Leverage

Where are they?

Clear the room. Clear the room!

Are you here to kill me, Ian?

Before we conclude this meeting,

I want to introduce to you the newest vice president of I.Y.S. Insurance,

James Sterling.

All of you know Jim Sterling as our chief investigator,

The man who recovered a Michelangelo that was stolen from me three months ago.

But that's not the reason he's standing here now.

It certainly didn't hurt.

Uh-Huh. That's right. Yeah, I'm at the museum.

I'll be home around 6:00. Uh-Huh.

Uh, no, no. I'll, uh, I'll fix them something to eat when I get home.

So, what I'm proposing is that we both insure

And secure our clients' art -

Our personnel, our technology.

No more writing multimillion-dollar checks

Because some museum guard took a nap under the Picasso.

The showcase will be my wing of the museum.

Every painting there will be either mine or belong to a high-profile client of I.Y.S.

A perfect show of faith.

Thank you for your vote of confidence.

Gentlemen.

So, what do you think?

Corner office. I don't know what to say.

How about, uh...

Something like, "I'm more comfortable in enclosed spaces"?

- Let's take a look over here. - Okay.

You know, I think you'd fit through that window if you're traveling fast enough.

Last time I saw you, you were selling me something.

It's a nice team you had, by the way. Uh, Portia - Was that her name?

Oh, I mean Sophie.

Yes. Yes, thank you. I got out of sales.

- So, what are you in now? - Theft.

Yeah, I'm going to rob the two Davids gallery on opening day.

Nice wet bar.

Aren't you gonna call the, uh, police?

Of course not. You're a sick man, Nathan.

You still blame me for the death of your son.

You turned down the insurance claim for the treatment that would've saved him.

It's our policy to say no to all claims until they've been fully investigated.

Stalled - Fully stalled.

I don't let my personal feelings affect policy.

Your policy.

This company never automatically turned down claims until you came along.

I have a responsibility to my shareholders.

- People lost their homes! Children died! - No exceptions.

- What are you doing here? - What are you doing here?

- Get out. You're gonna mess this up. - You're gonna mess meup.

- I was here first. - I was here first!

What are you doing?

- Damn it Hardison! - This is my spot. You go!

I'm gonna make you an offer. One time only.

You resign as C.E.O., you donate all your assets to charity,

And I will not rob the museum.

- All my assets? - Yeah.

How generous.

We're done here.

Yeah, I've got some errands, too.

Rope, masks... knockout gas!

- Be seeing you, Sterling. - Nate.

Behind you.

- What? What?! - Behind you!

- What? - Hey!

Stay where you are.

Hey!

Hey.

Just wait. Hey!

Are you seeing this?

Could we get some security over to the Blackpoole gallery?

He's trying to exit at the north stairwell.

Help me.

I got it. I got it.

I'm sorry. Don't I know you?

Lo siento. No habla ingles.

Perdon. Le conozco?

Of course she bloody speaks spanish.

Checking Blackpoole wing, second floor, right now.

All right, check one floor up. I think I saw another guy dressed just like this one.

- Got it. Let's go. - Move!

I'm gonna kick your butt.

- Stand over there! - I'm gonna kick your butt.

Oh! W- Where did you -

Run now. Talk later.

- What? - Let's go.

Need a ride?

Hardison, what is this?

Yeah, well, since Sterling blew our covers, I had to find a new safe house.

Lay low.

This is your idea of laying low?

- Hey, don't break nothing. - There's nothing to break.

Who ripped out the toilets?

This was an I.R.S. foreclosure. I got it cheap.

I.R.S. doesn't take toilets.

They do when they're solid gold. This used to be MC Hammer's place.

I guess you can touch this - With a swat team and a federal warrant.

What?

See that?

We're a mess.

Yep.

How'd you know we'd be there?

Last week before the exhibit opens, security almost in place,

But not fully staffed. Best time to case the joint.

Plus, I did chase all of you at one point or another.

Is she in on this?

"She" can hear you, okay?

Wait a minute. There is no "this," Eliot.

Sophie did come back for me.

Wouldn't have had to if she wouldn't have lied to you.

No calls for three months. I don't need you people.

- What do you mean you don't us? - I'm sorry...

..I seem to remember a certain job with horses where I backed your play, actually.

I don't care! You don't con your crew!

Glen-Reeder security system here.

And that's not the worst of it.

The Davids are under bulletproof glass on a motion-detector pad.

- Really? - Mm-Hmm.

Environmentally sealed, kept at a constant temperature and humidity in the case.

I saw them working on the airflow.

You can get past the motion detectors, okay?

I have a link to their security system and the video feed.

Guard rotation's too heavy for a day grab,

And at night they got two standing guards.

Why'd you come back?

We agreed to scatter for six months.

All of you - All of you -

Made an amateur move being there.

It's too hard to leave a job undone. It's like an itch.

I put a lot of work into us, into that office.

It was like my second home. I blew up my second home.

As annoying as you people are,

I quit this crew when I quit this crew. Nobody makes me leave.

I just - I really wanted to hurt Sterling.

Well, he's taking over security for the gallery.

So if we work together - If we work together,

We can kill two birds with one stone -

Break Blackpoole and humiliate Sterling.

No, no. Sterling, he knows our game, man, okay?

It's going to be twice as hard to steal those statues.

Oh, no, no. It'll be four times as hard.

They know we're coming.

And how do they know that?

I went to their office and told them.

Oh, Nate.

We all want to hurt these guys, right? They humiliated us.

But taunting them? The - The response is going to be...

Biblical.

That's what I'm counting on.

Hey, I think the roof's the way in.

But it looks like they've rigged alarm sensors to the skylights.

- I can get around those. - Really?

And end up on one of the new 20 cameras they got down there

From our last little trip to the basement?

That was fun.

- Yeah. Could we talk about that? - Talk about what?

You know, none of this takes into account any new security measures

That Sterling might have added since Nate made his little playdate.

Where's the air coming from?

The statues are in a sealed case,

Kept at a constant humidity and temperature.

Air moves in and out. How?

All right, from what I saw,

The airflow to the museum passes through the base of the display, right?

Hollow base underneath the statues, so what's underneath the base?

The restoration room. It's like a maze of rooms down there -

Airflow control, heating, storage.

How'd we miss that?

Grifter, hitter, hacker, thief.

You were all trying to solve your version of the crime

Instead of just trying to... solve the crime.

There was a reason we worked together.

Yeah... was.

Okay, we need access to that restoration room.

We need somebody on the inside.

We can't run a con. They know our faces.

What about Maggie?

Exactly. I mean, most of the museum people aren't gonna recognize us,

But Maggie -She works down there.

No - What about Maggie? She's inside.

- You just said that. She just said - - No, wait. No, hold - Listen.

Listen, I get - I get it.

Just have Eliot call her as Dr. Sinclair. We won't play her. He'll just feel her out.

Have Eliot... feel out my wife?

Feelout.

Ex, Nate - Ex-wife.

Okay, look, you always have a plan "B," right?

So, fine. Without Maggie, what's the plan "B"?

I'm sorry. These allergies - They're just killing me this year.

So, we moved the sarcophagus from the Egyptian room to the lecture hall.

It still needs to be validated.

Ah. Jim.

This is Dr. Lloyd, director of the museum. And you know Maggie.

Mr. Sterling will be taking over all the security for Blackpoole gallery.

Oh.

I want that floor to ceiling, all four floors.

You know, we, uh, we have security.

- Hmm? - Oh, hey, doc.

Absolutely terrifying.

Every painting in this gallery belongs to either me or a client of I.Y.S.,

And I'll do whatever necessary to protect it.