- (GOATS BLEATING)
- (MAN SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
("GOOD FEELING" BY FLO RIDA PLAYING)
♪ Oh ♪ ♪ Sometimes I get a good feeling ♪
♪ Yeah ♪ ♪ Get a feeling ♪
♪ That I never, never, never, never had before, no, no ♪
♪ I get a good feeling ♪
♪ Yes, I can, doubt better leave ♪
♪ I'm runnin' with this plan ♪
♪ Pull me, grab me... ♪
MAGNUM: Ahmed, repeat after me.
What?
BOTH: Me worry?
There you go!
Oh!
Come on!
♪ Sometimes.
♪ Oh!
Come on, that's funny in any language, right?
Bro, you okay?
Relax, pal.
- It barely touched me, all right?
- "Barely"?
I think it says "Wilson" backwards across your forehead.
You know you don't have to use your face to block the ball?
It's not soccer.
- You can use your hands.
- Thank you, Thomas.
I don't have to use my fa...
I don't have to use my face?!
Thanks for telling me now!
Getting all worked up.
Yeah, you might want to bow out while you still got your dignity.
'Cause your boy got too much game for you, baby!
All right, come on, let's see what you got.
I'd listen to TC.
He's just trying to help you save face, man.
Or save his face.
Okay, okay.
All right, let's go, boys!
Almost ready over here!
TC: Don't worry, this won't take long.
RICK: Come on, serve it up, big guy.
Come on, let's go.
Boom goes the dynamite!
MAGNUM: Oh!
Yo, I think there might be a stepladder in the barracks if you need it.
(LAUGHTER)
Hey, Paulie!
What's going on with the kid's mom?
Yeah, you two make a love connection yet?
PAULIE: I know he doesn't know much English, but the kid's right here.
Quick answer is: not yet.
What are you waiting for?
Not the right time!
Right time?
If you ain't noticed, we in the 'Stan.
The right time is now.
Kid's mother is the love of my life.
Okay?
I don't want to rush things.
NUZO: Guys, leave my brother alone.
You're messing up his flow.
"Flow"?
This guy's got game like a clogged drain.
Are you kidding me?
He's a late bloomer.
He'll get there.
Let's go, shrimp is ready!
We got some filets, some surf and turf, let's go!
Come on, move it up!
All right, kid, here we go.
MAGNUM: Paulie's barbecue is gonna change your life right here.
Look at that thing.
HIGGINS: So, you're telling me this chap actually barbecued food on a diesel engine?
Well, the technical term is "carbecue," and let me tell you, Paulie, he could do anything with a diesel engine.
So, he didn't actually work for the m*llitary?
No, he worked in a motor pool.
See, when Nuzo got sent overseas, Paulie linked up with a civilian contractor so he could be closer to his brother.
And none of you have heard from him at all since Nuzo's funeral?
Well, not until he called Thomas the other night to tell him he's coming back to the Island.
Okay, I just have one more question.
So, you're in the middle of the desert.
How on earth did you get hold of fresh shrimp?
I knew a guy.
Of course you did.
RICK: Hey, uh, buddy, we're closed, sorry.
Oh, I'm, uh, Gerard Hirsch.
Oh, congratulations.
I'm Rick, but we don't open till 11:00.
Oh, I'm meeting someone here, and I...
Oh, my appointment.
Guys!
Paulie!
(LAUGHS)
Hey!
Oh, man, what's up?
Get over here.
How we doing, man?
Paulie, look at you.
How you guys doing, man?
All right, you look great.
Been a while, man, been a while.
- Hi.
- Oh, I'm sorry.
Paulie, this is our good friend Juliet Higgins.
- Hi, nice to meet you.
- HIGGINS: Likewise.
So, so, what's going on, Paulie?
You're never gonna believe this.
Ahmed got in touch with me.
- You're kidding.
- He's still alive?
Yeah, crazy, right?
Ahmed is the boy you taught to speak English.
Yeah.
He grew up in a village next to the base.
What happened to him?
He was kidnapped by the Taliban, but he managed to escape.
After a few days he was found by a Kuchi family.
And they raised him in the mountains.
Then, a year later, they refused shelter to the Taliban and they were k*lled.
But Ahmed escaped.
Crossed the border, and he contacted me.
Since then, I've been making all kinds of moves to get him on Oahu.
What kind of moves?
Smuggled him out of Pakistan and into India.
From there I got him onto a container ship, thanks to this guy.
Right, so you're a human trafficker.
O-Oh, no, not me.
I-I did have an art reclamation business for some time.
Ah, an art thief, cool.
He knows how to get people on and off the island.
Art, vehicles, even people.
Paulie, uh, do you really think this is the best way to...?
Look, I know what you're gonna say.
And I appreciate the spirit of my overprotective bro living through you guys.
This is the only way.
It's impossible to come here as a refugee.
Not that I'm not condoning Paulie's actions, but he is right about that, especially in the last few years.
What do you need from us?
For starters, we need to get him off the container ship.
Then we need to get him to the mainland, where I need Ricky here to hook him up with the proper paperwork.
That's a nice way of saying "fake IDs." Paulie, I appreciate your good intentions, but you do realize that you're asking your friends to help you commit a crime.
Well, actually, several crimes.
But, look, I know I owe you guys a lot.
But I can't do this alone.
Please.
RICK: Hey, batter, batter, batter, batter.
All right, kid, let me see that curveball!
Remember, fingers tight next to each other!
Hold on, hang on, hang on.
- Hang on.
- Oh, come on, he's not gonna have any problem with this guy.
(LAUGHTER)
- Let's go.
- RICK: Come on, Paulie!
Here, this should help, okay?
Let me ask a question.
How do you say "You're very pretty"?
(BOTH SPEAK PASHTO)
(BOTH SPEAK PASHTO)
Huh?
(LAUGHS)
What, what'd I say?
I look like a goat.
(LAUGHTER)
Your son's got a good sense of humor.
(LAUGHS)
Hey, Sea Bass?
Your big bro's got it real bad.
Think so?
- He's striking out more than Magnum.
- Come on, Ahmed.
All right, let's go, strike this bum out.
Look at him.
Look at him, the bum.
- Aah!
- Yeah, Ahmed, give me five, man!
What's up with that, huh?
Kid's headed for the majors.
Hey, Ahmed, you want to play baseball when you grow up?
Yeah, very much.
That's really good news, 'cause the Tigers could use that arm.
NUZO: Nice heat on you, kid.
All right, strike him out.
Come on.
Right down the middle.
PAULIE: Strike him out.
♪ It ain't me...
♪ (ALL SHOUTING, CLAMORING)
♪ I ain't no millionaire's son...
♪ MAGNUM: I wasn't ready, all right?
PAULIE: You swing like a rusty gate.
RICK: Last time I saw Ahmed, he was half that size.
Yeah, this kid grew up fast, man.
- When did he send this picture?
- Last week.
He's 16 now...
you guys know what he's been through, and he deserves a better life, and I can give it to him.
(SIGHS)
Okay.
Okay, what?
We'll help.
- Yeah?
- Yeah, I'll get the chopper.
Oh, man, you guys are saints.
Hey, free sausage orecchiette for life.
According to my contact, the ship will be anchored just offshore in two hours.
Then we got to move fast.
I'll make some calls.
Can we talk?
Just...
Look...
I know that Nuzo was family and that makes Paulie family, but that doesn't automatically mean that you need break the law for him.
Helping Ahmed find a new life is what's known as "a mitzvah." You know, it's also what's known as...
oh, what is the word...
illegal.
So, what am I supposed to do, turn Ahmed in?
The Feds will send him back...
I mean, he's a 16-year-old kid with no family.
Pretty sure I know the answer to this, but what about Katsumoto?
We're not going to Katsumoto.
Haven't we done this dance before?
Excuse me?
Higgy, we've broken the law a million times, and I can guarantee you - we're gonna break it again.
- Right.
But ordinarily it's for matters of life and death, which this is not.
- So you're not gonna help?
- No.
I'm gonna help by keeping my mouth shut.
Kumu will agree to give me a suitable alibi, which will give me plausible deniability.
And besides, it's five grown men helping one young man get from a ship to the island.
I'm pretty sure you can handle it.
You didn't have many friends growing up, did you?
Good luck.
Anything on the Coast Guard frequency?
I got nothing yet.
Yeah, let's hope it stays that way.
I can't thank you guys enough for helping me out with this.
You know what, you can thank us later when this is over and we're not in jail.
They'll be fine.
They'll be fine.
(BEEPING)
Why are they just sitting there?
Now what are they doing?
(SOUND OF DOGS BARKING)
Higgins!
- What happened with Ahmed?
- How'd you know?
I've been following you on the satellite.
Ah, okay, the Tin Man has a heart.
I didn't call you to be insulted, Magnum.
Do you have him or not?
He wasn't on the boat.
What do you mean?
A Coast Guard Cutter approached with ICE agents this morning, so the captain put him on a life raft and sent him off.
- Alone?
- Well, it's either that or let him get picked up by ICE agents.
He's been in the water for five hours now, and the currents were unusually strong.
What are you saying?
I'm saying the swells could've pushed him out farther into the ocean.
So, if we don't find him soon...
we may not find him at all.
Seven years, man.
Seven years I've been looking for him.
I promised I'd get him here.
And we will.
We're gonna stay airborne and keep searching.
HIGGINS: I can help with that.
How?
What time was Ahmed put into the water?
- MAGNUM: About 5:20.
- Right.
I can backtrack the satellite data.
Okay, great, now check to see what direction the currents are pushing him.
I'm on it.
- One more thing.
- Yes?
Thanks, Higgy.
Of course.
Can I ask you something?
Yeah, go ahead.
What did Paulie mean this morning when he said that he owed you boys?
Well...
one day he left the base to go see Ahmed's mom, and by nightfall he hadn't returned, so the next morning we all went out looking for him.
Hey.
I bet you anything he turned off his phone 'cause he's making his famous eggplant parm.
(GOAT BLEATS)
Where the hell is everybody?
Easy.
Easy, easy.
All right, you've been here before.
- Where does she live?
- Quarter klick.
All right, everybody on me.
Keep tight.
TC, watch our six.
Roger that.
Eyes open, heads up.
Let's move.
Yes, Mother.
That's the truck he took.
Looks like an RPG hit.
No sign of human remains.
That doesn't mean anything.
A hot enough burn like that, there'd be nothing left but ashes, you know that.
Hold on, hold on.
You see these boot prints?
They're m*llitary style, but more like the kind the contractors wear.
They move away from the driver's side door.
You see the spacing?
Paulie got out before that thing blew up.
They go this way.
Come on, let's go, he's got to be over here.
Movement, two o'clock, north side wall.
I got him.
- Nuzo.
- Hands up or I'll sh**t.
- Nuzo, no!
- Hands up!
- Step away from the car.
- Stand down!
- I will sh**t.
- Nuzo, stand down!
Come here.
Get over here.
Get over here.
Against the wall.
(SPEAKING PASHTO)
(SPEAKING PASHTO)
What's he saying to you?
Insurgents att*cked the city.
(SPEAKING PASHTO)
They took everybody who was able-bodied, - including Paulie, Fariha, and Ahmed.
- Okay, yeah, yeah.
Where?
Where?
- (SPEAKING PASHTO)
- Hey, hey.
Look at me, look at me.
Took 'em where?
- Where?
Where?
- (SPEAKING PASHTO)
They took 'em to the mountains.
(SPEAKING PASHTO)
Move, let's move.
We ended up tracking 'em into the mountains and rescued him from insurgents.
What about Ahmed and his mom?
They weren't with them.
(LAPTOP CHIMES)
Magnum, I've got an image of the life raft just after it was put into the water.
Okay, great.
What does the data say about the currents?
Right.
Looks like the tides changed unexpectedly.
They would have taken him east.
I'm gonna pull up a live feed.
Okay, so the currents are around .8 meters per second, and he left at 5:00 a.m., so he should be around nine miles east of the ship.
Unfortunately, that's a rather sizable search area.
About nine miles due east of the ship.
It's rough out there.
How do we know he didn't capsize and drown?
This kid's a survivor, all right?
If anyone's gonna make it, it's gonna be him.
- (ALARM BLARING)
- Guys, we're running out of gas.
(LAPTOP CHIMES)
Got it.
It's on a beach in Oahu.
I'll drop you a pin.
She found it.
TC, take us back.
- We'll pick this up in the van.
- Roger that.
(CAR HORNS HONKING)
(TIRES SCREECHING)
The pin Higgins sent is right here.
Here it is.
Ugh, he's gone.
No.
No, no.
- No!
- Paulie, calm down, all right?
This thing didn't just wash up.
- He's alive.
- Yeah, Thomas is right.
The raft was pulled out of the water, the oars are still inside, that means the kid made it to shore.
Yeah, and what if the cops find him before we do, huh?
He's in a country he doesn't know anyone.
You know what'll happen if they find him and turn him over to ICE before we get to him?
They send him back.
That's right.
And how long before the Taliban sticks an AK in his hand and forces him to fight?!
We're gonna find him.
Oh, no!
We'll find him.
♪ He's on foot.
How far could he have gotten?
What is this place?
TC: It's a homeless encampment.
TC, stop.
What, you see something?
Ahmed's got to be here.
How do you know?
This place would've reminded him of home.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Son of a bitch, you were right.
Yo, Paulie, what's up?
You see Ahmed or something?
Hey.
Hey, where'd you get that hat?
Now hold on, Paulie.
Calm down.
RICK: Sorry, man, that hat might've belonged to a friend of ours.
Could you tell us where you got it?
Yeah, uh, some kid traded it to me for some water.
This kid?
Yeah.
He still here?
MAN: I thought he was.
I'm not sure where he went.
Sorry.
You're welcome to have it back.
No.
You can have it.
In fact...
Sorry, this is all I got.
I hope it helps you out.
Thank you.
Well, at least we know he was here.
MAGNUM: He still could be.
We should split up, see if anyone's seen him.
- I'll go this way.
- All right.
TC.
Keep an eye on him.
Gets kind of worked up.
He doesn't keep his emotions in check.
Got you.
PAULIE: Let me go!
Hey, you're done making house calls.
Move!
Just listen to me.
You go back out there, you're gonna get k*lled.
I don't care.
I got to find him.
- You ain't going.
- You're gonna tell me what I can and cannot do, huh?
- I'm the big brother.
- Hey!
- Me!
Not the other way around.
- Hey!
- Knock it off.
- Let him go.
What the hell's wrong with you guys?
Got word that the guy who grabbed him is in Ezabad.
Fariha and Ahmed are probably with him.
I got to go - back out there.
- That's the same kind of smart thinking that got you in trouble in the first place.
Look, thanks for saving my ass, both of you, but I got this.
You see this kid?
Mm-mm, sorry, brother.
You sure?
You haven't seen this guy?
I'm sorry.
Sorry, we haven't seen him.
Yo.
I think we got something.
He just spoke with a guy, he said he saw Ahmed get in a white van with some volunteers.
He said they were with the social services and worked for the city.
The good news is they won't turn him over to ICE.
They don't do that.
Well, there's more good news 'cause Rick knows a guy who works for the city.
He can help us out.
Rick knows a lot of guys, huh?
You're just now figuring that out?
Paulie, you slow.
Uh-huh.
Yeah.
Okay.
All right, man, thanks.
Well?
That van wasn't theirs.
What do you mean it wasn't theirs?
My buddy said they haven't sent volunteers to this encampment since last month.
Then who the hell took Ahmed?
I don't know, but whoever it was, they didn't work for the city.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Guys.
Excuse me...
we're gonna need to see your video.
We have permits, dude.
It's not about that, man.
There might've been a kidnapping that happened here earlier, a 16-year-old boy.
Your footage could've caught something that might help save his life.
We, we back up everything to the cloud, soon as we sh**t it.
I can send you a link.
Can you tell us?
I mean, I've been living here for three months.
Like me and my wife, uh, most of the people here want to find jobs again and get back to providing for our families.
This is not ideal, obviously, but, uh, we're making the best of it, you know.
Whoa, right there, that's Ahmed, take a look.
He's talking to someone.
MAGNUM: That's got to be the guy that took him.
(PHONE CHIMES)
(LINE RINGING)
♪ I don't want to work ♪
- ♪ I want to bang on the... ♪
- Yes?
Hey, Higgy, I just sent you a picture.
Could you run a facial rec on it?
- HIGGINS: Of course.
- PAULIE: Whoa.
This gal can do this kind of stuff?
And a whole lot more.
MAGNUM: We think the guy in the yellow shirt kidnapped Ahmed.
Magnum, is this the only image you have?
The resolution is terrible.
Yeah, that's all we got.
It needs to meet a minimum resolution or the algorithm won't work.
Unfortunately, this, this pic is just not gonna do it.
All right, thanks, Higgy.
What now?
(SIGHS)
There is someone else we can go to.
Uh, hang on.
You sure that's smart?
Now, that could be a risk, Thomas.
MAGNUM: This isn't just a missing kid anymore, this is a kidnapping.
We're gonna need some help.
Who are we talking about?
I have no idea who this is.
But if someone's trolling homeless encampments, you're probably looking at human trafficking.
- PAULIE: What?
Like forced labor?
- In some cases.
- What does that mean?
- MAGNUM: Paulie.
Let him speak.
There's been reports.
People dressing up as volunteers to recruit people they can exploit.
They'll scout out encampments, shelters, soup kitchens, any place they can find vulnerable targets.
So, are you gonna help?
The best thing I can do is to put an alert out.
But that might tip off Immigration.
No!
If ICE gets ahold of Ahmed, they'll deport him.
Look, you can't have it both ways.
You want us to help you find this kid, that's the risk you take.
Besides, you're lucky I'm not putting you in jail for trying to bring this kid into the country in the first place.
So why aren't you?
'Cause I know what it's like.
My grandfather came to the U.S.
illegally.
It's the whole reason I'm standing here.
And I also believe in what that statue in New York says.
Look...
if you want me to help, I will.
But I have to do it the right way.
Especially now, with me being under review.
Think about it.
We can't.
- You got a better idea?
- I do.
I paid a lot of money to get Ahmed over here, and I didn't get what I paid for.
You owe me!
Better tell us who it is.
You know who it is, don't you?
I know the man he fishes for.
This captain have a name?
Virgil.
- Human trafficker?
- And plenty other bad stuff.
Uh, g*ns, dr*gs.
Y-You don't want to mess with him, trust me.
- Where does he work?
- You hear what I just said?
You hear what I said?
Take it easy.
I did not kidnap your friend.
Yeah, but if your friends held up their end of the bargain, none of this would have happened.
Okay, you have a point.
But if my friends left him on the boat, he might be on a plane back to the desert.
- Where do we find this clown?
- Anywhere.
Nowhere.
The guy's always on the move.
Uh...
set up a meet.
Just tell him you have some buyers.
You want me to set up Virgil?
That does not end well for me.
This might not end well for you.
PAULIE: Look...
he's a good kid, he's been through hell.
He doesn't deserve this.
I really hate being the good guy.
You don't have much choice this time, do you?
Whoa, hang on, Paulie.
You can't come.
- You got to stay here.
- Forget it.
Yeah, man, let us do our thing.
MAGNUM: Paulie, you got to listen to him.
Look, if this Virgil guy's got Ahmed, we're gonna find him.
Thomas, I appreciate everything you guys have done for me.
But I can't sit here and do nothing.
I can't!
Let me go.
Please!
All right, Paulie, but you got to relax.
I'll relax when we're playing catch in Brooklyn.
Come on, let's go, let's go.
Okay, just breathe.
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
You got this, Paulie.
(PANTING)
Paulie, in through your nose, out through your mouth, okay?
Control that breathing.
Control your breathing.
(BUZZARDS CALLING)
PAULIE: What are those?
MAGNUM: Buzzards.
NUZO: Guys, we need to keep moving.
(BUZZARDS CALLING)
♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (SOBBING): No...
no.
No...
no.
(SNIFFLES)
I'm sorry.
Kid's not up there.
It's all women and older men.
So, our insurgents probably took the able-bodied men and young boys and slaughtered the ones holding them back.
So Ahmed could still be with them.
Guys, we can't stay here.
We can't leave her like this.
We got to bury her.
We got to bury all of 'em.
- All right, but we got to make it fast.
- Copy that.
Wait.
Wait-wait-wait-wait wait-wait.
Back up.
- Back up now!
- What's up?
Look at this.
Pressure plate.
Probably been wired to an IED.
- Got it.
- We got to go.
They're animals.
They're animals!
- (WHISTLING)
- Incoming!
- (RAPID g*nf*re)
- (SCREAMS)
My leg!
(SCREAMING)
Reaper 2-2, we are troops in contact, need emergency close air support!
Broken arrow, broken arrow, broken arrow!
PAULIE: Am I gonna lose my leg?!
NUZO: You're not gonna lose your leg!
(SHOUTING)
- (WHISTLING)
- Incoming!
TC, where's that air support?!
(PAULIE GROANS)
You mad at me?
No.
You're my brother, I love you.
- (g*nf*re)
- RICK: Watch that left flank!
MAGNUM: Copy that.
You...
you always got my back.
Hey, that's never gonna change, you hear me?
Never!
MAGNUM: Got some more coming up the rear!
(SCREAMS)
Hey, hey!
Stay down!
Stay down!
Reaper 2-2!
We are troops in contact!
RICK: Too many.
Can't hold 'em off, man.
- No, no, no!
- TC: We're about to be overrun.
Repeat: we're about to be overrun.
Sorry.
Don't worry about it.
You should never have come here with us.
You bleed, I bleed.
(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)
NUZO: No way we're getting off this mountain.
- What if he's dead?
- Paulie.
The guy who has him, people like this, if you don't do what they say...
What if he survived all this time in a w*r zone just to...
This isn't on you, brother.
You did the right thing.
You did all that you could do.
RICK: He's right, Paulie.
(VAN DOOR CLOSES)
MAN: Can we help you?
MAGNUM: The guys Hirsch called about.
MAN: Let me see your hands.
Yeah, I spoke to him.
(SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)
Yeah.
We good now?
Good.
I'll call you later.
(PHONE BEEPS OFF)
Sit.
We're not gonna be long.
It wasn't an option.
I always like to look people in the eye when I do business.
So, you know Hirsch.
- That's right.
- And you need product.
What you need?
Male, female?
Young, old, what?
We just need one.
This kid.
His name is Ahmed.
How much?
He's not for sale.
Look, we don't want any trouble.
Then leave.
Sorry, but we're not leaving without the boy.
Look, I'll give you everything I got.
I got a house in Brooklyn I could sell.
You don't get it!
I can't sell what I don't got.
You sold him already?
Kids like that go fast.
Tell us who you sold him to.
Yeah, just give us the name.
We'll deal with them ourselves.
(LAUGHS)
You want me to give up one of my clients?
That would put me out of business.
No one will know anything about this.
Please.
You don't know what this kid has been through.
Hmm, I'm sure it's a real sob story.
They always are.
This conversation is over.
MAN: Guys, you're done.
Let's go.
Paulie!
Little heads-up next time?
You should've taken the money!
Now give us the name and location, or I'm gonna splash your brains all over this floor.
(SIRENS WAILING)
OFFICER: Get your hands up!
Get on the ground!
Get down, get down!
(OVERLAPPING SHOUTING)
Weapons down!
Get on your knees!
♪ ♪ This way, this way.
(OVERLAPPING CHATTER)
I don't see him.
- All right, keep coming.
- PAULIE: Ahmed!
Follow them.
Ahmed!
Ahmed!
Ahmed!
Paulie.
Ahmed.
My boy.
I'm so happy to see you.
You remember the guys, right?
Good to see you, little brother.
Good to see you, too, Mr. Theodore.
(LAUGHS)
Come on.
TC.
You know you're family.
You scared out there?
What, me worry?
(LAUGHS)
I missed you, Ahmed.
Come here, buddy.
Hey, you still throwing that heat?
No baseball.
Gonna get back into it.
Is your brother here?
He would've been here if he could.
("INTO THE UNKNOWN" BY BLACKCHORDS PLAYING)
♪ And I see ♪
♪ This life ♪
♪ Through the eyes of others ♪
♪ And on ♪
♪ On this night ♪
♪ I will bide my time... ♪
I'm not gonna do it.
Much as I want to tear you guys a new one, I'm not gonna give myself a heart att*ck.
What I am gonna do is take away every single personal freedom that you guys have while you're still here on the m*llitary's payroll.
Captain, it wasn't their fault.
I left, they came after me.
Sir, it's not true.
I'm the ranking officer.
They were just following orders.
TC: Don't listen to 'em, Cap.
I took the chopper...
they tried to stop me!
Guys, I appreciate it, I really do, but you're not taking the fall on this one.
I don't give a rat's ass who followed who!
There is a difference between being good sailors and Marines and just plain stupidity!
You can call it an act of brotherhood.
Call it whatever you want.
You pull a stunt like this again and you're gonna wish that you ended up on that mountain with the rest of those bodies!
Understood?!
ALL: Sir, yes, sir!
Out!
♪ On your final days... ♪
Aw, man.
I wish you could've been with us today.
It was like...
like old times.
♪ On your final days ♪
♪ When they come ♪
♪ Like a child you'll walk... ♪
Don't even say it.
You bleed, I bleed.
And, listen, if, uh...
...if Paulie ever needs us again, we got his back.
♪ I... ♪ ♪ See this life ♪
♪ Through the eyes of others.
♪ I'll see you, brother.
- You good?
- I'm good.
We've been waiting for you to join us.
- (CHUCKLES)
- Cheers.
(LAUGHTER)
Speech!
- Speech!
- Let's hear it, man!
- I want to hear a speech...
- Speech!
You guys know I'm not good at any of this stuff, right?
So, all I want to say is thank you.
When my brother d*ed, I thought I didn't have a family anymore.
But I was wrong.
You guys are my brothers.
Cheers!
And sisters!
Oh, cheers to that.
Cheers, Paulie.
- Cheers!
- (ALL TOASTING)
Yeah, that's what family does, man.
Hear, hear.
- Cheers, Higgy.
- Cheers.
Love you guys, man.
Love you guys.
(DOOR OPENS, BELLS JINGLE)
Hey.
So, what's the news?
Because of his age and what he went through, ICE is reviewing the case.
You have a meeting in Manhattan at the end of next week.
But I'd say it looks pretty good.
Yes, thank you.
I'll be there.
- Thank you.
- You bet.
Welcome to America, kid.
Thank you.
- Good luck.
- Thanks.
TC: Yo!
We're gonna catch traffic.
We got to go.
Traffic?
We're in Hawaii...
what traffic?
RICK: About the same as New York, pal.
Only the weather's nicer.
Yeah.
All right, let's go.
We got to get out of here.
Yo, man, thank you.
- Let's go, come on.
- Drive safe.
- See you soon.
- Come on, it's like the Cross Bronx with rainbows, let's go.
Hey, uh, not that I'm surprised that you stepped up.
I just want to say I appreciate it.
You're welcome.
And, uh, you were actually kind of right, by the way.
How so?
Growing up, I didn't have that many friends.
I guess I've kind of made up for that now.
And I nearly jeopardized that by refusing to help you.
Look, friends have their ups and downs.
And the good ones stick through it all.
You'll get used to it.
Trust me.
Come on.
So...
you never actually told me who won that game of tetherball.
It was a draw.
Rick.
Okay, well, if you really want to know the truth, here's what happened.
All right, you like that, fool?
Huh?
School's in session.
You hear that bell?
Professor Wright presiding!
(LAUGHTER)
You like that, fool, huh?
You like that?
You hear that bell?
You like that, fool?
School's in session!
- (GRUNTS)
- (LAUGHTER)