Numb3rs (2005–2010): Season 2, Episode 8 - In Plain Sight - full transcript

All right, let's set-up.
Tino, grab this pole. Got it.

Frank, I want you to grab this
door over here and just listen for me.

All right, I'm on it.

All right, position one?

Set.

Position two? Position
two is set, Don.

All right, we go on my signal,
everybody. Repeat, on my signal.

It's really kind of exciting.

Money laundering?

Modeling illegal activity
using social network math.

Roger. Taking up
position as we speak.



Link analysis. We
use that for the mob.

Oh, that provides
fairly basic connections.

Flock theory shows
how the network moves,

how it changes as a whole

from the meth lab workers,
through the distribution chain,

and ultimately, to the streets.

We can determine
leaders, followers,

speed and direction of growth.

Emergent
self-organization predicts

subtle dynamics
of human behavior.

It's wild.

That's just what
I was gonna say.

Have they gone in yet?

Just about to.



Okay, One, we're ready.

DEA?

DEA, set.

All right, let's hit it, let's hit
it. Execute, execute, execute.

Hold, hold, hold, hold!

We got a civilian,
civilian, civilian. Hold, hold.

Holding, Don.

Colby, grab her.

Okay, got it.

Ma'am.

Hello? Ma'am.

Excuse me, ma'am?

Hello?

Ah. What can I do for you?

I need a stovetop
rechromed. Do you do that?

Colby, back off.
Just wait till she's out.

Sure. You got the measurements?

Yeah, in here somewhere.

Don, he's making a phone call.

Yeah, it's me.

That's right.

Colby, did he see you?

I don't know, Don.

Megan, trace that
call. What's he saying?

Listen, I think the cops are...

He's warning somebody.

Damn! I didn't want a
hostage situation here.

Colby, as soon as I have
her, you come in full force.

Megan, you get
backup and hightail it

to whatever address
you get on that trace.

Do you hear me? On it.

All right, David, you're with
me. Follow my lead. Let's go.

This is Agent Reeves. I
need an insertion team ASAP,

going to 5735 East 19th Street.

I'll be on location.

Megan, that address is
anomalous to the pattern.

You know, that
changes everything.

It might be nothing.
Yeah, but if it is connected,

I have to recalculate.

Uh, it could open up other
locations, so I'd like to come.

I don't think so.

I need to see the area.

I need to see how
much of it is residential,

see what businesses are around.

There's really a wealth of data I can
only amass by seeing the environment.

Okay, but you have
to stay in the car.

Locked and loaded.

I know it's in here somewhere.

Hey, sweetheart. Huh?

Do they have it? Hey! FBI!

Don't do it!

We're FBI. You're okay.
Don't move. Tommy!

Tiny!

You all right? I... I'm fine.

Call a medic. MAN: Got it.

Tiny! Tiny!

Tiny's not able to
hear you right now.

Is he dead? What, you kill him?

He's secure? Mmm-hmm.

Any sign of the lab?

There's nothing.

We got precursor chemicals.

There's enough to make
200, 300 pounds of meth.

How can the lab not be here?

Where is it?

Be careful. Sir?

Smell those fumes?
One spark's enough

to blow the roof off
this place, and us with it.

Just be careful.

This really doesn't
make any sense.

Oh, it does to me.

We traced the
call to this location.

This guy's gettin' ready to run.

Unless we're in an
entirely different model.

Here we go.

Hey, Reeves, what have you got?

I spotted one guy inside. Looks
like he's gettin' ready to run.

How do you wanna play it?

I think it's best if
we take him inside.

Two teams in front. I'll send my
other two men to cover the back.

Let's do it.

Wait!

Oh, my God!

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.

This guy was ready
for war, Charlie.

Where's Megan?

She's over there.

Who was the guy in there?

So, there was a
guy? You saw him?

No.

If this was the lab, then
what was the other location?

It's, uh, like, a legit
business to buy the chemicals

and launder the money,
but the lab was here.

I mean, it was like superlab. You could
make 100 pounds of the stuff every few days.

That's how many doses?

Well, it's over half
a million, at least.

Now, why didn't it
show up on your map?

I mean, they had to be moving
product in and out of here.

My... My system wasn't
rich enough, you know?

That this place is
connected is true,

but I can't prove
it, given my axioms.

I have to add more information.

So it's possible there could be
more labs? Sure, it's possible.

All right, just
give me a second.

I saw the wiring at the last
second. I tried to stop him.

All right, now, look, you can't
beat yourself up about this now.

You just can't, all right?

Gallagher's dead. I
told him to go in there.

I had tactical command.

You saw somebody in there?

White guy.

Thirties, average build. I
couldn't even see his face.

He's not there.

There's no human
remains in there.

Well, then, he must
have been standing

at the center of the explosion,

and there's just nothing left.

You sure about what you saw?

Absolutely.

All right.

Uh, may I ask you
about that computer?

Wait, wait, h-hold
on. Put this on.

What is it?

It monitors meth
concentration, you know?

You know, when they cook the
stuff, the fumes get into the walls,

the ceilings, I
mean, everything.

Even breathing the crap can
make pinholes in your brain.

That's just what I need.

He was puttin'
stuff in a duffel bag.

I don't know what.
Clothes, money,

I couldn't see. And
there was a window

and curtains.

You saw him through curtains?

I saw him, Don.

All right.

Hey, we found something.

There's a tunnel.

Vents from the lab upstairs
feed right down through there.

That's why no one in the
neighborhood could smell it.

Oh, yeah.

All right. This is
how he got out.

Whoa. Hey, let's get
out of here. All right?

Are we looking for
something specific

beyond the guy's name?

Who he was doing business with.

We suspect that there
are additional meth labs

because of the quantity of
chemicals seized at the chrome shop.

All right, first,

we'll hook the hard drive
up to a new computer.

Same model it was in before.

Now, the heat from the fire

may have corrupted some
of the data path addresses

but probably not all.

The address wasn't corrupt.

Sorry?

Nothing.

I have a fact that
I know is true,

but it doesn't fit the scheme
that I've worked out for it.

So, the scheme is wrong.

No. Incomplete.

I need to expand my data.

It's not booting, so
I'll slide the plate off

and try to read it
with a magnetic head.

So the man who escaped
was the leader of the flock.

Flock?

He doesn't follow the same rules

as his subordinates.
He leads the way,

therefore creating
greater distance

between himself and the others.

Oh. Here we go.

Lots of garbage.

JPEG.

Some sort of digital photograph.

Not too exciting.

Well, maybe we can use the Pradeep
Sen method to see into the windows.

He's taken illumination
algorithms to the next level,

and I can use them to
enhance this photograph.

And what about the tunnel?

Let out about 50 feet away.

And the house?
Rented under an alias.

So, we got all the underlings,

and the kingpin got away?

The Fire Commissioner
confirmed your suspicion.

The explosion was
set off intentionally.

So we want this guy for
murder as well as meth,

and we don't know
anything about him?

Mr. Rimbelli. Is Tiny dead?

Tiny died trying
to warn your boss.

To hell with you and him.

Tiny was his brother.

So your brother's dead,

and you and your whole
crew are going to Chino,

and your boss is gonna skate?

Don't try to play me.

I'm not the one
who's playin' you.

I mean, unless
you think your boss

is gonna be sittin' outside to
pick you up in 10 or 15 years.

You offering something?
I want a name.

You don't know that?

You don't know crap.

What do you want?

A low-end sentence
recommendation.

And me and the boys
do our time together.

What's the name?

He's got a hundred aliases,

but his name is

Lamberg.

Derrick Lamberg.

Where is he going?

He's probably laying by his
pool at his place in Mexico.

You won't get him.

Check it.

Hey, so Lamberg's
not in the system.

No social, no driver's
license, no credit cards.

So it's either a bad
name or he's off the grid?

Yeah. We're waitin'
on prints and DNA.

He's got a house in Mexico.

Yeah? Well, let's get a
description out to the airports.

You know? I mean, trains,
buses, borders, everything, right?

Neighbors described
him same as Megan.

Mid-thirties, average,
Caucasian male.

Well, that's no good. I mean,
we gotta have more than that.

He's on the run. He's
gonna need cash.

So we find out who owes him
money and how he collects,

how he makes shipments. Yeah.

These big operations like
to play it legit, you know?

I mean, delivery
services, wire transfers.

Straight up's the best
cover, so you should check up

on a-any delivery companies
that went to that address.

You get a hit, get a warrant,

you intercept whatever's being
shipped out of there. You hear me?

Got it.

I'll follow up on the computer.

Megan. I'm all right, Don.

Look, come here. Hey, hold on.

Have you ever lost
anyone on your command?

No. 'Cause I have.

About ten months ago, a great
agent named Matthew McKnight.

And I didn't know how
it was gonna hit me,

and I don't think you really
know how it's gonna hit you.

So what I'm thinking is
maybe you should go home,

you know, I mean,
just for a day.

I'm not gonna do that.

Why? You don't have
anything to prove around here.

You know that, right?
Yeah, so let me do my job.

You sure?

One hundred percent.

All right.

So did they send her home?

I told you, Larry, Megan's okay.

Yeah, but this agent
was killed, right?

Yes. Well, I mean,

she's gonna feel responsible.

I was there. It was
clearly not her fault.

But this degree of
traumatic experience

would disturb even the
most stable of Homo sapiens.

This is not even
to take into account

the double X
chromosome situation.

Situation? Yeah?

You know, women have
two X chromosomes.

Men have an X and a so-called Y.

But I think if you examine it
closely, you'll find, as I have,

that the Y is really just
an X with a piece missing.

Implying what?

Well, since I'm
missing that very piece,

I may not be
qualified to answer,

but I think it has something
to do with, you know,

they're just more sensitive.

Or that they can bear children?

Yeah, well, that, too, I guess.

Do you think it's inappropriate

if I were to send her flowers?

This is so odd. What?

This process is
introducing more artifacts.

Hey, Charlie.

Steganography.

Stega-who-graphy?

Steganography. Hey,
Dad, what's going on?

How are you, Charlie?
Oh, I was in the area.

I was just having a
meeting with Rolf Peterson,

the engineer for my
downtown mall project.

You wanna...
Want to take a look?

Oh, yeah, always.

There you go.

What is this steganography?

It's the classic, you know, uh,

picture hidden
in a picture thing.

Only this is digital
steganography, isn't it?

Yeah.

Where one image is embedded
in the coding of another image.

Yeah, it's very hot right now.

The Defense Department is
encrypting satellite imagery.

Oh? How... How do they do that?

Now, I'll show you.

Simply take a CD,

and I look for the
nearest sharp object.

That'll do.

Why are you ruining the CD?

No. If I scratch a
record, it would ruin it,

but this CD will still play.

I've created gaps in
its readable data, but...

The software fills in the gaps,

making educated guesses
as to what it should be,

resulting in complete
images from partial data.

Precisely. And since we
suspect that there is an image

hidden in this picture...

We try to tell the
computer to look at it

in another way.

I'm gonna try
adjusting the pixels

by one more negative power.

Okay, and you can see
the edges are deteriorating.

Yeah.

So who's the criminal?

It's some
methamphetamine dealer.

Here, let's see what this does.

Oh, God.

Turn it off.

I'll take the girl's
image out of the picture

and we can study it for details.

Right, the lab
can deal with that.

Can you tell me if this
was sent over the Internet?

Partial data, there's
no way to know.

The pornographic
image was encrypted

in a photograph of the
house that exploded.

Well, so the photographs could've
been taken by the same camera?

Maybe. Not necessarily.

Which is it?

We really can't be sure.

All right, well, look, we know
the guy was into child porn,

but the photograph could've been
taken in, like, even five years ago.

You know what?
I'll make you a copy.

Well, that's all right, just give it to
me. Our guys will know what to do.

Except they didn't find
this picture, did they?

Well, you can explain it to 'em.

Well, you know what,
I'll keep working on it.

Come on. It could be one of hundreds
of photographs on the computer.

Or this child could
need our help right now.

Charlie, why don't you let his
people pursue it. Dad, please.

Yeah, why don't you let
our people pursue it, all right?

We have an entire unit dedicated
to crimes against children.

Because... So, I
mean, wait, hold on.

Charlie, look, you gotta
understand the reality of crimes like...

Excuse me, I
understand the reality!

I'm not... I'm gonna
go back to, uh...

Your office. Yeah.

What the hell are you doing?

I need more than the photograph.

I gotta stop a guy from
disappearing into Mexico!

An agent was killed.

He set off the explosion? Yes.

Thank you!

Charlie, walk me to my car.

I need to get back to my work.

You need to clear your head.

Walk me to my car.

Yeah. There are thousands
of kids in trouble. I know that.

But, you know, when
one pops up in your face,

it, sure, it seems reasonable

to at least attempt to...

I know, I know, Charlie. It's
terribly disturbing. I understand that.

Correct. So the best thing I
can do is find useful details

to help Don catch this guy

and perhaps
locate this little girl.

Charlie, this is not a
career that you've chosen.

You don't have to
do this, you know.

What are you saying, that I
should just walk away, right?

Dad, what kind of
person would do that?

You wouldn't do that.

This is not about me, Charlie.

The girl in the
picture reminds me

of a girl I knew.

Jessica Cartman.

Jessica Cartman?
You mean the... the kid

who used to live two
blocks away from us? Yeah.

Well, what happened to her?

I don't know, I... I just always
felt like something was up with her.

But, Charlie, you were
only a kid at the time.

Right. I'm not
anymore. I got to go.

We know it was encrypted,

we just can't tell if it was
sent over the Internet.

Yeah, well, this'll cross-reference
her face against our database

of over a million
images of exploited kids.

Did you say a million?
Yeah, and growing.

See, this program matches
facial characteristics

similar to that of a DNA test.

Right.

Damn, it's too bad.
She's not a known victim.

So, then, what do you do now?
I mean, what... what happens?

Well, the photo gets analyzed.

We've had some luck
matching beds in the background,

finding repeat
locations that way.

How long, you think? It's
gonna be a few days, man.

We got backlogs. But I'll try to
run it through as quick as I can.

Yeah, I'd appreciate it. Do what
you can, all right? No problems.

I wanna know if you have
property leased to Derrick Lamberg

in Sonora, Mexico.
He's a fugitive.

Yes, I'll hold.

Hey... Excuse me, Charlie,
hold on a second, man.

We just got a hit on
a delivery service.

They picked up nine packages
at the meth house this morning.

I'll let you know if it's
anything. That's great.

Hi. What you got?

I was able to
detect a reflection

of what I think is a man
in the glass of the window.

How much can you see?

Only an outline, but
there's definitely a presence.

Of course, there's a presence,
Charlie, somebody took the picture.

What else do you have?

I need to work with the
Crimes Against Children office,

show them what I have.

Enlargements of
carpet, bed, drapes...

Charlie, I need
something concrete.

This guy is gonna skip
to Mexico and game over.

Yes, I understand.

You... You feel because of
Agent Gallagher's death...

This isn't about how I feel.

We need to get
this guy, Charlie.

Yes, I'm here. Anything?

Yes, I have enlargements
from the photograph that...

The chemicals from the bust

were manufactured
in Sonora, Mexico.

I'm checking to see if
he's leasing anything there,

and I gave his description
to the Border Patrol.

I know, average white guy.
It could be anyone, right?

Charlie, there's
nothing else you can do?

As I stated, I have enlargements
from the photograph.

I'm going to give them to the
Crimes Against Children squad, okay?

I already handed those
off. Give me... Come here.

Give me these.
What... What's goin' on?

Come on. Look, we have a
system for finding these kids.

Just let the system
do its job, all right.

Your system's incomplete.

Charlie, give me a break.
It's the best in the world.

What are you talking about?

Complex systems require
redundancy, computers, the military,

human brains, but not the FBI?

Why don't you want
me to find this child?

What are you talking
about? That is so unfair.

I wanna find the kid
as much as you do,

and I wanna find
the perpetrator.

Why don't you tell me what's buggin'
you so much about this photograph?

This child has shown up
in front of us for a reason.

She may lead us to
Lamberg. Even if she doesn't,

Don, I need to take
action to find this little girl.

That's what I'm
doing. I'm taking action.

No, you're not. Yes, I am.

You were right about
that delivery service.

We grabbed 20 pounds
of meth and got a hit

on a wire transfer for Lamberg.

Great, let's get on that.

They've been missing
since yesterday.

I'm... I'm really concerned.

I'd like to file a report.
- Okay.

Agent Romero?

Yeah? I'm Charles
Eppes, Don Eppes' brother.

I'm working on a photograph that
I believe he also shared with you.

Charles, yeah. Don brought
something in here earlier.

I have some enhanced imagery.

I'll put it in the database.

What are the chances
we can find this little girl?

Let's... Let's go in here.

My wife's an addict.

I'm scared she might be
trading my little girl for drugs.

Well, we'll do the
best we can, sir.

Charlie?

No. Hey, Dad. It's me, Don.

Oh, hey.

Sorry to wake you.
W-Where is he?

Oh, I think he's at his
office, working on your case.

Oh, yeah? Good. I mean,
we've hit nothing but dead ends

and he doesn't have his
head in the game at all.

You know, it's
1:00 in the morning?

Yeah, so what, I'm
working. Listen, hard-ass,

I know he's got a
job that he's doin',

I know all about that.

It's just that this case,

it's messing with
his head, you know?

It's reminding him of something
that he's feeling guilty about.

Why? What, did he do
something I don't know about?

No. It's not what he
did, it's what he didn't do.

He saw this girl one time,

and she was in trouble and
he, uh, he didn't save her.

I mean, how the hell could he,

he was only a child at the time.

But, you know, being
Charlie, he's got a big heart

and he feels responsible.

And now, to atone,
he's banging his head

against a door
that'll never open.

You're never gonna
find this girl, are you?

Well, Dad, you know, I
mean, the odds are against it,

but he's... he's gotta learn, you
know? Everyone gets emotional.

You still gotta do your job.

Listen, Don, this is a life that
you've chosen for yourself.

I'd rather you not
choose it for Charlie.

What'd you say,
he's at the school?

I couldn't get him to come home.

Dad, let me explain something.
This guy killed an agent, okay?

We missed catching
him by minutes.

He's on the run, we
don't have a lead.

So, I'm sorry, but I have to
push Charlie. That's the way it is.

You don't have to
push him, he's doing it.

I gotta go to bed, I've
got an early meeting.

Good night.

This Rigel is
particularly bright tonight.

Mmm.

If he's using advanced coding

to hide his child pornography,

well, then, he's a... Yeah.

He's an intelligent pedophile.

He's paranoid.

He's cautious.

He's...

I don't know, what is "D"?

"D" is that he'll apply
these same techniques

to other information
he wants to conceal.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I see what you mean.

So, one might assume a ratio

of most dangerous
information hidden

with most advanced
coding, and...

The entire hard
drive's encrypted.

Or partitioned.

A phantom hard drive.

Larry, come on. Yeah, yeah.

We gotta get to the computer
lab as fast as we can.

I know a shortcut
through Metallurgy.

There's only two
gig of storage here.

And I tried the fdisk command.

It's rebooting, I'm guessing.

Yeah. A second partition, huh?

There's gotta be
an executable file

to access the hidden
operating system.

What's the deal? There's
more people in here

in the middle of the night
than at 10:00 in the morning.

Looks like the FBI.

Yeah, less distracting
at night. Deeper thinking.

Yeah? What are you guys doin'?

Trying to follow the logic

of an intelligent,
paranoid pedophile.

Lamberg created a
phantom hard drive.

What do you mean, it's
there, but you can't find it?

Exactly. It's a
mathematical illusion.

Like the magician's
disappearing trick.

The computer's hard drive

looks perfectly
normal at first glance,

just like the magician's box.

But there's a hidden place.
An unseen, secret compartment.

Lamberg did the same
thing with his computer.

He hid his data in a
separate, secret place.

It's a trick, you know? It's a very
clever computer partition trick.

So what do you
think? Can you find it?

I think

I just did. Okay, here we go.

Hmm, just as we thought, huh?

All the data's been encrypted.

Well, come on, Charlie, you
with all your NSA experience,

you can't break that?

Oh, this discrete logarithm
provides quite an obstacle.

You know what, Larry, that
would really only be a problem

if Lamberg hadn't based his
cryptosystem on a supersingular curve.

You guys think he has, what, like a background
in math or intelligence or something?

No, it's downloadable
from the Net.

High school kids are encrypting
files from their parents' prying eyes,

even as we speak.

I got it. DON: Yeah?

Wow, okay.

Some of the data has been
damaged in the explosion,

but there's fragments
we can read.

Our despicable felon
is a proud member of...

The Long Beach Gun Club.

Oh, that's a good
lead. That's great.

Hey, call me if you get
anything else on him.

Yeah, we'll keep looking.

Loop me into what you
know, it might help my search.

Hey, Colby, it's me. Yeah,
Long Beach Gun Club, okay?

Apparently, Lamberg
was a member.

So, wake up whoever you gotta
wake up, get his file, his photo,

anything you can, all right?

All right, guys, thanks.

Well, I opted for sending Megan

seven aromatic white tuberoses,

anonymously.

But what good is it if
she doesn't know it's you?

Well, I'm a physicist,
Charles. I believe she'll still feel

the cloud of virtual
possibilities surrounding her,

even if she has not yet
identified the particle.

You're talking about vibes.

Yeah, well, somewhat
crudely put, but...

Wait.

Yeah, that's... that's
my fax machine.

I asked Don to send
me Lamberg's photo.

Curiosity. Not great for cats,

but very good for scientists.

You know, I've seen this guy.

Is that the infamous
Lamberg, huh?

Hmm.

She's been missing since
yesterday. My wife's an addict.

I'm concerned she might be
trading my little girl for drugs.

He was just in the FBI office.

I don't understand. You're
saying Lamberg was here?

He was in the Crimes
Against Children office.

Charlie, it doesn't
make any sense.

He's a fugitive. I mean,
why would he do that?

I saw him in Romero's
office. He was there.

All right, I'll check it
out. I'll get back to you.

You're not gonna believe this.

Charlie says Lamberg was here.

What do you mean, here?
In the building. It's crazy.

Why would he be in the building?

In the Crimes
Against Children office.

So why don't you check their
records for any white males

who may have made a
statement, or a complaint.

I mean, maybe they
left a contact number.

I'm gonna check
the surveillance tapes

in and out of the
building. Okay.

And you're sure it was him?

Infinity. Same guy.

Aristotle said that infinity
is the lack of limitation.

Which, I suppose, could
be a definition of evil.

David talked to an agent in the
Crimes Against Children office.

Charlie was right, she's linked.

It's the same girl.

What, so Lamberg goes in there

and files a complaint, under
an alias, against his ex-wife?

Claims she stole the daughter?

He's workin' a scam
to get us to find the girl.

He even left a cell phone
where he can be reached,

which David traced to the
Weber Motel on Hoover.

All right, well, what are
the chances he's still there?

A pedophile obsessed with
his prey won't leave without her.

This is Lamberg's weakness.

He's gonna sit
and wait for that call

telling him that we found her.

And then he's gonna show up

and save her from
an abusive mother.

And if nobody knows
what he looks like,

he just comes across
as another distraught dad.

Gets the girl, he
skips to Mexico.

This guy's got some set on him.

You all right? You up for this?

Oh, yeah.

Hey, are you the cops?

FBI. Do you work here?

Yeah, I'm the manager.
You guys are Feds?

That's right.

And you're here about my truck?

Your truck?

Hey, it got stole
about 30 minutes ago.

No, we're not here
about your truck, sorry.

Have you seen this man?

Oh, yeah, he came in earlier,
looking for his daughter.

Wait, she's here?

No, not no more, she ain't.

He took her?

Who? This man.

No, no, no, no.
He... He came in,

asked for the room number,

and next thing I know, I
see my truck driving away.

So this guy stole your truck?

No, the woman did. Crazy bitch.

She must have
seen him in the office.

Where is he now?

I guess he took off after her.

What was he driving?

A new BMW, very slick.

Let's put out an APB and tell them
that they should be looking for...

What color is his car?

Blue. Blue.

If he hasn't caught her already,

he'll be following her. Got it.

Will you show me the room where the
mother and the daughter were staying?

Oh, yes.

I don't understand.

What was he
doing in this office?

He was using the FBI to
help him find his daughter.

She's his daughter?

Unfortunately, it's not that
uncommon for an abusive parent

to accuse the innocent parent,
and then use the authorities

to help track down the child.

Her name's Libby, all right?
He was here filing a... a complaint

against his ex-wife, a woman
named Michelle Collins.

Well, I found fragments from
dozens of e-mails he sent to her.

To Libby.

Let me see.

Hey, where... where's this?

This stuffed animal is
from the other picture.

Where'd you find
this? The motel.

I mean, she was on the run with her daughter,
presumably to get away from Lamberg.

I tried to tell you she needed our
help, man. Yeah, Charlie, look...

Now, didn't I try to tell you
that? Yeah, and I told you

there is more at stake
than just her, okay?

I got a dead agent and a guy
who's putting millions of dollars worth

of the worst drug to hit this
country in years out on the street!

I wanna find her as much
as you do, but I'm tired of this!

Okay, guys, looking
at these e-mails,

he is totally obsessed with her.

He's not gonna
leave without her.

Well, then we've gotta
find her before he does.

What can I do? How
about I let you know?

I have to do something.
Hey, check this out.

It's the stolen truck.

Ah! We need to call LAPD.

We need them to tell them to
look for Lamberg's blue BMW.

All right. You get out there.
I'll call LAPD. Hey, Charlie?

What? Stay here.

Michelle Collins,

the road is a dead end.

Get out with your hands up.

Get your hands off the wheel
and step out of your truck!

Don't shoot us!

My child's in the car!

What are you doing?

Suspect's got a missing
girl with her. Suspect?

Michelle Collins. She's wanted
for parental kidnapping charges

and drug trafficking.

That's Lamberg's wife.
Where's the other car?

The blue BMW?

Lamberg killed an FBI
agent. Your suspect is a victim!

Hey, lower your
weapons. We called it in.

Nobody in your
office notified you?

No, we're working on a tip.

That's Lamberg. Romero, he's been
using you to help him find his daughter.

Turns out this
guy's a pedophile.

Are you okay? MICHELLE:
He was chasin' us.

I'm sorry, you can put your
hands down. Come out of the car.

Oh, you must be Libby.

It's okay, honey, it's safe now.

Oh, yeah. Come out
with me and Mommy.

Oh, and you had to come out
of the house in your pajamas.

Let's get you a blanket,

here, with Mommy.

Thanks. Okay.

Come on up to our car.

If Lamberg knows
we have his daughter,

there's no reason
for him to stay.

No.

He's gone.

He's gonna get rid of that car.

He can buy one,
he can steal one.

Guy like this wants to
move faster, you know?

He wants to be more invisible.

I mean, we've got
agents at every airport.

Yeah, but LAX has
all that heavy security.

Maybe Ontario.

Union Station.

In one of his e-mails,

he talked to Libby
about train rides.

I'll go. No, no, no,
come on, Megan.

Look, you haven't had a break.
You haven't had any sleep at all.

Nobody's had any sleep.

I'll take Colby.

All right.

You know, I didn't
mean to imply earlier

that you weren't doing
everything you could for this child.

You should go home, too.

We haven't caught him yet.

I walked in on Derrick
messing with Libby,

and I knew I had to
get my act together.

He tried to offer me
more drugs, you know.

Hey. To shut me up.

But I ran away,

me and Lib.

The mother's not
stable. Mmm-hmm.

She's only been off
meth for three weeks.

I don't think that we can
leave the girl in her custody.

Okay, wait, h-hold on.

You know, I think she made a
pretty heroic effort for that kid.

I understand that, Don...

Where else can she go?

Foster care. Oh, no.

I don't know. She
tried to save her kid.

That has to count for something.

Didn't your office seize
most of Lamberg's assets?

Yeah, I filed the order myself.

Why can't the US Attorney's
office use those assets

to help his kid, help them
both get on their feet?

If we can prove he abused her...

He had pictures of
her on his computer.

I mean, come on, her
bedroom was in a superlab.

I mean, they test her, we're
gonna find traces of meth

in her blood, in her hair.

Okay, let me talk to her.

Please.

Attention, please.

Amtrak train number
187 from Santa Barbara

now arriving, track number four.

Colby, what you got?

Nothin' yet. Why,
you seen anything?

Not yet.

Yeah, I'm starting to
think maybe the airport.

Just keep looking.

Where's my mom?

She's just right next door.

So your dad never touched you?

No.

He never hurt you?

No. Stop asking me.

See how her eyes flicker
when she looks to the right?

She's lying.

We want to stop him

from hurting you,
Libby, or anybody else.

Are you afraid of him?

Look, you don't
have to say anything.

Just... You can nod
your head yes or no.

Are you scared of him?

Yeah. Okay.

What about your mom?

Are you scared of her?

No.

Can I see her now?

Sure.

This can be overcome, right?

It's possible for this child to
grow up to live a normal life?

And we're doing everything
we can to help her, all right?

Attention, please.

All passengers on southbound
Amtrak Surfliner to San Diego,

boarding track number
two in ten minutes.

Your attention, please.

All passengers on southbound...

He just got up. Tan
cap, sunglasses.

He's walking towards me.

All right. I got him.

Hey, buddy, you got a light?

I said, you got
a light, Derrick?

Get on your knees, bitch!

Put your hands behind your head.

- What's happening?
- Is everything all right?

FBI, it's okay. What's goin' on?

Shut up.

I think there's
been some mistake.

Yeah, I should've put one in
your head while I had the chance.

Stand up.

Hey, we got him. You sure?

Yeah, they're
bringing him in now.

You were right. He was at Union
Station with a ticket to San Diego.

I mean, he was gonna
just walk across the border,

right out in the open.

Here he is now.

Hey, guys.

Good job.

I want my lawyer, immediately.

Take him to room one.

Hey, hey!

Come on, Charlie. I'll
give you a ride home.

Come on.

You need to get some
food in you, Charlie,

and some sleep.

You've been up for 36 hours.

You ever wanna kill somebody?

A couple of times.

Like today.

There was this girl
in my neighborhood,

when I was a kid.

Jessica.

She never said anything
about it, but I knew.

I could tell by watching
her with her father.

The way he would keep
his hand on her shoulder.

She hated it.

And she looked at me,

and I knew.

And I never did
anything about it.

Can you believe that?

Yeah. You were
just a kid, Charlie.

It doesn't matter. I knew.

You would've done something,

and I didn't.

I don't know what
I would've done,

or what Don would've done.

No one ever knows what
they're gonna do in a situation

until they're there.

I know I did nothing.

Why don't you do something now?

Why don't you find Jessica
and see how she's doing?

I could do that.

Sleep on it first, though.

Mmm-mmm, I'll go talk to her.

Yeah. That's an
action I can take.

Thank you.

How do you deal with this stuff?

We did a good thing today.

We did a good thing.