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Previously on Wild Cards.

Hi. Name? Max Mitchell.

We used to work with them, but for some reason got transferred to Sea Patrol.

You're going to stay on the case.

Thank you, ma 'am. Both of you. What? Ma 'am, you can't be serious. She's a con

artist. I know who killed your brother. You know she's working really hard to

get you out of here early. Sweet, sweet freedom. I managed to get Jonathan

Ashford's video diary. Tell you everything you need to know. You must be

to walk away from anyone at the drop of a hat. If you cannot, that's your

warning sign to cut them loose.

Something definitely happened, but I don't want it to be weird between us.

Friends?

Friends. I know who the mole in the department is.

Commissioner, you're under arrest.

Take her away.

Guys! Rather than putting you on leave, I don't get it. What are you going to

do? I'm going to take that trip Daniel talked about.

That's awesome.

You and Mark?

And you, if you want to come. Yeah.

I just got to see about something first.

Oh, you guys are geniuses. To access the account, there are 12 passwords.

Ricky, try George.

It's 103 million!

Was I crazy to think she was going to show up? Go. Honey, go to him. I'll be

fine.

Mom? One, two, three.

Mickey,

dig the new haircut.

Catch a bit.

Have you been here in the gym? You're looking buff.

Carver, how's the bunion stealing?

Whoa, Nick, where do you think you're going?

Oh, hold on.

That's a toy.

Excuse me? Joey, Max is a police consultant.

Sorry, Max, he's new.

Don't worry, Joey.

I was new once, too.

So, where's the action?

It's right up here. I'll walk you over.

Who are you working with today? I don't know, but between you and I, I hope not

Yates. I thought you liked Yates. I love her. Just moved him back, but lately,

just a little bit. Oh, come on!

Scary.

Morning, Yates.

Is it morning?

I can't even tell anymore. I just left Simmons at another crime scene to come

this one. That's our 10th open case. This one's our 11th. Look, I know we've

been understaffed since Ella slept, but maybe today things will turn around.

Are you telling me to turn that frown upside down, in a manner of speaking?

That's good advice.

Do you want to hear some advice?

here we go people i'm officially declaring this no murder month okay from

day forth should a citizen of our city murder another so help me goddess i will

kill you myself what do we got murder

i'm gonna need this

What's the story, Olive?

Just got here, but here's what we know.

John Doe, no ID, no wallet.

Early 20s, gunshot to the chest. They found a .32 caliber bullet. Went right

through him. Okay, so no leads, nothing to go on? Not at the moment.

Great, another winner.

Call me when you have something.

We got something.

See that blue line right there on his shirt?

It's chalk.

Did you see any of the school teachers?

No. Look at his fingers.

I noticed those, but I don't know what they're from yet. It's from playing

Moving the cue back and forth on the skin. You've got to play four to six

a day to develop calluses like that. Trust me, I used to play a lot of pool

growing up.

Canvas every pool hall in a five -mile radius. I guarantee you someone's going

to recognize them.

Hop to it, Sparky. You heard the lady.

Nice work, Michelle. Can I have my coffee back? No.

All right, and you're sure about that?

Okay, I'm going to send an officer your way to take your statement. Thank you

very much.

All right.

Got an eyewitness in our carjacking case that's willing to testify, so case

number 10 closed.

Oh, great.

Because we just picked up another one. You're kidding.

Even I'm not that funny.

Ma, Chief wants to see you.

Thanks, Tony.

Mine. That's the office coffee machine. You need to put it back in the kitchen.

Never.

Chief, you wanted to see me?

Hey, Mac.

You miss me?

Hey.

Hi.

You're back.

I'm back.

Now that the internal investigation into the Russo affair is done, Ellis has

been cleared of any wrongdoing, and his reinstatement has been approved.

That's great.

Yeah, and I was just telling Ellis that we're pretty backed up here, so I'd like

him to start right away.

Well, that's good, because Yates has been very overwhelmed with the caseload.

Right. And since Max has stayed on as a consultant, I assumed you two would

partner up again.

Uh, that... works for me.

Of course.

Great.

Your badge, Detective?

Collect your service weapon from the armory.

Good to have you back.

It's good to be back, sir.

Thank you.

Oh, and dig in that new haircut, sir.

We think you lost the bet.

Not that I don't like it, because I love it. Your old silky mane made you look

soft. Now you look like a bullet.

Deadly in need.

Get out of my office.

Gone like the wind.

I know that. Look, can I just say something first, please?

Sure.

Look, I am sorry I sprung that whole come away with me thing onto you. It was

wrong of me to do that. It was just after years of trying to find Daniel's

killer, once I finally did, it was like I was lost.

And I was reaching out for something to hold on to, and that was wrong.

And I see that now.

I'm really sorry.

And you do not owe me any kind of explanation for why you didn't show up

dock, okay? I mean that.

It's really sweet of you not to mention anything in front of Lee, but if you do

not want to work together, I totally understand that. Just give me the word,

I'll make it happen.

Thank you for all of that.

But it's all good.

We can move on.

Onward, upward, moving on up.

Okay, great.

Thank you.

So, it's really good to see you.

So, where have you been this last month?

I took the boat down to Mexico. I was going to travel around a little bit, but

ended up just settling down in a little surfing town.

What did you do there?

I ate, drank, surfed, bummed around a little bit.

It's hard for me to imagine you bumming around.

Yeah, it was for me, too. Trust me. But, no, I needed to clear my head.

Honestly, I was trying to figure out and just be myself again, you know?

Well, you do seem a little bit more chill.

And as long as I don't see you wearing a puka shell necklace or asking to play

hacky sack, we'll be okay.

Because those are deal breakers. Yeah, I think I can manage that.

Honestly, I was surprised to see you still working here. Because, I don't

I kind of had this funny feeling you were going to skip town that night. Good

for you. You proved me wrong.

Well, since my dad got out of the joint, he needs to see his parole officer

every week. We can't leave.

I needed a legit job.

They offered, and...

Voila.

Detective Mitchell.

Kept the badge.

Yeah. That was my one non -negotiable.

Well, I'm glad you made a choice today instead of going back to a life of

You are done with all the crime, right?

Oh, yeah.

All that's behind me, just in the rearview mirror.

So, anything else going on?

Nothing new in the exciting life of Max Mitchell?

Um... Mom?

Hi, Peanut.

It's me.

Vivian?

Nope.

Nothing new. Just, uh, same old, same old.

It's Chief Lee. He wants us in the observation room.

Looks like somebody ID'd your Vic from this morning.

Max, you were right.

That's Monty. He owns the Third Street Billiards Room. Yeah, that's him. Tommy

V. That's what everybody called him. How'd you know him? He started coming

around my place with his friends when he was around, I don't know, 16.

Troublemakers. I got a lot of kids like that.

Skipping school and playing pool.

This kid was different.

He was the most gifted player I have ever seen. Within a year, he was beating

the pros. He could have been one of the all -time greats.

When's the last time that you saw him? Last night.

He came in, played a few games, and then left. Nothing out of the ordinary.

Do you think of anybody who might want to mess with him? No, not this kid.

He lit up every room he walked into.

You couldn't help but like him. He was a good kid.

Seems as though Tommy was a rising star in the tournament circuit until about a

year ago when he stopped competing professionally.

So why did he stop?

I don't know.

What was Tommy doing for a living?

I don't know.

I mean, this and that.

You know, odd jobs.

Tommy was a pool hustler. How do you know that?

Well, he won every professional tournament he was in, and then he

stopped. The only reason someone that good stops competing is because they

want to get recognized in pool halls. There's a lot more money to be made

traveling across the country, fleeing players, than in sanctioned contests.

Why didn't Monty tell him that? Because he doesn't want cops coming around his

place. Owners usually take 15 % of the action.

So Tommy left the pool hall around 2 a .m. and was killed around 2 .30 a .m. It

wasn't a random mugging.

Maybe someone followed him outside of the bar.

Units took statements down at the pool hall. Nobody mentioned anything

suspicious.

That's not surprising. They are gambling illegally.

Well, if we go in there flashing badges, even bedazzled ones, we'll get a whole

lot of nothing.

That's when I wish you good luck with that new guy.

Because Simmons and I are not taking on another case.

Bye -bye, Simmons.

That was Spanish.

She wants enchiladas.

Did she just call me the new guy? Okay, you two, come up with a plan.

Don't I always?

Hey, everyone.

We heard this is where the action is.

Who wants to go to the pool?

Well, I was hoping for a little more fanfare than that.

Hey, who do you got to know around here to get in on one of the pool tables?

It'll be a while.

Why, did somebody die?

As a matter of fact, yes.

Oh, my bad.

He was murdered.

Who was he?

Tommy Z, best pool player in town.

At least he used to be.

Did you know him?

Everybody knew Tommy.

Everybody liked him.

Why is it always the good ones?

Do you need a straw?

You're crying into your drink.

Everyone loved Tommy, right? I mean, the kid was overflowing with charm.

And he wasn't only my friend.

He was the best player I have ever seen.

Maybe.

Maybe the only guy who could have beaten me in my prime.

To Tommy.

Tommy.

We're gonna wrap this up.

I got a game waiting.

Hey, kid.

A little respect.

Ignore him.

No class.

Thanks, Al.

Guess not everybody loved Tommy.

I'll start working the tables, flush some cash around.

Once these locals have an easy mark, their lips will start laughing.

Talk to that lady at the bar.

She seems like a regular, and I think there's a little more she wants to say.

Go get her, Tiger.

Damn it, kid.

That's not fair.

I'm sorry, Tom.

Give anything to see you walk through that door again.

Mom. Where have you been for the past 15 years?

Do you remember Monaco?

It's hard to forget. Last time I saw you.

And that casino con I wanted to pull?

The one I told you was too dangerous and out of our league? Well, that was just

the point. I wanted us to set our sights higher, reach for that brass ring.

You did it anyway.

Must be something in the genes.

Turns out you were right, dear.

I got caught.

So you've been in prison all these years?

No. That would have been much easier.

Van Safer.

No, I have been on the run from Gideon Varga.

No, Viv.

Who's Gideon Varga? No one really knows because nobody's ever seen his face. He

has his hands in everything. Extortion, drugs, smuggling, casinos.

Turns out Varga was behind the casino I robbed.

How have I never heard of this guy?

Some say he doesn't exist. That he's a myth. That his real talent is to be

invisible.

That's how we stayed untouchable. Come on.

These days, nobody's untouchable.

Gideon Varga is.

He's the devil himself.

Hey.

Hey.

Said you were looking for a game?

Rack him up, camp.

When I was a little girl, Daddy would always bring my brothers to the local

hall. And when I asked to go, do you know what he would say? Girl, can't play

pool. Can you believe that? Oh, my God. That's terrible.

So I gave up, but I never stopped dreaming of it. Then last month, my

flipped like a pancake.

My filthy rich grandma died and left me everything.

Of course, I did the decent thing and bought my daddy and my brother the brand

spanking new double wide, but I kept the rest of Granny's millions for myself.

So now that I'm retired, I'm going to learn how to play some nine ball and get

private massage therapist and a personal chef.

Oh, and a dog walker, because rich folks don't need to be picking up anybody's

doo -doo.

Speaking of that, hey, Siri, remind me to get a dog.

Wow, well, I learned so much from you, I feel like I took advantage.

We should have played for bigger bucks.

Luckily, where would that come from?

But first, I'm parched.

Well, I certainly sold my trailer trash to Rich's story.

Okay, did you learn anything interesting?

Please. Does Netflix cancel every show I like? Is Oatmeal still disgusting? Hey,

Max, just give me the rundown, please.

Okay.

That is Kelly, Tommy Z's grief -stricken girlfriend.

And from what everybody says, she's glad they would have taken a bullet for him.

That there is Salvatore, Tommy's steakhorse. So he finds all the matches

puts up the money for the bet.

and pays all expenses for the three of them to travel the country hustling.

Probably takes a nice chunk of their winnings, too. If Tommy was his cash

he wouldn't want to kill him.

No.

But he might.

That's Jose. I heard Salvatore originally stayed candid, and Tommy came

all. It's just too good, so... Jose got kicked to the curb.

Well, I heard the night Tommy was killed, Tommy and Jose played pool until

.m. Tommy won.

and then left with 50 grand.

But when they found Tommy's body, the cash was gone.

Maybe Jose's jealousy got the better of him. He killed Tommy, his known rival,

and then he stole the 50K he felt was rightfully his.

And now Jose has Salvatore back as his stakehorse.

Seems like Tommy's death only benefits Jose.

I think we just found your next game.

Blow on it, Reggie, honey, or good luck.

Anything for you, Bigger.

Well, now I'm definitely gonna win.

You're up. Well, I don't know which one I hit first.

They all look so cute.

They're numbered.

You're supposed to think them in order.

Damn, honey. I guess your blower's busted.

You knew that guy who got shot, right?

Timmy something?

Tommy. What about him?

I heard he got beat by him bad last night.

You want to talk?

We're going to play.

Rumor has it you lost 50 grand.

Ouch. And if I win, you got to promise not to shoot me.

What the hell are you talking about?

Sure, I was pissed at Tommy. But the only thing I killed last night was a

of rye.

Passed out, woke up on that table this morning.

Jose, got a game over here. We're not done playing.

Actually, we're done.

I've passed out.

Not the most original alibi.

No, but it should be easy enough to confirm.

What the hell is that?

Voodoo doll?

Of who?

Ellis. Why do you have a pencil voodoo doll of Ellis?

To control him.

Find me a licorice and a marshmallow. I need to make one of Max.

What's going on? What are you doing?

We gotta take them down a notch, okay?

Why? Wake up, Simmons.

When Ellis left, you and I, we became the number one team. The go -to guys.

You know what I mean? Now that he's back, he could retake that number one

And I'm not gonna let that happen.

Hey, I got a taste of the gold, and I want more.

Okay, um... What I think you need is a nice night's rest

for us to close the case, and you'll feel bright as rain. Huh? No voodoo?

No voodoo.

Then make him do the Macarena.

Give me that.

Come on.

Fine.

Hey, Yates. Yes?

You have any more of these?

No.

Do you have one of me?

No, I don't.

Hand it over.

What are we going to do with this? I talk to it sometimes when I'm lonely,

There's a lot of hours between quitting time and clocking in.

It's actually kind of sweet.

It's weird and creepy.

But it's sweet.

Yeah.

Just out of curiosity, do you ever wake up in the middle of the night doing the

tango? Give me that. Yeah, okay.

Yo, Bert!

Hi, Bert.

What's up?

My blood pressure, cholesterol, and rent.

Get off, you bastard!

Hold on a second. Is this your jacket or not? It's Tommy's. I took it last

night. I was passed out using it as a blanket. I was keeping it safe for

What's the big deal? The big deal is that Tommy's dead.

What?

I had no idea. You killed Tommy.

Stop.

Here.

Take it.

Try to do a nice thing.

Let me just get something from the pocket.

How'd you get that?

You bet big last night and lost.

None of your business.

Oh, yeah? Your two -year -old tab is my business.

It's okay.

Happy now?

Paid in full.

I guess hell has frozen over.

Well, suddenly I'm not that thirsty anymore.

Many other establishments would appreciate a patron such as myself.

What's the big deal? Bit of a loser, I'm afraid. Can never catch a break. He bet

big for Jose to win last night.

For a loser, that's somewhat of cash he was flashing around.

How does a broke gambler walk in here with a dead man's jacket and a pocket

of cash?

Take it easy, Bert.

We just want to know about the coat. The coat? I gave it back.

Who the hell are you, anyways?

The police. And between Tommy's coat and that wad of cash you were flashing

around, you just became our number one suspect for this murder.

Since when is it a crime for you to borrow a coat? When that coat is full of

cash and belongs to a murdered man.

I told everyone Jose was leaping it off. He was using Tommy's coat as a blanket.

I didn't want him to puke all over it.

Oh, you're a prince. However, Tommy left Monty's pool hall with 50 grand in his

pocket and took a bullet in the chest.

When they found the body, the money was gone. And today, you show up, a newly

rich man.

I can explain. Yeah, so can I. You got pissed off at Tommy, you followed him

outside the bar, and then you shot him, and then you stole his 50K. No, I didn't

kill Tommy, I swear.

Bert. You made a big bet last night, and you lost. Just admit it. That bet I

placed on Jose, it wasn't my money.

Really?

It was Salvatore's money.

He paid Bert to place the bet on Jose to win. Why would Salvatore bet against

his own player? Because the game was fixed. Tommy was supposed to throw the

match. Salvatore knew if he was seen betting against one of his own players,

everyone would know it was fixed.

So he had Bert place the bet for him. What he didn't know is that Tommy placed

bet. And he didn't throw the match. He won 50 grand.

So Tommy screwed over Salvatore. Then the kid ends up shot and robbed.

I don't need to connect the dots, do I? We did a little digging into Salvatore.

Turns out he was a pretty great pool player himself back in the day.

Huffing himself across the map.

Yeah, and got the priors to prove it. Portland, Winnipeg, Rochester.

An awful wagering theft.

Recurring assault charges.

Not a guy you want to mess with.

Found anything solid on him on this case?

Not yet, but if we can find out why he betrayed him, then it should give us a

clearer picture of what happened that night.

Work fast before this guy hits the road again.

I'm going to need a minute to process Bert's release. I'll be right back.

Okay.

Hey, baby girl. I'm trying to reach you.

Ricky's back from Zurich in the morning, so we've got to make a decision now.

Are we in or out?

Gideon Varga is not the sort of man who forgives and forgets. But if you've

never seen Varga, who caught you?

Tomo Hayashi, Varga's right hand.

While I was waiting for them to decide how to dispose of me, I managed to slip

away and steal a car from a valet stand.

You staged the car accident?

I had to improvise. Tomo was right on my tail, so I leapt from the car before

sending it over the cliff.

and into the sea. Rather operatic, I know, but I really had to sell it. And

money you stole?

Unfortunately, it went down with the car.

But Fargo didn't believe you were really dead.

Not without a body. I hoped he'd think I'd been swept out to sea, but every

I felt safe, I'd hear a report that Fargo was still looking for me.

Like I said, the guy really knows how to hold a grudge. But the only saving

grace was that he thought...

That I was working alone. He didn't know my identity, nor did he know about you

or your father.

That's the secret that kept you both safe.

So why did you come back?

Over the years, I found moments to watch the two of you from afar, because I

knew the risks of getting too close, but I just missed you both so terribly.

Then you landed in prison, and it was impossible to keep eyes on you, and I

felt...

Like I'd been cut off from my heartbeat.

When I heard you were being released, I just... I had to be there.

What I didn't know was that Varga had uncovered one of my aliases,

which tripped an alert at the border.

And Tomohayashi caught up with me.

With an ultimatum from Varga.

Repay every last cent I stole, or... Or he'll kill you? No.

If it was just that, she wouldn't have come back.

When Hayashi found me outside the prison, unfortunately, you were all

To all those years of being so careful, just gone in an instant.

So, if you don't pay Varga back... We're all dead.

How much do you owe?

Well, it's not a small amount of money, per se. How much, Vivian?

A hundred million.

Not exactly chump change.

Call me. There isn't much time left.

Hey, you alright?

Yeah.

You ready to find out why Tommy screwed over Salvatore?

Baby, I was born ready.

Wow, you got more game than a truck stop arcade.

You ever think about getting yourself a steak horse like Salvatore?

Nah. Well, I hear he and Tommy had a pretty sweet deal going on. So we can

sour off real quick. You're saying that their love boat started leaking?

I heard them arguing outside in the alley, taking out the trash, and the two

them were really going at it after the big game between Tommy and Jose.

So, uh, what were they fighting about?

I only caught bits and pieces, so we can't be sure.

But... Lately, I've heard a rumor.

I don't think it was about pool.

I think it was a bigger problem.

Like what?

Like girl problems.

You've heard two's company, three's a crowd?

Traveling around together, two guys and one girl?

Are you saying Sally cheated on Tommy with Salvatore? Sal's got money. He's a

charmer.

Wouldn't doubt he snuck in a side pocket shot when the real player wasn't

looking.

Double or nothing?

Maybe later.

So, you heard the rumors too?

Certainly explains why Tommy stuck it to him with his screw you win.

He was punishing Salvatore for sleeping with his girlfriend.

Nothing like a messy romance to foul up a good partnership.

Speak of the devil, love or sex?

I don't know.

Let's find out, shall we?

I know, I know it hurts, honey.

I was a wreck when my Robert died.

But day after day, you just figure out how to survive.

Thanks, Myrna. And gin helps.

Make it two this time. Make it three.

I'm buying.

You're lucky you have such amazing people to help you get through this,

Amen to that.

Now, if you'll excuse me, Mama's got a tinkle.

Geez, Myrna, careful.

Why do you have a gun?

No, no, no, that's not mine.

Wait a minute.

Hold on a second.

Same caliber gun that killed Tommy.

That's my gun, Callie.

How the hell did you get my gun out of my safe? I've never seen it before. I

didn't do this. One of the rounds has been fired.

You need to call the cops. No.

No, no, no, no, no. We don't call the cops. This is your gun, and it might

killed someone. So unless you want to go down for that, I'd pick up that phone

and start dialing.

Wait, what are you?

You're a cop?

Yeah, we are. I'm a cop. She's not.

I have a badge.

It's bedazzled. Thanks.

He's just on.

Kelly, the ballistics report just came back, and your gun is a match for the

murder weapon. I told you it's not my gun. Somebody put it there. Did you kill

Tommy because you were having an affair with Sal? I would have never cheated on

Tommy. Somebody started that stupid rumor.

I was trying to get Tommy to leave Salvatore.

Why? Tommy used to love the game just for the joy of it.

But when Salvatore recruited him and the money started rolling in, he changed.

Money became all he cared about.

The last trip we did was the worst. Took this guy in Winnipeg for everything he

had. The guy was clearly in over his head. But Salvatore kept saying that

our problem.

What were you and Sal arguing about?

Salvatore always held on to the winnings.

And now he won't give me Tommy's cut.

Says Tommy screwed him on the last game, so he's owed.

Where were you when Tommy walked out of the bar that night? I stayed around till

past three, hoping Tommy would cool off and come back.

But he never did.

Now I know why.

So, you believe her? I do. I think she loved Tommy.

That's why I keep the murder weapon in your purse.

Maybe Salvatore shot Tommy and planted the gun on her. Or Kelly actually did do

it. She was just waiting for the right time for the gun back in the safe. Do

really believe that? You gotta remember, this whole thing is centered around a

rumor of an alleged affair.

So either it's true or the whole thing's a frame -up to make him look guilty,

but I would do that.

Somebody who had access to the safe and somebody who hated Tommy enough to kill

him?

Somebody who had access to the safe.

What are you thinking?

Give me a sec.

Bingo.

Hey.

You want to play a game?

Me?

No. I don't play anymore.

Okay. Well, I'm sure someone else will want to play for this 20K.

Hey.

What the hell, huh?

For old time's sake.

Yeah, I still got it.

That's what everybody says.

Hey, tell me it is.

Last game at this table, didn't he? I heard it was one hell of a game. Tooth

nail to the end, right?

But nobody knew that the game was fixed.

It was not.

Then why'd you have Burt bet against Tommy on your behalf?

Because the game was fixed.

Tommy was supposed to throw the match, but he didn't. Why? You fixed the game

my place? It was Salvador's idea. I just went along with it. Are you crazy?

Sal, what the hell are you thinking? What is all this?

Focus, Sal. You got 20K on the line.

Well, my turn.

Okay, so let's review here. Tommy was supposed to throw the game but didn't.

Because of that, it makes sense that people heard you arguing about the fact

that he beat Jose. That wasn't the only thing you two were arguing about that

night, was it? There was juicy gossip going around that you were sleeping with

Kelly and Tommy caught wind of it. I never touched Kelly. I mean, I know

But Tommy didn't, and he was pissed.

And that's why we decided to screw you over on the game.

Who the hell are you? Somebody who likes to play games.

Speaking of, there was somebody else who was playing you and everyone else in

this bar.

That affair rumor wasn't just gossip.

Somebody started that for a reason.

You want to know who that was?

It was Myrna, the lady who's always at the bar. I think her name's Myrna.

What are y 'all looking at? Myrna told everyone that Salvatore was sleeping

Kelly. What? I didn't do anything.

You remember Winnipeg? Yeah, what about it? There was a man there, and you took

him for all that he was worth.

He was already way over his head in the game, not to mention that his house was

triple mortgaged.

He was humiliated that he was about to lose his house, so he killed himself,

leaving behind his wife, Myrna.

She's crazy.

Oh, really? So you're saying this isn't you?

When you found out who hustled your husband, you wanted to get even. So you

followed the trio back to the pool hall, and you set yourself up with some

innocent far fly.

You kept up the character for weeks, noticing the trio's personalities, their

insecurities, weaknesses, making up rumors about them, all to set them up.

then there's the matter of the gun.

It was in that moment...

I saw the reflection of the safe keypad from where I was standing.

And then I realized I'm in Myrna's spot.

You took the gun from Monty's safe, killed Tommy with it, and planted it on

Kelly. Nuts!

You can't prove anything.

Actually, we can. Because Tommy's stolen cash was just recovered at your hotel

room.

It's over, Myrna.

You can drop the act now.

That little punk ruined my life.

He deserved what he got.

Marina, you're under arrest for murder.

Now that you got your revenge, I really hope the life sentence was worth it.

You're a cop?

Yeah. You coming?

In a sec.

All right, let's go, Marina.

Go.

And by the way, Sal, never hustle a hustler.

Just like old times.

Nice work, you two. Thank you, sir.

Who's the best?

Aw, thanks.

Gabe?

We are. That's who.

Okay. Just solved another case, so... Drink's on us.

Drink's on you.

Drink's on me. Coming?

Sure. I'll come.

Brain check?

I just got back to boats and that.

Boo.

See ya at Ren.

Next time. Promise.

Nice work today, partner.

I guess the dream team is back together.

Yeah, I guess it is.

Well, uh, don't spend too long on that report.

I don't think anybody reads them anyways.

Right.

Um, hey, I know we didn't get a chance to chat much today, so I just wanted to

ask.

You doing okay?

Yeah.

Why? No, it was just a couple moments today where I felt like, I don't know,

like there was something on your mind.

Nope. Not me.

Not a care in the world.

Okay. Just me.

Well, have a good night.

You too.

We need to talk.

Sidebar, please.

I don't want to speak ill of your undead mother here, but are you kidding me?

She shows up out of the blue asking for $100 million the same night we finally

get the Ashford money. It's a little convenient.

There's no way she knows about the Ashford money, and I know it looks bad,

coincidences do happen. She's a professional liar.

So are we. She abandoned you, left you to raise Max all alone.

Do you really want to hand her our hard -earned dough? It's not a question of

want. Kitty and Varka's no joke. If what she says is true, we'll all be dead if

we don't pony up the cash.

If it's true.

I vote no.

Look, it's going to take at least a month to get the money out of the Swiss

accounts, launder it to cash, and get it back here. We might as well get

started. We can decide later.

Oh, honey, I'm sorry. I can't imagine what you're going through.

Whatever you want to do, we'll do.

Everything's set for tonight?

So you're sure about this?

Yeah. That's the only way for a fresh start.

Let's get the money off to Varga and let's just be done with this.

Bon voyage, Andomalian.

It could have been great together.

Okay, well let me know if anything goes wrong with the handoff, okay?

Where are you? Just finished grabbing a bite with the team.

And I have one more stop to make.

Police!

Come out with your hands up!

Mark?

Hi.

Max?

What are you doing here? Ronnie's egg rolls were extra greasy tonight, and I

didn't want you to miss out on the heartburn.

But I... Have you got other dinner plans?

Mark getting steak tonight?

You lucky boy.

No, actually, Max, I should have mentioned this earlier, but... Hi.

Max, this is Jessica.

Wow, finally. I've heard so much about you.

Oh, nice to meet you.

We met down in Mexico. She was taking some time off, and so was I.

Anyway, she's a journalist.

Are you still on vacation?

No, I live here in town.

Do you want to stay for dinner?

Oh, no. No, that's okay. I got to go. I was just dropping off these egg rolls.

They pair really great with the...

Steak. Right.

Have a good night.

Yeah. Yeah.

Good night.

Nice to meet you.

She seems really nice.

Yeah, she is.

I'm going to grab a beer. You want one?

Yeah. Great. Thanks.

I need two pints of ice cream and a 90s rom -com stack.

What's going on?

Who are you?

This is Tomo Hayashi.

I'm here on behalf of Mr. Varga. I was just explaining to your family that

there's been a misunderstanding.

You see, Mr. Varga demands payment in full before the deadline.

That doesn't cover it. This money covers Vivian's original debt of $98 million,

but... After 15 years with inflation and interest, you're about 30 million

short.

Oh, no, that's new to me.

When's the deadline?

It's in exactly 20 minutes. Oh, that's impossible.

It is. Which is why Mr. Varga is offering another way to pay your

debt. Oh, that is so sweet of him. It's a task suited to your skills.

If you accomplish it, he will...

Consider you debt -free. No!

We've already done everything he's asked.

For all we know, he'll keep pushing the gold post.

Either he'll take the cash, or we'll dispirith it. You can run, but you'd be

drastically underestimating Varga's resources.

You'd leave the others unprotected.

What others?

You may be willing to risk your lives, but will you risk theirs?

What's the job?

You are going to steal a diamond.