Pretty Hard Cases

I still can't find out what the connection is.

Accountants, bikers, 3 -D guns, Mexico,

I have no clue what is going on.

Want to walk it through together?

What the hell?!

- Please don't. - What is this, like,

a five-point plan for making friends?

No, it is not, okay? It is not that.

It's a... vision board for people that I like

and you should probably take it as a compliment.

Oh, so it's like an OCD thing.

- Good girl. - What does he have to do

with Marc the biker?

Let's not stereotype, he could be very, very scary.

Poopy. Poopy.

I highly doubt he shot anyone, especially Gabrielle.

Wow, Len. Some things really haven't changed.

- That's not mine. - Come on.

Kelly, it's not mine. Alright? Marc gave it to me to sell.

Hey, for real.

I've been sober two years now.

Yeah, Elliot's here. There's no sign of Jackie.

Jackie bailed, she had some side hustle going on,

she didn't even tell me.

Gosh, I'm so sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry!

Ten minutes late. Never thought I'd see the day.

I was looking into our accountant friend, Adam Gentle,

and you will not believe what I found out.

- Uh-uh. Nope. - Wait 'til you hear it!

No work talk!

Hey, can we get another round, please?

Axe-throwing was your vision board wet dream, okay?

So you might as well enjoy it.

Come on!

You know what I really enjoy? I enjoy talking about work.

Alright, fine.

How about this?

- You hit that target... - Yeah?

You can talk about whatever you want to.

- For real? - Yeah.

Okay.

Just that easy?

I don't know.

Not bad.

Well, that's probably just beginner's luck.

Right. What do I want to talk about?

Oh, what do I want to talk about?

It can be anything, it can be anything.

'Cause you said! Here it is.

Why are you so sunshiny and uncharacteristically chipper?

I dunno.

You dunno? What'd you do last night?

Nothing much. Just hung out with Len.

You do not get to judge, okay?

If I wanted someone to judge me, I'd call my sister.

I'm not judging,

and Karina would judge you because she cares.

'Cause Len really, I just feel like... I'm gonna say it.

He's a terrible boyfriend.

First off, not my boyfriend. Secondly, friends don't judge.

Friends judge. Oh, you know what?

Maybe best friends don't judge.

Oh, my God!

Am I your best friend?

Oh, okay.

That was some bad luck. Not that I'm judging.

Okay.

What did you guys do?

I mean, we went for pizza. We talked.

You know, he's doing good.

The sober thing is real.

You don't think he's trying to lure you back in?

He's not going to, alright?

I admit, in the beginning, I was concerned

that feelings would get caught up and everything,

but I feel like it's closure.

You know? Like I can finally move on.

Good. You know what, I'm glad. I just hope you're right.

Listen...

If I start falling for his games, okay?

You have my permission to call me out on it.

- Okay, but... - What?

- On these conditions. - Yes.

- Privately. - Of course.

- One time. - One time.

And you can't be so annoying about it.

I'm never annoying.

It would be my absolute honour.

And you know what, if he does step out of line...

Okay, okay, what?

You know what, I think I remember you saying

that you would pay if I was winning.

I think I'm winning.

Hey, hi! I'm winning,

so my BFF over here is gonna cover it.

Oh, it's cool, you still got

two hours left on your tab from this week.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, what?

Wait, how many times has she been here already?

- Never. - This week!

Nuh-uh, I've never been here, this is the first time.

Monday, Tuesday, Thursday?

None of it is true.

- Mmm... - Okay, you know what?

I only came because I was scoping out the place!

Like, is this place good enough for Duff?

- Scoping out the place... - I wanted to see,

does she like this lane? Does she like...

Sorry, I didn't eat breakfast

because my mom threw out all the refined sugar.

You know where you can find a decent meal, right?

Casa De Nazeer.

The guy can seriously cook, Wazowski.

And I bet he has spoons, too.

- Do you want some? - No, seriously,

I need you to get some,

because I cannot stand to see you

tongue kiss that yogurt again.

Oh, look who it is. So...

Results are in on the pink cocaine Len gave you.

Marc's coke and the Pandilla Quince coke from the airplane,

drum roll please.

- Ha! - Same stuff, it's a match.

So the Sons of Jupiter and Pandilla Quince

are working together.

Then we have Adam Gentle, financial advisor, MBA,

proud father to a hairless dog, who frankly

dresses better than I do.

No, I don't want to hear it.

I have a spin team on the house already.

- He's not our shooter. - Probably not,

but he crunches numbers for Marc Tremblay

of the Sons of Jupiter, and OPP intel suggests

he has ties to Pandilla Quince associates.

So, we get him,

we get him to turn on his criminal buddies.

Might not be that easy.

I was just talking to one of my buddies down in Fraud.

She's been looking into Gentle, but can never get him

on anything, he's too good.

They say he launders my annual salary on a Tuesday.

Yeah, well, we are not Fraud.

Why? 'Cause we are better than them.

Hi there, may I please speak to Adam Gentle?

Oh, yes, hey there, how are you?

I hear you are the best money man in town...

Oh no, cost is not an issue.

I see.

Yeah, but if we could just... Hello?

Oh, okay.

He only takes referrals.

Mm-hmm. That's what you get for being cocky.

- Ooh, pow-pow. - We're gonna find a way in,

we'll just look for a weak link.

Sam. We already have a way in.

Len can get in through Marc.

Uh, no thank you. You are not working with Len.

I can work with Len, okay?

I just can't go out with him.

Work is a gateway drug.

Look, if we're gonna clear Richie, this is our best shot.

Okay, I can take care of myself. Ask the fellas.

Hey guys, I can take care of myself, right?

Oh, I'm not getting involved in that one.

Kelly is very good at taking care of herself.

Maybe too good, if you ask me.

Uh-oh.

- Morning, Inspector. - Hmm. Hold on.

Mmm.

Okay, lay it on me.

Davidson & McConnell filed an official complaint

against you this morning.

Tyrannical behaviour.

Edwina, you're on solid ground here.

I'll deal with it at unit level.

There's no reason for command to get involved, okay?

- I appreciate it. - Hey.

If we can't count on each other...

I think we're overdue for dinner.

What are you doing next week?

Heading over there, on one condition.

And that is if Elizabeth is cooking.

Because still recovering from the pepperpot last year.

Deal!

In the meantime, just ignore those two.

We don't want things to escalate, okay?

Don't worry, I've been around too long

to let those fools get to me.

Okay.

Uh, excuse me, I'm sorry.

How is Marc not suspicious about you setting up

- the meeting with Adam? - No, he's been after me

to invest my money for weeks now,

I made it seem like it was his idea.

I figure between the two of us, we can keep Adam busy

long enough to stay out of the house for 30 minutes.

No, I'm gonna run things from the van.

You're going in alone.

Oh...

You know we work better as a team.