[indistinct chatter]
- I still can't believe it.
- Well, like you said, this is science.
And the numbers don't lie.
- I did say that, didn't I?
And the great thing is, I'm right.
I could get used to this. - Me too.
But until this is done, we have to make sure nobody
finds out what we're doing.
- Of course.
- I mean it.
You have to promise.
This stays between us.
You swear?
- Relax. I'm not gonna say a word.
[suspenseful music]
It's late, and that was a really long day.
I'm gonna head home.
See you tomorrow?
- Bright and early.
- Hmm.
♪ ♪
- Hmm. Look.
Here's one for swimming with horses.
I mean, dolphins, I get, but this sounds a little--
- Precarious? - Exactly.
Oh, wait, it's actually part of a deal
to stay at a lodge in Sun Valley.
I wonder if you could pick what time of year to go.
- Remy. - Hey.
- Great to see you, man.
- You too. - Where the hell you been?
- Ah, here and there.
Teddy Beale, April Brooks.
Teddy and I go way back.
- All the way back to the "Bright Lights, Big City" days.
- Ah, late '80s. Wow.
Sounds terrifying.
- I plead the Fifth, Your Honor.
- [chuckles] I bet you do.
- Remy, I'll catch you later.
Glad to see you out and about. - You too.
- Teddy Beale?
Isn't he one of the Kennedys?
- Not really--he's just a cousin on the Bouvier side.
- Oh, right.
So this is your social circle?
- It was, back when I worked for my dad's investment firm,
right out of college through most of my 20s.
- I mean, I knew that you came late to the FBI,
I just never realized you took such a left turn.
- Mm. I guess it was.
But this is-- this is a good cause.
And seeing you in this dress
makes the whole night worthwhile.
- [chuckles]
Thank you.
- Not a fan of champagne?
- You know, the bubbles are pretty, but it's--
it's a headache in a glass, so.
- Let me get you something else.
- I'll do it.
You go mingle with your old friends.
- All right, hurry back. - Okay.
Can I get a water instead of this?
Thank you.
- Remy, I'm so glad you came.
- Well, thanks for including me.
I don't get many of these invites anymore.
- Well, you do when I'm cochairing an event.
- This is amazing. - Oh.
Well, it's better than what I used to do,
which is basically shopping, sex, and drugs.
- Sex and drugs? - [laughs]
No, philanthropy is rewarding.
- Well, you're obviously very good at it.
- Honestly, you were an inspiration,
your public service.
Seriously.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
- [gasping]
- Hey.
Are you okay?
- [breathing raggedly]
Oh, my God.
Hang on. I'm gonna get help.
- Help.
♪ ♪
- You're sure you're okay with this?
- Yeah, absolutely. I've got two spare rooms.
I could use help with the rent. - Oh, wow.
Hotel Hana's getting a new tenant already?
- It's not a hotel.
Now, if you want someone to make your bed
and do your laundry, don't bother.
Otherwise, check it out whenever you like.
- Come on, guys. We're ready.
- All right, victim is Lydia Washburn.
She survived having her throat slit
and digging herself out of a shallow grave.
Unfortunately, she died earlier this morning
on the operating table.
- Hold on, hold on, she dug herself out of her own grave?
- Yeah, that's a first for me too.
She's single, no kids, no family in the area.
She worked as a geologist at Columbia,
and her phone's missing.
- What makes this ours?
- Because the last person she was seen alive with
is wanted for stealing documents
from the National Archives in D.C.--this guy.
Not enough for facial rec, but notice that tattoo
on the back of his neck?
- 56 Rider.
- 10 minutes after this footage was posted,
GSA sent this from two weeks ago.
Same build, same tattoo.
That's our unsub and probably our killer.
- What kind of documents did he steal?
Were they classified?
- Don't know yet, but he also used
a stolen government ID to gain access.
Between that and this killing, NSA is on pins and needles.
ERT is sending over the victim's laptop.
You start on that. - Mm-hmm.
- Kristin and Rae, head to D.C.
Find out what he stole.
Sheryll, you and I--
- Headed to Columbia. - Let's hit it.
[suspenseful music]
- Her students are gonna be devastated.
She was a terrific teacher.
She published.
She would have made tenure.
- Do you know who she was meeting with last night?
- I know she was celebrating, but I don't know who with.
She had a side hustle.
- What kind of a side hustle does a geology professor have?
- Well, she called it her lottery ticket.
There's only one way geologists hit the lottery.
- You mean she was making extra money with speculators?
- Yeah--oil, precious metals, that kind of thing.
We all do it once or twice in our careers.
Things seemed to be going pretty well, though.
- What was she speculating on?
- I don't know.
- You mean you didn't ask?
- She'd have told me if the mining rights
had been locked down, but in her shoes,
I wouldn't have said anything, either.
- Sorry, every document we have gets imaged and tagged,
but these are so old, it was under the old system.
Sometimes it takes a while. [computer beeps]
There. Here we go.
- So what are we looking at here?
- A set of pamphlets created by
the Knights of the Golden Circle
to promote their agenda. - I've heard of them.
Weren't they some kind of white supremacy group?
- Yes, they were a secret society active
during the American Civil War.
In the event the Confederacy lost,
they intended to establish a new pro-slavery nation.
- What does that even mean?
- Havana was supposed to be the capital.
It would have included the American South, Mexico,
parts of South America, plus Cuba, Haiti,
and the Dominican Republic.
- All right, but the Confederacy did lose.
So what happened?
- No one really knows.
I guess they all just went on with their lives.
- Are these pamphlets valuable at all?
- They're not the most iconic documents
of the Golden Circle, but to certain people, definitely.
- What do you mean?
- There were some pretty famous people rumored to be members--
John Wilkes Booth, Nathan Bedford Forrest.
It was like a who's who of the anti-Union movement
of their time.
- And by anti-Union, you mean racist?
- I'm just saying, this kind of memorabilia
with the historical context, unfortunately,
it's probably worth a lot. [phone ringing]
- Like the Nazi paraphernalia has value, right?
- Awful, but yes, exactly like that.
- Right.
- Okay, thanks. We'll check it out.
Hana found another rare document theft
at the University of Pennsylvania library
just two days before the theft here.
I mapped the dates back to the Civil War.
- Hmm, it looks like we're making a detour to Philly.
- Yes, it does.
- Pick up some cheesesteaks while we're there.
- Thank you. - Thank you.
♪ ♪
- Okay, we're almost there.
- This better be worth it.
- Oh, it is.
- So this is what you've been telling me about?
- Wait till you see.
[metal detector chirping rapidly]
- It's going crazy.
I mean, it's just--it's all over the place down here.
- This is it. We found it.
- [laughing]
Well, it looks like you did, Rosie.
- What do you say, huh?
It's enough proof for you?
Can we get what we need now?
- Heck, yeah.
But you know this could take a little while.
- Not too long, though.
- No, no, I'll get right on it.
Who else knows about this?
- Just us.
- And you.
- Whew.
- The trip to Philly paid off big time.
The unsub used an expired Pennsylvania driver's license
to get into the UPenn library.
His name is Leonard Oxridge.
- Philly PD went to the address on his license,
but neighbors said he hadn't lived there in years.
- We got an address?
- Yeah, I'm running the databases now.
- So Oxridge stole a Civil War-era map
of a rural area in Pennsylvania known as Blackburn's Kill.
- Is there a market for maps like that?
- I don't know, the map is rare,
but not particularly valuable.
- I found something on Lydia Washburn's hard drive.
You know, she recently conducted
a series of core soil samples.
The results show the average 5.54 gram
per ton of precious metal.
- What kind of precious metal?
- Gold.
- Well, that must have been her side hustle.
- What does that mean, 5 grams per ton?
- Well, anything higher than 2 grams
is considered a gold mine.
So this suggests that she found a stash
of solid gold bars. - Hmm.
- Well, that sounds like a motive for murder.
- Yeah, definitely. Hold on.
I just got a hit on Leonard Oxridge.
49 years old, divorced.
Last known place of employment was a mechanic in Morton, PA.
- Does he have a record?
- A few speeding tickets.
Wait, he has military service.
Pennsylvania National Guard, 56th Infantry, Striker Brigade.
- Did you say 56th?
- Yeah, just like the tattoo on his neck.
56 Rider.
Guys, their motto is "ride the lightning."
This is our guy.
- Do you have a current address?
- I'm looking in Pennsylvania.
Nothing. Let me check New York.
Okay, an apartment in Brooklyn.
I'm sending it to you now. - On it.
♪ ♪
Leonard Oxridge?
FBI.
- [groaning] Help.
[tense music]
[groaning]
- It's him.
He's still alive.
Here, take this.
Hang in there.
I'm getting help.
Okay, stay with me, Leonard.
Come on. Stay with me.
Who did this to you, Leonard?
Remy!
- Got him!
- [panting]
♪ ♪
[panting]
- Sheryll, I lost him.
How's Oxridge?
- He didn't make it.
- Damn it.
Gonna have PD set a perimeter.
You stay there and search that place high and low.
This guy was obviously looking for something.
- Far as I can tell, Oxridge had no links
to any white supremacy groups.
- Okay, but I did find some ties to other groups.
He was active on a bunch of treasure hunting websites.
- What kind of treasure hunters?
- The kind looking for Civil War gold
at Blackburn's Kill in Knox County, Pennsylvania.
He was hooked on this one story in particular.
Check this out.
In the summer of 1863, a large transport of gold bars
was being moved from Wheeling, West Virginia,
to the U.S. Mint in Philadelphia
in false-bottomed wagons
to help finance the Union war effort.
- Sounds like the start of a fairy tale.
- I know it sounds crazy, but bear with me.
So this Lieutenant Castleton hired a local guide.
But right off the bat, the lieutenant got sick,
and the guide ran off with the horses.
Now the rest of the group went to go and get help.
The lieutenant and Sergeant O'Rourke
stayed behind with the gold.
Now neither men or the gold were ever seen again.
- Surprise, surprise.
I can't say I blame the guys for taking off
with the gold, though. - Oh, yeah?
- Oh, yeah.
Brand-new beginning, all lux, all the time?
Come on. [both chuckle]
- So basically, we'd just never see you again
if you won the lottery? - No.
- And all this took place
in Blackburn's Kill, Pennsylvania?
- Yeah, so they say.
- Okay, Knights of the Golden Circle.
What do they have to do with all this?
- Here's the thing.
There's no record of any shipment of gold
by the Union Army at that time, and there's no military records
of any Lieutenant Castleton or a Sergeant O'Rourke.
- So it is a fairy tale?
- Maybe, but there is another theory about the gold.
Some people think it was the Knights of the Golden Circle
who transported it.
Now the KGC used pamphlets as coded directions
for locations.
- Pamphlets are what Oxridge stole
from the National Archive.
- Mm-hmm. - Right.
- So we're looking for someone who's trying
to put a map together to find the gold.
Whoever hired Oxridge had him steal those documents
so no one else could use them in the same way.
- And Oxridge and Lydia were killed
so that they would be cut out of their share of the find.
- Greed is a very powerful motive.
- Guys, I found a stash at Oxridge's apartment.
Stolen pamphlets and Civil War map,
government ID he used to get into the archive,
and Oxridge's cell.
There's over 20 calls to a Tommy Thorne
in Conroy, PA, the last two days.
- This is in Knox County? - Yeah.
- Did you try the number?
- It goes straight to voicemail.
- Guess what National Guard unit
Tommy Thorne used to serve in?
- 56th Striker Brigade.
- Him and his brother, Buck.
They've both got convictions for trespassing with firearms.
They're both on social media.
- Oh, wow.
Redneck treasure hunters.
- They're connected to Oxridge,
and they want those pamphlets and maps,
either to sell them or to find that gold.
- Alleged gold.
- Whether that gold exists or not doesn't matter.
What matters is that our unsub thinks it does.
- Right. - Guy's got gold fever.
He's willing to kill anybody that gets in his way.
- Send that last known to everyone's GPS.
Let's roll.
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
- Whoa! - Whoa!
- What the hell was that?
- Got tripwires.
- Place must be booby trapped.
- Go slow. Watch your feet, and split up.
- Remy, there's somebody out there.
- Clear the house.
Come on, Ray.
You cover the back in case we got a runner.
I got the front.
♪ ♪
FBI!
Drop your weapons!
- Don't shoot.
- Please don't kill us.
♪ ♪
- We were protecting ourselves.
- If we'd have known it was the Feds coming,
we never would have set those tripwires.
- Protecting yourself from who?
- We don't know.
- We thought somebody was coming for us,
like they came for Lydia.
- How do you know Lydia?
- She's a geologist.
She ran some ground tests for us.
- What kind of ground tests?
- If I told you, you wouldn't believe me.
- Try us.
- We found gold, lost Civil War gold.
It's why Lydia got killed.
Somebody must have found out about it.
- Do you think that's why Leonard Oxridge was murdered?
- Lenny's dead?
- Stabbed to death in his apartment in Brooklyn.
- Oh, man. Oh, man.
You--you gotta protect us.
- They'll be coming for us next.
What are we gonna do?
- You knew Oxridge? - Yeah.
- Well, he's just our army buddy.
- We hired him to find some stuff for us.
- Stuff?
What kind of stuff?
Pamphlets written by the Knights of the Golden Circle?
Map of Blackburn's Kill?
- We needed them to find the cave.
- But you didn't just hire him to find those things, right?
You hired him to steal them.
- No.
We--no.
Okay, yeah. We hired him to steal them.
- We just wanted to be the only ones who could make a map.
We just wanted to find the cave.
- How long had you been looking for it?
- We grew up hearing about the lost gold.
When we were seven or eight, Buck and me made a pact
we'd find it, and we've been looking for it ever since.
Not full time or anything,
but last year, we kicked it into high gear.
- I don't get it, if you found the gold,
why weren't you digging?
- Well, we were about to, and then we heard about Lydia.
We got scared.
- [sighs] Okay, boys, let's take a hike.
- Where to?
- I want to see that cave.
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
Stay with Barnes.
♪ ♪
- How much farther?
- Cave's just up ahead on the left.
- We're almost there.
- It's a long climb. [chuckles]
- Y'all okay?
This is it.
- Here?
- So you two, Lydia, and Oxridge are the only people
who knew about this cave?
- They never knew.
Tommy and me had them blindfolded real good
the two times they come up here.
- Why'd you bring them up twice?
- Well, once for the dirt samples,
and when those came back good,
she came up here with the gravimeter.
- What's that?
- A super fancy metal detector, crazy accurate.
Cost, like, 100 grand.
- Lydia was a professor, so she had access to equipment
like that through the university.
- Her gravimeter readings, they're like a fingerprint.
- That's just exactly how she said it, like a fingerprint.
- She said there's 8 and 1/2 to 9 tons--
tons of metal with a density of--
what is it, Buck?
- 19.3 grams per centimeter cubed.
- That's right.
That's the exact density of gold.
That's what's in our cave, a huge stash of gold bars
all over the place.
- That amount of gold would mean a lot of money.
- 500 million. - Give or take.
[metal clattering]
- What the hell is that?
Is somebody in there?
[tense music]
- What the actual--
[gunshot] [all gasp]
- FBI!
Come out with your hands up.
Put that weapon down.
Toss that weapon out.
Toss it.
♪ ♪
- Sadie?
- What the hell, Sadie?
- Be quiet.
- I take it you all know each other.
- Sadly, yes.
- Went to high school with her mom.
- Could you be any more of a whiny little bitch?
- All right, easy.
- What? I already apologized.
If I'd have known it was the Feds, I wouldn't have fired.
- Wow, that is the second time somebody
has said that to us today.
- So if it was just Buck and me,
you would have blown our heads off?
- Just protecting what's mine. - Yours?
- How'd you find our cave? - Your cave?
It's my cave. I cleared it out.
- It was pretty clean when we found it.
- Yeah, that's 'cause I got to it first, moron.
There were all these bugs and critters and rocks,
and I got rid of them all.
- Well, what's the backpack for?
- What do you think?
Looking for gold, just like you.
[suspenseful music]
- Give it to me.
Come on. Give it to me.
♪ ♪
There's nothing in there.
- Yeah.
Well, I was kind of interrupted.
- Who else knows about this cave?
all: Nobody.
- This is starting to look like
the worst-kept secret in Knox County.
What's all this? - No idea.
- Shouldn't you be in school?
- We had a snow day. - Yeah, real funny.
- Yeah, what do you know about it?
You dropped out in the fourth grade.
- Shut up. - No, you shut up.
- That's enough, all of you.
- Agent Quinn, Treasury Department.
- What's Treasury doing here?
- Locking this area down.
As of right now, nobody's going in or out of that cave
except me or my team.
- Oh, I think you might be mistaken.
This is state property, not federal.
You have no jurisdiction.
- If there's gold in there, it's from the U.S. Mint,
and it's federal property.
And this federal warrant gives me, and only me,
the right to excavate that cave.
- Hey, wait a minute.
You can't just waltz in here and call dibs.
- What's she doing? - Taking over the cave.
- Uh-uh. - Who do you think you are?
- I'm the United States government.
Get them out of here.
- What the hell are you doing?
- My job.
- We need eyes in those woods, on that cave.
We got an unsub in the wind.
This guy is a ruthless killer
who thinks there's gold up there.
That's where we're gonna catch him.
- It isn't your problem anymore, Agent Scott.
Treasury's taken over the case.
- You may know how to execute a warrant,
but you don't know the first thing about catching a killer.
- I'm not interested in catching a killer.
I'm interested in what's in that cave.
Look, if you have a problem, take it up with your SAC.
She'll confirm.
But right now, no one's going in or out,
not your unsub and not the FBI.
- You do what you have to do.
So will I.
Where are your parents?
- Never met my daddy.
Mom died a year ago.
I'm an orphan of the opioid epidemic.
- Oh, please.
It ain't as tragic as that.
She lives with her grandparents.
- Sadie's been living with us just over a year now,
since her mama died.
- What were you doing up there in that cave?
- Nothing, just looking around.
- She told us the three of you are the ones who found it.
- Oh, you did, did you?
- Well, I had to.
Buck and Tommy were up there.
They think it's theirs.
- Well, they're wrong.
- Well, they were saying that they found it first,
when we're the ones who've been prospecting
up there for over a year.
We found it. We cleaned it out.
- Hear that, Rosie?
It's a good thing we dotted all our Is and crossed our Ts.
- Sure is.
We locked down our claim through the proper channels.
- How'd you do that?
- That land up there is the property
of the Commonwealth of Pennsylvania.
So before we even touched anything,
we made sure to get a permit to clean out that cave from the
Department of Conservation of Natural Resources.
- Now we're just waiting on the permit to excavate.
It's still pending.
- None of that matters now.
The Feds are up there.
They're taking everything for themselves.
- What? - Mm-hmm.
- She's right.
The Treasury Department came in today with a warrant.
They're the ones that'll be excavating the cave.
- So what does that mean for our contract?
- It means we're screwed, Granddad.
I told you, we should have just started digging.
- This is the government, Sadie.
We have a contract, and they'll have to honor it.
They'll owe us our finder's fee.
- Who gave you a finder's fee agreement?
- Got it here someplace, just like.
[suspenseful music]
Yeah.
- 25% of whatever we find in there.
- This is signed by a ranger.
- That's right, a government official, Toby Medina.
- Does he know where the cave is?
- Yep, we had to show him where it was
before he give us that permit.
- Do you have an address for Toby?
- Yeah, I'm sending it to you now.
- Take Ray with you to the Rangers office,
see what they know.
I'll have Kristin and Barnes meet you at his house.
- Thanks.
♪ ♪
- Sure, as park rangers, we can grant or deny permits
for all kinds of different activities
on state-owned land.
- What about granting something like a finder's fee
for any precious metals that a private citizen
finds on state-owned land?
- A finder's fee?
- Yeah, one of your rangers, Toby Medina,
granted Desmond and Rose Daley a permit
to excavate Blackburn's Kill.
- Yeah, he also gave them a document
guaranteeing them a 25% finder's fee
for any gold they may dig up.
- No, that's not--
are you sure about that?
- Yeah, uh, that's his signature, right?
- Yes, it is, but this is not something we can do.
I don't even know who could.
I mean, the governor's office, maybe, but--
- All right, so we're gonna need to talk to Toby.
Is he here now?
- No, he's been out on compassionate leave
for a couple weeks.
His mom died.
But he's back on Monday.
- Hmm. No, mother died in 2016.
- We're too late. He's gone.
- This guy left everything.
- Looks like these will tie him to the murders
of both Lydia Washburn and Leonard Oxridge.
- Look at this, Lydia's phone.
- Toby didn't even bother trying to get rid of any of it.
- No, 'cause he's planning to disappear
with whatever gold he can get out of that cave.
- He knew about the cave.
He must have known who was circling the gold.
He strung Rose and Desmond along,
claiming that their permits were pending,
and then slowed the Thorne brothers down
by killing Lydia and Oxridge.
- All he needed to do was get in there first,
take what he could, and get away.
- But he wasn't counting on Agent Quinn.
- Right. - So what's his plan B?
- Well, if he's smart, he'll run,
try not to get arrested for murder.
- No, he's too deep into trying to get his hands on that gold.
- As long as Toby's out there, the Daleys, Sadie,
the Thornes could all still be targets.
Put deputies on their houses for protection
and one here in case he comes back.
- All right, I'll put a BOLO out on Toby's car,
get Hana to track his credit cards.
- We're going back to Blackburn's Kill.
I'm telling you right now,
this guy is desperate and dangerous,
and I got a really bad feeling that he's gonna try
to get past Quinn's perimeter.
It's gonna be a long night.
♪ ♪
- Hey, Sadie.
- Hey, Toby.
- Where you going?
- No place.
♪ ♪
[tense music]
- Sadie's gone!
- We just heard.
- You have to help us find her.
- It's gonna be all right. We're gonna find her.
Stay calm, okay?
- Where are the deputies who were watching the house?
- They're searching out back with Des.
They swear nobody came on to the property.
- Her bike's gone. - That's a good thing.
It means she probably left on her own.
- Okay, where would she go?
- The cave, maybe.
I mean, if anybody could sneak up there, it's her.
- Why would she do that? It's all locked down.
She knows she's not supposed to go up there.
- Rosie, I don't know. I don't know.
The gold makes you do crazy things.
- All right, we're gonna handle it.
You want to cover that? - Yeah.
- We're on it. Where else would Sadie go?
- Her phone keeps going straight to voicemail.
She always answers, always. - Rose, look at me. Think.
Does she have a boyfriend? Does she have friends?
- No, no, no, she spends all her free time
looking for the gold.
- The old house.
- Old house? - Her mom's.
It's Sadie's now.
Sometimes she goes there when she's feeling sad.
- Okay.
- [grunts] - [yelps]
- I am not messing around.
I know it's here, so tell me where you stashed it.
- I told you, I don't know what you're talking about!
- You think you're so smart, but you're not.
I got you on tape going in and out of that cave,
in with an empty backpack,
out with a full, heavy one nine, ten times.
- Screw you! [gunshot]
[yelps]
- Get up.
Get up.
- FBI! Drop your weapon.
♪ ♪
- Toby, you don't want to do this.
- She took it!
She took the gold, and she stashed it here somewhere.
- No, I didn't.
He doesn't know what he's talking about.
- Yes, I do.
Tell them.
- Let her go, Toby.
She's just a kid.
- I have her on video from my trail cam
taking gold out of that cave.
- Take the shot when you got it, Ray.
- It's not true. - Shut up! Shut up!
- I believe you, Toby.
But this isn't gonna solve anything.
- Put the gun down.
- It's too late for that.
There is gold right here.
Make her-- make her show me where it is.
Make her show me where it is.
- He's crazy. - And I'll let her go.
- He dragged me out here.
- No, no!
I followed you out here.
- I don't know what he's talking about.
- Yes, you do! Stop lying!
[gunshot]
♪ ♪
- What a circus.
[reporters chattering]
- What the hell is going on?
- The excavation was a bust.
We spent all night looking, but there's no gold in there.
We dug so far down, we penetrated the water table
and flooded the cave.
- That's not possible.
That gravimeter reading is like a fingerprint.
- How do you explain that?
- Well, it looks like the good people of Knox County
think you're a liar.
- They're entitled to their alternative facts
if that's what they want.
- Maybe they just know when they're being gaslit.
- Not to mention a bunch of people
saw armored trucks going up and down the hill all night.
- Empty trucks because there was no gold to remove.
It was a nice story, but that's all it was.
This whole thing was a myth.
- Well, while you've been digging in the dirt,
we've been getting real results.
We caught that killer and saved a kid.
Stolen pamphlets and map.
Since this is your case now, you can return these
to the National Archive.
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- What's in the envelope? Is that the treasure map?
- Why are you lying?
- Did you confiscate the gold for the Treasury Department?
- You can't hide what you're doing!
- We need some answers. - Everybody saw those trucks.
You can't hide what you're doing.
- Hey, you okay?
- Yeah.
- So what Toby said about having a camera planted
on the trail, is that true?
- I don't know, but I doubt it.
The man's a psycho and a liar.
- Yeah, he is.
- Plus, I was up there enough looking for the cave.
I'm sure I would have seen it.
- So let's say for giggles, it is true.
Would it show you taking gold out of that cave?
- How could it? You heard the lady.
There wasn't any gold.
How could I steal something that was never there?
- You're a smart cookie, Sadie.
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- Well, that sounds like a crazy case.
- It was.
Hey, do you ever think about
what you'd do if you won the lottery?
Like, the big one, 100 million bucks.
- I've fantasized about it, yeah.
Doesn't everybody?
- I guess.
But is there such a thing as too much money?
So much that it takes the fun out of everything?
- You know, money's freedom, especially to people
who've never had it before, so. - Hmm.
- Is this how you spent your day,
thinking about being filthy rich?
- Part of it, and part of it dealing
with what it can do to people.
Anyway, I can think of better ways
to spend my time right now.
[phone ringing]
Oh.
Doorman.
Hey, Georgie. What's up?
Okay.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Thanks, Georgie.
Package, I gotta sign for it. - Oh, no worries.
You know, I'm gonna get out of these clothes.
- Oh, I like that idea.
[both chuckle]
Fiona?
Wow, I thought you were the delivery man.
- Delivery? Yes.
Man? I take no offense.
Mind if I come in?
Oh, amazing.
- Thanks.
- Seriously, look at this place.
You still got it, don't you?
Here.
- What's this?
- You won your silent auction item.
- You know, you could have just popped it in the mail.
- Oh, I know, but I was so excited you
came the other night, I just--
I wanted to give it to you personally.
Oh.
Oh, I'm sorry.
I mean, I didn't realize.
- No, no, no, no, it's okay.
April Brooks, this is Fiona Paley.
Fiona was the cochair of the gala the other night.
She was kind enough to hand-deliver my auction win.
- Hi, and congratulations.
That was a lovely event. - Thank you.
And I wish I would have met you the other night.
Anyway, I should have called first.
It was lovely to meet you, April.
- You too. - And congratulations.
Remy, I have to run.
- So what'd you get? - I don't know.
Three nights at the Sun Valley Lodge.
- That swimming with horses thing?
- Mm-hmm.
- That bid was at 11 grand when we left.
How high did you go? - Hmm.
It's for a worthy cause.
- Is it the cause, or is it Fiona?
- April, come on.
She's just an old friend.
- Yeah, okay. - We talked about this.
No baggage, no commitments, no craziness.
Let's just do us. - I know.
You have your past, I have mine,
and never the twain shall meet.
- Exactly.
- Yeah.
- You're not mad, are you?
Oh, come on. Don't be mad.
- I'm not mad.
- Then where are you going?
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