Yeah, I'm still at work.
Well, it's better than being alone in a hotel room.
No, I am not.
I am not obsessed. I know what obsessed is.
This is not obsessed.
It's done. Seal the exits.
No one gets in or out.
Get this one up. You are under arrest.
Uh, wait a minute.
I, I think there's been some kind of mistake.
The rich and powerful, they take what they want.
We steal it back for you.
Sometimes bad guys make the best good guys.
We provide... leverage.
Two weeks in Tokyo. We'd have a great time.
What are we stealing?
We don't steal anything. We'd be tourists.
I'm not following you.
There ya go.
- Thank you, sweetheart. - Anytime.
- What? - Really?
- What, I can't have a friend? - Join a softball team.
OK. Our next client. Two kids, no job, pension gone.
Uh, state grabbed their land under eminent domain.
So these are all your little lost sheep?
Excuse me?
Well, you know, you can't save 'em all.
I'm gonna get some coffee.
You know he's drinking again.
I'm not an idiot, Tara.
I was told this was a problem.
Drinking's not a problem, it's a symptom.
Hey, all right. OK.
So...
What we...
Eliot, I'm gonna ask you not to do anything violent.
What?
What are you talking about?
I only use violence as an appropriate response.
Hello, Nate.
And this is?
James Sterling. We use to work together.
Insurance.
He seems to rub Eliot the wrong way.
- Ow! - You think?
Hello, Sterling, what are you doing here?
Actually, I came to offer you a job.
There's nothing you can say to make us work with you.
It's Maggie.
Get him upstairs.
This Fabergé egg
was commissioned by Tsar Nicholas of Russia.
Being one of only 69 known to survive
it's worth nine million dollars.
Maggie was working at the museum, verifying Russian artifacts
donated for an exhibit.
The night of the robbery,
she was the only person at the museum.
And there you have it.
- Who is... - Maggie's Nate's ex-wife.
OK. Is there any chance she took the egg?
No. Maggie's the most honest person we know. But, besides that, she's OK.
Maggie's being set up.
- You live and work here? - Yeah.
I like the old place better.
Do not mention the old offices.
Maggie is where precisely, right now?
Currently awaiting trial in the Kiev jail.
When I heard that dear Maggie was being held without bail,
- I rushed... - Please.
As soon as you found out that the Fabergé egg
that your company insures went missing, you...
Rushed to the Ukraine.
Of course I was unable to clear her name.
Well, I assume you have another suspect.
Absolutely.
Alexander Lundy.
International real estate mogul.
Very rich, very powerful.
My only problem is that he works at the American embassy
which makes him untouchable by normal law enforcement.
We gotta book. Our flight leaves in three hours.
OK. Let's go.
Hang on. I... Do you...
I'm not working next to this guy.
No, you don't have to.
I'll work with him. You have a different job.
- What? - Well you're the retrieval specialist.
Retrieve my wife from jail.
Let's go.
OK, Eliot and Hardison just got to the police station.
They're waiting to see the inspector in charge.
Good. Once you get her out, you need to disappear.
She'll never see us. How's Sterling's suspect?
You mean the financial genius, Alexander Lundy?
- Yeah, definitely guilty. - Alex.
Alexander.
Mr. Lundy.
Yeah. So, uh, Mr. Lundy,
what does an economic liaison do here at the American embassy?
I use my contacts from my business in international real estate
to bring investments to developing nations,
such as those in Eastern Europe.
I see. Is that profitable?
Yes. Very. That's the point.
Profitable enough to buy a nine-million-dollar Fabergé egg.
I like pretty things.
Anticipating discussion of this topic,
I have brought copies of the insurance paperwork.
I also brought a copy of Mr. Lundy's schedule, which will verify his alibi
on the day and night in question.
- Thank you, uh... - Sam.
Sam Phillips.
Sam...
Mr. Lundy is not under investigation.
I mean, we'd like to resolve this rather awful situation as quickly as possible.
Well, that's, uh...
That's very fair of you.
I personally have no doubt
you will get what's coming to you very soon.
No.
Maybe we've been unclear.
We were sent by the American embassy.
We have documents, authorized by your government,
requesting the release of Maggie Collins into the US embassy's custody.
No.
Can I ask why you're being so dismissive of my fine documents,
which took a lot of work, personal time, research...
If I release Miss Collins,
I have no guarantee she will return for trial.
She will run straight to American embassy,
where she will be untouchable.
And I will be made fool. Nyet.
- That means no. - Yeah, I got it.
OK, you cannot out-bureaucrat a former Soviet Union bureaucrat.
These guys gamed the most corrupt system on Earth for 50 years.
Paperwork's not gonna cut it.
They're used to trading favors, not forms.
- Hang on. Wait, wait, wait. - No. No.
Look...
I didn't wanna have to pull this card, all right?
We're trying to use discretion here.
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Hello.
Maggie Collins.
OK.
You are not allowed
- to leave the country. - I understand.
And, please, uh, give the Minister my best.
Any time I can help, he should call to me directly.
I will. Thank you.
I'm sorry, what Minister?
Oh, yes, of course. What Minister?
Oh, do not worry, the men were very, very discreet.
You are not releasing me because you think I'm innocent.
What did these men look like?
That lying son of a...
I mean, look at these financials.
The credit crunch wiped him out.
He's maybe three, four months from declaring bankruptcy.
Lundy offers the egg up to the museum for the exhibition
so that it falls under their insurance policy.
Hires a little local muscle to help with the heist.
Tidy payout.
I just need some proof.
It was an inside job.
Average keypad hack time is one minute nine point three seconds,
inner door access card takes at least 30 seconds for anybody but Hardison.
And then the vault was an old Mark Two Remington.
In-and-out average seven minutes 40 seconds,
but these thieves they did it in five minutes 12 seconds.
Maggie had the best access, so the real thieves only had to get her codes and badge.
Yeah. Only way they could pull it off that fast.
How long she been sitting...
Maggie's on his calendar.
He had lunch with her the day of the heist to discuss his collection.
So while he's keeping her busy at lunch,
his men take her ID cards and access codes.
And then she gets framed for the heist.
Oh, boy, I'm gonna nail this son of a bitch...
I can explain.
Maggie, it's not what you think.
It's your first time being a fugitive, so I made you a bag.
Thank you, Parker.
It's not that I don't appreciate getting out of jail.
I just can't live my life a fugitive.
- You're not a fugitive. - Passports. Money. Lock picks.
You were released, not broken out.
Toothpaste. Explosives. Do not mix these up.
Thank you, Parker. But you released me to run.
I'm not going anywhere until my name is cleared.
That's what I'm here to do, to get the egg back and to clear your name.
But you're clearing my name with thieves.
No offense, Parker.
At what?
Actually,
Nate's been rehabilitated.
He's here on official IYS business.
As a consultant.
- I brought him on. - You've gone straight.
The reason they're here is to deal with the authorities
to get you released and everything.
- They're not staying. - Absolutely not.
I don't trust them,
- they don't trust me. - Eliot already punched him.
It's all above board. It's perfectly legit.
I think really the best thing would be go back to the hotel, clean up and everything.
I'll call you if anything happens. I promise.
This, looks like gum. Not gum.
- Diamond-edged file. - Parker. That's great.
She needs this stuff.
I'm just gonna help you with this.
Crime suits you.
You're becoming a much better liar.
Thanks.
Let's nail this Lundy before Maggie figures that out.
I took your advice and did the whole touristy thing.
I went to the museum and it was amazing.
- See? - Yeah.
They have a Guardian T-8-40 security system.
I've only seen those things in books.
And the motion detectors? Whoo! Gorgeous.
Six digital receptors. Six.
What about the paintings?
Finally.
Finally somebody who can help us
with this marriage visa.
- Whoa. Whoa. - This, uh, this is Luba.
I want her to get back home to the States with me.
It's true love.
- We meet on Internet. - We did. We did.
You've got the wrong person.
No, no, no, no. The girl at the front...
She said... She said that you was the man
with the...
Uh, you're right. You not... This ain't...
No, it's not you. I am terribly sorry.
That's fine. Let's just get this cleaned up.
You know how it is with the girls on the Internet.
Sometimes they ain't girls.
- Right. - Right. Right. Yeah.
Best of luck.
Alexander's got a travel visa to the United Arab Emirates.
He's also setting up accounts in the Caymans, Macau and Switzerland.
Yes. Countries with no extradition treaty, tax havens.
Yeah, this does not look like someone who's gonna wait around for an insurance payout.
And this guy showed up on his phone.
I know him. That's Adrian Chernov. He's a fence.
- A fence. - Yeah.
- So, he's selling it. - Sure he's selling it.
He's gonna sell that egg on the black market and run.
I gotta hand it to the guy. It's a pretty good plan.
I almost feel a little bad for screwing it up.
Really? I don't. Hmm?
Uh, Hardison, can you get Chernov's location
for Tara and Eliot, please?
- Chernov. - I got this one.
Really? What are you gonna say to him?
'Cause we got no cover story, we got no background on this cat.
OK. That's it, then. I won't say anything.
Really. Not one word.
When he turns around and looks at you,
do that thing with your eyes that scares people.
What? I don't know what you're talking about.
You know exactly what I'm talking about.
What the...?
Who the hell are you? Do I know you?
Did Samuels send you?
I paid them off. I took care of it.
Oh, God.
Please, is this about the item?
I didn't know. No one told me.
Wait.
Here, this is all I have.
I'll back out.
I'm sorry.
Sorry.
What we imagine is always so much better than the reality.
Like love.
It's blank.
What the hell is this?
It's a Zanzibar Marketplace.
The marketplace is a one-time event,
crops up in a city
after an important piece has been stolen.
You should have seen Stockholm after the Rembrandt heist.
Parking was a bloody nightmare.
All right. How do people find out about it?
Well, the prospective buyers
are invited by their black-market contacts.
They show up, they verify the merchandise
and they make a sealed bid.
Hey, shine an ultraviolet light on that card.
Seriously? You have one just laying around.
The bidder's ID number and the time of the auction's
encrypted on the card.
The bidders write their bid
on the back of the card, one number, no zeroes,
and then they hand it to the seller in a sealed envelope.
They leave town immediately.
A week later, if they win, they transfer the money
and the merchandise is couriered to them by messenger
as soon as the heat's died down.
OK. So, no names, no contact with the money or the item. Nice.
A marketplace means multiple buyers, all at the same time.
Where's he gonna do this without drawing attention?
At the embassy.
Yeah. The American embassy's having a party tonight.
Perfect cover.
Great place to store stolen merchandise.
Pretty much American territory.
Local cops can't get through the gate.
Even if we can prove that Alexander has the egg,
the police can't touch him, search for it.
If we can't let loose the dogs of law enforcement on him, what do we do?
We steal the damn thing back.
Best be right about all this.
I had to pull a lot of strings to get tickets for all of you.
All of ya?
Wait, no.
Hardison, he's in the van,
eating stale candy
while you get to dine on canapés and champagne.
I love canapés.
Terribly sorry about that.
The company has to draw the line somewhere.
I can assure you it has nothing to do with our little incident last year.
The incident where I came within five feet of blowing your ass up?
Yeah, I'm sure it has nothing to do with that at all.
Van smells like cabbage.
How do you put up with all this nagging in your ear?
I've learned to block most of it out.
OK, guys, Tara's on the grift.
She's got the bidding envelope,
so she's gonna head into the auction.
Nate, there's something I need to tell you.
Now, guys, once she spots the egg,
Eliot, Parker, you move in and clean it out.
How're we gonna turn Lundy over to the cops?
Uh, we're not. We're gonna get
the egg and then Sterling's gonna use his pull with IYS to clear Maggie.
Clearing Maggie is the priority, guys.
It's on the tip of my tongue.
Ah, yes.
That.
Try to have fun now.
Alexander's seen you with me, so you can't be the bidder.
- Eliot, you're first team. - He needs the envelope.
So get it to him. Make sure Maggie doesn't see Eliot or Parker.
Parker. Double reverse. On three.
Nate. I thought you said your friends were gone.
Oh, uh, she's not...
Tara. Tara Carlisle.
Hi, Maggie Collins.
- Hi. - Hi.
Mr. Ford, Maggie told me how you helped her get out of jail.
- Thank you so much. - Oh, uh, don't mention it.
I mean, after all, what was I supposed to do, let her sit and rot in a Ukrainian jail
to think about the poor choices she's made
without setting things right or explaining herself?
Cheers.
Oh, sorry.
I'm a little bit lost. I have one of these.
Yep.
Mm-hmm. There ya go.
All right, Nate, he's hired some local security on the payroll.
Watch yourself.
So, uh...
Wow, you guys are, uh...
Mm-hmm. Yes, we are. And you and Tara are...
- Oh. - Yes. Very, very much so. Yes.
Mr. Ford, how's the investigation coming?
Oh, actually, we're kinda moving in on someone right now.
You see, most thieves aren't nearly as smart
or good-looking as they think they are.
I'm sorry, Mr. Lundy, but
the Ambassador is leaving. I think we should...
Yes, yes. I apologize but duty calls.
- It was nice to meet you. - It was nice to meet you.
- Maggie. Maggie. - Maggie. Maggie.
I'm not Sophie. You wanna drink, go ahead.
I'd drink too if I were you.
Smart. Handsome. Successful.
You know, I think he's younger than you too.
OK, you guys, Alexander's on the move.
Don't let that egg out of your sight.
All right, they're about to present the merchandise.
All right, slight problem.
Smart.
OK, Eliot, get them to prove that it's not an old recording.
I'll trace the signal.
Uh, pardon me.
I'm sorry. Am I the only one...
How do we know that this is not a recording?
Could you ask him to move it?
Re-situate the egg.
Now, worst case scenario, that room you're looking at is 100 miles away.
I am checking the Internet traffic in and out of the embassy network.
Just get me a few more seconds.
Excuse me.
Can you have him show me a five, three, five, two, two, please.
Show us five, three, five, two, two.
You're out of time, Hardison.
Look, nothing coming out of the embassy pipeline is -
big enough to be that camera feed.
That room is inside the building.
Eliot, do you see any wires running into the laptop?
No.
That means they're running it off the ad-hoc wireless network.
All I have to do is isolate the camera's IP address.
You see, all the Cold War embassies were honeycombed with secret corridors
and secret rooms for listening posts.
But none of them are used anymore.
Parker, I'm sending you the map right now.
Just follow the ping. That's your egg room.
I got it.
No, I know exactly what you mean.
Hi.
Sorry to interrupt this...
Can I get two minutes?
- Oh, sure. Bye. - Bye.
Yeah, Alexander seems nice.
Yeah, he is.
- And Tara seems so sweet. - Hmm.
She's a foreign aid worker.
Really? I mean, really. Yes.
- Really. - So, what happened to Sophie?
Uh, that got a bit complicated.
Right, because you're such a simple man.
Anyway, I should go find Alexander.
You know, I would actually like to talk to him too.
Uh, you know, maybe we can go together?
See what he's up to.
Together.
I'm right outside the door. There's no sign of Alexander.
Your bids, please.
All right, Parker,
they just shut off the feed to the egg room.
Whoever's in that room is gonna be coming out.
I can't get past him.
I'm out of position.
Me too.
Hey.
Whoa!
What are ya doing there, buddy? Come on.
You are interfering with the natural course of my events.
Listen, um, maybe you can help me.
I'm supposed to meet my brother's sis...
It's a secret.
- OK. - It's a secret.
Can you help? Yeah?
- Absolutely. - Cool.
- Will you come with me? - My...
- Uh, it's empty. - OK.
- I'll get rid of it. - You sure?
- Yeah. - You're very strong.
Well, thank you. Careful now.
- I've got the package. - Great.
Let's clear out before they realize the egg is gone.
Anyone seen Nate?
You're welcome.
I don't know how you people managed...
Um, I'm sorry, man.
That just happens sometimes with the ear buds.
You know, feedback.
As I was saying, the method...
Sorry.
This isn't gonna stop until I...
Stop talking.
Shh. Please.
Where's Nate?
I swear I saw him duck in here.
Yes, but we haven't checked the southeast corridor.
And you know I'd really like to give him the good news myself.
I've heard that voice before.
What?
Huh? Hmm?
You don't even know that you do it, do you?
I'm sorry. Doing what?
That's your intercom voice.
- Now, Maggie, listen... - You lied to me.
Now, wait, Maggie. Alexander, you need to know...
- Do not drag him in this. - He's already into this.
OK. More than you...
I hate to be the one to tell you...
Nate.
No!
No offense, but I think I was better off in jail.
Oh.
Think we were Tasered.
Same thing that happened to me at the robbery.
Did you see who did this?
Yeah, they looked like security guards from the embassy.
Yeah, Eliot warned me about that.
I already tried it. It's locked.
Come on.
- I just said it was locked. - Yeah. No, I know. It's just...
Men.
This isn't good. I can't get him on his cell phone.
- Not on the comm. - Case is closed, people.
The egg is back.
I'm sure Nate is breaking it to Maggie
about her continued poor choice in men.
It's Nate's cell.
We have your people.
No police.
Await further instructions.
What are you doing?
Calling the police. They don't get to dictate terms...
We're not calling the cops.
Two hostages means they can kill one to make a point.
All right, listen.
There's three types of calls we can get next.
One: amateur, cash in a dump site.
Number two: professional,
that's wire transfers and multiple location drop-offs.
And three: targeted.
- Targeted toward us? - No.
Towards a specific ransom demand.
- Not cash. - You're not risking
- a nine-million-dollar artifact on a hunch! - Might be the only chance.
Let me run this.
We track the calls,
we find out whoever it is
- that the police surround... - Sterling.
I'm the retrieval specialist.
That's my job.
Your friends' lives hang in the balance.
And you're gonna take your cues from a punch-up artist
instead of me?
Call me when you need me,
'cause you will need me.
Basically we're looking for anything to help us get outta here.
Nate? At the party,
you were trying to tell me something about Alexander.
We can deal with that later.
No. Why don't you just tell me now?
Getting you out is the main priority.
Why don't you tell me what's...
You don't understand. You don't have to do this.
I'll give you anything. Take my watch.
It's a Petite Fillipe.
Oh. Thank God.
It's Alexander. He's gone crazy.
That's what I was trying to tell you upstairs.
There's no sign of Alexander at his home or the embassy.
And his embassy car's been signed out. He's spooked.
He's angry.
We took his payday.
All right. All right.
Go.
If you follow our instructions
your friends will be returned unharmed.
We agree. Tell us what you want.
You owe me nine million dollars.
It's Alex. It's Alexander.
I still have a buyer for the egg.
Return it and I return your friends.
I want proof of life. Now.
Agreed.
Yeah. We got Alexander's financials
and he's three months from bankruptcy.
And the theft was definitely an inside job.
I think you were right. I don't think we should talk about this.
I know this is difficult hearing this about your boyfriend, I get that.
Boyfriend? We date, Nate. We go on dates.
I know that's probably not as exciting as stealing art with your new friend Tara.
I'm not dating Tara.
What you do is you make a cut.
You're dating Sophie.
I'm not dating Sophie, either. I'm not dating anyone.
But good for you moving on with a thieving kidnapper.
- That's terrific. - Alleged thieving kidnapper.
- Well, call it what you want... - No, it's all true.
I found some irregularities in Mr. Lundy's finances.
He told me they were no problem, he took the files,
which of course tipped me off.
- I knew something was wrong. - There's proof of life.
I didn't have access to all of his books.
I was in that room earlier.
That's the room the egg was in.
- They're at the embassy. - It doesn't do us any good.
We can't storm it, and the police can't touch it.
Immigration papers,
which, you know, my team found.
Your team?
I thought your said your team had gone?
You lied to me. You've been lying to me since we got here.
- Then he told me... - No.
...he was going to kill me.
His men threw me in here like an animal.
Yeah. I was lying to you for your own good.
Quick little hint for your next marriage,
that excuse does not fly with any woman on Earth.
Oh, next marriage? Well, that's really nice to say.
You know what? I've heard that one before.
- Heard what before? - The whole...
Are you actually having this argument now?
- She started it. - He started it.
I've sent you the address.
Come alone at dawn.
Bring the egg...
...or your friends die.
OK, the address is one of Alexander's construction sites.
Local project.
Abandoned after his business got in trouble.
So, now, we have to go convince Sterling, who hates you...
Us, hates us.
...to loan you a nine-million-dollar antique,
so you can bring it to a ransom drop.
We know who's behind this, all right?
We know what they want.
We have the upper hand here.
We do.
Well, that was close.
You owe me nine million dollars.
- Give me that. - The thing everyone screws up
when they fake their own death?
No body. Well, that can work,
but it leaves no suspect for the police to chase.
- You won't get away with this. - No. You will.
Of course.
I've left an evidence trail a mile wide.
Visa applications, accounts in offshore banks.
- You were my friend. - I was your employee.
And thanks to your screw-ups, I was an employee
with no pension, no savings, no nothing.
That was really, really unacceptable to me.
Well, it's a good plan.
What? Listen, I spent 20 years chasing,
you know, guys that faked their own death.
I mean this one, it's pretty well thought out.
Exactly. Alexander Lundy,
desperate for cash, turns to violence.
And his poor assistant, Sam, loyal to the last,
caught in a crossfire at a ransom drop gone bad.
- Crossfire? - More like a blast radius.
That Alexander Lundy is crazy.
Sam.
Sam, don't do this, please, I'll pay you, I'll pay you anything.
Pay me? With what? You can't even put walls in this place.
When Nate's people get here...
They should already be here.
Just not, you know, here.
Go.
Put the egg in the elevator.
Send it down, we send your people up.
- I want proof of life. - So do I.
Picture of the egg, now. Your man's persistent.
Well, he'll be dead
in about two minutes,
so it doesn't really matter.
You're never gonna get out of the country, you know.
Oh, but the embassy car's waiting outside.
Straight to the airport, right past customs
and into a private jet, all in Alexander's name.
We'll be in South America by the time they're through
hosing you and your friend up there off the walls.
Your friends for the Fabergé egg.
Put it in the elevator.
It's on its way down.
Come on. Come on.
Can you defuse it?
I'm trying. When I get it I will.
Nate.
What?
Get the car started.
What?
No!
Excuse me. I just have to grab that bomb.
Oh, my God.
The, uh, elevator stopped.
Yeah.
Go.
It's OK.
First bomb's always the hardest.
You know, it's not that embarrassing.
I do not want to talk about it.
OK.
How in the world did you get the elevators to stop
without the numbers stopping?
I sped 'em up 1.5 seconds per floor for the first ten floors.
And then I sent 'em down regular speed for the last ten floors.
There was a 15-second window in the middle for Parker to work her magic.
Looks like I missed the party.
They do what we thought?
Oh yeah. Ran right to their little embassy car
headed straight for the airport, fast as they could.
- This is an embassy car. - You were speeding.
American Embassy.
You cannot pull us over or give us a ticket.
- We are late for a flight... - This is not embassy car.
Does not have embassy plates.
Don't be ridiculous.
This, this isn't right.
Listen. Listen to me.
Those plates are reported stolen. Against the car.
- Against the car. - You don't understand.
The plates have been switched.
This is a sovereign vehicle of the United States government.
- You have no authorization... - Be quiet. Put your head down.
How did...
Webcam. No sound the first time I saw it.
Can you have them show me a five, three, five, two, two, please.
Then they turned up sound for proof of life.
Why would they turn up the volume during the second show?
There's our proof of life.
I was in that room earlier.
That's the room the egg was in.
They're at the embassy.
Yeah, well, it doesn't do us any good.
We can't storm it, and the police can't touch it.
Was it because they wanted us to hear Sam's performance?
It's 101, man.
After that, you don't have to be a rocket scientist to figure it out.
You know, people underestimate you, Eliot.
That's kind of the point.
Hey. Where's the egg?
Yeah, in order for us to get the egg from Sterling
he made some additions to the plan.
Inspector, what can you tell us about this case at the time?
Well, uh, we catch people on way to airport.
Uh, we catch the...
Inspector. Excellent, excellent work.
I see you got my call.
What call?
When I realized who was responsible
and overheard they were trying to make their escape to the airport,
well, here you go. I had to stick close.
These men are responsible for...
Responsible for stealing the Fabergé egg.
Can I get a name? Can I get a name?
Sterling.
Jim Sterling.
And that's not all.
Today, based on his work recovering the priceless artifact,
James Sterling was invited to join Interpol.
He's a real-life Sherlock Holmes.
Interpol. Seriously?
And Sterling's career gets another boost off of our hard work.
- We didn't even get paid. - Nope.
I hate this guy.
Now you're part of the team.
I should have known it would be this place.
Can you stay in town?
No. I have to get back to LA.
Hmm. But not...
Alexander.
No.
He had issues.
Bankruptcy, political fallout,
the whole freaking out when he thought there was a bomb thing.
- Yeah. - Yeah...
But I wouldn't be too tough on him about that.
Parker's right, the first bomb is the hardest.
Yeah, he's...
Anyway.
I'm sorry I lied to you, Maggie.
So am I.
This isn't what I wanna do.
Now, that's the lie.
No, no, I...
Things have been kinda tough lately so...
There's Irish whiskey in that coffee, isn't there?
Yeah.
Little bit. Sorry.
It's not the liquor that worries me.
It's the fact you're hiding it in your coffee cup.
Nate...
I meant what I said before.
I really like the man that you've become.
Too bad you don't.