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[indistinct chatter]

You know, I swore I would never sign up for one of these.

We all did.

But it's Budapest.

You need help.

Dude, how long you been on here?

Off and on since I got to Budapest.

A lot of the profiles are tourists

just looking to get their leg over, as Smitty would say.

But, you know, every once in a while, you find some...

- What's wrong with you? - What?

I can't believe you talked me into this.

What did I do, man?

You're not gonna tell me? - This is so wrong.

No, no, no. Who'd you see?

Mm-mmm.

Who was it?

Mm-mm.

Who?

[light classical music playing]

Ty vyhlyadayesh chudovo.

[clearing throat]

Ty vyhlyadayesh chudovo.

[phone ringing]

Ty vyhlyadayesh chudovo.

♪

[phone ringing]

There you are.

Sweetheart.

[speaking Ukrainian]

Did you check in for your flight?

All set.

I can't wait to see you, darling.

Been a long time coming.

I wish I could stay longer.

I'm meeting a friend for dinner.

Well, I just got on.

Five more minutes.

You will see me tomorrow.

I'm thinking of getting my nails done.

What do you think?

Use the debit card I sent over.

Maybe we'll buy you some new sunglasses, too.

The future's looking bright.

[laughs]

[tense music]

[phone chimes]

♪

I can't believe it.

You're here.

Oh.

Hey, what's wrong, darling?

Nothing.

Nothing. I...

I don't want to ruin the moment.

Is this about what your friends are saying about me?

Let's just focus on us.

Give me time.

I'll win them over.

They just need to meet me.

I have something in the car for you.

Might cheer you up.

♪

You're welcome.

Here we are.

[brakes screech]

[screaming]

Hey! Stop.

[grunts]

♪

Three days ago, an American male went missing in Warsaw.

70-year-old Gilbert Schrader checked into the hotel,

left the premises, and then went dark.

Can't get a trace on his phone,

and police are still trying to locate his rental car.

TBD if we're dealing with an abduction.

What's in Poland?

Work trip or a vacay?

Uh, he's recently retired from a successful sod business

he owned in Delaware.

I found no ties to his company in Warsaw.

But Gil's bank statements do show charges

from an online dating service called Never Alone,

mostly chat-based, catering to Westerners with a penchant

for Ukrainian women.

Never Alone, and he thought this was legit?

Lonely heart in his golden years

thinks he's found true love.

Really, someone's angling for a visa or cash.

These crop up all the time out of Russia, Ukraine, Asia.

And they're targeting foreigners.

The dating site's listed address moved from Kyiv

to Warsaw a few years back.

But if you pull it up on satellite...

♪

A parking lot.

It's been 72 hours, and Gil's daughter, Melissa,

just landed in Poland.

She confirms Gil went there to meet a woman from the site.

Natalya... no DOB,

no listed address, not even a last name.

Gil's daughter seemed convinced that this meetup

was gonna turn into a marriage proposal.

Okay, Andre, Smitty, have Melissa fill you in

when we get to Warsaw.

Cam, you and I link up with local PD.

Let's go.

It was found an hour ago.

Our crime scene, so to speak.

So not a carjacking, but something went down.

How long for the lab results?

They're working as fast as they can.

So the FBI believes his disappearance is linked

to a romance scam, huh?

Yeah, and we're three days behind.

Poland didn't have this problem

before the refugees showed up.

It opened the floodgates.

You search the whole thing?

The jewelry bag on the back seat.

Rules out robbery, too.

It's a necklace.

Makes sense.

We saw this charge on Gil's credit card.

Neighborhood canvass turned up a family on the corner.

From their window, they saw a cargo van

gunning it down the street.

But moments before, Mom claims that she heard

a woman scream outside.

So if that's Natalya...

Yeah, maybe that's why she's not wearing her present.

And maybe we're dealing with two kidnap targets.

Traffic cameras are sparse here.

Did this witness get a license plate?

No plates, just a make and model, gray Sprinter.

And I can already tell you, Wes, these are all over Europe.

Yeah, there must be several hundred in Warsaw alone.

- Let's see what Amanda can do. - Yep.

[siren wailing]

Growing up, Mom was big into discipline and structure,

and Dad was always the softy.

And then when she got sick, he just...

he put these blinders on.

He couldn't see the situation for what it was.

And then when she passed, he...

he had this wake-up call.

So Gil is in mourning.

He steps down as CEO, and you inherit the company.

That's when your dad found the dating site?

All that free time and no one to spend it with?

Let's just say some people are not built to be alone.

Oh, God, I just...

I wish that I would have been there for him

when he needed me.

And Natalya entered the picture eight months ago?

It was a scam, obviously.

I-I was just hoping that the relationship stayed online.

And then when I heard that Dad was headed here,

I had to talk some sense into him.

We looked into your phone records.

He never took your calls.

That's when I froze his accounts.

Dad is not thinking straight.

She's got her hooks into him.

How much is in the accounts?

The banks, and the Roth, the CDs, plus the offshore,

I mean, we're talking 30 million, easy.

We have reason to believe Natalya was taken, too.

Is it possible you were wrong about her motives?

All I can tell you is how it looks.

And they'd never even met face to face.

We have a family fortune to protect.

And no one's reached out to you?

You mean, like, for money?

No. I mean, at least then

I would know what this is all about.

It's the not knowing that eats you alive.

[tense music]

♪

Huh.

You know when you're a little kid

and you don't want to eat your broccoli,

so you start pushing it under the leftovers on your plate?

I feel like we're the broccoli.

[laughs]

[clears throat]

This is Constable Adam Dolinski.

He'll be able to assist you with your case,

anything you need.

So you bailing on us?

The policja's resources are stretched thin.

I'm working on three cases and a pending trial.

So think of him as a direct line to me.

We will take anyone you can spare.

He's a sharp policeman,

but if he oversteps, you let me know.

You be a good boy.

[phone ringing]

All right.

Let me update you.

Hey.

The dating site chat logs are scrubbed frequently

so we couldn't grab Gil's exchanges with Natalya.

Since it's all proprietary, we had to engineer a dummy account

and throw out some chum.

One of the girls started texting back.

Is she in Warsaw?

Traced the IP address to an apartment in Old Town.

♪

[knocking]

[speaks Polish]

Policja.

FBI.

Just a moment.

[loud clattering] - Stay here.

♪

[sizzling]

♪

[door shuts]

♪

[grunting]

Stop fighting. Stop fighting.

Stop. Stop.

♪

[speaking Polish]

- What the hell are you doing? - What?

- What are you doing? - What?

He's in custody. We don't do that.

Look, a busted jaw is no good to us.

We need the guy talking.

It was only a slap.

Okay, I get we're in your hood.

We don't do things that way, all right?

Let's get on the same page.

Fine, your way.

Good.

Computers were daisy-chained to a kill switch you hit.

And you cooked your phone, and you ran.

Cops found a pound of MDMA you tried to flush

when we rolled up.

Look, we don't really care about the drugs.

We just want our American back.

So if you give us Gil Schrader alive

and the people who took him, you won't have to see us again.

I'm just the administrator for the website.

I swear on my mother, I had nothing to do

with a missing American.

Saw about 12 of these pics hanging up in your flat.

They all work for you?

No, it's not like that.

Someone has to oversee their chats.

And sometimes I have to...

You're posing as them.

Tak.

Right, so figure 10 bucks a message.

Each girl has, what, probably 20 customers, maybe more.

So you try to keep the guys on the hook

for as long as possible.

That's a few hundred names to keep track of.

I know you're not storing them in that thick dome of yours.

We have a document on the Cloud,

a spreadsheet with every client,

every girl.

Is she part of your roster?

That one is a problem.

She would take her chats offline, making my job

very difficult. Who knows?

Maybe she fell in love with the American.

The women get their instructions from someone else.

Who?

I report to just one man.

He calls himself Bartek.

Okay.

We've never even met in person.

And if your phone didn't get the pizza roll treatment,

how would you get in touch with him?

He contacts me, different burner every time.

Okay.

♪

What do I do with this?

You're gonna give us access to your spreadsheets.

♪

[knocking]

Are you Lawrence Holbrook?

Larry's fine.

Agent Raines with the FBI.

This is Megan Garretson with Europol.

Can we talk inside?

Yeah. What's this all about?

An American has gone missing.

We're looking into clients of the Never Alone website.

Got your name from an online database they use.

Your dating profile has been deactivated.

What's keeping you in Warsaw all this time?

You think I want to be here?

It might help if you start from the beginning.

[sighs]

I met someone online,

Katya.

And she and I were chatting for a while.

I actually came here to...

The first morning I was in town,

Katya's cousin shows up at my door

and says she's in trouble, something about a hit-and-run.

And she needed help paying for the lawyer.

Otherwise, they were gonna lock her up.

Six grand retainer.

There was a bank down the road.

On the way back, some guys jumped me,

took the money, my wallet, passport.

What did the cops say?

That it's a lot harder to file a police report

with no ID.

So now, I'm stuck here waiting for my new passport.

What about Katya, her cousin?

Never heard from again.

Did the name Bartek ever come up?

Katya mostly wanted to talk about me.

But I know they have these mixers in town.

They're put on by the site.

You can mingle with Ukrainian...

prospects.

I went there a few times looking for Katya, but no luck.

I haven't loved someone like that in 35 years.

♪

Larry Holbrook has two siblings and a grown son.

The man could have called any one of them for help.

That's why so many of these cases go unreported.

Shame cuts deep.

Yeah, the dating site,

they manage almost 300 active accounts.

But the spreadsheet shows more victims over the years.

And they're just like Larry, same age group,

same middle-class bracket.

And like a lot of them,

they didn't pursue the scammers either.

Some of these guys came over here

and they lost a hell of a lot more than 6K.

- Yeah. - On Piotrek's document,

their accounts are marked as closed,

so they basically got fleeced and blacklisted.

And what's Gil's status on there?

Oh, it's not listed.

Unfortunately, 30 million in the bank

means that Gil's getting special treatment.

We need to ID our suspect.

We can hit up that mixer that Larry told us about.

If Bartek is still managing the scam,

we might get a look at him.

Good.

Dolinski, we need a surveillance van.

Uh, I'm afraid that resources might be an issue.

The sergeant has to approve everything.

[scoffs] Unbelievable.

Constable, there are two people missing,

and we're hoping they're still breathing.

Someone at that party might have information.

Now, I'd like to believe

that there is a decent cop under there.

So be a good lad, and run it up the chain for us.

Don't look at me.

Prove her right.

[tense music]

♪

[light jazzy music]

♪

Well, except for a few lonely hearts looking to flirt,

I don't see any guys. There's no muscle.

The women are front and center here.

I see some dome cameras above you.

Yeah, they got them at the exits too.

Bartek's keeping tabs on all his girls.

♪

[tense music]

♪

Control room's clear.

Nobody's home.

♪

It's rare to see someone like you here.

Well, it's nice to be noticed.

You'll be very popular.

Smitty, that's her.

That's...

Natalya Kovalenko.

And you are?

Paying attention.

[lighter clicks]

♪

It's a nice night.

Should we take this outside?

♪

First time in Warsaw?

Perceptive.

You got a gift.

That's what my mother used to say.

Yeah?

Is she gorgeous just like you?

Oh, very funny.

[vehicle approaching]

[car door opens]

- Natalya, FBI. Get in. - Gimme that. Let's go.

- You can't do this. - Let's go.

- Stop! - Get in.

You can't do this!

♪

You cannot treat me like this.

I'm gonna take these off,

but you're gonna talk to us, okay?

I told you, I don't know any Gil Schrader.

Well, he seems to know you.

Piotrek spilled, too.

You gonna let him throw you under the bus?

Whatever he told you is not the full story.

Well, I doubt Poland wants an illegal immigrant

defrauding people in their own backyard.

You know, you just blew any shot at citizenship.

All I did was talk to Gil.

You worked him.

I was supposed to bring him to Poland

by any means necessary.

He thought you loved him.

I had a job to do.

Gil had to see me get taken.

A staged abduction.

Staged?

We found blood on his car.

And you think I like to get grabbed and thrown into a van

that smells like rotten eggs?

It had to be convincing.

Gil had to know my life was in danger.

That way, he gives whatever they ask.

And then what happens?

Does he get to go home?

As long as he pays, we all get something.

Yeah, but that's not what happened.

Gil is still missing.

And I'm guessing you haven't been paid yet, have you?

You want to know why?

Because Gil's bank accounts have been frozen.

Nobody can touch his money.

You have no idea who you're dealing with.

These people, they're animals.

We can offer you protection,

but you got to tell us where Gil is.

I don't know, I swear.

♪

I can give you the man who does.

♪

Dmytro Andrich, AKA "Bartek,"

born in Ukraine, relocated to Warsaw in 2022,

no listed address.

Compared to how these scammers usually operate,

this guy is making waves...

drugs, human trafficking.

Cold-blooded and cash-motivated.

We flagged a buried email sent to Gil's daughter

with a contact number.

It's now dead, burner line most likely.

Notice the timestamp on the message.

It was sent to Melissa yesterday

after Gil's bank accounts were frozen.

Yeah, it's a ransom demand.

Once Gil's cash went into lockdown,

Bartek knew he needed another faucet.

Right, someone he knew would pay through the nose

for Gil's life.

So if the kidnappers reached out to her,

why haven't we heard from Melissa?

Because she's planning to deliver.

♪

10 million.

That's what they said.

After you left, they sent a video,

and they warned me, no cops.

I-I thought I was helping him.

I thought I was saving him by freezing his accounts.

But I-I feel like maybe I've served him up.

I just want to make sure my dad comes home.

But you haven't paid yet.

No. I mean, we're trying.

But our business manager says pulling that kind of cash

takes time.

Can we see the ransom video?

[tense music]

♪

Melissa,

they're not afraid to hurt people.

And they're gonna keep hurting me

until they're done with me.

These guys want $10 million.

I'm so sorry.

I messed up.

Please.

You'll get your money.

You'll get your money. No!

[screaming]

♪

[wailing]

We have analysts in Budapest who should see this.

Uh-huh

We... we have to pay it.

It's the only way.

We need to think this through.

Is it your dad that is tied to that chair?

I... we're talking about his life here.

I-I don't want to take any chances.

I know that you're scared, Melissa.

It is a strange thing when the family roles reverse,

and suddenly, we have to become the parents.

You're not gonna know how to handle every situation,

but you don't have to do this alone.

♪

There might be a way to salvage this

and keep Bartek on the hook.

Text him.

Play along with the ransom, but only half.

Say you're working on the rest.

But they're expecting the whole 10 million.

I don't wanna... - This is about

reopening the channel. You want him to engage.

Gil is his leverage.

He is not about to throw that away.

Get Bartek talking.

We're gonna tap and trace.

♪

Okay.

Okay. [sighs]

We parsed through Gil's ransom video, found a clue.

At one point, the mic picks up an airplane passing over.

It had to be at fairly low altitude.

We cross-checked businesses where gray Sprinter vans

were registered across viable flight paths,

and we were able to narrow it down from 174 possible

locations to 5 in Warsaw.

Much better, but still leaves four potential duds.

Wait a minute, didn't Natalya say

that the vehicle had a rotten egg smell?

Are any of these vans linked to industrial sites?

Because maybe what she noticed was a chemical odor.

I want a rundown on those five locations.

Get me grocery lists, anything in the ballpark of sulfur,

selenides, phosphines.

You're a genius, Cam.

Got a match.

An industrial paper plant in town.

Looks like they use hydrogen sulfide

as part of the treatment process.

I'm seeing a decommissioned facility on site.

It's completely defunct.

Good place to pull some teeth.

♪

So my dating app suggested we match.

I know.

I apologize.

I need to adjust my age settings.

- [laughs] - I'm new to all this.

I've been on the app for, like, 15 minutes.

No apology necessary.

I just thought it was funny.

Yeah.

My last relationship was three years,

and she ended it right before I took the job.

Can I give you a profile tip?

Please.

Maybe you tone down all the golf talk.

But I love golf.

Okay, still, for the purposes of dating...

I got it. I got it.

Okay.

[tense music]

♪

♪

Did we get it wrong?

No.

Corrugated steel, concrete... it matches the ransom video.

♪

We must have just missed them.

♪

I smell bleach.

This was a wipe-down.

♪

Wes.

♪

They're taking fingers now.

♪

First the root canal, now this.

You need any more proof that Gil's on his last leg?

Why torture him?

That's not how these scams work.

This crew is a different breed.

Bartek is showing us just how far

he's willing to go to get paid.

The second finger is a little less burnt.

Hopefully, there's a print on it.

I'll expedite the forensics.

And you'll have more resources going forward.

Good.

Thank you.

Now, if they were just here,

they might know we're closing in on them.

How soon do you think before they cut their losses?

On it.

[distant siren wailing]

CCTV footage from the street shows our van leaving.

Got a nice two-shot of our suspects.

Okay, that's Bartek, or Dmytro,

or whatever the hell we're calling this douchebag.

Question is, who's his accomplice?

Agent Mitchell.

Agent Vo.

I found it in one of the garbage cans outside.

[clears throat]

It's an external GPS module.

They probably ripped that out of the van.

The ports have been blowtorched.

They really don't want to be found.

Yeah, it doesn't matter.

There's gonna be an OEM number for this thing.

Let's get a copy of the nav data.

I'll let Amanda know.

Hey, good work, Constable.

♪

[phone chimes]

Oh, my God.

He agreed.

He said yes to the 5 million.

Okay, so wait, how does this work?

What do we do? - Not so fast, Melissa.

What else did Bartek say?

[exhales]

He said, we have an hour to transfer the funds

or... or they'll kill him.

All right, ask to speak to Gil.

Tell him you want new proof of life.

You have to get him on the phone,

and we'll trace his location.

What makes you think he'll listen to me?

He wants that money.

You have him on the hook.

Now, just keep him there.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay, an hour.

I-I don't even know if this is possible.

It's the middle of the night back home.

What if I can't get this money?

Melissa, one step at a time.

[phone chimes]

He sent a file.

It's a voice note.

Let's hear it.

Your phone is mirrored to my system.

Melissa, I'm sorry.

And I'm scared.

I want to go home.

I wish you weren't in this mess with me.

I love you, baby girl...

♪

Got a cell tower ping of where his text came from,

but it's not a fixed address,

just a localized area southeast of the city.

Bartek's playing it smart.

He sent audio to avoid a proper trace.

What does that mean for my dad?

What are we supposed to do now?

♪

Got a positive match on Bartek's chauffeur,

Fedir Kosh, Ukrainian.

He used to be a delivery driver for the paper processing plant.

Explains his access to the facility and vehicle fleet.

Speaking of, how are we looking?

OEM navigation history shows this van

made several pit stops all around Warsaw

within the last week.

Okay, keep your eyes peeled for anything

that resembles a safe house.

Bartek's probably there now trying to lay low and regroup.

Mm, flagging this one... unused residence

southeast of the city, outskirts of Warsaw.

Same area where Bartek's messages were just pinged?

Yep.

And now, we have an address.

[suspenseful music]

♪

Okay.

First team, we breach the front.

Cam, you're on the back.

Gil is the priority. Watch your fire.

Let's move out.

♪

Cam.

♪

Move up.

Hit it.

Get down!

[speaking Polish]

Get back! Get back!

[rapid gunfire]

- Man down. - Get him back.

[gunfire]

Cam, we're pinned down.

Make entry. Move, move.

- Wes, you need backup? - Negative.

Make entry. - Copy.

Going in.

♪

[grunts]

♪

[distant gunfire]

♪

- [muffled screams] - Shh.

We're with the FBI.

We're gonna get you out of here, okay?

Package secured, southeast corner of the house.

[gun clicks]

[rapid gunfire]

[gunfire]

Breach. Hit it.

[speaking Polish]

[gunfire]

♪

Cam?

Flashbang.

Bang out.

[screams]

Get down, down on the ground.

Clear.

Cam, you good?

I'm okay.

I've got Gil.

Ambulance is on the way.

There's no sign of Bartek.

They didn't take your fingers.

[ominous music]

♪

There's another hostage out there.

You've seen him before?

He was there during the abduction.

I left Ukraine and came here with nothing.

These men, they prey on women like me.

Once you're in their pocket, they don't let you go.

Svolota! - Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Look, your cooperation did help us catch this man,

but as long as Bartek is still out there,

we need you under police protection.

Now, this is really important.

Were you privy to anything else?

Do you know about a second hostage?

No. Only Gil.

And they kept me in the dark.

♪

If you want the truth,

you have to squeeze.

♪

How you doing?

Good news.

Gil's gonna be just fine.

Piotrek's and Natalya's testimony

really gives us an insight of what you're up to.

We've got fraud, extortion, hostage taking,

attempted murder.

Oof.

You're gonna eat that whole pie,

unless you cooperate.

Does Bartek have another victim?

Look, you help us out, we could ask the Poles

to take it easy on you.

We've got your prints all over the burner phone

that you were calling Melissa with.

It's all on you.

Dude, do you speak English?

Should we start pulling out teeth?

Yeah, I know you understand that.

You're saying Gil will make a full recovery?

Good. Good.

So how much time will I serve

with zero dead bodies, huh?

You people don't scare me.

♪

Let him stew.

We'll figure something out.

Regarding the fingers that were recovered at the site,

forensics was able to salvage prints off one.

It traces back to a Keith Edmonds,

72-year-old male out of Bristol,

MIA for four months.

Records show that he came to Poland and he never left.

We found no immediate family.

No one looked for him.

We believe he was lured here, like Gil.

His pension was the prize.

Retirement money is all automated

with little to no oversight.

His UK bank shows that as soon as his deposit hits,

there is also a withdrawal, like clockwork.

Four months of systematically draining his account.

And the withdrawals were small enough

that nothing looked dodgy at their end.

I guess that was the idea for Gil,

but when Bartek realized he caught a white whale,

it escalated everything.

If Edmonds is still out there after four months,

no doubt he's given up hope.

But I haven't.

Look, I know that getting Gil back

was the Bureau's priority,

so no one's asking you to stick around.

But we don't have Bartek,

and I'm not sure I can leave Warsaw in good conscience,

not when there might be another victim still out there,

a Brit, no less.

Smitty, we're not going anywhere.

If it's important to you, it's important to us.

As you requested.

You want to take a run at our boy?

- I do. - Let's go.

Keith Edmonds.

Is he still alive?

It's the only piece of leverage you have.

So I'd sit up straight.

There was an offer on the table to be tried in Poland.

Let's strike that from the record.

Yeah, you preyed on American victims,

and you shot at federal agents from the US government.

So we're gonna extradite you.

You will face the full extent of US punishment.

I will make sure of it.

Then there's your family.

They will be rounded up and sent back to Ukraine.

You'll be thousands of miles away.

Your daughters will grow up without a father.

The story is gonna be that you rolled.

I'm sure your buddy's contacts in Ukraine

are gonna love to hear that.

Your wife will be looking over her shoulder,

fearing for their lives.

That will be their reality going forward.

Or you can give us Bartek.

That's your only hope.

And if I do?

Well, you might just become Poland's problem again.

They still want you.

And I suppose your family can stay.

Ten seconds, or that offer walks out the door.

No.

I need proper assurances.

You got five seconds.

♪

19 Buska Street,

Mokotow District, room number 11.

You better hurry.

Bartek will be cleaning up after himself.

[grunts]

[tense music]

♪

[suspenseful music]

♪

Raines.

♪

[metal scraping]

Hands up.

Hands up, or I drop you where you stand.

[tense music]

♪

On your knees.

♪

Face down. Arms out.

In here.

[muffled grunting]

We got Edmonds. He's alive.

♪

We got you.

Dolinski, we need an ambulance here now.

We got him.

[somber music]

Thank God.

[sobbing]

You're gonna be all right, mate.

[sobbing]

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry, Keith.

♪

[siren wailing]

You okay?

Yeah.

It means a lot that you two saw it through with me.

You've come through for us 1,000 times.

We got your back.

Thanks.

Agent Mitchell.

It was a pleasure working with you.

Same.

Would you care to trade pins?

I don't keep the pin on me,

but I got something else.

Very nice.

Thank you.

Just be your own cop, kid.

Do things the right way.

They can never take it away from you.

[dramatic music]

♪

Melissa.

Dad.

♪

Oh. [sobbing]

I'm so happy to see you.

♪

I'm so happy to see you.

♪

Before you got here, we ran a detail

for a blue chip CEO doing business in town,

and he rented space in this building.

Only comes back a couple of times a year,

so he gave us the keys.

Okay.

He is also a golf nut.

Dude.

♪

Isn't this like a huge conflict of interest?

You are right.

And we should probably leave.

I didn't say it was a bad conflict of interest.

♪

Okay.

Well, we can use it whenever we want,

I don't know, maybe for that first date of yours.

I'm sure she will love the golf simulator.

Yeah, right, if she's lucky.

[chuckles]

Beer.

- This is amazing. - Do they have some?

Yes.

Look, I know dating can be rough out here,

and you definitely cannot force it,

but the next time it's a Friday night

and you've spent the last hour skimming through profiles,

you just hit us up for a beer.

I've got a group chat going,

and we are all in the same boat.

Thanks, Cam.

Mm, ladies first? - Mm-mm.

Not my cup of tea.

Amateurs think you got to use your arms,

but the truth is, you got to hit the shot with your core.

Can you just hit the ball, please?

You know, it's my sincere hope

that one day, you get firsthand knowledge

just how gratifying this honorable

and centuries-old game can be.

Oh, God, I hope not.

[chuckles]

Ohh.

I'm home.

♪

[dramatic music]

♪

[wolf howls]