All language subtitles for Private.Eyes.S04E06.WEBRip.x264-ION10-eng

Hey, Gil.

This guy is not slipping away again.
I hope he shows up soon.

I want to go to the Tea and Advice
line and visit Jules.

She wants to show off her cubicle.

Aw, how's she doing?
She's loving it.

She's helping people,
plus, it looks good
on her university applications.

A couple of months,
you'll be an empty-nester.

I hope she goes to
one of the schools in town.

Oh, Jules wants to stay at home?
Well, we haven't discussed it yet,

but I really don't think
she's ready to leave home.

Hey. What's good today?

The cluck and noodle.
OK. Maybe a small.

Here you go.
Thanks.

Hey, are you Alan Tucci?

Yeah. How did you know that?

What's this?
Oh, today's special.

Soup-poena. You've been served.
Gonna wring your necks!

Nicely punned.
Thanks!

Whoa!

Hang on, Ange!
You OK back there?

Uh... OK!

OK! It's OK.

Ooh! Aargh! Aargh.

Yeah, a lot of students
get freaked out before exams.

Just take a breath and relax.
You got this.

You're welcome.
We're here for you.

Hey.
Hey.

Came to see if you wanted lunch.
Yeah, definitely.

I'm almost on my break. Wanna wait?
Of course.

OK.

Teen advice line.
Hi. I'm in big trouble.

I don't know what to do
or who to talk to.

OK. You can talk to me.

OK, I'll take Don's truck back
right after I change.

All right, I'm gonna go visit -
Dad. Angie.

Jules. Hey,
I'm just on my way over to...

Liam.
Mr Shade.

This is Emily.
She called the student help line

but I think she needs
your kind of help.

What seems to be the problem?

I stole the president...
and now I've lost him.

♪ I see you and you see me

♪ Watch you blowin' the lines
when you're makin' a scene

♪ Oh, boy, you've got to know

♪ What my head overlooks

♪ The senses will show to my heart

♪ When it's watching for lies

♪ Cos you can't escape my...

♪ Private eyes

♪ They're watching you

♪ Private Eyes

♪ They're watching you,
watching you, watching you

♪ Watching you ♪

'William Landry was an educator,
humanitarian,

and the university's
first president.

The theft of his portrait
from the library is a disgrace.'

'Dean Robinson, isn't the upcoming
Alex Cruz art exhibit a disgrace?'

'We are proud
to have received such a donation
from an esteemed artist.'

'That collection is nothing but
sexism masquerading as pop art.

We have a petition -'
'Don't attempt
to drag this off point.

I will find who stole the portrait
and dispense disciplinary action.'

So, the "president" you stole
is a painting?

It was so stupid, I know that,
but I wanted to get into a sorority.

Emily's a first year
at Munro University

and it's Greek rush week.

Fraternities and sororities
assign pranks to potential pledges.

Yeah, look up hashtag rush week.

Oh, here.

Uh...

There you go.

Streaking through the quad...
pulling fire alarms...

and a stolen presidential portrait.

I was only going
to borrow the portrait,

show Delta Iota Phi, and return it.

Emily works part-time
at the library, same as me.

She used her key card
to get in after hours.

Didn't you think anyone would
notice the portrait missing?

The special collections area
is closed for a security upgrade,

before the new art exhibit goes in.

I thought I'd have time
to put it back.

So, what went wrong?
So, the portrait

that I stole...
somebody stole it from me.

It was in her backpack.

She took it to the Delta Iota Phi
house last night.

It was packed. I put my bag down for
a few minutes and then it was gone.

Why not go to the dean
and just explain?

No, I can't do that.
My parents are in China

and they worked really hard
for me to study to become a doctor

and now I've just screwed it all up.

If the dean expels Emily,
she loses her scholarship,

maybe even get deported.

Was there anyone at the party
who might've wanted

to get you in trouble?

Um... Tiffany, the rush chair?

She looked kind of pissed off

when her ex-boyfriend
flirted with me.

There's a suspect, Mr Shade!
Thank you, Liam.

So, what are our next steps?
"Our" next steps?

Yeah. Mom was head
of Delta Iota Phi.

That gives me legacy status,
so maybe we can use that to help -

I'd rather keep you out of this.

OK, but I want to help.
And I appreciate that but, um...

..why don't you let
the professionals handle this?

I think he likes you.
He's 18.

He likes anything with a pulse.
Don't sell yourself short.

Is that a compliment?
My mistake.

Ah, the smell of ivy-covered brick!
Does this take you back?

Actually, my campus smelled
more like stale beer.

Can't believe
I missed out on that.

I was already chasing rubber
by the time I was 18.

Never had the chance
to go to university.

It's where hopes and aspirations
meet liquor and hormones.

I hear they teach some classes, too.
Oh, yeah. There's that.

Truthfully, it was just a way for me
to get out from under my parents'
roof and away from Norah's drama.

How'd that work out for you?

I got a call once
in the middle of an exam,

to bail her out of jail.
Ah.

Made it a little hard
to focus on my studies.

You did earn a degree, though?

Yeah, but...

could've done a lot more
with it, you know?

I even toyed with the idea
of law school.

Oh, Angela Everett, attorney-at-law.

It does have a certain ring.
Let's get to work.

Hi. We'd like to see Tiffany.

Follow me.

And even though Jules
can't rush until next year -

A legendary Delta Iota Phi alum

and her legacy daughter
are always welcome.

Ah, there you are!

Tiffany, I would like you
to meet Jules's father, Matt Shade,

and Angie Everett, his fiancee.

Hi!
Hi.

Well, looks like we're all here!

Yeah, wasn't it a great idea Mom had
to tour the house
and get a good look around?

Now, before we start...
a bit of tradition.

Heart and mind,
sisters in kind.

Now, come along. Here.

Now, you are going to love this.

I can't wait to take you around.

When Jules called asking
questions about Delta Iota Phi,

I knew something was up.

Did you really think
you were just gonna
stroll in here and poke around?

Oh, the painting's not in this room.

We had a whole cover worked up
as campus security.

The sorority house
is on private property.

It's not part of
campus jurisdiction.

Oh.
Oh. We didn't know that.

Well, then, I'm so glad
I insisted we come help.

I can be a distraction.
You always are.

And our house flower is the orchid.

Now, we are the most popular
sorority on campus.

We only have one spot left -

How's your security?
Do you use keyed locks

or do you utilise fobs?

How many fire escapes are there?
He wants his daughter to be safe.

Maybe we could just
take a look around ourselves?
Oh, yeah, you could catch up.

My dear, I heard that you've
renovated the Lavender Lounge?

Tell me that is true!

If Tiffany took the painting,
it would be easiest to have
stashed it in the party room.

All I got over here
are empty liquor bottles.

Huh. And this.

Guess that's what they mean
by "higher" education.

Speaking of which,
you and law school?

Oh, well, once I started
working with my dad,

I didn't want to just bail on him.

Looks like Becca's set on
Jules going here,

and Liam's already in first year,
so I guess it's decided.

No, nothing is decided. I'm the
decider, and I've changed my mind.

Jules will get a good education

at the University of Nunavut.
OK.

There's no painting here.
Let's check Tiffany's room.

And you're a legacy, Jules,
so you'd be a shoo-in.

Once you pledge,
you have an instant family.

You know, you always have a sister
to talk with or study with

or...get crazy with.

Did your mother tell you about
the legendary stunts she pulled?

Surprisingly, no.

It was nothing.

Let's go check out the backyard!

Did I tell you this is where
I set up the two-storey ice luge?

For the extra-cold tequila shots.

I got the idea when I was
on spring break in the Alps.

This is it.

Concert tickets,
fraternity luau, spring break...

Relax. Kids need to vent.

Not my kid.
So delusional.

Meanwhile, still no painting.

Emily thought Tiffany
had a hate on for her,

but what if we got
the wrong suspect?

Look at this email.

Emily's not the only one vying for
the last open spot in this house.

There's two other pledge candidates.
With a motive to take down Emily.

Wait. There are three girls
in the running,

but they're only choosing
one of us?

Hey, Mr Shade!
'Liam. Shouldn't you be studying?'

One of the other pledge hopefuls
may have taken the portrait
to sabotage you.

'Have you ever heard of
Jasmine Green or Sherri Stipes?'

'I've met them but I don't remember
if they were at the party.'

We need to track down
their schedules,

except Zoe's at
a forensics conference.

Wait. I can help you with that.
That's OK, Liam, we can -

I think Sherri Stipes
might be in my Art History class.

Can you get me in?
Absolutely.

Amazing! On my way.

Why do you encourage him?
What? First, he's an inside source.

Second, you should be a little nicer
to your possible future son-in-law.

Now you're just twisting the knife.
Listen.

If Sherri stole the painting,
it's either with her or in her dorm.

Liam and I will take care
of Sherri and...

you guys take care of the dorm.

Hey, guys.
Hey.

Any luck?
It's too soon to tell.

OK, so what can I do to help?

Just let me take this one, honey,
in case things heat up.

It's a stolen portrait,
not an armed robbery, so...

I could stick around
and look out for her.

I think you should just give Jules
a ride home.

I don't need supervision or a ride.
Jules.

You guys need to figure this out
to help Emily.

She doesn't have a family around
to look out for her.

So, I checked on our other
suspect, Jasmine Greene.

And?

According to her Instagram, she's
in the hospital with appendicitis.

Takes her out of the running.
Oh!

There she is, Sherri Stipes.
And check out that portfolio.

You could totally
fit a painting in there.

Hey, Liam.
Hey.

Who's your friend?

How you doin'?

I had mono, but I think I'm better.

Sorry, excuse me.

Excuse me. Sorry.

Ah.

Hey. Nice portfolio.
Do you mind?

Actually, I'd rather you didn't.
What's uh...

"Empow-HER-ment"?
A female empowerment group

seeking to end
the sexual objectification of women.

We're always looking for members.
Cool. I will...think about it.

Sorry.

Hi.
Oh. Hi.

No dice.
OK, um...

I'll go see
if Mr Shade needs any help?

He'll...love that.

OK.
Yeah.

Sorry.

Are all the dorms co-ed?

Yes, but luckily
all the girls are electrified

so that if a boy touches them,
he dies instantly.

Hardy-har-har. I'm starting to think
Jules would be happier

at a different university.
Maybe an all-girls' school.

But I thought you wanted her
to stay at home?

I'm starting
to have second thoughts...

..and third thoughts,

to make a father nervous.

Hey, Everett.
Did you find the portrait?

Sherri doesn't have
the painting with her.

All right.
Keep her occupied.

Becca and I'll search her dorm room.
Sure. Um...

..take your time.

All right.

Today, we continue
with Paul Gauguin,

in his search
for creative expression.

Here she is.

Ah, it's locked.

Oh, hey! You're the RA
for this floor, right?

Yep!
Listen,

I have some feminine products
for my daughter

and she's not back from class.

Could you let us in? Or...
maybe I could give them to you -

No, no, no! It's all good.
I gotcha.

It was the stock market crash
of 1882

when Gauguin first picked up
a paintbrush

and decided that he was going
to pursue a career in the arts.

While he spent the last ten years
of his life in French Polynesia,

where he was experimenting
with bold colours and landscapes,

it was the sheer
number of self-portraits

Gauguin painted
that suggested that he was...

on an excursion for self-discovery.

I hope Jules sparked to
the Delta Iota Phi house today.

I thought you were just there
to help with the case.

Yeah, I know, but then all
the memories came flooding back.

I'm surprised you remember anything,
what with all the tequila shots.

Yeah, we studied hard,
so, OK, we partied hard too.

It's a lot of pressure.
Kids need to sow some wild oats.

I played pro hockey. I understand
about pressure and oat-sowing.

I know what this is about.

Liam.
What? No.

You're worried that she wants
to go here because Liam's here.

I am not!
And you're afraid

she'll get too involved,
too seriously,

and you're not arguing
because you know I'm right.

What? What is it?
Is it the painting?

No.
But she's hiding somethin'.

Look at that. We finished early.
So if there are no questions...

How come...

Pardon?

What about...self-portraits
suggests self-discovery?

Maybe Gauguin was just...
really into himself?

When I take selfies,
it's not about introspection.

That's actually a fantastic
contemporary comparison.

Are selfies merely about the ego,

or are we actually
looking into our own

personal...evolution?

Nah, it's ego.

I think you're right.

Great, thank you.

Ah, one more question.

In three parts.

This is all about Delta Iota Phi.

It's not very flattering.

Sophomore paid a grad student
for her term papers.

Girls sleeping with professors.

This isn't stuff you collect
when you want to join a sorority.

No, it isn't.
It's the kind of stuff you dig up

when you want to take one down.

Hello, Mr Shade.
Do you ever go to class?

Sherri didn't have the portrait.
We heard.

Did you find it?
Not yet.

Do you know where Emily is?
Yeah. She's right there.

Oh, no, it's the dean.
Damn, we're too late!

Wait here.

Or not.

Excuse me.
What's going on?

Library staff. I'm clear.

The upcoming Alex Cruz exhibit
included a copy of Iron Mantis.

Like, the comic book?
Premiere issue.

It's worth $2 million...

and it's been stolen.

You had nothing to do with this?
No, I swear.

All I did was take the president.

Where was this fancy comic book?
Probably in the vault room?

Iron Mantis Number One isn't
really fancy, it's really rare.

From the 1950s.
$2 million?

It's valuable because the hero
becomes, like, a pop culture icon.

A sexist icon,
judging from the campus protests.

A little controversy ups the value.

Here's where it was to be displayed
after the security upgrade.

They'll check the key card records
and find out I was here last night.

This is a disaster.
We need to speak to the dean

before this place
is crawling with cops.

Hell, yes, I'm calling the police.

This is a lot more serious
than just stealing a portrait.

Emily took the portrait,
she admits that,

but she didn't steal the comic.
It was a silly prank.

The kid's apart from her family.
She just got carried away.

So I'm supposed to take
the word of a thief
that she's not a bigger thief?

The board wants action.
This Alex Cruz exhibit

is generating a lot of buzz
for the university.

Iron Mantis was gonna be
the keystone to the exhibit.

Arresting the wrong person
won't recover the comic.

Tell that
to the board of directors.

You do realise that I'm a reporter?

Once the police get involved,
the damage is done -

to Emily, and to the school.

How do you mean?
If this goes public,

it could hurt
the university's image.

Who's gonna donate artefacts
to an institution that's not secure?

We'll find the real thief,
and the comic.

We just need some time.

You have 24 hours
before I tell the board.

Come with me.

Iron Mantis was locked up in here,
in the special collections vault.

That locker, right there.

Our thief didn't have a key,

and from the look
of these scratches, he's not a pro.

Single door, small air vents,
leaves just the one point of access.

A Trent Shakeley signed in
yesterday morning.

He's the expert
who authenticated it.

Looks like Shakeley was the last one

to see the comic
before it was stolen.

You're the expert.
You tell me.

Maybe a couple of bucks.
A couple of bucks!

It's in mint condition.
Yeah, no offence, Shadow,

you're no Gretzky.
Now, honey,

you may not be
the man you used to be...

Thanks, snookums.

..but the card has
sentimental value,

and you can't put a price on that.
Apparently, you can!

And, apparently,
it's a couple of bucks.

I think Trent knows his stuff.

Maybe you should talk to him about
those comic books you wanna buy.

You plan to invest
in comic books?

That's why the dean
gave me your name.

He trusted you
with Iron Mantis Number One.

Is it true it's worth $2 million?

Who would pay that?
Oh, collectors can be...

super passionate.

I'd be too nervous
to carry something so valuable.

I mean, what if you had been robbed?
That couldn't happen.

I was with an armed security guard
the whole time.

You know, you look a little bit
like Iron Mantis's true love.

Tara Angela, you know?

Without all the...
ugly mandible thing.

Thank you.
Uh, Trent?

Did you actually see the guard
lock the comic back up?

You bet. And then we left together
when the fire alarm went off.

Got it, Shade. Thanks.

Looks like we can add
authenticator to the list.

Thank you, Liam.
Glad to be of service.

What if the fire alarm
was just a diversion?

Giving the thief time to steal the
comic under the cover of a prank.

With all the smartphones
on campus?

Uh...

Here we go.
Hashtag Munro rush week...

fire alarm.

Here's the library.

And there's security,
escorting students out,

leaving the vault unattended.
'Everybody, this way!'

Wait. Check out hoodie guy,
going into the library, not out.

He must've hidden in the library
until it was empty
and then stole the comic.

Hold on...

Zeta Kappa Tau.
Tonight's their big rush night.

Looks like it's time
to crash a frat party.

I'll say I want to pledge,
and you're my...uncle.

Yeah, Liam,
we don't need a cover story, OK?

I'm famous,
you're pledge material.

Angie and Beck are...
We'll be fine.

Sorry, no parents allowed.

How you doin'?

♪ Wake up, wake up
You lost control

♪ Mama's little baby
ain't got no soul

♪ Got a little problem
Gotta pay the toll... ♪

Hey, hey, hey!

Matt Shade?

My dad'll be stoked!

You're his favourite hockey player
from the old days.

Ready?

Chug, chug, chug!
Chug, chug, chug!

Whoa!
Hey, Mr Shade.

God, don't do that. Anything?

Some of them have never
even been to the library.

Not surprising.
Are you in a frat?

No! They just party and meet girls.

And I'm with Jules.
Yes.

You are. Have you ever thought
about what you'll do

if she goes out of town
to go to school?

Well, I... I mean, I'd rather
she go to school in town.

I'm guessing you do, too?

Whoa!
Whoa.

OK. Hold her up.

Not after what I've seen here.

Angie. What'd you find out?
OK. Nobody remembers seeing
anyone take Emily's backpack.

Be surprised if anyone remembers
anything from the last 24 hours.

Nobody's claimed
the fire alarm, either.

I want to look around upstairs
but this hallway's too crowded.

'Can you two distract these guys?'

We need a distraction.

I got this.

OK! Who's ready
for some strip beer pong?

Guys, guys, guys!
Strip beer pong downstairs!

Let's go!

Let's go, let's go! Make way!

Was...that the kind of distraction
you had in mind?

Not exactly.

Let's just find that portrait.

This is Josh's room.

Wow, look what we found.
It's the portrait!

Any chance Iron Mantis
is pinned up somewhere too?

Well, I'm not seeing it.

Oh, not cool, man!
Find your own room!

Your parents know where you are?
Whoa...

Josh, you want to tell me what
you're doing with a stolen portrait?

Uh... Um... Yeah.

My ex, Tiffany,

she ghosted me at a rager
so I just, you know.

His former girlfriend, Tiffany,
got upset with him at a party.

Yeah, but, I mean, I'm...

I'll like just clap back,
I'm not that thirsty.

I boosted the bag
to screw things up.

Wanting to retaliate,
but not wanting to seem desperate,

Josh turned his attention elsewhere
and stole Emily's knapsack.

YOLO, man.
You only live once.

How do you think
they're doing upstairs?

I think they need
a little more time.

OK, boys. It's her birthday.

And I want to see
some birthday suit!

Whoa.

The back's ripped.

Oh, yeah. This has been ripped open.

Josh, did you open this?
No, dude.

If you did, would you remember?
Remember what?

Never mind.
All right, well,

you lads are completely
toxifying my vibe, so...

That, I understood.

Hey, that's a chip

from one of those plastic
comic book cases.

Which means the comic was smuggled
out of the library

inside this portrait.
Emily wasn't just a patsy.

She was an unwitting participant.

You're a private investigator?

Emily's in trouble
and you need to answer my questions.
Sure, whatever.

You told Emily to take the portrait.
Who knew?

No-one. As rush chair,
I make the assignments alone.

Are you sure about that?
Yes.

I am sure the assignments
are kept secret.

But what's the big deal? It's just
a picture of an old, dead guy.

You didn't tell a bestie...
or a boyfriend?

I broke up with my boyfriend.
I'm taking an emotional cleanse.

It's just...pledge dance stuff.

Sure. Anyway...
Thanks for your time.

Oh! I'm so sorry!
Oh, my flowers!

Please forgive me!
These are so delicate!

These are fragile.
Sorry!

They're very delicate flowers!

Hey, Jules!

That's... Angie.
Hey, Liam.

Awesome.

See you.
OK.

Hey, Angie.
Hey.

Back at campus so soon.
Yeah, actually...

I didn't leave.
I stayed over at Liam's dorm.

Oh...cool. Um, does your dad know?

No. I didn't tell him.
I don't think he needs to know
what I'm doing 24 hours a day.

OK, well, I don't want to pry.
I just feel like

people are making decisions for me
without asking my opinion.

About what university to go to?
Yeah.

I'm expected to follow the plan
but it's their plan,

and there's actually two plans.

You don't wanna pick
one parent's side over the other.

Yeah, and there's Liam.

I don't know if I'm only interested
in Munro so I can be with him.

And is that so wrong?
Honestly, I don't know.

But I feel like nothing's right.
I feel like I'm paralysed.

My dad was a police officer
when I was young,

so I chose a degree in criminology
because... I thought he'd be happy.

Be proud of me.
Was he?

Yeah.

After college,
he needed help with the agency

so I went to help him temporarily -
But you're so good at it.

Well, thank you. The point is I've
made a lot of decisions in my life

based on what I thought
other people expected of me.

So, if you could go back
and change it all...

I can't.

And I wouldn't trade
where I am now for anything.

The point I'm trying to make is...

it's your life.

And whatever choice you make,
make sure it's your own.

Come here.

Oh, dear.

That's your father.
I'm out of here. Thanks.

Any time.

Hi.
How'd you do at Delta Iota Phi?

Tiffany denies telling anyone,
but she also denies

having a boyfriend,
and I saw a very friendly text.

Did you get a name?
Yeah. Eugene Henry.

I think it's another job for Liam.

Man, I miss Zoe.

Yeah. Uh...

I have to go.

Hello, there.
Hi!

Did you enjoy Post-Impressionists?
Chapter six?

The assignment for tomorrow's class?
Oh, yes!

Of course, chapter six. Definitely.
It was outstanding.

Even better than five.

You're not a student.
Let me guess...

Accountant? Data entry?

Professional model,
tiring of the runway?

I'm sorry, I am not following.

It's just, usually when people
drop in to audit my class,

they're looking to change careers.
Oh! Yes, yes.

Well, I never thought
I'd say this, but...

being an insurance adjustor
just isn't the rush it used to be.

Well, it's never too late
to change course,

in school or in life.
Thanks.

Maybe I'll enrol.
Maybe I will see you next year.

Unfortunately I'll be on sabbatical,
but I'm here now.

Why don't you take this,
and drop by the class again?

I love a good debate.
Thanks.

Fire!
Fire!

Run!
Oh, my God!

Woah!
Fire!

There goes $2 million up in flames.

I grabbed some ashes and charred
fragments before it all blew away.

Who would want to torch
a $2 million comic book?

This doesn't look good
for Emily's future.

Or us.

Hello, Dean Robinson.

Emily, are you OK?

I was in biology class.
I didn't burn anything.

Danica, Emily was not involved.
We're working this case.

I heard, loudly.
And you're not getting
a good Yelp review from the dean.

The comic was hidden in the portrait
when Emily took it.

But I didn't know that.
You're arresting her?

This is a major crime
with all evidence pointing to Emily.

I'm sorry, this is out of my hands.
We're gonna fix this.

This changes nothing.
I want you off my campus.

The situation took a turn that
none of us could have predicted -

You said you could get
the comic back.

Instead, the university
is the owner of a pile of ashes.

Emily was in class.
She couldn't have burned the comic.
She didn't have the comic.

Unless I can figure out a solution
to this embarrassing situation,

the board is demanding
my resignation.

Why steal an expensive comic
just to burn it?

Maybe the thief's more interested

in destroying the book
than cashing in?

OK. I'm in the Student Portal.
Now what?

Scan through the petition
against the Alex Cruz exhibit.

That's a long list of names.

I wouldn't mind signing it myself.

That artist had issues with women.

Let's say the theft and the burning
was a political statement.

Then there's a lot of suspects here.

Yes, but one we know in particular.
Sherri Stipes.

Excuse me?
You think I would stoop to destroy

that pathetic artefact
of Western sexual stereotypes?

You have a record for lighting
a men's room trashcan on fire.

Before I joined EmpowHERment,
I was unfocused,

but now, I channel that energy
into communication.

OK. Well, let's communicate, then.

Did you know that Emily Tan
was going to steal

the president's portrait?
She did that? Wow.

Those Delta Iota Phis really
put one in the books this time.

Why are you collecting dirt
on Delta Iota Phi
while pretending you want to join?

I'm writing an expose.
"Can the sorority system

be re-imagined
through the feminine gaze,

versus upholding outmoded
conventions

imposed by a patriarchal system?"

Good luck with that.

Three years ago,
I would've stole that dumb comic

and burned it immediately
as a statement.

Now that you mention it, why didn't
the thief burn it immediately?

Why wait two days?

You're a private eye?
Yeah.

Oh, man. So you're not...
investing in comics at all?

Right now, there's only
one comic I'm interested in.

Right.

Ah. The ones I usually examine
are in much better shape.

Luckily, there were a few
small fragments left.

Enough to make a determination?
Uh, yeah.

Off the bat, the burn is too slow.

Back then, comics were printed
on pulp paper, the cheapest grade.

So it should've burned much faster?
Mm.

Also, in the '50s
it was all four-colour printing.

So I did a quick
liquid chromatology test,

and the ink residue in the ash...
it contains more colours.

So the burned comic was a fake?

The real one is still out there?
Mm-hm.

Why pretend to destroy
a priceless comic book?

Cos if it's destroyed,
the thief probably figures

people will stop looking for it.
People like you two.

It would take the heat off
while you unload it.
What are you working on?

Angie's been looking for somebody
named Eugene Henry,

or Henry Eugene, enrolled in school.

Except I can't find him anywhere.

But I do know that Tiffany was lying
about not having a boyfriend.

Maybe he uses an alias,
to keep texts secret.

Every time I type in the search,

the computer auto-corrects me
to Eugene Henri, with an "I".

As in, French?
Yeah.

As in the French artist?

"Eugene Henri Paul Gauguin".

Amazing.
Why, what is it?

It means we know
who the boyfriend is.

Sorry, Professor. I can't believe
I left my laptop in your class.

Not a problem.
I can let you in the room.

Thank you. By the way,
that chapter six is lit.

Thanks.

Not only was this scumbag
sleeping with his student,

he also set another one up.

No-one's gonna believe us
unless we find some evidence.

Shade.

The sweatshirt he wore
when he set off the fire alarm.

Comic store guy said to find out
if he's been on the dark web.

Passwords.

So...the professor is sleeping
with a sorority girl in secret.

During some pillow talk,
she brags about the pledge prank.

He sees an opportunity
to steal the comic

without getting his hands dirty.

$2 million would make
a nice severance package.

The professor was
just denied tenure.

He said he was going on sabbatical.
Mm-hmm.

You in?
Yep. Gauguin's birth date.

Men are so predictable.

Some men.
All right. Click on NOIRNET.

"NOIRNET. The dark web browser
for all your nefarious needs."

And there's his user name.

"Professor Morry Arty".

All right. Come on, Everett.
The game is afoot.

You ready?

As I'll ever be.
Oh, cheer up.

Morry Arty took the bait
with a winning bid of $2 million.

Let's just hope he doesn't dig
too deep into this cash.

So we shorted him 1.975 mill.
It's the thought that counts.

Hey, folks. Just curious.

You do know that purchasing
stolen goods

off the dark web is a crime, right?

Come on, Danica. We're helping you
catch the real thief.

OK, guys. I've got ten more minutes
and then I gotta get out of here.

He'll show, don't worry.
You need him to take the money.

Oh, and Mr Shade?

Make sure you get that comic back
in pristine condition.

Yeah. I got it, Liam.

Emily's entire future
is riding on this.

And, sir?

If this black bag goes sideways...
I need to tell you something.

It's not gonna go sideways, Liam.

I know, I just...

wanted to say that...

..even though I'd really like
Jules to come to Munro,

I'm not pressuring her.

Jules...

is her own person, and I'll respect
whatever decision she makes.

-Aww.
-Aww.
Just wanted to be clear.

You know. Just in case.

Oh. Are you kidding me?
Nothing is gonna happen to me.

Can we just stay focused?

Here comes Morry Arty.
He's on site.

Show me.

Yeah.

Your turn, now.

Why'd you pick here
at the university to meet?

Your dark net handle
was Professor Morry Arty.

I thought it made sense.
Huh.

So you're a collector?
That's right.

So I imagine you're gonna
want to inspect this first?

Yeah. I would like to inspect it.

Danica. I've got eyes on the comic.

Anything...in particular
you'd be looking for?

Anything in particular
I'm looking for, you say?

Creases on the cover.
Wear on the spine.

Creases on the cover.
Wear in the spine.

'And now smell it.'
Now I'm gonna smell it.

Smells like old pine.

That's the four-colour ink
in yellowing newsprint.

That's the four-colour
printing process

and the old newsprint.

Modern ink has a crisper scent.
Very good. You know your stuff.

The artist was pumping out
five pages a day.

Did you know...the artist was
pumping out five pages a day?

That's when Cruz developed
his signature style.

Mm-hmm. It's authentic.
It's been graded. So...

We're done here.
What about the...

What the hell is that?

Danica?
We're on our way.

What's going on here?
Damn it.

Police, freeze!

Police, freeze!
I got it!

Nice catch!
Stop right there!

Stop him!
I got him. Batter up!

Hey!

Hold it right there!

OK, OK.

Nice to see you again, Eugene Henry.

You...

Thanks, guys.
We'll take it from here.

Yeah. Yeah.

What's going on? What's happening?
It's all good, Liam.

We got the comic.

And Professor Bryan?

Oh, let's just say
he's been schooled.

So, after the controversy,

the university is not keeping
Iron Mantis.

The dean decided
to sell it to a comic expert,
to help raise scholarship money.

He said Professor Bryan would
be facing harsh discipline

for sleeping with a student -
if he wasn't already going to jail.

But you, young lady,
are free and clear!

Just promise us, no more pranks!
I promise.

Thank you so much. Without your
help, I wouldn't have a future.

Thank you, Angie. Thanks, Dad.

Your old man still has a few tricks
up his sleeve.

Do you still want to be
a Delta Iota Phi after all this?

I think I'm over
the whole sorority thing.

I'm just gonna focus on my grades.
Wise words, young lady.

Subtle, Dad.
Thanks so much.

Bye.
Bye.

I gotta go, too.
Did Oink invite you to a toga party?

Wouldn't you like to know!

First off, we are so excited
that you've been accepted at Munro -

And your mother and I know
that we may have been slightly...

overly...
Protective, pushy -

I might've gone
with overly-involved.

I know you guys love me,
and I love you -

even when you drive me crazy -
but I just think

I need more time to figure out
what I want.

You're right, honey.

You're almost 18 years old,

and you are a mature, responsible,
remarkable young lady.

And we are both so proud of you.
Aw.

Which is why we think
that it's time you moved out.

And we think the coach house,
out back,

may be the perfect
first apartment for you.

Wait. You're serious?
They look serious.

Think of it as a transitional
-stage for all of us.
-Yeah.

You have the coolest parents.
Thank you, Liam.

This'll be great.
I'll help you decorate.

Cool! Let's go check it out.
OK.

Oh, aren't they cute?

My God, what have we done?
Oh, hey. This is way better.

Trust me.

Now she won't have to sneak out
to go stay at Liam's dorm.

She what?!

OK, and now,
welcome to the exciting world

of civil law versus tort law.

Fasten your seat belts
because after today...

♪ Maybe you'll figure it out

♪ There's no looking back at it now

♪ Maybe it's all for the ride

♪ I don't know why

♪ Cos it's so far away ♪

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