The Finder

- You beckoned? - I did.

A little mid-day rendezvous.

Very sexy.

So what will it be?

Romantic lunch over at the taco truck

or something naughtier like 3

pairs of sunglasses for 10 bucks?

Neither. Come on, follow me.

Well, this isn't very sexy.

Oh, you want to get kinky.

Joyce.

Izzy. Thank you so much for coming.

I can't tell you how much this means to me.

This is the man I was telling you about.

Joyce Weatherby, meet Walter Sherman.

So nice to meet you.

Sorry if it's a little dead around here.

Joyce and I go to criminal procedures

night school class together.

Only she's about 100 credits ahead of me.

Yep. Looking to make a career change.

I know, who would want to leave all this, right?

Do you want me to find you a new career?

Oh, no, I'm going to be a lawyer.

So what do you want me to find?

Walter, Joyce recently lost her father.

It's a little bit of a downer, but...

She thinks that he was murdered.

I do think that.

Tell Walter why.

My father called several days ago,

very excited, insisting that I meet with him.

It was strange because, well, dad and I don't really do that.

But I agreed to go by and see him on my lunch hour.

And when I got there...

Excuse me.

What's going on?

Some guy jumped from a fourth floor window.

Bam!

Ma'am, I'm gonna have to ask you to step back.

That's my father.

Father.

Wait a minute, this is...

Yes.

Oh. This is a little odd.

This is your father?

Walter, take it easy.

Can't you see she's upset?

The police searched my father's apartment

and said there was zero evidence of foul play.

I checked in with Metro Police

and they said Stan's death was ruled a suicide.

So you want me to find a

or a reason your father killed himself?

Mr. Sherman, my father was an eternal optimist.

He brought me up to believe that no matter how bad things get,

if you hold your mouth the right way,

better times are around the corner.

Does my dad look depressed to you?

I used an opaque makeup and special toner on his skin.

He looks good, right?

What does she want me to find?

I want you to find whoever killed my father.

Sorry. I don't find murderers.

Good luck, though.

I'm sorry.

Oh, it's fine. Really.

You tried, and that is awesome.

Luck eliminates effort. It's like a superpower.

Good comes from practice and hard work.

It is its own reward.

Hey, codgers. According to my personality score,

I should be an oceanographer or an obstetrician.

Well, you've obviously only read up to the os.

Ah. Before you start yelling, I do not find murderers.

It's all right.

If I start looking for murderers, I'm gonna spend

the rest of my life doing it. No thanks.

You asked Walter to find a murderer?

For a friend of mine.

If someone murdered me, would you find who did it?

Don't put that out in the universe.

My cousin Ernesto at Miami Metro

said they closed the file already.

Trying to guilt me into it.

It's not gonna work.

It's just that Joyce is a nice person.

She's going through a really rough time right now.

That explains why she smiles so much.

It's a defense mechanism.

Can't you get by that rule on a technicality?

Leo:- What? - Like what?

Say Walter was to look for the murder weapon

and finding the murderer is just a byproduct.

Murder weapon is a street.

He jumped? Pushed.

But I like the way Willa's thinking.

No, no, I don't like the way she's thinking.

She's trying to con Walter into something.

Fine. You know what, Stan was kind of a loser.

It's not like her inheritance would mean anything.

She can't find her inheritance?

That's why her father called her.

About her inheritance.

Well, I can find her inheritance.

Leo: And there we are.

After my mother died,

my dad found his bliss at the track.

I was 16 and went to work putting makeup on dead people.

That's not even in this book.

It keeps body and soul together.

Enough with the dead people.

Joyce is going to law school at night.

She's going to graduate this year.

And start my own practice.

An inheritance would help with that.

What is your inheritance?

I don't really know, but this is everything dad owned.

That is one ugly-ass wallet.

I made that for my father in second grade.

Clearly your father loved you.

A lot.

Otherwise he'd have thrown that thing away.

Thank you.

Joyce, why don't you show Walter the withdrawal slip.

My father withdrew $4,256 just before he died.

That is her inheritance.

I don't really care about my inheritance.

Well, Walter does.

I'll find the money.

I have to be honest.

No, you really don't.

My father was always in debt.

When he could, he bought me stuff,

but that money is probably--

I'll find it. He will.

And if it happens to be in the pocket of his killer,

all the better.

The Finder S01E11 The Inheritance

I thought our first stop would be Stan's bank.

I found this in Stan's box of junk.

A betting slip?

Take a look at the bet.

$4,256.

Stan bet Joyce's inheritance on a horse.

Did the horse win?

No, it did not.

So Stan lost the money and the inheritance is gone.

Joyce said that when Stan called her

he was excited to talk to her about her inheritance.

That was after the race.

Now, does that sound like somebody who lost money?

Gamblers live in constant hope.

Can I get you gentlemen a seat?

Cocktail?

We want some information.

What have you been here, what, 30 years?

Try 40.

40 years? That's impressive.

No, information will cost you 40 bucks.

Here's 10.

Can't guarantee that my tips will result in a win.

We don't want a tip.

Do you recognize this man?

That's Stan.

Heard he passed away.

Did you know him well?

He sat in my section for 20 years.

20 years, same section.

20 years, same seat. Right here.

Stan liked to get here early, watch the horses workout.

Won't seem right, him not coming around here anymore.

Did Stan have any enemies?

Nah. Everybody liked him.

Although he was a talker.

Always yapping about his system.

They always got a system.

Right here.

If I had a dollar for every clown came through here

claiming they had a system,

I'd be retired on a beach in the Bahamas.

So you don't think it's possible

to develop a system to pick winners?

Horses are like women.

How's that?

You go broke before you ever figure out

what's going on inside their heads.

Where else did Stan hang out?

I do not appreciate horses.

They tend to stink.

Think of it as walking through a minefield. Whoa.

So you think Stan's system could be the inheritance?

Could be.

That's a pretty useless inheritance.

You know I don't put a value on the things I find, Leo.

I just find them. Hi.

Hi.

Do you mind if I talk to Lucy for a second?

Not if you give her a phone number.

Hey, Lucy.