Las Vegas (2003–2008): Season 4, Episode 15 - Barechested in the Park - full transcript

An unexpected death hangs a cloud over the company picnic, where the stakes have been raised between Ed's crew and the "back of house." Mary deals with her father's trial and Sam tries to land a big spender, stealing him from a rival casino.

Where's Danny?

I haven't seen him
all morning.

What's going on?
We got a situation?

Yeah.

We have the company
picnic coming up.

Front of house versus
back of house.

But thus far,
I've seen zero focus.

Don't blame me.
I'm down on the list

for a water balloon toss
or something.

"Or something"? This is the
four-person one-armed relay event.

Okay. Whatever.



Look, Denise, either you
come hard or go home.

There can be no in-between on this.
Stay right there. Okay?

This is what we
are playing for.

The Montecito Cup.

She's beautiful, right?

Go ahead. Touch it.

Go ahead. Touch it.

Yeah, right?

Now, do you want to
see this spend the next year

down in the dark dungeon
of the basement office?

Dark dungeon?
It isn't exactly a solarium in here.

Can we count on you?

Yes, Mike.
You can count on me.

I knew we could.



And maybe when we come
home with that title,

I'll take you out for
a little victory celebration.

You think on that.

(PHONE RlNGlNG)

Hello? Hello?

Hey, you okay?
You want me to come down there?

I'm fine.
You don't need to worry about me.

I'm not really asking
permission. Is he there?

Yes.

He just went into the court
a few minutes ago.

You know what?
I'm gonna come down there.

Danny, no, listen.

I really don't want
anybody here.

The DA said I'll only be on the
stand for, like, five or ten minutes.

I went over it 100 times.
I'm...

I'm okay.

Are you smoking?

No.

Yes. Why am I lying?

I think I'm entitled today.

Agreed. Listen, if you need
anything at all, just let me know, okay?

I got to go.

Hey, Mary, let...

What's going on?
Is Mary in some kind of trouble?

No. No. She's just got some
stuff at the courthouse today.

Does it have to do
with her father?

She tell you that?

No. I just pieced
some things together.

Okay. I'll see you at work.

I love you.

I know.

Mmm. Mmm.

WAlTER: Hey, Sam.

Hey, what's the big scoop?
What am I dying to know?

Big whale.
What?

Big whale.
Swallow, then speak.

Yeah, could you get her some
more champagne? Sweetie, thank you.

Don, please.

It's called Dom.

So, anyway, all the casino hosts
at the Bellagio were freaking out today.

Mmm-hmm. And I overheard
a couple of them talking.

Mmm-hmm.
And...

Yes. Maybe you could
just talk and then eat.

And they said something about
a monster whale coming in tonight.

Yeah?
Big New York hemp fund.

Hedge fund.
Yeah, that's it.

Anyway, they said he was
good for at least 20 mil.

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
what's his name?

Like Will, or Bill, or Phil something.
I don't know.

You want me to stick
that fork in your eye?

Hey, I'm not good with names.

Oh, really?
You're not good with names? No.

Get out of here!
Oh, come on!

Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay.

Peter something.
Peter?

Peterman. Peterman.
Could it have been Vince Peterson?

Yeah, that's it.

How is that a Bill,
a Will or a Phil?

I told you,
I'm not good with names.

Okay, but he's a star
whale, right?

He's more than a star,
he's like a planet.

Well, I can get you his
private cell phone number.

Give it to me.

How much?
Twenty G.

Twenty G's? What are you, crazy?
For a cell phone number? Get lost.

Yeah, I'm crazy.
I'll see you later.

Wait, wait, wait.
I apologize. Give me the number.

Money first.

With all due respect,
I'm going to have to check

and make sure you
got the name right.

But if it is, in fact,
Vince Peterson, I'll give you the money.

Good.

What happened? A what?

Oh, man, that's terrible.

Yeah, I'll...
I'll make sure to tell her.

Thanks for calling.

Ed, I need a word.

Um, I can't...
I can't talk right now.

Have you seen Sam?

I saw her on surveillance
heading into Wolfgang's.

Look, Ed, I see no reason
to mince words here.

There is what I would classify
as an epidemic of apathy

regarding this year's
picnic competition.

Now, granted, when Casey started
the annual Montecito games...

Casey's dead.

What?

I guess he was spear fishing
off the coast of New Zealand

and this giant squid
grabbed him.

"Enveloped"
is the word they used.

And by the time they airlifted
him to the hospital, he was dead.

Giant squid?

What a way to go.

Man.

At the risk
of sounding callous,

where does that leave
the company picnic?

Picnic?

Yeah.

I guess it's still on. As a
matter of fact, you run that now, okay?

You manage the team,
all right?

That would mean full authority
over all phases of the contest,

including competitive eating
and arm wrestling.

I... I do the arm wrestling.

Well, of course.
You're my first choice.

I assume you've
been working out.

ED: Oh, hey, there you are.

Hey. Do you know
if it's true?

How did you hear already?

My spy from the Bellagio.

Yeah. I guess news
like that travels fast.

Yeah.

Giant squid.

Listen, honey,
I wanted to be the first to tell you,

and I'm really sorry I didn't.

But...

Come here.

Wow.

Are you trying
to cop a feel?

It's perfectly all right
to feel a little upset.

He was a good man.

He "was" a good man?

Sure. He had a couple
of faults,

but, you know, personally
I really liked him.

I thought he was
a great guy.

Yeah. Okay. Well,
he's on his way over to the Bellagio.

New Zealand.

Peterson?

Casey.

Casey? What the hell does
Casey have to do with anything?

Casey had a fishing accident.
Bad one.

They airlifted him
to the hospital,

but by the time they got there,
he was dead.

I'm really sorry, honey.

Oh... Okay.

Peterson is on his way to the Bellagio,
so I'm gonna steal him.

She took that pretty well.

(STAMMERlNG)
See, I don't think she...

You think she would still be
up for that hot dog eating contest?

Is that seat taken?

Free country.

Yeah.

I knew you'd say you weren't
hungry so I brought an assortment.

Banana if you're feeling healthy,
Snickers if you're not.

Uh...

Aspirin in case
of a headache.

And, of course, the ultimate
in guilty pleasure, People magazine.

Thanks.

So, how's it going?

It's over.

The whole trial?
Mmm-hmm.

The jury is deliberating.

Well, how long is that
going to take?

The lawyer said it could
be a few hours or a few days, so...

So if you have to go
and do something...

I'm not going anywhere.

Thank you.

MAN: Nine! Winner!

(EXCLAlMlNG)

Big day!

Hey, Mike.
What you got?

Oh, not much action.
A couple of goofball college kids

trying to touch the dealer's cards.
We chucked them.

Good. Good.

So, I can count on you to anchor that
tug-of-war at the company picnic, right?

Sorry, Mike.
Can't do it this year.

I hurt my knee playing
racquetball last week.

Last week?
Yeah.

First question, what are you
doing playing a high-risk activity

one week before game day?

Mike, it's my
weekly exercise.

I don't want to hear
excuses, Dale.

Question two, are you or
are you not prepared to bring it?

I am not prepared
to bring it, Mike.

(MAN LAUGHlNG)

Something amusing there,
Julio?

No, sir,
Mr. Cannon, sir.

Dale, we're not
finished here.

Want to let me in
on the joke?

Sure. But I don't think
you will think it is funny.

Try me.

I'm just thinking that this
is good practice for me

for when we wipe the floor
with your asses.

Since you're so confident, maybe
we should make it interesting this year.

That's fine with me, se?or.

But you better talk
to the man.

The man?

That's right. The man.

(PHONE RlNGlNG)

What?

I told you I would
get you the money.

I need to know
what this man eats.

I need to know what kind
of sheets he likes.

I need to know who he likes
in those sheets with him.

Age, color, size, how many... No,
no, don't interrupt me with questions.

Just give me answers.

Hi, I need 20 grand in cash.

You got an approval form?

Ed will approve it.

Okay. Then go get it.

What?

I said, go get it.

Loser.

How you all doing?

MAN: He's here.

Practice schedule?

You lost, Cannon?

Hey, Ned, how's it going?

It's going.
What can I do for you?

Well, Ed put me in charge of front
of house's team for this year's picnic.

Yeah. I heard.

How?
Not your problem.

I got the news about Casey.
It's too bad.

Squid got him, huh?

Yeah.

Anyway, Julio said I should talk to you about
terms or any other wagers to be made.

Well, you tell your boss
if he wants to make it interesting,

he better come down here
and talk to me himself.

Oh, you don't know Albert?
Or "the pig," as we like to call him?

He's in the hot dog
eating contest.

I don't recall ever seeing Mr.
Pig at the Montecito before.

Well, he's a brand-new
employee in room service kitchen.

Can he cook?

I don't know.
But he can sure eat.

So it's like that, is it?

Listen, Deline
cheated last year.

That's right.
Everybody knows it.

He dug his nails into my wrist
in the arm wrestling competition.

This year, we come to play.

He didn't cheat, Ned.
You lost fair and square.

(SCOFFlNG)

If I were you, I'd start
heading back upstairs.

We'll see you soon.

You better tell Deline there
better be enough shrimp this year,

because my people are hungry.

(ALL LAUGHlNG)

Okay, so here's my idea
for the company picnic.

"Around the Globe
in 45 Minutes."

We'll set up stations representing
all the continents.

And then our guests can sample indigenous
foods from all over the world.

Here, here, look at my menu.

Mom, this is not
going to fly.

Why not?

Because people don't
want indigenous food.

They want steak
and lobster and shrimp.

Remember what happened
last year?

They almost crucified Daddy.

Okay, but please, not shrimp cocktail.
It's so boring.

How about a shrimp
and cassoulet?

Jillian, I need your help.
Sure, Mike, what?

Ed's not participating in
the golf shootout this year.

I need him to save his
strength for arm wrestling.

Does Ed know this?

With all due respect,
it's not his call.

Now, how's your game?

Mine? Good. I thought this
competition was for employees only.

It doesn't seem to matter
to back of house.

Delinda, are we looking
for someone at Wolfgang's?

Are you asking me
to hire my mother?

Just for the day.

Waitress?

You must be kidding.

Wasn't there that availability
for assistant manager?

This is title only.
You wield no actual power.

Fine. Let's talk salary.

What do you want?

I want you and Danny, Sunday
night dinner, my house, for a month.

But it's my only day off.

Done.

Hello, Danny.

Nice of you to
be here for Mary.

She was always lucky
to have a friend like you.

Well, she needed someone
to look out for her.

Yeah.

Good to see you.

(GRUNTS)

I told you if you ever came
near her again I would kill you.

Well, that goes for
her little sisters, too.

Let go.

Hey, how you doing?
You okay with everything?

Why wouldn't I be
okay with everything?

No reason. Why are you walking with me?

Sam, I need to know that in
light of everything that's happened,

you're still my go-to person
for competitive eating.

What are you talking about?

Look, I know you're
small in stature,

but you have an almost
inhuman metabolism.

And we all remember how
you performed a few years back

in that hot dog
eating contest.

I need to know
I can still count on you.

Of course you can
count on me.

And so I can sleep tonight,
please tell me you've been training.

Get a life, Mike.
I'm serious.

You have no idea of the monster
they recruited to beat you.

They call him "the pig." And he looks
like he eats three of you for breakfast.

Okay, listen to me, Michael. I'm very busy
so just tell me when and where to be,

and there will be nothing
left of this pig but the carcass.

Hey, do you think that
Ed will approve 20,000

for the cell phone number of this huge whale
I'm trying to steal from the Bellagio?

For a cell number?
Mmm-hmm.

Doubtful.
Will you lend me 20 grand?

Even more doubtful.

(KNOCKlNG ON DOOR)

Hey.

How is she?

Who?
Mary.

Delinda said she
wasn't feeling well.

You went down to take
care of her or something.

She's fine.

She's probably going to take
a few days off, but she's fine.

Good.

I assume you heard about
what happened with Casey, huh?

Oh, yeah, I did. It's...

It's a tough way to go.

In case I go in some kind
of ridiculous way,

do me a favor,
make up some good story.

You know, like ClA,
you know.

My pleasure.

Anyway, if there's
nothing else pressing,

just watch Sam for me,
will you?

I will.

Where the hell
have you been?

Taking care of some
personal business. Ah!

I got you down for volleyball
with Delinda and tug-of-war.

Can I count on you?

Yeah, Coach. What about
the obstacle course?

What about it?

You?

I'm the only one training.

Are you prepared to balance
a spoon on your nose for five minutes?

If I have to, yeah.
'Cause I am.

And there's no ifs about it.
Hey, hey, hey!

You two putzes want
to take it outside, please?

I believe he's
talking to you.

I'm not the one training
with a spoon on my nose.

What?

I spoke with Ned
downstairs.

He wants to negotiate a wager,
but he'll deal with only you.

Tell him to come on up.

He wants you to come down.

Get the hell out of here.

Ed?
Yeah.

He's been working out.
Looks buff.

Out.

MAN: I mean, this is just not acceptable
for a restaurant of this caliber.

On our anniversary.
I really need to see a manager.

Excuse me. I'm Jillian Deline.
I'm the assistant manager.

Is there a problem?

This meal has been a disaster.
First, the soup is cold.

Then I found a three-foot
hair in my risotto.

Stop right there, sir.
Your meal is on the house.

And please order anything else
you'd like to have. I'm terribly sorry.

Excuse me.

What do you think
you're doing?

I'm comping his meal. Honey,
you have real problems in the kitchen.

Three-foot hair?

Mom, have you looked
at our kitchen staff?

It's a law that
they wear hairnets.

You just fell for
the oldest con in town.

I just thought any restaurant
in the world would comp their meal.

Yes. Anywhere else
in the world.

Remember, it's Vegas.
Everyone's looking for a scam.

Did you get the number?

You get the money?
Number first.

I'm out of here.

Whoa, I was just about
to write you a check. Come on.

You want me to
make it out to cash?

Why don't you make
it out to "moron"?

Sam, you got the
money or not?

Well, I just thought you wouldn't want to
walk out of the casino with, you know,

cash falling out
of your pockets.

But you want cash right now?

Sure.
Okay.

I'll be right back.
Wait right here.

Hey, Sam. You okay?

What?

Ed asked me to check in and
make sure you're doing all right.

Wait, what do you mean, check in?
What am l, a child?

No. He just cares
about you.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. You know what,
I am having a little bit of a hard time.

Yeah, I know.
If there's anything that you need,

please do not
hesitate to ask.

Really? Anything?

Yeah, anything.
Absolutely.

This is kind of awkward.

Can I borrow some
money from you?

Does this have something
to do with Casey?

Yeah.

I just thought maybe, you know, I should
take care of his funeral. I mean...

I just feel like it should
be from me. Is that silly?

I feel like that's silly
now that I'm saying it out loud.

No. I think that's a sweet gesture.
Oh, you do?

Do you have 20 grand
I could borrow?

Yeah. That's a lot of dough.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
You got that kind of flow or no?

I... When can I get it back?

Couple weeks. Tops.

You know what,
I don't want to put you out.

I shouldn't have asked you.
I shouldn't have... You know what? Here.

Come here, come here.

How soon do you need it?

Now. Could you have it
wired to the cage?

Okay. Okay.

Do you have an appointment?

Ed wants you to come
to his office for the meeting.

What, he's too magnificent
to come down here himself?

So what do you want
to do about the meeting?

I ain't going up there,
so meeting adjourned.

DELlNDA: Hey.

Hey, where have you been?

Educating my mother on some
of the basic scams of Vegas.

Like stealing silverware?

Hair in the risotto.

Ah, yummy.

How's Mary?

She seems to be doing okay. She went
home while the jury deliberates, so...

You know, if you want to hang
with her tonight, I'm cool with it.

No. No. I think she's
going to want her space.

But you are pretty cool.
Come here.

What the hell?

(ELEVATOR BELL DlNGS)

Deline.

Oshinski.

Have a seat.

Thank you.

What the hell
is going on?

Is that Ed with the
maintenance guy?

Your man said you want
to make it interesting this year?

I just thought we could make
it a little more creative than cash.

I mean, this being
Vegas and all.

Fine.

That is a very nice view that
you have way up there from your office.

Yes. Yes, yes, it is.

Why are they in the middle
of the grand ballroom?

That's the deal.

You win, then you and l
switch offices.

What about the rest
of my staff?

My boys here will install

security systems in the heads
of your department's houses.

Sir, I see a number of problems
with this plan right off the bat.

What?

Well, for starters,
if we lose,

it seems that Danny and l are
the only ones who bear the brunt of it.

I guess you better not lose.

What if we win?

(WHlSPERlNG)

We shave our heads?

See, I don't find that
to be very punitive.

Look, I'll tell you what.

If we win, you guys work
a free weekend for me.

Again. These negotiations
are going very poorly.

Done?

Deal?
Deal.

What do you do that for?

That's disgusting.

Come on.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Yes?

Hello, Mr. Peterson.
This is Margaret from the Bellagio.

I'm calling to confirm your reservation,
sir, for this evening,

because you haven't
checked in yet.

I'll be in briefly.
How did you get this number?

It was on the computer.
All the staff's got it.

Let's see what we
got here for you.

We have you confirmed
in a nonsmoking double room.

How do you feel about me trying to
upgrade that up to a Strip view for you?

Get off the phone.
Hang up.

(WHlSPERS)
Just one second.

Hello, Mr. Peterson?

I usually have the same
suite reserved for me.

Mr. Peterson, we are at
max capacity this weekend.

We will be unable to
accommodate you at this time.

Do you have
any idea who I am?

Yeah. Sure. It says right
here you're Mr. Vince Peterson.

496 Park Avenue,
New York, New York.

Social Security Number 540...

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
You have my social in your computer?

Just for tax purposes. We look
forward to seeing you, Mr. Peterson.

Hang up the phone.
Have a safe flight.

What?

Hello?

Okay, I'm going to do
my best to stay calm

and give you the benefit
of the doubt here, Sam.

As you should.
We've been through a lot together.

The 20,000 I loaned you for
your dead ex-husband's funeral.

It's not for his funeral.

Okay. You give me
one good reason why

I shouldn't throw your
little ass over this ledge.

Because I'll pay you back 40.

Oh, you'll pay me back 40?

Yeah. Do you understand
what's happening here?

This is Mr. Vince Peterson.

I don't care.

This guy could blow
20 million in one weekend.

That's a big chunk
of change for me. For us.

Sam, you violated
my trust.

No, I didn't.

I just didn't tell you
the truth.

Wow. Wow. You know what,
you're right. My mistake.

I actually attributed
human emotion to you,

(PHONE RlNGS) that you could
actually care about Casey's death.

Do not answer that.

It's Vince Peterson. Okay.
Pretend like you're from the Bellagio.

No.
Please?

I'm not answering
the phone for you.

Please. Do you want
your money back or not?

Don't try to sound macho.
Just give him a little of the gay.

Bellagio.
How may I help you?

That's perfect.

Yes. That's right, Mr.
Peterson. I'm sorry.

We're at max capacity
this weekend.

I do apologize,
but I'll do everything that I can

to get you into a junior suite,
okay? Goodbye.

If this guy
doesn't show up...

Yeah, I know. You'll throw
me off the ledge. I got it. I got it.

Hey, listen, I think it's
kind of sweet that you care about me.

Don't worry, Sam.
I no longer do.

Goodnight, folks.
Thanks for coming. Have a nice evening.

(THUDDlNG)
ALAN: Ahhh!

What happened?

I don't know.
I slipped on something.

Oh, no. Are you okay, honey?

I twisted my leg. You know,
these floors are incredibly slippery.

It's a lawsuit
waiting to happen.

What did you slip on?

I don't know.
A wet spot or something.

And where exactly is
this alleged wet spot?

I don't know.
Somewhere around here.

Okay, mister.
Up. Let's go.

What?

You fool me once, shame on you.
Fool me twice...

Mr. Marshall,
are you okay?

Hey, Delinda. Alan fell on
a wet spot and twisted his knee.

Don't worry.
I'm going to call 911 right now.

Thank you. And Delinda,
the new manager's a little bit rude.

Don't worry. I'm going
to take care of that. Right now.

Miss Deline, your services here
at the Montecito are no longer required.

What?

Mom, you're fired.

Fine. Good luck
in the golf event.

Mom!

Miss Deline.

Hey, Mary, it's Danny again.
Just checking in.

Give me a call back
when you get this.

Let me know you're okay.

Is that Mary?

Her machine.

So, I'm operating
under the assumption

she's unavailable
for tomorrow's picnic.

I think you might be taking this
competition a little bit too seriously.

This isn't just for the glory.

Ed bet that we will set up security
systems in their pads if we lose.

What?
Yes.

And what happens
if they lose?

Nothing. They're gonna
work for a free weekend.

Are you kidding me?
Who made this deal?

Who do you think?

Oh, now I got
your attention.

Well, I tell you what,
I want you in bed early tonight.

And none of that hanky-panky
stuff tonight, all right?

Okay, yeah, yeah.
Save it all for the field.

I will.
All right.

Mr. Peterson.

Yes.

Sam Marquez
from the Montecito.

How are you this evening? Fine.

Yeah.
Where's the Bellagio car?

Oh, I have no idea. You know, I had
heard that the Bellagio was overbooked.

Can I offer you
a ride somewhere?

I really only like playing
at the Bellagio.

Understood.

I'm just offering
a little transportation.

No strings attached.

No strings attached.

Never.

Everyone likes to
hear that, right?

I heard that your taste
skews toward the Orient.

What did you say
your name was?

Marquez. Sam Marquez.

Hello.

I want to welcome everyone
to the annual Montecito Company Picnic.

And remember, this is supposed
to be about good, clean fun.

Okay. I hope no one is buying
that good, clean fun crap.

Because, wow, I assure you, back
of house came to play. So let's do it.

Coach?
What?

What are we playing for?

Glory. Pride. Honor.

Yeah, well, maybe you should mention the
part about the surveillance department

installing security systems
in their homes.

What?
Yeah.

Coach didn't mention that?
Yeah, he and Ed negotiated it.

Do you have any idea
how long that will take?

Hey, what do we get
if we win?

Oh, you're going to love this.
Tell them what they win.

Well, Danny, back of house
has to work a free weekend.

(ALL PROTESTlNG) No!
No way! Are you crazy?

How could you
negotiate that?

Hey, listen, we're going to win,
so it's not an issue.

Not an issue.
Are there any other questions?

Coach!
What?

Where's Sam?

If he wakes up,
call me immediately.

But I don't think he'll
be waking up anytime soon.

I'll be back
in 20 minutes.

Eddie, don't do this.

Do me a favor, just give a rest.
Cut it out. Please.

I'm serious.
Think about it. You're too old.

Hey, enough with the old stuff already.
Okay? Enough.

ANNOUNCER: On the main stage, we have front
of house versus back of house arm wrestling.

Come watch and enjoy a little
friendly Montecito competition.

What's wrong?

You're worried about Dad
doing the arm wrestling?

Oh, I don't care about that.

Honey, your dad's
about to go sleeveless.

No!

Oh!

(PEOPLE EXCLAlMlNG)

Mom, I'm so sorry.

In volleyball,
representing front of house,

Delinda Deline
and Danny McCoy.

Representing back of house,
Ollie Newtson and Olga Reunberg.

(PEOPLE CHEERlNG)

That guy work for
the Montecito?

Never seen him before.

One more minute
and your girl forfeits.

She'll be here.

We'll see.
Yeah.

Where have you been?

Relax. I had a
late breakfast.

I feel kind of full.

Maybe I shouldn't have
had that last order of pancakes.

I find none of this
amusing.

Hi, Mr. Pig.

Forget him.

Right. I'm assuming
these are all beef.

Any relish?

Hey!

Dan McCoy.

(SPEAKlNG SWEDlSH)

Okay. Good luck.
Come here.

I think they
recruited a ringer,

but that's okay, because you
played college volleyball, right?

DELlNDA: I have
a confession to make.

What? You never played
college volleyball?

I never really
went to college.

(WHOOPS)

(WHlSTLE BLOWS)

(PEOPLE CHEERlNG)

(BLOWS WHlSTLE)

(PEOPLE CHEERlNG)

There you go.

Sorry, honey.

Here we go.

He's digging his nails.
He's digging his nails.

Why are you such a bitch,
Ned? Come on.

You're one classy guy.

Hey, hey.
Okay. Okay. Settle.

One, two, three! Go!

ANNOUNCER:
Winner, back of house!

(BLOWS WHlSTLE)

See ya.
Thanks, Sam.

Girl can eat.

(PEOPLE CHEERlNG)

Working out pretty hard
this year, huh, Ned?

Yeah. Tired, Ed?

Yeah. What do you say
we just get it over with, huh?

(WHlSTLE BLOWS)

Not bad, Oshinski.
You're one powerful man.

ANNOUNCER: Ed Deline,
our winner in arm wrestling.

So that gives another point
to front of house.

What's the deal here?

No idea.

MAN: Contestants ready?

Okay, come on. Come on.
Set!

(BLOWS WHlSTLE)

(ALL SCREAMlNG)

Yes!

Sorry. Sorry about that.

They're up to something.
Yeah.

And that ties up the score
heading into the final event.

All right, obstacle course
contestants, line up!

Mike, Mike, Mike!

All right, you ready?

I'm in the zone.
Are you focused?

Total focus.
Total focus, baby. Total focus.

Let me see the fight!
Come on!

It's right here!
It's right...

I said I'm focused.
Okay. Okay. Okay.

(WHlSTLE BLOWS)

On your mark...

Are you ready to
meet your maker?

Get set!

Go!

(CROWD CHEERlNG)

DANNY: Mikey!
You're going to win!

Gonna win!

(BLOWS WHlSTLE)

ALL: Mike! Mike! Mike! Mike!
Mike! Mike! Mike! Mike! Mike!

Go!

Yeah! Come on!

Come on! Come on!

He's got him. It's over. Go. Come on!

ALL: Mike! Mike! Mike! Mike!
Mike! Mike! Mike! Mike! Mike!

Lose focus?

I'm a weak man.

No. No. Just a man.

ANNOUNCER: The winners and
overall champions are back of house!

We'd like to thank everyone
for all their hard work.

Have a great night.
Drink up!

And may I present
Los Lonely Boys.

(CHEERlNG)

(WHOOPS)

How's everybody doing tonight?

I said, how's everybody
doing tonight, y'all?

Are y'all ready for some
Texican rock and roll?

(BAND SINGING)

Sam, there's a lawyer
here to see you.

Tell him I'm busy.

Her. And she says
it's important.

Important to who,
Carter?

To whom.

Lose her.

Hello, Mr. Peterson.
Hi.

Well-rested?

Not exactly.

Oh, very nice.
Would you like to gamble?

I suppose I should
repay your hospitality.

Oh.

You should know that
when I gamble, I like...

Red decks?

Male dealers
with new manicures?

Dirty Sue martini up
with two olives?

Montecristo No. 2.

You've done your homework.

I was never very good
in school. I cheated.

I like cheaters.

(BAND PLAYING)

(PHONE RlNGS)

Ed Deline's office.

No. I'm sorry. Mr. Deline won't
be taking any meetings this week.

Better take out
another five mil, Sam.

You're covered.

The lawyer insists on
speaking with you right now.

Could you excuse me
for one second?

Sure.

Hi.

My name is Meredith Roberts
and this is my associate...

That's great.
You have 30 seconds.

Is there somewhere
we can go and talk?

No. There's absolutely not.
You have 20 seconds.

We thought you'd like to know that
an autopsy of Casey Manning's remains

revealed traces of
botulinum in his system.

He was poisoned.

Oh, no, no, no.
I've been here the whole time.

You can check the
surveillance cameras.

Carter knows
I'm always here...

Miss Marquez, I'm also the
executor of Mr. Manning's will.

It seems he's left you
the hotel and casino.

What?

You own the Montecito.

Maybe we should go
somewhere and talk.

Hey.

Where's Sam?

She has some work to do.
Trust me.

(PHONE RlNGS)

It's Mary.

Hello?

MARY: Hey.

Hey.

He got off.

What?

The jury rendered their
verdict an hour ago.

Jeez. You okay?

I'm fine.
Just worried about my little sisters.

Yeah. I'm on my way
down there.

No. I'm okay.
It's done.

I just want to be alone.
Thank you for everything.

You've been a great friend, Danny.

(STAMMERlNG)

Hey, is she okay?

I don't think so.

What can I help you with?

How much for that.38?