(birds chirping)
Eat. I have to get you to school.
-I have a meeting in the city. -I don't like waffles anymore.
You just had them yesterday.
And the day before, and the day before that.
Maybe that's why.
-(scoffs) -MARIUS: You ready?
Uh, uh, y-- no, I'm not rea--
I'm not dressed, Jacob's not dressed.
If I don't get Ellen to school on time,
her teacher's gonna put me in detention.
-You, eat. You, watch her. -(stammering)
No, I don't really know-- With kids, I'm...
I'm not good with kids.
You want us to get to the city on time?
Make that waffle disappear.
How you doing?
Good.
(stammers)
You, uh... know any card tricks?
(snoring softly)
♪ ♪
Where's Jacob's waffle?
Uh, she ate it.
-You ate both waffles? -Yeah.
He bet me I couldn't find the queen.
-You-you taught my kid... -They're life skills.
Don't teach them these things.
I almost had him on the last round.
(knocking at door)
-I'll get it. -No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
You get your shoes on, I'll get it.
-Do it again. -Ace...
-(door opens) -Ace... Red Queen.
Keep your eye on the Red Queen.
Are you kidding me?
-(door shuts) -How'd you do that?
-Well... -Shoes.
(car engine turns over outside)
Why is someone delivering a package to you at my house?
(phone beeps)
It's Sy, he wants to know if Hickey's on board.
How does he know we saw Hickey? How does-how does he
-know where I live? -It's Sy.
-It's what he does. -(exhales)
Text back, "Hickey wants $75 grand upfront."
(phone beeping)
-(message whooshes) -Shoes!
(phone chimes)
He says... the money's our problem.
-It's fine. -How is that fine?
-We need $75,000. -We'll get it from Kilbane.
What if Kilbane won't give it to us?
What if-what if he thinks you're trying to con him
-and run off with the money? -You're gonna tell him I'm not.
If this get screwed up...
You're not gonna go to jail.
-Okay? -(exhales sharply)
See, it's-it's when you say things like that...
that I worry.
(sighs)
("Harder Out Here" by The Bright Light Social Hour playing)
♪ It's gettin' harder out here ♪
♪ I keep tryin' to just make my way ♪
♪ It's not lyin' ♪
♪ I'm only tryin' ♪
♪ Just trust in me ♪
♪ Trust in me ♪
♪ Just trust in me ♪
♪ Trust in me ♪
♪ Just trust in me. ♪
-(car horn honks) -MAN: Okay.
F... fuck it.
-(mutters) -No, no, no, no...
-What the hell? -(car horn honking)
Christ, are we in that much of a hurry?
Hey, have a, have a good day at school, all right?
-(phone ringing) -Thanks, Pete.
-Yeah. -(phone unlocks)
-(car horn honking) -Hey, Carly, hang on.
-Sorry, I'll just be a sec. -Is Carly okay?
-Just... -WOMAN: Come on!
CARLY (on phone): Don't freak out, okay?
That sounds ominous.
Mom's alive.
I-I think.
Grandpa Tex sold her car and I'm holding
a bill of sale with her signature on it.
So there, so there's, like, there's evidence.
Wh-What?
She's alive.
(children yelling)
(phone chimes, buzzes)
LIZZIE (on recording): So guess where I am.
Outside your fake family's bail bond shop.
They're gonna wish their grandson
never came back.
Grandma agreed to stay,
but she thinks that Tex is making the whole thing up, so...
Well, it is, well, you know, uh...
You can say it. It... it's crazy.
It's insane.
Okay.
Can you come to California?
Oh, God.
Carly, I-I...
CARLY: I could really use the help with Grandma.
You know, I would, I mean, I really want to,
I ju-- Motherfucker!
-What is it? -Uh... Nothing.
Nothing, nothing, I just, um, have all this stuff
and there's, like, the case and the, the kids and...
It's our mom.
I'm sorry. I know, I know.
No.
No, it's fine, Mom-Mom's back from the dead
and nobody gives a shit but me, it's fine.
Carly-- (scoffs)
-(phone clicks off) -(sighs)
(car approaching)
You Julia Bowman?
Yeah.
Guy called, said you needed a ride.
(groans softly)
(school bell rings)
(children yelling)
Hey, Grandpa.
Hey. I didn't know you were in town.
Yeah, it's just, uh,
-a-a work thing. -Uh-huh.
That insurance thing?
Uh, yeah, that's right.
Hey, uh, did-did anybody, uh, come by this morning?
-A-Any walk-ins? -Oh, no, no.
-It's been real quiet. -Oh, good.
All right. I mean, not good, but you know.
-(Otto chuckles) -Yeah. How you doing?
I am making a fresh start.
I'm cleaning up.
Good, yeah, I can see you made a lot of progress.
Uh-huh, yep.
Well... you are such a wiseass.
All right, I'll, uh, I'll see you.
-OTTO: Hey. -Huh?
Are you all right?
-I'm good, yeah. -You're all right?
-Yeah, no, I'm good. Yeah. -Huh.
Because i-it looks like you're being pulled
-three different ways at once. -No, I'm being pulled
in two different directions at once.
-It's-- I'm fine. -Get over here.
-It's good to see you. -Get over here.
-You knucklehead. Give me a hug. -Glad to see the business
is back on its feet.
Gee whillikers.
Well, on its knees, anyway.
What are we doing? What the fuck is this?
You seem a little worried about your fake family
when you should be worried about delivering on your promises
to Vignetti and Kilbane.
I'm doing everything I said I'd do,
exactly the way I said I'd do it.
Then why do I get a feeling I need an insurance policy?
Because you're fucking crazy; this is fucking crazy.
-Doesn't mean I'm wrong. -Hurting these people is not
-gonna get you what you want. -Why?
Because you care about them?
-Or because you don't? -No.
Because I don't want you screwing up the con
that I'm doing which is paying for the con that we're doing.
See, the Marius Josipovic I called,
he had rules about "people."
He believed that people were to be
used and discarded.
He would have looked at the picture I sent and laughed.
Okay, are we, are we doing the con or were we fucking around?
I want my Marius.
Well, then you have to trust me; do you trust me?
-Just as much as you trust me. -I'm glad we have
-an understanding. -Okay.
Oh, my God, you're so beautiful.
Okay.
Walter. How's my favorite crooked lawyer?
No, I don't need you to get me out of anything,
in fact, I need you to get me back into something.
Just a little sin I left behind.
I had them run the VIN number on the bill of sale.
The title was signed over to a woman
in Santa Barbara six years ago.
We'll go there next.
Well, what about the address on the registration
o-or my mom's driver's license?
The address was Tex's address and the license on record
was your mother's Connecticut license from
right before she died.
But her license was listed in the sale?
Yes, but it doesn't prove anything.
I mean, it proves a woman bought a car from my mom.
It proves a woman bought a car.
Now, we're gonna go to Santa Barbara,
we're gonna talk to the woman.
Her name is Francesca Newmar.
And we're going to be professional.
We're gonna ask questions without any emotion.
How can I not be emotional?
-(stammers) This is emotional. -Yes.
That's why I'm here.
What do you really think?
I'm trying not to.
Not until we get some facts that we can trust.
(exhales)
(shudders)
(liquid pouring)
Julia?
I am so sorry.
(stammers) Bagwell and the pay stubs,
I don't want to bore you with the details, but-- (stammers)
I panicked and I-I, and I just-- I took off.
I shouldn't have done that, I, uh...
H-Here's your keys, I'll never do that again.
Did you get the-the, the taxi?
You talk to Carly?
Carly...
Carly, Carly.
Yeah, I talked to Carly.
Carly...
Carly... Carly took off on a plane
to California...
to track down Audrey's father because she says
he saw our dead mother.
His name is Tex
and he says he sold a car to my mother eight years ago.
Four years after we cremated her body and scattered her ashes.
So now, Audrey is out there with Carly trying to find my mother
and Carly wants me to come out there too, because Audrey
doesn't actually that believe my mother is alive, but I can't go
because I have to babysit you if I don't want to go
to prison and have my children hate me.
-What? Shut up. It's just-- -I didn't say anything.
-It's-it's not your problem. -Okay, give it to me.
-Give it to me. -Yeah, after I'm done.
-You don't want that. Come on. -No, you're right, you know what?
I don't actually want this, I want about eight lines
of cocaine, but I don't do that anymore because
-I have responsibilities. -That was a lot of information.
Okay, what-what... what can I do?
You can convince a billionaire
to give us $75,000
so that we can finish this thing with Sy fucking Rubinek
and you can ride off into the sunset.
Do you think she's alive?
How the hell am I supposed to know?
We have our meeting with Kilbane.
(phone ringing)
Bernhardt Bail Bonds.
No. No, no, you-- no, you dialed...
No, ma'am, you dialed 4-7-2-5. 2-5.
Yeah, no, we get that a lot.
Uh, I know. I know, Miss. I know.
They make nice moo shu. All right, okay.
-(sighs) -LORRAINE: Hey, Otto.
Lorraine.
(chuckles): Hey.
-Is everything okay? -Yeah.
Better than it's been in a long time.
I, um, got Natalie checked into rehab this morning.
That's great.
I know it was awkward for you,
and I-I wanted to put a nice end on things
and say thank you. (chuckles)
(laughs) That's...
-that's, uh... -Lorraine.
-Hey. Everything okay? -Yeah.
-She made me a quiche. -Yeah, I had time
after dropping off Natalie.
She went to rehab? That's great.
-How's your hand? -Um, it's better.
Well, you should get Otto to give you a piece of that quiche.
-Yeah, if he's a good boy. -(Lorraine chuckles)
Uh, hi.
E-Excuse me. We're looking for, um,
-Francesca Newmar. -That's me. Why?
Well, did you purchase a 1996 Buick LeSabre
several years ago?
I'm not answering any questions until you tell me who you are.
Well, we're actually looking for information
on the previous owner.
Lila?
Uh, uh, Lila Bowman.
Her-her family hired me to locate her.
Are you in touch with her?
You're Audrey.
Her mother?
-You have her eyes. -And I'm her daughter.
-Daughter? -AUDREY: Do you know where she is?
-How we can find her? -I want to help,
but I haven't seen her in years.
Is she in some sort of trouble?
We hope not.
Lila sold me the LeSabre,
but the engine block split 18 months after I bought it.
Well, how-how well did you know Lila?
FRANCESCA: At the time?
We were friends.
She slept on my sofa, like, every other weekend.
And how long ago was that?
2012?
She moved not long after she sold me the car.
Have you seen her since?
Briefly, a couple of years ago.
A friend of mine told me that she was in town,
she was dating some guy from the polo club.
Not my crowd. Not hers either,
or so I thought.
She really never said anything about me?
O-Or my sister or brother? Uh, Julia and Taylor?
We didn't talk about our past.
-I got an idea. -No.
No, no, no. If-if you could go to California,
-would that help things? -I can't.
But if you could?
Would-would you want to go?
Of course I would, but I can't.
MARIUS: Okay, well, maybe we can. I mean...
Stay out of my family's business!
You're so angry.
Hi. We have a meeting with Mr. Kilbane.
Stop it.
I just think you need to be there for Carly.
(sighs) You don't get to think about Carly.
You can think about anything else, puppies, clouds,
I don't give a shit. I have kids...
-Who have a father. -...and a court case,
and you to watch out for while we try to catch Sy Rubinek,
and Sy Rubinek is here, not California.
-Okay, we're going to California. -We're not going to California.
-We're going to California. -You say California one more time...
-You can stay here, I'll go to California. -...I will rip your throat out.
How's the quiche?
If you want a piece, just ask.
I just want to know how it was.
Uh-huh.
The best.
You don't, you don't have to hang around here all day.
I got to go to the station anyway.
-Got to give a statement. -What about?
The reason-- ah. The reason I'm on vacation.
I thought you were on vacation 'cause of your face.
How did you bust up your face?
It's not important. It's not worth getting into.
Hi, I need to talk to someone about getting a bail bond.
Well, that's what we do here.
May I ask who the bond is for?
It's for me.
Huh.
I'm going to turn myself in
and my lawyer said that if I prearrange my bond,
I won't need to spend the night in jail.
OTTO: Uh...
C-Come on back and-and sit down. Would you like some coffee?
-Taylor, get the lady some coffee. -Yes. Thank you so much.
It's, um...
it's all been very, uh...
Uh, all right.
First things first. What's your name?
Mary Elizabeth DeLaurentis.
And, um, what size bond are we talking about?
$250,000.
OTTO: Whoa.
(chuckles) What'd you do, rob a bank?
No, it was small, actually.
I was working with a family and I stole a piece of jewelry.
Doesn't sound like a $250,000 crime.
It was six years ago.
I was younger and dumber,
and bail was set for 2,000, but I ran.
-Uh-oh. -I was in a really dark place.
I was fighting with my parents, and of course,
all they wanted was the best for me.
You know, girls and their mothers.
Oh, yeah.
Yeah, I-I get that.
LIZZIE: I want to straighten my life out.
I want them to know that whatever happened,
they can be proud of me now.
I-I have collateral. It's...
this thing.
Oh...
"Vincenzo, with love,
-Margaritte." -My uncle.
It was a gift from his third wife.
Um, would you, would you mind
-letting us, um... -Oh, yeah, of course.
-Just... -Of course.
-Huh. -Her story checks out.
Mary Elizabeth DeLaurentis
jumped bail six years ago.
Do we really need business this bad?
I don't see anybody knocking down our doors,
and our end on this would be 25 grand.
Yeah, but 250,000... I mean, that's a lot to put up
-for a known flight risk. -If it's too much money,
-I, um... -No, no, it's-it's not the amount.
We should call Grandma.
I don't need to call your grandmother.
Would you be willing to wear an ankle monitor?
Yeah.
MAN: Yeah, bring it up.
CARLY: So who do we talk to?
Manager?
Look to see if there's a guest register,
someplace she might've had to sign in.
Hey, Grandma. That guy.
I met him with Tex at the wind farm.
-Are you sure? -Yeah.
Stay here.
Wait, no, I'm gonna come with you.
He knows who you are.
I need to talk to him before he figures out
-we're connected to Tex. -(scoffs)
I'll wave you in if there's an opening.
Take the corkscrew at Laguna Seca.
It's just a hell of a lot more fun in a 911.
Sorry to interrupt.
I think you might have some information I'm looking for.
Oh, boy. (laughs) Has there ever been a happy conversation
-that started with those words? -(man laughs)
Do you know a woman named Lila Bowman?
What's this about?
I'm looking for her.
Sure.
-How do you know Lila? -Met her at a party.
Haven't seen her in a couple of years.
-But you dated? -Why?
She have a jealous husband I don't know about?
No.
Come with me.
12 years ago, a woman named Lila Bowman died in a car crash
in Bridgeport, Connecticut, or so her family thought.
But more recently, there's evidence
that she might've come out here instead.
Ah, that doesn't sound like Lila.
I mean, she was from back east.
POLO PLAYER: Yeah, good one.
Do you have any way to get in touch with her?
E-mail? Phone number?
No. She moved up to Pismo.
I kind of lost track.
-That girl over there, she with you? -You know her?
Okay, I'm gonna ask you again, what's this about?
That's Lila's daughter.
She says she met you.
Yeah, the other day, with Tex.
I'm an investor in his wind farm. Uh...
I had no idea Lila had a daughter.
Two daughters and a son.
Jesus. And they all think she's dead?
Tex never said anything about her past?
No. And Lila never mentioned she had kids.
She really ran out on her children?
Do you know anyone who might be able to get in touch with her?
I wish I did.
I would love to help.
I will... I'll gladly take your cell phone number.
Chuck Johnson.
This is my private cell.
Any time.
Hey. Why didn't you let me talk to him?
We got all the information we need.
Was Francesca right?
Uh, was he who she was talking about? What-what'd he say?
It doesn't matter. He's connected to Tex.
But Francesca wasn't.
We don't know that. I mean, that guy, Chuck,
he says they dated, but he doesn't have
her-her phone number or e-mail.
I mean, who randomly changes their cell phone number?
I mean, so she changed it for a reason.
Well, it's just too convenient, when it involves Tex.
Why are you purposely trying not to believe people?
This is happening.
My mother is alive. Your daughter is alive.
I mean, come on, we're going.
Back to Bakersfield,
to talk to the liar-in-chief.
Okay, so...
...what's the timetable on Rubinek? Ballpark?
Well, it, uh, uh, it depends on him.
Uh, if we seem too eager, then he's gonna spook.
If-if he-- if we're not eager enough, then he'll walk.
So how do we project the right kind of eager?
We just have to play along with his demands,
in a way that seems reluctant.
What demands?
Well, we went to Vermont to get the forger, Hickey,
and this morning, he said he wants to show us
the real painting... in California.
(chair thuds)
(Kilbane sniffles)
This doesn't smell right.
How soon does he want us in California?
MARIUS: The next 24 hours.
KILBANE: If we fly out there on an hour's notice,
won't we look the wrong kind of eager?
Right, but if we don't...
-He could walk. -Well, i-it's really up to you guys.
W-We could get out there, we could be sitting around
for a couple of days or maybe even a week.
I don't like it. But the demand's not
completely out of character.
KILBANE: He probably thinks the switch
-will put us off balance. -Well, whatever he does,
we'll be ready for him.
What's your take on this?
(laughs): I...
I, I-I think it's sudden and reckless
and, uh, I don't think we should give in so easily.
It's really just a question of what have you got to lose?
What if we ask for something in return?
Yeah. Yeah.
Tell Sy we'll go to California,
but if we do, he has to be at the authentication himself.
I'll talk to him, I'll see what he says.
But you make it a demand.
I want to look him in the eye.
VIGNETTI: Yeah. He wants us on the back foot,
we want him on the back foot.
And this way, we don't look too eager.
Perfect. Charisse, call the airport,
-tell them to fuel up the jet. -CHARISSE: Yes, sir.
KILBANE: Come on. Let's go to California.
(door opens)
(indistinct chatter)
All right, I'll meet you guys on the plane.
I got to jump on a video chat with China.
The whole country? That's impressive.
No, just the part that makes me money.
-Real future in comedy. -JULIA: What the hell are you doing?
-I'm getting on the plane. -We are not going to California.
You're gonna tell them Sy Rubinek has changed his mind.
I think that would be a little suspicious.
Why are you trying to destroy my life?
It's gonna destroy your life if you don't get on the plane.
We can't do this. How can we do this?
You were supposed to ask for $75,000 for Hickey,
not tell them Sy's in California.
I'm gonna get the money for Hickey, and in the meantime,
you're gonna be able to see Carly and Audrey.
I-I don't want to see Carly and Audrey.
I mean, I want to see them, but my-my freedom
depends on you catching Sy Rubinek, and Sy Rubinek
never once said anything about California.
He didn't not say anything about California.
-I am not getting on that plane. -Get on the plane.
-No... -Julia, get the--
Julia, this is all gonna be fine.
-It's all gonna work out. -How? How? How?
-How will it work out? What? -Julia.
-Julia. Julia. -What? Marius.
(whispers): There is no Sy Rubinek.
There's no Sy Rubinek.
You?
You, you...
You, you, you...
(Marius laughs quietly)
How? How? How?
I preload the texts in here, they come out here.
Oh, Jesus Christ. How did I fall for that...
You just weren't looking out for it.
You're a fucking monster.
If you tell Kilbane and Vignetti,
there will be no Sy Rubinek,
and then they won't be able to catch Sy Rubinek,
and then you'll go to prison, so get on the fucking plane,
we'll talk about it later.
You should call somebody about Ellen and Jacob.
I don't need you to remind me about my kids.
CLERK: Got yourself a real big fish.
-That's how I like them. -(chuckles)
Good to see you back in business.
-Your client will be out in a minute. -Thank you.
Yeah. Hi.
Hi. How you doing?
JULIA (over phone): Okay.
Um, can you pick up the kids from school
and take them to Lance's? He's expecting them.
Yeah, sure.
Uh, is... is everything okay?
I am headed to Los Angeles.
Ooh, yi, yi. What for? Wh-why?
That insurance job, the one with Pete. Super last minute.
Is this okay with your court case?
Yeah. The guy I'm working for took care of it.
Carly called me. She told me she's in Bakersfield.
With Audrey, I mean, that-that whole story, it...
it's crazy, right?
I mean... what do you think?
Well, I think Carly's 17.
JULIA: Maybe I can get up to see them while I'm out there.
Mm-hmm. I'm sure they'd appreciate that.
I don't know about Audrey.
Oh, come on, come on. She loves you.
And when you see her, tell her the business is doing fine.
JULIA: That's great.
OTTO: Yeah. Okay, fly safe.
-Who was that? -It was my granddaughter.
She and my grandson are going out to L.A. for work.
L.A.? Hmm.
-What kind of work? -Insurance.
I can't tell you what it means to me
that you're trusting me like you are.
I'm a pretty good judge of people.
LOCKLEY: You still look like dog meat.
You're pretty as ever.
Where's your rep?
I didn't know I needed one.
Your buddy Naz is looking to file kidnapping charges.
Claims you broke into his house and snatched his fiancée.
(chuckles) Natalie?
That's the stupidest shit I've ever heard.
Well, he's a scumbag looking to avoid eight to ten
on felony possession with intent.
But Phillips and Otimendi
have to go through the motions anyway.
I got nothing to hide.
(door opens)
Just because you're an idiot, don't be a moron.
Ask for a rep.
In the box, Taylor.
-You okay? -Yeah. You should've told me about Naz.
-Taylor. -In a minute.
-Had nothing to do with you. -(laughs softly)
You wouldn't have lost your badge,
you wouldn't have been there in the first place.
Taylor, stop tampering with my witness.
-You used to be a cop. -I am still a cop.
-Just on vacation. -(chuckles)
(scoffs) Don't worry, I'm fine.
Go home.
Dotti! That dry cleaner's
got to get the stain out of these pants.
Oh, hey, uh, well, how was the outing?
Tell me about Chuck and Lila.
Uh, Chuck's, uh, one of my investors in the wind farm.
You know-- Carly met him.
So, Chuck says they dated.
And if they dated, why didn't you tell me?
(laughs) Chuck and Lila never dated.
They-- they might've gone to dinner.
And you didn't think that was worth mentioning?
It... it wasn't like they were going steady.
(chuckles)
And Francesca?
W-Who's Francesca?
Uh, she's Mom's friend from Santa Barbara.
Mom sold her the car.
Right before the engine block split,
so it definitely sounds like one of yours.
I have never knowingly sold a car with a defect.
Now if you're done damning me,
I'm going to go put on my trousers,
which still have a goddamn stain in them!
What's your endgame?
Same as you. Find Lila.
I don't think there is a Lila.
So we're back to that. I'm inventing things.
Chuck told Grandma that Mom moved north to Pismo.
Mm, it's possible, Pismo's a nice town.
Now, if you're asking me if I knew it, I did not.
Watch him, Carly. He lies as easy as he breathes.
TEX: Oh, stop it.
Not every word out of my mouth
is designed to hurt you.
Good God, I throw up my hands.
I am trying for forgiveness, and you are a block of ice.
What if he's not actually lying?
Sorry.
Grandma's just... I don't know,
um, stubborn. (chuckles)
She's got every right. Things I've done.
-She told me. -She did?
Well, then, you don't need to play peacemaker.
I'm the one that broke faith.
Why did you what you did?
I married a beautiful, wealthy woman
from a good family,
and then I fell in love with another woman.
I couldn't let the first woman go
without destroying everything I'd built,
and I didn't want the second to have a... a lesser life.
So I went and married her, too.
Now, there it is.
You remember when you said your mom went up to Pismo Beach?
Something clicked.
-My mom left this here? -Two years ago.
I-I didn't think anything of it, but now?
I-It's a clue.
I promise you, Carly,
I'm gonna help you and Audrey find your mom.
And when we do, you're gonna be the happiest person
in the whole goddamn world.
(laughs): Oh!
I will, I will, I will.
VIGNETTI: You have beautiful hands.
Show me how you deal seconds.
Why, is there a card game you want to cheat in?
I'm a student of the con,
-not a practitioner. -Why not?
To begin with, I have a soul.
But I also have these shovel hands.
Even if I wanted to do something, it's useless.
MARIUS: Well, a con is in the mind,
-not in the hands. -There's still
the aforementioned soul.
But I'm interested in card mechanics,
like Erdnase or Vernon and Miller.
For instance, they all frame up in different ways.
I don't know those people.
I've also researched your brother.
Some people think he's a better technician than you.
You want to see seconds?
Lovely push-off.
Lovely rhythm.
But you know what really interests me?
Sy Rubinek.
How did you get to meet him?
Well, I didn't, at first.
Um, I-I got brought in by a friend to pack a crowd
for a party con, and then, a couple months later,
I did a seizure victim for him at a Las Vegas casino.
And what was the play?
I have no idea. 80% of the time,
I never know who the mark is or what the angle is.
I only knew about the painting because I-I-I helped swap
the real one for the fake at the exchange.
And how did you do that?
It doesn't matter. He never does it
the same way twice.
Sorry. Do you mind if I just...
Please.
Okay.
-You don't like him, either? -(chuckles)
Whenever I feel like a terrible person,
I look over and remind myself there's somebody worse.
He's a means to an end.
And for an end like this, you pay whatever it takes.
How much are you paying?
Well, Sy Rubinek took four million off me.
I've spent five tracking him,
and I'll spend another ten making sure he goes down.
If you want, you can just give me ten million,
I'll pretend I'm Sy Rubinek.
(chuckles)
No, I'm afraid it's gonna have to be the real Rubinek,
and he's gonna have to go to prison,
and those paintings are gonna have to go back to the Gardner.
Not that I need any credit for any of this, you know.
I view it as an act of philanthropy.
I'm sure you'll get some anyway.
Well, if I do, I do.
You know, I had a ritual.
Every night, I'd go down to my cellar,
pour a glass of wine, open up this special cabinet,
and inside was a Rembrandt.
The Storm on the Sea of Galilee.
The only seascape he ever painted.
This dark tempest rising.
(laughs)
I loved it with my full and open heart.
It's an insane thing to say about a painting, I know,
but it meant more to me than any amount of money.
You understand that?
No, but I barely have enough money for groceries.
Eight years I communed with that painting,
and then last year, I'm in Dubai,
and the son of some oil baron took me into his study.
Says I have to see something really special.
And there, hanging on his wall,
is The Storm on the Sea of Galilee.
My Storm on the Sea of Galilee.
Another fake?
Sold to him by Sy Rubinek using the same con.
(laughing): I mean...
(sighs) I didn't tell him about my Rembrandt.
I didn't-- I didn't tell anyone.
Until my rage drove me to Vignetti.
Finding out a painting that you love is a forgery is like...
it's like finding out that a lover has betrayed you.
I mean, there they are, they're dressed in the same clothes,
in the same frame,
but you can never look at them the same way again.
You didn't have to wait.
Are they gonna fire you?
Think they kind of want me to quit first.
I'm so sorry.
You didn't make me lose my badge, or my temper.
I got you involved.
You were trying to save Natalie.
-You saved Natalie. -No, that was you.
I was just, I was in the vicinity.
With how shitty my life is right now,
knowing that Natalie is in rehab
is one of the few good things.
-Still, I feel terrible. -So bake me a quiche.
(laughs)
I'm not sure that was such a good idea. I...
I just... I didn't want Otto to feel jealous.
Well, from how he was eating it, I-I'd say it did the job.
You really love him, don't you?
I do.
You're a good person, and I've been...
On my mind.
I was gonna say not good.
I don't know what I'm doing.
I should go.
Yeah.
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KILBANE: All right, let me know as soon
as Rubinek makes contact. I'll be at the house.
Sure we can't stay at your place?
(scoffs)
KILBANE: Go.
Settle in, we'll reconvene at 9:00 in the morning.
Okay.
-Hey, can we do 10:00? -No.
So are you anybody else that I should know about?
Okay, not in the hallway.
-Okay, well... -Wait, can I talk to you for a second?
(sighs) Your-- Why do we have to...
I shouldn't even be here. I'm out on fucking bail.
What am I supposed to do now? What do I, what do I do now?
Julia. Julia. You can help me with Kilbane and Vignetti.
-That's what you can do. -It's all about you.
Come on, if this was all about me, we-we--
I would've kept this in New York. I-I--
But I brought you here 'cause I was trying to be nice.
That's not being nice, that's being a sociopath.
How are you Sy Rubinek?
I was a kid. Nobody would take me seriously,
so I started using a cutout.
But Kilbane said he saw Sy Rubinek.
No, I hired an actor from the Westport Dinner Theater.
-He was a schlub, it was funny. -And all that money you made?
Eight years ago, 75% of that went to overhead.
Julia, Julia.
You heard what Kilbane said. He'll do anything to catch Sy.
All we have to do is convince him
to put up $4 million as bait, which we've already almost done,
and then, and then at the exchange,
when they're expecting to catch Sy,
we swap the paintings, we grab the money,
Sy disappears, and they'll never even know we conned them.
Julia, do you know what your take
from this kind of thing would be?
Upwards of a million dollars. A million dollars.
You could get a really good lawyer for a million dollars.
You're gonna screw me over, right at the end.
I'll trust you, you'll run out, and I'll be left with nothing.
I don't know what your other options are.
This is your way out. All you have to do is play dumb
and vouch for Sy getting away with the money.
Nothing sticks to you, you're clean.
Hey, I'm gonna buy us a couple of days
so we-we can go out to Bakersfield and see your family.
I'll-I'll tell Vignetti that we have some errands.
-It'll be good. -Can't wait.
-Does it feel okay? -Yeah. What girl doesn't like
-a new piece of jewelry? -(laughs)
Well, if it starts to chafe, just, uh,
cut off a top of a sock and slip it under the strap.
So... what now?
You are free to go.
(laughs) You just have to, uh,
get back in time for-for your hearing.
I hope I've made the right choice. It-- Oh.
Are you gonna be all right?
Yeah, I just... I think I haven't eaten today, so I'm...
Hey. Hey, hey, hey.
I have half a quiche in back here.
No, you don't have to share.
No, no, no, no. I shouldn't be eating a whole quiche anyway.
You know, Pete was right. You really are a sweet man.
OTTO: You're friends with Pete?
How come you didn't say something?
I didn't want that to be the reason you helped me.
Besides, I'll see him soon enough.
OTTO: You've spoken with him?
No, but he's in L.A., right?
Well...
you-you, uh, you can't go to L.A.
No. Not with an ankle monitor.
You'd have the police hunt me down like a dog.
Ow.
What-what... Whoa, wait a minute!
What the hell do you think you're doing? Ah!
Tell Pete I am on my way.
-Get me off of here! -Oh.
Hey, what the hell do you think you're doing?
Thank you for the quiche.
That-- What the-- Goddamn it!
-Get the hell back here! -(door bells tinkle)
(front door opens)
CARLY: How far is Pismo?
TEX: We'll be there by 1:00.
(engine starts)
Thank you.
Hi. How you doing?
I'm wearing the same underwear I had on in New York.
You should've had the concierge send you down a three pack.
I'm not having a stranger pick out my underwear.
Hey, if you're gonna stay in a fancy hotel,
you got to learn to enjoy the perks.
I had my whole outfit dry-cleaned. It's amazing.
I-I'll drive. I'll drive. Thank you, buddy.
VALET: Thank you, sir.
Find a Target on the way to Bakersfield.
We still have to make a quick pit stop in Santa Monica.
It's not a big deal.
We're just gonna go visit a marriage counselor.
JULIA: Tell me what I'm doing here.
It'll be painless. 55 minutes tops.
Nothing with you is painless.
Mr. and Mrs. Murphy?
-Hi. -How are you?
-Please. Come in. -Thanks.
I'll be right there.
Is that... real?
THERAPIST: Okay.
So I am Dr. Camille Hickey.
H-Hickey?
We spoke on the phone. Yeah, hey.
Welcome. Have a seat.
Yeah.
THERAPIST: Okay, so,
are we ready to begin?
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♪ You know I'll find someone who can ♪
♪ Everything apart from me, belongs to someone else ♪
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♪ If I could find someone who can ♪
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♪ With falling pieces ♪
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