- Well, that's it. I'm gutted.
- Usually a half moon screws me up. Tonight I'm lucky.
Go figure.
- Well, it's been a bad month.
It's been a bad night. Well, a bad year.
- Hey, there's always another table. - Yeah, always another hand.
- That's right.
- Well, till then.
- Thank you.
- Oh, any time.
- Come on, Ante. [whistling]
That's my lucky charm.
That's a good girl.
You in, gentlemen? You can't win if you're not in.
- She sounds very confident.
- With reason. Denny Scarpa's one of the best.
They call her Lady Shoes.
- Why's that?
- She likes shoes.
- Good as she is, I think I could take her.
- Please. You think you can take her?
- I think I could. Know why? - Why?
- 'Cause she's a woman... I mean, not to disrespect the gender,
but the game of poker is designed by men, for men,
and that is why men know... - Actually, if I'm not mistaken,
poker derives from the ancient Persian game of As Nas,
designed as a diversion for the young women of their imperial court.
- No kidding?
- It first came to North America by way of the Persian sailors,
who taught it to the French settlers of New Orleans.
Of course, the French added their own terms
for betting to the game, such as "I poque you for a dollar,"
"I poque against you for $2,"
"I poque against the three of you for $3."
Well, and so on.
And eventually, under the influence of the northern or the "Yankee" accent,
the game came to be known
as poker.
[explosion]
- Go, go!
- Fraser...
I would not...
...do that.
You all right?
- I'm not sure. I...
My back.
You know, Fraser,
from the second floor, there's always the other option.
- Which is?
- The stairs.
- Right. Well, I'll remember that.
- You get the plate?
- No, I was indisposed.
- Great... that is greatness. Another night wasted.
All night for nothing.
- Where do you think you're going?
- Poor baby.
She hates explosives.
- Most animals do.
Dief, she's out of your league.
[Diefenbaker whimpering] Well, she is.
- What's with Dief?
- Well, I'm not sure. It might be love...
Then again, it might just be worms.
- What's the diff?
I sure as hell did not think explosives.
You know, I'm supposed to be the inside guy on a simple gambling bust
so I can go to court and say to the ladies and gentlemen of the jury,
"The defendant was raking in the cash."
- Well, Ray, it's very difficult to anticipate an exploding wall.
- Fraser, I'm paid to anticipate.
- You can't always predict the outcome.
[sirens blaring]
- Please.
Don't tell me you got a thing for her?
- For who?
- You know who... Lady Shoes.
- I don't know her.
- Exactly, and you never will. She's a card player.
You never get to know a woman like that.
- If you say so. - Th-that's what I just said.
- Well, I know, I heard you. Yeah, forget about it.
[phone ringing]
Yeah.
[Welsh]: Guy blows a hole through a wall,
jumps through with a gun, and you don't get him?
Not good. That's why the brass is always pushing
for more SWAT teams,
because we got cops who don't know how to use their guns!
- Uh, sir?
- You got a licence for that?
- What, for this?
No, I'm just, sort of, try... - Ah-ah-ahh...
I'm just trying it out.
You know, sort of as a...
preamble to wearing heat.
I'm taking self-defence.
- You going to defend yourself by drowning somebody to death?
- Well, I thought it'd be a little more humane than, you know...
blinding some guy, or...
kicking him in the, uh, you know...
the nether regions.
- The nether regions?
- Yeah, well, um... ow.
Actually, sir, I'm, um...
I'm kind of wearing this for a different reason.
- Fashion?
- No.
Uh, I've sort of been thinking about the, um, the academy.
- You want to become a cop?
- W... become a cop,
I don't know about that.
I'm just, um... I'm just, you know,
really, sort of...
basically, uh, tossing it around in my mind,
right now, until I can, um, resolve the uniform issue.
- The uniform issue?
- Yeah, well...
my head is shaped... a little weird,
and I can't really wear a hat.
I was the only girl at my first communion,
at Our Lady of lmmaculate Conception,
who couldn't wear a veil.
- Uh, um, you know, that would be a problem.
- Yeah. But, um...
until I work that out, I was just kind of hoping that, you know,
maybe you could steer me in the right direction.
- Oh, sure, I can give you all the advice you need
to get into the academy.
I don't know what to do about this hat thing.
- That's great. Th-that's fine.
I'll... I'll worry about the hat thing.
That's... thank you.
Um, yeah, sir, do you...
do you think we could, um...
you know, just, sort of, keep this under...
- Under our hats?
- Well, ha-ha...
Yeah, until... In case it doesn't really work out, you know.
Thank you.
- Looks like you might be here awhile,
so can I get you a coffee or a tea?
- Yeah, I'll take a coffee... black.
- Black.
- It's going to be hard to drink it with...
these on.
[Welsh]: All right, where is she now?
- She's in Interview One. Not being helpful.
Said she didn't see the guy. - She trying to cut a deal?
- Can't tell. I brought up those assault charges
from the poker game in Arkansas.
I said, "You'll do time." She says, "So, I'll do time."
- It's not easy to scare Denny Scarpa.
This mook I know, his cousin sat in at one of her tables 10 years ago.
Even then, had ice water in her veins. - She claims we tried to kill her.
- She does have a point, Ray.
- No, she doesn't. She's pissed she didn't make me for a cop.
- Point is, she doesn't identify this guy, she's not a material witness.
- She was looking right at him.
- Oh, so, she's lying? Why?
- Uh, hiding something.
- Perhaps she's frightened.
- Yeah, maybe I better go talk to this legend...
see who's got the better bluff.
[cracking]
What, what? Back?
- Yeah. - Back.
Put both hands on the desk.
- Mm-hmm.
- Uh-huh, take a knee.
[Fraser groaning]
Now, breathe. - Hoo...
- Breathe. - Haa... haa...
- Agent White. - Agent Exley.
- Oh, feds.
- You want us to come back after yoga, gentlemen?
- You're Constable Benton Fraser, Royal Canadian Mounted Police.
- First came to Chicago on the trail of his father's...
- Yes, he is. What do you want?
- Denny Scarpa. - When we're finished.
- It's been cleared.
- I play a little poker. - Me too.
- Of course you do. All cops play poker.
A little poker. - A little poker?
What's that supposed to mean?
- I'm just stating the facts, gentlemen. Card?
Not quite good enough. Next?
- No one can be that lucky.
- Are you insinuating that I cheat, Detective?
- Gentlemen, take five.
- Agent White. - Agent Exley.
- Nice suits.
- So... Denny Scarpa.
- And you are...?
- A couple of guys who might be able to help you out.
- In exchange for...?
- You give us Alex Farah.
- Hang onto her. - You clear it with Welsh.
- Mind if I use the ladies'?
- Yeah, it's all right.
- Okay.
Ante.
- We're going to cut a deal.
- Oh, imagine our surprise.
She's got a game set up.
We got word that one of the guys we're looking for's going to be there.
Alex Farah.
He's suspected of extortion, market fraud,
murder. He's a card player.
Been out of the country a couple years.
Coming in for a grudge match against Scarpa.
We'd like to put in an appearance.
- Farah sounds rough. Get Scarpa to tell you where the game...
- The lady's the attraction. He doesn't want to play poker,
he wants to go toe-to-toe with Lady Shoes.
She doesn't show, he doesn't show.
It's been a pleasure.
- Those two guys bug me.
- Hi. - Hi.
Ohh... it feels good to get that thing off.
- Traffic bad?
- A cop cut me off. You believe that?
- Mm-hmm.
- Agent Exley.
- We're all set. Where's Scarpa?
- In the restroom.
- Hey, where's my poncho?
- Excuse me for a moment?
Agent white.
- She saw him, Lieutenant. All we have to do is...
- Sir, Scarpa got away. The feds let her go to the bathroom and...
- She outwitted us. - Yeah.
- Want me to call the Bureau, or you think you can handle that?
- We should look at this from another angle.
You find her... ...we don't tell the Bureau
your station house lost a federal asset.
[beeping]
- Well, I guess we better find her.
- How?
Fraser, you think this is one of your good ideas...
following around the wolf? - It's the only lead we have, Ray.
- No dogs in the building.
- Says who?
- Me.
- You are?
- I keep dogs out of the building.
- Uh, what about that dog, now?
- That dog I know, this dog I don't.
- Well, this dog's with me. - Yeah, and who are you?
- Chicago P.D.
Where does this dog live? - 1410, but she's never in.
- Who, the dog?
- She's not a dog.
No, she's got legs that go all the way to the top.
But like I said, she's never in.
- Good, I'll leave a note. Out.
- Thank you kindly.
- Not so smart to come here, Joey.
- Well, you're okay. You got out of it.
- Yeah, I took care of it.
But the game is still on.
- Well, what for?
We got plenty of money.
- Mm, just one more time.
- It's dangerous.
- We aren't really going to leave a note, are we?
No, we're going to break in,
look through her personal possessions
and use her can without a warrant.
- Just one more time, and then we can be together always.
[barking]
Joey, take this.
- Look, generally, it's not a great bet to come back to your place
of residence once you've escaped police custody.
[tires screeching]
- Ray, I'm sorry!
Ow!
- Dammit, Fraser, if you are gonna drop a guy,
you got to say something first, like, "Ray, I'm gonna drop you."
Well, I'm sorry, Ray, but with my back being the way it is,
it was extremely difficult to hang on.
- Okay, I'll let it go this time. Did you get a plate?
- No, I was otherwise occupied.
- I guess I got to do everything.
- Oh, you got the plate then?
- No, I did not get the plate, Fraser, but...
All right, well, what did you get?
- I got the girl.
- People lose money, they carry grudges.
It's a danger that comes with the territory.
It's just never been this close.
- So, you've never seen this man before, you've never played with him?
- Mm-mm.
- Likely, he was hired by a third party.
If you don't mind me saying so, you pursue a very dangerous occupation.
- The strange thing is, I wanted to be a physician.
I was in pre-med at NYU.
One weekend, I sat down at an open table in Atlantic City...
threw my textbooks in the garbage can and I never looked back.
- Do you regret it?
- After this thing? Yes.
- Watch your head.
- Don't tell me, she's a great lady.
She feeds starving children,
so we're gonna have to stick out our skinny necks.
- I'm not sure about the starving children, Ray, but...
- You're a good guy, Fraser.
One of your good qualities is you take people at face value.
She's different. She's a card shark.
- Ray, we know this man is dangerous,
and he probably came here to eliminate a witness,
and if that's the case, he'll undoubtedly try again.
Furthermore, in the absence of a hard and fast deal,
if we hand her to the federal agents,
it's unlikely her protection will be a high priority.
- Do not fall for her, Fraser. - We have to protect her.
- Do not fall for her.
- I'm not.
- All right, what's the plan?
- 'Course I'm not, uh, well, I'm not sure what it is
that you actually wear when you're not, uh...
when you're not wearing any clothes...
I mean, when you're slee... This may not be appropriate.
- No, it's perfect.
Thank you.
Are you just going to stand there and watch me, or...
- Oh, I'm, uh, I'm sorry.
- Fraser!
Fraser, Fraser, Fraser.
Fraser, Fraser.
Off duty and still working.
You really got to learn to relax.
I mean, look at me.
How do... how do I seem?
- How do you seem, sir?
- Yeah, I mean do I seem tense to you?
- Uh, no, sir, you appear to be very loose-limbed.
- That would be the Latin influence.
[car horn honking]
That would be a Latin horn.
- A Latin horn?
I got to pee.
I was having tapas with the Spanish ambassador.
He's remarkably erudite,
learned, well-read, and really, really, really hot-blooded.
[singing Volare]
See what I mean?
Um, we're going to continue...
Um, I have a really high-level,
power, um, meeting at 0900 hours,
so I'm going to be late.
- You're so beautiful in moonlight.
- You handle cards very well.
- It's what I do.
- Are you naturally lucky, or do you cheat?
- That depends on how you define cheating.
[whimpering]
Looks cozy, doesn't it?
Is it sore?
Right here?
- Yes.
- I used to do this for my dad when he'd get home working late.
My kid brother, too.
You have a brother? - No.
- Sister? - No.
- It's tough when they can't take care of themselves.
With my kid brother, it was one mess after another.
Right here?
- Mm-hmm...
You handle muscles well also.
You mind if I ask you a question?
- Uh-uh.
- Are you protecting someone?
- Just myself and my dog.
- Sounds very lonely.
- You tell me.
- Are you suggesting our situations are similar?
- Both outsiders...
one step ahead of everybody else.
Yeah, I think so.
- What do you plan to do about the FBI and Mr. Farah?
- If I can't cut a deal, I'll face charges.
And if I can cut a deal, I'll face Farah.
Either way, I'm kind of boxed in.
- It's a dangerous game.
- Life is a dangerous game.
The trick is to minimize the risk.
- And how do you plan to minimize the risk in a game with Farah?
- I'd have to have someone with me...
someone I could trust.
- Someone like me, you mean?
- Mm, you would be perfect.
[knocking]
- I should answer that.
- You're bluffing, right?
- No, I never bluff.
Excuse me.
[pounding]
- This is Tommy, our sketch artist.
Don't you feel a little naked without the long johns?
- I have several pair.
- Hmm.
Ballistics was positive with the gun.
The guy who was shooting at us is the same guy who took down the game.
[whistling] - This is nice, really nice.
- Thank you.
- Real wood and everything.
- Tommy doesn't get out much.
- Ah...
- This is your witness.
- The woman?
- Right.
Blind as a bat. But damn, he knows his way around a pencil.
Fraser...
- You know what the hell you're doing?
- What is it you think I'm doing?
- You're the one who's got a shark swimming around in your underwear.
- It's purely a matter of practicality.
Her clothes aren't particularly conducive to sleeping.
- Oh, so you just had to take them off.
- No, she managed that all by herself.
- Look, Fraser, all I'm trying to say here
is this woman is a dangerous customer.
I mean, she's covering angles, she's looking at the odds,
she's looking for insurance.
This is not, you know, the little girl from the igloo next door.
- Do you think she's protecting someone?
- Yeah, maybe her boyfriend.
- We have no proof of that.
- Oh, man, is she reeling you in.
- And why do you say that?
- Would you be so diplomatic if she wasn't such a beautiful woman?
- Certainly.
- Awful thing is I believe you.
- Mahogany.
All done.
- I caught a glimpse of him, he was wearing a hat.
I thought his hair was dark.
- I'm pretty sure it was blond. This is him.
- Get that out on the wire right away.
Tommy, Tommy.
- Real cherry wood, wow.
- Well, good night.
Dief, Ante.
[whistling]
- Good night. - 'Night.
[doorbell ringing]
- Agent White. - Agent Exley.
- Where is she? - No idea.
- That why you needed a sketch artist?
- No, the thing of it is I... love art, paintings mostly.
Sculpture does not turn my crank,
but I love oils and watercolours and...
Hey, where the hell did she come from?
- You just bought yourself some trouble.
- Trouble? - With a capital "T."
We're filing charges.
- What charges? - Harbouring a fugitive.
- Well, she's our fugitive.
He was just holding her. - In the Canadian Consulate?
- A bit unorthodox...
- Spare me. - We're taking her now.
- Or else what? - We'll take your boy here instead.
- Boy? - I may have a solution to this.
- What?
- I've spoken with Ms. Scarpa;
I believe she'll agree to cooperate with you on one condition.
- Condition being?
- She wants someone she can trust.
- You. - She trusts you?
- I believe she does, yes.
- You're on.
[cell phones ringing]
Agent White. - Agent Exley.
- Fraser, you don't know how to play poker.
- No, well, I'm not entirely unfamiliar with it, Ray.
Although perhaps a refresher course in some of the fundamentals
might be a good idea.
Is an ace still considered a high card?
- This is retarded. You cannot learn to play poker
in one night and hope to beat a shark.
- Possibly. Although, you know, one time I did manage
to learn almost all of Milton's Paradise Lost in a single evening.
Of course, my chances for survival were very slim.
I had to keep my mind very focused.
- Prove it. - Prove what?
Do the Paradise Lost thing.
Oh. "Of man's first disobedience and the fruit of that forbidden tree"
"whose mortal taste brought death into the world..."
- Okay, okay, maybe we got a shot. Okay, let's get down to basics.
Poker is a game of money and deception.
- Penalties go to the weak; rewards go to the strong.
- In poker, you're on your own.
- The loser makes himself a loser.
- And the winner makes himself a winner.
- I see, and where do the cards fit into this?
- The cards are incidental. Think about it this way:
poker is sheer justice.
Okay... low card brings it in.
Okay, we are on Fourth Street.
- I bet my salary on Fraser.
A year's worth.
Hi, Frase. - Francesca.
- That would be illegal, Miss Vecchio.
- Why?
- The state of Illinois has laws against illegal gaming.
Betting on poker, even a small sum
such as your salary, would be considered illegal.
- Well, that's just stupid.
- Stupid or not, it's the law,
which you should know if you...
- Hey, sir, watch your cards there.
- If you want to become a what, Francesca?
- Um, nothing, I was just musing, hypothetically.
Can't gamble, since I can't break the law.
- Oh, yeah? Since when?
- This morning.
- Oh, do I still have to bet?
[all]: Yes.
- But I've already won. It would seem to be gloating.
Well, it seems that I have...
a blush, 4 low.
- Constable, you have a flush and it takes high.
And you can't do that.
You can't be bluffing when you're not bluffing.
- I wasn't bluffing, sir, I was just telling the truth.
- Poker is not about the truth, Fraser.
- It's about deception. - You stink, Fraser.
- Of what? [all]: The truth.
- Do you think Fraser is up to this?
- As long as he doesn't have to lie.
- Or bluff. - Or hold.
- I guess cheating is out of the question.
- Imagine living like that?
- Forget about it.
How about those feds?
- Leaving?
- I thought you were sleeping.
- You've been up all night.
- As have you.
Are you nervous about tomorrow?
- Yeah, I'm scared.
I had a run-in with Farah a couple years back.
He's a tough guy.
He'll have bodyguards. Anything can happen.
- You think something will happen?
- I don't know.
I'm a card player, not a psychic.
- You know, sometimes... telling the truth
is the only way out.
- You'll never make a poker player.
- Well, actually,
I... I won a bag of candy.
- Anyone can win
when the stakes don't matter.
- True enough.
I took the liberty of looking into your record.
- Of course.
- You were arrested for assault
in connection with a knifing in a game in Arkansas.
- When in Rome...
- You confessed to the stabbing, even though witnesses
said your brother Larry actually committed the crime.
- Witnesses can be wrong.
- Or you could have been protecting your brother.
He had a record.
Ajudge would've been stern with him.
- You look out for your family.
Larry...
he couldn't take care of himself.
- What colour is his hair?
- Dark.
Was. Larry's dead.
He couldn't let things go.
He was in Bakersfield and ran into another man
who couldn't let things go, and I wasn't there to help him.
Are you testing me?
- Yes.
- Can I trust you?
- Mm-hmm.
- Then why can't you trust me?
- Who says I don't?
I should go.
You know, my father used to say that... duty was a passion.
Maybe the only one that really counted.
- You got no duty here. It's all risk.
What if you sweat and Farah twigs to the scam?
I mean, anything could go down.
- Well, I'm aware there are risks.
- You know, Fraser, uh... when I was in college, um,
I used to go to the track and play the horses.
One day I was down there and I met this chick from Albany.
She had a good line and I bought it.
Hook, line, sinker, you know.
Before she left, she'd taken everything.
- You think I'm confusing duty with passion?
- No, I think that...
you can do many things with such women, but not trust them.
- Who says I trust her?
[sighing] You telling me everything?
You can back out, you know.
- I can't do that.
Ah, Francesca.
I wonder if you'd mind looking up some information for me?
- Frase, can I ask you a question about your work?
- I'll try to answer, but, of course,
as a member of the RCMP, I have taken an oath of secrecy.
As a consequence, there are certain matters
that I'm bound not to discuss. - What do you mean?
Like about the Queen and Inspector Thatcher?
- Well, I'm loyal to them both.
However, I was referring to, well, discussions
of matters that might compromise national security.
- Oh.
- So what do you want to know?
- Yeah, um, is the hat really necessary?
- Absolutely essential.
This is the information I require.
- Okay. - Thank you kindly.
- What were you guys just talking about?
- Nothing, head gear.
Come on, he gave you a piece of paper.
What was on the paper?
- Nothing, Ray.
He wanted me to look over a few things for him, why?
Is that a crime too? Because, if that's a crime as well,
then there's way too many crimes.
I can't get all these crimes in my head.
I'll have to rethink the whole thing.
- You do that. That'd be a good hobby for you.
- I have to get ready now.
I can't eat on game day, I can't use my toothpaste,
I can't face any corner of the room for more than 10 seconds,
and I can't smell a man until I sit at the table.
So you both now have to leave.
- I knew gamblers were superstitious.
- It's not superstition. It's discipline.
And discipline is part of the game.
- And this discipline works?
- I win.
- I think I'll stay here.
- Yeah, I'll go cover the rear exit.
Wake me if anything happens.
- He can't wear your tuxedo. He'll look like a Chico's waiter.
- Only if it's light blue.
- It's black, and beautiful, like me.
- He must look expensive, like the boys in Vegas.
- Vegas? They wear track suits. - He's gotta look
like he knows his stuff, look slick, look good.
You look good. You look, uh...
- Sharp. - Tres sharp.
You're a real fashion plate, Constable.
Look, here's your stake... courtesy of Chicago PD.
Now, understand, anything you earn belongs to the Chicago PD.
- Yes, sir. - Let's check out the setup.
- If you want another card, the dealer's smiling, don't.
- If anyone smells of bacon bits, see them and raise them.
- That was Franny. She got the information you wanted.
Curious?
- I'd appreciate it.
- Two years ago, Farah played a game in Bakersfield.
The night ended with a homicide.
That was the last time Farah was seen in the country.
The deceased is named Lawrence Packard.
What does that mean? - All right,
it's show time. Let's go, Detective.
Good luck, Constable.
Is he all right? - I dunno, he's a little whacked.
- Here's our next player.
This one's Malone. - Out of Oklahoma. Oil money.
Plays the circuit. - Runner-up,
'95 World Championships, Reno.
- Next guest.
- Good evening.
Ah, cider. Thank you kindly.
Whoa, stiff apples.
- Mountie's in place. - Nice tux.
- For a rental. - Hey, I own that tux.
- What do you charge?
- Here we go.
- It's Farah, game's on.
- Name's Carson, Steel Eyes Carson.
Still cold up in Canada?
- Well, it can be, yes.
- Delighted.
- Glad you could make it.
Gentlemen, shall we get started?
I went north once, looking for bear.
Froze my little toe.
- You know, Steel Eyes, extremities are often insufficiently protected
against the challenge of a northern winter.
As a matter of fact, I once knew a man
who lost the crotch of his pants on a barbed-wire fence,
and later that night, a particularly harsh night,
he almost lost his, uh...
That's, uh, that's another story.
So where is everyone else from?
[all]: Miami.
- We better go in.
- It's not the protocol. - What?
- We're pursuing the A.C. strategy.
- A.C.? - Al Capone.
We've got witnesses lined up to testify against Farah.
- No one will testify until he's in custody.
- We'll nail him on gaming. For this charge to stick...
- Farah's got to take a pot. - You in?
- Let me see.
There's 52 cards in a deck,
four cards in any given suit.
Now, what is the possibility of getting three of those four cards
in a seven-hand game
with none of them showing?
I don't think the odds could be any greater than 1 in 2,756.
- Are you playing or talking?
- Let him bet, Joey.
- Terribly sorry.
- What's your man doing?
- He's winning.
- There's something compelling about having vast quantities
of money coming in one's direction, isn't it?
- This is not good.
- Farah has to take a pot. - We can't take Farah.
- 1,000.
- Looks like the makings of a flush, to Steel Eyes.
- Steel Eyes.
It's an interesting moniker, Mr. Carson.
Perhaps I should adopt a nickname.
- We could call you Big Mouth.
- That would seem to be apt.
And you're known as Lady Shoes, I believe.
- Some people call me that.
- Scarpa, that's not your name from birth.
- Maybe it is and maybe it isn't.
- Ah... If I'm not mistaken, uh...
your given name was actually Packard.
- Packard.
- What's he doing?
- It's a truly fascinating game, poker.
Very few pursuits
so effortlessly combine money, deception, truth.
And so often... the real stakes
far exceed what's actually on the table.
- He's showing his hand. We gotta go.
- We sit tight.
- By way of example,
only recently I heard of a game
that was played in Bakersfield.
- Who cares?
- Stakes were so high it resulted in homicide.
A man by the name of Lawrence Packard.
- Cards.
- That's the guy from the takedown.
- What are you talking about?
- It's a setup, you morons. Packard was her brother.
She'll take out Farah. Joey's her trigger man.
Let's move, now.
- We sit tight!
- We move now!
- Hold your positions, men.
- Mr. Farah, you were at Bakersfield, were you not?
- What kind of game are you playing?
- I believe it's called poker.
- We move.
- Federal agents! Nobody move!
- Freeze, Chicago PD!
- Thank you, Ray.
- No problem, Fraser.
- Drop it! Move,
or you're dead!
[panting]
- You play a dangerous game.
- Farah killed my brother.
- So you ordered Joey to kill Farah.
- Just trying to even out the game.
- Using me in the process.
- You could have let me go.
- Who says I won't let you go now?
- You're bluffing.
- I never bluff.
- Ah!
I thought you said you didn't bluff.
- I'm learning.
- So she's after Club Fed.
Five card, one draw.
What tipped you off?
- Well, there was something about her manner in the hotel room
that suggested she wasn't truly in any mortal peril.
Also, she claimed to have been a medical student
at New York University,
but there was no record to support that claim.
What's the ante? - I don't know.
We'll, uh, play for air. - All right.
Ante is in.
In addition, when she he was kissing me...
- Wait a minute. You kissed her? - Well, no, she kissed me.
- What was it like? - The kiss?
Delightful. - Why didn't you tell me?
- That the kiss was delightful?
- Not the kiss, not the kiss, that you suspected her.
- I wasn't sure, but as you had instructed me,
there are certain cards that are better left hidden
until they're absolutely needed.
- So you were bluffing. - Evading.
- Bluffing. Bluffing. - Delaying. Equivocating.
- Bluffing. - Bluffing.
- Thank you.
What do you think the odds are that in this universe
Francesca will take to that dog? - Oh, ho, ho,
difficult to compute.
But Ante needs a good home and Francesca has a good heart.
- How many cards?
- I'll take none, thank you.
- None. - None.
- Okay, two can play that game. I'll take none, too.
Bet? - A hundred.
- Of... - A hundred of air.
- Okay, I'll see your 100 and I raise you 50.
- All right, I will see that 50... and I'll call.
- What have you got?
- Once again, a crowded home.
- House. - Crowded house.
- Full house. - Full house, full house.
I'll take that air now, Ray.
- I'm tapped out.
- I'll accept an I.O.U.
- An I.O.U. on air?
- I want you to honour your wager.
- That's stupid.
High winds northern sky Will carry you away
You know you have to leave here
You wish that you could stay
There's four directions on this map
But you're only going one way
Due South
That's the way I'm going
Due South
Saddle up my travelling shoes I'm bound to walk away these blues
Due South
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