Numb3rs (2005–2010): Season 2, Episode 21 - Rampage - full transcript
After an assailant opens fire in the FBI offices, Charlie does not want to return.
Good morning. How are you?
Good, Tony.
♪
Never met her.
Your hard drive says
you're a liar, McCall.
We've recovered e-mails,
chat room conversations,
the whole sick courtship.
You're a registered sex offender
with an appetite
for teenage girls.
That's what all the
neighborhood flyers say.
You're sick, Ryan.
You need help.
Your first step is to be honest.
Honest with us.
Honest with yourself.
These calculations are only
gonna give us broad suggestions
not... not concrete answers.
Charlie, the clock's running, so, I
mean, I'll take whatever you've got.
Hey, Megan.
Hey. How's it going?
David's hit him from
pretty much every angle,
but he's just not
having any luck in there.
Oh, and the victim's
still refusing to talk,
and the files we
found on the computer
aren't enough to hold
him, never mind convict.
I think physical evidence is
our only chance to put it together.
Well, there's always Charlie's
inequality bounding thing.
Yeah, there is always Charlie's
inequality bounding thing.
Examined the defined
data points for both...
Charlie, Charlie,
Charlie... All right, all right.
There's two dogs chained to
different corners of the backyard.
Right. And the
lengths of their chains
as well as their
respective positions
will limit the area that
they can come into contact.
So, what, we do the same
thing with McCall and the victim?
Starting with the
known locations,
and employing the
time frames of the attack,
we can focus our
search efforts on this...
Get down!
Stay down!
Where is he?
Get down!
All right, paramedics.
Who's hit? Who's down?
He's still breathing.
Hey, you all right?
Did you get hit? Huh?
Let me see. No. No!
You sure? I'm okay!
SWAT's mobilizing, the
paramedics are on their way,
I got two bullet wounds,
they're both minor,
and some cuts from the glass.
And that's it? No.
Whoever this guy is,
I think he got who he came for.
We all use math every day.
To predict
weather, to tell time,
to handle money.
Math is more than
formulas and equations.
It's logic.
Math is more than
formulas and equations.
It's rationality.
It's using your mind to solve
the biggest mysteries we know.
So, the shooter's wallet
says his name is Alec Schane.
He's a realtor from Pasadena.
He walked in the
door and told them
he had information
about a museum robbery.
Then he met Agent
Labella at the elevators,
disarmed him and
put him in a choke hold.
How's he do that, how's he...
how's he disarm an agent?
Well, all Labella could say was
that he was really
fast and really strong.
And then Schane used
him as a human shield
and he let off 15 rounds.
And only one fatality?
Yeah, Ryan McCall, the
predicate sex offender.
SWAT team gave the
all-clear to reenter the building,
but Evidence Response wants a
few hours to check out the bullpen.
All right. Why don't you just
grab whatever space you can,
start working on the connection between
Schane and the... the sex offender?
All right? Uh-huh.
Did you see anything?
Hey, Charlie.
Hey. How you
doing? You all right?
I'm fine. I'm fine.
How is... How is everybody?
Look, all things considered,
I'd say we got off lucky.
Lucky.
He nearly killed all of us, huh?
I don't see how you get up
and deal with this every day.
Eh, you know. I don't
get shot at every day.
Come on, I'll get
you some coffee.
I gotta go, I got... I
should go back to school.
And you should
get some work done.
Mr. Schane?
Mr. Schane, can you hear me?
I'd like to know why
you shot Ryan McCall.
Did he assault your daughter?
Mrs. Schane?
Have you ever seen
this man before?
No, I've never seen him before.
How about you, Samantha?
No?
Do you have any idea why
your husband would do this?
Well, I still don't
believe that he did.
What did he say?
He asked for a lawyer.
Then I shouldn't talk
to you either, should I?
Mrs. Schane, your husband killed
a man inside of a federal building.
We're just trying
to understand why.
Well, I can't help you
understand what I don't!
And if he doesn't want
to cooperate with you...
I trust him.
And, so, Don and
I are simply talking.
Talking about
inequality bounding.
And, uh...
And then I heard breaking glass
and a bullet goes past my head.
There's noise.
There's blood.
Chaos. Chaos...
Chaos presupposes, uh, an
observable or measurable system.
A deterministic equation
with an outcome sensitive
to initial c-conditions.
Yeah, well, I was speaking
in the vernacular, Charles.
And, yet, you know, we have stumbled
on a rather lofty discussion here.
Because one could argue
that violence on the human scale
is reflective of a
fundamental state,
as evident from the magnificent
collisions of subatomic particles,
the operatic
clashes of galaxies.
Is that supposed to
be reassuring, Larry?
On the macro level,
yes, absolutely.
Though microcosmically,
perhaps not so much.
Don laughs it off like
it's some funny thing
that happened at the office.
Well, it's a coping
mechanism, Charlie.
I mean, he sees violence daily,
so he processes it with humor.
Speaking of which,
how are you coping?
Why is... Everyone's
asking me that, why?
Because a little bit of
post-traumatic stress
is... is natural,
if not inevitable.
And for you to return
to work this early,
I think is... God, man!
Look, guys, hey,
uh, I need to
concentrate on this.
So, can you guys, um...
Yeah. O-Okay. Of course.
Okay. Thank you. Thank you.
Listen, Charlie, if
you want to talk...
Yes, your concern is
appreciated. It really is.
I just... Allow me to work.
Please.
No, no.
If Schane knew McCall,
there's no public record of it.
What about the daughter?
She didn't react to his picture.
And there's no Internet
contact, McCall's usual MO.
I'm starting to think it might
be something entirely different.
Just an attack against the FBI.
He's chairman of his PTA.
You couldn't find a more typical
suburban dad than Alec Schane.
Yeah, but there's no
record of depression,
and there's no sudden
changes of behavior at work.
All right, that's what
he doesn't have, so...
Well, I can tell you what he does
have is some serious technique.
Yeah, he's fast.
And I pulled that move straight
from the Quantico playbook.
Yeah, and he countered with
a flawlessly executed leg shoot.
I mean, that's a classic
self-defense move.
Yeah, he's obviously got
some martial arts training.
Well, that's some
serious training.
Come in here with the
confidence to disarm an agent?
Well, Alec Schane
was a student here.
What is this about?
It's about a savate kick.
A savate kick followed by
a hadaka-jime combination.
Koketsu is the only discipline
that teaches this combination,
and yours is the only
Koketsu dojo in the county.
Sensei.
Where'd you study?
I teach Krav Maga at the Y.
And I've seen your
exhibitions on self-defense.
Alec Schane.
Brown belt in less
than three years.
What happened?
He disarmed a federal agent
and shot three
people, one fatally.
Apparently, using techniques
that he learned here.
Alec isn't just a good fighter,
he's a dedicated
member of the dojo.
He brings a positive
attitude to every class.
And have you seen any
change in that attitude of late?
There was a problem with Kurt.
Who's Kurt?
Older guy,
came in for a few
classes, then dropped out.
The two of them
seemed friendly at first,
but after a week,
Alec went cold, hostile even.
I suspected that that's why
Kurt stopped showing up.
Do you happen to remember
if they'd done any work
on this combination?
A lot.
Kurt signed up specifically
to learn disarming techniques.
Do you have an
address on this guy,
from a credit card
receipt maybe?
Let me check my files.
Excuse me. Thank you.
Krav Maga at the Y?
Okay, you know, you're
gonna arrest people
that are 100 pounds
heavier than you,
you're gonna need
to learn some hobbies.
You know, if he's been rehearsing
this combination with this Kurt guy...
That means there's
another person out there
who's capable of
launching a second attack.
Maybe a bigger attack.
This sketch is based
on the jujitsu instructor's
best description of Kurt.
About 180 pounds, slight accent,
maybe German, maybe Dutch.
He didn't seem to know.
Because of the possibility that he
might be planning a similar attack,
we have every law enforcement agency
in Southern California on high alert.
I see in your notes Kurt
Weiland was a bogus name
and the address
he gave the dojo.
Schane's out of
critical condition,
but he's still refusing to talk.
You know, if McCall had sexually
abused someone close to Schane,
I think he'd be talking to us
or talking to the
press, you know?
He'd be throwing out a
justification for his actions.
Yeah, he spent two weeks
teaching these same
techniques to somebody else.
I... I don't think
McCall was the target.
All right, guys, look.
Ballistics just matched
the bullet that killed McCall
to your gun.
Yeah, exactly.
So, AST wants you
on restricted duty
until they can get
the shooting team
to take a look at
this. I'm sorry, but...
Don, it's obviously an accident,
it's a ricochet or something.
- I know.
These bullets were
flying all over the place.
It's all right, it's all right.
All right. Restricted duty.
Just means no field duty
until they can clear you.
You know, do a psychiatric
review, that sort of thing.
And you know, a
psychiatric review
is totally standard procedure.
You do this long enough,
we've all been through one.
Exactly. I mean, you should
take advantage, you know?
I mean, take a few days
off, go surfing, whatever.
All right, look, guys, I... I
appreciate it, thank you.
But if this guy's
still out here,
may be planning another attack,
I'm gonna be here. You
need everybody on this case.
I'll be on my desk. I'm
not going anywhere.
All right.
So we're going
with the assumption
that this Kurt is
planning another attack.
I know, but, look,
this one, I just don't see
how my math can help you.
Well, that's the thing. We gotta
make sense of the first one, right?
We get Schane's motive, maybe that'll
tell us something about Kurt, right?
And you remember that work
you did with, uh... uh, paths?
W-What, combinatorial
optimization?
Sure, there's
minimum spanning tree,
the traveling salesman problem.
Neither of which are
applicable to this analysis.
Well, how about applying
weights to the potential victims?
Right, like what you did with
the threat analysis but in reverse.
See if we can figure out
who the intended target was.
If there was a target at all.
Larry, come over here.
Tell me, does the shooter's
path look Brownian to you?
Well, stochastic, sure,
Markovian, maybe,
but Brownian? Let me see.
Wait, wait, wait,
wait, I do see this.
See what? What?
Picture a pool table,
with the cue ball
in constant motion.
The cue ball, our shooter,
is following a straight path
until it hits an obstacle,
another ball or a
boundary, the rail,
and then it sets off
in a new straight path
until it hits another obstacle.
The table is the office,
the ball is the people in it?
Yeah, a Brownian
path would indicate
an initially random direction
followed by random
direction change,
which means he wasn't moving
toward any particular point.
Or shooting at any
particular person.
In fact, inflicting injury
might not have even
been his intention.
If I can examine the diffusion,
I may be able to shed
light on his motive.
Well, look, we got the war
room up and running again.
You can look at the
security footage. How's that?
I can't... I can't go downtown.
Well, not now. I...
I'm in-between classes in
my cognitive emergence work.
Charlie, we're talking
about another attack.
Don, you're not listening.
I'm saying I can work
on your case, okay?
I just... I can work here,
and I can work at home.
And... Anything you
have, send it to me.
Oh, he doesn't seem good, huh?
Well, protests to the contrary,
yesterday's events seem to
have affected his demeanor.
Yeah, well, a bullet
misses you by that little,
you get a new look
inside of your own head.
Look, I understand.
I just think you need
to acknowledge the
emotional impact of that.
Yeah.
He'll be all right.
Right?
♪
I had this screen
capture enhanced.
Schane may not have liked Kurt,
but that's exactly who drove
him the morning of the attack.
Had his ID confirmed
by the jujitsu instructor.
And the plates on the car came
back to a Motorco rental car company,
stolen off the lot
two hours before.
He didn't even
change the plates?
Knew it wouldn't show up
on the hot sheets in time?
Put out an APB,
hope we'll get lucky.
Gets more done at his
desk than the entire FBI.
Anyway, that facial recognition
software came up with nothing,
so I'm gonna go out wide
to local law enforcement,
see if we can't get
an ID on this guy.
He's taking it pretty hard.
We all know he's
gonna get cleared.
He has had a pretty bad day.
And I think, all in all,
he's hanging pretty tough.
I remember buying those.
Little did I suspect
that it would take you 20
years to play with them.
I can't make sense of this path,
so I figured reconstructing the office
with a three-dimensional
model might jog some thoughts.
Well, why don't you
just go down there?
You haven't said much
about what happened.
Well, you didn't seem
to wanna talk about it.
I don't.
I figured that
you might want to.
I figured that you'd be... What?
Upset? Angry?
Freaked out.
Well, no, I was,
um, um, uh, relieved.
But, yeah, yeah,
I was freaked out.
I was looking right at him.
I gotta tell you, I don't think I knew
what being scared was before that.
You know, fear is a very
practical feeling, Charlie.
It's, um...
Well, it's mostly common sense,
telling you not to poke
the alligator with the stick.
I know this... this kind of thing
happening again is improbable, but...
Just the thought of
going back to Don's office
just puts knots in my stomach.
And I realize
the only thing I'm
really afraid of is...
Is being afraid again.
Hey, Charlie.
You remember Sam Tichell?
How could I forget him?
He terrorized me through
the whole third grade,
and I had to wait
for Don every day,
to walk home from school.
Yeah.
And the one time Don
didn't walk you home?
I got into a fight
with Sam Tichell.
Right in the Meyers' front yard.
No, I know, I was, uh, standing
at the window, watching.
I saw him knock you
down from behind.
I didn't come
outside to help you.
Yeah, you did.
You broke us up.
Eventually, but not right away.
See, Charlie, you
were always so loved,
you were always so protected.
It was at that moment that
I wanted you to understand
that the world was not
always gonna be a safe place.
I came outside to help you
only when you
started to fight back.
Because that's when I knew
that you had enough heart
to take whatever life
was gonna throw at you.
What's the first
thing a New Yorker
notices about L.A.?
No good pizza.
Okay, the second thing.
Everyone drives everywhere.
You're gonna steal a
car out of a rental lot,
how you gonna get there?
Drive your own car, park
it somewhere nearby?
You can't take the bus or a cab,
'cause somebody
might remember you.
When you're done with that car,
where you gonna dump it?
Somewhere close
to where you parked.
Wait a minute. Do you
see something up there?
Yes, I do.
I guess we won't be finding
Kurt's prints on that car.
You know, I'm getting
the feeling that this guy
isn't just following
some soccer dad's lead.
More like the mastermind
behind the scene,
two steps ahead of us.
Yeah, only he knows where
this is going and we don't.
Just got the crime
scene reports back
on the torched car.
Yeah? Anything? No, nothing.
If we don't catch a break
soon, the next time we see Kurt
is gonna be the next
time he decides to attack.
This is forensics on McCall.
Now, the bullet that killed him
had Schane's blood and tissue on it.
It went through his shoulder, the
window, and landed in McCall's skull.
So, you got nothing to worry about with
the shooting team. It's gonna be a walk.
All right. Well, how long till I'm
back in the field, do you think?
Looks like a week, maybe two.
Yeah. I don't know why it
sounded better when I heard it, but...
A man's dead, Don.
Colby, what, you
cleared your line of fire.
Y-You took a good shot,
the bullet took a bad bounce.
Now, come on, there's
nothing you can do about that.
It's not your fault.
Yeah, I know, it might
not be my fault, Don,
but it's still my bullet.
Your dad says you've
been in here all night.
I was sure that the shooter's
path was, was Brownian.
That the pure randomness would,
would somehow tell me something
about Schane's actions.
Something isn't right.
I tried using a
loop-erased random walk,
tinkered with a
Langevin equation,
and still, there's
a disparity there,
telling me something, that maybe,
uh, this isn't Brownian motion,
that maybe there's a
corruption in the data,
I don't know.
At the Jaipur Observatory,
they have these huge,
magnificent sundials,
and they're so
accurate, they were used
to set standard
time until the 1940s.
Now India's standard time is
set by the Allahabad Observatory.
Do you know why?
I'm assuming because
Allahabad is more accurate.
No.
In order to keep all of
India in the same time zone,
they had to split the difference
between the east and
west halves of the country.
And Allahabad is exactly
five and a half hours
off of Greenwich Mean Time.
I see that your metaphors
are starting to sound
a lot like Larry's metaphors.
The Jaipur sundials
aren't wrong, Charlie.
The sun and the moon
still move through
the sky the same way.
You see, people have changed
their perspectives
on time, Charlie.
I think what Amita's telling you
is to take a step back
from your problem,
try a new perspective.
Or a new dimension.
Oh, now, there's
a toy I remember.
Tessa... It's a tesseract.
A four-dimensional hypercube.
It could be why I
bought those soldiers.
Those I can understand.
A square on a chalkboard
represents two dimensions.
An x and y-axis.
Add a third
dimension, a z-axis...
You get a cube.
See, I do have a passing
familiarity with geometry.
Right, but three-dimensional
objects exist in a fourth dimension,
in... in... in... in time.
So, if we add a fourth
dimension to the cube,
just like we added a third
dimension to the square,
we get a tesseract, but this
isn't really a tesseract,
just like that
isn't really a cube.
See, my mistake was that I took
a two-dimensional mapping data,
and brought it into
the third dimension.
I'm... I'm still short
one dimension.
You mean time?
I need to see a picture
of a man's movements
through real time.
I'll have to go back to the FBI.
Hey, guys.
How we doing?
Hey.
Charlie?
Oh, yeah, they must
have brought this out here.
We'll get you
another one, all right?
Everything all right?
We're gonna need the
surveillance footage,
some tripods,
a laser pointer,
and we're gonna need string.
String?
Lots of string.
This is a four-dimensional
modeling program.
It's used to analyze
weather patterns,
geographical surveys,
even factory efficiency.
And this is Schane's
journey through the office.
And when we render it over time,
the flaw becomes apparent.
What do you mean, flaw?
Well, up until this point...
And after this point...
His movements are reactive.
But here, here, they aren't.
So, what, you saying
he... he found a target?
The opposite.
Don, remember when I compared
Brownian motion to a cue ball
ricocheting across a pool table?
It's as if the cue ball saw
that it was about
to hit the eight ball
and stopped dead in its tracks
and turned around.
Schane pulled a 180.
The only time he
retraced his steps.
So what backed him off?
Roughly? This workspace.
More specifically,
I believe he was avoiding
one or both of these people,
making a very specific effort
not to shoot at them.
John DeVries and Dave Taggart.
They're both GS-7
intelligence assistants.
Criminal data
entry and analysis,
both with top secret
clearance. Mmm-hmm.
There's no connections to
Schane yet, but I'm still digging.
All right, well, get their
computers stripped,
put them in the
rooms, all right?
Yeah, I got DeVries in One.
Taggart called in
sick after the shooting.
What do you
mean, called in sick?
Get him in here. I don't care.
I got Megan and Dave on their
way to pick him up right now.
Heard the Agent Shooting
Team is gonna clear Colby.
I heard the same.
How come everybody
seems happy about it but him?
Never seen him shut
down like that before.
You know, it may not
be about this shooting.
Sometimes, intense
events can open up
all kinds of other doors.
Looks like somebody got
up early and packed for a trip.
Looks like somebody
saw us coming, too.
It's still warm.
When you were a kid, were you
the worst at hide-and-go-seek ever?
DeVries is checking
out clean, but Taggart,
on the other hand, seems
to have had a reason to run.
He's got a second bank
account in Wichita Falls.
He's had deposits
of 10, 20 and $50,000
over the last four months.
So what, he's being paid off?
What does 80 grand get him?
Well, check this out. Taggart's
been using our databases
to access personal information
about Schane's family.
He gets the wife's DMV file,
his daughter's school schedule
he's even been pulling photos
off the LAPD public
surveillance cams.
This must be why a real
estate agent from Pasadena
ends up attacking an FBI office.
Yeah, it also backs up Charlie's thing
about him changing direction, right?
He shoots Taggart,
Kurt kills his family.
Why make him attack
us to begin with?
Victor Meuller.
He's an arms dealer,
on trial for selling decommissioned
Soviet tanks and fighter jets
to the wrong countries.
On trial, as in it
already started?
Two weeks ago, and it's
expected to go for three months.
Taggart's computer
logs show him phishing
through Meuller's case files
on three separate occasions,
then downloading what he found
to a flash drive on the
morning of the shooting.
The techs say the data theft
wouldn't have even showed up
for weeks or months, if
they hadn't been looking for it.
Victor Meuller, he's on trial.
He knows he's going to jail,
so he needs the
names and addresses
of the witnesses against him.
And you were willing to
sell a hit list for money.
I don't know what rock he
turned over, but he found you.
Now, the problem is, you had
no way to get the case file out.
No way past the screeners.
Unless there's an emergency
evacuation of this building,
like if some crazy
son of a bitch
goes on a shooting rampage.
I don't have to answer
any of your questions.
Then don't, because the
computer trail is more than enough
to convict you as is.
The real question is how much
of forever you wanna spend in jail.
Tell us about Kurt.
He's a freelance hitter Meuller
brought over from Europe.
So how did the two
of you find Schane?
Kurt cruised the
self-defense schools,
looking for someone random,
untraceable.
Schane stood out.
Big, fast...
Good enough to
disarm an FBI agent.
Dave, you threatened
to murder his family.
That was Kurt.
Things he said he'd
do to Schane's family
made me sick.
I want you to tell us what
witness he's after next.
And where do we find him?
Even if I knew, I
wouldn't tell you.
I have family, too.
Interpol just ID'd the picture.
His real name,
believe it or not, is Kurt.
Kurt Delock.
South African Special Forces,
451st Parachute Battalion.
Yeah, he's suspected
of doing wet work
for the secret police
during apartheid.
He's wanted in
five countries. Six.
We have extra security
on the courthouse
and on everyone
connected to the Meuller trial
and two witnesses have been
moved to new safe houses.
Eh, it's too defensive, no,
uh-uh, I mean, this guy's too good.
We got to take the
game to him, I think.
I mean, we'd better be
anticipating what he's gonna do next.
You guys ever notice how a criminal
trial exhibits self-organized criticality?
A self-organized criticality,
it describes the ability
of multibody systems
to manifest complex behavior.
So, forest fires, earthquakes,
financial markets.
All right, picture
a pile of sand.
As more sand
falls onto the pile,
let's say a grain at a time,
the grains come to
rest at a landing position.
As the slope of
the pile steepens,
the pile reaches what
we call a critical state,
a state in which, if a
single grain of sand
falls onto the pile
in the right position,
you can create an avalanche.
It's actually got a name.
It's called the
Bak-Tang-Wiesenfeld sandpile.
Kurt doesn't have
to kill every witness
to collapse this case,
just the key one or two.
You have that Meuller
file? Mmm-hmm.
Okay, how do we find this grain
of sand you're talking about?
We apply values to
components of the case,
significance of the
witnesses or vulnerability.
Hang on a second. Agent
Matt Pribitech, all right?
This case against Meuller
started with a sting in Belgrade,
a phony missile buy.
Pribitech was the undercover.
He was the key to this case.
He's in so deep, he's
testifying in closed court.
Which would explain why Kurt
needed the file, right, to ID him.
Hmm, without performing
an initial analysis... Pribitech?
Sounds like a likely
candidate to me.
Pribitech's in the air right
now, on his way from Prague.
He's scheduled to testify
at the end of the week.
All right, I'm gonna
call the airport.
Why don't you and David
meet him at the gate, huh? Yeah.
That's him.
What's he doing?
He doesn't know he's
been compromised.
Maybe he's just being careful.
I think that's your
department. Yeah.
Why don't you guys
wear billboards?
Your cover's been blown, Matt.
You think I don't know that?
Kurt's got my family.
Dave Taggart is under arrest.
Every cop in the county
has Kurt Delock's photograph.
I know they
threatened your family.
You have a duress
defense for the attacks,
but it's not gonna get you
very far if you don't help us out.
And we could put your
family in protective custody,
but we're not gonna
lie to you, Alec.
The only way they're
truly safe is if we find Kurt.
He showed me pictures
of Trish and Sam,
told me what he'll
do to them if I...
Delock is threatening
another man's family now.
Another wife,
and two kids,
only this time, he went
and kidnapped them.
He's gonna do to that family
what he threatened to do to yours
if you don't help me out.
There's a trailer.
Out in Needles.
He made me go out there
to meet him a few times.
Pribitech.
You're going to
change your testimony,
do you understand?
When Victor
Meuller is acquitted,
your family goes home. If not...
I need to talk to them first.
Soon enough.
Now, take down
these directions, Agent.
That's gotta be it.
Yep, there's the trailer,
right where he said it would be.
Three heat signatures,
all stationary.
All right, so, mother,
daughter, son, right?
How are we doing on SWAT?
I told them to stay back
till we knew what
we were dealing with.
Eppes.
All right, Kurt just called
Pribitech with directions.
That doesn't make any sense.
Why let Pribitech see his family
before he changes his testimony?
'Cause he's planning to
kill them all at the same time.
There's gotta be hundreds of
pounds of fertilizer at that trailer.
Let me see.
Oh, yeah, that's an oil bomb.
You think McVeigh,
Oklahoma City.
Did we get a trace?
Don, it's a cell phone.
We have it triangulated
down to one of two towers,
right in your backyard.
I'm going. Hang
on a second, Don.
Lieutenant, you're
not going anywhere.
If you show up there,
he's gonna kill you
and your family with you.
But if Delock's
watching the trailer...
I know, we can't
approach, right?
How long for a
helicopter, you think?
It's a half an hour, at least.
Can you, uh, can you access
a satellite image of the area?
Through DOD, but it's
gonna be 10 or 15 minutes old.
That's fine.
Okay, the cell phone
towers are where?
Here and here.
And where's Don?
He's right about here.
And the blast radius of a
50-pound ammonium nitrate bomb
is about like this,
which leaves us a
safety zone right there.
What are you doing?
Among other things,
trying to find a projection
of affine three-space onto this
sphere subject to open constraints.
Assuming that he can't see Don,
but he can see the trailer.
Don,
there's a dirt road
leading to a rise about half a
mile southeast of where you are.
You're gonna find him
somewhere along there.
All right, guys, let's move out.
Let me see these.
All right, guys, let's do it.
They tell me there's
a dirt road back there.
If you stay small, they
don't think he'll see you.
All right. Be careful, now.
I got a cell
phone-activated trigger.
There's no sign of a
pressure plate or a trip wire.
Let me know when
you're in position.
I'm ready.
We're going in.
This is the FBI.
Don't move, don't move an inch.
Put the phone down.
Put it down, now.
One button and
the trailer blows up.
I pull this trigger,
your head blows up.
Keep your hands
where I can see them.
Just back up toward my voice.
The Northern Alliance
was already in Kandahar.
The Taliban was running this rear guard
action out of the Shahi Kot mountains.
There were just caves
and bunkers everywhere.
Seemed like every night these guys
would come out and just pound us with RPGs.
So, finally, one night,
we decided to cut them off
and set up an ambush
in between the base camp
and the pass where they
would go up into the mountains.
I mean, no one realized
the SAS was already up there
working that area.
By the time they put
together our ambush
with their call for help,
there were already two
British soldiers dead.
That doesn't make it your fault.
Then or now.
I know. I know.
We never found out whose
bullets killed our guys up there.
I guess I just made my
peace with not knowing.
They give you your discharge,
send you home, you go
back to your own life, and...
You know, you just
think the war is over.
But, man, it's just
always inside of you,
just waiting to come out
when something reminds you.
So, what are you gonna do?
Guess that depends on how
many more beers we got in that bag.
Enough.
Hey.
Where the hell did Evidence
Response put the sugar?
I don't know.
Some week?
Yeah. I mean, I'm... I'm cool
until everything quiets down.
Then it's like, my head is a
bad neighborhood to be in.
Hey.
Do you know
that if you bend a
piece of spaghetti,
it'll always break into
three or more pieces?
No, Charlie, I can't say I do.
Richard Feynman and Danny
Hillis spent an entire night
bending spaghetti.
Took them 20 years to figure out
why you cannot
break spaghetti in half.
And why is that?
Fragmentation theory.
Math stuff.
What's your point? Not
every story has a point.
Sometimes, you, uh...
You just bend spaghetti
to watch it break.
Oh, yeah, look at that. Right?
Hi, Alan.
Looks like the office is
almost back to normal.
Yeah, we're getting there now.
Who you looking
for, Don or Charlie?
Oh, I was just in the
area, and I was, uh,
I was gonna check on, uh...
Wait, I did it.
Yeah, but that's not bending it.
You snapped it.
That's not bending it.
Actually, I would,
uh, I was gonna see
if you'd had dinner yet.
I was just thinking about
some leftover dim
sum in my refrigerator.
Oh, really? I think we
could do better than that.
Really? Should we get the boys?
You know what?
They look fine where they are.
What about fettuccine?
It works with any... any pasta.
Linguini? Oh,
I'm sure linguini...
What about the
thick spaghetti...
Good, Tony.
♪
Never met her.
Your hard drive says
you're a liar, McCall.
We've recovered e-mails,
chat room conversations,
the whole sick courtship.
You're a registered sex offender
with an appetite
for teenage girls.
That's what all the
neighborhood flyers say.
You're sick, Ryan.
You need help.
Your first step is to be honest.
Honest with us.
Honest with yourself.
These calculations are only
gonna give us broad suggestions
not... not concrete answers.
Charlie, the clock's running, so, I
mean, I'll take whatever you've got.
Hey, Megan.
Hey. How's it going?
David's hit him from
pretty much every angle,
but he's just not
having any luck in there.
Oh, and the victim's
still refusing to talk,
and the files we
found on the computer
aren't enough to hold
him, never mind convict.
I think physical evidence is
our only chance to put it together.
Well, there's always Charlie's
inequality bounding thing.
Yeah, there is always Charlie's
inequality bounding thing.
Examined the defined
data points for both...
Charlie, Charlie,
Charlie... All right, all right.
There's two dogs chained to
different corners of the backyard.
Right. And the
lengths of their chains
as well as their
respective positions
will limit the area that
they can come into contact.
So, what, we do the same
thing with McCall and the victim?
Starting with the
known locations,
and employing the
time frames of the attack,
we can focus our
search efforts on this...
Get down!
Stay down!
Where is he?
Get down!
All right, paramedics.
Who's hit? Who's down?
He's still breathing.
Hey, you all right?
Did you get hit? Huh?
Let me see. No. No!
You sure? I'm okay!
SWAT's mobilizing, the
paramedics are on their way,
I got two bullet wounds,
they're both minor,
and some cuts from the glass.
And that's it? No.
Whoever this guy is,
I think he got who he came for.
We all use math every day.
To predict
weather, to tell time,
to handle money.
Math is more than
formulas and equations.
It's logic.
Math is more than
formulas and equations.
It's rationality.
It's using your mind to solve
the biggest mysteries we know.
So, the shooter's wallet
says his name is Alec Schane.
He's a realtor from Pasadena.
He walked in the
door and told them
he had information
about a museum robbery.
Then he met Agent
Labella at the elevators,
disarmed him and
put him in a choke hold.
How's he do that, how's he...
how's he disarm an agent?
Well, all Labella could say was
that he was really
fast and really strong.
And then Schane used
him as a human shield
and he let off 15 rounds.
And only one fatality?
Yeah, Ryan McCall, the
predicate sex offender.
SWAT team gave the
all-clear to reenter the building,
but Evidence Response wants a
few hours to check out the bullpen.
All right. Why don't you just
grab whatever space you can,
start working on the connection between
Schane and the... the sex offender?
All right? Uh-huh.
Did you see anything?
Hey, Charlie.
Hey. How you
doing? You all right?
I'm fine. I'm fine.
How is... How is everybody?
Look, all things considered,
I'd say we got off lucky.
Lucky.
He nearly killed all of us, huh?
I don't see how you get up
and deal with this every day.
Eh, you know. I don't
get shot at every day.
Come on, I'll get
you some coffee.
I gotta go, I got... I
should go back to school.
And you should
get some work done.
Mr. Schane?
Mr. Schane, can you hear me?
I'd like to know why
you shot Ryan McCall.
Did he assault your daughter?
Mrs. Schane?
Have you ever seen
this man before?
No, I've never seen him before.
How about you, Samantha?
No?
Do you have any idea why
your husband would do this?
Well, I still don't
believe that he did.
What did he say?
He asked for a lawyer.
Then I shouldn't talk
to you either, should I?
Mrs. Schane, your husband killed
a man inside of a federal building.
We're just trying
to understand why.
Well, I can't help you
understand what I don't!
And if he doesn't want
to cooperate with you...
I trust him.
And, so, Don and
I are simply talking.
Talking about
inequality bounding.
And, uh...
And then I heard breaking glass
and a bullet goes past my head.
There's noise.
There's blood.
Chaos. Chaos...
Chaos presupposes, uh, an
observable or measurable system.
A deterministic equation
with an outcome sensitive
to initial c-conditions.
Yeah, well, I was speaking
in the vernacular, Charles.
And, yet, you know, we have stumbled
on a rather lofty discussion here.
Because one could argue
that violence on the human scale
is reflective of a
fundamental state,
as evident from the magnificent
collisions of subatomic particles,
the operatic
clashes of galaxies.
Is that supposed to
be reassuring, Larry?
On the macro level,
yes, absolutely.
Though microcosmically,
perhaps not so much.
Don laughs it off like
it's some funny thing
that happened at the office.
Well, it's a coping
mechanism, Charlie.
I mean, he sees violence daily,
so he processes it with humor.
Speaking of which,
how are you coping?
Why is... Everyone's
asking me that, why?
Because a little bit of
post-traumatic stress
is... is natural,
if not inevitable.
And for you to return
to work this early,
I think is... God, man!
Look, guys, hey,
uh, I need to
concentrate on this.
So, can you guys, um...
Yeah. O-Okay. Of course.
Okay. Thank you. Thank you.
Listen, Charlie, if
you want to talk...
Yes, your concern is
appreciated. It really is.
I just... Allow me to work.
Please.
No, no.
If Schane knew McCall,
there's no public record of it.
What about the daughter?
She didn't react to his picture.
And there's no Internet
contact, McCall's usual MO.
I'm starting to think it might
be something entirely different.
Just an attack against the FBI.
He's chairman of his PTA.
You couldn't find a more typical
suburban dad than Alec Schane.
Yeah, but there's no
record of depression,
and there's no sudden
changes of behavior at work.
All right, that's what
he doesn't have, so...
Well, I can tell you what he does
have is some serious technique.
Yeah, he's fast.
And I pulled that move straight
from the Quantico playbook.
Yeah, and he countered with
a flawlessly executed leg shoot.
I mean, that's a classic
self-defense move.
Yeah, he's obviously got
some martial arts training.
Well, that's some
serious training.
Come in here with the
confidence to disarm an agent?
Well, Alec Schane
was a student here.
What is this about?
It's about a savate kick.
A savate kick followed by
a hadaka-jime combination.
Koketsu is the only discipline
that teaches this combination,
and yours is the only
Koketsu dojo in the county.
Sensei.
Where'd you study?
I teach Krav Maga at the Y.
And I've seen your
exhibitions on self-defense.
Alec Schane.
Brown belt in less
than three years.
What happened?
He disarmed a federal agent
and shot three
people, one fatally.
Apparently, using techniques
that he learned here.
Alec isn't just a good fighter,
he's a dedicated
member of the dojo.
He brings a positive
attitude to every class.
And have you seen any
change in that attitude of late?
There was a problem with Kurt.
Who's Kurt?
Older guy,
came in for a few
classes, then dropped out.
The two of them
seemed friendly at first,
but after a week,
Alec went cold, hostile even.
I suspected that that's why
Kurt stopped showing up.
Do you happen to remember
if they'd done any work
on this combination?
A lot.
Kurt signed up specifically
to learn disarming techniques.
Do you have an
address on this guy,
from a credit card
receipt maybe?
Let me check my files.
Excuse me. Thank you.
Krav Maga at the Y?
Okay, you know, you're
gonna arrest people
that are 100 pounds
heavier than you,
you're gonna need
to learn some hobbies.
You know, if he's been rehearsing
this combination with this Kurt guy...
That means there's
another person out there
who's capable of
launching a second attack.
Maybe a bigger attack.
This sketch is based
on the jujitsu instructor's
best description of Kurt.
About 180 pounds, slight accent,
maybe German, maybe Dutch.
He didn't seem to know.
Because of the possibility that he
might be planning a similar attack,
we have every law enforcement agency
in Southern California on high alert.
I see in your notes Kurt
Weiland was a bogus name
and the address
he gave the dojo.
Schane's out of
critical condition,
but he's still refusing to talk.
You know, if McCall had sexually
abused someone close to Schane,
I think he'd be talking to us
or talking to the
press, you know?
He'd be throwing out a
justification for his actions.
Yeah, he spent two weeks
teaching these same
techniques to somebody else.
I... I don't think
McCall was the target.
All right, guys, look.
Ballistics just matched
the bullet that killed McCall
to your gun.
Yeah, exactly.
So, AST wants you
on restricted duty
until they can get
the shooting team
to take a look at
this. I'm sorry, but...
Don, it's obviously an accident,
it's a ricochet or something.
- I know.
These bullets were
flying all over the place.
It's all right, it's all right.
All right. Restricted duty.
Just means no field duty
until they can clear you.
You know, do a psychiatric
review, that sort of thing.
And you know, a
psychiatric review
is totally standard procedure.
You do this long enough,
we've all been through one.
Exactly. I mean, you should
take advantage, you know?
I mean, take a few days
off, go surfing, whatever.
All right, look, guys, I... I
appreciate it, thank you.
But if this guy's
still out here,
may be planning another attack,
I'm gonna be here. You
need everybody on this case.
I'll be on my desk. I'm
not going anywhere.
All right.
So we're going
with the assumption
that this Kurt is
planning another attack.
I know, but, look,
this one, I just don't see
how my math can help you.
Well, that's the thing. We gotta
make sense of the first one, right?
We get Schane's motive, maybe that'll
tell us something about Kurt, right?
And you remember that work
you did with, uh... uh, paths?
W-What, combinatorial
optimization?
Sure, there's
minimum spanning tree,
the traveling salesman problem.
Neither of which are
applicable to this analysis.
Well, how about applying
weights to the potential victims?
Right, like what you did with
the threat analysis but in reverse.
See if we can figure out
who the intended target was.
If there was a target at all.
Larry, come over here.
Tell me, does the shooter's
path look Brownian to you?
Well, stochastic, sure,
Markovian, maybe,
but Brownian? Let me see.
Wait, wait, wait,
wait, I do see this.
See what? What?
Picture a pool table,
with the cue ball
in constant motion.
The cue ball, our shooter,
is following a straight path
until it hits an obstacle,
another ball or a
boundary, the rail,
and then it sets off
in a new straight path
until it hits another obstacle.
The table is the office,
the ball is the people in it?
Yeah, a Brownian
path would indicate
an initially random direction
followed by random
direction change,
which means he wasn't moving
toward any particular point.
Or shooting at any
particular person.
In fact, inflicting injury
might not have even
been his intention.
If I can examine the diffusion,
I may be able to shed
light on his motive.
Well, look, we got the war
room up and running again.
You can look at the
security footage. How's that?
I can't... I can't go downtown.
Well, not now. I...
I'm in-between classes in
my cognitive emergence work.
Charlie, we're talking
about another attack.
Don, you're not listening.
I'm saying I can work
on your case, okay?
I just... I can work here,
and I can work at home.
And... Anything you
have, send it to me.
Oh, he doesn't seem good, huh?
Well, protests to the contrary,
yesterday's events seem to
have affected his demeanor.
Yeah, well, a bullet
misses you by that little,
you get a new look
inside of your own head.
Look, I understand.
I just think you need
to acknowledge the
emotional impact of that.
Yeah.
He'll be all right.
Right?
♪
I had this screen
capture enhanced.
Schane may not have liked Kurt,
but that's exactly who drove
him the morning of the attack.
Had his ID confirmed
by the jujitsu instructor.
And the plates on the car came
back to a Motorco rental car company,
stolen off the lot
two hours before.
He didn't even
change the plates?
Knew it wouldn't show up
on the hot sheets in time?
Put out an APB,
hope we'll get lucky.
Gets more done at his
desk than the entire FBI.
Anyway, that facial recognition
software came up with nothing,
so I'm gonna go out wide
to local law enforcement,
see if we can't get
an ID on this guy.
He's taking it pretty hard.
We all know he's
gonna get cleared.
He has had a pretty bad day.
And I think, all in all,
he's hanging pretty tough.
I remember buying those.
Little did I suspect
that it would take you 20
years to play with them.
I can't make sense of this path,
so I figured reconstructing the office
with a three-dimensional
model might jog some thoughts.
Well, why don't you
just go down there?
You haven't said much
about what happened.
Well, you didn't seem
to wanna talk about it.
I don't.
I figured that
you might want to.
I figured that you'd be... What?
Upset? Angry?
Freaked out.
Well, no, I was,
um, um, uh, relieved.
But, yeah, yeah,
I was freaked out.
I was looking right at him.
I gotta tell you, I don't think I knew
what being scared was before that.
You know, fear is a very
practical feeling, Charlie.
It's, um...
Well, it's mostly common sense,
telling you not to poke
the alligator with the stick.
I know this... this kind of thing
happening again is improbable, but...
Just the thought of
going back to Don's office
just puts knots in my stomach.
And I realize
the only thing I'm
really afraid of is...
Is being afraid again.
Hey, Charlie.
You remember Sam Tichell?
How could I forget him?
He terrorized me through
the whole third grade,
and I had to wait
for Don every day,
to walk home from school.
Yeah.
And the one time Don
didn't walk you home?
I got into a fight
with Sam Tichell.
Right in the Meyers' front yard.
No, I know, I was, uh, standing
at the window, watching.
I saw him knock you
down from behind.
I didn't come
outside to help you.
Yeah, you did.
You broke us up.
Eventually, but not right away.
See, Charlie, you
were always so loved,
you were always so protected.
It was at that moment that
I wanted you to understand
that the world was not
always gonna be a safe place.
I came outside to help you
only when you
started to fight back.
Because that's when I knew
that you had enough heart
to take whatever life
was gonna throw at you.
What's the first
thing a New Yorker
notices about L.A.?
No good pizza.
Okay, the second thing.
Everyone drives everywhere.
You're gonna steal a
car out of a rental lot,
how you gonna get there?
Drive your own car, park
it somewhere nearby?
You can't take the bus or a cab,
'cause somebody
might remember you.
When you're done with that car,
where you gonna dump it?
Somewhere close
to where you parked.
Wait a minute. Do you
see something up there?
Yes, I do.
I guess we won't be finding
Kurt's prints on that car.
You know, I'm getting
the feeling that this guy
isn't just following
some soccer dad's lead.
More like the mastermind
behind the scene,
two steps ahead of us.
Yeah, only he knows where
this is going and we don't.
Just got the crime
scene reports back
on the torched car.
Yeah? Anything? No, nothing.
If we don't catch a break
soon, the next time we see Kurt
is gonna be the next
time he decides to attack.
This is forensics on McCall.
Now, the bullet that killed him
had Schane's blood and tissue on it.
It went through his shoulder, the
window, and landed in McCall's skull.
So, you got nothing to worry about with
the shooting team. It's gonna be a walk.
All right. Well, how long till I'm
back in the field, do you think?
Looks like a week, maybe two.
Yeah. I don't know why it
sounded better when I heard it, but...
A man's dead, Don.
Colby, what, you
cleared your line of fire.
Y-You took a good shot,
the bullet took a bad bounce.
Now, come on, there's
nothing you can do about that.
It's not your fault.
Yeah, I know, it might
not be my fault, Don,
but it's still my bullet.
Your dad says you've
been in here all night.
I was sure that the shooter's
path was, was Brownian.
That the pure randomness would,
would somehow tell me something
about Schane's actions.
Something isn't right.
I tried using a
loop-erased random walk,
tinkered with a
Langevin equation,
and still, there's
a disparity there,
telling me something, that maybe,
uh, this isn't Brownian motion,
that maybe there's a
corruption in the data,
I don't know.
At the Jaipur Observatory,
they have these huge,
magnificent sundials,
and they're so
accurate, they were used
to set standard
time until the 1940s.
Now India's standard time is
set by the Allahabad Observatory.
Do you know why?
I'm assuming because
Allahabad is more accurate.
No.
In order to keep all of
India in the same time zone,
they had to split the difference
between the east and
west halves of the country.
And Allahabad is exactly
five and a half hours
off of Greenwich Mean Time.
I see that your metaphors
are starting to sound
a lot like Larry's metaphors.
The Jaipur sundials
aren't wrong, Charlie.
The sun and the moon
still move through
the sky the same way.
You see, people have changed
their perspectives
on time, Charlie.
I think what Amita's telling you
is to take a step back
from your problem,
try a new perspective.
Or a new dimension.
Oh, now, there's
a toy I remember.
Tessa... It's a tesseract.
A four-dimensional hypercube.
It could be why I
bought those soldiers.
Those I can understand.
A square on a chalkboard
represents two dimensions.
An x and y-axis.
Add a third
dimension, a z-axis...
You get a cube.
See, I do have a passing
familiarity with geometry.
Right, but three-dimensional
objects exist in a fourth dimension,
in... in... in... in time.
So, if we add a fourth
dimension to the cube,
just like we added a third
dimension to the square,
we get a tesseract, but this
isn't really a tesseract,
just like that
isn't really a cube.
See, my mistake was that I took
a two-dimensional mapping data,
and brought it into
the third dimension.
I'm... I'm still short
one dimension.
You mean time?
I need to see a picture
of a man's movements
through real time.
I'll have to go back to the FBI.
Hey, guys.
How we doing?
Hey.
Charlie?
Oh, yeah, they must
have brought this out here.
We'll get you
another one, all right?
Everything all right?
We're gonna need the
surveillance footage,
some tripods,
a laser pointer,
and we're gonna need string.
String?
Lots of string.
This is a four-dimensional
modeling program.
It's used to analyze
weather patterns,
geographical surveys,
even factory efficiency.
And this is Schane's
journey through the office.
And when we render it over time,
the flaw becomes apparent.
What do you mean, flaw?
Well, up until this point...
And after this point...
His movements are reactive.
But here, here, they aren't.
So, what, you saying
he... he found a target?
The opposite.
Don, remember when I compared
Brownian motion to a cue ball
ricocheting across a pool table?
It's as if the cue ball saw
that it was about
to hit the eight ball
and stopped dead in its tracks
and turned around.
Schane pulled a 180.
The only time he
retraced his steps.
So what backed him off?
Roughly? This workspace.
More specifically,
I believe he was avoiding
one or both of these people,
making a very specific effort
not to shoot at them.
John DeVries and Dave Taggart.
They're both GS-7
intelligence assistants.
Criminal data
entry and analysis,
both with top secret
clearance. Mmm-hmm.
There's no connections to
Schane yet, but I'm still digging.
All right, well, get their
computers stripped,
put them in the
rooms, all right?
Yeah, I got DeVries in One.
Taggart called in
sick after the shooting.
What do you
mean, called in sick?
Get him in here. I don't care.
I got Megan and Dave on their
way to pick him up right now.
Heard the Agent Shooting
Team is gonna clear Colby.
I heard the same.
How come everybody
seems happy about it but him?
Never seen him shut
down like that before.
You know, it may not
be about this shooting.
Sometimes, intense
events can open up
all kinds of other doors.
Looks like somebody got
up early and packed for a trip.
Looks like somebody
saw us coming, too.
It's still warm.
When you were a kid, were you
the worst at hide-and-go-seek ever?
DeVries is checking
out clean, but Taggart,
on the other hand, seems
to have had a reason to run.
He's got a second bank
account in Wichita Falls.
He's had deposits
of 10, 20 and $50,000
over the last four months.
So what, he's being paid off?
What does 80 grand get him?
Well, check this out. Taggart's
been using our databases
to access personal information
about Schane's family.
He gets the wife's DMV file,
his daughter's school schedule
he's even been pulling photos
off the LAPD public
surveillance cams.
This must be why a real
estate agent from Pasadena
ends up attacking an FBI office.
Yeah, it also backs up Charlie's thing
about him changing direction, right?
He shoots Taggart,
Kurt kills his family.
Why make him attack
us to begin with?
Victor Meuller.
He's an arms dealer,
on trial for selling decommissioned
Soviet tanks and fighter jets
to the wrong countries.
On trial, as in it
already started?
Two weeks ago, and it's
expected to go for three months.
Taggart's computer
logs show him phishing
through Meuller's case files
on three separate occasions,
then downloading what he found
to a flash drive on the
morning of the shooting.
The techs say the data theft
wouldn't have even showed up
for weeks or months, if
they hadn't been looking for it.
Victor Meuller, he's on trial.
He knows he's going to jail,
so he needs the
names and addresses
of the witnesses against him.
And you were willing to
sell a hit list for money.
I don't know what rock he
turned over, but he found you.
Now, the problem is, you had
no way to get the case file out.
No way past the screeners.
Unless there's an emergency
evacuation of this building,
like if some crazy
son of a bitch
goes on a shooting rampage.
I don't have to answer
any of your questions.
Then don't, because the
computer trail is more than enough
to convict you as is.
The real question is how much
of forever you wanna spend in jail.
Tell us about Kurt.
He's a freelance hitter Meuller
brought over from Europe.
So how did the two
of you find Schane?
Kurt cruised the
self-defense schools,
looking for someone random,
untraceable.
Schane stood out.
Big, fast...
Good enough to
disarm an FBI agent.
Dave, you threatened
to murder his family.
That was Kurt.
Things he said he'd
do to Schane's family
made me sick.
I want you to tell us what
witness he's after next.
And where do we find him?
Even if I knew, I
wouldn't tell you.
I have family, too.
Interpol just ID'd the picture.
His real name,
believe it or not, is Kurt.
Kurt Delock.
South African Special Forces,
451st Parachute Battalion.
Yeah, he's suspected
of doing wet work
for the secret police
during apartheid.
He's wanted in
five countries. Six.
We have extra security
on the courthouse
and on everyone
connected to the Meuller trial
and two witnesses have been
moved to new safe houses.
Eh, it's too defensive, no,
uh-uh, I mean, this guy's too good.
We got to take the
game to him, I think.
I mean, we'd better be
anticipating what he's gonna do next.
You guys ever notice how a criminal
trial exhibits self-organized criticality?
A self-organized criticality,
it describes the ability
of multibody systems
to manifest complex behavior.
So, forest fires, earthquakes,
financial markets.
All right, picture
a pile of sand.
As more sand
falls onto the pile,
let's say a grain at a time,
the grains come to
rest at a landing position.
As the slope of
the pile steepens,
the pile reaches what
we call a critical state,
a state in which, if a
single grain of sand
falls onto the pile
in the right position,
you can create an avalanche.
It's actually got a name.
It's called the
Bak-Tang-Wiesenfeld sandpile.
Kurt doesn't have
to kill every witness
to collapse this case,
just the key one or two.
You have that Meuller
file? Mmm-hmm.
Okay, how do we find this grain
of sand you're talking about?
We apply values to
components of the case,
significance of the
witnesses or vulnerability.
Hang on a second. Agent
Matt Pribitech, all right?
This case against Meuller
started with a sting in Belgrade,
a phony missile buy.
Pribitech was the undercover.
He was the key to this case.
He's in so deep, he's
testifying in closed court.
Which would explain why Kurt
needed the file, right, to ID him.
Hmm, without performing
an initial analysis... Pribitech?
Sounds like a likely
candidate to me.
Pribitech's in the air right
now, on his way from Prague.
He's scheduled to testify
at the end of the week.
All right, I'm gonna
call the airport.
Why don't you and David
meet him at the gate, huh? Yeah.
That's him.
What's he doing?
He doesn't know he's
been compromised.
Maybe he's just being careful.
I think that's your
department. Yeah.
Why don't you guys
wear billboards?
Your cover's been blown, Matt.
You think I don't know that?
Kurt's got my family.
Dave Taggart is under arrest.
Every cop in the county
has Kurt Delock's photograph.
I know they
threatened your family.
You have a duress
defense for the attacks,
but it's not gonna get you
very far if you don't help us out.
And we could put your
family in protective custody,
but we're not gonna
lie to you, Alec.
The only way they're
truly safe is if we find Kurt.
He showed me pictures
of Trish and Sam,
told me what he'll
do to them if I...
Delock is threatening
another man's family now.
Another wife,
and two kids,
only this time, he went
and kidnapped them.
He's gonna do to that family
what he threatened to do to yours
if you don't help me out.
There's a trailer.
Out in Needles.
He made me go out there
to meet him a few times.
Pribitech.
You're going to
change your testimony,
do you understand?
When Victor
Meuller is acquitted,
your family goes home. If not...
I need to talk to them first.
Soon enough.
Now, take down
these directions, Agent.
That's gotta be it.
Yep, there's the trailer,
right where he said it would be.
Three heat signatures,
all stationary.
All right, so, mother,
daughter, son, right?
How are we doing on SWAT?
I told them to stay back
till we knew what
we were dealing with.
Eppes.
All right, Kurt just called
Pribitech with directions.
That doesn't make any sense.
Why let Pribitech see his family
before he changes his testimony?
'Cause he's planning to
kill them all at the same time.
There's gotta be hundreds of
pounds of fertilizer at that trailer.
Let me see.
Oh, yeah, that's an oil bomb.
You think McVeigh,
Oklahoma City.
Did we get a trace?
Don, it's a cell phone.
We have it triangulated
down to one of two towers,
right in your backyard.
I'm going. Hang
on a second, Don.
Lieutenant, you're
not going anywhere.
If you show up there,
he's gonna kill you
and your family with you.
But if Delock's
watching the trailer...
I know, we can't
approach, right?
How long for a
helicopter, you think?
It's a half an hour, at least.
Can you, uh, can you access
a satellite image of the area?
Through DOD, but it's
gonna be 10 or 15 minutes old.
That's fine.
Okay, the cell phone
towers are where?
Here and here.
And where's Don?
He's right about here.
And the blast radius of a
50-pound ammonium nitrate bomb
is about like this,
which leaves us a
safety zone right there.
What are you doing?
Among other things,
trying to find a projection
of affine three-space onto this
sphere subject to open constraints.
Assuming that he can't see Don,
but he can see the trailer.
Don,
there's a dirt road
leading to a rise about half a
mile southeast of where you are.
You're gonna find him
somewhere along there.
All right, guys, let's move out.
Let me see these.
All right, guys, let's do it.
They tell me there's
a dirt road back there.
If you stay small, they
don't think he'll see you.
All right. Be careful, now.
I got a cell
phone-activated trigger.
There's no sign of a
pressure plate or a trip wire.
Let me know when
you're in position.
I'm ready.
We're going in.
This is the FBI.
Don't move, don't move an inch.
Put the phone down.
Put it down, now.
One button and
the trailer blows up.
I pull this trigger,
your head blows up.
Keep your hands
where I can see them.
Just back up toward my voice.
The Northern Alliance
was already in Kandahar.
The Taliban was running this rear guard
action out of the Shahi Kot mountains.
There were just caves
and bunkers everywhere.
Seemed like every night these guys
would come out and just pound us with RPGs.
So, finally, one night,
we decided to cut them off
and set up an ambush
in between the base camp
and the pass where they
would go up into the mountains.
I mean, no one realized
the SAS was already up there
working that area.
By the time they put
together our ambush
with their call for help,
there were already two
British soldiers dead.
That doesn't make it your fault.
Then or now.
I know. I know.
We never found out whose
bullets killed our guys up there.
I guess I just made my
peace with not knowing.
They give you your discharge,
send you home, you go
back to your own life, and...
You know, you just
think the war is over.
But, man, it's just
always inside of you,
just waiting to come out
when something reminds you.
So, what are you gonna do?
Guess that depends on how
many more beers we got in that bag.
Enough.
Hey.
Where the hell did Evidence
Response put the sugar?
I don't know.
Some week?
Yeah. I mean, I'm... I'm cool
until everything quiets down.
Then it's like, my head is a
bad neighborhood to be in.
Hey.
Do you know
that if you bend a
piece of spaghetti,
it'll always break into
three or more pieces?
No, Charlie, I can't say I do.
Richard Feynman and Danny
Hillis spent an entire night
bending spaghetti.
Took them 20 years to figure out
why you cannot
break spaghetti in half.
And why is that?
Fragmentation theory.
Math stuff.
What's your point? Not
every story has a point.
Sometimes, you, uh...
You just bend spaghetti
to watch it break.
Oh, yeah, look at that. Right?
Hi, Alan.
Looks like the office is
almost back to normal.
Yeah, we're getting there now.
Who you looking
for, Don or Charlie?
Oh, I was just in the
area, and I was, uh,
I was gonna check on, uh...
Wait, I did it.
Yeah, but that's not bending it.
You snapped it.
That's not bending it.
Actually, I would,
uh, I was gonna see
if you'd had dinner yet.
I was just thinking about
some leftover dim
sum in my refrigerator.
Oh, really? I think we
could do better than that.
Really? Should we get the boys?
You know what?
They look fine where they are.
What about fettuccine?
It works with any... any pasta.
Linguini? Oh,
I'm sure linguini...
What about the
thick spaghetti...