Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Oh, uh, I cheated. - But how?

That big twerp told you all of that?

[JANE CLEARS THRO AT]

DANIEL: Casinos run 24 hours a day, so Jim did the same.

...you've got hidden behind your bedroom door...

Okay, but if he is in cahoots with Alexandra...

We're on a case. We can't be seen living it up in fancy restaurants.

Daniel is a professional gambler. He has his ups and downs.

Last meeting of the day. There we go. The number 43 again.

- You got me kid. - I guess so.

- Ahem, women. - Yeah, women.

- Why a duck? - Doesn't matter.

ANN: It doesn't seem real.

Good luck. Good luck. Good luck.

He didn't need cash.

- I'm not giving back. - No way.

Matt was there for Mom when Dad wasn't.

Thanks. You can go.

When I heard what happened, I realized that no one knew about our meeting...

Rigsby's holding two pair, sixes and nines.

Oh, I don't know, 300,000. Something like that.

Cal Trask. A very serious gambler and an honored guest.

...cards from just underneath the top of the deck...

Hey, how much have you... He didn't say.

The bet, my friend, is $ 105,000.

That's one win each.

He backed his word, I'll give him that.

Jim would often stay overnight at the resort...

- You didn't have cards up your sleeve? - No, that would be cheating. Just memory.

...because she knew about you and Mrs. Meier, isn't that so?

You should trust me when I tell you things.

- Yeah. - How did she feel about that?