Numb3rs (2005–2010): Season 3, Episode 17 - One Hour - full transcript

♪ There's a time
in the early morn ♪

♪ When the colors are a little ♪

♪ Richer than you've
ever seen before ♪

Thanks a lot, Jo.

♪ Anymore ♪

♪ Anymore. ♪

Coffee?

Oh, yeah... uh, no.

Yeah, sure.

Maybe decaf.

You know, I-I should be at work.



You always feel like
you should be working?

Well, by my watch,
we've got ten minutes

before the session starts, so...

I thought we were
having a conversation.

If you want to wait.

No, no. It's just, you
know, I start feeling like...

I mean, you were
a cop. It's like...

everything you're not there
to stop will happen, right?

Well, last time I heard,
they gave out more than

just one gun and badge.

Turn off the cell phone.

No, I can't do that.
Oh, yes, you can.

No way.

You are not on duty.



This is my room, my rules.

Let go of me!

So now you're mad at me.

Whatever.

Okay, yeah. Maybe a little.

Because you don't like
people telling you what to do.

Well, do you?

When you came
here the first time,

to get signed off for
shooting Crystal Hoyle,

you got mad at me then, too.

Well, I was in the
middle of a case... I mean,

I needed to get out.
Fastest way to do that

would've been to put
a smile on your face,

spend a few minutes
charming me. So, what,

I was subconsciously
saying, "Help me, help..."?

Let's make a deal.

If you don't use any fancy

psychological mumbo
jumbo, neither will I.

Fair enough.

You know, look, I'm the boss.

I mean, I'm the man
for five years now.

I get used to calling the shots.

Oh, you guys got here fast.

We were about 15 blocks
away when we got the call.

What's going on?

We've got one bodyguard
dead, one in the hospital.

Broad daylight kidnapping.

The boy is Jose
Santiago, age 11.

Delivers papers on
this route every morning.

He needs bodyguards
to deliver the paper?

Check out who his dad is.

Is that Che Lobo?

One and only.

One and only what?

Che Lobo Santiago...

CEO and founder of
Stone Ladron Records.

Major Latin hip-hop label.

Also the target
of three separate

LAPD investigations...
Narcotics,

Organized Crime and Gang Unit.

Gang Unit? DAVID: Yeah...

he came up 18 Street Mexicali.

Not hard to figure out
where his money came from.

Still keeps some of
the old crew on payroll.

Both these guys are
sporting gang tats.

Agents!

Dead bodyguard's phone.

Reeves.

We've got a cell phone going off

here at the scene
of the kidnapping.

Caller I.D. is a string of ones.

Okay, keep the line.

I'm gonna have the
techs try to ping it.

All right.

Hello?

Let me talk to Che Lobo.

Who is this? The
man who has his boy.

3.2 million...

or Jo's dead in an hour.

So you're the boss...
Why don't you tell me about

the people who work for you.

What do you want to know?

They handle things...

when you're not around? Sure.

I mean... they're great.

You don't sound too
convinced. No, I'm just saying...

you know... I have to look
at them differently, so...

I mean, I know their strengths
and their weaknesses.

Who's in charge
when you're not there?

That would be Megan... Reeves.

What is she like?

She's smart, fast on her feet...

tough... not trying to prove it.

No, the press will
remain blacked out.

By the time this is over,

the rumors should
just be circulating.

Reeves.

Yes, sir. I have two agents

outside the victim's house,
and I'll keep you posted.

Hey, has anyone located Don?

No. His phone just
goes straight to voicemail.

Here's the tech room's
report on the kidnappers' call.

And let me guess,
there's no time to trap it?

No, they were able to get on
it but it seems like the callers

were using a service
called Webline.

Is that like a computer-
to-computer service?

Right. It's called VolP.

And the technology is

sort of like text
messaging, but you talk.

Is there any way
to trace this call?

The techs say they
might be able to figure out

which servers the
call went through.

That's still not gonna
give us a location.

Huh. What?

Nothing.

Okay.

Just haven't seen an
Inductive Turing Machine

used like that before.

I'm trying to figure out the
finite state machines for these.

Cognitive Emergence
theory not going well today?

What makes you say that?

You don't look over
my shoulder when it is.

I wasn't looking
over your shoulder.

I was looking at your shoulder.

The computer just
happens to be in the way.

It's a very nice shoulder.

Charles Eppes.

Hey, it's Megan and I'm
actually looking for Amita.

Uh, just hold on.

It's Megan. For you.

Okay...

Hello? Hey.

What can you tell me about VolP?

Voice over Internet Protocol.

Is there any way
to trace these calls?

VolP's not like your
conventional phone service;

it's more like e-mail.

Uh, the information
moves through servers.

Listen. I only have...

less than an hour
to catch a kidnapper

and bring back
an 11-year-old boy.

I can't trace a call
that already happened.

But, if the caller uses
the same service again,

I might be able to
follow him in real time.

Could you be here in 15 minutes?

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, I'm on my way.

Megan needs my help tracking

a kidnapper's VolP call.

Well, I did some
analytical models of

packet retransmission
for several services.

Mm. Would you like to tag along?

If you don't think
I'd be in the way.

Reeves...

has a background in profiling.

Yeah. You two would
probably get along great.

The two of you don't?
No, I'm just saying...

she's good at climbing
into people's heads.

Well, that's a part of
the job description, right?

I mean, you want a confession

from a murderer, you have to
understand how he's thinking.

You're hunting down a pedophile,

you want to know
why he's doing it,

what he's going to do next.

Yeah. Agreed.

She just might take
it to another level.

Talk to me, Colby.

Che Lobo is not cooperating.

He thinks he can
handle this himself.

David's thrown every
argument in the textbook at him,

and a few I think he
made up on the spot.

Okay. Put him on
the phone with me.

All right.

Listen up... these people
put one scratch on my child,

I'm gonna burn down
this city to get payback.

That's a threat they
will take seriously!

Mr. Santiago, I've got
somebody on the phone for you.

I don't care who
you got on the phone.

Just take the damn phone!

Please.

What?

Mr. Santiago, this is
Agent Megan Reeves.

I want your people off my
property and I'm within my rights.

Yes, it is. But with
your son in danger,

is that really what
you want to do?

You people have been
trying to hit my company

with a RICO case
for three years now.

Do you sincerely believe

that I care about
any of that right now?

That I care about anything
other than finding Jo

and bringing him home?

I don't know!

I'm not going to tell
you what to do here.

I would like to be there for you

to provide all the
possible resources

you could use to bring Jo home.

Final decisions will be
mine, you understand?

I think I can arrange
that within reason,

particularly for a man who
has raised his child alone.

Without his mother, I can't
imagine how difficult that was.

His mother died before
he ever even met her.

I'm all he's got.

Which is why we should
put everything else aside...

Our egos, our differences
with each other,

and work together
to bring Jo home.

You really FBI?

What else would I be?

You would've made a good lawyer.

Go ahead and
open the gate, vato.

How'd you do that?

Beginner's luck.

All right, so Colby doesn't
let him out of his sight,

and I am rolling you a tactical

response team right
now... you be ready Okay.

To make a move as we know
what the kidnapper's game is.

Don't let him out of your sight.

How are we doing?

Uh, we'll be there in, like,
I don't know, five minutes.

We might not have five minutes.

If you give me the
receiving phone number,

I can put an exploit on it.

What's an exploit?

Computer-based cell phones

are pretty much the
same thing as e-mail.

Information packets
travel across the Internet.

It's kind of like
luggage at the airport.

In order to get a suitcase
to its destination point,

it may have to travel through
a number of different airports.

Using an exploit,
we mark the call,

slapping stickers on it

to see which countries
it traveled through.

Right, and in this circumstance,

the bodyguard's cell phone acts

as both the origin point

and the destination
for these packets.

If we know where
the packets travel,

we'll be able to
locate the other caller.

It sounds like a computer virus.

Pretty much, yeah.

I thought you
liked the analogies.

Any other day.

Rico Orojos is out of surgery.

Orojos?

The bodyguard that
survived the kidnapping.

Okay, if you can head
over to the hospital.

As soon as he
has a story to tell,

I'd like to hear it.

All right. I'm on it.

Why do you think
Megan's so good at it?

You both have the same skills.

I don't know, she seems to like

knowing how these people think.

And you don't?

Well, me, look...

I spend a day crawling
around in some...

you know, pedophile's brain,
all I want to do is take a shower.

That's what you
do? Take a shower?

Sometimes. Yeah.

I mean, hopefully,
with a few beers,

maybe hook up
with a pretty girl.

And that gets you
where you need be?

You people been trying

to get in here for three years.

How do you know we haven't been?

No way.

I have this place
swept every other day

for wires.

It's a hell of a way to live.

You have something,
there's people out there

who'll try to take it from you.

Yeah, people like you? Yeah...

people like me.

I swore, man.

I swore I would
never let my life

touch him.

That he'd have a chance
to be something better.

A few months ago,

he tells me he wants
a paper route so,

so he could be a
businessman, just like me.

I know

that he meant it in
all the right ways,

because that's the only
part of me I ever let him see.

When you're nine years
old, your dad should be...

Superman.

Yeah.

You have any idea who
might have done this?

You mean, do I got enemies?

Yeah...

every gang in town, half
the record companies,

anybody else out there

who's trying to get rich fast.

You're looking for a suspect,

pick up your mug
book and pick a page.

Okay. We're ringing.

Hold on. Guys?

I remotely downloaded the
exploit onto the cell phone

number you gave
me; once the call starts,

I should be able to find
which server is sending out

the other half of
the conversation.

Go ahead, Granger.

I want to talk to Jo.

What's the name of the FBI

who's listening on the phone?

It's just me.

There's always an
FBI dude listening in.

What's your name, FBI?

Granger.

What's the FBI's success
rate in kidnappings, Granger?

86% is what I read.

Hey, Che?

You willing to risk
14% on your boy's life?

He comes back
alive, or I swear...

You stopped being scary
when you came up off the streets,

Stone Ladron.

Cash in a black bag.

Pay phone in
front of Disney Hall.

30 minutes.

The phone rings three times,

someone doesn't
answer, the boy dies.

Game on.

Whatever happens next,

we need that 3.2
million, don't we?

It'll give us more
options, yeah.

I got a list of banks
with that kind of cash...

I don't need a bank.

Just a phone call, and
don't ask me who to.

Amita, how you
doing on that trace?

My program followed
the VolP call back

to an ISP address;
I'm checking on it.

It's a downtown library.

He's using a public hotspot.

David...? We're on
our way. Let's go.

Okay, I'm going to reroute
Liz to meet you there now.

David Sinclair's
been with you for...

Uh, three years.

Uh-huh. I mean,

I didn't even think he
was going to make it.

With the Bureau?

No, with me.

He was the SAC's guy. Mm.

Split loyalties.

Yeah, well,

I was wrong about him.

Look, I give

that guy my back two,
three times a week,

and I don't think
twice about it.

There's nothing I
can't ask him to do.

All right, no one in or out
until I give the all-clear.

If I yell, though, you
guys come in fast, okay?

No phone calls. Please.

What is it with you people?

Us people?

I just chased somebody
else out of here.

I mean, it is bad enough when
they listen to music on their laptops,

but now they sit there
and they talk to them.

How do you think

Sinclair feels about you?

I'm his boss, you know,
and... I'm good at it.

You're telling me what you
think; what does he think?

Well, I mean, he probably
thinks I'm tough on him.

But, you know, he
knows it's about the work.

How does he handle
it, when you're tough.

Oh, he's all right.

I mean, he deals
with it, he puts it away.

And where do you put it?

I don't understand... are
we talking about him or me?

We're never just
talking about one thing.

Librarian describes
him as a male, Hispanic,

40s, black, curly hair,

about 170 pounds.

Between five-eight
and five-nine.

We missed him by five minutes.

Okay, I'm going to send a
sketch artist over there now.

Have you pulled background
checks on Jo's bodyguards yet?

Yeah, and LAPD was right.

Rico Orojos and Carlos Lalo are

both 18 Street Mexicali.

They both have
really long rap sheets.

But you know, so does
two-thirds of Che Lobo's people.

Did you find something on them?

I was kind of wondering
how the kidnappers knew

that Orojos' cell phone
was on this Webline service.

Uh, hey, David.

We were about to
raise that very point.

When you make a VolP call

to a traditional phone
number, you have to pay a fee...

Right, which involves

a traceable transaction,
usually a credit card.

The reason we
couldn't trace these calls,

at least by traditional
means, was

that Orojos's cell phone
was a VolP client as well,

requiring the installation
of special software.

Which the kidnappers would
have known beforehand.

I ran a check through Webline...

Which must violate two or
three telecommunications laws...

Rico Orojos didn't download

the software onto his
cell phone until last week.

Which means

he was expecting that call.

Which means... I know
what that means. David.

On our way to the hospital to
have a hard talk with Orojos.

Let's go.

This'll go a lot faster if
you let the SID team in here.

It's bad enough
having one Fed in here,

going through my boys' things,

looking for dirt.

Looking for a way
to get your son home.

What if you find something,

maybe some weed, maybe a gun.

Well, I'll probably
faint from the surprise.

There's no way that
Rico's involved in this.

No?

The guy lives in
your guest house,

he wakes up every morning,
looks out that window,

sees how rich you
are, how rich he's not.

I take care of my boys.

They drive my cars,
they eat my food.

They go to your accountant?

All right, thanks.

So Colby just found
evidence in Orojos's room.

Lobo's tax returns, Stone
Ladron's company reports.

He wanted to know how
much cash Lobo had in liquid.

Exactly.

And how much he could
raise on short notice.

You think he's the
brains behind this?

A guy like him soldiers

as a banger, he's a soldier now.

All right, am I playing
good cop or bad cop?

Oh, we don't do bad cop.

We're straight-talking G-Men.

The thing about David

that I worry about is

he's the kind of guy that
might wake up one morning

and just, just realize
he's been doing it too long.

And how long is that?

Long enough to get cynical.

Hmm.

And you think he's
headed in that direction?

Look, all it takes is
one really bad day, so.

You mean the day that
you sent Agent Edgerton in

to work over a suspect.

Oh, yeah, you'd be
amazed at what I know,

and how I know it.

You see Sinclair

doing the same thing
in the same situation?

No.

Look,

the thing I admire about him is,

the rules don't
really bother him.

I mean, he's the kind of
guy that just somehow...

he gets it done.

Two bodyguards get shot.

One dies, the other catches
an easy shoulder wound.

It's not hard to figure
out who's the inside man.

What're you, crazy?

I love Che.

And I love Jo like
he was my own boy.

We know you
subscribed to Wireline

to give the kidnappers an
untraceable line to Che Lobo.

We found his tax returns

in your room.

I want a lawyer.

Hope you're okay

with some first-year
public defender...

'cause, somehow, I don't see Che

footing the bill for a good one.

If you don't want to talk, man,

you have the right;

but I think you ought to listen.

In 25 minutes,

we've already tied you

to Jo Santiago's kidnapping.

By the end of the day,

we're going to have
enough to convict you.

If that boy makes it

out of this alive,
that is bad enough.

If he dies, you are looking
at the death penalty.

You can't put that on me!

They crossed us up.

Who's "they" and who is "us?"

Chicano and a white guy,
both of them 40's the hard way.

"The hard way?"

Ex-cons. You got names?

Only met them twice.

Once when they
laid it out for us

and once when we
gave them the books.

I told Carlos he shouldn't
hold on to copies.

But he was all paranoid
about getting a fair cut.

Carlos Lalo, the
other bodyguard?

And he was right, too.

They started shooting
and he went down.

And then I got hit and I
laid down and I played dead.

They figured that money
would cut a lot easier

two ways rather than four.

Coldhearted sons of bitches.

And killing is just
part of the business.

You got to figure they don't
plan on leaving that boy alive.

Granger's a junior agent.

Well, he's got the
least amount of time,

but, you know, I
wouldn't say "junior."

He's got military.

Oh, yeah, Afghanistan.

He bring any of
it back with him?

Well, I mean, you know,

I don't think he
lets it eat him up.

Maybe that's something you
could learn from him, then.

Okay. Maybe.

No questions asked.

You ever seen this
much cash in one place?

Yeah, once.

An Al-Qaeda safe
house in Kandahar.

You take a little for yourself?

You didn't.

Dudley Do-Right.

I don't look good in gold
chains and a pimped SUV.

We got the money.

I have David and
Liz five minutes out.

They're going to run physical
surveillance for you, Colby.

Hey, this is Special
Agent Don Eppes.

Leave a message,
I'll get back to you.

And your brother is still
not answering his phone.

Hey, let me ask you something.

Does $3.2 million...

3.2 million... does that strike
you as an odd ransom amount?

Yeah and initially, I thought
there must be some kind

of psychological significance.

But once we realized

that the kidnappers had access

to Che Lobo's
financial record...

You assumed that
they were searching

for a Pooling Equilibrium.

Maybe.

Using this data to calculate

the largest sum of money that
they thought Lobo would be able

to obtain on short notice.

Which suggests

fairly sophisticated thinking.

Yeah, given their systematic
approach to the ransom demand.

Well, there is

a set of strategies called
cake-cutting algorithms.

Um, which is kind of like cake?
- Yeah.

How do two people
share a chocolate

and vanilla layer cake?

The obvious strategy is
to cut it down the middle.

But what if one person likes
frosting more that the other?

What if or one person
prefers vanilla cake?

What if one person
prefers chocolate cake

with vanilla frosting?

Well, then it may be that
slices of cake unequal in size

actually creates a
fairer distribution.

And when it's three people,

the strategies become
drastically more complex.

Okay, but we don't know

how many kidnappers
we're dealing with.

We may not need to

if we start with this number
and work our way backwards.

Now, you said that there were

at least two gunmen plus
two bodyguards, right?

Who they never
intended to count in.

Right, but the ransom demand

had to convince them that they
were going to receive shares.

Those shares
would reflect the risk

and difficulty that each
person undertakes.

You see, if we induce a
cut-and-choose method,

along with an implicit
Pareto optimality

and take into account the costs

of preparation and
anticipation of escape,

assumptions of
negotiation or loss...

That is some really
cool math, Charlie.

Thank you, I'm glad
somebody noticed.

And that number is?

This is the slice of cake

that the designer of the
kidnapping truly needs.

You know, I think I've seen
that number somewhere before.

Amita, can you
bring up Form 1120?

And I think it's on line 20b.

That is the initial
capitalization

of Stone Ladron Records.

All right, Megan, thanks.

What does $1.65
million mean to you?

It's chump change.

Right, I get it; we're all
really impressed with you.

It's your start-up
cost for Stone Ladron.

So?

So I want you to
think really hard

about who might
want his money back.

You trying to run
some game on me?

We've got two minutes
until this phone rings.

I'm not running a game.

I mean, look, I can't even
imagine what it was like

for him over there.

You've been in firefights,

lost friends.

Yeah, well, that ain't a war.

Comparing doesn't
mean it's the same thing.

Yeah, maybe you're right.

Maybe it's easier knowing
it's worse somewhere else.

I'm not saying

this really happened...

but maybe there's
two guys in East L.A.

who, back in the day, hit
up a stash house one night.

All right.

What was the other guy's name?

Duque.

Nacio Duque.

They knew they
were going to get paid,

but there was more, a lot more.

1.65 million.

Look, I'm not going
to lie to you, okay?

Duque is the brains
behind all this.

He has the plans.

He knows how to fool the alarms,
get us in and out like ghosts.

The thing is,

he thinks like a general

but he gambles like a fool.

He blows through
his half in six months,

then gets locked
up trying to rob more.

The other guy took his half
and started a record label.

Bank doubled it,
no questions asked.

Duque gets out of jail,
coming around looking for more.

The way he talked to me...

a different man
would have killed him.

Know why I didn't?

Because of Jo.

I'm trying to be a
better father than that.

So I had a couple of my guys

just drive him out of town

and let him know what
would happen if he came back.

That was two years ago.

So two years nursing a grudge
and planning a kidnapping.

After I get Jo back,

I'm gonna hunt him down
and I'm gonna finish this.

I'm gonna lock him up
and you're going to let me.

All right, we set?

Got your back, brother.

In position.

We have the pay phone tapped.

I'm gonna feed it
through to you... go.

Yeah.

Dad? Jo.

Everything is going
to be okay, okay?

The next call will cost you 3.2.

Duque, you touch my kid...

Ah, so the big
man didn't forget.

I was wondering
if you'd wake up.

Now you got three minutes to
run your ass down to Olvera Street.

Phone'll be ringing.

He was on a public Wi-Fi point

somewhere near Disney Hall.

Colby, he's watching you.

On our way to Olvera Street.

Warner, stay with the money.

Roger that.

It's a good thing I
stretched this morning.

What are you doing?

You show up at the
drop, he's going to kill you.

If I show up,

at least there's a chance
he settles for the money.

Maybe he'll kill you, too.

I know.

Doesn't seem fair, does it?

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

See anything?

Uh, nothing so far.

A lot of people out here.

He could be standing
right next to us.

All right.

Granger, right?

Figured the yellow bastard would
hide behind some kind of cops.

Just remember you're
nothing I didn't plan for.

All right, look, I
want to talk to...

Keyerleber Plaza.

You've got two minutes.

Oh, and, uh,

stop and give your gun to that
pretty lady in the black sedan,

then tell her to drive away.

I see her again, I kill
the kid and disappear.

All right, he made Liz.

I heard.

Liz, drop back, but you've
got to stay in that area.

Copy that. David.

Already moving.

Were you able to
get a fix on him?

Yeah, it came from a
public Wi-Fi connection

at Hill and Temple.

That's right near
Keyerleber Plaza.

He's leading us.

No, there's a deeper
process at work.

A logical system.

He's methodical,

he's thorough.

This guy'd make an
excellent mathematician.

You know,

there's one person on the
team you don't talk about.

What?

You're talking about Liz Warner?

Sleeping with a junior agent
is a whole other conversation.

Hey, consenting adults,
we're getting the job done, so...

But I'm talking
about your brother.

Charlie? I mean,
he's not really...

No?

How many cases has
he worked with you

over the past three years?

So far,

he's moved Colby from
here to here to here to here

with what objective?

Spotting surveillance.

Well, then, it's safe to assume

that he has more
points plotted out, right?

More phone numbers selected.

So he's just going to keep
moving Colby, again and again,

until he feels safe
to take that money.

It's a maze.

He's building a maze.

Excuse me.

We've got you.

Next time, you're
running, I'm driving.

Yeah.

Throw the bag in the fountain.

You got a second wind?

No.

Get the bag out of the water.

You've got two minutes to get
to the Union Station waiting room.

What the hell was that about?

Just shorted out the GPS tracer.

How does it make you feel,

bringing your brother
into your work?

Every day, I'm trying
to stop some, you know,

horrible thing from
happening, be it

a killing or a robbery
or a terrorist, you know,

so whatever makes that
happen faster, I-I got to use.

So he's a necessary evil.

No, I didn't say that.

I did not say that!

I mean, I spent a lot
of time in his shadow...

so, yeah, sometimes it's tough.

Sometimes it-it
doesn't feel great.

Well, have you told him that?

Yeah, I mean, you
know, not in those words.

What kind of
words? I don't know.

It just... it-it gets
confused or jumbled

because we'll be
arguing about one thing,

but, I mean, I
know it's about that.

That's a logic maze.

One with its own set of rules,

except in this case,
the rules change

every time Colby
arrives at a checkpoint.

You know the game Labyrinth?

The toy? A toy to
you; a classic example

of a state diagram to us.

See, in Labyrinth,

you use two knobs to move
a steel ball through a maze.

Those knobs
constitute x- and y-axes

and the ball follows a
simple, curving path.

Now, the speed of the
ball adds a condition.

You eliminate that condition
and fall through the hole.

And what, the holes
represent being captured?

Exactly.

Every time this kidnapper
gets rid of surveillance

or eliminates an
electronic tracer,

he's navigating an obstacle.

You know, if we
use a state diagram...

Using unified modeling
language... exactly.

Exactly what?

We may be able
to solve this maze...

and tell you where it ends.

♪ ♪

Yeah.

Time to take out your earpiece.

Tell the black guy
by the archway

I'm sick of looking at him.

This can be over right now.

I've been made.

He made Colby ditch his comm.

You can't drop back.

I don't have anyone
else close enough.

He's headed for the subway.

Don't follow him!

Charlie, I cannot
leave Colby uncovered.

Duque isn't down there.

He's telling Colby
to take the train

and go back to Disney Hall.

How do you know that?

Because I know
where the maze ends!

Yeah, but how can you be sure?

Megan, I would never
gamble with Colby's life.

You and Charlie are good.

Yeah. In a lot of ways,

we're closer than
we ever were as kids.

I mean, I practically
live at his house.

You think he likes
working for you?

Yeah, I'd like to think so.

I mean, look, we lock
horns every now and again,

but that's the
nature of the beast.

Yeah.

Getting the job done.

Right.

Got to be kind of nice, though.

You were a kid,

everything was about
the genius brother.

Now the genius brother
works for you. No, no, no...

It's a little late in
the game, Hey...

but you finally got control.

I'm not on a power
trip with him, all right?!

We put our lives in his hands,

he's good at what he does,

and I respect the
hell out of him for it!

Charlie. How the hell else?

Got here just in time

to catch an H2 as it pulled
into the parking garage.

Liz is down there right now.

Be safe.

All right, we found the H2.

We're moving in.

Where's Duque?

He's close.

You ready to do this?

Yeah.

I'm ready.

All right, it's empty.
He's still got the kid.

Keep coming.

How do I know Jo
Santiago is still alive?

All right, Jo, we're
almost home, bud.

On the stage.

You can stop there.

Unzip the bag.

Let me see.

Jo, don't move.

Who the hell opened fire?!

None of ours. Has to be Duque.

Can you pull them out of there?

No, no, don't, don't.

We're going to get
you out of here, Jo.

All right?

Duque has exhibited a highly
sophisticated strategy thus far.

Yeah, a maze with rules.

And this is the end.

No, it's the final obstacle.

See, by shooting his partner,

Duque has not only increased
his share of the ransom,

but he's devised a strategy

that assures himself that
his previous strategy worked;

that Colby is now alone.

Charlie, we can't just wait
for him to make another move.

We don't have a choice.
He's about to make it.

Don't worry, I promised your dad

I'd get you home safe.

I'm not gonna let him down.

So you've got this great team.

Yeah. Best I ever worked with.

Yeah, but you don't trust them.

Yeah. Sure I do.

You worry that Reeves
is too compassionate,

that Sinclair plays a
little too close to the book,

that Granger's seen too much.

You say you trust your brother,
but that's only on your terms.

Hell, you didn't even
trust Ian Edgerton...

What? one of three or four

best known snipers
in the universe...

To take the shot
on Crystal Hoyle!

That's not the way it is!

Then what is it,
Don? What is it?!

Look, I'm their boss!

I don't have to trust them!

It's their job to trust me!

Oh...

man.

When you build a maze,
there's always math there,

whether it's intentional
or unintentional.

The level sequence
always starts with

a zero and ends with an "N".

Does anyone have
eyes on the shooter?

Shot came from
the northwest side.

But he could have moved by now.

Yeah.

Got you both in my crosshairs.

Take the money

and go out the way you came.

You make a wrong move,

and I shoot the kid first.

Hey, Megan, check this out.

Duque brought Colby

in through this entrance here

and Jo and his partner
through this entrance here.

So assuming he's
anticipated the fastest egress,

it's the East Terrace. You sure?

We don't have time
for me to be sure.

All right, Jo,

you ready to get
out of here, bud?

Come on.

Stick tight to me.

FBI.

Hands off the gun.

Hands off that
trigger right now.

Pass it to me.

Two years.

I been planning
this for two years.

You have about 15 to 20
to come up with a new one.

You grew up in the
shadow of Albert Einstein.

Playing baseball, just not
good enough to make the bigs.

And you finally find something

that you're good at.

You're terrified that'll be
taken away from you, too.

Yeah, well, you
know, this isn't exactly

making me feel a
hell of a lot better.

You want to feel
better, take a pill.

You want to get
right, face the truth.

You're not worried about

your team falling apart
because you're not there.

You're afraid that they won't.

That Don Eppes doesn't matter.

You said it: There's a
lot of guns and badges

out there, you know?
I mean, one of us falls,

there's someone right
there to take our place.

That's pretty much the
human condition, Don.

It's what you do
before you fall...

That's what counts.

You brought Sinclair along

from a rookie... Granger, too.

When Reeves gets her team,

who do you think she's
gonna come to for advice?

Who had the balls to bring
in a damn math professor

to solve federal felonies

and the brains to watch it work?

What you have to do
is stop worrying about

life passing you by,

and start enjoying
what you put into it.

Every time one of

your people shines...

it's on you.

Dad, I knew you'd get me home.

You okay? Yeah.

You sure?

Yeah.

I know we go back to
our corners tomorrow,

but I owe you one.

You ever need to call it in,

no questions asked.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Jo, see you, bud.

Thank you.

You okay?

Oh, yeah, a maze, right.

You guys risked
my life on a maze.

Wait... There was
no risk involved.

Obviously, I would never...

And the two of you
guys let him do it.

The real risk was letting you

get on that train alone...

With three million dollars!

You know, Charlie, that
math was very elegant.

You should think about
having it published.

Yeah, I think I'll
wait for the movie.

Hey, guys, sorry I'm late.

Hey, Don, what's
up with your phone?

Oh, damn. I'm sorry.

I forgot to turn it back on.

I miss anything?

Just another day at the FBI.

There might be a
report on your desk.

All right, who wants lunch?

I guess I'm buying.

But mark the date,

somebody, please.

Charlie, what are the odds?

Oh, well, they say
there's no such thing

as a truly random
occurrence, but...

You were random there,
Colby. It's fairly random.

♪ Oye, bebe, oye, mami ♪

♪ ¿Dónde está la after-party? ♪

♪ Hey... ♪

♪ Hey. ♪