks were being sent to an address on Maui, where it just so happens, a Kevin Harper was making regular monthly visits.

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

Steve: Okay, and there's no driver's license or photo ID for this guy on file.

Kono: 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, uh, you come up with a fake name, you put it on the payroll, and then, you cash the checks yourself.

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

Grover: 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.

Kono: 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.

Right? So, whatever Harper was into, this guy Messer's involved.

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

All right?

Yeah. We're on it.

Chin: 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.

♪ ♪

(motorcycle engines revving)

(whirring)

(scrapping)

(tires squealing)

Get out!

Get out of the cab now!

Steve: 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.

It was a good run.

So why don't you tell me something.

Why would you push your luck and try your hand at m*rder-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 g*n that you and your crew use.

Look, I didn't sh**t anyone.

Not yourself, no, I believe that, but 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 sh**t.

All right, he 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.

Well, I'll tell you what I'm talking about.

I'm talking about you going to prison for 20 years to life.

As an accessory to m*rder, 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 going to hit the truck with us last night, but that he called a few hours before to say he couldn't make it.

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

Chin: Meet Tyler Kaheaku.

21 years old, multiple arrests for armed robbery and as*ault.

HPD paid him a visit at the hardware store where he works, but he didn't show up this morning.

Well, that's 'cause you get a day off after you k*ll somebody.

So his crew said Kaheaku was present at all of the hijackings until last night when he bailed unexpectedly.

Never give a reason why.

All right, 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.

(beeping)

All right.

So we've got a-a... 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.

That was very fast.

Yeah.

This is Tyler's Facebook page.

Recognize the girl in the photos?

That's Harper's daughter.

Steve: Mrs. Harper, is, uh, is Aubrey around?

We need to speak with her.

No, I'm sorry, she's not here.

Danny: 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.

Uh, do me a favor.

Tell me, ever seen 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 m*rder.

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, uh...

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 want to upset me.

Listen, Mrs. Harper, if Aubrey is still hanging out with this guy, she could be in great danger.

We need to find her right away.

(phone ringing)

Hey, Mom.

Hey. I'm just checking in.

Where are you?

Just out.

What's up?

(beeping)

Mrs. Harper: I hadn't heard from you in awhile.

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-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.

(phone beeps off)

Call her back. Keep trying.

We need to go.

(recording): 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 d*ed.

She must have dumped it.

They're going on the run.

Steve: It doesn't make sense.

A 17-year-old girl gets her boyfriend to k*ll her own 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 going to risk life imprisonment when she's a couple of months away from becoming a consenting adult?

It doesn't make any sense. I didn't want to answer the question.

Listen. Just listen to me for a minute. Let's break this down.

Aubrey told her mother that her father is not who he seemed to be.

Correct? Mm-hmm.

Okay. I'm thinking she found out that he lied about the Samoans extorting money from the business.

That's even dumber than what I said.

So, you k*ll 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? What?

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.

Then you get upset when I don't...

No, it's rhetorical.

This is how we figure things out.

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

You know what? Enough.

♪ ♪

Grover: Lisa Messer?

Yes.

I'm Captain Grover with Five-O.

This is Officer Kalakaua.

We'd like to have a word with your husband, John.

Is he home?

Um, 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.

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

When do you expect him back home?

Uh, soon, hopefully, but his schedule's always changing.

(baby crying)

I just put her down ten minutes ago.

Oh. I remember those days. Please, go ahead.

Uh, come inside. I'll just be a minute.

Grover: Thank you.

(crying continues)

I'll be right back.

Hey, Lou, check this out.

Grover: 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.

Lisa: So sorry about that.

And now, what can I help you guys with?

Steve: Okay, that was definitely unexpected.

Looked into Harper's travel records.

This has been going on for four years.

He'd spend a week or two with his family on Maui and then say he had business out of town. (whistles)

Grover: Now, according to this wife, the guy had consulting gigs all over the country, so it would be perfectly normal for him to be gone for long stretches of time.

That's pretty impressive.

I mean, 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've realized what was going on.

Yeah, you're a 17-year-old girl, think you're the center of your father's universe, and then you find out something like that.

Must've left her shattered.

So she gets her boyfriend to k*ll her father at the deposition.

Makes it look like it was part of the lawsuit.

Grover: 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.

Steve: All right.

Okay, so now these kids are on the run.

They probably figure it's just a matter of time before the cops are on to them.

APB's out. Unless they're holed up, HPD should get them.

Okay. My concern is what these kids are going to 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 favor.

Call HPD, have them stand down.

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

Copy.

♪ ♪

(sirens wailing)

Just drive.

(phone rings)

Yeah, Chin, what do you got?

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

Aubrey and Tyler were just spotted on the H-1.

HPD's already in pursuit.

Just go easy. Please.

(sirens wailing)

(horn honks)

(horn honks)

(tires screeching)

Man: ...you'll soon begin experiencing pain...

(news flash jingle plays)

Newscaster: Breaking news right now. A high-speed police pursuit on the H-1. These images coming to you live from our Channel 17 news copter, high over the scene, show us what looks like several HPD cruisers currently in hot pursuit of a motorcycle speeding down the H-1 highway. No I.D. has been able to be made as 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 sh**ting and escape on motorbike that rocked Downtown Honolulu...

(sirens wailing)

(engine revving)

(horn honks)

(tires screech)

(horn honks)

(engine revving)

...but HPD is advising motorists to avoid the area if possible until the rider and passenger have been apprehended.

If you're just joining us...

Would you go easy, please?

Relax. Just relax.

(engine revving)

Danny: What the hell are you doing?!

(horn honks)

(tires screech)

If we die, they get away.

You understand that concept?

Hold on.

(tires screeching)

Danny: Hey!

(engine revving)

Hey!

Oh, 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.

(engine revving)

Let me explain to you but that's a motorcycle. This is a car.

They can't go the same places.

Steve: Says who?

Danny: What did... Hey, what did I just say...

Would you relax? Just relax, all right? I got this.

(engine revving)

(horn honks)

(horn honks)

(engine revving)

(tires screech)

Steve: What's he doing?

What's he doing?

Whoa, whoa!

(engine revving)

(tires screeching)

(engine revving)

(horn honking)

(tires screeching)

(gasping)

(sirens wailing)

Aubrey. Aubrey.

Look at me. Look at me.

Can you hear my voice?

Can you hear what I'm saying to you?

Tyler. Wh...

Where-Where's Tyler?

(crying)

No!

No!

(sobbing)

So what's gonna happen to her now?

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

Um, 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... just felt like the only person in the world.

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You're not stretching?

No. I don't, uh... 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.

Max: Actually, the jury's still out on stretching.

Experts disagree whether it should be performed before or after the exercise.

See? Listen to the team doctor. He knows.

Mahalo.

Chin: Hey, is Adam coming?

Uh, no. He's still doing PT, um, getting back on his feet.

You know, figured it would be cruel to show him how ambulatory I am.

(chuckles)

Anything else?

And 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.

Kamekona: 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.

10% of every purchase at the shrimp truck today is gonna go to those widows and orphans.

All right. Let me guess, that applies only to purchases made between 2:00 and 4:00 p.m.

Nah, brah, all day.

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

Got them sized out perfect. So, what do you think?

Steve: No.

It's cotton. I can't.... It absorbs water, slows me down.

You know?

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

Chin: You guys didn't think this through.

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

Besides, 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 for you guys.

Something clean to change in after your victory.

(whistle blows twice)

Hey!

Grover: All right, Five-O, huddle up-- we only got about five more minutes.

You'll probably talk for four of them, won't you?

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's gonna be damn near impossible.

But if there's anybody that can b*at this thing here, it's you guys.

'Cause 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 b*at.

All right, all right, I talk to much.

All right, come on, let's bring it in, everybody.

Come on, you guys, too. You're part of this.

Well, not really, but all right.

All right. "Five-O" on three.

One, two...

Five-O!

No, man! Little early, Max, little early.

He said on three.

Three is, then we say it. Just do what we do.

One, two, three!

Five-O!

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