ハイライトは"I'd figure you'd like one last stakeout for old time's sake."

Neal, where are you? You're supposed to be in the museum by now.

Nothing like a stakeout.

What are you...

Aw... You could've saved me a slice.

Yeah, well, I didn't know you were coming.

El went out with some of her friends. Thought I'd check in. Where's Siegel?

He just saw some movement, so he went to go check it out.

Oh, well, I'll keep his seat warm until he comes back.

You shouldn't be here.

Hughes used to join me for a stakeout or two back in the day.

It's not about whether you can be here.

I'd figure you'd like one last stakeout for old time's sake.

for old time's sake 昔のよしみで

Yeah, and then what, Peter? One last undercover job? One last case? It's always gonna be "one last" something with you, but the truth is this is not your life now.

Neal...

You and I aren't partners anymore. And you wanted to go. You should just go.

You're right.

Are the cameras off, Moz?

Yeah.

Sir.

Hey.

What's your problem?

I need to see inside the bag.

Keep going.

There something wrong, officer?

No, no, no. No, there's nothing wrong. I'm sorry. Go ahead.

Barry the decoy worked. Siegel's heading back to his car. You got kind of a late start.

I ran into a Peter-shaped problem.

Well, you're gonna run into a handcuff-shaped problem if you don't get back to the car soon.

Keep Siegel occupied a little longer.

There's only so many times he's gonna chase a head of hair. Uh-oh.

What's uh-oh?

Zev's here. Siegel's heading in his direction.

All right, do not let Siegel see him get into the museum or none of this works.

Well, what am I supposed to do? He'll recognize me from little star. If he sees my face, then I'm going to the clink.

clink 刑務所

Then don't let him see it.

Zev's inside.

Fortunately or unfortunately, I've got Siegel.

Lose him, Moz. I need a couple more minutes.

Well, I'm not sure you'll have it. Like I said, Zev's good. He'll make quick work with the security.

Neal, your new suit can't make me. You have to do something.

I know, Moz. Hang on.

I didn't mean anything quite that drastic.

It wasn't me. I thought you said he was good, Moz.

I may have let my desire for revenge overstate his skills.

Come on, Caffrey. Pick up the phone, damn it. I need backup.

Did you see him?

Well, the alarm's going off. He must be inside.

All right, let's go.

What do we got?

He escaped with the painting.

Damn it.

All right, Baker, report in.

Cheers.

Honey! I didn't expect you.

How you doing, Sarah, Rachel? I ripped off the band-aid.

How's it feel? It smarts. But you're right. It's for the best. You want a drink?

I'd love one.

The two of you sat outside the Gershon and let a thief steal a painting right under your noses.

There's no excuse, sir.

We're gonna find him, Peter.

Yeah? How do you plan to do that? You have no evidence, no positive I.D. You are lucky that I have something. I spoke with museum security. There's a chance that our thief didn't work alone. There may be an accomplice. Security clocked an employee using her I.D. badge right before the robbery. I'm hopeful that after I talk to her, we'll get to the bottom of this.

My first Peter Burke lecture. I feel 2 inches shorter.

Yeah, well, I used to be 7'4. You'll get used to it.

Hopefully not too used to it. You coming?

Yeah, of course.

You understand how this looks.

I-I don't understand anything at all. I... Neal.

Hello, Rebecca.

You two know each other?

I'm sorry you had to come here.

Did you know about this?

It's news to me.

When I heard the museum might be a target, I did a little reconnaissance.

You flirted with me. We talked about...

A lot of things, I know, and I'm sorry for the deception. But I needed to see if it might be an inside job.

deception ごまかし

Look, I had nothing to do with this.

I believe you. But it doesn't look good.

Look, I-I swear I had my key card when I left work. I didn't even realize it was missing until these guys with badges showed up at my apartment.

Did you encounter anyone who might have stolen it?

A new neighbor, or a stranger on the subway?

Uh... I can't think of anyone.

Agent Siegel will continue questioning you. Neal, come with me.

We'll figure this out.

I'm taking over this case.

What?

I screwed up. I showed up and distracted you... When you should have been watching the Gershon. This is my fault.

Peter...

And it's gonna be a mark on Siegel's record.

I can guarantee you this is not your fault.

Either way, I'm gonna fix it. You think she's involved?

No, I don't. I checked her out when I went to go visit the museum. She has no real motivation to do it.

Just the bad luck of catching the thief's eye.

Well, yeah, looks like it.

Then we need to find out who's really behind this.

They have to catch Zev. This is the second time he's stolen something from me.

Well, technically, we were trying to trap him.

And he got away. That only makes it worse.

An innocent woman is being questioned by the FBI because of me, Moz.

Yeah, there's that too. On the upside, you did steal the right chapter. And surprisingly, sometimes, the reality surpasses imagination.

Any idea what it means?

No clue yet. But I made us a copy, so we'll be able to figure out why Hagen wants it so badly.

None of this matters if they don't catch Zev. The longer he's out there, the closer they're gonna look at the museum. They might realize there's more than just a painting missing.

So solve the case.

I did solve the case. I created the case.

Exactly. Pretend that you didn't. Do what you and Peter always do. Solve it.

Hey.

Hey.

"One last case," huh?

Look, about that, I said things I shouldn't have.

No, no, you should have. I-I'm glad you did. I'm here because I owe it to agent Siegel. Where is he?

owe 恩がある

I figured it'd be best if it was just the two of us. One last case.

Okay.

What's going on here?

The owner of the collection asked for it to be returned following the break-in. Just going through it before it gets shipped off.

What, you think our thief stole something from the collection?

No, but you can never be too safe.

You can't open that! You can't open that. The owner has left strict instructions that this cannot be opened.

Hey, sorry.

You really think he left something behind.

Well, an alarm went off. That can cause the best of us to slip up.

All right.

Let's say you were the thief.

You got a ski mask for me too?

What would you have done if you were here?

All right, I've just stolen this piece of art, and suddenly an alarm goes off.

You're sweating.

Even though I'm a professional, yeah, I'm scared. Security response time isn't that great here, but still, caged in.

The main security door... Fall roughly here.

Peter, don't scuff up the floor with your shoe.

Oh, they've got machines to clean that. You're caught. What now?

I'd examine the security door for a weakness.

It's a mark x2 security door.

Well, if I've done my research, I would know that. And I'd have tools with me for the art. I'd use them to pry the panel open. And then I need to get to the wire to short the circuit.

What are you doing?

I took my gloves off.

Which means they're might be prints. Unless you were smart enough to wipe it.

No, there's adrenaline rushing through my body. Guards heading my way.

Sloppy work.

Well, nobody's perfect.

Let's hope not. Get me an E.R.T. in here, and someone from the museum to lower the security doors.

Doors?

All the security doors?

Come on. Even I don't go shopping when the alarm goes off.

Just the ones at the Karen Kates display. Let's catch a thief.

Let's do it.