My eardrums are weeping.
I could call the front desk,
again.
Why?
I suspect it is the front desk
who is attempting to torture me into an earlier checkout.
Sam, you're making the same mistakes over and over again.
What is wrong with you?
Maybe that's 'cause it's 1:38.
Can I finish losing to you tomorrow?
So you can sleep,
and I suffer through this cacophony?
No.
It'll give me a fighting chance.
Is that a uniform or a costume?
Oh, hey, Mr. B!
Yeah, they're paying me to guard the party.
Pretty sweet, huh?
You're letting the hooligans in!
You're guarding the party backwards!
They've bought out the whole floor.
Except your suite, of course.
You're the only one complaining, and Hugo...
Oh, hi.
Whoa, where are we going?
Mr. Balagan,
do you know who's staying in this suite?
Dionysus?
It's Deacon.
Demon spawn!
Hey, nice robe.
I salute your...
dedication to indulgence, man,
but I must appeal to your sense of decency...
My what?
Your sense of decency...
Oh, decency!
We're not gonna have
any of that here tonight, are we?
Out of the way! Move!
Oh...
It was your son's bedtime four hours ago,
and you said you'd sing him a lullaby.
Right.
Deacon!
It's gone, Deaks.
Somebody took it all.
Well, finally, some quiet.
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Good morning!
Aw... really?
Check this out.
He didn't even need stitches.
Took it like a man, though, didn't you?
Didn't you, my little angel.
Yeah, looks worse than it is.
That hurt?
No...
So...
If you were to find what Troy here lost...
What kind of fee are we looking at?
Depends what was stolen.
$200,000.
Hmm.
20%, plus expenses.
Okay, no problem,
I'll just go back upstairs
and re-read my encyclopedias.
15%.
No expenses.
Okay, just take one more up to the bar
and then come back down.
That's only, like, half of it.
Hey, nana Faye?
Hey, you okay?
Well, I can't right now, I'm at work, but isn't on TV cable, again?
Okay.
Yeah, well, I can be there after work.
Around 2:00?
Okay, see you then. Bye.
And what was the money for?
I've got a guy, Ray, he gets me things...
And Troy asked him to procure for me
a certain little something.
Ooh, was it a Matisse?
Or a Louis the XVI writing desk?
Puppets? Drugs? What?
Yeah, that's right.
Drugs.
So, your plan rocked...
When it should have rolled, huh?
Yeah, anyway,
I met at our usual spot,
in this alley off of 7th...
Yeah, and then Troy gets out of the car...
Wham!
Someone clocks him, and takes my money.
Oh, clocks you with what?
A wooden bat.
You did not see who the assailant was?
No, but it had to be Ray.
And now he's not answering our calls.
Anybody else who might have known
about the meeting with money?
That's hard to say.
It's hard to say...
Oh, hi.
I mean...
Secrets are hard to keep on a tour bus.
Right, so?
40 people, plus stowaways.
It could have been anybody.
Yeah, you're going to have to earn your 10%.
15%.
So, tell me,
how much longer do we have the pleasure
of being neighbours?
Well, the concert's tomorrow night,
Sunday, we jet.
Is that going to be enough time?
Probably not.
You may never see your $200,000 again.
Will you miss it?
The point is, comrade,
we can't have anyone ripping off the demon spawn.
It's bad for the image.
Mm.
I'll need this Ray guy's address.
Sam, just go there and talk to Ray.
I don't know, an overdue library book,
or a winning lottery ticket. Just improvise.
Yes, we are...
Do you like swimming? Yes, you do.
Aw...
The spawn of the spawn.
Yes, adorable.
I'm sorry, you are?
It must be difficult getting your husband's attention.
What is that supposed to mean?
I saw your performance last night.
It was memorable.
Trust me, no one remembers.
And yet, you did marry this demon's pawn,
did you not?
He didn't used to be like that.
He was a busker playing folk songs when I met him.
So the actor became the part.
All he needs now is the three-headed dog.
Did mommy bash the big bad man on the head?
Oh, yes, she did.
Yes, she did...
If you want your husband's attention,
why not hit him in the head?
Worthless junk!
VCR’s don't even exist anymore!
Uh, excuse me?
Hi, I'm looking for Ray.
Is this the place?
Oh, you're looking for Ray?
Well, uh, join the club.
Sorry?
Cheating bastard didn't come home last night.
Oh, so you don't know where he is?
He has a... overdue library book.
Probably helping
his new girlfriend move!
He rented a van on my credit card.
Yeah, must think I'm pretty stupid.
Uh, he didn't mention any money
he might have happened to have just found recently...
I hear him on the phone, Kelly this, Kelly that.
I read his texts, emails.,
Kelly, Kelly, Kelly!
And then I confront him about it,
he just denies it.
Uh, do you know where Kelly lives?
I really need to speak to Ray.
You got a car?
Yeah.
Great. You drive.
Hello!
Hey, what's shakin', nana Faye?
Oh, Danni!
Have you had some lunch?
Can I get you anything?
No, no, I'm fine.
Perhaps a cup of tea?
Yes...
Okay, sure.
Here...
Oh, bless your kind heart!
I got you that saskatoon Berry jam.
Oh...
Okay, so, what's the deal?
Cable thingie fell out again?
It's the white cable down...
" Hey, Danni...
Y-you look great.
Is this why I'm here?
How could I say no?
I never see the two of you together anymore.
How much trouble are you in this time?
Trouble?
No trouble,
just a little challenge.
I cannot keep bailing you out!
What if this is the last time?
Ha, right.
How much?
More than you have.
Yeah, well, sorry, I would have more,
but you still owe me 50 grand.
Uh, would either of you like a piece of cake?
I don't know why
I make so much,
I can't eat it myself.
I can't believe you dragged nana Faye into this.
I am going to pay you back every penny,
just as soon as you help me out
with this one little thing...
La, la, la, la...
Danni...
Danni, Danni.
I can't pay you back if I'm dead.
This is serious.
They're really gonna kill you?
That is why I need you.
I brought you a slice of lemon cake.
Low cholesterol.
Okay.
Uh, nana Faye?
You're sitting on your alert thing again.
Oh, yeah, you've got to remember
to wear this around your neck.
Oh, but it makes me feel so old.
But that's why you have to wear it.
And he didn't say anything
about delivering something to a rock star?
Ray is always delivering things
to stupid musicians.
Ray!
Maybe we should just call...
Yeah, yeah, I'm coming! Hold on, hold your horses...
Ray!
Yeah, what's up?
Where is that bitch?
Hey, hey, hey, excuse me...
I know you're here with that tramp!
What are you...
My name's Sam, Sam Besht.
We're looking for Ray.
So am I.
Who are you?
I work for grandmaster Balagan.
We think Ray stole some money.
Yeah, mine.
Yours?
He was here with that slut, Kelly!
I'm Kelly.
He's cheating on me with you?
What?
Yeah, he's in there, isn't he?
Uh, no, no...
It's a bear.
Oh.
So, this Kelly guy said
that Ray was supposed to pay him 100 gran
for the bear.
I emailed these to you.
So, Deacon was buying a polar bear?
Well, he is a rock star.
See, Alcina,
I'm not the worst guest in this hotel.
No, Mr. Balagan, you are the second worst,
and be careful, there is glass in the carpet.
Hi, Sammy.
So, Deacon paid $200,000, yes?
Was Ray was going to pocket the other half or what?
Yeah, Ray's motto.
100% mark-up.
And how did Kelly acquire this siberian creature?
Well, he's had it since it was a cub,
but it's full grown now,
it's too expensive to feed.
Did Ray mention any of this to you?
I don't know every little thing Ray gets up to.
Hey, doctor Zhivago, you find my cash?
We found your certain little something.
You planning on snorting or smoking it?
Hi.
Not the mesquite, the hickory.
Cool.
Hey,
can I get you something to eat?
My special chef here can, uh, make anything.
No, thank you.
Do all these people ever go away?
Oh, when they do, I'll know I'm in trouble.
So, riding a bear to your next concert, yes?
What happened, your tour bus broke down?
The bear's for my show.
Troy...
Oh, yeah, kill the music.
I've got this whole
laser light extravaganza planned,
with some pyro. Troy...
Girls, beat it.
And at the end,
I want to be standing on the edge of the stage,
shredding...
And then suddenly,
the mighty polar bear will rise from beneath the stage,
like he's about to attack,
and the fans, they're going crazy.
And I turn,
and I play that mighty beast
right back into submission.
You're speechless, aren't you?
Mm-hmm.
That's all right, most people are.
You know, you should come check out our show.
I'll get you a couple of comps.
Troy, get him some comps.
No, thank you.
Do you have permits to put this bear in your concert?
Permits, that's cute.
Tell you what,
you just worry about finding my money.
I'll worry about the bear.
Gather round, ladies, this song is for you.
Okay, what's the plan here?
I was thinking number three.
I can't do number three.
I'm way outta practice.
Two?
No, I'm not wearing the right outfit!
All right, well then, four?
Absolutely not, no.
Babe...
You practically invented four.
All right!
God...
I can't believe I am doing this again!
Hello!
Help!
Hello? Please help!
No one's home!
Well, even more perfect.
Got this on the Internet.
Opens any garage door.
What is in here?
You are not gonna believe it.
Check this out...
What?
Where could it go?
Weird.
What are the odds?
A plan of yours
actually falling apart?
Oh, I've got other plans.
Alcina.
You look like you worked a whole week in one day.
Oh, Mr. Balagan,
it's not just the mess and the smell.
It's that music.
What, you don't like the sound of people
clubbing each other with bags of cats?
His first album broke new ground,
but this new one?
He sold out.
Sold out?
They expect me to clean for some party
after the concert,
just so they destroy it again.
Deacon's lady, the one with the baby,
she was just...
Entertaining one of the roadies in her room.
Roadies?
You think I don't know rock 'n' roll?
Alcina, I think
you're as complex as a Shostakovich symphony.
Oh!
I don't suppose there's a polar bear in there.
No, it's just gear, dude.
Of course.
Look, uh, you can find this money, right?
And what happens to you if I don't?
Nothing.
I tune Deacon's guitars.
It's like handing Zeus his thunderbolt.
Hmm...
It's Ray that's got to worry.
He's got a target on his back.
How do you meet a man like Ray?
He ran a booze club.
The Temperance Club, I think.
I don't know, it went belly up.
It would have been very easy for you and your friend
to steal Deacon's money together.
You know what?
I ain't got no reason to stab my boy in the back.
I count 200,000 reasons.
Okay, Ray,
we're gonna rip off Deacon together,
so I need you to hit me hard,
uh, but not too hard.
Now, there's a plan with no holes.
Sam, I need you to do some digging.
Hello.
Yes, yes, I am always late.
So?
I just spoke with Jason.
And what did Mr. Evans tell you today?
Something big.
"Crosstown Limos", "Midnite Beauties", "Tyson's Auto".
Numbered companies, yes?
Yes, they're all controlled by one guy.
Sebastian Wilks.
He's the one,
for whatever insane motive, he had Rosemary killed.
Sebastian Wilks
is under investigation by a federal task force.
Jason can't touch him.
Wait a second,
so are all of the police afraid of this Sebastian Wilks?
Well, the feds get first dibs.
Okay, after they're through with him,
we can, uh, we can fight over the scraps.
But he said there's nothing we can do, right?
No, there is nothing they can do...
But we're not cops, so...
You're right, Pippa, we're not cops.
Sam!
I got the info you wanted on Ray's club.
Did you know the public records office
has lease information?
Nutshell, Sam.
Where are you going?
Right, well, The Temperance Club space was leased not by Ray,
but by a woman named Ruth Goodwell.
So, who is this Ruth Goodwell?
It's his wife. I got her address, too.
Okay, Sam, go to Ruth Goodwell's house.
If Ray's there...
I get my three games?
Yes, you will, if he's there.
Bye-bye.
What do we do about Sebastian Wilks?
Nothing.
Seriously?
I need to think.
No, I know what you're going to say, all right?
That the, uh, the system is rigged,
and we can only wallow in our helplessness.
No, Pippa, that's not what I was going to say.
I was going to say I am thinking,
and I cannot do that with you yapping in my ear.
Yapping?
You can't just spend
the rest of your life thinking, all right?
Eventually, you've got to take some action.
You want to attack the king.
The king is protected by pawns.
You must attack the pawns first.
You are just being foolish.
Oh, really?
And you're being weak.
You are a selfish little girl
who thinks that reality will bend
to her sorrow.
You know what,
Rosemary would hate to see you like this.
Rosemary's dead.
And you...
you don't have the first idea of what she thought.
I knew her a lot longer than you did...
She used to say things like, "oh, my little sister,
"so impulsive, and so immature,
and so impossible."
That's great.
Now you want to talk about Rosemary?
That's pretty convenient.
And what about you, hmm?
If she hadn't died,
you wouldn't know what to do with your life!
You'd have no purpose, no direction!
You have agoraphobia!
Is that what I have?
Yeah, you have agoraphobia,
and you need to face it and get some help!
Oh, what a wonderfully simple view.
You north Americans
have cotton candy for brains!
You think you're so much smarter than everybody.
I am.
Good for you,
'cause I'm done.
Hi there, I'm looking for...
- Danni? - Sam?
Uh, sorry, I thought this was...
I'm looking for Ruth Goodwell.
Yeah, well, found her.
Did you find this gone astray Ray?
What's wrong with your face?
Guess.
Early onset dementia?
You went to Ruth Goodwell's house
looking for Ray. Was he there?
Uh-huh.
And what did he say about the money or the bear?
You can ask him yourself.
He's in the basement.
He can't come up here, though,
they'll rip him to shreds.
Huh.
Would you like a glass of water, or...
Danni is Ruth Goodwell and she's married to Ray!
Danni...
Is Ruth!
I went to Ruth Goodwell's house, Danni was there.
They're the same person.
She changed her name!
And she's married, to Ray, the same Ray!
That...
I would not have guessed.
Can you just sit in the corner,
don't touch anything,
like, sit on your hands?
I love it when you use
that tone of voice with me.
What tone of voice?
That one.
Shut up.
If you don't stop flirting with me,
I'm going to have to kiss you.
Ugh!
What is that thing on your face?
It's called a beard.
Oh, is that what that's called?
Ruth!
Ruth...
Oh, hello, Ruth.
So, I had this crazy dream
that you were married to someone
who had stolen $200,000 from a rock star
staying at the huxley.
Arkady Balagan, this is Ray.
Ray, this is Arkady Balagan...
Her husband.
Him, Ruth?
Estranged,
soon to be divorced.
Yeah, or widowed.
So, this is the guy who's supposed to find
my missing money?
You know what,
we did it your way,
and it didn't work, the bear wasn't there,
so we're doing it my way.
Wait, hang on, did you say the rock star was staying here?
Mm-hmm.
Oh, I see.
You asked me to help you
because I work here, didn't you?
Oh, come on...
Married to him, really?
It was a small town.
He was the pick of the litter.
Okay.
I cannot keep running on down here.
What size is your waist?
So....
The demon prawn upstairs
believes that you stole his $200,000.
Yeah, yeah, I wouldn't rip him off.
His crew are all bikers,
plus, he's a satanist.
And yet, you did go to the meeting spot
to collect the money from Troy?
Yeah, and when I got there,
he was already unconscious.
Did you check to see if the money was there?
I was scared, not stupid.
Money was long gone.
So, who else knew about this arrangement?
No one,
except Kelly, the bear guy, obviously.
Tell us about your girlfriend.
She was snooping around.
Could she have stumbled upon your plans?
I'm married,
and I don't write my plans down
so anyone can find them.
Hmm, so that leaves us with no money,
no polar bear, and no time...
Ruth, hey!
Hi!
Looking good.
Thanks.
I didn't know you were still in the city.
Yeah, still here.
How are you?
Good. Are you, uh,
helping this guy find Ray?
Looking, not succeeding.
Has anyone seen him?
Any old friends or...
We're just calling around,
looking, looking, looking.
Oh. Look, uh,
you should totally come by for a drink later.
Oh... I'd totally love to.
Don't break my heart.
No, never.
Oh, all right.
See ya.
Good seeing you.
Okay.
So, you know him, too?
Not like that.
For a burgeoning Metropolis,
this place is like an Uzbek village.
You met him at the booze-can?
Uh, yeah,
Troy gave Ray the start-up cash.
I lost a ton of money when Ray's club went belly up.
Finally, some payback.
Okay.
Okay...
Here, let me help you.
All right.
Hide that for me.
Make it look worse than it is.
Oh-ho-ho, don't worry.
Big pain, big gain.
Hello.
My white knight.
You know, I was just, uh...
Writing a song about you and my missing nanook.
Really, there is no need.
You have to sing when the spirit says sing.
Tragedy...
Is a wicked muse.
And betrayal is a most potent poison.
Betrayal!
is a most potent poison.
But no, who?
Who's betraying me, my wise man?
Troy.
He stole your money and blamed it on Ray.
Troy?
Now, Troy, I trust with my guitars.
You know what that means?
Of course.
Then maybe it was your wife
trying to get your attention.
My wife?
Yes, she resents your absence as a father,
and she is sleeping with one of the roadies.
And I'm sleeping with all my groupies. So what?
No, it was Ray.
Ray failed to deliver my bear.
Ray stole my money.
If you can't find...
My cash or my cub,
find Ray,
and I will cut what he owes me out of his flesh.
I would pay to see that.
Hey...
It's a piece off an erotic carving,
from a temple in India.
The Khajuraho temples, yes, I know it.
Yeah, that's right.
I'll let you guess which piece.
You know you can keep that.
It's supposed to bring you some love or something.
You look like you could use some.
Maybe you should write a song about that.
Oh, I have.
"Temple of love", six weeks at number one.
That one.
Unbelievable.
Every time.
Right, again.
So, um, how are you
going to find my money exactly?
'Cause I got the bear guy mad at me,
and the deranged rock star wants to rip my guts out,
Monday's my step mom’s birthday,
I still haven't got her anything.
How could you possibly have fallen in love with him?
It, uh, was a warm summer night...
I was driving my '69 Camaro...
Your friend Darryl's '69 Camaro...
It was rhetorical.
Oh!
Fire alarm.
Smells like smoke.
Oh.
Told you it was hooked up wrong.
Yeah, and I told you
I've never used one of these before.
That smells like a campfire.
Not the mesquite, the hickory.
Gear, dude?
Yup.
A meat smoker.
The chef was going to smoke the meat.
What meat?
Polar bear meat.
What?
Ray?
Did you know
that they were going to eat the polar bear?
No.
Why would anyone want to eat a polar bear?
What do you give the man who's done everything?
Mm! That's nana Faye's emergency alert.
Emergency alert.
More like, "I can't open the mayonnaise" alert.
Nana Faye, it's Danni, can you pick up?
Pick up, pick up, pick up.
Can you get your coat?
There's nothing to worry about.
She's probably watching soaps
sitting on the thing...
If you say one more word, it will be your last.
I love you.
Stupid.
Nana Faye?
Nana Faye!
Are you..
Oh, God.
Where is she?!
And you must be Ray.
So good of you to finally show. Want a drink?
Here, let him go!
He didn't steal it!
And that's based on his reputation?
Danni, take Ray back to my suite and wait for me.
- Give me nana Faye! - Ray, go!
I have no idea what you're talking about, Ray.
Hey, what's going on?
What are you doing here?
Oh.
Did you tell him about my nana Faye?
Ray, Ray!, Ray!
Ray!
Ray, look,
Ray, I am so, so sorry.
I was just hanging out.
I had no idea I was putting nana Faye in danger.
I swear, Ray!
If something happened to my granny,
I think that would make me go mad.
Here is some advice from someone who knows, okay?
Mm-hmm.
When all your money
and all your sycophants are gone,
and the world has forgotten about your ridiculous music,
you will look back on these days and say...
I want my polar bear!
Really?
Get him out of here!
The police aren't going to do anything
until she's missing for 24 hours.
Don't worry, we will find her.
Ray...
I want you to call your friend, Kelly.
Kelly, call me back.
They took my nana.
I need the bear.
Why isn't Kelly calling anyone back?
I thought you said he needs money.
Look, I know you don't want to give up the bear, Kelly,
but this rock star really wants her.
How much, Ray?
A hundred grand.
All right, I'll take it.
I'm desperate.
Yeah.
Ray, you're useless.
Hey, Farley Mowat!
It's Deacon.
Again.
Pick up your damn phone!
I'll cough up another 100 grand.
I still want your polar bear.
No thanks.
I'm not interested.
Something's changed.
Kelly doesn't need the money
because he took the money.
He was waiting for you.
Kelly stole the money I was gonna pay him?
He was going to sell his beloved beast
because he could no longer afford to feed it,
but $200,000 buys a lot of fish, yes?
Just takes the cash, keeps the cub.
Mm.
I'll kill him.
So, in order to save nana Faye,
we must double-cross the double-crosser.
How do we do that?
We go on a bear hunt.
So, Ray, how do you know this Kelly?
He delivers the newspaper
tells me when people are on vacation.
And you just break in and take what you like,
is that it?
It's a living.
That's nice, Ray.
Ah.
Photos.
Kelly's house.
So you said the bear was not in the garage, correct?
So, temporary housing
would be the logical alternative, then.
In his truck!
Are you familiar with his route?
Every street.
Wouldn't he have gotten out of town already?
No, Kelly doesn't believe
that anyone suspects him.
All he has to do is wait until Sunday,
when the demon goes down to Georgia.
On his next tour date in Georgia.
Okay.
You know what could work?
Number seven.
Seven?
Be right back, Coco.
Ow! Oh!
Oh, my gosh.
- Oh! - Hey, hey, hey!
You okay?
Oh, my knee!
Oh, yeah, well... Ow! Oh!
Whoa, whoa, whoa...
Can you walk?
You okay?
Try it.
Oh...
No, that's fine.
Here's your bike.
So silly. Thank you so much.
Sorry.
That's okay you sure you're okay?
Oh, yeah, no, I'm fine. Thank you.
Yeah. Drive safe now.
Okay, thanks!
Ray!
Ray! Ray!
Ray!
Oh, you... I'm gonna get you!
Yuck.
Ladies, ladies, ladies, come on,
you can't go up without a lanyard, but if you come to my office
tell me what you need, we can...
Hugo.
Uh, just a sec,
I'm in the middle of a very important
security operation, Balagan.
Yes, I can see that.
I have something for you.
What do you want?
I.O.U. time.
Come on.
Surely, that thing is past its best-before date?
I hate you.
I'm hurt.
Yes...
It is indeed a bear.
Yeah.
Now, that
is what I'm talking about.
Now, where's my nana Faye?
Who?
Hey, hey!
You have your bear.
Now give him back his grandmother.
You know, I think you'll find
the best thing to do right now is, uh,
relax and have a drink.
Relax, yeah. How can I relax?
He's saying that your grandmother is in the bar, Ray.
Uh, Ray, when's this, uh,
when's this butcher coming here?
Soon.
No, no, no, no, no,
you're staying here with me.
N'uh-uh. I'm done.
I got my nana Faye kidnapped, okay?
The old Ray has given notice,
and he's leaving town.
The new Ray
has landed at the airport,
and he's trying to get a cab.
Ray!
Come back.
Look, I want him standing right here beside me
in case anything goes wrong with that...
Don't let him out of your sight.
I'll check on your nana.
Oh, nana Faye!
Hi, hi, hi.
Oh, God, you're safe.
Are you okay?
Oh, yes.
They didn't hurt you?
No, no.
One of the men,
he gave me a glass of $300 scotch.
Well, that's not bad for a retired milliner.
I'll say.
Oh, um, nana Faye,
I'd like you to meet my friend, Arkady Balagan.
Arkady, nana Faye.
A pleasure.
Your grandson is a lovely... child.
Thank you.
If you'll excuse me, I must...
Arrange dinner.
Okay...
Which one of you guys is going to watch?
Oh. Yeah.
Okay, one thing you gotta know is,
I don't use a stun gun like the other guys.
I like to go old school.
One cut clean through the esophagus, trachea,
carotid artery, and jugular.
Practically takes the head off.
Now, they kick and scream while they're bleeding out,
but it is good, good, good for the meat.
Oh, you're going to need these, too.
It gets a little messy.
Uh... uh, you know, I'm cool.
I'm good.
You sure?
Yeah. Yeah, I'm good.
Hey, don't worry, man, I got this.
All right,
let's skin this sucker.
Yeah, yeah, no, you know what, you're good, you're good.
Let's do it.
Dead bear on a plate, as per your request.
Brilliant.
I swear I can feel the beast's power
still pulsating in his flesh.
Let's get smoking.
Bear in mind, Balagan,
I did the bear minimum,
but in the end, I grinned and beared it.
Living in captivity is not easy,
is it, my friend?
Don't worry, very soon, you will be free to roam,
smell the fresh air.
You might meet some new friends,
maybe you'll meet your mate, fall in love.
What do you think of that?
Oh, Coco...
Daddy bear was so worried.
Yeah...
200,000?
Uh-huh.
I, uh, I just want to take Coco home, okay?
Coco will not be going home with daddy today,
or any other time.
Wait, you said if I brought the money
I could take her back.
That's $100,000
that Ray promised you for this bear,
that you stored illegally in your garage,
an undeserved sentence for such a magnificent creature.
I found her a real home.
But she's my bear.
You cannot afford to keep a polar bear
on a newspaper boy's salary.
Well, but I...
You have three minutes to say your goodbyes.
Three minutes?
I would have given anything
for three minutes to say goodbye.
Oh, Coco...
Absinthe, bravo.
This is like nothing I've ever tasted.
We are feasting on the hunter.
The most lethal killer on the arctic tundra
lies before us on my dinner table.
All hail,
ursus rockinrollicus!
I want you so bad right now.
Oh, and my queen shall have her spoils repeatedly.
Hello, everybody,
how is your Teddy-bears' picnic?
Oh, Ray totally came through.
This feast is fit for a king.
You want a nibble?
No, no, thank you.
Eating endangered species really gets my goat.
Wow...
What's that?
It's $50,000.
It's your debt
to Danni.
Yeah... see?
I told you I'd pay you back, babe.
So, where's my cut?
Well, after, uh, my finder's fee,
and Danni's debt,
and the cost of sending Coco to the wildlife preserve,
your cut is zero.
I get nothing?
Not nothing.
You...
Come with me.
Oh...
He's your problem now.
So you weren't cheating on me, then?
Oh, you're like the moon to my tides,
you pull me.
Jesus, those were our wedding vows.
Not bad, Ruskie.
You saved nana Faye,
rescued a polar bear...
Cleared up your horrendous debt.
I know.
Danni...
A tchochke.
Keep it.
Who died?
The police say it was an accident?
Did he fall off the seawall
or was he pushed?
Could this have something to do with Rosemary?
Pippa, don't remind me.
Do you really have it in you to rob this hotel blind?
Hey, you want to know more about me,
talk to my roommate.
What were you doing last night between 7:00 and 9:00?
You don't think that...
You'd better watch where you're stepping.
No one's trying to kill you.
You weren't there.
This murder has nothing to do with Rosemary.
Sync and corrected by dr.jackson for www.addic7ed.com