Previously on Wild Cards...
- Hey, what's the situation? - Hi.
- Name. - Max Mitchell.
We used to work with them, but for some
reason got transferred to sea patrol.
- You're gonna stay on the case. - Thank you, ma'am.
- Both of you. - What?
Ma'am, you can't be serious. She's a con artist.
Meet my dad, George Graham.
You want the police to help you steal something
worth 33 million bucks?
The imperial egg.
Isn't that what your dad got thrown in jail for trying to steal?
Cole Ellis, I am proud to approve your reinstatement
of full detective status.
The number you have dialed is no longer in service.
Look, if this is some kind of game,
I will hunt you down and I will arrest you.
Hey.
Give me one reason why I should believe a single word
that comes out of your mouth.
Because I know who killed your brother.
Five.
Four.
Three.
Two.
One.
It's the cops!
Oh, no!
_
The kid was in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Tough luck for him, but I had to take him out.
Well, I heard the kid had a brother who's a cop.
The name is Cole Ellis.
Nah, I don't need to worry.
Ain't got no connection to me. Hey, I gotta go.
Ellis, are you okay?
Where did you get this?
It was on Albert's recordings.
The recordings you said were gone.
Does the lying ever end with you?
I would never lie about this.
How can I know that when nothing about you is real.
Look, we can try and find Daniel's killer.
We can? Can we?
- I just thought... - You thought what?
That we're gonna solve my brother's murder together,
be a team again?
No. I'm taking you in, Max.
Can we just talk about this for a minute?
What's there to talk about? You lied to me, Max.
You played me like I was one of your marks.
I could be on the other side of the world right now.
You didn't catch me. I came to you.
And the moment I heard what was on that USB,
nothing else mattered but getting it into your hands.
Doesn't that count for something?
No, the law, Max. There's no grey area there.
It's all grey area.
You see, that's where you and me are different.
Now get up. Let's go.
You know, no one even knows the egg is missing.
They will, trust me.
Only if you tell them.
I smashed the fake one.
You what?
Why would you do that?
To prove that it was fake and that you switched it.
I can't believe you smashed the egg!
Oh, you're upset with me right now.
Who else knows about this?
Nobody yet.
You didn't tell anybody? Why not?
Ellis, you can't arrest me.
Oh, yes, I can.
Oh, yeah? Well, if you do,
this is how it will go down.
You'll tell them that I stole the egg.
Then you have to admit to smashing the egg,
breaking the chain of evidence
That you didn't tell your superiors about.
Okay, okay. I've heard enough.
No, no, I don't think you're thinking clearly,
'cause this could get really bad for you.
All it takes is one person to say
that you're still a crooked cop.
Who set me up to take the fall while you kept the real egg.
Are you trying to blackmail me?
I'm trying to protect you.
If you don't have the real egg,
how can you prove you didn't steal it?
Where's the egg, Max?
Why would I tell you if you're going to put me in prison?
Look, Ellis, you're honest and good
and believe that people will do the right thing,
But they won't.
There are enough paths that point to you,
and they're looking for somebody to blame.
You could lose everything.
I'll just have to take my chances.
I'll give you the egg.
- Good. - But only...
if you promise not to arrest me.
You'll put the egg back in evidence
and no one will even know anything happened.
You keep your badge, I stay out of jail
and you can catch your brother's killer.
It's the only way.
You know it.
Fine.
Okay. But this makes us even, and when it's done...
we don't see each other ever again.
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When you called and said there'd been a change in plans,
I'd expected a layover in Monte Carlo,
not giving up $33 million.
Can we talk about this later?
Hey, maybe don't smash that one, bam bam.
How do I know you're not going to arrest
her the minute you walk into the station?
Because he gave me his word.
Which unlike you two, actually means something.
Ellis...
I really hope you catch him.
The kid was in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Tough luck for him, but I had to take him out.
Well, I heard the kid had a brother who's a cop.
The name is Cole Ellis.
So this is the USB stick you told the feds was lost.
I found it between the sofa cushions.
Must have fallen out of albert's pocket or something.
Do you actually expect me to believe that?
Yeah.
We'll talk about this later.
For now, I have a bunch of calls to make, starting with the feds.
Max, you can't be in here for this.
You don't work for us anymore.
Yeah. Of course.
I'll wait outside.
You just couldn't stay away, could you?
In a manner of speaking.
It's good you're here.
Graves' security team is going to be here in 15 minutes
to collect the imperial egg.
Probably going to want to thank you for getting it back.
- Fifteen minutes? - Yeah. You want a coffee?
No, thanks.
Good morning, Toni.
Ellis asked me to file this for him.
Sure.
Sign here.
Thanks.
_
Farewell, my lovely.
Freeze!
What are you doing in there?
I was just dropping something off for Ellis.
What are you doing here, Yates?
Paying up.
John Cougar Mellencamp.
Why thank you very much.
Okay. I'll bite.
When john does get brought into the morgue,
they often bring in fake IDs with funnier, weird names.
We have an office pool going on the names.
Last night, two john does got brought in, and Mr. Uriah Heep
and a Mr. John Cougar Mellencamp.
Hurts so good, don't it, Yates?
Did you say Uriah Heep?
Yeah. '70s progressive rock band
named after a character from David Copperfield.
Ooh, Graves' people have arrived.
Got to get that egg up for Simmons.
Hey, why are you calling me?
Are you in Bali already?
No, dad, I'm not...
You stopped in Monte Carlo, didn't you?
- No. Listen... - You're not in Reno, are you?
- Dad... - Do you remember the last time we were in Reno.
Whatever you do, do not set foot in Willy's tavern.
Dad, I only have a second.
A John Doe was brought into the morgue last night.
His id says Uriah Heep.
Um...
Are you okay?
Uh, yeah. I mean, it's a bit of a shock, but...
Wait, are you at the station?
What are you still doing in town?
- Where's the egg? - Gotta go, dad.
Max, where is the egg?!
I love you. I'll call you later.
Ricky, what happened to our egg?
Thank you, director. We greatly appreciate it.
So what'd they say?
There are thousands of hours of mob conversations
on this USB stick.
They're going to have to comb through it.
Chief, I've been waiting for over a year for a break
in my brother's case, and we've got one.
It's gonna take him a month just to assign somebody to it.
Please let me talk to the director.
You can't be involved.
Conflict of interest.
I know that's hard to hear,
but I promise you, I will keep on top of them.
Li, please.
I need to hear that you understand.
Yeah, I understand.
You almost lost everything when Daniel died.
This is going to bring up a lot of stuff for you.
I'm fine, Li.
- Thanks. - Ellis!
I said I'm fine, okay? Just because I understand it
doesn't mean I have to like it.
So what did Li say about the recording?
Um, I'm stepping back, actually. Feds are going to take over.
It's probably for the best.
Anyway, I need to put that egg back.
- I already did it. - You what?
Graves' people are coming to collect it.
You were busy.
Can you go five minutes without committing a felony?
?kay, okay.
Good morning, everyone.
Commissioner Russo, what can we do for you?
I have something important to talk to you about.
You two as well.
You think we're getting a key to the city?
No.
No one's giving you the key to anything... ever.
Tonight at 6:00,
I am announcing my candidacy for mayor.
Mazel tov.
We've all been on a great winning streak lately.
Maybe we are getting a key to the city.
Except for this recent robbery gang
- that's been terrorizing the city. - Maybe not.
Just last night, one of their getaway drivers
was killed in a high-speed chase.
We have yet to I.D. the driver.
And to be honest, we still don't have any leads.
That's why I need my best people on this.
- That means you. - Thank you, commissioner.
- I appreciate the compliment. - Her too.
- Wait. What? - What?
You like me. You really like me.
If it ain't broke, don't fix it.
I'm expecting great things.
Uh...
excuse me, ma'am.
Uh, sorry.
Now that our probation is officially over,
I was hoping that we could get back
to doing things the normal way.
Normal way is you obey a direct order.
And to be honest, I'm kind of busy.
I know all about the USB stick.
Withholding evidence from the feds
that could result in rescinding your probation,
but I am willing to let it go
because it could help find Ellis' brother's killer.
And because you can't prove I didn't just find it
and turn it in like a good citizen.
- What do you want? - Six more months off my dad's sentence.
- Two weeks. - Deal.
We're back in business.
Good luck.
So now do I get a badge?
The security cam images are from their last robbery,
their sixth in the last month.
No arrests.
But an officer at the scene said she got off a shot.
Thinks she hit one of the vehicles.
Why are their faces blurred?
You see, their caps have infra-red strobes.
Blinds the cameras.
Which is why we've not been able to id any of them.
Maybe we can figure out who they are by what they're stealing.
Like, if it was rum and parrots, they could be pirates.
First, it was your typical smash and grab,
but now they've upped their game.
One roll of sheet metal, high-intensity magnet,
electromagnetic pulse generator.
Well, someone wants an a on their science experiment.
We have no idea why they'd be stealing those items.
Unless they got some kind of a fence
they can sell it to on the black market.
Simmons, Yates, follow up on that.
What about the driver who was killed in the crash last night.
Let's talk to the coroner and see if she has anything.
Besides, I've never been down there before.
Really? You should check it out. It's a great spot for naps.
No naps for you, get to work.
Yeah.
Just heard about your brother's case, you all right?
No, not really.
Li says they're assembling some kind of organized crime task force,
but you and I both know how long that's going to take.
All right, well, just be patient,
focus on your case.
If you need to talk, let me know.
Thanks.
Twenty-two year old male, healthy.
Tox screen was clear.
Nothing in his stomach but energy drink.
It's freezing in here.
You guys got any complimentary robes or sweaters?
What else can you tell us about him?
Let me show you this.
I noticed his skin was abnormally oily
with a slightly fruity smell.
So I took the liberty of running a special screen
of his epidermis and found this.
A post-mortem screening
turned up traces of nitromethane on his skin.
- What's that? - Nitromethane is a chemical
that increases an engine's power by allowing
fuel to be burned at a higher than normal rate.
What?
The street racers use it to supercharge their cars.
Why didn't you just say that?
Simmons and Yates are running down a list of garages
that specialize in custom mods.
So you're thinking it's some kind of street racing crew?
If it is, they're down a driver.
- Could be a way in. - The street racing community is tight.
They don't trust just anybody.
Our anti-gang unit's been trying to break in for years.
- No luck. - Yeah, well you didn't have me.
I mean... us.
We can get in. We just need one itsy-bitsy little thing.
I'm afraid to ask, but what's that?
I can't believe you've had an all-you-can-eat car buffet
the entire time we've been working together
and you didn't tell me.
What else are you hiding from me?
My god, where do they keep the shoes?
Max, this is seized property, okay?
It's not a toy.
Besides, this thing's got V-8 engine
optimized power to weight ratio.
- It's not for beginners. - How come you know so much about cars?
My dad got one of these after he retired.
Sometimes we'd work on it together.
It's one of the few things we did without fighting.
Simmons and Yates, they got us a list of garages.
You ready?
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
- I'm driving. - Yeah. This isn't the bronco.
Have you done a 24-hour cannonball run on the autobahn?
I didn't think so.
Get in. Sandra dee.
? Yeah. I used to take a drive on the strip. ?
? Got a scoop? ?
? Bros in my hoopty my whip. ?
? Bring home that championship. ?
? Let's go. ?
Whatever it is, make it quick.
The master bakers have just entered the final round.
Did you just say master...
... Bakers, bakers.
Okay. Pause on that meringue.
Ellis and I need threads, 480 horsepower chic...
and fast, he's furious.
Say no more. I'll get you sorted.
- I need something too. - Oh, yeah. Sure.
Let's just pile something else onto this already stellar day.
I want you to find out who killed my brother.
Li said you can't be involved.
How can I just sit around and wait?
Ricky, I want you to use everything available to you.
You hear me?
Whatever you can do to figure out
whose voice that is on the recording.
And once you do, you call me and only me.
- You got it? - Doesn't anybody say please anymore?
I thought there were no grey areas.
Oh, that is not the same thing, Max.
Ellis, you could lose everything for good this time.
Let's not pretend we're friends
and that you actually care about what happens to me.
You're right. We're not friends,
because a real friend would have thanked me.
- Thanked you? - For risking everything
to hand over the one, the only real evidence in your brother's case.
Hey, hey, hey. Slow down.
What?! I can't hear you.
? ... uptown boulevard. ?
? Livin large. Oh my God! ?
? No charge. Goes, goes. ?
? Superstar. Ready, set. ?
? On your mark. Here we are. ?
The last place on the list so...
It's gotta be it.
The guy who runs this place is a legend
in the street racing game, Ryan Steliga.
Three years ago, he got out
after doing a five-year stint for robbery.
Now he and his wife, Nadia, run the garage.
Same game plan as before.
Yeah.
We're closed.
Damn.
We just got to town
and heard you do the best nitro mods around.
Hm. You heard wrong.
Nitro mods are illegal.
Are you sure this is the place that axel mentioned?
Elite drive automotive. Nadia and Ryan, right?
I'm supposed to be impressed you know axel sharp.
Well, he's the reason
I'm not allowed in the state of Louisiana anymore.
- I'm busy here. - I'm Danny, I ride. This is Ted.
He's my grease monkey.
Great with his tools. Tightest nuts you've ever seen.
Hey, babe, you almost done with that?
These two say they know Axel.
So do a lot of people.
Look, we're new to town and need a gig.
We heard rumors there's a crew who needs a new driver.
Pretty sure she said we're closed.
We get it. You don't know us. We don't know you.
Just looking for a chance to prove ourselves here.
She's the best driver I've ever seen.
We're still closed.
All right, well, I guess we're done here, then.
Oh, by the way,
there's too much methanol alcohol in that adhesive.
It's never gonna stick to the fiberglass
patched so many bullet holes in my time.
Wish I didn't know.
Leave your number.
If there's a race tonight, we'll let you know.
- This is amazing. - This is illegal.
Dancing was illegal in footloose.
It's still amazing.
There she is.
We're here.
What's next?
You need to impress us.
So you're the boss.
Show us what you can do.
And then maybe you can ask questions.
Wait a minute. Who is she racing?
The best.
Hey.
Ryan's got a nitro mod in there.
If you're gonna beat him, you're gonna have
to hit 100 miles an hour in eight seconds.
- You got that? - Are you worried about me?
I'm worried about the operation.
I spent three months in Monte carol with the formula one crew
and five months in Tennessee racing stock cars.
- Not to worry. - Does any of that even true?
Of course.
Or maybe I was playing Gran Turismo
when I was eight, but either way, I smoked those suckers.
Drivers... ready your engine.
Just stick to the plan and be careful.
Five.
Four.
Three.
Two.
One.
It's the cops!
Hey, wait!
Go, go, go, go! Come on!
Who has more fun than us?
- Everybody. - ? Not enough to go around. ?
? I got enough to go around. ?
? Who wants some? ?
? I got enough to go around. ?
? Big daddy don't have me... ?
Slow, slow, slow, slow down!
Look that way.
? When I talk, don't interrupt. ?
? I'ma live it up. ?
? Break it down and we fill it up. ?
? Let's go, let's go, let's go. ?
? No brakes, no brakes. ?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
? No brakes, no brakes ?
Okay.
You really like doing that, don't you?
Make that hard left up ahead.
We'll pull them away.
No guts, no glory.
Boom!
Duck!
Oh, that was fun.
Yeah, that was a blast.
Hey, it's a text from Ryan and Nadia.
- _ - We're in.
Yeah. Duh.
Any other time driving like that would get you arrested.
I'll take that as a compliment.
The point is that that it worked, Li, okay?
They bought it. They thought it was a real raid.
They trust us.
Do you know what the next job is?
No. Ryan and Nadia won't tell us,
but I'm sure we'll find out later when we meet the whole crew.
I'll have a full tactical team on standby.
You see enough for an arrest, we'll move in.
Yes, sir.
What is it?
I can expense driving gloves, right?
Handmade, Italian leather, soft as butter.
I ordered two pairs.
I'll just, uh...
I'll hand in my receipts.
Look.
That must be the EMP device they stole.
What kind of heist needs an EMP device?
I don't know, but they've kept us in
the dark long enough, that's for sure.
Is your car ready to go?
Ready?
We've been ready.
When are you going to tell us what this job is?
That's not up to us.
What do you mean?
I thought you two were in charge.
No, we just put the crew together.
Then who is in charge?
He is.
Jaws.
So...
you're the new hotshots.
Heard you got us out of a tight spot.
Yeah.
You two rolled into one hell of a payday.
How's a million each sound?
Sounds like the beginning of a beautiful friendship.
Sounds good to me.
Jaws.
We need to talk to you... now.
Damn it!
Who knows what else they're going to spring on us now?
I don't know, but a mil. I count six crew.
That's a $6 million payout.
Whatever they're after, it has to be big.
All right. I'm gonna call in chief Li.
We got more than enough proof for an arrest now.
Hey, look.
She looks upset.
I wonder what it is.
- You keep a watch out. - Max!
Max, get back here!
All right, chief, it's me. They're all here.
But one more thing,
they got a boss we didn't know about.
We love you so much.
So much.
Hey, stay strong. Okay?
Everything is going to be okay.
You're going to be home soon.
- When? - Very soon.
I promise.
They say you have to do what they tell you
or I won't see you again.
Did anyone hurt you?
No.
Jacob.
Hey, hey. We're gonna get him back.
We should go to the police.
You know that we can't.
Jaws says if the cops come anywhere near us,
we'll never see him again.
What if it goes wrong?
Hey, we've come this far.
Just one more.
Let's just finish the job and we'll get him back.
What do you got, Ricky?
So I ran the audio through a series of filters
with fancy names that you don't need to know.
There's a steady clicking sound in the background.
I thought that was just the quality of the recording.
Yeah, well, so did I, but it's actually a Zippo lighter.
Opening and closing.
Exactamundo.
This last piece was something I brought up
at the very end of the recording, listen.
Well, I heard the kid had a brother who's a cop.
Name is Cole Ellis.
When I take out his voice
and bring up the background.
That's pool hall.
Right.
Okay, I'll run it through the profiling database.
Ellis, please.
I don't show up to parties with flour and eggs.
All right, I bring the cake.
I already hacked into your system and did that.
I'll just pretend I didn't hear that.
His name is Billy O'brien, nicknamed Zippo
because of a nervous tic
always flicking a Zippo open and shut.
Last year, for his probation, he got a job at a pool hall.
What's this guy's deal? What's his story?
A mob enforcer,
a guy that gets to do the dirty work.
If you want, I could call in an anonymous tip to the feds.
No, no, no, no, don't do that.
Just find him and tell me where he is.
I'm not one to talk, given my career choices,
but are you sure you want to do that?
Ricky. Do it.
Whatever you say.
We need to call off the raid.
What? Why?
Nadia and Ryan have a son.
Jaws kidnapped him to force them to do the robberies.
Chief Li's tactical teams are en route right now.
If the police come through that door,
they'll never see their son again.
What do we do?
I don't think we have a choice.
Green light. Move! Go go go!
Freeze!
Go, go!
Clear!
What the hell?
You've reached Cole Ellis. Leave a message at the tone.
Ellis. Call me.
I'm gonna kill them both.
Man, that was close.
We almost lost everything.
You just stay strong. It's gonna be fine, okay.
Who told him we were there?
We didn't.
I promise. We heard it on the scanner.
- What about them? - No way.
We had eyes on them the whole time.
Maybe it's a sign, you know,
we lay low for a while.
Listen, this is our only window.
We missed this, we missed the payday.
So either you're in or you're out.
We're in.
- Yeah, we're in. - We're in.
Let's get to it.
You did great.
You guys better know what you're doing.
If jaws ever finds out that you're cops
and that we're helping you...
it can cost us our son.
We didn't have any other choice.
And any raid would just put your son in more danger.
I can't believe our lives have come to this again.
It's all my fault.
That your son got kidnapped.
I used to work for jaws.
I was the best in the game.
One night it all went bad.
I got arrested.
Jacob was born while Ryan was on the inside.
He didn't see his kid for years.
I promise her never again.
I went straight, I built up a business.
Everything was great.
We were all so happy.
Jaws gave him a chance of a lifetime.
He wanted him to put together a first-class crew.
Ryan refused.
And that's when he took your son as leverage.
We will do anything to save our boy.
Even if it means breaking the law again.
Sometimes you gotta break the rules
to protect the ones you care about.
So I guess it means we're pulling a heist.
The transport truck, traveling east.
In the cab, two drivers, both armed.
Three of us will move in the triangle formation.
Once he's boxed in, we slow him down.
Rick will then get into firing position
and take his shot with the EMP.
And shut the truck down.
Hands up! Hands up!
The guards will set off the alarm.
We'll have two minutes.
Two minutes.
Keep your hands where I can see them.
Don't be a hero and you'll be okay.
Guards are instructed not to leave the truck
because it's impenetrable.
That's where Ted comes in.
That's hydrogen cyanide.
It'll kill you in 30 seconds if you don't get out.
Wait. Hold up.
We're not actually putting poisonous gas in the truck, right?
Of course not. But they won't know that.
Turn around. Turn around.
Tommy and I will neutralize the guards.
They will take one, and we'll open up the trailer's rear door.
The only way in is a retinal scan of one of the guards.
The shipping is secured to the floor of the truck
with magnetized bolts.
Sixty seconds.
The magnet is the only way to release the retaining bolts.
Then we go to work on the device, breaking it down.
One. Two. Three.
Forty seconds, people. Move it.
Three bags.
Three cars.
Each car will take a section of the device.
Go, go, go!!!
Everybody will fan out. We drive like hell.
We meet back at the new location.
Each briefcase has a cool half million inside.
First payment for a job well done.
I took the screenshot last time we talked to him.
Send me that.
Hey, when are you gonna tell us what that thing is?
It's a money machine.
Literally.
Like counterfeiting.
That's for amateurs.
This baby was headed for the mint.
It's a high-end offset printer.
It imprints security strips and holograms on everything
from freshly printed currency to stock certificates.
So anything it prints would be indistinguishable
from the real thing.
I'm about to become the answer
for all the underworld's counterfeiting needs.
Genius.
Evil genius, but... genius.
Okay, you got what you want.
Now tell us where our son is.
- No. - We did everything you asked.
We've already had a couple of close calls.
I'm not giving up the only insurance I've got
that you'll keep your mouth shut.
What do you think that I called the cops?
You've been out of the game for a few years.
Maybe you've gone soft.
Once I'm safely on my way,
I'll send the other half of the payments.
Then I'll drop a pin to the kid's location.
Look, we signed up for a heist, all right?
Nobody said anything about a kidnapping.
Who the hell is this guy?
Just a part of the crew.
Part of the family.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
You're not part of my family. You're a nobody.
Nobody's have a habit of disappearing.
Listen, Jaws.
Everyone knows you're the smartest guy here,
so why don't you do the smart thing,
get in the van and go your merry way.
What the hell was that?
We trusted you two!
Why the hell did you let him go?!
What are we supposed to do now?
He's the only one who knows where our son is.
No, he's not.
As soon as I realized
he had no intention of telling us where the kid was,
I took a look at the screenshot Nadia sent.
- You see what I see? - A terrified young boy.
A boy who wears glasses.
You see, right here in one of the lenses.
- It's like a reflection... - Of a rusted old radio tower.
So I looked it up online.
It's right beside an abandoned transmitter building.
I know it. That tower's east of here.
Five minutes away.
Ricky, you're on speaker. You got both of us.
Ellis, I found him.
Daniel's killer?
His last ping puts him at a motel.
I'm dropping the pin to you now.
Okay. It looks like it's five minutes west
of where we are now.
The boy is five minutes this way.
Your brother's killer...
In the opposite direction.
Ellis, what are we going to do?
- Jacob! - Jacob!
Come here, my boy.
Jacob!
He's in there.
He's cuffed inside. On the right.
Right on it.
- Hey! - We missed him.
What? How?
Zippo fled the motel.
We tracked him all the way to a local airport
where he stole a prop plane at gunpoint.
What? Who tipped him off?
No one. We searched his car.
He had a police scanner in there.
He must have known we were coming.
Damn it!
We're trying to locate the plane through the transponder.
Good news is, Yates picked up jaws on the run.
Yeah, he's going away for a long time.
Ellis...
Ellis, are you there?
Yeah. Yeah. I'm here. That's great.
Hey, listen, I'm sorry I dropped the ball on this one.
Don't be, you tried.
Thank you.
You did the right thing.
I know.
Now, it's probably going to cost me my job.
Let me get this straight.
You've been what? Back at your desk 48 hours,
and you've already deliberately disobeyed my orders.
Not to mention how you tracked this guy down
after I told you specifically to drop it!
So you give me one good reason
why I shouldn't send you back to the boat.
Sir...
Because I did it.
I called Simmons.
Ellis didn't even know about it.
It was very eleventh hour.
You found the killer?
Well, Ricky did.
A good hacker can locate most things.
Ricky can get you Lindsay Lohan's credit score
in three minutes. It's 8:25.
Lindsay's really got it together these days.
Simmons, get in here.
Max called you?
Yeah, she called me.
And I got an update for you.
The transponder stopped sending a signal
About five miles outside the airport.
He must have disabled it.
We can't track him anymore.
So he could literally be anywhere by now.
Okay, everyone out. Except you.
Thank you.
Max, just saved your ass.
You and I both know she's lying.
Russo's here.
Congrats on a job well done everyone.
We caught the gang and confiscated six million in cash.
Our deal still stands, right? Two weeks off my dad's sentence.
Of course. I'm a woman of my word.
Max, how long are you staying in town?
I think I'm going to stick around until my dad gets out.
Perfect. Then my favorite dynamic
duo is here to stay.
Or at least until I get elected.
Maybe that's not the best idea, ma'am.
I'm assuming you don't want to go back on the boat.
And you'd like to take some more time off your father's sentence?
Does limey Cyrus buy herself flowers?
Does public enemy fight the power?
Then we have a mutually beneficial arrangement.
Stand by for your next assignment.
Thank you.
Anytime.
But if you really want to thank me,
you can let me keep the Mustang.
That's not happening.
But it's just sitting there in an impound lot, languishing.
Max.
Not yet.
Okay.
We'll take it slow.
So let's get this straight.
You were supposed to steal the $33 million egg,
ditch the cop, leave town and not call me.
But instead, you gave back the egg,
you partnered with Ellis again,
you stuck around, and you called me.
And I'm supposed to be grateful
you got a couple of weeks knocked off my sentence.
And that's what I love about you
always finding the silver lining.
I don't understand. Why are you sticking around?
I took this from Uriah Heep.
He's dead.
But 33 million is nothing
compared to what this can get us.
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