Hawaii Five-0

Previously on Hawaii Five-O...

We need a cop who doesn't think like a cop,

who isn't afraid to break the rules a little bit.

Or break somebody's nose.

Well, so, you heard about that?

Yeah, we heard that your training officer deserved it.

I found something.

The gun matches a slug found in Noriko.

As far as I'm concerned, prison would be letting her off easy.

She deserves worse.

A lot worse.

Adam just saved my brother's life.

I'm supposed to repay him by turning him in?

If Adam killed his sister,

you need to do he right thing.

Are you telling me there's a mole inside the CIA?

- Who is that? - It's Agent Greer.

She's playing both sides.

Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain.

We're getting ready to make our final descent into Honolulu

and should be on the ground in roughly ten minutes.

So if anyone needs to use the restroom before we land,

now would be the time.

I'm gonna hit the head.

Ladies and gentlemen,

the captain has illuminated the "fasten seatbelt" sign.

Please return to your seats

with your seat belts fastened, your tray tables stowed

and your seatbacks in their full, upright position.

Do exactly as I say.

Sir? Sir, I'm gonna have to have you return to...

Walk away now.

- Oh, my God. - Gun! He's got a gun.

- Face forward, or you die. - Oh, my God.

Please, whatever you're planning to do, I have a family.

Shut up!

[Hawaii Five-O theme song plays]

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What are you looking at?

Eddie.

What'd you do?

- What did I do? - What'd you do?

Tell you what happened.

Your stupid dog went digging

in your backyard.

Junior came out here this morning, you got money

flying around like we're at a-a strip club.

Okay?

- How much did we lose? - I don't know

how much we lost. We're gonna have to do a count.

You understand that? We're gonna do a count,

and if that dog ate any of the money,

you're gonna be in charge of finding out

if whatever he ate comes out, you know what I mean?

Hey, I think, uh, Eddie feels pretty bad

about what he did, if that's any consolation.

- No. It's not. Thanks, though. - I found most of the bills

that made it into the water. - Okay, good.

We need to get those dried, those cleaned,

get whatever's left in the bag and then tally it all up.

- Say it. Just say it. - I'm not saying anything.

Oh, good. You're maturing.

But you know what? Actually, to tell you the truth,

I think I would be irresponsible...

Here we go.

...if I didn't tell you how I think

that burying Kamekona's money in your backyard

was the stupidest, most ignorant, dumbest idea

you ever had in the nine years I've known you.

The dumbest. Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb,

dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb. - Okay, you done?

Uh-huh.

Good. 'Cause this is partly your fault.

- My fault? - Yeah, partly. Yeah.

- How is it my fault? - Okay, because you and Lou

were supposed to be over here

helping me and Junior dig that hole.

You guys never showed up, all right?

Then we had to leave

and go to work,

and if you had've shown up, put your back

into it for a minute,

that hole would have been deeper.

What I think he's trying to say is that, you know,

i-it wasn't the plan.

It was the execution of the plan that's the problem. Right?

- Yeah. Yeah. - Okay, okay, okay.

You guys want to know what I think now?

- Sure. Yeah. - I'm gonna tell you anyway.

I think what happened is,

is that this man behind me is so boring

that this dog got so bored

that he had nothing better to do than to dig in the backyard.

- That's what I think. Well... -What do you... I'm sorry.

- W-What are you talking about? - Yeah, everybody knows

you got to mentally stimulate your dog,

and if you don't, they act out. See that?

- You got to mentally stimulate the animal. - Look at this dog.

Look how stimulated this dog is. I talk to him every day.

- What do you mean he's feeling...? - That's the problem.

Come on, boy. You talk to him. You ever hear

what comes out of your mouth? You talk to the dog.

Buy it a toy. Buy it a stuffy.

Buy it a-a bone. Something.

A stuffy? A Stu...

- A bully stick. I don't know. - I-I know, buddy.

I hate it when Mom and Dad argue, too.

It's okay.

Well, don't just stand there and be handsome. Say something.

- How'd it go with the governor? - It went great.

The CIA was there delivering their brief,

and the good news is that the information we fed to Greer

led to the capture and arrest

of three members of the Chinese spy network.

And the bad news?

Bad news is that they must have wised up

to the trap we sprung, 'cause they pulled the rest

of their agents out of the field.

So why are you still pouting?

Nobody has any idea where Greer is.

All right, look,

you did what you thought you had to do with Greer.

It was the right thing at the time.

You let her go, you let her go.

- Don't be so hard on yourself. - Hold on.

Hold on, hold on, hold on. McGarrett.

Yes.

Yeah, we'll be right there.

A plane just made an emergency landing

at Honolulu International.

There was an explosion on board.

Well, that's something you don't see every day, huh?

Got that right.

FAA is in the process of trying to gather all the data

from the tower and from the black box.

If they can pinpoint

the exact coordinates where the door blew,

there's a chance we can figure out

where those two may have touched down.

Right.

If they didn't get sucked into the jet on the way out.

Okay.

Can we just take into consideration for a second

the difficulty of that jump?

There's very few people

that could have pulled that off. - Okay.

So who's this guy? He had to, uh...

he had to go through security.

- He had to have a ticket, right? - Nobody knows

who he is. They thought he was the air marshal.

He was sitting in the air marshal seat.

But the air marshal assigned to the flight never made it

onto the plane on account of he's dead.

Found his body in his house in Dallas

- a couple hours ago. - Okay.

So this guy's using the marshal's credentials

to bypass security. That explains how

he got the gun and the explosives on board the plane.

Why? Why-why go through all that trouble?

Right? Why not wait till the guy lands, uh...

pull up in your car, put him in your trunk?

Yeah, but we got to assume that whoever executed this plan

did so for a reason, right?

I mean, they had to have figured

that this was their best shot at grabbing this guy alive.

So, what's up with the victim?

Our victim is Jack Teague. He's a systems analyst

from Plano, Texas.

He works at one of those big telecoms

they got out there.

That's his wife and daughter

over there. According to the wife,

all they wanted to do was come out here

to spend a week at the Hilton.

- That's a nice start of a vacation. - Can I presume

she has no idea why this happened?

None. And I believe her.

According to this woman, her husband's a family man.

Good husband. Been working at his job

more than ten years.

The guy even coaches his daughter's soccer team

- on the weekend. - So what do you think?

A big case of mistaken identity or what?

Yeah.

Or there's a whole bunch we don't know about Jack Teague.

Well done, recruits.

If your intention

was to botch the crime scene,

make sure any evidence is not admissible in court,

that was some top-notch work.

Scene contamination.

What did we say about gloves?

U-Use them?

The use of gloves

does not guarantee that there will not be contamination.

Gloves themselves

may become contaminated through touching fluid,

blood, and through some not so obvious means,

like scratching your nose, Pearson,

or sneezing