Hawaii Five-0

- Whoa. - This is so awesome.

Check this place out.

I can see the whole ocean.

Oh, um, here's fine.

It's like three regular rooms put together.

Cool! Look at all these snacks.

Look at this view.

I call this bed. Thanks.

Bryan, it's amazing.

Well, this trip's been a long time coming.

Figured I'd go big.

Mom, can I have these jelly beans?

If she gets jelly beans, then I'm watching

Hot Tub Time Machine 2.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Nobody's gonna watch or eat anything.

We came to Hawaii for a nice family vacation,

not to sit in a hotel room,

binging on candy and pay-per-view.

They're just restless from being on planes all day.

Okay, look, tell you what.

Why don't you take them down to the pool for some lunch?

I'll unpack everything, bring down the suits,

we all go for a swim? Yeah?

Yeah. All right.

Whoa, come on, come on, come on.

- Let's go, let's go. - Yeah, finally.

You're a lock for dad of the year.

Get out of here.

Gee, thanks, Dad. You're the best.

Yeah, let's get some towels. Oh, my God.

So we are going to play in the lazy river,

and we are going to play in the foam...

(Hawaii Five-O theme song plays)

== sync, corrected by elderman == @elder_man

- Kill you! Why you did that? - I'm sorry!

What makes you the boss?! I love you!

I'm sorry! I l... No! I love you!

- Aah...! - I'm sorry!

You son of a gun. No!

Hey, hey, hey! What the hell's going on here?

Thank God you're here.

You got to talk some sense into my cousin.

What are you doing?

Flippa decided to enter us into Shrimpapalooza.

Is that a real thing?

Oh-oh, it's legit.

It's this shrimp cook-off

that was started by one of the food blogs.

We win that, our Yelp rating will explode.

Well, that's great.

It sounds like it would be great for business, no?

Yeah, except the part he forgot to mention.

We're competing against Choy.

Sam Choy?

The Sam Choy, celebrity chef?

And godfather of Hawaiian cuisine.

And when we lose to him,

it's gonna kill our rep and my business.

Listen to me, you're losing

to a local culinary legend, there's no shame in that.

Bruddah, read the sign.

No one's gonna eat second best shrimp.

Ugh, I'm gonna kill you.

Is that gonna solve... gonna solve anything?

Huh? It won't.

But it gonna feel real good.

Listen, I might know somebody who can help.

But do you think you can refrain from murdering Flippa

while I make a call?

Yeah.

Can I mess him up just a little bit?

No. No!

Clear a path.

Get out of the way.

Get out of the way!

Vic's name is Bryan Wallace.

Just got here from Grand Rapids, Michigan.

15 minutes after he checks in the hotel,

gets shot at point-blank range.

Any witnesses?

No, not yet.

His family was at the pool when the whole thing happened.

From what we can make of it, it just looks like a robbery.

Well, according to the wife, the only suitcase that's missing

is the husband's carry-on.

What was in it? She doesn't know.

She says it's the only bag she didn't pack herself.

Okay, so our shooter ignores all these valuables,

grabs what he came for, and then just takes off.

Clearly, he was after something

that our victim brought with him,

and he was willing to kill for it.

The question is-- what?

We've been taking statements

from anyone who was in or around the lobby

at the time of the shooting.

So far, no one recalls seeing anyone suspicious.

Okay, what about security cameras?

Got my best guy poring through the footage as we speak.

Great.

Officer Kai,

back in the saddle.

I told Gene here I used to work this gig over at the Marriott.

He was kind enough to let me take the wheel.

Well, you still got the touch, I see.

Indeed, I do.

But, full disclosure,

your window of opportunity has finally closed.

I've been in an exclusive relationship for three weeks.

Really?

Hmm, well, who's the lucky girl?

Her name is Brenda.

Met her at a karaoke bar.

My rendition of "Love Is a Battlefield" closed the deal.

Bold choice.

I'm sure you hit those high notes.

Check out this suitcase.

Yeah, that matches the description of our stolen bag.

Can you punch in on those tags?

Sure.

Flight 27 out of Gerald Ford.

That's the same flight our victim flew in on.

Then that's our shooter.

Yeah, we still need to I.D. him.

Can you pull every angle we have on this guy?

You got it, sistah.

Just heard from the hospital.

The bullet's lodged inches away from Wallace's heart.

He's in surgery now, but it's pretty much touch and go.

Well, let's hope he pulls through.

Yeah.

So I had TSA send over the X-ray of our stolen bag.

It was scanned right before Wallace boarded his flight

in Grand Rapids.

What do we got?

Some clothes, toiletries, couple of magazines.

That's hardly anything worth shooting somebody over.

Which means there's something here that we're not seeing.

Or maybe this ain't about the bag.

You think this robbery might be a smoke screen for a hit?

Yeah, it could be.

Here we are talking about a suitcase

instead of asking who might want Wallace dead.

Well, maybe that's the question we need to ask.

Don't think this is a good plan, brah.

It's the only one we got.

Oh, Steve McGarrett. How are you? Konnichi wa.

Konnichi wa, Chef Morimoto. Konnichi wa, konnichi wa.

Uh, my friend, Chef Kamekona.

Hi. Konnichi wa.

Oh, we just got fresh Ono.

So you must stay for lunch.

I got to rain-check today, chef.

But, uh, I was kind of hoping you could do

my friend Kamekona a favor.

Right, well, you see, chef,

I'm competing in a shrimp cook-off

and the competition is mad intense.

I'm gonna really have to bring it to have a chance.

So we figured-- who better to help me step up my game

than an actual Iron Chef.

Oh, you want me to teach you how to cook?

No.

I want you to teach me how to win.

Be my sensei.

Like Mr. Myagi in Karate Kid.

The movie?

Ralph Macchio?

Yes, Pat Morita.

Wax on. Wax off.

Yeah, "paint the fence," yeah.

But I'm not running cooking school.

So my answer is-- sorry, no.

Okay.

Sorry, big guy. Tried.

That's okay.

Maybe he'll give me a job washing dishes

when we lose to Choy.

Choy?

- You said Sam Choy? - Yeah, Sam Choy, yeah.

He's, uh, he's competing in the cook-off.

Okay, Daniel-San, I will train you.

And together we will destroy him, Sam Choy.

That's awesome.

Chef, domo arigato. Thank you.

Arigato.

Hey, congratulations.

I'll leave you to it.

Okay?

Yeah, Lou, what do you got?

Well, we looked into our Vic, Bryan Wallace.

This guy sure picked a hell of a time

to go on a Hawaiian vacation.

Why? What are you talking about?

Wallace lost his job as a consultant five months ago.

He hasn't collected a paycheck since.

Wait a minute. If he's broke and out of work,

what's he doing taking his family on an expensive trip?

That doesn't make any sense.