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I don't think you got it.

You're gonna have
to pay to find out.

I should've
taken you for a shark
when I sat down with you.

Eight hours ago
at the casino.

Thanks for the watch
by the way. Fancy.

Maybe you're just
pretending to lose
because you like to get naked.

You want to make
this interesting?

Isn't it interesting already?

I'll call and I'll
raise you this ring

that Keith Richards
gave me personally.

I don't want the ring.

You're not getting
my shorts.

Based on the way
things are going,

I'd say I got
a pretty good shot

at getting you
completely naked.

We both know
what I'm putting up.

Call it.

Hey.
AL: Hey.

Thomas Warner, the architect.
You got 10 million
bucks laying around,

he'll design
your home for you.

And he was getting
some award last night.

Told his wife he
forgot something
at the office.

Might have to work all night.

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CONVERSATIONS)

Cause of death looks
to be blunt-force
trauma to the head.

No sign of a struggle, huh?

No defensive wounds.

They're bagging
his hands to test
his fingernails for DNA,

but so far, looks like
he was taken by surprise.

Or killed by
someone who knew him.

So, what do we know
about Warner?

Well, the guy
didn't become the most

successful architect since
Frank Gehry

without pissing
off a few people.

And came from
humble beginnings.

Started his business in '86.

Got his big break
with the Renstein house
over in Oyster Bay.

I took a tour of that house.
It's amazing.

It has walls
that open into rooms
and secret passages.

Then there's the womanizing.

What about women?

Look who's decided
to join the party.

No, I'm saying
they can be
potential suspects.

Well, there's
nobody so far,

but things got so bad between
Warner and his wife,

they had to
separate a few months back.

We're talking lawyers,
private detectives.
Got real nasty.

Then all of a sudden
they're back together.

Supposedly he
swore off cheating.

Old habits die hard.
I called his lawyer.

I haven't heard back.
Warner has no kids.

His favorite
charity is himself.
My guess, she gets it all.

Was it unusual for your
husband to stay late
at the office?

Why don't you ask me
your real question?

Was my husband
still cheating on me?

We're not here to judge
what went on in
your marriage. Okay?

We just want to know
where you were last night.

Our driver brought me home
after Tom went
back to the office.

I had a glass of sherry,
took a sleeping pill
and went to sleep.

Anyone else there
to confirm that?

No, but I put
the alarm system on, didn't

deactivate it till
the maid arrived at 7:00.

Did you notice
anything unusual

about your husband
in the past few days?

Anything at all?

Well, I can't speak
to the last few days

since he was at
a conference in Boston.

Looks like he was
taken by surprise.

Thank you.
We're sorry for your loss.

Please find who
did this to Tommy.

We'll do our best.

So, what is it?

The travel case
in his office,
the luggage tag

was brand new.
Return date, yesterday.

Guessing it
wasn't from Boston.

SJU, San Juan, Puerto Rico.

Maybe his cheating days
weren't behind him after all.

AL: To test his fingernails
with DNA, but so far...

His assistant.
She had tan lines,
like a sunburn.

What if she was in
Puerto Rico with him?

I didn't kill Tom.
He was my boss.

And who historically
couldn't keep it in his pants,
right? And you!

You went to
Puerto Rico with him.

We were there on business.

Then why would
Warner lie to his wife
about where he was going

and who he was going with?

The reason the trip
was a secret is because

of a project Tom
was bidding on.

We all had to
sign nondisclosure
agreements. You can check.

You still could
have killed him.

I mean you were
sleeping with him, right?

No. Tom was a mentor.
And he and Holly
were doing okay,

but there is someone who
maybe you should talk to.
Someone who hated Tom.

Who?

My ex-boyfriend.
Zack Follet.

We only dated for
a couple of months.

He was really possessive.
Jealous.

Did Zack ever do
anything about his
suspicions of you and Warner?

He followed me.
I got a restraining order,
but that didn't stop Zack.

One time he put
a dead fish on Tom's car.

Zack works at
the Brooklyn Navy
Yard Fish Market.

He ever confront
Warner directly?

One time Tom and I
were in a business dinner

and Zack came
by and he told Tom...

He said he was
going to kill him.

DENNY: Oh, this place stinks.

I love the smell of fish.
What?

I spent a summer in Alaska
working at a cannery.

Oh, look at you,
a regular Bear
Grylls over here.

Who?
C'mon, Bear Grylls. TV guy.

Rugged mountain man.
Goes up into the mountains

with nothing but, like,
the clothes on his back

and some twine and stuff.

Hey, here's our guy.
Zack Follet?

NYPD. Just wanna ask you
a couple questions.

Oh, damn it!

Come on!

No, no, no, no!

Don't move.
You son of a bitch!

You got fish
guts on my new tie!

Hey, don't worry about it.
It's an improvement, Boss.

Cuff him.
You're under arrest
on suspicion of murder.

What?
Let's go.

AL: Last night, Thomas Warner.
Where were you?

Look, I got an alibi.
I was 80 miles

off the coast of New York
on the Alba Varden.

Check with my captain.

I can't help it. I'm in love.
Have you ever been in love?

That's a complicated story
I'm not telling you.

Them late nights
at the office he had
with Julie. The trips...

Were none of
your business.

Unless they were.
He's a stalker.

He must have followed Julie

before she
and Warner left town.
What'd you see?

Actually three nights ago,
I saw Warner

coming out of the office
with another guy.

They were pissed. Yelling.
And I had the windows up.

I couldn't hear
what they were saying,
but they walked right by me.

They start shoving.
Took a couple of swings.

Can you tell us
anything else about
this other guy?

Yeah. He's, he's that guy.

Great! That narrows
it down to every guy.

Real estate guy.
The one with all the hotels.
Dating chicks half his age.

Dewar Linden?

JAY: Meet Dewar Linden,
Manhattan real
estate gazillionaire.

Oh, my God.
How many zeros
are there in a gazillion?

Enough that we
need to tread lightly.

So, what do we have,
other than a slugfest

between a couple
of rich white guys?

Uh, our dead architect just
dropped out of Linden's
latest tower downtown.

And it looks like
he bailed because
of a disagreement

over an earlier project.

The Sicilian in
Atlantic City.

Bro, this place opened,
like, a month ago.
I've been dying to go there.

You know,
in my vast experience,
most people who kill for money

are the ones who
already have it.

Let's pay Mr. Linden a visit.

Hold on, boss.
According to TSA,

he just left for
Belgium this morning.

What? The day after
Warner's murder?
Isn't that interesting.

Let me see what I can do
about getting Mr. Linden back.

DENNY: Hey, Carrie.

Hey, boys, what we got?

We got latex, Carrie. Latex.

CSU found traces of
it on the doorknob

to Warner's office.
All right? We just got
the latest report.

Okay. So, the killer
wore gloves.

Didn't wanna
leave fingerprints.

Guess what else
CSU found though.

CARRIE: What?
Azelastine hydrochloride.

Active ingredient
in nasal spray.

A killer with a cold.
This is great, guys.

No. See, we looked
into the azelastine
thing, right?

It's also heavily used in...

Safecracking.

What?
I was gonna say

the safecracking thing.
What's the difference?

No, because, I mean, look...

All right, guys.
The case! The case!

DENNY: Sorry. Right. Yeah.

So, the strange thing is,
there is no safe
in Warner's office.

DENNY: Right.

No defensive wounds.

Yes, there is.
Warner was famous
for maximizing space. Right?

Now, I saw a groove
in one of the moldings
in his office.

I'm gonna bet you
that's a fake wall

and there's
a safe right behind it.

I knew about the wall.

Something else you
failed to mention.

I've never been inside.

Tom kept his
personal things in here.

He gave me the combination,
but he told me

only to use it in
case of an emergency.

Well, I would say
this qualifies.

So, what are we
looking for in here?

I don't know.

But whatever it is,
it's what got Warner killed.

The girl's unbelievable.
She sees a crack

in the wall and presto,
a hidden safe.

Warner kept
a detailed inventory
of everything.

So, whatever's missing,

the killer probably stole.

Okay. We'll have that
figured out in no time.

Ah, it's gonna take
longer than that.
Warner was a hoarder.

There are over
5,000 items in there.

The evidence guy
is cross-referencing
the inventory list

against what was
still in the safe.
Right.

Speaking of Warner's safe.

This thing is a monster.

Best security money can buy.

Now I talked to my NSA guy.
He says there

are only six
safecracker guys out there

who would even have
the stones to try to break
into this bad boy

and only one of
them was in New York.

This gem, Billy Ganz.

Did a three-year
stretch up in Attica.

Just got out
a few months ago.

He used to be
head of security
for Shane McCloud.

Vegas guy

who went to Atlantic City.
Ran things there for a while

till Dewar Linden showed up.

There were files on
lawsuits in the safe

between Dewar Linden
and Shane McCloud.

But Warner's not
part of any of 'em.

What's a lawsuit
that has nothing to do
with Warner doing in his safe?

Be sure to ask Linden
when you speak to him.

He's on his way
back from Belgium.

That's right.
I'm on escort duty.
I'll see you, guys.

What's up?

Dueling billionaires.
Shane McCloud
and Dewar Linden.

McCloud's having to
shut down his
biggest casino,

The Arabian Kingdom,

just as Linden opens
his up right next door.

Oh, that would piss me off.

It can't be a coincidence.

Shane McCloud's
former head of security,
Billy Ganz,

is one of the only people
who could have
cracked Warner's safe.

Plus, Ganz is off the grid.
He skipped parole.

All right.
Well, let's look into
Ganz's known associates.

You want to make
this interesting?

Isn't it interesting already?

Holy shit.
What?

What?
You know something.

Just, let me run
something down

and if it turns out to
be real I'll clue you in.

Okay

Yeah, okay.
Okay.

You look better than
you did three years ago.

You don't look
so bad yourself.

I'm surprised
to hear from you.

If you're looking
for a rematch
on the strip poker.

I'm ready.

Are you ready
to lose again?

Oh, thank you, by the way,
for letting me
keep this little guy.

You couldn't have
paid me to take it.
Looks good on you though.

Thank you.
Can I get you a drink?

I'm not supposed
to drink on duty.

On duty?

You know,
if this is our second date,

I think I should
know what you do.

Let me guess. You're smart.
Mmm-hmm.

And you are fashionable.

Oh.

You are a total
control freak that gets
everything she wants.

I'm gonna say that
you are a doctor.

Doctor?

Very disappointed in you.

I'm a cop.

That's perfect.
I got a stack of parking
tickets you can fix for me.

That's below my pay grade.
And why would I help a felon?

Congrats on making
parole by the way.

So...

What was a cop
doing counting cards

in a casino
the night I met you?

The same thing I
was doing with you.

Having fun.

But I'm here on
business right now.

There's a murder
tied to Atlantic City.

An architect, Thomas Warner.
You know him?

I think one of
your guys is involved.

You could've handcuffed
me and brought me in
for questioning,

but I think you called me
because you miss me.

I didn't kill him.

I'm a lover, not a fighter.

I'm gonna give
you fair warning.

If you're involved in this...

I'm gonna catch you
and I'm gonna take you down.

Okay, what do you
we got on Ganz?
Hey.

So, it looks like
he's been bumming it

with his cousin
in Atlantic City

which is very
interesting since

the Fast Pass on
his cousin's Lincoln

was recorded
coming into Manhattan
through the Holland Tunnel

an hour before the murder
and back again an hour after.

All roads lead
to Atlantic City.

Yeah, we're thinking
casino guy McCloud
sends his boy Ganz

to get something
from Warner's safe.

Ganz gets his cousin
Curtis to drive him in.

You know,
Warner surprises him
and Ganz takes him out.

Not bad, guys. Not bad.

Carrie. Remember how
you complained that
I never take you anywhere?

All right, well,
of course, you remember.

I'm surprised this
place is closing down.

Do you remember
the last time we were
in Atlantic City?

February 9, 2001.
A full moon.

Ah! I remember you
ditched me to play
blackjack all night.

Yeah, and I came back
to the hotel room $8,000 up.

Yes, I remember.

All that cash.

All that cash?
That's what you remember?

So, about that thing.
I went to see a guy,

um, who I thought
might know something

about Warner's murder.

And did he?
No.

I'm guessing you have
a past with this guy.

Well, define "past".

Is it gonna get in
the way of the case?

Have I ever let my
romantic relationships

get in the way of our cases?
Don't answer that.

Okay. We need to
get to Shane McCloud,

and hopefully he
points us to Billy Ganz.

Blackjack.
Of course.

Hey.
DEALER: How you doin'?

Whoo.

Money, please.

Split the eights.

Splitting eights.

Excuse me,
Mrs. Applebee.

This is not Mrs...

Yes. Mrs. Applebee. Yes.

You know you're not allowed
to gamble in this casino.

I was testing you.
Well done.

All right, all right.

Have a good day.

Care to explain,
Mrs. Applebee?

I have a plan.

That's just one
of my pseudonyms.

The burden of
being a good gambler.

You mean card counter.
Ahh.

And, yes, I see him.

Excuse me.
Hmm.

Hotel security.

I'll see you and
I'll raise you.
NYPD, Major Crimes.

We wanna talk to McCloud.

Mr. McCloud's not here.

Really?

Follow me, please.

Mmm-hmm.

Ain't nothing going on in
The Arabian Kingdom

I can't see from here,
including you two.

Now, what interest
do two New York

detectives have
in Atlantic City?

We're investigating
a murder.

Hey. Why don't you
make yourself useful, huh?

Go get me some sushi.
A couple of salmon rolls.

A certain
New York architect?

You don't sound surprised.

It wasn't me.
If Dewar Linden,

who stole this town from me,
would've ended up dead...

Puts up that
Sicilian mega casino

next to mine and buys me
out for a couple bucks.

Do you know what he's
putting up right where
you're standing right now?

A water park.

Frank Sinatra sang here
at The Arabian Kingdom.
Richard Pryor.

Linden and I used
to be good friends.

I haven't seen
him in 20 years.

Here's to another 20.

Yeah, it hasn't
been that long since

you've seen your
security guard, Ganz.

Ganz is a nut job.
I had to fire his ass.

If I have ex-cons
hanging around here

I'd have the Gaming
Commission up my ass.

Now if you're not
gonna arrest me...

Maybe we'll see you again.

Meantime, if you need
of a place to stay tonight,
we have rooms available.

I've already arranged
our accommodations
at The Sicilian.

The Sicilian?

I think we're done here.

AL: Did you really
have to bring so much?

Well, we're in Atlantic City.

You never know what
you're gonna need.

Wow, you sprung for a suite!

C'mon,
am I gonna get us a dump?

Well, December 13, 1994.

All right.

NEWSCASTER: Dewar Linden
originally envisioned his
masterpiece resort...

Would you check this you out?
This guy's a total narcissist.

...to the top of
the Himalayas...

He makes his guests watch
his whole biography.

...thrilling rally racing.

You'll find
The Sicilian offers

a riveting experience
for everyone.

Why don't you
make yourself useful, uh?

Get me some sushi.
Couple of salmon rolls.

McCloud lied.

He said he hadn't talked
to Dewar Linden in
20 years, right?

But I saw McCloud's
money clip.

It said
"Madrid to Marrakesh 2010".

So, they were
at the same race.
That doesn't mean...

It also said 152.

Car 152. They were
in the same car, Al.

Why would two
tycoons manufacture a feud?

ATTORNEY:
My client, Mr. Linden,
flew back from Europe.

Business class.
First was sold out.

It sounds unspeakable.
I'm so sorry,

but since you made
the sacrifice,

maybe you can tell us why,
according to a witness,

you and Thomas Warner were
duking it out two days before
he was murdered?

Wait. You're accusing
me of murder?

When we leave here,
which will be in
about 30 seconds,

I'm filing a lawsuit
against you, NYPD,
and the city.

Your tenure here
will be a short one.
Really?

This kind of thing
never happened on
Eliot Delson's watch.

He knew how to play ball.

Oh, I know
how to play ball.

I've played ball
with the IRS,

who will be calling
about your client's
accounting practices.

You're threatening me?

I played ball with
the Housing Authority,

who may wanna look
in to how Mr. Linden

got the permits for
his latest project.

I've played ball with
the media. The media...

Relax. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

What do you want?

You and Shane McCloud
created a fake feud.

Why

Shane and I are best friends.

Well, we didn't love
each other at first,

but every lawsuit,
every fight,

the more people started
staying at our places.

Any PR is good PR.

Like professional wrestling,
which I love,

but you won.
Shane McCloud lost.

Atlantic City will
be dead in two years.

Cuba's opening up.

Shane'll go there,
and in a year I'll show up

in Havana and we'll start
the dance again.

No harm. No foul.

Oh, except to the
dead architect.

We checked out
all the plans in
Mr. Warner's office,

guess which
one came up missing?

The ones to your Sicilian.

Taken by your best friend's
former head of security.

My guess,
McCloud and Ganz killed
Warner for the plans

and now they're planning
on taking down your casino.

I don't believe it.

Besides, The Sicilian
is heist-proof.

You're willing
to bet everything
you've got on that?

All I'm saying is,
I got all dressed up

and you could have
sprung for valet.

We didn't have to
park in the garage.

For 60 bucks a night?

It's not that much.
It's Ganz.

When I see Ganz,
I'm gonna shoot him.

I'm gonna catch him
and I'm gonna shoot him.

You're sleeping on
the sofa tonight.
I'm taking the bed.

No way, I booked the room.
You're on the couch.

You know, be a gentleman.
I saved your life.

That should
count for something.

Ah, it's okay.

Oh, you wouldn't wanna
shoot me, would ya?

Is that
a rhetorical question?
Hmm.

Wow. Nice suite.

We've got this
under control.

Yeah? Well,
if you have it under control,

you know that
there's a murder suspect

in Manhattan hanging
out in Atlantic City
shooting at cops.

We know there's something
big going on down here.

There is.
We think McCloud,

Ganz and his crew
are gonna take down
The Sicilian.

But McCloud
and Linden are friends.

Well, I don't know
what they are,

but Ganz stole
the plans for this casino
from Warner's safe.

Well, that's why
we're staying here.

Oh! That's why you're here.
I figured as much.

So, it's a heist.

I love a good heist.

So, other than this
romantic hideaway,
have you found anything?

Did you find anybody
who had worked with Ganz
in the past?

I mean, Jay said
he sent you some names.

We're working some leads.
Hmm.

If Ganz and his guys
are gonna hit this place,
odds are they'll be around.

We'll keep our eyes open.

CARRIE: In fact,
we should go
downstairs now.

See what's
going on down there.

I'm feeling lucky.

You with the luck.
Oh, good, I can't wait.

Well, I'm gonna have
to go sort things out
with the Atlantic City cops.

And no gambling.

Goes without saying.

No, it does not.

I covered for you there.

But if your buddy
shows up again,
we got to come clean.

Speaking of
coming clean,

I may not be so welcome
at this casino either.

The Sicilian's been
open for three weeks.

How could you be
banned already?

Well, two Saturdays ago,
I had an epic run
at the blackjack table.

I just don't think
that they appreciated

my card-playing methods,
so to speak.

Two Saturdays ago,
I asked you to meet me

at the park for
that music festival.

You said you were sick.

No, I said I'm really hot,
which technically

was true because I
won 14 out of 16 hands.

Technically,
you're full of shit.

Damn it.

Oh...

CARRIE: Damn it.

That's him, isn't it?

The reasonably
good-looking guy
at the craps table...

He's better than
reasonably good-looking, Al.

Tell me everything.
Everything?

Everything you know.

CARRIE: Well, his name is
Hunter Ellis. He's...

He's a good
strip-poker player.

And he's a sucker
for pulling an
inside straight

and he's kind of
a sucker for me.

Not helpful.

Nothing about him
and Ganz?

Nothing that I know of.

I'll have Jay
take a closer look.

Keep an eye on your man.
Which one?

Thanks, Mel.
Hey, Jay Bones.

You got anything on this
Hunter Ellis guy yet?

I sure do.
Guess who just got released
from federal prison

in Allentown,
Pennsylvania two days ago?

Oh, he got
restless quick, didn't he?
What was he in for?

Nearly beat a guy to
death who disrespected
his girlfriend.

Oh, my, a real romantic.

But check this.
Hunter's been
a person of interest

for a series of
bank robberies

and jewelry heists
in San Francisco, Chicago,
and Miami.

Charges never stuck,
but it looks like he
planned those jobs.

Denny, if Hunter Ellis
is involved in this,

I don't think he's
working for Ganz.

He's running the crew.

Feeling lucky! Boom!

There you go.
You're my good luck charm.

Looks like you're having
a good night.

It just got better.

I'm on quite a streak here.
You should ride
me while I'm hot.

I did that.
We got interrupted,
remember?

I'm a little offended
you're betting against me.

Ah...
Blow.

I don't know you
well enough.

For luck.

Your luck's
about to change.

Oh! Look at that.

Buy me a drink to
help me get over
this crushing defeat?

I'll give you a tip.
I'm gonna go to the bar

and if you know
what's good for you,

you're gonna walk
out of this casino
and get out of town.

What if what's
good for me is you?

So, there's an island...
Hmm.

In the Caribbean.
Dominica.

White beaches,
amazing waterfalls.
Almost no people.

Sounds like
my kind of place.

Hmm. It could be
our kind of place.

You should...

You should come with me.

Spend our days
on the beaches.

Spend our nights
playing strip poker.

I may even win a game.

You could make
grass skirts and sell
them to the tourists

and I'll hunt and gather
so we can eat at night.

Sounds like a plan.

Yeah, except we'd go
stir crazy

and after five days
we'd want to
kill each other.

No way.
We would never fight.

We're about to.

RACHEL: Hey.
Hey.

Just so you know,
the department's not paying

for any spanktervision
you're buying up here.

I wish you'd told me
that six hours ago.

Jay tapped into
surveillance feeds
from around the casino.

It's easier to spot
crewmembers from here
than walking around.

They look cozy.

Who's that with Carrie?

Hunter Ellis.
Has a long sheet.

Could be
involved in the heist.

He took a shine to Carrie.

Really?
How come I'm just
hearing about him now?

She just remembered him
from a pile

of photographs of
Ganz's associates.

It's not that you have
a history of lying,

but you have
a history of lying.

We both do.

RACHEL: If this guy
becomes a suspect,

I'm taking her
off the case.

Okay, that's Ganz's cousin,
Curtis, on the floor.

He drove Ganz into New York
the night of the murder.

Anything goes down,
he'll be involved.

Well, he can
lead us to Ganz.

All right,
I'm gonna go check this out.

You keep an eye on her.

Yep.

Why are you here?

It's like my home. I mean,
I've been coming
down here for years.

When I was a kid,

I used to sneak down

on the bus from Philly.

It's funny.
No one ever pays attention
to you on the bus.

Ganz is a murderer.

You know that, right?

I haven't seen
that guy for years.

Well, I just saw
him a few hours ago

when he tried to shoot me.

I had nothing
to do with that.

I believe you.

Give me Ganz.

Give me Ganz and I will
leave Atlantic City

and you will be free to do
whatever you want here.

What makes you think
I couldn't do whatever
I want with you around?

I'm a much better cop
than you are a criminal.

Well,
I did come here to gamble.

You don't wanna
gamble with me.

You'll lose again.

You never know
who's watching.

I'll give you
a little keepsake.

Hang on.

I gotta get the...

There you go.

So, am I gonna
see you again?

For your sake, I hope not.

You were getting pretty
cozy there with Ellis.

I was marking
the suspect.

You were doing
a lot more than that.

Listen,
if Ellis is part of his crew,

he will lead us
straight to Ganz.

Why aren't we tailing him?

As a matter of fact,
I hacked into his phone.

We are tailing him.

Looks like
Hunter's on the move.

Hey, this could be
going down.

All right, stay on him.
I'm gonna call Al.

You got it.

Hmm.

Just like old times, huh?
You and I together,
working on a case.

I told you,
I don't want to talk about
the Tendler case.

I wasn't even
thinking about Tendler.
Apparently, you still are.

The guy's about to
pull off a casino heist
and he comes out here.

It doesn't make sense.

Jay said he tracked his
phone right around here.
So, here we are.

AL: All right,
I don't like this.

NYPD! Get your hands up!
Get 'em up! Get 'em up!

Don't shoot! Don't shoot!

That's it. C'mon.

Let's go. Turn around.
What are you doing out here?

I was told to be out here.

Are either of you Carrie?

Why?

Where is he?
I have no clue.

Yeah?
You need to think harder.

This really
good-looking guy...

He's not that
good-looking.

Well, he gave me
$500 to come up here

and give whoever
showed up the phone.

$500. Said you'd
think it was hilarious.

It's hysterical. Go.

Go.
Go, go, go, go!

Carrie's boyfriend
is setting us up.
He is taunting us.

Now we've lost his trail.
Yeah, Jay!

You get eyes on
Hunter or his crew?

No, he just sent us
on a wild goose chase.

That's what I was afraid of
because I just got

a report that
an industrial dry cleaner

got burglarized
and cleaned out
a few hours ago.

A dry cleaner?

They handle large
businesses in the area,
including casinos.

And get this,
it looks like
a bunch of uniforms

from The Sicilian
were part of the haul.

Those would come in handy
for anyone trying to take
down The Sicilian.

I'll send you guys
and Carrie a list

of all the customers
that had items taken.

Thanks, Jay,
we'll get back to you.

So, Hunter is playing us.
I want you to call Carrie.

Tell her to meet
you at The Sicilian.

And guess what?

You're gonna take me
to the dry cleaners.

Right.

I told them no mayo.

Don't worry
about the mayo, Ganz.

Mayo on a burger?
You lose all your
taste buds in the joint?

The joint.

The place where
I spent months

planning every detail
of this job?

This operation that
you just put in jeopardy?
That one?

You told me that
hotshot architect
wouldn't be at the office.

What was I supposed to do
when he walked in?

I got the plans, didn't I?

Nobody gets hurt on my jobs.

Yeah, well,
nobody would get rich

if I didn't take out Warner.
I saved our asses.

Warner was a visionary.

The man created beauty.

Then last night,

you almost
destroyed more beauty.

The redhead cop?
I heard about that.

What did you think?
Did you think
that killing a cop

was gonna make our job easier?
Is that what you thought?

I was trying to
take the heat...

If you so much as
look at her again,

I will kill you.

Now c'mon,
let's get to work.

Oh, that's not good.

What's going on?

Power surges all
over Atlantic City.
It started 40 minutes ago.

Servers are
crashing everywhere
including The Sicilian.

Holy. Ellis must have
a hacker on his team, kid.
This is going down now.

Now Sicilian
security confirms
the servers are down,

but report
nothing else is going on
out of the ordinary.

Hunter should have
made his move by now.

Maybe he's trying
to smoke us out.
See how much we know.

Yes, I remember
all that cash.

That's what you remember?

That guy.
I saw him playing
penny slots

at Arabian Kingdom.

Maybe he's just changing up
places to gamble...

No. No. There's only
one way to find out.

NYPD. Keep your
hands on the car.

Hunter got you
spying on me, huh?

Where's Ganz, uh?
I want my lawyer.

Yeah,
you'll get your lawyer.
He's good. Just this.

Stay in the car.

So, what are we
looking for in here?

Al, I gotta make
a phone call.

Jay. Hey, listen,
I've got this
poker chip here.

It's got what I think
is the sketch of the

original Arabian Kingdom
Casino on it.

I saw the exact same
sketch on a cocktail napkin
in Warner's safe.

Didn't Linden
claim that The Sicilian

was the only casino
in the world designed
by Warner?

Find out who designed
The Arabian Kingdom.

Okay.

Got it.
It was designed in 1981

by a firm,
Wellington and Towne.

All right.
Anything about
Thomas Warner?

Uh, let me cross-check
Warner with...

Holy. Warner worked at
Wellington and Towne

from 1978 to 1986.

That's it.

Warner designed
The Arabian Kingdom Casino,

but he never got credit it.

Maybe Hunter wasn't
only after the plans
to The Sicilian Casino.

He wanted the blueprints
to The Arabian Kingdom
as well.

The plans didn't
show up as missing
in Warner's safe

because it wasn't
part of the inventory.

It was more like
a keepsake for Warner.

Exactly right,
and The Arabian Kingdom
is right next door.

That is Hunter's target.

Our security system
went down 15 minutes ago.
We lost eyes down here.

How much have
you got down here?

All of it. Over 20 million.

Oh!

Stun grenade. They're fine.

But we're too late.

How the hell
did this happen?

They got into
the secured areas of
The Sicilian posing as guards

and then somehow
they get underneath
the casino. They dig down.

They come up through
the floor in here.

Does your casino connect
to The Sicilian in any way?

It's that damn water
park Linden is building.

He was digging
under his casino,
connecting to mine.

He wants to put in a river
or caves or some shit.

That's why he needed
both sets of plans.

It can't be easy
moving that much money.

They might still be here.

Al.

Have I ever let my
romantic relationships
get in the way of our cases?

Yesterday there
were slot machines
right there.

This casino is
closing tomorrow.
They're taking things out.

Hey, excuse me.
What happened to the

slot machines that
were there yesterday?

The movers took 'em
off the floor earlier today.

The movers?
Lorenzo Movers?

Yeah, how'd you know?

Al, listen to me.
That list Jay
sent us earlier.

Lorenzo Movers
had a bunch of
uniforms stolen, right?

What if that's
how they're getting
the money out,

inside the slot machines?

Where would they
take the slots out?

The loading dock.

Police! Freeze!
Don't move!

I see Ganz. I don't see Ellis.

Cover me.

Put your hands up!
Hands where I
can see 'em, now!

All right. Get out, c'mon.

Where's Hunter Ellis?

He's long gone.

HUNTER: I mean,
I've been coming down
here for years.

As a kid,
I used to sneak down here
on the bus from Philly.

No one ever pays
attention to you on the bus.

Al, I think
I know where he is.
You got this?

I got it.

You weren't gonna
say goodbye?

That stupid story
I told you about taking
the bus as a kid, right?

You didn't really
think you were gonna
beat me, did you?

I can't go back.

And I told you I
would take you down.

You remember
that island?

Dominica?

You could have
a drink waiting for you.
A deck of cards.

We'd make
a pretty good team.

In another life maybe.

She's a beautiful woman.

Yeah, I'm a lucky man.

Not that lucky.

Come on.

Ellis really
thought he'd beat you.

Yeah, well,
not a smart move on his part.

In his defense,
he didn't know about
your secret weapon.

He knew about
my memory.

I meant me!

Okay, secret weapon.
What now?

We're in
America's playground.
Maybe we should play.

We still have
that hotel suite.

Well, you have
a one-track mind.

Tell me you weren't
on the same track.

All right, fine.
Let's leave it up to chance.

Red, we go home.

Black?

We go up to
the hotel suite.
Let's do it.

I'm feeling lucky.
All right.

DEALER:
All right, no more bets.