- Oh! - Dispatch,
this is van 19. We got a problem.
Dispatch, this is van 19.
We've been robbed.
♪ Oh, oh, let's go ♪
Look out!
What's this guy think he's doing?
♪ Oh, oh, let's go ♪
They split up. Stay on the yellow bike.
♪ Let's go ♪
Hands where we can see 'em!
Hey!
♪ Oh, oh, let's go ♪
♪ Let's go ♪
♪ Let's go. ♪
- Synced and corrected by synk - - www.addic7ed.com -
Okay, so, to recap: parent-teacher conference
on Tuesday, team snack on Wednesday,
call the roof repair guy
for what was supposed to be done yesterday.
Hey, wait, did Jake lose his retainer?
Oh, hey, I got to go.
Love you. Bye.
Wow. Getting some real super dad vibes here.
You know, it's all about efficient storage capacity.
Three kids, three different hobbies,
room for everything in its own compartment.
But, yeah, that's, uh, neither
here nor there. 'Sup?
Oh. Thank you.
Rough morning?
Let's just say a trifecta of the kid kerfuffles,
involving ruined science project,
Gracie's favorite sweater
and an emergency visit to the vet.
Is Pixie okay?
Yeah, she'll be fine. Eventually.
Look, have you ever considered taking a night off?
You know, maybe getting some Jesse time?
Yeah, I consider it every day.
What do we got here, boss?
Perfectly planned heist.
Started with a motorcycle chase and ended with one of our thieves
cliff jumping and escaping onto a waiting Jet Ski.
- Seriously? - Yeah.
What happened to the other suspects?
I don't know. They got away.
This is our only piece of evidence.
Whoa.
This isn't any old evidence.
This is a custom TN EN 300.
Yeah, she's a beauty.
Handmade in Italy.
I mean, pound for pound the most
capable dual sport bike on the market.
And the most expensive.
I didn't know you were a rider.
Yeah, you know, I was really into motocross in my youth,
and then I had kids and a cat named Pixie.
That's probably for the best. Looks dangerous.
And fun. Dangerous and fun.
Robbing banks?
It's totally dangerous and fun.
For criminals.
Well, not a lot of leads from the site of the cash grab.
Suspects stole about $150K,
special money earmarked for Pearl Harbor MWR.
Our jumper was the distraction.
Lead HPD away so the other two could escape with the cash.
So, our guys are clever.
And possibly clairvoyant.
Bank manager said this wasn't a regularly scheduled deposit.
- Heist crew have someone on the inside? - Don't know.
My team is questioning everyone who had knowledge of the drop.
Okay. Jesse, get the CCTV footage from the parking lot.
Let's get this bike to forensics.
These guys were good,
but even masters make mistakes.
That's impressive.
Illegal, but totally impressive.
Navy Credit Union is near a busy shopping area
down the block from a police dispatch center.
I mean, 70 different ways this heist goes wrong.
That's a lot of risk for $150K.
There was another $250,000
in the back of the truck they didn't take.
Was that a mistake?
No. Not a mistake.
The thieves were smart, not greedy.
They took what was available, they appeared to be unarmed,
seemed to have a blast the whole time.
Was more about the thrill than profit.
Is that from Zen and the Art of Office Supplies?
Just a theory.
Not that it's any of my business.
Forensics has some info on the bike. I'll keep you posted.
So, is this what you do now?
Hang out here and staple?
No, sometimes I collate.
I'm teaching a multi-agency seminar here at Pearl.
Oh. That's cool.
On what?
Unconventional Tactics in Modern Law Enforcement.
- Really? - Really.
Why? Don't like the title?
Oh, no. It's a great title. I-I-I'm sure you're an excellent
source on all kinds of tactics. Conventional.
Unconventional. Somewhere in the middle. Anyway...
See you later, Ernie.
Psst.
Yes, Ernie?
Sam tell you about the seminar he's teaching?
- He did. - He's telling everyone.
You think it's suspicious?
At the very least, it's odd.
NCIS sends their top OSP agent
all the way to Hawai'i to teach a class?
Yeah. I had the same feeling.
So, should we...
Yeah, you're right. I'll just go back to work.
Hey.
- How's boat life? - Eh, it's quiet and peaceful.
Maybe a little too quiet and peaceful.
I get that. Missing the action.
Not really.
- Focused on my seminar. - Seminar?
Oh, yeah.
You know, I would love to, uh, to attend.
See you do your thing.
Unfortunately, you can't.
Really?
And why's that, Sam?
Fully booked.
Well, that's too bad.
You know, you are free to use our coffee,
paper clips, staples, whatever you need.
My bullpen is your bullpen.
I've looked through every criminal database in the last 18 months.
Nothing even close to a motorbike heist.
Guess I'll go back farther?
Don't waste your time. Sam Hanna had an idea.
- Sam Hanna's still here? - He's teaching a seminar.
- Ooh. On what? - That's not the point.
Sam thinks the heist was more about
the art of the steal than the money.
Meaning?
Look at the means, not the end.
I've expanded our search
to crimes involving all sorts of adrenaline stunts,
- not just motorcycles. - $50,000
in luxury watches stolen from a high-rise in Dallas.
Yeah, the suspects escaped
hang gliding off the apartment's balcony.
That's definitely dramatic.
What else you got?
Mexico City. Two weeks ago.
The thieves base jumped off the Museum of Modern Art.
With a painting or something?
No. $30K from the museum safe.
So, Sam's right. It's about the thrill.
If these cases are connected.
They got to be connected. We just need to prove it.
Oh, it's Kai.
Forensics just recovered a faded sticker from the bike.
Looks like part of a barcode. Can you trace it?
It's a tracking label from an international trucking company.
They do concerts and expos.
Looks like the bike was transported
to the Port of Los Angeles from Mexico City a week ago.
Where the museum was robbed.
See? Connected. Sounds like our guys.
Can you figure out who picked up the bike in Hawai'i?
It was delivered
to a parking lot outside Aloha Stadium.
Why would an expensive custom bike be sent to a parking lot?
♪ Step aside, here comes trouble ♪
♪ Taking names... ♪
It's called the Hyperdrome Tour.
♪ Unleash the beast, ready to feast ♪
♪ Let me tell you little something bout me, me, me... ♪
Guess we found our adrenaline junkies.
What exactly is a Hyperdrome Tour?
It's the mecca of extreme sports touring shows
with some of the best athletes in the world.
I mean, I had no idea they were coming to Hawai'i.
Sensing you're a fan.
According to their website, they hit as many as 35 cities a year.
Doing dirt bike racing, uh, motocross,
and something involving inflatable ducks.
Oh, that last one isn't an actual sport,
but it's totally awesome.
So, it's like a daredevil circus.
Yeah, and the suspect circus as well.
Any one of these athletes is skilled enough
to be part of our heist team, not to mention some of the crew and fans.
Okay, so we split up.
See if we can recon the crowd. Suss out some intel.
What? You don't want to split up?
No, that's a good idea,
but I'm just not sure how much intel
you're gonna suss dressed like that.
You may want to just go back to the car
and, uh, just change.
Change what?
Everything.
Point taken.
Attention, all riders.
Report to the staging area for...
Hey, what are you doing, bro?
Hey, I was just checking out the carburetor
on this SV650. This a prototype?
We call it a "back the hell up and mind your own business."
Darrow, chill out, man.
Guy's just admiring the sleds.
- Let him check out the goods. - Yeah, whatever.
He comes close to the Dream Machine again, I'll break his fingers.
Sorry about that, brother.
We, uh, we had a couple bikes stolen last night.
Everyone's a little on edge, you know?
Aw, I'm sorry.
That sucks. Any idea who did it?
Not a clue. But to answer your question,
she is a prototype. Gets up to 75 horsepower.
I'm sorry, are you TJ Shaw,
three-time motocross champion?
Guilty as charged.
No way.
I saw you win the Budds Creek National in '03.
Oh, my God. Now you're just aging yourself, man.
Nobody did the Kiss of Death flip like you.
And when I was riding, I'd always have your voice in my head,
"Make every turn your first turn."
Never lose focus or momentum. I still tell the boys that.
Are you coaching now?
No, actually, I'm, uh...
head mechanic.
So I get to work on these beauties all day and night.
You still ride?
I wish, but you know, wife, kids, job
all kind of got in the way.
I wouldn't know, actually.
I ran away to the circus and never came back.
That sounds...
Hey, TJ, it was an honor, man.
Yeah, you, too.
Hope you can stick around, see these bad boys in action.
- All right? - Will do.
Wow, way to take the note.
Yeah, well, blending in worked.
I learned there were some bikes stolen last night.
Yeah, I heard the same thing. Any leads?
Eh, no.
The security cameras were switched off and no guards were around.
Thinking inside job?
Likely.
Spoke to the road manager, he gave me an employment roster of
everyone who works on the tour.
He also give you a full-time job?
So, we ran background checks on
all the Hyperdrome employees and athletes.
Any frontrunners for bike theft and bank heist?
Oh, about 30.
That's a lot of suspects.
Is there a classified briefing I wasn't made aware of?
Not that I know of.
Who's in my war room?
Special Agent Hanna.
Hope you weren't waiting too long.
Everything okay?
Oh, yeah. I was checking in with Kensi and Deeks back in LA.
- Getting some details about a past case. - Let me guess,
- for your seminar. - For my seminar.
Okay. That required SCIF-level protection?
Safety first.
That's a lot of suspects.
All with criminal records.
Everything from drug charges to grand theft auto
to, uh, crashing the New York City Marathon.
Look, I figure we bring them all in for questioning.
Not sure that will be overly effective.
Yeah, this isn't a "talk to authorities" type of crowd.
Best to meet them on their turf.
Somewhere they're comfortable,
where they can let their guard down.
Yeah, I heard some of the Hyperdromers were hanging out
at Petey's on the Beach after their shows.
That sounds good. Leave your badge,
buy a few rounds, get the tour gossip.
Grab Whistler and Jesse.
See what you guys can get.
You are more than welcome to join if you want.
I would but, you know...
Yeah.
Okay, so what's the plan here?
We, uh, we cross-reference our suspect list,
then go one by one, infiltrating their conversations?
Maybe grab some fingerprints for good measure?
Or we do nothing.
Nothing?
Not nothing nothing.
Just... we watch and we wait.
See what comes to us.
How will we know where to start?
Yo, people!
Who's ready to have some fun?
Drinks are on me!
That guy. That is where we start.
Wow. Whoa.
All right. Ballin'.
You know it.
Yo. The show tonight was awesome.
Audience was lit.
Budds Creek '03.
Thought that was you, man.
TJ.
Utah, get me two.
Oh, thanks, man.
This place is, uh, jamming.
Is "jamming" even a thing anymore?
Who knows?
I'm just glad to be talking to an actual bike enthusiast.
These hotheads, they just live in
eight-second increments they can post on social media.
Like that kid
- buying everybody drinks? - Exactly like him.
He started on the tour a few months ago.
He already thinks he's the next Ricky Carmichael.
Oh, man.
Acting like he won the lotto.
Well, probably spent his whole paycheck in just one night.
These guys, they just live for the moment.
They don't think about tomorrow.
Might make you do some pretty crazy things, right?
You remember what it's like.
Taking wild risks, doing stupid crap
just to make your friends laugh.
Man, they're having a blast now,
but they're gonna pay the price in 20 years.
What kind of price we talking?
Everything.
Your body, your soul.
I dedicated 18 years of my life to riding bikes.
Broke my heart when I got injured.
I never even imagined doing anything else.
Lucky for me,
I found the next best thing.
Life on the road?
Life in the wind, man.
I couldn't ask for anything more.
I think I was always thinking about tomorrow,
to be honest, even when I was their age.
Sounds like you need a little spontaneity in your life.
I guess. Yeah, I guess I do.
Great. Let's go, then.
Hey, Darrow, he's coming with.
Coming? With where?
Well, uh, Darrow managed to...
to borrow a couple speedboats and we're gonna race 'em.
Tonight?
It's kind of dangerous, no?
These are the best precision racers in the world.
Totally dangerous.
Wouldn't be fun otherwise.
You in?
Yeah. Yeah, I'm in.
My man. Let's go. Come on.
Where do you think he's going?
I don't know, but he's got half the suspect roster going with him.
Morning. Coffee?
Oh, yeah. That'd be great.
Thank you.
How'd it go?
Yeah, I was racing boats
with TJ Shaw and his boys all night.
Until we ran out of gas.
Literally. We had to get towed in.
I recognize that look in your eyes.
You been out all night making trouble, huh, Boone?
Well, I mean, I was working the case.
Looks a lot better on a 21-year-old Navy SEAL
than... whatever this is.
These guys are incredible.
I mean, they've been everywhere.
One day, they're surfing in Fiji,
then snow boarding in Niseko,
then partying in Croatia.
Hmm. I've been to all those places.
Me, too. Sunsets in Dubrovnik, am I right?
Why am I the only one who hasn't been anywhere?
Is this what happens when you have kids young?
We have kids.
And we're pretty young.
I don't get it.
One minute, I was racing motorbikes,
and then, suddenly, 18 years went by
and now I'm in charge of team snack.
Long days and short years, my friend.
Enjoy the blessings you have.
Okay, can we just pause this mid-life crisis
and talk about the case?
Can any of these guys pull off a heist?
All of them, frankly.
I mean, they have the skills, the attitude...
This one guy Darrow seems really good for it.
You know, alpha energy, prison tats.
Sound's promising. Any actual evidence?
More of a gut feeling,
but I got a call into his former parole officer.
I doubt the procurement of last night's boats
was exactly legit.
Oh, yeah?
While you were playing Grand Theft Speedboat,
we got an actual break in the case.
Xavier Duvall.
Oh, that's, uh,
that's the guy from last night throwing money around.
He didn't come racing.
No. Turns out,
he's not staying at the hotel with the other athletes.
Whistler and I followed him
- to an apartment last night. - He got a local friend?
Gina Martinez.
An administrator at the Uniformed Navy Credit Union.
She'd definitely know the where and when of special cash drops.
All right, Kai, take Whistler to talk to Gina Martinez.
Jesse?
Yeah?
- Think about my life choices? - No.
Why don't you take a nap?
Maybe a shower.
I saw clips of Xavier doing some pretty crazy
- aerial stunts on his bike. - Mmm.
Guy's got nerves of steel.
Oh, yeah. Makes cliff diving
in a motorcycle helmet seem like a piece of cake.
Hey, you ever do any daredevil stuff in the Marines?
Uh, yeah, if you consider
being shot at by deadly combatants in the middle of the desert
during two different deployments
- daredevil stuff. - Yeah, I do.
What about you? Any extreme sports?
I've gone skydiving a few times.
Wait, a few?
Yeah, and bungee jumping, hang gliding,
- cage diving with sharks. - Really?
I-I never would have guessed.
Why? I'm fun.
I mean, don't I seem fun?
Uh...
Xavier, ten o'clock.
- Gina Martinez? - Yeah?
We're Federal agents. Hey.
- We'd like to ask you... - Hey!
Hey, hey! Stop, stop!
Xavier, stop!
Xavier!
I can't believe this is happening to me.
Well, you better start believing.
You work for the Uniformed Navy Credit Union
which just got robbed,
and we found you with one of the suspected thieves.
Xavier and I just, we hung out a few times.
Long enough for you to tell him
about the Navy's unscheduled cash drop?
No. I mean...
maybe? I don't know.
Now's not the time for "I don't know."
You need to think hard and answer honestly.
Look, I meet this guy, okay?
He's super into me. We-we party pretty hard.
Does he ask me about my work? Sure, I guess,
but I just thought that he was, like, really interested in me.
He wasn't, Gina.
Well, my mom's gonna love this.
She says that I always go for the bad boys,
and this one, well, he's a criminal
who got hit by a garbage truck.
And now I'm in trouble.
You don't have to be. Hey.
You can turn this situation around.
I-I'll do anything.
We need to know where the money is.
I don't know about any money, I swear.
Okay. Look...
You got to give me something.
Where's he been? Who are his friends?
Details, Gina.
He's either been at-at the Hyperdrome,
the bar or my place the last few days.
All right, and when he's at the bar, who's he with?
A group of guys.
I don't know all their names.
But I would recognize them.
Like, if you showed me photos?
All right.
I'll get you photos. And, hey.
Make your mom happy.
Lay off the bad boys from now on.
Gina said these are the guys from tour that Xavier hung out with.
I recognize a few from the bar, and our main suspect list.
All right. Pull their cell phone records.
See if any pinged near the heist location.
They're smart. They probably turned their phones off for the heist.
But maybe not when they scouted the credit union ahead of time.
Yo! My ladies.
"Yo, my ladies"?
Sorry, I'm just trying to get into character.
I need someone who speaks dude stat.
You may have come to the wrong bullpen.
Yeah, we're gonna need a little more information.
This is Xavier Duvall's phone.
I was examining it when it started blowing up.
"WTM?" "Same same." "Crisp"?
What is this?
Best I can tell, they're confirming some kind of meet,
but I'm not totally conversant in bro code.
Could be another heist.
Yeah, and so far, they don't know Xavier's dead,
so... We have an opportunity here.
Why don't you just ask them for a time and place?
'Cause if it were that easy, I wouldn't be here.
I can't just say, "Remind me where we're meeting."
The wording needs to be precise,
or they'll be hip that I'm not Xavier.
"Wassup? Where's it going down?"
Okay, come on. Guys, I'm trying.
Maybe something a little less 1997.
All right, how about,
"Dude. Deets. Pronto."
Okay, not bad. "Dude" or "bro"?
Oh, good question.
Pretty sure bros are tighter than dudes.
So "bro." Or maybe "brah"?
Hmm.
No, not local. No "brah."
Copy. "Bro" it is.
Dope.
Meet's in the middle of downtown.
Lots of potential heist targets in that area.
Grab Jesse and Kai. Let's get eyes on them.
See if we can catch them in the act.
I'm on it.
Got you.
A break in the case?
Not this case.
Sam Hanna just used his visitor I.D.
to access the old admin basement across the street.
Place hasn't been used since World War II.
Wait a minute.
You're monitoring Sam's I.D.?
Possibly.
Interesting.
Look, he is a guest. I want to make sure he doesn't get lost.
And it's within my purview as SAC.
Plus, you think he's up to something.
I know he is, Ernie, and I'm about to prove it.
Got you now, Sam.
That's perfect timing, Special Agent in Charge Tennant.
I was just telling the group, in law enforcement,
you never know what's on the other side of the door.
Right, yes.
That is the truth.
You're welcome to sit down if you like. Take my seat.
Oh, that's okay. No, thanks. I, um...
Look, I just wanted to wish you good luck
with the seminar, and, um...
tell you guys you're learning from the best.
So, good luck.
And, um... yeah.
All right.
There's a lot of banks and jewelry stores in this area.
Any one could be the target.
Got HPD on call in case they make a move.
We'll scoop them up.
I don't know. I mean, these guys never hit the same town twice.
Why change it up?
Well, they're in it for the thrill.
Getting reckless, maybe?
It's not tracking for me.
Hey, there's Darrow, your favorite jackass.
Still think this is innocent?
Darrow's a douche, no doubt.
I spoke to his former PO,
he's not surprised to hear he could be pulling heists.
Look at that body language. They're pumped.
This could be it.
Four, five, that's six. Six guys.
Our crew is four.
We need more information.
Hey, wh... Hey, what are you doing?
I'm going in.
They don't know Xavier's dead. I can use that.
I thought the plan was to observe and report.
We don't even know what they're up to yet.
Well, we're about to find out.
Found the masks and the helmets.
Our guys are here.
What the hell are you doing here?
What's up, Darrow?
Uh, Xavier texted. He told me I had to come.
Xavier texted you?
Yeah. Yeah, what's going down?
Xavier didn't tell you?
Guess he knew I could handle whatever you guys have planned.
What are we, borrowing some more boats?
If Xavier invited you, how come he's not here?
Isn't that exactly like Xavier?
Look, I can just bounce.
- Uh, no biggie. - No way, bro.
Xavier said you should come, you should definitely come.
- Let's go. - That's not good.
Tennant, we got a problem.
All right,
you want to tell me where we're headed?
Didn't anyone teach you not to get into strange vans
if you don't know where you're going?
Didn't really have a choice.
Go with the flow, brother.
Few have experienced what you're about to.
What is that, exactly?
Let's see if you survive first.
The vans are heading away from Honolulu.
You want us to stop them, boss?
How's Jesse doing?
He doesn't sound too stressed.
Yeah, I think he wants to play it out.
All right, let's do that.
We just went off-road.
Where are we?
End of the line, brother.
Time to see what you're made of, old-timer.
Jess?
Look at you, speedboating till dawn
and hitting the waves by afternoon.
Uh, you did say I needed more spontaneity.
Big props to you.
When you commit, you go all in, huh?
This here is called the Demon's Kiss.
More blown-out knees here than anywhere on the island.
Awesome.
This is gonna be epic, dude. Here.
You're gonna need these.
Listen up. Our suspects are definitely here.
I'm trying to figure out who's involved.
And how are you planning on doing that?
Jesse.
♪ I got more trouble than I ever need ♪
♪ And less money than I know what to do with ♪
♪ Hard living like to bring me to my knees ♪
♪ I got to have, I got to have some of that ♪
♪ Sweet life ♪
♪ Sweet life. ♪
Jesse!
Man, you were really ripping out there, bro.
I don't know how you keep up with those guys.
Oh, man, it gets harder and harder every year.
You surf a lot?
Uh, you know, when I can.
I mean, mainly with my daughter, you know?
Nothing like this.
How old is she?
Almost 18. Heading to college soon.
- Whoa. - Yeah.
Must be cool, watching her grow up.
And terrifying.
No kids for you?
Uh, just wasn't in the cards.
I chose this life, you know?
I don't regret it. These-these young bucks?
They're my family.
Yeah, that's the thing about family, though, you know?
It's our job to keep them safe.
Yeah, well, it ain't easy with this crew.
Even harder when they're doing things that are gonna get them killed.
Yeah, we're daredevils, though, you know?
We signed up for it.
I'm not talking about the Hyperdrome, TJ.
Navy Credit Union was hit yesterday morning
by a daredevil crew on bikes.
But...
I don't need to tell you that.
Like I said, we had some bikes stolen.
Yeah, by some of the guys on this beach.
None of them would be that stupid.
Come on, man. Xavier Duvall?
Definitely that stupid.
And I'm gonna guess Darrow, too.
You know, Darrow had you pegged.
He swore, he swore you were a cop.
And I said, "No way, man, you're crazy.
He's just, he's just a fan."
You really played me, man.
It's not a game, TJ.
I-I am a fan.
But I'm also law enforcement.
And I need your help before anybody else gets hurt.
Look, I had nothing to do with it.
Y-You already got Xavier. Let him be the snitch.
Xavier's dead.
Yeah, he got killed trying to get away.
I'm sorry.
These aren't bad kids, you know.
Which is why we gotta make sure no one else gets hurt.
Now, you gotta tell me who was working with Xavier
and help me bring them in.
I tried talking to these boys.
I really did.
You can only teach them so much.
Darrow's who you want, right?
And Graff and Hudsick, too.
You might be too late.
What do you mean?
Darrow wanted me to come down here
to distract you while they took off.
Off? Like off the island?
Sorry, brother.
Kai and Whistler followed the van that you and Darrow were in.
They pulled it over two minutes ago,
but Darrow and the other suspects weren't in it.
Darrow must have switched vehicles
and taken the second van.
I got a hit on that van
through HPD's automatic license plate reader
on Sand Island Access Road.
That's right by the marina.
They're making their escape.
Where are Kai and Whistler now?
On the other side of the island. They'll never make it in time.
I can go.
Make sure they don't escape before the cavalry arrives.
- You sure? - It's the least I can do
after the aloha hospitality you've shown me.
All right, we'll send a team to meet you there, okay?
Just try not to get hurt.
Wouldn't want to disappoint all those agents taking your seminar.
Jesse, bring TJ in.
We need to know exactly what he can tell us
about Darrow and his crew.
Actually, that may be a problem.
Let's get on the boat and get out of here.
We'll be off the grid before they know we're gone, dudes.
It's the real real.
Change of plans, fellas.
I'm gonna need you to drop those bags,
and I think you know what to do from there.
What are you, a cop?
Federal agent.
You're alone, though.
I am. And there's three of us.
Yeah. It's not really fair, right?
I almost feel bad for you.
Ah!
Federal agents! Nobody m...
Move.
Yeah, I don't think they're going anywhere.
I did warn 'em.
Well... they would have had an ugly surprise anyway.
The cash they were getting away with is just paper.
Guess their buddy TJ's not so clear on the bro code.
Check the east hangar. I'll check these.
Shaw's phone pinged off the towers,
- so he's got to be here somewhere. - Copy.
Jesse, did you locate TJ?
Yeah, I found him. He's at the west apron.
All right, I'm five minutes out.
I don't think I have five minutes. I'll make sure he doesn't get away.
Be careful, Jesse.
What are you doing?
Hey, man, don't worry, okay?
These things basically fly themselves.
You got no play here, TJ.
We know you're involved. Yeah?
Well, there's no way I'm going to prison, so...
You know, I guess it's true what they say.
You should never meet your heroes.
This was all your idea, wasn't it?
You think Darrow could have designed these heists? No way.
Best gags I ever pulled, man.
Just for the rush, huh?
The rush is the juice.
But the cash... the cash doesn't suck either.
Okay, TJ, playtime's over, you know.
I told you, I'm not going to prison!
What exactly are you gonna do, TJ, shoot me?
I mean, we're 10,000 feet above the Pacific Ocean.
Always got a plan, Jess.
This one involves a parachute and a bag of cash.
I'm gonna live free, man.
You know, sadly, I only brought the one chute.
Probably should have stayed in the slow lane, Jess.
Not everyone's meant to live on the edge, buddy. Whoo!
This is bad. This is really bad.
TJ Shaw, this is NCIS Special Agent Jane Tennant.
Thank God. Hey, boss, is that you?
Jesse? What's happening there?
Oh, you know, not much. TJ jumped out of the plane.
It's just me and a bunch of levers and gauges
that look scary as hell.
Okay.
Okay, look, this is fine.
Is it?!
I'm definitely wishing I followed through
on all those times I wanted to learn to fly.
Well, now's your chance.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Hold it steady, Jesse, all right?
You can do this.
Can I?
Look, flying is not that hard.
I flew routes all over Southeast Asia
- right out of college. - Right.
Wait, didn't you crash a couple times?
Which means you're not gonna.
Excuse me, sir. Can you clear that runway
and get Emergency Rescue on their way now?
Jesse, first we need to get you level.
I need you to locate the attitude indicator.
Blue half-circle on top, just like the horizon.
Okay, got it.
All right, once you've got that settled, we're gonna turn you around.
Now, you're gonna shut off autopilot.
It is a red toggle, upper right.
Aw, boss, suddenly this is feeling like a really bad idea.
It's the only idea.
You're doing great, Jesse.
Okay, I've turned around, I guess.
I mean, I see land.
Good job, Jesse.
All right, look, these planes basically fly themselves.
Yeah, TJ said the same thing.
But they don't land themselves.
At least not the one that you're in.
Isn't that the hardest part?
It's the only part we're gonna worry about.
I know you can do this. I need you to slow down.
See that kind of makes me feel like this tin can
is just gonna fall out of the sky.
It's not. Locate the brake.
It's the top half of the pedal on the floor.
All right.
Slow and steady, just ease up on that throttle.
All right, now, you're gonna feel like...
Whoa! Whoa!
Okay, that runway is coming up very fast.
That the runway's coming up fast.
But it's okay, all right? Take a deep breath,
ease your way through it.
When you're about ten feet from the ground,
you're gonna raise the nose just a little.
Ten feet, huh?
Try to be precise, Jesse.
I don't want to know what happens at nine feet, right?
Listen, the moment
you feel the wheels touch the pavement,
reduce power and apply the brake.
A lot of instructions, boss.
You got this, Jesse.
Okay.
Whoo!
Hey, how you doing, Jesse?
It still feels like the ground under me is moving.
Hey, any word on TJ?
Ah, nothing.
Looks like he pulled a D.B. Cooper.
Darrow and the boys don't know where he might be?
Fooled them, too.
- He'll turn up. - Yeah.
- TJ's too into the thrill to give it up. - Yeah.
Hey, how about you?
Landing that plane must have been pretty exciting.
Absolutely terrifying, actually.
I got my fill of the thrill.
Come on, man, I saw you surfing out there.
Never looked happier.
That was epic.
Heather keeps trying to convince me
to go on one of these, like, jungle vacations,
eco-tourism thing in Costa Rica.
Maybe we should. I mean,
once I'm willing to get back on a plane.
Aloha.
Hey.
Brought you something nicer than lager, if you got time.
Well, I'm never too busy for a friend.
It is a Gaja nebbiolo.
Supposedly the best in a decade.
Mmm.
I know you're somewhat of an oenophile,
so...
I do appreciate a complex red.
Well, consider it a peace offering.
Were we at war?
No, but...
I have been suspicious as to your intent on my island.
Sorry to be boring, but the seminar's
the only intent I have.
As far as official cover goes, it's a pretty good one.
You still think it's a cover?
I spent half my life as a CIA officer, Sam.
I know cover.
I literally instructed 12 agents in front of you.
I didn't say that you weren't 100% committed.
So, either it was a bad cover, and you don't believe it,
or it's a great cover, and you don't believe it.
It doesn't matter what I believe.
Okay, what matters... is that I trust you.
And I know that you will tell me why you're really in Hawai'i
when you can.
How about I just decant this fine wine you brought, huh?
I can't think of a better way to enjoy a spectacular sunset.
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