All language subtitles for Las.Vegas.S01E16.1080p.BluRay.x264-BORDURE@@@_track3_[eng]

[Energetic instrumental music]

[People cheering]

WOMAN: Go for it.

God, | love my job.
More and more each day.

Damn.

[Man whoops]

[Crowd whistling]

MAN: Yeah! That's beautiful.

Oh, she's hot.
Hotter than hot.

Smoking.
Fire.

Somebody better cool me off.

That was
a rhetorical comment.
Oops. My bad.

Now | see why they call you
the Ice Queen.

Now you see what it's like
to be in a wet
T-shirt contest.

Why don't you get up on stage
and show us
a little something?

Why don't you shake
a little booty up there?

A guy can't comment
on a pretty girl
without getting ragged on?

Ragged on?

Maybe that's
the wrong choice of words.

You think?

| meant
it's a natural instinct

for men to notice
women who are--

Well-endowed?
Yeah.

Instinctual, right?
Yeah. But...

Survival depends
on man's ability

to be attracted to women
who look like that.

MIKE: You should
probably stop.
DANNY: What?

She's a he.
What?

Your smoking hot lady
is a guy.

Mary, that's not cool.
Mary could hook
you guys up.

Yeah, a little threesome.

But would it be
a threesome with him-her?

Isn't that more like
a foursome?
Or two-and-a-half "mensome."

That's not funny.
Yeah, it is.

That's not funny at all.

Mary, she's not a guy.
| Know that.

They don't.
You're bad.

[All arguing loudly]

Get out of my face.
Who invited her?

Hey, that's enough.
Thank you.
You must be the Holdens.

Welcome to the Montecito.
I'm Mary Connell.

Pleasure. I'm Roy.
This is my brother Slim.
Hey, that's us.

I'm Darryl.
You all here?

Except for the 350
family members

we didn't know about
till we won Powerball.

A windfall of money
brings them out of
the woodwork every time.

They act like
we owe them something.

We never even met them before.

We got one third cousin,
twice removed,

who actually sent us
a bill for a boob job.

And another one who wants us
to buy him a farm, 150 acres.

[All arguing loudly]

Shut up. Hey, that's enough.

Are you sure
you want adjoining rooms?

Hell, yeah.
We're gonna party tonight.
Ain't that right, Darryl?

Don't even get me started.
| voted to hold
this year's reunion in Hawaii.

A family vote
is a family vote.

Ain't when you got two votes,
and you control all the money.

Don't come in
with that, boy.

[All arguing loudly]

Hey! Shut up!
Maybe...

Maybe I'll have someone
show you your rooms.

See, it looks like this kid
is welshing
on $4.5 million.

| don't know where
to find him. He lives
at the Montecito Resorts.

Doesn't own a house
or anything.

| checked all
our sister casinos

from Vegas
to Monte Carlo. Nothing.

Yeah. | knew
his poor dad, man,

and that guy would be sick
if he were alive...

knowing how this kid
iS pissing away
his trust fund. Thanks.

DANNY: He has won
more than a few million
bucks from us.

Yeah, and he's also lost
more than a few million.

The thing that really
pisses me off about it

is that | genuinely
like this kid. Genuinely.

Yeah, well...
Now | gotta go
break his legs.

That's just a figure
of speech, Danny.
Of course.

Now, Brunson's got this audit
in less than 36 hours.

He's not very happy
when there's money missing...

and when he's not happy,
I'm not happy.

SAM: Ed, you wanted to see me?
ED: Yes, | did.

This client of yours. Mihalyo.
The one that owes us
$4.5 million?

Yeah. | think
he's gotten himself
into a little bit of trouble.

What kind of trouble?
Off-Strip backroom game.

With who?
Some guy named Mark Glenn.

Apparently,
this Glenn guy cheated,

so Mihalyo took off
without paying him.

What? Does that name
ring a bell with you?

When exactly were you planning
on telling me this?

Soon.

DANNY: Mark Glenn was paroled
30 days ago.

What?

SAM: "Armed robbery,
extortion, assault,
manslaughter"?

This isn't good.

Know what? I'm gonna hold you
personally responsible...

if this guy kills
Mihalyo before | do.

Ed, you have to
find him, then,
before this guy does.

You think so?

DANNY:
No sign of Mihalyo at
any of the sister casinos...

in Reno, Laughlin,
New Orleans, Atlantic City,
the Bahamas, London.

Nothing in Monte Carlo,
any of the cruise ships...

or any of the resorts
in Hawaii.

If this guy is as bad
as you Say heis...

then what makes you think
Mihalyo's playing anywhere?

| mean, why wouldn't
he just be hiding?

Well, because
he's a big-time gambler
with a big-time addiction.

Does he ever
go by an alias?
No.

What about a pet name?

What? It's no time
to get cute, all right?

|... Some of the girls
call him Big Mac.

Big Mac.

| don't know
about it personally.

I'm just saying that,
you know,
that's what I've heard.

Listen, look under B. Mac.

See if he's come through
any of our properties.

B. Mac.

[Computer beeps]

Bingo. B. Mac.
New Orleans.

Get the jet ready.
We're leaving in 10 minutes.

We're going to New Orleans.
The three of us.

[Theme music]

[Lively country
instrumental music]

Thank you for taking me
to Mardi Gras.

It'll be a learning experience
seeing how they operate
at other Montecito properties.

Enjoy yourself, kid.
Thank you.

[Speaking in French]

[People screaming]

[Men grunting]

[Lively country music playing]

[Men grunting]

Ed, Little Richard!

Right there.
| see him.

How you doing?
I'm good. How are you?

[Sam giggling]

Ed, he just spoke to me.
Did you see him?
Let go of my arm.

[Glass shattering]

Why isn't security
doing anything
about this fight?

Who's in charge here?

He is.

[Men continue
groaning and grunting]

[Ed whistling]

Hey, Jon!

Drinking on the job again?
This is beer.
| ain't drinking.

Hey, partner.
Welcome to New Orleans.

How are you doing?
ED: Good.

Hey, come here.

You need some help
over here?

No. A.J. will
take care of it.

DANNY: Who is that?
That's A.J.

[Man grunts]

[Peppy instrumental music]

[People cheering]

Mary, listen.

You have to do something
about this Holden
family reunion.

They're fighting in Mystique.

The Holdens are causing
major problems at the valet.

They got two dozen
tractors lined up

for some kind of tractor pull.

Mary.

Don't tell me. The Holdens
have hijacked the pits.

No, but some of your
wet T-shirt contestants

have decided to start
the competition early.

CONTESTANT: Oh, yeah, honey.

| can take this for you.

Not really.
No, it's no problem.

It's not a problem at all.

Your B. Mac
definitely checked in.
He's still got his room...

but our surveillance cam
showed nobody
except the maids...

entering or exiting his room
in the last 72 hours.

What's with the limp?
| got shot in the leg.

Did that hurt?
No.

Top-notch surveillance.
Oh, yes. Pops.

Yeah, not much gets by him?

| can see that.

[Chuckling]

Hey, Pops. Wake up.

I'm not asleep.
I'm just resting my eyes.

[Pops smacking lips]

Pops. She works
with Ed Deline.

Who?

They're here from
the Montecito flagship
in Las Vegas.

Well, whoop-de-doo.

You'll have to excuse my pops.

SAM: He's your father?

That's what he tells me.

It's very nice to meet you.

DANNY: You run the casino
surveillance push
the last 72 hours?

A.J.: No match.
Didn't play here.

With the exception of when
Mihalyo checked in,
he hasn't been on the grounds.

Oh, Ed.
What?

| ran that information
you gave me on Mihalyo.

And there's no match
for a dead guy

with that description
here in New Orleans.

If he's alive,
he's playing somewhere,
| guarantee you.

Well, there's a lot of casinos
besides the Montecito here.

Yes, but he's partial
to the Montecito.
He says it's lucky for him.

Your boy lost $4.5 million.
Doesn't seem that lucky to me.

She's right. He loves
the Montecito Casinos.

He lives in them,
for God's sake.

| suggest that
we check the surveillance
on the Montecito riverboats.

Just as soon as we take care
of a little problem here.

A.J.: Oh, yeah. A fight.

[People arguing loudly]

[Comical country
instrumental music]

What if we don't wanna
go see Mamma Mia?

|! mean, what if
we wanna see Nudes on Ice?

We took a vote.

But our votes
don't count, now, do they?

CONTESTANT: We were practicing
for the wet T-shirt contest.

The winner gets $10,000.

You know what a girl can do
with that kind of money?

Yes. And I'm all for practice.
Practice makes perfect.

The thing is,
it's kind of distracting
to the other guests.

Distracting? How can
this be distracting?

Is this your first time
in New Orleans?

Yes, itis.

Well, maybe there are
a couple of spots
that | could take you.

SAM: That's very sweet, Pops.

But I'm gay.

[Danny chuckles]

Oh, you're happy.
| like girls.

Well, that don't make
no difference to me.

You see, I'm a...

lam a lesbian
trapped in a man's body...

and | figure
we could manage
to get along pretty well.

JON: What's so important
about this Mihalyo kid...

that the president
of the flagship

comes all the way
to New Orleans
looking for him?

He's a nice kid, you know.
But just needs
a little guidance.

And?
And | like him.

And?

And | was his dad's friend,
and | promised
I'd take care of him.

Enough said. | got it.
Okay, | got it.

All right, we checked
every boat, aft,
port, starboard.

No sign of him.

The aft, port, and starboard?
You a sailor?
Marine.

[Jon chuckles]

You love those
military backgrounds,
don't you?

It's a good foundation
to build on.

You serve?

No, | was never too good
at marching in straight lines.

That's why you're not
on the force anymore.

That may be one
of the reasons.

SO, you're an ex-cop?
Son, I'm an ex
a lot of things.

Let's not go there.
Do me a favor.

Just keep looking
for this kid, this Mihalyo.

He's playing somewhere,
all right?
Yeah.

Did Jon get booted
off the force?

| don't know,
and he ain't telling.

What do you say
we get a cup of coffee?

That sounds like a line
if ever | heard one.

Look, smart ass,
it's not a line.

| just want a cup of coffee,
all right?

We can get you
a cup of coffee.
Thank you.

[A.J. speaking in French]

Damn it, darling,
do you have any idea...

what it is like
to be a lesbian
trapped in this body?

| can only imagine.

Well, it does present
some mind-boggling
situations.

[Sam exhales loudly]

Think you could throw
an old man a bone?

[Sam sighs]

SAM: Ed, | can't find
anything on Mihalyo.

Jon, stop.
Go to the five-seat
and push in.

[Camera zoom whirs]

ED: It's Mark Glenn.

That's not good.

Well, from his rap sheet
and what you told me
about him...

I'm guessing
he ain't here for Mardi Gras.

SAM: Who's he pointing to?

Who are those two guys?

| Know them well.
That's Hank Jones
and Kevin Brown.

Couple of local thugs.
Do practically anything
for money.

Whoa. Ed, there's Mihalyo.
They're following him.

ED: Come on. Get Danny.

[Lively rock music playing]

HANK: Hey,
| didn't do anything!

[Kevin grunting]

He's heading toward
the Riverfront exit.

A.J.: We got him.

[Kevin groans]

How you doing?
Ed Deline, Vegas.

[Peppy instrumental music]

Here you go.
Thanks.

What are these, yours?
They was.

Thanks, Pops.
These are gonna look great.
Good.

So, I'm about
to grab the guy...

and she just hip-checks me
right into the river.

Well, at least
the gator didn't get you.

That gator
almost did get me.

| tell you,
we still have not found

the last boy
that tried to kiss A.J.

| didn't try to kiss A.J.
That's what they all say.

| was trying
to catch Mark Glenn.

Then where is he?
He got away.

POPS: Let me
tell you something,
and you listen good.

If that girl invites you
to go down
and meet her family...

don't you go.
You hear what I'm saying?

She takes boys out
into the bayou,
and they never come back.

What do you mean?
They never come back.

She took two boys and a horse
out there once.

DANNY: A horse?

POPS: Hey. Say, A.J.

A.J.: You enjoy your swim?
DANNY: Yeah.

Yeah, that was nice.

Right up until the gator part.
A.J.: It was a teeny gator.

You know, for a slick,
big-city Vegas boy,
you ain't half bad.

You wanna meet my family?

What is this?

Coffee.
That is not coffee.

It is in New Orleans.
We call that chicory.

Yeah, that's chicory.

We had nothing
to hold those two boys on.

Even they weren't
stupid enough
to try anything in a casino.

Well, they obviously
didn't say nothing,

but | guarantee
they're working for Glenn.

Don't worry.
| got a couple of my boys
following them.

Nowhere in New Orleans
they can go without us
knowing about it.

[Cell phone ringing]

Damn.

Brunson.
Yeah.

Well, you better
answer that, Mr. President.

[Jon chuckles]

Mr. Brunson. Yes, sir.
How are you?

No, we'll locate that money
before your audit.

Yes, sir. | will.

Right. Well, thank you.

Don't you worry about it.
We're gonna find him.

We better.
Sam's gonna have
a big problem with me.

That Sam.
Now, there's a hot
little number.

| don't want you
to even think about it.

And another thing.
It's really starting
to concern me.

You don't have one bit,
not one ounce of care
about this problem | have.

Well, you see,
it's your ass that's
on the line to Brunson...

for the $4.5 million,
not mine.
| get it.

Listen good,
because I'm president now,
so listen to what | can do.

| officially put your ass
on the line, too.
How do you like that?

You worry too much.
You're in New Orleans.

You've got to adopt
the New Orleans way.

What's the New Orleans way?

Well, you see,
no matter how bad
things seem...

and no matter what tomorrow
may bring, everyone
in New Orleans knows...

that next year,
there's gonna be
another big party...

and that's the way
we live our lives here.

That's a brilliant,
brilliant philosophy.
Well, thank you.

What in the hell
happened to you?

He jumped in a streetcar.

He jumped in the streetcar.
How in the hell
did you get wet?

She pushed me--

You know what?
| don't wanna know.
Don't tell me.

You say that this Mihalyo
is areal gambler?

There's no way
he's going back into a casino
after what just happened.

He knows
we're looking for him.

He knows they're
looking for him.

A.J., your brothers have
that backwoods game
going tonight?

Yeah.

All possibility,
that's where he'd be
if he's a real gambler.

How would he know
there's a backwoods game?

Unlike Vegas
and your cone of silence...

everybody knows everything
that happens in New Orleans.

A.J., take Danny
out to your brothers' game.
Check that out.

And Ed, you and |,
let's check Mihalyo's
hotel room.

[Rhythm and blues music]

Nice.

This was a mistake.
Stop.

| Know what you seek.

So, where exactly is this game
your brothers are having?

Down the bayou a ways.

DANNY: So there
isn't an easier way
to get there?

A.J.: No.

You know,
you're really starting to--

[Bats screeching]

What the hell was that?

Vampire bat.
A vampire bat?

I'm not interested
in love potions

or putting a spell
on anyone.

Although there are
a few people I'd love
to shove a pin into--

Two for one carnival special.

Maybe later.

What | need help with
right now
is finding a man.

Girl, we all need help
finding a man.

Not that kind of help.

| have a client,
and he owes the Montecito
a lot of money...

and he's here in New Orleans.

If | don't find him,
we're both in
a lot of trouble.

Then | have...

just what
you're looking for.

[Rhythm and blues
music continues]

Please tell me
| don't have to eat that.

[Laughter echoes menacingly]

[Rat squeaks]

[Lively country
dance music playing]

[People chattering]

Hey, there's Pops.

He never misses a party
during carnival.

These are my brothers.

I'm gonna go grab
some mud bugs.

What are mud bugs?
You'll see.

Hi. You having
a good time?

I'm Danny McCoy.

You got names?
Yeah, we got names.

I'm Wegonna.
He's Kick, and that's Yourass.

That's funny.

We ain't laughing, boy.

What's going on here?
Get out.

I'll smack you
upside the head.

Go on. Get out of here.

Did A.J. bring you down here
over the swamp?

Yeah. She said it was
the only way to get here.

You should've come
with me in the limo.
Limo?

A.J., your mama's
looking for you.

Are you ever gonna stop
messing with me?

Let's get out of here.
Mihalyo's not here.

My brother said
there's a stranger coming
from out of town.

A big-money stranger
for tonight's game.

You think it's Mihalyo?
Fits the description.

Here. You try that.
No.

DANNY: What is it?
A.J.: Crawfish.

Come on, let's dance.

[Lively country
dance music continues]

So, how is Brunson
treating the new president?

Good. Pretty good. Yeah.

You're not bored?

It's Las Vegas.
You know there's
plenty to do.

Well, that's not
what | meant.

| Know exactly
what you meant.

But you're not telling me.

Let me put it to you
this way.

| got plenty of work
at the shop
to keep me busy.

How about your damn self?

Well, unlike you, Ed,
| have to admit...

| miss the action.

Well, | mean,
| didn't say
| didn't miss it.

How many times
did we cooperate
through the years?

Basically, none,
because see, my old company...

they weren't authorized
to operate domestically.

So we never met.

Well, as a stranger,
I'd like to thank you

for putting in
a good word for me here...

‘cause | Know I'd never have
this job without you.

ED: Okay.

Let me see which end
goes in here. Okay.

Hey, so this A.J.

Yeah?

| mean, what, are you
related or something, or what?

We could be.

[Cell phone ringing]

NESSA: Ed, that tap
you asked me to run

on Mihalyo's trust fund
just got a hit.

He's moving money.
$3 million.

All right.

Hose them down.

Make sure you wet
all the ladies.

We wanna be
fair and square.

Oh, yeah.

[Racy music playing]

[Lively country
instrumental music]

ED: Thanks, Ness.

Jet lag.

JON: Yeah, thanks.
| got it.

What?

Well, Hank Jones
and Kevin Brown...

finally hooked up with Glenn
at a pawn shop...

and they went on
a little shopping spree,

and they bought themselves
some guns.

See, this Mihalyo,
he just moved $3 million...

to a brokerage account
right here in New Orleans.

He's got himself
hooked into the big game.

What is that,
the backwoods game?
No, this is big.

There's always
a big money game
during Mardi Gras.

Everybody knows
about this game?

Well, it ain't a secret
on the street.

I'm guessing these locals
bought them guns
to go to that game.

And I'm betting that
they ain't gambling.

[Racy music resumes]

Oh, yeah.

That can't be a guy.

[Girls giggling and squealing]

Why don't you just
split up into two groups?

The ones that wanna go
to dinner, go...

and the ones who wanna
watch the contest, watch.

Split up?
This is a family reunion.

We do everything
as a family.
Always have.

Maybe that's the problem.

ROY: ...wanna come in here.
| was sitting here
having a good time.

Please, you don't have to go.
I'll calm him down.

We're having a family dinner
like we always do
at our reunion,

and that's that.

Well, | wanted to see who won
the wet T-shirt contest.

So did I.
Please! Stop shouting.

This is a restaurant,
not the Sports Book.

I'd rather go back
to living in the dirt

than have you hold
that money over me.

You want the money?
Here. Fine. Take it all.

[People clamoring]

How come my father's
never around when
| want him to be around?

Here's keys to the gun safe.

Hey, this big money game,
where the heck is it?

That's the problem,
‘cause the time, date
and place change every year.

Without an invitation,
that's gonna be
a hard one to find.

Well, that's brilliant.
So get us an invitation,
will you?

[Jon sighs]

Give me the mayor.

[Rhythm and blues music
playing]

[Cell phone ringing]

DANNY: Danny McCoy.

Danny, any sign of Mihalyo?
DANNY: No, not yet.

What are you doing?
Looking for Mihalyo.

We need you back here now.

Hey, he needs us back there.

Look, Ed, that's fine with me.
It's fine with me.

But | don't really know
where | am,

and she kind of refuses
to bring me back.

What the hell does that mean,
she refuses to bring you back?

Yes, Mr. Mayor.

Give my best to your wife
and to your children.

Thank you.

All right,
| got us an invite.

The game is in
the church cellar
in the French Quarter.

Your girl refuses
to bring Danny back.

Get A.J. on the phone.

ED: Put her on the phone.
DANNY: Okay. Hold on.

Here, he wants
to talk to you.

A.J.: Yeah?
JON: You bring that boy
back, A.J.

A.J.: We were just starting
to have some fun.
JON: A.J., bring the boy back.

A.J.: Do | have to?
JON: Yes. Now.

A.J.'s bringing him back.
Let's go.

I'd keep my eye on Sam.

Looks like she's been visiting
the Voodoo Queen.

That's great.
That's all | need.

[Cell phone ringing]

ED: Yeah?

Ed, he's accessed
his money, all of it.

And whatever
he's doing with it,
he's doing it now.

Ladies, | think
you're all winners.
Really, | do.

And if it were up to me,
| would crown
each and every one of you.

Mary!

[People clamoring]

DELINDA: They're destroying
my restaurant.

Oh, my God.

[Lively instrumental music]

And | thought
the food in Vegas
was incredible.

New Orleans
got the best cuisine,
especially at Mardi Gras.

The Voodoo Queen said
that | would find him flying
with a flock of birds.

A flock of...
What the hell
does that mean?

| don't know.
| had to eat a dead rat

just to get the information.

You gotta try this.
It's great.

You want my ass
to start looking
like two pigs...

fighting to get out
of a gunnysack
when | walk?

Is that a trick question?

Did she say
what | think she said?

She lost me after
the pigs fighting.

DANNY: What's this?
You can't enter without one.

Are you serious?
No, it's carnival law.

Basic carnival law is...

you've got to wear this
so nobody knows
your identity.

What keeps everyone
from running amuck?

BOTH: Nothing.

Sounds like a recipe
for chaos to me.

We like to get into trouble
during carnival
here in New Orleans.

[Danny laughing]

[Sam screeches]

Mark Glenn, Kevin Brown,
Hank Jones are here.

They're after Mihalyo
and the money.

ED: Let's get it on.

[Lively instrumental music
continues]

And | thought Vegas
was the decadence capital
of the world.

You know that
"What happens in Vegas
stays in Vegas" thing

you guys got going?

Yeah.
| got news for you.

It started a long time ago
here in New Orleans.

What happens behind the mask,
stays behind the mask.

[Danny chuckling]

[Sinister instrumental music]

[Rifle cocking]

[Upbeat country
instrumental music]

WOMAN: Baby.

What the hell does that mean,
a flock of birds?

Flock of frigging birds.

Jon, what time
does the game start?

JON: The players
already bought in,
but it's still too early.

What do you mean, too early?

You've gotta party
before you play.

[Upbeat country
instrumental music continues]

So much for Mihalyo
only wanting to play
at the Montecito, genius.

So much for you
not being a dog.
Excuse me?

You and little Miss
Southern Comfort?

That happens to be
a professional courtesy.

Is that what they call it
in New Orleans?

Yeah.

In Vegas, we call that a ho.

DANNY: What is your problem?

[Upbeat country
instrumental music continues]

You stay here.
Cover my back.

Looks like
we're gonna have us some fun.

[Tense instrumental music]

[People chattering]

[Tense instrumental music
continues]

[Women screaming]

JON: Drop it!

JON: Let me see
your hands, boy.

ED: Miss me?

JON: I'll take it
from here, Ed.
ED: You sure?

JON: | got a couple
of my people here.

Besides, the chief of police
and half the force
are at this party.

Jon.

Ed.

| think Sam has
spotted your guy.

[Upbeat country
instrumental music resumes]

SAM: Excuse me.

Mihalyo.

You sure?
Flock of birds.

Hi.
Sam?

What are you doing here?

Looking for you.

[People cheering]

The money's been transferred

directly to
the Montecito account.

Yeah, it's all been received.

All of it?
All of it.

So, now that I've paid up,
how about extending
my line of credit?

[Danny scoffs]

Would you guys
give me a moment, please?
Sure.

Keep the noise level down.

You're not gonna
beat me up,
are you?

Well, I'd like to,
believe me.

But, instead...

I'm gonna make sure
you put your life
back together.

Now, you're welcome back
at the Montecito anytime.

But you will not be
allowed to play.

What? Come on, Ed.
| gotta--

Listen, you have
a gambling problem.

You need help for it.
Am | clear?

What?

Yes. Yes, sir. |...

You grow up, kid.
Yes, sir.

Come on, everybody!
Let's get this party started!

[All cheering]

[Lively rhythmic
instrumental music playing]

DANNY: The carnival lasts
two-and-a-half weeks?

A.J.: Yeah.

So what do you do
the other 49-and-a-half weeks
of the year?

Have just as much fun.
| bet you do.

Hey, if you're ever
in Vegas--
I'll look you up.

Slippin' and a-slidin'
Peepin' and a-hidin'

Well, hombre, | guess...
Well, | guess this is it,
and |...

| wanna say thanks, Jon.
| appreciate everything.

My pleasure.

For whatever the heck
it's worth,

| always thought
you did the right thing...

even though it cost you
your job there
on the force.

| can't tell you how much
that means to me, Ed,
coming from you.

[People arguing]

Looks like the natives
are restless.

| gotta go, brother.
All right, partner.

JON: A.J.!

I'll See you around,
Vegas Boy.

[A.J. whoops]

There is something
about that girl.

Well, we gotta go. Okay?
All right.

You sure you don't wanna
help them?

No, | don't think so.

Hey, Sam, we gotta go.

Little Richard
just started playing.

Been told a long time ago

Slippin' and a-slidin'
Peepin' and a-hidin'

Been told a long time ago

I've been told, baby
You've been bold

| won't be your fool no more

Sam, we've got to go.

Ed, it's Little Richard.
He's singing.

DOORWOMAN:
Come back again. Au revoir.

[Lively rhythmic
instrumental music continues]

| can't believe Brunson
made Ed fly to New York
just to keep him company.

Every boss has a boss,
unless you're Brunson.

MARY: Hey, sweetie.
SAM: Hey.

MARY: Roy. Hello.
Where's the rest
of the family?

They left.
Without you?

They said they'd rather
live in shacks than have me
control the money.

Life was
a hell of a lot easier

before we won
this Powerball.

We had the best
family reunions ever.

We used to have
a barbecue every year,
drink some beer.

Who'd have thought
$360 million

would turn us into
a bunch of jackasses?

Look, Roy...

you're controlling
your family
with the money.

I'm just trying to do
what's right for them.

They don't know
the pressure
all this money causes.

Yeah, but if you keep control
of the money,
you're gonna lose your family.

| think
| already lost them.

Well, actually,
everybody's over
at a barbecue.

I'm pretty sure
they'd love it if you came.

In fact, | know they would,
because | set the barbecue up.

You really think
they want me to come?
Yeah, | do.

But you might
wanna consider...

handing over control
of the money
to an administrator.

Or you could come back
to Vegas anytime
with all that money.

I'm Sam,
and | would love to be
your casino host.

Go on, Roy.
Go see your family.

Roy, I'd...

Have you no decency?

DANNY: Did you miss me?

You missed
the greatest wet T-shirt
contest ever.

Who won?

MIKE: He did.

| don't believe that's a guy.
They say that's a guy.

What'd you bring us
from New Orleans?

As a matter of fact,
ladies...

Voodoo dolls.

DELINDA: Let's go do it.
NESSA: Are you ready?

Let's do it.

[Both yelling in pain]

[Theme music]