The Listener

Would you look at this?

After last night's dinner,

we're officially in the black.

Buddy, you're gonna be enjoying those

Sunday morning eggs benedict for years to come.

Thank you very much.

First time in 25 years living upstairs

I've been able to get a decent plate of eggs

- with my Sunday horoscope. - I'll take that as a compliment.

- Marzanas wasn't that bad, Dad. - Hmm! Marzanas,

then the Greek place, then it's empty for a year here,

- a year there... - God forbid we have to cross the street

- for our Sunday breakfast. - A day like today,

I'd be like unpainted drywall.

You mean... you'd have to put on two coats.

Dad's obsessed with word games.

Ahh!

And my little girl here has always been up for playing them with me.

Riddles, puns, tongue twisters.

OK, don't scare Oz off,

we might not be welcome for Sunday brunch anymore.

Fat chance of that happening.

Believe me, you're preaching to the converted.

One time, I did a performance that was all puns.

It was literally... a play on words.

A play on... I like this guy.

- Yeah, he's funny. - Would you like more coffee?

I'd love to, but coach can't be late for practice.

We are one month away from the Special Olympics

and we are going all the way this year.

That's my girl. Take no prisoners.

Hey, you know, I'd love to see a practice sometime.

- You know, the team in action. - Yeah! I'll send you a schedule.

Great! And you know you can come by here anytime,

you know, just bring friends, or solo.

Or come with friends, I guess.

I'd like that.

I raised Emma on my own, son. Everything I've done,

I've done for her. She's not to be trifled with.

I would not dare to incur the wrath of Mr. Buddy Carver.

Well, don't judge a book by its cover.

I'm tougher than I look.

I believe you.

When you say stuff in that tone, I definitely believe you.

OK.

Who's there?

I know what you're looking for, and it's not here.

Show yourself!

You'll... never find it.

So you didn't hear anything. No gunshots?

No, I saw the police and EMS and I went upstairs.

Who'd do this?

We just had breakfast. Emma's gonna be devastated.

Who's Emma?

His daughter, the only family he had.

Do you know where she is right now?

Yeah, she coaches Special Olympics athletes

- at this gym downtown. - Look, I gotta get going.

Why don't you text me the address, we'll meet you down there.

- Hand in the visitor tag out-front. - OK.

Thanks...

- Hey, guys. - Hey.

Turns out someone went

through the apartment with a fine-tooth comb.

They were definitely looking for something.

So this is not random B&E gone sideways.

As soon as I saw his photo,

I thought he looked familiar, and then I had Dev run the prints.

And?

And we get called in for a random homicide

and the guy turns out to be Harvey Winters.

Alright, who's Harvey Winters?

In 1988, Harvey Winters

and David Skinner and Reginald Clarkson

all posed as New York Airport grounds crew and stowed away

on Tetra Flight 206 to San Francisco.

They hijacked the plane over Nevada,

forced the pilot to land somewhere in the desert,

and then made off with the secret cargo...

over 5 million15th-century Spanish gold doubloons.

During the heist, Skinner shot Clarkson,

left him for dead in the desert,

but Clarkson survived and he's currently serving time

at Lompoc Penitentiary.

So Harvey might've still had some of this gold?

Yeah, he and Skinner made off with everything

- and then they just disappeared. - These guys are legends, OK?

There's been dozens of unconfirmed sightings,

and crime buffs, they make sites about them.

Yeah, if this gets out,

it's gonna be a circus around here.

So the killers might have made off with the gold coins.

Well, Harvey managed to elude capture for 25 years

and I doubt he kept his stash hidden under the mattress.

So if he's the only one who knew where the gold was,

why kill him?

I don't think that was part of the plan.

Harvey tussled with the intruder.

Might have killed him by accident.

There's no fingerprints at the apartment

that don't belong to Harvey or his daughter.

If we find that gold,

I'm pretty sure the killer won't be far behind.

And if we're able to crack this case,

we'll get to rub it in the face

of every agency in the Western hemisphere.

Until that happens,

I'm putting a gag order on Buddy's true identity.

Less people know about this,

less of a circus it becomes around here.

I'm working with the penitentiary

to try to get a video call set up with Clarkson.

He may be able to shed new light on the case.

I'll let you know when it's set up.

You're enjoying this, aren't you?

- You're not? - A little.

Yeah. OK.

Oh, so close! OK, this time run yourself up to the hoop.

Let's see, and... yes!

Nice. One more time. One more time, Justin.

Nice! Yes! Justin for two,

- straight to the hoop! - This is gonna kill her.

Well, if anyone can break it to her lightly,

- it's you, Oz. - Yes! Amazing!

Yeah, one more!

- Would you prefer we talk to her? - No, it's OK. I can do it.

- OK. - Good,

- OK, Buddy. - good. Yes, OK. Pass, pass,

straight to the hoop... nice!

- That was so close. - Oz!

- Don't let me throw you off there. - Hey.

I'm surprised you took me up on my offer so soon!

You really dialed it in there, huh?

Justin's one of our stars.

- I just let him play. - Yeah, wait.

Coach Carver always busts me on my bad habits.

That's because I know how good you can be,

and 'cause you promised me a gold medal.

No pressure, right? I can handle it.

Mm, I like that. Eh eh eh.

You really got 'em playing like superstars.

They're really putting in the effort.

We're gonna be in great shape for the Special Olympics.

What is it?

Something wrong?

Emma, it's about your dad.

Why would he lie to me his whole life?

I think he was trying to protect you.

Look...

we think that whoever did this

was trying to find something in his apartment.

Like what? My dad worked hard.

He put me through college.

He didn't own anything of value.

He never mentioned Flight 206,

- or doubloons? - No!

Did he lie to me about everything?

My dad was Buddy Carver, OK?

He... he didn't tell me about any of this.

Did you notice anything unusual lately?

Did he seem... worried,

were there any strange people hanging around?

Ah, look who's here!

Um, any visitors,

people coming and going you didn't recognize?

There was this one guy...

but I thought he was just a friend looking to borrow money.

OK. Thank you. Look, we're gonna find whoever did this.

You shouldn't be alone right now.

Oz, maybe you should take care of her.

Yeah, sure.

- See you guys later. - Of course.

OK.

Look, Toby and Michelle, they're a good team.

They're gonna find who killed your father.

I don't know what hurts more,

the fact that he's gone...

or that I never really knew him at all.

Turns out the bullet is just a common 9-millimeter.

Well, that limits it to a few thousand guns.

Well, I've been doing some research,

and of all the coin stolen in the 206 heist,

the Valencia doubloon, for example,

is super rare and valuable.

Now, I've been monitoring black market online trading posts

and there's been some chatter over Valencia coins surfacing.

I went in and posed as an interested buyer,

and so far... I've got two nibbles.

One of them is a South American IP,

and the other...

is poorly spoofed through Russia...

- and traces right back here. - Nice work.

Let's see if you can get us an address.

Hey.

Hey.

Um...

If you need anything...

- Thanks, Oz. - Yeah.

My mom died before I knew her.

So it was always just Buddy and me,