Magnum P.I.

Break!

Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go.

Blue 52, blue 52. Hut, hut, hike!

Rick, it's a simple stakeout.

I've heard that before.

You know, I'm still paying for the damage to the club's boat

from the last time you borrowed it.

I thought you said it was insured.

Apparently not for bullet holes.

Doesn't Robin have a yacht?

I live in his guest house. I drive his Ferrari.

I-I can't ask him for any more favors.

Here's an idea: don't ask.

Yeah. You mooch everything else. Why stop now?

It's true.

Here we go, here we go.

Yeah, yeah! Come on, let's go!

Go, go! Go, Makoa!

Ooh, that's all day, baby.

Good game, good game.

Man, that kid gets better and better every game.

Yeah, and we know it can't be from the coaching.

Mak-man,

you keep this up through next season,

you definitely have a shot at that scholarship

to Saint Lou High.

I'm proud of you, man.MAN: Makoa!

Coach, I got to go.

Good game, bud.

What's up with Mr. Friendly?

Never shows up to the games.

Only picks up his kid afterwards.

Hani's all right.

Just been hard since his wife passed away last year.

He works two jobs to support him and Mak.

So cut him some slack, Orville.

Single father,

two jobs... I don't know, it kind of sounds like your pops.

Yeah, that hadn't occurred to me.

What's that?

Nothing. Get in.

Higgins, it's-it's me again.

Can you come out here, please?

Can you do something about these velociraptors?

Easy, lads.

Took your sweet time, didn't you?

Just like you took your sweet time

cleaning up the mess you made

on Mr. Masters' yacht the other night.

Is that what this is about?

I was trapped in my car for ten minutes.

Bad enough that you take your employer's vessel

without asking permission...

It was an emergency. I was working on a case.

Oh, please.

Empty beer bottles, pizza boxes,

a bikini top hanging from the mast?

A friend stopped by. She's European.

They don't like tops.

Oh, spare me.

This mess is your responsibility, Magnum.

You, and you alone, need to...

sterilize the area

with extreme prejudice.

Oh, unless of course you want me to inform Mr. Masters

that his "personal security consultant" hijacked his boat.

No, no, we don't want that.

I-I will clean the boat.

Splendid.

Come, lads.

TC, what's up?

I need your help. It's Makoa.

Kid's never missed a single practice before.

Now he's missed two in the last few days.

I called his school.

They said he's been absent since the weekend.

You try calling his father?

Tried, yeah. I left texts, messages.

He's not getting back to me.

I just swung by their house in Nanakuli.

Place looks empty, locked up.

I'm worried, Thomas.

I-I feel you, man. Just take a breath.

Look, I know you got a weird vibe about Hani.

He's just-he's just not social, you know?

But he's a good man. He loves his son.

You don't have to sell me.

I'm your brother.

You had me at "help."

TC was personally invested

in every kid from his football team,

but Makoa was like a kindred spirit.

When TC's mom abandoned her family,

his father stepped up, gave TC a decent upbringing

and became something of a hero to him.

That's why TC loves being a surrogate dad for at-risk kids

and just another reason why I'd do anything for him.

Aloha?

Anybody home?

That's not right.

What ain't right?

Cereal. It's Fruity Nut Puffs.

That's some real impressive detective work, Thomas.

Listen to me.

Fruity Nut Puffs swell up and get soggy

after ten minutes in milk. These...

What are you doing?

It's warm.

Makoa?

You can come out now.

Mak.

You know who this is.

Huddle up.

Come here, cuz. What's going on, man?

What you hiding for?

I thought you were Child Welfare.

Why would Child Welfare be here, Mak?

Where's your father?

Arrested.

Arrested for what?

: About a year ago,

Hani got himself tagged for public intoxication,

spent the night in the drunk tank.

I posted his bail.

He was still reeling from the death of his wife.

I thought he stopped drinking, but...

Why don't we swing by HPD?

Maybe they'll kick him

if I promise to get him into a program.

You gonna see my dad? I want to come.

A'ight, little man, come on.

We'll all go together.

Let's go, bud.

I can't help you, Magnum.

I got no info.

You're gonna have to talk to the detective in charge.

Okay, so, point me to who's in charge.

Right behind you, Magnum.

So, what's your interest in this?

Hani Iona's a friend of ours.

Wait. You work Major Crimes, Katsumoto.

Since when do you handle drunk and disorderly?

What D&D? This is a murder case.

Your pal's our prime suspect.

Vic's name is Dr. Ellis Mason.

Lived on Kauai, worked in Honolulu.

One of those concierge MDs.

And the body was found in a parking garage

by a couple of tourists

who also saw a Saturn fleeing the scene.

And when unis pulled over your friend,

he seemed extremely nervous,

so we brought him in for questioning.

That sounds pretty circumstantial.

Damn right it does.

You test him for gunshot residue?

Uh, GSR results were inconclusive, but...

we did find blood on his shoes.

Did Hani say what he was doing in the parking garage?

He claims he was a patient and Mason said to meet him there.

But he's not on Mason's patient roster.

Also,

the trunk of Mason's BMW

contained supplies of PEDs.

Steroids. So, Mason

was doing some dealing on the side.

You tell me. Any reason

for your friend might be interested in PEDs?

No. Hell no.

No way do I believe Hani is juicing his son.

I-I didn't say that.Yeah, but you were thinking it.

What makes you so sure Hani didn't kill this guy?

'Cause I know him. It's not in his nature.

Remember that story you told Rick and me

about when you were a kid,

your father got picked up on suspicion of bank robbery?

The charges were dropped.

That's exactly my point. Maybe you're projecting

your father's innocence on a man

that-that you don't know as well as you think you do.

Don't strain yourself reaching, TM.

Look, one thing has nothing to do with the other.

I know Hani enough to know that he would never do something

to risk losing his son.

Yeah, well, I'd have to hear that from Hani himself

and Katsumoto is not gonna let anybody talk to him

except for his lawyer.Okay.

Let's find a lawyer to help sneak you inside.

They'd be risking their career.

Where are we supposed to find a lawyer

with murky morals like that?

Thomas.

Ain't that a friend of Rick's?

Aloha, honey.

Vanessa Nero, Attorney at Law.

I'm here to speak to my client, Hani, uh...

Uh, Hani Iona.

Legal teams only.

Oh, Mr. Magnuson--

he's been a trusted investigator