Previously on Wild Cards...
I'm so bored being stuck in this chair all day.
Told you not to jump in the children's ball pit.
You're benched.
- Ellis, Simmons, you're up. - Yes, sir.
Like old times. Only now I'm driving.
Our deal still stands, right?
Of course.
- So what about us? - What about us?
Are we gonna stay partners?
- What do you want? - Six more months of my dad's sentence.
Two weeks.
Oh... god.
Ricky!
I'm brace-free and ready for some fun.
What should we do today?
Turtle racing, hot air ballooning, karaoke brunch?
I'm going away for the weekend.
And you are getting this affront to taste out of our apartment.
It's for the office.
Oh, in that case, I welcome you with open arms.
You can't leave.
I've been cooped up in this apartment for too long.
I need a frolic.
I'm sorry, jellybean.
My amateur theater group
is doing a sacred, silent retreat in a yurt in Oregon.
Anyways, I gotta run. I'm already late.
Fine.
Hey, guys, I'm back. You miss me?
How's the foot?
You know, ready for action. What are we working on?
We are all off to the annual
Police and Law Enforcement Conference and Expo.
Ooh, is that like an amusement park for detectives?
It's more like a chance for big tech companies
to peddle a bunch of elaborate and expensive gadgets
the department will never buy.
But the swag bags are epic.
Ooh! Oh, yeah.
I gotta have my Christmas gifts out of that bag.
Although giving my nephew infrared goggles
was a bit of a misfire.
Okay, great. So when do we leave?
You can't come with us.
Kind of a badge only thing.
Since when has that stopped me.
Max, they're strict on credentials and punctuality.
We need to roll. Let's go guys.
Honestly, it's not that fun.
I wouldn't even go if it wasn't mandatory.
Oh, no worries.
I'm long overdue for a catch-up with my dad.
He's been begging me to come see him more.
- Okay. - Oh, and don't forget your badge.
Say hi to your dad for me, huh?
Honey, you really should have called.
Today's not the best day.
But I brought your favorite custard tarts.
I have the whole day to myself.
Good. Good, honey, good for you.
Go knock yourself out.
What do you mean?
I remember a time when you pulled the Bolivian Boondoggle,
the Golden Goose Gambit and the Cuckoo's Nest,
all within 24 hours.
Don't think I've ever been so been so proud.
So, kiddo, the world's your oyster.
Get out there and get shucking.
I was just hoping that we could spend some time together.
You know, there's nothing I love more.
But...
But I'm about to run a poker game
with the boys over in Block C.
Really? You're ditching me for a card game?
It's time sensitive.
Thanks to you, I've only got so many more weeks left in here.
And hedge fund sleazebag is being released tomorrow.
So if I don't take them down tonight,
I miss my shot.
Okay, business before pleasure. I get it.
You sure you're okay?
Yes. I'm fine. Now go enjoy yourself.
- Win that yacht. - You read my mind.
Besides, we'll have all the time in the world together soon.
- Love you, honey. - Love you.
I'm taking these.
One move and you're dead.
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I don't have a wallet, but you can help yourself
to some mint chocolate chip ice cream.
I don't want your money.
Then what do you want?
Turn around. I want to watch your face while I pull the trigger.
Because you light up my life, baby.
- Maddy! - I got you, didn't I?
Hi.
Man, this is a nice place.
- Whose is it? - It's mine.
- Are you settling down? - For the time being.
Man, so the rumors are true.
What rumors?
Five Dice Darcy told me you were working for the cops.
I called him a dirty liar.
Okay, first of all, Darcy is a dirty liar,
but just not about that.
- Wait, you went cop? - No, I'm not a cop.
I'm a police consultant, temporarily.
I'm just trying to shave time off my dad's sentence.
So I don't hear from you for six months,
all of a sudden, you're living in the upside down.
I know I should have called.
Yeah, or emailed or smoke signal or something, I don't know.
How's George holding up?
You know, my dad,
he could always make a good thing out of a bad situation.
Have you talked to your dad lately?
No, I haven't heard from him the last couple of years.
I think the last I heard,
he was running some kind of a con in the Everglades
with an alligator farm.
And how about you?
Last we spoke, you were working on a con
on the Duke of Lichtenburg.
Yeah, I had to drop that.
What happened?
I got caught snogging the chauffeur.
Okay, that's not like you to mess up a con for a beau.
- Was it serious? - You know what?
I just... this is not why I'm here, okay?
I'm here because we are the grifter sisters,
the con queens, the dynamic duo, together again.
Where is your closet?
Yes.
And... done.
Eyeliner game still A+.
- Now, what about your con game? - What do you mean?
Come on, you always have a long con running. Spill the tea.
The tea is that I'm working time off my dad's sentence.
You sure that's all?
Yes.
I'm gonna get the door.
You're holding out on me, I know it.
- Hey! - Hey.
What are you doing here?
Look, I know you couldn't come to the tech conference so,
I thought I'd bring the tech conference to you.
- A swag bag? - Yeah.
You shouldn't have.
Now I see why you've been holding out on me.
Hi. Are you the boyfriend?
- No. - No, definitely not.
Oh, well, it's a pleasure to meet you, Detective...
Ellis.
Ellis is my partner, and this is...
Kelsey, Kelsey Beckford. I'm an old friend from school.
Nice to meet you, Kelsey. Where are you traveling from?
Latvia. Just landed this morning.
Huh? Latvia.
It's a long way to travel for a friend.
Oh, not to see your best friend, though.
I've known Max forever.
Tragically, I do not know a single thing about you.
Would you care to join us tonight?
Oh, I don't think Ellis wants
to join our girls' night, do you?
No.
Thanks for the offer, but lots of paperwork to do back at the office.
- Yeah. - Suit yourself.
Um... don't you think you should finish getting ready?
I was born ready.
I thought you were home-schooled.
Oh, who knew that you paid attention.
Who is she?
Just an old friend.
- What are you up to, Max? - Nothing.
You know, when you say nothing, it's usually something, right?
Why are you so suspicious?
It's literally my job.
Okay, well, how about you go and do your job
because apparently I'm not needed today.
So you just run along and do your little cop things
'cause this here is just two girls
hitting the town like old times.
Okay. Good night.
This is Detective Ellis.
Look, I just sent you some print scans to run.
Give me the results as soon as you can.
So what are your intentions
with Captain tall drink of justice.
Oh shut up. He is just my partner.
Oh, yeah, I'm so sure.
I don't know, maybe this whole domestic coma thing,
maybe it's not an act.
Maybe...
you've gone soft.
I am not... soft.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Prove it.
Okay. You remember the rules.
No repeats, no cheap marks, and absolutely no getting made.
Beautiful.
Okay. Best out of five.
So Max's friend's name is Maddy Jenton.
Charges include identity theft, fraud, and forgery.
Great.
I know.
Max could be pulling another con.
I thought we were past this.
Your call has been forwarded
to an automatic voice message system.
In my defense, I didn't see the dog in the back seat.
- We have to give the dog back. - We can give the dog back.
Why do I have to give back the car?
Because I'm trying to get my dad out of jail,
not join him.
Dude, don't you miss this?
Don't you miss the thrill of the con?
Don't you miss the rush?
Yes. I've had a blast.
It's been so good seeing you.
But tomorrow's a school day. Okay, we need to go home.
Okay. We're tied.
Can we do one more for the win?
Look, just break into a locker.
I bet you can't do it in less than 30 seconds.
Too easy.
Is it? Or are you afraid that you have lost
your skill with a lock pick?
I don't even need a lock pick.
Okay?
Great, tough guy. What about, uh, locker 13?
Okay.
Watch and see.
Oh, hello.
Now, don't you do this. This is crime.
I'm sorry, sweetie.
Hey! Transit cops! Come on, move it!
Move, move, move, move, move, move!
- Hey! - Get in the car, baby! Come on!
Max, where the hell are you?
I've been trying to call you for over an hour.
We've got a case. Call me.
Hi. Detective Ellis.
Name's Ernie. I run security here.
- I'll take you to the scene. - Thanks. Did you know the victim?
Yeah. Josh Hanson, the club's tennis pro.
Everyone around here is really broken up about it.
He was a great guy.
Terrible way to go.
Hey, Ellis.
Where's Max?
She, uh, she couldn't make it today.
What have we got?
See these, second degree burns. He was in here for hours.
But even if he'd fallen asleep,
wouldn't the pain from the burns be enough to wake him up?
Normally, I'd say yes, but that probably didn't help.
Right. So he passed out because of the alcohol,
but then died of a what... heatstroke?
That's what I'm thinking.
I'll need to do a full exam to be sure.
- What about the time of death? - Somewhere between midnight and 3 a.m.
Was there any security cameras?
None on the grounds.
The clientele values their privacy.
Who found the body?
That would be our club's GM, Bob.
Bob.
All right, let's go talk to Bob.
I still can't believe he's gone.
I'm sorry for your loss.
Do you know what Josh might have been doing
so late at night in the steam room?
Oh, he had an apartment on the club grounds,
so a late-night steam was kind of his thing
after a long day of lessons.
What about the drinking? Is that also his thing?
Yeah.
He's had a bit of a problem ever since his injury.
What injury?
As soon as he joined the pro circuit,
he blew his knee out.
Go figure.
That's me and Josh.
We met at tennis camp at Boca when we were 16.
We were the scholarship kids.
We both loved the game, but...
he was the one with the real talent.
He went the pro route,
I went corporate, ended up here.
- It's a long friendship. - He's a godfather to my son.
After rehab, he needed a job.
I made him the club's tennis pro.
Gave him the apartment for free.
Did Josh's drinking ever interfere here at work?
No, no. Never.
Josh had his issues, but he was the best, okay?
Everybody loved him. I mean, you could...
I'm sorry, I just...
A lot to process.
Of course. Well, thank you for your time.
I may need to ask your staff a few questions,
but I think you and I are done for now.
Yeah. Whatever you need.
Thank you.
Hey Chief, what's up?
Ellis, get back to the station now.
- You're off the case. - What?
- Why? - Just do it.
Okay, okay. I'm coming.
I swear I'm gonna return the dog
once I remember where she came from.
It's not about the dog.
Max Mitchell, you're under arrest for the murder of Josh Hanson.
Hold this.
Okay. You don't need to hear that.
Anything to say?
Yeah. Can I get an aspirin?
This is serious, Max. Cybercrimes Unit found a hit
on Josh Hanson's life on the dark web.
They staked out the bus lockers,
and you were caught on camera picking up the payment.
Maybe make that two aspirins.
You don't actually think she did this, do you?
No, of course not.
But I do wonder if she's involved maybe.
What are you saying?
I'm saying you just got your desk back.
This is Max.
Friend to friend, you might want to pull back,
you know, protect yourself.
What were you doing on that video?
Okay. Yes, I broke into the locker.
Why that specific locker?
I don't know, because it was there.
You don't actually think I killed anyone, do you?
Max, who were you with last night?
Lola. Just Lola.
Why are you lying to me?
Yeah, and why the hell are you protecting her?
Simmons, tox screen came back on your vic.
All right. Thanks, Tony.
Ellis, he pulled you off the case.
And where's Maddy now?
I don't know.
All I know is that I woke up in the morning and she was gone.
- And the bag? - Also gone.
Max, listen to me very carefully.
- You need to cooperate with us. - I am cooperating.
And I'm trying to help you, but the commissioner is furious.
If you get charged with murder,
the department will have to sever
any and all affiliations with you.
Any previous agreements and arrangements
will become null and void.
And this includes our deal for your father's early release.
Ellis.
I thought you were off the case.
I'm observing today.
Thank you.
I found traces of digoxin in the vic's system.
It's a heart medication
except his medical records show it was never prescribed to him.
So you think he could have been drugged?
Most likely.
There are no recreational benefits to taking it.
What happens if a healthy person took digoxin?
Their blood pressure would plummet.
likely leading to unconsciousness.
Adding alcohol to the mix,
I'm sure just speeds all that up, right?
What about his burn?
The dermal and subcutaneous burns
are consistent with temperatures over 200 degrees.
Right. But all those steam rooms
have limiters on the thermostat
so that they can never reach those temperatures, right?
Correct.
So someone knew that Josh would be drinking,
drugged him with the digoxin to knock him out,
futz with the thermostat
and then just... left him in there to fry.
All right. Well, now we know for certain this is a murder case.
Work with me here.
The murder happened between midnight and 3 a.m.
Do you have an alibi?
Yeah!!!
Lola bit the delivery guy.
The delivery guy?
I ordered takeout.
Ordering food isn't an alibi.
It is when you take selfies with every single delivery person.
Okay. Look at this.
Pizza, Chinese, perogies, poutine
and pizza again.
Well, that explains the heartburn.
I'll take this to I.T. to confirm the timestamps.
I'll be back.
At least I got you, Lola.
The dog's owner is here.
Hand her over.
Never change, kid.
Ellis.
Max's alibi checks out.
Good.
Yeah, but unless we find her friend,
she'll be charged with solicitation to commit murder.
I don't know why Max is protecting Maddy like that.
Go find out.
Yes, sir.
So, I guess, I'm not a murderer after all.
Nobody thought that, Max.
Oh, could have fooled me.
I thought you thought you were my partner,
and then you went behind my back to check up on my friend
when there wasn't even a murder yet.
Yeah, and I was right about her.
Are you gonna put all my friends through a database?
So I should just go get their fingerprints now
and get it over with.
Friends? Really? She set you up.
Also, why do you keep protecting a murderer?
Can you stop calling her that?
I've been friends with Maddy since I was six years old.
My dad and her dad were in the same line of work.
Line of work, really?
You mean, they're con men.
Think what you will about my dad.
But he always gave me a caring and stable home life,
unlike Maddy's.
Her dad would disappear for weeks on end
when he was playing a con, so she would stay with us a lot.
She was the fun one.
The cool one. The wild one.
She was always a little bit of a train wreck.
My dad would call her Hurricane Maddy
because she would storm into our lives
and bring all this excitement,
and then she would take things one step too far,
and we'd have to clean up her mess.
So then why do you keep doing it?
I don't know.
Growing up, I had friends all over,
but no one who I could be honest with
about who I was or who my parents were.
With Maddy, I could.
I felt like she was the only person in the world
who really understood me,
who I felt safe telling all my secrets to.
Her and I have been through a lot together.
Do you know what it's like to care for somebody
who also drives you nuts?
I think I have an idea.
Maddy might be a lot of things,
but she is not a killer.
I just think that your history with her
is clouding your judgment.
You guys aren't kids anymore, Max.
She solicited a murder on the dark web.
She told you which locker to break into,
and she made damn sure that she wasn't the one caught on camera.
Now, you and your dad's freedom are on the line because of her.
That's one hell of a mess to clean up.
At a certain point,
you're gonna have to pick whose side you're on.
How'd you find me?
You're kryptonite. Bacon-infused waffles.
You always get them before a getaway flight.
You know, my dad always used to say
if they bust you in the airport,
don't let it be on an empty stomach.
It might have been the only good thing I ever got from him.
I'm starving.
Really? You're not gonna share even after setting me up?
What are you talking about?
You made sure I was the one on camera
when you told me to take that money.
They arrested me, Maddy.
Oh, bummer.
Who? Your new friends?
Might want to consider a change of career.
The guy you were paid to kill is dead.
Wait, what? I didn't kill anybody.
You better hope you can prove that.
And you set me up.
Yeah, I set you up.
Maddy Jenton...
you're under arrest for the murder of Josh Hanson.
Stand up. Put your hands behind your back.
You're unbelievable.
All right, let's go. Come on.
Is this fun for you?
Says it right here.
I want Josh Hanson taken care of before next Wednesday,
and make it hurt. Period, finito.
That's a message on the dark web
hiring you to kill Josh Hanson.
I...
Detective, me a killer?
I am a simple girl who just rolled into town
to see my supposed best friend,
and would you look at the mess that she got me into.
Oh, please. You pulled me into a Catfish Killer.
What's a Catfish Killer?
It's a con.
- You pose as a hit man. - Or hit woman.
You collect half of the payment,
and then you don't go through with the hit.
- So where's the money? - Why do you think I know where...?
She's the one who's on camera taking it out of the locker.
Sir.
And?
Maddy's alibi checks out.
After she left Max's place,
cameras have her at the casino all night.
She lost a bundle at the craps table.
I did. Thank you for the reminder.
Can I go now?
Until Cybercrimes can decode the encryption
on the dark-net messages and prove that it's Maddy,
we can't hold her.
So... that would be a yes then.
- You're free to go. - Great.
Thank you, Detective.
So you're just gonna leave again?
Why do you want to arrest me again?
I'm trying to work time off my dad's sentence,
and I might lose everything because of you.
Honey, I didn't make you do anything you didn't want to do.
You know what? Just go.
I'm trying. You're stopping me.
Well, I thought you might actually want to stay and help
since you're the one that caused this mess.
Why?
You have all your new cop friends.
Ask them.
So someone paid for a hit, then did it themselves.
Well, that doesn't make any sense.
Nevertheless, your vic is dead.
Well, is it possible that two different people wanted Josh dead?
I mean, everybody at the tennis club said
that both the staff and the members loved him.
Obviously not everyone.
Go back. See what you can dig up.
All right.
I'll get the payroll department to send us a list of employees.
Yeah, yeah, whatever.
Come on, McEnroe, grab your fuzzy balls and come with me.
Hey, I think we should get the department
to spring for a membership here.
Oh, yeah, I'll get right on that.
Now, remember, everybody still thinks that Josh's death was an accident.
Well, the longer the killer thinks that
the greater the chance he'll slip up.
I want to get started with the staff.
And I'm gonna start with a daiquiri.
And so I asked her what she was doing,
and she said, don't look at me, that's not my ocelot.
Can you believe it? She's such a nut.
I love her so much.
And here she is. Speak of the devil.
I was just telling them all about you.
Everyone... this is Jenny.
Jenny Jerome of the Long Island Jeromes.
Right, and before you ask, yes, those Jeromes.
What can I say?
Okay. Baby food has been very good to my family.
Who would have thought puréed carrots
would buy me a new beach house.
Oh, but if you'll excuse Samantha and I for a moment.
Oh, another round on her.
Sure. See you later.
Yes. I knew you'd remember the Samantha and Jenny routine.
How did you know I'd be here?
You're a cop. This is the scene of the crime. Where else would you be?
I think I got us the lay of the land.
It's Peyton and Lisa.
So, queen bee, wannabe queen bee.
They got all the tea.
I figured they'd spill if we run a little War of the Roses,
play doubles with them, pretend to be mad at each other.
Maddy, stop. I am mad at you.
- I thought you wanted my help. - I did, but, Maddy...
- What? - It's always like this.
It's always like what?
Hurricane Maddy, blow into my life,
create a bunch of chaos and expect me to clean up your mess.
Okay, first you say you want my help, so I'm helping.
Now you don't want my help. What do you want from me?
I want you to tell me why you came to town.
Why did you come here?
I need a reason to see my best friend.?
No, but you usually have one.
Did you just need a fall girl for your con?
Wow, dude.
Okay, you know what?
I came here to see if I even still have a friend.
- And I guess I got my answer. - What's that supposed to mean?
Ever since we were kids,
no matter where we were in the world,
no matter what con we were running,
no matter what was going on in our lives,
we took care of each other.
I haven't talked to you in six months.
And the last time I called you, I was really, really upset.
About the chauffeur?
Yes, about the chauffeur.
You didn't call me back.
And you know what? That's fine.
Life gets busy. So I tried again.
Nothing.
And then I came up here because I thought, well, maybe I did something wrong,
but no, it turns out you've just moved on.
Maddy, I had so much going on at the time.
I'd just gotten arrested.
I was trying to keep myself out of jail,
and I was trying to revise my plan to get Olivier...
Right. And then you did all of those things
and still nothing because you got a new life.
You got a job, you got a boy,
and you do not need me anymore, do you?
Excuse me, ladies. Your court is ready.
Thank you so much.
We're not done here.
Not by a long shot, but right now I gotta kick your ass.
Hey, girls. Jenny and I were thinking about
playing a couple of mixed doubles.
You want to come?
Oh, you two are an absolute gas.
We need more people like you around here.
Don't we, Lisa?
Oh, absolutely.
I think Bob just lost his house.
I didn't know we paid him enough to own a house.
Who is she?
bringing into your office every day!!!
His soon to be ex-wife, Sandra.
They're going through a nasty divorce.
We've all been there.
Some more than others.
All right.
Ladies, time to put your balls where your mouths are.
What do you say we make it a little more interesting.
Why don't we switch partners?
Oh, well, we've never played against each other.
I'm always Peyton's partner.
Could be fun. Let's do it.
- Come here. - All right.
May the best player win.
Nice.
You two like to play hard.
This isn't a game, Peyton.
It's not?
This is war.
And Peyton, she's not your friend.
She isn't?
Look, you're the queen around here.
And Lisa wants your throne. Can't you see that?
Yeah.
If you don't take Peyton down a notch,
you are going to be living in her shadow... forever.
Is that what you want?
No.
Lisa's been telling everyone around here my butt isn't real.
This butt... is all Peyton.
Well, then let's show her what that butt is made of.
Yeah.
Nice.
Oh! Come on.
That was in!
I don't get why you're back here
if he died of heatstroke.
We're just trying to be thorough.
Now, did you notice anything different or strange
about Josh's behavior before he died?
Actually a little, yeah.
He told me he was moving out.
He was going to give up his free apartment?
Did he tell you why?
No, but he had lessons all day.
So he asked me to drop off a security deposit
at his new place.
That was strange to you?
He handed me ten grand in cash for the deposit.
Josh was usually broke.
Any idea where he got the money?
No idea.
Okay. Can you let me into his place?
So are you saying Lisa was sleeping with Josh?
I know she was.
That sweet and shy act is all for
that stick in the mud husband of hers.
You're saying Peyton got more out of her time with Josh
than a better forehand?
I think you mean foreplay.
Look, I'm not one to spread rumors, but...
whatever happens in the steam room
stays in the steam room.
Is Lisa in love with him?
I can't imagine anyone being in love with that lizard.
You think Peyton loved Josh?
Oh, God, I hope not.
Josh wasn't the catch everyone thought he was.
All right, let's go get 'em.
- Peyton! - Yeah!
- Suck it, Lisa! - Bite me, Peyton!
You're a sore loser. You always were.
Okay. Easy ladies.
You don't want to say something you'll regret, okay?
I think what's really going on here is anger, not grief.
Hey, you know, it's possible
that both of you have some unresolved feelings
about Josh's death.
- That jerk! - That jerk!
No, I'm glad he's dead.
How can you say that? You were sleeping with him.
Yes. So were you.
So were half the ladies in this club.
I bet that made you jealous as hell.
Not even close.
That money-sucking leech didn't care about anyone.
You mean...
Not you too.
Okay, get this.
I just found $250,000 cash hidden in Josh's apartment.
There's no way a tennis coach makes that kind of money legally.
Maybe it was drugs.
Not unless love is a drug.
What did you find out?
Josh was having sexy times
with some of the wealthy married women at the club.
He recorded their sexcapades in the steam room
and then blackmailed them, including Peyton and Lisa.
Either they paid up
or Josh would send the video to their husbands.
That would explain why multiple people wanted Josh dead.
All right, meet me in the steam room.
I was promised cucumber water.
Really? What the hell is she doing here?
It is a long story.
Don't blame her.
I am here out of the goodness of my own heart.
And she did help us get that information about Josh.
Fine. I found where the camera was hidden.
It's an ethernet cable.
I think the camera was connected to it
and that's how they were uploading the footage.
Maddy!
What?
I thought maybe you and I could enjoy a little,
post-tennis wind-down.
Turn it off.
Wait. Not yet.
That's the spirit.
_
- "Bob killed me." - "Bob killed me."
Okay, we know Josh had digoxin in his system,
so Bob probably spiked his scotch
and locked him in here.
And Josh regained consciousness
just in time to write that message before he died.
This is great. Let's go.
Let's go get our killer. Let's go.
- It's not how the law works. - It's not how the law works.
Why?
He literally wrote who killed him on the thing.
You need more than invisible words written in steam.
Oh, God. You people are exhausting.
All right. What now?
Bob and Josh were best friends.
They met as teenagers. They grew up together.
Why would you kill your best friend?
Oh, I could think of a few reasons why.
We know that Josh was blackmailing the women
that he was sleeping with.
Well, Peyton and Lisa
said that Bob was in the middle of a messy divorce.
Maybe Josh was sleeping with Bob's wife, too.
She was at the court today. They were fighting.
All right, I'll go talk to her.
And you make sure this one stays out of trouble.
What am I, a tween? I don't need a babysitter.
Sure you don't.
Don't worry about her. She'll be fine.
Look, I'm sorry, but I have to ask.
Were you having an affair with Josh Hanson?
What? Absolutely not.
I've known Josh since we were teenagers.
Did he and Bob get into an argument recently?
I wouldn't be surprised. Bob and I are getting divorced.
Josh was going to testify on my behalf.
Wait a minute. He was going to testify against his best friend?
Listen, what does any of this have to do with Josh's death?
I thought it was an accident.
Were you not aware
that Josh was blackmailing women at the tennis club?
Sandra, if you know something about this,
I need you to tell me.
I only just found out.
Also, Bob was in on the scheme as well.
The two of them were in on it together?
When I filed for divorce,
Bob threatened to take my son away from me.
Could he do that?
I mean, did he have the grounds to?
He was going to claim I'm an unfit parent.
What a joke.
But there's enough CEOs,
judges and politicians at the club
who would be willing to do good-old Bob a favor.
I wouldn't stand a chance.
When Josh heard that, he confessed everything to me.
Josh was going to testify
to help me win the custody case against Bob.
But if he came clean about the blackmailing,
he would have been incriminating himself.
Okay, look, are you sure
that there was nothing going on between you and Josh?
We all met when we were 16.
Both guys had a crush on me but...
I chose Bob.
Even so, I know Bob was always jealous of Josh.
I had no idea Josh still loved me all these years later.
He said working for Bob was humiliating,
but he'd taken the job to be close to me.
You on medication?
Digoxin for a small heart murmur.
Nothing serious.
What day was Josh going to testify against Bob?
Well, we were going to court on Wednesday.
Why? Is that important?
It certainly does explain the timing of all this.
Bob knew Josh was going to spill the beans in court
Right. That's why the message on the dark web said,
I need Josh Hanson taken care of before next Wednesday.
And he needed Josh dead before the court date.
Okay, so we know Bob had access to digoxin,
but that doesn't prove that he drugged Josh
and locked him in the steam room.
Unless we get him to confess.
Well yeah, of course. But how?
I think I have an idea.
I just need to fix something first.
And I'm so sorry
about telling everyone about your butt implants.
Oh. Forget it.
After all I've been saying about you,
it's water under the bridge.
Let's just keep the past in the past.
Period, finito.
Hey.
I know you're still mad at me.
- What do you mean? - I'm sorry.
For what?
I didn't mean to ghost you.
Could have fooled me.
I hate when you get like this,
but I know that's why you're doing it.
Oh, you know me so well.
Of course I do.
And you know me better than anyone.
And you've always been there for me,
even though you are a huge pain in the ass.
Look, I know I had a lot going on at the time,
but I never should have taken you for granted.
You're my best friend, and I'll always need you.
Damn it, Maddy,
I love you.
How do you always do this? I love you, too.
Come here, Tiny.
And now I need your help.
I'm intrigued.
And your special talents.
Go on.
Turn around slowly.
Yeah. We want to see your face when we kill you.
Who the hell are you two? What is this?
Your wife Sandra sent us and she has a message for you.
And it's written in teeny tiny letters on one of these bullets.
She paid you to kill me?
Yeah. And her exact words to us were making it a messy one.
Was it messy or painful? I can't remember.
Why can't it be both?
See, this is why I love you. We're such a good team.
You think I should start with the kneecaps first?
They're a classic for a reason.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait. You don't need to do this.
Well, Sandra gave us 25,000 reasons why we should.
I can double it.
You walk away, I'll triple it.
Nice try, Bob.
Bob, sweetie pie. You're the club manager.
You probably can't even pay the membership fee.
I have it right here. I have it in the safe right there.
I can show you.
Okay.
Whatever you take from that drawer, take it out very slowly.
See?
I can't believe Sandra did this?
Ah, I mean, you kind of forced her hand, Bob.
The divorce and...
Trying to take her son away.
Right. That was terrible.
Well, at least she has Josh, right?
Oh, beautiful, sweet, perfect Josh.
- What does she call him? - The love of her life.
Apparently, he's very romantic.
And the stamina, you know, which is really rare.
You see, you know what, Bob, you don't have to worry about this.
People have different strengths and weaknesses.
I'm sure you make up for it in other areas.
I knew they were having an affair.
See, it's the money. It's going right here.
There. Just walk away.
You thinking what I'm thinking?
Absolutely. Bob, we are killers, not thieves.
Yeah, give us some credit.
You've been straight with us.
So we take the money for an added fee.
We kill your wife and your boyfriend.
He's already dead.
Wait. What?
He's taking care of. Don't worry about it.
Who'd you get to do the hit?
Yeah. We want to know who's been moving in on our territory.
No. Nobody. Nobody. I didn't hire anybody.
I killed him. I did it, all right?
But look, there's the money. Like I said, it's all yours.
- You can just leave. - With pleasure.
Come on in, boys.
Okay. This next part is really cool. Are you ready?
You are under arrest for the murder of Josh Hanson.
Book him.
Be cool, all right?
That's actually great.
I can see why people get addicted to that.
It's fantastic.
You know what, this has been awesome.
We should do it more often.
- Maddy. - What?
Give me the money.
Just testing.
You're under arrest for soliciting
the murder of Josh Hanson.
Take her downtown and book her.
Don't let the door hit your butt on the way out.
What's that all about?
I overheard Peyton saying, period, finito.
And that's when I knew it was her.
It's the same words used in the dark web messages.
She's the one who tried to hire you.
Plus, she fessed up to wanting Josh killed
as his testimony would have exposed their affair.
And Bob wanted him dead
to protect his nasty blackmail scheme.
And Josh's attempts to make amends and do the right thing
is actually what got him killed.
You know, there's got to be a lesson in here somewhere,
but it is completely beyond me.
I gotta say, arresting people makes you thirsty.
I'm going to the bar.
Look, I, uh, I wanted to apologize.
For anything specifically, or should I make a list?
For the Maddy thing, okay? I guess I kind of...
Flew off the handle. Freaked out.
I may have jumped to a few conclusions, yes.
Maybe our past clouded your judgment.
Look, when I thought you might be hiding something from me
or pulling another con, I just...
I got triggered, sorry.
It's okay. We're all a work in progress.
Woo! Everyone drink up! It's on my gal, Jenny!
- I gotta go. - Yeah.
So now that Peyton is in the slammer,
I'm off the hook for the Catfish Killer con.
Yep.
Thanks to your help cracking the case,
you're a free woman now,
and my deal with the Commissioner still stands.
Sweet.
Oh, while I got you...
Long shot.
The Sydney regatta is coming up and I have a...
Ooh! killer con lined up.
Can I tempt you?
Maddy, I'm trying to get time off my dad's sentence, okay?
Yeah, sure. Keep telling yourself that.
I saw.
I saw that gleam in your eye.
I told you, we're just partners.
No, that's not what I meant.
Max, I know you better than anybody, right?
So I know, I know that look that you get
when you pull off a con.
I know how much you love the rush.
I saw that look when you were working the case with Ellis
and I think this is where you're getting your rush now.
It's okay.
It's nice.
However, it is my last night in town, so.
Round two.
Okay, how about we go back to my apartment
and give Hurricane Maddy a rest tonight?
All right, you win.
I will try to behave.
Thank you.
Maddy!
What?
I said I would try.
You took the dog again?
What am I made of stone? Look at her.
Oh, baby.
I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.
Do you want a piece of bacon?
Meh.
But you, on the other hand.
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