01x16 - Monster

[bunniefuu]

- NATCHEZ: You're cheating.
- SAUGUS: That's a bunch a bull.

Oh, why, because you're
above cheating now?

No, because I don't have
to cheat to beat you.

You're picking up every card I throw.

Bogey's passing.

That's Mance.

Donovan Mance!

FBI! You need to...

(GRUNTING)

(PHONE RINGING)

♪

Little last-minute to be
finishing homework, isn't it?

Not due till tomorrow.

Got a game today,
so I'm trying to get ahead.

Impressive.

(LAUGHS) Try not to sound so surprised.

Haven't seen you this motivated
in a while. (PHONE CHIMES)

sh**t. You coming to the game?

That's the plan.

Just promise you won't give the ump
a hard time again, okay?

Hey, if he does his job right,
he'll have nothing to fear from me.

- Have you seen my charger?
- Uh, kitchen counter.

Thanks.

JESSE: He didn't say anything
about getting recruited?

Why keep it a secret?
Amherst is a great school.

It is a great school.

In Massachusetts.

Ah, he's worried you'll freak out

- about the distance?
- Maybe.

Is he right?

Honestly, I don't know.

- Morning.
- Morning.

- Whistler.
- Three days ago,

two FBI agents were
m*rder*d in Pittsburgh.

This is the man responsible.

Donovan Mance.

- JESSE: Contract k*ller, right?
- WHISTLER: Yep.

Willing to k*ll anyone.
Politicians, judges...

And law enforcement.

Including an NCIS agent, Gina Bradshaw.

WHISTLER: Seven years ago,

Bradshaw was building a fraud
case against a contractor.

Both she and her informant
were m*rder*d.

- Been off-grid ever since.
- WHISTLER: Until he showed up

at one of his old safe houses
in Pittsburgh.

Two agents tried to apprehend him.

They didn't have a chance.

JESSE: What's his connection to Hawai'i?

A cell phone was found at
the scene with his prints on it.

There were calls going back
months, but only to one number.

A restaurant here in Honolulu
called h*'olua.

Who was Mance contacting there?

WHISTLER: That's what
we need to find out.

I put an affidavit in for a wiretap.

All right, let's start digging
into Mance and h*'olua.

We figure out who he's talking to,
we might get a lead to Mance himself.

Find out where he is
or where he's going.

(KEYPAD BEEPS, LOCK CLICKS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

You okay there, brah?

Trying to imagine lemongrass
scented lobster claw meat

served with a fricassee
of Kahuku sweet corn

and Serrano ham.

Oh. (LAUGHS)

Going down the h*'olua rabbit hole?

Yeah.

- Looks fancy.
- Sophisticated.

Not necessarily fancy.
Upscale French bistro

with some Hawaiian zing
and using all local ingredients.

Right now, we're more interested
in their phone line

- and employees.
- Right. (CHUCKLES)

(COMPUTER BEEPS) Unfortunately,

the number Mance called
is h*'olua's landline.

Probably has multiple extensions
throughout the restaurant.

So he could've been talking
to anyone from front-of-house

to kitchen staff.

h*'olua's been opened up ten months.

A success out of the gate.

And all thanks to Head Chef Jenny Alika.

She's local?

Born and raised on the Big Island.
But she'd been gone for years.

Studied at Le Cordon Bleu in France

and the Culinary Institute in New York.

That's where she met
business partner, Chris Polis.

Either of them have ties
to Donovan Mance or Pittsburgh?

Uh, not that I've found yet.

Okay, what about the rest of the staff?

Ah. (CLEARS THROAT)

A handful have criminal records,

the odd felony here and there,
but no one stands out.

If we start questioning them,

we could scare off
whoever Mance was talking to.

So we need a subtle approach.

Someone goes in undercover.

- Gets the lay of the land.
- But...

... this is a fine dining
restaurant, who's gonna go in?

Me.

- As what, a busboy?
- Porter?

- Oh, coat check?
- Valet.

No.

As a cook.

You have to be pretty talented
to work in that kitchen.

I'm pretty talented.

How can you even get a
job there that quickly?

I know a guy.

(WHISTLES)

(INOKI BARKS)

Hey, come here, buddy.

Hello. It's good to see you, too.

Where's Pop?

Huh? Where's Pop? Come on.

Kai.

(LAUGHS)

Inoki missed you last weekend.

Yeah, I know.

I'm sorry, I just...

- I got swamped on a case.
- Yeah, no matter.

Hey, how about you make the poke?

Mom always loved yours.

- Poke? What for?
- Mom's birthday.

We're making her favorite meals
for the 'ohana.

You here to plan the menu, yeah?

- You still do that?
- Every year.

First one you're back. It's a big deal.

I won't be doing that.

- Course you will. It's for your mom.
- No.

No, th-that's for you.

To make you feel better.

How long you gonna stay mad at me?

I'm not mad.

I'm just not taking part in this

loving-husband fantasy you created. No.

You know how much I loved her.

Yeah, now.

After she's gone,
when it doesn't matter.

You got a cruel streak, son.

You want to cook for
Mom, you want to have

a party? Yeah, go ahead, be my guest.

But that doesn't make up for you
checking out when she got sick.

- I didn't.
- No, let's not.

Hey, what you want from me, Kai?

I've been trying to make things right.

I'm giving you space,
looking out for Inoki...

Hey, I can take him
somewhere else if

it's too much trouble.
Nah, I'll do that.

That's not what I'm saying!

- You're so stubborn!
- Yeah.

And I'm cruel.

I wonder who I got that from?

Mom...

wouldn't want us to fight.

Tell me what to do

to make this right.

What I need right now is a job.

I'm going undercover.

I need a recommendation
from Wally's to get the gig.

You still know everyone, right?

There isn't a kitchen on this island
doesn't have one of my guys.

See, the key is...

I'm not your son.

Just someone you're trying to help out.

I understand.

(CROWD CHEERING)

- Go! Go!
- Come on! Come on! Come on!

Go, go, go, go, go, go.

Out!

Nice! Nice! All right, Alex!

What a play!

Everything okay?

Uh, you know, Caitlyn wants vitamins

and massage oil

and the loose leaf peppermint tea

from the good tea shop, not the bad one.

And I'm supposed to know
which one is which.

I don't remember you running
all over town for me

- when I was pregnant.
- You never asked.

(BAT CLINKS)

- Yes, nice!
- Yeah!

Nice!

I get why Amherst wants him.

It's okay. I saw the letter.

Amherst sent a letter, recruiting Alex?

I just assumed he told you.

I guess he kept both of us in the dark.

He's not really considering it?

I don't know. We haven't...

Because it's-it's not happening.

Daniel?

I've seen too many players from my teams

go off to school and just,
they fall apart.

- Sure, but...
- Far from home, no support system.

That's not our kid.

You have no idea.

I don't love it, either,

okay, but we need to talk to Alex.

Nothing to talk about.
Amherst is off the table.

(PHONE RINGING) Damn it.

I got to go.

(EXHALES)

Hey! Yeah, I'm headed to the store now.

(CROWD CHEERING)

All right, buddy!

Hey, hey, I need last night's receipts.

- Hello?
- I don't work here...

Well, then you're not
much help to me, are you?

- Hey, I need... can you just...?
- I actually...

I need last night's receipts,
can you pull those up...

Don't mind Chris. He's opening
up two more locations.

Doesn't know which way is up.
Ryan Delucci, sous chef.

- Assuming you're KJ?
- Yeah.

You really impressed your old bosses.

Got three local chefs
singing your praises.

Hope they didn't oversell me.

They better not have. Our chef's
brilliant, but she's tough.

Lost two guys last week
who couldn't hack it.

She'll make the call.

I mean, you see that, don't you?

The cubes are all different
sizes. I specified

- a Brunoise cut.
- No problem, Chef.

We'll get it right.

Is this the new guy?

Not till you say so, Chef.

Let's see a Brunoise.

(KNIFE CHOPPING)

There you go, Chef.

Well, keep going.

You're already behind.

Guys, there should be one more
person on the line for me.

That means you're hired.

- Keep dicing.
- Okay.

HARVEY: You need specialty products.

I can get those, too.

You've bought from me
before, haven't you?

I never forget a face.

This should cover it.

Yeah?

(SNAPS FINGERS) I got it.

Donovan, right?

Mance.

Thought you were dead.

You don't have to worry about me.

I won't tell nobody.

(GRUNTS)

I know you won't.

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)

Bad news, boss.

Gurneys and crime scene tape
aren't ever good news.

Donovan Mance is here in Hawai'i.

We've got confirmation?

HPD got a partial off the door.

It matches the print on file for Mance.

BOLO's out?

Yeah, I gave Kai a heads-up in case
Mance shows up at the restaurant.

- Who's the victim?
- Harvey Colms.

Local g*n dealer and all-around lowlife.

According to HPD, he's been
in business here for years.

And Mance knew how to reach out to him.

Might mean he's familiar
with the island.

It also means he's armed.

And already leaving a body count.

Puree's done, Chef.

Nice. Take your five, then hit the line.

Yes, sir.

(LINE RINGS)

There he is.

The man behind the woman

behind the finest Foie Gras Musubi

I've ever tasted.

Hey, is it true
that she raises her own ducks?

Ernie, I've barely been here a day,

and I've been kind of distracted

searching for a k*ller.

But I have seen at least
three phone extensions.

One out front, one in the
kitchen, one in the office.

The last call from the restaurant

to Mance's cell was this past Thursday.

Can you get me a work schedule
from that day?

Got it.

(CAMERA CLICKS)

Sending it to you now.

I'll see if I can find
any connections to Mance.

Hey, Kai... be careful.

Always.

DELUCCI: Hey! Break's over.

We're getting behind.

Yeah. Yeah.

WHISTLER: Wiretap's up.

We got a couple workers
laying bets with a bookie.

One calling her pot dealer.

But no calls involving Donovan Mance.

Wait, so we still don't know
why he's here?

He's a hitman.

I'm assuming he's here for work.

He's a hitman who's been in hiding

and on the run for years.
I wouldn't assume anything.

TENNANT: Plus we have phone calls
into his cell over the last year.

Just feels a little more
personal than business.

And Kai hasn't found any leads?

He's been there less than a day.

Yes, Lucy. I know.

I'm just asking if he found

any leads in that day?

Nothing yet.

How about you?

Figure out if Mance
ever pulled jobs in Hawai'i?

Not that FBI could prove.

But he was suspected
of working for The Company

back in the early ' s.

- Like the CIA?
- TENNANT: No, like the g*ng.

The Company ran organized crime
in Hawai'i for decades.

Got broken up a couple years ago.

We've had reports that some
of the younger members

of the original syndicate
are trying to rebuild.

Maybe they're involved
in the restaurant.

Might fit with what I found.

There's a lot of money flowing
into h*'olua.

Two new locations for a restaurant

that's been open less than a year.

Okay, what do we know about
Chef Alika's business partner?

Chris Polis got

an MBA at Columbia.
He met Alika in New York.

Any connections
to criminal organizations?

None through his family.

They're well off, but it's all legit.

Let's have Ernie see
if he can find out who's funding

the restaurant's expansion,
and make sure Kai's aware

of the possible connection
to The Company.

(CLEARS THROAT)

So this is the new normal?

Chasing violent fugitives?

You in our office all the time.

It is part of the job.

Is that okay?

Yep. Okay for you?

Yep.

Don't forget the kukui nut powder.

We can't serve this,
it's already turning.

- the branzino.
- Heard, Chef.

I'll be back.

♪

♪

What do you think you're doing?

I just, I had to...

You don't ever leave the line

in my kitchen without permission.

Understood, Chef. It won't happen again.

Damn right. You're fired.

Pack up.

POLIS: This isn't gonna help anything!

ANDERS: We're not here to help.

I'm doing everything I can here!

And you're still not delivering.

Consider this an incentive.

(GRUNTS)

Hey! Leave him alone.

Walk away. This isn't your business.

All right, I'm calling the cops.

You don't listen, do you?

Hey, I don't want to do this.

(GRUNTING)

You should've walked.

ANDERS: You're screwed, Polis.

So is your friend.

You okay?

No.

You just signed my death warrant.

JENNY: What the hell have
you gotten us into, Chris?

It's not my fault!

JENNY: One of our employees just got
his a*s kicked standing up for you!

Yeah, and that probably
made things worse.

You got to sign the papers!

JENNY: I am not
having this discussion.

I'm... I'm sorry that you got hurt.

I'm grateful that you helped Chris.

Look, who are those guys?

Nothing I can't handle.

Come back tomorrow.

You get one more chance. If you want it.

Yeah.

Thank you, Chef.

You went through my things?

TENNANT: It's not like I was snooping.

You left it out.

If I wanted you to know...

I would've told you.

Well, that's the question, Alex.

Why were you hiding it?

I wasn't hiding it.

I was thinking about it.

'Cause you're considering going?

I mean, yeah. It's Amherst.

All right, I kind of freaked
when I got it.

- It's far, but...
- It's too far.

We're listening, remember?

That was your idea, not mine.

It is a long way from home.

I was, I was thinking about

how you traveled a lot
when we were little.

- It wasn't easy being apart.
- No.

But you did it.

And it didn't mean
you loved us any less.

I think I could do it, too.

I think I want to.

What about UH?

The coach there expressed interest.

Yeah, it's not like
I've made a decision.

Whatever you decide.

We love that you have options.

You've worked really hard this year.

You've earned this.

Why am I not surprised?

(SCOFFS) Dad?

Dad, why are you so upset?
I haven't decided.

I've got to go to work.

He's got a lot going on, okay?
Just give it a beat.

Hey, I know you got a lot with
the new baby coming and all...

No, this has nothing
to do with the baby, Jane.

And the fact that you don't even know
what's wrong tells me everything.

I got to go.

(DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)

TENNANT: FBI still hasn't intercepted

any calls between Mance
and the restaurant.

No more sightings of him, either.

What about identifying the men
who threatened Chris Polis?

Ernie used the photo Kai took.

Roy Anders and Brett Watts.

Long rap sheets... Aggravated battery,

- as*ault with a deadly weapon.
- JESSE: They're just muscle.

No active affiliations,
but they're working for someone.

Cash Kai found at h*'olua's
most likely drug money.

JESSE: Yeah, high-traffic
business and construction

on two new projects... I mean,
it's perfect for laundering.

Someone's financing h*'olua's expansion.

Any idea who?

Public record

says it's a group called
Envision Investments, but...

Envision's just a shell company.

All right, we need to figure
out who's actually in charge.

Check HPD Narcotics and DEA.

See if Anders and Watts have any
connection to known dealers.

Uh, Chris Polis has been
negotiating the deal.

He knows the guys who beat him up.

He must know who they work for.

We could keep an eye on Polis.

Discreetly. Might lead us to Mance.

Good idea.

Do it. I'm gonna check on Kai.

Ouch.

Looks painful.

Worth it.

Got me my job back.

Your job is to stay safe.

No, I'm good. I'm good, boss, promise.

- And find us leads.
- Yeah.

I beat the crap out of two leads.

Yes, you did. And we're on them.

You doing okay in the kitchen?

Yeah, I'm...

I'm doing great actually.

I forgot how much I enjoyed it.

Your dad taught you well.

Pissed me off half the time.

But yeah.

Pop and I enjoyed cooking together.

I mean, it's maybe the only time

we were in sync.

He must love having you back home.

Well, love is a strong word.

We don't get along that much.

Not anymore.

Family's complicated.

No argument there.

Kai?

Try not to get in any more fights, okay?

Maybe talk to Chef Alika instead.

See how much she knows
about the money laundering.

I mean, I'll try, but...

I don't think she likes me much.

She doesn't know you like I do.

LUCY: That's one of the
new h*'oula locations.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

LUCY: Polis reminds me
of my older brother.

All flash, no bang.

Hopefully your older brother

isn't involved with drug dealers.

Investment bankers. Close enough.

(CHUCKLES)

That's 'cause I'm, like,
I'm two steps away.

Okay, so just hold on one second.

We're not the only ones following him.

Hey, Polis?

Uh, I got to call you right back.

What's up?

Oh, my God! Hey, hey, whoa, whoa.

LUCY: If we confront those guys,
we risk blowing Kai's cover.

Can't let them k*ll him, either.

Keep out of sight.

- I'm not gonna lie. This is gonna hurt.
- Huh?

One finger for every day you stalled.

- No, no... wait, wait, wait!
- Mr. Polis!

Sorry I'm late. I'm Ms. Hastings

with the Department
of Planning and Permitting.

For the inspection?

Uh... yeah.

Ah, let's hope this one goes
better than the last one.

Right, I'm so...

I'm, I got to do this.

Sorry.

I'll see you.

Yeah, I actually don't
have time to do this.

You're gonna need to make time.

Thank God your agent was there.

Can you believe I'm from New York
and I've never been mugged before?

"Mugged"?

POLIS: Oh, yeah, it was terrible.

They wanted my watch, my money.

And what did they want last night

when they assaulted you at h*'olua?

Maybe they know that, uh,

my family's wealthy.

Or maybe...

because you're using your restaurant

to launder their drug money.

What?

- No.
- We know about the boxes

of cash they keep in your storage room.

At the least, you're an accessory.

That's a felony, Chris.

Your best bet is to cooperate.

And let us help you.

Yeah, well, there's
nothing to help with, so...

We know you and Jenny Alika
are being pressured

into signing papers.

Just tell us who's calling the shots.

We can offer you protection.

No, you can't.

Hey, Chef.

You were waiting in your car for me?

Uh...

I-I was hoping to get a word alone.

Chatting me up will not keep your job.

Doing excellent work will.

Hey, I just wanted to say thank you.

For, um, giving me a second chance.

Convince me I made the right decision.

I will, I will.

So, h*'olua?

The north wind.
Why'd you choose that one?

Just liked it.

North wind blows in strong,
and then moves on.

I'm guessing that's you.

Uh, it has been.

Traveled where the work was.

Home does have a way
of pulling you back though, huh?

I'm not sure how long
all this is gonna last.

It's 'cause of those guys, right?

The ones who gave Chris a hard time.

You know, I really can't talk about it.

Okay. (ENGINES REVVING)

Hey, stop.

Listen, I-I appreciate you being
my knight in shining armor...

Move, move, move, move! (SCREAMS)

Oh, my God!

You're coming with us.

Should've done this last night.

(g*nshots)

Move! Move!

JENNY: Hey, wait, wait, Dad!

No, Dad!

Dad, please put down the g*n.

He's not one of them?

I'm a cook, sir. I work in her kitchen.

I-I was just trying to help.

You okay, Jenny?

- You k*lled them.
- Yeah, they were gonna hurt you.

It's the reason you called me.

No, I called you for advice, Dad.

I-I wanted you to listen, not this!

(DISTANT SIRENS WAILING)

I know how these things work.

Advice won't cut it.

I'll take care of the rest.

(PANTING) (LINE RINGS)

This is NCIS Special Agent Kai Holman.

I need a bus and all available units

to Koa Avenue.

Armed suspect, fleeing north.

You're a cop?

JENNY: He did this?

And many others.

You didn't know?

That my father was a monster?

No.

He's not listed
on your birth certificate.

Mom said it was because he was...

some sort of criminal.

How long have you two been in touch?

I don't know.

Uh, since I left for culinary school.

- He reached out to you?
- No, I did.

I was in France.

I was on my own, I was lonely.

I had a... old number of his.

And I called it, and he picked up.

The same number you called
from the restaurant?

- We found your father's phone.
- You know, we weren't really close.

But you called him last week?

After I argued with Chris.

And you told him you had a problem?

I just, I told him what was going on.

That these guys were pressuring us.

I didn't ask him to come here.

TENNANT: No one's accusing you.

But you need to tell us what's going on.

(SIGHS)

Chris brought in an
investor a few months ago.

A silent partner with a lot of money,

who wanted to expand the restaurant.

What's the partner's name?

I don't know.

Chris said he ran some sort of,
like, a... a private equity group.

I could tell something was off,
but Chris took the money, so...

suddenly these guys are just,

they're in our place all the time...

just doing God knows what.

They're laundering money.

Yeah.

Yeah, I figured that out
when Chris told me

we had to sign over

controlling interest of h*'olua.

And he didn't mention a name?

Or anything?

Anything that might help us
identify the investor?

Because if we don't find him quickly,

your father will.

(KNOCK ON GLASS)

Excuse me.

You find something?

Maybe. I was running known associates

of the men Mance shot,
trying to figure out

who they were working for,
and I found this guy.

Alonzo Descanso.

Arrested multiple times
for drug trafficking.

Yeah, in ,
both Descanso and Roy Anders

were arrested for moving cocaine.

They served five years together.

When Descanso got out,
he got back to business.

This is good, Ernie.

You have an address for Descanso?

Mm, that's the problem.

He stays under the radar,
moves around a lot.

I can't locate him.

- Any sign of Mance?
- No.

Guy kills two men
in broad daylight and somehow

evades a hundred cops searching for him.

You get anything from the chef?

Only one who seems to know anything

is her business partner,
and he's not talking.

Does he understand
he's facing serious prison time?

Doesn't scare him as much as Descanso.

I bet I know what'll scare him more.

(DOOR OPENS)

Oh! I've been here

for, like, hours! No food, no water.

You've been here, like, four hours.

And we asked if you were hungry.

You can't hold me like this.

Actually... we can.

Uh-uh, I know my rights.

If you don't charge me,
you got to release me.

- You don't want that.
- Yeah, you wouldn't be safe out there.

Well, you know what,
I'm gonna take my chances.

He thinks he can handle himself.

He could barely handle Descanso's guys.

Mance will eat him alive.

Wh-Who's Mance?

He is the one

who did this to your buddies.

He's the most wanted hitman
in the country.

And he's going around
k*lling everyone involved

in your little
money laundering operation.

And our guess is that you

and Descanso are next on his list.

(STAMMERS)
But I don't even work with Al.

I'm a victim here.

Well, you sure aren't
acting like a victim.

Covering for Descanso.
Profiting from his crimes.

Though I'm curious how you got connected

to a known drug trafficker.

It wasn't me.

- It was frickin' Ryan.
- Delucci?

- Your sous chef?
- Ryan knew Descanso

from back East, said he was good people.

I should've known it
was too good to be true.

Do you know how hard it is to
raise money for a restaurant?

We don't care, okay? All we care about

is keeping you alive,
and stopping Mance.

Tell us where to find Al Descanso.

Or none of that will happen.

Like we planned.

- Federal agents!
- Hands where we can see them!

- Hands up! FBI!
- DESCANSO: You're wasting your time.

Nothing ill*gal to find here.

Not looking for evidence.

Just taking out the garbage.

You got these dirtbags
involved in Jenny's restaurant?

- I never meant...
- DESCANSO: Shut up, Ryan.

Don't open your mouth. My lawyers

will have us out in two hours.

Good.

Donovan Mance will know exactly
where to meet you.

Donovan Mance is alive?

I'll call Tennant, let her know

we're taking them
to the Bureau field office.

FBI will establish surveillance
in case Mance shows up.

I hope they have plenty of agents.

Backup's on the way.

- See you there.
- Yeah.

Well, that's one drug dealer
off the streets.

Jesse!

(GRUNTING)

- Jesse! It's Mance.
- What the hell?

- Don't move, we'll get an ambulance.
- I'm all right, I'm all right.

Down! Get down!

(TIRES SCREECHING)

WHISTLER: Mance's
picture is everywhere.

Every agency on alert, but,
I mean, I wouldn't be surprised

if he's already slipped off the island.

In which case, it might be years
before he surfaces again.

(SIGHS): Ah, man.

Not liking how many of my
agents are getting hurt.

I might have to take a few
weeks off surfing, but I'm fine.

Sure, act all tough now.

But he was whining
like a baby all the way here.

'Cause she hit
every speed bump on the base.

Well, Chris Polis and
Ryan Delucci are cooperating

with our investigation,
so at least we'll be able

to dismantle whatever's left
of Descanso's operation.

But Mance is still out there.

Got to be something else we can do.

Maybe one thing.

Guess I'm closing for good now.

Hey, I'm really sorry about that, but...

you are gonna be okay, I mean,
you are really, really talented.

Pretty good cook yourself.

For a cop. (CHUCKLES)

I think I'll enjoy a smaller place.

Less pressure.

More time to be creative.

KAI: I'll be first in line.

You know, I don't hate him.

He came when you called.

(SIGHS) He cares.

Thank you.

You want me to come in?

I got this.

(BEEPING)

(FOOTFALLS ECHO)

Hello?

Dad.

You shouldn't be here.

You don't have to be scared.

I'm not.

I never wanted you to know.

I wanted to be here for you.

The way I never got the chance to be.

I'm sorry.

I know.

I'm sorry, too.

Don't!

Not in front of your daughter.

You knew I'd come for her.

I thought you might.

What father doesn't want to say
goodbye to his little girl?

It was worth it.

(HANDCUFFS CLICKING)

Hey, Coach.

Hey.

You started spring training early.

Well, we've got a shot at state.

But it'll take a lot of work.

You didn't come to talk football.

You should be happy for Alex.

Getting recruited is a big deal.

Couldn't be prouder.

I only want what's best for him.

But... you don't think Amherst is it?

Most of my players that go
to college on the East Coast,

they don't come home much.

Hawai'i's just too far to travel.

Yeah.

That would suck.

But I don't think that's what upset you.

(CHUCKLES)

You were away a lot, Janie.

I didn't have a choice.

I know, and I accepted it.

But those were hard years.

I was... overwhelmed, alone.

I hated it.

I know.

But you were always
so kind not to say it.

You were thousands of miles
away doing God knows what.

Didn't feel right putting that on you.

But hearing Alex talk

about... being far away...

thinking about not seeing him...

(CHUCKLES) I had, um...

Feelings.

Daniel.

You had feelings.

I'm sorry, okay, that...

you felt that way, but...

that's not Alex.

He is about to do amazing things.

It's our job not to get in the way.

I know!

It's gonna be hard when he goes.

It's gonna be really hard.

But we'll get through it together.

(WATER BOILING)

Hey, Pop.

Kai.

Thought you weren't coming.

Yeah, I thought so, too.

Hey.

You were right about one thing.

Just one?

(SCOFFS SOFTLY)

Mom wouldn't want us to fight.

Not just Mom.

Yeah.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Hey, I, um...

I wish I could just forget.

I wish I could put this anger behind me.

I really do. But I just...

It's important to remember.

That's what this is.

Hey, you, um, you remember the...

the last birthday?

Mom was so sick.

She couldn't have a party and so...

I cooked her all her favorites.

And she just wasn't up to eating.

So there was, like, all this food.

I don't remember.

Yeah, you were at the restaurant.

I was lost, Kai.

I couldn't watch her suffer.

I couldn't help her.

But you could've helped me though.

Hey, um...

stew's about to burn.

Yeah. Yeah, you can't have that.

(SNIFFLES)

How about I wrap up

some more lau lau, yeah?

You're not gonna cheat
and use string, huh?

No, mine stay together
better than yours.

(CHUCKLES)

Ey, who the one who teach you that, huh?

This is how it's done.

Yeah, here, let me see, let me see.

Right here.

Ooh.

It's been a while.

I know, I can tell.