Endgame (2011): Season 1, Episode 7 - Gorillas in our Midst - full transcript

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[Elevator dings]

Thank you.

Where are
my Russian newspapers?

The German newspapers?

Le Monde?

You buy different papers
every day.

If you don't take
The Times of Bucharest,

nobody does,

you see my problem?

I see your excuse.

I thought this was



an international enterprise,

not a roadside motel...

You're with the conference?

Yeah, I booked online
six weeks ago.

Security conference?

But this reservation's for...

Dora the explorer?

We're obviously experiencing
technical difficulties.

Obviously.

What about
my French chocolates?

French chocolate?
Ha, ha...

Yes!

People prefer Swiss...

Am I not people?



I can tell you what you are.

You can tell...
You...

Tell me what I am...

That's it, ruskie.

The store is yours.

Oh-ho, great!

Goodbye and good luck.

Don't let the door hit your bum

on the way out!

I quit,

and you can thank
Rasputin Balagan.

Milk chocolate...

[Toy car whines squeakily]

Ah...

Barbara!

Mr. Balagan.

Delightful morning, isn't it?

Mr. Balaga...

Oh, hey, sorry to bother you.

Uh, we'd love a photo.
Do you mind?

With pleasure.

Uh, no, actually,
could you take... of us?

They don't even
have my reservation.

They said it's under
"dora the explorer."

The morons...

85.

You have 85 bottles on display.

Really?

I thought we had 84.

85.
I counted twice.

What's your most
expensive champagne?

Uh, Veuve Cliquot,
300 bucks a bottle.

Perfect.

I'll pre-order one for tomorrow.

For now, a glass of milk.

Does your hotel
have a luggage room?

Yes, ask at the front desk.

But is it secure?

It has a lock.

[Hasty knocking on door]

You're late.

Is everything okay?

They sent a colleague with me.

Why?

I don't know.

They must have
found out about us.

No, we were careful.

I'm sure it's fine.

This is not my suitcase.

[Hasty knocking on door]

Make your move.

[Knocking grows insistent]

Um, should I get that,
Mr. Balagan?

No, you should make your move.

[Knocking resumes, louder]

Not that one.

Think again.

Look.
Look, Sam.

That's a stupid move...

Why are you bothering me?

Mr. Balagan,

my name is Sophie Maigret.

Sophie Maigret,

from The Journal,
yes, I've read your coverage

of the middle East.
- Thank you...

Biased.

Yes, everybody says that.

Must be doing my job.

And I'm Jia Zhang.

I need your help.

Yes, come in, come in, come in.

Have a seat at the bar.

That, over there, is a Sam.

Hey, Sam.
Sam Besht.

Hi. Hey.
Hello...

Uh, Mr. Balagan,

this is, um,
this not my suitcase.

Then call the airport.

Uh, no, it happened
in the hotel lobby.

They have staff
for that, you know.

And they looked everywhere,

but they found nothing.

I'm not surprised.

Incompetence is their signature.

Yes, the hotel manager

finally suggested
that we talk to you.

Jia's giving a talk

at the conference tomorrow,

and the speech
is in the suitcase.

The Internet security
conference?

Cool.
What do you do?

I'm a cryptologist
for Jade Dragon.

Oh, what kind?

I do homomorphic encryption.

Algebraic cryptosystems?

Yeah, lattice-based.

Wow, that's, uh...

Sam...

Sam! Heel.

I am sorry.

I don't know what
the hotel mismanager

told you about me,
Ms. Maigret,

but I don't do lost luggage.

Please, Mr. Balagan,

it's important.

And I can pay you $5,000.

It takes

more than money.

[Tsks]

Okay, uh, but, um,
wait a second...

I, um...

Thank you very much.

Have a nice day.

Mr. Balagan, you're
really not gonna help them?

They couldn't even bother
to tell me the truth.

I don't know
what is in that suitcase,

but it's more than a speech.

Your move.

So you'll help Hugo,

you'll even help
complete strangers,

but you won't even do
this one thing for me?

For you?

You want me to help her
because you think she's cute.

She's a brilliant cryptologist

for, like, the world's biggest
firewall developer.

Brilliant?

She's cute, Sam.

She's both.

Please?

Okay, fine,
bring back the liars.

Don't skip.

[Opens door] Hey!

[♪]

[Crowd roars]

Before we begin,

what is really in your suitcase?

Uh, sensitive information.

What kind of
sensitive information?

I really can't say.

Well, let me guess,
jade dragon is state-run,

so, Sophie,

you're writing an exclusive,

and, Jia, you are
her main source.

A whistle blower, perhaps?

Jia was supposed to attend
the conference alone,

but her company decided
to send along a colleague

at the last minute.

His name's Kang Ming.

Uh, in China,
anyone could be a spy...

Yes, Russia taught
your country well,

but unless you tell me
what's in your suitcase,

I cannot help you.

Okay, well, can I trust you?

Because this information
could get me killed.

Seriously?

I have no interest

in endangering your life.

Have you heard of
computer worms?

[Scoffs] Yes.

Okay, well,
this one is designed

to destroy entire networks.

Elaborate.

It can shut down
a country's water system,

power grids,
hospitals, anything.

Everything.

Cyber terrorism.

In the wrong hands,
this worm could be deadly.

Is this important
enough for you,

Mr. Balagan?

For now, sure.

There's no
identification in here.

We think it belongs
to a tourist...

It doesn't.

The pants are a 30-inch waist,

but this belt

is a 38.

And this shirt?

The tag is still on the collar.

This was no accident.

Your suitcase was stolen,

and this dummy bag left
in its place.

Someone must've found out
what we were going to do.

Hugo!

What's up, Mr. B?

Where is your little
hominid friend?

Oh, searching for
your pride, Hugo?

Save it, Balagan,
I'm not in the mood.

Someone from the stupid
security conference

is hacking our computer system.

[Punches computer angrily]

[Gasps] Ooh...

[Banging around]

Spiderman in 1308
just ordered 12 dozen blts.

[Chuckling]

Well, maybe those security guys
don't like you security guys

tarnishing their good name.

Stuff it, Balagan.

Ah, such eloquence.

I need to see footage
of the lobby.

You know the drill.

Time?

8:45.

No, later, later.

It's later...

There, right there.

Fix that.

Can't.
It's on the footage.

[Snatches book testily]

Fix the footage.

Can't.

It's probably one of those
hackers from the conference.

Is that the best you can do?

I can say thank you
for the tip.

[Chuckles]

You get what you pay for.

Oh.

So, what do you remember
about your arrival?

I need specifics.

A poor lady,
her luggage fell over.

Her things went everywhere.

I helped her pick them up.

Whoever pushed her luggage

probably stole your suitcase.

What else?

A couple.
They had skis...

They were arguing.

It makes it fishtail,
that's what it does.

Oh, it does not...

Our first vacation
without the kids,

he's staring at other women.

Can you blame me?

She was a supermodel.

Her luggage alone must have
cost more than our car.

He was so hypnotized,

he knocked over
that vase with his skis.

Your skis.

[♪]

[Slap]

[Vase shatters]

Who pushed over your luggage?

The bellhop.

Spiteful little prick.

Didn't like my tip.

The hotel pays you.

You're lucky
i gave you that much.

You know what?
Keep your change.

[Vase shatters]

So you're the one

who pushed over
the woman's luggage?

[Sarcastically] Yeah, right.

I don't care if you did.

I don't care if you care.

I didn't do it.

Then who did?

It was that kid.

He was a total brat...

[Cash register churning]

Why did you knock over
the woman's luggage?

A man paid me to.

What did he look like?

Charge these to my room.

Like you.

Old.

[Chuckles]

And, uh, was he wheeling
a small black suitcase?

Yeah.

So you still don't know
who has my suitcase, do you?

There is a landmark
psychology experiment

when you're asked to watch

how many times
a basketball team

passes a ball while...

Sam?

While a man in a gorilla suit
walks across the court.

This is all very fascinating,

but where is the suitcase?

If you would let Sam finish.

Well, you never really
notice the gorilla

because you're too busy
watching the basketball.

Exactly.

Too much focus makes you blind,

Sophie.

The key to magic,
politics and chess...

Distraction.

[Arguing]

You're lucky
i gave you that much.

Keep your change.

So now we know
how the suitcase was stolen,

we can figure out who stole it,

and then the real fun begins.

[Balagan]: Tell me,

how does a reporter
find a whistle blower?

She found me.

It happens sometimes

when you travel
outside a hotel.

You should try it.

Oh, so now you also write
the self-help column.

Speaking of work.

Sam,

find that skiing couple again.

I want to see their photos.

Alcina!

Not again,
Mr. Balagan.

I need you to
check on a guest for me,

make sure he has fresh towels.

What guest?

That guy behind me,
Kang Ming.

It's not for me, it's for Sam.

Sammy?

Mm-hmm.

You are a bad influence.

Maybe.

[Slurping drink]

[Sighs]

Well, thanks for agreeing
to help Jia, Mr. Balagan.

She's... incredible.

Mm.

You know,
her master's thesis at M.I.T.

Was on the scytale
transposition cipher

used by the spartan military.

How cool is that?

I think you need a drink

to sober you up.

I just spent my last 10 bucks.

That's no problem.

Danni, a vodka.

And for Sam here,
maybe a little water.

You sure?

He goes all wild man
with a couple waters in him.

Oh, hey,
that skiing couple said

that they'd e-mail me
their photos.

Good.

So, Jia works for Jade Dragon,

and their biggest rival
is barton secure.

You think they stole her bag?

Corporate espionage
is big business.

Sam?

It's on him.

You texted?

No.

Yeah, I got an emergency text
from you.

No, you didn't.

Yes, I did, look.

Hmm, I guess someone at
the security conference

is playing pranks on you, Hugo.

What?

Why me?

I can't think of
a single reason.

[Chuckling]

[Key card warbles,
latch unlocks]

[Shutter clicking]

Don't spend too much time

flirting, Sam,

we have a suitcase to find.

[Camera shutter clicking]

You might not believe this,

but when my life's
not in danger,

I'm actually a lot of fun.

Well, it's really brave
what you're doing.

Or really stupid.

[Sighs]

Um...

I got you this.

I thought you might
want something

to remember your trip by,

not that you want to
remember losing your bag,

but maybe there's something
you'd want to remember,

or... not.

Aw.

I really like it.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

[Shutter clicking]

Fresh towels.

I assume a rival company

would want this
computer worm, too, yes?

Yes, but how would they know
it was in my suitcase?

You told them.

You planned to sell it to them,

and this do-gooder ruse
is meant to avert suspicion.

If I was working a secret deal
with our competitors,

why would I hire you
to expose me?

Because maybe
I'm your distraction.

That's your big strategy,

blaming the victim?

Trust the reporter

to always see
in black and white.

A colleague took these
in Kang's room.

What does it mean?

Oh.

Yeah, I was right.

Kang is spying on us.

We shouldn't be doing this.

Oh, yes, we should.

We're getting closer.

Found him!

The gorilla.

All right, so
here you have the skiers,

you've got the little kid,

you've got the supermodel
with the luggage,

and here...

Is our gorilla.

Expand it.

Gavin...

You know him.

I hate him.

He's a reporter?

Mm-hmm, Gavin Grady.

My lover till he stole
my tour de France doping story.

I should've known.

He just got fired.

He must be getting desperate.

I can't read it, it's in code.

I did consult a cryptologist!

He said it could take a year...

H-hang on. Hang on!

I got another call, hang on...

Hello?

You bastard.

You're losing
your touch, Sophie.

It took you half a day
to figure that out.

Just bring it back.

Sorry, payback for stealing
my tour de France story.

The...

I've been tracking you guys
for months.

You should tell your source

to carry a different suitcase
once in a while.

The information
is encrypted, idiot.

Look, my source will decode it,

but only if we split
the byline.

Maybe...

But no tricks.

No tricks.

We share the story,
but you protect her identity.

Fine, but my name goes first,

and I want a public meet,

I don't want to get
drugged again, like Berlin.

The orchid room, Huxley hotel.

Tomorrow, 10:00 A.M.

Bring the suitcase.

Don't screw me.

I won't screw you
if you don't screw me.

[Muttering] She's totally
going to screw me...

He's totally going to screw us.

We're going to screw him.

I don't want anybody
to get screwed,

I just want my suitcase back.

Sam, are...
Are you busy right now?

No...

Yes?

Uh...

D-do you think

you'd mind listening
while I practice my...

Oh, your speech?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Okay.

My little mulcheek's
all grown up.

[Door closes]

Cognac?

Yes, please.

Thank you.

My grandmother drinks this.

At least someone in your family

has good taste, yes?

[Clink]

Oh.

I'm too late.

Another woman's
caught you already...

No, no, no, um...

It's too early.

My fiancee was...

Oh, of course.

I read about it.
I'm sorry.

That's okay.

Anyway, I prefer men
who wear shoes.

Hi.

Good morning.

Oh, did you want one, too?

[Chuckling]

Thank you.

I'll change.

[Knock on door]

Feel free to ignore that,
by the way.

Ark...

Pippa?

Ah, Pippa, come in.

Sophie Maigret,

this is Pippa Venturi, my...

What are we?

Stuck with each other?

You poor thing.

I'll see you downstairs.

Okay.

Bye.

What?

No, Pippa, it's not
what it looks like.

Even-even if,
it's none of my business.

How are you?

I need to talk to you.

It's about Rosemary.

Well, go ahead.

I-I wanted to
tell you in person...

But I-I don't know
how to say it...

Pippa, just say it.

Detective Evans...

Jason Evans,
with the big feet, yes.

He gave me
Rosemary's autopsy report,

and she was...

Rosemary...

[In a small voice]
I'm really sorry...

She was pregnant.

Did you hear me?

Yes.

I know.

You know?

Mm-hmm.

But you never said anything.

Why would I?

Maybe because
she was my sister.

[Door opens]

Pippa!

Pippa...

Pippa!

Pippa, you've suffered enough.

Talk to me.

Neither of us is
going to get over this,

but we have to learn
to live with it

to move on, okay?

Move on? Really?

Hey, uh, you want to go
for a walk, like, outside?

I didn't think so.

Pippa, I know you're angry,
but you need to listen...

Rosemary, she didn't
tell me much,

but I thought
she would've told me that.

We were going to,

that's why we came here,
to tell you in person.

We just ran out of time.

[Banging from elevator]

[Hugo, muffled] Hello?

Hey, can you hear me?
Is somebody there?

Hello!

If you can hear me,

my name is Hugo Lum,
director of hotel security!

I'm trapped in this elevator!

The emergency phone is dead,

and my radio
can't get any channels, so...

If you can her me,
get some help.

Hello?
Can you hear me?

Sam...

I don't deserve this!

Where are you coming from?

Nowhere.

[Whimpers]

[Sniffling]
I'm head of security...

Those are yesterday's clothes.

Yeah, maybe.

[Hugo screams]

She slept with you.

[Laughs]

Well, don't look so shocked.

[Hugo, muffled]
Okay, I hear voices.

Please help me!

Sam, you're in the middle
of a game,

and you don't even realize
you're being played.

It's not a game, it's real.

It's real.

Why can't you, just for once,

believe that I know
what I'm doing.

Yes, but do you know
what she's doing?

Go home and get changed.

[Elevator dings]

[Hugo banging on doors]
Hello, are you still there?

Hello, person outside, hello!

[Muffled] Damn! Damn!

Hello?

[Banging urgently]

Hugo!

Oh, God, not you.

I can help you.

No, no, no, no,
that's okay, Balagan.

Just-just call Gurjit, okay,
he'll know what to do.

No, Hugo, we need to barter.

No! What?

Yes, yes, it's easy.

You just have to do your job.

No...

Okay, whatever, just...

Just get me the hell
out of here.

Stay right there.

Balagan?

[Emergency phone rings]

Oh!

Hello! Hello.
Thank God.

Yeah.

What?

No, I don't want any pizza!

How did you get this number?

[Stammering] Who is...

[Banging angrily]

[Slurping milk]

What if Gavin doesn't show?

I'm prepared for that, too.

You know, my father said

the thing
that he admired the most

about you

was your ability to use
one strategy to hide another.

Gavin!

You look like
you slept in your car.

Sophie, you look like
you slept with...

Arkady Balagan.

Gavin Grady.

I covered you in that
wild tournament in Tripoli.

What was that, a million bucks?

That was then.

So, where's our source?

Mr. Grady, you're going to
have to come with us.

What for?

You stole a guest's bag.

That's against the law.

What proof do you have?

You are in possession
of the stolen bag.

I knew it, you set me up!

Payback.

That tour de France story
was mine!

This isn't over!

He really brought it?

My job is done.

Uh, this isn't
my suitcase either.

Whoever own this bag
has Jia's suitcase.

What is that?

I don't know.

Some sort of code.

Engineering blueprints.

Could take thousands
of hours to decrypt.

Gavin Grady stole
the suitcase from you,

but it was not your suitcase.

Jia's suitcase
was switched twice.

Once, before she even
entered the hotel,

and then again,
inside the lobby, yes?

So, there were three suitcases?

Mm-hmm.

Look, I don't care
how it happened,

I just want my bag back.

The longer it's out there,
the more danger I'm in.

When, for certain,

did you last have your bag?

I opened it in the taxi,
on the way to the hotel.

So then the first switch
must have happened

between the taxi and the lobby.

[Arguing couple, crashing vase]

Gavin could've just
brought another dummy bag

to confuse us.

Unlikely.

He was only willing to
share his byline with you

because he thought
this was Jia's,

and he couldn't read it.

Gavin didn't know anything
and now we don't know anything.

I have a speech to give.

Kang's probably
wondering where I am.

[Elevator dings]

Oh.

Oh.

Hey. I was just, uh,
coming to hear your talk.

Oh, that's very sweet.

Uh... listen.

Maybe it's too dangerous
for you to go back to China.

I think you should
come stay with me,

here.

Don't you live with
five engineering students?

Eight,

but, um, I have my own room.

Sort of.

Well, I wish I could,

but if I don't go back,

then the company would know
that I was the whistle blower,

and I'd never be safe.

[Elevator dings]

[Whispering]
I can't be seen with you.

And our first gorilla is...

Gurjit, give me back my 20.

I didn't do anything.

It's on the footage.

Who was the first gorilla?

Where did he come from?

Mr. Balagan is right.

I am an incompetent fool!

What did you see?

I know who knows.

Danni!

Hello.

How are you?

You look very nice tonight.

[Tersely] Mm-hmm.

"I want something" face.

What?

Uh, yes,

the kiosk clerk.

I need to ask him something.

Oh, wait, you mean
the ex-kiosk clerk.

My friend, Seymour,

who quit because some narcissist

threw a pastry at his head...

Yes, yes.

I need to find out who he saw

outside the hotel

after our...

Disagreement.

Please?

Just for the record,

Seymour has been working here
since, um, forever,

and he's a really good guy.

I'm sure.

I'm sorry, sir.

Your bag isn't
in our luggage room.

What?

What-what do you mean?

I have my claim ticket.

Well, perhaps there's been
a mix-up.

Don't worry,

we'll sort it out.

Just give me a minute.

I don't have a minute.

I have an important meeting now.

It's a small, black suitcase,

with wheels.

Thank you.

Okay, I will tell him.

Bye.

So...

He's not going to say
anything to you.

Until...

You...

Until I...

What?

That was an awesome talk,
thanks very much.

Can I...
Can I get a copy?

Uh...

A glass of your most
expensive single malt,

make it a double,

and charge it to penthouse one.

[Hugo chuckles quietly]

Nice one...

If you please?

If I please, what?

I-I need a seat.

Thank you.

Thank you...

Come on, Mr. Big Man,
let's hear it.

We had a misunderstanding.

Mm-hmm...

There, I admit it.

That's no apology.

I was promised an apology.

I did not mean to suggest

that you are wanting
at your job.

On the contrary,

I was merely saying
that your...

Level of competence is...

Consistent with local customs
and standards.

And?

And what?

And I regret

throwing a perfectly
good croissant

at your beautiful head.

Eh, good enough.

What?

W-what do you mean
"good enough"?

Aw, come on.

I would have made the Russian
gargle glass.

All right, what do you
want to know?

After our confrontation,

did you see anybody
outside the hotel

who was suspicious in any way?

No.

Think.

Well, there was this one guy,

uh, counting, counting,

everything in sight.

I know that counting guy.

Milk.

Room 1207.

[Knocks firmly]

Go away!

I can get your suitcase back.

[Chinese television
blares from inside]

How do you know about my bag?

That it was not yours,
it was somebody else's.

I don't have anyone else's bag.

I don't even have my bag.

It was stolen from
the luggage room,

where it was supposed to be
perfectly safe!

Yours was stolen, too?

Yes.
[Stammering]

Stolen too?

What?

Someone stole Jia's suitcase
from the luggage room

thinking it was
the counting guy's.

Okay, this puzzle's
really puzzling.

Sammy, it's simple.

For you maybe.

I will explain.

Oh, you will, will you?

[Alcina scoffs]

Sam, you are Gavin.

Mr. Balagan,

you are counting guy,

and I am Jia.

Counting guy

accidentally took Jia's bag,

and Jia ended up with his.

Then Gavin then took
what he thought was Jia's bag,

and left her the fake,

and counting guy put Jia's bag
in the luggage room,

thinking it was his.

Then someone stole it.

Easy.

But why would somebody

want to steal
counting guy's bag?

Because they want this,

whatever this is.

Mr. Balagan...

What is it?

An unexpected twist.

I found it.

I found Jia's bag.

I have to hide it
somewhere safe.

Why, Mr. Balagan?

Because I'm still not
sure who I can trust.

We can put it in 718,
it's empty.

Good idea, Alcina.

Your sex life is
clouding your judgment.

I think it might be love.

Well, while you were in love,

you fell asleep,

and she took my spare
key card from your wallet...

No.

Yes, and planted this
in my suite.

Okay, no, there's no way
that Jia would do that.

I knew there was a reason
why she slept with you,

and when I find her
in room 718,

you will see I was right.

Sorry.

What are you doing here?

Mattress testing.

What are you doing here?

The bag, where is it?

Well, that is the problem

with those
little devices, Sophie.

I never said I had your bag,
I said I have your bug.

So, you said

you were you're going to
publish Jia's story,

but you're the one

who's going to sell it
to barton secure,

jade dragon's rival.

I am on assignment
for "The Journal."

But corporate espionage
pays better.

Name your price.

I really don't have
Jia's suitcase.

Why bug my room?

Well, now,
how could I trust you?

You always play more than
one strategy.

And so do you.

Your father must be proud.

Question,

how long have you been
working with Barton Secure?

Nine months maybe.

And when did Jia contact you?

Five months ago.

[Cell phone rings]

What is it, Sam?

Well, ignore Gavin's threats.

All we have to do
is follow the suitcase,

it's fine.

Yes, 10 minutes.

I can still get you
what's in Jia's suitcase,

but you're going to
have to pretend to be

a genuine journalist
for 15 minutes.

Can you do that?

I can do that.

And triple my fee.

I know where your suitcase is,

but I need your help first.

You found it?

I counted 17 companies
with sufficient motive.

I invented something,

something big.

And you hoped to sell it
at this conference.

I had these meetings set up,
but then my bag gets stolen?

Coincidence?

Or are they simply
too cheap to pay me

what my invention's worth?

You were watching
a mandarin show on your tv.

Oh, I speak eight languages...

English, French,
German, Spanish,

Portuguese...

Translate something for me.

This.

I'll need my dictionary.

How would someone
break into the luggage room?

I told you, it's impossible.

So, who installed
the key card system?

I don't know, Arkady,
some company.

Hugo, if you help me,

I can make this hacker
stop pranking you.

Yeah, nice try,

you don't know
which ones are doing it.

It's just one,

and I can make him stop.

Hey, Glenn,

I just hacked into
your plenty of fish account.

[Laughing]

Who's Berth...
Oh, she's... flexible.

[Laughing along] Whoa.

So...

You messed with
the reservations.

It was entertaining.

Locking the security dick
in the elevator?

[Guys laugh]

Hilarious,

but stealing a suitcase

from the luggage room
at the hotel, now, that...

Excuse us for a second, boys...

Excuse us.

All right, you got me.

I stole Lester's bag
out of the luggage lock-up,

but get this,
the guy's a genius.

It was a dummy bag.

It was just filled with
a bunch of...

Women's clothing?

[Laughing] Yeah!

And a toy elephant.

Ashwell is
a huge multi-national,

why would you resort
to petty theft?

We tried to buy
Lester's invention,

but he's nuts.

We decided
it'd be cheaper to be sued

than pay what he was asking.

And what did he invent?

Can't say,

but it's paradigm shifting.

And his price?

A billion dollars.

[Chuckles]

Lester...

Sit.

You have one minute
to negotiate a deal,

or no one gets anything.

Go!

I said a billion.

One million.

A billion.

One million.

500 million.

Five million.

462 million.

Lester...

Are you kidding me?

[Sighs]

50 million.

Done!

Go get the suitcase, fast.

I have your translation
for you.

I wrote it down.

Thank you.

Ah...

Just what I thought.

Now, where's my suitcase?

One moment.

Sam!

Here you go.

Thank you,
thank you, thank you.

They're blueprints
for my invention.

Top secret.

I created the code myself.

It's part elvish.

Impressive.

One moment...

I can see why this invention
is so valuable.

A security camera scrambler.

The average person

gets their photo taken
by CCTV cameras

16 times a day,

but with this invention,

you are video-invisible.

I can imagine its appeal.

Thank you.

Is that my suitcase?

No, it's mine.

Well, it's half-mine,
right, Sophie?

Gavin, out on bail already?

Charges dropped.

We had a deal.

No, we cut the deal
when you had the suitcase.

Now you have nothing
and this story is mine.

I still have a story,

of Jia Zhang,

Chinese cryptologist
for jade dragon security,

attempting to leak
information to "The Journal."

You would put her life at risk

for two columns on page 8...

Okay, okay, wait,
both of you, stop, stop.

Sophie,

would you not share a byline

to save Jia's life?

Of course.

And, Gavin, you promise
to protect Jia's anonymity?

Better be worth it.

Well...

Here you go.

What is it?

It's a computer worm.

It targets networks.

It can destroy a country's
entire infrastructure.

Everything you need to bring
a country to its knees.

I can hear
the Pulitzer calling me...

Uh, us.

Okay, well, it's been fun,

but I have a flight to catch.

Please, allow me.

Oh, thank you.

Bye-bye.

Thank you for everything.

Sam...

Never mind, never mind.

So, champagne at the bar?

If it's on you.

What are you doing?

He's going to steal that.

That is the point.

Are you coming?

I'll take the next one.

Uh...

Maybe I can
save up, come visit,

I could get a job there...

It's time for me to go.

I'll see you again, maybe.

[Sighs]

What do you mean,
Gavin gets it?

You promised me.

I tripled your fee!

I did you a favour.

I saved your reputation.

While you were playing Jia,
Jia was playing you.

What?

Look.

Remember when Jia said

that Kang was making
notes of her?

That was a lie.

He was keeping track of you.

He followed me.

Kang was Jia's partner,

and you were the target.

Well, she was a professional.

She was three moves
ahead of you.

She picked you.

She posed as a whistle blower,

and she tried to feed you
disinformation.

I should have known.

Well, it was
a classic misdirect.

Barton secure develops
an anti-virus

for a fake computer worm...

And jade dragon
sells the real worm

to the highest bidder.

Yes, the gorilla.

Well, at least Gavin's
reputation will be ruined

with a story about a worm
that doesn't exist.

You're welcome.

Thank you.

You should call...

If you ever leave this hotel.

[♪]

Are you okay, Sam?

Yeah.

I'm fine.

You know, it's, uh, it's cool.

She had to go.

Whatever, I understand...

Sam...

Sam, Sam...

Jia had nothing to gain
by sleeping with you.

Her move was motivated
solely by...

By affection.

Yeah?

Yeah.

So...

That means that...

I was right, and...

You were wrong?

I've been wrong before,

back in the 20th century.

Shall we resume our game?

Yeah.

I'm on a roll.

[♪]

Starfruit!

Starfruit!

Is a6 to b7.

My son, Christopher,
has vanished,

and you are going to find him.

And why is that?

Because I'm Vivian Huxley.

The least you could do

is find the birthday girl's
missing kid.

He does not have to
punch a clock with his mother.

We'll find him, Vivian.

Screwing the help
is inevitable.

The police pulled a body
from the inlet.

We'd like you to come
to the morgue.

[♪]