All language subtitles for Wild Cards - 02x05 - Catch Me if You Con.Kitsune

Previously on Wild Cards.

I'm so bored being stuck
in this chair all day.

Told you not to jump in
the children's ball pit.

You're benched.

Ellis, Simmons, you're up.

- Yes, sir.
- Like old times. Only now I'm driving.

- Our deal still stands, right?
- Of course.

So what about us?

- What about us?
- Are we gonna stay partners?

- What do you want?
- Six more months of my dad's sentence.

Two weeks?

Oh... god.

Ricky!

I'm brace-free and ready for some fun.

What should we do today?

Turtle racing, hot air
ballooning, karaoke brunch?

I'm going away for the weekend.

And you are getting this affront
to taste out of our apartment.

It's for the office.

Oh, in that case, I
welcome you with open arms.

You can't leave. I've been cooped
up in this apartment for too long.

- I need a frolic.
- I'm sorry, jellybean.

My amateur theater group

is doing a sacred, silent
retreat in a yurt in Oregon.

Anyways, I gotta run. I'm already late.

Fine.

Hey, guys, I'm back. You miss me?

How's the foot?

You know, ready for action.
What are we working on?

We are all off to the annual

Police and Law Enforcement
Conference and Expo.

Ooh, is that like an
amusement park for detectives?

It's more like a chance
for big tech companies

to peddle a bunch of
elaborate and expensive gadgets

the department will never buy.

But the swag bags are epic.

Ooh! Oh, yeah.

I gotta have my Christmas
gifts out of that bag.

Although giving my
nephew infrared goggles

was a bit of a misfire.

Okay, great. So when do we leave?

You can't come with us.

Kind of a badge only thing.

Since when has that stopped me.

Max, they're strict on
credentials and punctuality.

We need to roll. Let's go guys.

Honestly, it's not that fun.

I wouldn't even go if
it wasn't mandatory.

Oh, no worries.

I'm long overdue for
a catch-up with my dad.

He's been begging me
to come see him more.

- Okay.
- Oh, and don't forget your badge.

Say hi to your dad for me, huh?

Honey, you really should have called.

Today's not the best day.

But I brought your
favorite custard tarts.

- I have the whole day to myself.
- Good.

Good, honey, good for you.

Go knock yourself out.

What do you mean?

I remember a time when you
pulled the Bolivian Boondoggle,

the Golden Goose Gambit
and the Cuckoo's Nest,

all within 24 hours.

Don't think I've ever
been so been so proud.

So, kiddo, the world's your oyster.

Get out there and get shucking.

I was just hoping that we
could spend some time together.

You know, there's nothing I love more.

But...

But I'm about to run a poker game

with the boys over in Block C.

Really? You're ditching
me for a card game?

It's time sensitive.

Thanks to you, I've only got
so many more weeks left in here.

And hedge fund sleazebag
is being released tomorrow.

So if I don't take them down tonight,

I miss my shot.

Okay, business before
pleasure. I get it.

- You sure you're okay?
- Yes.

I'm fine. Now go enjoy yourself.

- Win that yacht.
- You read my mind.

Besides, we'll have all the
time in the world together soon.

- Love you, honey.
- Love you.

I'm taking these.

One move and you're dead.

- Synced and corrected by naFraC -
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I don't have a wallet,
but you can help yourself

to some mint chocolate chip ice cream.

I don't want your money.

- Then what do you want?
- Turn around.

I want to watch your face
while I pull the trigger.

Because you light up my life, baby.

- Maddy!
- I got you, didn't I?

Hi.

♪ You got me going. ♪

Man, this is a nice place.

- Whose is it?
- It's mine.

Are you settling down?

- For the time being.
- Man, so the rumors are true.

What rumors?

Five Dice Darcy told me you
were working for the cops.

I called him a dirty liar.

Okay, first of all,
Darcy is a dirty liar,

but just not about that.

- Wait, you went cop?
- No, I'm not a cop.

I'm a police consultant, temporarily.

I'm just trying to shave
time off my dad's sentence.

So I don't hear from you for six months,

all of a sudden, you're
living in the upside down.

I know I should have called.

Yeah, or emailed or smoke signal
or something, I don't know.

How's George holding up?

You know, my dad, he could always make

a good thing out of a bad situation.

Mhm. Have you talked to your dad lately?

No, I haven't heard from him

the last couple of years.

I think the last I heard, he was running

some kind of a con in the Everglades

with an alligator farm.

And how about you?

Last we spoke, you were working on a con

on the Duke of Lichtenburg.

Yeah, I had to drop that.

What happened?

I got caught snogging the chauffeur.

Okay, that's not like you
to mess up a con for a boy.

- Was it serious?
- You know what?

I just... this is not
why I'm here, okay?

I'm here because we
are the grifter sisters,

the con queens, the
dynamic duo, together again.

Where is your closet?

Yes.

And... done.

Ooh! Eyeliner game still A+.

- Now, what about your con game?
- What do you mean?

Come on, you always have a
long con running. Spill the tea.

The tea is that I'm working
time off my dad's sentence.

You sure that's all?

Yes.

I'm gonna get the door.

You're holding out on me, I know it.

- Hey!
- Hey.

What are you doing here?

Look, I know you couldn't
come to the tech conference so,

I thought I'd bring the
tech conference to you.

A swag bag?

- Yeah.
- You shouldn't have.

Now I see why you've
been holding out on me.

Hi. Are you the boyfriend?

- No.
- No, definitely not.

Oh, well, it's a pleasure
to meet you, Detective...

- Ellis.
- Ellis...

is my partner, and this is...

Kelsey, Kelsey Beckford. I'm
an old friend from school.

Nice to meet you, Kelsey.
Where are you traveling from?

Latvia. Just landed this morning.

Huh? Latvia.

It's a long way to travel for a friend.

Oh, not to see your best friend, though.

I've known Max forever.

Tragically, I do not know
a single thing about you.

Would you care to join us tonight?

Oh, I don't think Ellis wants

to join our girls' night, do you?

- No.
- Thanks for the offer,

but lots of paperwork
to do back at the office.

- Yeah.
- Mhm. Suit yourself.

Um... don't you think you
should finish getting ready?

I was born ready.

I thought you were home-schooled.

Oh, who knew that you paid attention.

Who is she?

Just an old friend.

- What are you up to, Max?
- Nothing.

You know, when you say nothing,

it's usually something, right?

Why are you so suspicious?

It's literally my job.

Okay, well, how about
you go and do your job

because apparently I'm not needed today.

So you just run along and
do your little cop things

'cause this here is just two girls

hitting the town like old times.

Okay. Good night.

This is Detective Ellis.

Look, I just sent you
some print scans to run.

Give me the results as soon as you can.

So what are your intentions

with Captain tall drink of justice.

Oh shut up. He is just my partner.

Oh, yeah, I'm so sure.

I don't know, maybe this
whole domestic coma thing,

maybe it's not an act.

Maybe...

you've gone soft.

I am not... soft.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Prove it.

Okay. You remember the rules.

No repeats, no cheap marks,
and absolutely no getting made.

Beautiful.

Okay. Best out of five.

So Max's friend's name is Maddy Jenton.

Charges include identity
theft, fraud, and forgery.

Great.

I know.

Max could be pulling another con.

I thought we were past this.

Your call has been forwarded

to an automatic voice message system.

In my defense, I didn't see
the dog in the back seat.

- We have to give the dog back.
- We can give the dog back.

Why do I have to give back the car?

Because I'm trying to
get my dad out of jail,

- not join him.
- Dude, don't you miss this?

Don't you miss the thrill of the con?

Don't you miss the rush?

Yes. I've had a blast.

It's been so good seeing you.

But tomorrow's a school day.
Okay, we need to go home.

Okay. We're tied.

Can we do one more for the win?

Look, just break into a locker.

I bet you can't do it
in less than 30 seconds.

Too easy.

Is it? Or are you afraid
that you have lost your skill

with a lock pick?

I don't even need a lock pick.

Okay? Great, tough guy.
What about, uh, locker 13?

Okay.

Watch and see.

Oh, hello.

Now, don't you do this. This is crime.

I'm sorry, sweetie.

Hey! Transit cops! Come on, move it!

Move, move, move, move, move, move!

- Hey!
- Get in the car, baby! Come on!

Max, where the hell are you?

I've been trying to call
you for over an hour.

We've got a case. Call me.

Hi. Detective Ellis.

Name's Ernie. I run security here.

- I'll take you to the scene.
- Thanks. Did you know the victim?

Yeah. Josh Hanson,
the club's tennis pro.

Everyone around here is
really broken up about it.

He was a great guy.

Terrible way to go.

Hey, Ellis.

Where's Max?

She, uh, she couldn't make it today.

What have we got?

See these, second degree
burns. He was in here for hours.

But even if he'd fallen asleep,

wouldn't the pain from the
burns be enough to wake him up?

Normally, I'd say yes, but
that probably didn't help.

Right. So he passed out
because of the alcohol,

but then died of a what... heatstroke?

That's what I'm thinking.

- I'll need to do a full exam to be sure.
- What about the time of death?

Somewhere between midnight and 3 a.m.

Was there any security cameras?

None on the grounds.

The clientele values their privacy.

Who found the body?

That would be our club's GM, Bob.

Bob.

All right, let's go talk to Bob.

I still can't believe he's gone.

I'm sorry for your loss.

Do you know what Josh
might have been doing

so late at night in the steam room?

Oh, he had an apartment
on the club grounds,

so a late-night steam
was kind of his thing

after a long day of lessons.

What about the drinking?
Is that also his thing?

Yeah.

He's had a bit of a problem
ever since his injury.

What injury?

As soon as he joined the pro circuit,

he blew his knee out.

Go figure.

That's me and Josh.

We met at tennis camp
at Boca when we were 16.

We were the scholarship kids.

We both loved the game, but...

he was the one with the real talent.

He went the pro route,

I went corporate, ended up here.

It's a long friendship.

He's a godfather to my son.

After rehab, he needed a job.

I made him the club's tennis pro.

Gave him the apartment for free.

Did Josh's drinking ever
interfere here at work?

No, no. Never.

Josh had his issues, but
he was the best, okay?

Everybody loved him.
I mean, you could...

Oh.

I'm sorry, I just...

A lot to process.

Of course. Well, thank
you for your time.

I may need to ask your
staff a few questions,

but I think you and I are done for now.

Yeah. Whatever you need.

Thank you.

Hey Chief, what's up?

Ellis, get back to the station now.

- You're off the case.
- What? Why?

Just do it.

Okay...

okay. I'm coming.

I swear I'm gonna return the dog

once I remember where she came from.

It's not about the dog.

Max Mitchell, you're under arrest

for the murder of Josh Hanson.

Hold this.

Okay. You don't need to hear that.

Anything to say?

Yeah. Can I get an aspirin?

This is serious, Max.
Cybercrimes Unit found a hit

on Josh Hanson's life on the dark web.

They staked out the bus lockers,

and you were caught on
camera picking up the payment.

Maybe make that two aspirins.

You don't actually think
she did this, do you?

No, of course not.

But I do wonder if she's involved maybe.

- What are you saying?
- I'm saying you just got your desk back.

This is Max.

Friend to friend, you
might want to pull back,

you know, protect yourself.

What were you doing on that video?

Okay. Yes, I broke into the locker.

Why that specific locker?

I don't know, because it was there.

You don't actually think
I killed anyone, do you?

Max, who were you with last night?

Lola. Just Lola.

Why are you lying to me?

Yeah, and why the hell
are you protecting her?

Simmons, tox screen
came back on your vic.

All right. Thanks, Tony.

Ellis, he pulled you off the case.

And where's Maddy now?

I don't know. All I know is

that I woke up in the
morning and she was gone.

- And the bag?
- Also gone.

Max, listen to me very carefully.

You need to cooperate with us.

I am cooperating.

And I'm trying to help you,
but the commissioner is furious.

If you get charged with murder,

the department will have to sever

any and all affiliations with you.

Any previous agreements and arrangements

will become null and void.

And this includes our deal for
your father's early release.

Ellis.

I thought you were off the case.

I'm observing today.

Thank you.

I found traces of digoxin
in the vic's system.

It's a heart medication

except his medical records show
it was never prescribed to him.

- So you think he could have been drugged?
- Most likely.

There are no recreational
benefits to taking it.

What happens if a healthy
person took digoxin?

Their blood pressure would plummet.

likely leading to unconsciousness.

Adding alcohol to the mix,

I'm sure just speeds all that up, right?

- Mm-hmm.
- What about his burn?

The dermal and subcutaneous burns

are consistent with
temperatures over 200 degrees.

Right. But all those steam rooms
have limiters on the thermostat

so that they can never reach
those temperatures, right?

Correct.

So someone knew that
Josh would be drinking,

drugged him with the
digoxin to knock him out,

futz with the thermostat

and then just... left
him in there to fry.

All right. Well, now we know for
certain this is a murder case.

Work with me here.

The murder happened
between midnight and 3 a.m.

Do you have an alibi?

Uh...

Yeah!!!

Lola bit the delivery guy.

The delivery guy?

I ordered takeout.

Ordering food isn't an alibi.

It is when you take selfies with
every single delivery person.

Okay. Look at this.

Pizza, Chinese, perogies, poutine

and pizza again.

Well, that explains the heartburn.

I'll take this to I.T.
to confirm the timestamps.

I'll be back.

At least I got you, Lola.

The dog's owner is here.

Hand her over.

Never change, kid.

Ellis.

Max's alibi checks out.

- Good.
- Yeah, but unless we find her friend,

she'll be charged with
solicitation to commit murder.

I don't know why Max is
protecting Maddy like that.

Go find out.

Yes, sir.

So, I guess, I'm not
a murderer after all.

Nobody thought that, Max.

Oh, could have fooled me.

I thought you thought
you were my partner,

and then you went behind my
back to check up on my friend

when there wasn't even a murder yet.

Yeah, and I was right about her.

Are you gonna put all my
friends through a database?

So I should just go get
their fingerprints now

and get it over with.

Friends? Really? She set you up.

Also, why do you keep
protecting a murderer?

Can you stop calling her that?

I've been friends with Maddy
since I was six years old.

My dad and her dad were
in the same line of work.

Line of work, really?

You mean, they're con men.

Think what you will about my dad.

But he always gave me a
caring and stable home life,

unlike Maddy's.

Her dad would disappear for weeks on end

when he was playing a con, so
she would stay with us a lot.

She was the fun one.

The cool one. The wild one.

She was always a little
bit of a train wreck.

My dad would call her Hurricane Maddy

because she would storm into our lives

and bring all this excitement,

and then she would take
things one step too far,

and we'd have to clean up her mess.

So then why do you keep doing it?

I don't know.

Growing up, I had friends all over,

but no one who I could be honest with

about who I was or who my parents were.

With Maddy, I could.

I felt like she was the
only person in the world

who really understood me,

who I felt safe telling
all my secrets to.

Her and I have been
through a lot together.

Do you know what it's
like to care for somebody

who also drives you nuts?

I think I have an idea.

Maddy might be a lot of things,

but she is not a killer.

I just think that your history with her

is clouding your judgment.

You guys aren't kids anymore, Max.

She solicited a murder on the dark web.

She told you which locker to break into,

and she made damn sure that she
wasn't the one caught on camera.

Now, you and your dad's freedom
are on the line because of her.

That's one hell of a mess to clean up.

At a certain point, you're gonna
have to pick whose side you're on.

- How'd you find me?
- You're kryptonite.

Bacon-infused waffles.

You always get them
before a getaway flight.

Mm.

You know, my dad always used to say

if they bust you in the airport,

don't let it be on an empty stomach.

It might have been the only
good thing I ever got from him.

- I'm starving.
- Uh, uh, uh...

Really? You're not gonna
share even after setting me up?

What are you talking about?

You made sure I was the one on camera

when you told me to take that money.

They arrested me, Maddy.

Oh, bummer. Who? Your new friends?

Might want to consider
a change of career.

The guy you were paid to kill is dead.

Wait, what? I didn't kill anybody.

You better hope you can prove that.

And you set me up.

Yeah, I set you up.

Maddy Jenton...

you're under arrest for
the murder of Josh Hanson.

Stand up. Put your
hands behind your back.

You're unbelievable.

All right, let's go. Come on.

Is this fun for you?

Says it right here.

I want Josh Hanson taken
care of before next Wednesday,

and make it hurt. Period, finito.

That's a message on the dark web

hiring you to kill Josh Hanson.

I...

Detective, me a killer?

I am a simple girl who
just rolled into town

to see my supposed best friend,

and would you look at the
mess that she got me into.

Oh, please. You pulled
me into a Catfish Killer.

What's a Catfish Killer?

It's a con.

You pose as a hit man.

- Or hit woman.
- You collect half of the payment,

and then you don't go
through with the hit.

- So where's the money?
- Why do you think I know where the money?

She's the one who's on camera
taking it out of the locker.

Sir.

- And?
- Maddy's alibi checks out.

After she left Max's place,

cameras have her at
the casino all night.

She lost a bundle at the craps table.

I did. Thank you for the reminder.

Can I go now?

Until Cybercrimes can
decode the encryption

on the dark-net messages
and prove that it's Maddy,

we can't hold her.

So... that would be a yes then.

You're free to go.

Great.

Thank you, Detective.

So you're just gonna leave again?

Why do you want to arrest me again?

I'm trying to work time
off my dad's sentence,

and I might lose
everything because of you.

Honey, I didn't make you do
anything you didn't want to do.

You know what? Just go.

I'm trying. You're stopping me.

Well, I thought you might
actually want to stay and help

since you're the one
that caused this mess.

Why?

You have all your new cop friends.

Ask them.

So someone paid for a hit,
then did it themselves.

Well, that doesn't make any sense.

Nevertheless, your vic is dead.

Well, is it possible that two
different people wanted Josh dead?

I mean, everybody at
the tennis club said

that both the staff and
the members loved him.

Obviously not everyone.

Go back. See what you can dig up.

All right. I'll get the payroll

department to send
us a list of employees.

Yeah, yeah, whatever.

Come on, McEnroe, grab your
fuzzy balls and come with me.

Hey, I think we should
get the department

to spring for a membership here.

Oh, yeah, I'll get right on that.

Now, remember, everybody still thinks

that Josh's death was an accident.

Well, the longer the killer thinks that

the greater the chance he'll slip up.

I want to get started with the staff.

And I'm gonna start with a daiquiri.

And so I asked her what she was doing,

and she said, don't look
at me, that's not my ocelot.

Can you believe it? She's such a nut.

I love her so much.

And here she is. Speak of the devil.

I was just telling them all about you.

Everyone... this is Jenny.

Jenny Jerome of the Long Island Jeromes.

Right, and before you
ask, yes, those Jeromes.

What can I say?

Okay. Baby food has been
very good to my family.

Who would have thought puréed carrots

would buy me a new beach house.

Oh, but if you'll excuse
Samantha and I for a moment.

Oh, another round on her.

Sure. See you later.

Yes. I knew you'd remember
the Samantha and Jenny routine.

How did you know I'd be here?

You're a cop. This is the scene of
the crime. Where else would you be?

I think I got us the lay of the land.

It's Peyton and Lisa.

So, queen bee, wannabe queen bee.

They got all the tea.

I figured they'd spill if we
run a little War of the Roses,

play doubles with them,
pretend to be mad at each other.

Maddy, stop. I am mad at you.

- I thought you wanted my help.
- I did, but, Maddy...

- What?
- It's always like this.

It's always like what?

Hurricane Maddy, blow into my life,

create a bunch of chaos and
expect me to clean up your mess.

Okay, first you say you
want my help, so I'm helping.

Now you don't want my help.
What do you want from me?

I want you to tell me
why you came to town.

- Why did you come here?
- I need a reason to see my best friend?

No, but you usually have one.

Did you just need a
fall girl for your con?

Wow, dude.

Okay, you know what? I came here
to see if I even still have a friend.

And I guess I got my answer.

- What's that supposed to mean?
- Ever since we were kids,

no matter where we were in the world,

no matter what con we were running,

no matter what was
going on in our lives,

we took care of each other.

I haven't talked to you in six months.

And the last time I called
you, I was really, really upset.

About the chauffeur?

Yes, about the chauffeur.

You didn't call me back.

And you know what? That's fine.

Life gets busy. So I tried again.

Nothing.

And then I came up
here because I thought,

well, maybe I did something wrong,

but no, it turns out
you've just moved on.

Maddy, I had so much
going on at the time.

I'd just gotten arrested. I was
trying to keep myself out of jail,

and I was trying to revise
my plan to get Olivier...

Right. And then you
did all of those things

and still nothing because
you got a new life.

You got a job, you got a boy,

and you do not need me anymore, do you?

Excuse me, ladies. Your court is ready.

Thank you so much.

- We're not done here.
- Not by a long shot,

but right now I gotta kick your ass.

Hey, girls. Jenny and
I were thinking about

playing a couple of mixed
doubles. You want to come?

Oh, you two are an absolute gas.

We need more people
like you around here.

Don't we, Lisa?

Oh, absolutely.

Oh.

I think Bob just lost his house.

I didn't know we paid
him enough to own a house.

- Who is she?
- ... bringing into your office every day!!!

His soon to be ex-wife, Sandra.

They're going through a nasty divorce.

- We've all been there.
- Mm. Some more than others.

Huh.

All right.

Ladies, time to put your
balls where your mouths are.

What do you say we make it
a little more interesting.

Why don't we switch partners?

Oh, well, we've never
played against each other.

I'm always Peyton's partner.

Could be fun. Let's do it.

- Come here.
- All right.

May the best player win.

Ah!

Nice.

Wow! You two like to play hard.

This isn't a game, Peyton.

- It's not?
- This is war.

And Peyton, she's not your friend.

- She isn't?
- Look, you're the queen around here.

And Lisa wants your
throne. Can't you see that?

- Yeah.
- If you don't take Peyton down a notch,

you are going to be living
in her shadow... forever.

Is that what you want?

- No.
- Lisa's been telling everyone

around here my butt isn't real.

This butt... is all Peyton.

Well, then let's show her
what that butt is made of.

Yeah.

Ah!

Woo! Eh!

- Ha!
- Nice.

Oh! Come on.

That was in!

I don't get why you're back here

if he died of heatstroke.

We're just trying to be thorough.

Now, did you notice
anything different or strange

about Josh's behavior before he died?

Actually a little, yeah.

He told me he was moving out.

He was going to give
up his free apartment?

- Did he tell you why?
- No,

but he had lessons all day.

So he asked me to drop
off a security deposit

- at his new place.
- That was strange to you?

He handed me ten grand
in cash for the deposit.

Josh was usually broke.

Any idea where he got the money?

- No idea.
- Okay.

Can you let me into his place?

So are you saying Lisa
was sleeping with Josh?

I know she was.

That sweet and shy act is all for

that stick in the mud husband of hers.

You're saying Peyton got
more out of her time with Josh

than a better forehand?

I think you mean foreplay.

Look, I'm not one to
spread rumors, but...

whatever happens in the steam room

stays in the steam room.

Is Lisa in love with him?

I can't imagine anyone being
in love with that lizard.

You think Peyton loved Josh?

Oh, God, I hope not.

Josh wasn't the catch
everyone thought he was.

All right, let's go get 'em.

- Woo!
- Woo!

- Peyton!
- Yeah!

Suck it, Lisa!

Bite me, Peyton!

You're a sore loser. You always were.

Okay. Easy ladies.

You don't want to say
something you'll regret, okay?

I think what's really going
on here is anger, not grief.

Hey, you know, it's possible

that both of you have
some unresolved feelings

- about Josh's death.
- That jerk!

No, I'm glad he's dead.

How can you say that? You
were sleeping with him.

Yes. So were you.

So were half the ladies in this club.

I bet that made you jealous as hell.

Not even close.

That money-sucking leech
didn't care about anyone.

You mean...

Not you too.

Okay, get this.

I just found $250,000 cash
hidden in Josh's apartment.

There's no way a tennis coach
makes that kind of money legally.

Maybe it was drugs.

Not unless love is a drug.

What did you find out?

Josh was having sexy times

with some of the wealthy
married women at the club.

He recorded their
sexcapades in the steam room

and then blackmailed them,
including Peyton and Lisa.

Either they paid up

or Josh would send the
video to their husbands.

That would explain why multiple
people wanted Josh dead.

All right, meet me in the steam room.

I was promised cucumber water.

Really? What the hell is she doing here?

- It is a long story.
- Don't blame her.

I am here out of the
goodness of my own heart.

And she did help us get
that information about Josh.

Fine. I found where
the camera was hidden.

It's an ethernet cable.

I think the camera was connected to it

and that's how they were
uploading the footage.

Maddy!

What?

I thought maybe you and
I could enjoy a little,

uh post-tennis wind-down.

Turn it off.

Wait. Not yet.

That's the spirit.

"Bob killed me."

Okay, we know Josh had
digoxin in his system,

so Bob probably spiked his scotch

and locked him in here.

And Josh regained consciousness

just in time to write that
message before he died.

This is great. Let's go.

Let's go get our killer. Let's go.

It's not how the law works.

I... ew... why?

He literally wrote who
killed him on the thing.

You need more than invisible
words written in steam.

Oh, God. You people are exhausting.

All right. What now?

Bob and Josh were best friends.

They met as teenagers.
They grew up together.

Why would you kill your best friend?

Oh, I could think of a few reasons why.

We know that Josh was
blackmailing the women

that he was sleeping with.

Well, Peyton and Lisa

said that Bob was in the
middle of a messy divorce.

Maybe Josh was sleeping
with Bob's wife, too.

She was at the court
today. They were fighting.

All right, I'll go talk to her.

And you make sure this
one stays out of trouble.

What am I, a tween? I
don't need a babysitter.

Sure you don't.

Don't worry about her. She'll be fine.

Look, I'm sorry, but I have to ask.

Were you having an
affair with Josh Hanson?

What? Absolutely not.

I've known Josh since we were teenagers.

Did he and Bob get into
an argument recently?

I wouldn't be surprised. Bob
and I are getting divorced.

Josh was going to testify on my behalf.

Wait a minute. He was going
to testify against his best friend?

Listen, what does any of this
have to do with Josh's death?

- I thought it was an accident.
- Were you not aware

that Josh was blackmailing
women at the tennis club?

Sandra, if you know
something about this,

I need you to tell me.

I only just found out.

Also, Bob was in on the scheme as well.

The two of them were in on it together?

When I filed for divorce,

Bob threatened to take
my son away from me.

Could he do that? I mean,
did he have the grounds to?

He was going to claim
I'm an unfit parent.

What a joke.

But there's enough CEOs, judges
and politicians at the club

who would be willing to
do good-old Bob a favor.

I wouldn't stand a chance.

When Josh heard that, he
confessed everything to me.

Josh was going to testify

to help me win the
custody case against Bob.

But if he came clean
about the blackmailing,

he would have been
incriminating himself.

Okay, look, are you sure

that there was nothing going
on between you and Josh?

We all met when we were 16.

Both guys had a crush on me but...

I chose Bob.

Even so, I know Bob was
always jealous of Josh.

I had no idea Josh still
loved me all these years later.

He said working for Bob was humiliating,

but he'd taken the
job to be close to me.

You on medication?

Digoxin for a small heart murmur.

Nothing serious.

What day was Josh going
to testify against Bob?

Well, we were going
to court on Wednesday.

Why? Is that important?

It certainly does
explain the timing of all this.

Bob knew Josh was going
to spill the beans in court

Right. That's why the
message on the dark web said,

I need Josh Hanson taken
care of before next Wednesday.

And he needed Josh dead
before the court date.

Okay, so we know Bob
had access to digoxin,

but that doesn't prove
that he drugged Josh

and locked him in the steam room.

Unless we get him to confess.

Well yeah, of course. But how?

I think I have an idea.

I just need to fix something first.

And I'm so sorry

about telling everyone
about your butt implants.

- Oh. Forget it.
- After all I've been saying about you,

it's water under the bridge.

Let's just keep the past in the past.

Period, finito.

Hey.

- I know you're still mad at me.
- What do you mean?

I'm sorry.

- For what?
- I didn't mean to ghost you.

Could have fooled me.

I hate when you get like this,

but I know that's why you're doing it.

Oh, you know me so well.

Of course I do.

And you know me better than anyone.

And you've always been there for me,

even though you are a
huge pain in the ass.

Look, I know I had a
lot going on at the time,

but I never should have
taken you for granted.

You're my best friend,
and I'll always need you.

Damn it, Maddy,

I love you.

How do you always do
this? I love you, too.

Come here, Tiny.

And now I need your help.

I'm intrigued.

And your special talents.

Go on.

Turn around slowly.

Yeah. We want to see your
face when we kill you.

Who the hell are you two? What is this?

Your wife Sandra sent us and
she has a message for you.

And it's written in teeny tiny
letters on one of these bullets.

She paid you to kill me?

Yeah. And her exact words to
us were making it a messy one.

Was it messy or painful?
I can't remember.

Why can't it be both?

See, this is why I love
you. We're such a good team.

You think I should start
with the kneecaps first?

- They're a classic for a reason.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait.

- You don't need to do this.
- Well,

Sandra gave us 25,000
reasons why we should.

I can double it.

You walk away, I'll triple it.

Nice try, Bob.

Bob, sweetie pie.
You're the club manager.

You probably can't even
pay the membership fee.

I have it right here.

I have it in the safe right there.

I can show you.

Okay.

Whatever you take from that
drawer, take it out very slowly.

See?

I can't believe Sandra did this?

Ah, I mean, you kind
of forced her hand, Bob.

The divorce and...

Trying to take her son away.

Right. That was terrible.

Well, at least she has Josh, right?

Oh, beautiful, sweet, perfect Josh.

- What does she call him?
- The love of her life.

Apparently, he's very romantic.

And the stamina, you
know, which is really rare.

You see, you know what, Bob,
you don't have to worry about this.

People have different
strengths and weaknesses.

I'm sure you make up
for it in other areas.

I knew they were having an affair.

See, it's the money.
It's going right here.

There. Just walk away.

You thinking what I'm thinking?

Absolutely. Bob, we are
killers, not thieves.

- Yeah, give us some credit.
- You've been straight with us.

So we take the money for an added fee.

We kill your wife and your boyfriend.

- He's already dead.
- Wait. What?

He's taking care of.
Don't worry about it.

Who'd you get to do the hit?

Yeah. We want to know who's
been moving in on our territory.

No. Nobody. Nobody.
I didn't hire anybody.

I killed him. I did it, all right?

But look, there's the money.
Like I said, it's all yours.

You can just leave.

With pleasure.

Come on in, boys.

Okay. This next part is
really cool. Are you ready?

You are under arrest for
the murder of Josh Hanson.

Book him.

Be cool, all right?

That's actually great.

I can see why people
get addicted to that.

It's fantastic.

You know what, this has been awesome.

We should do it more often.

- Maddy.
- What?

Give me the money.

Just testing.

You're under arrest for soliciting

the murder of Josh Hanson.

Take her downtown and book her.

Don't let the door hit
your butt on the way out.

What's that all about?

I overheard Peyton
saying, period, finito.

And that's when I knew it was her.

It's the same words used
in the dark web messages.

She's the one who tried to hire you.

Plus, she fessed up
to wanting Josh killed

as his testimony would
have exposed their affair.

And Bob wanted him dead

to protect his nasty blackmail scheme.

And Josh's attempts to make
amends and do the right thing

is actually what got him killed.

You know, there's got to be
a lesson in here somewhere,

but it is completely beyond me.

I gotta say, arresting
people makes you thirsty.

I'm going to the bar.

Look, I, uh, I wanted to apologize.

For anything specifically,
or should I make a list?

For the Maddy thing,
okay? I guess I kind of...

Flew off the handle. Freaked out.

I may have jumped to
a few conclusions, yes.

Maybe our past clouded your judgment.

Look, when I thought you might
be hiding something from me

or pulling another con, I just...

I got triggered, sorry.

It's okay. We're all a work in progress.

Woo! Everyone drink
up! It's on my gal, Jenny!

I gotta go.

Yeah.

So now that Peyton is in the slammer,

I'm off the hook for
the Catfish Killer con.

Yep. Thanks to your
help cracking the case,

you're a free woman now,

and my deal with the
Commissioner still stands.

Sweet.

Oh, while I got you...

Long shot.

The Sydney regatta is
coming up and I have a...

Ooh! killer con lined up.

Can I tempt you?

Maddy, I'm trying to get time
off my dad's sentence, okay?

Yeah, sure. Keep telling yourself that.

I saw.

I saw that gleam in your eye.

I told you, we're just partners.

No, that's not what I meant.

Max, I know you better
than anybody, right?

So I know, I know that look that you get

when you pull off a con.

I know how much you love the rush.

I saw that look when you were
working the case with Ellis

and I think this is where
you're getting your rush now.

It's okay.

It's nice.

However, it is my
last night in town, so.

Round two.

Okay, how about we go
back to my apartment

and give Hurricane Maddy a rest tonight?

All right, you win.

I will try to behave.

Thank you.

Maddy!

What?

I said I would try.

You took the dog again?

What am I made of stone? Look at her.

Oh, baby.

I think this is the beginning
of a beautiful friendship.

Do you want a piece of bacon?

Ooh.

Oh.

Meh.

But you, on the other hand.

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