All language subtitles for Leverage.Redemption.S01E03.720p.WEB.H264-EXPLOIT_track4_[eng]

Eviction? I don't understand.

We pay on time every month.

Your bank sold your loan.
You should have received notification.

We did. It said the new buyers
can't change the terms of the loan.

Your loan has a callable clause.

The new lender's exercising it.

And what kind of bank sends
a thug to deliver paperwork?

Ava, no.

You have one week to vacate.

And you have one second.

This is still our property.

Leave.

I'll be back. With sheriff deputies.

You pull that gun again...

you'll lose more than your house.

It's good as done.

"As good as" isn't good enough.

It will happen.

Little mice don't put up a fight.

La-dee-dah. Here I am,

just a casual tourist

with very little street smarts
or spatial awareness.

Ooh! What's this?

Freeze! Takin' you to jail, sucka!

I'm a cop. I'm an undercover cop.

This is impossible.

A tourist could totally
be an undercover cop.

No, this test is impossible!

I can be more than a hacker,
but come on.

Who wears bells?

Jesters, belly dancers, elves.

Fine by me if you want to stay in the van,
stick to what you're good at!

Please, I can't rewrite
Google source code forever.

Why is my hand numb?

I coated the bells with numbing cream.

Lesson reinforcement.

Hardison didn't have to stay in the van.

Hardison had a lot of practice before
Eliot agreed to unlock those van doors.

And I still worry about him.

The numbness is in my arms.

I'm trying to keep you alive here!

And I'm headed to a client intake.

Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! Okay,
just give me a second.

I'm taking our Mr. Wilson.
It's his first.

Well, since we've been on our own,
I've been doing the...

You're busy. I got this.

You're not the boss of me.

Shh!

Sucks, doesn't it?

The numbness is in my legs!

It'll wear off.

Eventually.

I still don't understand.

My granddaughter posts a message
on the TikTok to her friends,

and you all show up here.

It's a little more complicated.

Ava was looking for help,
and our friend Hardison,

he has a computer program

that looks for people that need
our kind of help.

Ah.

I checked the clause the guy talked about.

They can only call the loan
if we use the house as collateral.

Yeah, that's right. Good catch.

But according to this paperwork,
you applied for a line of credit.

No, we didn't! It's a lie!

Calm yourself.

My grandfather built this house in 1901.

It survived the Depression, Katrina.

It'll survives a paperwork error.

That is a gorgeous dress.

You didn't make that, did you?

I've made dresses for my daughters',
my nieces',

and now Ava's Sweet 16.

Well, it is stunning.
You are very talented.

You must have some amazing designs.

Let me fetch my sketchbook.

Oh!

I don't know how we're gonna have
a Sweet 16 without a house.

It's not a paperwork error.

Our neighbors, one got
investigated by the tax board,

his place seized in auction.

One got overrun with cockroaches,
and the house was condemned.

Somebody's doing this.

Well, if we can prove
the application's a fake,

we can make whoever it is
make a legitimate offer.

They're not interested in the money.

You just want your house.

Mr. Wilson, you did well
on our first client meeting.

Oh, that's not my first one.

I'm just usually
on the other side of the table.

Okay.

So, Lenore and Ava Petitpas's loan
got bought out by a shell company

called-- worst name ever--
Clamshell Corp.

Financing
goes through this whole web,

mostly in Eastern Europe,
so the trail's cold,

but I was able to find out
that the application for credit...

never filed anywhere.

It doesn't exist,
except on one sheet of paper.

Clearly they never thought
anyone would look.

That's it?

A shell company?

Mmm... Harry could have found that out.

Sure, as a lawyer...

Oh, am I the low bar?

I asked you to follow the money.

I did! And I found out
the application was fake.

Who could get a fake application
into that file,

and why do they want Lenore
and Ava off the land?

That's what "follow the money" means.

Well, whoever it is, is pulling
strings at a very high level.

They would have to have someone
in City Hall in their pocket.

Okay.

Uh, I can find out who at City Hall
is living above their means,

and hack into the system,
see who we're dealing with.

Although, just a fair warning,

some of these municipal systems
are so old, they still run on COBOL,

so I may have to crash
the whole city network for a while.

You're gonna crash the whole city.

Okay.

I said might.

Breanna, find us our
overspending city official.

For the rest,
we're gonna go old school.

I'm thinking a
Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?

Uh-oh.

Hey.

It's about, you know,
emotion, not detail.

You draw from personal experience.

You've been on this merry-go-round.

Yeah. Just out of curiosity,

how thorough was that
background check you did on me?

Okay, first door off the stairs,
you'll meet Billy Barnes,

the only city employee
in the permits office

with a new Benz
and a condo in Aspen.

Whatever
real estate corruption is happening,

it likely flows through him.

...oh, the snowpack in the Rockies
is like nothing you've ever seen.

We went to Aspen for, like,
two weeks last year.

I won't be fooled this time, Marlon!

You're hidin' somethin'!

Dude, I gotta call you back.

What's going on here?

Oh, of course!
You speak to the man first.

How could I, a woman,
have anything to say?

My wife and I are divorcing.

What a shame. You guys seem
to make such a lovely couple.

Yeah, uh, divorce petitions are
gonna be handled down the hall...

He's hidin' assets,

a lien on a property
he didn't disclose!

And you can prove it.

And I am not movin' from this spot
until I prove what I know.

Fine. What's the address?

432 Camellia Way.

His name is Marlon Bellwether.

-No, it's not attached.
-Ha!

You see? I told you!

-That is not possible!
-I told you, I'm not hiding anything!

Uh, may-maybe it's 'cause,
uh, I work too much.

Maybe I was never home,

but that was only because I was
working my fingers to the bone

trying to give you the life
that you deserve,

'cause all I've ever
wanted to do is love you, Ilsa.

Fiddle-dee-dee!
It's too little, too late!

I'll see you in my lawyer's office.

Ma'am, ma'am, you forgot...

your phone.

Awesome.

Hoo-hoo!

Your merry-go-round was very...
manic.

Well, you said draw from life experience.

How many times have you been
on the merry-go-round?

Mmm. I've lost count
of my marriages, but...

I only ever had one husband.

It's fine. It's just pairing
the software's just a little, uh, fiddly.

If you need help,
you can always call Hard...

No. No.

Alec has been blowing up my phone
all day "just checking in."

I'm fine. I read the manuals.

I def--
I skimmed...

volumes one to three.

There are 15.

...bulldoze that.
Thanks.

The pearl is...

Ooh, pearls. Mm, I like pearls.

We're in.
-We'll expand as planned.

Okay, Ski Boy, show me
who you're talking to.

Th-this-- this lady seemed
awfully upset.

You sure there's nothing...

That house and all the others
are as good as mine.

We take possession next week,

then there's nothing for you to do
but count your money.

All right.

Austin Chaudry.

First-generation son of immigrants

and single-term ex-Congressman.

Resigned after rumors circulated
he took bribes.

Mm-hmm.

Chaudry's desperate to...

Whoo.

...regain some kind of status.

-Ooh.
-No?

Mnh-mnh.

His parents were
in the hospitality business,

uh, well, until the IRS
caught up with them,

and now he's bought himself
a riverboat casino,

The Mississippi Pearl.

It's not a real pearl?
Bummer.

Oh, there's a pearl, Parker, a big one,

on display, on the boat.

Think the gold nugget
at The Golden Nugget!

-Gold nugget!
-

I don't understand, why would he
want to take Lenore and Ava's house?

Where the hell is it?

Missing something?

The little thumb drive
that's got my slides on it.

Gosh, maybe somebody stole it.

Maybe somebody lifted it right...

But I took it out of his pocket.

What-- what did you-- how did you--?

I'm Parker.

But...

Well, if we're all done picking pockets,
may we continue?

-Please.
-

Riverboat casinos.

Used to have to ride the river
to be allowed to gamble,

but now the law's all changed,
so if you jump through the right hoops

and you apply for a new gaming license,

you can expand onto land.

You can open a hotel,
restaurant, whole complex.

And according to Chaudry's
bank records,

he's put everything he has
into that expansion,

and then some.

If he fails to get the license, though,

it's goodbye complex
and hello bankruptcy.

Who-- who decides if he gets it?

Lloyd Van Winkle,
Gaming Commission.

My firm had a few dealings with him.

He actually, believe it or not,
is about as honest as they come.

So Chaudry can't bribe him
for the license.

He's gonna have to get it
legitimately,

and we're gonna have to stop him
from doing that.

I got it. Get him on a misdemeanor.

I looked it up. You can't hold
a gaming license with one of those.

Uh, no.

No, no, no, no, no.

Uh, you see, people like the Chaudrys,

they think that the laws
don't apply to them

because they usually don't.

Back when he was accused of bribery,

there were about a half a dozen
pending charges

that just-- poof!-- disappeared!

He's got some high-up pull somewhere.

Misdemeanor would just
disappear into the air.

We're gonna have to rob the vault.

Yes!

If a casino can't pay out
at the end of the night,

it violates their license.

That means he loses the one he's got,
and he can kiss the other one goodbye.

Uh... I assume it's rather difficult
to rob a casino in general?

Eh, kinda.

Now you want to rob one
on the river.

Fact is, if Chaudry gets his way,

in one week, Lenore and Ava's home,
and all the others,

are gonna be bulldozed
into a casino carpark.

And Ava and Lenore end up
hauling their clothes

in trash bags from couch to couch,
which sucks.

You got a plan?

Let's go steal a riverboat casino.

You-- you have to walk away when you--

you gotta walk o--

O...kay...

Robbing a casino is never simple.

Even the seediest have
state-of-the-art surveillance,

Swiss watch precision shift changes,

and eyes always on the money.

We have to cover every angle.

Eliot will work the boat from the inside.

This application is ridiculous.

Hardison used to just get me the job,

.

Huh.

I couldn't find the "Get Eliot
a 401" section in the manual.

We'll need cover
when we break into the vault,

cover that we're gonna convince
Chaudry to provide.

Curious as to how.

The license is the most important
thing to him.

We're going to convince him
that he's got competition for it.

By getting to Van Winkle.

Exactly.

You're gonna have to get
an appointment at his office.

Well, Van Winkle doesn't do
business at his office.

No, if you want to get
one on one with him

the way Chaudry does,
you should go to the gun club.

How do you propose we infiltrate
said gun club?

Well, it is members only,

but, fortunately, you have an in.

Huh.

Pull!

Keep an eye out for Van Winkle.
He should have been here by now.

Something?

I wouldn't have it any other way.

Maybe, uh...

Okay.

Why, thank you.

Yeah, what's up?

Oh, Lord, I'm so glad we agree.

Oh, absolutely.

I know you've been doing this
for a really long time on your own,

but the Southern belle
is a really hard con.

She has to combine traditional
femininity with an iron resolve...

Look, Hardison helped me
with the whole system, right?

It's like a flow chart.

Someone says this, I do this.

You can't plan a grift with a flow chart.

You have to be able to read the mark
and improvise and...

Actually, this is quite good.

Mm-hmm. Right?

Wanna get rid of someone? Ha.

Mention a personal bodily function.

Avoid something?
Say nothing and smile.

Need to change the subject?
Feign an injury.

Parker, are you using a flow chart
for all your interactions?

You're right, so right.

Lloyd.

Oh, Mr. Chaudry.

It's Congressman.

I was hoping to catch you
for a quick round before you...

Sorry, I've already shot
my pigeons for the day.

Ah.

Miss St. Claire, it has been
a genuine pleasure,

though I suspect you let me win
just to charm me.

Oh, nonsense. I know
how you feel about cheatin'.

-Uh-huh.
-

Now, we'll see you at the party,

and we'll talk more about gaming
licenses, you hear?

Yes, ma'am.

Oh, my goodness, Harry Wilson!

Ahh! Belle, I thought that was you.

Mwah.

Sazerac?

-You remembered.
-You are memorable.

That's my secret weapon.

Valerie Davis.

You heard about my party.
Event of the season.

I wouldn't miss it.

Oh, Valerie.

Mmm.

Thank you for meetin' me here.
Now, the guest list is...

Uh, you're jumping the gun a bit, Belle.

We have to agree my fee first.

Oh. Walk with me.

Do you shoot?

Excuse me.
Congressman Austin Chaudry.

Who was that woman you were talking to?

Oh, I didn't think there was
a soul in New Orleans

that didn't know Belle St. Claire.

Kinda Miss Richer Than Midas.

Why can't I get verified?

Belle's traveled for years,

looking after her family's
hotel interests.

Dubai, Tokyo.

But now that her, uh, trust has matured,

she's more interested in starting up
a little gaming enterprise here at home.

Gaming?

What, she wants to put
video poker machines in her hotels?

No, Belle thinks a little bigger
than that.

About the size of a casino complex.

Could you introduce me?

I know what you're thinkin'.

The prison outside of town pays more.

Yeah, well... I'm lookin'
to slow down a bit.

We're not lookin' for somebody
tryin' to slow down.

This is a casino.

It might look quiet,

but trouble lurks around every corner.

You gotta be alert.

A renegade!

Renegade.

That's what they
used to call me on the job.

You were police?

Wait, wait, wait, wait!
I didn't put police on your resumé!

It's not on your resumé.

Where were you stationed?

Ahh...

Ah, okay, okay, you were
stationed out of...

Shreveport.

You know, people don't know
what it takes to be on the job.

And I got too close to a case.

You ever heard of
the Shreveport Strangler?

-Yeah.

I may have lost my badge...

but he lost a lot more.

If you don't pay me what you promised,

I'm just going to fly everyone
to Monte Carlo for the weekend.

-Well...
-Hello?

Belle.

This is Mr. Chaudry.

Congressman Chaudry.

You're a Congressman?

I thought I knew
all the local representatives.

A former Congressman.

I wondered if you'd be interested
in a little friendly competition.

Mm... yeah.

I would love it.

Harry! Could you be a dear,
run the launcher?

Pull!

Mmm.

I hear you're having a party.
Pull!

Oh, it will be spectacular.

Private card tables,
best of everything.

Guest list is full, but...

I'm sure we could squeeze you in
if someone more established can't come.

Pull!

-Mmm!
-

Rumor has it you're interested
in casinos.

Are you lookin' to invest?

I own a riverboat, the Mississippi Pearl.

We're expanding onto land,
becoming a destination.

Pull!

Mr. Chaudry, the St. Claires
don't rent-- we own.

Oh, well...

You need a gaming license for that.

I hate to be the bearer of bad news,

but Louisiana doesn't have
a spare license to give.

Good lawyer would have told you that.

Pull!

I have a good lawyer,

and he tells me that just because
all the licenses are spoken for

doesn't mean they always will be.

Pull!

Whoo!

Do you really think
you can compete with me?

I don't miss.

Pull!

My sight must be, uh, off.

'Course it is.

Either that, or the target
jumped out of the way.

Don't feel so bad, Mr. Chaudry.

Honestly...

you didn't stand a chance
against a St. Claire.

We been here since New Orleans
was part of France,

and, well, you haven't.

See you at the party, Harry.

Always a pleasure to watch you
shoot to kill, Belle.

Uh, Mr. Chaudry, good luck
with your little boat.

Valerie!

Follow her.

Tell me where she goes.

The blonde?

No. Her.

The secret weapon.

Hey.

Who are these guys?

A separate security detail
handles the money.

They don't allow anyone
near it or the count room.

Huh.

What do we do?

We look for trouble
and give directions to the bathroom.

Okay.

I don't like these suit guys.

They don't look like
casino security to me.

Yeah. Chaudry's got his suit guy, too.

Jake. Frowny forehead lines.

All right, we need to know exactly where
that money is moving through the ship,

and if I can't get near the money...

Guys.

Why bother following the money
when you can be the money?

Miss Davis.

Won't you join me?

No wonder Chaudry needs help
getting players in here.

This place is dead.

So, I been thinking about my character.

Think I'm a silver spoon rich kid
tryin' to front like she's tough.

That's too many layers.

Says the undercover tourist cop.

Drop one of our tagged bills
into the system and get out.

The money will do the work for us.

What can I do for you, Congressman?

It's nice to be recognized.

What makes Belle St. Claire think

one party's gonna earn her
a gaming license?

I saw how she treats you.

You have all the power.

What exactly is it that you do?

I'm a whale hunter.

I work casinos from here to Monte Carlo.

When I call, the biggest gamblers
in the world come running,

and they have an absolute blast
losing a fortune.

So, you bring in the big fish,

they drop cash at her tables,

shows Van Winkle
she'll attract high rollers.

Then, should your new license
not get approved

and you're so overextended
you have to shut down,

she can just sweep in
and take it from you.

She can't stop Van Winkle
from approving my application.

She can...

whisper in the right ears

that if someone with your history
were to get the license,

then maybe that would look... bad.

They'll assume I bribed my way in.

These people.

Everything handed to them.

My parents came here,
scraped to build a hotel,

but there were always
extra palms to grease.

But it's never the St. Claires
of the world who get caught.

-I'm building my empire...
-

...and no one's going to stop me.

Empire!

Oh, I'm not stopping at one casino.

I want dozens up and down the river.

Everyone is going to know my name.

How you gonna get the land?

Land is cheap when you don't
know how to protect it.

I think you should bring
your whales to me

instead of Belle.

Let's show these bullies
they can't push us around.

So, you know the surveillance room.

Yeah.

What does this button do?

Never touch that.

It seals the vault so it can only
be opened by the master code,

which we do not have.

There's no cameras in the vault?

Camera's in the count room.

It's the only way in or out of the vault.

You smell chicory?

Coffee.

Oh. Dang it.

Sometimes I dream
somebody's trapped in the vault,

runnin' outta air,
and I have to save 'em.

Yes, indeed. Mmm.

Crazy dream.

Yep.

You know, I took
the police exam last year.

Didn't pan out.

Smart guy like you?
That's hard to believe.

I know, right?

Mm-mm.

Ooh.

Eliot, we are in and recording
some nice empty hallway footage.

RFID tape on the bills is working.

Breanna, you're good.

Remember the pearl?

They just took the sensors off
to clean it.

Really?

Breanna, no.

Stay on mission.

I took that drive off Harry.

No, you were spotted.

Don't do it, kid.

Wh-wh-wh-whoa. No.

No.

Breanna!

Hey, nice collar, man.

I already called the cops.
They're on their way.

Good job, buddy.

This little punk is gonna get
what's comin' to her.

Back to the truck.

Find an alternate route
and make sure nobody spots you.

What's going on?

Aw, ju-- guys in the suit
were manhandling some kid.

Huh.

They're not exactly friendly, huh?

They don't mix with the rank-and-file,
but I got my eye on 'em.

I have a spreadsheet.

-You have...
-Spreadsheet.

I told you not to do it.

You would've.

Yeah. I'm Parker,
the greatest thief in the world.

Hey, kid.

It just takes time.

You gotta know when to and when not to.

I wouldn't have gone for it.

-Your brother sure as...
-I'm not my brother!

-Yeah, no kidding!
-Listen!

Every person on this team
has made mistakes.

Having said that, we can't risk you
being recognized from today.

I'm sorry, Breanna,
you're back in the van.

So...

Chaudry, he's not stopping
with Ava and Lenore.

He's gonna be stealing homes
up and down the river if he gets his way.

What do we know about that boat?

Well, the money's run from the floor
to the counting room every 20 minutes.

Then, it's counted for 10 minutes
before being loaded into the vault.

So we have 10 minutes to crack the vault,
grab the money, and get out.

Mm-hmm. Only way on and off
is the gangplank,

unless you want to jump in the river.

Gettin' off with the money's
gonna be harder than grabbing it.

I have an idea about that.

Let me guess-- you've come
to try to make me feel better.

Oh, I think I'd be about the worst
person in the world for that job.

Why? Because you get to sip
cocktails at the club

while I'm stuck in the van?

I had that life. I left that life.

Now it would appear
that's all I have to offer.

Hmm. Poor baby.

All you have is, uh, money

and good looks and privilege
and access.

Well, what about you? It seems
like you could do just about anything,

and all of it's scary.
What do you want?

I want the world to stop sucking.

'Cause it sucks.

For me, for people I care about.

For Ava and Lenore.

I don't want them to lose their house.

This team, it says
it can make a difference.

Okay, fine. I'll give it a shot.

But because I love my brother
and because I'm desperate,

not because I believe in hope
or something stupid like that.

Well, look...

I haven't really relied
on anybody for a long time,

but I'm relying on you.

And so are they.

And if you want to be part of the team,

you actually have to be part of the team.

Ohh.

Time.

Ohh!

These bundles are ridiculous.

Hey, don't blame the bundles.

Breanna made exactly what I asked for,
three million worth.

It means you'll be able to waltz
out of the party with everybody else.

No one's gonna look under the dress.

No, taping these under my dress
eats up so much time.

It can't be done.

Might even say it's impossible?

That'll be all for now, Breanna.

Okay.

You know she took that pearl
to impress you.

But, for better or worse,
she's with us now.

We have to help her grow.

Like you did with me?

The way we all did with each other.

If I could do this... it might work.

It's a shame the dress isn't bigger.

Wow!

Wow, look at that dress!

Oh, my stars.

Who is that?

I know how I'd feel in that dress.

Correct me if I'm wrong,

but wouldn't you not want
to attract attention to yourself?

You don't like my dress?

I made the modifications
you asked for.

And there are straps and pockets
on the inside, and...

are you sure
you want the hoops that wide?

Sounds perfect, Lenore.

-Ohh.
-

Sometimes the best way to hide
is to blind them with your brightness.

Excuse me.

Hoo hoo hoo hoo,
you handsome devil!

Congratulations!
You're a big hit.

Got room for one more?
Ohh!

Little chair.
Ooh, I like your pony tail.

Remind me
again why we invited her.

Well, you want Belle to know
she's never gonna get your license.

When she sees how much money
you rake in tonight,

she's gonna fold her cards
for sure.

Sorry 'bout that.
Little too much champagne.

Your whales will lose that much?

Not here. In the high rollers room.

These whales aren't very exciting.

Players, the game is blackjack.
Buy-in is 50,000.

They'll lose a million at the tables
without even flinching.

That's pretty exciting.

You made this?

Mm-hmm.

You got a gift.

-Thank you.
-Is that...

is that...

Lemon juice!

Are you?

Okay.

The drop car is leaving.

And the count room is clear.

You're gonna go write that down?

I thought you had a spreadsheet.

It's in the car.

Go get it!

All right.

-Dude.
-I know.

All right, Dennis is gonna be
back soon. Now's our window.

Dealer has 20.

Come on, not again.

It's incredible.

This one won.

Breanna, deploy the loop.

Pushed a whole button and looped

the empty hallway footage
that Parker recorded earlier.

Anyone looking will see
a big, fat nothing in the hallway.

See? You contributed.

Eliot, Cinderella,

you have 10 minutes.

Happy?

Oh, Miss St. Claire, may I escort you
to the high rollers room?

Mr. Van Winkle, I need to attend
to a personal bodily function.

Well, I'll wait right here for you.

But it's a personal bodily function.

It could take hours.

I'll meet you there.

-This is great.
-Mm.

You're a genius.

Oh.

We have three winners.

You know what to do.

When I give the signal,

you start winning.

Like with Nate in Budapest.

Sorry to miss the funeral.

Vegas prisons don't give vacations.

Well, you're here now,
and that's what counts.

Anything for Nate. And you.

They just won.

It's just one hand out of ten.

Don't look so nervous.
It keeps them playing.

What are you guys doing in here?
This is a restricted area.

A Boyle & Kim 500. How adorable.

Um... guys...

there's a lot of money in here.

Isn't that kind of the point?

No, like, too much money.

Like, tens of millions too much.

Um, there's no way it's all gonna
fit under this dress.

Guys, we got another problem.

These guys are Russian mob.

Russians? How do you
know they're Russian?

-Because it's a very distinctive...
-

Hang on.

Is this going to be a problem?

No, no, no,
everything's fine.

Dmitri's money's safe, don't worry.

It's my job to worry.

Chaudry must be laundering money
for the Russian mob.

That's how he's financing
his empire plans.

Jake's not an employee.

He's protecting money
for a Russian oligarch.

The plan depends on us
emptying the vault.

We may have to regroup.

Yeah, if we leave now,
though, Lenore and Ava

are gonna lose their house.

Uh, guys...

I have an idea.

Yeah!

They keep winning.

Well, it's just a hand
here and there, right?

Keeps them playing.

Whiskey.

If you lose Dmitri's money,

it's not me you have to answer to.

Will that work?

Did the math twice.

Kid, this ain't a dry run.

If Breanna believes it can work...

It'll work.

And we won't sink.

Parker, what do you think?

-Trust the newbie.
- Yes?

Yes?

Yes, yes!

Okay, okay, all you have to do
is maneuver

through some heavily patrolled areas
and grab what you need.

Ivan, check in.

Ivan.

Ivan?

And Eliot...

you'd better hurry up too.

I always get the fun job, don't I?

Ah, that's nothin'.

You cut your way out of an ice cave.

Hey! You're not supposed to be here!

You escaped a gorilla enclosure.

And...

you catered a wedding for the Mob.

It wasn't catering.

It was a food sensory experience.

Whatever. It was really good.

Hey!

Hey, what's up?

Yeah. Which door's the workshop?

Third door on your right.

There you are!

I grabbed my spreadsheet
and more carrot cake.

Go back upstairs.

W-w-wait. Are you, uh,
goin' renegade?

Yeah. Yes, I am.

Yeah.

Those guys in the suits,
they're Russian Mafia.

I knew it! I-I knew it!

-Go back upstairs and...
-Oh, look out!

That was a big mistake, buddy.

Look at me. Look at me.

Dennis. Dennis,
put your head here, buddy.

Hey, Dennis, Dennis.

You all right, my man?

Huh?

You get-- what?
Ooh, thumbs up.

All right.

Huh? Thumbs up.

You're gonna be just fine.
Okay.

What happened to your tie?

Ivan, where are you?

What?

Yes!

It's a small hot streak. It just
makes them bet more-- and lose more.

It's... it's good.

Got an emergency.

One guy knocked out in the count room.

We have thieves in our vault.

Seal it and call the cops.

Cops? But the money...

These local yokels don't know
how much is in that vault.

Dmitri's money is safe.

That's it. Next time that door opens,
cops'll be on the other side.

Police'll be here any minute.

Yeah? Where the hell are they?

Eliot, Parker, are you out?

Make sure these guys start losing.

I have to deal with something.

We're gonna cash out.

Pleasure.
That's quite some run you had.

Eliot.

Parker.

The police are on their way
to the vault right now.

Ivan?

You have to stop them.

You have to stop them!

-Stop who?
-The players from cashing out!

Why? Is there something wrong?

No!

Of course not.

Oh, good, 'cause the high rollers
are very eager to collect.

Do you know, they won
almost $2 million tonight!

Two million.

Well, you can pay out, can't you?

Uh...

Very disappointing.

It was you. You did this!

Officer!

She brought in the high rollers.

She ran a rigged game!

She knew we wouldn't be able to pay.

Are you saying that your casino
ran a rigged game

directly in front of the most honest
gaming commissioner

this side of the Mississippi?

Yeah, Congressman,
is that what you're saying?

Officer, I don't know
what's going on here,

but if my office can be of any help,
please be in touch.

I suspect your Russian friends aren't
going to be very happy with you...

Congressman.

But look on the bright side--
now everyone's gonna know your name.

Dmitri would like to have
a word with you.

I'm telling you,
the security detail is Russian mob!

I have a spreadsheet!

I have an idea.

If you make the vault
as airtight as possible...

and then release the nitrogen
from the air tanks...

Smell that.

You pressurize the room

and create enough force
to keep the water from coming up.

It's the Ideal Gas Law.

Push the money through,

river current will take care of the rest.

Whoo!

Looks like you caught a big one!

Ow! What?

Good job.

You too, Parker.

And the dress was amazing!

A little water probably came in
once the vault wasn't airtight.

Yeah, that was your big mistake,
ruining Chaudry's throw rugs.

Very disappointed in you.

The deeds to your house,
free and clear

and completely paid off.

I can't accept this.

This is too much.

Sure we can, Grandma.

We've also arranged the same
for any neighbors still in the area.

And anybody that got forced out
is gonna get fair compensation.

-Ohh.
-And...

one more thing.

Historical status?

For the whole neighborhood.

Now nobody can tear
these houses down.

This is more than I could have
ever hoped for.

You people are angels.

Ava, I want you to have the best
Sweet 16 in history!

You're gonna need a new dress, though.

I think I could take care of that.

-Dennis...

Dennis, you're gonna pass
the entrance exam this time.

All right? I'm gonna help you study.

All right, man.
Coming over to play cards?

I... I'll see you at game night.

Aw, you made a pal.

Don't do that.

This guy got punched in the face.
He lost his job. He deserves a break.

And he makes really good
carrot cake.

That was... my cake, Parker!

He made it special for me!

Why did you decide
to trust me on the boat?

Hardison, he put it in the binders,
volume ten,

"When in doubt, trust the person
stuck inside the van.

They can always see the big picture."

Sucks he's not here.

Yeah. Really does.

But we have you.

More suckage for you.

No.

Mnh-mnh.

I'm glad you're here.

You're an incredibly gifted hacker,

and we need you.

Why not leave the other stuff to us?

I want to take on the bad guys.
I have to learn everything.

Yeah, but these bad guys
are worse than ever, okay?

Hardison trusted me with you.
If something bad happens because...

Parker.

My first memory is of 9/11.

I've lived through endless war,

two economic collapses,

and the return of actual Nazis.

So this "worst world ever"
thing you see...

it's the only world I've ever known.

I'm not scared.

I'm kinda ready to kick it in the junk.

Okay.

Training starts tomorrow.

Ooh. Almost forgot.

Your first trophy.

You earned it.

But you were nowhere near the...

When did-- how did you...?

How did you...?

I'm Parker.