[upbeat music]
SINGER: ♪ Free my brain ♪
♪ Burn away these chains ♪
♪ There's a light from the sun… ♪
KALIA ROAD WAIKIKI
Hey. Guys say you met Derek Jeter.
That true?
Yeah, once.
How's that happen to a malihini like you?
You're just a baby.
I played for the Honolulu Sharks for a minute.
He, uh, came to visit once.
How'd you end up here?
Blew out my UCL.
By the time my elbow healed, Hawaii Winter Baseball folded.
So here I am.
What's up with this white van?
Oh. That's just Manny. He delivers bread.
No worries, brah. You'll learn the route soon enough.
It's only your first day.
[knocks]
[muffled knocking from back]
[tense music]
[indistinct chatter]
[tense music]
We good?
We're good.
[tense music]
[gunshots]
Kid, look out!
Please.
My wife's about to have a baby.
[ Hawaii Five-O theme song plays]
[upbeat music]
[hammering]
KAMEKONA: Hey, you tired yet?
I'm not hiring your brothers. Okay?
Best contractors on the island, brah.
Save you the sweat.
And doing it myself will save me the money.
You come around, and when you do,
I'll be right here to make that call.
All right, Kamekona? You want to hang around, that's fine.
Why don't you pick up a hammer and make yourself useful?
I already helped.
You come to me to cut you a deal on the wood,
this the best on the island.
You mean this?
You get what you paid for, brah.
This stuff don't grow on trees.
[door opens]
Yo.
-Hey. -Howzit, my haole.
Baby Huey. What's good?
What's the matter with you, huh?
We got a situation.
I've been calling you like you owe me money.
What are you talking about? I didn't hear my phone.
Called you like five, six times.
I believe you. I didn't hear my phone,
I left it right over here. Where's my phone?
You see my phone?
Oh. Oh… sorry.
You didn't feel that vibrating?
Ever?
Oh, that's what it was.
Here.
-You keep it. -You sure?
Yeah. You keep it.
[siren wailing]
It's an armored car heist.
Two dead, one hanging by a thread.
Kid's name is Jordan Townsend. He's 25.
This kid looks like he's 12.
What else we got?
Eyewitnesses say everything happened real fast.
All they can remember is that the shooters
were dressed like painters.
Some say there were two, some say there were ten.
You know how that goes.
Carl. Get these kids out of here, huh?
You got it. Let's go, kids.
-So where's the truck? -They jacked it.
They jacked it? Doesn't seem suspect to you?
Why not just take the cash?
Maybe our cowboys needed a horse.
Yeah, maybe, but driving around
in a stolen armored car's not exactly stealth.
CHIN: They were able to disable the GPS.
We're still looking for it.
Downtown Waikiki, broad daylight…
Obviously no regard for human life.
This is a bold crew.
All right, Chin, contact the HPD and the TSA.
Tell them we're looking for anybody trying to travel with
or unload a large amount of cash.
-Yeah. -All right, don't cancel
your lunch plans, we might be wrapping this one up
-sooner than you think. -Really?
Yeah. I just talked to the company rep.
Aeko Kula Security tags each bag
of cash with a tracking device.
Cash with LoJacked.
Yeah. It's all part of some
new secret security protocol
that started a couple weeks ago.
And you know what? We have a hit.
All we got to do now is follow the money.
Are you sure this is the place?
Yeah, the signal from the cash is coming from right here.
[tracker chirping]
Anyone up for a swim?
Ah, forgot to bring my board shorts.
Looks like the rookie is going swimming.
I'll go in with you.
DANNY: Very nice of you.
Sure you don't want to come for a swim?
No, you go ahead, uh… with your pants.
I'll just be here with a dry towel.
[playful music]
You know, you can create shortcuts on that thing.
Type a letter and it'll finish the word for you.
Just for the words you use a lot.
Well, then, I'd have to seriously consider
the words I use a lot.
CHIN: That you would.
We found the money.
And the truck.
They drove it right off the pier.
That was pretty smart.
Without the tracking device in the cash,
we might never have found it.
Uh, no chance the shooters are in there, right?
Trunk was empty, doors were open.
I get dumping the truck, but why the money?
Maybe this heist wasn't about the money.
[gunshots]
[indistinct chatter]
Takes a very specific type of psycho to jack an armored truck.
You've got guys with vests, guns already drawn…
Yeah, maybe they get a rush from it.
Psychos.
All right. All right.
Oh, what is that? Seaweed?
-Yeah, seaweed. -Oh. Oh!
Yeah, we'll… we'll take the front.
STEVE: All right, see what these guys left behind.
Besides the money.
KONO: Hey, they ripped up the dash,
like they were trying to look for something.
Yeah, these trucks come equipped with a smart black box.
Kinda like a flight recorder on a plane.
Records every move on video.
KONO: Yeah, the Aeko Kula rep said 24 hours' worth.
Could be useful to us.
Yeah, if they didn't put a bullet in it first.
You could fix that, though, right, cuz?
Little elbow grease and a prayer… maybe.
Mask, broken strap.
-This the only one back there? -Yeah.
Maybe there was a struggle. It got caught on something.
Wait a minute. Paramedic said that the guard
who was still alive, he had defensive wounds on his hands.
So he tried to rip a mask off…
Maybe he saw a face.
HAWAII MEDICAL CENTER
DANNY: What are the odds, huh?
Guy gets a bullet in the dome,
goes through four hours of brain surgery,
and he survives,
yet 150 people die every year
from falling coconuts.
It's a fact. I read it online.
What, so now you're not going to let Grace go near coconut trees?
Not without a helmet, I'm not.
Hi.
STEVE: Excuse me.
Uh, Camille Townsend?
Yes.
Hey, uh, I'm Steve McGarrett, from Five-O.
This is my partner, Detective Danny Williams.
We're investigating the shooting.
We're really sorry about what happened to your husband.
I warned him not to take that job.
That it was too dangerous, but…
he didn't listen to me.
We've been together since we were 18.
I just don't know how to be me without him.
Hey. You're not gonna have to worry about that.
Doctor said that he's strong,
and he's gonna pull through, so you got to be strong, too.
I heard that the other two men… didn't make it.
STEVE: No. They didn't.
Your husband might be the only witness to this crime,
so at some stage we're hoping we can talk to him.
Yeah, obviously it's the last thing on your mind right now,
but if you could, when he wakes up,
-please, give us a call. -Of course.
It was his first day.
Hey, listen. We're gonna do
everything we can to find out who did this
to him, and to you, all right?
Okay.
FIVE-O HEADQUARTERS
KONO: Pulled this from the security cam
at the loading dock.
There are four shooters.
This is the best frame we have.
Not much to go on.
All right, they knew we'd pull video.
That's why they're wearing masks and coveralls.
Exactly. Also not helpful is a group of painters
standing nearby, dressed exactly like our thieves.
-Probably not a coincidence. -KONO: Right.
So I put the video through our facial recognition software,
and I got a hit from the HPD mug shot database.
Gordon Smith.
Prior for two home robberies,
got out of Halawa six months ago.
I talked to his parole officer,
who said he missed today's meeting.
Okay. Um…
I'm not a rocket scientist,
but I think I know why he missed his meeting.
All right, well, let's set a meeting he won't miss.
Hey, hey, hey, man!
What are you doing, man? I didn't do nothing.
-[handcuffs clicking] -How'd you even find me?
Oh, your P.O. told us. You remember him?
He's the guy that you were supposed
to see this morning, but didn't, therefore,
you violated your parole. Huh?
So they sent Five-0 after me?
No, we don't care about that.
No, we don't, Gordon,
but what we care very much about
is why you missed your appointment.
So please tell me, tell me,
when did you go from boosting laptops
to capping people in the back of the head?
I don't know what you talking about.
That's not true. You were there.
Where?
Don't play dumb, Gordon. I hate that.
It's a personal pet peeve of mine, all right?
You were at Fort and King at 8:00 a.m. this morning, okay?
We have you on camera while
an armored truck heist is going down.
Look, man, I went straight
in the joint and found the Lord.
I didn't do nothing wrong.
All I did was answer an ad.
What ad?
Gavinslist
for paint work.
They said meet there wearing a white jumpsuit,
a hat, dust mask.
Offering $30 an hour, cash money.
I figured my P.O.
would be all right
if I miss our meeting for a job.
Who's the meet with?
I don't know. No one ever showed.
Left me standing there with a bunch of other dudes.
Then people started shooting, so I took off.
All right, go over there.
Don't give me a look.
I need some privacy.
-The ad was a fake. -Yeah.
Our shooters didn't want a group of painters.
They wanted a bunch of guys at the site
wearing exactly the same thing.
A bunch of clones to create mass confusion.
-That's it. -I think I'm gonna enjoy
catching these guys.
STEVE: We need to find out
when that Gavinslist ad
was posted and by whom.
Chin, you get anything off the box?
Well, I got what used to be something.
When our friend shot up the black box
it damaged the SD card that holds all the video.
I'm trying to get it out without making it worse,
-but it's slow going. -Ballistics came back.
It turns out the same guns were used
at a Waikiki bank heist a year ago.
Four perps wearing masks.
What was the target?
KONO: The internal vault at Oahu Federal Bank.
They killed two guards.
Got away with close to $4 million.
Wow. Any suspects?
No. Unfortunately, it happened during
the annual Koko Crater Classic Triathlon.
Streets were closed.
HPD was spread thin.
No one even knows how they got in or out.
But I ran the stats through an FBI database,
and in the last year, there have been high-end,
four-person robberies
in Boulder, San Diego
and Austin.
STEVE: Wait a minute.
All cities that host triathlons.
KONO: Bingo. And the heists
always happen during the race.
Okay, so this is their M.O.
They use an event like this as a diversion.
Guys, this city shuts down for the triathlon tomorrow.
-[cell phone rings] -Okay, all right,
if we're right,
this crew is probably planning another hit,
which means we have,
like, 18 hours before
somebody else is gonna wind up dead.
Okay. Thank you very much.
-Who's that? -Camille Townsend.
Jordan's awake and he's talking.
Let's hope he can I.D. his shooter.
DANNY: Ah…
[phone chimes]
[frustrated growl] Oh, come on, man.
What is with you today? Your phone is blowing up.
It's Rachel, all right?
The lawyers have decided that since we "activate each other,"
that e-mail would be a better form of communication.
Except I hate e-mail. I'm never sitting at a computer,
and I can't type on this thing 'cause I got goofy thumbs.
Why don't you try turning it sideways?
What's that gonna do?
It makes the things bigger. I'm just trying to help.
Commander McGarrett, Detective Williams,
I'm Meredith Michaels, Channel 9 News.
Do you have any leads on the armored car heist?
No comment.
What is the press even doing here?
We're going live in ten minutes.
I'm hoping to get a comment from Jordan Townsend,
the surviving guard.
Okay, turn that off, please, all right?
Jordan Townsend is a potential witness
for a double homicide, okay?
The people that did this,
they do not want him to talk. You understand that?
You putting his name out there, it only puts his safety at risk.
Jordan's condition was reported
from the crime scene three hours ago.
WOMAN [over P.A.]: Room 218, Code Blue.
Code Blue, room 218.
The doctor said everything was fine. I just went
and got some coffee. What happened in five minutes?
Did you catch that?
Yeah, why is he wearing a mask?
Hey, excuse me, Doctor.
Sir, sir, I'm talking to you.
[elevator bell dings]
Be my eyes.
[speed-dialing tones]
DANNY: Okay, three…
…four…
five…
Five. He stopped at five.
[elevator bell dings]
Hey, tell me something.
Who can outrun an elevator
going hand over hand up a cable?
Besides you? I have no idea.
I got the whole hospital on lockdown.
Yeah, but without a face, we don't know
who we're looking for.
I got two uniforms at Jordan's door
and I got security at every exit.
Still nothing.
How's Jordan?
Doctor said he suffered. an embolism.
Took air through a syringe through his IV.
He's unconscious. They're looking after him right now.
What about Camille?
Her husband almost died twice today.
What do you think?
I think if Jordan was targeted,
he must've seen something.
-[phone rings] -Kono.
That Gavinslist ad for painters?
I tracked down the IP address through a WiFi router.
It was posted from a chiropractor's office
in Kaimuki.
[suspenseful music]
-Clear. -Clear here.
I got blood!
DANNY: Yeah, me too.
Building manager said Dr. Kinkirk's been out
of town for the last three weeks.
Had no idea the office even had people in it.
-Is that blood? -Yeah.
Looks like our guys are dopers.
What does that mean?
You draw a pint of your own blood,
your store it in the fridge, and then you reinject it days later.
Why, what for?
Increases your red cell count
and it allows your muscles
to work harder for up to 12 hours.
Some SEALs in Coronado would do it
before their underwater drills.
Kinda like an all-natural steroid.
Yeah, for vampires.
STEVE: Or ultra-endurance athletes.
If these guys are dopers, maybe our shooters
are gonna be in the triathlon for real.
It would explain the Tarzan
stuff in the elevator.
It's a perfect alibi. You pull a heist
in the middle, you still finish the race,
but you claim to have been in the race the whole time.
It's perfect.
Where's he go…? Where are you going?
Oh, they got a cleaning crew for that, babe.
Do you need help?
Oh! Oh, I get it!
Steve the Science guy is back.
I need a print.
Boss, I have a-- I have a print kit in my car.
There's no time.
[shutter clicks]
Yeah, I got the print. I'm running it now.
Okay, did you get anything off the SD card
from the black box?
After all that, it's empty
as in brand-new.
The thieves must've switched it out
with the real one before they shot up the box.
I don't understand. Why go to all the trouble?
Probably for the same reason
they drove the truck off the pier;
they want to slow us down and create another diversion.
They weren't just covering their tracks.
They were covering what they stole.
They wanted the video off that card.
Yeah, but what for?
I asked myself the same question.
So I pulled the video off another truck
in Aeko Kula's fleet.
Their cameras cover four different angles
including the driver's side and the front.
STEVE: Okay, so they got video footage of what,
entry points, of gates…
Wait a minute.
They've also got a peek at every pass code on that truck's route.
The video was the whole reason they stole the truck.
This whole thing is recon for their next hit.
I mean, having that information is almost as good
as having the keys.
Chin, we need to break down all the stops
on Jordan's route, okay,
and start narrowing in on potential targets.
[computer beeping]
Hey, I just got a hit
from the fingerprint on the blood bag.
It's a local guy named Kai Rollins.
He's in the system for a string of liquor store robberies.
All right, where do we find him?
-You need a spot, Kai? -Nah, I got it.
Come on. I insist.
Can I help you?
Let's talk story.
First thing I want to know is what you were doing
at Kinkirk's Chiropractic?
Never heard of it.
I think you have.
Fo'real?
DANNY: What is a human life worth
to you, Kai? $25,000? $35,000?
$45,000? Half a million? What?
Personally, I think it's relative.
I mean, every human life has got to be worth
a different amount, right?
Stop!
Stop what? You want some more weight?
-What'd he say? -I'll put--
-we'll put more weight. -More weight.
That should be easy for you, right?
You got that extra pint of blood
pumping through your veins.
Give you that big boost.
Is this about the doping?
No, it's about jacking an armored car
-and shooting three people. -Your fingerprints,
they're on a blood bag at a doctor's office.
Look, my girlfriend does housekeeping for that building.
Dr. Kinkirk travels a lot, so I use the office sometimes
to supply doping equipment to the triathletes.
[gasps]
Help them draw blood.
[grunting]
You might have found one of my bags,
but I don't know anything about…
[straining]: an armored car heist.
STEVE: I need a name, Kai. I mean,
group of four-- see what you can remember.
There was a woman.
Sabrina something.
Lives local.
[high-pitched]: Needed supplies for four.
What do you think?
It's something.
A woman named Sabrina, Kai.
[sighing with relief]
Taut, buddy. Real taut.
[upbeat music]
DANNY: You know, I just had a thought.
-Don't hurt yourself. -That's funny.
We're going after this Sabrina person
based on-on the statement of a meathead.
Well, she's the only Sabrina
on the triathlon roster who lives on the island.
-That's true. -Matches his description.
Why, what are you getting at?
DANNY: Well, we have Gordon on tape
at the crime scene, we have Kai's fingerprints.
All this lady did was go out and buy some medical supplies
and enter a triathlon.
Last time I checked, neither of those are illegal.
We can't go knock down her door
and pin her to the ground, you know what I mean?
Okay, is there a plan of attack in there somewhere?
Absolutely.
We sit on her, we wait,
we see who comes, we see who goes.
I mean, we got three accomplices we're looking for,
-right? -Right. Well, Danny,
these people use bystanders for target practice,
okay, and if they are using the race as a cover,
then we only have 14 hours
before they pull their next heist.
Exactly, without hard evidence,
we need to catch 'em in the act
or else we're going to spook 'em, scare 'em,
and then we won't catch 'em at all.
Why are you going this way?
This is the street where Sabrina James rents a house.
Kono pulled the information off her triathlon application.
The house is rented to a Seth James, her husband.
-Check your e-mail. -E-mail.
I know. I know. Turn it sideways.
KAHALA
Okay. Uh, so you realize we can't see anything.
I know.
Mm-hmm. Not exactly optimal
for our, uh, "let's sit on them" plan.
I just said I know.
-Why are you so angry? -Because I am an angry person.
Okay? Can you just pull up? Please.
To where? This is their house.
Just, please, okay? I know somebody.
Please.
Danny, what are you doing here?
Uh, I need a favor.
How did you even get in the gate?
Because he code is still Grace's birthday.
I told you to change it 15,000 times,
but you don't listen to me.
So, perhaps, you'd care to explain
what it is you're doing on my front porch
and who your friend is with the luggage.
Uh, this is my partner, Steve McGarrett.
Steve, this is my lovely ex-wife, Rachel.
RACHEL: Absolutely not.
DANNY: Okay, then I'll just talk to Stanley.
Okay, he's a goof,
but at least he'll listen to reason.
-Stanley! -Stan is on a business trip
to Indonesia.
You know, I knew that you would find a way
to engage with me while he was gone.
DANNY: Okay, this has nothing to do with you and I.
You have potential murder suspects living next door.
We just need access so we can surveil.
Surveil?
STEVE: Yeah. Yeah, surveil,
and then we'll be out of your hair.
Trust me--they're bad people.
You don't want them walking around your neighborhood.
You got Grace and, you know…
Have you noticed anything unusual about their behavior?
RACHEL: Not unusual.
I think they moved in a few months ago.
They're renters.
-What's that supposed to mean? -RACHEL: Nothing.
Just that they're only here for a short time.
They tend to keep to themselves.
Sorry. You had a rather large chip there.
-Ah. -STEVE: Okay, Rachel, I know
that this isn't ideal, but we don't have much time
and we need your help.
Very well. The two of you can do what you like.
I'm picking Grace up from school and checking into a hotel.
Uh, you can't do that.
-I'm not your suspect. -STEVE: I understand that,
but we all just need to act normal.
Uh, if you start breaking routines,
they may get suspicious.
Oh, Rachel, I got an idea.
Why don't you take Gracie over to Laura's for a sleepover,
'cause she's only been asking for, like, three months.
RACHEL: And I'm supposed to just stay here?
DANNY: I'm not thrilled about the situation, either.
This-- no.
STEVE: So, uh, if it's all good, we'll, uh,
find a spot upstairs, and we can get
a good vantage point on the house next door and…
get to work.
This is… this is ridiculous, okay?
Nobody needs a bed this big.
I mean, my whole apartment could fit into this bed frame.
It's over compensation. It's… it's absurd.
I mean, this room-- it does have the best view, Danny.
You're having fun with this? You're enjoying this?
I want to rip my face off, and you're enjoying this?
Would anyone like tea?
Do not mock me, Daniel.
I wasn't mocking you. I wasn't mocking you.
I think it's cute. We're doing a stakeout,
and you're offering teatime.
RACHEL: It's called civilization.
Would you care for anything, Commander McGarrett?
No, thank you, Rachel.
Um, but could you tell me how many people live next door?
-Just a couple. -So two?
Last I checked, that's what a couple was.
Mm-hmm. That's cute.
Oh, you know what we should do?
Uh, we're about to take them down,
so maybe beforehand, we invite them over
for a game of tennis-- tea and tennis.
Bite me.
That's very civilized.
[laughing]: She's cool, man.
She's cool. I don't know how you got her.
How did I get her?
Hey. I am a good catch.
No, really, how'd you get her?
[sighs]
Seriously, uh, she hit me.
-STEVE: She hit you? -Yeah.
STEVE: She hit you with what? With her fists?
Like in the face?
No, no, no. She, uh…
she was new to the States, and, uh,
she wasn't used to driving on the right side of the road.
And, um, she saw a cop car
and she got flustered, so she rear-ended me.
All right, so I get out of the car,
and I offered to give her driving lessons
instead of giving her a ticket.
Pretty smooth, bud.
Yeah, well, I was just… just being nice.
And she did have a very nice tushie.
Apparently, the, uh, the London School of Economics
does not have driver's ed,
so driving lessons turned into dates,
and then dates turned into a two-bedroom in Weehawken.
She woke up married to a cop.
That's not so bad.
No. Uh, that's what I thought, but…
All right. We're up and running here.
[upbeat music]
[crickets chirping]
Enjoying your tea?
STEVE: Yeah, I like tea. You want… you want a cup?
No. I'm good. Thanks.
We got movement.
STEVE: All right. You want some fresh air?
-Uh, yeah. -Go.
Okay, guys.
We got the suspects-- they're heading south
in a maroon SUV.
CHIN: Copy that. We're on it.
KONO: Think they're going on a dry run?
Let's hope so.
We got to find out what they're after.
All right, I'm in.
STEVE: What do you got? You got anything?
DANY: No, I don't have anything yet
in the seven seconds I've been here, okay?
No guns, no plans for world domination
next to the cereal box.
Nothing. Can I have a couple seconds, please?
So what happened to you two anyway?
DANNY: Happened with you two who?
-What are you talking about? -STEVE: You and Rachel.
[bag crinkling]
You're breaking up. I can't hear you.
I'm going to send you something right now.
Looks like a map of downtown,
highlighted.
I think I just successfully sent a photograph.
All right, I got, uh, registration packets,
some sort of electronic bracelet.
You know, long-distance races issue
digital timing chips to all participants.
They keeps track of time, they record GPS locations.
Just send me the numbers. We'll try to keep a tab on them
when they're in the race.
DANNY: When did exercise get so complicated?
KONO: And there it is--
the third time we've passed the Moana Surfrider.
We're going in circles.
Do you think they know we're tailing them?
No. I've kept eyes on all their mirrors.
They're not looking at us.
Then, what are they looking at?
I don't know. This whole strip is door-to-door jewelry stores.
All high-value targets.
We can put HPD on alert, but…
where do we tell them to start?
I thought they were taking the armored truck route.
This doesn't match up.
Yeah, and that's the fourth triathlon blockade we passed.
We keep going off the triathlon route.
What if they're not casing the target?
What if they're mapping their escape route?
[suspenseful music]
RACHE: How's it going?
STEVE: Kind of slow, actually.
Hey, I'm sorry again to invade your space.
RACHEL: It's all right.
Sometimes I let my emotions get the better of me.
What's that?
That's Danny.
So he's in there in the house with the killers?
STEVE: Yeah, he's okay, though.
He's… he's alone.
No one there.
You know, um, you don't have to worry.
Danny's a great cop.
He… he knows what he's doing.
I know.
I used to tell myself that every day he went to work.
Did it help?
Not really.
STEVE: Danny, Danny, you got to move, man.
I got the other two suspects coming in through the garage.
-Nice lead time, buddy. -STEVE: I'm sorry.
They're going to be in there any second.
-Go, go! -[door closing]
Have you got any flammables in the garage?
-Any kerosene, gasoline? -What?
Danny's in trouble, okay?
I got to create a diversion.
Oh. I have a thought.
Did you leave that open?
WOMAN: No.
Maybe Sabrina.
Can you grab some more protein bars?
[tires screeching, crashing]
MAN: What the hell was that?
[steam hissing]
RACEHEL: Oh… oh, God.
I'm… I'm so sorry. I…
This is not my house or my gate.
I'm-I'm… I'm sorry.
I… perhaps, um…
Stan's going to have my head.
Uh, we need to exchange the…
insurance and…
get your name and… fix it.
I'm sorry.
I'm really sorry.
I… had a bit of…
…G and T.
[rattling]
[clears throat]
[exhales]
Names, though I'm fairly certain they're fake.
Maybe you can get prints off the pen.
"Prints off the pen"?
I was married to a cop, remember?
That was the extent of our pillow talk.
Danny: Okay, Rachel, that's not right.
That's not true. Not always.
Okay, not always, but sometimes.
What happened?
It had a little chat with the neighbor's gate.
Nice work. Thank you.
I feel like I've seen this trick before.
Well, worked once, right?
Excuse me?
I'm sorry, um…
Are you implying that when you hit me,
when we met, you did it on purpose?
STEVE [over earpiece]: Danny, game time.
Hold on.
STEVE: Suspects are leaving for the race.
I'll meet you at the car.
Okay, um, I need a laptop.
-You have a laptop? -What for?
I need, uh…
I need to see what's on this.
[upbeat music]
[crowd applauding and cheering]
MAN: Racers, ready?
[cheering]
SINGER: ♪ Get your silk suits on get your silk suits on ♪
♪ Ain't nobody else that's got it goin on ♪
♪ Get your silk suits on get your silk suits on ♪
♪ I love it baby when you got your silk suits on ♪
♪ I wanna tell you something ♪
♪ I wanna tell you right now ♪
♪ I'm gonna tell you one thing ♪
♪ And there's one thing baby that I'd like to say ♪
♪ That your silk suits look good honey any old day ♪
CHIN: Our crew's still in the water.
So far, nothing out of the ordinary.
Right, but we still don't know what the target is.
Kono had HPD alert all the banks and high-end jewelry stores
along the triathlon's route.
Okay, how are you going there, Kitty?
Not good.
CHIN: Is that how they do it in Jersey?
DANNY: No, it's not how they do it in Jersey.
This is Grace's computer.
It's the only one Rachel could give me.
And whatever's on this flash drive
is taking forever to load.
It's the biggest file in the history of files.
KONO: The names that Rachel got from the neighbors?
They didn't check out.
But their prints came back: Aaron and Kim Rockwell.
And I also contacted the triathlon.
They said that all four of our suspects
finished the race last year.
Average times, but they did finish.
CHIN: All right, so now we wait for them to go off course.
KONO: Or we get them earlier.
Aaron used to work for Oahu Federal Bank last year
at the time of the heist.
DANNY: It's enough to detain them on probable cause.
CHIN: Hey, RFID signal
shows our four perps leaving the water,
getting onto their bikes.
Let's go.
[crowd applauding and cheering]
Coming up. Chin!
Coming up. Coming up.
Here they come.
CHIN: One, two, three and four.
Right here. One, two, three, and four.
-Stop! Stop! -Take your helmet off.
Helmets off.
-What? -It's not them.
They tagged these riders with their tracking chips.
Which means they're pulling the heist right now.
[suspenseful music]
[crowd applauding and cheering]
Hey.
DANNY: All right, so, uh, looks like they dumped video
from the truck's SD card onto this flash drive.
All the footage is of a place called Bobrow Imports,
a South African diamond-trading conglomerate.
That's our target for sure.
Millions in diamonds are easier to transport
than millions in cash.
KONO: Hey, I know that building.
It's, like, three blocks from here.
Okay, well, cars are never going to be able to cut through this.
So let's go.
[suspenseful music]
[buzzer sounds]
Forty-five seconds before motion sensors reacclimate.
Ready, three, two, one!
[loud explosion]
Kono, I need you on that roof.
Copy that.
Okay, I'm in position.
I don't see…
Wait, hang on.
They're exiting the building from the Mauka side.
All four them.
They're dressed as racers with black lumbar packs.
STEVE: Kono, talk to me. Tell me what's happening.
KONO: They're splitting up!
They're taking the four routes from the map.
I'm coming down, I'm going to take Mission.
-All right, this way. -I'm on four.
[cheering]
[thud]
Hands behind your back. Hands behind your back.
Hands behind your back!
Ride's over.
[groaning]
Whoa, brah, your arm's all bust up?
I think it's broke, man.
Let me help you with that.
-[grunting] -[screaming in pain]
[grunts]
[yelping and grunting]
How's that sand taste?
[grunts]
[dramatic music]
[machine beeps rhythmically]
I can't thank you guys enough.
DANNY: Well, you don't have to thank us.
Save your energy. You got to take care of that kid.
STEVE: Jordan, when you're feeling up to it,
we're gonna show you some photos, okay?
DANNY: D.A.'s gonna ask you to point out the shooter
-if you can. -Of course.
Any time.
I feel okay, actually. I just…
I'm so sorry to put Cami through all this.
Oh, no. I'm fine, babe.
We're fine.
Everything's fine.
Now.
DANNY: Thanks for letting me use your computer.
Did you catch the bad guys?
Did I catch… Who are you talking to?
You always catch the bad guys.
That's true.
All right.
I made this for you.
Thank you so much.
I mean, I'm…
I'm the luckiest guy in the world.
I love you. Come here.
[smooches] Thank you, baby.
Love you, Danno.
I love you more.
Raised a good kid.
RACHEL: Yes. We did do something right.
What time do you want me to pick her up next weekend?
I'll call you.
Okay.
[upbeat music]
Everything all right?
Yeah.
You want to hit Side Street?
It's on me.
Yeah.
SINGER: ♪ I'll face the wall and the day again ♪
♪ See if she won't buy some wine ♪
♪ We'll take two to the restaurant ♪
♪ And fight it out with our wives in the basement ♪
♪ I pulled the tears out of that face ♪
♪ Head long in the right place ♪