ハイライトは"Okay, I'll leave you to it."

It's called a macuahuitl.

"Macua-neenle."

No, "macua-heetle."

"Macua-heednum."

No, "macua-heetle."

I said that.

Okay, either way, your hunch is right. It was stolen from a pre-Colombian exhibit here in New York.

I guess Forsythe does some business in the black market after all.

Yeah, but get this. It was stolen eight years ago.

Statute of limitations is up.

Forsythe's a smart guy. He knows we can't get him on it.

Sure, he didn't want to raise a red flag in front of a bull.

Not when he's hiding something bigger.

For a job as big as a t-rex, he'd wanna use somebody he can trust, somebody he'd used before. Any suspects in the macuahuitl theft?

There were no arrests, but there were three suspects. One's in jail. One recently questioned in Prague. Then there's this guy, Michael Holt. Suspected in four other robberies along the East Coast.

He doesn't stay in one place very long.

No, but even a master thief needs time to unload a 40-foot prehistoric skeleton.

Either way, we've got a narrow window before he leaves town. Track him down.

Before we do, you wanna know why Caffrey was standing on that street corner?

Yeah, I do. What do you have?

Not what. It's who. I got this off a security camera from across the street.

She looks familiar.

Her name's Rebecca Lowe.

Yeah, the woman we brought in from the Gershon Heist a while back. What's Neal doing with her?

You know, I was talking to El, she has a friend she'd like to set you up with.

Does this friend know that I come with a rap sheet?

Uh-huh. Interested?

Tell Elizabeth thank you, but I'm not looking right now.

Well, it's been a while since Sara, and I thought you might wanna get back out there. Not that it's difficult for you.

You'd be surprised. Anyone I date, I have to lie to or wonder why she's interested in a felon.

No luck at all? Yeah, Jones? Where to? Yeah. Okay, thanks. Holt's gone. Jones checked his credit cards. He bought a plane ticket out of the country.

The only reason I'd buy a plane ticket under my name with my credit card is if I wanted someone to think I'd left the country.

The airline confirmed that he got on the plane.

The airline confirmed someone with Holt's ticket got on the plane. You know that time you thought I was in Monaco?

Don't tell me that I had Interpol scouring the streets for nothing.

Bought a first-class ticket under my name and checked in for my flight. Once I got to the gate, I looked for someone traveling alone with a carry-on.

If someone checks a bag and doesn't get on the plane, the flight doesn't take off.

So I offer them my ticket, which of course they're gonna take because no sane person facing a 3,000-mile trip is gonna say no to a seat in first class.

And they don't suspect an ulterior motive?

Not everyone is as naturally suspicious as you, Peter.

My nature has developed from years of tracking your suspicious behavior. So this unsuspecting stranger gets your ticket, gets on the plane--

And Neal Caffrey is on his way to Monaco, while the real Neal Caffrey slips out of the gate unnoticed. I can't believe you never knew that.

Cameras caught Michael Holt scoping out their security system.

He's still after that egg.

He thinks it's at the museum. Catching Holt in the act is our best shot at tracking down that stolen t-rex.

I'll put surveillance teams outside the museum around the clock.

Keep me posted.

All right.

Well, I guess someone else enjoyed that first-class ticket.

So... Holt had 1/2 million good reasons to stay.

How did you know what Forsythe was gonna pay Holt?

I found a briefcase full of cash in his back room.

And you opened it? See, this is the reason I have a suspicious nature. I'm gonna count every penny of it.

I don't blame you. You should. It was a rough estimate though.

Oh.

It's a round number.

Hey, hon.

Yeah?

How'd you like to go on a double date tonight?

With Trey and Sheila?

Neal.

Does he know we're coming?

Mm?

He doesn't know we're coming.

He's been sneaking around with this woman, and I think he's up to something.

Or maybe he's having a nice meal with a nice girl.

There's no reason for Neal to keep this from me. What do I care if he's going on a date with a girl?

Clearly you care quite a bit.

Nah, there's more to it than this. A lot of things Neal has been doing don't add up, and my gut tells me she's at the center of it. Now according to his anklet, they're at the Clifton.

add up 合点がいく

You know I've always wanted to go to the Clifton.

Really?

You think this is a good idea?

I do.

Thought you might like this.

The wine is lovely. And it reminds me of this summer that I spent in France studying. I actually think I've been to this vineyard.

Really?

Really. Did you have the FBI run a background check on me?

The FBI had nothing to do with this dinner. I promise.

Hmm, you know, you never told me why you became an FBI agent. I assume it wasn't only to pick up women. How does an art lover become an FBI agent?

Eh, it's a long story.

I spend my life studying ancient texts. I don't mind long stories.

I want this dinner to be about you and me, okay? We don't need to talk about work.

All right. I really do like this place and the wine and the Codex and the kiss.

I liked that part too.

You know, you-- you don't have to do all this just to get my help on the case.

Do you really think I would do that?

No.

What kind of guy do you think I am?

I don't know. You're an FBI agent.

Yeah.

If it's too complicated, I'll understand.

Are you trying to give me a way out?

give someone a way out 逃げ道を与える。

Apparently without much subtlety.

No. I don't want one. Do you?

No.

Neal?

Peter, what are you doing here?

Elizabeth has been dying to try this place out. Hi, I'm Peter, Neal's boss.

We've met. I'm Rebecca. You almost arrested me.

Oh, right. Sorry about that.

No, it's-- Wait, I thought your boss was--

And this is Elizabeth, Peter's lovely wife.

It's so nice to meet you. I'm really sorry for interrupting.

Oh, nonsense. No secrets between friends, right?

Course not.

I didn't know that you two had been in touch since the investigation.

You guys met on a case?

Oh, yeah, you know how sometimes your personal and professional lives just crash into each other without any notice.

It's actually how Peter and I met.

Oh.

Yeah, Agency resources were involved from what I recall.

It was completely aboveboard.

aboveboard 公明正大に

Actually, we were just talking about how Neal became an FBI agent.

Yeah, but it's a long story.

I know I'd love to hear that story.

Um, I'm gonna go check and see if we can get a table. Would you like to go with me? Maybe let the boys chat?

Of course.

See you in a little bit.

What are you doing here? Did you follow me here?

You have until they come back to explain why she thinks you're an FBI agent, or I'm telling her the truth.

We met on a case. I told her I work for the FBI. She assumed I was an agent.

And you didn't correct her, did you?

I didn't see any reason to.

Because you're impersonating a federal officer.

I suppose technically--

No, not technically. You are.

The pen, the chiropractor's office.

This is all to convince her of this story.

You're--

You like her, don't you? Huh. Lying is a funny way of showing it.

She doesn't look at me like a criminal, okay? She looks at me the way El looks at you. I don't want to ruin that.

Neal, you have lovely friends.

Oh, aren't they great?

We are gonna get out of your hair right now. We got a table. Come on, let's go.

get out of someone's hair 邪魔をしない

Sure. You two have lots to talk about. Excuse me one minute.

This is Agent Burke.

It's Dr. Khatri. Someone's here. I don't recognize him.

All right, remain calm, Doctor. We have agents in the museum.

No, I'm not there. I took the egg to my lab to run a cat scan.

Hang up and find someplace safe. We'll be there soon.

Neal, we have to go. Dr. Khatri's in trouble.