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I don't think you got it.

You're gonna have
o pay to find out.

I should've taken you for a
shark when I sat down with you.

Eight hours ago at the casino.

Thanks for the watch
by the way. Fancy.

Maybe you're just pretending to
lose because you like to get naked.

You want to make
his interesting?

Isn't it interesting already?

I'll call and I'll
raise you this ring

hat Keith Richards
gave me personally.

I don't want the ring.

You're not getting my shorts.

Based on the way
hings are going,

I'd say I got a pretty good shot

at getting you completely naked.

We both know
what I'm putting up.

Call it.

Hey. AL: Hey.

Thomas Warner, the architect. You
got 10 million bucks laying around,

he'll design your home for you.

And he was getting
some award last night.

Told his wife he forgot
something at the office.

Might have to work all night.

(INDISTINCT RADIO CONVERSATIONS)

Cause of death looks to be
blunt-force trauma to the head.

(CAMERA CLICKS)

No sign of a struggle, huh?

No defensive wounds.

They're bagging his hands to
est his fingernails for DNA,

but so far, looks like
he was taken by surprise.

Or killed by
someone who knew him.

So, what do we know
about Warner?

Well, the guy
didn't become the most

successful architect since
Frank Gehry

without pissing
off a few people.

And came from humble beginnings.

Started his business in '86.

Got his big break with the
Renstein house over in Oyster Bay.

I took a tour of that house.
It's amazing.

It has walls that open into
rooms and secret passages.

Then there's the womanizing.

What about women?

Look who's decided
o join the party.

No, I'm saying they can
be potential suspects.

Well, there's nobody so far,

but things got so bad between
Warner and his wife,

hey had to
separate a few months back.

(BEEPS)

We're talking lawyers, private detectives.
Got real nasty.

Then all of a sudden they're back together.
(SNAP FINGERS)

Supposedly he
swore off cheating.

Old habits die hard.
I called his lawyer.

I haven't heard back.
Warner has no kids.

His favorite charity is himself.
My guess, she gets it all.

Was it unusual for your husband
o stay late at the office?

Why don't you ask me
your real question?

Was my husband
still cheating on me?

We're not here to judge what
went on in your marriage. Okay?

We just want to know
where you were last night.

Our driver brought me home after
Tom went back to the office.

I had a glass of sherry, took a
sleeping pill and went to sleep.

Anyone else there
o confirm that?

No, but I put
he alarm system on, didn't

deactivate it till
he maid arrived at 7:00.

Did you notice anything unusual

about your husband
in the past few days?

Anything at all?

Well, I can't speak
o the last few days

since he was at
a conference in Boston.

Looks like he was
aken by surprise.

Thank you.
We're sorry for your loss.

Please find who
did this to Tommy.

We'll do our best.

So, what is it?

The travel case in his
office, the luggage tag

was brand new.
Return date, yesterday.

Guessing it wasn't from Boston.

SJU, San Juan, Puerto Rico.

Maybe his cheating days
weren't behind him after all.

AL: To test his fingernails
with DNA, but so far...

His assistant. She had tan
lines, like a sunburn.

What if she was in
Puerto Rico with him?

I didn't kill Tom.
He was my boss.

And who historically couldn't keep
it in his pants, right? And you!

You went to
Puerto Rico with him.

We were there on business.

Then why would Warner lie to his
wife about where he was going

and who he was going with?

The reason the trip
was a secret is because

of a project Tom was bidding on.

We all had to sign nondisclosure
agreements. You can check.

You still could have killed him.

I mean you were
sleeping with him, right?

No. Tom was a mentor. And he
and Holly were doing okay,

but there is someone who maybe you
should talk to. Someone who hated Tom.

Who?

My ex-boyfriend. Zack Follet.

We only dated for
a couple of months.

He was really possessive.
Jealous.

Did Zack ever do anything about
his suspicions of you and Warner?

He followed me. I got a restraining
order, but that didn't stop Zack.

One time he put
a dead fish on Tom's car.

Zack works at the Brooklyn
Navy Yard Fish Market.

He ever confront
Warner directly?

One time Tom and I
were in a business dinner

and Zack came
by and he told Tom...

He said he was
going to kill him.

DENNY: Oh, this place stinks.

I love the smell of fish. What?

I spent a summer in Alaska
working at a cannery.

Oh, look at you, a regular
Bear Grylls over here.

Who? C'mon, Bear Grylls. TV guy.

Rugged mountain man.
Goes up into the mountains

with nothing but, like,
he clothes on his back

and some twine and stuff.

Hey, here's our guy.
Zack Follet?

NYPD. Just wanna ask you
a couple questions.

(GRUNTS) Oh, damn it!

(TIRES SQUEALING)

Come on!

(RATTLES)

No, no, no, no!

Don't move. You son of a bitch!

You got fish guts on my new tie!

Hey, don't worry about it.
It's an improvement, Boss.

Cuff him. You're under arrest
on suspicion of murder.

What? Let's go.

AL: Last night, Thomas Warner.
Where were you?

Look, I got an alibi.
I was 80 miles

off the coast of New York
on the Alba Varden.

Check with my captain.
(CHUCKLES)

I can't help it. I'm in love.
Have you ever been in love?

That's a complicated story
I'm not telling you.

Them late nights at the office
he had with Julie. The trips...

Were none of your business.

Unless they were.
He's a stalker.

He must have followed Julie

before she and Warner left town.
What'd you see?

Actually three nights ago,
I saw Warner

coming out of the office
with another guy.

They were pissed. Yelling.
And I had the windows up.

I couldn't hear what they were
saying, but they walked right by me.

They start shoving.
Took a couple of swings.

Can you tell us anything
else about this other guy?

Yeah. He's, he's that guy.

Great! That narrows
it down to every guy.

Real estate guy. The one with all the
hotels. Dating chicks half his age.

Dewar Linden?

JAY: Meet Dewar Linden, Manhattan
real estate gazillionaire.

Oh, my God. How many zeros
are there in a gazillion?

Enough that we
need to tread lightly.

So, what do we have,
other than a slugfest

between a couple
of rich white guys?

Uh, our dead architect just dropped out
of Linden's latest tower downtown.

And it looks like he bailed
because of a disagreement

over an earlier project.

The Sicilian in Atlantic City.

Bro, this place opened, like, a month ago.
I've been dying to go there.

You know, in my vast experience,
most people who kill for money

are the ones who
already have it.

Let's pay Mr. Linden a visit.

Hold on, boss. According to TSA,

he just left for
Belgium this morning.

What? The day after Warner's murder?
Isn't that interesting.

Let me see what I can do
about getting Mr. Linden back.

DENNY: Hey, Carrie.

Hey, boys, what we got?

We got latex, Carrie. Latex.

CSU found traces of
it on the doorknob

o Warner's office. All right?
We just got the latest report.

Okay. So, the killer
wore gloves.

Didn't wanna leave fingerprints.

Guess what else
CSU found though.

CARRIE: What?
Azelastine hydrochloride.

Active ingredient
in nasal spray.

A killer with a cold.
This is great, guys.

No. See, we looked into the
azelastine thing, right?

It's also heavily used in...

Safecracking. (BANGS)

What? I was gonna say

he safecracking thing.
What's the difference?

No, because, I mean, look...

All right, guys.
The case! The case!

DENNY: Sorry. Right. Yeah.

So, the strange thing is, there
is no safe in Warner's office.

DENNY: Right.

No defensive wounds.

Yes, there is. Warner was famous
for maximizing space. Right?

Now, I saw a groove in one of
he moldings in his office.

I'm gonna bet you
hat's a fake wall

and there's
a safe right behind it.

I knew about the wall.

Something else you
failed to mention.

I've never been inside.

Tom kept his
personal things in here.

He gave me the combination,
but he told me

only to use it in
case of an emergency.

Well, I would say
his qualifies.

So, what are we
looking for in here?

I don't know.

But whatever it is,
it's what got Warner killed.

The girl's unbelievable.
She sees a crack

in the wall and presto,
a hidden safe.

Warner kept a detailed
inventory of everything.

So, whatever's missing,

he killer probably stole.

Okay. We'll have that
figured out in no time.

Ah, it's gonna take longer than that.
Warner was a hoarder.

There are over
5,000 items in there.

The evidence guy is cross-referencing
he inventory list

against what was still in the safe.
Right.

Speaking of Warner's safe.

This thing is a monster.

Best security money can buy.

Now I talked to my NSA guy.
He says there

are only six
safecracker guys out there

who would even have the stones to
ry to break into this bad boy

and only one of
hem was in New York.

This gem, Billy Ganz.

Did a three-year
stretch up in Attica.

Just got out a few months ago.

He used to be head of
security for Shane McCloud.

Vegas guy

who went to Atlantic City.
Ran things there for a while

ill Dewar Linden showed up.

There were files on
lawsuits in the safe

between Dewar Linden
and Shane McCloud.

But Warner's not
part of any of 'em.

What's a lawsuit that has nothing to
do with Warner doing in his safe?

Be sure to ask Linden
when you speak to him.

He's on his way
back from Belgium.

That's right. I'm on escort duty.
I'll see you, guys.

What's up?

Dueling billionaires. Shane
McCloud and Dewar Linden.

McCloud's having to shut
down his biggest casino,

The Arabian Kingdom,

just as Linden opens
his up right next door.

Oh, that would piss me off.

It can't be a coincidence.

Shane McCloud's former head
of security, Billy Ganz,

is one of the only people who
could have cracked Warner's safe.

Plus, Ganz is off the grid.
He skipped parole.

All right. Well, let's look
into Ganz's known associates.

(KEYBOARD TICKING)

You want to make
his interesting?

Isn't it interesting already?

Holy shit. What?

What? You know something.

Just, let me run something down

and if it turns out to
be real I'll clue you in.

Okay? Will you trust me?

Yeah, okay. Okay.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSING)

You look better than
you did three years ago.

You don't look so bad yourself.

I'm surprised to hear from you.

If you're looking for a
rematch on the strip poker.

I'm ready. (LAUGHING)

Are you ready to lose again?

Oh, thank you, by the way, for
letting me keep this little guy.

You couldn't have paid me to take it.
Looks good on you though.

Thank you.
Can I get you a drink?

I'm not supposed
o drink on duty.

On duty?

You know,
if this is our second date,

I think I should
know what you do.

Let me guess. You're smart.
Mmm-hmm.

And you are fashionable.

Oh.

You are a total control freak
hat gets everything she wants.

I'm gonna say that
you are a doctor.

Doctor?

Very disappointed in you.

I'm a cop.

That's perfect. I got a stack of
parking tickets you can fix for me.

That's below my pay grade.
And why would I help a felon?

Congrats on making
parole by the way.

So... (CLEARS THROAT)

What was a cop
doing counting cards

in a casino the night I met you?

The same thing I
was doing with you.

Having fun.

But I'm here on
business right now.

There's a murder
ied to Atlantic City.

An architect, Thomas Warner.
You know him?

I think one of
your guys is involved.

You could've handcuffed me and
brought me in for questioning,

but I think you called me
because you miss me.

I didn't kill him.

I'm a lover, not a fighter.

I'm gonna give you fair warning.

If you're involved in this...

I'm gonna catch you
and I'm gonna take you down.

Okay, what do you we got on Ganz?
Hey.

So, it looks like
he's been bumming it

with his cousin in Atlantic City

which is very interesting since

he Fast Pass on
his cousin's Lincoln

was recorded coming into Manhattan
hrough the Holland Tunnel

an hour before the murder
and back again an hour after.

All roads lead to Atlantic City.

Yeah, we're thinking casino guy
McCloud sends his boy Ganz

o get something
from Warner's safe.

Ganz gets his cousin
Curtis to drive him in.

You know, Warner surprises
him and Ganz takes him out.

Not bad, guys. Not bad.

Carrie. Remember how you complained
hat I never take you anywhere?

All right, well,
of course, you remember.

(SIGHS)

I'm surprised this
place is closing down.

Do you remember the last time
we were in Atlantic City?

February 9, 2001. A full moon.

Ah! I remember you ditched me
o play blackjack all night.

Yeah, and I came back
o the hotel room $8,000 up.

Yes, I remember.

All that cash.

All that cash?
That's what you remember?

So, about that thing.
I went to see a guy,

um, who I thought
might know something

about Warner's murder.

And did he? No.

I'm guessing you have
a past with this guy.

Well, define "past".

Is it gonna get in
he way of the case?

Have I ever let my
romantic relationships

get in the way of our cases?
Don't answer that.

(EXHALES)

Okay. We need to
get to Shane McCloud,

and hopefully he
points us to Billy Ganz.

Blackjack. Of course.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

Hey. DEALER: How you doin'?

Whoo.

Money, please.

Split the eights.

Splitting eights.

Excuse me, Mrs. Applebee.

This is not Mrs...

Yes. Mrs. Applebee. Yes.

You know you're not allowed
o gamble in this casino.

I was testing you. Well done.

All right, all right.

Have a good day.

(MUMBLES)

Care to explain, Mrs. Applebee?

I have a plan.

That's just one
of my pseudonyms.

The burden of
being a good gambler.

You mean card counter. Ahh.

And, yes, I see him.

Excuse me. Hmm.

Hotel security.

I'll see you and I'll raise you.
NYPD, Major Crimes.

We wanna talk to McCloud.

Mr. McCloud's not here.

Really?

Follow me, please.

Mmm-hmm.

Ain't nothing going on in
The Arabian Kingdom

I can't see from here,
including you two.

Now, what interest
do two New York

detectives have
in Atlantic City?

We're investigating a murder.

Hey. Why don't you
make yourself useful, huh?

Go get me some sushi.
A couple of salmon rolls.

A certain New York architect?

You don't sound surprised.

It wasn't me. If Dewar Linden,

who stole this town from me,
would've ended up dead...

Puts up that
Sicilian mega casino

next to mine and buys me
out for a couple bucks.

Do you know what he's putting up right
where you're standing right now?

A water park.

Frank Sinatra sang here at The
Arabian Kingdom. Richard Pryor.

Linden and I used
o be good friends.

I haven't seen him in 20 years.

Here's to another 20.

Yeah, it hasn't
been that long since

you've seen your
security guard, Ganz.

Ganz is a nut job.
I had to fire his ass.

If I have ex-cons
hanging around here

I'd have the Gaming
Commission up my ass.

Now if you're not
gonna arrest me...

Maybe we'll see you again.

Meantime, if you need of a place to
stay tonight, we have rooms available.

I've already arranged our
accommodations at The Sicilian.

The Sicilian?

I think we're done here.

AL: Did you really
have to bring so much?

Well, we're in Atlantic City.

You never know what
you're gonna need.

Wow, you sprung for a suite!

C'mon, am I gonna get us a dump?

Well, December 13, 1994.

All right.

NEWSCASTER: Dewar Linden originally
envisioned his masterpiece resort...

Would you check this you out?
This guy's a total narcissist.

To the top of the Himalayas...

He makes his guests watch
his whole biography.

Thrilling rally racing.

You'll find The Sicilian offers

a riveting experience
for everyone.

Why don't you
make yourself useful, uh?

Get me some sushi.
Couple of salmon rolls.

McCloud lied.

He said he hadn't talked to Dewar
Linden in 20 years, right?

But I saw McCloud's money clip.

It said
"Madrid to Marrakesh 2010".

So, they were at the same race.
That doesn't mean...

It also said 152.

Car 152. They were
in the same car, Al.

Why would two
ycoons manufacture a feud?

ATTORNEY: My client, Mr.
Linden, flew back from Europe.

Business class.
First was sold out.

It sounds unspeakable.
I'm so sorry,

but since you made
he sacrifice,

maybe you can tell us why,
according to a witness,

you and Thomas Warner were duking it
out two days before he was murdered?

Wait. You're accusing
me of murder?

When we leave here, which
will be in about 30 seconds,

I'm filing a lawsuit against
you, NYPD, and the city.

Your tenure here will be a short one.
Really?

This kind of thing never happened
on Eliot Delson's watch.

He knew how to play ball.

Oh, I know how to play ball.

I've played ball with the IRS,

who will be calling about your
client's accounting practices.

You're threatening me?

I played ball with
he Housing Authority,

who may wanna look
in to how Mr. Linden

got the permits for
his latest project.

I've played ball with
he media. The media...

Relax. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

What do you want?

You and Shane McCloud
created a fake feud.

Why? Why'd you do that?
(CHUCKLES)

Shane and I are best friends.

Well, we didn't love
each other at first,

but every lawsuit, every fight,

he more people started
staying at our places.

Any PR is good PR.

Like professional wrestling,
which I love,

but you won. Shane McCloud lost.

Atlantic City will
be dead in two years.

Cuba's opening up.

Shane'll go there,
and in a year I'll show up

in Havana and we'll start
he dance again.

No harm. No foul.

Oh, except to the
dead architect.

We checked out all the plans in Mr.
Warner's office,

guess which one came up missing?

The ones to your Sicilian.

Taken by your best friend's
former head of security.

My guess, McCloud and Ganz
killed Warner for the plans

and now they're planning
on taking down your casino.

I don't believe it.

Besides, The Sicilian
is heist-proof.

You're willing to bet
everything you've got on that?

All I'm saying is,
I got all dressed up

and you could have
sprung for valet.

We didn't have to
park in the garage.

For 60 bucks a night?

It's not that much. It's Ganz.

(GUNFIRE)

(TIRES SQUEALING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

When I see Ganz,
I'm gonna shoot him.

I'm gonna catch him
and I'm gonna shoot him.

You're sleeping on the sofa tonight.
I'm taking the bed.

No way, I booked the room.
You're on the couch.

You know, be a gentleman.
I saved your life.

That should count for something.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

(CLEARS THROAT)

Ah, it's okay.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Oh, you wouldn't wanna
shoot me, would ya?

Is that a rhetorical question?
Hmm.

Wow. Nice suite.

We've got this under control.

Yeah? Well,
if you have it under control,

you know that
here's a murder suspect

in Manhattan hanging out in
Atlantic City shooting at cops.

We know there's something
big going on down here.

There is. We think McCloud,

Ganz and his crew are gonna
ake down The Sicilian.

But McCloud
and Linden are friends.

Well, I don't know
what they are,

but Ganz stole the plans for
his casino from Warner's safe.

Well, that's why
we're staying here.

Oh! That's why you're here.
I figured as much.

So, it's a heist.

I love a good heist.

So, other than this romantic
hideaway, have you found anything?

Did you find anybody who had
worked with Ganz in the past?

I mean, Jay said
he sent you some names.

We're working some leads. Hmm.

If Ganz and his guys are gonna hit this
place, odds are they'll be around.

We'll keep our eyes open.

CARRIE: In fact, we
should go downstairs now.

See what's going on down there.

I'm feeling lucky.

You with the luck.
Oh, good, I can't wait.

Well, I'm gonna have to go sort things
out with the Atlantic City cops.

And no gambling.

Goes without saying.

No, it does not.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

I covered for you there.

But if your buddy shows up
again, we got to come clean.

Speaking of coming clean,

I may not be so welcome
at this casino either.

The Sicilian's been
open for three weeks.

How could you be banned already?

Well, two Saturdays ago, I had an
epic run at the blackjack table.

I just don't think
hat they appreciated

my card-playing methods,
so to speak.

Two Saturdays ago,
I asked you to meet me

at the park for
hat music festival.

You said you were sick.

No, I said I'm really hot,
which technically

was true because I
won 14 out of 16 hands.

Technically,
you're full of shit.

Damn it.

Oh...

CARRIE: Damn it.

That's him, isn't it?

The reasonably good-looking
guy at the craps table...

He's better than
reasonably good-looking, Al.

Tell me everything. Everything?

Everything you know.

CARRIE: Well, his name is
Hunter Ellis. He's...

He's a good strip-poker player.
(LAUGHING)

And he's a sucker for
pulling an inside straight

and he's kind of
a sucker for me.

Not helpful.

Nothing about him and Ganz?

Nothing that I know of.

I'll have Jay
ake a closer look.

Keep an eye on your man.
Which one?

(EXHALES)

Thanks, Mel. Hey, Jay Bones.

You got anything on this
Hunter Ellis guy yet?

I sure do. Guess who just got
released from federal prison

in Allentown,
Pennsylvania two days ago?

Oh, he got restless quick, didn't he?
What was he in for?

Nearly beat a guy to death who
disrespected his girlfriend.

Oh, my, a real romantic.

But check this. Hunter's
been a person of interest

for a series of bank robberies

and jewelry heists in San
Francisco, Chicago, and Miami.

Charges never stuck, but it looks
like he planned those jobs.

Denny, if Hunter Ellis
is involved in this,

I don't think he's
working for Ganz.

He's running the crew.

Feeling lucky! Boom!

(CROWD CHEERING)

There you go.
You're my good luck charm.

Looks like you're having
a good night.

It just got better.

I'm on quite a streak here. You
should ride me while I'm hot.

I did that. We got
interrupted, remember?

I'm a little offended
you're betting against me.

Ah... Blow.

I don't know you well enough.

(CHUCKLES) For luck.

Your luck's about to change.

(BLOWS)

(GROANS)

Oh! Look at that.

Buy me a drink to help me get
over this crushing defeat?

I'll give you a tip.
I'm gonna go to the bar

and if you know
what's good for you,

you're gonna walk out of this
casino and get out of town.

What if what's
good for me is you?

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)

So, there's an island... Hmm.

In the Caribbean. Dominica.

White beaches, amazing waterfalls.
Almost no people.

Sounds like my kind of place.

Hmm. It could be
our kind of place.

(CHUCKLES)

You should...

(SIGHS) You should come with me.

Spend our days on the beaches.

Spend our nights
playing strip poker.

I may even win a game.

You could make grass skirts
and sell them to the tourists

and I'll hunt and gather so we
can eat at night. (CHUCKLES)

Sounds like a plan. (LAUGHING)

Yeah, except we'd go stir crazy

and after five days we'd
want to kill each other.

No way. We would never fight.

We're about to.

(DOOR OPENS)

RACHEL: Hey. Hey.

Just so you know,
he department's not paying

for any spanktervision
you're buying up here.

I wish you'd told me
hat six hours ago.

Jay tapped into surveillance
feeds from around the casino.

It's easier to spot crewmembers
from here than walking around.

They look cozy.

Who's that with Carrie?

Hunter Ellis. Has a long sheet.

Could be involved in the heist.

He took a shine to Carrie.

Really? How come I'm just
hearing about him now?

She just remembered him
from a pile

of photographs of
Ganz's associates.

It's not that you have
a history of lying,

but you have a history of lying.

We both do.

RACHEL: If this guy
becomes a suspect,

I'm taking her off the case.

Okay, that's Ganz's cousin,
Curtis, on the floor.

He drove Ganz into New York
he night of the murder.

Anything goes down,
he'll be involved.

Well, he can lead us to Ganz.

All right,
I'm gonna go check this out.

You keep an eye on her.

Yep.

Why are you here?

It's like my home. I mean, I've
been coming down here for years.

When I was a kid,

I used to sneak down

on the bus from Philly.

It's funny. No one ever pays
attention to you on the bus.

Ganz is a murderer.

You know that, right?

I haven't seen
hat guy for years.

Well, I just saw
him a few hours ago

when he tried to shoot me.

I had nothing to do with that.

I believe you.

Give me Ganz.

Give me Ganz and I will
leave Atlantic City

and you will be free to do
whatever you want here.

What makes you think I couldn't do
whatever I want with you around?

I'm a much better cop
han you are a criminal.

(LAUGHING) Well,
I did come here to gamble.

You don't wanna gamble with me.

You'll lose again.

(GASP)

You never know who's watching.

(SIGHS)

I'll give you a little keepsake.

(CELLPHONE BEEPS)

Hang on.

I gotta get the...

(CHUCKLES)

(CAMERA CLICKS)

There you go.

So, am I gonna see you again?

For your sake, I hope not.

You were getting pretty
cozy there with Ellis.

I was marking the suspect.

You were doing
a lot more than that.

Listen,
if Ellis is part of his crew,

he will lead us
straight to Ganz.

Why aren't we tailing him?

As a matter of fact,
I hacked into his phone.

We are tailing him.

Looks like Hunter's on the move.

Hey, this could be going down.

All right, stay on him.
I'm gonna call Al.

You got it.

Hmm.

Just like old times, huh? You and
I together, working on a case.

I told you, I don't want to
alk about the Tendler case.

I wasn't even thinking about Tendler.
Apparently, you still are.

The guy's about to pull off a
casino heist and he comes out here.

It doesn't make sense.

Jay said he tracked his phone right
around here. So, here we are.

AL: All right,
I don't like this.

NYPD! Get your hands up!
Get 'em up! Get 'em up!

Don't shoot! Don't shoot!

That's it. C'mon.

Let's go. Turn around.
What are you doing out here?

I was told to be out here.

Are either of you Carrie?

Why?

Where is he? I have no clue.

Yeah? You need to think harder.

This really good-looking guy...

He's not that good-looking.

Well, he gave me
$500 to come up here

and give whoever
showed up the phone.

$500. Said you'd
hink it was hilarious.

It's hysterical. Go.

Go. Go, go, go, go!

Carrie's boyfriend is setting us up.
He is taunting us.

Now we've lost his trail. Yeah, Jay!
(CELL PHONE BUZZING)

You get eyes on
Hunter or his crew?

No, he just sent us
on a wild goose chase.

That's what I was afraid of
because I just got

a report that
an industrial dry cleaner

got burglarized and cleaned
out a few hours ago.

A dry cleaner?

They handle large businesses in
he area, including casinos.

And get this, it looks
like a bunch of uniforms

from The Sicilian
were part of the haul.

Those would come in handy for anyone
rying to take down The Sicilian.

I'll send you guys
and Carrie a list

of all the customers
hat had items taken.

Thanks, Jay,
we'll get back to you.

So, Hunter is playing us.
I want you to call Carrie.

Tell her to meet
you at The Sicilian.

And guess what?

You're gonna take me
o the dry cleaners.

Right.

I told them no mayo.

Don't worry
about the mayo, Ganz.

Mayo on a burger? You lose all
your taste buds in the joint?

The joint.

The place where I spent months

planning every detail
of this job?

This operation that you just
put in jeopardy? That one?

You told me that hotshot architect
wouldn't be at the office.

What was I supposed to do
when he walked in?

I got the plans, didn't I?

Nobody gets hurt on my jobs.

Yeah, well,
nobody would get rich

if I didn't take out Warner.
I saved our asses.

Warner was a visionary.

The man created beauty.

Then last night,

you almost
destroyed more beauty.

The redhead cop?
I heard about that.

What did you think? Did you
hink that killing a cop

was gonna make our job easier?
Is that what you thought?

I was trying to take the heat...

(GRUNTS)

(CLEARS THROAT)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)

If you so much as
look at her again,

I will kill you.

Now c'mon, let's get to work.

(BEEPING) Oh, that's not good.

What's going on?

Power surges all over Atlantic City.
It started 40 minutes ago.

Servers are crashing everywhere
including The Sicilian.

Holy. Ellis must have a hacker on his
eam, kid. This is going down now.

Now Sicilian security confirms
he servers are down,

but report nothing else is
going on out of the ordinary.

Hunter should have
made his move by now.

Maybe he's trying to smoke us out.
See how much we know.

Yes, I remember all that cash.

That's what you remember?

That guy. I saw him
playing penny slots

at Arabian Kingdom.

Maybe he's just changing up
places to gamble...

No. No. There's only
one way to find out.

(TIRES SQUEALING)

(GRUNTS)

NYPD. Keep your
hands on the car.

Hunter got you
spying on me, huh?

Where's Ganz, uh?
I want my lawyer.

Yeah, you'll get your lawyer.
He's good. Just this.

Stay in the car.

So, what are we
looking for in here?

Al, I gotta make a phone call.

(CELLPHONE BEEPS)

Jay. Hey, listen, I've got
his poker chip here.

It's got what I think
is the sketch of the

original Arabian Kingdom
Casino on it.

I saw the exact same sketch on a
cocktail napkin in Warner's safe.

Didn't Linden
claim that The Sicilian

was the only casino in the
world designed by Warner?

Find out who designed
The Arabian Kingdom.

Okay.

Got it. It was designed in 1981

by a firm, Wellington and Towne.

All right. Anything
about Thomas Warner?

Uh, let me cross-check
Warner with...

Holy. Warner worked at
Wellington and Towne

from 1978 to 1986.

That's it.

Warner designed
The Arabian Kingdom Casino,

but he never got credit it.

Maybe Hunter wasn't only after the
plans to The Sicilian Casino.

He wanted the blueprints to
The Arabian Kingdom as well.

The plans didn't show up as
missing in Warner's safe

because it wasn't
part of the inventory.

It was more like
a keepsake for Warner.

Exactly right, and The Arabian
Kingdom is right next door.

That is Hunter's target.

Our security system went down 15
minutes ago. We lost eyes down here.

How much have you got down here?

All of it. Over 20 million.

Oh!

(MEN GRUNTING)

Stun grenade. They're fine.

But we're too late.

How the hell did this happen?

(CHUCKLES)

They got into the secured areas
of The Sicilian posing as guards

and then somehow they get underneath
he casino. They dig down.

They come up through
he floor in here.

Does your casino connect
o The Sicilian in any way?

It's that damn water
park Linden is building.

He was digging under his
casino, connecting to mine.

He wants to put in a river
or caves or some shit.

That's why he needed
both sets of plans.

It can't be easy
moving that much money.

They might still be here.

Al.

Have I ever let my romantic relationships
get in the way of our cases?

Yesterday there were slot
machines right there.

This casino is closing tomorrow.
They're taking things out.

Hey, excuse me.
What happened to the

slot machines that
were there yesterday?

The movers took 'em
off the floor earlier today.

The movers? Lorenzo Movers?

Yeah, how'd you know?

Al, listen to me. That
list Jay sent us earlier.

Lorenzo Movers had a bunch
of uniforms stolen, right?

What if that's how they're
getting the money out,

inside the slot machines?

Where would they
ake the slots out?

The loading dock.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

Police! Freeze! Don't move!

(GUNSHOTS)

I see Ganz. I don't see Ellis.

Cover me.

(ENGINE STARTS)
(SIREN APPROACHING)

Put your hands up! Hands
where I can see 'em, now!

All right. Get out, c'mon.

Where's Hunter Ellis?

He's long gone.

HUNTER: I mean, I've been
coming down here for years.

As a kid, I used to sneak down
here on the bus from Philly.

No one ever pays
attention to you on the bus.

Al, I think I know where he is.
You got this?

I got it.

You weren't gonna say goodbye?

(SIGHS)

That stupid story I told you about
aking the bus as a kid, right?

You didn't really think you
were gonna beat me, did you?

I can't go back.

And I told you I
would take you down.

You remember that island?

Dominica?

You could have a drink waiting for you.
A deck of cards.

We'd make a pretty good team.

In another life maybe.

(INDISTINCT ANNOUNCEMENT)

She's a beautiful woman.

Yeah, I'm a lucky man.

Not that lucky.

Come on.

Ellis really
hought he'd beat you.

Yeah, well,
not a smart move on his part.

In his defense, he didn't know
about your secret weapon.

He knew about my memory.

I meant me! (LAUGHING)

Okay, secret weapon. What now?

We're in America's playground.
Maybe we should play.

We still have that hotel suite.

Well, you have a one-track mind.

Tell me you weren't
on the same track.

All right, fine.
Let's leave it up to chance.

Red, we go home.

Black?

We go up to the hotel suite.
Let's do it.

I'm feeling lucky. All right.

DEALER: All right, no more bets.