All language subtitles for High.Potential.S02E07.WEB

You know there's always
some growing pains when
a new person joins a team.

I remember nothing but absolute
delight when I came on board.

You may have heard that I was
up for the captain's chair.

Turns out you're stuck with me.

Nick Wagner. Your new captain.

Why are you being so
cool, right now? I hate this.

I'm pissed.
It should have been me.

Root beer on
an unprotected lip?
You're a madman.

The stress is getting to her.

She goes rogue
and something happens
She's not a cop.

- You okay?
- I told you it was
a clean shot. IA will clear me.

I'm not worried
about your badge.
I'm worried about you.

I just heard some rumors
you don't respond positively
to authority.

Sometimes I forget what
it's like to have somebody
looking out for me.

See you tomorrow, Gillory.

- Any news?
- We found Roman.

- Sending a photo.
- That's not Roman.

Roman asked me to put eyes on
you and Ava, just to make sure
you two were okay.

Actually let myself
believe that he didn't
abandon us.

I still believe that.

Arthur, I want that backpack.

So, you think that
whatever's in that bag

will give you answers
and not just more questions?

Huh. That's weird.
You see that?

Hmm.

It's not coming back.

I'ma go check it out.

All clear so far.

We good? What's your 20?

Base, we got a guard down.

-Good morning.
-Morgan, hey, hey.
Are you and Ava okay?

Yeah, we're good. What's up?

I'ma ask you straight up.
You have somebody
following me again?

What? No.
What are you talking about?

I don't know. I think
someone's been on my tail
the past few days.

Maybe it's nothing.

Arthur, if you feel like
you might be in danger,
you should call the police.

No, I don't think
that's a good idea.

Roman wasn't too keen
on the cops, remember?

What does this have to do
with Roman?

That's what I'm trying
to figure out here.

I mean

Were you able to learn anything
about what was inside
that backpack of his?

No, not yet.

All right, well, look,
maybe you should just
hide the bag for now,

'cause whoever Roman's running
from might not want what's
inside that bag getting out.

You hear me?

Yeah. Hey, I gotta go, okay?

All right, well, look,
just be careful, all right,
you and Ava.

Keep your head on a swivel.

You too.

Ava and I didn't
glove up at home.
Is that gonna be a problem?

Only if you think you two
might be suspects
in Roman's disappearance.

I think you can count us out.

And nothing in the bag
look familiar?

-Rang any bells?
-No.

Also, Roman's not a huge fan
of law enforcement,

so if we could just
keep this between us.

We'll keep the circle small.

Thank you.

What's going on?

Just revisiting an old case.

Call came in
pretty high profile.
I want these two on it.

Go, I got this.

And close the door.

She only arrived here
last week.

She have a name?

Young Girl
Leaning On A Windowsill .

You guys are saying she a lot.
We are talking about
a painting, right?

Painted by Rembrandt in 1645.

Up until last night,
she was here with
our other Dutch masters.

"This intimate portrait
captures the most fleeting
moments of human expression."

Sorry, I missed it.

We'll need a list
of museum employees,
anyone with access.

Of course.
Then I should call the Fosters,
so they hear it from me.

The Fosters?

Linda and Greg Foster
loaned us the Rembrandt.

Any idea how much it's worth?

I believe they paid
over 20 million at auction
a few years ago.

-I'll get you that list.
-Thank you.

Uh,
we are Major Crimes, right?

I'm not really seeing
what's major about this.

A theft of major artwork
carries a penalty
of up to 10 years

before the DA tacks on
possession, conspiracy,
breaking and entering.

Why? You prefer a dead body?

No, I've just seen
actual missing girls
get less attention.

Well, like it or not, every
news outlet's gonna run
with this story tonight.

Captain's probably trying
to keep this from
blowing up in our faces.

One guard said there was
too much smoke for her
to get a look at the thief.

Second guard took
a blow to the head,
but I hear should be okay.

So this is our point of entry?

Yeah, and exit
as far as we can tell.

We had whatever this is sent
over to the lab for testing.

Well, put a rush on the results
and see if we can get a log

-of visitors
the past few weeks.
-Okay.

So the thief entered here,
but the Rembrandt's
all the way over there.

Most thieves prefer not
to bust through the wall
like the Kool-Aid Man.

Okay,
so this person took the time
to cut out the window,

toss down a rope,
slide down right here.

And then just walks right by
Vermeer, Caravaggio,

Turner, Rubens,
Delacroix, and Goya?

Do you have any idea how much
all of those are worth?

I'm sure you're going
to tell me.

A lot more than the Rembrandt.

If this heist was about money,

the thief would have taken
the most valuable piece
he could.

Our guy would have
known that this Goya
was the real jackpot.

- Maybe they didn't do
their research.

Every single detail
of this thing was planned.

I mean, look at the frame,
that perfectly straight line
down the inside seam.

Removing this canvas
took precision and time.

Somebody wanted this painting
for a reason.

Whoever the thief was, they
were not in it for the money.

This was personal.

They wanted her.

Did you say 22 million?

Yeah, but if Morgan's right,
we need to find out more
about the Rembrandt

to figure out who might have
taken it. And what their
real motivation was.

Excuse me.

Is this Major Crimes?

You must be Mr. Eastman.
I'm Captain Wagner,
we spoke on the phone.

Of course, please,
call me Rhys.

Rhys flew in from Mexico City
this morning to help us
find our missing girl.

Yeah, I had a lead on Kahlo's
La Mesa Herida ,
but it didn't pan out.

Uh, help us how?

I'm an art recovery specialist.
I recover lost, missing,
or stolen art.

They cram all the info
right there in the title, huh?
That's helpful.

-And you are?
-Gillory works with us
as a consultant.

She does, and she really
feels as though this painting
has enough attention

without flying someone in.

Did the Fosters
send you?

No, the insurance company did.
If I can recover
the Rembrandt safely,

the insurance company
can avoid cutting
a rather large check.

Oh, good, good. What a relief.

Okay, so this entire
investigation is about saving
an insurance company money.

That's awesome, right guys?
Just wanted to make sure
you guys heard that. Go on.

Morgan believes that the
Fosters' Rembrandt was targeted

for a reason other than money.

I mean, anything's possible,
but in my experience,

- it's always about money.
- Mmm.

Well, not this time.

I mean, thieves don't steal
masterpieces to hang
on their walls, Ms. Gillory.

Maybe this one did,
Mr. Eastman.

Morgan and I'll go see

what the Fosters can tell us
about their painting.

Great. Fill in Rhys on the way.

Shall we?

The moment
we saw her at auction,
we knew we had to have her.

I mean honestly,
we would have paid even more.

We think she's priceless.

Greg and I started a hedge fund
right out of college.

We worked 80 hours a week
for decades.

So by the time
we even thought about kids,

we couldn't imagine
chasing a baby around here,
making a mess.

So, we often thought
of the girl in that painting
as our daughter.

Can you think of anyone
who may have wanted
to steal from you?

No.
You think this was personal?

-So, why share her?
-I'm sorry, what?

Mmm. Oh, just you're
talking about this painting
like your daughter,

and I've never put my daughter
in a museum.

I'm just wondering why you
wouldn't keep it to yourself.

Loaning out a masterpiece
increases its visibility
and its reputation.

And its value.
Spend some time in a museum,
jacks up the price.

You can sell it
to the highest bidder.

-She's not for sale.
-Mmm.

Well, in my experience,
thieves are two things.

They're greedy and chatty.

And these masterpieces,

they don't fetch the same price
on the black market
as they do at an auction.

So these thieves,
they like to talk to people.

They ask around and all
it will take is one of these
people to call me

and I can help negotiate
the return of your
lovely servant girl.

Do you call her a servant girl?

It's not a servant.

Excuse me?

She's leaning out
the windowsill looking
for business.

That's a working girl.

Well, there's speculation
that the subject
was a courtesan,

but widely believed that
she was either a servant girl--

A servant girl with a
gold braid? Come on.

Look at the way she leans.
It's domestic, not provocative.

It's upsetting, is what it is,
because she looks like
a child, but she's working.

She's contemplating life.

-I-Is this important
to the investigation?
-No, it's not.

What else can you tell us
about the Rembrandt itself?

The details about
her providence,
they're all in here.

This girl in the window's
traveled all over the world.

Paris, London, Berlin.
She's lived a much more
exciting life than me.

Except now she's
probably rolled up
in the back of somebody's van.

Well, let's hope she got it all
out of her system first.

-This is interesting.
-You got something?

Maybe. Right after Rembrandt
painted the young girl
in 1645, he sold it.

At that point, it sort of
bounced around
for a few hundred years,

17th century Paris,
kind of skimmed this part,

until it was purchased
by a Prussian nobleman
who kept it until he died.

Then his family
kept it till 1932

until Franz von Papen dissolved
the Free State of Prussia.

I thought you said
this was interesting.

Look, I'm trying to care
about this case, okay?

Which at the moment is just
saving an insurance company
from having to pay money

to a couple of people
who seem to be doing just fine.

Where did she go next?

To a Polish businessman
in Kraków, and he hung it
in his family home.

Then it just kind of
bounced around from
collection to collection

until good old Greg and Linda
paid a fortune for it.

Why is any of this important?

I don't know yet.

Lab results came back
on those slags we found
on the museum floor,

tested positive for aluminum
oxide, so I did some research.

When aluminum
combines with ferric oxide,

it creates a thermite reaction
hot enough to melt glass.

Would explain
why we didn't find any glass
shards under the sky light.

It also came up in a report
on another museum heist.

Two years ago, a Matisse was
stolen from the Kunsthal Museum
in Rotterdam.

And aluminum oxide was found
under the museum sky light.

Which might mean this
isn't our thief's first rodeo.

You and Daphne look for others.

So far we found 19 heists
around the world
with the same MO.

Always a masterpiece stolen
from a gallery.
Always worth 10 to 30 million.

And traces of aluminum oxide
at every scene

under a window
or a skylight just like ours.

We have any idea
who it might be?

Well, the internet
seems to think so.
Some call him Jean-Baptiste.

-He's French?
-No, but the first painting
he stole was.

" The White Duck
by Jean-Baptiste Oudrey."

Stolen in Paris, 12 years ago.

Tell me somebody's
got eyes on him.

Only once.

He tried
to steal a Picasso
in Madrid five years ago,

but a guard shot him
in the left shoulder,
and he fled empty-handed.

Okay, so why can't
anybody find this guy?

Because he
might not exist.

-He could be a myth.
-What do you mean?

I mean, it's impressive work,

but the name Jean-Baptiste
comes up whenever
there's a heist unsolved,

the thief got in and out
without a trace, escaped
with another masterpiece.

Must be Jean-Baptiste.

But is he real? Maybe.
It could be ten different guys.

Check this out.
I searched public records.

Someone sued claiming to be
the Rembrandt's rightful owner.

We have a name?

Yeah, an Ari Weisman,
but it looks like the records
are sealed.

Ari would be the first guy
to take matters
into his own hands

- when the court ruled against him.
- -We got an address?

Yeah, looks like he's local.

Captain, I could use a hand
from Detectives Ozdil
and Forrester for a bit.

Is this about that cold case?

It is.

You heard the lieutenant?

Can I help with anything?

No, I'm good.
I'll keep you posted.

Why don't you guys go find out
if this Ari Weisman responds
to the name Jean-Baptiste?

We just wanted
the painting back.

How badly?

Enough to sue, not steal.

Sorry, you think
that painting belonged to you?

Not me, my grandma.

My father bought
that painting in 1932.

I remember the day
he hang it up on the wall.

Whenever we all got together,
there was the girl
smiling down to us.

Always felt she felt
like part of the family.

- Your father
had wonderful taste.

It's a very special piece.

One of my favorites.

We lived in Kraków.

My father, my mother,
and my two brothers,
Jacob and Samuel.

I was the youngest.

The only one
in our family that survived.

When the Nazis came

they took everything.

I'm so sorry.

We're still here.

I'm guessing you searched
the auction catalogs for years.

I thought she'd never find it,
and then one day
there it was, up for sale.

The owners. They wanted to
sell it to us.

For $20 million.

We don't have $20 million.

The court said we couldn't
prove it was stolen.

Is that all?

Actually, Ari, we have to ask,
where were you last night?

I was here with my grandma.

I saw your name
on the museum visitor logs.

You were there
a couple of days ago.

I wanted to take a photo
to show to her.

Have you traveled outside
the country the last few years?

No.

No, but she keeps asking me
to take her to Poland.

She wants to visit
the house where she grew up.

She's not doing
much traveling now.

That painting was the closest
she'll come to going home.

Please.

Thank you.

Thanks for the assist,
you guys.

Once every item is tagged,
photographed, and packaged
for forensics--

I'll get TID to get started on
data extraction on his phone.

Hopefully, we uncover
text messages, call logs.

You want fiber analysis
on the backpack?

All of it. I want the works.

This much activity, people
gonna start asking questions.

What are we saying if the
captain asks what we're doing?

Tell him to talk to me.

And let's run
this stack of photos
through facial recognition.

Okay.

Okay, let's go over it
one last time.

-Mom, I got it. Trust me.
-I do trust you.

That's why
I'm paying you a premium
instead of hiring a babysitter.

You've literally rejected
every babysitter in California.

And I wouldn't say
you're paying me a premium.

It is a perfectly reasonable
wage based on current
market conditions.

Listen, Chloe's routine has
changed since she's down a nap.

So can you just indulge me?

Nap time
from one to three.

Classical music on low.

For lunch, she gets
half a grilled cheese
and mushed up zucchini.

After that, she can
play with her blocks,
and if she gets frustrated,

then distract her
with the singing giraffe.

-I wanna be very clear
about something.
-Hmm.

She's gonna get frustrated and
she will throw those blocks.

-I'll be prepared.
-Okay, perfect.

-Oh, wait, Mom. Hold on a sec.
-Can this wait? I got to go.

I know, but I just wanted
to know what the cops are doing
with Dad's stuff from his bag.

Did they find anything yet?

These things take time.

I know, but can't you push them
to make it go faster?

Can't you be patient, please?

Listen, there's a reason
I gave his stuff to them, okay?

They're gonna find something
and when they do,
I'll let you know, I promise.

-Okay.
-All right. Thank you.

Also, I'm pretty sure
that singing giraffe is broken,
so best of luck to you. Bye.

-Is it really? No, Mom.
-Love you.

And what is your job
at the museum?

I'm a gallery attendant.

I've been the assistant curator
at The Harbach
for almost twenty years.

I just collect tickets
and the paycheck.

I don't know anything about
that painting getting stolen.

Did you notice anything
out of the ordinary
the past few weeks?

Maybe a visitor
lingering around.

Mmm. One sneezed
on a Vermeer last week,

so I showed him Caravaggio's
Judith Beheading Holofernes
as a warning.

How'd you get that bruise
on your face?

Took a nap on the floor.

Hmm.

Are you sure you haven't seen
anything out of the ordinary?

I noticed a guy hanging
around the Rembrandt
a few days ago.

He looked familiar, like
I'd see him a few times, but
I mean, we see a lot of faces.

Do you remember anything
specific about him?

-I remember thinking, he
looked like he went for a run.
-Huh.

Yeah, that's him.

Oh, come on.

We have to
consider Ari a suspect.

He has means, motive, and
his alibi wants the Rembrandt
just as much as he does.

Yeah, because the painting
belongs to her. Am I right?

I don't disagree, but--

No, but nothing.

Listen, the Weismans are the
victims here, not the suspects.

Are you picturing
Miriam Weisman
rappelling through a skylight?

Well, Ari's a gymnast. I can
totally picture him doing it.

Look, all the museum employees
that we've talked to so far
have alibis.

Morgan, what are you doing?

I am fixing our crime board
and correcting the timeline

-to include the first time
that the painting was stolen.
-In 1939?

Well, why confine ourselves
to solving crimes
in the 21st century?

If we find The Young Girl ,

we should be returning it
to Miriam Weisman,
not the Fosters.

I got to take this.

Morgan, it's not that simple.

I don't know what to tell you.
There's gotta be
something we can do.

Well, even if we had
the jurisdiction to resolve
a crime from 80 years ago,

it's just not
how the system works.

I really wish there was
more we could do.

Who was that?

Excuse me?

Who was that?

You said that thieves love
to talk to people

and sometimes
those people call you.

Was that people calling?

A man called.

Claims he knows where
the painting is. He wants to
meet with me to discuss.

Where?

You don't wanna tell me

'cause you're worried
if the police get involved,
they're gonna ruin it?

If we spook whoever
this guy is, we may never
recover the painting.

-Fine, then I'm
coming with you.
-I can't show up with the cops.

I don't see any cops, do you?

Where is this guy?

He's late.

And why exactly
is he calling you?

Well, not to sound
insufferable, but I'm the only
person that does what I do.

Sorry, you were trying
to not sound insufferable?

Well, from what I gather,
you're the only person
that does what you do too.

It's a little different,
but sure.

Well, I think
we have some time to spare.

Let's see how this guy got in.

-Knock yourself out.
-Come on,
you're coming with me.

I need your insufferable
talents on that roof.

If I could just Hello.

Lieutenant, you got a second?

Good news only.

Well, TID is backed up.

Hobson says cracking that
BlackBerry could take weeks,

too many phones,
not enough texts.

Remind her of the parking
ticket I got her mother out of

in front of the Van Nuys
courthouse.

She owes me.

You know the difference
between good news and bad?

I ran those photos
in the backpack
through facial recognition.

No criminal record
on the ones we could match

parking tickets, traffic stops,
nothing major.

-And the ones
we couldn't match?
-Only one.

All right,
I'll take it from here.

Did you know there's a German
diaper derby competition?

It's held annually in Bavaria.

Contestants are judged
on speed, efficiency,

and the artistic flourish
of the diaper application.

-I'd do well.
-Is Chloe napping or not?

Yes, which brings me
to my next point.

Since I'm helping you babysit
and not being babysat

I'll give you 10% of my pay.

Fine, 20%.

Deal.

And I won't tell Mom you're
going through her clothes.

How generous of you.

What if we promise
not to touch anything?

That works for me.

Have you ever
stolen anything?

Nothing with a provenance, you?

Yes, stole
a classmate's trainers
once in primary school.

Scotland Yard know about this?

He deserved it.

Used to kick this kid, Gideon,
in the shins with
those shoes at recess.

Well, did you
wear them to school?

No, I donated them to a thrift
store right by the bus stop.

That way he could see them
every time he looked
through the window.

You monster.

-This glass is reflective.
-What do you mean?

These skylights all have
a one-way window film on them.

The thief wouldn't
be able to see in.

It's a risky little game,
breaking glass, not knowing
who's down there.

Excuse me.

We were just leaving.

The guard saw you come up here.
Are you Mr. Eastman?

-Yeah, why?
-One of my docents
found this at the front.

They didn't see who left it.

So you go back to
the crime scene on your own
without a police escort?

Well, yeah--

-Detective Karadec,
did you know about this?
-Know about what, sir?

The museum director
just called me and told me that
your partner took Mr. Eastman

on a tour of the crime scene.

-That's
-Ducked right under the tape,
cut the seal.

Are you trying to sabotage
this investigation?

You made it quite clear
how you feel about this case.

No, I'm not trying
to sabotage anything, okay?
I was trying to help.

He was going anyway.
Would you prefer
I just let him go by himself?

Neither of you should've
been there in the first place.

Okay, I understand that.
And I'm sorry.

But if we didn't,
we wouldn't have gotten this.

Whoever left this wants
to meet at 1:00 p.m.

That gives us
less than 2 hours.

Are Forrester and Ozdil still
with the lieutenant?

You thinking a surveillance op?

Yes, and we need to see
the museum's security cameras.

Maybe we can get eyes
on whoever dropped this off.

Don't you think that
Rhys should take
the lead on this though?

-And why would we do that?
-Because I'm who they
want to speak to.

Great idea. I'll send Morgan
with you and you can
tamper with more evidence.

Hey, I'm sorry, okay?

I'm sorry I went to a building
without your permission first.

-I see now that
that was a bad idea.
-Bad idea?

How about reckless
and insubordinate?

I just said I'm sorry.

I know that you
don't like rules,
but when you're in my precinct,

I expect you
to follow my command.

You practice that in a mirror?

-Morgan, calm--
-Do not tell me to calm down.

We need to grab someone
from the SIS.

The sooner that we get
to the ransom's location,

the sooner that we can
start surveillance.

-Okay, great.
Rhys and I will follow you.
-No.

Detective Karadec and I
can handle it from here.

Our consultants
have done enough.

- Are you kicking me
off the case?

I walked up on a roof!

Oh, great. The Fosters
are on their way up.
They want an update.

Talk to them. I'll be waiting
downstairs. Just make it quick.

What is going on?

Morgan, what were you thinking?

I get it!

This is why I work alone.

Do you drink alone?

-I prefer to have company.
-Great.

Good luck.

You believe that guy?

Kicking me off the case
so he can go follow
a lead that we found.

He knows how I work.
I do my thing and then
cases get solved, right?

What's wrong with that?

Nothing's wrong with that,
Rhys. That's the answer
to that question.

You have every right
to be upset.

Yeah, I know I do
because he called me out
like I'm a child.

I have kids, I don't even
talk to them like that.

What?

Boys, girls, mix?

Mix. Don't change the subject.
I gotta get this out.

And why are we still driving?

Shouldn't we be
eating and-and drinking by now?

Are you suggesting I go faster?

Look at the kind of
car you're driving.
We just got passed by a Subaru.

You should be
ashamed of yourself.

Where did you get this?

Our consultants came across it.

Good news is your painting
doesn't appear to be damaged.

What happens now?

We're supposed to
pay the ransom?

That's not what I said, sir.

The LAPD never pays ransom.
We don't suggest
that you do either.

I don't believe this. Okay. So
what do you suggest that we do?

Are we just gonna sit here
and do nothing?

Detective, we have been waiting
by the phone,

and we have heard nothing,
and now-now this?

Who sent you this? Do you have
any leads? Anything?

We're assembling a team
to follow that lead
and recover your painting.

And how long does it take
to assemble this team of yours?

They're assembling
in the war room right now,

and I should be with them
instead of here.

Detective,
we just want her back.

I understand, sir.
Let us handle the response.

We'll get back to you
when we find out more.

Thank you for keeping us
informed, Detective.

Of course.

-Just a little bit more.
-Yes, sir.

Thanks, bro.

-This is Arthur.
-Hi, this is Ava Sinquerra.

Boss, you want us to--

Hello?

Um

I just wanted to call you
because there's something
I didn't get an answer to

at the diner 'cause my mom
flipped out.

Well, how does your mom feel
about you calling me?

Oh, this call never happened.

Actually, I should
probably tell her
so she won't ground me again.

Yeah, well,
it sounds like a wise move.

Look, Ava, I'm in the middle
of working right now, so--

You said that I reminded you
of my dad?

What was he like?

Hello?

Look, I won't bother you again.
I promise. I just

I'm sorry. Maybe this
wasn't such a good idea.
I'll just leave you alone.

No, no, just hold on a second.

If you wanna have a serious
talk about your dad, then we
have to do it the right way.

I don't know, maybe me, you,
and your mom, we could

I don't know.
Find ourselves back
at that diner at some point.

How does that sound to you?

Sure, yeah.

Listen, Ava,
until that happens,
you and I, we can't

Look, Roman didn't always
do things the easy way,

but he always did things
the right way.

I mean, he had a lot to do with
me getting my life together

and believe me,
he saved my ass more than once.

He's a stand-up guy
through and through.

Well, look, Ava,
I gotta get back to work here.

-Hey, Arthur.
-Yeah.

Thank you.

Of course, sweetheart.

Everything
all right, Detective?
Something on your mind?

You know, I read somewhere

carrying around unexpressed
frustrations is like
carrying a heavy backpack.

Every unspoken thought adds
another stone to the load,

making your journey
much more difficult.

-She's confused, sir.
-Hmm.

Yeah, so am I.

You're confused?

Sir, is there something
you wanna tell me?

I can't protect you
if I don't know where you are.

I have to be
in a position to help
if things go south.

I need to know everything,

and that's not because
I don't trust her,

but because I do.

Still confused?

No.

Good. Because the same applies
to you and everyone else.
You understand?

Yes, sir.

Next time you lose your cool
with her, I'd suggest you find
a different approach.

Oh, yeah. Why is that?

Because if you don't,
it's gonna put me and you
in a position

where things
will definitely go south.

All clear.

Just getting
a little impatient.

Don't worry. The ransomer
will turn up soon enough.

With you, Detective.

Impatient with me. Why?

We're sitting here
nice and quiet. Nothing
but time for you to read me in.

Read you in on what?

Roman Sinquerra.

Come on, Adam.

You don't think I see things?

What do you wanna know?

Oh. We don't have time
for this. It'll blow our cover.

Or spook our ransomer.

We're here for the
painting, not some car thief.

Leave it alone.

He's committing a crime. I

I'll handle this.

Detective.

Hey! Hey, man, that's my car.

What are you doing?
Bro, get out of my car now.

Whoa! LAPD, put the gun down.

Now. At your feet. Let's go.
Put that gun down now.

Drop it. On the ground.

Good. Keep your hands
where I can see 'em, son.

Hey, that's our guy. Let's go!

Hey! Hey!

Move!

Wait, so now
you're stealing the car.

That's right.
It's your lucky day.

- Detective.
- You took my car, sir.

Yeah, I couldn't wait.
He was getting away.

Well, I'm right behind you.

What? You stole that car?

No, sir. I commandeered
a private vehicle in an
emergency because you left me.

I had no choice. I told you
not to mess with that guy.

He was committing a crime!

Get out of that car, Detective.
You hear me?

Yes, I hear you, sir.

Pull over right now!

Pull to the side of the road.

Need some help?

I got it handled.

-That was close.
-I'm well aware!

I'm gonna make my move!

What move? No move!

Let's pull
a two-vehicle box-in.

Just pull over and get
a chopper in the air.

We need eyes in the sky.

Just listen to me, Detective!

Had we both been in one car,
I think that we

Never mind.

I'm not even convinced
he should have the job.

I mean, Lieutenant Soto was
absolutely qualified.

Well, how did he
get the promotion?

Politics, nepotism, I guess.

You know what it might be?
He's tall.

Data shows taller people
get promoted faster.
Did you know that?

But if you can't buy
pants off the rack,
what's the point of living?

Okay.
When's the last time
you bought pants off a rack?

Pretty sure there's
a tailor in London who's
got your inseam memorized.

Well, you know,
I do like clothes that fit.

Mm-hmm, I can tell.

You think you know me?
But you can't get
past the accent, can you?

I mean, you do sound like
you were born clutching
a croquet mallet.

Well, let me share
something with you.

My father, he was a bin man.

Always out collecting
other people's rubbish.

All the kids at school,
they used to make fun of me.

They said that they could
smell it on me, but
when I walked into a museum,

I was staring up at the same
beauty as kings and queens,
like, this kid from Stevenage.

It didn't matter who I was.

I mean, the Mona Lisa
smiled at me
like she smiled at everyone.

Mmm.

I'm gonna be honest,
I'm still really pissed,
so I wasn't fully listening,

but I did hear bin man
and Mona Lisa .

Not exactly sure
how they're connected,
but I bet it was poignant.

- It was.
- Mm-hmm.

-I mean,
I'm glad you didn't hear it.
-Mmm?

You don't strike me as a girl
that's attracted to someone
that's so sentimental anyway.

Hmm. What am I attracted to?

I think you
appreciate a challenge.

I think you need something
exciting enough to get you
out of that head of yours.

Really?

Like what?

I have a few ideas.

He tried
to steal a Picasso
in Madrid five years ago.

The guard shot him
in the left shoulder,
and he fled empty-handed.

I'm the only person
that does what I do.

Nineteen heists
around the world
with the same MO.

This isn't
our thief's first rodeo.

In my experience,
it's always about money.

Have you ever stolen anything?

Jean-Baptiste might not exist.

It could be a myth.
It's a very special piece,
one of my favorites.

I should get that.

Hey, what's up?

I'm down at the museum,
and you're gonna
wanna see this.

Our case just got
blown wide open.

Who are you?

Where is it?

I want that backpack.