Numb3rs (2005–2010): Season 2, Episode 5 - Assassin - full transcript

6:15. Why is
everybody up already?

At their age, they're probably
just happy they're up, period.

Henry? You hungry?

Ma, how many times
do I have to tell you?

Don't interrupt me
when I'm working.

I'm making waffles.

You can't work on an empty
stomach. It's not good for you!

Mrs. Korfelt, it's
the FBI. Open up.

Couldn't you come back later?

My son doesn't like to be
interrupted while he's working.

We have a search warrant. Ma'am, you're
gonna have to open the door right now.



Henry!

Smoke. I smell smoke.

Guys, he's running.
He's running.

Copy. We're on our way.

Turn off the engine!

Now, put your hands
back on the wheel.

Do it! Don't move.

Step out of the car,
toward my voice. Come on.

What the hell were you doing?

He was making things a whole lot
worse for himself is what he was doing.

Korfelt's facing a couple
of years for forgery.

Why pull a stupid
stunt with a car?

Maybe this is
part of the answer.

Wasn't just making passports.



Car registrations
and gun permits.

Automobiles and weapons.

You might want to
take a look at this.

What is that? Code?

I think I know how
we can find out.

Again. Let's see.

Okay, see? What am
I doing wrong here?

I'm telling you, Larry. It's that
11th critical fold that you keep...

I know. I know. I know. I keep
impinging upon my laminar boundary layer.

Right. Which results in
a high Reynolds number.

I can't... No, I can't do
this anymore. I can't.

Hey, hey. Don't get
all Fleinhardt on me.

It's just the Physics Department
Paper Airplane Contest.

Flein-Fleinhardt? What...

Since when did my last name
become a predicate adjective?

Since your students
started using it that way.

Here's a different
design. Uh-huh.

And it's much more
forgiving in the build phase.

Look at that. Try that.
Let me try this one.

Hey, Don. What's going on?

Just work, guys.

Who made this? Me. Why?

The wings are a
little thin here, buddy.

Hey, wait, wait.
Let me see this.

Forgive me if all my years of
advanced applied mathematics

take issue with that assessment.

Yeah, well, you'll forgive me if all my
years of high school detention say I'm right.

You go ahead. You make
those wings wider, it'll fly.

What's going on?

Some idiot tried to run over
one of my agents this morning

over what we thought were
fake passports. He left this.

Just be careful.

It's a transposition cipher.

Can you break it?
Yeah. I'll need some time.

Well, how long? 'Cause there's
something not sitting right about it to me.

Well, I can already tell
you the basic context of this

and it's not about
passports. What's it about?

There are letter groupings
here that I've seen before

when I consulted for the NSA.

What?

Standard code references for
a very specific type of operation.

What kind of operation?

Don,

it's a plan for an
assassination.

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.

An assassination on US soil?

Yeah.

Charlie, how can you be sure

if you haven't decoded the
rest of Korfelt's book yet?

Pattern recognition.

Everybody here
does it all the time.

I mean, you've all
played Scrabble, right?

Your mind knows language.

It sort of automatically
searches for groupings of letters

that make sense to
us, that make a word.

Well, my mind knows
codes and ciphers.

I... I can't help but
recognize these patterns.

These groupings are
abbreviations. They're not encrypted.

Abbreviations for what?

Types of killings.

Open, Secret, Lost, Safe.

"Open?" Open,

if there's no need
to hide the murder.

Secret, if it has to
appear as an accident.

You're sure about this? I mean,
Korfelt hasn't even started talking yet.

I've worked with the
National Security Agency

on intercepts of actual
covert communications.

I checked these abbreviations against
my logs, and, yeah, they're authentic.

I've notified Washington.

They just wanna know as soon as
there's a threat to national security.

Well, Korfelt's involvement
suggests that the assassin isn't local.

He needs a passport.

So the killer needs to
get inside the country?

Well, unless he's already here.

So, uh, what's this one about?

It's a possible assassination.

Oh, assassination?

Who was killed? No
one, as far as we know.

At least not yet.

You know, when it's done right,
you never do find out who did it.

Kennedy, Dallas, '63.

Mmm.

They're still waiting for an
answer on that one. Hmm.

I suppose this will take you
the rest of the week, huh?

Pretty much. Yeah. Why?

Uh, it's Aunt Irene's
80th on the 27th.

Aunt Irene hates you.
No, she doesn't hate me.

She was just a little disappointed
at your mother's choice of a spouse.

Yet you're still going.

Well, she's still
your mother's aunt.

Doesn't change just because
your mother's not here.

Yeah, well, I went to her 75th.

She made me dance with
her. A very slow dance.

I... I really could use a
wingman on this one, Charlie.

I'm sorry. Even if I
could make the time,

I'm supposed to go to
a concert on the 27th.

Why don't you ask Don?

No, Don's too
busy. I'm busy, too.

You know, I... I didn't
mean it that way.

Anyway, this is not about
you. This is... It's about me.

Yeah.

You do realize who has
to dance with her now.

You assaulted a Federal
officer with a deadly weapon.

It was a Volkswagen.

You think it's funny?

Hey, how's it going?

Okay.

So what does all your
behavioral science training tell you

about a grown man who
still lives with his mother?

Probably about the same as
two brothers still mooching meals

at their dad's house
three nights a week.

Hey, technically, it's
my brother's house.

But, okay, Megan. I
see how it's gonna be.

I just call 'em like I see 'em.

Uh-huh, all right.

I don't know anything
about a murder.

That's not gonna fly.

We cracked your code.

We know you provided documents
and vehicles and weapons to an assassin.

You know, we don't need
to talk to him anymore.

We should be talking to his
mother. It's her apartment, right?

You can't do that. My
mother has a heart condition.

Well, then start telling
us what we want to know

or think about a
defibrillator for Mommy.

He'll kill me. Don't
you understand?

Look, Henry,

I'm all you got.

I don't know names.

Only a code reference. "Condor."

And who's the target?

He's a Colombian.
A kid, I think.

His father was an activist
who got killed down there.

Mmm-hmm.

Immigration list of registered
aliens from Colombia.

Korfelt's description
fits Gabriel Ruiz, 24.

He's a film student
and he seems clean.

Why him?

His dad, Raul Ruiz. He was
big in the reform movement.

He disappeared three years
ago with an older son, Estevan.

A month ago, a crew digging a
highway bed uncovered the bodies.

Think this kid knows who
killed his father and brother?

No. If he did, I think he'd
be dead a long time ago.

So why kill him now?

Well, finding the
bodies was big news.

Maybe it brought
the spotlight back.

Yeah, right back onto
the last surviving son.

You know, even if I
wanted to, I can't go back.

No? No.

After the murder of my family,

I was exiled by the
Colombian government.

Exiled? Uh, for what reason?

For being my father's son.

Doesn't really matter, though. I
have no intention of going back.

Colombia holds
nothing for me anymore.

What about what happened
to your father and brother?

It's not a mystery, Agent Eppes.

The government's
corrupted by the cartels.

And they murder anyone who goes
against them. Prosecutors, judges,

reformers like my
father and my brother.

And you never
thought about revenge?

I was just 21 living in
Bogota when they were killed.

My mother died when I was
young. I had no family, no money.

Whatever friends my family had
were frightened back into their holes.

Gabriel, is it possible
that whoever killed them

thinks that for some reason
you'd pose a threat now?

How?

I'm a third-year film student
who owns a small cafe.

I loved my father
and my brother,

but their country
isn't mine anymore.

You know, I talked
to my dad once,

about America, when I
was applying to schools.

Oh, yeah? Hmm.

He wanted me to
get an education here,

but he warned me that America could
make you forget where you come from.

After that first night
arriving in Los Angeles,

I prayed to God that
my father was right.

Hey. You still up for lunch?

Yeah. Hey, I spoke to my buddy.

He says I can get those
tickets for the concert.

For The White Stripes. Hmm.

Charlie, what is all this?

The methodology
of assassination.

You have a lot
of variables here.

I mean, isn't there any
way to narrow them down?

Well, knowing how the assassin

intends to carry out
the killing would help.

For instance, if he has to
make it look like an accident,

that would limit his
methods and opportunities.

Charlie, where did you learn
all this stuff about assassination?

If I told you that,
I'd have to kill you.

Okay, seriously.

Seriously.

What do you know about
something called "Condor"?

I am an official of the
Colombian government,

and it's not appropriate for
me to address certain topics.

Counselor Benavides,

you think it's appropriate
for your country

to play out its problems
on the streets of LA?

It's a protocol from the past.

Operation Condor, a
pact made in the '70s

by six South American nations to
kill each other's political enemies.

It involves the use of a
highly-trained assassin.

So why would a protocol like that
be taken out against Gabriel Ruiz?

The name Ruiz

is very powerful in
Colombian politics.

It carries great hope,

much like the name
Kennedy once carried.

And just like John, Jr., who
didn't want to go into politics

after his father was murdered,

everyone expected that
sooner or later he would.

So, kill him before he has a
chance to change his mind?

An obvious murder would
cause an outcry in Colombia.

So they'd have to make
it look like an accident.

Hey, Charlie. Listen.

We're thinking Gabriel's, uh, assassination
is gonna look like an accident.

Awesome. That gives us a
better chance of winning this game.

What game? Hide-and-seek.

What are you talking
about, like the kids' version?

A mathematical
approach to it, yes.

See, the assassin must hide
in order to accomplish his goal.

We must seek and find the
assassin before he achieves that goal.

Ah, behavioral
game theory, yeah.

We studied this at Quantico.

I doubt you studied it the way
that Rubinstein, Tversky and Heller

studied two-person,
constant-sum hide-and-seek

with unique
mixed-strategy equilibria.

No, not quite that
way. Just bear with him.

The concept's simple.
It's almost instinctive,

but when an assassin has
many opportunities to hit his target,

it gets complex.

Imagine the game Battleship.

Okay, it's essentially
a hide-and-seek game.

Except let's say the
ships can be moved.

One player tries to get his ship
on several squares of opportunity

before all his ships are found.

Now, suppose that the player
hiding has limited options.

He can only move one ship
at a time, one square at a time.

That would give the player seeking him
the ability to calculate his likely moves.

So you're saying if we
know Condor's opportunities,

we can predict the attacks.

Not predict as much as
calculate the probabilities.

If Condor has to make
this look like an accident,

he can't use, say,
a gun or a bomb.

He has to avoid
witnesses. He's limited.

He's limited by locations
and methods? That's right.

How long will it take you to
come up with some probabilities?

Soon. Of course, the
accuracy will improve

the more I know
about Condor's abilities.

So, I think you should talk to
the man you arrested again.

This is the US Marshal. We're
coming down. Open the gate.

The van should be on the
south side of the building. Over.

Copy that.

Can we walk a little
faster? What's your rush?

I'd just like to get to
prison as soon as pos...

Everybody down!

1-L-10. We are a code four.

Copy that, 1-L-10.

No evidence of a
sniper set up anywhere.

It's a type-four flak jacket, which
should stop a high-velocity round.

But this thing went right
through the trauma plate.

It was a .308 caliber
tungsten bullet.

Not the kind of thing we're
gonna find at the corner gun store.

No one knew about the
move? Not even the jail staff?

Shooter must've
been waiting for him.

All right, look. If we're saying
that Korfelt was supplying Condor

with everything from
documents to weapons,

then we should be running down every
single name in that code book. Okay?

And I want to get someone
on that kid Gabriel Ruiz today.

You got it.

How'd you come by all this hard
data on assassination techniques?

I have a friend at the NSA

who has a friend
at the... At the CIA.

Yeah, don't even tell me.

You know what's interesting?
When a death must look accidental,

we automatically
reject modern weapons

in favor of methods that have
been around thousands of years.

Drowning. Smothering.
Blow to the noggin.

I think we have to give
value to defenestration.

What's... What's defenestration?

Charles, come on.

When I was an undergrad, even math
and science majors had to have English.

I took English, Larry. I didn't
memorize the dictionary.

Okay, well, the ideal of
the Renaissance man,

just still a goal with me.

Defenestration is

the act of throwing
something out the window.

Oh, I've got that covered.

In fact, the most effective
method of killing a man

is to drop him onto a hard surface
from a height of at least 75 feet.

It works every time.

Yeah, but does your subject
often stand by high windows?

I have no idea.

And I see you have
his schedule here.

But do you know if he jaywalks
in traffic? Attempts home repairs?

I get it, I get it. I should be
aware of all the opportunities

that Gabriel Ruiz might present.

Well, yeah, or you
don't have all the data.

I have to actually talk to him.

Yeah, it's field work.
It's just field work.

There's no substitute.

So Korfelt's got no
activity on his credit cards

for the last three weeks.

Yeah, he was laying low.
There's gotta be something.

Yeah.

Rumor has it you got
an eyeful in Afghanistan.

It wasn't so bad, you know.

College degree kept me
off the frontline and all.

That's why you joined the
Bureau? Wanted to get some action?

Well, what else was I gonna do with
three years of interrogation techniques?

Wait a minute. Korfelt's mom.

We ran her credit cards, right?

Yeah, it should
be in that package.

Bingo. Used at a
bookstore on Melrose.

Five times in the
last two weeks.

What's the address?

6215 Melrose Avenue.

Look at that. It's only a couple of
blocks from the Colombian Consulate.

I wonder if he had
a contact there.

Let's get a list of
consulate employees.

See if Ruiz recognizes any names
connected to the murder of his family.

Yeah. Will do.

Look, I'd feel more comfortable

if someone else got
Gabriel's schedule.

All right? Well,
that's not as effective.

See, I need to work
the data against

the risk-success scenarios
that I've established.

I'll have very specific
questions, Don.

Besides, you know, with a
secret assassination... All right.

The odds of an attack
are less likely... All right.

When the target is in the
company of others. Okay?

All right, all
right. I'll set it up.

But I'm gonna have an
agent with you, okay?

I mean, I gotta answer
to Dad about this.

Yeah, well...

Somehow you managed
to escape an invite

to Aunt Irene's
80th birthday party.

What? Lucky you, huh?

Yeah, Dad invited me.

He didn't even bother asking you
because... Well, because you're working.

Yeah, well, I'm in
the middle of a case.

Yeah, you're always in
the middle of a case, so...

Hey, don't... Charlie,
I've done my share.

Yeah, I live with him.
Well, that's your choice.

Don, I can't go.

I have concert
tickets for that night.

It's for me and Amita.

Charlie, well, I've got to
find an assassin, okay?

So assassin, concert.
Concert, assassin. You tell me.

I don't know why everything
always has to fall on my shoulders.

What are you talking about?
Dad doesn't want to go alone.

Think about it.

I'm not sure I really understand
why all this is necessary.

I thought it was
explained to you.

Well, they told me there was a
chance someone might want to harm me.

But I told them there
was no reason to.

Now you show up, some kind
of a assassination specialist.

I'm a mathematician, actually.

Mathematician? Mmm-hmm.

I consult for the FBI.

I'm here to try to get some
parameters of your movements.

Your daily routine.

Where you go and
how you get there.

You're studying film, right?

Yes, and I own a small cafe.

What?

Does your cafe have airtight
walk-in refrigerators or freezers?

Yes. You need to avoid
those. They're problematic.

I also need to list your
hobbies and regular activities.

I like hiking.

Hiking could also
be problematic.

It's easy to stage an injury

or leave the person
alone to die of exposure.

Also, during certain
seasons, hunting accidents.

Then someone really
is trying to kill me?

Eppes. That was the same
name the other agent had.

We're brothers.

And you don't worry about him?

With his job at the FBI?

I guess I just don't
think about it that much.

Neither did I.

I was a youngster.

My brother always tried to
keep me away from their work.

I heard about what happened
to your family. I'm very sorry.

Okay. Well...

What about driving?

Or just even walking down the
street? Driving would be better.

A staged vehicle accident often
results in injury, but not death.

So you're saying that there's
no way to keep myself safe.

You should be taking precaution.

Like what? Like not
walking? Not working?

I don't want this. Any of it.

So you just tell
whoever is behind this

that I want nothing
to do with it.

Nothing.

At least the
parameters he gave you

should prove to be very useful.

Well, they're more than
parameters, though, aren't they?

I mean, what we're
really looking at here

is all the ways Gabriel Ruiz
might die in the next few days.

Come on, your work
didn't create this assassin.

No, but until Gabriel
spoke to me, he had hope.

Well, research can't be
performed in a vacuum.

I mean, the subject will
be changed by the process.

It's just hard to look
somebody in the eye

and tell them there's a strong
probability they're going to be murdered.

Oh, yeah.

But would you rather
less involvement

or a more accurate result?

I thought I heard somebody
back here. Hi, Larry.

So what are you guys doing?
Still working on Don's case?

A difficult problem.

Don's very lucky to have two of the most
brilliant minds of Los Angeles helping him.

It's not really the math
that's proving so difficult here.

It's encountering
the human stakes.

Charlie?

I never realized how
hard it must be for Don.

It's not easy,
what he does, is it?

Uh, no. No, it's not. Uh...

Did you ever try to talk him
out of doing that kind of work?

We are talking about Don, right?

See, Charlie, with, uh... The
thing about kids is that, um,

you can't make them
into what you want.

You can teach them values,
character, a little common sense.

But then, uh,
you have to let go.

You have to let them become the man
or woman that they're intended to be.

That doesn't sound easy, either.

No. Believe me, it's not.

Agent Sinclair,
here for Gabriel Ruiz.

He's inside. All right.

Is Charles Eppes still here?

Agent Eppes' brother
left a while ago.

All right. How's it
going? Pretty good.

I don't see him in here.
What are you talking about?

Hey. Hey!

Help! Help him.

Hey! Hey, out in the water!

FBI! What happened?

I... I don't know. I just
saw him. He wasn't moving.

Get him to shore.

Easy. Easy.

Ready? One, two, three.

Call 911.

Ruiz's blood
alcohol level was .2.

And a preliminary tox
report found diazepam.

That's a muscle relaxant.

I got your message.
Is he all right?

Yeah, he's all right.
He's recovering.

What happened?
We don't know yet.

David found him
unconscious in the canal.

Yeah, actually, did you talk
to the guy who rescued him...

What do you mean, "The
guy who rescued him"?

When I got there, there was a
guy pulling him out of the water.

Basic protocol of a secret
assassination, be the first respondent.

I think you were face
to face with Condor.

I don't remember any man.

I certainly can't describe him.

What's the last thing
you do remember?

Your brother and I spoke. Then I
went and fixed something to eat.

What did you eat?

Just something from my cafe.

You also had something to drink.

Some wine. The wine
from the same cafe?

Yes.

You went for a walk alone.

You avoided the
agent sent to guard you

when you knew
your life was at risk.

It was foolish.

I know that now.

I mean, you go walking
around these canals with alcohol

and enough diazepam in
your system to knock you out?

You think I did this to myself?

Well, my brother said
you were pretty upset.

I went to clear my
head. That's all.

All right, this is
a list of names

of people who work at
the Colombian Consulate.

Take a look at it.

Put a mark next to any
names that are linked

to your family's
enemies in Bogota.

So you believe
that Condor is real,

and that they have one of their
assassins here in Los Angeles?

I also have evidence
linking that plot to your office.

What do you want?

I want the name of the
person running the operation.

Look, Henry Korfelt's
credit card records

show him buying coffee for
himself and someone else.

Five times.

You believe it was me?

Think I'd be here if I did?

Look, I don't know
anything about a murder plot.

Hold on. This is a list of people
who work at the consulate.

Now someone on this list does.

Even if what you
are telling me is true,

by helping you, you're asking
me to betray a fellow countryman.

No, what I'm asking
you to do is save one.

♪

♪ Do you wake up everyday ♪

♪ With the feeling
it's all over? ♪

Charlie!

Hey. Gabriel's new schedule.

Oh.

He's following a far
more restricted routine.

Yeah, well, the thing is, I don't
know if it's enough to stop Condor.

If I'm right, it may
alter his methods.

You see, he may be considering
a low-probability attack

because he thinks that's
what we won't be looking for.

Because if he's
trying to outthink us,

we're going to be
trying to outthink him.

It's cognitive hierarchy.

A zero-step thinker will
play the obvious moves.

A one-step thinker will
play the non-obvious moves.

While the two-step thinker,
he'll consider both types.

Have you talked to your
contact at the consulate?

Yeah, I'm hoping she'll spread
the word. But I don't know.

This type of conspiracy
relies on people

feeling like they
can't be touched,

like no one knows
what they're doing.

Once they hear the
FBI's on this case,

it's likely to force a change in
strategy, which I can account for.

So does that make
me a three-step thinker?

Keep working with me,
you'll get there soon enough.

Shut up. Soon enough.

You work it out with Dad about
Aunt Irene's party and your concert?

Oh, you know what? I, um, I
couldn't even get the tickets.

So you don't have
a date with Amita?

No. Uh, no big deal.

What is going on with you guys?

You've been playing
this game for, like, a year.

It's okay.

Charlie, when are you
gonna start living your own life

and realize that Dad
can take care of himself?

Look, I'll tell you what.
You help me catch this guy

and I'll go to Aunt Irene's
next party, all right?

Deal.

Hey. Where you been?

Local DEA. Running down the
names from the Colombian Consulate.

I got nothing. How did you guys
do with Korfelt's known associates?

Charlie decoded a
name from Korfelt's book.

W. Wells. Okay.

We ran down 47 people, first
initial "W," last name Wells.

Found three of them with sheets.

One Warren Davis
Wells has a record

for sale and possession
of illegal weapons.

But aside from his name in the
book, has no other ties to Korfelt.

Well, Condor shot Korfelt
with a high-powered rifle.

He probably got that locally.

Maybe Korfelt's his LA contact.

We don't have an address
on him, but according to this,

uh, he has a brother who owns
a computer shop in West LA.

Drive safely.

Hey, Amita. Hey, Charlie.

How's the hunt for
Red October going?

You know, the assassin?

Oh, I'm... I'm working on it.

Listen, there's something I really
need to talk to you about, though.

Um, the concert. I
don't think I can go.

Oh. Too busy with the case?

Actually, no. It's
a family event.

And my dad doesn't
want to go alone. So...

I see. You can have the
tickets. That's not a problem.

No, I can't. I already bought
them. I bought them for you.

I mean, it'd be a shame if you
didn't go and have a good time.

Actually, Charlie,
I have other plans.

I'm going to San Diego.

Dr. Kepler's giving
a seminar at UCSD.

After what happened at
dinner... I'm sorry. I just...

I didn't think you were actually
gonna get them. Right. No.

I mean, we've talked
about this so many times.

I totally understand.
It's not a big deal.

I'm sure I can find somebody
who wants the tickets.

It's The White Stripes, so...

I'll see you later. Okay.

Is Warren Wells here?

I don't know. I'll go check.

Hold on.

We'll see for
ourselves. Sit down.

Get back. Do not move.

Put it down. Drop it.

Put it down.

Come on.

Put it down. Slowly.

Put it down! Right now.

Keep 'em there.

You know if you fired,
you'd have blinded me, right?

Should've closed your eyes.

Oh.

Looks like we have a
very different type of Mac.

Warren Wells did
a stint in the Army,

and then went to work
for a gun manufacturer.

Then he got into arms dealing,
but single point transactions.

Hard to acquire or custom-made.

Very hard to acquire.

I found this at Wells' shop.

It's a FRAG-12 cartridge,

high explosive
fragmentation round.

What shoots this?

This. Auto Assault-12
combat shotgun.

Uses a gas piston. No recoil.

Fast and easy.

When you just really
gotta kill someone.

If Condor's got
a gun like this...

Then when Gabriel
Ruiz tries to run,

he's just going to be really
tired when he gets killed.

Condor's decision to employ
this weapon changes everything.

I mean it makes it pretty hard
to keep a murder a secret, right?

Sure. And an open assassination
means Condor's opportunities

increase, like,
five-fold, ten-fold.

Warren Wells' computer repair
shop got a new client two weeks ago.

The Colombian Consulate.
Yeah, check it out.

Repaired six of their computers.

What's that mean?

Hard evidence of a link between the
consulate and Condor's weapons dealer.

And it gives credence to him being
run by someone inside the consulate.

Mmm-hmm. If that's true, it's
a connection we can exploit.

How?

By removing
step-thinking entirely.

It's like the game of chess,

where you must think
first before you move.

Each player's trying
to outthink each other,

trying to guess each other's
moves, each other's strategy.

The complexity of the game
requires multi-step thinking.

However, if one player
can create the illusion

he has committed
a zero-step move,

a move that would give his
opponent a significant advantage,

that can create a false step
of thinking in his opponent,

which will then prompt a
move that delivers checkmate.

You eliminate the
need for a strategy

by creating a move outside
the conditions of the game.

In other words, you
set up an ambush.

Right. Because if he's being run
by someone inside the consulate,

we use Benavides
to make Condor think

he's got some kind of
privileged information.

And theoretically, he
steps up his game, right?

Right.

Gabriel's going
back to Colombia.

Going back to Colombia? How?

My country's got a standing
exile order against him.

It's going to be
lifted in 48 hours.

I know nothing about this. Where
did you get your information?

Well, it seems your country's been
after a pretty sizeable DEA grant.

The US decided to step up.

To get rid of its problem.

As soon as it's lifted, he's gonna
be on a military jet bound for Bogota.

Until then, he'll be
under FBI protection.

I just thought
you'd want to know.

What do you expect
me to do with this?

I don't know, Sonya. I
wouldn't sit on it if I were you.

I can't imagine your supervisors
are gonna be too happy

with you withholding
information about the well-being

of one of their
citizens, you know?

So, the trap at the
safe house is set.

If Benavides or anyone at the
consulate is Condor's contact...

Then Condor's up to speed. Yeah.

He's got to move fast. The
window of opportunity is closing.

That's right. We've only
narrowed it down to a couple hours,

one location. And
agents placed strategically

to give the illusion
of an exposed entry.

The game has changed completely.

Yeah. Well, this is a
game we know how to play.

So, we're just supposed
to sit here and wait for him?

Yeah, that's pretty
much the plan.

And what makes you so
sure he'll really show up?

Actually, you.

Don't worry about it.
Everything's going to be fine.

That's why they
call it a safe house.

FBI! Drop it!

FBI. Don't move! Drop the gun!

Get your hands out
where I can see them.

Get your hands up.

Get them out.

Don't!

Who do you work for?
Tell me who you work for.

Sonya.

Agent Eppes. So I heard that
the man you were pursuing is dead.

Who was he?

Truthfully? Yeah, truthfully.

I have no idea.

But I am very glad that you
succeeded in saving Gabriel Ruiz's life.

Come on.

You and I both know if whoever
put out that contract isn't caught,

that kid doesn't stand a chance.

Failed assassinations
rarely bode well

for the long-term health
of those who plot them.

We're willing to share with
your government what we know.

Yeah.

When your government
shares what they know with you.

What... What's that mean?

Well, the truth is that the
best assassins in Colombia

are trained by your CIA.

I want you to remember that

the next time you talk
about Colombian problems

being played out in the
streets of Los Angeles.

So who was the Condor?

Prints didn't show
up in any database.

Not ours. Not Interpol's.

Oh, come on. Somebody's
got to know who he is.

He's not a ghost.

Just 'cause he's dead
doesn't mean there aren't

a whole lot more just like
him out there somewhere.

Yeah, Gabriel may be right.

There may be no way for
him to really save himself.

I appreciate you
coming to see me.

I wanted to see
how you were doing.

Well, thanks to you and your
brother, I seem to be doing fine.

It also gives me a
chance to thank you,

and to say goodbye.

I'm going back to Colombia.

Are you serious?

My exile's been lifted.

Gabriel, killing the assassin
doesn't make you safe there.

I wasn't safe here.

Still, your probabilities for survival
are way better if you stay in America.

Truth is, I'm not
so afraid anymore.

Don't get me wrong. I'm not
any braver than I was. It's just...

Somehow this Condor finding me

has given me a chance
to find myself, I guess.

Turns out I'm a Ruiz after all.

What'll you do
when you get there?

I know I can't be my
father and brother.

All I can do is take
my camera down there

and try and tell their story.

And in telling theirs,
maybe I'll learn my own.

♪

What are you doing here?

Hey. What? I'm ready
to party like it's 1899.

Lose the suit. Go find Amita.

Amita's in San Diego. What?

Yeah, it's a long story.

Oh, bummer.

Well, we all got 'em, pal.

Who got the tickets? Larry.

Larry's into The White Stripes?

Oh, now isn't this nice?

We're all going to Aunt
Irene's together, huh?

Yeah. You ready?

I hope you brought your
dancing shoes. She hired a band.

Uh-oh. Yeah, from the
Big Band era, I hear.

Yeah, well, a little Glenn Miller, a
lot of drinks. What could be better?

Yeah, just a, uh,
word of advice. Yeah?

Make yourself scarce
when the slow music starts.

Uh-oh. Dad, you're
the designated dancer.

No, she hates me.