Numb3rs (2005–2010): Season 3, Episode 14 - Take Out - full transcript

Multiple robberies at upscale restaurants bring Don's team in once it escalates to murder. Elsewhere, both Charlie and Don must do some soul searching as one tackles a psychiatric review and another questions the ethics of a pharmaceutical company that wants to use his name.

(indistinct,
overlapping chatter)

(utensils clinking)

(door closing)

(indistinct conversations,
soft music playing)

Hey!

Wallets, purses, cell phones,

everything on the table.

If you hold back, you get shot.

Do it, do it now!

Too slow! Rapido!

Don't think. Do it!



(cell phone beeps)

Everything on the table.

I'll shoot you in the face.

Don't look at me.

(man grunts, patrons scream)

LAPD! Don't move!

Drop the weapon.

Put your hands in the air.

Now!

(speaks Spanish)

(gun thuds onto floor)

Put your hands

in the air.

Tranquilo.



(people screaming and shouting)

Vamonos. Rapido!

Let's go, let's go.

Stay seated.

You move, you die.

(yelling in Spanish)

Let's go, let's go, let's go!

(classical music playing)

(indistinct chatter)

This is a disaster.

This tux is very...

It's very itchy.

Stop whining.

As promised, you look
like James Bond. You do.

My circle-circle tangent joke

went right over
the senator's head.

Come on. External similitude
humor isn't for everybody.

Oh... I laughed my head off.

Millie, I'm no fundraiser...

No, but you know what you are?

You're a fund magnet, all right?

Your five minutes
with the senator

raised us a quarter
of a million dollar grant.

Really? Yeah.

That's not too
bad. It's fantastic.

Are you kidding?

That's five new jobs in
five minutes, all right?

That is a real victory.

Listen, these lobbyists,
these politicians, all right?

They don't want to
understand what they're funding.

They could care less.

They're bored.

They want to be impressed.

You are so impressive.

You're the one and
only Charlie Eppes...

More dazzling in person

than your legendary
name would suggest.

Legendary. Don't go too far.

You just keep doing
what you're doing.

You reel them in, and I
will seal the deals, all right?

In astronomical terms,
it's called syzygy.

It's where all of the planets
are in perfect alignment.

You, me... (phone ringing)

and a room full of
money for the university.

What? Hey, Don.

Well, I-I'm kind of in the
middle of something right now.

Oh.

Yeah. Okay.

I'll be right there.

I'm sorry.

This is really important.

Could have
guessed. I understand.

See you.

OFFICER: No way to
predict where they go next.

COLBY: All right,
yeah, I understand.

Well, listen, this
is Agent Eppes.

Why don't you brief
him? Hey. How you doing?

Uh, well, uh, we were
chasing a pattern robbery.

Two guys, in masks,
with body armor, in and out

of upscale restaurants
in under ten minutes.

COLBY: They were
grabbing purses,

wallets, cell phones.

No jewelry, never
touched the register.

They've been hitting
all over the Valley.

No way to predict
where they'd go next.

We had to split up.

Two-man spotter teams
in a dozen restaurants

with Rapid Deployment
Teams waiting for the signal.

What, they didn't call it in?

They did.

We weren't fast enough.

I screwed up.

Bad plan,

bad intel.

(sighing): I got
these guys killed.

All right, Jim,

you just got to give
yourself a break, all right?

Give yourself some air here.

You didn't get
anyone killed, all right?

Just give us a
minute, all right?

All right.

So the, uh, witnesses said

that the officers
ID'd themselves.

They were able to
disarm the robbers,

but then two customers over here

popped up with
handguns and opened fire.

And they collected their
bullet casings before they left.

So, what, they come
in, they scope it out,

they signal the other two...

Don.

Nice.

Very, uh..

James Bond.

No.

Yeah, no, I didn't
think so, either.

So, two police
officers were hurt.

They were killed,
actually, in a robbery here.

There have been eight
restaurant robberies,

all at upscale places.

Hmm. This is pretty spread out.

I mean, I can tell you

that no geographic
pattern jumps out at me.

Maybe with more data
on methods and times...

DON: What about those

bank robberies you
predicted? Remember?

Was that the time you
got shot? Yeah. Yeah.

I mean, they killed two
cops here, you know?

So, needless to say, we'd
like to shut these guys down

before they hit again.

I'll find them for you.

MEGAN: So,

we went through
the reservations.

The inside couple used a
fake name, bogus number.

Yeah. Well, go figure.

But I went back,
and I cross-checked it

with the other robberies.

I figured, you know, if
they're part of the M.O.,

maybe they screwed
up somewhere...

They used the same name,
or the same phone number.

Right. And? And
they didn't screw up.

I have nothing.

(clears throat) Getting
anywhere with the profiles?

Three guys and one girl.

It really could be any
number of dynamics, so...

unless a witness can
remember something other than

big guns and
Hispanic accents, um...

Right. COLBY: Think we know

why they're taking
the cell phones.

DAVID: Victims can't
cancel their credit cards

before they're maxed out.

They've been getting
over 60 grand a hit.

How are they burning
the cards so fast?

They're doing it online.

Uh, victims are being
charged for big ticket items:

plasma TVs, hotel reservations.

Right. Well, what
about tracing the goods?

COLBY: Well, that's the thing.

There aren't any
goods. They're setting up

these dummy
Internet corporations,

they're running the charges,

and then shutting
them down the next day.

That's money laundering
in the new millennium.

Yeah. So I got our techs
on the service providers.

See if we can get some names,

find out who's
building the sites,

and where the money's going.

Wait. You remember that guy?

Uh, what was the
name, Ricky Jones?

He was hitting all those
Beverly Hills jewelry stores,

and they were leaving
the gold and taking the...

the customers' credit cards? I
know what you're talking about.

I'll reach out to him.

MEGAN: You know, I still believe

most criminals are
not perfect at first.

You know, they make
mistakes, they leave

evidence behind.

And now that we know the M.O.'s,
maybe we should go back and look

at those first robberies again.

Yeah.

Why-Why don't you guys go, huh?

Sweet.

FBI's paying for lunch.

(quiet laugh)

No.

No...

Moron.

That's absolutely incorrect.

Makes no sense whatso...

(gasps)

Oh!

I'm sorry.

(laughing): I didn't
mean to startle you.

(gasps) In
Antarctica, we're used

to doing everything
very quietly.

It's like a-a big

library with penguins.

Sorry about leaving last night.

Oh, no. Don't be.

Actually, the school
made out very well.

You made us a lot
of dough. Thank you.

Oh, yeah?

Interesting analysis, huh?

Yeah. Used it a couple years ago

to predict bank
robberies, but it's not quite

lending itself to
the current problem

as easily as I'd hoped.

You know... and don't take this

as a criticism, but...

Is it criticism? Yes.

Okay then. A couple months ago,

I read about the system
used to differentiate

between institutional
targets... you know,

like banks and stuff... And
civilian targets... like a...

Like restaurants? Yeah.

Wait. Are-are you...

Are you talking about Homeland
Security's threat matrix?

Yeah.

I think it might serve
your purposes a bit better.

Yeah, there was an
article about a year ago.

Mm-hmm. It was this one.

(laughs)

How did you know?

I don't know.

How'd I know? Let's see.

You run off to help
the FBI, and, uh,

I read an article about two
police officers being killed.

My advanced math
degree allows me

to put two plus two together.

Professor... Millie, thank you.

You're welcome.

Oh, and after you left,

I spoke to a couple lobbyists
from MacMillan Pharmaceuticals.

Apparently, they're
looking for a reason

to dump their excess riches

into our humble coffers.

A reason... Mm-hmm.

Such as...? Oh, I don't know.

Maybe having one of the world's
greatest minds as point man

on their new pharmacokinetic
modeling project.

Talking about me? My mind?

Now, you know, they
just require a little dazzling.

No tuxedo required.

Okay. Just set it up,
and I'll-I'll be there.

Great. Done.

You know, Sinclair,
every time you pull me out

to pick my brain,
my credibility drops.

Well, yeah, you have cred,

and you have good word
with the parole board.

You have a choice, brother.

Well, you're not looking local.

I don't know of any
crews that ambush cops.

You think it was an ambush?

Oh, hell, yeah.

This type of work attracts

two kinds... the ones

that are about money,

and the ones that
are about violence.

If it's about money,
you might hit somebody,

show him his own blood,

but you don't pull the
trigger. All that gets

is more panic and less time

to get clear.

Okay, so you think these guys...

This-this crew...
They're about violence.

No.

I don't think so, no.

They're not wild enough.

Ricky, dude, help me out, man.

You're doing business.

Suddenly there's cops
everywhere you want to be.

Most people in my
line of work will either

lay low or move on,

but these guys

decided to send you a statement.

You think they're trying to
back us off by killing cops?

Who'd be dumb
enough to think that?

I don't know,

but they're a
different kind of crazy.

(door opening)

Hey.

Thanks. Hey. How's it going?

Oh, I don't know.

Um, how'd it go at the
restaurant? You find anything?

Just an overdone steak.

The owner said

these guys knew
the layout, 'cause

they clipped the wires
to the security camera.

MEGAN: If there was a learning
curve, it was somewhere else.

All she could remember

were Spanish
accents... One so heavy

she could barely understand him.

COLBY: Yeah,
they knew their guns,

they maintained discipline,
policed their brass.

I'm thinking it's possible

they might have
been ex-military.

Right, and this guy says that
they were sending us a message.

You know, soldiers

from an unstable political
environment would be more likely

to go head-to-head
with authority figures.

Right, and the accents. Yeah.

I mean, we've trained a lot

of Central and South American
Special Forces over the years.

It could have been a
group up here on a rotation,

and they got the
lay of the land,

and then decided that

robbery pays better
than soldiering.

Sure. Why don't you run
with that, see what we get?

Okay. All right...

Um, I saw your envelope.

From Trauma Recovery.

I got the same thing last month.

It's on the spree killing?

Yeah. It's ridiculous.

I mean, you, know, the Review
Board already cleared me.

Yeah, but, you know,
the thing about therapy...

If you put a little bit
in, you get a lot out.

Yeah, well, the guy
better sign the thing

and get me out of there.

CHARLIE: This threat
matrix isn't quite right yet.

It's set to predict
the unpredictable...

Terrorist attacks...
But robberies, they're...

they have their own unique
set of characteristics, you know?

Why did you start out with
the threat matrix to begin with?

It was Millie's suggestion.

Oh.

So after all that kicking and
screaming about the tuxedo,

it sounds like you
guys did some bonding.

Yeah, I mean, I have to say,
it wasn't so bad, you know?

I mean, you dazzle them
with a little Pythagorean wit

and their checkbooks crack open.

I'll tell you, if we can
get this MacMillan

pharmacokinetic
modeling project, well,

who knows what else the...

MacMillan Pharmaceuticals?

Yeah.

What?

I mean, they have a reputation

for exploiting Third
World countries.

They'll charge $500

for a vial of AIDS serum
that costs 50 cents.

I didn't know that.

I'll talk to Millie about it.

I think that would be wise.

What's missing here?

Something's missing here.

I don't know.

Uh, food?

Where are those menus?

Right.

(drawer sliding)

(paper rustling)

That's it.

Hey, Dave, did you find
anything on the money trail?

Yeah.

I followed the phony Web
site and credit card charges

back to an anonymous
offshore bank account in Nauru.

Nauru?

A small island in
the South Pacific.

Bank's refused to cooperate
unless we can prove

that specific deposits
came from a felony.

We can't point to
specific deposits

if they won't let us
look at the accounts.

And that particular Catch-22

has made the
small island of Nauru

a favorite financial center

for all kinds of
high-end lowlifes.

That's great.

Yeah, I came up empty
on the ex-military angle, too.

Seems over the past 30 years,
we've been a foreign exchange

program for just about
every country south of Texas.

Trained paramilitary
groups, special forces...

As soon as the country turns
or the army stops paying...

A lot of unemployed
soldiers who need work.

All right.

Maybe Charlie could help
us narrow down the list.

So Amita and I

adapted Homeland
Security's threat matrix

to examine these eight robberies

by target, time,
location and security.

We came up with this
list of similar targets.

Then we went even
further, evaluating

the restaurants in terms
of architecture and access

to fast escape routes.

It looks pretty much
like the LAPD's list.

Right, so I figured I
was on the right path,

but set theory
wasn't really working,

so then I applied

multidimensional
graph Laplacians

and PageRank matrices...

Yeah, that's what I
would've done, too.

Well, of course you
would've because that's a way

to investigate a group of things

and identify their
shared properties, right?

Think about a refrigerator

stocked with groceries... A
steak, wine, apples, a pie.

Now, each of those
items is unique

and can be purchased
at several different stores,

but more likely, a family
makes a single shopping trip.

You figured out
where the robbers

are shopping for their targets?

Simon's L.A. Restaurant Guide.

Yeah. The eight
restaurants they attacked

scored 93% or higher
on food quality and price.

Cost I get... these guys, they're
after the fattest credit cards.

And the higher the food
scores, the trendier restaurant,

the fattest credit cards.

Then we used those variables
to narrow it down even further.

So you think one
of these restaurants

is their next target?

Right, and you can't
cover all 15, so...

this site has the
highest probability.

(overlapping chatter)

Go, go, go.

Move, move.

(speaking Spanish):

Wallets, purses, cell phones.

(patrons screaming)
On the table now!

Now!

Everything goes in the bag.

If you hold back,

you'll get shot.

(phones ringing)

DAVID: Three guns
through the front door.

These guys didn't even
bother with the couple

in the back this time.

Double tap.

So it looks like an execution.

They killed two cops
to get away last time.

Wonder what this guy did?

Could be trying to send
us a message, you know.

Third World countries,
paramilitaries and drug gangs,

they'll execute civilians

just to warn the
local authorities

if they don't back off, they
got to expect more bodies.

Yeah, well, it ain't
going to work here.

CHARLIE: They didn't
hit the most likely location.

DAVID: Charlie, you got the date

and time right, man, you
just missed the exact place

where they were
going to hit, that's all.

No, no, I actually
missed something else.

Look, this place barely
showed up on my threat matrix.

If I'm off by this
large a margin,

there is no way I can
pinpoint these attacks.

All right, Charlie,
just relax, okay?

First of all, it's not
your fault, you know?

Just keep working
and do your thing.

I mean, come here,
don't worry about it.

MEGAN: The State
Department had no luck

with Nauru.

Their courts turned down

our application
for bank records.

Island's whole economy
is pinned on banking.

These guys are just
protecting their asset.

Yeah, but they're
making our life so difficult,

'cause with no
account information,

we have no identifiers.

There's no way to
trace back to the killers.

Well, try Treasury.

I mean, we've shut
down offshores before.

We just need a soft spot,
someone in L.A. we can pressure.

You have a thing
with the psychologist?

Yeah.

I know this is just an
appointment for you.

Okay. But?

But you never know
what's going to happen

till you walk in that door.

Think I need help?

I don't think they've made
the person yet who doesn't.

(scoffing): This
is a waste of time.

CHARLIE: Millie.

Hey.

Oh. Professor Eppes.

What can I do for you?

Oh. How goes your
threat matrixing?

It didn't work.

Really?

Oh, wow. I thought it
was a good approach.

Yeah, I know; so did I...

What do you know about
MacMillan Pharmaceuticals?

MacMillan. Oh, well, I know

that their
pharmacokinetic modeling

could save the lives of
the... what... 16,000 people

who overdose on simple,

over-the-counter
painkillers every year.

That's what I know.

Well, did you know
that drug companies

exploit Third World countries.

They sell them

overpriced and
expired medication...

Look, these companies, they're
not demons, they're not angels.

They are profit-seeking
concerns...

Some better than
others, some not so great.

It just seems to me that
it should be as important

to know where the money's
been as where it's going.

I've done my homework,
Charlie, thank you.

As corporations go, I
would characterize them

as relatively responsible now.

Relative?

Yeah.

Relative to what?

See? I should've known better

than to try to get that word
past a fellow math geek, huh?

Touché.

Have a seat.

No, I have the originals.

So...

Look, is there some
kind of problem?

There's not a problem.

FBI just wanted us to talk.

What about?

Anything.

Look, I don't hate
my dad, all right?

I like women, I
respect them as people,

I don't get off on
pulling my gun.

What else do you
want to talk about?

How do you feel when
you pull your gun?

(scoffing): Give me a break.

You brought it up.

Listen...

Yes, I shot Crystal Hoyle,

a spree killer who
kidnapped one of my agents

and was driving
straight at a roadblock

with a car full of grenades.

There was a trained
sniper on the scene.

An Agent, uh... Edgerton.

Why do you think he
didn't take the shot?

Well, uh, 'cause I
took the shot first.

Because you're a better shot?

No. Oh, well, I don't get it.

Let me tell you
something, all right?

Every single day, I
have to make decisions

that affect a lot
of people's lives.

Now, I don't expect
you to understand that.

I expect you to just

sign this document and let me

get back to my job, please, sir.

Why do you think I wouldn't
understand what you do?

'Cause it's not a textbook.

If you're not in it, it's
impossible to explain.

Well, I wasn't in the FBI.

Yeah, well...

But I was undercover
narcotics in East L.A.

I did two years

on a CRASH team in Compton, too.

Well, you know, I'm sorry.

I didn't know that.

No, you didn't.

You're gonna walk in here
with no respect for my work,

expecting me to respect yours.

No, man, that's
not it. It's just...

Thing is, I'm hung
over, and I'm hungry,

and you are my last
session before lunch,

and I was ready to run through
a half dozen routine questions,

listen to your routine answers,
and walk you out that door,

and now I don't know.

(phone ringing)

You got to take that?

(phone beeps off)

No, I don't.

So, I hear that, uh,
you and Millie had a, uh,

philosophical discussion
about ends and means?

What, do you and Millie
just talk about me a lot?

You're a very
interesting topic, Charlie.

Yeah, so, what do you think...
about MacMillan Pharmaceuticals?

What do you think? Oh.

Commerce versus ethics, huh?

You know, I spent 30 years

dealing with that very subject,

and I still don't
have a good answer,

and I wouldn't trust
anyone that said they did.

But if budget's not important,

then you can judge a project
on any grounds you want...

You know, morals, ethics.

Of course, if I had turned
down all those corporations

with a spotty track record,

a lot of low income housing
would never have been built.

Well, Dad, if I take the money,

then I'm just tacitly
approving of their methods.

I feel if we can turn
some of these giant

corporations down, then we
can get them to change their ways.

Oh, I applaud your
idealism, Charlie.

Got it from you.

Experience has tempered
my activism with pragmatism,

and I would like to think

the wisdom to continually
balance the two.

CHARLIE: And
which way do you think

this balances out?

I have no idea,

but right now, I'm
just an angry renter,

wondering when
his landlord is gonna

send the spider
people around again.

You know what?

I have to go.

Uh. Don't worry.

I'll load the laundry.

Hey, where is everybody?

Hey, what do you
mean, they're working.

Hey, look, I know I screwed up.

Come on, hey, Charlie,

look, seriously, with
all you do for us?

Well, my math wasn't wrong,
but my assumptions were wrong.

You know, I assumed
that all the data

belonged to the same set.

Right.

I mean, it's like,
it's like searching

for a spider or its prey,

by studying its web.

You see, we use tension
values of the silk web,

like vibrations and
weather conditions,

and other variables to reliably
predict where the spider is

and where the next insect
is going to get tangled.

However, there
are some species...

that build overlapping webs.

You see, I was assuming
that only one robbery team

was responsible for
all that data, and that,

that's where I was wrong.

So you're saying it's two
teams working together?

Not together, in tandem.

Right, planning together
but executing separately.

That's all you need to do...

is untangle those webs.

(speaking Spanish)

(shouting, rapid gunfire)

FBI!

DAVID: What's your name?

What are you doing here?

When did you...

When did you
get in this country?

(over speaker): You
want to play games?

DON (over speaker):
What's your name?

When did you enter the country?

(tapping fingers)

Why are you here?

You can't talk?

Come on, tell me.
Where you from?

When did you sneak
into this country?

We've got to put an end to this.

You want to be in there?

They're clearly trained
in counter interrogation.

Probably by us.

See the way they're
sitting, their body posture,

they're refusing to
make eye contact...

the tapping on the tables...

They're just trying to throw
off the interrogator's rhythm.

We're all operating
off the same manuals.

All right, so, I mean,
nobody's talking, right?

No, we got no hits on Interpol,

we got nothing on
the U.S. database.

They're... ghosts.

And your web thing, you
think that's going to help

us find the other team, or no?

No, I doubt it.

By catching one team,

we've already sort of
changed the variables.

If there are more
robberies, then, yeah,

maybe I can revisit
the threat matrix, but...

The minivan they
used wasn't stolen.

The car registration

came back to a Jaime
Lopez, deceased.

So it's another dead end?

Nah, not exactly.

In addition to
robbing and killing,

our guys are scofflaws.

Four parking tickets on
the 900 block of Alvarado

in the past five weeks.

And only six houses on
that block are occupied,

and four by families
that have been there

15 years or more.

And one of the other two
houses belongs to this guy...

Bernardo Infante.

MEGAN: Should
that name ring a bell?

Only if you served
in the Mexican Army.

Up until last year,
he was a colonel

in the Corps of Military Police.

Now, they regard
interrogation as an art form,

so he would be the guy to
teach you how to resist it.

And what's he doing up here?

Believe it or not,

the guy's an elementary
school teacher.

All right, go for it... Shake
him up, see what he does.

So what's eating you?

Nothing.

Donny, even for
you, this is taciturn.

I just got to go see this guy.

What guy?

This hard-ass psychologist.

Because of the Hoyle shooting.

You know, like I'm
trigger-happy or something.

Is that what he said?

Basically.

And what did you say?

I don't have time for this crap.

Well, maybe you
ought to make time.

Yeah, well, here we
go... What, you, too?

(A) I don't see anything
wrong with talking to someone.

(And B) maybe he
ought to understand

that you're the one that
will always take the shot.

Yeah, thank you, you know?

I mean, I was doing my job.

Well, it's also Megan's
job, David's job and Colby's.

It seems like you save

all the dirty jobs for yourself.

Dad, I do what has
to be done, period.

You know, it's not like I
like doing the dirty work.

Don, I've always
been proud of the way

that you shoulder
other people's burdens.

I mean, even when you were a
kid and you sacrificed for Charlie.

But if you're going to
regard your life's work

as just a series of dirty jobs

then I think it's
worth talking about.

I mean, to... someone.

(children shouting,
talking playfully)

Don't.

FBI.

Agent Sinclair.

Agent Granger. We need
you to come downtown

with us right now.

And then?

Just stop moving, Señor Infante.

Don't make another
move toward these kids.

What do you want?

Are these friends of yours?

No, are they friends of yours?

We need you to come downtown.

We want to ask you a few
questions about these people.

Those aren't people.

(woman speaking Spanish)

Death squads?

That's what you
call them here, right?

Men and women who
kill outside the law.

No one kills outside the law.

Well, here, perhaps not.

In Mexico, it's different.

I was a colonel.

I had to watch these
death squads work.

In one village, they
killed every man,

every woman...

and almost every child.

Do you know who the men
in these death squads are?

I know their type.

I trained their type.

Convincing myself
that my only duty

was to be a good
soldier and follow orders.

(sighing): This village
that I mentioned,

three young children survived.

That's six young eyes

that saw the faces
behind the masks.

Now, as a soldier, I
had a choice to make.

Turn these children
over to the death squads,

or smuggle them to Los Angeles.

These men followed
you all the way up north,

for the children?

They tried to wring words
from a man who taught silence.

They would have killed me,

but they knew if they did,
my secret would die with me.

They watch me.

Waiting to see if
I make a mistake.

Give over the ones
that they want to kill.

So why the robberies?

In Mexico, they killed farmers
for coins in their cushions,

or gold fillings in their teeth.

But here, they're with
those with real money.

If you trained these men,
did you teach them how

how to launder
the money as well?

There are lawyers
here in Los Angeles,

men who you go to when
you need your money cleaned,

to run your operations...

my operations.

We can help keep
the children safe.

You can't keep your own
police safe from these animals.

DON: This is unbelievable.

All he gives us is
a... a list of lawyers?

He doesn't trust us.

I mean, I don't agree with
him, but I understand him.

Right.

Got a file from the
Treasury on our offshore.

These type of banks

require a legal go-between
to open an account.

It's called an Introducer.

What's an Introducer?

It's a fence for rich people.

And for legit offshores,

it's a way of insulating
themselves from dirty money.

What about the
ones that aren't legit?

The ones that funnel
stolen credit card charges

from dummy Web sites?

Well, they still
need an Introducer,

just one that's not so clean.

There's a list of
dirty go-betweens

for our offshore in there.

We have a match
to Infante's list.

Yeah?

Luis Salazar.

The DEA suspects

he spent the better part of
the '90s laundering drug money.

Contacts with paramilitaries...

The cartels hired
him for their security.

Sounds like the
Death Squads' banker.

Yeah. Does it say
where he is now?

In a penthouse downtown.

Wow, help the cop killers
and live the good life.

Hey, go pick him up.

DAVID: Luis Salazar!

FBI! We want to...

Heads up.

Unlocked door at the
shady lawyer's apartment.

It's never a good sign.

The guy needs to
hire a maid service.

Guy needs to hire an arsonist.

David...

I'm no doctor, but I don't
think this guy died in his sleep.

Ballistics matched the
bullets in Salazar's head

to the ones used to
kill the parking valet.

All right, so then how are
we doing on the money trail?

Salazar's murder gave
us the wedge we needed

with the offshore bank.

They handed over the
transfer records this morning.

We handed them over
to Charlie this afternoon.

I mean, so that's the thing.

Why kill your bank contact

if you're just going to steal
more credit cards, right?

AMITA: The stolen
credit cards charge

large transactions through
dummy online stores,

who sends the money

to an offshore bank in Nauru.

Right, and then we
figure Don's postulate,

that the money then
headed to Mexico. Okay.

Okay.

Charlie, there's just too much.

I mean, we can
data-stream mine all day long

and still not find a discernible
pattern in all this muck.

No, I think it-it-it's...

No, we need something else.

We know how much
and where it's going.

And the offshore bank

sends the money into
Mexico City, but you know,

we're looking for a few
hundred thousand dollars

out of $40 billion of
identical transfers.

Ah, you're right.

We need something else.

I talked to Millie

and she's set on taking
MacMillan's money.

And you're set against it.

Yeah, well, someone has to be.

I don't know.

I mean, literally,
I do not know.

You both make such
compelling points.

That's the paradox.

It just seems like
everyone's right.

I mean, I just... still I think I
need to go to that meeting

with my eyes and
my mind wide open.

And what if you don't
like what they have to say?

Well, then Millie's out of luck.

Fair enough.

Since when did you
become my conscience?

Around the same time
we started making out.

ALAN: Hey, hi, Millie.

I-I was going to cook
for you, you know,

'cause you always cook...
You're such a good cook...

And then I realized
I don't cook.

Ah.

Well, I have been known
to eat an occasional pi...

Uh, uh, pi-pizza
once in a while.

Thank you.

No, no, I mean,
thanks for the food.

No, well, thank
you for the haven.

(chuckles) Yeah, well,

um...

You know, I really thought
that I was ready for this,

but the politics are killing me.

Oh, yeah, yeah.

I mean... and no offense, but
the geniuses are exhausting.

(chuckles)

Go ahead, tell me about it.

But of, of course I
had, um, a lot of help...

DON: Hey, Dad.

Hey, where's Charlie?

Oh.

Hi, Millie. It's all right.

Uh, we w... we were just, uh,
going to have a, uh, a, um...

MILLIE: Pizza.

Hey, what's happening, man?

So, listen.

Oh, hey, Millie, good.

You know what? I
left you a message.

I know; I got it, Charlie.
Listen, I have some concerns.

Can I talk to you one
second? I have some concerns.

I know; it's just one second.
I have serious concerns.

(mumbles)

I don't think
she's here for you.

Oh. Right? And it, and it...

The thing is broken and I
don't even know how to fix it

and you're the only
one probably, so, uh...

Oh. Thanks.

DON: We'll just be outside.

Ah... you know
what, it's poetic justice

'cause he walks in on
me and Amita all the time.

Right, look, we just got
to cut him some slack,

I think, you know?

Cut him some slack?

Man, he's dating
my boss, all right?

So I'm allowed
to have my issues.

Ah, I understand.

Hey, look, you can take
my shrink appointment.

Shrink appointment? Yeah.

They're making
me see a therapist.

Are they really?

This post-shooting thing.

Which shooting?

(sighs) I mean, there,
there have been a few.

Don't tell me you
haven't noticed.

What do you mean?
Of course I've noticed.

I mean...

Anywho.

So what's going on with
that money trail? It's not a trail,

it's a damn river.

Upstream.

Swimming upstream. What?

Wait a minute. W-What
are you talking about?

I gotta go find Amita.

CHARLIE: Now,
even after the bank

in Nauru gave us
access to their accounts,

we still lost track of the money

in the massive
transfer to Mexico.

Most of the money
stayed in Mexico.

In a death squad
retirement plan, I guess.

But some of it had

to return to Los Angeles
to keep the robbers

in business.

Okay, so they're
living off the land?

Well, death squads
can't be cheap,

so to find the returning money,

it was a matter of using
an optimization model,

something called
Outlier Detection.

Oh, boy. No, no,
it's not a big deal

because Charlie
helped develop it

for the Treasury Department's

Terrorist Financial
Tracking Program.

Right, you see, at first

we were doing a
"brute force" search

in which you cast a net
over a river of information

and you try to catch everything.

Outlier Detection,
however, is target specific.

It's like fly fishing
in the data stream,

choosing a spot by
spawning behavior,

selecting the right bait,

a method in which we were able

to cast our rod in
the spot we wanted

and catch the exact
type of fish we needed.

Now, knowing the
exact variables...

How much stolen money existed,

the robbery dates, where
the transfer originated from...

We were able to zero in
on seven wire transfers

from Nauru to an
East L.A. wire office.

AMITA: Well, the transfers weren't
exact matches for the numbers

or times, but they
fit a general pattern.

To pick up a wire transfer,

you need a driver's
license, right?

Isn't this...

the same woman that
David tried to interrogate?

Yeah, it is. Her name
is Maria Campos.

AFI report from Mexico.

Maria Campos is married
to one Hector Campos.

Ex-Fuerzas Especiales,

did a training
program at Fort Ord

in '93. Supports the
ex-military angle, right?

Yeah, he specialized in
commanding two-team black ops.

It's a family business.

He runs one team, lets
his wife run the other.

It's got to be him.

Trying to kill three kids.

I mean, the border
patrol has him coming up

a couple of months
ago... one way.

Mexican authorities

haven't seen him,
no sign of a return,

and Maria Campos gave
the wire transfer office

an address in East L.A.

Colby and David
are on their way over.

Excellent.

All right.

Go, go, go!

On the floor! Federal
agents! Search warrant!

Clear.

Smells like gun cleaner.

Yeah, it's strong,
too. All clear, sir.

(on radio): Team inside,
no suspects in sight.

5.7 rounds.

Well, that team we took down,

they had a P90, right? Uh-huh,

but they only had one. We
got about 300, 400 rounds

missing out of these boxes.

These guys are

all armed up now.

All right, take a look at this.

They got the restaurants
they hit marked in this book

with about half a dozen others.

Oh, have a look at that.

You recognize that?

Is that Infante's school?

Yeah.

These guys have
killed entire villages.

Remember that?

(tires screeching)

(siren wailing)

Run! Run!

Run! Go! Go!

Don't move!

Down!

Run! Go! Go!

(children screaming)

(girl sobbing)

Call the paramedics!

DAVID: It's okay.

It's okay. Come here.

DISPATCH: Copy your
request for medical unit.

Rescue ambulance is rolling.

ETA for your
location... Five minutes.

MAN: Professor Eppes.

Hello. A true
pleasure to meet you.

Pleasure to meet you. MacMillan
Pharmaceuticals could not be happier

to have you
involved. Oh, well...

Uh, Mr. Meisner and I were
just finalizing the funding

and clinical trial schedule.

In all honesty, Professor,

I could not see this project
going forward without you.

Mm-hmm, which is why
Cal Sci will administer

the trials and monitor the
drug every step of the way.

Well, not all.

MacMillan will do

its own in-house trials.

No, uh-uh.

Everything goes through Cal Sci.

In fact, all the
computational analysis

will be carried out

by Professor
Eppes and his staff.

Sorry, that's just
the way we roll here.

(chuckling): I'll have to
run that by my people.

Oh, no, of course;
yeah, run that by...

Oh, and while you're
running stuff by, run by them

that five percent of
the gross of the profits

will go towards a group

of Third World
AIDS organizations

that Professors
Eppes and Ramanajun

will be putting
together for you.

Uh, five percent?

Gross, not net.

We barely have a profit margin

as it is. (chuckling):
Mr. Meisner,

a pharmaceutical company
with no profit margin?

Come on.

I can't agree to that.

Sure you can.

You can if you
want the participation

of Professor Eppes.

Isn't that right, Professor?

That's right.

(sighs)

Oh, relax, Mr. Meisner.

95% of one of the world's
greatest mathematical minds

is worth a whole lot more

than 100% of nothing.

I'll call you.

Pleasure. Thank you, sir.

(sighs)

What just happened here?

Well, you made my
life a little more difficult

and a lot more interesting.

Well, I pretty much can say
the same thing about you.

Yeah?

Hey.

Agent Eppes.

♪ ...if I shall be released... ♪

You got any, uh,
time, by any chance?

Uh, well, if you don't mind
hanging out for a while,

I'll shake loose ten
minutes and sign you off.

No, well, I mean,

I was kind of hoping
for a little more than that.

I'm pretty booked today.

I mean, just a half
hour would be great.

You know, I'll hang out
or whatever you want.

(phone ringing)

You gotta take that?

Uh...

Nah.

Okay.

♪ I will do... ♪

Thanks.

♪ Whatever it takes to believe ♪

♪ A new day will come ♪

♪ A new day will come ♪

♪ New day. ♪