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I'm going to make this really simple.

Who are you working with?

unemployed at the moment.

You got any idea what we did
to chumps like you back in the day?

Uh, no.

Look, uh, could you put the A.C.
On in here or something?

That, or just, uh, let me go.

I mean, you can't keep me in here.
It's against the law.

There's no law in this room.

You can't touch me.

Two shots to the back of the head.

Double tap.

He's wearing a wig and a fat suit.

It's not halloween, is it?

In this town, it's always halloween.

Ernie menlo.

Well, he wasn't
carrying a very fat wad.

Rolex is still on his wrist.

Probably rules out robbery.
What do you think?

I don't know.

I'm looking for a sign.

CSI: Crime Scene Investigation
4x22 No More Bets

He's not in the system?

Yeah, gotta be.

Okay. Thanks.

So, uh... Brass ran the id.

There's no Ernie menlo
in the system. Fake.

GSR in the wound track.

No stellate tearing.

Gunshots appear
to be close range,

but noncontact.

No exit wounds.

Well, I don't see any
shell casings, either.

So maybe the killer picked them up.

Professional hit?

Major fractures and
lacerations on his hands.

Lividity's consistent
with body position.

I don't think it was a body dump.

So either he walked in
or he got a ride. Either way,

this gravel and
glass makes good evidence.

I'll bag a sample.

Rampart casino.

His day started out good.

He won $436,278.

Rampart's always
been lucky for me.

So where is this money?

I found some tire treads.

I think the vehicle was
making a three-point turn.

And it seems that robbery
may be a motive after all.

Rampart.

I guess I'll go check that out.

You can't.

We found the body under
the whiskey town sign

and the guy just cleaned out
the Rampart casino.

Coincidence. / Even if it is,
they're still Sam braun's casinos.

Why is that a problem?

He's your father.

You can't be on this case.

Gil... / Catherine,

you have to go home.

No ticks.
It's authentic.

Logo sticker isn't worn down.
Watch could be new.

Guy hits the jackpot,
has to celebrate.

Goes and buys some bling-bling
to impress the strippers with.

What do you got?

Air conditioned socks.

So, I talked to the pit boss
who signed the vic's W-2.

He was pulling surveillance.

He remembers the big winner.

Sam braun!
What a nice surprise!

The fat kid...

- He was cheating.
- What do you do about it?

Well, we had a little chat.

- I didn't kill him.
- Did you take him to the box?

Gentlemen, these days,
we call it the holding room.

Smells like the cleaning crew just left.

Security brought the kid
down here around 2:00 A.M.

I came in.

We talked.

He walked out around 3:00.

It's all in there.

Well, good. We'll look at
the tapes a little later.

Would you turn off the lights, please?

It's well within my rights to have
a discussion with anyone in my place.

The kid was cheating.

I wanted to know how.

Nobody wins 400k at roulette.

What's your system?

Clean living... good karma.

But either you call the cops
and book me now, or I'm out of here.

You're no longer
welcome at the Rampart.

Awesome.

Okay, I'll take my money and go.

Do you have any idea the house
advantage in roulette?

5.26%

Albert einstein had
a theory about roulette.

He said the only way to win at roulette

is to steal the money from the table
when the croupier isn't looking.

There's always someone looking.

Well, maybe it was
an inside job, Sam.

Maybe somebody
bought off one of your guys.

I'm curious.

What bothers you more?

The fact that you
couldn't pin a murder on me

or that catherine cashed my check?

There were no
strings on that money.

Just because you
can't see something

doesn't mean it's not there.

Believe whatever you like.

That kid walked out of
here with my money.

If you figure out
how he ripped me off,

would you let me know?

For what it's worth, these bruises
correspond to the holes in his sock.

Well, he's been worked over
pretty good. He's got a nice fat lip.

Yeah.

There was a good clot in the wound,
and the tissues were contused.

I'd say it occurred at least
an hour or two before death.

I teased out a couple of small-caliber
projectiles from his brain.

One was embedded
in the right frontal cortex.

The other lodged in the
first cervical vertebra.

It's copper-washed lead.

Must be a .22.

You know, historically, .22s were
the hit man's bullet of choice.

They have the energy to enter into
the cranial vault, but not enough to exit,

So they just ricochet around inside,
shredding the gray matter until they stop.

Nice.

There's also extensive
crush injury to both hands,

with fractures of the metacarpals
and the phalanges.

Bruises appear perimortem.

Any idea what might have
caused that kind of damage?

Given the fracture pattern,

I'd guess it was some
sort of blunt object.

Maybe a ball peen hammer.

What gets you to that?

They used to tell me back in the days,
the first time you got caught cheating,

they'd give you a couple whacks
on the hand with a ball peen hammer.

The second time, you'd lose a limb.

Third time?

A long walk in the desert with a shovel.

A computer in his shoe.

As far as I could tell,
it's a wireless receiver.

It picks up a signal, solenoids drive
the points up against the guy's foot,

- tells him what number to bet.
- Based on what?

I don't know.
Archie's working on it right now.

Well, if our vic was the receiver,
there has to be a transmitter.

Hey, I got an id on our vic.
It's a Teddy keller.

Everyone who buys a rolex gets
registered at the point of purchase.

So I ran the serial number. He bought
the watch at the forum shops two days ago.

And I got his home address.

Well, his driver's license was fake,
so, this could be fake, too.

A fake id is for scamming a casino.
A baller puts his real name on a roley.

What? He rubs off.

That's Teddy keller.
That's apartment 27.

Is he in some kind of trouble?

- Hey, John.
- Hey, Mr. Green.

When was the last time you saw him?

I don't know.

He's got a roommate, Davis mullens.

Oh, yeah, they eat
a tremendous amount of pizza.

Tremendous amount
of pizza and calzone.

I feel like bopping that
delivery guy every time

he buzzes the gate.

Here we are.

Anybody home?

Hello?

I guess the roommate's out, huh?

It's freezing in here.

Get a load of this wheel.

It's regulation.

These things run about 1,500 bucks.

Well, they cleared almost half a mil.

It's a good investment. / Yeah.

These guys definitely had a system.

Hey, Rick, you might
want to check this out.

Looks like the
roommate's home after all.

Two taps to the head.

Deja vu.

These guys liked to play dress-up.

You find any shoes back there?

I'm looking.

Blood smear here.

Maybe the killer tried to clean up.

That's ridiculous. Why bother?

Okay.

Have a distinctive white mark
on his right shoulder.

- What do you make of that?
- You already shot me down once.

Look, uh, it could be right.

Thanks. / Can you make
sure that gets to trace?

Sure.

Hey, what're you doing,
touching that? You got gloves?

Relax. I got it covered.

Hey, Rick, remember the time you
said you could get a print off of air?

Yeah.

Check this out.

So you just got the day off?
Just, just like that?

Are you complaining? / No.

You just seem a little
pissed off about it.

I like it.

You like that?

Depends on what you're
gonna do with it.

Pretty expensive taste
for a public servant.

She can afford it.

You going to introduce him?

Mr. Braun.

Chris bezich.
It's a pleasure to meet you.

Your hosts, send a lot of
your whales to my club, acid drop.

That's great.

Just a sec.
Just give us a minute.

Okay.

What do you want?

Mugs, I heard you had some
time off because of me.

Yeah, I could get fired for even
having this conversation.

Relax.
Vegas is a small town.

I'm always running into people I know.

Just cut to the chase, Sam.

Some people in this town

think I'm a murderer. / Some people
in this town know you're a murderer.

I did not kill those kids.

I did not! / Kids?

How do you know there's
more than one? / Cath...

- I'm fine.
- You're not impressing her.

I'll be in touch.

So you and Sam braun...

He slept with my mother.

The glass fragments you found at the
apartment building are primarily lead- based.

Different curvatures and textures with traces of
florescent powder, phosphorus and mercury.

Neon glass.

I checked out that graveyard once.

- Pretty interesting.
- The comparison?

Oh, Your sample's consistent with the glass
collected from the first crime scene.

See? That connects the two murders.

We've got a timeline.

Hey.

Hey.

- Everything okay?
- This is about the key CSI position.

Grissom recommended me.

Congratulations.

It's not necessary.

Position was cut. Budget had room
for the new promotion or a new Qiagen,

bio robot Ez-1.

Greg will be thrilled.

Yeah.

Oh, well, it's just an honor
to be nominated, right?

Grissom, I have been
in Vegas my whole life.

I've known guys who counted cards,

hedged bets, crushed
a poker table with a lowball pair.

I've seen guys beat the
house with their hands, but...

Never with their toes.

Transmitter and receiver.

I was reading about these
silicon valley types in the '80s

Called the, eudaemonic enterprises.
Have you heard of them?

The eudaemon.

Aristotle's presiding spirit of rationality.

They say they figured out a way
to beat the roulette wheel.

Not through a betting system,
but through physics.

It's simple in principle.

A fixed mass in a known orbit.

As long as you can account
for all the forces...

air resistance, friction, gravity...

you can land a probe on mars.

Well, they say every roulette
wheel is a little different.

Tilt, wobble, bounce...

So the guy with the transmitter
does the calibration,

clocks the position of the ball,

hits the switch...
and the computer does the rest.

Plays out the spin in milliseconds,
predicts the result,

and then transmits a code to the receiver
about where that ball will land.

- Let it show your bet.
- $1,000 on four, 22, five and 17.

Land, 22. Even!

This setup gives you a 44-percent
advantage over the house.

For every hundred these guys bet,

they're pulling in $2,200 an hour.

It's nice return.

- But it's a complicated system.
- Complicated, huh?

Maybe for a couple of pizza majors.

But not for an electrical
engineering grad student.

AFIS got a hit on the print
off the transmitter in the shoe.

Seth landers. WLVU.

Got busted a few years
ago for making fake ids.

Seth landers doesn't
have a roommate.

No answer at his door.

Guy's in the wind.

If someone hit my boys all mob-style
I'd disappear, too, you know?

Yeah, I guess we're gonna
have to do this the hard way.

I'll put out a broadcast.

Wait a minute.

Hey, kid...
you know Seth landers?

Stop!

Don't kill me! Don't kill me!

Please! I'll do
whatever Mr. Braun wants!

Please don't kill me! Please!

Las vegas police.
You Seth landers? / Yeah.

- Seth landers? /- Yes!
- Let's go.

Jacking Sam braun's
casino at roulette,

that was gutsy and smart.

And since you weren't
the one placing the bet,

I guess that makes you the smart one.

Here your boys right here,
Teddy and Davis,

- the candid camera.
- They came to me.

It was their idea.

Judging from what
we found in your apartment,

looks like you made their idea work.

I built the computers to put
in the shoes. That's all.

Your partners cleared half
a mil on your skills.

Dollar signs get involved,
things get ugly, huh?

Scam was 20 to 30k a night, max.

We hit Pike's.
Next day, Tangiers.

Everything was great.

We made 50 grand, and then

Teddy and Davis got greedy.

You can't crush a roulette table like that,
and not expect someone to notice.

The Tangiers, Pike's, Rampart...

these are all Sam braun's places.
You got something against him?

No.

His casinos are old school.

They're low tech.

There's less interference for my gear.

Your gear...

- what was your cut?
- I didn't get one.

I just got paid for my supplies
and my time. That's all.

- Yeah, picture that!
- It was a challenge.

I just wanted to see
if I could make it work.

Any idea where the money is?

Why don't you ask Sam braun?

When they took Teddy to the box,

I was sure we were busted.

Davis freaked. He split.

And then when he came out with
the money, everything was great.

For about two seconds.

Come on, Fellas.
Take a walk.

They grabbed him, took him outside.

That was the last time
I saw either one of them.

- what are you doing?
- I'm testing my podiatric dexterity.

What are you doing?

You know those tracks that
we found at the neon graveyard?

The ones from the case
you're not working on?

Yeah, those.

Sam used to be a caddy man.

He would drive a new one every year.

- These days, he's being driven.
- And you know this because...?

I saw him.

- He came to me.
- And you walked away, I hope.

I made him walk away from me.

Right into a stretch limo
with a big turning radius.

That doesn't prove anything.

Besides, any evidence that
comes from you is tainted.

Then have it come from you.
Warrant shouldn't be hard to get.

Especially if the call comes from someone
whose character is above reproach.

Nick said the budget for
the promotion was cut.

240 inches 20 feet.

He also said you recommended him.

I did.

Possible neon glass fragment.

You said you didn't have
a problem with me.

I don't.

I thought that Nick was the best
candidate for the position.

Why?

Because he didn't care
whether he got the job or not.

That's a stupid reason.

Blood...

Handle your scandal.

Sam braun?

You're under arrest for
the murder of Teddy keller.

- Is this some kind of joke?
- I'm not laughing.

Call my lawyer.
This won't take long.

Sam?

I'm parked out front.

As much as my client appreciates
your flair for the dramatic,

the show's over, gentlemen.
What do you have?

The tire patterns at the scene
of Teddy keller's murder...

are consistent with the wheel base
and turning radius of your client's limousine.

As well as every other limo in vegas.

We also found neon glass
embedded in all four tires.

The whole town's a construction site.

It's a tenuous link, at best.

Well, then...

how did his blood end up in
the back of your client's limousine?

You waited until Teddy
cleared the security cameras.

We're not through talking, kid.

And then you took him for a ride...

Vegas style.

Just like the old days.

Please, please...

What are you gonna do?

Let me show you
what I do to cheaters.

No, no!

My client offered the
young man a ride home.

They stopped briefly
at the neon graveyard, where they

held a private conversation regarding
the ethics of defrauding a casino.

That must have been some chat.

We know he left
the casino with the money.

The young man returned
the money as a sign of respect

for my client and
his position in the community.

I'm sure he did.

So, what next?

You gonna tell me
you're being set up?

It happens to you a lot, huh, Sam?

Your smudge from
that second kid's shirt.

I got a spectral library match to Sherwin
williams everclean interior paint, navajo white.

- Anything distinctive?
- I would have mentioned it.

Sometimes a paint sample's
just a paint sample.

Yeah.

You still liking Braun
for these murders?

Yeah, why? Something change?

I'm thinking Seth landers and
his pals had a woody for him.

I went back to the Rampart, and I took
some electronic noise measurements.

The place is a mess of interference.

Electronics in old casinos
aren't well shielded.

So, you're saying that the shoe
computers would've worked better

in one of the new casinos
on the strip? / Definitely.

A kid as smart as Seth

wouldn't make a mistake like that.

Then it was intentional.

Maybe personal.

So this is your casino of choice?

That's what your tenants said.

Sir, could you tell us
about Seth landers?

That's my son.

Is he okay?

Let's stop playing dumb,
Mr. Greene, huh?

Would you mind stepping
away from the machine?

You're staring over my shoulder,
you're looking at me.

You're jinxing me and...

How's that? Is that better?

What happened to your hand?

I had an accident a long time ago.

Sam braun do that with a hammer?

I'm sorry, I don't know
who that person is. Who is that?

I don't like to talk
about my hand, okay?

Well, that's too bad.
Because you know what?

Today...

this is your life.

Joe greene, aka Joe landers.

They're old friends.

Sorry to break up
the reunion, fellas.

Mr. Greene, Mr. Landers...
which is it?

- It's Greene.
- Come with me.

Do your hands hurt
when it rains, Joe?

Do I know you?

The exclusion/exemption clause
means you don't get to gamble.

Period.

Not even the quarter
slots at the gas-and-go.

Don't you have
something better to do?

Like, like find out who murdered
those two kids in number 27.

You got any theories?

It was your apartment building.

Your son Seth fingered
the guy you were sitting next to.

A guy you don't know.
The guy who put you in the black book.

No. The gaming commission

- put me in the black book.
- Yeah, for cheating, Joe.

I did not cheat.

I did not cheat.

I didn't have to cheat.
I beat the casinos.

I beat them, and they
ganged up on me, and, uh...

That was it, they didn't
want me there anymore.

You beat Sam braun's casino
and he ended your gambling career.

You're barred from the casinos for life.

That sounds like motive to me.

Motive for what,
playing the quarter slots?

Come on.

Okay, look, here's a quiz.

Teddy keller, Davis mullins and your son
Seth were caught fleecing the Rampart.

Now two of them are dead. / I had
no idea what those two boys were doing.

But I will tell you this.

I will tell you that my son is
a good kid, he's a good boy.

Then why'd you put him
in the middle of your action?

Why'd you use him to
settle an old score?

Maybe Sam braun's innocent.

Maybe Seth whacked his
partners because he got caught.

Stop looking at my son,

stop looking at me,

and start looking at Sam.

Garbage detail called it in.

Says they didn't touch it.

Well, this is Seth landers' dorm.

There's a lot of garbage build up.
When was the last pick-up?

Day before yesterday.

End of finals party last night.

It looks like blood.

Let's hope the killer
left his DNA behind.

.22 revolver, two live rounds,
four expended.

Should be able to pull
some prints off it.

- Gun's a relic.
- Doesn't matter if it still works.

Here you go.

The test fire matches the bullet
found in Teddy keller's body.

So we've got our murder weapon.

Yeah, we found our murder weapon.

I don't know.

The kid thinks up this elaborate
scheme to cheat the casinos.

Then he kills his partners.

But he dumps his gun at his dorm?

An rg .22.

That's not a very bad ass'
first weapon of choice.

No, it's a small caliber weapon

for an up-close-and-personal hit.

I don't really see
the kid pulling a gotti.

Okay, two victims,
two taps to the head.

But the loads are different.

Well, maybe he ran out of ammo.
Went back and bought another brand.

And reloaded, yeah.

The bullets that were found
in Teddy keller's skull,

were copper washed cci .22s.

And the two rounds
found in Davis mullins

were remington brass washed. So,

based on the position of the cylinder

remingtons were fired first?

But that would mean that Davis
mullins was killed in the apartment

before Teddy keller was
killed in the graveyard.

But the timeline's off.

Blood on the shirt is
a match to Davis mullins.

Epithelials from inside the shirt

belong to Seth landers.

What?

That means Sam braun's innocent.

This time.

Are you disappointed?

It's the evidence.

What's up, man?
Am I going to get out of here?

No.

Where did you go after
Teddy keller was taken?

You know what, you keep on
asking me all these questions,

but my lawyer says I'm not even
supposed to talk to you.

Okay, you don't have to talk to me.

But you got to know you're looking
at two counts of murder.

What?

I didn't kill anybody.
This is crazy.

Then talk to me.
Tell me what happened.

Where did you go? For real.

I waited outside
the casino for an hour.

Teddy didn't show up
so I went to his place.

Davis, where are you, man?
Braun got Teddy.

Davis, wake up, man!

We found the murder weapon that
was used to kill your two partners.

It was wrapped
in your bloody T- shirt.

Can you tell me about that?

I have never used a gun in my life.

It was found outside
of your campus apartment.

That can't be.

Can be.

Unless you clear it up.

The rule was...

that if something went wrong,

we were supposed to just go home.

So I found the body,

got blood all over my shirt, so...

I gave it to my dad.
I gave my dad the shirt.

He's the one who had the shirt.

Dad! Dad!

Davis, Davis is dead.
I think they got Teddy, too.

Braun's on to us.
What am I going to do?

Give me your shirt.
Go back to school and lay low.

Are you trying to tell me
that your own father set you up?

The truth is, I just
wanted him to like me.

But I'm not him. You know,
I'm never going to be him.

Counting cards and the poker face.

They say it's a skill,
but it's a gift.

Till Sam braun took it away.

So you went after Sam braun to
prove something to your old man.

I mean, I went after the whale,

but I skinned it.
I did what my dad could never do.

Does your father own a .22?

I got nothing.

Maybe he was expecting us.

You think he cleaned up?

Well, if he did...

he missed a spot.

Nice and new in here.

Sherwin williams, latex flat.

Navajo white.

Already know.

Same as the paint on the shirt.

What's in the bag, dad?

Money from...

the Tangiers...
money from Pike'S.

Bet there's 50 grand in there.

Plus...

what could be paint
and blood smears.

That blood could match the stains
we found on Davis' shirt.

I don't understand why
he had to kill his kids.

They were making a lot
of money off of Braun.

Dad was getting his revenge.

My guess,

stopped being about the money.

- Yeah.
- Joe, it's Teddy.

Oh, hi, Teddy.

Sam's on to us.
He took me to neon graveyard.

- Slow down, slow down.
- I thought he was going to kill me.

Don't move. I'll be right there.

Mr. Greene, what's up, man?

Hey, Hey...

Why settle for the money,

when you can frame up
your worst enemy for murder.

What the hell took you so long?

Joe, Joe we got a problem.

Sam... Sam he...

Turn around and walk.

Sam.

- Could I buy you some dinner?
- Feeling a little guilty?

Hey, Sam, where's the ice?

Next to the TV, kid.

You want to catch a cheater?

hire one.

Right. He gets to work off his debt.

On way or another,

I always get my money's worth.