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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...

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.

Okay. Well, good luck.

See you around.

Not if I see you first.

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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.

Mm, black tie.

Do you have a tux?

I'll rustle one up.

- 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.

Now he's accusing us of stealing Argo?

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.

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.

You mean our horse.

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.

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?
- Wonderful.

- We have a winning racehorse.
- I would say we complement each other.

- Mm.
- Stuart handles the admin,

- Hugh and I do the hands-on horse care.
- And I bring the money.

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.

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.
- 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.

- 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.

- Fine.
- I got the door.

Know what the difference
is between you and Argo?

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.

And for the record, I'm the
one that brought you the job.

- You begged for my help.
- Begged!

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.

I trusted you.

It's been five years.

Maybe it's time to move on.

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.

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.

Crazy idea: What if we team up?

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.

We were good together.

Truce?

Sleep on it.

No way in hell, Colter.

- After what happened last time?
- What did you say?

- No, of course.
- 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?

No, I do not.

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.

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.

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?

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.

All right, here's what we know.

12:23 a.m., the alarm

to the stable doors was tripped.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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?

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.

I don't know.

Maybe go back and talk
to the security team?

- Excuse me, sir?
- Yeah.

Did you treat Argo?

- I did.
- 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.

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...

to steal Argo and sell him.

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.

Is that Dan Flynn?

Shot.

Dead for quite some time.

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.

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. I better get out there.

Thank you.

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.

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.

- 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... 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.

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.

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...

Hey, Colter.

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.

Yo, what's good, C?

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.

- Yeah.
- No Argo.

Nothing.

Turns out... BS.

Smells like gasoline.

What is this?

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.

The barn's on fire.

We don't have much time.

It's not budging.

Wait, we should stay down, under smoke.

Trust me.

Come on.

- So, what's the plan?
- We're going out those doors.

Ah!

Give me your hand.

Come on.

There you go.

Colter!

Come on.

- Ow!
- Sorry.

Yeah, just hold still.

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

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.

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

Mm.

Okay.

Anyway, this whole thing was a setup

because of that dead trainer.

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.

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.

You should get that.

Yeah. Yeah, I should
definitely get that.

Bobby, what do you got?

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.

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

Fine.

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.

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.

Can you give me a
hand back here with this?

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?

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.

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.

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.

Eh-eh, stop right there.

Dah, dah, dah.

Should've taken the deal.

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.

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.

- It's like...
- Yeah.

It's like he knew he was home.

This will always be his home.

Even if he can't race.

I think I'll take him for a walk.

Good idea.

- 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?

Oh, that.

Rain check?

I'm, um...

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

Right.

Right.

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

And, uh...

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

Yeah.

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