10x21 - A 'ohe ia e Loa'a Aku, He Ulua Kapapa No Ka Moana (He cannot be caught for he is an ulua fish of the deep ocean)

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Previously on Hawaii Five-O... This is McGarrett.

My name is Michael Claypool, and at my client's instruction, I've been tasked with hand-delivering a package to you.

I'm sorry, who's your client?

Doris McGarrett.

Upon her death, I was to wait a period of four months before contacting you.

This package... What is this package?

I'm sorry, I don't know.

I'm just following the instructions I was given.

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Mr. McGarrett? Yeah.

Michael Claypool.

My apologies for being a little early.

My flight landed ahead of schedule.

No, no, no problem. Please, uh, come on in.

And, uh, make yourself at home.

Thank you. I-I mean, I-I got to say, it hardly seems necessary, coming all the way from London for this.

Well, your mother's instructions were very clear.

Following her death, I was to wait four months and then hand-deliver this package to you.

_ Uh, I'm sorry. This letter?

This is what you came all this way to give me?

That was the job I was hired to do.

Now, I'm sure you have a very busy day ahead of you.

Good day. Yeah. Thank you, yes. Okay.

Good day to you, too.

And, um, hey, listen. Safe trip home, okay?

Thank you. All right.

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Whatever you do, don't hurt my son.

Hey, uh, do me a favor, yeah?

Show me how to turn on your TV?

You got a first aid kit?

Yeah, in the bathroom. Get it. You're gonna stitch me up.

Bring you this breaking news report.

Police are searching for two suspects in connection to a deadly robbery at Oahu National Bank in Waipahu this morning that left one officer dead.

First aid kit.

Now!

Get rid of them.

Hey.

You, uh, you left this behind at the diner.

Figured Manu might be worried.

Oh, thank you.

You okay?

Yeah, of course.

I'm fine.

Sorry, I got to get back to my son.

Of course.

I think busboy's got a thing for you.

Hey. Hey, hey.

It's okay.

You're safe. Come on.

Come on, baby. Thank you.

Thank you.

You guys okay?

Uh-huh. Yeah.

What-what happened to the other guy?

He got away.

I'm gonna call the police.

And you need an ambulance.

Come on.

Mommy?

Uh, yeah, baby?

He's gone.

911. What's your emergency?

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Love you, Pops.

Hey. Hey.

What's happening?

How'd you find me?

I'm a cop.

Well, uh, I pinged your phone, which, if you checked every once in a while, you'd know that people are looking for you.

We got, we got something.

We always got a case.

You all right?

Yeah. Yeah?

Yeah, yeah. Oh... You know, I, uh, got a visit from that, uh, lawyer from England this morning.

What is this? It's a cipher.

Why would your mother leave you a coded message?

I don't know.

To be honest with you, uh, I don't think I-I really care.

I mean, everything I went through with that woman, all the lies, all the years of thinking she was dead, and I just, I want to be done with it, you know?

I just...

The last thing I need in my life right now is another mystery.

You know? Pretty sure I know you.

You're not gonna... be able to leave it alone, right?

What do you think?

Well, let me ask you something else.

Um, why today? Why'd you come here today?

I woke up thinking about Dad.

I've been thinking about him a lot lately, I guess.

I mean, it's coming up on ten years since he d*ed, so...

It's been ten years?

Crazy, huh?

So much has changed since he's been gone.

Especially recently, losing Joe and-and Mom.

Yeah, it's, um, it's been a tough year.

Maybe I'm just feeling a little lost right now.

That's all right.

Look, why don't, why don't you, um, take the day, relax, do what you got to do?

I'll go over to the crime scene by myself. What do you say?

No, let's go.

I'll drive.

Hey. Hi.

What do we, uh, what do we got here?

I assume you heard about the robbery in Oahu National in Waipahu this morning.

Two armed suspects escaped after they exchanged g*nf*re with HPD. One officer was k*lled.

HPD canvassed the area, they didn't find anything.

Then, a little over an hour ago, they get a phone call from the woman who lives in this building, Sylvia Yang.

I'm assuming she wasn't just calling with information.

No, she wasn't.

Is this one of the cop K*llers? Yeah.

How'd he end up here?

Apparently, after the robbery, the perps approached Sylvia and her son at a diner and at gunpoint, forced Sylvia to take them back to her apartment.

Once inside, they ordered Sylvia to patch up a GSW one of them sustained during the bank robbery.

But she never got the chance to do that.

Why is that? Well, according to Sylvia, at the diner, her and her son met a very friendly busboy.

Now Sylvia's back here, she's being held at gunpoint in her own place, there's a very well-timed knock at the door. Guess who.

The busboy. Yes.

Ten points. Sylvia said the busboy threw down, k*lled one of the robbers, chased the other one out.

All right, so the busboy did all of this?

Yeah. And he probably saved both of their lives.

All right, where is he now? Well, that's the thing.

He didn't stick around to give a statement or to get treatment for the b*llet to the shoulder that he took.

That's all very weird. Yes, and it gets weirder.

HPD spoke to the manager of the busboy at the diner.

He said that our Good Samaritan's name is Michael Ellington, but we ran his name and his social and it comes back to a guy from Missouri that d*ed three years ago. So, our Good Samaritan is actually living and working under an assumed identity.

I'm thinking he hasn't always been a Good Samaritan.

Right, well, I guess that would explain why he didn't want to stick around and talk to the cops.

All right, looks like our surviving bank robber isn't the only fugitive we need to find.

_ CUNHA: So, I've got prints and DNA In the works, but no ID yet.

His injuries do tell quite the story, though.

Aside from the GSW, he has a crushed trachea, a broken neck and, based on the severity of these fractures, a notable amount of force was applied.

Your Good Samaritan didn't just k*ll this man with his bare hands, he did so with remarkable efficiency.

Oh, looks like our busboy's had some kind of training.

I swear!

Move your fat ass! Hey, hey!

Five-O. We got a problem here?

Commander, I told these men they had to leave, but they won't listen. He's the one who won't listen.

I have every right to be here.

It's fine. Why? Why do you have a right to be here?

My brother.

I need to ID his body.

Who's your brother?

I'm very sorry for your loss, Mr. Acosta.

But I just got to say, you know, we never actually ID'd your brother, so there's no way you could have been notified.

How'd you know to come here?

Or maybe his partner from the bank robbery told you what went down.

I mean, if that's the case, you know that that g*nsh*t isn't what k*lled him.

Hey, shut your mouth. Shut up.

You know what I think?

You heard exactly what happened, and now you want blood.

Right?

But that's not gonna happen, because we're gonna find out who did this to your brother, and then we're gonna have the system take care of it.

I guess we'll just have to see how that works out for you.

Yeah.

I don't know. Something tells me that he's, um, probably not gonna, uh, let this go.

You think? Mmm.

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We've been looking into our Good Samaritan. No hits on facial rec.

HPD sent a unit over to the address listed on his pay stub. It's a vacant lot.

So this guy's working really hard to stay off the radar.

Meanwhile, we know we're not the only ones who are searching for him.

You've already met Hector Acosta.

According to HPD's OC unit, he's high up the food chain in the local outfit of the Surenos crime syndicate.

So, given that his brother Marc doesn't have a record, we're thinking that Hector organized the robbery at Oahu National and then enlisted Marc and an accomplice to pull it off.

All right. I'll take a look into Hector's known associates and, uh, get HPD to put a surveillance unit on him. Good.

Hector's probably in touch with the other bank robber, so with any luck, we'll find him.

Oh, come on, now, Danny.

You know there's no such thing as luck.

There's only the, uh, guiding hand of an experienced law enforcement professional.

We'll see what I can dig up.

Thanks, Lou.

In the meantime, we got to stay on this, guys.

We got to find our Good Samaritan before Hector does.

Hey, Junior. What's up? Yo, just a heads-up.

HPD spotted one of Acosta's associates' vehicles in Sylvia's neighborhood.

It's registered to one of Hector Acosta's companies.

Safe to assume he's probably doing the same thing we are, looking for our Good Samaritan.

Right. But Hector doesn't know where the guy lives.

We, however, do.

What, you got an address?

I'll do you one better.

I'm standing in his apartment right now.

All right, text me that address. We need to search that place top to bottom, see if we can find anything that can help ID this guy. Will do.

But unfortunately, there's not much to search. I mean, the place is practically empty.

I mean, the few pieces of mail I found were addressed to his alias.

Hold on a second.

Got you.

DNA from the toothbrush came back to a Lincoln Cole.

Marine gunnery sergeant with the Fleet Anti-terrorism Security Teams.

Am I the only one who has no idea what that means?

FAST teams are the Marines' dedicated security forces.

They deploy them around the world to handle threats, primarily counter-terrorism.

And while I respect them all to a man, it doesn't explain how a guy with this skill set ends up on this island, living under an alias and working busing tables at a local diner.

Well, this might help explain things.

Turns out, back in 2016, Cole led a strike team on a siege of a t*rror1st stronghold in northern Iraq.

His unit took heavy casualties, losing five men before they managed to retreat, largely thanks to Cole's heroics. He earned himself a Purple Heart.

And then two days later, he went AWOL, and he was never seen or heard from again.

Till today.

So, why would a decorated w*r hero, one who was just awarded a Purple Heart, just suddenly up and disappear?

Whatever it is, I mean, I think he's running from something.

My question is why-why Hawaii?

I mean, he could have gone anywhere. Why here?

Yeah. We thought about that, too.

Cole's originally from Atlanta, Georgia, but he did start his m*llitary career here on the island with the 3rd Marine Regiment at Kaneohe Bay.

Makes sense why he would pick Oahu.

He has plenty of people here to help him. All right, fine.

Junior, uh, do me a favor.

Will you run everybody that Cole served with while he was at Kaneohe, and let us know when you get something, please?

Hey, can I, uh...

Can I talk to you for a minute? Sure.

What's up?

Well, um, I think you know what's up, because I saw the way you were looking at McGarrett.

You're worried about him, too.

So, what's going on with him?

Well, he's, um...

I don't know. I mean, you know, he's been running nonstop for the last ten years.

You do this job long enough, you get... you get burnt-out.

I-I didn't think it would happen with Steve, but it happens.

All right, well, what are we gonna do about it?

I'm gonna force the issue.

I've seen this before. You know, a cop gets burnt-out, loses reaction time.

You can't have that.

So, are you really concerned that he's not gonna be able to have our back like he usually does?

I'm gonna get to the bottom of it, okay?

Sergeant Major Phillips.

I'm Commander Steve McGarrett of the Five-O Task Force.

This is former Special Operator Junior Reigns.

Ask you to drop that a*, sir.

Please.

Thank you.

We know who you are.

We know what you've done for this country, and we respect that.

If that's true, then I suggest you turn around and drive away.

Okay, I'm afraid we can't do that.

Lincoln Cole is no longer under your command, sir. He's a civilian, which means he answers to us.

Afraid I can't help you.

Sir, we ran your phone records.

All right? This morning, you got a phone call from a hotel room shortly after Cole was involved in an incident.

We found blood in that same hotel room that was a match to Lincoln Cole.

I think it's time you leave. And I think it's time you step aside. Go ahead, Junior.

You're making a big mistake, son.

Sir.

I understand you're trying to do what's best for Sergeant Cole.

But right now we're not the only people looking for him, and the safest place for him is in our custody.

You understand that? Hey, boss!

In here! Excuse me.

Go.

I got him!

Five-O! Stop!

Hey, hey! Hey! Cole!

Show me your hands!

Hands. Now.

Behind your back.

This guy's a pain in the ass.

I know.

You know, typically, you got to do something pretty bad to end up in this room.

You got to k*ll somebody, or you got to rob them.

But not you.

Your thing is you commit some crazy act of heroism, and then you take off before anybody can say thank you, huh?

But I think that's your MO, isn't it?

You serve valiantly in battle, and you get a Purple Heart, but then you go UA.

You save this woman and her kid, then you disappear.

So, what I want to know is... is, uh, what the hell are you running from?

Am I being charged with something here?

You mean, aside from assaulting a law enforcement officer?

Is that what you mean?

Look, man, you and I both know that you did that so you wouldn't end up in here.

And as far as k*lling Marc Acosta goes, that was justifiable.

The problem is, you did k*ll that man, and that has put you in the cross-hairs of some very dangerous people.

So until that situation is defused, you're not going anywhere.

So why don't you use your time... in here and explain to me what is going on with you?

Hey. How was it out there? What do you mean?

Well, with McGarrett and Cole.

From the looks of it, things got pretty dicey.

It was nothing McGarrett couldn't handle.

Listen, Joons, I'm-I'm worried about him.

All I can say is the boss was on point in the field today.

Right, but you know, he's been through a lot this year, and... you can't honestly tell me that you haven't noticed a change.

Joons, I know you idolize the guy, but he's hurting right now.

Come on. I know you guys are close.

Why don't you talk to him?

All right, Tani, listen.

McGarrett's the best soldier I've ever worked with.

He's able to compartmentalize things, and if he's got something to deal with, he'll deal with it in his own way.

All right? There's nothing to worry about.

Okay.

So, Lincoln, you're gonna help me make sense of all this?

No? Okay, no problem. Here it is.

I read up on that mission in... Kirkuk.

You, uh... you saved lives that day.

Dozens of lives, in fact, but your unit lost five men, all right?

Now I know how that feels.

That can, uh... that can... eat at you.

Especially when everybody around you is calling you a hero, planning ceremonies, trying to pin a medal on your chest, when all you can think about are the boys you just lost.

But do me a favor.

Take a look at yourself right now.

I mean, you're in this dark hole, potentially on the hook for... half a dozen felonies, and you're okay with that.

I think that's because you don't mind being here

'cause you've been here in this hole since Kirkuk.

You put yourself there.

You know, something tells me I could say damn near the same thing about you.

You went off grid, you changed your name, 'cause you couldn't deal with the... the guilt... of getting out of there alive.

And that's why you're here in Hawaii busing dishes, helping out your neighbors, fighting for justice.

'Cause you think you're atoning, but the problem is, you got nothing to atone for, 'cause you didn't do anything wrong.

You just survived. That's it. That's where you're wrong!

Is that right? Why don't you tell me how I'm wrong?

I'm the reason those men are dead.

Oh, my God. Don't move!

Get out of the van!

You're a reporter, right?

You want to live?

Make sure this gets on the air... now!

Okay.

We had captured an asset...

This Jordanian jihadist.

I conducted the interrogation myself, milked him for Intel.

A couple hours in, he breaks.

Places a high-value commander in a village just south of us.

So we go down there, and we searched the village.

No commander. Sounds like an ambush.

He let us capture him.

It was all prearranged.

And we fell for it.

They waited until we were done clearing the village for us to let our guards down and leave ourselves exposed.

And that's when they hit us.

I lost five of my men.

Not to mention the four ISF members who were accompanying us.

w*r is messy.

Just is.

All we can do as leaders is make the best decisions with the information that we have at hand.

Normally, I'd say you're right.

But this time, nah. It's on me.

I wanted the win... . badly.

We had been treading water for so long, and this finally felt like an opportunity to change the tide.

I let that affect my judgment.

So, you think I'm fighting for justice?

Nah. If there was any justice, I'd be dead, and they'd be alive.

Hey. A local station just cut into their coverage with this. This morning, one of our brothers was k*lled.

To the person responsible, we ask, "Was it really worth it?"

Wait. Is that... ? Mom and kid from the diner.

This time, if you want to save these two, the choice is simple... Your life for theirs.

You've got two hours.

I just heard from CSU.

No prints on the package the ransom video was delivered in, or on the thumb drive itself.

You guys got anything?

I've watched this video so many damn times that it is imbedded on my eyeballs.

There are no windows in this room.

It's got white walls and a concrete f...

There is nothing to indicate where Sylvia and her child are being held here.

Quinn, fresh eyes. Maybe you can see something that we missed.

Steve, think about it.

Right? Right or wrong? Of course right.

I mean, there's no question, Hector Acosta is behind this.

And-and there's no way he's gonna stop until Lincoln Cole is in the ground.

Okay. HPD can't find the guy.

He's not home, he's not at his office.

Tell them to keep looking. We're on the clock, Danny.

Steve, we got to think about using Cole to flush out Acosta.

You've lost your mind. It's not gonna happen, all right?

No way. It's too dangerous. Yes, Adam.

What?

Send it over right now. Thank you. Thank you.

Okay, Hector's been using a burner.

Adam has the number. He's sending it over.

Trace is up and running.

All right, make the call.

Who's this?

Yeah, Hector. This is Commander Steve McGarrett.

Didn't expect to hear from you again so soon.

Well, look, I know you got Sylvia and Manu. I certainly hope that they're okay.

I also know that you're counting on the fact that the guy who k*lled your brother has enough conscience to show up for this woman and child right now.

Why don't we talk about what you don't know?

That they guy who k*lled your brother's actually in my custody right now. He's a Marine wanted for going AWOL.

Where are we at with the trace?

I've got a location. Call's coming in from...

Lahore, Pakistan.

That makes sense. So you have him.

That means whatever happens to the mother and her son is in your hands now.

Now it's saying Athens, Greece.

He's running the call through a proxy server.

Okay. Hold on. So here's what's gonna happen, Hector.

This guy... he's going to a m*llitary prison, and he's going away for a long time.

You're gonna let these hostages go free.

No. That doesn't happen until he is delivered to me.

5:00 p.m.

Lonolau Road.

Half mile past the reservoir.

He comes alone, McGarrett, no cops.

Otherwise, that woman and her kid... are dead.

Call him back. Tell him we'll make the exchange. Now.

Even if we were allowed to put you in that kind of danger, there's no guarantee that Hector's gonna hand over Sylvia and Manu.

Well, we have to try. That's an innocent woman and her child we're talking about. Yeah, we're aware of that.

There's got to be another way.

You think you're gonna be able to reason with this guy?

We're wasting time here.

I understand you feel responsible for the lives of these people, but you have to know that we're gonna do everything we can to get them out of there.

Look, I know you don't want to put somebody's life in danger, okay, but he volunteered.

That's number one. Number two...

It's the same thing you would do if you were in his shoes.

Okay, we got to take him, and we got to figure out a way to get the hostages back without letting him go.

Okay. Okay. Right? Right. Right.

What the hell is this?

Commander McGarrett? Yeah.

Captain Ingram. By order of the Marine Corps Absentee Collection Center, we're here to take Sergeant Cole into custody.

Sergeant Cole.

Name doesn't ring a bell. You? No?

'Cause it rang some bells in our system when you ran his prints.

Uh-huh. Okay, yeah, I'll tell you what, uh, Captain Ingram.

Why don't you and me, uh, step into my office here, we'll talk about this a little bit?

Nothing to talk about, Commander.

Produce Cole right now, or this friendly conversation turns into a headache neither of us wants.

Are you threatening me? I know who you are, Commander, and I'd never do that.

But I can assure you, the governor's not gonna help you with this.

This order came from the commandant himself.

And as someone who still wears a uniform on occasion, you know what that means.

Oh, h-here's the thing. We-we can't hand Cole over.

Um, if we do that, people are gonna die.

I, uh...

I don't think we have a choice in this one, Danny.

This way.

So what's the plan?

I don't know.

I don't want to hurt you.

Yo.

So, that's it then?

We just handed him over? We had no choice.

All right, well, there goes any leverage we had to get Sylvia and Manu back.

We need to call Hector back right now.

What's the plan? Try to buy some more time.

We're sorry, you have reached a number...

He dumped the phone.

Hector's gonna be at the drop in 30 minutes.

If we don't get there, Sylvia and Manu die.

Sergeant Liu.

Okay.

Well, you're not gonna believe this.

Lincoln Cole just escaped from custody.

Wow, that didn't take long. It might not be terrible.

What does this mean?

I'll tell you what it means.

The MPs don't know where he's going, but we do.

Lift up your shirt to show me you're not armed.

Then you start walking.

I am armed.

And I'm not doing anything until I see the woman and her son.

So you think you have leverage, huh?

Okay.

We can play it your way.

Don't try anything stupid.

Send them this way, I'll start heading to you.

As soon as I know they're safe, I'll drop the g*n.

Keep going.

Don't stop, don't look back.

Come on, baby.

Keep walking.

This is for my brother.

Come on, hurry! Get in the car!

Junior, we're pinned down.

You all right?

I think this guy might be crazier than you.

I think you might be right.

Let's go.

He stays.

Commander.

Sir, thank you. Thank you.

So I, uh, spoke to the commandant.

He agreed to release you into our custody while they do their formal m*llitary review.

And in the meantime, you're a free man.

I don't get it... I went AWOL.

Not to mention the three MPs I assaulted while escaping custody.

Right, and I mentioned the fact that if you hadn't have escaped, an innocent woman and child would be dead, plus...

I mean, pressing charges against a decorated w*r hero is not a great look.

I don't know how to thank you.

I don't think you have to.

What happened today... we wouldn't have been able to do that without you.

Couldn't help but notice that on your desk.

The cipher.

What is it? I don't know, man.

I wish I could tell you.

I've been, uh, trying to pull stuff up online, finding resources to cr*ck it.

But, uh, no luck.

Well, it just so happens I know a guy that's a wizard at that kind of stuff.

If you want me to make a call, I'd be happy to.

I-I-I would appreciate that very much, actually.

I'll be in touch, Commander.

You better be.

Hey, Lincoln?

Um, it takes courage to forgive yourself.

Put the past behind you and move on.

And I just, I believe that the men you served with would want you to do that, that's all.

Yeah, Danny, what's up?

Yo.

Yo.

You got started without me.

What's the face?

You got a face on your face.

Oh, is this about Lincoln?

You're worried Lincoln's my new BFF?

Yo, no one can replace you.

You're my Danno.

Don't do that.

Don't do what?

I actually want to talk to you.

Don't deflect. I'm-I'm concerned about you.

I want to have a real conversation.

Okay.

Look, man, I don't know, uh, I don't know when it happened, but something changed.

I've been here doing this for so long now, I...

I kind of feel like I've been protecting everybody except for myself... Does that make sense?

Yeah. So why don't you just take a break?

Take some time for yourself and just cool out?

It's more than that.

And I can't do that here anyway.

I got too many memories.

But I will say this is how I thought it would end for us... a couple of old guys sitting on a beach, watching sunsets.

I mean, that sounds great to me.

We can still do that.

I don't know anymore, Danny.

I don't know.

I've been trying to distract myself with a bunch of things, you know, like, I mean, I-I... did a bunch of dating.

Which was nice, but didn't help.

I really thought that restaurant would balance things out.

But when it closed...

I started thinking.

Well, you know, I think, personally, that's your problem.

You think a little bit too much.

Now who's deflecting?

So I don't understand, I mean, what?

You think you're capable of being done?

I don't know.

Maybe.

Look, all I know is that ten years ago, I hit the ground running hard and I've been running ever since.

And I feel like maybe I need a, a little time away to get some perspective, you know?

Yeah, I do, so when?

Soon.

Can I make a suggestion?

Yes.

If you want to go clear your head, get some, uh... some clarity, go to, uh, to Jersey.

I'm being serious.

I know you're being serious; I knew you were gonna say that.

Why wouldn't you go to Jer... ? You've never been to Jersey...

I'm not going to Jersey. Why not?

'Cause it's, it's full of people like you.

I don't need to go. I already know what it's gonna be like.

Go to, go to Bali.

Or Timbuktu, go to Africa.

Anywhere but Jersey, how about that?

Now I have to go.

I'm gonna go get another beer. Okay, I'm gonna go to Jersey.

You're not going to Jersey. I'm gonna need recommendations for, uh, places to stay.

Oh, and restaurants!

I'm gonna need a-a list of restaurants, okay?

Okay, I'll get right on that.

I don't want to go to Jersey.

Hey!

Yo!

Yo!

Yo, yo! You all right?

Yeah, I'm fine. Hey.

Yeah, I'm good.

What the hell just happened in here?

Well, I don't know.

Someone came in here, they tried to rob you.

You okay? Yeah.

Wait a minute.

What?

That envelope that the lawyer delivered this morning.

I left it right there on the table.

The cipher? Someone stole the cipher?

Yeah, I mean, they're gonna be disappointed.

I never put it back in the envelope.

Good.

What the hell did he want this for?