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Household.

I go out.

- Mr. LeGrand... - Natalie, what is it?

- He came back ? - No no.

How are you. I...

It's not that. I was cleaning a room,

that of the flamers.

No, I know but you have to stop it.

Everything will be alright.

- Cliff, he's still here with... - It's okay, Ginger.

Ginger, could you bring to Natalie

water or something stronger.

Just water.

It's Cliff. We have a code red.

Cliff, what is it?

I do not believe it.

It was in the presidential suite.

No I...

I believe you.

This is Mr. Caine's suite.

Are you 100% sure?

Room 1848.

I know who Mr. Caine is.

I know this is a big problem.

Natalie, whoever he is

or how much money he has,

what it represents for this casino.

It is...

beyond mere moral disgust.

It's illegal.

You have done well.

We will do what it takes.

I left my cart in the corridor.

Don't worry.

I should at least check...

Do not point. We take care of everything.

You've been through enough for tonight.

We're gonna have to contact the FBI,

probably make a statement.

I don't know how it works.

But we will be there for you.

Is your husband home?

Yes.

Go home with him don't you frighten?

He is OK.

All right...

change yourself.

Go straight home.

We don't want Caine to find out

and fled before the FBI arrived.

For tonight, don't talk about it to no one.

All right.

You do what it takes.

Should we call your father?

No, we don't call my fucking father.

I manage this.

I can handle it.

So tell me what to do.

- Chief. - Good night, Ben.

Hello Nat.

We don't vote.

Damn it ! I said we weren't voting!

jerry.

It's done.

Are you doing well ?

Where were we ?

How are you, John-O?

You want to help me sell old Playboys?

They are cool.

No, John-O.

I have to go to work.

Work ?

They are cool.

Where did you get them?

No more burglaries.

I don't want yet have to pay your deposit.

No, not that.

Bitty is in the kitty, the shit is in the litter,

and the world is beautiful.

All right.

Damn it.

You already left ?

You know about this network pedophile?

- What ? - It's on the news.

Child porn, dark web, the worst shit.

These rich assholes have these networks.

Everything is managed from Russia on the dark web.

My God.

Charlie, my morning is not awful.

I don't need this Right now.

Why are you listening to all this?

Why are you listening to the news?

What's the point ?

You can't do anything about it.

Every day you're angry for stuff

which you can do nothing about.

Would it be better with music?

I'm doing something here.

I do not care.

Come on, Russian pervert.

Time is up. It's done.

I managed.

How are you doing ?

I'm doing well.

- Bullshit. - What ?

I heard bullshit, I say bullshit.

- It's my thing. - Empty your pockets.

So you're not well. What is it ?

Nothing.

Could we... avoid this?

- I'm doing well. - Bullshit, but it's okay.

- Iron. - That's what triggers it.

You carry half a kilo of chrome on the face.

The son of a bitch.

Natalie.

-Charlie. - The son of a bitch.

You got me.

I'm going to kick his ass.

I don't understand. Have you looked at his phone?

Not even. He is such an idiot.

I was knitting on the couch. The TV was on

with this screensaver with our pictures.

There were pictures of children from my sister in Tahoe last month.

Then there is his cock.

Suddenly, his dick is on TV.

He didn't even know with...

with the pictures on his phone.

- The cloud. - The cloud.

The cloud of the cudgel.

When he returned,

I ask him to whom he sends his dick?

He played the jerk and...

It's the best I can do.

Thank you, Chelle.

Nat.

Tell me you kicked him out.

Yes.

Bullshit.

How are you guys?

How's it going ?

A little scotch.

Tiger stripes.

Where will it land?

Nobody knows.

chuck.

Before you leave, the boss wants to see you.

What leader?

Shit.

Who else is needed at the meeting?

And a coffee?

THANKS. I'll make sure he has.

All right. Bye.

Charlie Cale, I'm here to get fired.

Hello, Miss Cale.

Glad to finally meet you.

All right.

Sit down.

A glass ?

No.

Like what ?

All.

No.

I think I know what it's all about

so do it.

And what would it be?

Your father gave you the casino,

3 months ago ?

He didn't give it to me. I manage it.

All right. I imagine there was

a lot to do with the handover and paperwork.

And for some reason,

he came to talk to you about me.

In effect.

Now that you know for my thing,

you are going to fire me,

because he's the smartest to do.

I never understood why he had kept me.

He liked you.

No way.

I don't know which version of the story you have.

Let's start there then.

Once upon a time in Denver

the best poker players

from colorado

who find themselves in a sequel from the Fairfield Inn near I-25.

Not an exceptional level, just average.

Thursday night tournament medium stake.

A young woman from out of town was at the table.

She was cute. She hosted the play.

She had plenty of cash so they let him play.

Three hours later,

she crushed them all

in a humiliating way.

But it had already happened...

the week before, in Cheyenne.

And the week before at Rapid City.

The same young woman who trace its path

randomly across the country.

Never in large parts,

never in corporate casinos,

but still with the same result.

She wasn't losing.

The rumor spread.

Because you know, players talk.

But here's the thing.

As far as we could tell,

she was just playing.

No earpiece, no accomplice.

But she was playing

with supernatural infallibility.

As if she saw through the cards.

When she came here,

to slip into a tournament.

my father was interested.

He watched her.

Secretly.

He watched him play for 2 days,

from the lookout,

10 hours a day.

He studied it.

My father understood what she was doing.

Even having understood he couldn't believe it.

It was impossible.

It was crazy.

But there was no another explanation.

SO...

So it's true.

It is...

Is the bar still open?

You haven't played since.

Really ?

Your father spread the rumor that I was cheating.

You said it, players talk.

Till today,

no low-level tournaments wouldn't take my registration.

I am blacklisted.

But he didn't break my fingers.

I was scared when he took me

in the back room.

Your dad can be scary.

I know.

He called me. He said,

"It's a hell of a mess."

Then he gave me a job,

by letting me work here.

So maybe he loved me.

He gave you a job to keep you caged.

You seem jaded.

You have this gift.

My father made sure that you wouldn't use it anymore.

Doesn't that bother you?

Sterling,

no, I'm not upset.

And hear you tell this story, the kid from Cincinnati

who methodically charts his course Across the country

until my plan is foiled.

I was stupid.

I had no plan,

no card or anything.

I realized that I could do it, and it worked.

so I did it for a while.

I had money easily.

I was in nice hotels,

but it was boring.

I understood that it wouldn't last, which was the case.

SO...

And now you know what?

I'm doing well.

I love my life.

I like my job.

I'm disgusted that you fired me.

But I will find another job.

And I would like it too.

I'm still a fool

but I'm fine.

I hold an ace of spades.

Bullshit.

- A six of hearts. - Bullshit.

A ten of spades.

You don't read maps.

How would I read them?

You read me.

It's not just a trick,

like my blinking eye.

- No. - It's a general thing...

You can just say it.

Just that something is wrong.

It's my best way to describe it.

- I can only say it. - When someone lies?

100% of the time?

I will touch my nose.

It does not work like that.

I am not clairvoyant.

I do not predict the future.

There is nothing mystical.

If someone deliberately lies, that's all.

I'm not firing you.

How do you not see...

what is a gift?

You have been rewarded with a donation.

I'm glad you enjoy your life without a future.

But to be nobody,

a cocktail waitress.

Don't use it,

it is criminal.

I'm not firing you.

I will give you the opportunity to work with me,

to use your donation.

To become very, very rich.

I have been rich.

How was it ?

Easier than being broke,

more difficult than getting out of it.

Without showing any respect,

you had money, you have never been rich.

I need to know if you're okay before telling you more.

I need an answer before tomorrow evening.

Time is counted.

And if I say no, I'm fired?

All right.

Cliff...? He is not there.

We're bringing in Cliff. He will know.

All right. Bye.

Pardon.

- Is something going on? - No.

A drunk guy at the casino

who yells at his wife.

Cliff will take care of it.

So if I want...

Who is he yelling at?

Natalie?

Natalie!

What are you looking at ?

Natalie, where are you, you bitch.

I'm looking for my wife!

Natalie.

You know her, you work with it.

What is your name ?

Natalie, get out of there.

Don't do that to me again.

You know I hate coming here.

What are you looking at ?

You're making money...

jerry. Big asshole.

- It's me. -Charlie.

- I just have to tell him... - She is not there.

Jerry, she's not here.

I would never hurt him.

So is that it?

Let me go !

Cliff, he has a gun.

Let me go.

I know my rights.

I know my rights! I will kill you !

Motherfucker ! I will kill you !

I will kill you !

Get your paws out of there!

They caught it, it's good.

Cliff got it.

He sent me shitty texts whole morning.

I had turned off my phone.

I did not see.

I'm doing well.

I just need to breathe.

Take your day.

Do you have a safe place to go?

Yes, she stays with me tonight.

You stay with me.

It's crazy what offends people.

Yes.

What are you reading ?

"The 10 craziest things who offend people."

Jerry will be home tonight.

He will be there, he will apologize and it will be charming.

He will be sober...

for a while.

Get a restraining order.

It's my house.

He had it before we got together.

Divorce and you will have the house.

No.

I signed. I was stupid.

I can not afford to do anything.

maybe it's silly to stay with Jerry,

but it's the truth.

With my mother and all that, I can not afford.

You can stay here.

It annoys me.

I know.

In another life

you were like a knight.

Lady Galahad.

Do you know who it is ?

Yes, it's Mr. Caine.

Yes, Kazimir Caine. An oil guy.

Do you know why you know him?

He's a flamer.

For all he asks, He has priority,

and we tell the head of the table.

Caine is a whale.

This is one of 4 or 5 whales

that we have here per year.

We bring them in by plane,

they let go as much as possible in a weekend.

For them, it's a drop of water.

They are whales.

But Caine is our Moby Dick.

When my father gave me the keys of the place,

he told me 3 things.

Keep carpets clean

keep Caine happy.

And the third thing?

Never mind. Right now, he bets big.

He's bluffing?

No.

Well done, Mr. Caine.

My dad is going back with this guy,

so he didn't examine his bets.

I examine them.

In recent years he has spent less and less at our tables.

Turns out he throws parties private in our suite.

We take him on a plane, him and all his gang.

We bend over backwards.

We do that,

and this son of a bitch organizes its parts in our property.

Here is my proposition.

We're going to scam this son of a bitch.

You and me.

Which I summarize.

You let me in in his private part,

and I beat him.

We make tons of money.

He gets tapped on the fingers.

He will think that the private parts don't bring him luck.

He returns to the tables.

Not you. It's too risky.

He saw you in the room.

It will be necessary to work by video, with an accomplice in the game.

You will make a sign. We will find a solution.

Can you do this by video?

I think yes.

When is the game?

After tomorrow. We have 48 hours.

And your father agrees

to pluck his cash cow?

My father ?

I told them. Hold on.

Your father approved of it?

My name is on the door.

Ginger, I told you.

Unless we stole the letters "Junior",

it's still his name on the casino.

I don't care if he's retired.

If I annoy your father again,

he will break more than my fingers.

Give me 20 minutes.

I'll meet you in 20 mins in the lookout.

You will work ?

Use the private elevator.

Is it a bar?

Cliff, what's going on?

Shit.

This is Natalie.

You know what to do.

Natalie. I just saw your call.

I don't know how I missed it.

Call me back, okay?

I am the. Sorry.

It was more than 20 minutes. Sorry.

What does it do

to always know the truth?

Yes No,

I only know if there is a lie.

And outside of poker,

it's less useful than you think.

Because everyone lies all the time.

It's like the chirp birds.

Once you pay attention to it,

it's everywhere, all the time.

They don't lie to cover dark secrets,

but for shit unimportant.

The real thing

is to understand why.

Why do we lie?

Excuse me.

It's done.

- How are you ? - Yes.

Where were we ?

If I retract, will you have to kill me?

Are you worried about my dad?

My father gave me this job because he trusted me.

Bullshit.

My dad gave me this job because...

because he thinks I'm a failure.

He made it clear to me,

to me and to everyone.

For everyone who works here,

I'm the kid who roams here in dad's shoes.

It's humiliating.

I made mistakes...

If you google me...

I have known difficult situations.

I can't live like a loser in its shadow the rest of my life.

I'd rather die.

This is my last chance to prove that I am not what he thinks.

And he thinks this place spins on its own.

That I could hardly to spoil everything.

But you will prove to him that he is wrong ?

No, I'll show her that I can do things my way.

1.5 million. Own. In liquid.

Whatever our gain of the evening.

It doesn't matter if it works or what happens.

And you can disappear afterwards,

more obligations.

1.5 million

to say yes immediately.

Alright, Sterls, let's do it.

A dejected woman

- The son of a bitch. - Yes, son of a bitch.

I saw her leave last night. She seemed pissed off.

They say it happened upon arriving home.

I had just seen her.

- Did she say something? - No.

She saw me but did not stop.

- At what time ? - Just after 8:00 a.m.

I usually finish before her.

It's weird.

His service does not end so late, right?

Exact.

Wait.

She gave me her jumpsuit when she was sick.

I didn't know you were so close.

I'm sorry.

Yes, she tried to call me yesterday evening.

I don't know how I could have missed it.

It must have been when we were together.

She had to wonder if she could stay with me.

If I had picked up...

Don't go that way.

We don't know why she called you.

She could have called for a whole host of reasons.

You can't blame yourself.

It won't lead to anything good.

The sequel is the same to that of Caine,

except the ceiling height.

This is the table they use to play.

It's tough, heavy.

He won't move her.

Our informant told us that he was sitting

back to the window, facing the bedroom,

which is logical.

It's good for us.

I was thinking of cameras in the sofa.

Why did she come home so early?

Why what ?

His shift ends at 9 a.m.

I missed her call just before 8 a.m.

And Michelle saw her go just after 8 a.m.

Maybe she was sick.

She would have pointed if she was sick,

or would have texted me.

What ?

- She didn't clock in? - No.

Have you spoken to his manager?

Louis, yes.

To do what ?

I want to know why she came back early, why she called me.

something happened shortly before 8 a.m.

It was scary enough to she asks me for help

then she runs away.

What happened ?

As she came straight home,

obviously, her husband had called her.

That's what one might assume.

We would all assume reading the info here.

But I knew Nat.

So I know that it is not logical.

You think you know how to decipher people, but in fact it makes sense.

Nat keeps his phone off during his service.

So no matter who spoke to him,

it wasn't a call, nor was Jerry.

something happened here while she was working.

What was that ?

Her husband was a violent scoundrel.

It's tragic and sad, but it's not complicated.

Pardon. I do not want to be insensitive,

but we are in full operation time dependent.

And I need you focused until tomorrow evening.

A camera in the sofa, it will not work.

For what ?

It's right across the street.

Swapping the sofa is not easy.

We could notice it.

And you need multiple angles.

Multiple cameras?

Yes, because you don't know

where will the other players be.

They could block the view.

What do you think ?

To the lamps.

My guys can easily pose

cameras on the bases.

It's good.

Have thought about the angles of view.

You are good at this.

Mess !

I don't quite know how help you.

She was a friend.

As you can see,

she tried to call me the evening of his death,

and I don't know why. I was thinking of his personal effects.

- His personal effects? - His telephone.

If I could see his phone.

She may have called someone else,

or sent an email or...

I can not help you.

But is he there?

In the thing with the cage, with the bars.

In prison ? Why would it be in jail?

A small prison.

What's the term?

- Little jail? - There where...

We're building a little prison for his phone?

Where you lock up the evidence.

The evidence room.

You know why it's not in the evidence room?

Because it is proof.

Go for it.

Can I ?

Once the coroner's report is official,

everything is sent to the next of kin,

probably his mother.

It's different from TV but when you're a cop,

we don't swing evidence like this.

Working in this county, I see way too many.

domestic violence which degenerate,

it is the result of a schema.

You are not responsible of this diagram.

It's not that.

Jerry was a son of a bitch,

but there is something wrong.

There is a lie.

I have to find him.

The investigation is not yet closed.

I'll check with the coroner. I will take it all back.

If you think of something,

who could help, call me.

If you give me something useful,

I will use it.

But please let us know trust to do our job.

You are not a cop.

Yes ?

It's Sterling.

How are the lamps presented?

GOOD. We should do a test This morning.

Have you spoken to the police about Natalie's death?

Yes.

Sheriff Parker called me.

He says he is going to rest a whole bunch of questions.

- GOOD. - No not good.

Charlie, we talked about it.

Do you know what we're into tomorrow?

Yes, but...

Listen to me.

The gun was in the right hand by jerry

when they found him.

His right hand.

But he has his ankle holster

inside the right leg, SO..

So he's left-handed.

A lefty.

So if he shot her and she died...

He had all the time

to put the gun to his head and pull the trigger.

Why, in these circumstances,

a lefty would use his right hand ?

There are a dozen reasons possible, Charlie.

Of course.

But when you put that with the rest

... it's a lot.

I told Parker you were upset.

Emotionally upset

and that I will speak to you, but he shouldn't

spend more time on it.

I tell you directly.

let it go and concentrate on the task at hand.

Yes, so...

so you tell the cops what to do,

and they do it?

How it works ?

See you in the morning.

I'm not a cop.

Bastard.

Don't rush, mate.

John-O no longer does this kind of bullshit.

I'll post your bail, okay?

The doctor bails out.

Nice place.

Don't touch anything.

By touch, I mean fly.

It's that pretty girl

who sometimes picks you up.

It will piss him off

that you enter her house break.

Wait in the car.

I'm coming in a minute.

Unrecognized face

Charlie, repeat. What Natalie thing?

When they were going to shear him,

but you said that when she was sick you had the combination

stuff, where she puts his clothes.

Shit, what's it called?

- His record? - His locker.

Damn it. what is my problem with this word?

His locker code.

- 9-2-4-8. - Thank you, Chelsea.

9-2-4-8.

I miss something.

Tell me what am I missing.

The cloud of dicks.

Damn it.

Look at the time.

She was the presidential suite of Mr. Caine.

His computer was open, and she saw that.

How do you know it's next of Mr. Caine.

The ceiling.

Look at the bottom.

His sequel is the only one to have such high ceilings.

She could have let it go

but she did something.

She took a photo as proof.

He must have surprised her

ask his bodyguards to take her home,

to kill her and Jerry, and cover it all up.

The conclusion is quick.

There's no reason to think whether related to...

For you, his murder is a coincidence?

Maybe. There is no link...

Ok, we could call the FBI

and corner this patient for that sick shit?

Let's pluck it first.

Let's take his money tonight.

Then we'll call the FBI.

Surely not !

My father always says,

hit them where it hurts.

Guys like him, it's his money.

That leads nowhere.

More than one evening.

We do this thing.

We hit him where it hurts.

Yes ?

All right.

We trap the cameras.

The test will be ready by noon.

Go have some breakfast.

As per usual ?

No, a coffee.

Two 7and7 and a tomato juice.

Hi.

Hey Debbie, I don't work this week.

My God.

Nick, can you turn it up?

Frost Casino released the video

of an incident two days before death

with the arrival of Mr. Hill on his wife's workplace,

apparently in a drunken rage.

Natalie, where are you, silly?

It's me.

Mr Hill was being held by security of the hotel

then, at the request of his wife,

released without load.

Cliff, wait. You ride ?

We will go up together.

I saw the news. They talk about everything

and it annoys me thinking to things that don't stick.

It makes me crazy.

Then I remember,

you took Jerry in the back room

to hand him over to the cops, I thought.

What was he doing at home then? that night ?

But no. You let him go

and I would like to know why.

On TV they say it's at Natalie's request,

but I was with her. She didn't ask anything.

Did you take coke?

No. Coffee.

I thought that would be good.

No beer, no nonsense.

Coffee is for thinking.

But I never had coffee. Now I'm on edge.

I know that, but it's important.

You ask me why I released him?

We decided not to press charges.

To give him a warning. And Natalie left.

I thought she was with you.

She was no longer around.

What else to do?

He didn't try

to come back after that?

He didn't come back to the casino?

No.

I lie ?

No. You're saying the truth.

Two of hearts.

Ace of Diamonds.

Eight of diamonds.

Let's go down.

Let's see what happened.

False, true, false.

It's good.

It's going to work.

Where is the camera?

- I see nothing. - Just there.

He's going out to dinner at 6:00 tonight.

We'll swap these lamps with those in his room.

We'll sit in my office.

And how does it work ?

He's our accomplice.

You will not meet him. It's safer.

He will be Mr. Dale McClintock for Caine.

He knows the games.

He will wear a clicker at the ankle.

You will have this.

One click for real,

two clicks for false.

Repeat it.

One for true, two for false.

And don't panic when it gets big.

True or false.

We focus on that.

Always.

Cliff will be ready to step in if it goes wrong.

Something else...

Something else ?

It's good. You have questions ?

What was the call?

What call?

The night you have me presented it all

in the lookout, you got a call.

It seemed like bad news.

I asked, "Are you okay?" You answered, "Yes."

You were lying.

It seems more vehement that I didn't want.

I just wanted to ask a question.

But I had a coffee.

What is it about ?

You do not remember of the call?

What is this bullshit ?

It's okay, Cliff.

I remember.

Who it was ?

It was Cliff.

Great. What was Cliff calling about?

What do you think it is?

Anything.

I don't know.

A security thing.

All this upset me,

and I had a coffee.

All right.

Cliff calls me 50 times a day.

It's not true ?

For 50 stuff.

Come back here around 7 a.m.

It will give us time to install us.

All right ?

Are you going to say it?

She's smart, but she knows nothing.

No, she's more than smart.

It's a lie detector.

She asks questions like there was something.

She found the picture from Caine's computer.

I don't know how.

But do you think it will stop?

She's a real little Michael Westen.

- Who ? - Michael Westen.

The detective.

From "Burn Notice."

Stop this thing, Sterling.

Play it safe.

I worked 25 years for your father, And...

Fuck you, fuck her, fuck you all.

I do. It's my decision, I do it.

Then we'll take care of her, and photography.

Will we take care of her?

No matter what.

You are the boss.

Good dinner, Mr. Caine.

Room-service.

No Caine yet, we have time for another round?

- Where the hell is she? - I dunno. Where's Caine?

All players are waiting at the bar.

Caine's dinner goes on, and thank god, because where is she?

Give him another 10 minutes

and I will make calls.

All right. GOOD.

What is that ? You are 20 minutes late.

If Caine wasn't late, would be a problem

Of course. Have a beer.

All right.

But OK. You are here.

- It's good. - I'll check for Caine.

When he returns, he will bring up all guys.

They will get right to it. So you stay here.

We're not going anywhere.

We are fine.

We can ask for food,

if you haven't eaten.

You ate ?

What ?

I can't chain elegantly on it.

So I start.

Get into what?

My friend Natalie,

the thing she did which always makes me scream.

She did what's right when she sees a terrible thing,

and she actually do something.

And you killed her for it.

Cliff did it for you.

It's the same.

Say it's bullshit if that's not true.

Look me in the eye...

And say it.

The only reason why she would have taken

a photo of Caine's computer.

To denounce it, to show it to someone,

like the police.

But she didn't show it to the police, obviously.

She tried to call me, but I missed it.

She didn't say it to his supervisor.

So I thought of Sterling.

I assumed she came see you, you and Cliff.

I guess correctly?

You assumed.

This accusation is based on a guess?

I supposed. What a strange word

you repeat it over and over again.

I assumed until this morning

when I saw TV,

and now I'm done guessing.

Now I know.

Jerry had this idiot small gun.

He had it with him coming to the casino.

I saw it. I told Cliff.

Cliff dragged him to his office,

then escorted him outside.

What do you see here?

I'll kill you!

I see what everyone sees.

A drunken shit that threatens his stupid wife.

That's all there is to see.

No.

What is missing ?

You can find.

The gun is missing.

That means Cliff took it

and did not return it.

And Jerry didn't come back look for it.

Cliff told me, and it was true.

It means that in the evening murder,

Jerry couldn't have this gun because it was here,

with Cliff.

Do you hear that, Cliff?

Ok. Sherlock Holmes for juniors.

Who else saw that he had a gun ?

Cliff, who runs security, who will say that he was unarmed.

What are you going to explain to the cops,

what can you say when people lie?

That you assume we killed her?

That left-handed people don't hold never anything with the right hand?

When you tell the cops

of my city, with my name on it,

this sentence,

"I think this because I think this,"

what do you think is happening?

Your father's town.

Cliff, take his phone.

'Cause if you record the conversation

thinking of getting a confession

like in the movies,

I do not know what to tell you.

This was not the case.

You were upset these last few days.

You drank, you missed your services.

I told your supervisor not to worry

because you were crossing a difficult time.

But you were going through a difficult time.

The loss of your friend, you blamed yourself.

Finally I had to To let you go.

You came here tonight

and I tried to help you,

but you lost the pedals.

And it is tragic.

But before we can stop you...

you threw yourself from the balcony.

Who will believe that?

Look at you.

Who will bother not to believe it?

No.

You want to go outside

- to make it easier? - No. Really.

'Cause if I didn't record Right now,

I was recording this afternoon.

... introduces himself to Caine like Dale McClintock.

He knows the games.

He'll be wearing an ankle clicker.

There's nothing criminal about cheating

in a private poker game.

And even if it was,

remember: my cops.

You see, Sterling,

you still think i'm trying to get you charged.

I'm not a cop.

A wise man told me,

if you want to hurt someone,

hit where it hurts.

I did not send the recording

to the cops.

He left.

What time did you send it to him?

Immediately after rehearsal.

Maybe we can still...

He's on the plane now.

And each of your whales,

every high roller in the world,

all average high rollers, and most of the little ones,

they know.

everyone will know

than Sterling Frost Casino play dirty.

You are ousted.

Because the players talk.

You stupid child.

Tell Dad how to handle this.

Shit.

Shit.

What ?

Shit !

We have a code blue.

Block all exits.

Put a guy on the stairs on the ground floor.

I go down.

Take care, huh?

Taken in Caine's room by Natalie Hill. Trusts you to do the job.

Everything's good ?

I can have a beer ?

THANKS.

Charlie.

It was a long time ago.

Do you know who it is ?

Mr Sterling. Yes, it does awhile.

My God.

It's a mess, right?

I just spoke to the medical examiner.

There wasn't enough of my son

so that I can identify it.

It's a fucking mess.

I left you alone once, charlie.

I gave you a life a good life, right?

What happens now?

You tell me where you are.

I mean,

you might as well tell me where are you.

'Cause there's no corner in this country

small enough to hide you.

There is no place not found

which is quite hard to find so you can hide.

I'm a tough old bastard and I have a few years left

that I'm going to find you.

And I'll hit you where it hurts.

And when I finally kill you,

you will thank me.

So tell me,

am i lying?

I have to go.

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