I don't think you got it.
You're gonna have to pay to find out.
I should've taken you for a shark when I sat down with you.
Eight hours ago at the casino.
Thanks for the watch by the way. Fancy.
Maybe you're just pretending to lose because you like to get naked.
You want to make this interesting?
Isn't it interesting already?
I'll call and I'll raise you this ring
that Keith Richards gave me personally.
I don't want the ring.
You're not getting my shorts.
Based on the way things are going,
I'd say I got a pretty good shot
at getting you completely naked.
We both know what I'm putting up.
Call it.
Hey. AL: Hey.
Thomas Warner, the architect. You got 10 million bucks laying around,
he'll design your home for you.
And he was getting some award last night.
Told his wife he forgot something at the office.
Might have to work all night.
(INDISTINCT RADIO CONVERSATIONS)
Cause of death looks to be blunt-force trauma to the head.
(CAMERA CLICKS)
No sign of a struggle, huh?
No defensive wounds.
They're bagging his hands to test his fingernails for DNA,
but so far, looks like he was taken by surprise.
Or killed by someone who knew him.
So, what do we know about Warner?
Well, the guy didn't become the most
successful architect since Frank Gehry
without pissing off a few people.
And came from humble beginnings.
Started his business in '86.
Got his big break with the Renstein house over in Oyster Bay.
I took a tour of that house. It's amazing.
It has walls that open into rooms and secret passages.
Then there's the womanizing.
What about women?
Look who's decided to join the party.
No, I'm saying they can be potential suspects.
Well, there's nobody so far,
but things got so bad between Warner and his wife,
they had to separate a few months back.
(BEEPS)
We're talking lawyers, private detectives. Got real nasty.
Then all of a sudden they're back together. (SNAP FINGERS)
Supposedly he swore off cheating.
Old habits die hard. I called his lawyer.
I haven't heard back. Warner has no kids.
His favorite charity is himself. My guess, she gets it all.
Was it unusual for your husband to stay late at the office?
Why don't you ask me your real question?
Was my husband still cheating on me?
We're not here to judge what went on in your marriage. Okay?
We just want to know where you were last night.
Our driver brought me home after Tom went back to the office.
I had a glass of sherry, took a sleeping pill and went to sleep.
Anyone else there to confirm that?
No, but I put the alarm system on, didn't
deactivate it till the maid arrived at 7:00.
Did you notice anything unusual
about your husband in the past few days?
Anything at all?
Well, I can't speak to the last few days
since he was at a conference in Boston.
Looks like he was taken by surprise.
Thank you. We're sorry for your loss.
Please find who did this to Tommy.
We'll do our best.
So, what is it?
The travel case in his office, the luggage tag
was brand new. Return date, yesterday.
Guessing it wasn't from Boston.
SJU, San Juan, Puerto Rico.
Maybe his cheating days weren't behind him after all.
AL: To test his fingernails with DNA, but so far...
His assistant. She had tan lines, like a sunburn.
What if she was in Puerto Rico with him?
I didn't kill Tom. He was my boss.
And who historically couldn't keep it in his pants, right? And you!
You went to Puerto Rico with him.
We were there on business.
Then why would Warner lie to his wife about where he was going
and who he was going with?
The reason the trip was a secret is because
of a project Tom was bidding on.
We all had to sign nondisclosure agreements. You can check.
You still could have killed him.
I mean you were sleeping with him, right?
No. Tom was a mentor. And he and Holly were doing okay,
but there is someone who maybe you should talk to. Someone who hated Tom.
Who?
My ex-boyfriend. Zack Follet.
We only dated for a couple of months.
He was really possessive. Jealous.
Did Zack ever do anything about his suspicions of you and Warner?
He followed me. I got a restraining order, but that didn't stop Zack.
One time he put a dead fish on Tom's car.
Zack works at the Brooklyn Navy Yard Fish Market.
He ever confront Warner directly?
One time Tom and I were in a business dinner
and Zack came by and he told Tom...
He said he was going to kill him.
DENNY: Oh, this place stinks.
I love the smell of fish. What?
I spent a summer in Alaska working at a cannery.
Oh, look at you, a regular Bear Grylls over here.
Who? C'mon, Bear Grylls. TV guy.
Rugged mountain man. Goes up into the mountains
with nothing but, like, the clothes on his back
and some twine and stuff.
Hey, here's our guy. Zack Follet?
NYPD. Just wanna ask you a couple questions.
(GRUNTS) Oh, damn it!
(TIRES SQUEALING)
Come on!
(RATTLES)
No, no, no, no!
Don't move. You son of a bitch!
You got fish guts on my new tie!
Hey, don't worry about it. It's an improvement, Boss.
Cuff him. You're under arrest on suspicion of murder.
What? Let's go.
AL: Last night, Thomas Warner. Where were you?
Look, I got an alibi. I was 80 miles
off the coast of New York on the Alba Varden.
Check with my captain. (CHUCKLES)
I can't help it. I'm in love. Have you ever been in love?
That's a complicated story I'm not telling you.
Them late nights at the office he had with Julie. The trips...
Were none of your business.
Unless they were. He's a stalker.
He must have followed Julie
before she and Warner left town. What'd you see?
Actually three nights ago, I saw Warner
coming out of the office with another guy.
They were pissed. Yelling. And I had the windows up.
I couldn't hear what they were saying, but they walked right by me.
They start shoving. Took a couple of swings.
Can you tell us anything else about this other guy?
Yeah. He's, he's that guy.
Great! That narrows it down to every guy.
Real estate guy. The one with all the hotels. Dating chicks half his age.
Dewar Linden?
JAY: Meet Dewar Linden, Manhattan real estate gazillionaire.
Oh, my God. How many zeros are there in a gazillion?
Enough that we need to tread lightly.
So, what do we have, other than a slugfest
between a couple of rich white guys?
Uh, our dead architect just dropped out of Linden's latest tower downtown.
And it looks like he bailed because of a disagreement
over an earlier project.
The Sicilian in Atlantic City.
Bro, this place opened, like, a month ago. I've been dying to go there.
You know, in my vast experience, most people who kill for money
are the ones who already have it.
Let's pay Mr. Linden a visit.
Hold on, boss. According to TSA,
he just left for Belgium this morning.
What? The day after Warner's murder? Isn't that interesting.
Let me see what I can do about getting Mr. Linden back.
DENNY: Hey, Carrie.
Hey, boys, what we got?
We got latex, Carrie. Latex.
CSU found traces of it on the doorknob
to Warner's office. All right? We just got the latest report.
Okay. So, the killer wore gloves.
Didn't wanna leave fingerprints.
Guess what else CSU found though.
CARRIE: What? Azelastine hydrochloride.
Active ingredient in nasal spray.
A killer with a cold. This is great, guys.
No. See, we looked into the azelastine thing, right?
It's also heavily used in...
Safecracking. (BANGS)
What? I was gonna say
the safecracking thing. What's the difference?
No, because, I mean, look...
All right, guys. The case! The case!
DENNY: Sorry. Right. Yeah.
So, the strange thing is, there is no safe in Warner's office.
DENNY: Right.
No defensive wounds.
Yes, there is. Warner was famous for maximizing space. Right?
Now, I saw a groove in one of the moldings in his office.
I'm gonna bet you that's a fake wall
and there's a safe right behind it.
I knew about the wall.
Something else you failed to mention.
I've never been inside.
Tom kept his personal things in here.
He gave me the combination, but he told me
only to use it in case of an emergency.
Well, I would say this qualifies.
So, what are we looking for in here?
I don't know.
But whatever it is, it's what got Warner killed.
The girl's unbelievable. She sees a crack
in the wall and presto, a hidden safe.
Warner kept a detailed inventory of everything.
So, whatever's missing,
the killer probably stole.
Okay. We'll have that figured out in no time.
Ah, it's gonna take longer than that. Warner was a hoarder.
There are over 5,000 items in there.
The evidence guy is cross-referencing the inventory list
against what was still in the safe. Right.
Speaking of Warner's safe.
This thing is a monster.
Best security money can buy.
Now I talked to my NSA guy. He says there
are only six safecracker guys out there
who would even have the stones to try to break into this bad boy
and only one of them was in New York.
This gem, Billy Ganz.
Did a three-year stretch up in Attica.
Just got out a few months ago.
He used to be head of security for Shane McCloud.
Vegas guy
who went to Atlantic City. Ran things there for a while
till Dewar Linden showed up.
There were files on lawsuits in the safe
between Dewar Linden and Shane McCloud.
But Warner's not part of any of 'em.
What's a lawsuit that has nothing to do with Warner doing in his safe?
Be sure to ask Linden when you speak to him.
He's on his way back from Belgium.
That's right. I'm on escort duty. I'll see you, guys.
What's up?
Dueling billionaires. Shane McCloud and Dewar Linden.
McCloud's having to shut down his biggest casino,
The Arabian Kingdom,
just as Linden opens his up right next door.
Oh, that would piss me off.
It can't be a coincidence.
Shane McCloud's former head of security, Billy Ganz,
is one of the only people who could have cracked Warner's safe.
Plus, Ganz is off the grid. He skipped parole.
All right. Well, let's look into Ganz's known associates.
(KEYBOARD TICKING)
You want to make this interesting?
Isn't it interesting already?
Holy shit. What?
You know something.
Just, let me run something down
and if it turns out to be real I'll clue you in.
Okay? Will you trust me?
Yeah, okay. Okay.
(DOOR OPENS)
(DOOR CLOSING)
You look better than you did three years ago.
You don't look so bad yourself.
I'm surprised to hear from you.
If you're looking for a rematch on the strip poker.
I'm ready. (LAUGHING)
Are you ready to lose again?
Oh, thank you, by the way, for letting me keep this little guy.
You couldn't have paid me to take it. Looks good on you though.
Thank you. Can I get you a drink?
I'm not supposed to drink on duty.
On duty?
You know, if this is our second date,
I think I should know what you do.
Let me guess. You're smart. Mmm-hmm.
And you are fashionable.
Oh.
You are a total control freak that gets everything she wants.
I'm gonna say that you are a doctor.
Doctor?
Very disappointed in you.
I'm a cop.
That's perfect. I got a stack of parking tickets you can fix for me.
That's below my pay grade. And why would I help a felon?
Congrats on making parole by the way.
So... (CLEARS THROAT)
What was a cop doing counting cards
in a casino the night I met you?
The same thing I was doing with you.
Having fun.
But I'm here on business right now.
There's a murder tied to Atlantic City.
An architect, Thomas Warner. You know him?
I think one of your guys is involved.
You could've handcuffed me and brought me in for questioning,
but I think you called me because you miss me.
I didn't kill him.
I'm a lover, not a fighter.
I'm gonna give you fair warning.
If you're involved in this...
I'm gonna catch you and I'm gonna take you down.
Okay, what do you we got on Ganz? Hey.
So, it looks like he's been bumming it
with his cousin in Atlantic City
which is very interesting since
the Fast Pass on his cousin's Lincoln
was recorded coming into Manhattan through the Holland Tunnel
an hour before the murder and back again an hour after.
All roads lead to Atlantic City.
Yeah, we're thinking casino guy McCloud sends his boy Ganz
to get something from Warner's safe.
Ganz gets his cousin Curtis to drive him in.
You know, Warner surprises him and Ganz takes him out.
Not bad, guys. Not bad.
Carrie. Remember how you complained that I never take you anywhere?
All right, well, of course, you remember.
(SIGHS)
I'm surprised this place is closing down.
Do you remember the last time we were in Atlantic City?
February 9, 2001. A full moon.
Ah! I remember you ditched me to play blackjack all night.
Yeah, and I came back to the hotel room $8,000 up.
Yes, I remember.
All that cash.
All that cash? That's what you remember?
So, about that thing. I went to see a guy,
um, who I thought might know something
about Warner's murder.
And did he? No.
I'm guessing you have a past with this guy.
Well, define "past".
Is it gonna get in the way of the case?
Have I ever let my romantic relationships
get in the way of our cases? Don't answer that.
(EXHALES)
Okay. We need to get to Shane McCloud,
and hopefully he points us to Billy Ganz.
Blackjack. Of course.
(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)
Hey. DEALER: How you doin'?
Whoo.
Money, please.
Split the eights.
Splitting eights.
Excuse me, Mrs. Applebee.
This is not Mrs...
Yes. Mrs. Applebee. Yes.
You know you're not allowed to gamble in this casino.
I was testing you. Well done.
All right, all right.
Have a good day.
(MUMBLES)
Care to explain, Mrs. Applebee?
I have a plan.
That's just one of my pseudonyms.
The burden of being a good gambler.
You mean card counter. Ahh.
And, yes, I see him.
Excuse me. Hmm.
Hotel security.
I'll see you and I'll raise you. NYPD, Major Crimes.
We wanna talk to McCloud.
Mr. McCloud's not here.
Really?
Follow me, please.
Mmm-hmm.
Ain't nothing going on in The Arabian Kingdom
I can't see from here, including you two.
Now, what interest do two New York
detectives have in Atlantic City?
We're investigating a murder.
Hey. Why don't you make yourself useful, huh?
Go get me some sushi. A couple of salmon rolls.
A certain New York architect?
You don't sound surprised.
It wasn't me. If Dewar Linden,
who stole this town from me, would've ended up dead...
Puts up that Sicilian mega casino
next to mine and buys me out for a couple bucks.
Do you know what he's putting up right where you're standing right now?
A water park.
Frank Sinatra sang here at The Arabian Kingdom. Richard Pryor.
Linden and I used to be good friends.
I haven't seen him in 20 years.
Here's to another 20.
Yeah, it hasn't been that long since
you've seen your security guard, Ganz.
Ganz is a nut job. I had to fire his ass.
If I have ex-cons hanging around here
I'd have the Gaming Commission up my ass.
Now if you're not gonna arrest me...
Maybe we'll see you again.
Meantime, if you need of a place to stay tonight, we have rooms available.
I've already arranged our accommodations at The Sicilian.
The Sicilian?
I think we're done here.
AL: Did you really have to bring so much?
Well, we're in Atlantic City.
You never know what you're gonna need.
Wow, you sprung for a suite!
C'mon, am I gonna get us a dump?
Well, December 13, 1994.
All right.
NEWSCASTER: Dewar Linden originally envisioned his masterpiece resort...
Would you check this you out? This guy's a total narcissist.
...to the top of the Himalayas...
He makes his guests watch his whole biography.
...thrilling rally racing.
You'll find The Sicilian offers
a riveting experience for everyone.
Why don't you make yourself useful, uh?
Get me some sushi. Couple of salmon rolls.
McCloud lied.
He said he hadn't talked to Dewar Linden in 20 years, right?
But I saw McCloud's money clip.
It said "Madrid to Marrakesh 2010".
So, they were at the same race. That doesn't mean...
It also said 152.
Car 152. They were in the same car, Al.
Why would two tycoons manufacture a feud?
ATTORNEY: My client, Mr. Linden, flew back from Europe.
Business class. First was sold out.
It sounds unspeakable. I'm so sorry,
but since you made the sacrifice,
maybe you can tell us why, according to a witness,
you and Thomas Warner were duking it out two days before he was murdered?
Wait. You're accusing me of murder?
When we leave here, which will be in about 30 seconds,
I'm filing a lawsuit against you, NYPD, and the city.
Your tenure here will be a short one. Really?
This kind of thing never happened on Eliot Delson's watch.
He knew how to play ball.
Oh, I know how to play ball.
I've played ball with the IRS,
who will be calling about your client's accounting practices.
You're threatening me?
I played ball with the Housing Authority,
who may wanna look in to how Mr. Linden
got the permits for his latest project.
I've played ball with the media. The media...
Relax. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
What do you want?
You and Shane McCloud created a fake feud.
Why? Why'd you do that? (CHUCKLES)
Shane and I are best friends.
Well, we didn't love each other at first,
but every lawsuit, every fight,
the more people started staying at our places.
Any PR is good PR.
Like professional wrestling, which I love,
but you won. Shane McCloud lost.
Atlantic City will be dead in two years.
Cuba's opening up.
Shane'll go there, and in a year I'll show up
in Havana and we'll start the dance again.
No harm. No foul.
Oh, except to the dead architect.
We checked out all the plans in Mr. Warner's office,
guess which one came up missing?
The ones to your Sicilian.
Taken by your best friend's former head of security.
My guess, McCloud and Ganz killed Warner for the plans
and now they're planning on taking down your casino.
I don't believe it.
Besides, The Sicilian is heist-proof.
You're willing to bet everything you've got on that?
All I'm saying is, I got all dressed up
and you could have sprung for valet.
We didn't have to park in the garage.
For 60 bucks a night?
It's not that much. It's Ganz.
(GUNFIRE)
(TIRES SQUEALING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
When I see Ganz, I'm gonna shoot him.
I'm gonna catch him and I'm gonna shoot him.
You're sleeping on the sofa tonight. I'm taking the bed.
No way, I booked the room. You're on the couch.
You know, be a gentleman. I saved your life.
That should count for something.
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
(CLEARS THROAT)
Ah, it's okay.
(CLEARS THROAT)
Oh, you wouldn't wanna shoot me, would ya?
Is that a rhetorical question? Hmm.
Wow. Nice suite.
We've got this under control.
Yeah? Well, if you have it under control,
you know that there's a murder suspect
in Manhattan hanging out in Atlantic City shooting at cops.
We know there's something big going on down here.
There is. We think McCloud,
Ganz and his crew are gonna take down The Sicilian.
But McCloud and Linden are friends.
Well, I don't know what they are,
but Ganz stole the plans for this casino from Warner's safe.
Well, that's why we're staying here.
Oh! That's why you're here. I figured as much.
So, it's a heist.
I love a good heist.
So, other than this romantic hideaway, have you found anything?
Did you find anybody who had worked with Ganz in the past?
I mean, Jay said he sent you some names.
We're working some leads. Hmm.
If Ganz and his guys are gonna hit this place, odds are they'll be around.
We'll keep our eyes open.
CARRIE: In fact, we should go downstairs now.
See what's going on down there.
I'm feeling lucky.
You with the luck. Oh, good, I can't wait.
Well, I'm gonna have to go sort things out with the Atlantic City cops.
And no gambling.
Goes without saying.
No, it does not.
(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)
I covered for you there.
But if your buddy shows up again, we got to come clean.
Speaking of coming clean,
I may not be so welcome at this casino either.
The Sicilian's been open for three weeks.
How could you be banned already?
Well, two Saturdays ago, I had an epic run at the blackjack table.
I just don't think that they appreciated
my card-playing methods, so to speak.
Two Saturdays ago, I asked you to meet me
at the park for that music festival.
You said you were sick.
No, I said I'm really hot, which technically
was true because I won 14 out of 16 hands.
Technically, you're full of shit.
Damn it.
Oh...
CARRIE: Damn it.
That's him, isn't it?
The reasonably good-looking guy at the craps table...
He's better than reasonably good-looking, Al.
Tell me everything. Everything?
Everything you know.
CARRIE: Well, his name is Hunter Ellis. He's...
He's a good strip-poker player. (LAUGHING)
And he's a sucker for pulling an inside straight
and he's kind of a sucker for me.
Not helpful.
Nothing about him and Ganz?
Nothing that I know of.
I'll have Jay take a closer look.
Keep an eye on your man. Which one?
(EXHALES)
Thanks, Mel. Hey, Jay Bones.
You got anything on this Hunter Ellis guy yet?
I sure do. Guess who just got released from federal prison
in Allentown, Pennsylvania two days ago?
Oh, he got restless quick, didn't he? What was he in for?
Nearly beat a guy to death who disrespected his girlfriend.
Oh, my, a real romantic.
But check this. Hunter's been a person of interest
for a series of bank robberies
and jewelry heists in San Francisco, Chicago, and Miami.
Charges never stuck, but it looks like he planned those jobs.
Denny, if Hunter Ellis is involved in this,
I don't think he's working for Ganz.
He's running the crew.
Feeling lucky! Boom!
(CROWD CHEERING)
There you go. You're my good luck charm.
Looks like you're having a good night.
It just got better.
I'm on quite a streak here. You should ride me while I'm hot.
I did that. We got interrupted, remember?
I'm a little offended you're betting against me.
Ah... Blow.
I don't know you well enough.
(CHUCKLES) For luck.
Your luck's about to change.
(BLOWS)
(GROANS)
Oh! Look at that.
Buy me a drink to help me get over this crushing defeat?
I'll give you a tip. I'm gonna go to the bar
and if you know what's good for you,
you're gonna walk out of this casino and get out of town.
What if what's good for me is you?
(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)
So, there's an island... Hmm.
In the Caribbean. Dominica.
White beaches, amazing waterfalls. Almost no people.
Sounds like my kind of place.
Hmm. It could be our kind of place.
(CHUCKLES)
You should...
(SIGHS) You should come with me.
Spend our days on the beaches.
Spend our nights playing strip poker.
I may even win a game.
You could make grass skirts and sell them to the tourists
and I'll hunt and gather so we can eat at night. (CHUCKLES)
Sounds like a plan. (LAUGHING)
Yeah, except we'd go stir crazy
and after five days we'd want to kill each other.
No way. We would never fight.
We're about to.
(DOOR OPENS)
RACHEL: Hey. Hey.
Just so you know, the department's not paying
for any spanktervision you're buying up here.
I wish you'd told me that six hours ago.
Jay tapped into surveillance feeds from around the casino.
It's easier to spot crewmembers from here than walking around.
They look cozy.
Who's that with Carrie?
Hunter Ellis. Has a long sheet.
Could be involved in the heist.
He took a shine to Carrie.
Really? How come I'm just hearing about him now?
She just remembered him from a pile
of photographs of Ganz's associates.
It's not that you have a history of lying,
but you have a history of lying.
We both do.
RACHEL: If this guy becomes a suspect,
I'm taking her off the case.
Okay, that's Ganz's cousin, Curtis, on the floor.
He drove Ganz into New York the night of the murder.
Anything goes down, he'll be involved.
Well, he can lead us to Ganz.
All right, I'm gonna go check this out.
You keep an eye on her.
Yep.
Why are you here?
It's like my home. I mean, I've been coming down here for years.
When I was a kid,
I used to sneak down
on the bus from Philly.
It's funny. No one ever pays attention to you on the bus.
Ganz is a murderer.
You know that, right?
I haven't seen that guy for years.
Well, I just saw him a few hours ago
when he tried to shoot me.
I had nothing to do with that.
I believe you.
Give me Ganz.
Give me Ganz and I will leave Atlantic City
and you will be free to do whatever you want here.
What makes you think I couldn't do whatever I want with you around?
I'm a much better cop than you are a criminal.
(LAUGHING) Well, I did come here to gamble.
You don't wanna gamble with me.
You'll lose again.
(GASP)
You never know who's watching.
(SIGHS)
I'll give you a little keepsake.
(CELLPHONE BEEPS)
Hang on.
I gotta get the...
(CHUCKLES)
(CAMERA CLICKS)
There you go.
So, am I gonna see you again?
For your sake, I hope not.
You were getting pretty cozy there with Ellis.
I was marking the suspect.
You were doing a lot more than that.
Listen, if Ellis is part of his crew,
he will lead us straight to Ganz.
Why aren't we tailing him?
As a matter of fact, I hacked into his phone.
We are tailing him.
Looks like Hunter's on the move.
Hey, this could be going down.
All right, stay on him. I'm gonna call Al.
You got it.
Hmm.
Just like old times, huh? You and I together, working on a case.
I told you, I don't want to talk about the Tendler case.
I wasn't even thinking about Tendler. Apparently, you still are.
The guy's about to pull off a casino heist and he comes out here.
It doesn't make sense.
Jay said he tracked his phone right around here. So, here we are.
AL: All right, I don't like this.
NYPD! Get your hands up! Get 'em up! Get 'em up!
Don't shoot! Don't shoot!
That's it. C'mon.
Let's go. Turn around. What are you doing out here?
I was told to be out here.
Are either of you Carrie?
Why?
Where is he? I have no clue.
Yeah? You need to think harder.
This really good-looking guy...
He's not that good-looking.
Well, he gave me $500 to come up here
and give whoever showed up the phone.
$500. Said you'd think it was hilarious.
It's hysterical. Go.
Go. Go, go, go, go!
Carrie's boyfriend is setting us up. He is taunting us.
Now we've lost his trail. Yeah, Jay! (CELL PHONE BUZZING)
You get eyes on Hunter or his crew?
No, he just sent us on a wild goose chase.
That's what I was afraid of because I just got
a report that an industrial dry cleaner
got burglarized and cleaned out a few hours ago.
A dry cleaner?
They handle large businesses in the area, including casinos.
And get this, it looks like a bunch of uniforms
from The Sicilian were part of the haul.
Those would come in handy for anyone trying to take down The Sicilian.
I'll send you guys and Carrie a list
of all the customers that had items taken.
Thanks, Jay, we'll get back to you.
So, Hunter is playing us. I want you to call Carrie.
Tell her to meet you at The Sicilian.
And guess what?
You're gonna take me to the dry cleaners.
Right.
I told them no mayo.
Don't worry about the mayo, Ganz.
Mayo on a burger? You lose all your taste buds in the joint?
The joint.
The place where I spent months
planning every detail of this job?
This operation that you just put in jeopardy? That one?
You told me that hotshot architect wouldn't be at the office.
What was I supposed to do when he walked in?
I got the plans, didn't I?
Nobody gets hurt on my jobs.
Yeah, well, nobody would get rich
if I didn't take out Warner. I saved our asses.
Warner was a visionary.
The man created beauty.
Then last night,
you almost destroyed more beauty.
The redhead cop? I heard about that.
What did you think? Did you think that killing a cop
was gonna make our job easier? Is that what you thought?
I was trying to take the heat...
(GRUNTS)
(CLEARS THROAT) (BREATHING HEAVILY)
If you so much as look at her again,
I will kill you.
Now c'mon, let's get to work.
(BEEPING) Oh, that's not good.
What's going on?
Power surges all over Atlantic City. It started 40 minutes ago.
Servers are crashing everywhere including The Sicilian.
Holy. Ellis must have a hacker on his team, kid. This is going down now.
Now Sicilian security confirms the servers are down,
but report nothing else is going on out of the ordinary.
Hunter should have made his move by now.
Maybe he's trying to smoke us out. See how much we know.
Yes, I remember all that cash.
That's what you remember?
That guy. I saw him playing penny slots
at Arabian Kingdom.
Maybe he's just changing up places to gamble...
No. No. There's only one way to find out.
(TIRES SQUEALING)
(GRUNTS)
NYPD. Keep your hands on the car.
Hunter got you spying on me, huh?
Where's Ganz, uh? I want my lawyer.
Yeah, you'll get your lawyer. He's good. Just this.
Stay in the car.
So, what are we looking for in here?
Al, I gotta make a phone call.
(CELLPHONE BEEPS)
Jay. Hey, listen, I've got this poker chip here.
It's got what I think is the sketch of the
original Arabian Kingdom Casino on it.
I saw the exact same sketch on a cocktail napkin in Warner's safe.
Didn't Linden claim that The Sicilian
was the only casino in the world designed by Warner?
Find out who designed The Arabian Kingdom.
Okay.
Got it. It was designed in 1981
by a firm, Wellington and Towne.
All right. Anything about Thomas Warner?
Uh, let me cross-check Warner with...
Holy. Warner worked at Wellington and Towne
from 1978 to 1986.
That's it.
Warner designed The Arabian Kingdom Casino,
but he never got credit it.
Maybe Hunter wasn't only after the plans to The Sicilian Casino.
He wanted the blueprints to The Arabian Kingdom as well.
The plans didn't show up as missing in Warner's safe
because it wasn't part of the inventory.
It was more like a keepsake for Warner.
Exactly right, and The Arabian Kingdom is right next door.
That is Hunter's target.
Our security system went down 15 minutes ago. We lost eyes down here.
How much have you got down here?
All of it. Over 20 million.
Oh!
(MEN GRUNTING)
Stun grenade. They're fine.
But we're too late.
How the hell did this happen?
(CHUCKLES)
They got into the secured areas of The Sicilian posing as guards
and then somehow they get underneath the casino. They dig down.
They come up through the floor in here.
Does your casino connect to The Sicilian in any way?
It's that damn water park Linden is building.
He was digging under his casino, connecting to mine.
He wants to put in a river or caves or some shit.
That's why he needed both sets of plans.
It can't be easy moving that much money.
They might still be here.
Al.
Have I ever let my romantic relationships get in the way of our cases?
Yesterday there were slot machines right there.
This casino is closing tomorrow. They're taking things out.
Hey, excuse me. What happened to the
slot machines that were there yesterday?
The movers took 'em off the floor earlier today.
The movers? Lorenzo Movers?
Yeah, how'd you know?
Al, listen to me. That list Jay sent us earlier.
Lorenzo Movers had a bunch of uniforms stolen, right?
What if that's how they're getting the money out,
inside the slot machines?
Where would they take the slots out?
The loading dock.
(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)
Police! Freeze! Don't move!
(GUNSHOTS)
I see Ganz. I don't see Ellis.
Cover me.
(ENGINE STARTS) (SIREN APPROACHING)
Put your hands up! Hands where I can see 'em, now!
All right. Get out, c'mon.
Where's Hunter Ellis?
He's long gone.
HUNTER: I mean, I've been coming down here for years.
As a kid, I used to sneak down here on the bus from Philly.
No one ever pays attention to you on the bus.
Al, I think I know where he is. You got this?
I got it.
You weren't gonna say goodbye?
(SIGHS)
That stupid story I told you about taking the bus as a kid, right?
You didn't really think you were gonna beat me, did you?
I can't go back.
And I told you I would take you down.
You remember that island?
Dominica?
You could have a drink waiting for you. A deck of cards.
We'd make a pretty good team.
In another life maybe.
(INDISTINCT ANNOUNCEMENT)
She's a beautiful woman.
Yeah, I'm a lucky man.
Not that lucky.
Come on.
Ellis really thought he'd beat you.
Yeah, well, not a smart move on his part.
In his defense, he didn't know about your secret weapon.
He knew about my memory.
I meant me! (LAUGHING)
Okay, secret weapon. What now?
We're in America's playground. Maybe we should play.
We still have that hotel suite.
Well, you have a one-track mind.
Tell me you weren't on the same track.
All right, fine. Let's leave it up to chance.
Red, we go home.
Black?
We go up to the hotel suite. Let's do it.
I'm feeling lucky. All right.
DEALER: All right, no more bets.