Numb3rs (2005–2010): Season 3, Episode 24 - The Janus List - full transcript
When Charlie and Don are specifically asked for by a bomber who's rigged a bridge, it puts them on a trail of espionage in- and outside the states, and a devastating betrayal.
♪ One... take control of me? ♪
♪ You're messin'
with the enemy ♪
♪ Said it's two,
it's another trick ♪
♪ Messin' with my
mind, I wake up ♪
♪ Chase down an empty street ♪
♪ Blindly snap
the broken beats ♪
♪ Said it's gone
with the dirty trick... ♪
Only when you are already late.
♪ I tell you I want you ♪
♪ I tell you I need you ♪
♪ Friends, take control of me ♪
♪ Stalking cross
the gallery... ♪
That was just to
show you that I could.
Hey, put that down!
I'm a speed dial away
Back up right now!
From collapsing this bridge.
Hey... what's it going to take
for that not to happen?
♪ I tell you I want you ♪
♪ I tell you I need you ♪
♪ I tell you I want you... ♪
Hey.
So what's up? He asked for me?
You and Charlie.
No coincidence I
was driving across
that bridge today.
Hey, Don. What's going on?
I don't know, you got me.
But we're going to find out.
This is Agent Don Eppes.
What was your junior
year batting average?
What was my junior
year batting average?
.293.
That would be your brother.
I'd really like to meet him.
All right, well,
we can work that out.
Why don't you just come on in?
Professor Eppes is out
here in seven minutes...
or the next bomb goes off.
What?
What do we got? We have C4
with cell phone detonators...
I saw the same
setup in Tel Aviv.
His placement
indicates a solid understanding
of structural mechanics.
See those metal ribs? Uh-huh.
They support the arch...
If he takes out enough of them,
the arch is going to collapse,
and it's gonna bring the
entire bridge down with it.
And our jammer doesn't
have the range, but if we knew
what service he
was on, we'd be able
to shut down a
whole grid of towers.
And the only way
to figure that out would
be to get a closer look
at the cell phones on the bombs.
David, you want to
take a little climb?
Yeah, bridge didn't
kill me once today...
Might as well give it
another shot. DON:
Careful there, huh?
So... you know I'm always
happy to help you, right?
What, a face-to-face with
this guy cross the line?
Frankly, yeah.
K Level thinking... good.
You might keep up.
Just try to find
out what he wants.
Ask him why he
asked for you and me.
Sorry, sir, you
have us at a loss.
Have I met you before?
No.
But I'm an ardent
admirer of your work...
The Eppes Convergence.
"The more you read and learn,
the less your
adversary will know.”
I'm sorry? Ah, that's...
that's The Art of
War. That's Sun Tzu.
Very good.
Each time you answer
a question correctly,
I'll throw away a phone.
Each time you're wrong,
I'll detonate a bomb.
How many questions do
you suppose you can afford
to get wrong?
Uh, before the bridge collapses?
Six.
They will get harder.
In 1972,
when the Merkle-Hellman
knapsack algorithm
was published...
1978.
Francis Bacon posited
four obstructions to
the scientific method.
The Idols of the Mind:
The cave...
The theatre...
The tribe...
The... um...
the marketplace, damn it!
You didn't give me enough time!
I'm not just testing your mind,
I'm testing your heart.
I'm going to give over my
life's work to you people.
What work? What are
we talking about here?
When the inventor
of the chessboard
sold his creation to a king,
he asked for a single grain
of wheat for the first square,
two for the second,
four for the third,
doubling the amount each time...
How many grains of wheat
was the inventor asking for?
It's the wheat and
chessboard problem...
It's two to the 64th, minus one.
It's... too easy a question.
He's on VeraCell.
I need every VeraCell tower
on a grid within five miles
of the Sixth Street
bridge shut down now.
I would give you more
time, if I had it, Professor.
Everyone deserves more time.
All right, I mean...
I can't be totally
sure about this.
Well, it's all we got... do it.
18 quintillion...
446 quadrillion...
744 trillion...
73 billion...
799 million...
551,000...
six hundred and fifteen.
No.
That's not right.
Yes, it is.
Aw, come on.
Why don't you tell
me what the answer is.
I've given you
everything you need.
VeraCell cell grid is down.
Towers are down.
Come on, let's go!
Get down on your knees!
It's over! Get down
on your knees!
Get down!
If you find the
Janus List, trust it!
Get down!
Hey.
What do you got
there, a smoothie?
Pepto Bismol. Oh, yeah.
Oh, buddy, come on, you
got to give yourself a break.
Look, you did the best
you could, all right?
I was right about the wheat
and chessboard problem.
Your bomber's got
third-degree burns,
shotgun wounds to
the lungs, stomach...
ICU says it's a
matter of when, not if.
When'd you get back?
Just this morning.
Nice to see you.
You know about
Larry, that he's...?
In a monastery.
I got a note underneath my
door in really nice calligraphy.
How'd your assignment go?
Or maybe I'm not
supposed to know.
The prints I.D.'d your
guy as Taylor Ashby.
He has dual citizenship between
us and the Brits, and he worked
for a company called Blackrain.
It's like a Halliburton of
international intelligence.
Like, what kind of stuff?
Our CIA asked their director
for a first look at
whatever they find.
You know, he said
a lot of cryptic things
about his life's work.
He was testing
us... K level thinking.
He's a narcissist.
Goes along with a
sociopathic personality.
Guy organized this whole thing
as just like an
elaborate suicide note.
Yeah, but I mean, this isn't
some freak with a grenade.
This guy went to a lot of
trouble, makes no demands.
He did make one demand.
To talk with us.
There are over a thousand
foreign operatives on your soil.
Since 9/11, with your resources
diverted to fighting terrorism,
much of the monitoring
has been outsourced.
I don't know whether
spy craft attracts disturbed
personalities or makes us.
Ashby was a spy?
Well, that's stretching things.
In his heyday, he was a
fairly skilled cryptographer.
I hired him after MI-6
made him redundant.
British Intelligence fired him?
Cryptography has
become the province
of 25-year-old
mathematics prodigies.
Poor old Ashby
couldn't make the transition
from invisible
ink and microfilm.
Then what'd he do for you?
Data analysis.
Tell the truth, though, I, uh...
I think I hired him
because I felt sorry for him.
30 years
serving his country,
he deserved better
than a cold water
flat in the East End.
He screamed something
about a Janus List.
It's an old spy fiction.
A master list of double
agents and traitors.
Janus, the two-faced Roman god.
But how do you
know it's a fiction?
You know what they give you
when you get killed
in our line of duty?
An anonymous star
on a blank wall.
Taylor Ashby was
an old, lonely man.
My guess is that what
he couldn't achieve in life,
he could pretend
to have in death.
Each time you answer
a question correctly,
I'll throw away a phone.
Each time you're wrong,
I'll detonate a bomb.
You're not supposed
to be looking at that.
You're not supposed
to leave it lying around.
Oxford.
First class honors
in English Lit,
dissertation on Shakespeare.
No, he chose us for a...
he chose me for a reason.
You know, nothing
he did seemed rash
or... or unpremeditated.
Francis Bacon posited four...
You know, a lot of people think
that Francis Bacon was
the real Shakespeare.
That he hid codes in
the prose of his plays
that reveal him to be the
true author of the works.
Supposedly, there
was even an inscription
on a bust of Shakespeare that
used a code of letter-shapes.
Right, the Bacon Ci...
the Bacon Cipher.
In their prime... Ruth or Bonds?
Uh... Williams.
He was a war hero,
played the game
clean, and no juice.
Fire alarm's crooked.
Yeah, I'd have taken Ruth.
'Cause he hit all
those home runs,
and he was drunk.
I got a bug here.
Really?
Looks like one of ours.
Yeah?
This one doesn't.
Six electronic
listening devices; our techs
have already I.D.'d four of them.
We got French,
Israeli, Russian...
and our very own NSA.
And Ashby had to
have known about it, too.
I mean, there's no
way surveillance pros
would've scratched
the switch plate
or left the fire
alarm hanging loose.
So he knows who's
listening and he knows how.
Obviously, he's
controlling what they hear.
Hey, Ashby was
discharged from MI-6
with a psychopathic
personality disorder.
Which is right in line
with what McClair said,
and the behavior
out on the bridge.
Yeah, but he also
said he's a nobody,
and we got half the world
bugging his apartment.
What'd the NSA say?
Same thing they always do.
They're gonna get back to us.
Well, get back to
them; see if they
know anything about
that, uh, Janus List.
I-I see there's some
unanswered questions
here, but I don't really think
there's a crime to be solved.
Well, that's my decision, right?
Miss this?
More than you know.
And for the record,
what exactly were
you guys thinking,
climbing out on the bridge
before the bomb squad?
That was his big idea.
I'm not sure you
can hear me, but...
that question you asked me...
I know that you know
that I was correct.
You were trying to
tell me something...
Bacon, Merkle-Hellman...
You were talking about code.
You were talking in code.
Dr. Andrew to ICU... stat.
Dr. Andrew to ICU... stat.
What's the FiO2
on the ventilator?
Normal... 50%.
Lungs are clear.
This makes no sense; we've
got to be looking at artifacting.
Order a chest X-ray; I don't
want to take any chances.
I need a pen.
Uh, who has a pen?
Here you go.
Hey.
Hey. How's it going?
Charlie, are you kidding me?
They're gonna
charge us for this.
Yeah, but listen, so see how
the oxygen saturation flash
keeps cycling through the
same sequence of numbers?
His finger is tapping
out those numbers.
Merkle-Hellman is
based in cryptography.
Francis Bacon, Bacon's Cipher...
Wait, wait, he was a
cryptologist for the Brits.
I mean, that would
be unbelievable
if this guy actually could
talk to you, communicate
through all this.
But there are a
million codes, man.
I don't know how I'm going to
figure out which one he chose.
What about that one you
got wrong, the chess one?
I didn't get it wrong, I
got it right. What about it?
Every code has a key,
so maybe there was some
reason that he was lying.
You know, the Russians
used something called...
Don't start writing on the...
a Straddling Checkerboard.
It's a pretty simple
substitution code
where the letters of a
message are replaced with digits.
You start with the highest
frequency letters first.
Zero, one, two,
three, four, five...
Z-K...
Y-D-H...
J-A-N...
U-S...
"Janus poisoned me."
Ashby had traces of
Thallium in his bloodstream.
Thallium is what Saddam
used against dissidents.
They'd have a final drink with
their guard as they were released,
and seven days
later, lights out.
So wait, you're saying he knew he
was dying before he got on the bridge?
So we got a
homicide, not a suicide.
Thanks for not
saying "I told you so."
Well, you didn't
give me a chance.
Well, I don't understand, why
do you think he didn't call us
or try to talk then?
Well, he knew his apartment was
bugged, he knew he'd been poisoned.
Compounded with delusions of
grandeur and a paranoid nature...
Maybe he thought it was the only way
we'd take him seriously, I guess, right?
Um, it's work. All
right, I'll talk to you later.
Hey. Hey.
According to the NSA,
your guy over at
Blackrain is right.
This "Janus List"...
Thing doesn't exist.
But McClair, he
undersold Ashby's history.
Turns out this guy
is a Cold War legend.
Double and triple agent.
By the time MI-6 cut him loose,
nobody knew which
side he was playing for.
Yeah, and those wire taps?
They turned them
over after we threatened
to sell their bug
to the Russians.
But look what we turned up.
This line isn't clean.
By the time anyone reads
this transcript, I'm in Beijing.
I want money.
Dwayne Carter.
That conversation
happened two hours
before we busted him
trying to leave the country.
Last time I heard,
they were keeping him at
an army base for safekeeping.
So I can track him
down. Not alone.
Are you kidding me?
You still don't trust me?
You covered for the guy.
Don, as soon as I
found out he was working
for the Chinese,
I took him down.
Whatever happened,
I've logged some serious time
with this guy in Afghanistan.
If he's going to
open up to anybody,
it's going to be to
me. You go with him.
Taylor Ashby.
I heard he's dying.
How'd you hear that?
When you tried to
get to China, Dwayne,
you called him, asked for money.
Ashby tried to deal himself
back into the big game.
Use his position at Blackrain
to become an
information clearinghouse.
Any time I came across something
the Chinese wouldn't miss,
I'd sell it off to him.
Names,
intercepts... junk, usually.
What did he do with it?
I didn't ask.
I gave him intel,
he gave me brown
paper bags full of cash.
He ever tell you about
something called the Janus List?
In the spook business, we call
what I gave you "the sample."
You want the rest, you got to
pay for it like everybody else.
Talk to my lawyers.
You're on your last
appeal, Dwayne.
If you don't want to cooperate,
you might as well place
an order for your last meal.
That easy, is it, Granger?
A man who saves your life,
you put him in jail, walk away?
You think this
guy is your friend,
you can think
again. That's enough.
'Cause the things
I could tell you
about squeaky
clean Colby Granger...
Things we saw, things we did...
Screw you, Dwayne.
You can walk away, Granger,
but we're not done
with each other yet.
He's wasting our time,
David, let's go. I saved your life!
I own it!
I face off
against so many guys, Charlie.
I don't know what it is,
something about this guy,
some look in his eyes.
A remarkable mind...
accounting for David's travel
path, constructing a code
to tell us he was
poisoned. Amazing.
While he's dying, you know?
I think he did it to
tell us something
that we wouldn't have
believed any other way.
Yeah, so what is it?
They all say that
Janus List doesn't exist.
You know what I'm
wondering is why us?
He knew everything about us:
the Eppes Convergence,
your batting average. So what...
Hey, Amita. Hi.
How're you doing? All of
the books you asked for.
Plus another two on Francis
Bacon that I really like.
Merkle-Hellman's
knapsack algorithm...
You know, I wondered about that.
I mean, if Ashby
was a cryptographer,
wouldn't he have known
that Merkle-Hellman's
encryption has been broken?
He wanted us to break it.
Don, think of everything
that happened on that bridge.
Everything he did
and everything he said
as things you would
pack with you on a trip,
but you have a single knapsack
that can hold only 30 pounds.
Each item has a
value and a weight to it.
Your challenge is to
take the greatest value
within the specified weight.
In combinatorics,
we call it a
"knapsack algorithm."
So what if every
number he gave us,
every question he asked...
had a specific function?
A specific value?
Like my batting average.
Right, which was, uh, .293.
Then he asked us
how many bombs it would
take to take down the bridge,
and that was six.
Uh-huh. Merkle-Hellman was 1978,
but he said '72. '72.
64 chess squares.
And the answer to the problem.
All right, so?
The Straddling
Checkerboard code.
Man, he thought he was
going to die on that bridge.
He had no idea
he would use it in the hospital,
so what if...?
Wait, check this out.
Five times a week
somebody calls me
and tells me they
have my Pulitzer story.
Taylor was number six.
And what was he offering?
An expose on
international intelligence.
He felt that so much
work was being outsourced
that these multinational
companies were spying
on two and three competing
sides at the same time.
Like Blackrain International.
He said he had a list of spies.
The Janus List?
Yeah.
Ms. Vaughn,
I'm gonna ask you if
I can see your notes
and correspondence,
whatever you have.
Ask or tell?
Whatever makes you feel better
about handing them over.
What you got there, Donny?
Oh, it's an MI-6 file.
It's like a book.
It's amazing.
This guy Ashby crossed
the Berlin Wall four times.
He was interrogated
by the GRU, KGB...
That's something, huh?
Guy like this risks
his life for 30 years,
and nobody cares, you know?
Nobody's going
to read this stuff.
This really you?
Don Eppes empathizing
with a lunatic
who tried to blow up a bridge?
I can understand
how you wonder, is it
worth it?
Do any of us make a difference?
Yeah.
Gets harder as you get older.
Hey, where are you at?
Still at the hospital.
There's just some
work on the window
I need to copy down
before they clean it, so, uh...
Uh, where'd the
security guard go?
Fight broke out in the E.R.
What are you talking about?
Uh, the security guard
posted with Ashby is gone.
I guess there was
a fight downstairs?
Wait. He left his post?
Charlie, you get
security in there
right away, okay? I'm on my way.
Okay, all right.
Um... how do I get a dial tone?
There's no dial tone?
Uh, hey, listen,
Lois, we need
to get this patient
out of here right now.
That's impossible.
Someone has already
tried to poison this man,
and they may very well be
coming to kill him right now.
So I am an FBI...
You know, I work for the FBI.
Can't you protect him? Well,
uh, actually, I'm a mathematician.
No one uses these
tunnels anymore.
They were built as bomb shelters
during World War II, but with
the earthquakes around here,
you're better off taking
your chances above ground.
Few people realize that most
deaths from an earthquake
occur afterwards from
fire, ruptured gas lines.
Sorry. Nervous energy.
No signal.
Hey, in here.
Are you familiar with
Lorentz's Force Law?
Guess not.
5:00 Coffee Barn in Westwood?
No, that won't be a problem.
On second thought, we
might need to put that on hold.
Let me get back to you.
Someone just tried
to kill Taylor Ashby.
Hey, look, I gave you guys
everything I had... all
my notes, my e-mails.
If we could find you,
whoever came after Ashby
might be able to, as well.
We think it would
be best if you were
under protective custody
at this point in time, ma'am.
Do I have a choice? No.
Charlie?
Hey.
How are you?
Dad, I risked my
life for a dying man.
I mean, that's not me.
I acted recklessly
against my own instinct
for self-preservation.
And yet, in a weird way,
I have never felt more...
empowered.
You sound like Don.
You know, a mind
this brilliant deserves
to know that it
didn't die in vain.
That it didn't live in vain.
Charlie!
I'm fine.
I'm fine. Oh.
Chopper's not coming.
Really?
Why not? Because
we just arrested
the guy you paid to kill Ashby.
Yeah, that'd be two
days before the Thallium
and the burns would
have done him in.
I kept that old man on
the payroll for ten years,
and he repaid me by
compiling a Janus List.
Look, it's nothing personal.
You almost got
my brother killed with all
your cloak and dagger crap.
Well, we had no reason
to think he'd still be there.
This is bigger than him.
It's bigger than all of us.
A Janus List is not some
random collection of spies.
It's a carefully selected
group of pressure points
designed to cripple
intelligence operations.
Why is it no one thinks
the list even exists?
Who's going to take that risk?
I'm not.
Your government isn't.
Why am I not wearing handcuffs?
Because the State Department
has already told you not
to arrest me.
And, uh, just for the
record, I didn't poison Ashby.
But if he had compiled
a Janus List, and if he
talked to a reporter about it,
then we're all better off
when he can't talk anymore.
We're not done, you and I.
Really?
You can't even stop a helicopter
from landing in your own city.
Uh, looks quiet.
There's no cars unaccounted for.
Nobody on the beach.
Hey, we're really sorry
about the inconvenience.
We wouldn't have done
this if we didn't think
it was absolutely necessary.
I don't understand
what's going on.
You grab me off the street,
you take away my cell phone...
Well, that's for your safety.
Somebody could zero
in on your GPS chip.
Well, so far, the only people
threatening my
well-being are you people.
Perhaps you don't
respect the rights
that the Constitution
extends to reporters
or to citizens, for that matter.
Hey, my heart bleeds
for the hair appointment
you're going to miss and
the date you're not going
to get tonight, but
assuming you know how I feel
about the Constitution
just makes you look stupid.
Wow.
I think I preferred
the sarcastic
yet still friendly Megan.
That side of you actually
just scared me a little bit.
Hey, are you all right?
Yeah. Sorry.
You know, swearing an oath
to the FBI was the first time
in my life I... I ever felt like
I was a part of something.
I felt good, you know?
I-I liked what I was doing.
Past tense?
Let's just say
the past six weeks put
some beliefs to the test,
and I'm not sure that I passed.
Well, you may be talking
to the wrong guy.
I come from five generations
of duty, honor,
following orders.
Yeah? Whose orders
were you following
when you went
out on that bridge?
Something's going
on with you, Colby.
David told me what
happened with Carter.
Yeah, well, me and Dwayne is...
I mean, it's complicated.
Why? Because he saved your life?
Among other things.
Everything just seems
complicated now.
Just the two?
Just the two.
Only one we need
alive is the reporter.
Hey. Hey.
Hey, how's Ashby?
He's still alive. I mean,
they don't know why.
I don't know what it is about
the guy... it's like I feel...
Feel obligated to see
his work through, right?
Yeah. Why do you think?
'Cause he picked us?
Maybe it makes you think
what will my life come down to?
A couple of papers, a few ideas?
He's smart, huh?
Yeah.
Like your kind of smart?
Yeah.
It's amazing how
you guys see things.
You know, how you spin them.
Hey, we got
a wireframe of the bridge? Yeah.
Can-Can you just spin it?
Can I use this thing?
Yeah, sure.
There were explosives here...
here...
and here.
Can you show me
more of a side view?
And more explosives
here, here, here and here.
Can you turn it,
like, uh, 90 degrees?
Yeah, that's it.
How are you seeing this?
I don't know. It's
just coming to me.
Is that the face that
I make when I...?
It's G-A-B-C-D-E-F
sharp.
See, I paid attention
during piano lessons.
That's the G major scale.
What do you think it means?
Well, I don't know.
You can't expect me to
know everything, right?
Pending your cooperation,
the U.S. Attorney
has agreed to drop you
as a top security risk.
Takes the needle
out of your arm.
Life imprisonment... That's
the best you guys can do?
Live long enough, Dwayne,
maybe somebody's going to
change their attitude toward treason.
Who poisoned Ashby?
The Chinese. No.
The Israelis, the Russians,
the Brits... take your pick.
See you before you die, Dwayne.
You were right.
Ashby was building a Janus List.
I sold him three
names. I was going
to sell him a fourth when
you guys busted me.
Building it?
Yeah, he said someone
would, sooner or later,
and if he could figure it
out, he could keep it safe.
The man was brilliant,
but he was a head case.
Where's the list, Carter?
You think he told me?
I'm probably on it.
All I know is, a lot
of people would like
to see that list disappear,
including anybody on it.
But none of them would have
chosen slow-acting poison.
You're saying somebody
wants the list to be found?
Hey, Sinclair?
When you see
Granger, tell him...
Yeah, tell him I was
a much better friend
than he gave me credit for.
What does that mean, Dwayne?
He'll know.
And if he doesn't, the
hell with him, anyway.
I'm gonna go to bed.
Can I lock the door or is
that a breach of protocol?
No, that's fine.
I have a clear line of sight to
the bedroom from the balcony.
I'll keep my clothes on, then.
Lights are on next door.
- I have no cell service.
- No, no, no.
They've jammed the
phones; we got no power.
Get into the bathroom,
lay down in the tub.
It's made of granite;
it'll protect you.
We have a grand piano.
And an organ.
Hey. So, we've tried
18 musical ciphers...
Right.
Converting to tablature...
Mm-hmm.
Even frequencies
for each note...
You know what? I
think we're just reaching.
I mean, we're getting too far
away from the facts with
all this. Yeah, I think so, too.
Ashby gave us all
our answers here.
Right.
And here.
Hey.
Colby's not picking up
on the safe house land
line or his cell phone.
I'm on my way.
I'll meet you up
there, okay? All right.
Come on... pick up.
They have night vision.
Everything Ashby said...
everything, every choice he made
has a meaning and
a second meaning.
Except Francis Bacon
and the Sun Tzu quote.
Right.
"The more you read and learn,
the less your
adversary will know."
All right, lay down
cover, I'll go move Naomi.
Got it.
These numbers gave us
Naomi Vaughn's e-mail address,
and we assumed that he
was pointing us toward her.
But what if
he was being literal.
Pull up his e-mails
to her again.
Yeah, see...?
Okay, see this?
Why...
Why is this e-mail three
times bigger than the others?
I don't know. It's probably
some excess code.
Okay, so, can you, um...?
Wait a minute!
Stop! Stop-stop-stop-stop!
Francis Bacon... Bacon Cipher.
In which each letter is
represented by a combination
of five A's and B's
from which he encoded
and decoded messages.
A's and B's...
For ones and zeros.
Yeah.
Good.
And-And-And-And
then, and then...
Yeah.
"Janus is in your mailbox."
All he had to do was
hack into her voice mail
and set up a second account,
which she wouldn't know about,
which she couldn't
access without...
You've reached the voice mailbox
of Naomi Vaughn.
Without G-A-B-C-D-E-F
and "sharp."
Welcome to the Janus List.
The following people
have been co-opted.
If all are exposed,
the infrastructure
of two intelligence
networks will collapse.
MI-6 Agent Richard Collins
of the UK, by the Russians;
Russian SVR Agent
Andrei Gorelov,
by the South Koreans...
French Secret Service
Agent Laurent Dassin...
You all right?
By the United States... Yeah.
Where's Colby? In the bedroom.
United States Counter
Intelligence Agent
Dwayne Carter...
Colby!
By the Chinese;
United States FBI Agent
Colby Granger,
also by the Chinese.
Colby!
Colby!
Stop right there.
Come this way now, with me.
Here you go.
Some old man makes things up
and leaves them in a voice mail,
just like that, and you're
gonna believe him over me?
Where were you
taking Naomi Vaughn?
I was moving her out of
the fire zone.
Oh, and leaving
Megan there, huh?
You knew you were on the
list; you were gonna kill her.
No, Don...
We got six countries with
bugs in Ashby's apartment,
but no Chinese... why's that?
You know what we're gonna do.
Tomorrow morning,
we're gonna start
picking through
your miserable life.
We're gonna look
at your bank account,
your credit cards
and your dirty laundry,
the whole nine yards.
Are you really gonna waste
more of our time?
All right.
The Chinese bug was
in the sofa cushion,
where I put it two years ago.
Oh, my God.
I pulled it when David
was in the kitchen.
You understand
what you're saying?
Nothing you don't already know.
Nothing everybody's not
gonna know tomorrow.
David, David, David, David...
Relax.
How long you been lying to us?
From the beginning, David.
That's what a spy does.
Oh, a spy?
You're not a spy.
You're a damn traitor!
All that crap about
serving your country!
Come on. Look, get out of here.
Just get out. And what
was that the other day
on the bridge?
You weren't trying
to save Ashby, were you?
You were trying to buy time
for yourself.
Who poisoned him?
Who poisoned him?
Who gained?
FBI.
Let go of that
prisoner right now.
CIA's gonna handle all this now.
Yeah, and this is a
legal document signed by
the Attorney General. Wait!
Wait! We had a deal. Uh-uh.
We had a deal. I'm supposed
to be traded to the Chinese.
You do something.
Yeah, you had a pretty
slick deal, didn't you?
You had Ashby poisoned
from inside prison,
you exposed the Janus List,
and then you let
all hell break loose,
and now you're gonna
make yourself useful.
Yeah, bargaining down
your threat assessment
so you could be
traded back to Beijing.
Who the hell told you that?
You son of a bitch.
You son of a bitch.
Nine months.
Nine months, I don't
say a word about you.
You give me up in five minutes?
You tried to have me killed.
No.
I tried to have
Naomi Vaughn killed...
Something you
should've done for me!
Just shut up, Dwayne.
Can't believe this has happened.
I don't think I can
do this anymore.
He built that Janus list
so that he could matter again.
And that's what killed him.
I think this is probably the
way he wanted to go out...
Back in action, not...
not sitting behind
some desk somewhere.
Well, he was pretty
spectacular behind that desk.
That's an amazing mind.
Made him tough.
Made him... brave.
Brave in the face of danger.
In the face of death.
♪ What a day to be alive... ♪
♪ What a day to realize... ♪
Come on.
♪ I'm not dead... ♪
You know, the more
I think about this
Mr. Ashby... how much
you've told me about him...
The more I feel like I knew him.
Tell me about it.
Took two of us to
understand one of him.
"Light many lamps and
gather round his bed.
"Lend him your eyes,
warm blood and will to live.
"But Death replied,
"'I choose him.'
"So he went, and there was
silence in the summer night.
"Silence and safety,
and the veils of sleep.
And then, far away, the
thudding of the guns."
Yeah, I like that.
When it's your time,
just go in peace, huh?
♪ What a wonderful life now... ♪
See, to me, I think,
I think it's more about
having to face a
new fight tomorrow.
So rest while you can.
♪ What a day to
say good-bye... ♪
You know, this proves something
your mother and I always
knew about you two.
What's that?
You're both right.
♪ Bring on the evening hours ♪
♪ I cry ♪
♪ Bring on the evidence ♪
♪ Of my life. ♪
♪ You're messin'
with the enemy ♪
♪ Said it's two,
it's another trick ♪
♪ Messin' with my
mind, I wake up ♪
♪ Chase down an empty street ♪
♪ Blindly snap
the broken beats ♪
♪ Said it's gone
with the dirty trick... ♪
Only when you are already late.
♪ I tell you I want you ♪
♪ I tell you I need you ♪
♪ Friends, take control of me ♪
♪ Stalking cross
the gallery... ♪
That was just to
show you that I could.
Hey, put that down!
I'm a speed dial away
Back up right now!
From collapsing this bridge.
Hey... what's it going to take
for that not to happen?
♪ I tell you I want you ♪
♪ I tell you I need you ♪
♪ I tell you I want you... ♪
Hey.
So what's up? He asked for me?
You and Charlie.
No coincidence I
was driving across
that bridge today.
Hey, Don. What's going on?
I don't know, you got me.
But we're going to find out.
This is Agent Don Eppes.
What was your junior
year batting average?
What was my junior
year batting average?
.293.
That would be your brother.
I'd really like to meet him.
All right, well,
we can work that out.
Why don't you just come on in?
Professor Eppes is out
here in seven minutes...
or the next bomb goes off.
What?
What do we got? We have C4
with cell phone detonators...
I saw the same
setup in Tel Aviv.
His placement
indicates a solid understanding
of structural mechanics.
See those metal ribs? Uh-huh.
They support the arch...
If he takes out enough of them,
the arch is going to collapse,
and it's gonna bring the
entire bridge down with it.
And our jammer doesn't
have the range, but if we knew
what service he
was on, we'd be able
to shut down a
whole grid of towers.
And the only way
to figure that out would
be to get a closer look
at the cell phones on the bombs.
David, you want to
take a little climb?
Yeah, bridge didn't
kill me once today...
Might as well give it
another shot. DON:
Careful there, huh?
So... you know I'm always
happy to help you, right?
What, a face-to-face with
this guy cross the line?
Frankly, yeah.
K Level thinking... good.
You might keep up.
Just try to find
out what he wants.
Ask him why he
asked for you and me.
Sorry, sir, you
have us at a loss.
Have I met you before?
No.
But I'm an ardent
admirer of your work...
The Eppes Convergence.
"The more you read and learn,
the less your
adversary will know.”
I'm sorry? Ah, that's...
that's The Art of
War. That's Sun Tzu.
Very good.
Each time you answer
a question correctly,
I'll throw away a phone.
Each time you're wrong,
I'll detonate a bomb.
How many questions do
you suppose you can afford
to get wrong?
Uh, before the bridge collapses?
Six.
They will get harder.
In 1972,
when the Merkle-Hellman
knapsack algorithm
was published...
1978.
Francis Bacon posited
four obstructions to
the scientific method.
The Idols of the Mind:
The cave...
The theatre...
The tribe...
The... um...
the marketplace, damn it!
You didn't give me enough time!
I'm not just testing your mind,
I'm testing your heart.
I'm going to give over my
life's work to you people.
What work? What are
we talking about here?
When the inventor
of the chessboard
sold his creation to a king,
he asked for a single grain
of wheat for the first square,
two for the second,
four for the third,
doubling the amount each time...
How many grains of wheat
was the inventor asking for?
It's the wheat and
chessboard problem...
It's two to the 64th, minus one.
It's... too easy a question.
He's on VeraCell.
I need every VeraCell tower
on a grid within five miles
of the Sixth Street
bridge shut down now.
I would give you more
time, if I had it, Professor.
Everyone deserves more time.
All right, I mean...
I can't be totally
sure about this.
Well, it's all we got... do it.
18 quintillion...
446 quadrillion...
744 trillion...
73 billion...
799 million...
551,000...
six hundred and fifteen.
No.
That's not right.
Yes, it is.
Aw, come on.
Why don't you tell
me what the answer is.
I've given you
everything you need.
VeraCell cell grid is down.
Towers are down.
Come on, let's go!
Get down on your knees!
It's over! Get down
on your knees!
Get down!
If you find the
Janus List, trust it!
Get down!
Hey.
What do you got
there, a smoothie?
Pepto Bismol. Oh, yeah.
Oh, buddy, come on, you
got to give yourself a break.
Look, you did the best
you could, all right?
I was right about the wheat
and chessboard problem.
Your bomber's got
third-degree burns,
shotgun wounds to
the lungs, stomach...
ICU says it's a
matter of when, not if.
When'd you get back?
Just this morning.
Nice to see you.
You know about
Larry, that he's...?
In a monastery.
I got a note underneath my
door in really nice calligraphy.
How'd your assignment go?
Or maybe I'm not
supposed to know.
The prints I.D.'d your
guy as Taylor Ashby.
He has dual citizenship between
us and the Brits, and he worked
for a company called Blackrain.
It's like a Halliburton of
international intelligence.
Like, what kind of stuff?
Our CIA asked their director
for a first look at
whatever they find.
You know, he said
a lot of cryptic things
about his life's work.
He was testing
us... K level thinking.
He's a narcissist.
Goes along with a
sociopathic personality.
Guy organized this whole thing
as just like an
elaborate suicide note.
Yeah, but I mean, this isn't
some freak with a grenade.
This guy went to a lot of
trouble, makes no demands.
He did make one demand.
To talk with us.
There are over a thousand
foreign operatives on your soil.
Since 9/11, with your resources
diverted to fighting terrorism,
much of the monitoring
has been outsourced.
I don't know whether
spy craft attracts disturbed
personalities or makes us.
Ashby was a spy?
Well, that's stretching things.
In his heyday, he was a
fairly skilled cryptographer.
I hired him after MI-6
made him redundant.
British Intelligence fired him?
Cryptography has
become the province
of 25-year-old
mathematics prodigies.
Poor old Ashby
couldn't make the transition
from invisible
ink and microfilm.
Then what'd he do for you?
Data analysis.
Tell the truth, though, I, uh...
I think I hired him
because I felt sorry for him.
30 years
serving his country,
he deserved better
than a cold water
flat in the East End.
He screamed something
about a Janus List.
It's an old spy fiction.
A master list of double
agents and traitors.
Janus, the two-faced Roman god.
But how do you
know it's a fiction?
You know what they give you
when you get killed
in our line of duty?
An anonymous star
on a blank wall.
Taylor Ashby was
an old, lonely man.
My guess is that what
he couldn't achieve in life,
he could pretend
to have in death.
Each time you answer
a question correctly,
I'll throw away a phone.
Each time you're wrong,
I'll detonate a bomb.
You're not supposed
to be looking at that.
You're not supposed
to leave it lying around.
Oxford.
First class honors
in English Lit,
dissertation on Shakespeare.
No, he chose us for a...
he chose me for a reason.
You know, nothing
he did seemed rash
or... or unpremeditated.
Francis Bacon posited four...
You know, a lot of people think
that Francis Bacon was
the real Shakespeare.
That he hid codes in
the prose of his plays
that reveal him to be the
true author of the works.
Supposedly, there
was even an inscription
on a bust of Shakespeare that
used a code of letter-shapes.
Right, the Bacon Ci...
the Bacon Cipher.
In their prime... Ruth or Bonds?
Uh... Williams.
He was a war hero,
played the game
clean, and no juice.
Fire alarm's crooked.
Yeah, I'd have taken Ruth.
'Cause he hit all
those home runs,
and he was drunk.
I got a bug here.
Really?
Looks like one of ours.
Yeah?
This one doesn't.
Six electronic
listening devices; our techs
have already I.D.'d four of them.
We got French,
Israeli, Russian...
and our very own NSA.
And Ashby had to
have known about it, too.
I mean, there's no
way surveillance pros
would've scratched
the switch plate
or left the fire
alarm hanging loose.
So he knows who's
listening and he knows how.
Obviously, he's
controlling what they hear.
Hey, Ashby was
discharged from MI-6
with a psychopathic
personality disorder.
Which is right in line
with what McClair said,
and the behavior
out on the bridge.
Yeah, but he also
said he's a nobody,
and we got half the world
bugging his apartment.
What'd the NSA say?
Same thing they always do.
They're gonna get back to us.
Well, get back to
them; see if they
know anything about
that, uh, Janus List.
I-I see there's some
unanswered questions
here, but I don't really think
there's a crime to be solved.
Well, that's my decision, right?
Miss this?
More than you know.
And for the record,
what exactly were
you guys thinking,
climbing out on the bridge
before the bomb squad?
That was his big idea.
I'm not sure you
can hear me, but...
that question you asked me...
I know that you know
that I was correct.
You were trying to
tell me something...
Bacon, Merkle-Hellman...
You were talking about code.
You were talking in code.
Dr. Andrew to ICU... stat.
Dr. Andrew to ICU... stat.
What's the FiO2
on the ventilator?
Normal... 50%.
Lungs are clear.
This makes no sense; we've
got to be looking at artifacting.
Order a chest X-ray; I don't
want to take any chances.
I need a pen.
Uh, who has a pen?
Here you go.
Hey.
Hey. How's it going?
Charlie, are you kidding me?
They're gonna
charge us for this.
Yeah, but listen, so see how
the oxygen saturation flash
keeps cycling through the
same sequence of numbers?
His finger is tapping
out those numbers.
Merkle-Hellman is
based in cryptography.
Francis Bacon, Bacon's Cipher...
Wait, wait, he was a
cryptologist for the Brits.
I mean, that would
be unbelievable
if this guy actually could
talk to you, communicate
through all this.
But there are a
million codes, man.
I don't know how I'm going to
figure out which one he chose.
What about that one you
got wrong, the chess one?
I didn't get it wrong, I
got it right. What about it?
Every code has a key,
so maybe there was some
reason that he was lying.
You know, the Russians
used something called...
Don't start writing on the...
a Straddling Checkerboard.
It's a pretty simple
substitution code
where the letters of a
message are replaced with digits.
You start with the highest
frequency letters first.
Zero, one, two,
three, four, five...
Z-K...
Y-D-H...
J-A-N...
U-S...
"Janus poisoned me."
Ashby had traces of
Thallium in his bloodstream.
Thallium is what Saddam
used against dissidents.
They'd have a final drink with
their guard as they were released,
and seven days
later, lights out.
So wait, you're saying he knew he
was dying before he got on the bridge?
So we got a
homicide, not a suicide.
Thanks for not
saying "I told you so."
Well, you didn't
give me a chance.
Well, I don't understand, why
do you think he didn't call us
or try to talk then?
Well, he knew his apartment was
bugged, he knew he'd been poisoned.
Compounded with delusions of
grandeur and a paranoid nature...
Maybe he thought it was the only way
we'd take him seriously, I guess, right?
Um, it's work. All
right, I'll talk to you later.
Hey. Hey.
According to the NSA,
your guy over at
Blackrain is right.
This "Janus List"...
Thing doesn't exist.
But McClair, he
undersold Ashby's history.
Turns out this guy
is a Cold War legend.
Double and triple agent.
By the time MI-6 cut him loose,
nobody knew which
side he was playing for.
Yeah, and those wire taps?
They turned them
over after we threatened
to sell their bug
to the Russians.
But look what we turned up.
This line isn't clean.
By the time anyone reads
this transcript, I'm in Beijing.
I want money.
Dwayne Carter.
That conversation
happened two hours
before we busted him
trying to leave the country.
Last time I heard,
they were keeping him at
an army base for safekeeping.
So I can track him
down. Not alone.
Are you kidding me?
You still don't trust me?
You covered for the guy.
Don, as soon as I
found out he was working
for the Chinese,
I took him down.
Whatever happened,
I've logged some serious time
with this guy in Afghanistan.
If he's going to
open up to anybody,
it's going to be to
me. You go with him.
Taylor Ashby.
I heard he's dying.
How'd you hear that?
When you tried to
get to China, Dwayne,
you called him, asked for money.
Ashby tried to deal himself
back into the big game.
Use his position at Blackrain
to become an
information clearinghouse.
Any time I came across something
the Chinese wouldn't miss,
I'd sell it off to him.
Names,
intercepts... junk, usually.
What did he do with it?
I didn't ask.
I gave him intel,
he gave me brown
paper bags full of cash.
He ever tell you about
something called the Janus List?
In the spook business, we call
what I gave you "the sample."
You want the rest, you got to
pay for it like everybody else.
Talk to my lawyers.
You're on your last
appeal, Dwayne.
If you don't want to cooperate,
you might as well place
an order for your last meal.
That easy, is it, Granger?
A man who saves your life,
you put him in jail, walk away?
You think this
guy is your friend,
you can think
again. That's enough.
'Cause the things
I could tell you
about squeaky
clean Colby Granger...
Things we saw, things we did...
Screw you, Dwayne.
You can walk away, Granger,
but we're not done
with each other yet.
He's wasting our time,
David, let's go. I saved your life!
I own it!
I face off
against so many guys, Charlie.
I don't know what it is,
something about this guy,
some look in his eyes.
A remarkable mind...
accounting for David's travel
path, constructing a code
to tell us he was
poisoned. Amazing.
While he's dying, you know?
I think he did it to
tell us something
that we wouldn't have
believed any other way.
Yeah, so what is it?
They all say that
Janus List doesn't exist.
You know what I'm
wondering is why us?
He knew everything about us:
the Eppes Convergence,
your batting average. So what...
Hey, Amita. Hi.
How're you doing? All of
the books you asked for.
Plus another two on Francis
Bacon that I really like.
Merkle-Hellman's
knapsack algorithm...
You know, I wondered about that.
I mean, if Ashby
was a cryptographer,
wouldn't he have known
that Merkle-Hellman's
encryption has been broken?
He wanted us to break it.
Don, think of everything
that happened on that bridge.
Everything he did
and everything he said
as things you would
pack with you on a trip,
but you have a single knapsack
that can hold only 30 pounds.
Each item has a
value and a weight to it.
Your challenge is to
take the greatest value
within the specified weight.
In combinatorics,
we call it a
"knapsack algorithm."
So what if every
number he gave us,
every question he asked...
had a specific function?
A specific value?
Like my batting average.
Right, which was, uh, .293.
Then he asked us
how many bombs it would
take to take down the bridge,
and that was six.
Uh-huh. Merkle-Hellman was 1978,
but he said '72. '72.
64 chess squares.
And the answer to the problem.
All right, so?
The Straddling
Checkerboard code.
Man, he thought he was
going to die on that bridge.
He had no idea
he would use it in the hospital,
so what if...?
Wait, check this out.
Five times a week
somebody calls me
and tells me they
have my Pulitzer story.
Taylor was number six.
And what was he offering?
An expose on
international intelligence.
He felt that so much
work was being outsourced
that these multinational
companies were spying
on two and three competing
sides at the same time.
Like Blackrain International.
He said he had a list of spies.
The Janus List?
Yeah.
Ms. Vaughn,
I'm gonna ask you if
I can see your notes
and correspondence,
whatever you have.
Ask or tell?
Whatever makes you feel better
about handing them over.
What you got there, Donny?
Oh, it's an MI-6 file.
It's like a book.
It's amazing.
This guy Ashby crossed
the Berlin Wall four times.
He was interrogated
by the GRU, KGB...
That's something, huh?
Guy like this risks
his life for 30 years,
and nobody cares, you know?
Nobody's going
to read this stuff.
This really you?
Don Eppes empathizing
with a lunatic
who tried to blow up a bridge?
I can understand
how you wonder, is it
worth it?
Do any of us make a difference?
Yeah.
Gets harder as you get older.
Hey, where are you at?
Still at the hospital.
There's just some
work on the window
I need to copy down
before they clean it, so, uh...
Uh, where'd the
security guard go?
Fight broke out in the E.R.
What are you talking about?
Uh, the security guard
posted with Ashby is gone.
I guess there was
a fight downstairs?
Wait. He left his post?
Charlie, you get
security in there
right away, okay? I'm on my way.
Okay, all right.
Um... how do I get a dial tone?
There's no dial tone?
Uh, hey, listen,
Lois, we need
to get this patient
out of here right now.
That's impossible.
Someone has already
tried to poison this man,
and they may very well be
coming to kill him right now.
So I am an FBI...
You know, I work for the FBI.
Can't you protect him? Well,
uh, actually, I'm a mathematician.
No one uses these
tunnels anymore.
They were built as bomb shelters
during World War II, but with
the earthquakes around here,
you're better off taking
your chances above ground.
Few people realize that most
deaths from an earthquake
occur afterwards from
fire, ruptured gas lines.
Sorry. Nervous energy.
No signal.
Hey, in here.
Are you familiar with
Lorentz's Force Law?
Guess not.
5:00 Coffee Barn in Westwood?
No, that won't be a problem.
On second thought, we
might need to put that on hold.
Let me get back to you.
Someone just tried
to kill Taylor Ashby.
Hey, look, I gave you guys
everything I had... all
my notes, my e-mails.
If we could find you,
whoever came after Ashby
might be able to, as well.
We think it would
be best if you were
under protective custody
at this point in time, ma'am.
Do I have a choice? No.
Charlie?
Hey.
How are you?
Dad, I risked my
life for a dying man.
I mean, that's not me.
I acted recklessly
against my own instinct
for self-preservation.
And yet, in a weird way,
I have never felt more...
empowered.
You sound like Don.
You know, a mind
this brilliant deserves
to know that it
didn't die in vain.
That it didn't live in vain.
Charlie!
I'm fine.
I'm fine. Oh.
Chopper's not coming.
Really?
Why not? Because
we just arrested
the guy you paid to kill Ashby.
Yeah, that'd be two
days before the Thallium
and the burns would
have done him in.
I kept that old man on
the payroll for ten years,
and he repaid me by
compiling a Janus List.
Look, it's nothing personal.
You almost got
my brother killed with all
your cloak and dagger crap.
Well, we had no reason
to think he'd still be there.
This is bigger than him.
It's bigger than all of us.
A Janus List is not some
random collection of spies.
It's a carefully selected
group of pressure points
designed to cripple
intelligence operations.
Why is it no one thinks
the list even exists?
Who's going to take that risk?
I'm not.
Your government isn't.
Why am I not wearing handcuffs?
Because the State Department
has already told you not
to arrest me.
And, uh, just for the
record, I didn't poison Ashby.
But if he had compiled
a Janus List, and if he
talked to a reporter about it,
then we're all better off
when he can't talk anymore.
We're not done, you and I.
Really?
You can't even stop a helicopter
from landing in your own city.
Uh, looks quiet.
There's no cars unaccounted for.
Nobody on the beach.
Hey, we're really sorry
about the inconvenience.
We wouldn't have done
this if we didn't think
it was absolutely necessary.
I don't understand
what's going on.
You grab me off the street,
you take away my cell phone...
Well, that's for your safety.
Somebody could zero
in on your GPS chip.
Well, so far, the only people
threatening my
well-being are you people.
Perhaps you don't
respect the rights
that the Constitution
extends to reporters
or to citizens, for that matter.
Hey, my heart bleeds
for the hair appointment
you're going to miss and
the date you're not going
to get tonight, but
assuming you know how I feel
about the Constitution
just makes you look stupid.
Wow.
I think I preferred
the sarcastic
yet still friendly Megan.
That side of you actually
just scared me a little bit.
Hey, are you all right?
Yeah. Sorry.
You know, swearing an oath
to the FBI was the first time
in my life I... I ever felt like
I was a part of something.
I felt good, you know?
I-I liked what I was doing.
Past tense?
Let's just say
the past six weeks put
some beliefs to the test,
and I'm not sure that I passed.
Well, you may be talking
to the wrong guy.
I come from five generations
of duty, honor,
following orders.
Yeah? Whose orders
were you following
when you went
out on that bridge?
Something's going
on with you, Colby.
David told me what
happened with Carter.
Yeah, well, me and Dwayne is...
I mean, it's complicated.
Why? Because he saved your life?
Among other things.
Everything just seems
complicated now.
Just the two?
Just the two.
Only one we need
alive is the reporter.
Hey. Hey.
Hey, how's Ashby?
He's still alive. I mean,
they don't know why.
I don't know what it is about
the guy... it's like I feel...
Feel obligated to see
his work through, right?
Yeah. Why do you think?
'Cause he picked us?
Maybe it makes you think
what will my life come down to?
A couple of papers, a few ideas?
He's smart, huh?
Yeah.
Like your kind of smart?
Yeah.
It's amazing how
you guys see things.
You know, how you spin them.
Hey, we got
a wireframe of the bridge? Yeah.
Can-Can you just spin it?
Can I use this thing?
Yeah, sure.
There were explosives here...
here...
and here.
Can you show me
more of a side view?
And more explosives
here, here, here and here.
Can you turn it,
like, uh, 90 degrees?
Yeah, that's it.
How are you seeing this?
I don't know. It's
just coming to me.
Is that the face that
I make when I...?
It's G-A-B-C-D-E-F
sharp.
See, I paid attention
during piano lessons.
That's the G major scale.
What do you think it means?
Well, I don't know.
You can't expect me to
know everything, right?
Pending your cooperation,
the U.S. Attorney
has agreed to drop you
as a top security risk.
Takes the needle
out of your arm.
Life imprisonment... That's
the best you guys can do?
Live long enough, Dwayne,
maybe somebody's going to
change their attitude toward treason.
Who poisoned Ashby?
The Chinese. No.
The Israelis, the Russians,
the Brits... take your pick.
See you before you die, Dwayne.
You were right.
Ashby was building a Janus List.
I sold him three
names. I was going
to sell him a fourth when
you guys busted me.
Building it?
Yeah, he said someone
would, sooner or later,
and if he could figure it
out, he could keep it safe.
The man was brilliant,
but he was a head case.
Where's the list, Carter?
You think he told me?
I'm probably on it.
All I know is, a lot
of people would like
to see that list disappear,
including anybody on it.
But none of them would have
chosen slow-acting poison.
You're saying somebody
wants the list to be found?
Hey, Sinclair?
When you see
Granger, tell him...
Yeah, tell him I was
a much better friend
than he gave me credit for.
What does that mean, Dwayne?
He'll know.
And if he doesn't, the
hell with him, anyway.
I'm gonna go to bed.
Can I lock the door or is
that a breach of protocol?
No, that's fine.
I have a clear line of sight to
the bedroom from the balcony.
I'll keep my clothes on, then.
Lights are on next door.
- I have no cell service.
- No, no, no.
They've jammed the
phones; we got no power.
Get into the bathroom,
lay down in the tub.
It's made of granite;
it'll protect you.
We have a grand piano.
And an organ.
Hey. So, we've tried
18 musical ciphers...
Right.
Converting to tablature...
Mm-hmm.
Even frequencies
for each note...
You know what? I
think we're just reaching.
I mean, we're getting too far
away from the facts with
all this. Yeah, I think so, too.
Ashby gave us all
our answers here.
Right.
And here.
Hey.
Colby's not picking up
on the safe house land
line or his cell phone.
I'm on my way.
I'll meet you up
there, okay? All right.
Come on... pick up.
They have night vision.
Everything Ashby said...
everything, every choice he made
has a meaning and
a second meaning.
Except Francis Bacon
and the Sun Tzu quote.
Right.
"The more you read and learn,
the less your
adversary will know."
All right, lay down
cover, I'll go move Naomi.
Got it.
These numbers gave us
Naomi Vaughn's e-mail address,
and we assumed that he
was pointing us toward her.
But what if
he was being literal.
Pull up his e-mails
to her again.
Yeah, see...?
Okay, see this?
Why...
Why is this e-mail three
times bigger than the others?
I don't know. It's probably
some excess code.
Okay, so, can you, um...?
Wait a minute!
Stop! Stop-stop-stop-stop!
Francis Bacon... Bacon Cipher.
In which each letter is
represented by a combination
of five A's and B's
from which he encoded
and decoded messages.
A's and B's...
For ones and zeros.
Yeah.
Good.
And-And-And-And
then, and then...
Yeah.
"Janus is in your mailbox."
All he had to do was
hack into her voice mail
and set up a second account,
which she wouldn't know about,
which she couldn't
access without...
You've reached the voice mailbox
of Naomi Vaughn.
Without G-A-B-C-D-E-F
and "sharp."
Welcome to the Janus List.
The following people
have been co-opted.
If all are exposed,
the infrastructure
of two intelligence
networks will collapse.
MI-6 Agent Richard Collins
of the UK, by the Russians;
Russian SVR Agent
Andrei Gorelov,
by the South Koreans...
French Secret Service
Agent Laurent Dassin...
You all right?
By the United States... Yeah.
Where's Colby? In the bedroom.
United States Counter
Intelligence Agent
Dwayne Carter...
Colby!
By the Chinese;
United States FBI Agent
Colby Granger,
also by the Chinese.
Colby!
Colby!
Stop right there.
Come this way now, with me.
Here you go.
Some old man makes things up
and leaves them in a voice mail,
just like that, and you're
gonna believe him over me?
Where were you
taking Naomi Vaughn?
I was moving her out of
the fire zone.
Oh, and leaving
Megan there, huh?
You knew you were on the
list; you were gonna kill her.
No, Don...
We got six countries with
bugs in Ashby's apartment,
but no Chinese... why's that?
You know what we're gonna do.
Tomorrow morning,
we're gonna start
picking through
your miserable life.
We're gonna look
at your bank account,
your credit cards
and your dirty laundry,
the whole nine yards.
Are you really gonna waste
more of our time?
All right.
The Chinese bug was
in the sofa cushion,
where I put it two years ago.
Oh, my God.
I pulled it when David
was in the kitchen.
You understand
what you're saying?
Nothing you don't already know.
Nothing everybody's not
gonna know tomorrow.
David, David, David, David...
Relax.
How long you been lying to us?
From the beginning, David.
That's what a spy does.
Oh, a spy?
You're not a spy.
You're a damn traitor!
All that crap about
serving your country!
Come on. Look, get out of here.
Just get out. And what
was that the other day
on the bridge?
You weren't trying
to save Ashby, were you?
You were trying to buy time
for yourself.
Who poisoned him?
Who poisoned him?
Who gained?
FBI.
Let go of that
prisoner right now.
CIA's gonna handle all this now.
Yeah, and this is a
legal document signed by
the Attorney General. Wait!
Wait! We had a deal. Uh-uh.
We had a deal. I'm supposed
to be traded to the Chinese.
You do something.
Yeah, you had a pretty
slick deal, didn't you?
You had Ashby poisoned
from inside prison,
you exposed the Janus List,
and then you let
all hell break loose,
and now you're gonna
make yourself useful.
Yeah, bargaining down
your threat assessment
so you could be
traded back to Beijing.
Who the hell told you that?
You son of a bitch.
You son of a bitch.
Nine months.
Nine months, I don't
say a word about you.
You give me up in five minutes?
You tried to have me killed.
No.
I tried to have
Naomi Vaughn killed...
Something you
should've done for me!
Just shut up, Dwayne.
Can't believe this has happened.
I don't think I can
do this anymore.
He built that Janus list
so that he could matter again.
And that's what killed him.
I think this is probably the
way he wanted to go out...
Back in action, not...
not sitting behind
some desk somewhere.
Well, he was pretty
spectacular behind that desk.
That's an amazing mind.
Made him tough.
Made him... brave.
Brave in the face of danger.
In the face of death.
♪ What a day to be alive... ♪
♪ What a day to realize... ♪
Come on.
♪ I'm not dead... ♪
You know, the more
I think about this
Mr. Ashby... how much
you've told me about him...
The more I feel like I knew him.
Tell me about it.
Took two of us to
understand one of him.
"Light many lamps and
gather round his bed.
"Lend him your eyes,
warm blood and will to live.
"But Death replied,
"'I choose him.'
"So he went, and there was
silence in the summer night.
"Silence and safety,
and the veils of sleep.
And then, far away, the
thudding of the guns."
Yeah, I like that.
When it's your time,
just go in peace, huh?
♪ What a wonderful life now... ♪
See, to me, I think,
I think it's more about
having to face a
new fight tomorrow.
So rest while you can.
♪ What a day to
say good-bye... ♪
You know, this proves something
your mother and I always
knew about you two.
What's that?
You're both right.
♪ Bring on the evening hours ♪
♪ I cry ♪
♪ Bring on the evidence ♪
♪ Of my life. ♪