CSI: Cyber (2015–2016): Season 1, Episode 1 - Kidnapping 2.0 - full transcript

(baby cooing)

(splutters)

(men arguing
in various foreign languages)

(argument continues, distantly)

(gasps)

Wake up.

You hear that? What?

I hear something.

There's some...
there's someone's in the house.

Huh? What? (Shudders)

MOTHER: Oh, my God.



Oh.

(gasps)

Caleb!
(sobbing): Caleb! My baby!

(screaming): Where's my baby?!

(men arguing
in foreign languages)

MOTHER: Caleb!

(slurps, ice rattles)

(cup lands in trash can)

It's early, Ryan.

My wife thinks I'm sneaking out
of bed to have an affair.

No, she doesn't.

I sense an insult
in there somewhere.

You want an update on
the Baltimore kidnapping?

Yeah. Police report.



Baltimore PD states the
father heard foreign voices

coming out of the baby camera.

Here's what's worth
getting out of bed for.

Baby cameras are designed
to broadcast an infant's cries

from their crib
to the parent's room.

Question is, why are foreign
voices coming out of the camera?

Huh. In-sec intrusion?

I'd like to be sure.

Case has been assigned.

Myers and Wallace
over at Major Crimes.

It needs to be reassigned.

Any crime involving
electronic devices

is, by definition, cyber.

All right,
you think this kidnapping

should fall
under cyber division,

but you couldn't just call me
and tell me all this?

Hey, the baby's missing.

It's easier for you
to say "no" over the phone.

All right. All right,
all right, all right.

I will call off Myers
and Wallace.

In the meantime,
just keep me posted.

(phone ringing)

ELECTRONIC VOICE: Game paused.

Sorry. Agent Mundo is currently
on the field of battle

and can't talk to you on his
first day off in three weeks.

Wake, soldier boy. Duty calls.

What do you got?

Kidnapping. Baltimore.

Point of contact is
a Detective Cho.

Case file's on its way.

I'll be right there.

I put Caleb Reynolds' photo out
on the wires, notified TSA.

It took me a bit, but finally
got Detective Cho on the horn.

CSI has already
processed the perimeter.

He's gonna hold the rest
of the crime scene for us.

So he says.

State Police, Highway Patrol...

Already mobilized checkpoints.

Amber Alert has been
issued, as well.

Mm.

Good morning.

(sighs) Morning.

(news broadcasts playing,
overlapping indistinctly)

Where's my first
responder, Krumitz?

Still trying to link him up.

We're having issues
on their side.

One second.

I'm looking for... Ms. Ryan?

Last time I heard your voice
was in a courtroom.

Brody Nelson.

I'm Special Agent Avery Ryan.

Let me introduce
you to the team.

Elijah Mundo.

Daniel Krumitz.

Raven Ramirez.

I wish we had time to chat.

We don't. Sit. Stay.

Detective Cho is on.

Detective Cho, Agent Mundo.
We spoke on the phone.

I'm gonna turn you
over to my boss,

Special Agent Ryan.

Tapped the Reynolds' land lines.
No ransom calls yet.

Kid next door heard
a car speed off. That's it.

What about the baby-cam?

It was unplugged and secure.

KRUMITZ: Unplugged?!

That's the quickest way
to lose all the data.

Detective Cho,
please treat all hardware,

including the baby-cam,
like a dead body.

Don't touch it, don't move it
until we get there.

Sorry. We didn't know the new
cyber protocol on a kidnapping.

This is not just a kidnapping.

Pack your bags.
We're heading to Baltimore.

(indistinct conversation)

I'll check the perimeter;
Work outside in.

Krumitz, head up to the nursery.
Nelson will be right in.

What? You're sticking me
with newbie Nelson?

The guy I busted?

Hey, chubby, keep my name
out of your mouth.

I'm not your braces.
RYAN: Enough.

Nelson, zip it.

Krumitz, game face.

A baby's life's at stake.

Focus.

That's the guy that busted me?

Krumitz... he's the best
white hat hacker in the world.

You hack it, he will come.

So is that why
the judge sent me to you?

The judge sent you to me
in the hopes

you wouldn't spend the rest
of your life behind bars.

The rules are simple.
Yeah, I know.

Hack for good, prove my worth?

Obey all orders? Yeah, I got it.

You're forgetting
the fine print.

One mistake...
Federal pen, five years.

(Mrs. Reynolds crying)

Mr. and Mrs. Reynolds,
I'm Special Agent Avery Ryan.

I'm here to get your son back.

♪ I know you deceive me,
now here's a surprise ♪

♪ I know that you have, 'cause
there's magic in my eyes ♪

♪ I can see
for miles and miles ♪

♪ I can see for miles
and miles ♪

♪ I can see
for miles and miles ♪

♪ And miles and miles ♪

♪ And miles... ♪

♪ Oh, yeah. ♪

Did you wake up
at any other point

in the night
and check in on him?

How many more questions
do we have to answer?

Honey, she's just doing her job.

The more I know
about last night,

the quicker we can
get Caleb back.

I know how hard this must be.

You do?

Do you have children?

No.

Then you don't know.

I know... what it's
like to be violated.

To feel vulnerable.

I took this job

because I knew how
it felt to be in your position.

MR. REYNOLDS: Honey...
Oh, I'm sorry.

Whoa!

Whoa!

This is a crime scene. Glove up.

Can't have your meat hooks
all over the evidence.

What is your problem, man?

You're my problem, man.

It's bad enough
that Avery heads up this whole

"it takes a hacker
to catch a hacker" program.

I only support it because she's
my boss, and I love my job.

Okay, look, I don't want
to get into any more trouble

than I already am
because of you, all right?

Ask questions,
listen to intelligent answers.

So why hack into a baby-cam?

Short answer?

They were casing
the baby remotely.

They learned its habits...
When he sleeps,

what time the parents
come in to feed...

And at the most
vulnerable hour... snatch.

Damn. Yeah.

Security wire's cut.

(gun firing over video game
speakers in distance)

(lid clanks shut)

(video game blipping)

(gunfire in video game)

(knocking on window)

Hey, bud.

Elijah Mundo, FBI.

I'm sorry to interrupt you
in the field of battle.

Are your parents home?

They're upstairs.

How come you're not
in school today?

Parents kept me home
after what happened next door.

Gotcha.

Assassinates, huh?

What level you on?

12. Expert.

It's hard.

I know. Listen... Denny, is it?

How'd you know my name?

The police report.

You told them
you heard a car speed off

in the middle of the night.
Is there anything else

I should know?

Hey, us Assassinites,
we band together...

And walk in silence.

I just need some help trying to
figure out who took that baby.

Yeah.

MAN: Let's go! Let's go!
Let's get in the car.

Get in the car!

WOMAN: Go! Drive!
Get out of here!

(engine starts) Come on! Go!

(engine revs, tires squeal)

Thank you.

Hey, I gave you some Intel.

What about me?

How do I get to level 13?

Grab all five medic packs.

It'll make you immortal
for the next three levels.

And bazookas. All day.

Sweet.

You suffered a traumatic event.

Your confusion
is understandable.

The mind is very resilient.

Memory is an incredible thing.

Take a deep breath.

(breathes deeply)

Tell me, what did you hear?

I heard voices, and they were
talking at the same time.

What kind of voices?

I heard Chinese... I mean,

it-it could've been Japanese.

I-I don't know for sure.

And I want to say
Middle Eastern.

Like Arabic?

And there was...
there was some German.

And they were all
talking over each other.

Kind of like it was a fight.

Oh, God, this is bad, isn't it?

This is good. Those voices
weren't supposed to be there.

This is a mistake.

It's mistakes

that are gonna lead us
to Caleb's kidnapper.

This is very helpful.

Good job.

Natal-Cam. Wireless.
Model NC-825-P.

HD 720p high-quality video.

Plays lullabies, low-end model,

SD memory card,

triggered by motion and sound.

Motion and sound?

That's what it says.

The card could've
recorded the kidnapping.

They took the card with them.

(wry laugh)

Smart kidnappers.

All right, so cut wires means
they bypassed the alarm systems.

All right, let's get back
to what the kid saw...

A woman running,
tires screeching.

What does that tell you?

Kidnappers are a team of two.

Tires burning rubber,
behaviorally, skews male.

Babies are high maintenance.

I'm thinking the female
kidnapper grabbed the baby.

The male was the getaway driver.
Did you just use

the word "behaviorally"?

Working with you, I can't help it.
Modify the BOLO.

We're looking
for a kidnapping team now.

What are you guys doing?

Confiscating your devices.

Faraday bags block
the kidnappers

from communicating
with your devices.

Second we zip 'em up, it's like
locking 'em in a lead vault.

Well, what if the kidnappers try
to call? It'll go to voice-mail!

They could hurt Caleb! We've
secured your land lines.

They're being monitored 24/7.

Uh, we're missing one, A.
Only one cell here.

Don't cry, Mom.
I'll keep you posted.

Your mom okay?

Here. Sorry.

Don't be sorry.

Any other calls you need to make
before I lock it up?

No, I'm-I'm good.

Oh, there's one more thing.

I need a DNA sample
from you and your husband.

Standard protocol.

When's the last time
you breast-fed Caleb?

Midnight.

Why?

It's the best way
to get a DNA sample of your son.

Why are you putting
the baby-cam away?

Hardware's clean.
I'm bagging it for evidence.

Didn't bear any fruit.

Well, all I got
is green code here.

First five devices are clean.
Now, if Mom's

comes back the same way,

we struck out here, too.

KRUMITZ: Oop! There's malware.

KRUMITZ: We found a RAT.

You found a RAT.

Remote Access Trojan.
Spy software.

Available anywhere on the
surface net.

Basically, anybody
with half a brain can use it.

Of all the devices,
the only one infected

was Fran Reynolds' laptop?

RAT software looks
for specific prompts.

What did the user tag?

What did he want to see?

NELSON:
Everything tagged "Caleb"...

or "baby."

The RAT tracked
every e-mail sent.

Whatever she sent, he saw.

Somebody outside
the Reynolds family

is way too interested in Caleb.

Krum, pull up Fran Reynolds'
phone records.

MUNDO: What are you thinking?

Right before the mom
gave up her phone,

I saw her sneak-talking.

All right, her last call
was from the 410 area code.

Baltimore.

Krum, do a reverse look-up.

Harbor Boat Restoration.

Nelson, check for frequency.

Right.

21 calls to that number
in the last two weeks,

all after midnight.

She was having an affair.

Where are my DNA results?
You beat me to it.

Fran Reynolds' husband
is not the father.

Looks like the biological father
works at the boat company.

(baby crying)

(whispering):
We're not waiting for backup.

(baby crying)

FBI!

Bill Hookstraten, don't move!
Don't shoot!

Don't shoot!

On your knees!
RYAN: Hand me the baby.

Just d-don't hurt him.

Give me your hands.
Cross your ankles.

Something's not right.

Baby okay?

Oh, my God. There's no freckle.

It's not Caleb.

What do you mean I'm the rat?

You hacked
into Fran Reynolds' computer.

We tracked your IP address
to this address,

and we know from
the DNA test results

that Mr. Reynolds is not
Caleb's biological father.

Fran and I had an affair.
Got pregnant.

And as much as she talks
about leaving her husband,

We argue all the time on
the phone about me seeing Caleb.

A lawyer.
So I bought some software

so I could see my kid.

You've only seen him
on the Internet.

Didn't you happen to notice
he had a distinctive freckle

on his right cheek?

So tell us, whose baby is this?

If it's not Caleb, I don't know.

Then how did this Baby Doe
end up here?

Fran called me
in the middle of the night

to give me the bad news.

She was insistent
that I not come over.

Then I got
this strange phone call...

(phone ringing)

three hours ago. Hello?

MAN: Bill Hookstraten? Speaking.

We know
you're Caleb Reynolds' father.

We have him.
Call the cops, he dies.

We're willing to sell him
to you for a price.

They said they wanted $75,000.

Paid cash... then they
gave me the baby.

The kidnappers,
were they foreigners?

Speak with foreign accents?

No. They were as American
as it gets.

He was rough.
She was on the trashy side.

Here's what's troubling me.

How could two complete strangers

know about your
secret with Fran?

And that you've never
seen your son before?

Honestly... I have no idea.

AVERY: So let's say
that the kidnappers

did steal Baby Doe and Caleb.

Why sell Hookstraten
the wrong baby?

Okay. Maybe this bait and switch
was on purpose.

They know
Hookstraten is desperate.

He buys the wrong baby.

The kidnappers turn around
and sell him the real one

but for more money.

I don't know. It doesn't add up.

No, I know.

It doesn't add up.
None of it adds up because...

how can a second baby go missing
and nobody even phones it in?

Well, law enforcement,

somewhere,
must've dropped the ball.

We should've been notified
by now.

All right, I will put it out
on NLETS again.

We go wider, we just cover
the whole country,

and if nothing pops,
we contact the media.

What's your next move?

I'm going to change a diaper.

A diaper.

RYAN: Oh, ooh...!

Someone's got some pee-pee.

Well, don't worry,
we'll take care of this.

Now, mister, you'll never
remember this moment,

but I will.

Most people don't know this...

but diaper edges
are built-in print catchers.

And if the woman who changed you

can lead me back to her boss...

her big bad wolf of a boss...

then I will huff and I will puff

and I will blow the
target's house...

down.

MUNDO: Avery, CTOC just
got back to us on your print.

Hey! Yo.

That the female kidnapper?

Victoria Shala.

25. No known address.

Priors for prostitution.
Two DUls. She's a lush.

Have Nelson pull
her online presence.

I want to know
who she's running with.

FriendAgenda
is no friend to Vicky.

She's as social as it gets.

Best thing that's ever happened
to law enforcement.

Yep. That's exactly why
I stay off of it.

Figure that's the first
place you guys look

to bust guys like me.

We have plenty of ways
to catch guys like you.

But until you're one of us,

that's for us to know
and for you to find out.

Baby Face Nelson.

Baby Face what?

Mm-mm-mm.

See a pattern?

NELSON: You know what, I do.

Everything is tagged "Ricky."

RAMIREZ: Richard Scaggs,

31, born Niagara, New York.

They're both from Niagara.
That's how they know each other.

What are you doing?

I know the type.

Idiots like Ricky are all
about cars, bars and guitars.

The neighbor kid did say
he heard

tires peeling out. Tires.

We're looking for a blue Camaro.

Yeah, we are.

I know we are.

According to Hookstraten,
Ricky and Vicky blew out

of Harbor Boat Restoration
two hours ago.

How far could they have gone?

Bring up the map.

We know from.

Vicky's rap sheet
she had two DUls.

She's a drinker.
They're gonna look for a bar.

And with 75 in
cash in the trunk,

the last thing they want to do
is get pulled over.

Starting at Harbor
Boat Restoration,

take out all left-hand turns.

No risk for a car accident.

They don't want to have
to call the police.

They're going
to stick to surface roads,

drive just below
the speed limit.

Omit all highways.

MUNDO: Search area just
got a lot smaller.

Evolutionary survival skills
will instinctively take them

to higher ground.

Change the view to topography.

That will takes them
down to Shookstown Road.

We are looking for a bar near.

Five Forks,
Blue Ridge Mountains.

MUNDO: And a blue Camaro.

(music blaring from inside bar)

FBI! Stop right there! Hands up!
What the hell is this?

Put your hands on your head!
Step away from the car!

Step away and put my hands
behind my head at the same time?

Hilarious.

Where is Caleb Reynolds?

RICKY: Hey, you can't
go in my car, man.

I have rights.

Probable cause.

Where's the other one?
No, don't go in there!

No baby.

Plenty of cash, though.

$75,000, right?

You can't take that money.

That's our ticket out.

To a new life.

Where the hell
is Caleb Reynolds?

I don't know.

Sniper! Get down!

Why'd they kill her, man?
MUNDO: Get down!

(grunts)

(motorcycle engine starts)

(engine revving)

Yes, this is Agent Mundo
calling to report.

Yeah, I'm okay, but the other
guy's gonna need a body bag.

It's gonna be tough to get
any I.D. on this guy.

His fingerprints are burned off.

No memory card, but
here's Vicky's cell.

Brand-new burner cell.

Want to bet this is how
the sniper found 'em?

They GEO-tracked 'em.

Three new entries on this phone.

One is the call to Hookstraten.
Confirms his story.

Two entries on a GPS app.

Last entry
is Hookstraten's place.

The first entry?

Harrisburg, Pennsylvania.

1232 Samuel Drive.

This is likely Baby Doe's home.

I'm calling Harrisburg PD.

Here we go.

SD memory card,
courtesy of Natal-Cam.

(overlapping conversation
in various languages)

Foreign voices. Yeah.

Definitely German. Yeah.

(overlapping conversation
in various languages)

MUNDO: Chinese and Arabic.

All right, from what I can
make out, it sounds like

the guy is saying something
about 565,000 Riyal.

Riyals... That's Saudi currency.

Sounds heated, competitive.

The German and

the Saudi guy go back and forth,

throwing all kinds
of numbers around.

Looks like they're bidding.

(men conversing in various
foreign languages)

MAN: Mubar!

"Mubar."

Means "sold" in Arabic.

It's an auction.

It's an online baby auction.

Oh, those poor parents.

They buy a baby-cam
to protect their child.

It's the very thing
that gets him abducted.

That is truly horrifying.

Okay, here we go.

All languages translated
to English.

Play it.

MAN: Next baby up...

Six months old, boy, American.

You're responsible
for language translation

and currency conversion.

Highest bidder wins.

Opening bid, 100,000 American.

CHINESE BIDDER:
775,120 Hong Kong dollar!

MAN 2: $800,000.

MAN 3: 900,000 Riyad!

MAN: Sold at 120,000...

MUNDO: Our bad guy's
a good businessman.

He understands
supply and demand.

Try adopting
an infant these days.

Intensive screening,

two-year waiting list,
lawyer bills.

Well, he found a way
to short-track it.

We're thinking he targeted
desperate parents online.

He surfed legitimate
international adoption sites,

lured them to his
own private network.

Yeah, well,
key word... desperate.

(phone rings) He sold them a dream.
Instant family.

Sifter.

What?

Wh... Where?

I'll get back to you.

Avery, a word.

Hard as this is to believe...

two more babies
went missing last night.

Springfield, Mass;
Flushing, New York.

Both male.

Both parents had Natal-Cams.

Now you're telling me we
have three babies in the wind?

Strike one...
The Reynolds baby-cam is clean.

Strike two... their devices did
not contribute to the intrusion.

I don't want a third strike,
so let's get Krumitz.

Get him on a plane
to Natal-Cam headquarters.

We gotta figure out
how that target

got into those cameras remotely,

or this is just the beginning.

How long has your source code
been like this?

You have a vulnerability in your
multiview function, you idiot.

They told me not to talk to you.

Your source code's
telling me how they got in.

You thought "patch and pray" was
gonna make the problem go away?

How many baby-cams
are we talking?

45,000.

45,000...?!

And you didn't say anything?

There is a bad guy out there

who's found the weakness
in your source code,

and he's set up his own online
shopping network for babies,

and you didn't say anything!

I took it upstairs,
but they didn't listen.

Here.

(auto-dial beeping)

Go.

It's bad.

What do you want me to do?

Shut it down.

Let's close his store.

Make him make the next move.

SIFTER: And what are are
we looking at, Doctor?

Richard Scaggs, Victoria
Shala and John Doe Sniper.

All virtually teleported from
the Baltimore M.E.'s Office.

I called you down here to
take a closer look at Vicky.

Remove Scaggs, sniper...

isolate torso.

Enhance keloids.

Found unusual scar tissue
under both breasts.

If there was an enhancement
or a reduction,

I'd expect to see a single scar.

Your kidnapper had
at least a dozen procedures.

She was muling drugs.

Probably carrying them
in her silicone implants.

You can see here where
they cut her open

and sewed up her breasts
to transport the drugs.

Both a mule and a saddlebag.

It's a tough way
to make a living.

No wonder she wanted out.

Explains why
she and Ricky went rogue.

Sold the Harrisburg baby
to Hookstraten.

Cross their boss,
which got them killed.

Sounds like he'll stop
at nothing

to keep his business going.

We are looking
for a target who graduated

from drug trafficker
to child trafficker.

RYAN: Product is product.

And like drugs,
babies have a value.

As long as they're alive.

SIFTER: You know, it's
an interesting cat and mouse

you and the target are playing.

His plan is unraveling.

Vicky and Ricky went rogue.

Elijah took out the sniper.

Harrisburg baby is back
with his parents.

That is too many setbacks.

My guess is
he is feeling desperate.

And desperate people do
desperate things.

Take the ammo.
Switch to shotgun.

Hey, Cheeseburger One!

Wait for me, dude!
You need cover!

(electronic whoosh) What the...?

Seriously?

(electronic buzzing)
Why can't I X-out of this thing?

(electronic buzzing continues)

(sighs) Fine!

(game blips)

(indistinct, distorted
voice over headphones)

VOICE: Natal-Cam back online
or Caleb dies!

Mom...!

I think when you shut down
Natal-Cam you got his attention.

(siren wailing in distance)

MAN (on video): Put Natal-Cam
back online or Caleb dies.

KRUMITZ: I mean,
he could've just

called the land line
at the Reynolds' house.

Why send the threat
to a neighbor?

Target wanted maximum impact.

He sends us a video
of Caleb in distress.

Intimidation tactic.

Well, it worked; We're here.

And now we are going
to send him a message back.

This is Special Agent Ryan
of FBI Cyber Division.

Natal-Cam will be back
online in 30 minutes.

Please don't harm that child.

Okay, well, that's gutsy.

"Hi, target.

Just little ol' me, Avery Ryan."

He knows the FBI's involved.

That video he sent of Caleb
tells me all about him.

He's angry, he's out of control,
he wants his baby business back.

I am just buying us
a small window of time

so we can whack that mole.

So what's our
30-minute game plan?

Game Vex... is a console, right?

Oh...

And most game companies
with live capabilities

have safeguards
against pedophiles.

That's why companies
like Game Vex

assign unique identifiers
to each box.

If any child gets harassed,

they can track the perpetrator
right down to the console.

You track the box,
you find the target.

Our move.

Team in position.

Make it count.

No pressure.

(speaks Albanian)

All right, let's go.

Come on.

FBI! Police! Freeze!

(agents shouting) Drop it!

FBI! On the ground!

Drop it! Get on the ground! Now!

Let's go!

Line up!

MUNDO: Line 'em up.

AGENT: On your back!

Find the computers.
Get into 'em.

Where's Caleb Reynolds?

Why you ask me?

Every guy here keeps
sneaking a peek at you.

You're the boss.

What about the other
two babies you kidnapped?

Springfield? Flushing?

Does that ring a bell?

New tat?

Is that a date?

Date my mother croaked.

KRUMITZ:
Avery! You need to see this.

This is their network
we shut down.

From here, they can
case the babies for weeks.

Data's encrypted.
20-character password.

Even with an alphanumeric code,
the possibility

of us identifying
the actual password is 62

to the 20th power.

Running three gigahertz 24-7,

we could probably break
the encryption in...

ten billion years.

Most people can't
remember a sequence

longer than a phone number.

Chances of these geniuses

memorizing 20 characters is...
impossible.

Which means they
wrote it down somewhere.

Do any of you know Sven?

Elisa?

Vladimir?

Your mother?

KRUMITZ: Time to earn
your stripes, Nelson.

Eenie, meanie, miney, moe.

Catch a "gangsta" by the toe.

Rearrange the numbers, yo.

Early years are first to go.

What are you doing?
I think better

when I talk it out in rhyme.

Really?

I got it.
Let's arrange it by year.

Let's go earliest to latest,
starting with 1-23-09

6-17-10, 3-21-11, (over
speaker): 1-12-13.

(electronic blipping)

Nice work, Baby Face... we're in.

MUNDO: All right,
three babies, three cars,

all GeoTrack'd...
One outside Flushing,

one just north of Springfield...
Those are the most

recent kidnappings.
Odd baby out must be Caleb.

Upstate New York.

WOMAN: How can there be no one
at the warehouse?

All the other airports are too hot...
let's try Trenton-Mercer.

I just want my fee for the brat.
(Caleb wailing)

(siren wailing) Cops!

Go, go, go!

WOMAN: Look out!

(grunts)

(sirens wailing)

♪ ♪

(thumping)

He's not breathing.

(crying)

(crying fades)

(sobbing, laughing)

(laughs) (Caleb fusses)

(sighs): Oh...

I never thought that
I would... hold him again.

I... I'm never gonna let him go.

I don't think that
would be fair to Dad.

Now that he's back,

I think there are
a lot of people...

who would love to hold him.

(Caleb burbles happily)

(sniffles) Thank you.

(laughter)

Good news.

We, uh, swept up

the other two kidnap teams.

The babies are fine;
They are home, safe and sound.

(whooping, happy chatter)

Good, good, good. SIFTER:
I'm proud of you.

SIFTER: Hey, it's late.

Time to get you all back home

to your parents' basements.

(laughs)

Krumitz, you're home already.

All right, we start
all over again tomorrow.

Let's grab a beer. Yeah.

Later. See you there.

One thing I never asked.

Why did you go to bat for me?

Oh, there was a hacker once.

It was the beginning
of the Internet.

I was a behavioral psychologist.

I had a practice in New York.

And then one day,
all my patients' files

were stolen from my computer,

and all their secrets
went public.

I lost my career
and my practice,

but more importantly...

one of my patients was murdered.

I keep thinking

if I could just turn you,
one hacker at a time,

nothing like that will
ever happen again.

So, did you catch him?

I mean, the hacker?

Is he in jail?

I still don't even
know who he is.

So...

(sighs) I take it you're
definitely going for drinks.

No. After every case,

I go somewhere to think.

Think about what?

How I'm gonna catch him.

(rock intro playing)

♪ I know you've deceived me ♪

♪ Now here's a surprise ♪

♪ I know that you have ♪

♪ 'Cause there's magic
in my eyes ♪

♪ I can see for miles
and miles ♪

♪ And miles
and miles and miles ♪

♪ Oh, yeah... ♪

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