This is pretty much every game.
Does he ever win?
Yeah, he always wins.
This is my dad's strategy --
he's a punching bag who punches back.
Which makes the other guy focus on his hits
and forget about his balance.
Yeah, like Terry O'Reilly.
He actually used to be pretty good.
In the juniors, they said he skated like guy LaFleur.
Then they saw his right hook.
That's it. All done. Come on, guys.
Well, the crowd loves him.
You should see him after the game.
He comes home all kinds of messed up.
He gets confused. He says things that don't make sense.
Like what things?
Like the other night, after the game,
he looked around the car,
and he asked me where my mom was.
Where was she?
Uh, it was a car accident.
Three years ago.
I've looked online, and all the medical sites
say the same thing about my dad's symptom.
It's called concussion syndrome.
It can lead to brain damage and even death.
What about his own doctors? He's got to be cleared to play.
That's kind of the problem.
He has to get evaluated by the doctors all season.
He's got stacks of these papers.
"We have conducted a complete medical..."
Okay, so, it doesn't say anything about any serious head trauma.
Just basic cuts, bruises, things like that.
Who is this Dr. Matsuda -- team doctor?
Yes.
I know it says he had MRIs
and the doctor said he was fine,
but I see my dad off the rink.
And he is not fine, Mr. Ford.
There's two games left in the season.
I mean, somebody who would -- It's not gonna work.
I've tried that a hundred times.
He won't do it.
My dad thinks he's indestructible.
He needs help.
You help people who are being hurt, right?
I need you to save my dad from himself.
But I want to see it!
I'm serious, Parker. No. It's not a toy, okay?
This is a rare earth electromagnet.
It's very strong, very dangerous.
You ever wonder why the nerds have nine fingers?
That's why.
Okay? Right now, it's inert.
But you flip the switch...
Hm.
Okay, Hardison.
Okay. The Oregon otters.
They're a minor-league hockey team
currently in their fifth game of a seven-game playoff series.
Uh...
There goes our man Craig Marko. That's Danny's pop.
He plays wing for the otters,
but, more importantly, he's an enforcer.
Goon.
Like a bodyguard?
No. Yeah.
Well, yeah.
I mean, the enforcers exist to protect the elite players
like your Gretzkys, your Crosbys, and everything.
They intimidate. They keep order.
Without the enforcers, what would you have?
I mean, you know, they exist to do exactly that.
It's sort of like the fear of having to fight one of them
is what keeps everything cool.
Oh! Schelling's theory of rational deterrence.
The cold war?
That's actually, terrifyingly, exactly right.
But it doesn't apply here.
Goons exist for nothing more
than a twisted, ritualistic battle
that grinds the actual hockey to a halt
so that two thugs can just slug it out.
Well, if you didn't have the enforcers, superstars wouldn't exist.
So, the opposing team would just go after the sniper.
Come on, there's a job to do.
Uh, yeah.
Now, this is Pete Rising. He's the team owner.
Did a small stint in the NHL.
He bounced around a couple Russian leagues for a minute.
And then he inherits a ton of money,
he buys the Oregon otters,
and he turns out tripling the team's revenue.
And he did it by turning the enforcer, or "goon" fights,
into a circus attraction.
You see, he marketed the brawls.
He created, like, a culture where going to an otter game
meant hockey was just something that happened
in between the fights.
Look. See all these dots right here?
Every one of these dots is a Craig Marko throwdown.
What are the red ones?
The red ones are fights that other players initiated.
And, as you see, there aren't many of them,
but when they do happen, they happen in clusters.
Fights in every period, even on power plays?
How would you even know what --
I thought this guy was like a minor-league hammer.
You know, like -- like -- like Dave "The Hammer" Schultz?
- Who is she? - What? Oh. A girl can't watch hockey?
Wh-what did you steal?
Something... Hockey-related.
A certain...trophy.
No, you didn't. No, not the Stanley cup.
- Uh-huh. - No. I saw it last year in Boston.
No, that was a fake. It wasn't a fake.
And not a very good one.
No, no, no, no, no. I'm sorry. My engraver was awful.
Okay, so, where's the real one?
I don't remember.
Did -- Nate, the...
So, Danny, Marko's kid,
thinks that the real medical files are being hidden somewhere.
So we got to make sure that we get those
and that Marko doesn't fight.
How are we gonna keep that guy from fighting?
That's what we have Eliot for.
You know, to, uh... For the...
Okay, my wa-- anyone seen my watch?
Hardison? My watch. Huh? What?
I ain't seen nothing. Why are you calling me out?
Like I said,
I'm on my way out, and I don't have time.
So if you can, call my office and schedule an appointment,
and then we can go ahead and talk about this.
I know, but it really hurts when I do this. Ow!
See? Right there.
We could just go to your office for like a second.
Oh, want some gum?
Yeah.
No, I mean, I don't have time, Mrs., uh...
Which player is your husband?
The big one...
Who can skate.
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Is this his actual MRI?
Yeah. And you don't want to see his X-ray.
Looks like a game of pick-up sticks.
This says,
"indications of swelling on the brain, possible edema."
Mm-hmm.
Rising's not just letting him play,
he's hiding this to make him play.
Right.
The next blow to the head that Craig Marko takes...
Could be his last.
Nice shot.
The ice is closed.
This is my private time to clear my head. I'm the owner.
Pete Rising, right?
Jeff Hansen.
Agent.
Big fan of you and your otters.
I hate agents.
You and me both, brother.
Listen, the thing is, I got this player, right?
He's just out of his contract,
and he needs a little exposure.
Can you help out?
I'm afraid I can't help you there, brother.
You don't even want to hear his stats?
You think I sign players 'cause of their stats?
People don't come here to watch hockey.
They come here to see bloodstains on the ice.
So why don't you clear it?
Tell you what -- how about 1,000 bucks a puck?
So, this isn't just hypothetical?
Hey, if it makes you nervous...
You know, I used to play professionally. Sure. Europe.
Cup of coffee in the NHL -- Yeah, you played for a minute.
Cup of coffee, huh?
Let's shoot pucks for money.
You know, money -- it's just... It's overrated.
Let's make it more interesting.
Let's say, uh, 10 pucks, yeah?
If I win, you play my guy, you sign him.
And if you win, you can have my boat, my house, my jet, my wife.
Line 'em up.
Ouch.
Hey, what's your guy's name?
Ladies and gentlemen,
straight from his record-setting turn
in the northern caribou league... What league?
Let's give an Oregon otters welcome to...
Jacques Labert!
It's actually pronounced "Jack."
Welcome back to game six of this seven-game series
between the Oregon otters and the Reno freeze.
Let's go, Marko. You and me. Come on.
Looks like bowman is taunting Marko again. Oh, yeah? Yeah? You want some, man?
These two danced in game three... Round two, huh?
...with Marko getting the best of him.
The rookie Labert is trying to get out of his way. Aw, come on!
And bowman goes down before Marko even gets his sleeves up.
Weird, huh?
Might have been the best thing for bowman, Stu.
Looks like Marko's giving a little on-ice advice
to the rookie Labert.
What are you doing? Playing hockey.
Stay out of my way. We're on the same team, Marko.
Yeah, don't forget it.
Marko's got a lot more to his game than just his fists.
But that's not why everyone is here.
Rogers and Downey ready for the face-off.
And Veach is trying to start something with Marko.
And, whoa, the new kid, Jacques Labert,
lays a massive hit on Veach.
You trying to steal my bonus?
Did you get that, Nate?
Well, looks like our Jacques Labert's
gonna be a fan favorite.
Maybe he'll be next year's enforcer.
Sure. But what about Marko?
Hockey's a rough sport.
You never know what might happen.
Hey, Pete, can I get your autograph?
Sophie, Hardison, I need you to go into Rising's office,
check the financials, see what's going on with Marko's bonus.
We're on our way now.
Now, his office is behind that door.
The only other entrance
is through the employees-only section.
Well, do you have a plan?
Sort of.
Parker, you ready?
How does she do that?
It's never too early to get your season tickets
for next year's Oregon otters.
3-on-2 now as the otters take the puck up ice.
Labert takes the puck forward.
And he's not going to be denied.
He's saying, "that crease is mine."
Come on, pretty boy. Let's go, pretty boy.
He's not really letting Marko do his job.
He's not? No.
All right, Labert!
And look at that. Labert drops Bernard.
Whoa! No wonder this kid dominated the caribou league, eh, Marv?
I've never heard of that league, Stu.
How pretty is that?
Labert is sending a message that this is his house,
and the otter nation is loving it.
I think they're chanting, "Jack the bear."
Well, I ain't the thief or the grifter.
That's the end of the second period...
Okay.
...with the freeze clinging to a one-goal advantage.
Hmm.
Go, Marko.
Okay.
Nate, yep.
Yep, it looks like Rising does have a bonus deal for Marko.
He's set to get half a mil
at the end of the season playing every game.
And the kicker is, he has to fight in every one of them
or he gets nothing.
What are you talking about? What?
Oh, the ref. He just -- I don't know what he's...
Nate, does this make any sense to you?
It's the same dollar amount after every entry.
"D.P.A.C., 1-2-1-0-1-1.
S.A.S.S., 1-2-1-4-1-1."
I got to get this.
It's too loud in here to make a call.
Yes?
Programs! Get your programs!
Hey, the numbers are dates.
Read them again as dates.
December 10th, December 14th.
December 17th, December 21st, December 23rd.
Yeah! Otters! Another shift change.
And all the otters lines are working hard tonight.
I told you to stay out of my way!
I'm not in your way. I'm in theirs.
I know what it is.
See, each one of these dots
represents a Craig Marko throwdown.
Okay, so, the clusters of red dots
are when the opposition started fights with Marko.
Rising's put a bounty out on his own player.
He's paying other teams to take Marko out
so he doesn't have to pay the bonus.
So where is all his money?***
Those bounties he put out on Marko
add up to less than 5 grand.
Are we talking about Rising's money, Marko's bonus, or the bounties?
Well, all of it's all connected. We just got to figure out how.
Follow the cash. Yeah, that's right.
We have to figure out where Rising's money went.
Well, maybe instead of trying to track down the money,
we should let the money find us.
- Are you thinking -- - The other hockey job I ran --
the one with the you-know-what --
we ran the Oligschlager shuffle.
It would work just the same here.
That's the one with the turtle, right?
The Russian one -- like my partner on it, Vlad.
We'd need him to pull it off.
Bring him in. Maybe he can tell us where lord Stanley is.
You know what, Marko?
You got one more game left. One more game.
Why don't you let me help you?
Watch your back, make sure nobody --
My back doesn't need watching.
I got a job to do.
The fans count on me.
Everyone's counting on me.
You know, I know a little inside scoop on Rising and his doctor.
You're not as healthy as you think you are.
The doctor will sign it.
No one will know.
What the hell are you --
You don't have to do this, man. You can walk away.
I got a job to do.
Look at you, man! You can barely move!
You barely fought tonight!
- What are you like when you're throwing hands all nigh-- - Dad!
There you are.
You haven't finished getting dressed again, dad.
Make sure he keeps those --
I got it, okay?
You see me tonight, Danny?
Good, huh?
Yeah. I saw you play.
You were good, dad. You're always good.
You can go now, okay? We're fine.
Played a hell of a game tonight, your dad.
You should be proud of him.
Were you messing with me?
When did I ever lie about a grift?
All right, so, tell -- tell me where it is.
Oh, there's Vlad.
Busiak?
Mm-hmm.
Vladimir Busiak was your partner?
Yeah.
Oh, maybe I should have said he played some hockey.
"Played some hockey"? He's in the hall of fame!
You didn't steal the cup.
It's been in his living room three different times.
Vlad.
Sophie.
Mwah. Baby duck.
My rose.
Yeah. Wh--
Are you causing my Sophie problems?
I will cause you problems.
That's, uh -- listen, that's pretty reckless talk
from a guy with a medial tear that hasn't quite healed
and a chronic rotator cuff, Vlady.
Hey! I love this guy!
My drog.
Hello, Vlady. Nate.
So, what do we do? What?
Yeah, there he is over there. Hey, Jacques!
Yeah. Yeah. That's how to do it.
But just making the plays start.
Hustle! Hustle!
Hey, hey. Jack the bear, looking good.
Vlad.
Jacques.
Is that who I think it is?
Holy crap.
Hit it harder!
And no one knows about it yet.
You know, it's gonna be quite amazing.
So, when you're in front of other people...
He did a small stint in the NHL.
He bounced around a couple of Russian leagues for a minute.
Hey. Excuse me for interrupting, but, uh...
Oh! Oh, hey.
This is Pete Rising, owner of the otters here.
This is --
Oh, I know who this is.
Vladimir Busiak.
Seven-time all-star, three Stanley cups.
What the hell are you doing here?
Vacation.
We got to get going, Vlad.
The what? The world hockey league?
No, I don't know anything about it.
How would I know?
All over the web?
Well, maybe I don't have as much time as you lawyer types
to surf the web all day,
so just send me everything you can right now.
You know, I always felt if you hadn't played during the Bobby Orr era,
Park would have won, I don't know,
five, six Norris trophies easy.
That is true. Ever hear of Kharlamov?
Oh, sure. Russian national team during the '70s.
Best I ever saw.
Da. Better than the great one.
Wow. Really? Absolutely.
Oh, uh... here we go.
Hey, Hansen! Huh? Huh?
Hansen, don't walk away! I know everything.
Ah, I'm kind of -- kind of busy. Kind of in a rush.
Oh, yeah? You got a world hockey league meeting to get to?
I'm sorry, what?
Don't embarrass yourself any more than you already have.
I played hockey in Russia for two years.
Your accent is...
Is true.
Thanks, Vlad.
I want in.
Look, you don't know a damn thing about it.
I know everything about it.
My lawyer just sent it to me, okay?
You're scouting for the only American franchise
right here in Oregon.
Projected revenues in tens of millions of dollars.
No wonder a superstar like Busiak
is hanging with a scrub like you.
You're pretty scrubby.
Vlad, please.
Listen, Rising, it's not up to me, okay?
Here's the thing.
You -- you would have to meet Olyenkov.
Olyenkov?
Yeah. Nadia Olyenkov. This is her show.
Okay, she's got $2 billion of her own money in the WHL.
She's crazy, but she's rich. She knows how to make a deal.
Okay, so introduce us.
No. No, it's not gonna -- not gonna work.
No, there's only one way she lets people in.
Well, tell me what it is, and I'll do it.
You're gonna have to make friends with the Zacato.
What is that, some kind of code?
No.
Come on, Vlad.
Uh, Nadia, this is Pete Rising.
You know, we discussed the d--
Nyet.
Ah.
"Nyet." Okay. Well, that's it.
You had your shot. Let's go.
What? No!
I'm not -- Ms. Olyenkov, Nadia -- whatever --
I don't want to waste your time.
Just give me 30 seconds, please.
Go.
Okay, go, go.
All right, look.
I own a minor-league team right here in town
that's good enough for the majors,
but I've never bumped them. You know why?
Politics, capital investment,
maybe you have small brain.
No.
It's because the NHL was too small.
I didn't know it at the time,
but I was waiting for something global.
Now, you need an American hockey team
for the world hockey league, okay?
You're obviously not interested in the NHL
or you wouldn't be here.
Instead of spending five years
building a stadium and creating a team,
why not take what's already here?
You'll love the otters.
You think otters hit my sweet spot?
What do you think?
No. She's talking to the Zacato.
Yeah. There's only three in the world. That's one of them.
Hm.
I think he likes you.
Well, I like...
it?
- Hunh! - No.
No, no. Don't want to do that.
He'll go right through the glass, take your hand off.
Okay.
No.
Tomorrow, you bring me $500,000.
Then you join.
You got it.
There we go. Fantastic.
Great practice, Jacques!
It's "Jack."
Marko, I ain't playing with you, man.
I'm not gonna fight you, Craig!
You're not gonna have a choice!
You know what your l4 and your l5 is?!
It's your lower vertebrae on your spine!
Yours is cracked all to hell.
One shot to it and you don't walk again.
You think you know everything about me, don't you?
I know you got edema in your brain!
I know you got an enlarged heart.
You want me to keep going? Not really.
No.
I'm gonna tell you what I know about you.
I know you don't have a kid.
'Cause you just tried your dead-level best
to scare the hell out of me,
and you didn't mention my son once.
So I don't care about all the x-rays and MRIs you've seen
'cause you don't know a damn thing about me!
I do it for my son.
That's why I suit up.
One more game.
After that, I don't...
I don't care what happens to me.
But until you have a family,
I would never expect you to understand.
Yeah, you're right.
I got no family.
Not like you mean.
But I had brothers.
I had a lot of 'em.
I didn't know all their names -- not all of 'em --
but I knew their faces
and I knew their rank.
And I did things that I didn't want to do
because they counted on me -- Bad things for good reasons.
And you know what I learned?
Bad choices are bad choices.
Doesn't matter why you made them.
And they tear you apart from the inside out.
And you don't even notice.
He's putting bounties out on you, Craig!
Rising's paying people to take you out!
Good luck finding the guy that can do that.
Did I fall asleep again?
Here.
Thanks.
How did the movie end?
Soylent green is people.
Whoa. I know.
Just sit with it for awhile.
Yuck.
What's up?
There's something weird in Rising's financials.
Uh, you should get changed. It's time to go meet Nate.
Okay.
Are you having
a staring contest with a turtle?
No, I just won a staring contest with a turtle.
Is it weird that I find that oddly attractive?
So, did you win?
Did I what?
Contest.
Oh, yes. Yes, I did. Yes.
Vlad, would you mind grabbing the door?
Our guest is here.
Pete. Come in.
How you doing?
Good. How are you?
Here's the thing.
You guys are for real.
You got the best marketing firms, billions in backing...
And I know enough about this business
to know that in a deal like this,
sooner or later, you guys will squeeze me out.
I also know enough to recognize when I can't compete, so...
I'm out.
Out of WHL?
Out of hockey.
My team's bankrupt. I'm filing on Monday.
So, if you want to buy this franchise,
you have to be first in line.
Of course, the bank will want you to pay off the $5 million.
What $5 million?
There's a lot of unpaid bills,
and I haven't taken a salary myself for quite some time, so...
How much of that is your deferred salary?
$4 million.
So, hey, good luck with it all.
Maybe I'll see you on the ice again someday, huh?
What the hell just happened?
You did too good a job.
Thanks, Vlad.
Okay, not only did he not bring any money,
but someone --only I won't mention any names --
went a little overboard in the WHL marketing materials.
What? Like I'm supposed to do a bad job?
Well, no, but you did such a good job
that he decided to declare bankruptcy
rather than compete.
And what about Marko's bonus?
Yeah, Marko's bonus. Well, forget about that.
I mean, we pretty much ensured that Marko's bonus
and the rest of the team's bonus, salary, insurance -- gone.
Yesterday he accessed an account that was held by a shell company
with a chain of title so convoluted
I'm still unraveling it.***
He cleaned everything out.
Okay. He's skimming from the team. Yeah.
He said that most years, he loses money on the team,
but the team's actually doing pretty solid business.
Yep. He's stealing from the operation.
Yeah. And that's why he's afraid of us.
Because if we invite him into the franchise,
there's gonna be an audit to end all audits.
Who's hungry? Hey, anybody, doughnuts?
But wha-- How come he hasn't spent any of the money?
He has no way to hide it from the government.
Well, how does that change after he declares bankruptcy?
It doesn't.
Rising is going to launder money, yeah?
Yeah. Yeah, that's great. Thanks. Thanks, there, Vlad.
The question is when?
Tonight. Tonight?
You think you can come up with a plan?
Already have. It's in one of my contingencies.
Okay. I want to hear this plan.
Hardison, you're gonna be with Sophie.
We were never here in this apartment. It didn't exist.
Vlad, thank you for the autographed stick, puck, and gloves.
Any time.
Thank you.
One game left, boys.
We got to leave it all on the ice tonight.
Hustle up!
The skate -- knee went right through it.
Keep it going!
Here you go. Thanks.
Enjoy the game.
Okay, Parker, how would you do it?
Cash flow starts there.
Here you go. Thanks.
Every 20 minutes, a guard removes the collected cash from the box office.
And the guard carries the cash to Rising's office.
The cash is dropped into a specially designed lockbox.
You can put things in, but only a bank official
can open one up to take things out.
It's like a mailbox you can carry.
And that is where Rising
will add the extra cash to the lockbox.
As long as no one looks too closely,
they'll never know that it didn't come from legitimate ticket sales.
It's classic money laundering.
Once the box office is closed,
the lockbox is carried from Rising's office to a loading zone.
An armored car picks it up, takes it to the bank.
But we don't want to hit it in Rising's office --
too much attention.
And once the box is on the armored car,
the bank's insurance kicks in,
and Rising's protected against theft.
So, that just leaves one place.
Mm-hmm.
This guy -- your new partner.
Yes?
You like him?
Yes.
I like him, too.
My rose.
It's all or nothing tonight, folks.
Game seven here in otter town
between the Reno freeze and your Oregon otters.
The otters have a new hero in Jacques Labert,
the kid from Saskatoon,
who's proving he's got as much punch as Craig Marko.
The puck's about to drop.
And here we go.
The puck is deflected by Raymondjack,
and the freeze take early control.
Marko looks like a shark with blood in the water.
Somebody call a doctor.
There's Labert again using Franco like he's a toboggan.
Labert is a man possessed tonight,
and he's jawing at every freeze player he makes contact with.
Let's face it off.
Come on, Duffy!
Downey and Marko ready for the face-off.
Puck controlled by the otters.
No, it's stolen by Veach.
Labert is all over the ice tonight.
He pins Siegel against the boards
and is talking trash again.
Oh, doctor!
Wrong team!
I told you how this would go. Remind me!
I just did. Did you see that?
Hardison, I need you on your way. Now.
Only 6 1/2 minutes left, and the game is still tied.
Look at Jack the bear.
Even in the penalty box,
he is still jawing at the freeze players.
She's all yours. Thank you, sir.
Labert lays a devastating cross-check on Schuckersand...
That's it, Labert. I told you every time, didn't I?
Back to the box. Told ya.
Boy, Marv, with Labert in the box,
maybe we'll finally see Marko do battle.
Here we go, Stu.
With Labert still watching from the penalty box,
the freeze enjoy 30 more seconds of power play.
Marko's got that look in his eye, Stu.
He wants a game-seven scrum with somebody.
Craig Marko has barely gotten into it with anyone these last two games...
Come on. So he's itching to brawl.
Fight! Drop your gloves!
This is the most amazing thing I've ever seen.
This game has come to a complete stop.
Somebody fight me!
Let's go! Drop your gloves!
Come on! Let's go!
Every doctor he's seen has said the same thing.
You don't want to be the one that kills a legend, do you?
I'm trying to make you see
that if you hit him in the head one more time,
could be the last one.
He could die. Eh?
Somebody fight me!
Let's go!
Let's play some hockey.
Go!
Well, Stu, looks like we're finally gonna see
Marko play the kind of hockey he did
back in the juniors.
We have a problem. We need a bank official on site.
Downey digging in the corner,
and the otters control the puck.
If nobody scores in the next minute,
we are going into overtime.
Sir, it's stuck. We can't lift it.
See?
Can you open it?
What?
Final seconds here
as the otters drive it into the crease.
Waddell flips it to Marko, and he scores!
Holy cow! What a shot!
Otters win! Otters win!
That's the end of the season and the end of...
Nice shot.
You here to gloat?
A little.
You really got me pinned up against the boards.
Can't go to the cops, can I?
No, not really.
I'm gonna lose everything.
Yeah. That's sort of the point.
Why?
You put a bounty out on your own man --
a guy that you knew
put his life on the line for his teammates
every time he stepped out onto the ice.
What's this?
What is this?
I think they may have found out about your little plan
to declare bankruptcy and not pay anyone.
Or it could have been the matter of you putting a bounty
on the head of somebody that they count on.
Who are you guys?
Enforcers are put on the ice
to make sure things don't go too far.
If they do, they step in -- regulate.
Every player on this ice is an enforcer.
There's no reason to do this.
Oh, there's every reason to do this.
What do you want, huh?!
I got nothing!
They took everything!
Nope. Not everything.
The team.
Yes.
This is the contract for the sale of the team.
You did all this so that you could own the otters?
I'm not gonna be the new owner of the otters.
No. They will.
Ugh!
Thank you.
I'm not gonna forget about this, Marko.
Good...Jacques.
All right, guys! Let's do it again!
You said you want to be a part of this?
Come on, little Marko!
So, is it someplace warm?
I don't remember.
Hm.
Is it in Boston?
Nate, I don't remember.
Are you sure it's the Stanley cup?
That I remember.
Where's the last place you remember, uh, having it?
I don't remember.