Man 1: Oh, my god.
Man 2: That's great.
Alex: Excuse me. Sony.
Huh?
You telegraph your marks.
Alex: Four years in prison and you're still the best.
Mssnm, abx? Neverthoughtaboutfi.
You have something that belongs to me.
Actually...
It belongs to a guy named Joe Nelson. Come on, you're still running that trick?
Small amusements to keep the day interesting.
Now, what do you want, Caffrey?
I need your expertise on this.
Alex: The music box.
You're finally admitting you never had it?
You got closer than anyone else.
We got closer.
But that didn't work out.
Maybe it will this time.
Sorry. I can't help you. I gave up on that a long time ago.
Yeah? Then why do you still carry this in your purse?
It's a piece from the box, right?
I know your Mark, remember?
Don't fault me for nostalgia. I couldn't bring myself to part with it.
I don't know anything more about the music box.
My number's in here.
In case.
Good to see you, Alex.
Peter: Shift change, boys and girls.
What's happening? Nothing unusual.
Housekeepers and staff coming in and out.
Our insider trader do any insider trading?
Oh, he's been a little too preoccupied to make any calls. Rewind the tape, Jones.
That doesn't look like Mrs. Gray.
Lauren: Bought a nooner with a younger version.
Hey, how do you know he's paying for it? Maybe it's true love.
Seriously? A guy that old with a girl that young?
Buying her with something. Peter: When was this?
Oh, 40 minutes ago.
[Gunshot]
Peter: Was that on tape? Jones: That was a gunshot.
Shots fired. Lauren, call up the ops center. Request immediate backup.
Move in. Lauren Cruz, squad c-12.
Cred number 110.
Peter: FBI.
Lauren: Clear. Jones: Clear.
Peter: I got a body. It's gray.
[Woman sobbing]
Let me see your hands.
Pierce: He ran out that door right over there.
Jones: Got footprints going out the door.
Keep your hands where I can see them.
Backup on the way? N.Y.P.D. Should be here in a second.
Check the upstairs.
Tell n.Y.P.D. We're pursuing a male suspect, armed and dangerous.
Here.
All right.
Have a seat.
Jones: It's clear upstairs.
Tell me your name? Pierce.
Pierce, can you tell me what happened?
He was hiding in the room when we came inside.
Then the gun fired.
It happened so quickly.
Peter: Then the man went out the door?
[Police sirens wailing]
All right. All right. I want you to escort her to the hospital with n.Y.P.D. For review.
Try to get a description of this guy.
Okay, people. Let's round up the staff.
I wanna talk to every single person who's been in this house today.
Jones...
Find me Caffrey.
Peter: Go ahead.
That's a dead body.
Yup.
This doesn't really fall under my area of expertise, Peter.
Murder isn't an intellectual pursuit. I'm not a dead guy kind of guy.
So I'm gonna go.
You got a lot of rules for a guy who doesn't play by them.
Neal: Yeah. Aldys Christopher gray.
Heard of him?
Yeah, stock trader.
Made a killing in derivatives right before the crash.
He has quite the art collection.
Maybe this is my area of expertise.
We've been sitting on him for three weeks.
Today, he comes home with a woman, possibly an escort.
Somebody takes a shot at him.
By the time we get here, he's dead, the killer is gone.
Neal: So, what am I doing here?
Peter: Something's off.
What's wrong with this picture? Where's the witness?
She's in shock. Had bruises all over her.
Lauren traveled with her to the hospital with n.Y.P.D.
Neal: Walk me through it, Sherlock.
Yeah, all right. The witness says that the shooter was already inside.
Neal: This the girl's purse?
Peter: She and gray came in.
There was a struggle. Shots were fired.
Gray ends up here.
Now I... Are you paying attention?
Yeah, yeah, I can multitask.
Peter: All right. So the witness was doubled up over here in this corner.
She said that they struggled and then the guy went out the door.
I entered and then I...
I'm sorry. Am I boring you? One second.
It's a fake. What?
Neal: The ink hasn't had time to fully dry.
This is high-end work. You can't get this on the street.
Peter: No, you can't.
Jones. Jones: Yeah?
Peter: Run indices on Pierce spelman.
And call Lauren. I wanna see if we can get a real name off of Pierce. Her ID is a fake.
Copy that.
Peter: She used his shoe to make an impression.
She's not a witness, she's the shooter. Jones: Agent Burke.
No one else was in the room.
Nurses at the hospital took Pierce in for a private exam.
Left her alone to undress, she slipped out the back. She's gone.
Man: Thanks.
Neal: You're late.
You're never late.
Rough morning. I had to take the subway in.
Know how hard it is to rush when carrying this many bags?
Did Elizabeth kick you out? No.
Why the bags? You ask too many questions.
Lauren, are you looking up that stuff?
Lauren: On it.
Jones, are you any closer to finding our missing girl?
We don't have much to go on.
Fake name, no match for the prints found. All we got is a purse.
We'll get that from ert this afternoon. All right, stay on it.
I want a briefing as soon as it gets here.
Jones: Here we go.
Your options.
Hotel rooms? Peter, what did you do?
We're upgrading our wiring system.
Getting the whole hd surround sound put in.
El took the dog and the car to her sister's, upstate.
Good news is...
Once this is all in place, I can watch a game once the power is back on.
How long will it be out? Peter: Couple days.
Hence the hotel. Lauren: Thompson hotel.
You wanted a big TV. They have the biggest.
Peter: How much is this? Eight hundred and twenty-five...
"Nwhtourgovenunentdbcount next
ridiculous for you to stay in a hotel. There's more than enough room at June's.
No, thanks. I'll be fine.
This one has a pool. I never had a pool. Four hundred and twenty-five dollars a night.
[Jones whistles]
Peter: Let's go to the bottom of the pile. Ah. Here we go.
That one? Fifty-nine bucks.
Book it. Already did.
Isn't that the place where you put Neal when he was first released?
They have an interesting no-heat policy. I don't need amenities.
Just give me a wall, a TV, a bed and I'm happy.
Are you serious?
Peter, mi casa, su casa. Su casa is not even su casa.
Jones, what do we have? Jones: Okay.
These are the items from the woman's purse.
Name on the ID is Pierce spelman.
The card's a fake. No record of her prints.
We found the gun inside the fireplace. Wiped of prints, serial number filed off.
Whoever she is, she's good.
Neal: "Verify pie, spike rn."
Peter: That's an odd list of activities.
It's a code.
Get this to the crypt analyst and then back to me.
I gotta go check into my hotel.
No, no, no, motel.
Motel with an m.
[Knocking on door]
Neal: Yep. I'm coming.
You're a bastard.
Evening, Alex.
I looked into you, Caffrey.
Know your Mark, right?
You've turned fed?
I was forced fed.
That's funny, Neal.
I know it's been a while, but it's still my job to dig up confidential information.
Occupational hazard?
Did you really think I wouldn't find out?
It was a small hope.
Okay.
Every now and again they go after some madoff-type guy and ask me how he did it.
Other than that, I barely communicate with them.
Then why the anklet?
They don't like me much.
They use the anklet to track me remotely so they don't have to deal with me in person.
Are you trying to set me up?
I'm trying to get something we both want.
What did you find, Alex?
Peter: Hotel with an m.
[Dog barks]
Somebody lose a dog?
[Dog barks]
[Barking]
Why the sudden curiosity about the music box?
I couldn't look for it in prison, but I'm out now.
And I was starting to miss you.
Nice try.
I tracked down the fence who gave me this.
He says there's been a sudden interest in the box.
Does he know who has it?
He still won't tell me how he got this.
We have to find it before someone else does.
What's going on?
This isn't just about the box.
[Knocking on door]
You get a lot of late-night visitors. Probably my landlady.
Mmoknn Peter: Wspewl
who's Peter? He's just a friend.
He cannot know you're here about the box.
And we need a cover.
What are you doing?
Why else would I be here?
[Neal chuckles]
Just like old times.
Peter: Neal? Neal: Coming.
You good? Alex: Good.
What are you doing here? Oh, man, I'm so sorry for barging in, but I...
Oh, I'm really sorry
no, no, it's fine. She was just leaving. No, I'll go.
You a friend of Neal's? You can say that, yes.
Peter Burke. How do you know each other?
I'm an FBI agent.
How's it going? FBI. Interesting.
Lovely to see you as always, Neal.
Hey, don't leave on account of me.
Alex: Oh, no, no, no.
We're done.
Nice girl. Yeah.
She's an old friend.
You've got better-looking friends than I do.
What about Kate?
Neal: Well, you told me to forget her.
Peter: And you listened to me?
Neal: There's a first time for everything.
Peter: Oh, whomepbymg? Donttouchthat
what are you doing here? What happened?
Motel. And it was occupied.
Oh, dog staying there? Yeah. What's with the dog?
Now you understand why I was forced to seek other accommodations.
Lucky for us.
Us?
Su casa es mi casa, right?
Right?
Right. Oh, I just got hungry.
Where's the remote?
This is gonna be really fun.
Peter: When asked, he quoted that he and the cow had been friends for years.
June:
[Peter & June chuckle]
June: The cow?
June: But Neal never does with me. Peter: No. I know. I know.
Morning. Peter: Morning.
Did you sleep okay?
Oh, I could get used to this.
You're in my chair. Oh, I didn't see your name on it.
You guys playing scrabble?
Sort of.
We're trying to figure out what this means?
Neal: Really?
I've seen a code once or twice in my life.
We were playing with shift ciphers. Yeah.
Glad you're having fun.
We should get him a banana or something.
This is the actual list, isn't it?
You stole from evidence. Borrowed, okay?
I made a copy for you guys.
It doesn't matter. I tried key words, anagrams...
Charlemagne's cipher, rohans, everything.
Aldys gray.
You spelled his name wrong.
Aldys is spelled with a y.
Neal: What?
It's a shift code hidden in an anagram.
All right. There are five items on the list.
Shift the alphabet 4-by-5 letters. A becomes e, b becomes f.
Reassemble.
"Check pew v" becomes "aldys gray."
It's a list of names.
The dead guy is fourth down.
Let's find out who's next.
Morning. Crypt analyst called. Shift code hidden in an anagram.
She called you too?
But I need you to pull these names asap. Nice.
Jones: Hey, Peter. How was the hotel last night?
Fine, loud. A bed's a bed, you know?
Peter stayed at my place. He couldn't handle the motel.
I can handle the motel. I just prefer tormenting you.
Jones, do me a favor.
I want you to run prints on this.
See if we can find out who they belong to.
Keep it quiet? Yeah.
So the first two guys on the cracked-code list are Earl bauen, an oil guy from Texas...
And John elga from la.
Both shut up quick when I sent Pierce's picture.
Swore never laid eyes on her.
They're married? Lauren: Yup.
Third guy is Ben thalen. He's a real estate titan from New Jersey.
Two months ago, he claims he was shot during a hunting accident.
With a seecamp .32 acp. That's a good hunting weapon.
I'm guessing he never met Pierce either.
Right. Speaking of Pierce, we found a set of fingerprints that we think are hers.
We highlighted the areas where she touched.
Neal: She's searching for something.
Her prints are over the drawers and paintings. Maybe looking for a safe.
You think she's robbing them?
Then why didn't she take his wallet or any of the valuables in plain sight?
This list is precise.
She's looking for something specific. Neal: Yeah, she's smart.
Appeals to their weakness to get in then takes what she needs.
But why shoot thalen and kill gray?
Pierce had bruises on her back, right? Lauren: Mm—hm.
She couldn't have done that to herself.
What? Do you think gray walked in mid-theft?
Yeah. Preliminary tox screens on gray reveal a mild barbiturate in his system.
She probably drugged him and then went looking for what she's after.
Yeah. He woke up. They struggled. She pulled a gun.
She's not afraid to kill if she has to.
Who's next on the list?
Last one's a local.
Fifth and last and single.
Daniel picah. He's a trust-fund baby. Family left him a mess of money.
Wonder what he has that's so appealing? Whatever it is, could get him killed.
Is he talking?
Yeah, you could say that.
Peter: We should talk to June about getting an elevator.
Neal: Didn't think you're staying that long.
Dan: Hey, FBI guys.
How's it going?
Peter: I'm agent Peter Burke. This is Neal Caffrey.
Not agent Neal Caffrey?
Consultant.
What do you consult on?
Frauds, forgeries, cons.
Dan: Awesome hat trick. Can you teach me that?
You like that statue? Don't worry it's real.
[Whispering] He uses a boaz vaadia bust as a hat rack.
Do you know how much this bust is worth? Dan: I paid 450 for that.
I can't be here.
Peter: Mr. Picah. Hey, we're friends. Call me Dan.
Okay. Dan, have you been in contact with any beautiful women recently?
Sure. It's New York. I'm dating all the time.
Why? What's going on? Well, have you been in touch with her?
No, but she's pretty. Should I be?
We think she might be after something you own.
Something rare.
I got tons of stuff. What do you think she wants?
We were hoping you could tell us.
Maybe it's my sword.
It's a go yoshihiro.
Japanese, 13th century.
Cost me $220,000, if you can believe that.
I love history.
Do you like history?
Silent type. I get it.
Do you ever pull your weapon?
You shoot anybody?
I've come close a few times.
Hey, we gotta move this along.
Are you not standing in the same space I am?
Peter, it could be anything.
All of this is valuable and completely incoherent.
Dan: Wanna see the rest of the place?
[Both whispering] No, I really don't. But we have to.
Let's go, moriarty.
[Normal voice] Yeah, that would be great. Dan: Awesome.
I got four floors. Let's start at the top.
Hey.
Peter: You want a beer?
Oh, we don't have any beer.
Oh, I got some.
I got us a whole case.
[Peter sighs]
You're sweating.
This is a nice couch. I don't want... Yeah, it's comfy.
Man [on TV]: We could get your shoes any time.
I'm reading here. I'm doing some research.
Yeah, so am I. I'm reading and researching and listening.
I'm multitasking.
[Turns down volume]
Wait. What are you doing? I...
No, no.
When I'm in my home, I listen to the game and I look at my case files.
Too bad we're not in your home. Yeah, the power is still off.
So we'll have to hear it.
[Turns up volume]
All right, I'm going downstairs.
Why? I'm going downstairs. I can't think.
It's too loud. It's like... All right.
The music box.
Neal: Peter.
Go back to the house.
I told you the power's out. I can't go back. Christopher gray's house.
The FBI interrupted Pierce's search. She wasn't expecting that.
So whatever she was looking for is still there.
Maybe we can figure out what gray and Dan have in common if we go back...
With Dan. With Dan.
Dan: It's the FBI guys.
Hey, welcome back.
Peter: Dan, we need your help with something. Mind coming with us?
Awesome. Of course.
Let me get my hat.
Lefsgo. Yeahjooksgood.
Dan: Thank you.
Dan: So this is a crime scene?
Peter: Yeah.
Dan: That was where the body was.
Don't touch anything, right? I won't.
Just survey the scene.
Dan, look in every room.
It could be anything you have. I'll let you know.
Hey, Neal, maybe you could teach me that hat trick some time.
Yeah, yeah, maybe.
He wants to learn your trick. Adorable. Don't, Peter.
Peter: No, it's adorable.
It's adorable. Go keep an eye on him.
Dan: So, what happens if I don't find it? Where are we going next?
He's stalling. He wants to hang out with you.
No. He wants to hang out with you.
Neal: He saw... Is that fingerprint dust?
Neal, did you see this?
Yeah. Okay. Yeah, let's go check another room.
Okay. You're hanging out with him. No.
This is your job. Rock, paper, scissors. I'm not gonna play.
Rock, paper, scissors.
Did I do good? You did great.
Do you know what this is?
It's one of the emperor's five elephants. There's five?
In 1421, ambassadors from all over the world came to China...
To celebrate the inauguration of the forbidden city.
Upon leaving, the Chinese emperor, zhu di, gifted them each with a treasure.
They were subsequently stolen and reappeared in the United States in 1901.
They were broken up and sold individually.
This is imperial Jade. Each statue on its own is relatively valuable.
How much did you pay?
Eight hundred thousand, if you can believe it.
Yeah, combine one with the other, you just doubled your price.
Link them together and they're worth between 150 and 200 million...
Fenced in the black market. To us, priceless piece of our history.
Hughes: Agents and Neal...
This is daichi yoshida of the Japanese embassy.
[Neal speaking Japanese]
[Neal & daichi speaking Japanese]
You are the ambassador of awesome.
Don't encourage him.
We are not interested in the monetary value of the statues.
We'd like to bring them home.
The Japanese government has filed a claim...
Stating the statues were stolen from them and illegally imported to the us.
We're cooperating in the efforts to restitute them to their proper ownership.
And we thank you, Mr. Picah, for turning over your piece.
Dan: See? I did good.
Neal: You did good, Dan.
We can finish this discussion in my office.
It's very important that we recover the missing pieces of the set here.
We don't want an international incident on our hands.
Can't recover any of these pieces until we find out where Pierce is.
What if we know who her next target is?
[Knocking on door]
Hey, Peter, you got a sec? Just going through Dan's phone logs again.
No contact with Pierce.
Lauren is still going through his computer?
Listen.
I got that other info you asked for.
Her name is Alexandra hunter.
She's a high-end fence.
Deals mostly in eastern European antiquities.
Only been arrested once in France, but all charges were mysteriously dropped.
Checked with a former buddy of mine in the da's office.
Just to see if he'd heard of her.
All he'd say is she has powerful friends.
Anything else? No, thanks.
Jones: All right.
Lauren: I got something.
I've been going through all of Dan's online dating profiles.
Jones: This guy didn't play college football. Yeah, he's not a doctor either.
Peter: He changed his profile picture to include the hat.
It just gets more adorable.
Lauren: Pierce thought so too. She's desperate for the Jade elephant...
She winked at him last night.
Left her phone number.
Belongs to a prepaid.
So what? Shall we arrange a meet? Move in for an arrest?
No, our evidence is too circumstantial.
Hughes is concerned we don't have enough to hold her.
And she'll disappear with the Jade for good, which will not make the Japanese happy.
Which will not make Hughes happy.
I say we send Dan in for one hell of a date.
Daniel?
You look different in your profile picture.
Pleasantly surprised?
Neal: Stay. Stay just for one drink.
I promise you. It's worth it.
Another ketel one on the rocks, please. Thanks.
Who are you? I'm the guy who set you up.
The FBI was sitting on Christopher gray's house because I tipped them off.
And why would you do a stupid thing like that?
Neal: So I could get to these first.
You got Daniel picah's.
How did you get to it so quickly?
Dan just needed a friend.
I take it you don't approve of my methods.
I think there are smarter ways of getting what you want.
Well, it's different for a man.
You should be grateful for that luxury.
I have to work with what I've got.
Neal [over radio]: Slightly jaded perspective. Excuse the pun.
I have a lot to work with.
You do have something I want.
And how do you propose we solve that? Team up.
I got two, you got three.
Separate, we're worth about 2 million.
That's not bad.
Together, we're worth 200 million.
Which, if you're bad at math, is significantly higher.
I prefer to work alone.
Then enjoy your 2 million.
So you are good at math.
You underestimate me.
He's got her.
Okay, Neal, close the deal.
Miss me, Caffrey?
Who's that? Neal: What are you doing here, Alex?
Caffrey's fence. She's gonna blow the deal.
I don't see you for five years.
Within minutes of waltzing back into my life, I've got the FBI checking up on me?
This is another setup. No, it's not.
It stings when someone messes with your job.
FBI ran my prints. That's bad for my business.
It's not what you think, Alex.
Jones, you run interference with Alex.
Lauren, take the back exit. I'll take the side.
We can't lose track of Pierce.
Not much of an escape route.
I'm good on my feet.
I want the Jade. You're not going anywhere without me.
It's just like a man to think he knows everything.
Help!
Please, he's attacking me!
Help, he's attacking me! Get your hands off her!
Neal: Very clever. I work with what I've got.
Man 1: Hey! Neal: Hey, wait.
I think there's been a misunderstanding. She's crazy.
Man 2: What's your problem? FBI.
Man 1: What? Peter: Let him go. Let him go.
Man 1: He was attacking a woman. All right. I'll take it from here.
Neal: Thank you so much. Thank you. All right.
Neal: All right. Peter: Lauren, got Neal.
Pierce disappeared into the crowd.
Did you see where she went?
No. I was a little preoccupied with the guys closing in to kill me.
Cutting a little close there, huh?
We weren't expecting your girlfriend to show up.
I know about Alex.
Peter: She disappeared again.
What the hell happened back there, Neal?
What was your fence doing walking through the operation?
What were you doing pulling her prints?
What, I welcome you into my home and you run a file on my friend?
You can't trust me?
After everything.
You tell me.
I know you're looking for the music box.
Maybe you're looking to pawn the Jade too.
You let Pierce walk. Playing your own angle?
There were three of them, Peter. You shouldn't have let her go.
You know what? You think what you wanna think.
I'll walk from here.
Where are you going? Home.
Something you don't have right now.
If you don't trust me, check my anklet.
Do it.
You found another gun.
Good. Hello, Mr. Caffrey.
How did you find me?
Your friend let your last name slip at the bar. I did a little research.
Come in. Sit.
Shut the door behind you.
You always break into places dressed like that?
Where are the pieces?
Gave them to a friend for safekeeping.
Take me to them.
Okay. Wait.
We won't be taking your tracking anklet with us, Neal.
As soon as I cut this, an alarm is triggered. Response time is five minutes.
So let's be quick.
[Knocking on door]
June: Neal?
Neal?
Neal: Okay.
You speak a word and she's dead.
Pierce: Hi. Can I help you?
Oh, I'm sorry to interrupt.
I know you told me you were going to wait here for Neal to arrive.
But I heard the door slam. Is everything all right?
Pierce: Sorry.
Long day.
Neal's actually just getting out of the shower. But I will tell him you stopped by.
That's fine.
Night. Night.
Let's go.
[Beeping]
Neal cut his anklet.
June: Oh, that's her.
Hughes: All right. Pull every alias Caffrey has.
Hit the airports and the waterways.
We can't let him escape with the Jade or the Japanese are gonna be very, very upset.
I don't think they ran together.
Neal knows better by now.
Peter, he set Alex up as a fence for the Jade.
And he let Pierce escape tonight. Caffrey put every damn thing in place.
Peter...
We both know he didn't run.
Pull Neal's tracking information.
I wanna see everywhere he went this week.
Lauren: That's Neal at the bar tonight.
Peter: Just let it play.
All right. That's us walking to the car. That's him deciding to walk instead.
Can you fast fonrvard it? Lauren: Mm—hm.
That's him at June's house.
Jones: So Caffrey cuts it here. Go back to yesterday.
Wait, wait, wait. What's that flickering at the end?
A short circuit when he cut it? Play it again.
[Beeping]
That's not short circuit. That's morse code.
[Beeping]
"Power."
I know where he is.
Neal: My buddy's upstate.
Cuts the power when he goes.
It's the perfect hiding place for the Jade.
Pierce: Where are the pieces? He told me he put them in a drawer.
Pierce: Hey.
You think I'm stupid? Stay back where I can see you.
We can't get eyes inside. It's too dangerous to go in blind.
What if I give us a flashbang?
On three, we turn on the power and we storm the entrances?
What'll happen when the power comes on? I don't know. But I'm trusting Neal.
Okay. Let's get the battering rams ready.
Are you insane?
That's my house.
I've got keys.
Pierce: Where the hell are they? He swore to me that they are here, okay?
Pierce: Don't play with me.
Hey, hey, I want this thing over just as much as you do. All right?
Lauren [on radio]: Ready?
Anyone knocks anything over, they deal directly with my wife.
Peter: Copy that. Ready?
Wipe your feet.
Agent: Ready at the back door.
They're not in here, Caffrey.
If he said they're here, they're here. We just gotta keep looking.
On three, the power's going on. Ready?
Lauren: Here we go. One...
Please.
Three.
[Agents shouting indistinctly]
Release my heart
release my soul
every day every night
welcome home.
Daichi: Thank you. You have done a great service for our country.
Peter: It's our pleasure. Hughes: Indeed.
Good job, Burke.
Couldn't have done it without Caffrey.
[Neal speaking Japanese]
[Neal imitates snoring]
[All laughing]
Excuse us.
She negotiated the Jade for a four-year sentence?
I got four years, I never killed anyone.
Guess what she had to work with is better than what you had.
Why are they looking at me? It's nothing. It's nothing. Check this out.
The saito hotel. Look at that TV.
Thanks to our goodwill with the ambassador...
I've arranged for you stay there. Ho, ho. You're kicking me out?
No. No, no. I just thought you could watch the game on that TV tonight.
It's yours for the rest of the week.
I have to go back to your place and grab my bags.
What kind of friend would I be if I made you get your own bags?
Neal: You're all set.
Is this because I ran Alex's prints?
It's for so many reasons, Peter.
Peter: Thanks.
Neal: Anytime.
Alex: Not this time, Neal.
Those have lost their charm for me.
What are you doing here?
I thought we could start fresh.
Go back to the beginning.
You and I have too much of a history to start fresh, Neal.
I'm sorry.
I should've been honest with you.
I know better than to trust you.
Likewise.
I'm willing to take a leap of faith.
How willing?
I know where the music box is.
Where?
Well, as long as you're working for the FBI...
You'll never know.
Oh. Come on. Sorry, Neal.
[Placed sdh - psdh]