Grandma, you have to help me. I'm so scared.
I'm right here, sweetie.
I'm logging into the bank account right now.
Hold on.
I'm texting the account numbers.
Are you sure you can't call your parents? Your dad?
You're breaking up. Grandma, please. Please, help me. Hurry.
I sent it. Now let me come get you.
What precinct are you at?
Thank you. I'll call you back.
Beck... Becky?
Listen, I'm not trying to pressure you.
I'm not trying to influence your decision at all--
- Dad. - What?
- It's just a college visit. - Okay.
No decisions yet.
- Who's that, your boyfriend? - Okay.
Hi, Gran. How are you?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Gran... Okay, slow down.
What's happening? Okay.
No, I wasn't... I... I wasn't in jail.
Um, okay, Gran, just hold on. Hold on.
Dad, something's wrong.
Mom, what's going on?
You have to learn how to fall properly, okay? Look.
Proper Ukemi. No...
That's not professional wrestling. Damn it, Bre.
I want them dead.
- Harry. - They used my family.
I want their blood under my fingernails.
Look, I'd want blood too, but you gotta calm down--
I am calm, and this isn't funny.
It's not. It's monstrous.
They used your daughter to scam your mother.
That's right. And I wanna know how, I wanna know why, and I wanna know who.
But how's your mother doing?
She's fine. She's shaken up, she's embarrassed.
I told her we would make this right.
And we will.
- Breanna? - Yeah.
It's called a Grandparent Scam.
Well, there are variations, but basically, it's a cold call to a senior citizen.
"Hey, Grandma, do you know who this is?"
Grandma says, "Hi, Becky."
And then the scammer tells the grandparent they've gotten into a...
...car accident...
- Or been arrested. - Kidnapped in Mexico.
And they need money urgently.
And they lay on tears in a desperate tone,
and Granny, who has savings tucked away, is eager to help.
And boom, they transfer the money before anybody makes a phone call
to verify what's happening.
It's sadly common.
And unfortunately, your mother was an easy mark.
You know, my mother's argued cases before the Louisiana Supreme Court
and knew I was getting a divorce before I did off my wife's body language.
She is not an easy mark.
Everybody is an easy mark if they have the right bait.
And these guys, they've taken their regular grandma scam up a notch.
Grandma, you have to help me. I'm so scared.
So I had to dig through the data in your mom's phone,
but this is the video that she saw.
She thought she was conversing with Becky, but this video's actually prerecorded.
Okay, well, Becky said she never made anything like that.
I'm sorry to say, but she kinda did.
You guys. We just got out of this movie, and I was so scared,
I started texting people, my friends, my grandma, while it was playing,
just so I wouldn't have to watch the zombies eat everyone's faces.
Okay, so the average app...
it needs only a half dozen angles of somebody's face
to make a pretty solid deepfake.
Most video selfies provide that.
Grandma, you have to help me. I'm so scared.
Grandma, please. Please, help me. Hurry.
- An app did that? - AI is the future.
The future is now. And sucks. The future is both now and sucks.
Okay, well, what about her voice?
Doesn't it take some kind of Hardison-level hacker
to imitate somebody's voice?
Well, to fool a voice-matching security system for a Swiss bank account,
you need about ten seconds of clean, vocal footage and a Breanna-level hacker,
but for a worried grandma? I mean, come on.
This is a lot of work for a phone scam.
No, it's not actually work. It's efficiency.
Yeah. Why bother cold-calling a hundred marks to reel in one
when we could do a half-hour research on Facebook?
Find someone with a grandkid, find their socials...
And the success rate goes from needle in a haystack
to a heck of a lot higher.
Okay, so that's the why and the how. Show me the who.
We don't have that yet.
But the video on your mom's phone had an IP address hidden in the data.
That video was created in an office park, about two hours away.
Parker's already en route, she said something about rolling a nana...
Can you stop? Stop.
Parker's doing recon?
By herself?
That is my thing.
Hey. Hey, hey, don't stop at red lights.
She's slippery.
No.
You can't give the dog cheese.
Because it gives him gas, David.
Well, I'm not the one who keeps bringing the dog into the bedroom, am I?
Calm down. It's me. Calm down.
Goddamn, calm down. It's me, damn it.
I'm extremely calm.
You know who won't be calm, hmm?
People who steal from grandmas.
- Right. I'm pretty sure that... - Nanas.
...rent-a-cop guy over here with the dog digestive problems
is not in on the plot.
I just needed his uniform.
No, you were just gonna knock him out.
You c-c...
You were just gonna knock him out? Parker?
Eliot, did you get her in time?
Yeah, the body count's zero as of now.
Okay. To pull off making these deepfakes at a volume,
hiding the bank transactions and then laundering the money before distro,
these guys need some decent computing power.
Out of the seven businesses in the complex,
looks like two have those kinds of servers.
One is a veterinary health care records processor.
They seem to check out. And the other is Matka Corp?
And they do nothing. Nothing online, no business prospectus, public filings...
I think they do more than nothing.
Matka means "mother" in Slovakian.
I told you not to give the dog cheese.
Again, he was hungry.
Well, you could sleep in the bedroom with him then.
Can I help you?
- Yep. - We need our little Rosco's
medical records immediately.
Rosco Dunwiffle. A four-year-old bichon.
Who cannot handle dairy.
It's in his medical records, but the vet lost them,
and now I need a copy, and...
Okay, y-you're in the wrong place.
Okay. Well, then, for the love of Pete, man, can you show me the right direction?
And do it slowly.
Because this one can't follow directions.
- Okay, I show you. - Go.
Come on.
Don't get lost.
This place is pretty bare bones.
No visible cameras in the lobby, nothing out of the ordinary,
except for that door.
This is a Glenn-Rieder pressure-gapped 4000C.
I've never seen one before.
What is such a beautiful thing doing with nana-haters?
Can you crack it?
If I had a few hours.
It'll just be easier to use the key card.
Key card?
Yeah, so we'll figure it out.
- Where were you? - Someone got lost.
Good Samaritan, huh?
- Yeah. - All right. We're gonna hit my office.
- Nobody in or out. - Of course.
Fellas.
Come on.
Come on. Oh.
There we go.
Running photo analysis and feeding it through all those databases
we shouldn't have access to, but...
...we do because, um, me.
Name is Donovan Keyes.
He's got a rap sheet, goes back a ways.
Let me guess.
Um, mail fraud.
- Eh. - Uh, extortion?
Eh. Not exactly.
It's a pool hall. I thought he said he was going to the office?
He did.
That is his office.
Donovan Keyes is a pool shark.
Eliot, bring Parker back.
We have a shark to reel in.
Let's go steal a pool hall.
Excuse me.
Ladies, gents and all the beautiful in between,
today, we have the honor... Uh-uh, the privilege,
of conning, robbing the one, the only Donovan Keyes.
Poor Donovan was an up-and-comer on the pool hall circuit
before he sharked the wrong commissioner's kiddo
and ended up the cellmate of a nephew of one Nikolai Bravta.
Nikolai Bravta of the Bravta gang?
Slovakian criminal outfit, right?
Think the Berlin Leverage crew danced with them a little bit.
They're known for digital fraud.
You gonna talk or you gonna play?
So, when Donovan gets out of prison, these guys become his partners.
So Bravta showed him the ropes of the whole grandma scam,
he bankrolled the infrastructure, the offices, the servers,
and then in return, Donovan direct deposits them a percentage
and spends the rest of his time playing pool.
Well, not only bankrolls, protects.
Eliot and I saw that guy and some friends at the offices.
Yeah, well, here's the interesting part.
I cross-referenced the license plates with the CCTV,
the only Bravta boys in the place are the ones he takes to the pool hall.
Oh. Makes sense. 'Cause in his mind, Donovan Keyes deserves the protection.
As a pool hustler, he knows how to intrigue a mark,
what gets under their skin, what makes them tick.
Not some computer. Huh.
And besides, he's got that sweet Glenn-Rieder door
doing all the guarding for him.
But the servers, they have all the data. The names, the dates, the bank accounts.
Everything our favorite FBI director McSweeten needs to take Keyes down.
That's the play.
We keep Donovan and his entourage in the pool hall...
Buying Parker time to break in...
And Breanna to do computer stuff...
Donovan goes to jail, where he belongs.
- Nice shot. - That was better than nice.
That was game. Sophie, you're up.
Oh, no, no, no, no. I am useless... useless at cue sports.
- Seriously? - Seriously.
I knew that.
Oops.
Just a little tap.
Oh!
Well, if there's no other challengers, I guess that makes me the inside man.
Uh, n...
You are gonna be the roper. Eliot, you're the inside man.
And what am I gonna wear? I definitely need wardrobe for this one.
Uh, but I just beat Eliot.
Yeah, it's not that hard, I can beat Eliot blindfolded.
You wish. Um...
Oh, I gotta see this.
You get it? 'Cause she can't see.
Sophie.
I'm better than Eliot.
We don't need better.
We need someone who can play it cool.
- I can play it cool. - Can you?
How's your mother? Really?
Yeah, well, she's my mom.
She's the smartest person I ever met.
Including you.
You wanna know what she said to me
when I told her we'd get the guy who did this?
She asked me if I knew him... ...'cause that's who she still thinks I am.
That's not who you are, and you haven't been for a long time.
My mom hated it when I went into corporate law.
She said I sold my soul.
All the pro bono work in the world, all the people we help...
...it's hard to change.
But it is even harder to change how people think of you.
We could use Eliot as backup in the office in case anything goes wrong,
but you are not playing to win.
We just need to keep Donovan there long enough to give Parker time.
One game. Understood. Understood!
Why's it so crowded?
New guy, taking on any and all.
Any idea who he is?
Not at all. He just walked in a couple hours ago.
Just walked in.
Whoo! I love it.
Oh, behave.
New guy, huh? Let's go get a closer look.
Who's next?
I think I'm next.
No. No. I don't play drunk guys. I'm not playing a drunk guy. Who's next?
Don't be a mark.
Check out his gold Rolex.
He's rolling in cash.
All right.
All right. Rack 'em.
This is gonna be fun.
Whoo! Pay up, that's game!
I'm not paying you. You cheated.
How did I cheat you? I see you sobered up pretty quick, didn't you?
Well, there's nothing wrong with having good metabolism, is there?
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hey, hey, hey.
- Whoa. You got played, man. Let it go. - I didn't get played.
I'm not letting it go! This man is a cheater!
You got played, all right? You let it go!
Hey. Calm down.
This is my joint. All right, I don't wanna see you here again.
- I-I'm kicked out? This guy's a cheater. - Hey. I don't want to see him.
Let's go.
- All right! - Out of here, now!
All right! All right!
Damn.
Got to admit, that was impressive.
Haven't seen someone play a mark like that so brazenly in a long time.
Ha... Uh, well, I don't know what you're talking about.
No, not you.
You.
That was nice.
You cozied up to the biggest cue stick.
Watched him earn the money you were gonna steal,
then after a couple hours... ...pulled in your ringer.
It's always a risk.
I mean the guy had some skills, but the break goes the wrong way...
...he could have taken my Ernie.
Nah, he couldn't.
Ernie, huh?
And you are?
- Georgie. - Well, Georgie, Ernie.
As much as I respect a good hustle,
you two are in danger of over-fishing my pond.
So what are we gonna do?
I'm gonna give you a pass today. But I'm gonna need you two to move on.
Yeah. Well, who says this is your pond?
Maybe it's time for a little fresh blood around here.
Aren't you a little old to be fresh blood?
You know I know all the hustlers in these parts.
Kinda funny you just pop up.
Yeah. Well,
- I've been away for seven years. - Mmm.
Five. With good behavior.
And that's where I first heard about Donovan Keyes.
And I made a promise to myself that the day I got out I'd come look you up.
Challenge the best and stake my claim.
Is that what this is? A challenge?
Nah. Nah, it's just a friendly, isn't it Ernie?
Mmm.
You expect me to believe that you were in the joint?
Hmm.
Yeah.
That's the kind of anger that only comes with being wronged.
Seven years behind bars will do that to someone.
Five. For good behavior.
All right, Ernie. Let's play a friendly game.
But we're gonna use my table. I'm feeling lucky today.
Let's rack 'em! Whoo!
Here it is. My home away from home.
Mmm.
Okay. You got him playing.
Hey, guys, what kind of spiders do you think live in pool hall ceilings?
Because is it, like, brown recluses?
Or like, um, black widow... Is camel--
Wait, wait. What? Why are you at the pool hall?
Why aren't you running this thing from the food truck?
Um...
- You almost done? - No.
If the angles aren't right, the math is not gonna work.
Excuse me? What's going on?
Oh, uh...
We got a work order from, uh, Mr. Keyes. It's a blinky light.
Parker? Please don't leave me up here.
Look.
People get stuck in ceilings sometimes.
Okay. Ish happens.
We're moving on.
Harry. Can you please line up your shot?
Here we go.
Hey. How you doing?
Did you, um, did you forget somebody in the ceiling?
I don't wait to get justice for nanas.
Did you get the key card?
- Hi! - Hey.
- Do you remember us? - The Dunwiffles again.
Rosco?
Yeah. Lactose intolerant bichon.
Oh, see, I told you he'd remember.
She sure did, she said that.
Um, she... My wife thinks she may have lost her phone here yesterday.
Is there anyway she can scurry around, maybe take a look behind the desk?
Do you have a lost and found 'cause a lot of times people return stuff like that,
- and I think it was pink with a little-- - Ow!
Again with the needles.
He'll be out for 30 minutes, 40 if he has low blood sugar.
Ooh.
I wish we had more time.
We'll have to do this the... ...normal way.
The war is not over.
We must take the ring to...
- Who are you? - What the hell are you doing?
They're here to rob us!
You shall not pass!
Hey, don't...
Hey. Hey!
Hey! Hey! Open this door. Hey, hey. Open the door. Open the door.
We work here. Who are you?
- Good news, bad news. - What?
The server room's just off this programming room
which means we have to get through this door if we wanna get the data.
Okay. Is it good news that this door's, like, identical to the one outside
- so we can use the key card? - Oh, no.
That was a 4000C, basic double pinned, bump-proof.
This... This is a 5000X.
No padlock, completely digital,
it's face-and-voice print combined key,
and if you cut the power, it will go into a fail-safe.
It is so pretty.
- What's the good news? - That is the good news.
Ah.
Oh, oh, oh.
Better luck next time.
Don't worry, boys. This won't take more than a minute.
Sophie. We got a situation. We're gonna need more time.
What do you mean you need more time? Donovan is... He's running the table.
Yeah. Well, I got an elf and a gnome and a...
an unpickable door between us and the server room.
Donovan has, like, two moves before he walks out the door.
Do we abort?
Are we coming back tomorrow?
Not with a drugged guard in the lobby
and a bunch of nerds who'll be able to ID us.
They'll just pick up sticks and set up somewhere else.
What do we do? We can't call him. He'll kill us.
We have to. He will kill our families if we don't.
We can't call anyway. We don't have phones.
Their accents. Eastern European?
Two of them are Estonian, one of them's Serbian.
I... They're scared. I don't think they're scared of us.
We must purge the system.
A server of this size, uh...
We got another problem, guys. They're wiping the servers.
It's going to take some time.
We've got about 20 minutes until any evidence
we can use against Donovan Keyes is gone.
No, no, no, no, no. He cannot get away with this.
No, he won't. I promise.
Eliot. Parker.
Your job is the server room.
Breanna. I need you to create a moment.
Um. Unfortunately, I'm not entirely sure how to do that.
This bar doesn't even accept credit cards
and it sure as hell isn't smart wired.
Is it regular wired?
N... Yeah. N... Yeah. It is. Kind of.
Okay.
Um.
So I just wanna make sure that before we do this,
we're uh, all stocked up on anti-venom and burn cream.
Breanna. Now.
What's up with these lights?
Oh! What the hell?
Oh!
- Looks like it's my turn. - That was interference.
Interference? What, you think this is a sugar bowl? A flag on the play?
Oy. Boys. Come on. We can settle this amicably.
Yeah. We can settle it when I take my shot.
Oh, go on then.
Uh. If you think your reputation can withstand it.
I mean... ...pool players talk.
Especially if they think someone's cheating.
But why don't we just start again? Rebreak?
All right. I'm fine with that.
Yeah. I guess I am, too. But we gotta double the bet.
Bet?
- I didn't know we wagered anything? - Well, what a good time to start.
How about $5,000?
Five thousand?
For that kind of money I'll have to see some cash on the table.
Cash or collateral?
- Georgie, give me your necklace. - Hmm? Excuse me?
That's an emerald. Is that enough collateral for you?
Uh, jus... Just... Give us a... A sec, will you?
Hey.
- What's the problem? - The problem
is that this necklace is worth considerably more than $5,000
as I stole it from a member of the Indian royal family.
And it shouldn't be traced back to us.
Why are you wearing it then?
Because.
Georgie is a Gemini and it's her birthstone.
My bigger problem is that this was supposed to be one game
and now it's a longer con and you've upped the stakes.
I gotta keep him engaged. He's not going to rerack for pride.
Be very careful.
Let's play.
There's got to be a way out of here.
Like... like in Last Jedi, when-when they're in the caves in Crait.
No. It's not the Star Wars movie I would reference.
All the work will be gone.
They're going to make us work off our contracts until we're 80.
It's no good.
She's too complex.
I could spend days with her and not get past her first line of defense.
- I love you. - No, just stop.
Come here.
Contracts.
That girl in there is worried about her family.
I don't think they're scheming for fun.
No. They do it for the money.
No, it's...
I think they're being coerced by the Bravta gang.
Forced labor.
I mean, you date one of these dorks, go talk to him.
See if you can get him to open the door. At least stop the countdown.
No.
I prefer direct intervention.
Breanna, will the countdown stop if we cut the power?
No. No. Servers like these, they have fail-safe generators.
The air-conditioning.
If we overheat the servers--
They go into automatic shutdown.
New plan.
I go to the roof, cut the air-conditioning.
You go talk to the nana-haters and see if you can get them to open the door.
Parker, I don't speak geek.
Aw, sure you do.
Hey. Hey, guys. Hi.
Listen, um... ...shoot.
Yeah.
Huh?
Klingon.
Anybody?
What's he saying? Klingon?
Damn it, Hardison.
Okay.
Three degrees to the left and you can bank it for a twofer.
You're a halfway decent player.
You sound surprised.
Nothing surprising about you.
Halfway decent players are a dime a dozen, but a mastermind, that's interesting.
Mastermind?
You got me.
So what got you into this world?
The usual, daddy issues and enjoying overt displays of bravado.
Nah, I think it's more than that.
You like making the plays, calling the shots.
Guys like him, they need you. That's what you enjoy.
And guys like you think you can read women like me.
It's kinda cute.
I can get a read on anybody in five minutes.
See, people are easy.
You find out what they love and you threaten it.
A job, a reputation, a kid, a grandkid, a parent.
Deep breaths.
You've got to just miss.
You see, people panic when they think you have the upper hand.
Damn it.
Aw. Too bad.
See I love watching you work, sweetheart. But you made one small miscalculation.
See, Ernie and I played a match before this one.
So you gave me the five minutes I needed to figure him out.
Not you, still can't get a read on you.
But him?
He was playing way too precisely to have missed that shot
even if I was getting in his ear.
Too convenient.
So, what was the plan?
The plan was barely lose to me that round.
Ernie begs to play again. This time for higher stakes
to win back that pretty little necklace of yours, and take what?
Ten grand from me.
And the right to say you beat the...
...Donovan Keyes.
It's a classic.
And you are a classy, classy lady, but it's time to go.
- Come on. - Ivan.
Well, hang on a second. Wait a second... Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait a minute.
- Goddamn it. This isn't over yet. - Hey! They called our play.
One more game. One more game. No tricks, no schemes.
No dice.
You don't have anything to stake that I could ever possibly want.
What if I stake my house?
You're really willing to wager your house for a chance to take me down?
Yes.
How do I even know you have a house? I don't even know your real name.
My name is Harry Wilson.
Well, that's done it.
And I'm a lawyer and I own a house. And it's a very nice house.
Harry, no. No, this is madness.
This was never the plan. Besides, Mr. Keyes, you can't...
You can't even cover that kind of bet, can you?
Ivan. Phone.
Thank you, Ivan.
- Hey, Mr. Bravta. - Yes, Donovan. What is it?
Yeah. I'm about to take a piece of real estate off a wannabe pool shark.
Can you stake me?
Of course I'll stake you, Donovan.
You've never let me down.
Thank you.
I don't know that person.
Nikolai Bravta.
And if you're in this life, you know he's not to be messed with.
Well, that's a solid "who," but it's still not cash.
Can you transfer the cash to a holding account?
Sarajevo bank.
Whatever you say. No problem.
We good?
Well.
If you welsh on this bet,
Ivan and Terry will break every single bone in your body.
Well, let's play!
Where it counts!
Big stakes! Grand table! Let's go!
Eeny, meeny, miny, mo.
What you doing?
Why are there two of you?
Okay.
Come on.
It's like...
...fighting with a drunken toddler!
- Sit. - Okay.
Yeah, yeah. Okay. Okay, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Yeah. Uh-huh.
Stay.
All right. Server AC is cut.
About two minutes, those computers should seize up and the data's safe.
I have a date with the nana-haters.
Is it... Is it warm in here?
Does it matter? The muscle man is still trying to kill us!
No, no, no. No, no. I don't want... I don't want to kill you.
What is that?
Hey, guys. Let me in.
Hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
- Open the door. - Oh. What do we do? We are trapped.
- Just open the door. - Like in The Last Jedi.
The program. It stopped running.
The computer is in lockdown. How do we explain this?
Hey, open the door.
Open this door!
Hey. Hey, hey! Open this door!
Hey.
Come on. This way.
She got into the server room somehow.
Maybe we can get out the same way. Run from the beast.
- But she-- - She is one small woman.
We are three warriors!
Hey. No, no, no, no, no. No, no. Bad idea.
She has a very binary sense of right and wrong.
They rolled a nana.
Look, guys. Guys, guys, guys. I'm here to help you. Okay?
I'm like, uh, what... Luke Skywalker! I'm like Luke Skywalker.
They rolled a nana.
Video games! Video games.
You guys play... Um...
Illumitrons!
Illumitrons. Huh? Uh, you guys play?
Uh, Tam from Samurai Midnight showed me some pretty cool moves, man.
You know Samurai Midnight?
It occurred to me a lawyer named Harry probably isn't a hired hand.
If he isn't, you slipped up letting him get this close.
Careless mistake like that.
Is that how you wound up in prison?
Mmm.
To come here and do this, you must really hate me.
Thirty degree rotation.
Counter spin.
What did I do? Rip off your mother or something?
I got it in one, didn't I?
- Harry! Come on! - I am so good.
You know, I'm gonna look at my files and pull up her name.
'Cause she's not the only one.
You probably could have protected her too.
- She must be so, so disappointed. - Oh!
You're that type.
You talk the talk like you're in control, but really,
you're just trying to convince yourself.
It's a bad tell.
You did know that you had that tell, right?
You know, when he gave me his real name,
because the name Lawyer Harry Wilson is way too boring not to be real,
I thought to myself, "These two, they can't be working alone, can they?"
So I had Ivan call for backup.
And the backup should be arriving at my office, oh, right about...
now.
Samurai Midnight.
They invented the chop-kick maneuver.
Who do you think they named the move after?
Huh? All right.
Give me one second, okay? What do you mean?
What does Keyes mean he's sending backup?
The lion is out of the cage.
You're up, hotshot.
Try and make your mommy proud.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Guys, I don't have a camera over that table.
Harry?
I cannot help you without those glasses on.
You know, when you get down to it,
it doesn't really matter what you did to me or to the people that I love.
'Cause I know what kind of person you are.
You're the kind of person I used to be.
Someone who's always looking for the angles.
Always thinking that the rubes deserve to get played.
Yet here you are. Trying to win.
Oh, this isn't about winning. This is about not being a piece of crap.
That's the bar here.
That's all I gotta do to beat you.
No matter what happens here today,
I'm gonna go home knowing that I'm not that.
Anymore.
And you always will be.
And here we are at the eight.
Yes, yes, yes.
Yeah, you can lord about this place, your pond.
'Cause it makes you feel big.
You can scam grandmas 'cause it makes you feel smart.
But the truth is you're a loser
who's about to cost his boss a half a million dollars right now.
- Whoa! - Hey!
- Oh. - That's cheating.
Cheating? Oh. Ivan, did you bump into our good friend here?
- No, sir. - No!
Ivan would never do that.
Nobody in this bar would ever call Ivan a liar.
Would they, Ivan?
No, no. See, last lesson.
See, if you're ever gonna try to shark someone,
don't do it in their own house.
Oh, and that reminds me, I now own yours.
- Get 'em. - Hey!
And just so you remember this lesson...
No, no, no, no, no. No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
- ...we're gonna break your hands. - No. No, no, no, no!
Hold steady!
No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Breanna, I need you to create another moment.
- No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. - Hold him, hold him!
Okay.
Here goes.
Sorry. This was all I could think of.
No, it was a good choice!
Hold him. Hold him!
That I can do with a pool cue.
Enough chitchat. Let's go!
Get up! Come on. Get him, get him! Go!
Ivan! Get him! Get all of 'em! Get all of 'em now!
- What-- - I got tired of waiting for you to finish.
Here, take these.
Go on.
Oh, thank you. She's scary.
Nana-haters.
Okay, where are we going?
Oh! Not far enough.
We got a dozen more Bravta friends coming any minute.
Huh.
Well, before you dispense with us, you should probably answer your phone.
We can wait.
Hey, Mr. Bravta.
Donovan, what the hell did you do?
- What are you talking about? - Where is all my money?
Where is all my money?
You. You stole his money.
The 500 grand in the holding account. How?
Oh, yeah. That was easy.
I pinged the cell phone tower, hacked the phone.
You really think Nikolai Bravta's gonna get that upset
over a measly half a million dollars?
I don't think you heard him correctly. He said, "All my money."
There was a lot more on those servers than just deepfakes of grandkids.
Well, hello, Bravta's Swiss bank accounts.
Once we had the bank accounts, all we needed was vocal authorization
and that's not very easy to fake. Is it, Breanna?
To fool a voice match security system for a Swiss bank account,
you need about 10 seconds of clean vocal footage and a Breanna-level hacker.
Luckily, you provided it for us.
- Hey, Mr. Bravta. - Yes, Donovan? What is it?
Yeah, I'm about to take a piece of real estate off a wannabe pool shark.
Can you stake me?
Of course I'll stake you, Donovan.
You've never let me down.
Who's a Breanna-level hacker? Breanna.
You couldn't just...
Nobody takes down Donovan Keyes. Nobody!
Well, it's like you said,
"You wanna make somebody panic, go after what they love."
And right now, it's your boss who's panicking and blaming you.
You should probably start running,
'cause I think any minute now,
Ivan and Terry are gonna get brand new orders.
And I think I'll take this with me.
Because gambling at pool is so very wrong.
Uh-oh.
Understood.
Oh. No! No!
No! No!
Come here!
You satisfied? With the blood under your fingernails?
- Not yet. - Ow.
All right.
I'm satisfied.
Okay.
Gotta hand it to Donovan, he keeps very thorough records,
but I got the names and amounts of all the people
he's scammed and I made them whole.
Why is Parker so pouty?
It's all the nana-haters. They didn't get what they deserve.
They're not nana-haters, okay?
They were forced to work for the Bravta gang because they...
Their families were in debt.
McSweeten has them and their families under protection.
I gotta help dismantle the Bravta criminal empire.
Which is a good thing for you, Harry.
That Nikolai and Donovan are too busy to come looking for you
'cause now they know your real name.
Well, I'm not exactly in the phone book,
and Breanna helped me hide all my assets and information
under a web of shell corporations years ago.
The bad guys, they do it all the time, right?
And now I get to teach the Wilsons about social media privacy
and how to spot a deepfake, right after I finish physical therapy.
'Cause you don't know how to fall properly.
If you're landing on two feet like I do--
I'm trying to teach her how to do it.
- It was out of the socket. - Hold my beer. I'll show you right now.
- I'll show you right now. Come-- - That's the problem! It was out of...
I've been thinking.
About Breanna in the ceiling.
That didn't feel like an accident.
You put her there. In case you needed a distraction.
What I don't understand is why you felt it was necessary because I had him.
No.
By that last game, we already had him, but you were still trying to beat him.
If you hadn't been so hell-bent on showing Donovan up,
you wouldn't have ended up face down on the table
with a nearly broken hand.
All right, well... Yeah.
You were right. I wasn't gonna be able to play it cool.
Harry, do you remember last year
when my stepdaughter, Astrid, got tangled up in a con?
But I-I was so turned around,
I-I-I... ...I couldn't see the bigger picture.
But you and Eliot and Parker and Breanna... You saw it for me.
I'm gonna go have a cup of coffee with my mother.
She and I have a lot to talk about.
You know, it is a shame that you don't play pool, Sophie.
I think you would've been a force to be reckoned with.
Ooh.
Such a shame.
You have one hour to steal the "Grande Complication"
Marie-Antoinette watch or Sophie Devereaux dies.
Protect the watch or your stepmother dies.
Parker versus Astrid.
Two women you care deeply about, unknowingly placed in the same game.
Diabolical.
You took away the person that I loved.
She ran away with con men and thieves and I was left alone!
Ask yourself one question.
Who was I with when you grabbed me?
Oh, wow.