[ Horns honking ]
[ Vehicle approaching ]
Keep it in your pants. You're not gonna need it.
My heart's racing.
Your heart's not racing? No.
- Liar. - [ Alarm rings ]
- [ Engine starts ] - [ Siren wailing ]
[ Alarm continues ]
[ Beeps ]
Now my heart is racing.
Hey! What are you doing down here?
It's okay. Yeah. We're... we're police officers.
Twenty-two years as a cop, never fired my weapon. And now this.
You two yum-yums ain't cops.
Joe, don't.
[ Phone rings ]
[ Beeps ] Torres.
[ Man ] The museum has just been broken into, and you are liable for whatever is missing.
What? How is this my fault? All I'm saying, Ms. torres,
is this better not have anything to do with any of the people you supposedly vetted.
What do you mean "us"?
Do me a favor. He's blaming you, torres.
That's exactly what i would do in his place.
[ Beeps ]
[ Chatter on police radio ]
[ Man ] Ms. torres, i went to the Lightman group to hire Dr. Lightman.
All I got was you.
- Cop got shot? - One of the thieves, dressed as a cop.
How many thieves? Two.
Other one's dead. Dr. Lightman. Good of you to show up.
Always up for a party.
What? You find this amusing?
You hire us to vet your staff and your security.
Right now you're hoping she messed up, so you can blame this on someone else.
Amusing? Laugh a minute.
But you leave her alone!
[ Siren wailing ]
Hey. Where you going?
[ Siren wailing ]
[ Phone rings ] [ Woman on P.A. ] All on-duty interns,
report to nurses' station five west.
At ease. I'm a doctor.
[ Hyperventilating ]
You in a lot of pain, are ya?
What do you think?
What were you, uh, trying to steal in the museum, eh? And who for?
We got a man dying here.
Look around. What do you see?
I don't see anyone else dying.
You a doctor? He's a witness.
A cop. You got some I.D.?
So, what, you're just gonna let him die, are ya?
You know what I'm going to do? I'm going to call security. That's what I'm going to do.
You know what I see? I see a woman who's been in this game far too long,
who's lost the ability to serve.
Excuse me.
[ Phone rings ] [ Machine beeping ]
All right.
She's gonna be back in a minute, so make it snappy.
Who are you?
A fellow art lover.
I'm partial to a bit of Van gogh.
Or the odd artifact.
You know, something small you can just slip in your pocket,
walk out of the museum with, you know, disguised as a cop.
[ Breathing heavily ] I'll tell you this much.
The item is presold.
The item?
- Yeah. The item. - Sold to who?
That's... that's all I'm gonna say until I walk out of here.
What, and cut a deal against the people who hired you?
How many are there?
I guess I'm finally getting what I deserve, huh?
Yeah, well, hang in there.
What for?
Oh, don't be a wanker. There must be, you know, someone, something.
- [ Groans ] - [ Machine beeping rapidly ]
[ Woman ] Out of the way, please!
[ Beeping continues ]
Okay, we're charged.
[ Electricity surges ]
[ Thuds ]
[ Rhythmic beeping ]
[ Man ] * dream, send me a sign *
* turn back the clock *
* give me some time *
* I need to break out *
* make a new name *
* let's open our eyes *
* to the brand-new day **
[ phone rings ] [ Woman on P.A. ] Med tech to four west.
I thought you could use some company.
Med tech to four west.
Cal?
What'd you say?
Never mind. I can see you're busy.
With her legs.
Or with the case.
That obnoxious curator just hunted me down at the vending machine.
Sydney Carlton.
Now that's either a fake name, or the man was born a ponce.
He was... he was screaming at me that this is my fault.
That I screwed up vetting his staff.
That the only reason the thieves were at the museum was because someone there...
Had leaked where the new art exhibit was being stored, and...
And I missed it.
You're blocking the view, love.
You know the difference between...
A monarch butterfly and a viceroy, torres?
- No. - Well, look it up.
All right? Go on.
Off you go.
What about you?
Busy.
Magazine?
I'm good. Thanks.
Are you sure? Yeah.
- Is this taken? - No.
You a patient... or a visitor?
I have a friend in surgery.
Is that man bothering you?
Which man? Well, the one that was staring at you.
You mean you.
Oh, so you were ignoring me then.
Are you hitting on me?
What, in this place?
Be a bit creepy, wouldn't it?
Is it a close friend?
In surgery.
Coworker.
He doesn't have family, so I thought I'd...
Thought I should be here.
More than just a coworker then.
[ Woman on P.A. ] Dr. medavoy to oncology. Dr. medavoy to oncology.
Okay, how about you? Patient or visitor?
Visitor. But it's a long story.
Friend? Relative?
I don't want to burden you with my problems.
Suit yourself.
Right. Well,
good-bye, and nice to meet you.
Uh, i... I didn't mean to be rude.
Please, sit.
[ Woman on P.A. ] Any available resident come to l.M.D.
Lovers' tiff?
Worse?
That bad, eh?
He didn't make it, did he?
I'm sorry.
We did our best.
There was too much internal bleeding.
[ Door opens ]
[ Door closes ] I'm sorry.
Yeah.
Mr. Carlton, Ria torres is very thorough.
And she doesn't work for you. She works for me.
Those thieves knew exactly where the new exhibit is being stored.
They were shot six feet from it. Now, somebody at the museum tipped them off.
She interviewed everyone there,
except you.
What, are you suggesting what I think you're suggesting?
- Well, what'd you find out? - I already told you.
The man died before Dr. Lightman could get much out of him.
- Not even what they were there to steal? - Well, my guess would be art.
The opening is this Friday. A black-tie gala fund-raiser.
Now, I need to know there is no danger of a second attempt.
Oh, I'd say there's every danger of a second attempt.
Get out of my way.
Hey.
I was just gonna check if you're okay.
This is my friend, Gill.
Hi. Naomi.
Hi.
I was just leaving.
Call me if you, uh, need to.
[ Woman on P.A. ] Portable X-ray to 668 south.
I feel terrible for your loss.
I was gonna offer to buy you a cup of coffee.
What about your friend? Coworker.
Routine surgery. Nothing like what you're dealing with.
I've got a half hour.
Okay.
For the record, all right, this isn't how we first met.
If anyone asks, we met online.
Someone's feeling better.
Can I ask how close a relative that was?
Well, depends what you mean by close.
Is it possible, just a little bit,
that you're playing the grief card with me?
I resent that.
Is it working? [ Chuckles ]
Naomi... Russell.
Cal Lightman.
Pleased to meet you, Cal. Call me Lightman.
And pleased to meet me. That's an understatement, that is.
When I beat the other guy to the seat next to you, you were relieved. Who is he?
Come on. I saw that look in your eyes.
What look?
Fear.
He's my ex-boyfriend.
Jack.
What'd you do to him?
Nothing. Why?
'Cause he wants to hurt you.
How do you know?
And I don't think it's over nothing, love.
All right. Well, next time he shows his face,
I want to know, all right?
[ Phone rings in distance ]
Are you gonna clue me in? In a fish tank.
What? Please. You weren't really sleeping.
I was in the middle of a rather unusual dream.
- Was that woman in it? - What woman?
Interesting personality. I have no doubt.
Tricky though.
Mmm. Not to be trusted.
But then, you know, i like 'em that way. You know what I mean?
Did you notice anything odd...
About the janitor who was mopping up at the hospital?
Have we given up knocking?
This is important. I've been doing some checking into the museum staff.
The museum repaints before every new exhibit, and they always use the same guys.
No I.D. Tag. The janitor.
Really? Is that what you were talking about?
No. My thing was more a feeling thing, you know.
But your thing's better.
Better?
Get your helmet on, Loker.
[ Cal ] Never crossed your mind, torres?
Temporary employees at the museum didn't cross your mind?
- What are you talking about? - Loker.
I found two painters who fix the place up before every exhibit.
The curator never mentioned them.
I called both men in.
Thank you, Loker.
Did you look up those two butterflies that I told you about?
The monarch and the viceroy. Did you look them up?
Oh, yeah. Yeah. They're... They're nearly identical.
Predator can't tell the difference between them.
All he knows is one of them's toxic, so he leaves them both alone.
So do you get it then? Get what?
If someone like that ponce at the museum...
Takes a bite out of you, you make sure he regrets it.
Okay?
Well, off you trot then.
The two painters that Loker dragged in.
- Sometime this year would be nice. - [ Cell phone chirps ]
- [ Beeps ] - [ Ria ] Who's Naomi?
[ Ria ] So no work permit, Mr. Garcia?
[ Speaking Spanish ]
I love this country.
If only they'd make you legal. Is this about the robbery?
- Nervous tic? - People from some Latin cultures kiss their thumbs...
And then flick them as a... As a swearing gesture.
Like he swears he didn't do it.
Mr. Garcia, there's something else you're not telling me.
Kiss? That looks more like a bite.
Okay. Okay, Mr. Garcia. Thank you for your time.
Uh, we're looking for thieves, not family men.
Naomi! Open the door! I just want to talk to you.
Open the door! I just want to talk to you! Come on, Naomi.
Is this how you treat me, huh? Open the door! Oi!
First the hospital. Now you're parked up at her building.
What kind of a man are you, eh?
[ Engine starts ]
[ Tires squeal ]
You got fabulous taste in men.
You all right, darling?
This is far from over, love.
Your ex has got government plates.
Immigration and customs enforcement.
Did you report him?
I don't know why I'm so cold.
So,
you want to ask me up?
Can we go somewhere else?
Yeah. Maybe you're right. Maybe you are smarter than me.
- You go to college? - Carnegie mellon.
But you didn't graduate? Didn't need to.
Because that would be beneath you.
- I'm an artist. - You paint walls.
Einstein was a patent clerk.
Yeah.
I know what you mean. I was a t.S.A. Screener.
No college.
Yeah.
You know why you're here?
To do with the attempted robbery last night.
Ask the curator why he keeps ordering town cars.
He goes out to pay the guy in cash,
but never gets in the car.
The curator? Sydney Carlton.
Hey. Where's Lightman?
Um, not here. You should try his office.
Huh?
What are you hiding?
He had me put a hidden camera on those two painters in the lobby.
He wanted to see what they did when no one was watching.
You guys used me as a decoy?
He planted a catalog of the upcoming museum exhibit on the coffee table.
I thought he wanted you out of the lab.
Just watch, okay?
Because, like, you can't see what I can see.
See how he flips through the pages like he couldn't care less?
Like he's looking through an issue of cat lover.
- [ Clears throat ] - You're a cat lover.
And I had you down for a poodle.
But your other painter...
He's taking his time.
Soaking up the images.
- Yeah. You see that? - [ Typing ]
Turns to a specific page, then quickly moves on.
He's seen it before. He doesn't need to see it again.
[ Ria ] He's interested in something on that page.
And they're gonna go back for it.
He's your inside man.
Still think i should be fired?
An Egyptian statue of osiris and an emerald from India.
So what, in your opinion, is the most important piece in this new exhibit?
Well, the statue of osiris, without a doubt.
Why pay cash for a town car you never actually use?
What's the money for? Catnip?
Can I get a glass of water?
You're divorced, you have a teenage daughter, and you cook.
Well, call me Mr. right.
But enough about me.
What would I have found if you had invited me up to your place?
[ Chuckles ] Aside from the bad housekeeping, I'm about as vanilla as they come.
Want a bite?
That's the third time you've offered.
Maybe I wasn't talking about food.
Flirting while scared. That's unusual.
[ Sighs deeply ]
Is your ex still on your mind?
[ Chuckles ] You know, this is kind of a drag.
I can't seem to hide anything from you.
Well, you don't want to.
You just don't know it yet.
This is like a therapy session in the middle of a police interrogation.
That's my idea of foreplay.
Well, when I'm getting to know a man, I like to put my best foot forward.
You're not letting me.
You're not listening.
I'm all ears, I am. Trust me on that.
And eyes.
And the rest.
Don't call it foreplay if you don't mean it.
Way to make a girl feel special.
Oh, you don't need me to tell you you're special, love.
You already know it.
Mr. Carlton, do you have a drug problem?
But you have it under control.
So what the painter saw was you paying your dealer.
[ Ria ] And you know he saw you,
which is why you failed to mention him when I was screening your staff.
- What's this got to do with the attempted robbery? - The thief, before he died,
said there was already a buyer for something in the collection.
I bet that statue buys a whole lot of drugs.
Now wait a minute. Even if i was a thief, I wouldn't steal from my own museum.
This exhibit is a game changer for me.
Now focus on the real suspects, not some recreational drug user.
- He was telling the truth. - [ Door opens ]
Except the recreational part. [ Door closes ]
Well, I seem to remember coming to your rescue.
You barely know me.
That's the way I like it.
Relationships scare you.
Well, we all have our weaknesses, darling.
[ Chuckles ]
Tell me, scientifically...
Yes.
You haven't heard the question yet.
Am I attracted to you?
Well?
All right. For you,
scientifically speaking,
your breathing's shallow, your pupils are dilated.
You want me to carry on, do ya?
[ Murmurs ]
I have a habit of jumping into things too quickly.
Well, if it's a gentleman you're after, you're in the wrong house, love.
[ Loud clatter ]
[ Dogs barking ]
Hold that thought. [ Moans softly ] Uh-huh.
[ Barking continues ]
Bang.
Breaking and entering.
Another day, another dollar, working for the government, eh?
You don't know what you're dealing with.
Immigration and customs enforcement.
Ice. It's tough-sounding.
Oi, eh?
I've seen that bit before...
On my ex-wife's face.
You really did a number on this one, darling.
He come here to use this.
You're crazy.
[ Cocks ]
Easy, tiger.
What have you been saying about me?
Look at her face.
She's terrified of you.
I mean, what do you think she's been saying?
Get out.
I'm wondering what it is you're really after.
I'm wondering why the world's leading deception expert...
Can't see the world's biggest liar...
When she's right under his nose.
Anything to add?
When you said you were crazy for me,
was that the truth?
I have the habit...
Of jumping into things... Too quick.
Try not to be so hard on yourself, Ria.
We can't see everything all the time.
Is Lightman giving you a hard time?
A retired cop...
Who had never fired his weapon...
Kills two men 'cause I dropped the ball.
It's my fault.
[ Door opens ]
You get my message?
Uh-oh.
The painter should be here any second. Loker's waiting in the lobby.
Uh, we told him that you were interested in his art.
All right. Well, she's in the loo, so do your worst.
Were you two talking about me? You're all we ever talk about. You know that.
Yeah.
Anything juicy?
Torres is upset. She thinks she messed up.
Well, as well she should be. I told her you'd understand.
Good news. Oh?
My new bird is trying to play me.
How is that good news?
I'm still working on that part. You're working on it?
For both of us? See?
I told you it was good news.
[ Ria ] Oh.
Hi. You're the woman from...
The woman from the hospital.
Your boss is helping me out. With what?
I'm sorry. That's confidential.
It's just we share all information here.
Like one big, happy family.
Even personal information. Well, you said he was helping you out,
so i... I made the leap to it being related to the work we do here.
It's kind of personal.
Well, that explains it.
It's just that he's been acting distracted.
- Oh, no, that's a good thing. - [ Cell phone rings ]
Oh.
Hey.
Well, she's into you. That part seems genuine.
Well, that's not what i sent you in there for.
I didn't see anything.
Foster said that you want to make amends 'cause you screwed up at the museum.
My gut says that you're right. She's hiding something.
Oi.
Everyone screws up now and then, love.
This is al Larson, the painter from the Parker museum.
- Painter, eh? - I paint the walls.
- Proper artist then. - Yeah.
Loker, why don't you take mistress Naomi to my office? I'll be along later.
With me, Pablo.
I like to work in acrylics,
and, uh, i do limited edition prints.
And art theft.
Surely you don't want anyone else to get killed.
You're talented. How much?
You used my art to get me in here.
No. I'm serious.
Crime shouldn't pay, but this bloody well should.
You know what they say. When life gives you lemons...
Chuck 'em at people.
That's what I do anyway. This is what you do. You don't kill people.
Who said I had anything to do with that? I did.
And you did too.
And you're not proud of it, are ya? This is what you're proud of.
I didn't know anyone would die.
What about Naomi?
Did she know, eh?
I know you know her.
I met Naomi with the two guys who were killed.
One of whom died at the hospital. She was there for him.
She didn't have anything to do with the heist.
- She tell you that, did she? - The first mention of guns, she was out.
She doesn't work like that.
She knew the museum hired me.
That's how she works.
[ Whispers ] She got to you, didn't she?
Who mentioned guns?
All I know is they had a thing,
and he's having a hard time letting go.
Is this what they were trying to steal?
Probably both.
Rude not to really.
- Can I go now? - Nope.
There's only one way i don't call the cops.
[ Chattering ]
That's the guy from the hospital.
[ Cal ] Yep. That's Naomi's ex.
Naomi's part of the crew?
No. Her fear of him is so raw, it's real.
She's working against him. She's using me to take him out.
Before he shuts her up for good.
You got played.
Would that make you feel better about your mistake?
Mm-hmm. A little.
When one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen, right,
lets me eyeball her unchecked,
and then lets me hit on her at will,
I never smelt a rat.
- Call the cops on these two. - What about Naomi?
Oh, now don't be daft. I'm not even half done with her yet.
[ Beeps ]
I had your ex arrested today.
Because of me?
Well, it turns out...
He's using his job at customs to move stolen art.
Stolen art?
Oh, bollocks. You knew. Be honest.
I knew he was up to something.
I know you're happy.
Can we call it relieved?
I was hoping you'd want to celebrate.
Now?
Would it be too old-school if I asked for a date first?
Wow.
Oh, really. No, relax. I'm just the same as most of those wankers out there.
It's just that I'm tired of making the same mistake over and over again.
You know what I mean?
The Parker museum's having a posh do tomorrow night. You up for it?
I don't have a dress.
That suits me.
[ Chuckles ]
Champagne at 12:00.
Do you know much about Egyptian art?
I know when something's beautiful.
And pricey.
Beauty and cost don't always go hand in hand.
[ Tray crashes ]
[ Man ] Let's get this cleaned. Clean it.
You know, I could never quite understand what art saw in commerce.
You know, most artists will tell you that starving is overrated.
Well, I'll bet the bloke in India who made this could use the three mil it's worth today.
That's just a rock.
Hi.
Naomi, you remember torres.
Ria. Hi again.
Rental?
Stole it. You know, I'll go nab those drinks.
Amongst other things.
You mean you want a sausage on a stick as well?
You like my butterfly?
Yeah, it's beautiful. [ Glass clinks ]
Nice to see you.
You know, at the hospital,
she went out of her way to avoid eye contact with the janitor.
She knew him.
Right.
Keep an eye out for a man...
In his late 60s with white hair.
[ No audible dialogue ]
Thank you.
Where's my drink?
Here. All yours.
Thank you very much.
[ Man ] Crossed both sides... yeah. [ Chuckles ]
You're staring.
It's just I don't want to let you out of my sight, darling.
I like that.
But if this is gonna work out, we have to allow each other some alone time.
Oh, we both know this isn't gonna work out, love.
Well, then before our romance ends, can you grab us another glass of champagne?
[ Chattering ]
Old white people all look alike. You just figured that out?
[ Chattering ]
Wow.
If I didn't know better, I'd say you're surprised to see me.
No, I meant...
Wow,
you scrub up well.
Thank you.
That was a good-bye kiss if ever I had one.
Another?
[ Man chuckles ]
Have we met? That your best line?
Dance, ginger? There's no music.
Who needs music?
Have you been drinking?
Not enough.
[ Body thuds ] [ Woman gasps ]
[ Woman ] Is he all right?
For heaven sakes.
It's the congressman. Someone call an ambulance.
[ Woman ] Someone call 911.
He's been drugged. He'll get over it.
[ Alarm ringing ]
The statue!
She got it. I don't believe it.
How is that possible?
It's not.
[ Alarm continues ]
Guess what's in my purse.
It's not green, and it's not a rock.
[ Siren wailing ]
Tell me it's not about money.
This isn't about money.
Okay, tell me that again.
Why?
'Cause with your face, it's hard for me to do what I usually do.
This isn't about money.
The emerald is from Kali's temple in...
I read the catalog description, love.
Archaeologists smuggled it out of India in 1908.
It vanished, only to reappear in 1975 on the open market.
So he's taking it home, is he?
I never lied to you.
Technically speaking.
You're just scared of Jack.
We were partners.
He got tired of the Robin hood act.
Time to make a buck. I split.
He couldn't take no for an answer.
Because of Jack,
my friends got killed.
When did you know?
Well, all I knew was that, like most beautiful things,
you wanted to be seen.
I didn't want any other people to die.
You could have got rid of Jack another way.
Maybe I wanted to play with the world's greatest deception expert.
Never crossed my mind...
That you were a decoy.
You won.
Well done. I mean that.
I needed to get into the gala,
or the emerald never returns to India,
its rightful owner.
You want to have dinner?
Viceroy butterfly.
What does that mean?
F.B.I. Want to ask you some questions.
Oh, yeah?
Do you know where she is?
Long gone by now, i should think.
You gave her time to disappear.
I had to turn down dinner.
It wasn't theirs to take.
They didn't get it.
What haven't you told me?
Well, I didn't actually...
Get to tell you how beautiful you looked last night.
You're so irritating.
They stole a fake.
A fake?
I had the curator switch out the real one.
Why?
Well, the real one's worth about three million-ish.
The fake cost just under a hundred.
No. I mean why keep me in the dark about that?
It's cat and mouse, Gill.
Not "cats" and mouse.
That's what you're going with?
You tell me we're okay.
You know I've always had more trouble reading you than anyone else.