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(alarm sounding)

(horse exhales)

(horse neighing)

* *

(bell clanging)

ANNOUNCER (over TV):
And they're off.

Favorite to win, Storm Blossom

off to a great start

in the early lead
as Poison Raindrop

comes up tied.

Has the speed to do it,

but here comes
Stairway to Heaven,

now followed by
Father of the Bridle.

Storm Blossom still in the lead,

but here comes Argo

out of nowhere...
(door opens)

...passing Father of
the Bridle. Down and...

Colter Shaw? Hugh Lazlo.

So, uh, you're the guy that's
gonna get my horse back for me.

For a price.

I collect only in success.

$250,000,

why such a big reward?
The Lexington Cup's

in three days.

Argo's got to race in it
to qualify

for the
Kentucky Derby.
Big purse.

It's not just
the purse.

If he places in Kentucky,

guarantees us
a five-figure stud fee,

the rest of his life.

Got a lot of money
invested in Argo.

Did you tell the police?

Yeah, and they, uh,

told me in no
uncertain terms

that a missing horse
is very low-priority for them.

Uh, this is

the report
from the security team.

Shows what time
the alarms went off,

their response time.

It's a tight turnaround.
Yeah.

They're certain it's pros.

They knew their
way around horses,

they had the right equipment.

And whoever's involved
knows a lot

about your operation.

Says here Argo has four owners?

Yeah, uh, Kenji Tomine

has the biggest share,
Stuart Tyler...

I mean, they're hands-off.
They're strictly investors.

I-I take care of Argo
day-to-day.

You and your wife?
Yeah.

I mean, we, uh...

we've been separated
for six months.

And, uh...

...we're getting a divorce.

I can't believe that
it's come to this.

There's more, though, right?

You feel like
your wife

might have something to do
with Argo's disappearance?

Maybe.

Whoever took Argo

took his pedigree
papers, too.

Without
those papers,

he can't race, he can't stud.

Tina's the only
other person

that has access to that safe.

So, why would Tina
go to all the trouble

to take a horse
that she already partially owns?

Her, uh, new boyfriend
Redford James.

His horse, The Gaits of Hell,
would be the favored to win

if Argo is missing.

It just makes sense.

But you don't want
to believe that about her.

She's already moved
into Redford's house.

So, i-if you find
those papers there,

that's pretty much proof
that they stole Argo.

I'll see what I can find.

Billie.

Colter.

What are you doing here?

Same thing as you.

Chasing a cool quarter mil.

Get anything
good from Lazlo?

Oh, come on.
I'm gonna find out anyways.

He thinks his ex Tina's
involved.

Of course he does.

Maybe he did it.

It's possible.
Or maybe it was

Tina's new boyfriend.

Redford James?

Oh, you've done your research.

Always.

And a call with Lazlo.

Just back to ask

a few more questions.

Well, I'll see you
when I see you.

I already checked out

the new boyfriend, by the way.

Redford.

He's a dead end.
You sure?

He stands the most to gain
if Argo withdraws.

Are you actually
sharing information?

No. No, no, no, no.

Just, you know, talking,
amongst old partners.

Oh. That's sweet.

Considering we only worked
together once, but go on.

Whoever's involved knows
a lot about the Lazlo property.

Inside job, then.

You should check out
the security personnel.

You. You check out
whatever you want to check out.

Already have.

You know, when
I saw this job,

I thought, in-and-out,
open-shut, easy money deal.

And then,

you walked in.

Sorry to throw salt
in your game.
Not at all.

It's gonna be fun,
beating you to the reward.

(chuckles)
(laughs softly)

Okay. Well, good luck.

See you around.

Not if I see you first.

(scoffs)

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(line ringing)

TEDDI (over phone):
Hi, Colter.

Thought this was a private hire.

We had no idea

Billie would be there.

Should've known
she'd never pass up

this kind of
reward money.

It's like asking a shark

not to smell blood in the water.

Don't worry about it,
I can deal with her.

Even though I would
infinitely prefer not to.

Right? What can we do to help?

Need you to look into
Redford James.

New boyfriend
of one of the owners.

Think our missing horse

might have something to do
with the owners' divorce.

Looking into him.

He's having a party tonight.
I need to get in.

Poke around, ask some questions.

Looks like
it's the Lexington Gala.

He hosts it every year.

VELMA:
Mm, black tie.

Do you have a tux?

I'll rustle one up.

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(indistinct chatter)

* *

Get yourself something.

Hi. Redford James?

Sorry, have we met before?

No. Colter Shaw.

I'm Tina. You're the tracker
Hugh mentioned.

What are you doing here?

Well, I'm looking
for your missing horse.

At a party that you
weren't invited to?

Figured, good place to start.

Or maybe Hugh convinced you
that Redford and I

had something to do
with Argo's disappearance.

He might've mentioned that.

But, uh, I figure

there's another side
to the story.

Yeah, if you mean
being bitter and upset

about me moving on, then, yeah.

REDFORD:
Now he's accusing us

of stealing Argo?

(sighs)
COLTER:
Any idea why

he might think that?

The man is certifiable.
He's out of control.

Redford, please,

may I speak to Mr. Shaw
privately?

I defer to you.

(Tina exhales)

Uh, look, I understand

how hard this breakup
has been for Hugh.

We put everything
into Argo.

Everything. But I still
made time for our marriage,

and, unfortunately,
Hugh couldn't do both.

He was obsessed.

But you have to believe me,
I-I love Argo.

I would never do anything
to put my horse in danger.

STUART:
You mean our horse.

(laughs softly)
Our horse. Of course.

Uh, Mr. Shaw, meet Stuart Tyler

and Kenji Tomine,
the other owners.

I'm the majority owner.
Got it.

You don't have to keep
reminding everybody.

I put in a lot
of the reward, too.

KENJI:
Can't thank you enough,
Mr. Shaw.

Is there anything
we can do to help?

Uh...

Yeah. Yeah,
about your-your partnership,

how's that,
how's that going so far?

STUART:
Wonderful.

We have a winning racehorse.

I would say
we complement each other.

STUART:
Mm.

TINA:
Stuart handles the admin,

Hugh and I do the
hands-on horse care.

And I bring the money.

REPORTER:
Excuse me, Tina.

Would now
be a good time?

Oh, um, Colter,
would you please excuse us?

A journalist wants to interview
us about the Lexington Cup.

Of course.

It's in three days.

I do hope you can find Argo
in time.

Best to keep
things quiet.

It's bad enough Argo
already missed

today's training session.

I'll do my best.

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BILLIE:
You're really slipping.
You didn't clear the room.

I didn't need to clear the room.

I'd recognize that perfume
anywhere.

You're lucky
I didn't just knock you out

while your back was turned.
(laughs):
Yeah.

Yeah, very, very lucky.

You clean up damn good, Colter.

Is that the same tux you wore
on the MacPherson job?

No, I burned that tux.
This is a rental.
(laughs)

You really gonna bring up Miami?

Just clearing the air.

Nothing to clear.
It's in the past.

Sure it is.

You don't like to lose.

No one does.

Nope.

So all that talk about
Redford being a dead end,

that was just
to get me off the trail.

You have your skills,
I have mine.

Are you gonna open that?

Be my guest.

(chuckles)
Fine.

I got the door.

Know what the difference
is between you and Argo?

(laughs) Oh.
This-this ought to be good.

Argo's a prize-winning
horse, but you...
Mm-hmm.

are a wild mustang.

No matter how hard you try
to get all dressed up,

you belong out in the fields,
not in the winner's circle

That's really, really good.

Take you long to come up
with that one?
Not long.

I've got more.
I bet you do.

If you're smart,
you'll back out now.

Don't want a repeat
of what happened in Miami.

Oh, you mean when
you were working for me

and then you sold me
down the river.

I was working with you,

not for you.
(device beeps)

And for the record, I'm the one

that brought you the job.

You begged for my help.
Begged! (laughs)

And you had no idea
what you were doing

until I showed you the ropes.
I guess I got
that reward money

'cause of sheer luck
and you showing me the ropes.

Kind of sad and sweet
in an old-fashioned way.
(device beeps)

I trusted you.

It's been five years.

Maybe it's time to move on.

(sighs)

Do you know what?

Let me show you
some new ropes.

I find coming fully prepared

with the right technology

is better than your style
of winging it.

(safe unlocks)

There we go.

Oh, what a waste.

No papers on Argo.

So Tina and Redford
didn't steal the papers.

Back to square one.

Somebody's coming.

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* *

(door shuts)

(indistinct chatter,
music playing)

Crazy idea: what if we team up?

(laughs, stammers)

You have got to be kidding me.

I'm dead serious.

Forget the papers,
where's the horse?

Clock's a-tickin'.
You and I,

we could find Argo
in half the time.

Split the reward?

It's big enough

we'll both get a payday.

And the money is real.

Funds are being held
in an escrow account.

A lot of reasons to work
together on this one.

Mm, well, a lot of reasons
not to work together.

Namely, I don't trust you.

How much time and energy
did you put into

thinking about my next move?

None.

Bull.

I put in more
than I care to admit.

Listen, the way
I see it,

we work together,
we move on faster.

I got a job in Austin to get
to that just hit my radar.

Lots of money,
no bleeding hearts.

Well, why don't you
head to Austin now,

take that job
and leave Argo to me?

That is not happening.

(Billie sighs)

We were good together.

Truce?

Sleep on it.

TEDDI:
No way in hell, Colter.

(groans)

VELMA:
After what happened last time?

TEDDI:
What did you say?

No, of course.
TEDDI: Good.

Did you find anything
at the gala?

No. Argo's papers weren't there.
Redford doesn't have them.

Doesn't mean he didn't do it.

No, but it makes it
a lot less likely.

You think she knows something
that I don't?

TEDDI:
No, I do not.

(sighs)
And I know what you're thinking.

Hello? MacPherson case.

She left you with
an empty briefcase

being chased by thugs.

Screwed you out of the reward.

Screwed us out
of the reward.

Yeah.

Yeah, I know.

Still, you gotta admit she's
pretty good at what she does.

(chuckles)

Maybe this is one
of those things where,

you know, it's like
keep your enemies closer

type of thing.
Just no, Colter.

Just no.

Yeah.

Yeah, no.

No.

(knock at door)

I knew you'd come around.

You think that's what this is?

Yeah.
You thought about my offer.

I did.

Well, come on in, partner.

I didn't say yes.

Yet.

Tell me something about
this job I don't know.

Ooh, a test? Great.

If we're gonna
share information,

I need to make sure
I can trust you.

Well, there's nothing
from the tip line.

Is that all you got?

Okay...

Redford didn't do it.

How do you know?
Last year he had
an opportunity

to buy Argo,
and he turned it down.

I'm guessing
you have another reason

why he's not our guy.
I might.

Last night I found some
betting slips in his office.

He made an exotic bet
for the Lexington Cup.

You know what that is?

He bet on more than one horse.
Exactly.

Put a lot of money down
on his horse and Argo

finishing first and second,
in any order.

Now, he made that bet
the day that Argo disappeared.

And he wouldn't have done that
if he knew

Argo wouldn't be racing.
Exactly.

So, did I pass?

(sighs)

Why don't we go
to the crime scene?

We'll look around,
we'll compare notes

and we'll see where we are.

It's a date.

COLTER:
All right,
here's what we know.

12:23 a.m., the alarm

to the stable doors
was tripped.

BILLIE:
At 12:26 a.m.

all entrances to the building
had been secured.

That's three minutes.

That's a very quick response
time for any security company.

By 12:30, the guards had
deactivated the alarm,

they search the building,
find Argo missing,

and the padlock to
the stable doors had been cut.

COLTER: Nothing
else was touched.

So someone rode a horse trailer
onto the property...

Without anyone noticing.

Right.
They cut the padlock,

tripped the alarm going
into the stable doors,

loaded Argo onto the trailer
and booked it.

There are only two ways
off the property,

both monitored by CCTV.

Both gates show nothing.

And the stable door camera
is a bust.

Hey, you know what?

You could call Velma and Teddi.

Find out about the spray paint,

see if someone
bought some nearby.

(laughs) Oh, wait.

Lucky for you,
I already did that.

All by myself.
Yeah.

Well, you can't phone a friend
if you don't have any,

first of all, right?

And I don't need anyone
to tell me

that that spray paint is
a standard-issue

rust protectant;
generic black.

And any ranch property
around here

would have something like that.

Like I said, footage is a bust.

We can go check it ourselves.

By all means.

Let's go.

BILLIE:
Go ahead.

Which tire track gets us
to the right trailer?

Well, that's impossible
to figure, even for me.

It just doesn't add up.
Three minutes to pull this off?

Would have taken a crack team
of horse thieves.

And even then,
how do multiple people

in a trailer
get past the gate unseen?

What?

I feel like
I missed something.

The great Colter Shaw
missed something?

Oh, knock it off.

Well, don't leave me
in suspense.

Now is your chance to wow me.

I just feel like all this--
the, uh,

the spray paint, the alarms,
the trailer tracks--

I feel like
it's all a setup.

Colter, what-what exactly
are we looking for?

Proof that my hunch
is correct.

Look at this. Right here.
This fence was cut,

and then it was repaired.

(soft laugh)

Argo wasn't driven
out of here in a trailer.

He was ridden out
by one person.

Color me impressed.

Hey, when this is all over,
let's have dinner.

(chuckles)
I know what you're doing.

I know exactly
that you're doing.

You're buttering me up,
and then you're gonna

make me do all the legwork.

Maybe.

Can't it be both?

HUGH:
It's a little hard to believe

that someone rode Argo away.

Why is that?
He's a tricky ride.

You know, when he wasn't kicking
or biting someone,

he was bucking them
off his back.

Could Tina ride him?

Yeah.

But we were at the diner
when the alarm went off.

Going over bills.

I know she couldn't have
personally stolen him.

Well, we're all done here.

Oh.
She's good to go.

Thank you, Dr. Glenn.
Mm-hmm.

(horse nickers)
I don't know.

Maybe go back and talk
to the security team?

Excuse me, sir?
Yeah.

Did you treat Argo?

I did.
COLTER:
Yeah?

But believe it or not,

his behavior got worse

after Hugh and Tina split up.

Someone must have been able
to ride him besides Tina.

Well, I can think
of two others.

There's this jockey
who's in Florida,

and then there's his
former trainer, uh, Dan Flynn.

Thank you.

Huh.

BOBBY:
Forget about Dan Flynn
for a minute.

I heard you're working
this case with Billie.

That's right.

Heard a lot about you.

Only person Colter's lost
a reward to, right?

Okay, let's, uh,
you know, let's just

focus on Dan Flynn.
What do you got?

Dan Flynn, fired from his job
six months ago,

hasn't worked since.

Poor bastard's
essentially been homeless

for two months now.

Sending you photos.

Well, it would certainly
give him motive

(phone chimes)
to steal Argo and sell him.

BOBBY: Yeah, you can add
revenge to that as well.

He got into a fistfight
with Hugh Lazlo at a bar.

Charges were filed,

then dropped--
Lazlo fired Flynn.

Told you Hugh was involved.

Any idea where we can find
this Dan Flynn?

I got his phone signal...

Sending you the location now.

Oh.

He's only a few miles away.

* *

You sure about
Bobby's intel?

This place looks
pretty abandoned.

Guy's phone is here.

(gun clicks)

(birds fluttering)

* *

(exhales)
(exhales)

Is that Dan Flynn?

Shot.

Dead for quite some time.

(indistinct radio chatter)

(engine starts)

Overheard the coroner say
that Flynn was shot twice

some time
the night Argo was stolen.

Saw the muddy boots
and riding gear.

He could've taken Argo.

If he was hired
to steal the horse,

maybe this was
the meeting point.

He was supposed to be
paid here.

Instead, he got shot.

And the killer
rode off with Argo.

(sighs)

I need to get back there.

I got it.

Hey, there.

Chief wants you to
cover the main gate.

We got the reporter types
trying to sneak in.

Tomerlin, right?
Who are you?

Deputy Collins.
Sheriff's Department.

It's not technically
our jurisdiction,

but you know the sheriff--

he's got a real hard-on

about the PD always getting
the "sexy" cases.

Probably why your guy's
sticking me out here.

And I told him
I could handle the press,

but he said you were
better suited for it.

Uh, he said that?

Oh, yeah.

"Tomerlin knows how
to handle these things."

Okay. (sniffles)
I better get out there.

Thank you.

* *

* *

(indistinct radio chatter)

Hey.

What'd you find?

A syringe of Xylazine.
It's a horse tranquilizer.

Whoever killed Flynn
needed to sedate Argo.

Xylazine most likely
came from a vet.

Got to talk to Dr. Glenn.

And Hugh Lazlo.

This just went from
a missing horse to a murder.

Let's divide and conquer.
Drop me off at my car?

Yep.

(door opens)

You going somewhere?
Yeah.

I-I was on my way
to check something out.

What's wrong?
Dan Flynn,

Argo's old trainer,
is dead.

(exhales) What happened?

Someone shot him.

Now, it's possible
he stole Argo

for someone that would pay him,
and he was double-crossed.

I mean, Dan needed the money,
but he was not a criminal.

Maybe you shot him.

Tha... (exhales)
That's insane.

Dan knew why we had
to let him go.

It was because of
his drinking problem.

He couldn't be
around the horses.

When was the last time
you saw him?
Four months ago.

He came by, he was
looking for money.

I mean, I gave
him some money.

I told him to go
and get help.

Am I gonna do that
to somebody that I hate?

You mentioned you were

on your way to check
something out.

Uh, yeah.

Uh, got a message
on the tip line.

My assistant just forwarded it
to me before you got here.

MAN (over recording):
Hi. I-I think I saw

your missing horse
outside a red barn

on Route 23, on Bluegrass Road.

He had the same markings
as Argo

but his back leg was wrapped.

You think that's real?

Argo had a minor injury
on his back left leg.

We didn't publicize it,
we didn't tell anyone.

That's got to be him.

You stay put.
I'll check it out.

(knock at door)

Doctor Glenn--
it's Billie.

We met at the Lazlos'.
I was looking for Argo?

Yeah.

It looks like whoever took him

sedated him with Xylazine.

That has to come
from a vet, right?

It does.

Is that your red

F-350 outside,
by the way?

With the premium package?

It is.

Oh, man. I--

I saw some kids
messing with it.

They ran when they saw me,
but they definitely

slashed a tire.

Or two.
What? What!?

Sorry...

* *

(phone buzzing)

Hey, Colter.

COLTER (over phone):
Just talked to Hugh.

I don't think
he killed the trainer.

But I did get a lead on Argo.

Good. I'm looking
at his medical file.

Oh, he's got an injury.

Left rear leg.
Anything on that?

Yeah, but there's...
there's a lot more.

Poor horse is a pincushion.

Injected with painkillers
and sedatives.

And then race day comes,

and they load him up on steroids
and blood builders.

So they pump him full of drugs
and push him through the pain.

How'd they get past
all the testing before races?

It's easier than you think.

I know the FBI's currently
running an investigation.

Oh, it gets a lot worse.

Poor horse was doped up so bad,
Argo's infertile.

He won't stud.
Did the owners knew

he was being doped up
this much?

They're the only ones
who stood to gain.

I think if Hugh and Tina knew,
they're awfully good liars.

Well, the vet's living
pretty large.

Somebody's been paying him
to illegally dope horses.

Time to follow the money.
I'll come get you.

(keyboard clicking,
line ringing)

Yo, what's good, C?

COLTER (over phone):
Nothing good, B.

The trainer, Dan Flynn,
was murdered.

Oh... damn.

Yeah. I got a lead on Argo.

He was seen near a red barn

off Route 23
near Bluegrass Road.

Can you do me a favor, find out

who owns that place? We're
about ready to head over there.

Done.
What else am I looking for?

Looking for any cross
with a-a vet, Dr. Glenn?

Let me see what I can see.

All right.

* *

(thunder rumbling)

Yeah.
No Argo.

Nothing.

Turns out... BS.

Smells like gasoline.

(door slams)

What is this?
(grunts)

It won't budge.

See if you can
find something

to help me wedge it open.
Yeah. Yeah.

Here.

Give me that.
See if this works.

Come on...

Come on.

(grunting)
(coughs)

(fire whooshing)

(coughs)
The barn's on fire.

We don't have much time.

(coughing)

(straining)

(coughing)
(grunting)

(coughing)

It's not budging.

(shovel clatters)

* *

Wait, we should stay
down, under smoke.

Trust me.

Come on.

(both coughing)

BILLIE:
So, what's the plan?

We're going out those doors.

Ah!

(grunts)

Give me your hand.

Come on.

There you go.

Colter!

(both grunt)

COLTER:
Come on.

Ow!
Sorry.

Yeah, just hold still.

I'm trying.
That's a deep cut.

BILLIE: (sighs)
If I have permanent damage

because I saved you
from a burning barn...

You're never gonna let me
forget about it. Yes, I know.

Damn right.

Well, lucky for you,
hand injuries

heal quickly.
(grunts)

It's a, uh,
it's a blood flow thing.

Mm.

(chuckles) Okay.

Anyway, this whole
thing was a setup

because of that
dead trainer.
(sighs)

And whoever killed him

is feeling the pressure
of getting caught.

Well, think about it.

Argo was too injured
to race, poor thing,

and he's worthless as a stud
because he's sterile

and it would've all come out
with the big race coming up.

Unless, of course,
he was stolen.

In which case,
the owners collect

a $3 million insurance policy.

And they couldn't kill Argo
at his own stable

because there would be
an autopsy

and the insurance company
would discover everything.

So...

was it one of the owners,
or all of them?

I don't think Hugh's involved.

Or Tina, for that matter.

The way they talk
about Argo,

it's like he's their child.
(chuckles)

And yet he was
doped up to race.

Well, maybe they didn't
know about it.

People will surprise you.

Yeah, they will.

Thank you for helping me
back there, by the way.

Well, you helped me first.

You could've let me fall.

You really think
that's who I am?

Right.

MacPherson case.

I guess I earned that.

I hung you out
to dry on that one.

Yeah. Yeah, you really did.

Well, it's your own fault.

You were acting
so superior, I had to...

to prove I was
above your level.

I always thought
you were above my level.

(phone buzzing)

(chuckles) You should get that.

(phone continues buzzing)

Yeah. Yeah, I should
definitely get that.

(both clearing throats)

Bobby, what do you got?

(exhales)
A money trail so beautiful

it'll make you weep!

I mean, my tracking of it,
that is.

Argo's vet was receiving

large payment amounts
from a Cayman island LLC.

Which also happens to own
the barn you were asking about.

Who's behind the LLC, you ask?

A Russian nesting doll
of shell companies.

Hey, Bobby, let's just,
you know, cut to the chase.

(groans) You really don't care
about the craft, do you?

Fine. (sighs)

It was one of Argo's owners,
Stuart Tyler.

What's also interesting...
I knew it.

...is that his LLC purchased
some remote pasture land

about a month ago.

Sending you the address now.

(truck engine starts)

* *

(snorting)

It's definitely Argo.

Go get him.

I'll snag the trailer.

Something wrong?

No.

Should there be?

Nope.

It was fun working together.

I mean it.

Right?

Yeah.

(truck idling)

COLTER:
Can you give me
a hand back here with this?

STUART:
Don't think she can.

You're making
a huge mistake, Stuart.

Shut up.

Everybody just calm down.
No one has to get hurt here.

I'll be the judge of that.

Now, first things first,

toss your gun toward me.

Now, put Argo
in the trailer, Mr. Shaw.

So how do you see this
all shaking out, Stuart?

STUART: Pretty
simple, actually.

The two of you find Argo,

and, overcome with greed,
you kill each other.

Or maybe it's a murder-suicide.

I don't know. Uh, first draft.
I'll come up with something.

No one's going
to believe that, Stuart.

I-I'll say you were
trespassing on my property.

That's not good.

(gunshot)
(horses neigh in alarm)

I don't think you're
taking this seriously.

I have a better idea.

Pay us off.

Pay you off?

I'm in it for the money.

So is Colter.

COLTER:
We're not cops, Stuart.

We don't care about
your insurance scam.

That's what this
whole thing is, right?

What were you going
to do with Argo?

I have a buyer
overseas for him.

Who has no idea

about his condition,
I'm assuming.

That's right.

Which makes the two of you
loose ends.

Just like Argo's trainer
was a loose end.

He didn't have to be.

After I hired him,

he-he tried to squeeze me.

He... he changed the terms
of the deal last-minute

and then when I told him no,
he tried to turn on me.

And then you killed him.

He made his choice,
I made mine.

STUART: Eh-eh,
stop right there.

(grunting)

Dah, dah, dah.

(grunting)

(grunts)

Should've taken the deal.

HUGH:
You did it.

I don't know how,
but you found Argo.

I don't know how
to thank you and Billie.

Oh, just the reward money
is fine.

Of course.

Hey, boy.

Where is Billie?

Billie's talking to the FBI

about Stuart Tyler.

I still can't believe
he's behind all this.

Hard to find a partner
you can trust in this world.

There's something else
you should know about Stuart.

He was paying off your vet

to pump Argo
full of steroids.

Explains all the injuries.

Argo's infertile because
of all the doping.

No, he's fine,
but he doesn't have a future

as a racehorse
or a stud.

Stuart didn't want anybody
to find out about that

because the insurance policy
would be null and void.

HUGH: Maybe it's
a blessing somehow.

I-I've been so focused
on the racing

and the business
and the winning,

I-I'm almost...

relieved.

Do you remember the first day
we brought him here?

He was so comfortable
immediately.

Yeah.
It's like...

It's like he knew he was home.

HUGH:
This will always be his home.

Even if he can't race.

I think I'll take him
for a walk.

Good idea.

* On a hot night *

* I was drifting in and out *

* Reticent
on the off chance... *

Things seem better.
Yeah.

I made a lot
of mistakes.

I know things can't go back
to the way they were with Tina.

I think we can be friends.

We'll always have a bond
through Argo.

So Hugh and Tina are
officially off the hook.

Yep. The vet confessed.

Stuart was paying him
to drug Argo

and keep it from the others.

Stuart also looks good
for the trainer's murder.

They found Argo's papers
when they raided his house.

You must've broken
into Hugh's safe.

Yeah, about that...

So, the FBI froze
all of Stuart's assets

and everything Argo-related

for the duration
of the investigation.

Let me guess, that includes
the escrow account

that held our reward money.

Right. Making this a huge
waste of time for both of us.

I don't know
if it was a waste of time.

Bad guys are in jail, right?

Argo's back with people
that love him.

I'd say that's a win.

Is it?

Plus, you were right.

It was, uh...

fun, working with you.

Told you.

So, I got to know:

if that BS with Stuart
hadn't gone down,

would you have
double-crossed me somehow?

I thought about it, but no.

No. What about you?

I was thinking about it.

It's probably why Stuart
was able to grab me. I was--

I was distracted.

Well, serves you right.

How were you gonna do it?

You first.

I'll tell you what, uh...

why don't I tell you over that
dinner that you promised me?

* An old flame,
turn a jealous eye... *

Oh, that.

(chuckles)

Rain check?

I'm, um...

I'm late for that job
in Austin I mentioned.

Right.

* I get ahead of myself...
Right.

Uh, well, you know,
good luck with that.

And, uh...

I'll see you
when I see you, Billie.

(phone beeps off)

Yeah.

* Right back to it. *

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