Esimesed 200 rida.
You get it?
Here. Now make the call.
Get in.
That wasn't the deal.
The deal's changed.
Get in the car,
or your friend is dead.
Go.
*HAWAII FIVE-O* Season 09 Episode 22
Episode Title: "O ke kumu, o ka mana, ho'opuka 'ia"
Sync corrections by srjanapala
Damn, Joons.
Your dad had it going on.
Thanks. Yeah, it's not at all weird
to hear you crushing on my dad.
Crushing? No. I'm just
wondering how you could possibly share DNA with this man.
Okay.
All right, I'm gonna let that slide,
okay, since you're doing me a favor.
Oh, good, yes, very smart of you since you're getting a free
birthday gift for your dad out of this.
Hey, no, it's not entirely free. I still have to get a frame.
Where'd you find this photo anyway?
Did you recover it from the wreckage of the Titanic?
Very funny.
No, it's from an old album
I found in the back of my mom's closet.
- Oh. - All right, well,
I'll just blow past the lecture
about never going through a woman's closet but,
for future reference...
- don't do that. - Copy.
- Okay. - Okay.
That was their senior year.
It's hard to believe my parents were ever
this happy and carefree. You think can restore it?
Their carefree happiness? No.
- Oh, the picture. - Yeah.
Yeah, I can do the picture.
So I guess, uh, things are still okay with you and your dad?
Yeah.
They're better than okay. You know...
it's like there was this distance between us
when my sister died, but now it feels like it's-it's gone.
What changed?
Uh, he finally let himself grieve.
Turns out you can only bottle that stuff up for so long.
You are so in touch with your emotions.
No, I-I'm very tapped into my emotions. Yeah.
Wow. I mean, it's true, because I-I saw your Spotify.
Mm-hmm.
Is it legal to have that much Boyz II Men on a playlist?
I don't... I think that's illegal.
Hey, Adam, I was just gonna call you.
- You have a visitor. - Oh, yeah? Who?
Tamiko. She said she's a friend of yours.
She was pretty upset.
I kind of get the feeling
she was supposed to be somewhere else right now.
Anyway, Detective Williams
is out today, so I put her in his office.
All right. Thanks, Jer.
Adam!
I'm so sorry.
I didn't know who else I could talk to.
Hey, it's okay, it's okay.
I'm glad you found me.
Hey... hey.
Tell me what's going on.
Well, today is my wedding day...
Obviously... only my fiancé didn't show up to the ceremony.
And now he's missing.
I'm sorry.
- Do you think it's possible that he... - What, that he got cold feet?
Trust me, at this point...
I'm praying that's the case.
I take it you have reason to believe otherwise?
I'm so sorry, Noelani.
Dr. Chu. Oh, thank God you're okay.
I shouldn't have dragged you into this,
but I had no choice.
They took me from my house, showed me pictures of my kids.
- They know where they live. - Okay,
slow down. Just tell me what's going on.
What do they want from you?
They want me to perform an operation.
On who?
They wouldn't say.
All I know is...
the patient's aortic valve is failing
and he needs a new one.
And whoever it is obviously can't go through legit channels.
Which is where I come in.
I'm so sorry.
You're the only person I could think of
who had immediate access to a valve.
- Why did they choose you? - Who knows.
Make enough of those top ten surgeon lists,
people start to know your name.
Noelani, you're not just here to deliver the valve.
A procedure like this...
I can't do it on my own.
You want me to assist you in a valve transplant?
You know I only work on dead people now, right?
You had the best hands of anyone I ever trained,
which is good,
because there is no margin for error here.
If this guy dies...
they're not just going to kill me.
Hey.
Hey, Steve, this is Tamiko.
She and I grew up together.
Our, uh, families were friends back in Japan.
Tamiko, nice to meet you.
Nice to meet you.
Tamiko, will you tell Steve
what you told me about your fiancé?
It's okay, you can trust him.
Um...
I met him last year when he came to work for my family.
Our connection was instant.
With my father's blessing, we got engaged.
Recently, I could tell that something was...
bothering him.
And then he told me what.
His real name is Kevin Okada,
and he's an agent with the FBI.
- Okay. - He's been working undercover
in my father's organization.
Forgive me, who exactly is your father?
Hajime Masuda.
Uh, I presume your father
doesn't know this about your fiancé?
I am the only one who knows.
Well, that's what I thought.
But now that he's missing...
He's missing.
Tamiko...
tell him what happened last night.
Um...
my father summoned Kevin, unexpectedly,
to meet, said it was urgent.
I told myself it was just...
a father giving pre-wedding advice to his son-in-law.
With all due respect, Tamiko,
your father's the head of the yakuza,
so, I mean, some people would consider
an unplanned meeting something to worry about.
- Okay. - Kevin called me after
and said everything was fine.
Mm-hmm.
And when he didn't show up for the ceremony this morning,
I went to his hotel room looking for him.
Um...
That's when I found this.
What's it say?
"Traitor."
So still no luck tracking down our missing groom/FBI agent.
I tried to ping his phone but it's powered down,
so I put out a BOLO on his car.
I don't think he got cold feet.
I looked into his financials and there is no
large withdrawals, no plane tickets,
or any other purchases suggesting
- that he was planning to disappear. - What about the Feds?
They couldn't have been happy their undercover was marrying
into the family they were building a case against.
So, what, you think they pulled him out?
I mean, that would make sense if they knew about the wedding,
but I spoke with Okada's handler and he said
that they were completely in the dark
about the relationship between Okada and Tamiko.
Which leads us back to the most likely scenario.
His cover was blown
- and the yakuza killed him. - All right, I think
it's time we went and had a chat with the father of the bride.
Yeah, except Hajime Masuda's
one of the most powerful men on the Island.
He's basically untouchable.
Jerry's right.
That guy's not gonna talk to us.
No.
But he might talk to me.
Of course they send a familiar face.
Imagine I'll be more receptive.
Masuda-san, I mean no disrespect.
Yet you come to my home and ask me if I had anything to do
with the disappearance of my daughter's fiancé.
Well, did you?
That badge has certainly emboldened you, Mr. Noshimuri.
That wasn't an answer.
My time is valuable, and I have my daughter to tend to,
so let's stop talking in circles, shall we?
We both know this man was FBI.
But to answer your question,
no, I had nothing to do with his disappearance.
Really?
So you were going to let your daughter marry a man
whose goal was to take down
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