Johnny Kapahala: Back on Board Page #6

We're lucky. It's a simple fracture.

Nothing serious.

- I am so sorry about all of this.

- No, no, I'm sorry.

I should've kept an eye on him.

Sorry about your dinner...

No, Johnny, please. It's OK.

Chris told us everything.

- Mel, Pete. Help me clean up?

- Yeah.

- Can I help?

- Yeah. Come.

Does it hurt?

A... little.

That was a pretty sweet jump, though.

- This should be fun.

- Hey, relax. This ain't about you.

Hey, Johnny T.

I've got bad news.

There was a break-in at the store.

It's been trashed.

- Who would do something like this?

- I've got officers canvassing the area.

We'll do an investigation,

see if we can find fingerprints

on that window in back.

We've been here every day, every night.

Whoever did this probably

knew you'd all be busy tonight.

- Jared.

- Jared.

We found him behind Dirt Devils

with a key to the store room.

He was stashing this.

Copy.

That's affirmative, dispatch. Over.

There are three more bags of stolen gear

where we found that one.

- Troy's on his way.

- Speak of the devil.

Oh, this is brutal.

It's not good for the opening.

You know anything about this?

Uh, no.

- Hey. Put in him the car.

- Come on.

- Sure we have to call my parents?

- You're joking.

Troy. We're gonna

need access to your storeroom.

Oh, yeah. Absolutely.

You have my full cooperation.

- Hey, John.

- Yeah, Troy.

I just want to apologize

for the other day.

- Ah...

- I have to admit that I was nervous

about having the legend,

the great Johnny T., as competition.

But, man, this just makes me sick.

And If there's, uh,

anything I can do to help...

You know, I don't think

there's much anyone can do.

Well, I better go and help out.

But hey, I heard about the jump.

Oh, you did? Cool.

It's impressive, man.

Why don't you come

by the store tomorrow?

I got a Dirt Devils helmet

in your size.

- Sweet.

- That's not going to happen.

- What are you talking about?

- You going to ride for these guys

- after all that's happened?

- Johnny, please. Not now.

Hey, Troy.

- Time to go, brah.

- Oh, hey. My bad.

You know, I guess when I see

real talent, I have to go after it.

But I hear ya. Family first, right?

Come on, Val, we gotta get you home.

Chris, Johnny.

No. I'm not riding with him.

- He ruins everything for me!

- Christopher, please.

I hate this family.

Dad, listen,

we'll all sort this out tomorrow.

- Together, all right?

- Thanks, eh.

I don't know

what I was thinking.

This place might be paradise,

but it's still real life.

A life

we can work on together.

All this can be fixed.

We'll ask the bank

for an extension on the loan...

It's not the shop, John.

I think I made a mistake.

Staying here,

thinking I could just bring Chris

with me on my little Hawaiian adventure.

And he's not luggage, you know?

- He's a boy and...

- He just needs some time.

He'll come around.

I can't take that risk.

I just...

...can't marry you, John.

I'm taking Chris back to Philly.

We'll sell the shop and, um,

- of course you'll get a share...

- Share?

I don't want a share, I want you.

I want to be Chris's father.

I've barely been his mother.

I've been so wrapped up

in opening this business.

Hey, you're always saying

that things will work out,

let nature take its course.

But for the good of my son,

I can't wait that long.

I'm sorry.

Waves look pretty tasty today.

Eh, don't feel like

getting in the water much, Pono.

It's funny.

I was actually getting used to the idea

of having a 12-year-old uncle.

Yeah, I can't imagine

them not being here,

Carla and Chris.

They've become such a huge part of me.

You ever tell Chris that?

Hard to face that...

...whatever I say to Chris

is perhaps too late.

No! No, it's not.

We just need to figure out a way

to make things pono again.

You and me, all right?

It's what we're great at.

It's right there on my bedroom door.

What?

You're not a tadpole anymore, eh, Pono?

Not exactly.

I've been too busy

to even recognize that.

Mahalo, Pono.

You know what?

I know the one person on the planet

that Chris might actually listen to.

You, uh, go away, please.

- I'm sorry, I can't do that.

- Val!

- Val, what's up?

- I need to talk to you.

Why?

Somebody has to keep you

from becoming a Jared.

- Jared?

- Yeah. It's Hawaiian for "loser. "

Chris, Johnny Kapahala is,

like, the best big brother.

Or nephew or whatever

you could ever ask for.

And since he came here, he's done

nothing but try to be your friend.

- You don't understand...

- He learned how to dirt-board for you.

He made a fool of himself for you.

He skated the barge.

He tracked you down when you ran away.

He stood up to Troy and Jared.

And yesterday, when the rest

of your so-called friends

didn't even care whether or not

you jumped to your death,

- he tried to stop you.

- I didn't ask him to do all that.

- No. Mr. Kapahala did.

- What?

Johnny's grandpa, he asked his

17-year-old grandson to spend

his entire Hawaiian vacation with his

12-year-old, soon-to-be-stepson.

And Johnny did it.

I just don't get it.

You've got this whole family

of people who love you.

They want to be with you

and they want you to be happy.

Why would you walk away from that?

- Do you see?

- Johnny and Chris talking?

- Should we be worried?

- Only if we hear police sirens.

This whole thing is my fault.

If I would have just listened to you

and not have gone for that jump,

Jared would have never

known about the party.

And...

...my mom would

be opening the shop today,

and she'd be

marrying your grandpa tonight.

Look, I... I really want to fix this.

I just... don't know how.

- You really do?

- Yeah.

Well, then I guess it's a good thing

that your nephew's a genius.

Come with me.

Carla, what if you stayed?

Just... Just postpone the wedding,

give the shop a chance. I...

- Give Dad some time with Chris.

- No, it's complicated.

Well, of course it is.

I just... I just want you to know

we'll all be really sad if you leave.

I mean, what's a Hawaiian vacation

without some police intervention

and a couple trips

to the emergency room?

Hopefully,

we'll outgrow that.

- Exactly.

- Well, we got most

of the restaurant deposit back

for the reception.

We do, however,

have to eat there tonight

and order the entire right side

of the menu.

Hello? Yeah. OK.

All right.

That was Johnny.

- What's up?

- He's at the store with Chris.

Well, is Chris OK?

Chris? Open up. It's locked.

Pono!

This is incredible! Oh!

- Unreal, eh?

- Look at that.

- Surprise!

- Chris! Did you do this?

Yep. Me and my friends.

- Oh, my...

- We debated.

Fix up the shop or do something

dangerous andIor illegal.

- We settled on this.

- Good choice.

- You no need do that, Pono.

- Yes. Yes, we did.

Yeah.

- Hey, uh, you know Val, right?

- Mom.

- Hey, Val.

- She's really bossy.

I am. But in a good way.

Mom, I don't want to move...

...yet.

You know, I think I could like it here.

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