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Previously on White Collar...
The Mosconi Codex.
You're gonna steal it for me.
When does it end?
You left him bleeding on the sidewalk.
I didn't kill the dude.
I pulled that badge and gun out of the trash, I swear.
Summers told us where she hid the $2 million,
but it wasn't there.
- A chiropractor's office? - It'll look the part.
Agent Gruetzner. We've been expecting you.
Any reason he'd slip away to come here?
Neal always has a reason.
If this book is a puzzle,
maybe these are the pieces.
This stained glass window
could be right here in Manhattan.
This is where Neal was standing.
For 20 minutes,
after which he went straight home,
according to his anklet.
From this intersection, you could scout a museum,
two banks, and a gallery,
not to mention all the residential targets.
Peter, I made some calls.
There was no suspicious activity reported.
Not unless you count Neal Caffrey being here.
You think I'm overreacting?
No, I just think we might consider the possibility
that Caffrey was just picking up some groceries.
Long walk for a loaf of bread.
Okay.
So what was he doing there?
First, there was the missing cash,
then the FBI pen at the chiropractor's office,
and now this street corner.
So what do you think it all adds up to?
That's the problem.
I can't see how it all connects.
I'm missing something.
See if any cameras in the area picked up anything.
Will do.
Listen, I also ran the card
that you found in Siegel's badge.
Talked to the real estate company.
No one knew what "Cooper 3?" meant.
I looked through Siegel's old case files,
friends and family back in Chicago.
Hell, I even looked on Google.
No hits. Sorry.
Listen, I hate to ask you this,
but you don't think Caffrey knows anything
that he's not telling us, do you?
- About Siegel? - Yeah.
- I don't. - All right.
Checked black market code words,
drop locations, CI names.
Mozzie even tried to tie it to DB Cooper.
Nothing.
Maybe it's an FBI agent grasping at straws.
Hey.
We both know your instincts are rarely wrong.
Well, for now, we've got a stolen shipping crate
that demands our attention.
Grabbed from Canadian Customs this morning
by a fraudulent trucking company.
The driver ran. No sign of him yet.
Must be some exotic Canadian contraband
to get you out of the office.
Oh, this is well worth a stretch of my legs.
Don't tell me.
It's diamonds from the Diavik Mine
in the Northwest Territories.
Maybe it's maple syrup.
Hey, you joke, but the great Canadian maple syrup heist
was worth 18 million.
You'd need a bigger crate though.
And a lot of pancakes.
Special Agent Burke. Go ahead.
It's like Christmas morning.
No, it's not a gift. This is stolen property.
I know the line gets blurry for you.
Based on the size of the box and the country of origin,
my best guess is a sculpture from Emanuel Hahn,
Canadian artist, Circa 1918.
Oh, this is better than Christmas.
This is a dinosaur egg.
Even now you kind of expect it to crack open, don't you?
I really don't.
A fossilized egg doesn't capture your imagination?
Well, the value of it does.
Hello? Excuse me.
I'm Dr. Khatri.
I'm one of the curators of the Natural History Museum.
Agent Peter Burke.
You're the one who found my egg.
Well, he can't take all the credit.
And where's the mother?
What do you mean?
There was a second shipment containing the mother.
What kind of mother?
A tyrannosaurus rex.
You're saying there's a tyrannosaurus rex
lost somewhere in New York City?
Tyrannosaurus rex was being shipped simultaneously
on a different truck.
No sign of it anywhere.
Hunting a t-rex.
Seven-year-old me would be going crazy.
Adult you isn't exactly serene.
I can't wait to see it in person
when it's reunited with its egg.
Mozzie used to create fake fossils
and bury them at dig sites.
Used to?
It's been a couple months.
The alternate history of the Earth according to Mozzie.
That's terrifying.
I'm just saying, the black market is rife
with fake fossils like this.
Do we know the egg is real?
Khatri ran an acid test and authenticated it.
Well, people with way too much money and no subtlety
do love to put them in their office
as a display of power.
Yeah, what bigger display than a t-rex and its egg?
Whoever the buyer is,
it's clear they want the entire set.
Valuable alone, invaluable together.
It's like having Queen Mary's diamond riviere
without the La Peregrina pearl.
Jones is working on a list of suspects.
I gotta get home. What are your plans tonight?
I'm just gonna relax at home.
Do a little light reading.
Hey.
I'm really happy that you called.
I found something, and I brought something.
Yeah, I should've mentioned...
Agent Gruetzner will be joining us.
Hello.
A rare book expert and a wine connoisseur.
Oh, California Zin.
Well, there's no shame in having one specialty.
Uh, you said you found something?
Uh, yes.
Yes, I did.
So I was looking into the stained glass window,
and I stumbled across this.
Oh, wow.
Oh! Mosconi's grave site.
Uh, yes.
Just look down here at the bottom.
It's a masonic compass.
So he was a mason.
I should have noticed it sooner.
I mean, this is why he put the chapter 13
into the Codex.
13 is considered a sacred number for the Brotherhood.
He was sending a message to the other masons.
The Codex could lead us anywhere.
I mean, masons have their hands in everything.
Finance, government, art.
Untimely death.
Look at the date on the gravestone.
April 17, 1887.
That's the same month he finished the window.
That must have been his final work.
Do you think that he was killed
because of all of this?
If that's so,
the stained glass could tell us why.
Well, thanks for everything. We'll take it from here.
Oh.
Okay, I'll leave you to it.
Yes, thank you for coming over and for the wine.
Sure.
Dinner on Wednesday without the chaperone?
Of course, Agent Caffrey.
I look forward to working with you more
on all of this.
What?
I got it under control.
Well, I hate to report the obvious news,
but the last thing you are right now is under control.
Luckily, you have a guardian angel
looking over you.
This is less angel and more stalker.
I vetted her,
a cursory audit.
Financials, education, daily schedule.
She keeps a tight routine, speaks three languages,
studied two years in France.
Here, just keep it. Just in case.
t-rex and her egg were owned legally
by a man in Toronto for 50 years.
He kept it in his family room
until he died three months ago.
That's a hell of a pet to get your kids.
Big pooper scooper.
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