White Collar (2009–2014): Season 2, Episode 1 - Withdrawal - full transcript

Manhattan is the latest branch of a bank to receive the calling card of the Architect, a master robber who got away with three earlier, similarly bloodless hold-ups. Peter sort of clears himself and gets jailed Neal his ankle device parole back, but on a trial basis for both of them. Neal proves the security insufficient and works out the likely identity of the Architect, squeaky clean but bored and arrogant wall Street mogul Edward Walker. Catching him proves harder, his easily seduced secretary and an inside accomplice the keys. Meanwhile Mozzie helps Burke keep track of Neal's mental recovery and discovers the mysterious music-box's disappearance from evidence.

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Neal Caffrey is one of the
world's best art forgers.

Kate says "adios" to you at prison

and gets busy with
her disappearing act.

Missed her by two days.

They're gonna give you
another four years for this.

You can get me out of here.

There's case law, precedent.

You understand how this works?

I'm being released into
the custody of the FBI

who is that? Garrett Fowler.

I give you the box, Kate and
I never hear from you again.



- That's my price.
- Kate's waiting for you.

This music box...
What happens if he gets it?

I don't know... but we need
to make sure he doesn't.

- You put your gun down.
- Drop the weapon.

- Put the gun down now!
- Drop the weapon!

Neal is gonna disappear.
I need to know where he is.

Give me the drive.
You want me to upload this to D.C.?

Airstrip by the
Hudson, hangar four.

Peter.

The jet exploded.

Neal Caffrey is a felon.

Will you explain the
deal you had with him?

He was serving the remainder
of a four-year sentence

under my supervision.



He was wearing an
electronic monitoring anklet

with a two-mile range?

Yes.

But he wasn't wearing it

at the time that
the plane exploded.

No.

Do you believe

that Mr. Caffrey was
attempting to flee the country?

No.

He cut a deal with the office
of professional responsibility.

That allowed h...

do you believe Mr.
Caffrey wanted to kill Kate Moreau?

That's ridiculous. No.

Do you believe someone
wanted Caffrey dead?

Neal was a felon.

He was convicted of bond forgery,

and as you can see in those files,

he was suspected of doing a
hell of a lot of other things.

Yeah, Neal was a pain in the ass.

So did somebody from
that past want him dead?

Maybe.

But he also helped me clear
a 93% conviction rate,

and that makes enemies, too.

But I don't think any of this
explains why the jet exploded.

You want an answer to
that, ask Garrett Fowler.

Fowler... The OPR agent you shot?

He was wearing a vest.

Talk to him.

Right now, we're talking to you.

Why don't we go back
over the timeline again?

Well?

I'm off suspension but
hanging by a thread.

What have you got?

Fowler was handed over
to OPR two days ago,

then not a trace.

They're hiding him somewhere.

Did you get anything
off his hard drive?

Good news and bad news...

I hacked it, but the
data self-corrupted.

Ah, a self-eating virus.
What's the good news?

Well, I was able to
recover one entry...

a date, a time, and a place.

So you think Fowler
set up a meeting?

He's expecting something to
happen at 12th and watershed

two months from now.

Two months. I should be there.

I'll put it on your calendar.

Glad to have you back.

Hey, where are you going?

To see an old friend.

- How you holding up?
- They don't let me wear ties.

Overrated.

Food's as bad as I remember.

- Coffee?
- Instant.

Oh, cruel and unusual.

New suit?

Yeah.

They give you your badge back?

Yeah.

Justice finished its inquiry.

Then why am I still here?

They think I blew up the plane?

They don't know what to think.

What do they suspect?

You were trying to escape.

Escape?

Fowler disappeared.

OPR is denying mentor existed.

I got paperwork that proves it did.

Yeah, and I've been reminded

that you're one of the
best forgers on the planet.

Listen.

There's a chance I can
reinstate our deal.

Put the anklet back on?

- They've got a new one.
- Mm-hmm.

Not supposed to chafe as much.

Wow. That sounds like
a really great deal.

From one prison to another.

Overstating that a little?

I'll let you wear ties.

- Coffee?
- Negotiable.

One thing... If we do this again...

I have to know who killed Kate.

I'll find out. I'll tell you.

That's how it works.

Can I get back to you?

You're looking at three and change.

Your only choice is to
serve out your time with me

or rot in this place.

I'm gonna have to interrupt
this meeting, gentlemen.

The defendant has requested
the presence of his attorney.

Talk some sense into him.

We'll take that under
advisement... Suit.

What sense am I talking into you?

Peter offered me my old deal.

- The anklet?
- Mm-hmm.

Tempted?

I'm open to exploring my options.

I can get you out of
here, but it'll cost.

It'll deplete most
of your reserves.

I can always get cash.

What do you want to do?

Hi. I'm Nick.

Nick Halden. Today's my first day.

We're not expecting
any new employees.

Hmm. I spoke to Brittney in HR.

She said my welcome
badge and packet

would be ready for me.

Nobody told me about any of this.

Hang on.

I'm sorry about that.
Welcome packet's right here.

All right.

Looks like me.

Come on in, Nick.

Okay.

Yeah, just...

- back this way?
- Yeah, right here.

Am I fired already?

First-day glitches.

- Got you.
- Here you go.

Ah, thank you.

Oh, you got a little something...

lint right here.

Got it... Just some lint.

I hope you like it here.

Oh, so far so good.

I hope you're not planning
on walking with that.

No law against thinking about it.

Jones.

Neal.

Yeah, looks like it's all here.

All right, let's go
tell our branch managers

their bank isn't secure.

Let's do it.

It's good to have you back.

It's good to be back.

Uh, Neal.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah.

Welcome home.

Morning, gentlemen.

All Midtown Mutual banks
have similar layouts

and use the same security system.

Miss Renee Simmons... gentlemen.

...Who is in charge of all
security for your branches,

requested that we conduct
a test on that security.

Would you please tell us
why this is necessary?

We found several flaws.

Hi.

Mm, mm, mm. That's a lot of money.

Basement access let me bypass

the metal detectors
at the entrances.

The teller cages are
nicely protected,

but your employees need
to be more vigilant.

Also, the staff should
wear their access badges

around their neck, not clipped to their
waist... It makes them too easy to lift.

And the old dye packs you're
using are way too easy to spot.

And, guys, the pass codes need
to change daily, not weekly.

Each of you have
received a card like this

in the past week from someone
calling himself The Architect.

We believe this is the same person

who has hit banks in Dallas,
Chicago, and Boston.

If he's operating
under the same MO,

one of your vaults will
be emptied within a week.

That's why it's necessary,
so let's strategize.

That went great.

I'm sure they'll sleep
soundly tonight.

So, what do I tell them
when they start to panic?

Tell them that we're
shoring up their security

and that the bureau is on it.

Did that help in Dallas,
Chicago, and Boston?

This is New York.

We'll catch him.

I hope so.

"We'll catch him?"
That's your halftime speech?

Well, you could've said something.

This guy is amazing, all right?

Dallas was good.
Chicago was a work of art.

Boston?

- I still don't know how he did Boston.
- Really?

Well, we better figure out how,

'cause I do not want to add
Manhattan to that list.

You holding up?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm holding up.

- You sure?
- Yeah.

- I'm gonna...
- Mm-hmm.

Oh.

Where are you?

We had an agreed-upon protocol.

Are you using a voice changer?

You sit on the bench,

open the Times to the
international section.

That's what we agreed on.

You're using a voice changer.

Unbelievable.

I don't see a newspaper open.

Get over here!

It's your dime, suit.

How's Neal doing?

You spend just as much
time with him as I do.

I need him. I am counting on him.

A lot of people are
counting on him,

and I don't need him
going section 8 on me.

He's not exactly forthcoming.

Kate's only been dead two months.

No one can snap back that fast.

Are you telling me the
two of you aren't looking

into what happened at that airport?

The question was, "How's he doing?"

Not "What is he doing?"

All right, then what do you think?

Quid pro quo.

All right.

He's got the shakes.

He's flashing back to
that moment in his mind,

and he's freaking out about it.

Your turn.

As you may imagine,
he's a little curious

as to who may have killed Kate.

Does he think whoever killed her

was trying to kill him?

It's crossed his mind.

All right, I'll keep looking
into things on my side.

Until you hear from me,
let's keep him busy.

We've got a good case now, so
let's keep him working on that.

How do I do that?

You're his friend.

You'll figure it out.

I kept everything as you left it.

Exactly as I left it, I see.

Oh, welcome back.

I couldn't bear the thought
of you at that motel.

Besides, you can't
imagine how quiet it is

around here without you.

Hmm.

I like a little, uh,
excitement now and then.

Me too.

Thank you, June.

Of course.

Let's see it.

There's a lot.

I know.

This is everything?

Yeah...

everything on your search
for Kate, Fowler, Mentor.

Have you heard from Alex?

No.

Since the... explosion,
she's been laying low.

Can't blame her.

She'll surface.

What about the music box?

According to the evidence
log, the new lady suit...

that would be Diana.

Diana logged it into evidence
in your New York office

after Peter recovered
it from Fowler.

I want to see if it's still there.

Whoever blew up the
plane wants that box.

They're not gonna let it sit around
in an evidence locker collecting dust.

We find the person
who wants the box,

we find who killed Kate.

The Architect.

That's an excellent sobriquet.

Is this your first case back?

Yeah.

I need a new nickname.

Mozzie's not cutting it anymore?

What about, um, the question,

or perhaps the skeptic?

Con man?

The... The Architect...
He's a bank robber?

A good one. Since when are
you concerned with FBI cases?

Uh, since you started
spiraling into the dark place.

And, as you may remember,

I have colluded on a bank
heist or two in my day.

Come on. What do we got?

All right.

Three clean jobs in five years,

no trail, no evidence.

All we have are these
business cards.

Embossed... Very classy.

What do you make of the "A"?
I don't recognize the typeface.

- Forensics doesn't either.
- Custom font.

That speaks to a high
degree of Hubris.

Mm-hmm. What do you think?

The elongated slant...
It could be a Cyrillic influence.

A bit of Russian?

If you left a calling card,
how would you sign it?

I would never leave a card.
It's way too brazen. Would you?

Of course you would.

The better question
is, if you were him,

what card would you leave?

Morning.

I found something on the card.

I'll take obscure Russian
painters for a thousand.

The "A" has a definite
Cyrillic influence.

Well, our tech guys
already cracked that one.

If The Architect is a mad Russian,

that doesn't narrow down
our list of possibles.

Not a Russian, but a fan
of Russian paintings.

Ivan Aivazovsky...

look at his signature.

Ohh, look at that.

Got it.

Look at you two working together.

Look at that teamwork.

We dug up every auction
in the last two years

to see who's been
bidding on Aivazovskys.

Excellent, but that's
a pretty thick list.

What if we cross-referenced people

with a business connection
in Dallas, Chicago, and...

- right here.
- Oh.

Yeah, the list gets shorter.

One name... Edward Walker.

- Let's go have a visit.
- Let's do it.

Good work.

Good work.

Mr. Walker, these gentlemen
are with the FBI.

Well, if you're here
to give me a ticket

for hitting golf balls
into the Hudson river,

I'll have to write you a check.

Whitney, get my
checkbook, would you?

The bureau doesn't give tickets.

Well, in that case, Whitney,

get my golf permit, will you?

I'm Special Agent Peter Burke.

This is my consultant,
Neal Caffrey.

What do you consult on, Mr.
Caffrey?

Investigations that involve
my areas of expertise.

What areas are those?

It's a long list.

Here, try a swing.

- No, thanks.
- Oh.

When was the last
time you got a chance

to hit a golf ball off
the top of the world?

Oh, okay.

You recognize this?

Oh, I'm not an architect.

No, you're just a
hedge-fund manager

with too much time on his hands.

Well, having a hobby
is not illegal, is it?

Depends on the hobby.

Is there something specific

I can help you with, Agent Burke?

Contemporary Russian art.
Got any Aivazovskys?

Three. You thinking
about stealing one?

It's that device on your ankle.

Ooh, you must've been
some kind of criminal

for the FBI to want
to keep you so close.

I was.

Ooh, you sliced that one
over into the Chelsea pier.

You know, my permit
doesn't cover that.

I understand you have offices

in Dallas, Chicago, and Boston.

I have offices in most major
cities around the world.

Could you tell me where you
were on April 19th of last year?

Off the top of my head?
I have no idea.

But my assistant could
look it up for me.

Whitney keeps my calendar.

Uh, April 19th.

Oh, of course.
I know exactly where I was.

And I would be happy to tell you,

providing you can get a warrant

based on some bizarre connection
you've made between me,

an anonymous business card,

and random questions
about Russian art.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

I, uh, have too much
time on my hands.

Whitney can show you out.

Oh, and, Mr. Caffrey,

a suggestion for the next
time you commit a crime...

don't get caught.

And...

On your backswing,

just keep it smooth.

Yeah.

But I hope he did it.
Be fun to arrest him.

He got to you.
Don't do anything stupid.

I won't.

Don't tell me it's not in
the realm of possibility.

We are under a ton
of scrutiny here.

Both of us.

Got it.

So, why would somebody
like him do it?

Doesn't need the money.

The guy's chipping golf
balls off skyscrapers.

You said it. He's bored.

So he's gonna risk prison
for an adrenaline rush?

- Yeah.
- Huh.

Listen, I'm gonna head
back to the office

and grab a late bite with El.

We're done for the day.

Tell Elizabeth I say hi.

Neal, nothing stupid.

Nothing stupid.

Talk to the FAA.

We need flight records,
commercial and private.

I want to know if Walker was
in Dallas, Chicago, or Boston

on the dates of those robberies.

Done. I'll run credit cards
and phone records, as well,

maybe get him making a call
or place him at a hotel.

Thanks, Jones.
Let me know what you find.

Have you checked your calendar?

Fowler's mystery meeting
is in three days.

These the locations?

Very little foot
traffic, no cameras,

several alley exit points...
I see why Fowler picked it.

- I'm gonna be there.
- We both should be.

Ooh! Oh, sorry. God.

- These tables are so close to...
- Hey.

Whitney.

Mr. Caffrey?

- Please, Neal. Neal.
- All right.

That's what I love about New York.

- Yeah.
- Small world.

Please, sit down.

Join me?

- Sure.
- Well, sit down.

Cape Cod.. What a relief
to meet someone else

who's over the Hamptons.

I know.

I always felt like I was
in a Fitzgerald novel.

Maybe it's 'cause I'm
not from New York.

A kindred expatriate.

Would you like another
glass of wine?

Yeah.

Let's.

Well, this is nice.

It is nice.

You live here, you forget
what's right in front of you.

Yeah.

How's Neal doing?

Great... as far as he says.

He's putting up a facade, huh?

Of course he is.
It's his natural state.

Problem is I don't
know how bad it is.

Well, what do you think?

I think he went through
one hell of a trauma.

I also think if he was
ready for a straitjacket,

he'd be grinning and saying,
"Peter, you have to trust me."

Well, it's gonna take him some
time to become himself again.

So, you actually prefer nantucket
over Martha's vineyard?

Yeah. Yeah, it's a
sentimental thing.

Absolutely.

Let's go international.

Uh, Maldives, hands down.

Those turquoise waters are unreal.

That an acceptable answer?

Very good. Mine's the Seychelles.

Yeah. Did you know the
sand's actually pink?

Wow.

- Yeah, it's actually pink.
- Wow.

All right, I'm gonna
get you another drink.

But when I come back,
European cities.

And you are not allowed
to say Barcelona.

Ooh!

Does he know?

Not how bad it is.

Well, he knows that we're under
enhanced scrutiny by the bureau.

What he doesn't know is
that if we drop a case,

I'm collecting unemployment

and he's using pictures of
Macaulay Culkin for money.

There was this moment right
before the plane exploded.

Neal was walking away from me.

He stopped, and he turned around,

and he was about to say something.

Then...

Well, what do you think
he was gonna say?

I don't know. No.

Do you think he was gonna stay?

And leave Kate?

I don't know. Doesn't matter.

- Well, I think it matters.
- Why?

It's kind of a moot point now.

It matters to you.

Copied her SIM card.

Too bad you're conning
this one. She's cute.

Yeah, I noticed.

Be cruel to be kind.

You're right.

The truth hurts, Moz.

You know, I have got to show
you these photos from Morocco.

- Yeah.
- They are in my phone,

which is in my giant
handbag somewhere.

Maybe it's on the table. I'm always leaving
my stuff, like, right in front of me.

Could be. But...

Oh, it's in here. Here it is.

There you go.

Um... Do you...

Do you want to look at
these back at my place?

Where is that?

Gramercy Park.

Yeah. That's within my radius.

Your what?

Oh, um...

Is that a tracking anklet?

Electronic monitoring
anklet, actually.

It's a... it's a
funny story, though.

A couple years ago,
the feds came after me

for everything from art
theft to counterfeiting.

The only thing they got
me on was bond forgery.

I thought you worked for the FBI.

Oh, yeah, yeah, with Peter.

He caught me, both times.

Oh. Anyway, this is
a big day for me.

You're the first girl I've had a
drink with since I got out of prison.

Wow.

That's not... That's
not a problem, is it?

I should... really go.

Okay. Is it... is it
something I said, or...

You know where to find me.

Have a good one.

Neal Caffrey on paper...
not so great.

It's a lot to process.

Well, at least we got
Walker's calendar.

Anything?

On the days of the
previous bank heists,

his itinerary is
highlighted in green.

Usually it's blue.

Green for money.

Oh, really? The symbolism
had escaped me.

Look at tomorrow.

He's got a meeting at
First Unity Bank at noon,

marked in green.

I think we got him.

You happened to run into her,

and then she invited
you for a drink?

Got to love New York.

Yeah, and then she handed
you a copy of her SIM card?

Yeah, I'm a confidential
informant, right?

And if someone found this
information on the street

and brought it to you,
you wouldn't blink.

I told you, nothing stupid.

Word on the street is that Walker

is gonna hit the First Unity
branch tomorrow at noon.

You're sure about this?

Oh, yeah.

We've got everybody in position.

What makes you sure
this bank is the target?

Word on the street.

I don't understand. Why don't
you think this bank is secure?

Well, they haven't
had time to install

half the security
measures we recommended.

- You've been inside?
- I'm very thorough.

Well, we've reset the vault doors

in all of our locations
to change daily.

There's no way they're
getting in there

without the access codes.

These guys have
bravado and then some.

Dallas was hit at 9:00 a.m.,
Chicago at the lunch hour.

What?

The northwest guard
takes lunch at noon.

That's their point of entry.

Team one is clear.
Vault stairwell, clear.

What have we got, people?

The sound-activated alarm
has been triggered.

I got no visual. Accessing vault.

- Do you see anyone?
- There's nobody down here.

They could have disabled the motion
detectors and bypassed those cameras.

All units, go. Someone find
out what triggered that alarm.

We're moving in.

Move it, move it.

We've got something
inside the vault.

You're not gonna believe this.
Meet me outside.

Jones, take the monitor.

What's going on?

This another one
of your bank tests?

What do you mean?

That was inside a
safety-deposit box.

- Whose name was on the box?
- Peter Burke.

Someone's messing with you, Burke.

In the future, don't waste my time.

Don't waste my men's time.

Well, well, well, if
it isn't Agent Burke

and his personal
criminal consultant.

What a coincidence.
It's odd seeing you here, Walker.

Why is that?

I have a meeting right across
the street at the Nix Towers.

I guess we missed
all the excitement.

Nice clock.

Gentlemen.

He played me. He...

Yeah. Now we got problems.

They've been in there
for almost an hour.

Yeah.

You think we'll lose the case?

With the department of justice,

we'll be lucky if
that's all that happens.

Come on, we were set up.
They know that.

Yeah, and they think Peter
should have known that.

This is the FBI, Neal.
We don't act unless we're sure.

Peter trusted your lead.

So, today was a bit of a setback.

You think?

Took me a while to wipe
the egg off of my face.

We can catch this guy.

This guy is no longer
our investigation.

This is bad.

There's something you should know.

When we were at the
hangar that day,

before... everything happened,

I was gonna tell you something.

What?

I didn't want to run anymore.

If I'd gotten on that plane,

regardless of whatever
deal was made,

it wouldn't have felt like freedom.

Why?

Because it was an escape.

You were right, Peter.
I have a life here.

If there was something
you could've done

to protect Kate, I
know you would've...

- I would've.
- The same way I know you can get Walker.

It's not fun being tweaked
by the bad guy, is it?

Especially when you see him make one
of your friends look like an idiot.

What? Not that you,
you know, look...

- Little bit, yeah.
- But you kind of... yeah.

All right, let's
start from the top.

Why would he send a
card to warn the bank?

To challenge us?

For what purpose?

To see if we're on his level.

It's a test.

There's no fun in playing the game

unless you have a worthy opponent.

He wants to see if
we're as good as he is.

- Go back.
- What?

- You said "test".
- Yeah, to see what we'd do.

- What did we do?
- We ran the...

We ran the security.

We revealed the bank's
weaknesses to him.

I wonder if the bureau
had security tests

on the other cities' banks
before the robberies.

Who you calling? Jones.

Oh, look at that... ESP.

Jones, I was just calling you.

Peter, turn on your TV.

Why?

Channel 3.

City officials are reporting
a total of 36 alarms

have gone off in banks
throughout the city.

There is serious speculation...

Every cop in the city must
be out there right now.

I can't get anybody from NYPD.

He's spreading us thin.

It's another misdirect.

None of these banks
got Walker's cards.

He's going after one
of the initial five.

You got that right.

Renee said she changed
the vault access codes.

Well, no one can
get in without her.

We got to find her
before someone else does.

And that's my intention.

We'll keep the lines
of communication open.

Ugh!

- Have a good night.
- You too.

I'm sorry, gentlemen.

We're closed for the night.
You'll have to go now.

Not so fast, lady.
We need to make a withdrawal.

Get your hands off me!

Let go of me! Shut up.
Lock those doors.

I'm almost at First Unity.

First Unity, where we
arrested the clock.

Yeah, their alarms
are going off again.

Half the banks in
town are being robbed.

- I don't think so.
- What, you think it's a smokescreen?

Yep, Neal and I are
headed to Midtown Mutual.

- Midtown's one of the few that's silent.
- Exactly.

Well, if Walker's crew are there,

you can't go in without backup.

Then get us some.

I got a feeling they're
going after Renee.

Okay, I'll find you a SWAT team.

Move it, move it, move it!

- You see him?
- Yeah, I did.

Where are you going?

We got to break in.

Nobody said anything
about breaking in.

Look, even if we could
get through these doors,

which we can't, they'd see us.

We'll have to go another way.

There is no other way.

We sealed off the
basement after your test.

The basement was the
easiest way in. Easiest?

There's always another way.

Come on, Peter.

Well, looks like Walker
knew about the roof vent.

Yeah.

He's got a radio.

We're gonna have to do this quickly

before he alerts the rest of them.

FBI!

Drop your weapon...

so much for taking
him alive, sheriff.

Now he's gonna tell
Walker we're up here.

No, he's not.

Now drop your weapon...

let him go. We got to get to Renee.

Nice shooting, Butch.

Thanks, Sundance.

All right, ready? 1, 2, 3.

Well, what do you say?

Ready to break into a bank?

Were you ever gonna share

your alternate
access route with me?

I just did.

Admit it, Peter, we'd
make a pretty decent team.

Bank robbers?

I see you smiling.

Come on, the infamous Caffrey
and Burke... We'd be legends.

Yeah, I can see the
wanted posters now,

but it'd be Burke and Caffrey.

Get moving!

All right, stand down, guys.
Pack it up.

- More clocks?
- Yeah.

They're setting alarms
off all over the city.

Now will you listen to me?

We've got to get to Midtown Mutual.

That was supposed to be
returned to the bank.

Aren't you glad it wasn't?

This way, this way.

- Open the vault.
- I'm trying. I'm doing my best.

- Is it Walker?
- I can't tell.

- I'm try... I'm trying. I don't remember.
- Come on.

All four of them armed
and involved with Renee.

Take her. Put her in her office.

Don't be stingy with the tape.

They're coming back.

There's an emergency exit
off the rear staircase.

You create the distraction.
I'll get her to safety.

Good idea, but wrong.
I'll get her to safety.

- I know the layout.
- I have a gun.

All right, you get her to safety.

I'll create the distraction.

Good idea.

- I'm gonna need your phone.
- What?

I'm doing the phone thing. Come on.

Do your thing, dirty Harry.

Lights out in here. Check it out.

Make sure SWAT is not outside.

Let's check this out.

She's not going anywhere.

Stay clear of the front windows.

Do you see anybody outside?

If there's somebody in the
building, we got to move.

Down here.

Hey, this might be a good
time for all of you to leave.

Damn it!

We got sirens.

Come on back. Meet us back here.

Agent Burke.

Shh. I'm getting you out of here.

All right.

We're here.

What took you so long?
We're 30 seconds behind schedule.

We have got to move. Take them.

Peter.

Sounds like Diana knocked
some sense into SWAT.

- Let's get Renee out of here.
- They're going out the back.

- It doesn't matter.
- I'm going after them!

Let them go!
They've got guns! Neal!

Damn it. He never listens to me.

Jones, get me Walker.
I want to talk to him.

He's already here.

Oh, I heard what
happened at the bank.

I thought maybe I could
save you some trouble.

So you're here to confess?

I figured you're
gonna give me a call,

because I'm sure Mr.
Caffrey has my cell number.

Arthur?

You'll find my alibi in there

in addition to my
company's lawsuit.

Lawsuit?

Yes... unwarranted harassment,
defamation of character.

And, you know, there's a
litany of other charges,

but, gee, why spoil the surprise?

Enjoy this game you're playing.

It won't end well for you.

Oh, the game is already over.

This architect, whoever
he is, has already won.

Mr. Caffrey.

Oh, if I did do it,

do you think they would make
me a junior FBI agent, too?

Wow, that is one arrogant bastard.

Huh. That's one way of putting it.

This is gonna be a problem.

Nothing useful on the tapes.

They were in and out
in five minutes,

gridlocked half the city
to kill your response time,

plus they had a
perfect exit strategy.

Walker was in control
every step of the way.

He wants us to know it.

Then that's how we get him.

The one thing he can't
control is his ego.

Vanity is not cause for indictment.

I was never bold enough to walk into
your office when you were after me.

I want this guy.

Hell hath no fury
like a fed scorned.

We are facing a
multimillion-dollar lawsuit

from a suspected thief

who walked away from the crime
scene in broad daylight.

What, are you saying we're done?

We better not be.

Otherwise I can't stop the DOJ.

From putting me on the
breadline and you behind bars.

Come on, man. While they were chasing
ghosts around the city, we were right.

Doesn't matter.
We didn't catch him.

Final tally.

Looks like they got
away with $8.2 million.

You sure about that?

Jones has excellent penmanship.

Four guys, two Samsonites each.

Peter, about how big would
you say the briefcases are?

I don't know... 16" by 13"?

Height?

4 or 5 inches.

Denomination of the bills...
all Franklins, right?

Right.

100 bills in a pack,

volume of each pack
is less than 8 inches.

The dimensions don't add up.

We're looking at around
$960,000 in each case.

That's over $6.5 million total.

Final tally was $8.2 million.

Which means that more than a million
and a half is unaccounted for.

Sounds like enough to be a share.

Thank you.

Sure.

I appreciate your taking the time.

You said you had a theory?

Our faceless friends may
have left something behind.

I'd like to re-examine
the vault, just in case.

No rest for the weary, huh?

Those creeps held a gun to my head.

I'll rest when you catch them.

Your team was pretty thorough.

What is it you think
that they missed?

213.

Excuse me?

Deposit box 213...

pretty sure no one's
looked in there yet.

Sounds like it's worth a shot.

Uh, I'm sorry, gentlemen.

That's the property of
one of our customers.

You'd need his
authorization or a warrant.

Got this from the Bank President.

But the box doesn't belong
to one of your customers.

It belongs to you.

I'm afraid you're mistaken.

No, we did a background check

on all the boxes in this vault.

Did you know 213

was rented to your
uncle two months ago?

I don't see why that
would be a problem.

I do. He died two years ago.

- Either it's a miracle...
- Or you forged his application.

My money's on the latter.

Okay, fine.

Why don't you have a look?

Wow.

$1.5 million in cash.

All right.

Did you know she had a gun?

I did not.

Okay, get the bag, and
put the money in the bag.

Not a bad plan...

Walker leaves your cut,
and all you have to do

is walk out with it
once the dust settles.

Pretty good plan, I'd say.

Except we figured it out.

You really think you
can outrun the FBI?

For the record, it's a
marathon, not a sprint.

He would know.

Stop talking, and put
the money in the bag!

That was a pretty nice acting
job you did for the cameras.

- Even the best laid plans...
- Shut up.

Walker convinced you
to help him, didn't he?

He convinced me I
shouldn't wait 20 years

to have a mediocre
pension to retire on.

Why wait when I can have
three times that right now?

Because you'll get caught.

Again, he would know.

Did I tell you to stop?

Keep filling the bag.

Could you stop doing that, please?

What?

Rubbing it in.
It's very hypocritical.

- Well, it's not untrue. I caught you.
- Hey!

- Okay, you know what? I'm tired of this.
- Of being held hostage or what?

No, bickering with you.

Well, you're not the only one.

- Really?
- Yeah, really.

Wow. Okay.

Maybe it is time for this
partnership to end.

Okay, that's fine by me.
I can finally start my novel.

Novel? You can barely
write a parking ticket.

- You know, that's very immature.
- Hey!

- Hold on.
- Hold on.

- You really want this to end?
- Do you?

- I'm ready.
- Let's do it.

Shut up!

Aah!

Ugh, my eyes!

In here! We're in here!

Right there.

Handcuff her.

Somebody read her her rights.

Yes, sir.

Nice job.

Not so bad yourself.

Mr. Walker?

This just arrived for you.

It's only fair.

You gave us a heads-up.
I'm returning the favor.

Well, this is only going
to help my lawsuit.

Mm, there won't be any lawsuit.

And why is that?

Your inside woman. Renee talked.

Why settle for 25 to life tomorrow

when you can plea-bargain today?

Oh, next time, don't get caught.

Whitney, call Arthur.
Call the legal team.

Neal.

You ready?

I am now.

I saw a mockingbird in the park.

Then you say, "What color
is the mockingbird?"

I'm doing the newspaper thing.

I'm not doing the
stupid bird thing.

How's he holding up?

Better.

I'm seeing the old
Caffrey coming back.

Good.

Whatever part you played in it,

you did good.

I'm sure you didn't
call me down here

to tell me how great I did.

- Good.
- Great.

You did good. Great.

Look, I know he won't
tell me everything.

I get that. He's Neal.

I'll keep an eye on him and you.

But that puts me in a
position to clean up a mess,

not stop it before it happens.

Oh, that's the part you
want me to take care of.

Just tell me if he's
gonna do anything stupid.

I can't rat out my friend.

It's to protect him.

That's the same
rationale that was used

by the Gestapo and the KGB.

Look at me.

He's my friend, too.

I'll take that under advisement.

Yeah.

Moz.

We got to talk, mon fr?re.

What's up? It's about the box.

Something strange is going
on with the music box.

The trail starts here.

It was bagged after
forensics held it

for two hours in
your New York office.

Then OPR requested it
be transferred to D.C.

I knew they wouldn't
let it sit still.

Somewhere between here
and there, this happened.

That's not the box.

I mean, it's got a similar
shape and coloring, but...

it was swapped.

And the real box is in the wind.

Though we cannot change
the direction of the wind,

we may adjust our sails.

Well, the question is...

Which way are we headed?

Yeah?

Diana, you ready for
Fowler's mystery meeting?

I'm on my way.

I'm right behind you, boss.