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That is awesome growing pains when a new person joins a team. I remember nothing
but absolute delight when I came on board.
You may have heard that I was up for the captain's chair. Turns out you're stuck
with me. Nick Wagner, your new captain. Why are you being so cool right now? I
hate this. I'm pissed.
It should have been me.
root beer on an unprotected lip you're a madman the stress is getting to her she
goes rogue and something happens she's not a cop you okay i told you it was a
clean shot i it will clear me i'm not worried about your bads i'm worried
you i just heard some rumors you don't respond positively to authority
i forget what it's like to have somebody looking out for me see you tomorrow
Hey, any news? We found Roman. Sending you a photo now. That's not Roman. Roman
asked me to put eyes on you and Ava just to make sure you two were okay.
I actually let myself believe they didn't abandon us. I still believe that.
Arthur, I want that backpack.
So you think that whatever's in that bag will give you answers and not just more
questions?
Huh? That's weird.
You see that?
It's not coming back.
I'm going to go check it out.
I'll fit so far.
We good?
What's your 20?
Good morning. Morgan, hey, hey.
Are you and April okay?
Yeah, we're good. What's up?
I'm asking straight up. You have somebody following me again?
What? No. What are you talking about? I don't know. I think someone's been on my
tail the past few days.
Maybe it's nothing.
Sir, if you feel like you might be in danger, you should call the police.
No, I don't think that's a good idea.
Roman wasn't too keen on the cops, remember?
What does this have to do with Roman?
That's what I'm trying to figure out here.
I mean, were you able to learn anything about what was inside that backpack of
his?
No, not yet.
All right, well, look. Maybe you should just hide the bag for now.
Because whoever Roman's running from might not want what's inside that bag
getting out. You hear me?
All right, well, look, just be careful.
All right, you and Ava. Keep your head on the swivel.
You too.
Ava and I didn't glove up at home. Is that going to be a problem?
Only if you think you two might be suspects in Roman's disappearance. I
you can count us out.
Did nothing in the bag look familiar? Rang any bells?
No. Also, Roman's not a huge fan of law enforcement, so if we could just keep
this between us.
We'll keep the circle small.
Thank you.
What's going on?
Just revisiting an old case.
Call came in, pretty high profile.
I want these two on it.
Go, I got this.
Close the door.
She only arrived here last week.
She have a name?
Young girl leaning on a windowsill. You guys are saying she a lot. We are
talking about a painting, right? Painted by Rembrandt in 1645.
Up until last night, she was here with our other Dutch masters.
This intimate portrait captures the most fleeting moments of human expression.
Sorry I missed it.
We'll need a list of museum employees, anyone with access.
Of course.
Then I should call the Fosters so they hear it from me.
The Fosters? Linda and Greg Foster loaned us the Rembrandt. Any idea how
it's worth?
I believe they paid...
Over 20 million at auction a few years ago.
I'll get you that list. Thank you.
Uh, we are major crimes, right? I'm not really seeing what's major about this.
Well, theft of major artwork carries a penalty of up to 10 years before the DA
tax on possession, conspiracy, breaking and entering. Why? For a dead body? No,
I've just seen actual missing girls get less attention.
Like it or not, every news outlet's going to run with this story tonight.
Captain's probably trying to keep this thing from blowing up in our faces. One
guard said there was too much smoke for her to get a look at the thief.
Second guard took a blow to the head, but I hear she'll be okay.
So this is our point of entry?
Yeah, and exit as far as we can tell. We had whatever this is sent over to the
lab for testing.
I'll put a rush on the results and see if we can get a log of visitors the past
few weeks. Okay.
So the thief entered here, but the Rembrandt's all the way over there.
Most thieves prefer not to bust through the wall like the Kool -Aid man.
Okay, so this person took the time to cut out the window, toss down a rope,
slide down right here, and then just walked right by Vermeer, Caravaggio,
Turner, Rubens, Delacroix, and Goya.
Do you have any idea how much all of those are worth?
I'm sure you're going to tell me. A lot more than the Rembrandt. If this heist
was about money, the thief would have taken the most valuable piece he could.
This Goya was the real jackpot.
Maybe they didn't do their research. Every single detail of this thing was
planned. I mean, look at the frame. That perfectly straight line down the inside
seam. Removing this canvas took precision and time. Somebody wanted this
painting for a reason. Whoever the thief was, they were not in it for the money.
This was personal.
They wanted her.
Did you say 22 million? Yeah, but if Morgan's right, we need to find out more
about the Rembrandt to figure out who might have taken it and what their real
motivation was.
Excuse me.
Is this Major Crimes? You must be Mr. Eastman.
I'm Captain Wagner. We spoke on the phone. Of course. Please, call me Reith.
Reith just flew in from Mexico City this morning to help us find our missing
girl. Yeah, I had a lead on Carlos's La Mesa Herida, but it didn't pan out.
Uh, help us how? I'm an art recovery specialist. I recover lost, missing, or
stolen art.
You cram all the info right there in the title, huh? That's helpful.
And you are?
Guillory works with us as a consultant.
She does, and she really feels as though this painting has enough attention
without flying someone in.
Did the Fosters send you? No, the insurance company did.
If I can recover the Rembrandt safely, the insurance company can avoid cutting
rather large check.
Oh, good. Good. What a relief. Okay, so this entire investigation is about
saving an insurance company money. That's awesome. Right, guys? Just wanted
make sure you guys heard that. Go on. Morgan believes that the Fosters
was targeted for a reason other than money.
I mean, anything's possible, but in my experience, it's always about money.
Wow. Not this time.
These don't feel masterpieces to hang on the walls, Miss Gary.
Maybe this one did, Mr. Eastman.
Morgan and Al go see what the fosters want to tell us about their painting.
Great. Phil and Reese on the way.
The moment we saw her at auction, we knew we had to have her.
I mean, honestly, we would have paid even more.
We think she's priceless.
Greg and I started a hedge fund right out of college, and we worked 80 hours a
week for decades.
So by the time we even thought about kids, we couldn't imagine chasing a baby
around here, making a mess.
So we often thought of the girl in that painting as our daughter.
Can you think of anyone who may have wanted to steal from you?
No. You think this was personal?
So why share her?
I'm sorry, what?
Oh, you're talking about this painting like your daughter, and I've never put
daughter in a museum. I'm just wondering why you wouldn't keep it to yourself.
Loaning out a masterpiece increases its visibility and its reputation.
And its value.
Spend some time in the museum, jack up the price, you can sell it to the
bidder. She's not for sale.
What am I experiencing? These are two things. The greedy.
And Chatty, now these masterpieces, they don't fetch the same price on the black
market as they do at an auction. So these thieves, they like to talk to
They ask around. And all it will take is one of these people to call me, and I
can help negotiate the return of your lovely servant girl.
Do you call her a servant girl?
Not a servant.
Excuse me?
She's leaning out the window sill looking for business.
That's a working girl. Well, there's speculation that the subject was a
courtesan, but widely believed that she was either a servant girl or... A
servant girl with a gold braid? Come on. Look at the way she leans. It's
domestic, not provocative.
It's upsetting, is what it is, because she looks like a child, but she's
working. She's contemplating life.
Is this important to the investigation?
No, it's not.
What else can you tell us about the Rembrandt itself?
The details about her providence are on here.
The girl in the windows traveled all over the world.
Paris, London, Berlin.
She lived a much more exciting life than me.
Except now she's probably rolled up in the back of somebody's van.
Well, let's hope she got it all out of her system first.
This is interesting.
You got something?
Maybe.
Right after Rembrandt painted the young girl in 1645, he sold it.
At that point, it sort of bounced around for a few hundred years.
17th century Paris kind of skimmed this part until it was purchased by a
Prussian nobleman who kept it until he died.
Then his family kept it until 1932 until Franz von Poppen dissolved the Free
State of Prussia. I thought you said this was interesting.
Look, I'm trying to care about this case, okay, which at the moment is
just saving an insurance company from having to pay money to a couple of
who seem to be doing just fine.
Where does she go next?
to a Polish businessman in Krakow, and he hung it in his family home. Then it
just kind of bounced around from collection to collection until good old
and Linda paid a fortune for it. Why is any of this important?
I don't know yet.
Lab results came back on those slags we found on the museum floor. Tested
positive for aluminum oxide.
So I did some research.
When aluminum combines with ferric oxide, it creates a thermite reaction,
enough to melt glass.
That would explain why we didn't find any glass shards under the skylight. It
also came up in a report on another museum heist. Two years ago, a Matisse
stolen from the Kunsthal Museum in Rotterdam.
And aluminum oxide was found under the museum skylight. Which might mean this
isn't our thief's first rodeo. You and Daphne look for others.
So far, we've found 19 heists around the world with the same MO.
Always a masterpiece stolen from a gallery.
Always worth $10 to $30 million.
traces of aluminum oxide at every scene under a window or skylight, just like
ours. Do you have any idea who it might be? Well, the internet seems to think
so. I'm going to call him Jean -Baptiste. He's French?
No, but the first penny he stole was.
Wiped up by Jean -Baptiste Oudry. Stolen in Paris 12 years ago.
Tell me somebody's got eyes on him. Yeah, only one.
He tried to steal a Picasso in Madrid five years ago, but a guard shot him in
the left shoulder and he fled empty -handed. Okay, so why can't anybody find
this guy? Because he might not exist.
He could be a myth.
What do you mean?
I mean, it's impressive work, but the name Jean -Baptiste comes up whenever
there's a heist unsolved. You know, the thief got in and out without a trace,
escaped with another masterpiece.
Must be Jean -Baptiste. But is he real?
Maybe. It could be ten different guys.
Check this out. I searched public records.
Someone sued claiming to be the Rembrandt's rifle owner. We have a name?
an Ari Weissman. But it looks like the records are sealed. Ari would be the
first guy to take matters into his own hands when the court ruled against him.
We got an address?
Yeah. Looks like he's local.
Captain, I could use a hand from Detective Austin Forster for a bit.
This about that cold case?
It is.
You heard the lieutenant?
Can I help with anything?
No, I'm good. I'll keep you posted.
Why don't you guys go find out if this Ari Weissman responds to the name Jean
-Baptiste?
We just wanted the painting back.
How badly?
Enough to sue, not steal.
Sorry, you think that painting belonged to you? Not me. My grandma.
My father bought that painting in 1932.
I remember the day he hung it up on the wall.
Whenever we all got together, there was a girl smiling down to us.
She felt like part of the family.
Your father had wonderful taste. It's a very special piece.
One of my favorites.
We lived in Krakow.
My father, my mother and my two brothers, Jacob and Samuel.
I was the youngest.
The only one in our family that survived.
When the Nazis came, they took everything.
I'm so sorry.
They're still here.
I'm guessing you searched the auction catalogs for years.
I thought you'd never find it, and then one day there it was, up for sale.
The owners, they wanted to sell it to us.
For $20 million.
We don't have $20 million.
The court said we couldn't prove it was stolen.
Is that all?
Actually, Ari, we have to ask, where were you last night?
I was here with my grandma.
I saw your name on the museum visitor logs.
You were there a couple days ago?
I wanted to take a photo to show to her.
Have you traveled outside the country the last few years?
No.
No. But she keeps asking me to take her to Poland. She wants to visit the house
where she grew up.
She's not doing much traveling now.
That painting was the closest she'll come to going home.
Peace.
Thanks for the assist, you guys.
Once every item is tagged, photographed, and packaged for forensics, I'll get
the ID to get started on data extraction on the phone. Hopefully we uncover text
messages, call logs. You want fiber analysis on the backpack?
All of it. I want the works.
With this much activity, people are going to start asking questions.
What are we saying if the captain asks what we're doing?
Tell him to talk to me.
And let's run this pack of photos through facial recognition, okay?
Trust me. I do trust you. That's why I'm paying you a premium instead of hiring
a babysitter. You've literally rejected every babysitter in California, and I
wouldn't say you're paying me a premium.
It is a perfectly reasonable wage based on current market conditions.
Listen, Chloe's routine has changed since she's down a nap, so can you just
indulge me?
Nap time from 1 to 3, classical music on low. For lunch, she gets half a grilled
cheese and mushed up zucchini.
After that, she can play with her blocks, and if she gets frustrated, then
distract her with the singing giraffe.
I want to be very clear about something.
She's going to get frustrated, and she will throw those blocks.
I'll be prepared. Okay, perfect.
Oh, wait, Mom, hold on a sec. Can this wait? I gotta go. I know, but I just
wanted to know what the cops are doing with Dad's stuff from his bag.
Did they find anything yet?
These things take time.
I know, but can't you push them to make it go faster? Can't you be patient,
please?
Listen, there's a reason I gave his stuff to them, okay? They're going to
something, and when they do, I'll let you know. I promise.
Okay. All right. Thank you.
Also, I'm pretty sure that singing giraffe is broken, so best of luck to
Bye. Is it really?
Love you. Mom!
And what is your job at the museum?
I'm a gallery attendant.
I've been the assistant curator at the Harbaugh for almost 20 years. I just
collect tickets in the paycheck. I don't know anything about that painting
getting stolen.
Did you notice anything out of the ordinary the past few weeks? Maybe a
lingering around?
One sneezed on a veneer last week.
So I showed him Caravaggio's Judith Beheading Hall of Fernies.
That's a warning.
Did you get that bruise on your face?
Took a nap on the floor?
Are you sure you haven't seen anything out of the ordinary?
I noticed a guy hanging around the Rembrandt a few days ago. He looked
Like, I've seen him a few times, but, I mean, we see a lot of faces.
Do you remember anything specific about him?
I remember thinking he looked like he went for a run.
Yeah.
We have to consider Ari a suspect. He has means, motive, and his alibi wants
rembrandt just as much as he does.
Yeah, because the painting belongs to her, am I right?
I don't disagree, but... No, but nothing.
Listen, the Weismans are the victims here, not the suspects.
Are you picturing Miriam Weisman rappelling through a skylight? Well,
gymnast. I can totally picture him doing it. Look, all the museum employees that
we've talked to so far have alibis.
Morgan, what are you doing? I'm fixing our crime board and correcting the
timeline to include the first time that the painting was stolen. In 1939.
Well, why confine ourselves to solving crimes in the 21st century?
If we find the young girl, we should be returning it to Miriam Weissman, not the
Fosters.
I'm going to take this.
Morgan, it's not that simple. I don't know what to tell you. There's got to be
something we can do. Well, even if we had the jurisdiction to resolve a crime
from 80 years ago, it's just not how the system works.
I really wish there was more we could do.
Who was that?
Excuse me?
Who was that?
You said that thieves love to talk to people and sometimes those people call
you. Was that people calling?
A man called.
Claims he knows where the painting is. He wants to meet with me to discuss.
Where?
You don't want to tell me because you're worried if the police get involved,
they're going to ruin it?
If we spook whoever this guy is, we may never recover the painting.
Fine, then. I'm coming with you. I can't show up to the cops.
I don't see any cops, do you?
Where is this guy?
He's late.
Why exactly is he calling you?
Well, not to sound insufferable, but I'm the only person that does what I do.
Sorry, you were trying to not sound insufferable? Well, from what I gather,
you're the only person that does what you do, too.
It's a little different, but sure.
Well... I think we have some time to spare.
See how this guy got in.
Knock yourself out.
Come on, you're coming with me.
I need your insufferable challenge on that roof.
If I could just... Hello?
Lieutenant, you got a second?
Good news only.
Well, TID's backed up. Hobson says cracking that Blackberry could take
Too many phones, not enough text. Well, remind her of the parking ticket I got
her mother out of in front of the Van Nuys courthouse. She owes me.
You know the difference between good news and bad? I ran those photos in the
backpack through facial recognition.
No criminal record on the ones we could match.
Parking tickets, traffic stops, nothing major. And the ones we couldn't match?
Only one.
I'll take it from here.
there's a German diaper derby competition.
It's held annually in Bavaria.
Contestants are judged on speed, efficiency, and the artistic flourish of
diaper application.
I do well.
Is Chloe napping or not?
Yes. Which brings me to my next point.
Since I'm helping you babysit and not being babysat, I'll give you 10 % of my
pay.
Fine.
20%. Deal.
And I won't tell Mom if you're going through her clothes. How generous of
What if we promise not to touch her, Jake?
That works for me.
Have you ever stolen anything?
Nothing with a provenance. You?
Yeah, I stole a classmate's trainers once in primary school.
Does Scotland Yard know about this?
No,
he deserved it.
He used to kick this kid, Gideon, in the shins with those shoes at recess.
Did you wear them to school?
No, I donated them to a thrift store right by the bus stop.
That way he could see them every time he looked through the window.
You monster.
This glass is reflective.
What do you mean? These skylights all have a one -way window film on them. The
thief wouldn't be able to see in.
It was a risky little game.
Breaking glass, not knowing who's down there.
Excuse me!
We were just leaving.
The guard saw you come up here.
Are you Mr. Eastman?
Yeah, why?
One of my docents found this at the front.
They didn't see who left it.
So you go back to the crime scene on your own without a police escort?
Detective Carradick, did you know about this?
Know about what, sir? The museum director just called me and told me that
partner took Mr.
Eastman on a tour of the crime scene.
Ducked right under the tape.
Cut the seal.
Are you trying to sabotage this investigation? You made it quite clear
feel about this case.
No, I'm not trying to sabotage anything, okay? I was trying to help. He was
going anyway. Would you prefer I just let him go by himself?
Neither of you should have been there in the first place. Okay, I understand
that, and I'm sorry, but if we didn't, we wouldn't have gotten this. Whoever
left this wants to meet at 1 p .m.
That gives us less than two hours.
Are Forrester and Osdell still the lieutenant?
You think a nice surveillance op? Yes. We need to see the museum's security
cameras. Maybe we can get eyes on whoever dropped this off. Don't you
Reese should take the lead on this, though? And why would we do that?
Because I'm who they want to speak to. Great idea. I'll send Morgan with you,
and you can tamper with more evidence. Hey, I'm sorry, okay? I'm sorry I went
a building without your permission first. I see now that that was a bad
Bad idea?
How about reckless and insubordinate?
I just said I'm sorry. I know that you don't like rules, but when you're in my
precinct, I expect you to follow my command.
You practice that in a mirror?
Morgan, calm... Do not tell me to calm down.
We need to grab someone from the SIS. The sooner that we get to the ransom's
location, the sooner that we can start surveillance.
Okay, great. Reese and I will follow you. No.
Detective Carradick and I can handle it from here.
Our consultants have done enough.
Are you...
Kicking me off the case?
I walked up on a roof.
Oh, great. The Fosters are on their way up. They want an update.
Talk to them. I'll be waiting downstairs. Just make it quick. What is
Morgan, what were you thinking?
I get it.
You want to walk alone?
Do you drink alone?
I prefer to have company.
Great.
Good luck.
Do you believe that guy?
Kicking me off the case so he can go follow a lead that we found? He knows
work. I do my thing, and then cases get solved, right? What's wrong with that?
Nothing's wrong with that, Reese. That's the answer to that question.
You have every right to be upset. Yeah, I know I do, because he called me out
like I'm a child. I have kids. I don't even talk to them like that.
What? Boys, girls, mix.
Mix? Don't change the subject. I gotta get this out. And why are we still
driving? Shouldn't we be eating and drinking by now?
Hey, you're suggesting I go faster.
Look at the kind of car you're driving. We just got passed by a Subaru.
Be ashamed of yourself.
Where did you get this? Our consultants came across it. The good news is your
painting doesn't appear to be damaged.
What happens now?
We're supposed to pay the ransom? That's not what I said, sir. The LAPD never
pays ransom. We don't suggest that you do either. I don't believe this. Okay,
what do you suggest that we do? Are we just going to sit here and do nothing?
Detective, we have been waiting by the phone and we have heard nothing. And
now... Who sent you this?
Do you have any leads? Anything?
We're assembling a team to follow that lead and recover your painting. And how
long does it take to assemble this team of yours?
They're assembling in the war room right now. And I should be with them instead
of here.
Detective, we just want her back.
I understand, sir. Let us handle the response. We'll get back to you when we
find out more.
Thank you for keeping us informed, detective.
Of course.
Just a little bit more.
Yes, sir. Thanks, bro.
This is Arthur.
Hi, this is Ava.
Cinquera. Hey, boss, you want us to get... Hello?
I just wanted to call you because there's something I didn't get an answer
the diner. My mom flipped out.
Well, how's your mom feel about you calling me?
Oh, this call never happened.
Actually, I should probably tell her so she won't ground me again.
Yeah, well, it sounds like a wise move.
Look, Ava, I'm in the middle of working right now, so... You said that I
reminded you of my dad.
What was he like?
Look, I won't bother you again. I promise. I just... I'm sorry. Maybe this
wasn't such a good idea. I'll just leave you alone.
No, no. Just hold on a second.
If you want to have a serious talk about your dad, then we have to do it the
right way.
I don't know. Maybe me, you, and your mom, we could... I don't know, find
ourselves back at that diner at some point.
How does that sound to you?
Sure.
Yeah. Listen, Ava, until that happens, you and I, we can't...
Look, Roman didn't always
do things the easy way, but he always did things the right way.
I mean, he had a lot to do with me getting my life together, and believe
saved my ass more than once.
He's a stand -up guy through and through.
Look, Ava, I gotta get back to work here.
Hey, Arthur.
Yeah.
Thank you.
Of course, sweetheart.
Everything all right, Detective?
Something on your mind?
You know, I read somewhere carrying around unexpressed frustrations is like
carrying a heavy backpack.
Every unspoken thought adds another stone to the load, making your journey
more difficult.
She's confused, sir.
Yeah, so am I.
You're confused?
Sir, is there something you want to tell me?
I can't protect you if I don't know where you are.
I have to be in a position to help if things go south. I need to know
everything.
And that's not because I don't trust her, but because I do.
Still confused?
No. Good.
Because the same applies to you and everyone else.
Understand?
Yes, sir.
Next time you lose your cool with her, I'd suggest you find a different
approach. Oh, yeah? Why is that?
Because if you don't, it's going to put me and you in a position where things
will definitely go south.
All clear.
Just getting a little impatient.
Don't worry, the ransomware will turn up soon enough. With you, detective.
You're impatient with me? Why?
We're sitting here nice and quiet, nothing but time for you to read me in.
Read you in on what?
Roman Sinqueira.
You don't think I see things?
We don't have time for
those. It'll blow our cover.
Or spook our ransom.
We're here for the penny, not some car thief.
Leave it alone.
He's committing a crime.
I'll handle this.
Detective.
Hey! Hey, man, that's my car.
What are you doing?
Bro, get out of my car. Now.
Whoa. LAPD. Put the gun down.
Now. At your feet. Let's go.
Put that gun down. Now.
Drop it.
On the ground.
Good. Keep your hands where I can see them, son.
Wait, so now you're still in the car.
That's right. It's your lucky day.
Detective? You took my car, sir.
I couldn't wait. He was getting away.
behind you what you stole that car no sir i commented a private vehicle in an
emergency because you left me i had no choice i told you not to mess with that
guy he was committing a crime
Yes, I hear you, sir.
Pull over right now!
Pull to the side of the road!
Need some help?
I got it handled.
That was close.
Make my move.
What move? No move.
Let's party. Two vehicle boxing.
Jerk, pull over and get a chopper in the air. We need eyes in the sky.
Just listen to me, detective.
Had we both been in one car, I think that...
Never mind.
I'm not even convinced he should have the job.
I mean, Lieutenant Soto was absolutely qualified.
Well, how did he get the promotion?
Politics, nepotism, I guess. You know what it might be.
He's tall.
Data shows taller people get promoted faster. Did you know that?
But if you can't buy pants off the rack, what's the point of living?
Okay. When's the last time you bought pants off a rack?
Pretty sure there's a tailor in London who's got your inseam memorized.
Well, you know how I do like clothes that fit.
Mm -hmm. I can tell.
You think you know me, but you can't get past the accent, can you?
I mean, you do sound like you were born clutching a cocaine mallet.
Well, let me share something with you. My father, he was a bin man.
Always out collecting other people's rubbish.
Well, the kids at school, they used to make fun of me.
They said that they could smell it on me.
But when I walked into a museum, I was staring up at the same beauty as kings
and queens, like this kid from Stevenage.
It didn't matter who I was.
I mean, the Mona Lisa smiled at me like she smiled at everyone.
I'm going to be honest, I'm still really pissed, so I wasn't fully listening,
but I did hear Bin Man and Mona Lisa.
Not exactly sure how they're connected, but I bet it was poignant.
Yeah, it was. I mean, I'm glad you didn't hear it.
I mean, it doesn't really strike me as a girl that's attracted to someone that's
so sentimental anyway.
What am I attracted to?
I think you appreciate our challenge.
I think you need something exciting enough to get you out of the head of
Really?
Like what?
I have a few ideas.
He tried to steal a Picasso in Madrid five years ago. The guard shot him in
left shoulder, and he fled empty -handed.
I'm the only person that does what I do.
19 types around the world with the same M .O. This isn't a thief's first rodeo.
In my experience, it's always about money.
Have you ever stolen anything?
John Baptiste might not have did. He could be a myth.
It's a very special piece.
One of my favorites.
I'm down at the museum, and you're going to want to see this.
Our case just got blown wide open.
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