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Previously on "The Company You Keep"...

- You must be Emma. - This is my mom.

- Fran. Nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you too.

I mean, my dad's startin' to slip

- a little bit. - That sounds brutal.

Yeah, it is.

David, this is Claire Fox.

We should talk.

I'm not who you think I am.

How can Daphne make such a big payment

if she's selling their product at bargain basement prices?

She's not selling off to get out.

She's currying favor with rivals,

which means she's building something even bigger.

I'm not gettin' myself or my family picked up

just to make good on your payment schedule.

Try explaining that to Connor.

You remember the guy you ripped off

whose father is now locked up, thanks to you?

If I didn't know any better, I'd say that your sister's

takin' a run at your crown.

I don't have a sister.

Sure about that?

[grunting]

[tense music]

♪ ♪

What is this?

We just have a few questions.

Who exactly has a few questions?

What the hell, Cas?

Was a black bag seriously necessary?

His background report turned up a big ol' red flag

and we need to protect you and the agency.

He's hiding something, Emma.

We need to find out what.

"May 2013.

"Passport stamped in Nicaragua.

Overstayed his visa."

- Not a big deal. - You get to the part

where he pops up six months later

at the Mexican border on foot?

Eight months in Central America

completely unaccounted for and...

He needs to account for it.

Hands up.

State your full name.

Charles Francis Nicoletti.

Do you own a bar?

With my family, yeah.

Are you currently in a committed relationship?

Yes.

See? Not all bad.

Have you ever traveled out of the country?

Yes.

Do you have any additional passports

other than the one issued to you

by the United States?

Have you ever worked for a foreign government?

Have you ever conspired against the United States?

I'm a bartender, lady.

The only thing people ask me for

is another round.

Did you know Emma Hill is a CIA officer?

♪ ♪

Did you know Emma Hill is a CIA officer?

I do now.

Are you upset she didn't tell you?

I'm sure she had her reasons.

[sighs]

♪ ♪

Have you been to Central America?

This is about Nicaragua?

Yes or no?

♪ ♪

Yeah, um, in 2013.

Why did you overstay your visa?

I was in prison.

I was with some friends. We got into a fight.

I punched a military official.

Landed me in Nicaraguan jail for about seven months.

[sighs] Wasn't my best moment.

Why didn't you tell Ms. Hill about this incident?

I didn't want her to think less of me.

Now you know his secret.

Yeah.

Just wonder how he'll feel about mine.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[muffled] I'm so sorry, Charlie.

I... it's protocol.

You have to declare you're in a relationship,

and then this red flag came up.

And-and I figured there was a simple explanation.

This is not the way that I wanted you to find out.

I didn't know they were going to do that.

I swear.

I'm so sorry.

♪ ♪

[still muffled] Charlie?

[regular sound] Charlie?

Charlie, are you okay?

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm just, uh...

just processing. It's kind of a lot.

I know.

The good news is you're cleared.

You know my secret, and now I know yours.

The whole prison thing, I mean, look,

just because you made one mistake in Nicaragua

doesn't make you a bad guy.

Right.

- Are we good? - Yeah.

Yeah, of course. No, we're good.

[sighs] We're good.

♪ ♪

One, two, three, four on the vodka...

Hey, there he is. Where ya been?

Where were you? You were MIA for 12 hours.

You didn't respond to our calls or texts.

Yeah. I was with Emma.

Okay, well, let us know

if you're gonna be out all night.

I'm sorry. I didn't realize at 40

that I need permission.

So next time I'll make sure to run right home

the second the streetlights come on, okay?

Hey, easy, easy, easy, easy.

We-we found your bike with the keys in it,

and the lights were on. We just... we got worried.

The Maguires are breathin'

- down our n... 'kay. - Yeah, I get it.

- Charlie... - Hey, I-I get it.

Look, I'm just... I'm tired. I wanna go shower.

I'm sorry I worried you.

- I was worried. - Yeah. Okay.

[door closes]

[sighs]

Is everything okay in there?

Yeah.

I'm working on my, uh, invite list for the fundraiser.

Should I put you down for plus one?

You can't keep your mystery man a mystery forever.

I know. But, um...

now's just not the right time.

Come on. There's no such thing.

Plus, Mom and Dad'll be on their best behavior,

plenty of buffers.

Best possible scenario for what's his name again?

- Charlie. - Who's Charlie?

[whispering] You're welcome. Uh, Emma's new boyfriend.

I was telling her she should bring him to the party.

Uh, event. But yes.

We'd love to meet the man you've told us nothing about.

- Seriously, bring him by. - I'll ask.

But no promises.

The new polling numbers look strong.

Donations are through the roof.

I think we can officially say

the campaign has turned a corner.

I'm proud of you, son.

So who do we have here?

Claire Fox?

Uh, Doug put together the list.

Half these donors I don't even know.

Well, trust me when I say

her support is not the kind you want.

It always comes at a cost.

♪ ♪

[seagulls calling]

There she is.

Is he dead?

[sighs] Aye, he wishes he was, yeah.

What are you doing here?

I'm cleanin' up your mess.

Why the hell you meetin' with our rivals?

They're our partners now, so you need to play nice.

I have got a plan, and they're a key part of it.

So you had a wee plan, so you did.

I'm here, so we're doin' things my way now.

You being here is only gonna bring us more heat.

The feds are already watching us.

Your father trusts me to handle things.

Well, him trustin' you doesn't mean piss all to me.

And if you think that bein' the boss' bastard's

gonna get you a seat at the table, sister...

It won't.

Feelin' better?

I am.

Wanna talk about it?

Okay.

You know, uh, for what it's worth,

Emma... I didn't hate her.

Oh, my God. I liked her, okay?

You talkin' Emma?

Everybody loved her.

- No? - Yeah.

Yeah, no, I... Uh, just, you know...

Just it's been a day. [door opens]

We gotta start lockin' that door.

- What was that? - Good morning.

So when do I see your next payment?

[scoffs]

Weren't you just in here with the same question?

Why the sudden rush?

I think you misunderstand

the parameters of this relationship.

I need more money, and I need it now.

Hey, h-how 'bout instead of us givin' you what we owe

half a million at a time,

what if we $10 million by the end of the week?

You owe me 14.

I'm negotiating.

10 million. One shot, and we're done.

Okay, I'll play. Say I'm interested. How?

It's a yacht thing.

Well, I'm not givin' up 4 million

on "It's a yacht thing."

You care to elaborate?

An underground poker game. It's got a steep buy-in,

attracts some of D. C.'s dirtiest.

I'm talkin' hedge fund managers, lobbyists,

- politicians. - This sounds like a robbery,

- not a con. - It is.

Something in between.

♪ ♪

What the hell?

If you can pull it off, we're square.

♪ ♪

[door opens]

Charlie, the Moonshot?

- [door closes] - Hold-hold on.

Are we talkin' about that yacht job

that you two cased a little while back?

Yeah. It was the one he canned

because we couldn't figure out a way to get away clean.

That and, uh, the whole if they catch us

they kill us in international waters thing.

We've got the plans. We-we've got schematics.

I mean, it's sitting right there.

Charlie, listen, I want Daphne's overpriced boots

off our necks as badly as you do,

but we agreed that this was too dangerous.

Not anymore.

This.

[drawer clanks shut]

[notifications chime]

Hey, I just wanted to say again how sorry I am

for all of it.

And I know the timing is awkward,

but my brother is having a fundraiser,

and I was kind of hoping you'd be my plus one.

Let me know. And no pressure,

but I'd really love to see you.

That how this works now?

You call an audible and expect us

to just, what... fall in line?

Saw an opportunity, and I took it.

Huh.

What's goin' on, Charlie?

You're a little bitten, huh?

- [scoffs] - Come on.

Come on, she's got you. I get it.

She doesn't know about this side of me, Pop.

What side of you?

You are a stand-up guy.

And stand-up guys take care of their families.

They do what needs to be done.

I'm not sure she's gonna see it that way.

I mean, I-I don't even know if I see it that way anymore.

If this is gonna go anywhere, me and her,

how long I can get away with lying to her

has got a clock on it.

I mean, Pop, this-this may sound crazy,

but I never... I never really wanted to go straight

until her.

And as long as Daphne is in our lives...

you can't.

I hear you, son.

Let me see these.

If you're lucky enough to find someone in your life

that makes you feel the way she does,

you do not let them go.

You go all in.

We just gotta figure out how.

And I think I got an idea.

And the prodigal son has returned.

You were right, Hill.

Connor Maguire is stateside?

Got a hit on one of his aliases

comin' through customs.

He must be here meeting up

with whoever's behind Daphne's new revenue stream.

- Mm. - If we identify them...

we can figure out her next move.

Peace offering.

Well, I prefer tequila.

You know, if we wanna expand this operation,

we're gonna have to work together.

Oh, yeah? Why's that?

You tryin' to prove to the old man

that you're good enough, eh?

Since your ma clearly wasn't.

You know, it's pathetic, really,

you seekin' out the man who abandoned you.

He came to me.

He showed up at my mother's funeral.

I didn't plan on working for him.

But the more I got to know him and the business,

the more I saw the potential

of what this organization could be.

And what's that?

We could do for our business

what Bezos did for selling books.

Oh, yeah. Oh, great. Right.

So how do you plan on doin' that, Ivy League?

We unite all the street-level operations

by making them dependent on us for distribution.

We sell at a loss,

undercut the competition.

And once our rivals are weak,

dependent on us instead of the Mexican cartels...

Instead of building our own network here,

we steal theirs.

Lost leader strategy.

I'm not the enemy here, Connor.

There's room for both of us in this organization.

With your managerial instincts and my business acumen...

We could make a lot of money together.

♪ ♪

Now, you see...

I like money.

But there's just one thing I need to know.

If you're sellin' at a loss...

how do you make the money right?

Hmm.

Well, what can I say, Connor?

I'm resourceful.

Look, I shouldn't have gone rogue back there with Daphne.

But the pace we're moving,

sooner or later, it's gonna bite us in the ass.

And you think one giant score is safer?

We walked away from the Moonshot

- for good reason. - I think Pop and I figured out

how to get us out alive.

Uh, you're in on this now?

Can someone please clue me in?

Robert Renway.

Owns one of the biggest private security firms

this side of the Atlantic.

Claims legitimacy,

but he just hires mercs for the highest bidder.

Now, once a month,

he's got a high-stakes poker game

on his private yacht.

It's his way of networking with the major players

on both sides of the law. The plan was to create

some kind of diversion, load the cash onto a boat,

and disappear into the night.

But we got hung up on logistics.

Namely moving 400 pounds of cash

off a boat in the middle of the ocean

without anybody noticing.

But I think we solved that.

Plus, you two already have aliases

and security clearances to get on the boat as caterers.

And Pop has already been vetted as a dealer in the game.

Thanks to an old friend,

all Georgie has to do is call in sick.

Okay.

We ran into trouble getting into the money room.

Do you guys have a solve for that?

Oh! How about my seasickness?

No. We're not doin' the seasickness thing, Mom.

- Why? - Because it almost got us made

on the Delaware job. Stay focused.

All-all we need is someone

who actually has stakes in the game.

Who?

Ernesto Ricci.

A gun runner who works grey market arms deals.

Now, the goal of the pre-game is two-fold.

One, Ernesto catches the eye of Renway

and gets invited to the private game.

And two, we make our million dollar buy-in

to that game.

And how do we do that?

With our Pastor Earle money?

Guys, that's all the cash we have left.

Bird, it's gotta be done.

[tough-guy accent] One and-a two.

And-a one, two, ready.

Let's rock.

[Simply Red's "Thinking of You" (Danny Trexin remix)]

Not barging in, am I?

♪ ♪

Yup.

♪ I've had the blues ha ♪

♪ But here's the news ♪

There you go.

Could build a house on that. Load-bearing.

- That's a high denomination. - These tiny little ones?

- High denomination. - Really?

Renway's lookin' for money and connections.

People he can see doin' business with in the future.

So you gotta win with enough flare

that he notices.

That's how you get a seat at the table.

♪ Out on my own, I need to relax ♪

You flirting with me?

Oh, looks like Magnum's got a winner.

What do you think, he's got enough to beat us?

- I fold. - Not you.

Not him.

Quit stallin'. You in or out?

Oh, I'm all in.

[whispering]

And when he takes a shine to me...

And that's where I step in with Ernesto's bona fides.

I will make sure that when they run

your alias on the dark web they get a hit.

All right, gentlemen, please show your cards.

♪ ♪

I'm sorry, I didn't know if this one was good.

- [chuckles] - Well, it's all right now.

I appreciate you.

You'll pack this up for me? Thank you.

♪ I've been thinkin' of you ♪

Cash out?

I think you played him

more than the game itself, my man.

Robert Renway.

Oh, I know.

- We run in the same circles. - Yeah, so I hear.

- Mm-hmm. - How long you in town?

Few days. Maybe less if I don't find

more action than these low-rent games.

I'm lookin' for some higher stakes, you know?

Don't push him too hard, Charlie.

Yeah, I hear you.

Nice to meet you, bro.

Nice to meet you.

Well, look at the bright side.

Least you walk away with a million bucks.

[sighs]

[clicks tongue]

Hope to see you there.

♪ ♪

Hi.

[lounge music playing]

My dad'll be easy.

It's, uh, my mom you'll have to watch out for.

She's an iron fist in a velvet glove.

No different than a polygraph.

Touché.

Emma?

Here we go.

Charlie, I want you to meet my parents,

- Grace and Joe Hill. - Hi. Charlie Nicoletti.

Nice to finally meet you.

Wonderful home you have here.

Bricks stuck together by hard work.

So, Charlie, what do you do?

Own a bar with my family in Baltimore.

Dad's always saying small business

is the backbone of our country.

Let's get a drink, Charlie.

I have so many questions for the man

that my daughter has been hiding.

Mom, if he's not back in five minutes,

I'm sending help.

She's trying.

Don't be so hard on your mother.

I know. It's just, um...

this one's different, you know?

Who's that?

Shark in the water.

[indistinct chatter]

Here's to you.

Make sure you're focused on the...

- Excuse me. - Nice to meet you.

Claire Fox is here, and she wants a word.

Do you know about what?

Nothing's for free, David,

especially Claire Fox's support.

Senator Hill. It's been too long.

But I must say, the whole "Lion in Winter" vibe

really suits you.

Still lobbying for the evil empire?

Oh, please. Guns and tobacco are so early aughts.

You know me, I have my hand in a lot of pots.

What brings you here?

Well, I wanted to get some face time

with the soon-to-be junior senator

from Washington state.

You must be so proud.

Couldn't be prouder.

[smooth jazz music]

- Another one? - Please. Thank you.

Ernesto?

Wow.

Now, I just did not peg you for the kind of guy

that'd be rubbin' elbows with these K Street yuppies.

I almost didn't recognize you.

[tough guy voice] Barely recognize myself

in these rags, you know?

But you gotta put the square suit on

to do business with these political types.

Quietly, of course. You understand, right?

Oh, I got ya.

It's always helpful to know

the next generation of decision-makers.

- You know what I mean? - It is.

- Hey. - Hey.

- Robert Renway. - Emma Hill.

How do you two know each other?

Uh, we don't. We just met.

Talking about how impressed we are with David

- and, uh, the drinks. - Hmm.

Charlie seems nice, don't you think?

Emma's practically glowing.

- You like him? - What's not to like?

He's handsome, smart,

holds his own in this crowd.

Bit too smooth for my taste.

Oh, please. When we met, you had no shortage

of ambition or charisma either.

[chuckles]

You two are more similar than you think.

Oh, there he is. Man of the hour.

Miss Fox. We finally meet.

It's a great turnout tonight.

It's amazing what aligning yourself

with the right people can accomplish.

Indeed.

Which brings me to why I'm here.

I wanted to introduce you to Jennifer West.

She's bright, insightful,

and I think she'd make a great addition to your campaign.

Oh.

Really, that's fantastic.

Ah, Charlie.

My wife's been singing your praises.

I'm flattered. I mean, she obviously has great taste.

[chuckles lightly] You're good at that, aren't you?

Always knowing just what to say.

Part of the job.

You know, just holding conversations.

Right...

as a bartender.

You don't like me very much.

Well, call it a professional liability,

but I'm wary of anyone

who always has all the right answers.

Hmm. Well, bartender, politician,

we're all just giving people what they want, right?

You think we're the same?

I came to this country with nothing,

worked hard to get where I am.

I'd be lying if I said I didn't want more for her.

So what's your angle here, Charlie?

Dad.

- It's fine. No, it's fine. - No, it's not.

Don't you dare judge Charlie.

He has more integrity than every person here tonight,

- apparently including you. - It's fine. It's fine.

It's fine.

Come on. Let's go.

Grace, it was lovely to meet you.

I look forward to the memoir.

Stop it. I can feel your look.

Good. [door opens]

[sighs]

Hey.

- Thank you for having my back. - Of course.

I don't know who that was, but...

It's-it's fine. It's all good.

Go back inside. I know you've got

people to talk to. I'll, uh, I'll call you later.

- Okay? - Okay.

Thank you.

[background chatter]

See you tomorrow night.

[Jain's "Makeba"]

♪ ♪

Hi.

Thank you, Mr. Ricci. Good luck.

- Ernesto. - Ah.

Not slummin' it anymore, are we?

Yeah. No more trash bags.

Just streamlined and razor-sharp tonight.

I like it. Well, hey, the game's inside.

Make yourself at home. What's mine is yours.

I'll remember that.

Okay.

Security's gonna be tight.

Remember, these are Renway's guys. Former mercs.

They're not to be messed with.

Now, he's got a guard in the money room,

but he also has cameras feeding into a hard drive

just in case that guard decides he wants to skim.

Now, those cameras aren't monitored live, though.

Now, there's no personal belongings

allowed in the card room,

but that's how we're gonna sneak in

- our Trojan horse. - Ernesto.

Ah. And while guard is trying

to figure out how to turn my phone off...

That's when the phones will be close enough

for me to hack into his phone and clone it.

Gentlemen and lady.

You know the rules. Who's feelin' lucky?

♪ Makes my body dance for you ♪

♪ Oohe, Makeba... ♪

Bets please.

♪ Makeba ma che Bella ♪

♪ Can I get and "oohe," Makeba ♪

Cards please.

♪ Oohe, Makeba... ♪

Oh ho ho!

Winner, winner, chicken dinner.

Oh, you know, I never heard that one before?

Gotta get you some new lines, papi.

Once you've cloned the phone, you gotta find

something we can use quick

to get that guard out of the money room.

♪ Makeba, makes my body dance for you ♪

Meanwhile, Pop'll make sure

my luck runs out upstairs.

Whoo. Hell of a river.

Hell of a river.

Call.

Gentlemen, cards.

Bam.

[sighs]

Lady luck can be a vicious mistress, my friend.

Oh, Go buy a lotto ticket on your way home, bro.

Je-sus. This guy is too much.

All right, we playin' cards? You gonna deal or what?

Bird, once you have what you need,

Mom'll bring us drinks just to let us know

it's showtime.

Here is your Scotch, sir.

And another water for the dealer.

Thanks, Fran.

♪ ♪

The name's Julie, but you are very welcome.

Hey, you guys gonna flirt

or you gonna deal the cards, huh?

Come on. What?

Hey, you know, these cards are gonna land

somewhere very uncomfortable for you, my friend,

those ones don't start shapin' up.

- Take it easy. - You take it easy.

This is me takin' it easy.

Sir, please.

♪ ♪

Yeah, okay.

Call.

Gentlemen, cards.

Ooh. [Chuckles] That's a winner.

Oh, you think this is funny, huh?

Bozo the clown?

What are you doin'? You, you smilin'.

You gonna be swimmin' off a this boat

if you don't wipe the smile off your face,

- you understand? Huh? - Ernesto, let's take a walk.

No, no, I don't want to walk. I don't want to walk.

I wanna play, only this game is fixed.

Hey, there's nothing fixed here.

Tonight's just not your night, man.

That's it. Come on. Please. Please.

Let's go talk.

Hey, you know what? Don't to... you don't touch me.

- Calm down. - You don't need to do that.

Why don't you take a breather for a minute?

Nah, I'm cool. I'm cool. Hey, I'm cool.

- Okay. - I'm cool. Yeah.

Look, why don't you, uh, just take a beat?

It's all good.

- Game's not goin' anywhere. - Yeah.

Yeah, no, no. I'll take a break.

This is me breakin'. Mm-hmm.

[glassware clinking]

♪ ♪

[notification chimes]

- [phone beeps] - Damn it, come on.

♪ ♪

[knock at door]

♪ ♪

- Wow. - Let's get this done.

- And she is? - Driver.

So you're not in labor?

So who texted me?

All-all right, uh...

Uh, I gotta go. I gotta go.

Time's up.

Two minutes.

Charlie, we gotta go.

You wanna get out of this or not?

You guys keep loading. I'll buy us some time.

Go, go, go, go, go.

Oh, thank you. Thank you so much.

- Excuse me. - Can you help me just...

Oh, no. Oh. Oh, no.

I'm sorry, can't you help me get this...

Oh, how rude!

[keypad beeping]

♪ ♪

[door closes]

We got a problem.

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

Let's get you set back up.

Appreciate that. Thank you so much.

Hey, apologies for before, huh?

- No hard feelings. - None at all, my friend.

[tinny com chatter]

Sir. A word?

[door opens]

What'd I miss?

- [door closes] - The money is gone.

What do you mean, money is gone?

It can't be.

Hey, is it me or does it feel

like somethin' just hit the fan?

[engine revs]

[indistinct shouting] [glass shatters]

[distant shouting]

Go, go, go!

Get downstairs. Hurry!

Don't let them get away!

Everyone remain calm. There's a situation.

We have it under control. We will get

- all your money back, I promise. - What?

What do you mean get our money back?

What happened to our money?

Freeze!

Let me see your hands.

Hands up!

♪ ♪

[sighs] Seamus. Sit.

I just wanted to have a chat, you know?

Just me and you. Just the boys, you know?

See, I know that Daphne's

been supplementin' her drug losses with an outside source.

So... who is it?

I don't know.

Uhh...

Try again.

The money's comin' from where?

Impossible, huh?

I said nearly.

Moonshot indeed.

Hey. Our cut to pay back the buy-in.

Meet Daphne, and then we're done.

[engine revs]

- Hey. - Yeah.

We gonna talk about what happened tonight?

You broke cover.

Oh, I just got...

caught up in the moment. That's all.

We can't pretend this isn't happening, babe.

We can't just will it away.

- I know that. - Do you?

I'm good. Okay?

Hey, we just walked off with $10 million, Frannie.

Come on. Can't be slippin' that much.

[melancholic music]

♪ ♪

[sighs]

Hey. Thanks for calling.

Connor's in the air in two hours.

Got a report that his jet is being fueled

for an international flight, so the FBI's standing down.

Oh, no, you boys didn't get to play cops and robbers?

But, seriously, why come all the way to D. C.

Only to turn right back around?

There has to be more to it.

Which is why I figured we'd follow him to the airport.

You're the best, Vik.

Don't make me blush.

[ominous music]

♪ ♪

[brakes screech]

The hell is this?

[engine revs, brakes screech]

Damn it.

Out. Now.

And you can take the mask off. I already know who you are.

There he is.

Ah, well, you know, when I found out

that Daphne was workin' with the man who ripped me off,

kick in the balls that felt like, you know?

Oh, no. But it kept your pockets fat, didn't it?

Oh, yeah.

Very well now, yeah.

That covers the deal Daphne and I had.

You and me, we're done.

Oh, yeah.

Never truer words spoken, son.

There it is.

That's Daphne's secret revenue stream.

- What are you doing? - My job.

This is enough to put Connor away.

Arresting Connor is a short-term win.

Think bigger picture.

You know, I wonder what your father's gonna say,

you steppin' in on your sister's business.

I mean, I'm guessing you're gonna keep

all this for yourself, right?

I mean, it's just kind of obvious

he never really trusted you to run things,

so he brings his daughter in,

has her step up where you couldn't, right?

Does your mouth ever stop movin', son?

Let me ask you, Connor, you know that saying,

"Every king has an heir and a spare"?

Which one am I lookin' at?

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

Looks like we got a tail.

[sighs]

Well, until next time, eh?

Yeah.

Damn it!

[engine turns over]

Okay, here they come.

[intense music]

♪ ♪

Workin' with a man who ripped us off?

Is that what they taught you in business school, huh?

You know, I'm not sure how Daddy's gonna feel

about how you've been runnin' things with him away.

Connor, I thought we had an understanding.

Well, then you're a fool.

But thanks for the 10 mill.

You're not just screwing me over here.

This is our family's business.

You're not part of this family.

You never have been.

And, now, the only friend that you have left

is just some two-bit shyster.

And I'm sure he's gonna find a way

to make another 10 mill.

So in the meantime...

you want what's mine, sister?

Come and get it.

[chuckles]

[slams phone down]

And he just took it.

I'm lucky he didn't kill me.

But, I mean, that's...

not the end of it.

I might...

I might a gotten made.

- By who? - Feds.

Oh, Jesus.

Uh, I think they were followin' Connor.

They saw your face?

No. No, I had the mask down.

So how would they make you?

Just a feeling.

You know, just a bad feeling.

You're probably just being paranoid.

- Hey, come on, guys. - Yeah.

We did it. It was a clean score.

We're all in one piece. We should feel good about this.

Let's not panic

until we have a reason to panic, all right?

- All right? - Yeah. Thanks, Pop.

[knock at door]

[tense music]

♪ ♪

Everything good?

Well, you know that case I was telling you about?

I think I finally caught a lead.

Well, that's great.

Mm-hmm.

You okay?

I know this week was a lot, but...

I think this is worth it.

I think so too.