Aloha

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There was a time

I knew everything in the sky.

Every satellite...

...every constellation...

...souvenirs of space walks

and astronauts...

...and rockets launched by NASA

in the '60s.

As a kid,

I looked up and felt the future.

It belonged to me.

I know you've deceived me

Now here's a surprise N

Hey, hey, man, check this out.

Then 2008 happened.

Budgets crashed.

NASA was just another business

looking for cash.

The billionaires took over.

Satellite pirates with deep pockets,

drunk with the idea of ruling the world.

I left the military and took a job

with the biggest billionaire of them all.

Carson Welch.

I went to the gray side.

Messed up bad in Kabul, Afghanistan,

broke about 18 bones in two legs.

Lost my gig-

For a year, I waited for scraps...

...like a hungry cat

outside a seafood restaurant dumpster.

Finally, I got a crappy second chance.

- At least I was going back to Hawaii.

- Woody.

Just wanted to say hello

before we landed.

How you doing?

How's the contractor job going?

Miss the uniform?

Sometimes.

Heard you popped your balloons

in Afghanistan. Thought you were dead.

I'm excited about this gig.

I'm delivering a blessing

on a pedestrian gate.

Only in Hawaii, huh?

- Below the aloha exterior.

- Casablanca, baby.

Tracy's gonna flip out

when she sees you.

- Colonel Lacy?

- Yes, sir.

Are you aware

of the so-called Arrival myth?

- What's that?

- The calendars say...

...that this week is the return

of the playful Hawaiian god Lono...

...and he will wreak havoc in the sky

with the fire goddess Pele.

- Mitchell? Hey.

- Oh.

Sorry. Sorry.

He's a Hawaiian-myth buff.

Yeah, of course he is.

All right, Mitchell, be cool.

Relax and enjoy a bitching summer.

Make love not war, huh?

- Morning, captain.

- Morning, airman.

Good to go.

Well, sh*t. Looks like we're down

to dwindling resources, huh?

Colonel, I'm here to save you,

you great white obsolete whale.

After Kabul,

I'm surprised you can make a joke.

- Can I be honest? You look terrible.

- I've missed your psychotic hands.

Good times. When's the last time

we worked together?

- Silent Reaper?

- Jesus. Silent Reaper?

Yeah. It's been a while.

- How's your life?

- I got no life. You're my life, Fingers.

"Colonel."

Nobody calls me Fingers anymore.

I'm a big old deal around here.

Got my name on the wall.

I'm so powerful,

I'm erect just thinking about it.

Present arms!

Of course, the old ex-girlfriend.

Pause for the memories.

She handles all these ceremonies

around here now.

All right, Gilcrest, I want to introduce you

to your Air Force liaison. A fast burner.

F-22 pilot on loan to Space Command

for "career broadening." Yep.

Decorated two years ahead of schedule.

General Dixon's favorite.

Meet your watchdog.

Heh. Enjoy.)'-

Captain Allison Ng, sir.

I know you have a meeting.

I'll take us on a flyby of the island.

I'd like to take you

through how this is gonna work.

Hey! I refuse to talk to you.

Well, you just broke that promise.

Are you okay?

So good. Super, super good.

Woody never told me

you were coming.

- He never tells me anything.

- Sir, if I may?

- He talked to me.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

- Because you're not married to him.

Hey, I called you five times last year.

- I was worried about you.

- You still in Forensics?

I'm head of the department.

I make my own hours.

Will you stop getting more beautiful?

Heh.

An awkward silence lasts four seconds.

I'll end this in three.

Sir? If I may?

- You've gotta meet my kids.

- Yeah.

I'll be right back, captain.

Don't get lost now.

Never. Sir.

- Tracy. Tracy. Tracy.

- Huh?

- I got my bag.

- Oh, so sorry.

Mitch. Mitch, come out of the flag,

please.

I want to introduce you

to Brian Gilcrest.

- Pleasure. Hey.

- Hey.

- Mitchell is 'IO and Gracie's 12.

- Gracie. Brian.

- Brian and I haven't seen each other in--

- About 13 years.

- Thirteen years. Right.

- Wow.

- Dad.

- There you are.

- Hey, Dad.

- You're back.

There she is.

- Are you the Arrival?

- No.

But in five days, sadly,

I'm the departure.

There's a blessing we're gonna

take care of on the new gate.

Gilcrest. Carson. Come on.

You know the deal.

Myths and bones and ghosts.

Well, hey,

why don't you come for dinner?

- Say yes.

- This week? Hmm?

Oh.

Say yes.

- Come on.

- All right.

- I'd love to.

- Yeah? Great.

The house across the street from

the Officers' Club. It's the corner house.

So good. Super, super good. Okay.

Are you familiar

with the Hawaiian god Lono?

- Uh, no.

- In the Arrival myth, he saves Pele...

...the Hawaiian goddess--

Look forward to hearing the rest

at dinner. Thanks for the lift.

Waitin' for the girl

Who's got curlers in her hair a'

Waiting for a girl

She has no money anywhere I

We get buses everywhere a'

Waitin' for a factory girl a'

- For you.

- Yes.

Yes, yes, yes.

This is important for our book.

I wanna hear about your childhood.

Childhood.

That's nostalgia and a trap.

Carson, the new king

of space exploration.

Aloha, boys.

Aloha, boys N'

I saw your TED Talk on the way.

Oh, that.

Yeah, Bono talked me into that.

Oh, how is Bono?

As if I knew him. That's...

Everybody wants to launch a rocket.

Right. Sure.

Wow. Good at that.

Ho.Huh.

Smooth.

Smooth.

It's good to be back.

Oh, God.

I didn't abandon you.

I saved you.

Let's do some great stuff here.

All right, start with the blessing,

and we'll move on from there.

Okay.

And welcome back.

Killed it.

Oahu traffic, Seneca 128.

Alpha-Romeo over Rabbit Island,

2000 feet.

Our appointment

with the sovereign king...

...and the head of the state of Hawaii,

Dennis "Bumpy" Kanahele, was rejected.

He's a fierce man, sir. He's a descendant

of King Kamehameha the Great.

I know Bumpy.

I helped him get elected.

We've all worked together before.

And you don't have to call me "sir."

Sir, I will also be an invaluable addition

to our joint mission.

I am a quarter Hawaiian.

Call me "sir."

The Royal Aloha. Mm.

Careful on those steps.

- I see them.

- I know about the leg.

Sir, I'd love to get a beverage.

Or a peppermint tea.

And discuss...all kinds of stuff.

The sky. The future. Yeah.

Everything.

- I'm a peppermint tea girl.

- You have a good time.

- I meant with you.

- Captain Ring, I--

It's Ng. It's like "ring,"

but without the R or the I.

It's just Ng. It's short.

Short. Short's good.

Small talk and conversation, Ng.

There's no time for it.

You are never going to offend me

by being blunt.

Handful of words, boiled down.

No more than five.

One, two, three, four--

- Five. Yeah.

- There you go.

Let this be our longest conversation.

Good evening, captain.

Warmest aloha, sir.

Okay, let's talk about Gilcrest.

So finally we meet, right?

This is a great story.

This is good. Yeah.

So much paperwork on this guy.

A surprising amount of paperwork.

Flirting with Pakistani princesses.

Yeah, yeah.

Something with the daughter

of Princess Hafa El Yassein.

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