All language subtitles for Leverage S02E13 The Future Job

He's telling
me something.

- I don't know what this means.
- What? What is it?

I'm getting a
"B" sounding name.

"Bruce" maybe?

- "Brute?"
- Oh, my God. Brutus.

That's our dog.

Whenever we would
come home,

Brutus would always
run to me first

and Mike would say,
"Et tu, Brute?"

We're getting very close now.

Seven months.

Actually, that's what I
wanted to talk to you about.

Do you think, could we...?

Could you ask Mike
what we should name him?

I don't have
to ask him.

Jodie, he hears you.
He always hears you.

His energy's gone. I...
I've lost the connection.

No, wait. Just ask him...

Perhaps we could
try again next week?

He's always
with you, you know?

I want you to know that.

Thank you.

Good job on the dog.

She had her photos up
on her Facebook page.

It wasn't hard to find.

Her most recent
bank statement...

According to this, she's got about $8000
left in her joint savings account...

Well, it's formerly joint.
So we could probably squeeze

another five sessions out of
her, tops, before she balks.

She's still got
the house, right?

- Mmm-hmm.
- She can sell that.

Never leave money
on the table, Wilson.

- Hmm.
- All right, who's next?

It's been five months
since the accident.

I don't know how
to describe it.

It's like she's a zombie
walking around in a trance.

Everyone grieves
in their own way.

She's not dealing with it,
Mr. Ford. He's not letting her.

She thinks he's
channeling Mike.

And all the... All the guy's
doing is taking her for a ride.

He ran a credit check on her.
Who does that?

People who want your money.

I assume you've, uh,
shown this to her.

I've tried. She won't
listen to me anymore.

It's like she's been
brainwashed or something.

Yeah,
belief perseverance.

People cling even tighter
to their beliefs

- after they've been shown evidence contradicting them.
- What am I supposed to do?

This guy has taken every penny
from Mike's life insurance policy.

Now Jodie's talking about putting
her house up on the market next week.

Her house. And the baby's
due in two months.

If this keeps up...
- All right, don't worry.

This guy, Rand, is gonna pay.
We're gonna make sure of that.

I'm not here asking
for money, Mr. Ford.

I just want
my sister back.

The rich and powerful,
they take what they want.

We steal it back for you.

Sometimes bad guys
make the best good guys.

We provide... leverage.

Welcome to the show.
OK, go right ahead.

So this is where he
shoots his show, huh?

Surrounded by warehouses
and storage lockers?

Well, it's, uh,
local cable access.

He's, uh, self financing.

They're probably trying
to score a bigger payday.

Network or something.
Probably.

Yeah,
you're right about that.

I've hacked Rand's website,

stole his passwords and
used 'em to access his e-mail.

You know, this man has his computer
hooked up to the city's free Wi-Fi?

- My nana could hack this thing.
- Hardison.

Looks like there's
gonna be a network scout

from WMN in the audience today.

Sounds like he's
tryin' to go prime time.

TV show means a control room.
I'll see what I can find.

Who are you hoping
comes through today?

Nothing. What, uh, nobody.
I don't wanna talk to anybody.

What's wrong?

I just don't like psychics,
OK? They freak me out.

OK, just relax.
All right?

We're just here to see what
tricks Rand has up his sleeve.

That's all. Just...

Thank you all for coming.

I'd like to just jump
right in here because I'm...

I'm feeling an energy. It's
coming from someone over here.

Uh, an M... Mmm...

I'm Monica.

I'm getting an L name that
connects with you.

Uh, Lucky. Lucy.

- Lucille?
- It's a maternal energy.

Your grandmother, is that right?

You should know
she's very proud of you.

- Oh.
- Hey!

- This is not the bathroom?
- All right.

- What's goin' on?
- You're not authorized to be in here.

You're like the wizard,
huh? Look at that.

- You gotta go.
- What is this, like the guy behind the...?

- All right.
- I said get out.

All right, man. Go play
with your computers.

I got it wrong. Sorry.

And we're in.
Now we see what they see.

What is that smell?

What smell? I just
washed this thing.

- You could eat off the floor.
- No, there's a smell.

Someone else is coming
through right now. It's, uh...

Is it... is it Fred?

Or... Or Frank?

I got a gecko named Frank.

He's alive, though.

Yeah. I mean at least he was
this morning when I left.

You tryin' to tell me
something about...

It's, uh... It's not a gecko.

You've shut yourself off to the
energies that are around us.

But, your friend here,
she's a little more receptive.

In fact, I think I'm
getting an energy right now.

It's definitely family.

Is it your father?

No... No, it's a sibling.

Brother.

You were both very young.
It was an accident.

I see a road.
I see a car.

But your brother's
not in the car.

He's in the street.

Wheels. I see wheels.

A skateboard.

No, a bicycle.

Was he riding a bicycle
when he was struck?

He's been gone a
long time from you now.

He's sorry that
he had to leave you.

He knows that
you feel responsible,

but he wants you to know
it was an accident.

You taught him to ride
that bike, didn't you?

That's all right.
Sometimes people

aren't ready to hear what
the spirits have to say.

- Damn.
- Damn.

- He is good.
- He should be shot.

Parker?

There's no way
he coulda known that stuff.

I've never told anyone.

No one. Ever.

But, Parker, he didn't
know anything. He...

No, Nate. You said we'd
find a trick up his sleeve.

You said we'd find a trick.

Well, we didn't find
a trick, did we?

He knew things.
He's really psychic.

He's not a psychic, Parker.
He's just a con man.

He just did a cold read
on you. That's all.

He asked questions and used
your answers to guide him.

But I didn't say anything.

You didn't have to.
Can I show you something?

Right, right there.

Do you remember when he asked you,
"Is this energy that I'm getting,

does it have anything
to do with your father?"

Do you remember?
Well, you furrowed your eyebrow.

You might as well
have told him, "No. "

And then, when he keyed in
on your brother, right here.

Your eyes widened just slightly.
He knew he was on the right track.

Then he
just guessed, Parker.

He got a hit when he said
that you were both very young

and he just
went with the odds.

An accident of some kind.

- But he knew about the bicycle.
- No, he didn't.

'Cause what happened was he said
"wheels," and then he moved on.

He said "skateboard. "
You told him about the bicycle.

No, I didn't say anything.

You had a certain tell, Parker.

Your mouth opened
just a little bit.

Enough for him
to register your surprise.

Then, well,
he just guessed.

He used all these things
during the reading.

How your breathing changed,

if your shoulders were
raised or slouched,

how you were holding your hands,
if your lips were pursed.

What about the other people?
He knew names and relationships.

Yeah, the hot read. What he does
is he researches before the show,

gets himself armed with as much information
as possible to help him with the readings.

It's not really that much
different than what we do.

He doesn't know who's gonna be
in the audience ahead of time.

Well, no. No, he doesn't. He
doesn't know until they're there.

He's got cameras all over the place
hoping to pick up something, hear something

that's gonna help him
in the readings.

He has a plant. He's got
an assistant who stands in line

and pretends to be
part of the audience.

I can't explain it, but sometimes
it feels like he's still around.

Oh, I know what you mean. My mom
died a few months ago, heart attack.

I'm just hoping Mr. Rand
can make contact with her.

Find out if she hears me.

That person feeds him
the information

about the readings in his ear
using ear buds just like we do.

All right,
first one up is Monica.

She's here to speak to
her grandmother, Lucille.

She's sitting on your left.
Your other left.

...someone over here.

Now, there's, like,
a dozen hidden cameras,

and the bug that Eliot planted
in the control room.

I got audio feeds off of
20 hidden microphones

that were taped to the chairs
in the audience.

I got names, people they
wanted to contact, dates.

And that is what Rand
has hidden up his sleeve.

- So what do we do now?
- Cut off his arms.

And his head. Yeah.

I wanna kill him.
Can we make that happen?

Yeah. I can...
I mean, I could...

Or we could give him
exactly what he wants.

And then make the world think that he's
the greatest psychic that ever lived.

And then, in front of the
network and his audience...

...we destroy him.

- How do we do that?
- We go and steal the future.

Of course, we'll
expand the studio,

even move to LA,
if you want.

Mr. Rand, I don't
doubt your gift.

But it's nothing we haven't
seen before on television.

And I got an email from
the network this morning.

The audience for psychic
shows is leveling off.

I can't justify picking you up unless
I see something truly unbelievable.

Let me set up
a special taping

to show you exactly
what I'm capable of.

Although going deeper into the
void is a little dangerous,

I'm willing
to do it if you are.

Mr. Rand,
I gotta talk to you.

About what? That show?
It was a disaster.

I need more. More
things on more people.

Real facts. Things that
only the dead would know.

I've replaced
the equipment.

I've upgraded
our microphones.

I could put more plants
in the audience,

but if their questions get more
explicit, they could give us away.

I had to cold read half
that audience in there.

You're always saying how you
never get to practice cold reads.

Not live. Not in front of
network suits, you idiot.

No, but sir, you...
You were amazing.

I mean, the way you
used that rainbow ruse,

the Russian doll. You had
them eating out of your hand.

I've never seen
anything like it.

You wanna know
what the trick is?

- Yeah.
- It's confidence.

You believe what you're saying
and they'll believe it, too.

Doesn't matter
how many misses,

'cause it's the hits
that they'll remember.

- Yes, sir.
- All right.

So what do we have scheduled
for the rest of the day?

That's what I wanted
to talk to you about.

We've actually
had some cancellations.

Cancellations?
They give a reason?

The same reason,
actually.

- Here he comes.
- Just incredible.

Here. Let me give you something
for all you've given me.

Please, you know
I can't accept that.

I always thought you guys
were, you know, fakes.

And I saw this one guy
the other night and...

- That's not why I do this.
- You sure?

How may the spirits
serve you today?

Maybe you can explain why
you keep poaching my clients.

I must apologize, Mr. Rand.

It's true I've had
more visitors lately,

but I had no idea it was
at your expense.

I'm Bethany,
Bethany Noble.

The, uh, outfit
is a little on the nose,

but, uh, other than that, I gotta
say I find your shtick amusing.

I'm sorry?

Working out of a coffee shop?
No neon lights.

No tarot cards
or Ouija boards.

So what's your story?
You got me curious.

Two years ago, I was
diagnosed with a brain tumor.

The doctors removed it,
but ever since...

I guess you could say
I was twice blessed.

With renewed life,
and with this gift.

You're serious.

Feel the scar?

All right, then.

Tell me something that only
the spirits would know.

Tell me about my father.
How he died.

Don't worry.
I got you, girl.

- We didn't give her that scar, did we?
- No. We did not.

Well, I could channel
your father, Mr. Rand,

but that might be difficult,
seeing how he's still alive.

Indiana, isn't it?

Do you still have
the prayer book he gave you?

What's wrong?

I just felt something.

Nate had me rig the table
with a mild electrical current.

You electrocuted him?

Yes, I did. It helped
sell the bit.

- I approve.
- Thanks, Parker.

No. Her agreein' with you
is not a good thing.

Thanks.

OK. You saw through a trick
question. Doesn't mean anything.

I'm a known commodity in this
city. You could've looked me up.

The spirits are
all around us.

Watching us.
Guiding us.

I don't need
to look people up.

The spirits tell me
all I need to know.

You're clairvoyant.

They're clairvoyant.
I just listen.

- What do they say about me?
- You want to know your future?

They're calling you
by a different name.

- Do you know the way, Jose?
- What?

They're saying Jose
doesn't pay his tickets.

And it'll burn him.

Don't ask the officer for help,
he has his own problems.

But don't worry. You're the life
of the party, so celebrate.

And bring extra cash
because you won't have enough.

A day late, a dollar short,
and if you don't look both ways,

you'll never
live to see tomorrow.

OK, listen. I think
I've heard enough.

Lady, I love your act.
I really do.

And I wish you all
the best with it.

This is my turf.
Stay off it.

Jose. I've got
a misto here for Jose.

They're calling you
by a different name.

Do you know the way, Jose?

Uh, I think that's
supposed to be mine.

Hey, hey!

I paid all my tickets! Hey!

They're saying Jose
doesn't pay his tickets.

Ahh!

Mr. Rand, your twelve o'clock's
here. It's a new client.

- I think he's, uh...
- Uh, I'll handle it.

How can I help you today?

Actually, this is, uh,
this is kind of embarrassing.

The guys would kill me
if they knew I was here.

Don't ask the officer for help.
He has his own problems.

Officer. You're...
You're a police officer.

Yeah, how did
you know that?

Oh, right, because
you're... Yeah.

You're the life
of the party, so celebrate.

And bring extra cash,
because you won't have enough.

And if you don't look both ways
you'll never live to see tomorrow.

You been here all night?

Bethany, it happened.

All of it happened just like you
said it would. How do you do it?

I'm just a conduit.
I don't do anything.

I simply speak
what's on their minds.

You gotta come
to work for me.

My gift is just that.
It's a gift.

It's meant to be shared,
not bought and sold.

You're a charlatan, Mr. Rand.
I can't be part of that.

Oh, no, no. See,
I did my homework.

You need me just as
much as I need you.

You're in debt
up to your ears.

You got no steady
stream of income.

You will never pay off
those hospital bills.

How did you get
my credit report?

It doesn't matter.

What matters is, you and I,
we can help people.

You wanna use my gift
to make you famous.

How is that helping people?

Come on. It's just
for a little while.

'Til you get back
on your feet.

- It would only be temporary.
- Absolutely.

Only... You gotta
tell me something.

How do you do it? Honestly.

Hey! I paid all my tickets!
I paid 'em!

The truth is,
I have a lot of help.

Oh, Mr. Rand. I thought you said
no one else was allowed in here.

Change of plans, Wilson.
You're out.

Ms. Noble will be
taking over from here.

I, uh, I...
I don't understand.

I need you outside.
Go work the line.

This doesn't feel right.
I should go.

Because of Wilson? Bethany,
the Wilsons of the world,

they serve their purpose,
but you and I, we are special.

We're gonna do
something great. Here.

So, what do you
want me to do?

OK. This microphone
connects to my earpiece.

Now, you look in the audience,
tell me who to talk to.

Use your gift.

When I connect with their loved ones,
you want me to tell you what they say?

Mmm-hmm. You tell me.
I communicate to them.

See, that's, uh,
that's my gift.

Relax. It's just
a trial run.

If you do well, in a little while
we'll perform live for the network.

OK, you ready?

You do realize what you're asking
me to do is impossible, right?

Here ya go.

And my gummy frogs.
I need my gummy frogs.

- You serious?
- Yeah.

OK, Parker, how's the harvest?

Excuse me.

Hi. There's no food or
drink in the auditorium, miss.

- Oh. I'm sorry.
- Thanks.

Uh, I can only get
one wallet at a time

because someone is
making me return them.

I still don't get why we're
not just making this guy dead.

Yeah, well that's why
you're on wallet detail.

OK, guys, show's about
to begin. Tara, it's on you.

Got it.

The people that we've lost,
they are not gone to us.

They're on the other side and they're
trying to make contact with us,

to guide us, to console us.

And all of us here have,
at one point or another,

wanted to talk
to them one more time.

Tonight, we're gonna
do just that.

I feel a presence.

Third row aisle.
Yellow dress.

Third row on the aisle. The
woman in the yellow dress.

- Got her.
- Yeah. Right there.

Sandra Kimmel. Hairdresser. Uh,
credit score's really low, 580.

Last posted statement,
paint store, truck rental.

I got a 17-year-old Cutlass.
There's a breast cancer ribbon

on the rearview mirror.

A bunch of financial magazines
in the back.

This presence, it's someone that
you loved very much. It's...

- Her mother.
- Your mother.

Yes.

Breast cancer.
She died last year.

She was taken from you...
Just last year. Breast cancer.

Yes, that's...
that's right.

Tell her her mother doesn't blame
her for the salon going under.

Your mother... She knows how much
you wanted your business to succeed.

It was a... salon, wasn't it?

- Yes.
- Her mother also knows

how hard she worked on the
painting and the construction.

Your mother says that your whole
life, you never asked for help.

Never.

She knows that you
built that salon

with your own two hands
and she's proud of you,

no matter what happens.

I'm feeling another presence.
It's... It's a man this time.

I got a truck, Michigan plates,

covered in mud,
two suitcases in back.

He drove all night to get here.
Didn't even check into his hotel.

Well, big floral arrangement posted
to his credit card a week ago.

He canceled a fly fishin'
trip the same day.

- Do you know what you're touching? Do you know?
- OK.

His father died last week.

He got a call from the National
Transportation Safety Board.

It was a private plane.
It went down.

Your father died
in a plane crash last week.

That's right.
How'd you know?

He knows that you two had your
differences and he loves you.

But he wants you to be safe.

Driving ten straight hours
from Michigan to get here...

That's not safe.

That's my dad.

Whoo! Margaret Kusen.

Both parents deceased
over 20 years ago.

She hired a private
investigator last month.

She's not here to talk to
anyone. She wants answers.

About her husband.

The spirits are
telling me one thing.

Your husband is
hiding something.

I'm sorry.
That's all I'm getting.

It's OK. That's
what I wanted to know.

Yeah.

And we'll be right back.

She is amazing.
Is she for real?

Who cares?
Look at these people.

They're eating it up.
She is gonna make me a star.

I'm sorry I couldn't
give you more.

More?
Are you kidding me?

Save it for the
pay-per-view event.

I'm tellin' you, I'm starting
to rethink this network deal.

They'll still come
to the show, right?

Yes, they will come.
Are you kidding?

- After what you did in there...
- Tara, you got company.

...they are gonna back up
the money truck for you.

I can just see it.

Hey!

Come on!

- You OK?
- Yeah.

Any theories?

Maybe somebody didn't like
their psychic reading.

- Or maybe someone liked it too much.
- What do you mean?

Rand told me it was the
best show he ever did.

Everyone was there at
the show to talk to the dead,

except that woman at the end.
Why was she there?

Her husband. She thinks
he's cheating on her.

How'd you know that? All I said was
she hired a private investigator.

Married woman in her 40s? She's
not looking for the Maltese Falcon.

What do we know
about this husband?

Uh, there's the guy
she came in with.

Let's see what the facial
recognition says about...

Oh, hello. Nickolas
Kusen, age 44.

He did time in Riverview a few
years back for armed robbery.

One of the thugs who tried to
grab her had a prison tattoo.

So Kusen has a secret and he's gonna
kill Rand so he doesn't reveal it?

- That'd be good.
- You wanna kill someone

you don't get out and
throw 'em in a van.

You don't get
out of your seat.

Right. Kusen needs Rand
for his "psychic" abilities.

That's why he was being
secretive around his wife.

Let me get this straight,
we did such a good job

of convincing people Rand
was really a psychic,

- that we got him kidnapped?
- Which means that we have

to find him, rescue him and
then, you know, take him down.

Let's go to work.

I tracked the van using the
city's CCTV traffic cams.

They made a right on Willoughby
and a left on Dunsmire.

It looks like
they're headed east.

Give me some good news
on the financials.

They're all over the place.
Hard to get a clear picture.

Must be a cash-heavy operation,
probably import/export.

You know that body shop Kusen
pays property taxes on?

Let me guess,
not a body shop?

- It's a parking lot.
- Hey, guys.

I managed to track 'em as far
Tremont before I lost 'em,

but they're somewhere
in the North End.

If I had to guess,
I would say they were...

Union Wharf? And I can do you
one better. I've got an address.

All right, I'm gonna be
right outside.

Be there in seconds
if you need me.

Let's hope I don't.

Excuse me?

Are you gonna keep him long?
Because we have a show later.

- And who are you?
- She's with me. Ms. Noble.

She and I, we work together.
How'd you find me?

The spirits told me.
They said you needed my help.

Ah, so you're a psychic, too.

Join us. Join us.
Get the lady a chair.

As I was, uh, just
explaining to Mr. Rand...

I have a bit of a problem.

Several years ago I was involved
in a short-term business venture

with a very high
rate of return.

An associate and I had gone
into this endeavor together,

but before we could split the
profits from our enterprise,

an unfortunate misunderstanding
forced me to spend

a few years in
Upstate New York.

Have you ever been there?

It's beautiful
this time of year.

Yeah, it's... It is beautiful.
Beautiful. Gorgeous.

Anyway, when I returned
to claim what was mine,

Mr. Brancato wasn't particularly
forthcoming with the information.

He passed away without
revealing its location.

- And now you see my dilemma.
- You robbed a bank and you

want us to help you find where
your partner hid the money.

My wife is such a big fan
of yours, Mr. Rand.

She seems to think you have
a knack for this sort of thing.

So, I hope that's true.

Because, uh, this is only
gonna go down two ways.

Uh... you don't find the money,
and I kill you.

Or you find the money, and I
might consider not killing you.

So what do you say?

Uh...

At least he's not
cheating on his wife.

OK, I found his ex-partner.
Cesar Brancato.

Now, his name was on the lease for the
body shop that Kusen supposedly owned.

OK. This guy wants
a bag of money.

Let's get him
a bag of money.

Everybody listen up.

There was a problem
before the robbery.

You, uh... You had issues
with him. You didn't trust him.

I don't need to be
psychoanalyzed, Mr. Rand.

I can get that at home.
Where the hell's my money?

I'm seeing something.

It's a car. An old car.

I'm walking around it now.

The license
plate's missing.

It's a Chevrolet.
A Chevrolet Malibu.

That's what he drove.
A '78 Malibu.

If we follow the car,
it'll lead us to the money.

What do you say we go
for a ride? Huh?

Uh... It's in
this direction.

Over here.

Buy me ten seconds.

- Oh.
- Whoa.

You all right?

I'm sorry. Sometimes the visions
are a little overwhelming.

- Good to go.
- This way.

Well, I'll be damned.

Search it.

May I hold it?

Do you see anything?
What does it open?

I see a storage unit. Someone's
making a deposit on it.

He has a beard
and glasses.

That's him!
That's Brancato.

I only need the, uh,
unit for a week.

Uh... are you attached
to those overalls, Phil?

Come on.

Oh, I know this place.
We're, uh...

Shh. I need
to concentrate.

Which unit does this open?

Guys, we're not ready.
We gotta stall. We gotta stall.

No, I'm sorry. I've lost my
connection to the spirit world.

It... It's like a car battery.
I just need to recharge.

I've waited long enough. Come
on. Try this one right here.

Feels good. Go get it.

Whoa. What's goin' on? What
the heck you doin' over here?

I need to see your records.

Just a few more
minutes, Nate. Keep 'em busy.

Are you guys cops?

Yeah. The K-9 unit.
The dog ate my badge.

- Which unit does this key open?
- Uh, right, um...

Let's... I'm gonna
have to check my records.

- Let's look at your records.
- OK. We're gonna check the records.

- We need more boxes.
- And a lot of luck.

Yeah, well, I think we used all
our luck on finding this place.

Wait, hold, hold...
You know what?

It ain't luck, OK? Finding the
perfect place to end the treasure hunt

is a testimony to my
intellectual prowess.

Ow.

What? It's baby clothes.

- It says "books," man.
- Does it?

Not that. You gotta
line up the right, uh...

Nate,
we're all clear.

...code with the thing there.
And, uh, I think there... yeah!

There we go. It's, uh...
That'd be unit number, uh, 398.

Go, come on.

You better hope
they find the money.

Come on, come on.
What's in there?

Keep goin'.
Open that box.

What's your
crystal ball say now?

Uh, I don't know.

You better go into a trance
or something,

whatever it is you do, because
I'm fresh out of patience!

I'm not psychic.

I can't, I can't communicate
with the dead. It's all fake.

I think you're
holding out on me.

You know where the money is.
You just want it for yourself.

No. No. It's not...
Listen to me.

My studio is wired up with
microphones and cameras.

And I... I make it look like
I'm a psychic, but I'm not.

You know, I...
I cold read people.

Yeah, I ask 'em questions,
I look at their reactions.

It's... It's all I do.

It's a scam. OK? I've been
runnin' it for years.

I have to say, guys.
I totally saw this one coming.

How'd you know I was hidin'
something from my wife?

I didn't. She did.

I cold read people.
Yeah, I... I ask 'em questions,

I look at their reactions.
It's all I do.

It's a scam. OK?
I've been runnin' it for years.

I'm not done piggybacking the signal from
the unit cameras to the live studio feed.

We're not ready yet. You
gotta stall. You gotta stall.

- It's all fake.
- You creep.

- Liar.
- He's a fake.

You just
want it for yourself.

No. No. It's not...
Listen to me.

My studio is wired up
with microphones and cameras.

And I... I make it look like
I'm a psychic, but I'm not.

You know, I...
I cold read people.

Yeah, I ask 'em questions,
I look at their reactions.

It's all I do.
It's... It's a scam.

There he is.
That's him. You're under arrest.

Hey, you know what?
He's the bad guy.

When we were in there he had a
gun on me and he robbed a bank.

Yeah, right. Like I'm gonna
believe anything you say.

- Get him out of here.
- Wait, no! Come on. Not jail.

...and cameras. And I... I make it
look like I'm a psychic, but I'm not.

You know, I'm getting' a bad
feeling about this. No, really.

Watch your head.

He who sells miracles will have
the devil knockin' at his door.

- What is that, a proverb?
- Fortune cookie.

- What?
- What? It started with "He who. "

They do make a cute pair,
don't they?

Let's see, we got,
uh, we got assault,

kidnapping and burglary
for our friend, Kusen,

and garden variety fraud for
our psychic friend, Dalton Rand.

Any way we can get them
in the same prison?

- That could be arranged.
- Hey, let's go, man. Let's go.

So, all the people
who thought he could

talk to their loved
ones on the other side,

what's to stop them from falling
for the next Dalton Rand?

Not a thing.

Then why do it?

It's OK, Jodie.

I'm sorry. I'm just
so embarrassed.

No, no, don't be.
Dalton Rand is a con artist.

He took advantage of hundreds
of people. Maybe thousands.

But now that he's headin' to jail,
he can't do it to anyone else.

A part of me knew it wasn't
real, but I didn't care.

I missed Mike so much. I wanted
to see him again so bad.

You will see him again.

Maybe it'll be a look.
Maybe it'll be a gesture.

Maybe it'll be the way

he spreads peanut butter
on a slice of bread.

But when you see it, you'll
know and you'll say...

"That's Mike. "

And you know what?

That's a miracle
no one could ever sell you.

Thank you, Mr. Ford.

Now I see why you do it.

Before you go, this is
for your sister and the baby.

What is this?

It's the money Rand took
from your sister. All of it.

I don't know what to say.

Wait a sec. I thought you said all of
Rand's money went into paying for his show.

I thought you said
he was broke.

- It did. He was.
- Where'd the money come from?

Did you guys find
the stolen money? Hmm?

Did you find Kusen's loot?
Without... Unbelievable. Hmm?

He who looks for hidden money
shall find it,

if he is also a thief.