I know who killed your brother.
I've been waiting for over a year
for a break in this case.
You can't be involved.
When we are literally this close,
you want me to just stop?
Yes.
You just got out of prison!
Sweet, sweet freedom.
There's some videos you're gonna wanna see.
Well...
Here we are.
Well, hello, old friend.
Cheer up, Max.
As my campaign says, better days ahead.
His mom sent him away after Daniel was murdered.
I need to talk to him.
He's in college, out east.
Okay. Ricky will get you a flight, and we'll figure out
what's really going on inside that club.
Seleena LaFleur.
I do need a singer.
I'm the reason your brother is dead.
Daniel's dead because of me.
Look, just start from the beginning.
Tell me what happened that night.
Uh...
Daniel and I went to my mom's club
to get a textbook, uh, she bought me.
She forgot it there.
There it is.
Daniel was tutoring me.
Right over here.
Hide, hide, hide!
-Why? -Just hide!
That's good. Right there.
We can talk.
I recognized that voice.
It was a guy named Locke.
Roman Locke?
You know him?
The police are very aware of him, yes.
My mom always said he was bad news.
It's probably why I wasn't allowed in the club.
She didn't want me anywhere near him.
What was he doing there?
I don't know.
The club was closed.
Must've been some kind of secret meeting or something.
Secret meeting with who? Who was there?
I don't know.
From where we were hiding, uh, in the back,
it was too hard to see.
I got a guy, he's gonna take some pictures.
He's gonna make it look real.
Pictures of who?
The other person that was there?
No, they mentioned something about someone's career
getting ruined, and how it was gonna help them both.
Help the how? What do you mean?
I don't know. I... I don't know.
Okay.
What happened next?
Check it out.
What are we gonna do?
Stay quiet and don't move.
Who the hell are you?
Sorry.
I didn't know anybody else was here.
Answer the question.
I'm Dan, new busboy.
I just came early to take out the trash.
That can wait.
Now get lost.
Sure, man.
No problem.
All clear, boss.
That busboy saw us together, we can't take any chances.
Find out who it is.
Then call Zippo and have him taken care of.
Next day...
Daniel was murdered.
Did you tell anyone?
Just my mom.
And she said not to say anything.
All right, Samson, last thing.
That night at the club.
This other person that was there.
Did you get a look at them?
No.
Look, Samson.
I need you to hear this, okay?
None of this makes you responsible
for Daniel's death. All right?
I made the noise, and he covered for me.
It's my fault.
Hey.
I'm so, so sorry.
It's okay.
Hey.
It's okay.
What'd he say?
Samson was there. He heard everything.
Roman Locke sent the hit on Daniel.
He's the reason my brother's dead.
We need to find him.
Well, not a problem. I'm looking at him right now.
What? Max, stay away from him.
He's dangerous. All right?
Samson just agreed to testify, and I'm bringing him home.
We're gonna end this... now.
Okay, just get home fast, Ellis.
All right.
You're a damn cop, and you're gonna die.
I'm sorry, what?
I just got off the phone with my son
who said that I sent him a text
telling him to talk to a cop.
But I didn't send it.
If Locke finds out that you're a cop,
he is going to kill you.
First of all, I'm not even a cop.
Who the hell is my son talking to?
The detective's name is Ellis.
He's Daniel's brother.
And he's been trying to solve Daniel's murder
for the past two years.
Daniel saved Samson's life.
Well, with Samson's testimony--
No! There is no way that my son will testify.
Why not?
Look, I am so sorry that Daniel died,
but nothing is gonna bring him back.
My son is still alive,
and I'd like to keep him that way.
I know Ellis.
You can trust him.
He can help keep you and Samson safe.
Your partner, he can't keep us safe.
No one can.
The police can.
No, they can't.
Locke is, is... protected.
By who?
By someone inside the police department.
♪
Is...
is he dead?
Shot twice, execution style.
Somebody was afraid he was gonna talk.
I didn't see the shooter. Did you?
No.
All right.
Wipe down everything you touched
and let's get outta here. -Okay.
Here.
Anything?
I checked all the CCTV cameras from Tyson's neighborhood.
I can't find the shooter anywhere.
Damn it.
Elena from the club said that when Tyson stopped by,
he asked for Locke.
She didn't hear the whole conversation
except that they talked about how you were
sniffing around Daniel's murder.
That's why Locke had Tyson killed.
To tie up that loose end.
All right, I just talked to one of my pals on the inside.
He confirmed what Elena said.
Locke's got some serious protection from someone
inside the department.
-Any names? -No.
But it does explain how he's made such a mark
for himself in such a short time.
This is true.
I hacked into the police database,
and when I was digging-- -Ricky.
I told you to stop doing that.
Then tell your IT department to stop using encryption
algorithms from before Justin Bieber started shaving.
Anyway, look at this.
I sifted through case files and reports that had
anything to do with Locke.
And there's a clear pattern here.
Locke was being investigated for drugs, money laundering,
organized crime, and was said to be connected
to four unsolved murders.
Yeah. Then two years ago, something changed.
It looks like as his crime network grew,
arrests in his organization dropped off.
Yeah, just a couple of small-time busts.
And all the raids turned up nothing.
He was getting tipped off.
Just like when we had that first big lead on Zippo.
Remember that?
And then, boom, he just bolts,
minutes before Simmons got there.
We need to get Samson back into town ASAP
and get him to testify.
No. Absolutely not.
What do you mean?
That kid's testimony is gonna put Locke away.
I don't care.
First, Locke has my brother killed, and now Tyson?
I'm not risking that boy's life too.
Two years.
Two years of coming up with nothing
And now I finally have a witness
and I can't even use him!
Damn it!
Hey.
We understand.
Let me go back to the club and see what I can dig up.
This isn't over.
But you gotta stay here, okay?
Promise?
Okay.
What are you doing back here?
I got a set at 9:30.
I don't walk out on a gig.
I warn you...
if you say or do anything to put me
or my son in danger--
I'm just here to sing my little heart out, okay?
When you find your replacement,
I'll be out of your hair.
You've got to be kidding me.
What part of stay away don't you understand?
I can't just sit around and wait anymore.
It's been two years.
Can't you give us a few more days?
Look, I know Locke had my brother killed.
I need to put pressure on him right now.
Get him to make a move.
Okay, so you do have a death wish.
You still don't get it, do you?
This isn't about me.
I don't matter.
You matter to me.
Ladies and gentlemen,
welcome back to our stage, Seleena LaFleur.
Well... looks like you're up.
♪ Who's gonna tell you when... ♪
♪ It's too late? ♪
♪ Who's gonna tell you things... ♪
♪ Aren't so great? ♪
♪ You can't go on ♪
♪ thinking ♪
♪ nothing's wrong. ♪
♪ Who's gonna drive you home ♪
♪ tonight? ♪
Detective Ellis.
I was wondering when you were gonna show.
You know, Locke, you're gonna get used to
seeing me around here, 'cause I'm gonna be
here a lot now.
Every day, in fact.
And I'll be watching you.
Where you go, what you do,
who you talk to.
Well, that sounds like a lotta work.
Why don't we go somewhere for a private chat?
♪ Who's gonna pay attention ♪
♪ to your dreams? ♪
♪ Tonight. ♪
Over here. Straight ahead.
You. Leave.
I'm not wearing a wire.
This place gets swept for bugs every day, so...
we can speak freely.
Sit.
Wait outside. Make sure we're not disturbed.
You know...
you are even more of a pain in the ass
than your brother was.
That ends tonight.
Listen...
I don't want a war.
That just...
gets messy.
And messy's not good for business.
And if I'm being honest, you really can't win anyway.
But...
I am in a position to make you an offer.
And all you gotta do is play nice.
Be a friend.
Not an enemy.
What do I get in return?
Well, you get to write your ticket in the department.
Look... I've been watching you.
And you have had a rough go of it these last few years.
But with the right people behind you,
better days ahead.
And if I say no?
Well, then we look behind door number 2,
and there's not much of a future there.
Why did my brother have to die?
Door number 2 it is.
That day at the club, who were you talking to?
What are you talking about?
You were talking about some photographs
and... and blackmail, a new business arrangement.
Who are you talking to?
How do you know any of that?
Then you got your goon to follow my brother Daniel,
and you put Zippo on the hit.
How do you know that?
Who was it?
Tell me right now. How do you know that?!
You should've got your guy to check
that back office better.
Are you telling me there was someone else there?
If you shoot me, you'll never find out.
I'll take my chances.
You should've picked door number 1.
No, no, no, no, no. Get up here.
You know what's funny?
All this fuss...
and I don't even remember your brother's name.
His name...
was...
...Daniel!
Why'd my brother have to die?
Ellis.
Ellis. What are you doing?
Ellis, look at me.
Don't do this.
This is not who you are.
Let me take you home.
Let's go home.
♪
You could've died back there.
Yeah, well, I didn't.
I've never seen you do anything without a plan.
And when I saw you walk off with Locke,
I don't think you believed that you were
ever gonna come back.
Why?
Max, can we not?
Why did you say that you don't matter?
Max, it's over.
What could possibly make you think that you don't matter?
There's something you don't know about Daniel's story.
That night after the club, he called me.
Said he needed to talk to me.
That... that it was important.
The next day, he called me back,
left the same message.
And I didn't call him back.
I was too busy on a case.
Ellis... It wasn't your fault.
I didn't call him back.
Ellis.
I remember thinking...
God, he probably just needs a favor for one of those
dumb kids he's working with.
Ellis, stop.
He was trying to tell me about Locke.
He was scared and he needed help.
And I just couldn't be bothered.
No, Ellis.
You didn't know.
If I would've just called him back,
he'd still be here.
He was my brother.
He was my little baby brother.
It's okay.
Did you sleep?
Uh... not much.
Well, good thing I made breakfast.
Coffee? Croissant?
Painkillers?
No, I should...
I should get home.
Really?
Yeah.
What is it?
I know who the mole in the department is.
You defied me yet again.
I told you to stay away from this case, Ellis.
I know, and I'm sorry. Okay?
But you're gonna wanna hear this.
Let's hear him out, at least.
Who is this witness you mentioned?
He's an 18-year-old kid.
He was with Daniel the day before he was murdered.
And he overheard the same conversation
that got Daniel killed.
What was the conversation about?
He overheard Locke talking with somebody about some...
smear campaign.
He doesn't have all the details.
He's really traumatized by the whole thing.
How will you ensure his safety before he testifies?
That's the easy part.
Place him and his mother in protective custody.
That's not everything.
We have a mole in the department.
Somebody on the inside is feeding Locke information.
Who?
I don't know.
But nobody except the people in this room can know about
what's happening or who we're protecting.
This has to remain between us.
That makes sense.
I hope you agree.
Okay.
Where's the safe house?
I found a house on the outskirts of town.
It'll do.
Select officers are gonna be stationed there day and night,
but they won't be given any details.
All of this will remain strictly confidential.
You have our word.
Good work, Detective.
Thanks.
I can't get past this stupid level.
Well, maybe it's time to give up.
I'm not a quitter, so I'm not gonna do that.
Sometimes being a real winner is knowing when to quit.
So...
Hey, Jim.
You relieving us?
I sure am.
What's, uh, with all the secrecy?
Don't know.
That's why they call it a secret.
Charges are inside. Nobody goes in but Ellis.
You gonna be okay on your own?
Yeah, got my coffee. Clocking overtime.
No complaints here.
Okay, well...
have a good one.
Just a signature when you have a moment.
I hate to get ahead of myself, but as of now,
I am four points ahead in the mayor's race.
Congratulations.
Now, if I do end up in office,
I'm going to need a new commissioner.
Me, ma'am?
I've never even thought of throwing my hat in that ring.
Well, start thinking.
I have to take this.
Commissioner Russo here.
It's done.
Both mother and son are dead.
I shot them just like you asked.
Wonderful.
Thanks for getting back to me.
I'll call Locke to let him know.
Mm-hmm.
Bravo, Jimbo.
Very convincing.
Go to hell.
Hey, Jim. I'm sure you'll be fine.
Hell, I hear they love cops in prison.
But first we're gonna play a game.
And it's called, 'Can ballistics prove that
Jim's gun was used in any other murders?'
It's done.
Jim's in cuffs.
He confirmed everything you thought.
Commissioner.
You're under arrest.
That's funny.
We know that was Jim who just called.
He just confirmed that you ordered him
to kill Elena and Samson Ramos.
Why would I do that?
The night before my brother was killed,
he overheard a conversation between Locke
and somebody else.
They were discussing a smear campaign.
Thanks to Jim, we now know that
that other person was you.
What you didn't know, until I told you and Li,
was that Samson was also hiding
in that office that night.
And you were only Deputy Commissioner back then.
But you were so ambitious, weren't you?
So, when your predecessor resigned in the wake of
a scandal after photos of an affair emerged,
you were promoted.
Photos, by the way, he always claimed were fabricated.
But you knew that.
That was the deal you made with Locke, right?
He would get rid of the commissioner
and you'd protect his business interests.
This is insane.
And when I got too close to one of Locke's operations,
he called in a favor.
That's when you had Jim plant those drugs in my car.
You even had me convinced of it.
Killed the investigation and had me demote Ellis.
Toni.
Cuff her.
With pleasure.
If it means anything...
I didn't know Daniel was your brother at the time.
You know, it makes me sick that you're still
standing here and he's not.
But at least you'll rot in a prison cell
for the rest of your life.
Take her away.
One more loose end to tie up.
♪
Roman Locke, you're under arrest.
One phone call and I'm out in an hour.
Yeah, I don't think so.
See, Russo already made her one phone call.
It was to her attorney.
Doesn't look like better days ahead for you.
Get him outta here.
We brought down the trifecta today, folks.
A criminal, a politician, and a police officer.
It's like the Breakfast Club of bad guys.
Ballistics just confirmed.
They matched Jim's gun with the bullet that killed Tyson.
And why did he have to die?
Well, actually, Jim sang like a canary.
He told us all about it. Couldn't get him to shut up.
Tyson was someone that Daniel knew.
So, they used him to lure Daniel to the alley where...
Zippo shot him.
Why? Why would he do that?
Locke's people threatened Tyson's family.
So, with Russo, Jim, and Locke all flipping on each other,
Samson won't have to testify after all.
You know, the irony of all this is that Russo
was the one that put Max and I together.
If she hadn't done that, I mean,
we would've never solved this case.
Wait.
Did you just give me a compliment?
Maybe.
But there's more.
Here.
What's this?
Open it.
Guys!
Wait, are you actually lost for words?
Oh my God, I think we broke her.
You do understand that's not a real badge,
so don't go arresting anyone, okay?
Okay, but what if I say "just kidding" right after?
No.
And it was all Ellis's idea, the badge part.
I added the sparkles.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
Let me see that.
Hey. You got a sec?
Yeah, sure.
There's no easy way to say this.
The brass is putting you on leave.
Really?
Look, there's gonna be a huge Internal Affairs
investigation now, and upstairs is worried
that your off-the-books involvement is gonna make this
more of a PR nightmare than it already is.
No, I get it.
Ellis, I'm gonna fight this.
I already have calls into the mayor,
interim commissioner, and the police--
Chief. Thank you, but...
maybe this is a good thing.
I think I need a little break.
The past two years, all I did was think about
catching Daniel's killer, bringing them to justice.
And now we did that.
What are you gonna do?
I don't know.
Thanks for always having my back, Chief.
I mean that.
You take care, Ellis.
You too.
Remember the rules I spoke about?
Those rules were my North Star.
Those rules were there for a reason.
Because they work. They keep you safe and free.
So...
imagine my surprise one day when this man
who'd lived his whole life by the rules,
was caught completely off guard.
I met someone who reminded me of myself when I was his age.
I remember how terrified and alone I felt
when my father left.
So, against my better judgment, I took him in.
I became his mentor, taught him everything I know,
and together we became a great team.
Until one day, I had to walk away...
to protect my freedom.
I retreated back to my rules, my North Star.
Of course, it's a much different man you see
before you now.
Though, in many ways, I'm still that 13-year-old kid
trying to figure things out.
But before the journey ends, I want you to know the truth.
I was wrong about everything.
And you were right.
I did the same thing to you that my father did to me.
I turned my back on somebody I truly cared about
because I was afraid.
And before it's too late, I just want to tell you,
I'm sorry.
I'm so proud of you and the man you have become.
Take care, George.
Did you ever find out how he died?
Uh, there's...
heart medication in his belongings
and the autopsy uncovered a degenerative
heart condition.
So, he knew he was dying.
Whatever happened between you two?
Story as old as time, Ricky.
I met a girl.
The remarkable Vivian.
Yeah.
He didn't like her?
He thought she'd be a distraction.
Part of Ashford's code was you had to be able and willing
to make a clean getaway at a moment's notice.
So, he made you choose.
It was the last time I ever saw him.
I always figured he'd hate my guts till the day he died.
He came all this way just to see you
and to give you this very special gift.
Did he?
We are talking about the greatest con man
who ever lived.
How do we know this isn't just one last scam
from beyond the grave?
We're about to find out.
Freeze, sucka!
You're under arrest.
Okay, you got me.
Wow. That felt just as cool as I thought it would.
I'm gonna use this to get into so many
museums, movies, concerts.
I hope the power doesn't go to my head.
I think we're past that.
A little birdie told me that you were put on leave.
Yeah, I'm just gonna take some time for myself.
What are you gonna do?
Well, I finally got the boat running.
The boat's gonna boat?
Yes, the boat actually boat's now.
Gonna finally take that trip Daniel talked about.
That's awesome.
You and Marc?
Yeah. Me and Marc.
And you, if you wanna come.
Um...
Sorry, I'm just springing this on you right now.
Springing this whole trip on myself, to be honest.
Oh, yeah. That's okay. I, um...
I was gonna leave at dawn.
Yeah.
I just gotta...
see about something first.
Yeah. Of course.
I'm not saying no.
No, no, no, I get... I get it.
Okay.
So, dawn?
Yeah.
Okay.
Where in the world have you been?
Yeah, we were waiting for you.
I just had to see about something.
All right, well, let's get to it.
If this goes as planned, we'll be on our way
to our private island like we always dreamed of.
I can't wait.
You okay?
Yeah. I'm great.
Uh... let's get this started.
Are you ready?
Not everything has to be a reveal, Ricky.
Oh, yes.
It does.
Okay.
Good reveal.
Follow me.
One of the reasons we rented this loft
was that it came with all this space.
And...
we needed it for this.
This is unbelievable!
A complete replica of Ashford's office.
It's my Venus de Milo.
My David.
And our ticket to a brighter future.
Because, kids, somewhere in this office is the key
to unlocking Ashford's millions.
Yeah.
And all we gotta do is find it.
All right, I need you both to tell me everything.
Don't leave out a single detail.
I wanna bask in the glory of your brilliance.
Okay.
If you remember, after I told you that Ashford
was brought to the morgue under his alias, Uriah Heep,
I took his watch.
Yeah, he loved that watch. He never took it off.
And we know why.
It wasn't just a regular watch.
It's a con man's watch.
It has a secret compartment, almost impossible to detect.
When I opened it, this was inside.
It's a memory card.
There were two things loaded onto it.
The videos Ashford recorded for you,
and a link to an offshore bank account.
Ashford's bank account.
From what I remember over the years, he must've put
100 mill in there, maybe more.
We're about to find out.
To access the account, there are 12 passwords
that need to be entered in the correct order.
But if we make three mistakes, the link shuts down.
And what happens then?
Whatever's sitting in that account will be lost forever.
And before you even ask, it's impossible to hack,
even for me.
How the hell are we supposed to figure out
12 random passwords?
They could be anything.
You're right.
No, I don't wanna be right.
But you are.
It's impossible.
You're wrong.
I thought you said I was right.
It's impossible for most people.
But we are not most people.
Amen!
When we told you the SD card contained video diaries
and a link to his bank account,
you said they had to be connected.
Well, absolutely.
Ashford wasn't prone to sentimentality.
To him, everything was a challenge.
A test of your worthiness.
Well, with that in mind, we started watching the videos
over and over to see what we could find.
It took us a long time.
We just couldn't find a connection.
But then the clues started to emerge.
Everything you need to know is always right in front of you.
You just have to look more closely.
We realized he was trying to say the answers
are in the videos.
Everything meant something.
Every word, everything we could see.
It was just up to us to figure it out.
So, where in Sam Hill do you start?
That was the question.
The first part was staring us in the face.
The office.
Mm-hmm. Ashford could've recorded each video
sitting behind his desk or on a chair.
That would've been the easiest thing to do.
He could've just set a camera up and pressed record,
but instead he moved it every time.
Look.
Ah, he wanted us to see every inch of the space.
Mm-hmm. So, while I set up this room,
Max was figuring out how to decipher the clues.
The first penny dropped when I sprained my ankle
and I couldn't walk.
I had a lot of time to watch Ashford's videos.
I suppose I've always admired
the indifference of time to the weight of memory.
No matter what.
It just keeps on ticking.
Wait, did I see what I think I just saw?
Watch it again.
The watch moves.
The desk, it's magnetized.
Ashford let us see that on purpose.
That's how we knew it had to be a key to the puzzle.
Most things in this room are replicas.
But I knew we had to have the actual desk.
It wasn't easy, but I managed to get it shipped here.
This is his real desk?
Yep. Show him, Ricky.
This watch...
has multiple facets.
Which means the etchings on the glass refract light
in very particular directions.
But it depends on where the light source
is coming from.
The magnet in the desk locks the watch into place.
But if we don't know the correct angle
of the light source,
we won't get the right answer.
So, how do we figure that out?
He told us that too.
Time has always been a critical part of my life,
and profession, of course.
Timing security guards making the rounds.
A countdown to an alarm trigger.
The position of the sun as it beams through a window.
So, the light source is a sunbeam
through that window?
Exactly.
But the sun's position is different depending on
the hour of day, your location on Earth,
and the time of year.
So, how did you figure all that out?
And that little voice inside of you,
that thing we call instinct,
is trying to guide you with confidence.
See where he touched the globe?
I zoomed in and voila!
So, we know Bermuda.
Next we just needed to figure out the day.
Maybe because I'm getting older, or...
maybe because today is Father's Day.
Father's Day.
The third Sunday of every June.
Now what about the time?
So, everywhere in his office, you see a bunch of clocks.
But if you look closely, each clock is set to 2:36,
and it never changes.
So... if it's 2:36 PM on Father's Day in Bermuda...
the sun is shining through that window.
Exactly...
like so.
Wow.
Aww, you guys are geniuses.
Okay, so each shaft of light corresponds with an hour
on the clock face.
If you look around,
each one falls on a particular object.
We believe those objects are the passwords we need
to access the bank account.
Now, this is as far as we got.
Everything's new from here on in.
All right. Let's give it a shot, guys.
Okay, so 1:00 would be there.
It's an hourglass.
Hourglass.
S... S...
Yes!
It worked!
You guys are geniuses.
That didn't sound good. What'd you do, Ricky?
I didn't do anything.
It's a countdown timer.
Another challenge.
What's next, snakes?
Okay, we gotta move quickly.
Don't forget, we only have three strikes or we're out.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Stop wasting time!
Let's go! -Okay, okay, okay.
2:00.
That's a fox. Yeah.
F-O-X.
Yes! Yes, yes, yes.
She'll be here.
3:00. Conch.
Conk.
It doesn't matter.
A seashell.
Seashell it is.
Damn it! We only have two more mistakes.
It must be conch.
No, no, wait.
Ashford wasn't a superstitious man,
but there was one lucky charm he carried
with him everywhere.
It was a shell he picked up in Fiji.
He was on a boat, it capsized, he nearly drowned.
He came to on the beach, nearly dead,
with a seashell in his hand.
He never found out how that seashell got there.
But he always thanked Fiji for saving his life.
This is a fail safe. He's testing me.
The answer is Fiji.
4:00.
Hat?
No.
Fedora.
Ashford loved a good fedora.
Yes! Okay.
5:00. Vase
Vase.
It doesn't matter. Who cares?
Yes! Yes.
Okay. Um... 6:00.
Book.
Damn it!
If we get this wrong, we lose everything.
But if it's not book, what is it?
I got it.
Our revels now are ended.
These are actors, as I foretold you,
were all spirits
and are now melted into thin air.
Ashford quoted Shakespeare's The Tempest
in one of his videos.
That was his favorite play.
It's gotta be Tempest.
It's gotta be!
Uh...
Yes, yes, yes.
Okay. 7:00. Camera.
8:00. Telescope.
Okay. Uh... 9:00. Window.
10:00... uh... clock.
11:00. Globe?
No, no, wait!
Ashford never missed his nightly Scotch.
Try Scotch.
Are you sure?
Yes?
Yes!
Yes.
Okay.
Last one.
There's no more beams of light.
Okay. Well, what could the password be?
Okay, guys, there's only 90 seconds left.
Uh...
Okay, Dad. Think!
You knew him better than anybody.
Um...
Ashford always said that every con came down to one thing.
Unraveling what's most important to your mark.
What's most important?
What's the last word?
And you know, I do love to have the last word.
I know what it is.
Dad.
It's you.
After all these years, he came back here
just for you.
He loved you, and he wanted you to know that.
All of this is about you. Even the last word.
I'm so proud of you
and the man you have become.
Take care, George.
Ricky, try George.
Uh...
Uh... guys.
It's, uh... it's $103 million.
It's $103 million!
How did we do that? Come on!
Honey, what's wrong? Why aren't you happy?
Of course I am.
So why don't you look happy?
I need to let you go.
What do you mean?
Go. Honey, go to him.
I'll be fine.
I love you, Dad.
Yeah. I love you too, sweetheart.
Just wish your mom was still alive to see this.
Me too.
Was I crazy to think she was gonna show?
Mom?
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