All language subtitles for White Collar_s02e02_Need to Know_3

Anything?

Nothing.

It's 20 after.

- You want to call it?
No, not yet.

Fowler was willing to pull a gun on you...

to make sure
we didn't know about this meeting.

Whoever shows up...

l'm betting they know
why that plane exploded.

Boss?

Diana, you see him?
Yeah.

Can't make a face.

Excuse me. FBI.

Hold it right there.

He's heading around the stone arches.
Cut him off.

FBI. Freeze.

He knows how to slip a tail.

Yeah. This guy's no civilian.

All right, I want you to pull tape from
every surveillance camera in the area...

plus our cameras, ATM cameras.

- Everything in this area.
- Yeah.

I want to know who this guy is.

Morning.

You look exhausted.

Oh, I don't sleep well
when Elizabeth's out of town.

Well, if her company keeps taking off
the way it is...

you can retire early
and become a house husband.

Because when you look at me,
you see soap operas and housework.

What are we watching?
- Our new case.

Potentially corrupt politician.

- Need a moment to recover?
- I might, actually.

Gary Jennings, state senator.

- You've heard of him?
- I am politically aware.

He's popular. Even Mozzie voted for him.

- Mozzie votes?
- More often than you'd think.

Or would approve of.

Why did you get into
politics, Mr. Jennings?

Well, I...
You know, I didn't plan to.

I wanted to be a carpenter.

- Jesus was a carpenter.
- Yeah, he's subtle.

But then I realized that
my talents were better suited...

to helping build America's
future with words and ideas...

rather than brick and mortar.

That's where I find my inspiration.

Well, his assistant thinks that he's
illegally funneling money into his campaign.

- Don't tell Mozzie.
- We've had our eye on Jennings for awhile.

So far nothing's stuck,
but this could be our in.

- You want to join a political campaign?
- What do I have to do?

Let's figure that out.

I was a true believer.

I believed in Jennings.
I still believe in what he stands for.

What changed your mind?

Gary started having
these mystery meetings.

Right after, our campaign started getting
an increasing number of donations.

Gary started keeping two sets of books.

I'm in charge of one, none of the
regular staff sees the other one.

What do you think is inside that book?

I think he set up a straw donor scam.

It's an end run
around campaign funding rules...

that limit donations from individuals.

I know.
Politicians were the original conmen.

Instead of cutting one big check to himself
from a questionable source...

Jennings gets regular people
to write smaller checks.

Then reimburses under the table
for their contributions.

The second book
has a list of the straw donors...

and the source of the illegal money.

- Well, who has access?
- His inner circle.

Reggie, our head of opposition research,
maybe a few others.

We have to find a way
to get you inside Jennings' inner circle.

I got it.

- Bad cop, good criminal.
- No such thing.

Listen. It's a variation on a con
that I thought about running before.

The bad guy, the cop, that's you,
creates a problem for Jennings.

- And the good guy...
- That's you?

- Right. I provide the solution.
- Oh.

If I make Jennings think the FBI's on to him,
it will spook him. He'll burn his books.

Not if he thinks Bureau's barking up wrong
tree. Here's an old loan scandal he was in.

Yeah. He walked away clean
from that years ago.

But it might make him worried
if he thinks that the digging around...

Could uncover
whatever he's really doing.

And make him nervous enough
to hire a fixer.

Who does he normally use
to cover up his problems?

Jennings' usual guy
quit a few months ago...

the same time he started
his mystery meetings.

- This could work.
- All we need's a bad cop.

- I can do bad cop.
- I've seen you do mildly irritated cop.

Wow.

I hate these glad-handing events.

You picked the wrong job
if you don't want to shake hands.

What?

- Sorry to interrupt, sir.
- Dylan, I said no more appointments.

Peter Burke, FBI.

Well, what can I do for you,
Agent Burke?

- I came to say thank you.
- Ha, ha, you're welcome.

- What did I do?
- Nothing yet.

But I'm gonna make my career
taking you down.

I'm sorry. Um...

- Am I actually being accused of something?
- The Michelson loan scandal.

The FBI looked into that scandal years ago.
They found nothing.

You really want to waste taxpayers' money
with another witch hunt?

I do.

I know if I start kicking over rocks,
something will crawl out.

And when it does,
it's gonna get your name, my name...

and the word "scandal"
on the same headline.

- Then you can have any job you want?
- Yeah.

Maybe I'll take this office.

Why me?

Because I can tell you're dirty
just by looking at you.

So I'll keep digging
until I find something that will bury you.

You've got my word on that.

- How did I do?
- Nice acting.

Who said I was acting?

- Dylan. Did it work?
- Yep.

Whatever you said,
Jennings is freaked out.

- He called an immediate war room.
- He called a war room.

All right, keep us posted.
I'm the bad cop.

Now it's your turn.

Caffrey, that's my newspaper.

Relax. I'll give it back.

Touch my crossword
and I will put you back behind bars.

You do it in pen. I'm impressed.

I'm looking for inspiration, you know?

And I think I just found it.

What was the fallout
from your meeting with Jennings?

He called in some favors,
tried to get me fired.

Hughes is protecting me, which should
frustrate Jennings even further.

Excellent.

According to Dylan,
he's looking for a new fixer as we speak.

I didn't doubt you for a second.

Dylan put your name on the list...

but Jennings is still looking
at other people too.

So we need to make sure
you get that job.

Well, I don't have an alias
with this type of background.

You're about to get one,
courtesy of the FBI.

What do you need to know
about creating a background?

Nothing. We're the FBI.

You're good but we're better.

You're now Benjamin Cooper.

Wow. High school yearbook.
You're definitely thorough.

They're thorough. Jennings doesn't
mess around with this stuff.

That means no anklet
when you're with him.

Nice Photoshop work.

We'll add a yearbook to the
school's archive in case they check.

I finally get to be valedictorian.

- You weren't valedictorian?
- Have to graduate for that.

We're giving you a 4.0 from Harvard Law.

Harvard is so pedestrian.

Don't let Jones hear you say that.

After graduating, you did a stint
at the firm Brextan and Miller in Delaware.

Very exclusive and Grisham-esque.

This is perfect.

- Benjamin Cooper?
- That would be me.

Pleasure to meet you.

- This is Reggie, head of opposition research.
- Benjamin.

Oh. Thank you so much.

Well, if you called me,
you've got a problem on your hands, right?

We've got a fed who's going after Gary
about the Michelson...

- Details don't matter.
- Oh, I think they do.

- This FBI agent is...
- Don't worry about the agent.

Your constituents
aren't going to care about him.

Why won't they?

They'll be more concerned
with your position on the new stadium.

What's he talking about?

- Do you know about a new stadium?
- No, nothing.

- What new stadium?
- That's exactly what you're gonna say.

"What new stadium?"

When the reporter asks, deny
you're involved with the talks to build it.

There isn't going to be a new stadium.

Now you're getting it.

Look, if there were a new stadium
being built, why would I oppose it?

- You don't oppose it.
- I don't?

Course not. You don't want them
building in that location...

because that's where you want them
to build the new children's park.

- May I...?
- Yeah.

There we go.

- Talking to several people about this job...
All right.

Go on.

- Are you following any of this?
- Nope.

That's the point.
It's all a giant distraction.

Who's gonna care
about an old loan scandal of yours...

when you're fighting
against the system?

Against the corporate fat cats...

who think overpaid athletes
are important than our children.

But the story won't hold up.

You've got a month before election.
It doesn't have to hold up.

We just have to distract, right?

You've got a problem.

I'm your solution, senator.

Have a great day.

I like him.

Cancel the other interviews.

You got it.

Hey, do you have...?

All right. First thing tomorrow.

Bye.

- You don't get to shush me.
- Oh, okay.

Next time I'll let Jennings
hear your voice in the background.

- You're hired?
- Like I said, bad cop, good cop.

- Good criminal.
- Consultant.

Hmm.

So the stadium thing worked, huh?

In today's world, rumor is truth.

But you told him
to deny that there were any talks.

Exactly.
Which means there must be talks.

This is why I hate politics.

Oh, Elizabeth's still out of town.
Wanna grab a drink?

Can't.

Uh, I owe Captain Shadduck a favor.

Gonna help the local P.D.
With a stakeout.

Surveillance and deviled ham until 4 a.m.

- You want to join us?
- I'll pass.

- Thank you, though.
- All right.

Ah. Don't tell Elizabeth.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- Oh, it's just you and Satchmo tonight?
- Yeah, just the dog and me.

- Elizabeth's still in San Francisco?
- She is.

- Can I get you a beer?
- Sure.

All right.

So how was your dinner with Chrissy?

Hmm.

Oh, she's still having a tough time
adjusting to New York?

We'll get through it.

Yeah, you will. You will.

All right. Any luck putting a face
on our mystery man?

He was good.

He avoided our cameras
and the surveillance cameras on the street.

Ooh.

Just bits and pieces of a face.

Well, put the pieces together
and we get this.

- Ha, ha, I saw this guy in a horror movie.
- Our patchwork man.

I'm running it through
the facial recognition database discretely.

- See what we can get.
- What about the location of the music box?

- Anybody poking around?
- Feelers, but no one knows where it is.

- Except you?
- Just like you asked, boss.

You don't wanna know
where I'm keeping it?

Oh, it's safer for the
both of us if I don't.

This guy knows something.
Let's find him.

And Caffrey? You sure you want to keep
all this from him?

Neal's still recovering from Kate's death.

I don't want to reopen that wound
with any sort of false hope.

Once we have something concrete,
then I'll tell Neal.

Diana, I hate sneaking around like this.
We're supposed to be the good guys.

Hey, we are the good guys.

Boy, this guy's a professional.

If we're looking for him,
there is a fair chance...

he's looking for us.

Morning, Dylan.

- Jennings isn't in yet.
- Good.

I need some time in his office.

Well, the door's locked.

And Jennings and Reggie
are the only ones with keys...

but they'll be here any minute.
- So distract them.

- Can you do that?
- Um...

- I'm a terrible liar.
- Good.

We need more terrible liars in politics.

Come on. Come on.

Jackpot.

Makes sense?
- Worked out fine.

Senator. You're in early.

Senator, I wanted to go over
next week's schedule with you. Just...

Gotcha.

Good morning, senator.

Well, nice and early.

Good start already.

I was gonna go grab a smoke before
we jump in. Do you have a light?

- Smoking makes you look weak.
- I'll remember that.

Oh, uh, we should discuss my fee.

I was hoping
we could do it off the books.

- I'm sure we can come to an arrangement.
- Mm.

- How's your first day at work?
- I've taken up smoking.

- Politics is already corrupting you.
- Yeah?

- Did you get the picture I sent?
- Yeah.

The symbol is the flower of Aphrodite.

Ran it through the ACS database.

It came up with two coffee shops, a bakery,
a winery, and a high-class escort service.

Politicians and hookers.
That one's as old as time.

Listen, there was a word
written inside the matchbook.

Cinnamon 212.

- All caps except the vowels.
- Got it.

Any luck convincing Jennings
to pay you off the books?

Yeah, yeah.
He, uh, made a call to get the money.

I put an ear to the door.

He called the man
on the end of the line Darrow or Narrow.

All right, break's over. Get back to work.

C-l-N-N-A-M...

- Hello?
Hey, sweetie.

Oh, hey, EI. How's San Francisco?

It's amazing here.

I biked across the bay this morning
to watch the sunrise.

How was the sunrise?

It reminded me of Belize,
which makes me miss you more.

- You got any big plans for tonight?
- Nope, just catching up on work.

Are you looking
for high-class female companionship?

- Uh, what kind of work is that?
- Oh. It's not what it sounds like.

Our discreet service gives you a
chance to spend the day...

with the girl of your dreams.

Or that.

We'll introduce you to fashion models
, pageant winners, beau...

Oh, I can't wait to hear this explanation.

Research, I swear.

Has the press picked up
on the stadium story?

- Couple of reporters have asked about it.
We denied it?

- Of course.
Good.

Specify that he did not meet
with the zoning committee.

- He didn't meet with the committee.
Exactly.

Back-date a meeting in his books
showing it was scheduled and leak it.

- We'll say he canceled.
But why?

- Uh, this doesn't make sense.
- Of course it does.

Jennings is a maverick.

That's why
the FBI's digging into his past.

He's upsetting all the right people.

There is no stadium project.

We can't create one out of thin air.

Don't be so cynical.

That is exactly what we're going to do.

These people want a park.

That's why we're going to deny that
Jennings has met with big corporations...

- Which corporations?
- Doesn't matter. Pull names out of a hat.

Deny that Gary has met with them
about forcing a bond measure...

that would turn the park
into a new stadium.

The more we deny smoke,
the more the press will see fire.

Listen to him.

Let's take a 15 minute break, everyone.

Benjamin, you stay.

What's going on?

We may have found a solution
to our problem with our FBI agent.

That's not Mrs. Burke.

When were these taken?
Last night.

If Burke's having an affair,
we can use that.

- We know who the girl is yet?
- Not yet.

I'll find out.

Well, I know who she is.

She's a prostitute.

- How do you figure?
- This Burke is an FBI guy.

He's a control freak.

He's not gonna have an affair.
It's too sloppy.

You may be right.

We can use her.

These pictures aren't enough
to take Burke out.

But if we can get her to meet with him
again and she's under our thumb...

We might have someone
who can help us with that.

- You told them Diana was a hooker?
Mm-hm.

Captain Shadduck sure cleans up nice.

The stakeout was canceled.
Diana came over to work.

Why am I explaining myself to you?
Not everything's a conspiracy.

I hope that's true.

- I've never lied to you.
- Oh, come on, Neal.

- You lie for a living.
- Not to you.

I may have let you draw certain conclusions
that weren't correct but never an actual lie.

All right. So one of Jennings' guys
was standing in my backyard taking these.

Yeah, you got to them.
They think you're having an affair.

Took a risk and told them Diana
was a prostitute, they took the bait.

Told me to find her and put her in touch
with a guy they know named Barrow.

Ah! Your mystery man Jennings called
to get you paid off the books.

So maybe the Aphrodite Escort Service...

is where the cash is coming from
to pay the straw voters.

- That's what I think. Can you set Diana up?
- As an escort?

Sure.

Diana. Can you come here a minute?

- You gonna tell her?
- No.

- You made her a hooker.
- You're sleeping with her.

- You got a point.
- Yeah?

Neal told Jennings you're a hooker.
You and I are having an affair.

- Go meet with an escort service.
- Okay, anything else?

No.

It's good to have her back.

Did you confront the suit
about the pictures?

Yeah, I did.
He said it was a misunderstanding.

Oh, right. So was the Bay of Pigs.

So you think he's looking
into who killed Kate in his off hours?

I suppose that's a good thing.

I want to know what he's found.

He's trying to protect you.

- Come on, Moz, I don't need protecting.
- It's only fair.

We keep secrets
from the suits all the time.

Now they have their own.

There's a certain
universal synchronicity to it all.

Spare me your circle-of-life crap.

What are you writing?

Oh, it's a letter campaign
to stop this new stadium from being built.

There's a letter campaign?

You really need to pay more attention
to what's going on in the world around you.

Yeah.

Listen, Moz, you should know...

that you got a real shot
at stopping this.

Keep it up.

- Ah, ah, uh, uh
- Yeah

- Ah, ah, uh, uh
- Yeah

- Ah, ah, uh, uh
- Yeah

- Ah, ah, uh, uh
- Yeah

- Ah, ah, uh, uh
- Yeah

- All the boys say
- All the boys say

- I'm so crazy
- I'm so crazy

- I could scare you
- I could scare you

- Double dare you
- Double dare

It is really exciting in the van.

It's...

- Can I just go in there?
- You'll sit there and you'll like it.

Now, pay attention.

You must be Lana.

Roger Barrow.

A friend of mine suggested
that you and I could do some business.

What kind of business?

That's our guy.

The word is...

What do we know about Barrow?
- Arrested three times.

All in Chicago.

Aggravated assault, extortion,
last one was for attempted murder.

Attempted?
At least we know he's not very good at it.

Ah, well, his target was shot dead
in a mugging two weeks later.

Okay. Well, maybe he is good at it.

I want to know
about your FBI friend.

- What do you want?
- Here we go.

- What do you think?
- Money.

Look around. My girls make 10K a night.

The richest men in New York come here.

You want to work for me...

you'll make in a week
what you normally make in a year.

I'd like that.

Here's the thing.
I need to know that I can trust you.

And I need to make sure
that you know what you're doing.

This is for the penthouse suite.
Pick any guy at the bar.

I want his 10 grand in my hand
by 4 a.m.

Ten thousand in cash.

Guys, I was not prepared for an audition.

I'm either walking out of here
or taking some guy up to the penthouse.

So, what's the plan?

Where'd Caffrey go?

Can I buy you a drink?

All right, let's make the best of this.
We have three hours.

If we can get 10,000,
we can follow the money trail.

See if it leads back to Jennings.

- We can't get a cash request that fast.
- I know.

You sure you can afford me?

I'm pretty good
at scrounging up loose change.

Well, prove it.

Peter, if you're wondering
where to get $10,000...

meet our mutual friend at my place.

I was afraid he was gonna say that.

About that drink...

- You've come to the right place.
- Cut the crap, Mozzie.

Can you get us the 10 grand or not?

Yes. But first, some ground rules.

I want full immunity about anything
you may see or hear tonight.

Let's just say I'll owe you one.

I accept your counter offer.
I need your shoelace.

My shoelaces
are gonna get us the $10,000?

Rule number two, no further questions.

I'm doing this
more out of a morbid curiosity...

than anything else.

I'll also need a magnet
and a Sports Illustrated.

This is a scavenger hunt now?

I refer you to rule number two.

Magnet.

No Sports Illustrated.

I've got the New York Journal
magazine supplement.

That'll do, pig.

That'll do.

Oh, I also need a $20 bill.

Great. Thanks.

Just a key, yes.

Another piece of the puzzle.

And don't forget a hammer,
a crowbar and a radio.

Scavenger hunt?

"Life is more manageable...

when thought of as a scavenger hunt
as opposed to a surprise party."

- Jimmy Buffet.
- You're driving.

You sure Barrow won't recognize you?

Jennings keeps him far away
from the campaign.

Hmm. I don't blame him.

You know, if I didn't know any better...

l'd say
you weren't attracted to me at all.

- How's that?
- Not bad.

- Is this doing anything for you?
- Not a damn thing.

What were you gonna do
if I hadn't come in?

Well, I'd have put this strawberry
in that guy's mouth...

taken him up to my room,
put a gun between his ribs...

and told him to shut up and sit tight,
or I'd arrest him for solicitation.

- That is really sexy.
- Yeah.

We're looking for unit R-39.

Oh, radio, please.

Why?

Yeah, yeah. Rule number two.

So why are we doing this?

We need the money
to take down a corrupt politician.

Oh, I hope it's that guy
who's running against Jennings.

It is Jennings?

Oh, forget it. He's the only one fighting
against the stadium.

- There is no stadium.
- Exactly.

Because of Gary Jennings.
Those children need a place to play.

All right, listen. Listen to me.

- lf he is innocent...
- Which he is.

- then this won't matter.

Fine. Just note that I'm assisting
under extreme duress.

Noted. Here it is.

Well, it's actually behind R-39.

How are we supposed to
get behind that?

Ah, ah...

What's all this noise?

I'm over on 6 doing my rounds.

I can hear this crap
from all the way over there.

All apologies, Eddie.

- Mr. C?
- Yeah.

- Hey, how the hell are you?
- Good.

- How's Mr. F?
- Good.

Listen, Eddie, I need a little favor.

- You ever take a bath in champagne?
- Ha, ha. Okay.

Wow.

Room service.

What? I'm keeping up appearances.

- I'm supposed to be a big spender.
- Caffrey, this isn't what we're here for.

Look, our cover
is that we're enjoying ourselves.

I'd say this is exactly
what we're here for.

What? So that's a no
to the champagne bath, or...?

Mr. C and Mr. F?

Oh, there's a long,
strange story attached to that.

I'm sure. Now what?

New York Journal magazine.

- What do I do with this?
- Stay here and read it.

There are many things of which
a wise man might wish to be ignorant.

- Emerson.
- Very good.

"All of your quotes
are getting on my nerves."

Peter Burke.

Okay, you're right.

It doesn't hurt to relax a bit.

I wonder how many rooms like this
I've stayed in.

Want to know a hotel room secret?

Pretty sure I know every secret there is.

All hotel room paintings
are locked onto the walls, right?

Sure.

I mean, they're not hard to unlock,
but why bother?

Paintings aren't worth stealing,
the hotel doesn't put safes behind them.

They don't. But there's something better.

There's a little mark right here,
so you know something's there.

It's for people who live out of hotels.

A sort of secret art
to make the experience more bearable.

How did you know about this?

I'm the daughter of a diplomat.
I grew up in fancy hotels.

- You're the daughter of a diplomat?
- Why are you so surprised?

Diplomats' daughters don't normally know
how to fieldstrip a semiautomatic.

My bodyguard taught me.

Oh, right. You had a bodyguard.

His name was Charlie.
Practically raised me.

He was like a father to me.

What?

He died in the line of duty,
protecting me.

- Were you there when it happened?
- I was.

My first date with Kate...

we conned our way
into some rich guy's hotel room.

Ordered the most expensive food they had.
There's a thousand-dollar hamburger.

- You're joking.
- We ordered five.

And from our window...

there was a view
of this run-down old bridge.

I'm sure it was a mess up close.

But from our angle,
the way the sun hit it...

it was beautiful.

And we never wanted to leave that room.

It should've been me on that plane.

But it wasn't.

I know you blame yourself
for what happened to Kate.

I blame myself for Charlie.

But Charlie
wouldn't have wanted me to do that.

He'd have wanted me to go on
with my life.

I didn't know Kate,
but I'd guess she'd want the same thing.

Now, do you have a pencil?

I do. Why?

Because there's a painting in this room
with nothing behind it.

- Everything all right back there?
Keep reading.

Your money, sir. We should go.

You need to get these serial numbers
logged as quickly as possible.

We have 10 minutes.

We get those numbers,
we can trace them back to Jennings.

- How are Caffrey and Diana holding up?
- How do you think?

- You're lying to me.
- I'm not.

I swear I'm not.

There's no way Peter had a moustache.

For a month.

It was amazing.

I would've broken out of prison
to see that.

Barrow has a key.

You know, I'd say, "Get a room," but...

- What if he works for Barrow?
- I know who he is.

It was worth a try.

Great.

- I think we should stay here.
Hey, Hef.

Hmm...

Thank you. We'll do it again sometime.

So when do we start
making some real money?

How is it that you always get
the penthouse suite with the girl...

and I end up with the sweaty bald guy
at a warehouse in Queens?

- Stop.
- Can I see a picture of the stache?

- Please?
- I burned all of them. They're burned.

- What's with the armband?
- It's Save the Park Day.

- Hey.
Save the park.

- Yes. Of course.
Save the park.

Does Mozzie know that the one conspiracy
theory that he's falling for is true?

Hey, who's to say
it's a conspiracy theory?

Perception drives the reality, Peter.
All right?

Uh-oh.

This is Benjamin.

All right. Relax, Gary.

This is what we've been preparing for.

Drive the ball just like that?
Yeah.

The way to do it.

Call up a reporter friendly
to the campaign.

I want them to ask you
about the loan scandal, okay?

And I want you to answer
with a simple question.

"Did you ever play stickball?"

The FBI has
reopened their investigation...

into the Michelson loan scandal.

- Is this true?
It is.

But let me ask you something.

- Have you ever played stickball?
No, I have not, senator.

All you need to play stickball
is a broomstick and a ball.

It's the ultimate form of democracy, right?
Anyone can play it.

Even Timmy Nolan.

Who is Timmy Nolan?

Timmy Nolan was a friend of mine
that I used to play with.

And he's also the reason why I am fighting
so hard to make this park a reality.

Look, we all know...

why a 5-year-old closed investigation
has suddenly resurfaced.

It's because there are
people out there...

who would rather use this land
for their own profit...

than to let the Timmy Nolans
of this city have a place to play.

Well, I'll tell you this.

They can come at me
with whatever they want...

but I will not back down.

All right. Yeah.

Good work.
Good job on Timmy Nolan, my friend.

Cooper.

- What's wrong?
- Nothing.

- Thanks, I'll check in later.
- Nice job.

Look, I need to know what's going on,
or I can't fix it.

- lf you can't trust me...
- You believe in Gary Jennings?

Yeah.
I wouldn't have done this if I didn't.

- He'll be governor in the next five years.
- He's got his sights set even higher.

To make it there,
we need to take out this FBI agent.

Didn't you just watch the news?

- This story's buried. I took care of it.
- For now, yeah.

But I've seen guys like Burke.

You buried him now.
But that's just gonna heat him up.

What's your plan?

This prostitute, Lana...

I think she knows more about Burke
than she's letting on.

- You want to talk to her?
- Not me. I've got a guy.

- Barrow?
- Yeah. He'll get it out of her.

- What's he gonna do to the girl?
- He'll scare her.

- Maybe rough her up a little.
- Uh-huh.

- And what if he gets out of control?
- Is that so bad?

When's Barrow gonna have
this "discussion" with the girl?

Any time now.

Here we go.

Diana's entering Barrow's hotel room.

Diana's in trouble.
You two come with me.

Jones, call for backup.

Move away from the door.

What's going on?

Just sit down and you won't get hurt.

I promise.

- You're lying.
- I'm not.

We're just gonna have a chat.

You should know you're threatening
an undercover FBI agent.

That's even more reason for me
to pull the trigger.

Put the gun down
and you'll walk out of here.

- Really?
- Really.

Draw and I'll put a bullet
through your shoulder.

Told you.

Aw. You were worried.

Well, not about you.

I was worried what you'd do to him.

Think we've got enough
to arrest Jennings now?

Yeah. I think we do.

- You get what you need?
- Barrow rolled on Jennings.

He figured a confession
was better for the soul.

Jones just finished arresting Reggie.

And he found a copy
of the second set of books on him.

- Now for the big guy.
- Oh, wait for it.

Yeah.

Picture perfect.

I don't think this is the kind of headline
you're looking for, Agent Burke.

"Rogue FBI agent arrests innocent man."

Ha, ha. You're a saint. Isn't he?

Oh, yeah.
Yeah, I can almost see the halo. Yeah.

Hey, what do you think? Uh, hang
the dogs playing poker on that wall?

- That would really bring this room together.
- Senator Jennings, you're under arrest.

- This is ridiculous. On what charge?
- Oh, a bunch of them.

Campaign finance fraud
and as an accessory to murder.

- He also knows about Barrow.
- I also know about Barrow.

Nothing to say to that?

I want my lawyer.

Good choice.

- Oh, Peter.
- Hmm?

A new bond measure has been placed
on the ballot that, if passed...

will assure this field will be the new
home of Timmy Nolan Memorial Park.

- Who's Timmy Nolan?
- I have no idea.

You guys have to invent him.

- greater good of the community.

In this case,
by a little boy named Timmy Nolan...

and an old-fashioned
game of stickball.

Look at you. You got a park built.

Peter, how could you keep this from me?

I'm sorry, boss. He needed to know.

- Neal...
- I expected more Magnum, P.I.

And less "Super Mario."

I burned all of those.

- Give me that.
- No, no.

Come on.
- It's more Burt Reynolds.

I'm gonna take a poll.
You're not gonna take a poll.

"I'm Mario. Oh! Oh!"
- Oh, that's funny. You look good in orange.

- That's for making me flirt with Caffrey.
- All right. Fair enough.

Free. Who wants it? Who wants it?
Take it, you guys.

I mean...

What else you have?

Facial recognition came back.

- And?
- Nothing on our mystery man.

Who are you?