Endgame (2011): Season 1, Episode 1 - Opening Moves - full transcript

(light piano music)

Check.

Really?

Don't worry, you're doing fine, relax.

You have a solid Sveshnikov,
it's developing well.

You're only one pawn behind.

Don't worry.

Very good.

It's not bad.

Ah, just the man I want to see.

Where are the lunches?



Compliments of the
management, Mr. Balagan.

You have 48 hours to settle your bill.

Well, put it on the credit
card and bring our lunches.

Afraid your last card
was declined this morning,

which leaves you with two options:

cash, cheque, or check out.

Arkady: Ridiculous.

Chess...

Gareth: Okay pal, put
your book away we're here.

Keaton, let's go.

One sec, I'm at the best part.

I have to deliver my
payroll in 10 minutes.

I wanna wait here.

I won't open the door
for anyone, I promise.



Okay, someone bothers you...

Lean on the horn and honk like hell.

Dad, you worry too much.

Okay, you win.

(sirens wailing)

Hey, Keaton, you remember me, right?

Open the door.

Dude, I just wanna talk.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

Come on.

They don't cover.
Yeah, I know.

Man: Hello, welcome to the Huxley, sir.

Mr. Balagan, sir, please.

Just one second.

Arkady: Hi.

Mr. Balagan, how can I help you?

I need comrade Stalin.

Comrade Stilwell, the manager.

Your boss?
One moment.

Mr. Balagan, sir, please.

I would love a real game, one-on-one.

How about Hide and Go Seek?

You start.

Man: My FIDE rating is 2225.

Book a game on my website.

I can't afford the fee,
I can barely make my rent.

Seems we have much in common.

Mr. Balagan.
Hello!

Would you like to step into my office?

No, what I'd like to
be is free of harassment

from your director of hotel
insecurity over there!

I've spent $200,000 in
this tower of termites...

Our problem isn't with your spending,

it's with your paying,
but let's talk in private.

I put this hotel on the map,

and all I'm asking is for
nine overpriced lunches.

For the past month,

we've been chasing payment
with increasing frustration.

You owe us $33,000, and it's
increasing by 1,900 a day.

It's not my fault you charge too much.

We have less expensive rooms.

Closets.

As I have explained to
you in numerous occasions,

I have money in Paris, but it's tied up.

So are my hands.

Head office is clear and
they've run out of patience.

We are sympathetic to
your terrible tragedy,

and we've tried to be understanding,

but there are limits to what our hotel

can extend to you...
(car horn honking)

(heartbeat thudding)

Mr. Balagan?

You're absolutely right.

I will have the money for you in one week.

48 hours or eviction.

You know my issues.

The Huxley is a hotel,
not a psychiatric hospital.

Wow, what are you gonna do now?

This.

(upbeat playful music)

I still don't get the
Russian pickle thing.

The whole country's pickled.

Hey, Jake, how's your job hunt going?

Sucks.

Danni, you know everybody.

Maybe the Equinox?

(phone ringing)

Hey, why don't you stay for lunch, on me,

and we'll talk about it?

Cass.

I've been informed that your account

has been cut off until
further notice, so...

It's on the house.

I'm gonna miss you, Arkady.

Reports of my departure
are greatly exaggerated, so...

Good, cause I didn't
know what I was gonna do

with the 30 cases of vodka I just ordered.

Somebody's taken Keaton.

Taken?

What do you mean, taken?

Gareth left him in the car
reading for a couple minutes.

He's gone.

He's my son, too, and he waited
two hours before calling me!

Okay, where is he?
Back at the restaurant.

Nobody saw anything.

I'm gonna come
with you, can you take over?

What was he reading?
What?

I don't know, what does it matter?

If the book was left behind,
some stranger snatched him.

But if he took it with him,

probably it was somebody he knew.

Who is that guy?
So...

Good luck.

(people chattering)

You've really never been
in a front seat before?

I'm not even allowed to have pop.

That's retarded.

You drink as much as you want.

(Keaton burps)

Okay?

Drink it.

Have you ever trunk-surfed?

What?

You know, when you ride
in the trunk of the car.

You've never done that before?

You wanna?

It's cool!
I can ride in the trunk?

Yes!
Awesome!

Yeah, let's do it!

(elevator dings)

Pippa!

Pippa: Oh, wow, look who it is.

Hello.
Hello.

So, when were you gonna return my texts?

Busy.

Vodka?

No.

So, look, I, I talked to
the police about Rosemary.

Arkady... Do you have any money

I can borrow?

Yeah, maybe, I don't know, how much?

33,000.

Your parents?

They hate you.

I hate them.

Wait.

Arkady...

There's still no arrest, no suspects,

and they cut the detectives
on the case to one and a half.

Arkady: Which half?

Arkady...

Four months is beyond
their attention span.

Yeah, that's why we need to push.

I prefer the police in Russia.

They're dishonest, but at
least they're honest about it.

We're gonna have to
solve this on our own.

You're the grieving fiance.

What are you gonna do?

Play chess.

I got him.

Now send me the rest of the money.

So is trunk-surfing cool or what?

Keaton?

Keaton, hey!

Hey!

Hey!
Boo!

You got me!

Yeah.
You got me!

Come on kids,
we're gonna be late.

Matthias: How about a
tour of Eastern Europe?

Well, what about
games by video like this?

If we want to make real money, Arkady,

you will have to leave the hotel, yeah?

(banging on door)

Go away!

They want to shake hands
with a world champion,

get an autograph, take a photo, hmm?

One minute, Matthias,
I must kill someone.

What?

You were right about the book.

Sorry to bother you,

can we talk for a minute?
Keaton took it with him.

The cops agree.

It's not a stranger, but
now they think it's me.

Was it?
No!

No, Arkady, there's no way.

So, who is this Gareth
who left him in the car?

My ex-husband.

Well, good luck to
you and your ex-husband.

No, no, help us find Keaton!

Please.

Jake: Someone took my son.

For me?

Please?

Matthias!

(speaking in foreign language)

Ciao.

It's been 19 hours
since the Amber alert,

and the only person the
cops are looking at is me.

Police are a waste of time.

Exactly, which is why we need you.

Even bigger waste of time.

No, no, you were right about the book.

Jake didn't do this.

The cops won't believe him.

Wikipedia said you're a genius.

Yeah, I know.
Please?

Are you gonna make me beg?

Wait, do you seriously
think I can help you with this?

Both: Yes!

Being good at chess
means you're good at chess.

I'm not even good at poker.

I'm willing to pay you
for your help, Mr. Balagan.

He's the sweetest little kid.

Look.

They're chasing the wrong guy.

Who would take my son?

Why?

Just help me figure that out.

Please.

This is me and Gareth,
he owns Hart's Bistro.

It's kind of famous.

We found a pregnant woman on the island,

there she is, Louise.

And her other kids, her mother.

She already had three kids
with three different men.

She said, "I don't care"

"if gays... Gays raise my child,

I'm fed up with straight guys.

I just want you to love my baby.

Of course.
Absolutely.

And that he has a good life.

You know, opportunities, what-have-you.

You got the cheque?

For the nutrition, you know,
vitamins and supplements.

And no alcohol, or...
No alcohol, nope.

Just beer.

And no smoking.
Mm, not too much beer.

Just one.

No beer.

I'll stop, cold Turkey.
It was an open adoption?

That's what we all wanted.

I saw Keaton a bunch of times a year.

More like once.

I called on birthdays, Christmas.

When she was sober.

What about the biological father?

Apparently, that's a
multiple-choice question.

I can be bad.

Very, very bad.

Why did you and Gareth break up?

Mid-life crisis.

He fell head over heels for a slut,

and then things really turned
to crap around three weeks ago

when poor Louise died, aortic aneurysm.

We fought over whether or not

Keaton should go to the funeral.

When I was eight years
old, I went to a funeral,

and it scared the crap out of me.

He's not going.

This is his biological mother, Jake!

He already has too much on his plate...

Are you trying to mess him up?

Me?

He keeps asking me about you and Naveed.

Aw, like hell.

Ask him, go!

Think using him as emotional blackmail

is gonna keep us together?

What makes you think
I wanna be together?

Then do us both a favor and leave!

Maybe I will!
Enough!

Thank God!

That was the final straw?

Yeah, Gareth agreed not to
take Keaton to the funeral,

and that was the last
time I ever got my way.

So, could Gareth have
hired someone to abduct Keaton

to punish you?

I doubt it, but...

Have Gareth and his new
boyfriend come talk to me,

and you write me a cheque for $15,000.

I don't, I don't have $15,000.

Then it will bounce,

but it will give me a few days peace.

If I find him, you pay
me what you can afford.

Absolutely.

Hugo!

Helps if it's at least
signed over to the hotel.

What do you know about
the sex offender registry?

That you're probably on it.

Hugo, a joke.

Well, almost.

Yeah, okay, why do you wanna know?

An acquaintance, his son went missing.

The Amber alert?
Mm-hmm.

The feds maintain the national SOR.

No, the real list, the police list.

Sex offenders who haven't
been convicted yet.

Huh, good luck.

That intel's locked down tight.

You'd need someone with
stripes pulling strings.

Like a former homicide detective?

Oh, you think I'm gonna
tap my buddies for you?

Hey, it's not even half.

Arkady: It's early.

Hello, Pippa!

The guy who was injured
when they murdered Rosemary,

the witness... Oh, Pippa,

you buried Rosemary.

Leave her in the ground,
go live your young life,

and make your little movies,
and forget about death.

Those little documentaries
get me 60,000 hits a week.

Really?
Really.

Two days after the witness
gets out of the hospital,

he dies in a fire.

Oh well, perhaps he was
unlucky, maybe he saw nothing.

Then why did someone kill him?

I don't know...
Just take it, all right?

Read it.

It was arson.
No, Pippa, you are obsessed.

Yeah!

Someone might have killed a
witness to my sister's murder.

What do you want me to do?

Something.

Pippa, you are a North American.

You see a problem, you want to solve it.

I am Russian, I prefer
wallowing in self-pity

to being crushed by a corrupt
and criminal justice system.

Or maybe you're just
a self-absorbed asshole.

Arkady: Never friends
with the other dad?

Gareth?

Never liked bosses.

What do you know about the breakup?

Gareth, it was his
house, so when they split,

he seemed to think the
kid went wanted the house.

So maybe Jake did the kidnapping.

God, no.

Jake loves Keaton, and
he still loves Gareth.

Do you know Gareth's new boyfriend?

Everybody knows Naveed.

Meaning...

He gets around.
Ooh!

Do you think Naveed could be behind this?

I think he was out of town.

What do you think, Arkady?

Little kid missing,
this long, downtown...

Sure.

(elevator dings)

Mr. Balagan, you remember Sam Becht?

Uh, me?

I would love a game.

Really?
1,000 euros.

Dollars?

Okay, uh, 100 bucks.

I'll give it to you as soon as I...

I don't know, I'm a grad student, man.

Okay, man.

Get me the unofficial list

of sex crime suspects from the police

and then I'll play you.

How am I supposed to do that?

Well, if I knew, I'd get it.

Wait, wait, Mr. Balagan,

someone gave me this for you.

A babe, actually, totally hot...

(door slams)

Kay.

Hi, Keaton!

How you doing?

I bought some candy.

They gave me too much.

Would you like some?

Open the door.

Keaton, you know me
from across the street?

My puppy!

So little, he's lost, did you see him?

Vanya!

Will you help me find him?

I need the car, open the door.

I won't hurt you.

Grab your book.

Move, now!

(vacuum hissing)

Turn it off!

(speaking in foreign language)

Excuse me, hi.

Do you have children?

Me?

How many?

Six.

One granddaughter.

Oh an expert, wait,
wait, wait, one moment.

What do you think would prompt a child

to open a car door when
he was told not to?

Ah, the boy on the news?

Children listen.

If you say "Don't open door,"

they are good, they're responsible.

Maybe your kids.
No, no, all kids.

In a parking lot downtown, it's scary.

They listen, they lock
the doors themselves.

Well, someone opened that door.

(car lock beeps)

He had the key.

Who?
I don't know who,

but he had a key.

I'm starving.

Yeah, me too.

Look what I got.

Keaton: That's our dinner?

Yeah!

Told ya!

Best dinner you ever saw?

Haven't you ever heard of vegetables?

Potato chips?

Keaton: What about fruit?

Fruit...

I got fruit juice.

That's not fruit, that's beer!

Never heard of fruit beer?

That's root beer!

You know what else I got?

Do you like disguises?

Like Halloween?

More like...

More like spies.

It stinks.

I know.

Don't move, I don't wanna
get it in your eyes.

It burns.

It's gross.

We're gonna rinse it out in a second,

and what are you gonna say
if people ask who I am?

My dad.

Ow, ow...

Hey, bud, no need for tears.

No, you got some in my eyes!

When am I gonna see my real dads?

I told you, Keaton.

I explained the whole thing.

Hey, listen, when we're finished here,

we are gonna do something so fun,

you are not going to believe it.

What?

This is crazy!

It is.

Hugo: Hey, spa-boy,

what do you know about being a detective?

Nothing.

So you're just bleeding
Danni's friend dry.

So far, yes.

I'm guessing you have some Intel.

Oh, yeah, you're gonna love this.

My pals at the PD tell me that the dads

have been fighting over custody.

I know that.

Well, did you know that
Jake Vascer threatened

if he didn't get the kid 50/50,

he'd take him for good?

Now, the other dad taped the threats

and got a restraining order,
but Jake kept breaking it.

When it comes to children,
some people go crazy.

Exactly, and Jake Vascer
has no way of substantiating

where he was when the boy
was abducted, so, basically,

you're trying to help a
kidnapper build an alibi.

Congratulations.

I'm relieved the police
solved it so expeditiously.

Now perhaps they could focus
on my fiancee's murder.

And perhaps you can focus on packing.

Ooh, boing-boing-boing-boing!

What's that sound?

That's the sound of your last cheque

bouncing all up and down Pender Street.

Your luggage has been
brought up to your suite,

as per Ms. Stilwell's instructions.

Checkmate.

Have a nice ride up.

Really, checkmate?

Jake, put extra food in your fish bowl,

you'll be arrested sooner than later.

Mr. Balagan...

I'm selling the
Caravaggio to Andrea Bocelli

to pay your preposterous bill.

(speaking in foreign language)

Sam, you are most useful.

Jacob.

Jake.

Sucker.

Okay, just remember, all right?

Whoa, it looks good on you.

Right, I'm the gas and brake guy,

you're the wheel guy, all right, buddy?

Uh-huh.

Just keep it straight, there you go.

Straight, straighter, whoa!

This is hard.

Yeah, but it's fun, right?

Huh?

Huh?

What if I tickle ya?

What if I tickle, whoa-ho!

Too right!

There you go.

I want to stop.

Mr. Balagan, I'm...
Gareth.

Who has copies of your car keys?

Half the restaurant.

If they send someone to the market

and my car's there, they use it.

Anyone of them could have made a copy.

I know who took Keaton, Jake.

The cops are all over him.

Then he must be innocent.

Look, the reason I
came here is to beg you

to talk some sense into him.

Do you really think Jake
could have kidnapped Keaton?

Yeah, when I ended things,

he quit his job at the restaurant.

He lost his lover, his home...
His child.

Yes.

Yes.

He's become unhinged ever
since, and that is the truth.

How do you think Jake killed Keaton?

You don't have children, do you?

Look, I am praying that my son is fine,

and this is just Jake
trying to hurt me, so...

Please tell him he's succeeded.

Why do the police have Jake on a list

of suspected sex offenders?

Youth records are supposed to be sealed

even from adoption agencies.

Arkady: So, what happened?

When he was 17,

he was arrested for having
sex with a younger boy

who lied about his age,

and the boy's family dropped the charges.

So he's not a sex offender,

but that's why the police

are wasting their time pursuing him.

They are no other suspects.

What about, uh...

Your boyfriend, Naive?

Naveed.

Arkady: Naveed.

Naveed, yeah, he was in Palm Springs

when Keaton went missing.

He spoke to the police three times.

But not to me,

and I asked for both of
you to come here today.

He's coming after work.

Mr. Balagan, you ever wonder

why Jake didn't hire a real private eye?

Someone who could
actually leave the hotel?

Save on travel expenses?

I read about you.

I know you haven't been able

to walk out the front door in four months.

Maybe he's trying to hide
something, or someone,

and if you really want
to help find Keaton,

maybe you'll stop playing games

and set your sights on Jake.

I can walk out if I want.

Yeah, sure you can.

Ever wonder why Jake didn't
get a real private eye?

Please, my kid is out there.

Every minute that goes by...

Do you have anything, Arkady?

Nothing?

How can one guy think he's smarter

than the entire police force?

The hubris!

What the hell does hubris mean?

Why are you working on this
and not Rosemary's murder?

(banging on door)
Such a hypocrite.

Hey, drunk guy, answer it!

Go away!

(banging on door)

Naveed, please.

You play?

The word checkmate is Persian.

So am I, but I play different games.

Probably not Solitaire.

Gareth just drives around
all night looking for Keat.

I finally put him to bed
with a fistful of Ativan.

Why don't you go out looking?

He's not wandering the streets.

Someone has him.

Maybe Jake.

That's what Gareth thinks.

I was in Palm Springs
when Keat went missing,

but, you know, me and Keat, we're buds.

It's called a book.

It's a different cover.

This is the British edition?

Ah...

You know, if you use your eyes,

you don't have to touch everything.

Aren't you, what's that called?

Afraid to go outside?

You're just stuck in here
for months, going psycho?

So, did you just come over here

to remind me of your alibi

and how close you are to Keat,

or did you just come
here to get on my nerves?

Answer the question.

Oh, I thought it was rhetorical.

Leave.

Now.

Fine.

This is about your girlfriend.

Put that down.

Put...

Hey, hey, hey!

Get out of my suite!
I'm leaving,

but I don't see how a
pathetic washed-up Russian

will solve anything.

Arkady: You didn't answer my question.

Oh, right, right.

Okay, so, maybe it was a stranger?

Someone walking by?

The police have resources,

let them investigate stochasticity.

Okay, so, probability, right?

Relatives, friends, colleagues.

Someone who hates one of the dads.

One of the dads?

You're not thinking strategically.

My knight?

No, the puzzle, the
puzzle about the little boy.

Okay, you mean like motivation?

Yes!

You kidnap a child for...

Money.

There's no ransom demand.

Okay, so that leaves
revenge, murder, sex,

or maybe he wasn't kidnapped,
maybe he wandered off.

He lives downtown.

He's not gonna wander off and get lost,

and I doubt he's out
hitchhiking to Mexico.

Someone took him.

I see you studied how I lost to Lowy.

I've been over every
game you've lost since 2004.

Lucky for you, there's not that many.

Maybe one more.

Maybe.

You know all my weaknesses.

Sam: I wish I knew more.

I love my weaknesses, too.

You know why?

Distracts my opponents from my strengths.

It's done.

Wow.

You have imagination,
but you must always attack,

and if you defend, defend
by counterattacking.

Yup.

Arkady: You're going
to help me find this boy.

Really?

Uh, sweet, how?

By finding out about
Gareth's boyfriend, Naveed,

and why he's so anxious
to advertise his alibi.

Danni...

Hi.

Danni, this is my colleague...

Sam.

Sam Besht, Samuel, Sam.

Hey, Sam.

Samuel.

Danni used to work at Gareth's restaurant.

She will find people for you to talk to.

They'll do anything for Jake.

They were out all last night

putting up posters for Keaton.

Sit down.

And on your way back,

could you please find
me a magnum of aspirin?

Right away.
Thank you.

So, if I help, you'll
play me another game?

If you help?

Jake's a dream, but he was a waiter,

so he knows how to be a human being.

Okay, so yeah, got it.

Can you tell me about Naveed?

When he eats or
drinks here, he's comped,

but he doesn't tip.

What does that tell you?

I've known him since he
was with Frank Devine.

What a mess that was.

So you're a detective, Sam.

What's that like?

Cool, yeah, it's awesome.

Been doing it long?

Yeah, so, did Naveed
ever talk about Keaton?

Naveed talks about Naveed.

Look, I get off at two a.m.

What are you doing at two a.m., Sam?

Homework.

Who's Frank Devine?

Naveed's ex-sugar daddy.

My break's over.

Where can I find Frank?

Boo!

Gotcha!

Hey...

Keep reading, you're gonna need glasses.

Is that true?

Yeah, sure.

See?

I got stuff to teach you.

Did you talk to my dads?

When am I gonna see them?

Soon.

I got you some gear,

some really cool stuff.

Can I call them?

I don't got a cell.

I know their email.

Dude, do you think I got a computer?

You should get a smartphone.

Hey, listen, tonight,
we can go camping.

What do you say?

You ever sleep in a tent?

I miss my bedroom.

Buddy, you've got to cheer up, okay?

You and me, we're gonna
have some crazy times, okay?

What do you say?
I wanna see my dads.

Yeah, I know!

We're going campin'!

Just put this book away!

And did Naveed live with him?

Uh-huh.

Sam, one moment.

It's the hotel prick.

Dick, hotel dick.

That's better?

Could you refill my latte, please?

Your friend, Jake Vascer,

the innocent guy, just got collared.

Yeah, an eyewitness saw him

leading Keaton down an alley

'round the time he vanished.

And they just showed up now?

In Russia, we say, he
lies like an eyewitness.

Well, this ain't Russia.

What color are my eyes?

Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick...

Eh!

So much for eyewitnesses.

Okay, so listen,

we're planning your
goodbye party for Saturday,

oh, but sadly, you'll be gone by then.

Talk to the sugar daddy.

Find out what he knows about
Naveed and then call me back.

Okay.

Sam: So, what can you
tell me about Naveed?

Ah, Naveed was a
nightmare, except for the sex.

Okay, um...

I didn't mind him using
my money, starting my coke,

I didn't even mind him
screwing my friends.

So, what was the problem?

Jealousy, constantly.

Who was he jealous of?

Anyone, everyone.

He was even jealous of Betty.

Who's Betty?

And he was always
leaving the window open,

and the door to the
balcony, and the fan on.

And one day, I came
home, and she had passed.

Sorry about that.

He poisoned her.

I know he did.

Naveed is a killer.

It's him, it has to be.

Jealousy, parrots, kids,

he gets the competition out of the way.

Maybe, or maybe
we're missing something.

Sam: Like, what?

I don't know, that's why it's missing.

Why don't you think it's Naveed?

He was in California.

So he got someone else to do it.

I thought you thought it was him.

You know how I got
to be world champion?

By having second thoughts, Sam.

Third thoughts, fourth thoughts...

Yeah, but the proof is
the pattern, Mr. Balagan.

It's elementary chaos theory.

Think about it, think about this.

Naveed hires someone to kill
a kid because he's jealous?

(banging on door)

Go away.

Alcina: You asked for me, Mr. Balagan?

Come in, come in.

You need something cleaned?

Caviar in the carpet again?

No.

Have a seat.

This is Sam Becht.

Alcina...

What is your last name?

The boy who is missing.

Uh, Sam thinks his dad's
boyfriend is behind it.

What do you think?

I think it was the father, Jake Vascer.

Amazing, why?

He was arrested, it was on the news.

I watch while I dust.

Well, if he was arrested,
then why are we doing this?

They hired me to find the kid.

Have they found the kid?
Not yet.

It was Naveed, it has to be.

No one likes the guy.

So, no one likes me.

Think about this, what are we missing?

Who had the key?

Maybe you were right this morning.

Maybe he ran away.

His dads were fighting,
he wanted them to stop.

There's no sign of a struggle.

He took his book with him.

He ran away.
Mm-hmm.

He's eight years old, where would he go?

What do we know about the birth family?

Not much.

Mother's dead, father's unknown.

When you want to know
about something in a family,

ask the grandmother.

Go online, find the
birth mother's obituary.

Yes, I'm calling about
your grandson, Keaton.

Well, I'm not exactly
with the police, I'm...

What accent?

Could you come into the city?

Your car was stolen, when?

Hello?

Sam, Alcina, I need you
to go for a little ride.

Mr. Balagan, I have a job.

A child is missing.

You, um, you like music?

Of course.

(singing in foreign language)

I like the jazz.

Maybe there are CDs?

So why does Mr.
Balagan keep a rental car

if he won't leave the hotel?

His fiancee rented it before she was...

Grandma: You're helping
the dad they arrested?

We're trying to find Keaton.

Please...

What have you got to lose?

The police think that
maybe Keaton is gone.

The police is sometimes wrong.

Very wrong.

Until they find Keaton, do not give up.

I haven't given up, they have!

They wanted to talk to me, and
then they arrested that dad,

and they never came.

Mr. Balagan is one of the
smartest men in the world.

Talk to him.

Louise's three other kids,

they live with my other daughter now,

I just saw them, everyone is so upset.

I mean, the poor little kid.

He loses his mom when he's born,

and then he loses her
again when she dies, and...

Well, now he's lost?

I mean, I said to him
after the funeral, I said...

Arkady: Jake told me
Keaton wasn't at the funeral.

Grandma: Sure he was.

Everybody came back here after,

and I gave him some ice cream, and I...

So, who brought him there?

His other dad.

What's his name, Gareth?

And, uh, his new friend.

Naveed.

I thought he was a girl.

And who else was there?

Oh, um, uh, Louise's other kids,

my other daughter, her kids...

Arkady: Who else?

Um, uh, reverend Cathy.

Meg, Floyd.
And who are they?

Grandma: The neighbors,
they're as old as the hills.

They wouldn't hurt a fly.

So who else was there?

Louise's friends?
Such as?

Oh, what's his name, um...

Merritt Singer?

Just got out of jail.

How long was he in jail?

Grandma: Six, seven years?

Eight?

Arrested for smuggling weed
over the border in a rowboat?

Mensa!

Could be the father.

Look at the eyes.

You were right, Mr. Balagan.

It wasn't Naveed, it was Merritt.

I guess we should call the cops.

Or maybe you were right.

It sucks, huh?

Louise...

Yeah, she was an amazing piece of ass.

No, they'd bond over drugs.

I'm looking for some weed.

Can you help me out?

Hey, I'm not a cop.

Someone told me you could hook me up.

I'm trying to get back in the game,

but they impounded my
rowboat, and I'm broke,

I don't even have a car.

He must've called to the boy.

Hey, Keaton!

Come here.

I'm Merritt, your mom's friend.

Good friend, really good
friend, or at least I was.

Take a good look at me,

'cause one day you're gonna
be as handsome as this.

Keaton!

Where are you, honey?

I've got your ice cream!

Over here, Grandma!

Coming!

I didn't even know I had a kid.

Till a couple of weeks ago

when Louise just sprung it on me.

No one asked me if I
wanted to give him up.

Well, count your blessings,
the kid's a spoiled brat.

His dads just compete over
who can buy him more crap,

and it's like every time that
Gareth and I are going at it,

he just walks in on us.

He does it on purpose.

The kid's jealous.

Isn't that weird?

Of me, jealous of me, a kid.

I mean, how twisted is that?

(car alarm beeps)

Very.

Very.

Ah, so you do work.

Night and day.

Arkady: Playoff picks?

What do you want?

I need you to call some
of your pals in the PD.

Shouldn't you be packing?

Tell them to find a
man named Merritt Singer.

He may have kidnapped Keaton
who may be his biological son.

Now, Merritt may be driving
Keaton's grandmother's car,

possibly near Duncan.

There's the plates.

That's an awful lot of maybes.

These are uncertain times, Hugo.

Where are we going?

I don't wanna go.

I know an old cabin
a couple of days in.

It's off the grid, we
can fish, we can hunt.

Keaton: I wanna go home.

This is what dads and their sons do.

Yeah, you're not my dads.

Yes, I am.

Okay, I told you that.

Yes, I am!

No!
Yes!

(siren wailing)

Run!

I'm okay.

(elevator dings)

(speaking in foreign language)

I'll take that as a compliment.

Hey, that game?

I earned it.

And dinner, tonight.

Good pour.

This is from Gareth,
a little thank you.

It's a big thank you.

He won't be spending his
money on Naveed anymore.

He was arrested.

I'll drink to that.

You found Keaton, Ark.

Thank you so much.

Now you won't get kicked out.

Buy me a few more weeks anyway, yes?

Arkady!

You got out of your jammies.

Pippa!

Danni, this is Pippa.

Pippa, Danni.

This is Rosemary's sister.

Oh!

I've heard good things.

What, from him?

Can I get you a drink?

Uh...
Have a drink.

No.
No?

No.

You've come back to
get some more abuse?

Yeah, but it's the
last time, I promise,

I just, uh, I stumbled upon something

I think that even you will want to see.

Pippa, I'd really enjoy your visits

if we could focus on food or drink,

or ping-pong, or something like that.

Rosemary once told me, she,

she said to me that you like chess

because it's so cerebral...

So, what nonsense do
you have here today for me?

Surveillance footage

from a taxi parked across from the hotel.

Arkady: How'd you get it?

I have connections.

Well, I got you the list
of sex suspects, didn't I?

No, that was Sam.

No, I got it from a friend who,

look, I got my sources, all right?

Who's Sam?

Arkady: Doesn't matter.

You don't see Rosemary.

Oh!

It's Jake and Keaton.

That's the kid who went missing.

The police found him, thank God.

Especially Arkady Balagan

and all the volunteers who came
out to help look for Keaton

there was hundreds of you...

You have something to do with this?

Of course he did.

I got lucky.

So, you'll...

You'll look at this?

But later.

You're going to have a drink.

Danni, another glass.

(light string music)