Las Vegas (2003–2008): Season 3, Episode 3 - Double Down, Triple Threat - full transcript

Oh. I'm so hungover, my hair hurts.

Mmm. Good morning, starshine.

What are you doing here?

We didn't. Did we?

The answer
to most of those questions is "tequila."

Oh, my God. All right, you better
tell me what happened.

You mean you don't remember?
Tequila's like amnesia
in a bottle for me.

I really don't remember.
Well, it all started yesterday morning.

I remember yesterday morning.
Fast-forward to last night.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. It's my story,
and I want it to start yesterday morning.

We just took down Jimmy Ning.



Nice.

Can I buy you a drink?

Raw vegetable juice?
No. Seven days is long enough.

I was thinking of something
a little stronger.

So, you agree to meet me
for a drink.

All I gotta do is give a statement
to Las Vegas Metro before
I head back to Boston.

Which I do quick fast. Then I jam back
to the Montecito to come meet you.

Wow.

This is Sam. You've almost reached me.

Leave a message,
and I'll get right back to you.

Uh, hey, Sam.
It's Woody, again-

leaving, like, the second, third,
10th message on your voice mail.

Uh, I got your drink here
waiting in the casino.

Um, anyhoo, you know what?



You probably can't get through to me
'cause I only got, like, one bar down here.

So it's probably going straight to voice mail.
And, uh, I'm pretty sure you got my number.

So, um, yeah.

Woody. Casino. Waiting.

Your bet, sir.
Okay.

Yeah, toodles.

Uh, that was my casino host.

Battery on her cell is probably dead.

Whoa. Hold those cards.
Hold those cards.

One, two, three, four, five.

Money plays.

Money plays. Five dollars.

Can we get a cocktail around here?
I thought they were free in these parts.

Cocktail.

You had no intention
of calling me back.
None whatsoever.

How was Boston?
Hot.

Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
Mm-hmm. Jordan?

I invited her back for the weekend.
Get out.

Ah, the doc came back with you.

No, no. I said I invited her back.
I didn't say she was coming.

Oh, I see how you're playin' it.
I think she's-

I see how you're playin' it.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

You know that's a wig.

Yeah, I know.
You just take away the hair
and the glasses.

Mmm. Wow. Now, you see.

This man over here, unlike you,
goes- goes the extra mile.
Yeah.

And that's why
he's so well liked.
Mm-hmm.

- I'm worried about you.
- I knew he had a wig on.
- Then we run facial.

Hey, that's Gabe.
That's Nice Guy Gabe.

Listen, this is the only card counter
that I 86'ed-

He tipped the dealer, and he said
"Thank you" when I threw him out.

- Nice guy.
- Yep. "Gabe Labrador."

Forty-seven. A.K.A. Nice Guy Gabe.
A.K.A. Gabe the Gent.

- Card counter.
- Now you know why I'm down here.

Because I miss all the fun,
'cause I'm upstairs.

You would've figured it out.
Of course.

So, I'll call down and have them
show him the door.

No, no, no. No, no.
I'll go retrieve the Labrador.

"Retrieve the Labrador."
That's really good there.
Yeah, I heard.

The wig isn't fooling anybody.

Time to go.
I need to play some more,
so get lost.

- It's not a request, Gabe. Come on.
- You do not understand.

You don't understand then.

- How much did he buy in for?
- He bought in for a thousand.

- Give him the thousand back. Come on.
- What about the money I won?

What about it?
You're black-booked, Gabe.

You're not entitled to your winnings.
Now, come on. Get up.

You- Let go of me.
Look, I need that money.

All right, come on.

Son of a bitch.

- I wanna see Ed Deline.
- I'm callin' Metro.

I'm gonna recommend they officially
take "Nice Guy" out of your alias.

Ah. I'm sorry. Look, no B.S.

This is a matter of life and death.
I gotta see Ed Deline.

Ed, thank God. I got a call.
She's not in school. I checked.

Gabe, you gotta slow down.

Why? Why did you hit Danny?

I heard her voice.
They've got Millie.

- I gotta win that money.
- Who's "they"?

I don't know.
They kidnapped my daughter.

She's only 16.

- Metro's here.
- They said no cops.

They put her on the phone, Ed.
She's scared.

They gave me eight hours
to win a million dollars.

- Or what?
- Or they're gonna kill my daughter.

I'm up a little, I'm down a little-
waitin' for you to call me back.

Which I had no intention of doing.
We've already established that.

When a familiar face appears.

Woody.
Hey, Mike.

Hey. Hey, big props
on Jimmy Ning.

Yeah. Have you seen Sam anywhere?
Yeah. She's around here
somewhere.

Just call her.
She's never without her cellphone.

You got her number?
Yeah, I got it. Thank you.

Seriously, it's, like,
surgically attached.

She always picks up after one ring.
Watch. Call her.
Thank you. I understand.

I gotta take care of somethin',
but track me down before you go.
Okay.

You should call her.
Yeah. I-

Chicks, man.
Tell me about it.

You find yourself doin' things
you swore you never would.

I tell you what mine's gonna do.
Mine's gonna kill me.

Why? What'd you do?

I lost my ass at the tables.

I'm maxed out on my credit card.

I'm supposed to take my wife
to dinner tonight.
It's our anniversary.

The A.T.M. won't spit 20s
until midnight.

Twenty-one. Sorry.

Look. I know this sounds-

If you could loan me
the hundred.
Oh.

I'd pay you back in a few hours.

I can't.

You could even hold my wedding ring
as collateral.

I'll hit the A.T.M. at midnight.

I'll meet you
at the Opus Bar at 12:15.

All right. Uh, here.

There you go.

Thanks, bro. See ya at 12:15.

Thanks.

Happy anniversary.

Sucker.

I told you.
They said no cops.

You gotta let me outta here.
I've been off the floor too long.

Gabe. I, uh- I called
your daughter's cell.

It picked up after one ring.

- Southern Nevada Wireless
said it's been turned off.
- So, they turned it off.

We also ran a dump
on your cell, Gabe.

No calls to or from any numbers
you hadn't previously called.

Don't you see?
They are using her phone to call me.

In 1980, you faked your death
to collect on an insurance policy.

- You did seven years.
- That was a long time ago.

Look, I know this looks bad.
But I'm telling you-

If you're trying to dodge
some Gaming Control beef
by making up a kidnapping story,

I'm telling you right now
it's not gonna play.

Ed. Ed.

Let me call a car for transport.
We'll take him for the assault.

What assault?

I thought he hit Danny.
He did.

Well, you call it assault.
We call it a misunderstanding.
We'll take it from here. Thanks.

Don't tell me you believe
this kidnapping garbage?

What, you got a soft spot
for this guy?

I'm really sorry we made you
come out here for nothin'.

You did a great job with the place, Ed.
Even better than Wynn.

What are you doing?

Look. Labrador- He's pulled a-
a lifetime of schemes.
He's never hurt a fly.

But today he decides to jump up
and hit a guy, 6 foot 4, in the mouth.

So you do believe him.
I mean, look at him.

He's all fidgety, like he's gotta
get the hell outta there.

That's because he knows
we're watching him.
He's not that good an actor.

Okay, I do believe him.
I do.

Ed. Ben Carlson's waiting for you
at the sports book.

- Who?
- Ben Carlson.

- Who the hell's Ben Carlson?
- The guy who won the 600K.

Okay. Look, Danny.

Just meet me
up on that second-floor overlook
in about 20 minutes, all right?

- Mr. Carlson.
- Hmm?

Hi. I'm Ed Deline. I'm president
and chief operating officer here.
Hi. I'm Ben Carlson.

How ya doin', Ben?
Good.

Great. Listen, I understand
you've had quite a run of luck.

There's approximately
$600,000 in this bag.
Mm-hmm?

I wanna give it back.
You wanna give it, uh,
back to who?

I wanna give it back to you.

I'm sorry?

I have a fundamental objection
to gambling, Mr. Deline.

I don't want this money.
I see.

I don't get to hear that a lot.
As a matter of fact, this-This is a first.

Mm-hmm. I didn't ask to meet you
to set some sort of precedent.

I merely wanted to return
these ill-gotten gains.

You won it. Um, maybe-

Maybe you could just give it away.

Dirty money does not become unsullied
through acts of benevolence.

I really... do... insist
that you take it back.

You see, legally, we can't do that.

I mean, you won it, and it's yours.

Oh. This is not gonna do.

This is just not gonna do.
I don't want this money!

I don't want that!

I feel so sick.

- Hmm?
- I feel so nauseous.

I'll tell you what.

The Montecito can hold this money
for you in an escrow-type of way.

And if you should change your mind,
it'll be there, you know?

Thank you.

Okay.
All right.

But, you know, rest assured,
my convictions are steadfast.

Right.
And unwavering.

Right.
It's good to see you.

Very, very nice to see you.
Yeah.

So let's just recap here.
I'm now down six bills.

I've lent another hundred
to a complete and total stranger.

And I've called you, like, 12 times.

Seventeen. Caller I.D.

Oh, man. I don't even have
a nationwide calling plan.

By any accounts, not what
one would call a lucky day.

But all that was about to change.

Mr. Silani, is everything okay?

Besides the fact
that I'm down 400,000?

That's my daughter-
with the dog.

Marjhan. She thinks
she's the Persian Paris Hilton.

She does appear to be very popular.

She wants to go
to all the best nightclubs.

- She even made me a list.
- Oh. A list.

"Tangerine, Rain, Pure, Light."
No problem. She's in.

I want her protected full-time.

Yes. Consider it done.
We have fantastic security.

No rent-a-cops.

Well, Metro's not allowed
to moonlight as bodyguards, but I-

Are you telling me no, Sam?
Well-

I'll understand if you are.

But I'm sure you'll understand
when I take my business
to Bellagio.

It is a winner.

Actually-

There is one guy.

If Mr. Silani didn't have
that scratchy five-o'clock shadow,

I would've kissed him
right then and there.

Excuse me.
I'm looking for Danny McCoy.

Aren't we all?

What did the kidnapper say exactly?

He said he knows I'm a counter.
He said I need to win a million dollars.

He said that he would call me back
and tell me where to bring the money.

What did he sound like?
Was he young? Old?

Did he have an accent
or something?
He just sounded like a guy.

A guy.
Are they gonna be able
to see us up here?

They said no cops.
We're not cops.

- I need to get back to the tables.
- We can't do that.

- Let me go to another casino.
We're running out of time.
- Do me a favor. Take it easy.

If we catch a card counter,
we have to notify Gaming Control.

Then every casino in Nevada will
be on the lookout for you. You see?

- We're okay?
- Yeah.

Here. Let's put this
in your ear.

See, now you can hear us,
and, better,

we can hear you
no matter where you go.

Just head down to the floor
and case the tables...

like you're lookin'
for just the right situation.

And we'll be watching you.

Whoa. Now, if you should decide
to head for an exit,

don't bother comin' back,
because, uh, you'll be on your own.

Okay.

I gotta take care of somethin'.
See you guys in a bit.

Think he'll bail?
Well, if he does, his story
will be crap, right?

And if he stays?
Well, then it would be
quite the opposite.

And maybe we'll catch us
a bad guy, right?

Penny Posin. You're right on time.

I know it's a little premature,
but I got a little excited,

so I went by the house again yesterday
and I took some pictures.

Look, Penny, I'm not even sure
I'm ready to sell.

These are pretty nice.

We can do a virtual tour
on the Internet-
360 view of every room.

How much is this gonna cost?
It's included in the listing.

I'm full-service.

Okay. Well, uh, let's say
that I am ready. Then what?

You're gonna want to know
what you can expect.

Uh, in the current market,
the best strategy...

is to price low enough
to draw multiple bids,

and then you counter above asking
to maximize the price.

Well, how low is low?
I'm thinking 1 .9. Maybe two.

Two? As in million?

That's just to draw immediate interest.
Really, it'll go much higher.

- You gotta be kidding me.
- Is that not okay?

Nah. No, it's way-
way better than okay.

Great. Now we just gotta find
someplace to put that money.

Uh, another house?

Vegas is growing up, not out.

I'm talkin' high-rise, Danny.

Walls of glass.
"Master of the universe" views.

I can't afford that, can I?
Yeah, you can.

Okay, well, I guess
there's no harm in looking.

Great. I'll set it up
for tonight.
Okay.

Thanks.
You're welcome.

You Deline?

Yeah. Yeah.

Um, feeling better, Mr. Carlson?

Who's Carlson?
I'm Tad Waters.

Who's Tad Waters?
You're Carlson.

- What, do you have a twin?
- No. But you got my 600K.

And the cage says they can't release it
until you put your signature on it.

So why don't you just
get on that, chop-chop?

I'm Tad Waters.

Just a little while ago,
you didn't want it.
You just chucked it over here.

You're tryin' to welsh on me,
aren't you, son?

If you want to, we can settle this thing
outside right now.

But you probably
got an army of goons...

who'd jump all over me
before I broke off my first roundhouse.

So why don't you just
forget about outside?

I want my money, "Devine."

You got an hour,

bitch.

- Hey, Mike.
- Hmm?

Listen to this. That guy Carlson
who won the money?
Yeah.

Now he wants it.
I thought he said it made him sick.

I know. Now he comes up to me
demanding the cash.

Check him out.
Maybe he's got a twin or somethin'.

What's goin' on with Gabe?
Nothin'.

It doesn't look like anyone's
watching him either.
Gabe, any contact?

Contact negative.
I repeat-negative.

This guy's scammin' us.

Daddy?
Millie?

- Oh, my God. Millie? Oh, my God!
- Help me.

It was her. It was her.

Calm down, Gabe.
Sit down at an empty blackjack table.

We'll send someone to get you.

Poor bastard.

- Monica, can I help you?
- Give him the money.

I don't know.
He still may be griftin' us.

- How old is the daughter?
- Sixteen.

- Why didn't you tell me about this?
- Well, truthfully, my dear-

If I thought you had the heart,
I would have.

Let's have him sign this
before you give him the money.

If the daughter lives,
I want the movie rights.

The movie rights.

She's serious.

Jordan Cavanaugh.
I'm checking in.

Yes, ma'am.
I'll take care of that for you.

I guess you found one of those
flying rooms after all, huh?

Hey, how are you?
Great.

You look beautiful.
Thank you.

I should've known you'd surprise me
before I could find you.

Is this a good time?
We are kind of in the middle
of something right now.

I'm sorry. Spontaneity-
I should've called.
No, no.

I'm glad you're here.
It shouldn't take
more than a few hours.

You're probably exhausted from the flight.
I'm gonna call downstairs,
set you up at the spa.

- You can relax, take it easy.
I'll call you when I'm done.
- Okay. Hey.

The thing you're in the middle of-
What is it?
Uh, kidnapping.

Really?

So, I'm still in the casino
waiting for your call.

Hey. Woody.

I've been looking for you
everywhere.

The old "don't call back
so you make it look like
the other guy's fault" trick.

Yeah. That's my specialty.

You're so funny.
Hey, listen, I need a little favor.

You hurt my feelings. No.

I have a client who wants a cop
to bodyguard for his beautiful daughter.

No.
It pays 2,000 a night.

No.
I'll come with and pretend
like I'm madly in love with you.

Okay.
Folded like a cheap lawn chair.

Hey, I just gotta make sure
that I'm back here by midnight.

And so we begin Phase 1
of my master plan.

You're gonna give me
a million dollars?

What do I do?

Give me your phone.

Hello.
You're not playing blackjack, Gabe.

I had to- I had to stop for a while.
I didn't want the eye in the sky
to get suspicious.

Where's Millie?
Actually, I don't give two craps
how you get the money.

Gamble, borrow, beg,
steal it if you have to.
Just get it.

- Let me talk to Millie.
- Timetable's moved up.

Get the money in three hours,
or Millie's dead.

Trace isn't working.
It's being call-forwarded
through a pay phone.

You hear me, Gabe?

I have the money.
Good.

Now go to the Montecito gift shop
and buy a magazine and a ChapStick.

- Tell them you want a bag.
- What magazine?

It doesn't matter what magazine.

Take it out of the bag
and throw it into the trash can
outside the gift shop door.

Put the money in the bag.
What about the ChapStick?

Use it.
Your lips look terrible.

Then we finally arrive at number three
on the Persian Paris Hilton's
crackin' club list-

Pure.

I'm bored.

We just got here.

Where's the waitress?
I'm getting another lemon drop.

Hey.

Hey. What's up with you?

Nothing.

No guys are hitting on me.

Well, that's 'cause you're trying
too hard to be cool.

But I'm cute. Right?

Are you kidding?
You're a tomato.

You like her, huh?
Is it that obvious?

Mmm.

Well, you're not doing
anything about it.

You know what?
You're right.

You want something bad enough,
you can't be afraid to make a statement.

Hey, you.
Hey.

The place is amazing.
It's doing better than ever, huh?

Revenue's up 30%.
I'm exhausted.

You miss Mystique a little bit.

I have total freedom here, Sam.

I don't have to tell you working
for my father's not always a picnic.
Mmm.

Wait. Is that Boston Woody?

The cop?
Yeah.

So?
He's kinda cute.

Whatever.

Wait. How do you know
what me and Delinda
were talking about?

You weren't even there.
It's my story.
I'll tell it my way.

Okay, bro?
Thank you. Thank you.

This one goes out to Marjhan.

Marjhan. Marjhan.
You ready for this?

Wait. You ready? Just follow.
Ready? Here we go. Here we go.

Out. In. Mmm.

Out. In. Hop, hop.

Work it! Mmm!

Yeah! Uh! Here! Uh! Mmm!

Work it out. Work it in.
Gimme some of that.

It's kinda dorky,
but kinda cool.

Oh-ho! Oh, yeah!

I'm jumpin' in.

Out. Work it in.
Gimme some of that.

Work that! Mmm!
Oh, yeah!

Ah, yes!

Ah, yes!
Work it!

Work it out. Work it in.

Work it! Mmm! Mmm!

You know you got it goin'.
Uh!

Get down. Mmm!

That's what I'm talkin' about.
That's what I'm talkin' about.

- Woo-Woody.
- Hey, hey.

Woody.
Come on, come on.
What's goin' on here?

- Piss off, partner!
- Woody.

- Woody, are you okay?
- You're breakin' my arm!

Shut up! I'm fine.

It's almost midnight.

Phase 1: Boy impresses girl. Check.

There is no Ben Carlson.

There are 272
Ben or Benjamin Carlsons in the U.S.

None of them is our guy.
Our Ben Carlson doesn't exist.

I don't wanna hear it.
What about Tad Waters?

There's a porn star
named Tad Waters,
but he's definitely not our guy.

Are you sure?
I got pictures
if you wanna see 'em.

No thanks. I'll pass.
I figured as much.
And about three dozen others.

Maybe they're twins. One guy's a gambler,
and the other one is, like, a nerdy guy.

That's a good call, but wouldn't they
both have the same last name?
Right.

Let me tell you somethin', Mike.

Ambiguous situations like this-
Well, they make me agitated.

And agitated is about
an inch and a half from angry.
And I'm talkin' really angry.

I'll find out who he is-
they are.

Right.

Hey.
Hey, you.

How's it goin' over there?
Slow.

Your dad saved a lotta stuff.

Oh, my God.
You gotta be kidding me.

My Joe Charboneau rookie card.

This guy could open a beer bottle
with his eye socket.
No wonder you liked him so much.

Where did you find this?
In a box marked "Danny's Favorites."

Your dad saved everything
from your baby shoes
to your high school diploma.

I gotta go.
I'm late for lunch with Jake.

Thank you, Mary.
I mean it, for everything.

Eh, don't mention it, McCoy.

You were my rookie of the year too.

So you used
to date Danny too?

Yeah, for, like,
a second and a half.

What's that they say about
not pooping where you eat?

I don't buy that at all.

I think it's totally natural
to go out with people you work with.

So, what about you and Woody?

Oh, well, that's a whole nother
can of worms right there.

The least Danny could've done
is taken the day off for you.

He said that he and your dad
were working on a, uh,
kidnapping.

Oh, those two are always up to something.
Kidnapping, "schmidnapping."

I wanted to help out,
but I didn't want to look
like I was interfering.

And Danny told me
to come down to the spa
and just chill out.

Girl, you're a medical examiner
with the city of Boston.

You should do
whatever you wanna do.

You know what?
You're right.

Chill out, my ass. Yeah.
Exactly.

Thanks a-

Um, Delinda, could you
give me a hand here?
Oh, yeah. Just-

I'm over here,
on your left.
Okay.

Both Ben Carlson and Tad Waters
are registered at the hotel. Okay?

Okay.
Here's Ben's room.

- Now... Tad's.
- You ever see these guys together?

- No.
- Because they're the same guy.

- I got a theory.
- Yeah?

- Multiple personalities.
- Like what- Sybil?

You said it yourself. This is the same guy.
And yet we've never seen 'em together.

Of course we never saw 'em together!
Because it's the same guy, you moron!

But we're still holding the money.
Just let me do a little bit more research.

- Multiple personalities.
- Yes.

I'm gonna tell you what, Mike.
If some kid in a trucker hat...

jumps out at me and says
"You've been punked,"

I'm kickin' him and you
right in the pills, okay?

It's time.

So, it's midnight,
and we're back at the Montecito.

Feed me that?
No.

Thank you, Woody.
Mmm!

Thank you, Sam, for everything.
Good night.

Good night.
Good night.

Yes, I know.
You did a good thing.

Where's your "wedding ring" guy?

Looks like he flaked on me.
Hmm. What's this?

Tequila. From Miss Mancuso.

?Salud!

Ah! Mr. Silani called.

- You checkin' up on me?
- Apparently, he's thrilled.

His daughter said she had
the time of her life.

Told me to give you a raise.
Thank Woody.

I'm Monica Mancuso.

Hi. I'm Woody Hoyt.

What do you do, Woody?
I'm a detective
with the Boston Police Department.

- Impressive.
- And you, Monica? What do you do?

- Well, this nice place- I own it.
- Ah. That's, uh, even more impressive.

Let me ask you something, Woody.
Do you think it's appropriate
for a Boston police officer...

to have his hand on the thigh
of the owner of a billion-dollar
hotel and casino?

Uh, you tell me.

No.

Maybe you could
do me a little favor here.

Maybe you could whisper
something in my ear...

and make it look like my hand on your thigh
is extremely appropriate.

You're pretty.
I just hope everything works out.

If it doesn't,
don't you worry about a thing.

Phase 2: Boy uses Girl "B"
to make Girl "A" jealous.

Jordan?
Mike! Hey!

Where's Danny?
How long you here for?

That's kind of up in the air.
I really wanna see-
Wait, wait. You're an M.D., right?

Yeah, but I'm-
Any psychology training?

Oh, actually, that was
my subspecialty.

Have you ever encountered a subject
with multiple personality disorder?

There was a case back in Newton
a few years ago.

Do you mind looking at something for me?
It's from a doctor who's treating
one of our guests.

Look, I'm no psychiatrist, but-

But, uh-

Well.

This does appear to be a classic case
of dissociative identity disorder.
I knew it.

So Tad and Ben are for real.

Yeah, well, they're apparently
two distinct personalities
inhabiting the same bodily shell.

Tad- Ben's real name is, uh,
Marlon Delaplane.

He's a janitor at a high school
In Orlando.

I take it you haven't met Carlos.
Who's-

There's a third personality?

Well, if Ben is the teetotaler
and Tad is the hedonist,
Carlos is the mediator.

I guess Delaplane developed him
to referee disputes between
the other personalities.

Only Carlos can decide.

Great, but how do we meet Carlos?

Well, apparently,
Carlos can only be brought out...

by the presence
of a beautiful woman.

Well, great. You got a minute?
Yeah. Where's Danny?

He's in the corner
opposite the sports book, but-

Jordan, I was-

You marked the bag?

It'll glow under infrared,
so we can follow it.

Take 50,000 from the bag
and put it in your pocket.

Take the bag
with the rest of the million...

and slide it under the roulette table
next to the Jester's Court sign and wait.

Go up the stairs.

- Hey, Doc. What's up?
- Ed, good to see you.

I figured you could
use a little help
with this kidnapping.

Really? That's nice. So, uh, you flew
all the way from Boston for this.

No. Actually, I came here
to see Danny.

- Nice.
- I thought that you were at the spa.

I was. How come
you didn't ask me to help?

- Nobody's dead yet.
- I'm helping you guys.

Target is on the second-floor overlook.
Okay. There's Gabe.

Okay.
Take the money
from your pocket.

- What about Millie?
- Your daughter will be released in an hour.

Throw the money over the side.
What?

Throw the money
over the side.
That's the misdirect.

Money! Money! Money! Money!

Keep your eyes on the bag.
Forget the crowd.
Forget the crowd.

Keep your eyes on the bag.

There's the real misdirect.
Let's go.

Danny. Danny, stop them all
at the door, will ya?

Uh, make sure that you stop
all these kids at the door.

Stop them all at the door.

Excuse me.
Uh, what are we lookin' at?

Four tequila shots later,

and you and I
are stumbling through the casino.

Yes, I danced a little in college.
I've been known to cut a rug.

I took a lot of, uh, modern dance.
Oh, look out.

Mmm! Work it! Work it!

That-That's the "wedding ring" guy.

That's the "wedding ring" guy.
Oh, it's the "wedding ring" guy.

When my A.T.M. card works again,
I'll give you your 200 back.
Hey! Hey!

Give him his money back.

Bro, I was just gonna
come lookin' for you.
Yeah, right.

What are you doing?
Save it.

Who are you?
You didn't just cheat me.

You cheated romance.

Game over, bro.

Boy further impresses girl
with incredible crime-fighting skills.

Phase 3 complete.

Hold your bets.
Come on, five. Five!

Hard 10.

That's not the only hard 10 at this table.

Woman.
Ladies and gentlemen,
the point is still five.

Delinda.
Hi, sweetie.

You got a meeting
with your dad?
Lunch with Mom.

You got a second
to meet with someone?
Is he cute?

Uh- Mmm. Tad.

Come on, two-three. Two-three!
A little Michael Jordan for me, baby!

Hey, Tad.

If you're not a drink
or a supermodel,

someone's fittin'
to catch a bitch slap.

Tad, I'd like you to meet Delinda.

Mucho gusto.

I am Carlos.

Then why is he calling you Tad?

Never mind.
Thank you, Delinda.

No problemo.

A security guard found this bag
stuffed behind this bank of slots.

We marked it to show up
with the infrared. Why didn't it?

Because there were two bags.
Whoever grabbed the money
put the marked bag inside another one.

The magician uses blue bags in his show.
Why are they red today?

They happen to be the same color
as the ones in the gift shop.
Maybe they switched them.

Look how small and close together
the creases are where the bag was gripped.

- What does that indicate?
It's a small hand? A woman's hand?
- Or maybe even smaller.

- Hmm.
- Kids.

What are you doin'?
We have no fingerprints
for kids on file.

No, but, uh-

I think there's nicotine here.
The kid smokes?

Okay, I've located the bank of slots
where he stashed the bag.

- Follow him.
- He's goin' out the door.

Push in.

What, are you kiddin' me?

I'm gonna pull up footage from outside
the magician's dressing room.

This might help us figure out
how those kids got the red bags.

There they are being delivered.

Do we know that guy?

No matches.

Could you go back 10 frames?

There. You see the light
glint off his hair?

Human hair
doesn't reflect light like that.

Whoa, whoa.
That looks just like the wig
that I pulled off of Labrador.

- What do you say?
You think you might know him?
- He looks familiar, but I'm not sure.

It's been over an hour.
Maybe we should call the police again.

- How about the hair?
- What? It looks like a wig.

- How do you know?
- I got one just like it.

Has anyone
been in your apartment, Gabe?

No, nobody.
Just me and my daughter.

Sometimes her boyfriend.
What's his name?

Jason. Jason Kordakis.

Oh, very nice.
A 16-year-old kidnapper.

That's him.
That's my daughter's boyfriend.

And guess who just checked
into Room 4723 with a fake I.D.?

Thanks.

Oh, wow. Ice cream.

- Truant officers.
- It was his idea.

Well, you gotta love a happy ending.

Count the money.

You know, when you think
you got things all figured out-

It never turns out
the way you figured. I know.

That doesn't mean you gotta
turn around and go home.
You could at least stay the night.

I don't know what I thought
was gonna happen here.

Oh, maybe I had an idea,
but just because something
can happen-

Why don't you just come out and say it?
I wanted to be ready, okay?

I really, really wanted
to be ready.

I thought I was.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have
just jumped on that plane.

But?

But I think all I'm really
ready for right now
is cheap, meaningless sex.

And I wouldn't want
to drop you down to my level.

Then I'd have to call you
the next morning.
You wouldn't have to call me.

Look, timing is everything,
and you're right.

Maybe right now
isn't the best time.

So this is it then?
Yeah.

Have a safe flight back.

Thanks.
Okay.

You know, a medical examiner
always reserves the right
to change her mind.

Could you pass me my soda?

Yeah, okay, you tricked me
with the three-step plan.
Hand me my damn soda.

Why do I get the feeling that you've
never been tricked before,
Samantha Jane?

How'd you know my whole name?
I'm a cop.

Hmm. Really?

Well, answer the question, Officer.

You mean, did we or didn't we?
Mm-hmm.

Oh. Look at the time.
I got a plane to catch.

Tell me.

Come on, Samantha.
You really don't remember?

Mm-mmm. I guess it must not
have been that good.

You wanna do it again?

Carlos.
Yes.

I understand you've come
to some compromise.

A compromise so airtight
in its fairness...

that you will see neither
Ben nor "Tod" ever again.

Ah, good, good.
I was counting on that.

You must divide the money equally
between the two men.

Ben's half goes to a deserving charity.

Tad's half, of course, goes to Tad.

- The bastard.
- Right. Of course.

- And then they will both, you know-
They'll leave immediately?
- Oh, I guarantee it.

Well, then consider it done.
And thank you.

Such a complex agreement will require
some time to reach fruition.

And in the interim, I am going
to need the accommodations...

befitting a man of my social strata...
and breeding.

Again, of course.

Seven days in a suite...

with full, how do you say, R.F.B.

You want a suite for a week with...
food and beverage comped?

- Yes.
- Are you nuts?

"Nuts" is such a harsh colloquialism.

Don't you think?
It can be.

Fine.

Okay. Now, one more thing,
Senor Deline.
Yes, sir.

I met the most enchanting creature
at the Montecito.

Can you tell me how can I find this...

Delinda?

Delinda?

Delinda? Did I say Delinda?
I mean Delonda.

- That's my daughter.
- Oh.

Then, out of respect,
I will wait until the second date.

Get out!

Okay. Open.

The master of all you survey.

What's the matter, Danny?

Uh, I just- I guess I never thought
I could ever have anything like this.

You can have whatever you want.

Mmm.

Ow.