Yoyo, earlier this year, you were the world number one,
playing some of the most astounding tennis
we've ever seen.
So I have to admit, I was pretty shocked
when you announced you were retiring.
How's that decision sitting?
Well, to be honest, I believe
I have much more to prove, so I will be entering
the upcoming tournament in New York.
Wait, so, am I getting this right?
Your retirement is put off? Indefinitely.
Yes, I am back.
Hey, knock that off.
Yoyo was supposed to go away. It's a speed bump.
Stop acting like a little child.
And let's talk about how we're gonna beat him.
I've lost to him 11 times.
And you beat him once, in Shanghai.
He had appendicitis.
Stop moaning and get your head right.
Can you just stop being my coach for half a second
and just be my dad?
We need to make a good run in New York,
get our ranking back up.
The sponsors are starting to get soft. Yeah,
I'm so sorry if Mom's dying hurt their shoe sales.
(scoffs)
Look.
We've had a bad year, kid.
But Yoyo can't keep up his level of playing forever.
Someone's gonna beat him and if it's us,
it'll make a huge statement
about who the future of men's tennis is.
This is an opportunity.
You know, people make TikTok supercuts of every time
Yoyo aced me on the serve?
And those videos are long.
Well then, maybe you should anticipate better.
Just stop. Hey, check your tone.
Anything can happen in these matches.
You know that.
Yeah, maybe next time he'll lose a gallbladder.
COMMENTATOR: It's day three in New York
at the Gotham Tennis Open,
and we've got our first marquee match.
♪ ♪
Checking in. How we feeling?
(door opens)
YOYO: Fear not.
I have completed the most important part of the warm-up.
Gracias for that, amor mío.
Yoyo, oh, my God, you are so crazy.
Uh, not crazy.
Just Spanish. (laughs)
Come on, man.
All right, let's talk coin toss.
If I win, I take the serve.
No. That's what everyone figures you'll do.
Let's do something different.
Instead of taking the serve, choose a side.
Let him serve first. It'll throw him off and make him
realize that you're not afraid of his biggest weapon.
But I am afraid of it.
Trust me. You win the coin toss,
take the far side of the court that's
closest to me, and I can call out
any early adjustments, all right?
All right. Let's go.
Players can choose whether to serve or receive
or if they'd prefer, they may choose
a side of the court.
I serve.
That means you choose a side.
This side.
COMMENTATOR: It's the hometown hero
Hunter McGrath versus Johann Arnaldo.
Now, McGrath is interesting,
he's shown a lot of promise,
but he's struggled a bit lately
in the face of some personal loss.
(grunts)
(shouts) (cheering, applause)
Let's go.
Way to stay on him.
COMMENTATOR: We're now well into this opening set,
and Yoyo is in fantastic form, as usual.
But the real surprise is Hunter McGrath,
who has managed to hang with him at every turn. Stay on him.
Let's go, let's go. And Yoyo is clearly looking a bit frustrated.
WOMAN: You got this.
COMMENTATOR: Bit of a wobble there from Yoyo.
Need the medic?
¿Por qué?
Do you think I'm weak?
Do you think I'm old? I'm fine.
(grunting)
(shouts)
Vamos. (cheering, applause)
(panting)
(crowd gasps)
COMMENTATOR: Something very concerning is...
Just bear with us.
Oh, it looks like
we're taking an extended medical time-out.
Hunter.
Hey. Talk to me.
Th-They told me to wait here.
I... Uh, D-Dad,
I heard them talking before
I got off the court. They're s...
they're saying...
I think he's dead.
S... No.
No, that's a mistake.
It wasn't supposed to...
It's, um, it's a mistake.
It's a mistake.
♪ We'll have Manhattan ♪
♪ The Bronx and Staten Island, too ♪
♪ It's lovely going through ♪
♪ The zoo... ♪
Oh, this guy is so talented.
I can't believe you've spent your whole life
in the city and you've never been here.
Yeah, I'm not sure anyone
actually from New York has ever been here.
No. One month in, and already,
I'm showing you the hidden gems?
Fuhgeddaboudit.
Ooh, how's Captain Wagner?
Oh, you mean my boss' boss' boss?
I think he's good.
He seems a little stressed
about that Wali guy.
Never heard of him.
Captain Wagner doesn't exactly confide in me.
Yeah, he's probably too busy
fundraising for his foundation.
(phone dings)
Whoa.
What? What is it?
Johann Arnaldo just died on live TV.
What? The tennis player?
Yeah.
(indistinct chatter)
(phone dings)
Oh, it's Captain Wagner.
It's about the news.
He thinks this is a police thing?
Yeah, it's high profile enough that he wants me to observe.
Who's that?
KAYA: I think that's the guy
Yoyo was playing when it happened.
E-Excuse me, sir? Uh,
could we get some sound, please?
Oh, uh, no, I-I was about to sing "Meadowlark."
From The Baker's Wife. Hello?
Sure, how about some sound? Yeah.
Sorry. You're so talented. REPORTER: Cliff,
How are you feeling in the wake of the match?
This was an awful tragedy.
Nobody wanted for anything like this to happen.
That's a funny thing to say.
Huh?
That man.
He said nobody wanted this to happen.
Well, of course nobody wanted it.
Shouldn't that go without saying?
Who did they say that was again?
♪ ♪
Well, so much for a basic medical episode.
BOBBY: The ME says that Yoyo
had exceptionally high levels of nitroglycerin
and sildenafil in his system.
And when combined, they can cause
a catastrophic drop in blood pressure,
especially if the victim has been straining himself.
Like playing professional tennis.
ELSBETH: (whoops) Yes!
We're distracting you, Ms. Tascioni?
Uh, yes, by all means,
don't let us keep you from a good time.
Oh. You're not.
I'm just watching the game.
No. The match. Sorry.
I'm just getting
the lingo. I mean,
I know... I know how it ends,
and I can't help but get caught up in these points.
(sighs) It's so exciting.
It's a beautiful sport. Anyway...
Oh, sorry. I actually do have a point.
Captain. No, it's just...
Johann-- or Yoyo, as they call him, right--
he's playing this American, Hunter McGrath,
who, by the way, the broadcaster just said
that he lost his mom to cancer.
That's so sad.
Right. Yoyo.
He started the match in peak physical condition.
So, if he was poisoned...
That hasn't been determined.
No. ELSBETH: If he was
drugged, then it seems to me
that it would have had to happen
during the match or just
before it. So, maybe
someone who was with him in the locker room saw something,
like this Hunter McGrath. Or his father.
Okay, l-let's get something straight.
I am the lead detective in this case, all right?
If you observe any misconduct, by all means,
say something. But otherwise...
Of course. Point... (whistles)
taken. (chuckles)
I like that tie, by the way.
(chuckles)
How do you want to proceed, boss?
We're asking anyone who was with Yoyo
just before the match started
if they might have seen something suspicious.
So, then, do you suspect some kind of foul play?
Uh, we're looking at all possibilities.
Is that your son? Yeah.
He's pretty shaken by this whole thing.
Well, but they decided to go on with the tournament
and Hunter advanced to the next round.
It's my job as his... his coach to prep him, so...
That's so interesting.
You're his father and his coach.
That must get tricky. Not so much. I used to play professionally,
so I know what he's going through. Uh, maybe you shouldn't Whoa.
touch the equipment. Right. Sorry.
I hear these are really great for your posture. Uh, so,
who was better? Ms. Tascioni.
What, between my son and me?
Exactly.
It feels like it'd be competitive,
you both having played tennis.
Not at all. I was a complete mediocrity.
But Hunter-- he's got the potential
to go all the way if he just stays...
focused. I'm sorry, I didn't... I didn't get your name.
Oh, Elsbeth Tascioni.
(chuckles) I actually have a cousin named Elsbeth.
(chuckles) Tell her I'm sorry.
BOBBY: She's just the lawyer.
They got her observing us.
At least, she's supposed to be observing. Anyway,
as I was saying... Yeah. Right. No. Um...
No, we haven't seen anything suspicious.
No one unauthorized or out of the ordinary with him?
No. Just the usual entourage.
Coach, nutritionist. He had a pretty girl with him.
He's going through some divorce.
Oh, what kind... BOBBY: Is there
anything else that you can think of?
Yeah, this-this doesn't have
any kind of special insight.
I just follow Yoyo like any other tennis player.
But if you ask me,
you should be looking at the Russians.
The Russians? Yeah, he was pretty outspoken after the invasion.
I think he got under Putin's skin.
I mean, it wouldn't be the first time
this guy put a hit out on someone.
No, that's good. The Russians. We'll look into that.
I wonder, though... I think we've taken up
enough of this man's time. Good luck.
Yoyo was a legend. I just,
I feel awful about what happened.
Of course you do.
Anyone would, right?
Right.
♪ ♪
(indistinct chatter)
Hey, towel dude.
Who are you?
I'm Ashlee, the ball girl.
I saw what you did with that towel.
Thought you were just trying to mess with the dude,
but then you low-key un-alived him.
(chuckles) So...
I don't know what you think you saw,
but maybe we should talk about this somewhere private?
(laughs) I think...
I'll stick to where people can see us.
And before you get any ideas,
I saved your towel.
(scoffs) Receipts, bruh.
Okay, so, why not go to the police and tell them
what you think you saw?
I could.
Or we could collab.
If you're gonna low-key sabotage all your son's opponents,
just read in a girl in. I could make arrangements.
No one is sabotaging anyone.
And what-what arrangements?
Vinny,
the hot dog guy. He takes
the ball crew's action on all the matches.
That's...
Tournament staff should not be placing bets on the matches.
Yeah, well, coaches shouldn't be murdering other players.
So, I guess
we're all acting a little sus.
Listen,
I could put real money on Hunter.
I'd cut you in, obvi.
Hmm.
Nice shoes.
Thanks.
They look expensive.
I'm kind of entering my rich era.
Ah.
Is that because you placed a bet on Hunter
before the last match?
(scoffs) What?
Yeah, so let me catch up here.
So-so you placed a huge bet
on the underdog right before someone sabotaged his opponent,
and now you have the murder weapon in your possession.
(chuckles)
I hate to break it to you, but you look guiltier than I do.
You try to take me down, and I'll bring you with me.
Damn! Uno reverse card.
Okay. Okay, so, uh...
If we're fam now...
how are we throwing off the scent?
We are not fam. What...
The most important thing you can do--
and I want you to listen to this very carefully, young lady--
is to never be seen
speaking to me again.
And anyway...
I spoke to the detectives. They're looking at the Russians.
The Russians? The Russians.
That's original.
But... (scoffs) fine.
Yeah, I can "yes and" the Russians.
"Yes and"? What? N-No.
Just don't-don't do anything.
Relax, bruh.
Let me cook.
I'm-a come in clutch for you. Yeah?
Oh! Sorry.
It's you.
Yes. (laughs)
I was looking for the restroom.
I got a little turned around.
Who was that girl you were talking to?
Just-just a ball girl.
The restrooms are
by the, uh, practice gym.
Right where I left you. Mm.
Okay.
Thank you. I love those ball kids.
They're so quiet.
(rolling tongue)
Feels like they could really sneak right up on you.
Maybe you should try out next year.
Oh.
No, I don't think I'd be good at that.
Plus, my knees.
So, what were you two talking about?
Nothing. She's a fan of Hunter.
Oh, was she working the match?
Maybe the detectives should ask if she saw anything.
Don't do that.
Because I already did.
Um, you know, to be helpful.
That's what we were discussing.
And, um... no luck.
Oh. That's too bad.
Ooh, do you think they have that in an extra small?
No idea. Um...
Aren't the detectives focused on the Russians?
Uh... Oh, yeah, they are.
They are, but I don't know...
(giggles)
Sorry. You have doubts?
It's just...
When the Russians assassinate someone,
they're trying to make a point,
you know, to scare the next person
who thinks of speaking out.
Killing a tennis giant on the sport's biggest stage
isn't making a point?
Well, except for you and a few people online,
no one's really suggesting them.
And their people haven't
leaked anything to change that.
So... (clicks tongue)
Kind of defeats the-- (growls)-- purpose, doesn't it?
What do I know? I'm just a tennis coach.
Oh, but you're a really, really good one, though.
I mean, I only had a few lessons as a girl,
but I wish I'd had someone like you.
Oh. Well, I'll teach you a few tips someday.
Really? (gasps) I would love that.
Any time. Oh, but, um, like when?
Ah, we, uh,
we're on the practice courts most afternoons.
But I-I really need to go.
Oh, sorry, yeah.
Uh, tell Hunter good luck. I'll be watching.
I'm getting that sense.
(chuckles) CASHIER: That all?
♪ ♪
(indistinct chatter)
(sighs heavily)
(clears throat)
Yeah?
Oh. Captain Wagner.
Uh, no, sit-sit down.
Sit down.
Just seeing how you're doing.
Oh, I-I'm fine. Good.
It seems that you hit it off
with our consent decree lawyer, Ms. Tascioni.
Uh, I'm not sure "hitting it off" is the...
Oh, but if it's inappropriate, I can absolutely...
Oh, no, no, no, no, no. I think it's good.
And...
we've got nothing to hide here, right?
(both chuckle)
Has she mentioned anything in particular
that she's looking into while she's here?
Or...
anyone?
We don't really talk about that.
She mentioned someone named Wali.
Hmm.
Well, keep up the great work.
Officer, I appreciate you.
The mayor has her here for a year,
and then she's back to Chicago. But you...
could have a long future in this department.
You've shown you've got the makings of a detective.
I appreciate that, sir.
Just keep me in the loop
if there's anything you think I ought to know.
I'm so glad you invited me to lunch.
I mean, look at this. This is so nice.
Yeah, well, you've been here a while now,
and we haven't really had a chance
to connect on a personal level.
I totally agree. Oh, what's that one again?
Oh, this one, uh...
...is fish.
(both laugh)
So, you're getting everything you need?
It seems like you have
taken a real interest
in us. Oh, yes, it's...
so fascinating.
I really love being in the field.
Yeah. I miss it sometimes.
I mean, this administrative thing,
the press conferences, uh...
it-it's not what attracted me to policing.
Well, why not go back? Be a detective again.
Oh, it-it doesn't work that way.
You know, when they offered me a promotion,
there was a certain prestige, and I thought...
Claudia deserves to be with someone like that.
Your wife. Oof.
She's amazing. Yeah.
Do you have family?
Yeah, a son. Teddy. (soft chuckle)
He's in D.C.,
works for a nonprofit.
He doesn't love it.
I wish he was more proactive,
but, um... (chuckles)
he doesn't like it it when I butt in, so...
No torture worse than an unhappy kid who doesn't want help.
Exactly. Oh, thank you.
Ooh, look at that, it's warmed up.
Yeah, I ask her to microwave them.
I know it's an office lunch,
but there's no need not to make it an occasion.
I'm glad we get this time. I...
I wanted to give you a chance to ask me anything you...
Um...
No.
Elsbeth. The-the...
That's really not how you're supposed to...
Of course.
Oh.
We need to see Detective Smullen.
Oh, so... Uh, sorry.
But our lunch. Um...
No, no. Work comes first. Okay.
(giggles)
(mutters)
Up until this point, Yoyo has been playing great.
Until... this changeover.
He's pretty sweaty, so he's giving himself
a very thorough toweling off.
And you think he, what-- toweled himself to death?
One of the drugs found in Yoyo's system-- nitroglycerin--
can be absorbed through the skin.
So, maybe someone
put the drug in his towel.
It seems far-fetched.
Right, Captain?
(groans)
Uh, okay, well, then,
even if the towel wasn't laundered or destroyed,
how the hell would you expect us to find it?
♪ ♪
(elevator bell dings)
♪ ♪
She's back.
(camera shutter clicking) (indistinct radio chatter)
What is this?
What is going on?
Ma'am, we received an anonymous tip.
Found it, sir.
You're going to need to come with us, ma'am.
Your bio says that you're a "model, makeup artist,
"wine lover, mermaid,
born Moldovan, now a citizen of the 'Earth emoji.'"
You got a lot of followers on this app.
People like what I have to say.
Yeah, I'm sure they're coming for the well-written captions.
I'm more interested in the Moldovan thing.
'Cause we checked, and it turns out
that you travel on a Russian passport.
Everyone bends truth on social media.
And since the war,
being Russian is not so good for brand.
I guess that's one reason to lie.
I can think of some others, though.
So how about you tell me why
we found a towel in your bag soaked with the same drug
that killed your boyfriend? I told you,
I don't know how that towel got into my things.
We know you were with Yoyo just before his match.
You gave him that towel, didn't you?
You didn't like what he had to say
about your buddy Vladimir.
No! I was there because Yoyo asked me to be.
But I didn't give him anything that would kill him.
Okay... (knocking)
Oh, he can't see me. (short chuckle)
(door opens)
Do you mind?
No, not at all.
Try asking her whether
she gave Yoyo any drugs.
Lady, she just said that she didn't.
Oh...
I hate to disagree, but... I will.
What she said was, "I didn't give him
anything that would kill him."
You see the difference?
This is why people don't like lawyers.
Really? I thought it was
the frivolous lawsuits and overbilling.
(sighs)
You said that you didn't
give him anything that would kill him.
But on the day of the match,
did you give him anything at all?
All week, he wanted to go two,
three times a day, but the man wasn't 22 anymore.
(sniffles)
He would get so sensitive about any sign of aging.
It'd make him so angry when he couldn't perform.
I just wanted him to do well in his match,
so I slipped him something.
Like ED medication?
You don't think that killed him, do you?
BOBBY: It doesn't change anything.
I got a girl in there who lied about being Russian,
who admitted to drugging him...
To partially drugging him.
There were two substances in Yoyo's system
and their interaction caused his death.
What if they came from two different people?
Meaning?
Well, the second person couldn't have known
that Yoyo was on ED meds.
So maybe we're not looking for a hitman.
Maybe we're looking for somebody
who just wanted to hurt Yoyo's tennis game
and wound up killing him by mistake.
BOBBY: We found the murder weapon in their room.
It was you who told us to look for the towel
in the first place.
Just take the win, lady.
Well, isn't it convenient, though, that we
found the towel after receiving
an anonymous tip telling us exactly where to find the towel?
I mean, aren't you curious who put in that call? No.
Do me a favor.
Check the hotel footage
and see if there's anything there.
Elsbeth, I'm sorry, until there is,
I agree with the detective.
The evidence is compelling.
Let's process this girl.
(indistinct chatter)
You. With me.
What'd you do?
They're saying on the news that they arrested...
they arrested the girlfriend after finding
some kind of evidence in her hotel room.
Yeah, because that's where I planted the towel.
Not you losing the plot.
I told you don't do anything.
Right. And didn't you also say
we shouldn't be seen in this side text?
(scoffs) Later, boomer.
CLIFF: You're playing tight,
Hunter. I'm tight because you're stressing me out.
Can you back off?
I'll back off when we win.
Don't you mean when I win?
Oh, yeah?
You think you'd be worth anything
without the work I've put into all this?
See, that's big words, coming from
the former number 87.
Let's go again.
Nah. I'm taking ten.
We don't have ten, Hunter...
Hunter.
I have to admit, I didn't expect you
to take me up on this so soon.
Oh, well, you said any time.
I did. I did.
Whoops. It's okay, no, no, no.
You can leave it there. Just...
It's okay. Just nice and soft.
All right.
Oh. Sorry about that.
You must be feeling relieved.
I saw the police made an arrest.
Oh, yeah, they did. Irina.
Have you ever had chronic chest pains?
No. Why?
Oh. It's just, um, Yoyo was exposed
to two different drugs.
Irina helps us account for the first.
Erection meds.
Oh, my.
Yeah. And the second one-- nitroglycerine--
is often prescribed for chest pains.
Side effects include dizziness, fatigue.
Things that wouldn't by themselves
be likely to kill you, but, um,
definitely mess up your tennis game.
Okay, service, please.
Ooh!
Sorry. No, that's okay.
Just fix your grip, like you're shaking hands, okay?
Oh, okay.
So, I'm not sure I'm following
with the nitroglycerine.
Well, I think that we're looking
at a second drugger.
Someone who wanted Yoyo to lose...
and got unlucky when he ended up dead.
Boy, whoever that is
must be feeling really guilty
right now.
Okay, I'm ready.
Oh! I won a point.
You are a quick learner.
I don't know about that.
I think we should end the lesson here.
Oh. I-I just, um...
No, actually, I got a call scheduled.
Uh, it's a big sponsor circling Hunter, so...
Oh, is that 'cause he's doing so well
in the tournament?
I read that he's one of the favorites to win.
I can only imagine how much you want that for him.
Of course. He's my son.
Oh, I get it.
I have a son, too.
And I know we, as parents,
would do just about anything for our kids.
I got to make that call.
Okay. Okay.
Thanks for the lesson.
Hi, Hunter.
Hey.
Oh, wow. Look at her.
She looks so amazing.
Uh, yeah. She's won, like, a bunch of majors.
We actually used to date.
Was that hard, dating another tennis player?
I mean, well, we were, like, 14.
Oh. (chuckles) I was homeschooled,
so it was kind of the only option.
This really has been your whole life, hasn't it?
Yeah. I mean, that's the deal
when your dad's the coach.
It's not easy.
Especially since my mom...
She was the peacemaker.
You deserved more time with her.
I-I'll say this for him.
My dad was an amazing caretaker.
I mean, when the heart stuff got really bad,
he took her to all her doctor visits,
tracked all her meds.
Heart?
I-I thought the TV said it was cancer.
Uh, no, they always get that wrong.
And everyone hears "dead mom," "gone too soon," and they always
just go right to cancer, but no.
It was her heart.
You okay?
Oop. Oh.
Hey. Oh.
His wife had heart disease.
Slow down. His who? What?
And also, what the hell are you wearing?
Um, Hunter McGrath's dad, Cliff--
his wife died of heart failure.
And what do they frequently prescribe
patients with chest pains?
Transdermal nitroglycerine ointment.
The same substance we found in the towel. Hold on.
That's a fine theory, but there were a lot of folks
that had access to those towels
and we just brought one in.
I'm gonna show you some security footage stills.
How about that? This is you in Irina Ivanova's hotel
walking down the hallway towards the gym.
This is you in the gym.
And this is you leaving the hotel,
taking out your phone
at the exact same moment that we received
an anonymous tip about the murder weapon
being in Irina's room.
What if-- and this is crazy, I know--
more than one person in the world
made a phone call at the same time?
(imitates explosion)
We know that you poisoned Johann Arnaldo
with that towel.
What towel?
Okay.
Why did you send-- using
a public pay app-- $200
to a hot dog vendor named Vinny
just before the match,
and why did Vinny send you back
a significantly larger amount hours later,
right after Hunter was declared the winner?
Can't remember.
Hey, can I vape in here?
Look, I get it.
Don't tell my superiors but, you know, I've been known
to put a little action on my Giants every now and then.
So, take some advice from me.
Pay your bookie offline.
I mean, you may think that you're Danny Ocean,
but you're not as good at this crime stuff
as you think you are. Danny who?
From the movie.
Da...
Never mind. Answer the question.
Fine.
I put money on Hunter.
But check the time stamp,
'cause I guarantee it was before the coin toss.
So?
You're telling me someone put
some kind of murder towel on one side of the court.
But if it was me,
how did I know who to bet on
if they hadn't picked their sides yet?
Your math's not mathing.
KAYA: This girl's a real piece of work.
Such a good point.
Uh, thank you?
I can't believe
I didn't think to ask.
Ask what?
If the towels were placed before the coin toss,
how could Cliff have known that Hunter
wouldn't be the one to got drugged?
Maybe he didn't do it.
Uh, don't you need to be observing?
That was an astonishing semifinal victory.
Obviously, we're all gutted
about the loss of a legend in Yoyo Arnaldo.
But how have you managed to put that trauma behind you and--
it has be said-- play the best tennis of your career?
Well, I think part of it
is the energy and crowd here in New York.
(cheering)
I grew up here.
You know, I still live and train here.
But really, I have to attribute it to my mom.
You know, she always wanted to see me win in New York,
and I got to believe she's still watching.
So, I'm playing for her.
(chanting): Hunter! Hunter! Hunter!
Great job. They've got a car waiting for us downstairs.
Congratulations. Forgive us,
but he really needs to get his rest.
Actually, I was just hoping
that maybe you would autograph this towel?
Got a marker?
Yes.
Thank you.
You know they sell these towels in the merch store?
The same ones the players use.
Anyone can buy themselves one if they needed a spare.
Fascinating. Hunter, come on.
You know what, I've been studying and reading up
on tennis since our lesson.
One thing the books never talk about is the coin toss.
What about it?
How does it work?
Well, well, the winner gets to choose
whether to serve or to receive
but if he prefers, he can pick a side of the court.
But players always change sides of the courts
after the first game, so it rarely impacts the outcome.
Oh.
I think Yoyo would disagree.
Why do I get the sense that you're not here
to learn about tennis strategy?
I've watched the match between Yoyo and Hunter
dozens of times
and I never thought to ask,
if he had won the coin toss,
which side would Hunter have chosen?
Hunter would have chosen to serve.
ELSBETH: Huh.
Isn't that interesting?
I'm not sure what you're getting at, but my son's about to play
the biggest match of his life,
and we be both need to be focused on that.
So if you need us to answer any more questions,
I'll ask you to do so through my lawyer.
Hunter.
Let's go.
Bye, Hunter. Bye.
You did great.
Great win today, but you're still
not coming in aggressively enough.
You lied to that woman.
Huh?
That match with Yoyo.
You told me to pick the side, not the serve.
Why lie?
To that Elsbeth woman? Who cares? She's a loon.
I like her. I don't know.
I got mixed up, come on. Just don't... Forget about that.
Don't let this woman get in your head.
Just focus on the final.
(chuckles) We're so close, man.
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Thanks again for inviting me. This is very exciting.
I wish you hadn't insisted on reimbursing me for the ticket.
The department gets comps every year.
Oh. (chuckles)
I think this just keeps things nice and tidy.
(clears throat)
Uh, should be starting soon, right?
What's going on?
Why aren't you on the bike?
What's the point? I-I mean,
everyone just expects me to choke out there anyway.
Choke? Where's this coming from?
I overheard some of the staff.
Apparently they're all betting on the match.
This is getting crazy. These people work for the tournament.
Whatever. The point is
they're betting on me to lose.
You have beaten Dmitri a dozen times.
You are the better player. Listen, hey,
pay no attention to it.
You and I know the work you've put in.
We know what you got to show out there.
You go out there, relax
and execute.
Yeah? Mm-hmm.
Hey.
I believe in you.
(chuckles softly)
Now, who were these guys?
(sighs) Just...
just a couple of ball boys.
(indistinct chatter)
You telling your friends to bet against my son?
Nah, dude... (sighs) I'm off all that.
What do you know?
Dude, I thought we said no talking.
Tell me exactly what... Step back or I'll scream.
I'm not even touching you... Stop gaslighting me!
Sir, you're too close.
Geez...
Here we go. (crowd cheering)
I'll receive.
Hey. Hey, Hunter.
(mouthing)
(whispers): Don't touch your towel.
What?
Speak up.
Don't touch your towel.
My towel?
Why?
UMPIRE: Will the player please proceed with the game?
What's wrong with my towel?
Just trust me, get a new one.
Why shouldn't I touch the towel?
UMPIRE: Delay of play. Point penalty,
Mr. McGrath. Love-15.
Why shouldn't I touch the towel, Dad?
Never mind. Just go-go-go-go play.
No, not until you tell me.
Just trust me. Get out there right now.
UMPIRE: Delay of play. Point penalty,
Mr. McGrath. Love-30.
Tell me why I shouldn't touch the towel, Dad.
Because that ball girl drugged it
'cause she's trying to sabotage you!
I would like to withdraw. What?
I'm withdrawing from the tournament.
What's he saying?
What's he doing?
(crowd murmuring, whistling)
(crowd clamoring, jeering)
Hey, Hunter.
WAGNER: Cliff McGrath,
you're under arrest for the murder of Johann Arnaldo.
What?
No. What are... Wait-wait a minute.
What are you doing?
Come with us. Stop...
Come on. CLIFF: This is a mistake.
I'm telling you, it's the ball girl.
That's the one you want. Oh, we want her. But we definitely
want you, too. Look, you test that towel
that she handed to Hunter and you'll see. She-She's...
she's the one who's poisoning the players.
Well, that's the thing. You seem to know
exactly how Yoyo's killer got to him.
But the police never said
anything publicly about a towel.
The ball boys. My son heard 'em.
I asked him to say that.
The towel's clean. The ball girl didn't do anything.
So you were, what, acting?
Son, you were acting with-with this nutjob against...
against your family?
I didn't want to believe her.
I-I thought you were gonna prove her wrong.
I hope you know that you just
threw away your whole career. Fine.
I mean, look at how crazy it made you.
You killed someone, Dad. I'm gonna get out of this.
You think I can't afford a good lawyer?
Psst.
I'm gonna flip on you so hard.
Not me entering my snitch era. (chuckles)
Oh... I got to say,
I wouldn't have minded if Hunter had
played a little longer before conceding.
Those were good seats.
(chuckles) I don't know.
I think I'm gonna get into pickleball.
Much lower stakes.
Whew. So, how's your Teddy doing, by the way?
Oh, you're so sweet to ask.
He is doing great.
He just got this new job at a non-profit
that he's really excited about. Aw, that's fantastic news.
Yeah, it really i...
Hang on.
Why don't you look surprised?
Me? You didn't...
Oh, no.
Okay, okay.
Our foundation does some work with them,
and I mentioned I knew a great candidate,
and your son did the rest.
Oh, no, no, no, no.
I mean, thank you.
(weak chuckle) You made Teddy...
very happy, and that's the mo...
Thank you.
That was so thoughtful of you.
Of course.
I think of us as friends.
And I'm sure you'll do the same for me one day.
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