Las Vegas s03e21 Episode Script

Previously on Las Vegas.
Wow.
Yeah.
I had a great time last night.
Oh, you liked that? Mm-hmm.
What's this? You dog! - I invited Derek Stephenson to spend a few days at the Montecito.
- Delinda's old boyfriend from college.
- Hey, Mr.
Deline.
- This is Dr.
Derek Stephenson.
Your boyfriend's here.
Derek Stephenson? Okay.
How much? A million a hand? All right, I'm on my way.
And if you see anyone who resembles a casino host, call me or break their legs.
Yeah.
Of course you get your finder's fee.
Excuse me.
Excuse me, girls.
Talk about running the gauntlet.
Sorry.
Oh! How 'bout that finder's fee? Thank you.
Is he okay? You want proof, sweetheart? There's my proof.
Well, I'm certainly convinced.
And this is Sam Marquez, our best casino host.
Your casino host.
I don't remember asking for one, but if you could help me out here- - Well, Mr.
Stiles- - Dwight to you.
Dwight to me- would like to play blackjack for a million bucks a hand, which is great, but I told him that we need some financial information first.
- Which I just provided.
- Yes, you did.
Let's get started.
Yeah, but, Sam- Sam, as you know, stakes this high, even if he has the finances, we have to get approval from Ed.
- He's the Montecito president.
- Look, I know I've never played here before, but if walking in with a satchel full of cash requires management approval, then- I'm so sorry for the inconvenience, but I promise you, it'll just be a few minutes.
Less than a few minutes.
It'll be seconds.
It'll be nanoseconds.
Nano.
Nano.
Sam for Ed.
What do you mean, he's away for the weekend? Well, call him.
Yes, right now.
You knew about this, didn't you? Knew about what, dear? The fact that there's no cell phone reception here, dear.
It would never have occurred to me to ask.
The whole idea of a holistic retreat is that- Oh, it's a retreat, all right- Right back to the Dark Ages.
No phones - There's no television.
There's no red meat.
Honey, remember what Dr.
Paul said? Wait.
Let me think.
No.
Will you remind me? I know you just love to make fun of everything he says, but I think he's very insightful, and he said that you need to relax and to appreciate the gifts of love and life.
Which you agreed to do when we planned this.
"We"? There is no we.
You planned this.
And I didn't know about the phones.
What happens if somebody needs to contact me? Well, honey, I imagine they'll just have to carry on without you, and as a result grow as employees and human beings.
You want that, don't you? Hey, let's go take a dip in the sulfur pool before we do our first treatment.
Oh, yippee.
Hi, Dwight.
I'm afraid that your approval is gonna take a teensy bit longer than expected, so we're gonna put you in our presidential suite.
And maybe we'll have Wolfgang Puck cook you a meal.
You know what? I never knew playing a little blackjack was gonna be so complicated.
Jennifer? Jennifer-Jennifer here will be your personal butler.
I'm transferring you to the presidential suite.
- Miss Connell, I have never been a personal butler.
- Oh,yeah,you have.
All you gotta do is look pretty and know where to find the ice machine, right, Dwight? - Actually, I really don't care about the ice machine.
- I'll take you up.
- Get Danny.
He'll approve.
- Yes.
I'll take this for you.
I got it.
You got it.
d Boy,you feelin'lucky tonight d d Roll the dice again and let it ride d d Let it ride Let it ride d d You gonna do this one more time d d Hit me again and let it ride d d Let it ride Let it ride d d Are you gonna play tonight d d'Cause Lady Luck is right by your side d d By your side By your side d d Gonna do this one more time d d Hit me again and let it ride d d Let it ride, let it ride Let it ride, let it ride dd Danny.
Hi.
Hey.
What are you doin'? Starving.
I need something to eat.
I'm taking Derek to the airport.
I thought you might want to say good-bye.
Uh- Damn it.
I thought they'd be open.
You told me you liked him.
He's all right.
Look,just so you understand guys a little better, thinking a dude is all right and wanting to say good-bye are two completely different things.
Okay? Okay, but I told him you wanted to say good-bye.
If it's that big of a deal- Okay, you know what? Fine.
I'll say good-bye.
Does Derek know about us? That we dated a few years ago? Yes, he knows.
Does he know about what we did a couple of days ago? Why would I tell him that? I mean, do you tell every girl you meet about the last time you had sex? - So you like him? - Yeah.
Yeah, I do.
You asked.
I mean, would you prefer me not to tell you the truth? No.
I'm cool.
Good.
'Cause,you know- I'm glad you're okay with that 'cause I consider a friend, someone I can talk to.
Which I am.
So, uh- We still gonna be able to, you know- once in a while? I don't know.
There he is.
Hey, Delinda.
You have a phone call.
Something about a Mystique liquor delivery.
Thanks, Lisa.
Hey.
Hey, hey.
- Hey, Danny.
- Hey, buddy.
I have to take a call.
I'll be right back, and then we'll go.
And I'll be right here.
Well, paintballing was fun, huh? - Yeah.
- I don't think Delinda will be donning the camos again.
Not unless there's a designer label inside.
You guys must know each other pretty well, working together, and she said you guys were dating for a couple of years.
Yeah.
Let me ask you a question.
You think she'd be interested in a serious relationship right now, or would, uh- Would I just be spinning my wheels? I thought you were going to Bangladesh.
No, I know.
I am, but, uh- I don't know.
I'm just curious.
Has she ever said anything to you about wanting to settle down? - No.
- 'Cause if you couldn't tell, I'm really into her.
So who do you like in the play-offs? I'm going with the Pistons, myself.
All right.
I get it.
I'll shut up.
What do you think I should do? Dude, I'm not your shrink.
You're right, you're right.
No, no, no.
My problem.
Danny, there's a guy in the casino.
He wants to play blackjack, a million dollars a hand.
Ed's not here, so you're gonna have to okay it.
He brought cash.
- A million a hand? Who is he? - I don't- Dwight something or other.
He's waiting.
Let's go.
All right, well, I gotta run.
Happy trails.
- And don't let anybody touch that sandwich.
- What, no final advice? Uh- Whenever I'm struggling with something like this, I think about beer commercials that have had an impact on me, because there's usually a message in there.
Like, you remember " Go for the gusto"? - Well said, my friend.
- Unbelievable.
This Dwight guy's not on your whale radar? No.
Did you hear me say he brought cash? I'm gonna have to talk to him.
I don't think you should talk to him.
Listen.
It's the first time I will be approving a wager that high.
Ed's not here.
I need to be extra careful.
Make it fast.
He's not gonna wait around forever.
By the way, I don't know if you're interested or not, but there's a mentally deranged woman in Bella Petto.
Whoa, whoa.
What do you mean, " mentally deranged"? She's been staring at the waterfall for the last three hours.
Mike.
Get me Bella Petto on 31, across from the waterfall.
Excuse me, ma'am.
- It's Connie.
- Uh, I'm Mike Cannon with Montecito security.
Oh, I'm a hotel guest.
Room 5318.
Do you mind that I don't look at you, Mike? No, but- Is everything okay? Some folks thought you weren't feeling well.
Quite the opposite, really.
I feel amazingly exhilarated.
- Do you see him? - See who? Saint Randolph in the waterfall reflection.
Can't say I'd recognize him.
He's the only one there.
- That's Saint Randolph, huh? - He's the patron saint of benevolence.
Yesterday he told me to start gambling at 11:00.
I did.
The dealers dealt me four straight blackjacks.
So I'm waiting for him to tell me when to gamble today.
I once got a potato chip that looked exactly like Popeye.
Popeye's a cartoon.
Yeah.
Pool closes at 8:00.
Oh, he knows.
Probably does.
Yeah.
Mr.
Stiles, I'm Danny Mc- Listen,Jennifer here is worried she'll get in trouble for drinking on duty.
I told her she wouldn't, because I insisted she join me.
He did.
I mean, how could I not offer a gorgeous girl like that a cocktail? Hmm? Don't worry.
You're not in trouble,Jennifer.
Thank you.
We were having a very informative conversation.
Did you know that bra size and cup size are not the same thing? Do you mind if I talk to you over here for a minute? Sure.
Do me a favor.
Do a little channel surfing.
See if you can find something X-rated.
Sure.
Think I got a shot with her? Uh, probably not.
She's got a boyfriend.
So can you find someone I do got a shot with? Like, a guaranteed shot? Young? And if I gotta pay the piper- Mr.
Stiles- And don't give me any of this "you don't do that kind of thing" crap, because I know you do.
I was told that you wanted to play a particularly high-stakes game.
That's right.
A million a hand.
I thought Ed Deline ran this hotel.
He does, but he's out of town.
In his absence, I'm in charge.
Young, good looking and in charge.
You got any other problems, chief? So.
Can I play some blackjack now? I understand you brought cash.
Mind if I take a look? What? You wanna see if it's counterfeit? It isn't.
You can look at it when I put it on the table.
And if you lose this first hand, do you plan on continuing to use cash? How about this? If I lose, I'll tell you.
If you don't like my plan for hand two, we'll part friends.
Fair enough? It's not our policy- I'm sorry, Danny.
About what? I thought when you said you were in charge, that you meant it.
You put a million bucks on the table, we'll let you play one hand.
Hey, Sarasvati, come on in.
I've been meaning to talk to you.
Yeah, me too.
Yeah.
Yeah, we haven't really had a chance to talk about what happened out at paintball.
You know, when everyone was sleeping.
I enjoyed it.
Quite a bit, actually.
Yeah, I did too.
But, seeing as how we work together- Don't worry about it.
I'm not looking for a boyfriend.
Good.
Not that you wouldn't make a dynamite girlfriend.
It's just that I wouldn't want to jeopardize our friendship.
Agreed.
Agreed.
Do you think we could still have sex once in a while? I don't see why not.
Hey.
Hey, D.
Hey, Danny.
I was just asking Mike about, uh, Mr.
Stiles.
- Uh, yeah.
I said she should talk to you.
- Yeah.
I heard that he's planning on playing a- million-dollar-a-hand blackjack? Yeah.
I was just up in his suite.
The guy's kind of a sawed-off little runt, but he's got the cash, so we're gonna let him play his hand.
- After that we'll see.
- Yeah.
No, that's my concern.
If he wins several hands in a row, I don't think our cash on hand is sufficient.
Well, we gotta have four or five million here.
Yes, we do, but that's to cover all current wagers.
If he goes on any kind of a hot streak, he could severely deplete our supply.
State gaming laws require us to have enough cash on hand to cover every bet made.
That's right.
Why didn't you check that? - See, I-I thought you were checking it.
- I've been busy.
'Cause I knew-We knew- No.
Yeah.
- We gotta go to the floor.
- Oh, we goin' to the floor? Okay.
Uh, we'll talk later-maybe more.
Yes, we will.
So I guess Sarasvati wasn't a one-time thing.
What? No, that- Anyway, all we have to do is call the bank and have the cash transferred over.
Mmm.
We do it all the time - Holiday weekends and sports events.
You know, a man would admit that he didn't know that.
So you gonna man up, my brother? I'm gonna call the bank.
Hey, this is Danny McCoy at the Montecito.
We need $10 million in cash sent over.
We'll send an armored truck.
Dalton Armored Services.
This is Mike.
I'm authorizing it.
How many people? Oh, that's right.
I forgot.
I'll have him call you.
We'll send somebody to check it out.
You first.
Transfers over a million have to be authorized by Ed.
I guess he's on some voice-recognition system.
What do you got? Crowd-control issues with that St.
- Randolph-in-the-waterfall chick at Bella Petto.
I'll take care of that.
You get a hold of Ed.
We can't get a hold of Ed.
They already tried him on his cell.
Oh, that's right.
He's at that New Age spa near Sedona.
Probably no cell coverage.
Want me to brush up on my smoke signals? No.
Get a satellite phone, take the helicopter down and have Ed call in the transfer.
Shouldn't take more than a half an hour.
Got it.
Hey.
Hi.
Danny okayed it.
Dwight'll be down soon.
Good.
Listen, I meant to tell you - I enjoyed spending time with Casey.
He's a really nice guy.
You think my ex-husband is a nice guy? Yeah.
Oh.
Is that supposed to make me feel good? I was just making conversation, is all.
Oh, right.
Y- You guys-You seem like you're still pretty friendly.
Oh, right.
Which means, " Are you still friendly, and if you are, or even if you're not, would it piss you off if I hung out with him?" You have quite an imagination.
Oh, really? It's my imagination? Tell Dwight there's gonna be a delay.
It's gonna be about 30 minutes.
What? Why? Happens right when he leaves.
Chaos arrives.
Ed didn't say that.
He's thinking it.
Dalton Armored Services? Hey, this is Danny McCoy at the Montecito.
I need you to send a truck to Fidelity Commerce Bank to pick up a cash transfer.
Yes, Ed Deline will be calling in the authorization.
Thank you.
Hi.
Hey.
How'd it go with Derek? You mean my new " bestest" buddy? He said you gave him some good advice.
I told him to load up on the Pistons.
Hmm.
I'm really glad you guys are getting along.
Me too.
Hi.
I'm Danny McCoy with Montecito security.
Excuse me, ma'am.
I know that you spoke with a colleague of mine earlier today - Mike Cannon.
Yeah.
He said it was fine to commune with St.
Randolph.
It is, as long as it doesn't affect our other pool patrons.
- I don't know if you invited all these other people, but- - I'm their spiritual guide.
Are you charging a fee? Of course not.
Look, I can make sure they're more orderly if you want.
No.
We can't have more than two people waiting at a time.
I'm sorry.
I'm gonna - Okay, people, if we want to receive St.
Randolph's blessings, we can only have two people out here at a time, so the rest of you are gonna need to wait inside, okay? Thank you.
Thank you.
Hey.
Danny, right? Yes, sir.
Why don't you go get the cabana set up while we do a little man talk.
Sam said I can cool my heels down here while you guys try to get your act together, which I'm assuming you haven't.
Hello! You know what's amazing? Used to be, when a guy walked into a casino willing to put down a million dollars of his money, the casino'd be thrilled to reciprocate.
But this place- You know what I think you ought to do? What's that? Check your tea bag.
See if you still got a pair.
Shouldn't be more than 30 minutes.
I'll be in my cabana.
Oh, and spread the word- I'm paying 50 a headlight for " pass-bys.
" We're paying for this? Shh.
Just let the eucalyptus oil soak into your skin.
I could have just rolled around on the lawn.
Mr.
D! Mrs.
D.
Just give us a minute, will you please? Yeah.
Hey.
I hate to interrupt your getaway like this, but we need you to authorize a $10 million cash transfer, seeing as you're the only one who can do it.
Geez, Mike.
You know, we're trying to have a quiet, peaceful weekend here.
- I know.
I am really sorry.
- Just make the call.
Cash, right? Yeah.
Honey, you cannot make a cash transfer on the phone.
You gotta do it in person.
But they said- No.
Zip it.
Uh, how'd you get here? Helicopter.
Oh, good.
Listen, honey, I'll be back as soon as I can.
I promise, sweetheart.
You arranged this, didn't you? I did not! I- I had- I had no idea.
Mike, tell her I had no idea.
He didn't, Mrs.
D.
I swear.
Hey- Dial.
Listen, don't get the wrong idea here either, Mike.
If I didn't hate this place so much, I'd be kicking your ass right now.
Understood.
Here.
It's Ed Deline.
I'm authorizing a cash transfer.
That's right, 10 million.
Hi.
Mind telling me what the holdup is? Uh, the holdup is that your boy Dwight Stiles talks the talk but apparently doesn't walk the walk.
And I was hoping to watch the guy lose a million bucks, but apparently he changed his mind.
I wonder why he just asked me for the third time when he'd be able to play.
I think that he would have been here by now if he wanted to play, Sam.
Oh, really? Sarasvati says he can't play.
Do you want to know why? Because our supplemental cash reserve hasn't arrived.
Well - What,you don't know what that means? Supplemental cash reserve? You might want to make a phone call and check that out.
Sarasvati? I'm positive.
The cash has not arrived.
No.
I've been here all day, and I'm positive.
No one phoned in a Montecito pickup.
Yes, Mr.
Deline called in the authorization.
The armored truck picked up $10 million about an hour ago.
This is Mike.
You're kidding.
Mr.
D.
We got a little bit of a problem.
Yes, sir.
The courier had all the right credentials, a- and the truck looked Just like a Dalton truck.
Can I have this tape? Sure.
Looks like someone put a lot of planning into this.
We need a list of anyone who might have had a beef with the company: people who were fired, quit- Or anyone familiar with this phone system.
Looks like 20 minutes of incoming calls, including Danny's, were rerouted to another number.
Oh, hi there, Danny.
Derek.
Yeah.
I thought that you were- Oh, I guess I took your advice.
"Go for the gusto.
" So what if it's based on a beer commercial? It resonates, man.
Fact is, I landed in L.
A.
, realized I had to come back- I got a bunch of stuff I gotta take care of.
- Do you know where Delinda is? - Uh, sorry.
Okay.
Ed.
Ed, Agent Singleton said the armored truck was found abandoned a couple of blocks from the bank.
That's the usual M.
O.
Perps transfer the money to a less noticeable vehicle, slap on some stolen plates.
Might go through three or four cars before they're through.
No hits on the prints yet.
This is Danny McCoy.
He's the one that called the armored truck company.
Hey, the truck they used was painted to look exactly like a Dalton truck.
And Las Vegas Metro tracked down the phone that ended up receiving your call.
Prepaid cell - We found it out in the Las Vegas Wash near Desert Rose Golf Club.
Whoever pulled this off knew when we'd be calling Dalton.
Which means someone who knew about the cash transfer.
- Who is that? How many people? - Well, the three of us, Sam, Mary, Sarasvati some people in Accounting and a bunch of people at the bank.
Well, why don't you draw up a list of names, and we'll start interviewing.
Metro will coordinate with the Bureau on a schedule.
Sounds good.
I'll tell you what- We'll get started and we'll draw up that list.
Thanks, boys.
What about this Stiles? Did he know anything about the cash transfer? I don't remember if I mentioned it to him, but I did run a background check, and he must be using a phony name, because nothing came back- No driver's license, no permanent address, no records of any kind.
Shouldn't we tell the cops about that? I thought that we might want to talk to him first.
- That's my boy.
- Yeah.
Excuse me.
I'm Ed Deline, president of the Montecito.
- Mind if I step in? - Mi casa es su casa.
Thank you.
Mr.
Deline, I gotta tell you thatJennifer girl was great, but this girl deserves a promotion.
What's your name, honey? Amy.
Amy.
But I don't work here.
Why don't you get lost? I'll catch up with you later.
Thank you.
So.
You want a drink? Might as well.
You paid for it.
No, thanks.
Mr.
Stiles, I know Danny McCoy okayed a high-stakes game for you, but unfortunately, uh, I don't think we're gonna be able to make that happen.
You afraid you're gonna get robbed again? - It's all over the news.
- No, we're not afraid of that.
It's a decision that I made.
I apologize for the inconvenience.
You're welcome to stay in the suite.
Okay.
I'm ready.
Didn't you come here to ask me if I know anything about the robbery? - Do you? - How about this? You interrogate me for an hour in exchange for 20 minutes with that black chick who works in your t-shirt store.
Hmm? Did you, uh, mention the cash transfer to anyone? No.
That-That's smart.
That's a good approach.
Whoever pulled this off had to know the transfer was gonna happen, right? Wait a minute.
I think I told the towel boy out there.
By the way, did you get a look at the broad who was talking to the waterfall? Nice little body on her.
You, uh, told a towel boy? Yeah.
Mexican kid - so you know he's got 18 relatives living with him.
What is that- Afternoon delight number three? Four.
Hey.
How'd it go with Dwight? I did my best not to slap him.
He's a racist pig.
Yeah.
Anyway, he said he mentioned the money transfer to a towel kid.
What's he been up to? He was inside his cabana from an hour before the robbery till 45 minutes after it went down.
He's been keeping himself busy with a parade of women.
Yeah.
Check this out.
Even with that nutjob who's staring at the waterfall.
I mentioned him to the cops They got nothin' to hold him on.
In any case, he's got a pretty airtight alibi.
I don't know.
See, even if he didn't do it himself, he could be working with a team.
Right? He would have had to notify the team when the transfer was gonna happen, but there were no calls made from his room, cell or land line.
Maybe the towel boy's the messenger.
Towel boy's nothing.
Believe me, he's nothing.
Listen.
Here's the thing.
If this guy knows how a casino works, he would know that we'd have to get a money transfer to cover his bets, and then he'd also know that we'd want to get this money here as soon as possible.
So that would be easy to establish, you know, a fairly accurate time frame.
Yeah.
If the cops can't hold Stiles, neither can we.
So we basically got nothin'.
Have surveillance keep an eye on him.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Thanks.
Cops just found a car in Indian Springs- key in the ignition, Dalton uniforms in the back seat, two stiffs in the trunk.
Detective Sarnat? You're looking at your doers, Mr.
McCoy.
We matched their prints to the ones we lifted at the bank.
What kind of a hit was it? Shots came from the street side through the open window.
Each of the victims took two to the head.
Small caliber.
Looked like they knew the guy? What, like a split gone bad? There's no signs of a struggle.
But it might also be some punk who saw the transfer from the armored truck and followed 'em.
Whoo! Yes.
Dude.
Excuse me.
They said you were the security department.
Part of it, yes.
Do you know that woman at the pool? The one who talks to that dude in the waterfall? Yes.
I'm familiar with her.
Well, like, all I saw was water, so I asked for my donation back.
She's asking for donations? Yeah.
And when I asked for my " hundy" back, she said she was gonna put a curse on me.
So when I got back to my room, well- I had my 420 in this pocket- which is now gone- so I'm pretty sure she took it.
Well, sir, possession of marijuana is a crime in the state of Nevada, so maybe you're better off without it.
Uh, excuse me, miss.
Derek.
Yeah.
You're here.
Wait.
Why are you here? Did you miss your plane? No, no, no.
No, no, no.
Made the plane.
Took the plane.
Had to come back.
Why? To see you.
To be with you.
Look, honey, I don't know what's going on, but it is very powerful and I don't seem to have any control over it.
So I just- I had to come back to see you.
What? I'm glad you came back.
Really? Because if you're not, tell me right now before I make a complete idiot out of myself.
Really.
Really? How long will you be here? I was able to put off Bangladesh for a couple of weeks.
Wait.
There are cameras everywhere.
I'll get a room.
No cameras in the rooms.
Okay, Connie, that's it.
What did I do? Everybody's waiting.
Show's over, sir.
All right, let us know if anything comes in.
All right, thanks.
F.
B.
I.
says no leads on any of the interviews from the bank.
Yeah.
Cops say nothing on the shootings either.
Stiles left for an hour and a half about the time those two guys got hit.
Then he went back to his suite.
He left a few minutes ago.
Surveillance says he's on the floor.
Yeah, well, if anyone runs into him, I'd like to have another chat with the man.
Mm-hmm.
Oh, and I tossed out our spiritual guidance counselor.
Good, because I think she was soliciting donations from the faithful.
She was.
She ripped off one believer's weed.
Wait a minute.
So I leave this joint one day, and it goes to pot? Double funny.
Not bad.
- Hey, Sam.
Sam.
- Yeah, uh, I'll call you back.
Where's Dwight? Oh, he's, uh - He's playing blackjack.
I mean, not for a million a hand, but he's definitely earning his suite.
I don't know what you said to him.
Thanks.
I'll have to do that again.
What do you make of that, him sticking around? What do I make of it? I think he's up to his eyeballs in this thing.
I'll see you guys later.
Uh-huh.
Eddie, baby.
Come over here.
I just split my eights, and Monroe here gave me two sixes.
- And an ace.
- Can I buy you a drink, Mr.
Stiles? Twenty-two.
- This guy deserves a raise.
Little elbow bending with the boss? - Sure.
Why not? - Good.
Color him out.
Mm-hmm.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
You know, there ought to be a law against having an ass that good.
What you been up to today, Dwight? Enjoying this unbelievable Montecito hospitality.
Where were you, if you don't mind me asking, between 2:00 and 4:00? When those two guys got whacked? Yeah.
That was on TV too.
You weren't here.
We have you on surveillance, leaving.
I'm getting the impression you somehow think I'm involved in this whole thing.
You're a very perceptive man.
As far as where I was, none of your friggin' business.
Ed, relax.
The money's insured, and I'm still here gambling.
You think about that? If I robbed your casino, why would I hang around? Talk to the cops, talk to you? Maybe it's part of the plan- hide in plain sight.
Well, if I ever rob a casino, I'll remember that.
What's your real name there, Dwight? I'm trying to be a sport here, Ed, but I gotta tell ya, you're making it a little unpleasant.
I'm sorry.
You tell me about shooting your two cronies, we'll forget the whole thing.
This is on you, right? Ed.
You got nothin'.
Would you like to bet your million on that? Dwight split.
He got on a fjight to Los Angeles.
The F.
B.
I.
said they'll notify the L.
A.
office, but unless he does something stupid they're only gonna watch him for a couple of days.
Hold that thought.
There's a long shot I want to play.
- Connie.
- Look, I'm leaving.
You have any controlled substances in this suitcase? Give me that.
Maybe I'll run it by the drug-sniffing dogs the D.
E.
A.
's training in here.
- Give that to me.
- I will, soon as the dogs get over here.
What do you want? We want information about Dwight Stiles, and we know that you were in his cabana.
Yeah? So? We're trying to find him, and if you help us out maybe we'll let you go through that suitcase and flush anything you don't need down the toilet.
We just met out by the pool and we hooked up- Once.
I don't know where he is.
I barely even know him.
Call the D.
E.
A.
Yeah.
I'll get those dogs out here.
Okay, wait.
I think this belongs to him.
He must have accidentally dropped it in my purse.
Just dropped it in there, huh? Mm-hmm.
- Maybe there's an address.
- Maybe.
D.
E.
A.
dog-training exercise? It worked, didn't it? I expected better.
Mm-hmm.
- So we got an address? - No.
Maybe something more interesting.
I check the trash section and was able to retrieve some recently entered map coordinates.
Don't ask.
It's complicated.
I could have figured this out.
Yeah, okay.
It's a location just outside of town, in the desert.
Should be right here.
Hold on, Danny.
Give it to Mike.
Hey.
- Eight more bundles like these in the hole.
- Serial numbers match.
Mike, uh, you think you can set up some kind of alarm system out here? Piece of cake.
All right, look.
I'm gonna call the F.
B.
I.
, tell 'em not to let anybody know we found this stuff.
That's a good one, Delinda.
Hey, Mom.
Hi, sweetheart.
How was the spa? Well, it was lonely.
Your father left right in the middle of it.
I'm so upset with him.
I thought Dr.
Paul straightened everything out between you two.
Yeah, right.
Hey, guess what.
Derek came back.
Said he missed me so much he postponed his trip to Bangladesh.
I like that man.
I think I like him too.
I'm going up to see him.
Yes! Honey.
Hey, you're back early.
Yes, because I didn't realize I was gonna be sitting around all by myself.
I should have taken some reading material.
Uh- I'm- I'm sorry.
Hey, come on.
Sit down.
You will not believe what happened.
I mean, you will not believe this.
Listen to this.
You remember the money transfer Mike asked me to make? Mm-hmm.
The money gets stolen, and the two guys that did it get shot.
Now I started to call you, but then I remembered- Of course, you know this.
I couldn't make a call.
Robbery and a shooting- That's terrible.
Yeah.
10 million bucks.
But that doesn't matter.
What does matter is that I wanna make up for this interrupted weekend, and we'll go back as soon as everything quiets down a little.
Really? Yeah.
And you'll relax? If I have a satellite phone.
I'll be the most relaxed, the most " Zenned-out" guy you ever saw.
Hi.
Hi.
How's the suite? Excellent.
Yes.
A little upgrade from a hut and a dirt floor, but, you know, it'll have to do.
Do you remember the first time that we kissed? Class trip to Williamsburg? Do you remember where in Williamsburg? A hallway in some auditorium, while we were supposed to be inside at some concert.
Wow, very good.
You know, for 10 years, every time I hear harpsichord music, I think of that very kiss.
I do.
No.
Ah, ah.
No peeking.
What- No.
No peeking.
Just follow me.
Huh? The wig and everything.
Yeah, I go all out.
Delinda? Will you marry me? Now, before you answer, I know this is sudden- really sudden- but I know I love you.
And I know we're right for each other.
Derek.
Wow.
I think I need to sit down.
Okay.
Yeah, yeah.
- Derek, the music is sweet, but- - No.
I'll, uh- It's okay.
Could you, uh- Thank you.
Thanks.
Shh, shh.
I want to spend the rest of my life with you.
Derek, part of me wants to say yes- Then say it.
It's just so unexpected.
And you'll probably hate me for saying this, but I just- I need some time to think, when my head isn't spinning.
I'm really excited.
I am.
I- I just need to think about it.
I understand.
Okay.
You- No, it's okay.
Is the offer still good for a couple of days? For you, yeah.
You're crazy.
Do you see his image? It's St.
Randolph.
He gives me advice on when to gamble.
You know, Connie, I just saw St.
Randolph's image in the back of a cab out front.
Let me show you.
out of his pocket, turns it on and sees another dude inside there and says, " What are you doing here?" And the other guy says, "I don't know.
How do we get out?" He goes, " Help me find my keys, and we'll drive out.
" Ah.
Yeah.
That isn't funny.
"Drive out"? That is- It's not that funny.
I get it.
Well- It's just not a great one.
I- Is that- Yeah.
I'd almost forgotten.
Dwight.
Danny McCoy, Mike Cannon.
From the Montecito, remember? God, I hate when they do this.
Glad you could make it back to Vegas.
Ow.