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Sweet dinner.

Did you get it? I got everything except for what's in the safe.

There's a safe?

He never told me about a safe.

What do you think the code is?

I have no idea.

You were his girlfriend and you had no idea.

No. Well, guess.

Maybe it's his birthday.

What was his birthday?

I don't know.

It's not like we were really dating, Bethany. Well, you should know these

things, especially if you want the police to believe your story.

Girls, girls, calm down.

What we really need to focus on is getting into the safe.

Because I have a feeling whatever's in there is valuable.

Can I ask you something?

Yeah, of course.

We have to swear on my life that you will not tell our goal.

I swear.

Do you trust Bethany?

You don't?

I don't know.

Girl, that's just the con in you. Don't trust anybody.

Yeah.

But I trust you.

Well, you've known me way longer.

Bethany's a new girl.

Yeah, maybe.

Look, we've made over $300 ,000 with her. Why would she turn her back on us

Because Bob's life insurance policy is worth a hell of a lot more than $300

,000.

So, do you know anything about that dead guy in apartment 12?

Not really.

I heard that his family is after his life insurance policy.

I know, right?

How do you know?

Cop was over here this morning asking questions.

About what?

Like who was dating and did I know about the safe in the apartment and... He had

a safe?

Yeah, his son told the cops he think got stolen, but that's just because he

thinks there was a buttload of money in there, but there wasn't.

Just some paperwork.

How do you know that?

Bob had me put some paperwork in there a few weeks back when him and your

roommate Shelly were out of town.

Yeah, he overnighted me some paperwork and asked if I could go into his

apartment and stick it in his safe.

What were the documents?

Don't know, didn't ask.

Well, they must have been important if he had to overnight them.

I doubt it.

Why? Because the passcode is 1234, and if you're trying to guard something

important, you're not going to use such a shitty passcode.

Hey, I'm sorry to keep bothering you. No, it's fine.

So I thought I'd swing by and maybe check out the place. Do you mind?

Um, sure.

I mean, you can say no. I don't have a search warrant.

No, it's fine. I'm not hiding anything. Just a dirty house. Come on in.

You'd have to ask the landlord.

I think management only has access to that.

Do you happen to have any letters or gifts that maybe can show you guys were

a serious relationship?

Of course.

He loved writing love letters. He was quite the romantic.

I'm sure you'll find a lot of my letters in his apartment as well.

I'd be surprised if you didn't keep them all.

No, actually, I didn't see any.

Did you happen to see a safe?

A what?

A safe.

Bob's son said it was missing.

No, I...

I've been to his apartment a thousand times, and I've never noticed the safe.

I'm sorry. I wish I could give you more help, but I just don't know. It's okay.

Look, I understand what you're going through.

My wife died in a car accident a few years ago.

I'm so sorry.

Yeah, I'm just starting to get over it now.

I don't know if I'll ever get over it.

Look, I'm really sorry that this investigation interfered with your

process.

It's okay.

You're just doing your job.

I know.

But it still sucks.

I know you're going through a lot.

I'd probably be on the floor crying if it wasn't for you and your distractions.

So, you know, I'm kind of thankful for this investigation.

It keeps my mind off of things.

You know, I've said this before.

I don't want the money.

So if that's what this is about, please tell the insurance company to just give

it to the family.

The money should go to who Bob wanted it to.

Oh, I'm sorry.

messed up and lonely. It's okay.

Look, I've been there.

I'm still there.

Should we really be doing this?

Shhh.

Mm -hmm.

Oh my God.

Oh my God.

Yeah.

Amen.

Thank you.

Thank you.

I love that. It's so fucking good.

We need to find someone to break into that safe sooner than later. Okay?

Yeah.

To tell her.

No. Not until I know for sure that she...

It's not the code.

One, two, three, four.

That's not it.

He must have changed it before he died.

It's okay.

I'm going to look into getting somebody who can hack into this for us ASAP.

Just don't tell her that I knew about the code.

I won't.

I just... I feel like we need to watch our backs, you know?