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- Watch out.
- Get in line.

Single file. Single file.

Don't you ever be sad
Lean on me

Hi. How're you doing, man?

I'm good. How are you doing?
I'm fine.

It's only 5 bucks, man.

I'll give you 3.

About to drown

Hold on
I'm comin'

Hold on
I'm comin'

Sir.

I'm on my way
Your lover

Take good care of her.
We'll be back in a month.

Thank you, sir.

Because I'm here

Just hold on
I'm comin'

Hold on
I'm comin'

Hold on

Drop three.

Drop two.

Drop four.

All pins down. Preparing to open.

Three, two, four. Wait!

You okay?

What happened?
I said wait. You didn't wait.

Ugh! Ten thousand man-hours
to get this close to the Dutchman,

and you blow up my evidence.

Agent Burke, how'd you know
it was gonna do that?

Three, two, four. Look at your phones.

What does it spell?

Oh. "FBI."
Yeah, "FBI."

Apparently, he knew we were coming.
You think so, Copernicus?

Somebody wanna tell me
what this is, huh? Anybody?

Nobody knows what it is. Great.

Look at you.
How many of you went to Harvard?

Don't raise your hands. Don't.

Ah. Diana. Look at this.
Apparently, our boy has a sense of humor.

What?
Neal Caffrey escaped.

What's this?
U.S. Marshals are requesting your help.

My help?
Director Thompson asked for you...

...personally.
Me? Why would he want me?

Probably because you're the only one
who ever caught him.

Agent Burke. I'm Thompson, U.S. Marshals.
Appreciate the help.

You were the case agent?
Yes.

So you'll agree
that this is an unusual situation?

Why would Neal run with three months left
on a four-year sentence?

This is Warden Haskley. Agent Burke, FBI.
So you're the guy who dropped the ball.

You know
what Neal Caffrey's capable of.

I know I spent three years chasing him,
and you let him walk out the front door.

Gentlemen, might I remind you
that Caffrey has a four-hour head start?

Caffrey came out of the E Block
staff bathroom dressed as a guard.

Where'd he get the uniform?
Uniform supply company on the Internet.

He used a credit card?

He used my wife's American Express.

We're tracing the number
in case he uses it again.

He won't.

- Hey, pretty boy.
- Settle down.

How did he get the key cards
for the gate?

Well, we think he re-striped a utility card
using the record head on that.

Could've given him a CD player.

He walked out the front door...

...and hot-wired a maintenance truck
in the parking lot.

We found it abandoned near the airport.

We beefed up security
just in case he tries to get out that way.

Oh, we're not gonna catch Caffrey
using roadblocks and wanted posters.

Shaved his beard
just before he escaped.

Neal doesn't have a beard.

The inmates are photographed
each morning as they exit their cells.

- I hardly recognize him.
- Yeah, I think that's the point.

- This morning?
- Yes.

Run the series back.

Stop.

That's it. When he stopped shaving.

I wanna know
everything that happened that day.

He had a visitor.

Kate Moreau? You know her?
Yeah, I do.

No audio?
No.

She comes back every week
like clockwork.

She's not thrilled about this visit.

How soon can we get a lip-reader here?
I'll save you the trouble.

"Adios, Neal. It's been real."

She come back next week?

She never came back.

Okay. Let's find Kate.

That's right. We got it.

I see Kate moved out.

She leave you a message in that?

The bottle is the message.

It's been a while.
Yeah.

Few years, give or take.

You carrying?

You know I don't like guns.

They asked me what makes a guy
like you pull a boneheaded escape...

...with four months to go.

Guess you figured it out.

Kate says adios to you at prison...

...then gets busy
with her disappearing act.

Her trail ends here.

But you already know that.

I missed her by two days.

Still, only took you a month and a half
to escape a super-max.

Damn impressive.
Heh.

All clear. Subject identified and unarmed.
Roger that.

We surrounded?

How many?
Including my agents and the marshals...

...all of them, I think.

What's the message?

"Goodbye."

Women.

We're gonna give you
another four years for this, you know.

I don't care.

That's the same suit you were wearing
the last time you arrested me.

Mm. Classics never go out of style.

You know what this is?

No idea. I got it from a case
I was supposed to be working on...

...before they yanked me off to find you.

You think you'll catch him?

Don't know.

He's good. Maybe as good as you.

What's it worth if I tell you what this is?

Is it worth a meeting?

What are you talking about?
If I tell you what this is now...

...will you agree to meet me back in prison
in one week?

Just a meeting.
Hallway clear.

You two, move it.
Okay.

It's a security fiber
for the new Canadian 100-dollar bill.

Ready? Put your hands
where I can see them.

Let's go.
One week.

Got him.

Hey.

What's got the belt-and-suspender boys
all riled up?

You.
Me? What'd I do?

Caffrey was right.
That stuff from the bank vault...

...security fibers
for the new Canadian 100.

Whew.

Well, I'll be damned.
The formulation's still classified.

The Canadian secret service are very curious
to know how you figured it out.

Should be fun.
You may have started...

...an international incident.

How did you know?
Come on, Peter. It's what I do.

How upset were the Canadians?
Oh, very.

Well, as upset as Canadians can get.
All right, so I agreed to a meeting.

We're meeting.

I know why you call him the Dutchman.

Like the ghost ship.
He disappears whenever you get close.

How do you know anything about him?

You know my life.
You don't think I know yours?

Did you get the birthday cards?
Nice touch.

You've been after the Dutchman
almost as long as you were after me.

I'll help you catch him.

Really? Really? How does that work?
You wanna be prison pen pals?

You can get me out of here.
There's case law. Precedent.

I can be released into your custody.

Nice. This is very nice.
But you're right, I do know you.

And I know the second you're out,
you'll take off after Kate.

Peter, I am not gonna run.

GPS tracking anklet.
The new ones are tamperproof.

Never been skipped on.
There's always a first time.

Think about it.
Sorry, Neal. Nice try.

Lights out, Bobby. Shut them down.

Neal.

Gotta turn that off.

Get one more minute, Bobby?
Okay, one minute.

Is it midnight yet?
Yeah, it's midnight.

All corrections personnel
to your security operations.

Shut up, man!

You coming to bed tonight?
Yeah.

Ahh. Hmm. What's wrong?

Nothing.

Don't tell me it's Neal Caffrey.

I've been competing with him
for three years.

He'd be out today.
You considering his offer?

Well, of course you are,
or you'd be in bed with me.

Can he help you find him?

Neal's smart.
You know how much I like smart.

Is he as smart as those Ivy League coeds
they throw at you?

He's almost as brilliant
as the woman I married.

Good answer.

So, what's the problem?

This is not the way it's supposed to go.

You get caught, you do your time.
There's more to this.

More to this than some lost love.

Some side angle he's playing.

So you're suggesting he escapes
a maximum-security prison...

...knowing that you'd catch him...

...just so he could trick you
into letting him out again?

It's a working theory.
Yeah. Keep working.

Is it so hard for you to believe a man
would do that for the woman he loves?

Neal just bought himself
four more years in prison. For what?

For what?

If you were Neal,
you wouldn't have run for me?

Let me see it.

You understand how this works?

I'm released into the custody
of the FBI...

...under your supervision.
Let this thing chafe my leg.

Anything I'm missing?
Yeah. If you run and I catch you...

...which you know I will
because I'm 2 and 0...

...you're not back here for four years,
you're back here for good.

You're gonna be tempted
to look for Kate. Don't.

I told you, the bottle meant goodbye.
Then leave it at that.

This is a temporary situation.

Help me catch the Dutchman,
we can make it permanent.

- Where are we headed?
- Your new home.

This is Neal Caffrey.
My office called earlier.

There you go, Snake Eyes.
Thank you.

Can I talk to you for a second?

Hang on. Farther down.

Do I have to stay here?
Cowboy up.

All right, it costs $700 a month
to house you on the inside...

...so that's what it costs here.
For the money, this is as good as it gets.

You find something better, take it.
What about clothes?

I'm wearing my entire wardrobe.
You like thrift stores.

There's one at the end of the block.

No, don't start. No protests.
This is what you wanted, isn't it?

Lookit, it's not-- Oh, look at her.

You don't get that in prison, do you?
No. Not at all.

Listen, your tracking anklet is set up...

...so you can go anywhere
within two miles of this place.

Here's your homework.

Remember, two miles.

I'll see you at 7 a.m.

Hello.

I've come to donate these.

Men's suits?
Mm-hm.

Those are fantastic.
Oh.

They belonged to my late husband, Byron.

He really did have great taste in clothes.
May I?

Thank you.

This is a Devore.
Yes.

He won it from Sy himself.
Won it?

He beat him at a backdoor draw.

What? Your husband played poker
with Sy Devore?

He certainly did. And so did I.

No.
Yes.

The guys would even let me sit in
once in a while on a hand. And I was good.

I'm glad to see you appreciate these.
I was hoping someone would.

I've got a whole closet full of them.
A whole closet?

Mm-hm.
Well, actually, it's a guest room...

...but I haven't used it for anything
except storage for years.

Oh, Byron used to wear that one
whenever we went dancing.

The neighborhood was--

Let's say it was much nicer then.
You live nearby?

Not far.

Hey. I'm here for Caffrey. Room 11.

Oh, yeah, yeah. Old Snake Eyes.
A nice guy.

Left you a note.

You've gotta be kidding me.

Good day.

Thank you.

I think I have the wrong address.
You must be Peter.

I'm looking for Neal Caffrey.

He's upstairs.

Whoa, the good life

Full of fun
Seems to be the ideal

Yes, the good life
Lets you hide

You're early.
We're shaking a lead at the airport.

We got a hit on Snow White.
Snow White.

A phrase you decoded from a suspected
Dutchman communiqué to Barcelona.

You moved.

It's nicer than the other place,
don't you think?

Yeah. I don't remember the other place
having a view.

I went to the thrift store
like you suggested.

And June--
Lady with the dog. We met.

--was donating her late husband's clothes.
We hit it off. She had an extra guest room.

You said if I found a nicer place
for the same price, I should take it.

I did say that.

All this for 700?
Yep.

But help out around the place.
Oh, sure. Feed the dog.

Yeah, wash the Jag.
Watch her granddaughter from time to time.

She's got you babysitting?

How's it going?
Morning, Neal.

Granddaughter?
She's an art student.

Unbelievable. Go get dressed.

You mind?

Hey, Grandma.

Good morning, Cindy.

It's perfect.
Even the freaking coffee is perfect.

That's not jewelry on his ankle, you know.
He's a felon.

So was Byron.

And in case you wonder why

Well, just wake up

And kiss that good life goodbye

You look like a cartoon.

This is classic Rat Pack. This is a Devore.

Oh, sorry, Dino.

Will you stop with the hat?
Ooh.

Come on. Let's go.

You're upset.

Sour grapes.

What was that?

Look, you tell me which rule I broke,
and I will thumb it back to prison myself.

For starters....

I work hard. I do my job well.

And I don't have
a 10-million-dollar view of Manhattan...

...that I share with a 22-year-old art student
while we sip espresso.

Why not?
Why not?

Because I'm not supposed to.

The amount of work I do
equals certain things in the real world.

Not cappuccino in the clouds.

I will find out where June buys her coffee--
It's not about the coffee.

I think it is.
No, it's not.

This is what gets you into trouble.

This is the start
of those something-for-nothing schemes...

...that lead to the frauds
that got you locked up.

I think it's some sort of Italian roast.

Get in the car.
Okay.

Who's that?

That's Diana. Diana's my probie.
Probie?

Probationary agent.

She does everything I don't.
She's very good at her job.

And she can do way better than you.

Hey.

You must be Neal Caffrey.

Nice hat.

What have we got?
His name's Tony Field.

Customs flagged him coming from Spain
in response to our Snow White BOLO.

- Customs playing nice?
- The usual chest pounding.

He's in their custody, not ours.

Less paperwork for me.
What's he carrying?

You're gonna love this.

Snow White and Her Seven Little Men.
This is what triggered our alert?

What do we know about this guy?

Says he's a rare-book dealer.

Anything wrong with his paperwork?

Nope. He brought in the same books and
the same quantity on three previous trips.

All right, Dino. Are we wasting our time?

They're not limited runs or special editions.
Can't be worth much.

Why go to all the trouble of flying them in?
Good question.

He is nervous
for having all the right paperwork.

I wanna talk to him.
I'll set it up.

I'm grabbing some coffee.
You want some?

Yeah. Anything but decaf.
Diana, I'll take mine straight.

Neal, the coffee shop's outside.

You are way out of your league.
Oh, harmless flirting. It's like a dance.

No, there is no dance.

You're not even on her dance card.
No dancing for you.

Um.... She digs the hat.

Um.... She'd rather be wearing the hat.

Peter Burke, FBI.

FBI? They're really kicking it up a notch.

So you're a book dealer?

Yes. Well, as I have told everyone here,
repeatedly...

...my business is the import
and sale of rare books.

How rare can they be?
You've got 600 of them.

Would you like me to go with the crime lab?
Help you dust for fingerprints?

Because I'm telling you how to do your job.
So Snow White in Spanish?

Snow White was not created
by Disney, detective.

There are a few stories
that predate Steamboat Willie.

I'm a federal agent.

And you mean folklore
of the virginally pure queen...

...like Alexander Pushkin's
Tale of the White Princess...

...and the Seven Knights?
Is that what you mean?

What are the books for?

I'd appreciate it
if you didn't talk to my client.

Constitution and all.

Were you chasing the ambulance
or they give you a ride? Huh?

You must've thumbed it.

No dance, huh?
Not for you.

Thought the FBI had a policy.
That's the military.

We don't ask. We don't care.
Where's the customs inspector?

The books aren't worth much.

You can pick them up
for a few dollars on eBay.

Hey, why didn't you tell me
the guy lawyered up?

The second he makes that call,
I can't talk to him.

He didn't call anybody.
Then how did his lawyer know that--?

I need paramedics in here now.
Nobody frisked the lawyer.

God.

Got a dead book dealer, a killer lawyer,
and a bunch of worthless books.

All right, come on.

As a reformed professional counterfeiter,
what is the Dutchman's interest in these?

Published 1944 in Madrid.

This is what he's after.

The top sheet?
More than that.

This is a piece
of 1944 Spanish press parchment.

That's what he wanted.
Good. This is good.

He's gonna counterfeit something
originally printed on paper like that.

NEAL
That's what I would do.

Tony made three prior shipments
with these.

Two blank pages per book is 600 sheets.

Too many for paintings,
not enough for currency.

I'll bet our dead book dealer knew.
Diana, where's that wallet?

It's right here.

This is where he went
before he left for Spain.

Yeah, I do remember him.

He came by several months ago,
and then again last week.

This is what he came to see.

The Spanish Victory Bond.

He took several photographs of it.
Said he was gonna write a book.

It's a shame he's dead.
This bond does have a fascinating history.

It's a Goya.
Yes. Beautiful, isn't it?

Oh, look at that. A perfect fit.

You're starting to earn
your 700 a month.

You said it had a fascinating history.

Quite. It was issued during the war.
1944.

Yes. Yeah. The U.S. issued it...

...to support the Spanish Underground
in their battle against the Axis.

Very few have ever been redeemed.
There's speculation...

...that entire boxes were captured.

Many are still hidden away
in the caves of Altamira.

Whole boxes of these?

Yeah. Boy, that would be something,
wouldn't it?

This is the only surviving copy.

Except it's a forgery.

No. That's not possible.

What?
It's the ink. This is iron-gall dye mixed...

...to match period colors. It hasn't dried
yet. You can still smell the gum arabic.

No. This has been here since 1952.
It's been here less than a week.

Okay. Tony makes two trips. The first time,
he takes a picture of the bond.

The second trip in, he steals the original
and replaces it with this copy.

Can we confirm that?
The timed ink identification test...

...puts the age of the bond at six days,
which coincides with Tony's visit.

We're pulling surveillance video
to back it up.

So the question is, why go to the trouble
of making a nice forgery...

...on the right kind of paper
just to stick it back in the archives?

Is the bond still negotiable?

It's a zero option. It never expires.
What's it worth?

Thousand-dollar face value,
drawing 9 percent interest--

Compounded for 64 years.

Two hundred
and forty-eight thousand dollars.

What he said.

Quarter of a million, not chump change.
And he's got 600 sheets of the stuff.

Hundred and fifty million, give or take.

He'd be a rich man
if he could pass them off.

But it still doesn't tell us
why he would take out the real bond...

...and put in a forgery.

I think it does.

What if he claimed
he found boxes of the original bonds?

Dragged them out of those caves
in Spain.

How would they be authenticated?
They'd be taken to the archives...

...and compared to the original.
Which he's already switched out.

So of course they're gonna match.
Oh, this is good. This is really good.

All right, let's think about this.

It's Elizabeth.

Hey.

Would you believe me if I said I was
pulling up right in front of the house now?

You lost track of time. It happens.
I hope you didn't make dinner.

Did you forget who you married?
I am smarter than that.

So how's Neal doing? Satchmo.
He met Diana.

Oh, a woman who can resist his charms.

Bet that's taking some getting used to.

Is he helping?
We're onto something here, El.

So I won't wait up.
I'm leaving.

Ten minutes, I promise.
Twenty at the most.

I know.
Bye.

Chew your food.

You sound like your father.

Big plans for the weekend?

Oh, you know, I gotta fix the sink.
Catch a game.

With Elizabeth?
Yeah.

Yeah, she's into it. How cool is that?
She likes to watch the Giants.

Uh-huh. Even on your anniversary?

I see this stuff coming from six months out,
then I take it right in the teeth every time.

Relax. You still have a few days.
No. This is what happened last year.

I said I'd make up for it
with something special.

Not just a corner booth at Donatella's...

...and a romp in the sheets.
Skip the dinner.

Well, we've been married a decade.
That doesn't cut it anymore.

Okay, Romeo. Let's problem-solve.
What's she into?

Sexually?

Ew. No. No, existentially.
What makes her feel alive?

I'm drawing a blank.
How could you not know?

When you were chasing me,
you knew my shoe size, what time I--

That's the job. Very different.

Oh, so a relationship isn't work?
Oh, no, no.

You don't get to lecture me
on relationships.

My wife didn't change her identity
and flee the country...

...to get away from me.

Yes, yes, yes.

That was harsh. I didn't mean that.
Yeah, you did.

Did she really flee the country?

I don't know.
France? Did she go to France?

I don't know.

What am I gonna do?
No.

No more relationship advice
from this side of the car.

Call Dr. Phil, okay?

I saw the best mind of my generation
get run down by the drunken taxicab...

...of absolute reality.

What the hell, Mozzie?
Sitting in the dark misquoting Ginsberg?

The light's how they find you, man.

Hey, you know, you can't just
help yourself here. How'd you get in?

I used this.

I knocked. I introduced myself to June.
She's great.

Did you get a load
of that granddaughter?

Thanks for coming.
What was I gonna do? Not come?

Can I see?

Can you pick it?
No way.

No way.

You flew too close to the sun, my friend.
They burned your wings.

Where's Kate, Moz?

Where'd she go?

She's a ghost, man.

She did an outstanding job
of melting away.

Well, keep looking. Check France.

France?
I know, okay?

It's probably nothing.
Just look everywhere.

Something else.

I need you to help me figure out
who created this.

It's superb.
Isn't it?

You know the worst thing
about art forgery?

You can't take credit for your work.

El?

Honey?

What do you like?

What's special?

Oh, you haven't changed. I've changed.

Yeah, this is Burke.
It's Jones.

Caffrey's ankle is activated.
Is he with you?

No. I'm coming.
No, I've got Diana on it.

We're pulling the locations.
El, I've gotta go. Neal's outside his radius--

Agent Burke, you still there?

Caffrey is with me.

You sure? Because we--
Yeah. Yeah.

Good morning, honey.
Peter.

You're on my couch?
I came to talk to you.

And, frankly, Peter, I have to say I'm
surprised you have such an amazing wife.

Yeah, I like her. Get off my couch.

We're just chatting.
Chatting? How did you get here?

Cab.
You activated your tracker.

You're in my house, on my couch,
with my wife.

Oh, hey, Satchmo. Hi.
Now you're petting my dog.

Did you really put Elizabeth
under surveillance before you asked her out?

Peter. I underestimated you.
You told him.

He said he wanted to make sure
that I wasn't seeing anybody else. It's cute.

I think it's adorable.
I'm putting you back in prison.

I know who the Dutchman is.

Enlighten me.

Curtis Hagen. He's an art restorer,
one of the best in the world.

But his own work never took off.

He's particularly good at Goya restorations.
That's what this is.

The bond is him showing off.

Interesting theory. How do you prove it?
He signed it.

I think we might've noticed a signature
tucked in the corner.

Show him.

Look at the pants
on the Spanish peasant.

What do you see?
It's the initials C and H.

I don't know. That's a stretch.

This bond is a masterpiece. If I'd done
something this good, I would've signed it.

The forgeries you caught me on,
I signed them.

Where?
Look at the bank seal...

...under a polarized light sometime.

Hagen is doing a church restoration on
3rd Street. We can stop by on our way in.

Fine.

Meet me in the car.

I'm gonna say goodbye to my wife now.
Oh, yeah.

Ahem. It was nice to meet you.
Nice to meet you after all these years.

- This is it?
- Yep.

You can't come in.
We're closed for restoration.

Oh, sorry, Father.
Could we just--?

Could we just have a moment? Thank you.
Father, come here a second.

Please, Father.

My best friend is having a crisis
of the soul.

He's a married man, and he has
the most devastatingly beautiful assistant...

...at work, a very provocative woman.

He's been tempted.

More than tempted. I have details.

That's very common with men his age.
Unfortunately, very common.

And I wanna confront him about this
before he tears apart his life.

Look, he has a lot of faults.
I mean, don't get me started. He is a mess.

But he's very spiritual.

I know this is the place
where my words will have the most effect.

This is the City of Churches.
We're closed. Surely there's another--

This is where he was married.

Five minutes.
Thank you. Thank you, Father.

Sorry about that. We got five.
Did you just lie to a priest?

- Do you think Diana's attractive?
- Sure.

Then we're good.

Extraordinary.
Real nice.

So if this Hagen guy
is as good as you say...

...how come I've never heard of him?
You only know the guys who get caught.

You know the second-best criminals.
What does that say about you?

It says there's an exception to every rule.

Look. C and H.
Where?

Right here.

Right there. C.H.

Maybe.
What do you mean, maybe?

That's a C and an H.
Can I help you, gentlemen?

Your face is familiar.

Maybe I've seen it on the news,
or perhaps on a most-wanted web page.

Neal Caffrey.

Forgive me if I don't shake hands
with an art thief.

I was never arrested for art theft.
Not arrested.

But, as I recall, you were known
as quite the Renaissance criminal.

So you can understand my concern
at having you in my space.

And you are...?
Just a friend.

Well, friend, this church is closed.

Did you see it?
Okay. You've got me curious.

We'll check him out.
Listen to the Spirit, son, not the flesh.

I'll do that.

What's that about?

Shut the door.

Need your help with this.

Is this information on Hagen?
No. Diana's on her way with that.

This is your wife's Visa bill.
Yeah. I got it all.

Her eBay bids, video rentals, library books.
Thank you, Patriot Act.

So you're stalking your own wife.
Wanna compare notes?

Touché.

You figure out what she likes?
Yeah. It's all in the summary.

Pottery-making. Nancy Drew mysteries.
Scented candles. Oleander.

Old jazz.
Anything Italian except anchovies.

Yeah, I don't think you're gonna find your
answer tucked into a list of her eBay bids.

Help me out here, all right?

You're the romantic.
I mean, what's the deal with the bottle?

It's an '82 Bordeaux.
Yeah. Costs 800 bucks a pop.

It does when it's full. I got it empty.

Empty?

When Kate and I met, we had nothing.

I got that bottle, and I used to fill it up
with whatever cheap wine we could afford.

And we'd sit in that crappy apartment
and drink it over cold pizza...

...and pretend we were living
in the Côte d'Azur.

How'd that work out for you?
It didn't.

Because that bottle was a promise
of a better life.

What Kate got was a guy locked away
for half a decade.

Make Elizabeth any promises, Peter?

Or you think what she really wants
is oleander candles?

Hey, Diana. What do you got?
Hagen is leaving the country.

He booked a flight through a
charter company in Barcelona for the 19th.

One week. Damn it, Neal.
Seeing you must've tipped him off.

He's going to Spain. That's something.

Is there any connection to
our books, the bonds, the murder?

Hagen's impressive.
A lot of international holdings.

He keeps himself out of the muck.
Get every available agent on this.

You know the good ones. I wanna know
every single thing about this guy...

...and I don't want any excuses.

Anything gets in your way--
Forge your signature. Always do.

That's what I wanna hear.

If you're right about Hagen...

...we have one week to connect him
to the bond.

If we lose him on the 19th....

Neal, if we lose him, you're back in.
I can't save you.

You're late.
Hey, give me a break.

I'm a working man now.

So?

We were right about Hagen.
Of course.

And I was stupid and impulsive,
and he saw me.

I have one week to link him to the bonds.

One week, or what?

I go back.
No, no, no.

Yeah.

Did you find anything about Kate?

Aha. Apparently, if a tree falls in the forest,
it does make a sound.

I may lose her again, Moz.
Lose her? I just found her.

So did he.

So did he.

Remember when you told me
not to look for Kate?

Yeah.

You're putting me in a tough spot.

These were taken at a San Diego ATM.
She's going under the name Kate Purdue.

You know what "Purdue" means in French?
Yeah. It means lost.

Yeah. Makes you wonder, right?
Is she lost to me, or without me?

Stop it.
I just need a couple days.

After this Dutchman thing is over.
A couple days to go to San Diego.

You can come with me.
Stop it.

How many times are you gonna
screw up your life for this girl?

I hate to break it to you, buddy,
but she dumped you, with prejudice.

No.

Exactly what is your plan if you find her?

I know there's more to our story.

She disappears in the dust? No.
That's not an ending.

Come on, man.

We've all been there.

It gets easier.
Not if she's the one.

I brought this to you.

Doesn't that count for something?
No.

We made a deal.

I gave you something good here,
and you're about to blow it.

You're right. You're right, Peter.

I'm a smart guy.
I should know when I've been dumped.

You figure out
your anniversary plans yet?

I'm getting close. Very close.

So you got nothing.
Nothing.

But I'll find it.

Hey, I'm gonna go grab a smoke
really quick.

Didn't know you smoked.

It's a nasty prison habit.
I've been trying to quit.

Jones, keep an eye on him.
Yeah.

Bum one from you?

These things will kill you.

That's what I keep hearing,
but I'm not dead yet.

But these filters, they're good.

Not for me, you understand.
I tear them off.

Hey, you need a light?

You should try the patch.
Two years and counting.

I hate the tan lines.

You don't smoke.

What was I supposed to do,
fire off a flare?

So you tear off the filter?

Yeah. But I'm hardcore.

I found my bottle.
I found Hagen.

You first.
This is a warehouse down by the docks.

Hagen runs it through a shell corporation
out of Guatemala.

We didn't know about this. How did you?

I don't think you rely on rumor
as much as I do.

Let's go.

Do you hear that? You hear that?
Hear what?

That kind of rhythmic-- Shh.

That's a press. Damn it, Peter,
that is a printing press.

He's printing bonds now. You can hear it.
How long till they're done?

A multicolored print job as complicated
as the Goya, I mean, test proofs...

...ink formulation, perfect registration.
He'll be running it for days.

Diana.
Yeah, boss?

I need recording equipment
down here immediately.

You got it.

I'm onboard. Hagen is our guy. But we still
don't have enough for a warrant.

We know the bonds are there.
Just open the door.

Mm-hm.
warrant law. All I've got...

...is sound coming out of a warehouse,
and no way to link him to the bond.

I've gotta talk to your friend.

Friend?
Come on, Neal.

The guy who gave you a cigarette.

I have no--
What, do you think Jones is an idiot?

I have to know how he connected Hagen
to the warehouse.

Come on, Neal. And you gotta trust me.

Okay. Okay. I'll bring you to him.

First thing tomorrow.
Good.

Yeah?

Damn.

What's going on?

He ran.

What is this?

Hey.
Hi there.

Hey. Hey. What are you doing?

You can't be here.
Oh. I'm taking a photography class...

...over at the Annex, and pictures
of rusty sheet metal are a sure-fire A.

Take him in.

Jimmy, go get Hagen.

What exactly is going on here?

Why'd you bring him inside?
He was taking pictures.

Open the door. You're a dead man.

That sounds like inch-thick Lexan.

Keys are on the way.

Nice.

You shouldn't have signed the bonds.
I'm no stranger to vanity.

So I understand the impulse.
I'm gonna kill you.

I hope whatever they're giving you
is worth it.

It is.

You are a particular kind of bastard.

Gentlemen, we have a fugitive
hiding in this building.

Knock down those doors.

Grab the bonds. Come on, let's go!
Everybody, come on!

Quick. Let's go. Move them. Come on.

- Let's go. Get in there.
- Federal agents.

Do not move.

Get up.

- Get them up in the air.
- There you go.

This is what the law calls
an exigent circumstance.

Any of you Harvard grads
know what that is? Huh?

No hands? Diana?
Exigent circumstance allows us...

...to pursue a suspect onto private property
without obtaining a warrant.

And to seize any and all evidence
that has been discovered in plain view...

...regardless of the connection
to the original crime.

Hey.

Remember me, friend?

Oh, there's your lawyer.

You know, you're really bad
at this escape thing.

What can I say?

Cigar?
Cuban?

You should arrest me.

Well, I'll let the cigar go,
but you are a fleeing suspect.

Is that the original Victory Bond?
Why, yes.

Yes, it is.

Oh.

You know, this makes me 3 and 0.

Maybe I'm not trying hard enough.

Careful.
Okay.

Oh.
All right.

Honey--
Almost there.

Think I'm getting seasick.
Just a little farther.

Okay. All right.
All right, this is good.

All right. Now, I want you
to keep your eyes closed.

I promise.
All right.

Okay. Open them.

Honey, you know how every year...

...I'm always promising you
that we're gonna go...?

To the Caribbean.
This is sort of what you wanted.

Well, I think if I keep my eyes closed,
I can actually imagine us being there.

Ooh. And it's getting warmer.
It is.

Come here.
Okay.

Screw top.

Cheesy?

It's a little cheesy, but it's....

But it's sweet.

Maybe this will help.

Belize.
What?

I found the time.

We have a week, and two plane tickets,
and a seized villa in Sarteneja.

In where?

Oh, this really incredible
beachfront villa...

...that the bureau seized
from this narco trafficker.

It's amazing--
Okay, it's-- Enough with--

Just tell me it's nice.

It's nice.

I love you.

I love you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Do you think we can pull
that heater in a little closer?

It's cold.

Yeah.

- Can't beat that view.
- Did Elizabeth like it?

She loved it.

Coffee?
Yeah.

Italian roast?

Going on vacation.

Yeah. Yeah, we'll be back in a week.

Still wearing that suit.
Yeah, I love this suit.

Did they make a decision?

Figured if we didn't...

...you'd end up making one of these
on your own.

I'm official.
You're a consultant.

And I own you for four years.

You okay with that?
Yeah.

You'll be here when I get back?
Where else am I gonna go?

Hold on
I'm comin'

Hold on
I'm comin'

Hold on
Don't you worry

I'm comin'
Here I come

Hold on