Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You should trust me when I tell you things.
Patrick.
When I heard what happened, I realized that no one knew about our meeting...
Cal Trask. A very serious gambler and an honored guest.
- Ahem, women. - Yeah, women.
...cards from just underneath the top of the deck...
- Oh, uh, I cheated. - But how?
We're on a case. We can't be seen living it up in fancy restaurants.
...because she knew about you and Mrs. Meier, isn't that so?
- Yeah. - How did she feel about that?
- I'm not giving back. - No way.
Matt was there for Mom when Dad wasn't.
Good luck. Good luck. Good luck.
Last meeting of the day. There we go. The number 43 again.
Rigsby's holding two pair, sixes and nines.
...you've got hidden behind your bedroom door...
He backed his word, I'll give him that.
The bet, my friend, is $ 105,000.
That big twerp told you all of that?
Hey, how much have you... He didn't say.
[SCOFFS]
Oh, I don't know, 300,000. Something like that.
ANN: It doesn't seem real.
Two thousand.
DANIEL: Casinos run 24 hours a day, so Jim did the same.
- You got me kid. - I guess so.
Okay, thanks.
Daniel is a professional gambler. He has his ups and downs.
[JANE CLEARS THRO AT]
[GRUNTS]
Oh, Freddy.
Okay, but if he is in cahoots with Alexandra...
Seventeen.
Right.
Jim would often stay overnight at the resort...
Thanks. You can go.
That's one win each.
- You didn't have cards up your sleeve? - No, that would be cheating. Just memory.
So a rich man.
- Why a duck? - Doesn't matter.
He didn't need cash.