Las Vegas (2003–2008): Season 4, Episode 4 - History of Violins - full transcript

To be fair, it's not really
your violin, is it?

It's your brother's.

It's not just
the violin, though, is it?

I mean,
it's a Stradivarius worth,

what, a million?

Yes, it's Oliver's instrument,
but he loaned it to me.

And it's actually worth
3 million,

which is why I keep it here,
locked up.

Safe and sound.

I see.

This wouldn't be
what I'd call good.



The Strad.

(Woody)
Looks like you've been robbed.

That's good police work there,
Sherlock.

Oh, jeez,
my brother's gonna kill me.

Trust me, I think you're safe.

This really pisses me off.

(Delinda)
You realize that
if I'm moving in here,

that shower curtain
has got to go.

(Danny)
Okay, well, you have
something against golf?

In the bathroom, yes.

Okay.
Okay.

But you don't want to change
anything else, right?

I mean, you have to admit
this place is pretty perfect.

Yeah, just a few little
nothing things.



Like what?
[phone ringing]

Oh, it's your dad.

Tell him we're moving in
together.

You tell him we're moving in
together.
He's not calling me.

I don't know why
he's calling me.
Answer it.

Answer it.
Be calm.

Hey, Ed, what's up?

What? How?

Okay, I'll be there
in 15 minutes.

What, what, what?

Somebody tunneled
into the safe deposit vault

and took everything.

You do realize
that as head of security,

I'm kind of responsible
for this robbery.

Oh, please.

I might just lose my job.

I might.

Bye.
Mwah.

What you're gonna lose
is that chair.

How could this happen?
That's what
I want to know.

Well, Mary, our cameras
don't monitor

the safe deposit box area
for the privacy of our guests.

We rely solely
on our security system,

after-hour motion
and sound detection.

Excuse me, Mike.
Forgive me for asking this.

But I know for a fact we have
sub floor wiring to alert us,

let's say,

in case somebody
tunneled in.

This isn't our fault.

Clearly, someone knew
which wires to cut,

how to bypass
our security system.

We're dealing
with a pro here, Ed.

They tunneled through
the sewer system.

Knew just where to go.
Are the cops on their way?

No, no, no cops.

Here we go.
Yeah, here we go.

Because you
don't get it.

This is worse
than stolen money.

This is people's
personal belongings,

irreplaceable belongings.

If this gets out,
you know,

that's the worst possible
publicity we can get.

So we're supposed to find
whoever did this

by the time we open
tomorrow morning,

recover the stolen property,
and return it?

You know, I think
you're catching on.

It's a little...industrious.

How do we even know
what was stolen?

We know that there was

a $3 million Stradivarius
stolen, okay?

That should be good
for a start.

Hey, Sam.
You're back early.

Walking with purpose.
It must be true.

I don't have time
for your gssing games.

You seen Ed?

Safety deposit boxes
got robbed?
Whoa.

Who told you--ow!

I know everything.
I just don't usually care.

Mmm, strawberry lube?

Do me a favor,
and don't care about this.

You got enough problems
of your own.

I don't have problems.
I'm problem free.

Why, what problems do you
think I have?
Woody's here.

And he's pissed about you
standing him up at the wedding.

Okay, first of all,
there was no wedding.

And second of all, why do I have
to explain myself to some dude

who's not even my boy--oh!

Yeah, this is mature.

Okay, okay, okay.

If you're not interested
in the guy, just tell him.

Man up.
Woman up.

All right,
forget about Woody.

I need to tell you
about Lawrence Taylor.

L.T.?

He has some valuables
in those safety deposit boxes.

The winner of two Super Bowls,
Lawrence Taylor's here?

He's got his world championship
ring in one of those boxes.

25 or 21?
That's the one.

Which one?
21.

Ooh, that's the good one.
We gotta find that one.
Ooh.

(Danny)
Okay, I'm here.
What can I do?

Well, you can help
Jordan and Woody

with the murder investigation.

They're interrogating
that Brad Kern

in the holding room.

Okay, what about
the robbery?

Mike and I
will handle that.

Can I at least get an update?
I am head of security.

Okay, right now we're putting
together a list of names.

Anyone involved with
the rebuilding of the Montecito

last year--electricians,
plumbers, engineers,

even the cleanup crew.

Anyone who might have knowledge
of the hotel's blueprint

and the city sewer system.

Okay, we didn't call
the cops yet?

Because that would be
an absolute PR nightmare.

Like father, like son.

What's that?
Let's get this done.

Anyway...

this guy looks to me to be
a really good possibility.

He's an electrician's assistant
with a shady past.

He worked for this alarm cpany
in Tucson for three years.

He would know just how
to disarm the system,

where to cut the wires, how to
disable the sub floor alarm?

(Mike)
Yeah, I was studying
the wiring,

and they don't look so much cut
as they do gnawed.

What are you saying?

Somebody bit their way
into the vault?

Not somebody,
some thing.

I think maybe it was Lulu
who disabled the alarm,

an unwitting participant
in the success

of this unfortunate heist.

Wait, who the hell is Lulu?

She's a rat--a pet rat,
actually.

One of our guests
back in July

reported her missing,
and given her penchant

for the taste
of plastic and metal,

I think maybe she's
our electrical culprit.

Um, she's a white

Norwegian rat.

Rattus Norvegicus,
technically.

Rather beautiful.

Uh, if you admire rodents.

Mike, um,

we don't allow rodents
at the Montecito.

We rarely invite them
to the casino.

Well, I put out cruelty-free
traps last month,

but so far
we didn't have any luck.

Mike, get cruel.
Just get cruel, Mike.

I would like that rat's head
on a platter.

You mean, kill it?

Yeah.

You have one job now,
and you have one job only.

He will handle
the murder investigation.

I will take care
of the robbery, and you...

you will get the rat.

We'd love
to believe you, Brad.

We really would.

But this does not
look goofor you.

He was beaten to death
with his own music stand.

I loved my brother.
I could never hurt him.

Running off to Vegas
with Oliver's violin?

You could see how that
might look to a jury.

I have no proof

that my brother loaned me
the violin for my audition.

I mean, you only
have my word on that.

But I did nothing
to hide my trip here.

I mean, I was easy to find
for a reason.

I understand the violin

was stolen from
a safe deposit box?

Maybe this
was an insurance scam?

Why would I have
my brother killed

and have the Strad stolen?

It didn't belong to me.

I couldn't have collected
the insurance money.

So you'd be willing to submit
to a DNA test.

It might help prove
your innocence.

Do whatever you want.

Ok.

As a matter of fact, you can
give me a lie detector test.

I'm totally innocent,
and you'll see.

Don't even think about it,
Daddy.

Don't think about what?
Danny called me.

He said you might do something
crazy like this.

Honey, all I'm doing is going
down--
Going down into

a dark, dangerous hole and
finding God's knows who or what

on the other end.

I know how to protect myself.

Good, then you can
protect me too.

What?
Because I'm going with you.

No, you're not.

What'd you say?
I can't hear you?

You know, you're just like
your mother.

You just don't listen.

Hey, Nigel, it's Jordan.

Any word on the DNA found
under Oliver Kern's nails?

Uh-huh.

Well, I'm sending Brad Kern's
sample over for comparison.

You should have that
in a few hours, okay?

Hey, Jordan.

He
Hey, I heard you were here.

Yeah, I'm working on a case.
How are you?

Can't complain.
Can't complain.

I'm working on a big security
project myself--very hush hush.

Oh, related to the robbery?
Could be. Could be.

But, hey, if you need any help
with what you're working on,

I'm your man.
You know about the murder.

I'm top level security
clearance here, Jordan.

There's not much
I don't know.

Ah, I will keep
that in mind.
Yeah.

Actually, there is something
I could use.

What's that?

A room.

Just so I could freshen up.

You know, I thought maybe while
I was waiting on forensics,

I could take a bath.

Well you look plenty
fresh to me,

but your wish is my command.

[snapping]
Hey, Mary?
Mm-hm.

Could you comp a room for Jordan
so she can freshen up?

Uh, the boutiques are closed,
I'm afraid.

But Mary will send
somebody up from laundry,

have your clothes
cleaned and pressed,

and back to you
within an hour.

Oh, thank you.

Did...you just
snap at me?

No, I don't think so.

'Cause I heard snappin'.

Oh, I didn't hear anything.
It's really loud.

(man on walkie-talkie)
Lulu's on the move.

Ventilation five,
sector three.

Roger that.

If you'll excuse me, ladies.

Did he say Lulu?
I think so.

Maybe it's some kind
of security code?

He did snap at me, didn't he?
Definite snaps.

Uh-huh.

Hey, maybe I could use that
in my standup routine.

Snapping's funny, right?

Even the word's funny, "snap."

You're doing standup.

Yeah, yeah, still working out
the kinks, though.

Snap, snappy, snap-ah!

Snap.

Tell you what,
this took a lot of men

and a lot of big equipment.

So this tunnel
ends where?

The sewer?

Well, if my nose
is working correctly,

the answer to that is yes.

I saw Shawshank Redemption,

and I'm not diving
into fecal matter.

These are my Seven
For All Mankind jeans.

I don't know
what you're doing here anyway.

I mean, what are you
doing here?

I didn't ask you.

I'm trying to be close
to you, Daddy.

I mean, this is one of those
father-daughter moments

that don't come along
very often.

Don't you feel it?

Uh-huh.

I feel like we could talk
about anything down here.

It's like a confessional.

No anger.
No judgment.

Just plain and simple
communication.

Okay, stop.

What?

What is it that you want
to tell me, sweetheart?

Danny and I
are moving in together.

That's great.
Terrific.

Terrific?
Yeah.

I mean, you're a big girl now,
and you know what you're doing.

It's great.

No speech about

why buy the cow when you can
get the milk for free?

No, no.

Watch out for this rock
over here.

So what you're telling me

is I didn't have to come down
this hole at all.

I could've told you this
all up on Earth.

Yup, that's what
I'm telling you.

But since you're here now,

let's just continue
this bonding.

Right this way, ma'am.

Like there's a choice here.

Solving a murder,
that's sexy.

Chasing after a rat,
that ain't sexy.

Lulu.

That wire tastes good, huh?

Wait 'til you get
a taste of this.

That brie's triple cream.

From France.

Gotcha.

Oh.
[squealing]

Ah, ah, oh!

(Woody)
Man, I have never seen
a poly like this.

I have really gotta move

to Vegas.
Do these things really work?

It's inadmissible,

[whispering]
but it'll tell us
what we need to know.

Okay, Brad.

If that is, in fact,
your name.

(Brad)
Well, actually--

Yes or no responses,
please.

All right, can we get on
with this?

Is your name
Bradley Kern?

No, it's Bradford,
actually,

but I go by Brad.

Bradford's kinda gay,
so I--

That isn't a yes or no.

Bradford is sort of gay.
He's not lying.

Okay, and you live--

or shall I say lived
with your brother,

Oliver Kern.
Yes.

Were you jealous
of your brother's success?

He was a better violinist.

That's true,

but he was always
supportive of me.

Okay, why isn't he answering
yes or no?

Because it's yes and no.
You gotta pick one.

Did you steal the Stradivarius
from Oliver, or did you not?

I mean, it's pretty
cut and dry--
I'm sorry.

What?
I'm sorry, Danny.

I'm conducting an official
investigation as an officer--

Dude, this is my hotel.
Yeah.

Okay?
Where you're a security guard

where you're not even
allowed to carry a gun.

I don't need a gun, and I was
just about to show you that

in the boxing ring.
Oh, yeah?

Bring it.
Bring it.

Can we continue this?
Can we continue?

No, I did not steal
the Stradivarius.

I borrowed it.

Okay.

Did you kill your brother?

No.

Did you have any knowledge
that he was going to be killed?

No, I didn't.

Oliver was the only
family I had.

He's, uh, telling the truth,
isn't he?

[mouthing]
Sorry.

Okay, we're done here.

[water running]

Hey.
Hey.

I just wanted to check on you
and let you know that

your clothes
will be ready shortly.

Great.
And help yourself
to the mini bar.

It's comped too.

Wow, even the macadamia nuts?

Especially the macadamia nuts.

Thank you.
Oh, Mary.

Can I please
ask you a question?

You want to know
about Mike Cannon.

What?

He asked me about you, too,
you know.

Oh, really?
Yeah.

What did he ask?
Oh, you know.

If you're single,
what your story is.

He thought there were some
sparks there earlier.

Oh, God.
Sparks.

I don't know.
I mean--

I don't really know the guy.
Well, he's very smart.

He went to MIT.
He's funny.

He's charming.
He's athletic.

A smart man is truly
hard to find.

Mike Cannon,
he's a great catch.

Ah!

Oh.

[coughing]

How y'all doing?

(Brad)
Well, I guess I should
get home,

deal with my brother's
arrangements.

Well, it's probably
gonna take a little time.

I don't think they're gonna
release the body for burial

while the investigation
continues.

Yeah, I didn't know
how it worked.

And don't you have an audition
for the Vegas Philharmonic?

Doesn't do me a lot of good
without a violin.

Well, you know,

maybe I could
help you find something.

It might not be a Stradivarius,
but, you know.

Well, I mean--
Just let me see
what I can do.

You're being really nice,
Mr. McCoy.

Well, we did just interrogate
you and accuse you of murder.

I think the least I can do
is comp your stay

and get you a violin,
you know?
Thank you.

And stick around.
Have another beer or two.

(Delinda)
What are we looking for anyway?

Anything the crew
might've left behind.

Stuff too heavy
to carry or something.

Like that?
Yeah.

I feel like
Mulder and Scully.

Who's that?
Never mind.

Oh, God.

Unh.

Ugh.

[water swishing]

Or stuff like this
that wasn't worth carrying.

Can we go back now?

Yeah.

We can go back now.

Come on.
Ugh.

[blowing in ear]

Hi, stranger.

Hey, smudgy, look at you.

I know, I have to go home
and shower,

and I have to start nesting.
Really?

So did you tell your old man
we're moving in together?
Yep.

Yeah, and?
He's totally cool with it.

Really?
Wow.
Yeah.

He even gave me a couple
of extra days to move in.

But I'm gonna be stuck here.

I don't think we can do it
till, like, next weekend.

Danny, I can handle it.

I know.

But, you know, I just thought
thatthat we were gonna make

these kind of decisions
together.
Uh-huh.

It's just a little blending.
I know.

Don't worry.
Okay.

Okay.
Okay, I'm not.

Trust me.
I trust you.

Okay.
Okay.

You know why?
Why?

Because...that's what
relationships are all about,

is trust.
Okay.

You're sweaty.
I read that somewhere.

Okay.

Bye.

Well, it's definitely
a human hair.

Female, I'd say.

So how do you know
the gender?

Uh, highlights

and lowlights.

The natural colors
are dark brown,

but there are traces
of these other colors

that adhere to the surface.

No offense, Jordan,

but I know lots of guys
that dye their hair.

True enough.

I could run DNA
just to know for sure,

but I don't think I'd make
your 10:00 a.m. deadline.

Hey, Ed, are you sure
you don't want to call in

the local authorities on this?

Oh no, too much red tape.
They'd slow me down.

Yeah, no one knows tt
better than I do.

Jordan,
thank you for your help.

I owe you one.
Hey.

If you don't mind,

I'd like to send this
to a lab I know locally.

Maybe if I drop your name,
it'll help speed things up.

That'd be nice.

[crowd chattering]

[women cheering]

More like the wheel of
misfortune right now, isn't it?

Woody, you're here.

Zip it, Marquez.

Hmm, "Marquez."

You must be upset
about something.

Although, I can't
imagine what.

You can't imagine what?

You can't imagine
being stood up at a wedding?

You can't imagine flying
halfway across the country,

using up all
your frequent flyer miles,

only to get here
and not have a date.

You can't imagine that?

Oh, see, I thought
you had stood me up.

So we just got
our signals crossed.

I'm a cop, Samantha.

I know when people
are lying.

Their pupils dilate.
They don't blink.
All right.

Look, we both know that I'm a
better liar than you are a cop.

But we'll find out.
Hmm.

What are we doing?

You're gonna take
a lie detector test.

(Ed)
Do we actually have any proof

that Mike went
to MIT?

Now that you mention it,
I've never seen the sheepskin.

No, me neither.

[beeping]

So how's it going
with the robbery investigation?

I'm done with all this murder
business, if you need some help.

We've got some evidence that
there's a woman involved,

but she couldn't
have done it alone.

I mean, she needed a crew
and some big equipment to dig

that kind of hole.
Maybe they borrowed

some equipment from one
of the local construction sites.

I could go check it out, see
if anything's missing, stolen.

Good, and oddly enough,
this Dino Mackey's in town.

Dino Mackey?

He's, um,
appraiser and dealer

of antiques and fine art.

I mean, that's what it says
on his tax returns anyway.

But in reality, he's a big-time
fence--I mean, big time.

I have a good feeling

that he might be able
to lead us to that Stradivarius.

And what about
the Super Bowl ring?

What Super Bowl ring?

One of Sam's whales

had a Super Bowl ring stolen
from the safety deposit boxes.

Let's go check it out.
Yeah, just wait a minute.

I understand you're moving in
with my daughter.

Uh...

yeah.

Yeah, we are.

Uh-huh.

This is ridiculous.

It's not ridiculous
if you're a liar.
All right.

Well, ask me
the stupid questions

so we can be done with this,
please.
Okay.

Did you knowingly stand me up
at the wedding?

Yes, I did,
but I had a good reason.

Yes or no answers
will suffice.

Yes.

But I think finding
a dead stripper

in your ex-brother-in-law's
hotel is a pretty good reason.

Wow, there was really
a dead stripper.

Yes.

Okay, uh, did you feel badly
about being forced

to stand me up?

No, I did not,
and you know what?

I'm bored,
and I'm leaving.

Is there someone else?!

No, there isn't anyone else.

We had a good time together.

What is with all this dra?

[sighs]
It isn't a yes or no.

You're supposed to give me
yes or nos.

Is there someone else?
Hey, what about Jordan?

You and Jordan, you guys
are always together, right?

The hot cop

and the sexy medical examiner.

You guys are like
peanut butter and jelly.

No, you're like, uh,

beer and tequila.

No, you're like porno and--

We're friends, okay?
Can we get back to this, please?

[laughing]

I know what
we're really doing here.

You are so transparent.

Oh, yeah?
Yeah.

Where am I transparent?

You want to play
with that polygraph?

Mm-mm-mm, look at this.

Boy, Boston PD
could never afford

one this nice, could they?

You had to invent a reason to
use this, and that reason is me.

That is ridiculous.
Mmm.

But why don't we
switch things up,

and you can ask me some stuff.
All right, I'm busy.

I mean, you gotta admit,
this thing is pretty darn cool.

I've just never seen one
so high tech.

We got one in Boston,
but it's totally prehistoric.

Bye, Woody.
See ya.

[door slams]

The DNA under Oliver Kern's
nails match someone in CODIS?

Hmm.

Larry Dean.

I thought that Brad Kern

found a way
to beat the polygraph test,

but I guess he didn't
kill his brother.

Hmm.
[thump]

Mike.

Hey...
Hey.

Uh, is everything okay?

Yeah.
Yeah, sure.

Definitely.

[clears throat]

I'm just making sure
things are good with you.

Oh, I'm fine.

Good.

[clears throat]

So, are you thirsty?

I mean, do you want to come in
for something to drink?

I was just about to open up
this tiny, free bottle

of $75 champagne.

[laughs]

Uh...

I shouldn't.
I'm working on a big project.

Ed's been all over me
about it, so--
Oh, okay.

But you know what?
Uh...

A little bubbly
does sound nice.

Maybe just one quick one.

Little bit.

Yeah.

pop!

Mr. Kern?

Yes.
I'm Mary Connell.

I'm the manager here
at the Montecito.

I'd just like to say
how sorry I am for your loss.

And, uh--

Secondly--
What's that?

It's a violin.

I know it's--I know
it's not a Stradivarius,

but it's supposedly
pretty good.

A musician friend of mine
loaned it to me, and I thought,

well, maybe
you could use it

for your audition
tomorrow morning.

Oh, I don't think
I'm gonna audition.

I don't think
I could concentrate.

Don't you think

your brother would want
you to try?

Well, Oliver always
wanted me to try,

but he was a lot more
talented than me.

To him, it just came natural.

For me, it takes
a lot more effort.

All right.
Just think about it.

You can always
change your mind.

So does it work?

Wow.

That looks great on you.

Yeah, take it.
I can't steal this.

Keep it.

It'll be our little secret.

[chuckling]

Ah, so you're leaving
so soon.

Well, the guy

who killed Oliver Kern
is in Boston.

BPD found him based on the DNA
we pulled from the body, so--

Cased closed.

Getting back to Bean Town
is a priority, of course.

Yeah.
But selfishly speaking,

I'm sorry we didn't get
a chance to chat.

Yeah, well,
maybe next time?

Mmm, I don't get back east
too often,

reunions and things
like that.

That's right,
you went to MIT.
Yeah.

And you went to BU,
and then Tufts for med school.

You've been checking up on me.

Oh, you're not the only one
who knows

how to launch
an investigation, Jordan.

I...

Should I be flattered?

[whispering]
Lulu.

Or really frightened?

Ah, oh!

Ah, ah.

Wait, just hold--

[gasping]

Oh, my God.

She's dead.

That's the biggest rat
I've ever seen.

So you killed her?

Because, what, she's not
a size two?

It's a rat, Mike.

A big, fat, pink-eyed rodent

that probably has fleas
or mites,

or some God-awful disease.

I mean, I can't believe
I'm justifying this.

You put your hands inside
dead people for a living,

but a furry little animal
gets within two feet of you,

and that sends you into
a murderous tizzy?

Okay, do you have
psychological problems?

No, no.

I just have problems
with killers.

Have a good flight back
to Boston, Ms. Cavanaugh.

And leave the robe.

This place is a freak show.

(female auctioneer)
This was Liberace's first
baby grand.

Music with handwritten notes
are still in the bench.

We'll start the bidding
at 300,000.

300,000?

Thank you, Mr. Mackey.

Do I have 310,000?

310,000.
Thank you, sir.

I can't believe people
actually buy this crap.

Some people think this crap
is part of history.

They'll pay anything for it.

Let's just hope that Mackey
leads us to the fiddle.

That's a Stradivarius.
Whatever.

[Ringtone playing Diana Krall's,
The Look of Love]

Don't tell me she's
got you whipped already.

[crowd murmuring]

It's him here, folks.

*

Sorry.

(Delinda on phone)
Danny, it's an emergency.

[crowd murmuring]

(auctioneer)
Do I hear 360,000?

Thank you, 360.

What's wrong?
You hurt?

No, no, nothing like that.
It's just...

I just don't think I can live
with this mattress anymore.

I mean, for one, you've had sex
with other women on it.

And two,
there's no pillow top, Danny.

Even prisoners have pillow tops.

This is your emergency?
My mattress?

Our mattress.

And it's not so much as an
emergency as it is an urgency.

You know what?
Get rid of it if you want.

I don't care about the mattress.
You decide, baby.

Whatever you want, okay?

Really?
Really.

Now I really gotta go.
I'm very busy.

Well, I'm very busy, too,
Danny.

Okay, okay,
we're both very busy

with very important stuff.

See how great this is?
We're in total agreement.

I'm hanging up now.

Hanging up first.

Dino Mackey.

Ed Deline.

I thought that was you
back there.

So...
[knuckles cracking]

You already have a buyer
for this?

Yes, a member of the...

Imperial family in Japan.

I never understood
the fascination

with Liberace myself,
but, uh...

you do what you can
for your clients.

Yes, indeed.
Yes, yes.

As a matter of fact,
I have a friend

that's looking
for a violin, a Stradivarius.

Ah, Antonius Stradivari.

The great master luthier
of his time.

They say he only made

1,116 violins in his life.

I find that all
very fascinating.

But I'm looking for one
violin in particular.

The Lisbon Strad.

The Lisbon has a long

and colorful history of theft,

but, uh, I believe it now
belongs to Oliver Kern.

I believe Oliver Kern's dead.

Oh, I didn't realize.

And wait'll you get this.

The violin just vanished.

Poof.
Just like that.

Stolen in a robbery

at my hotel.

Along with a lot of other
valuable collectables

and a championship
sports ring.

So, as I'm sure
you can probably guess,

I'm just a little pissed off.
Mmm.

Maybe, maybe even
a little irrational.

Was it a, uh,

Super Bowl 21 Ring?

That's the one.

Oh, see, now we're
getting somewhere.

[elevator dings]

I booked us on the red eye.
Great.

The sooner we get
out of here, the better.

I couldn't agree more.

Mike Cannon should
be institutionalized.

It's totally over
between Sam and me.

I mean, it was already over,
but now it's over, over.

He's probably conducting
funeral services

for that disease-ridden rodent.

Psycho.
Waste of a perfect body.

I know.

Just give me a good murder

and a decent motive
any day of the week.

You see that
lie detector machine?

We gotta get one of those.

Hey, you guys are leaving
already?

Oh, yeah.
See ya.

Oh, bye.

Odd people.

See now, whoever has the ring
has the violin,

which is good because
it would save me

from having one of those
irrational moments.

You know,

like breaking this piano
into a thousand pieces.

Well, um,

someone contacted me
earlier.

Said that they had

a newly acquired violin

and a Super Bowl ring,

plus some other
collectible jewelry.

Wow, see, isn't that easy?

[nervous chuckle]

Well, how do I find them?

Well, that's just it.

I don't know how to get
back in touch with them.

They're calling you?

When?

Tomorrow night.

I'm supposed to give 'em

a ballpark price
on the lot.

No, no, no, no.
That's too late.

Well, um,
there was one thing.

Maybe it will help.
What's that?

I heard a first name.

Someone
in the background said,

"Charlie."

Charlie.

[sighs]

Okay, there are hundreds
of names on this list,

all somehow involved
in the rebuilding

of the Montecito
a year and a half ago.

We're looking for one Charlie.

(Mike)
Edit, Find.

Punch in Charlie.

Don't have to be Bill Gates
to figure that one out.

I was just about
to do that.

You take care
of that rat problem?

May she rest in peace.

Don't tell me you got
that thing in that box.

The owner wants me
to ship her back home.

Okay, here we go.

Charlie Cargerman, assistant
to the structural engineer.

You pull up anything
interesting?

You mean, besides the fact
that she's hot?

Oh.

I guess Jordan was right.
Our thief's a skirt.

A broad.

A dame.
Shut up.

[laughs]

[funky jazz music]

Hey, boys.

Hey.

Hey, there's some pretty good
stuff here.

Hey, you mind?

No.

No, help yourself.

Thank you.
Yeah.

[clapping]

Beautiful.

Do you happen to know
Greensleeves?

I'm very fond
of that song.

Son of a bitch.

[cell phone ringing]

So just out of curiosity,
how'd you find me, Mr. D?

Danny McCoy.

Woody, what's up?

Nice.

Brad Kern, yeah he's back
at the hotel.

Why?
Brad Kern gave me up?

How the hell
do you know Brad Kern?

All right, well,
I'll talk to you soon.

I should've known.

Are you headed
for that audition, Brad?

Yeah, actually.
Yeah, I decided to go for it.

I mean, Oliver would've
wanted me to try.

Maybe you'd rather use
Oliver's violin.

We got it back.

Wow.
Yeah, wow.

Fortunately, Lenny Dean
left some DNA behind

when he killed
your brother.

I didn't ask him to kill him.
I never wanted that.

No, of course not.

You just tried to hire Lenny

to steal your brother's
Stradivarius.

Isn't that right, Bradford?

Everything was about
that violin.

Oliver didn't care
about where we lived

or how we lived.

I just wanted us to have more.

Oliver wouldn't consider
selling it.

That's where Lenny came in.

Steal it, force your brother
to collect the insurance money,

and you never have to work
another day in your life.

Lenny said no.
He wouldn't do it.

Lenny admitted he told you no,
but he got greedy.

He went back
looking for the violin.

It wasn't there, and he thought
Oliver was hiding it.

But that violin was with you
the whole time.

And when Lenny said no,
you tripped over

this other plan.

Your old pal Charlie
was building a crew

right here in Vegas.

A one-year plan to tunnel in
and rob the Montecito.

Isn't that right?

And they invited you in
on the heist.

Instead of being part
of the crew,

I made a deal to borrow
the Stradivarius,

and...have it stolen
on the night of the robbery.

Didn't want to get
your string fingers dirty?

My brother would still get
his insurance money,

and...

I would get some
back end cash...for myself.

But I...

I didn't think anybody
would get hurt.

I loved my brother.

Apparently,
you loved you more.

Let's go.
Narcissists, Danny.

They're everywhere.

You know, I want to thank you
for bringing my ring.

I didn't know you all
could do that.

It's all about
customer service.

Well, I'm definitely
coming back here.

Um...you gonna...

use the rest of that,
um, syrup?

Uh, no.

It's all yours.
Thanks.

I love syrup.
I love it.

[Ringtone playing
Mary Wells' My Guy]

* From my guy

*

Yeah, hi.
I'm on my way, honey.

Yeah, I love you too.

[Diana Krall's
The Look of Love]

* And what my heart
has heard *

* Well, it takes
my breath away *

* I can hardly wait
to hold you *

(Delinda)
Hi, honey.

How was your day?

* How long I have waited...

Wow.

* Now that I have found you

You like it?

[chuckles]

Bacon and eggs.

Legs.

[laughs]
What's not to like?

I like it.
I just mixed

your stuff and mine.

I mean, a few things had to go,
of course,

but it's all about sacrifice.

* Be mine tonight...

What about my chair?

Sacrificed.

* Of so many nights
like this *

* Let's take a lovers vow

* And then seal it
with a kiss... *

Half my clothes are gone.

Oh. Winter stuff is in storage.

Hideous stuff is
on the garbage man.

Oh, yeah.

I love the, uh...

I love this new bed.

I knew you would.

You wanna try it out?

Hmm?

I said...

do you wanna try it out?

* I can hardly wait
to hold you *

* Feel my arms around you

* How long I have waited

* Waited just to love you

* Now that I have found you

* Don't ever go *