Numb3rs (2005–2010): Season 4, Episode 13 - Black Swan - full transcript
A meth lab bust yields a surprise arrest that stymies the team when they can't figure out why he was in the area, and Megan disagrees with what Don chooses to do to get his answers.
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Get the boys in.
Let's go, let's go. Hit it.
CHARLIE: The
first thing I tell you
is probably the most
important thing you'll hear today.
If you take nothing else
away from this seminar...
And you'd better take a lot more
away from this seminar...
I'll tell you that teaching
is not about what you know.
It's about how you lead.
And of course, you
are all leaders here.
Hit it! Hit it!
(tires squealing)
marching your
students along a path
to illumination and intellectual
independence, and that's a path
known only to yourselves.
Which means, you'd better
have a plan every single day.
♪ A cold charisma ♪
♪ Shotgun wedding... ♪
AMITA: There are
days when you're going
to feel intimidated,
especially at the beginning.
You know, you'll feel
like you're losing control.
(door bursts open)
FBI! Get down!
Go! Go!
On your knees!
Get down! Go! Go! You!
(shouting)
Let's go! Get down! Let's go!
You, on your knees!
On your knees!
And that's why we're here...
To be your support system,
to back you up.
Don't move! Don't
move! Get them up!
♪ And I'll sign something... ♪
DON: David, how
we doing back there?
DAVID: Clear in front, Don.
All right, let's lock this
place up, guys! Let's go!
Lock it up tight!
You know, in teaching,
as well as in science,
there is a place
for your instincts,
so learn to listen to them,
learn to understand what
they're telling you.
♪ Blood confetti... ♪
Are we missing anyone?
DAVID: Negative.
All 11 are under.
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Ah-yoohoo, Ah-yoohoo... ♪
LARRY: Frequently, intuition
is simply your rational mind
finding an ineloquent way
of talking to you.
Hey, Colby, that guy in the
red flannel shirt that SWAT
just turned around?
Yeah, Don, he was
parking when we pulled up.
Bravo team says he checks
out. DON: You know what?
Pull that guy back.
I want to talk to him.
All right, 10-4.
CHARLIE: Ultimately,
the hallmark of
any good teacher,
of any good leader,
is his belief in himself.
You know,
with that belief comes
the confidence of others.
Of course, it doesn't
hurt being right.
Hey, hold up
for a second.
Yeah, we got a runner
going east on Sixth!
So, uh, any questions?
(grunts)
(panting)
AMITA: Wow.
That was strange.
Yeah.
12 teaching assistants,
and not a single question.
The silence was... memorable.
Hmm. And this from someone
who lives in a monastery.
You know, I've done
countless T.A. orientations.
That was a first.
It's funny how the most routine
jobs can still surprise you.
(chuckles)
Now we know why he
ran... Guns, cuffs, duct tape.
What tipped you off?
DON: I don't know.
Something about
him. Okay, this guy...
He cruises a meth lab,
right? He's got a kidnapper's
shopping list in
the back of his van.
Yeah, so, whatever he was
up to, it's definitely not alone.
You get the feeling
we're looking at the tip
of a whole other iceberg?
COLBY: Duct tape,
plastic handcuffs.
Those are cable ties,
purchased legally
at a hardware store.
I have the receipt.
Soundproofing insulation?
Which is why I
bought the duct tape.
Three handguns?
Legitimately possessed,
in accordance
with all federal and
local requirements.
Cruising around a meth lab.
I didn't know anything
about a lab. I was lost.
I asked the cops for
directions to the freeway.
Then why'd you run?
Illinois v. Wardlow
allows the police to stop anyone
for the simple act of running.
It does not constitute
grounds for arrest.
Yeah, well, we're
not the police.
We're the Feds.
There's different rules,
and a whole different
set of problems for you.
You know, and
having a smart answer
to every question... it's not
going to change the facts.
You were cruising that meth lab.
Played it cool
when SWAT stopped you,
but when my partner here
took a second look, and you knew
we were going to
check inside your van...
I just think you
lost your spine.
Illinois v. Wardlow... I guess
you didn't want us to find
your legally-purchased duct tape
and your insulation
and your handcuffs
and your guns.
You can't prove anything.
DAVID: Oh, I think we will.
And while that's happening,
you're just going to sit here
and think about every
mistake you made,
and how easy it's going
to be for us to find them.
COLBY: Because when
we find those mistakes,
any chance you have
of coming clean and
making a deal goes away,
and so do you.
MEGAN: Isaac Meechum came
from Helena, Montana, five months ago,
or at least, that's when he
changed over his license.
No rap sheet? Not even
a speeding ticket, but if
you're going to send out a
guy to go buy ammunition,
guns and duct tape...
We found registered purchases
for 15 rifles and pistols.
That's including
the three we already recovered.
Which makes
sense. If you're going
to hit a meth lab,
you're going to need
some serious firepower
and some partners.
All right, so where
are the rest of them?
That's a good question.
LAPD tossed this guy's
apartment, but not only weren't
there any guns, super says
he hadn't seen the guy
in a couple of weeks.
So, what, we got, a stash house?
Well, Intelligence Unit
did have something.
They have a connection
to a Montana group called
The New America Front.
DAVID: Those guys are pro-gun,
anti-government, anti-tax, and
you can pretty much guess
why Meechum didn't make
eye contact with me once.
MEGAN: Their leaders were
arrested last year
for planning to bomb
an IRS collection center,
and the rest of
them scattered, so,
we might be looking
at, like, a splinter group,
trying to fund a new attack.
Well, good. Then we'll hold him
as a domestic terror suspect.
This is just a theory.
So what? We don't want
him getting to a phone
before we find out if
there's a stash house
or where the rest of
the people are, right?
That's arbitrary
suppression of due process.
If that's what it takes, fine.
You know, we also, uh, found
one of those portable GPS
navigation devices
in Meechum's van.
Which also makes
sense if you're new to L.A.
Did you check the
addresses on it?
It's mostly restaurants,
bars, some hardware stores,
but, look, I was thinking.
If his partners don't know
we nabbed this guy yet, right...
They're going to start
wondering where he is.
So, maybe we drop the van
at the last bar Meechum went to.
Maybe we get lucky.
MEGAN: They find the van.
We find the partners?
COLBY: It's a pretty
basic GPS with no data
on times or routes.
Just the ten most recent
destinations he typed in.
COLBY: Right, which
gives us 11 points,
including the meth lab.
So, I see a map with
a bunch of dots on it.
I figure you can
tell me something.
Maybe even find the stash house.
Oh, you know, there's
not enough data here
for any kind of inference.
Uh, maybe some
application of Floyd-Warshall?
Hmm. Wouldn't the process
of comparing all
potential routes
between each set
of points require
a lot of brute force?
COLBY: That's just not
an expression I would normally
associate with, uh...
Well, anyway.
Yeah. Understood.
Well,
we know the order
that the locations
were arrived at, so
what about doing a
time series analysis
of overlapping
Dirichlet tessellations?
Wow.
Mm-hmm. See, each location
is a place that Meechum
couldn't find without his GPS,
so we can assume
that he's unfamiliar
with the other streets
in the area, as well.
From there, we build out.
Like driving a stake
into a frozen river.
We can watch the cracks grow.
The more stakes we drive,
the more cracks we can analyze.
And the pattern
will present itself.
COLBY: Yeah, but
what kind of pattern?
That's the best part.
We won't know until we
do it. Heady stuff, Charles.
I smell a paper
here, at the very least.
Yeah. We'll need Amita,
and dry erase boards.
Lots of dry erase boards.
ALAN: Hey, Amita.
Hey, Alan.
Um, you know, I think
Charlie's still in his
classroom, but here.
Whoa.
What are we looking for?
Uh, nothing. We are tidying up,
because my parents are
finally coming on Tuesday
after canceling on me twice.
Oh, and what does that got
to do with Charlie's office?
Um... (spluttering)
Absolutely nothing.
Just lots of nervous energy.
Yeah, well, a little excitement
under the circumstances
is quite understandable.
Yeah, it's been a year
since they went back to India,
and, um,
every time they come to
town, we have this tradition.
We take a hike
through Elysian Park,
and then, we go to
Roscoe's for waffles.
Waffles? Yes.
Waffles.
You know, when I was little,
we each made a list of
our five favorite foods,
and waffles was the only thing
that made it on
each of our lists.
Oh.
And honestly, I think
my dad just put it on there
because he knew
how much I loved them.
(cell phone chiming)
Oh.
Sorry. That's my mom.
Probably texting
me the flight info.
(phone chimes)
What? Bad news?
Well,
they-they, um... they
have to postpone again.
Oh.
Uh, an emergency meeting
with the Ministry of Finance.
Yeah, well, I'm sure
they're just as
disappointed as you are.
Yeah, I'm sure they are.
Here, sorry. Let me take these.
Oh, thanks. I'm sorry.
Yeah...
Uh...
(distant siren wailing)
COLBY: Did I tell
you about the dog?
DAVID: That's the one
that followed you
home from jogging.
Then the owner saw
you, he called the cops,
and he accused
you of dognapping.
Yeah. About two hours ago.
Right. (sighing)
Hey, guess who called me, man,
after you said she
was never going to do it.
Yeah, you told me.
Well, I guess that's it.
We've, uh, officially run
out of stuff to talk about.
DAVID: Okay.
All right, 20 bucks says we
get a bite before midnight.
All right, how do
you define a bite?
Looking in the
window, trying the door?
Well, not a window,
definitely a door.
Door's a bite.
Double or nothing
on the Le Mans.
What do you mean
double or nothing, man?
I was just betting on the bite.
All right, they're going inside
to see if Meechum's
passed out on the bar.
Checking the bathroom.
Now he's wondering
what the hell happened.
Yeah, and ten more minutes,
I would have made 20 bucks.
(car door shuts)
(grunts, smashes window) Early.
Right in front of us?
They find the
hardware but no guns.
What are they thinking?
They're thinking
Meechum got halfway
through his
shopping list, fell into
the gin mill, got dragged
home by some girl.
I've been to plenty
of gin mills in my day, man.
Who are these women
that just drag you home?
Where do I find them?
You, my friend, are a
prisoner of high standards
and...
low social skills.
(engine revving)
DAVID: Looks like we found
the stash house.
And now we just
have to figure out
what the hell's going on inside.
Yeah.
Thank you, soft
real estate market.
We like?
We like.
MAN (over radio):
Regular cigarettes.
Hey, heads up.
MAN 2: Maybe I'm going
to stop smoking before, uh...
What is it you
said... Before I'm 39?
Maybe I'd be done before that.
Yeah. That the Beemer?
Is that who that is? Think so.
Looks good. (camera snapping)
Classy car. I'd take that.
I guess we should be
talking about some...
(conversation trails
off) (camera snapping)
(blipping) AMITA: Yeah,
I know that they're busy
and that their work is
very important, but...
Consulting on the
national finances
of the second-largest
population on the planet...
but if you're angry, so am I,
within whatever
acceptable boundaries
won't come back
to haunt me later.
It's not that I'm
mad, it's just...
I mean, do you
know what it feels like
to not see your family
for a really long time?
That hasn't been a problem
for me for quite a while.
(chuckles)
Well, I don't know,
I mean, lately my parents
just feel like a pair of voices,
and I feel disconnected,
like a piece of who I
am is starting to blur.
Well, you are connected, and...
they will come eventually.
(knocking at door)
ALAN: Uh...
Hey, guys, bad time?
ALAN: You kidding?
Last week I walked in
on them and they were...
Thanks, Dad. Uh, what
brings you here so late?
Well, I wasn't
gonna wake you up,
but I was actually driving by
and I saw the lights were on,
so... Maybe I should
make a cup of coffee
for somebody here?
Not for me; I need to grab
a few hours shut-eye.
Well, we already factored the
house into our computations.
It's really moving
the work along.
Moving it
to what, exactly?
Uncharted territory.
The Dirichlet tessellations
have something to tell us.
I know it every time
I look at this map,
even if I don't know what.
That's actually what I
wanted to talk to you about.
What if they're using
three different vehicles?
I mean, can we
factor in situations
where they would use
one but not the other two?
We've got Agent Granger
thinking like a mathematician.
He's definitely starting
to sound like one.
Facial recognition software
gives subject one a 95% match
and subject two a 93% match.
I have no doubt
it's the same guy.
Joshua Quigley has an arrest
for assault, possession
of unregistered weapons,
tax evasion.
Bernard Laiken... assault,
possession of
unregistered weapons.
Both in The New America Front.
You know, the subject house
was rented by Meechum.
Meechum's name
is on the registration
for all three vehicles. They
have to know the meth lab
is down, right, they
can't find Meechum,
so what are they going to do?
I did a little deeper background
on The New America Front.
They're a classic white
supremacist group. I think if
they were gonna
target drug dealers,
they would have gone after
a black or Hispanic gang.
I mean, he was
there for a reason.
CHARLIE: Well, maybe,
or maybe it's a black swan.
For a long time,
Europeans believed
that all swans were white.
And that notion
only held true as long
as their discovered world
contained only white swans,
but then Australia
was discovered
and the black swan
was discovered,
so their perceptions
of the world and what
swans were had to change.
Nassim Nicholas Taleb
recently wrote a book
in which he uses the
term "black swan" to define
any event that occurs outside
the realm of expectations.
Like a drug raid that leads to
a completely unrelated case?
Yeah,
I mean, we attempt to
find causality in all events
based on past experience,
right, but Taleb argues
that the biggest events
can't be predicted
because they just
never happened before.
9/11...
Case in point.
Well, we need to be
focusing on the terror angle.
Well, we just caught
a really lucky break
'cause the case just
started to fit those charges.
Start working on it.
(clears throat)
Oh, my, what was that about?
What? I had to push a
rule or two, and, you know,
I mean, she disagrees.
What else is new?
You had to?
Yeah.
Hard not to notice a...
change in your methods.
Look, I'm tired of
picking up the pieces.
Okay? It seems like all
we do is get there too late,
and I got a chance to stop
something before it starts.
You still seeing your therapist?
(chuckles)
Taleb also
says that we should rank
our beliefs not by plausibility
but by the harm they may cause.
Oh, hey.
I've come to recognize
that expression.
It generally precedes a
canceled breakfast date.
Another day,
another moral quandary.
If I may make an observation...
Always.
You are
a brilliant and
credentialed woman;
one for whom the world offers
a multitude of possibilities...
Are you saying I
should quit my job?
No.
I'm merely suggesting that,
if your reasons
for doing this work
have been challenged or,
uh, invalidated,
then yeah, you need to
find some new reasons...
or some new work.
CHARLIE: See anything?
AMITA: Graph entropies
and universality classes.
Nothing new there.
Maybe I'm wrong.
Do you think you're wrong?
No.
Neither do I.
Guess we'll just have to let
this program run its course.
Yeah.
In moments like this,
the processes of
criminal investigation
and science seem to work
at cross purposes, don't they?
We need to be patient...
But not. Right.
So after this is over,
and before the next thing,
I thought maybe you and
I could take a trip to Delhi.
That's very sweet.
I thought so.
But...
I don't have the
time or ability,
and neither do you.
I just don't like seeing
you unhappy like this.
So, I wanted to do something.
You just did.
QUIGLEY (over radio): What
do you think happened to him?
A girl?
No. Not in a whorehouse
with a fistful of 20s.
No, he got the jeebies...
Halfway to Billings by now.
QUIGLEY: Meechum
was a wannabe...
Told you he'd bolt from day one.
What if he said something
about the magic show?
LAIKEN: What if he
does? Won't stop anything.
“Magic show.”
Shotgun mikes aren't
picking up anything
on the inside... we do know
they don't suspect
we have Meechum.
Maybe time to hit the house;
we've got enough for a warrant.
We'll have a few gun
charges, if we're lucky.
I mean, we don't know who
else is involved or where.
DAVID: Or what the
hell they're planning.
How about trying to
get a wire in there?
No, these guys never
step more than three feet
outside the front
door for a smoke.
One of 'em will go pick
up groceries or something
but never both. I mean,
it'll take a ninja.
Or a black swan.
Oh! What the hell?
No, no,
no, no! Come on! Oh, my God.
This is why you're not
supposed to text and drive.
MAN: What are you
thinking, woman?
MEGAN: I wasn't
thinking anything...
This is totally my fault.
Yes, it is your fault.
I have insurance.
(muted argument continues)
MEGAN: I'm so sorry.
This is totally my fault.
Yeah.
Colby, go down
the elevator shaft.
Colby, jump in the bay.
Hey, Colby, climb
the Sixth Street Bridge.
I went out on the
bridge with you, okay?
My boyfriend's
totally going to kill me.
Look, forget about it.
Forget it, okay? Look.
It did more damage
to your car than mine.
MEGAN: Yeah, but
this is all my fault.
Let's just exchange...
Forget about it,
okay? No, no, no.
This is my fault,
and look, your car's
like a classic. No,
no, it's good. It's fine.
(door opens)
Psst, psst!
Any luck?
Facial recognition
software, my brain is not.
But I've been through
Intel's entire dossier
on The New America Front,
pretty sure he's not in there.
Meechum give us anything yet?
No, and we've been on him hard.
We've been on this
house for 38 hours now.
As far as we can tell,
he's never come out.
What the hell's
he doing in there?
There's just nothing
with the bug?
Nothing audible anyway, and
it doesn't look like they're using
the upstairs for anything
other than storage. In fact,
I think that Number Three
came from the garage.
I mean...
duct tape and insulation...
I mean, you know,
could be these guys are building
their own soundproof
prison cell in there.
Look, how long
can we stay with this
before we cut our
losses and drag them in?
Longer.
So, this is a... stakeout, hmm?
Yeah, sometimes they're boring.
What's that thing
going to do for you?
I don't know yet.
Um...
I just figured a
little fieldwork might
bring some welcome
madness to my method, I guess.
I don't even know
what I'm looking at here.
How he got to
that hardware store
or the gas station.
There's...
no underlying
meaning I can see yet.
Mm.
What are you, what
are you reading?
Article on Billy Preston's
work on Let it Be.
Mm, the Beatles.
Yeah. You're a fan?
Of course.
Yeah, the Beatles.
Who isn't a fan?
Yeah.
I mean I'm not an obsessed fan,
you know. Some
people read every article.
Yeah. You know,
your screen, it, um, reminds me
of this old video
game I used to play.
Missile Command, right?
Yeah, Missile Command. Right?
You're, you're a
fan of the classics?
Well, they had all the
old machines at, um,
at the Calsci Rathskellar.
They had Asteroids,
Space Invaders...
Same thing at Cornell.
Man, I lost my whole
sophomore year to Frogger.
I never had any quarters
for the laundry, but I could
do the first three levels
with my eyes closed,
man. Back and forth.
Well, that's it...
Frogger, is it?
You knew all those
first few levels by heart,
because you played them so much.
They had a higher
level of familiarity.
So maybe this map
isn't just telling us
about the streets and routes
that Meechum didn't know...
Maybe it's telling us
the streets and routes
that he knew well.
So, all I have to do...
is, um...
I got us lunch. Yeah, I'm sorry,
I have to get Amita
to rewrite this program.
And don't forget to
use the back, okay?
Right. Sure.
(knocking on door) Hi.
Is Charlie here yet? He said
he needed some assistance. No,
he's not here yet. Oh.
Searching for patterns
of your own, I see. Ahh...
Still trying to find a
connection between Meechum
and the meth lab.
You certain there
is one? Otherwise
it's just a really big
coincidence. Oh,
an easily explained one.
I mean, you're both
highly experienced,
gifted investigators, you
saw something amiss.
Now, the fact that
Meechum shows up
as you're in the process
of making an arrest,
well, that may be
no more significant
than if you bumped into
him at a grocery store.
What, like a black
swan, perhaps?
Uh... you know,
a black swan is not
really a coincidence.
I mean, it's more
properly an unexpected,
unpredictable event
with large consequences.
Hmm.
You ever stop to
consider the possibility
that Meechum's
arrest is not even
your black swan,
that maybe you are his?
Our raid is the
coincidence? Yeah, but
not really a coincidence.
So when they go out to smoke...
If Number Three is the alpha,
maybe he is asserting
his dominance...
He, he doesn't want them
stinking up the house.
Or...
he doesn't want
them blowing it up.
Methamphetamine labs are
filled with explosive chemicals.
Exactly. What if Meechum
wasn't there to rob them,
he was there to do
business, right? I mean, look.
We got acetone. We got
sulfur. We got peroxide.
A highly combustive trio.
Which is really
hard to buy in bulk
without drawing attention
to yourself. We have
Meechum in custody.
And since we've had him
in custody, we've watched
these guys make random trips
to the pharmacy, to
the grocery store...
DON: Duct tape,
insulation... The
New America Front...
They... they tried to
blow up an IRS building
in Montana; they're
building a bomb.
They're making
a really big bomb.
Or they're making
a lot of little ones.
Okay, get SWAT
and the bomb squad rolling,
and LAPD evacuating the area.
This is highly exhilarating.
QUIGLEY (over radio):
What do we need?
LAIKEN: Grab the
Mini-14 and the nines.
Leave the shotguns,
get them on the next trip.
QUIGLEY: What about the
cuffs? LAIKEN: Yeah, the cuffs.
Gotcha.
Don thinks they're cooking
a bomb in there; Tac's rolling.
They're not waiting.
Quigley and Laiken,
they're on the move.
FBI! You!
Hands up!
Put down the gun!
(rapid gunfire)
Stakeout Team Charlie,
we got shots fired,
and a fleeing vehicle.
It's a gray pickup truck,
California plates 5QNI223.
Gun!
What do you think?
Wait or go?
He could have
more bombs in there.
That's kind of why I asked.
Go?
Yeah, I knew you'd say "go."
Hey!
Come on out!
It's over, okay?
You've got nowhere to go!
(racks sliding)
Sir!
You're in a bomb lab!
You know better
than to... (yelling)
Apparently not.
So they found the truck. It was
ditched, like, three blocks away.
But they also found glass at
the scene, so they're thinking
that Quigley has
stolen another vehicle.
And Colby called.
They found cut lengths
of pipe in the basement.
All right, so then
pipe bombs, right?
Well, you think
this guy's running
or is he going to
finish what he started?
A fanatic who spent five months
preparing for a
spectacular event.
And the federal government,
who he already has
something against,
has, like, ruined his plan
and killed all his friends.
You gotta ask?
Got it.
I want to know everything.
I want to know it now!
I want a phone
call and a lawyer.
Laiken is dead.
They're taking your bomb maker
out in pieces as we speak.
Now it's over. If it were over
you wouldn't have dragged
me out of Guantanamo
over Figueroa, would
you? Do you even have
a clue of the world
of hurt you're in?
Conspiracy to commit an act
of domestic terrorism,
maybe, maybe
you see the light of day again.
That bomb goes off,
you're a show trial.
You're dead in 18 months.
I'm not afraid to be
remembered for the cause.
What cause? What? Tax evasion?
The Posse Comitatus Act
obligates us to mount
resistance against
an unlawful, immoral and
hypocritical government.
You take away my freedom,
deny me due process,
and now you try to deal?
Even if I would,
why would I trust you?
Okay, you're trying to
make a political statement.
My voice will be heard.
At my trial,
through my story, it'll get out.
Not while they're
counting bodies.
Anything you have to say
is going to get drowned
out by the voices
of dead, innocent people
and the families
they leave behind.
No, no, we had it worked
out... No innocents.
We go in at night,
secure the guards
and the cleaners.
Get them out before...
Well, before...?
That's not the plan
Quigley's following anymore.
That's blood on your hands.
Now how are we
doing with the cluster
radius changes? Almost entered.
You know, given
our time constraints,
we really should
disregard sub locations.
Hey, tell us you have more data.
Security guards and cleaners.
We're thinking it's
an office building.
We're already biasing that way.
DON: Okay, so something tall
where everyone can see it.
You know, I think
downtown, maybe.
Okay, that's a presumptive jump.
That's where we are,
right? The leaders went
to jail for planning to bomb
an IRS collections center.
DON: A federal building, huh?
You know what?
Try something, uh...
Like...
Like that. Okay.
Okay, this is a grid
of downtown streets
that Meechum knew
well enough not to use
his GPS, but not explaining
his other known trips. Of
course it could also mean
that he had no reason
to go to this area,
but if we have to play
the pure probabilities...
Know what, could you put up
a satellite overlay? Yeah.
Anything federal?
Uh, there's banks,
commercial buildings,
uh, hotels...
restaurants, uh...
You know what, this
plot was in retaliation for
an IRS investigation into an
SAR on three of their members.
LARRY: "SAR"?
Suspicious Activity Report.
Banks file them
with the Treasury
when they suspect money
laundering or terror financing.
This particular SAR was filed
by Farmers' American,
whose central bank is...
Right there, right? Yeah.
Yeah, let's go.
Green jacket, green
jacket, Move in. Move in!
Quigley, don't move!
Don't move!
Everybody out!
You shoot me, we're
a crater! All right.
All right, all right.
Just relax.
Don't tell me to relax. Okay.
(people screaming) Look.
MEGAN: All right,
let's just take a
minute. Let's just talk.
No talk! Everybody out!
DON: That's not going to happen.
That's just not going to happen.
I've got seven
pipe bombs in here.
My finger twitches,
there's enough shrapnel
to shred everyone.
Look, how about I'll
pull uniforms back?
Let's start with that.
All right, guys, get out.
Okay?
What are the rest
of you waiting for?
Huh? You got a death wish?
Not me. Do you?
No.
I just want to
help, man, that's it.
So what are we doing here?
Just go, okay?
I need to think.
I'll be straight with you.
We leave, there's a sniper
up there who's going
to blow your brains out.
I'm being totally
honest with you.
Us standing here, that's about
the only thing that's
keeping you alive.
Why the hell are
you saying this?
Because this is pointless.
Look, you blow yourself up,
they're going to scrape you
off the walls and gonna be
back in business in the morning.
I'm telling you, I see so
much waste in what I do, man,
I'm just trying to stop
you from doing something
that I know is not
going to mean anything.
Okay.
All right, let's
pull out. Let's go.
Wait!
Okay, just wait.
Good, get your
hands on your head.
Don't move.
That's a really interesting
negotiation technique.
Hey, any bomb you can
walk away from, right?
♪ I'll be home again before you
know it... ♪ (laughter, lively chatter)
DAVID: We were trying to back
out, right, you know what happened...
There are some acts of heroism
I would rather remain blissfully
unaware of.
My son playing
poker with a bomb,
now that's right up there.
Okay, enough, come
on. You know, I have
to second Alan's sentiment.
I'm far more comfortable
with your bravery
in the abstract. Duly noted.
COLBY: Really?
Because I figured that
was part of the whole, uh...
The whole what, Granger?
AMITA: Charlie, what are you
doing in there?
CHARLIE: Just a second.
Sounds serious. He's
not actually cooking, is he?
Yes, he is. Is that bad?
As long as I'm not
in there, for once.
What is for dinner? Charlie,
what are you making?
The invitation was
pretty non-specific, buddy.
What's going on?
(oohing and aahing)
(laughter)
It's an approximation at best,
but I, uh, analyzed
Roscoe's secret recipe.
Mmm... Mmm... I
think it's pretty good.
DON: Waffles for dinner?
Waffles.
CHARLIE: Yeah.
What's the deal with
the waffles, man?
I think it's Charlie's
way of saying that
your family is whoever
you want to eat waffles with.
LARRY: That's a
worthy sentiment.
And one that's even better with
syrup. DON: Gotta have some bacon,
though, you made some
bacon, right? Somebody tell me
something about chicken?
Where's the chicken?
ALAN: It's in the
waffles. (laughter)
(laughing uncontrollably)
♪ When we go back
in my home again ♪
♪ I know that we
will be unstoppable ♪
DON: That's the whole
meal? That's it, just waffles?
♪ You know that we
will be unstoppable. ♪
Ah-yoohoo, Ah-yoohoo ♪
(dog barking and growling)
♪ Ah-yoohoo, Ah-yoohoo ♪
(barking)
♪ Ah-yoohoo, Ah-yoohoo,
Ah-yoohoo, Ah-yoohoo ♪
♪ Ah-yoohoo, Ah-yoohoo,
Ah-yoohoo, Ah-yoohoo ♪
(dog growling)
♪ Ah-yoohoo, Ah-yoohoo,
Ah-yoohoo, Ah-yoohoo... ♪
Get the boys in.
Let's go, let's go. Hit it.
CHARLIE: The
first thing I tell you
is probably the most
important thing you'll hear today.
If you take nothing else
away from this seminar...
And you'd better take a lot more
away from this seminar...
I'll tell you that teaching
is not about what you know.
It's about how you lead.
And of course, you
are all leaders here.
Hit it! Hit it!
(tires squealing)
marching your
students along a path
to illumination and intellectual
independence, and that's a path
known only to yourselves.
Which means, you'd better
have a plan every single day.
♪ A cold charisma ♪
♪ Shotgun wedding... ♪
AMITA: There are
days when you're going
to feel intimidated,
especially at the beginning.
You know, you'll feel
like you're losing control.
(door bursts open)
FBI! Get down!
Go! Go!
On your knees!
Get down! Go! Go! You!
(shouting)
Let's go! Get down! Let's go!
You, on your knees!
On your knees!
And that's why we're here...
To be your support system,
to back you up.
Don't move! Don't
move! Get them up!
♪ And I'll sign something... ♪
DON: David, how
we doing back there?
DAVID: Clear in front, Don.
All right, let's lock this
place up, guys! Let's go!
Lock it up tight!
You know, in teaching,
as well as in science,
there is a place
for your instincts,
so learn to listen to them,
learn to understand what
they're telling you.
♪ Blood confetti... ♪
Are we missing anyone?
DAVID: Negative.
All 11 are under.
♪ Ah-yoohoo,
Ah-yoohoo, Ah-yoohoo... ♪
LARRY: Frequently, intuition
is simply your rational mind
finding an ineloquent way
of talking to you.
Hey, Colby, that guy in the
red flannel shirt that SWAT
just turned around?
Yeah, Don, he was
parking when we pulled up.
Bravo team says he checks
out. DON: You know what?
Pull that guy back.
I want to talk to him.
All right, 10-4.
CHARLIE: Ultimately,
the hallmark of
any good teacher,
of any good leader,
is his belief in himself.
You know,
with that belief comes
the confidence of others.
Of course, it doesn't
hurt being right.
Hey, hold up
for a second.
Yeah, we got a runner
going east on Sixth!
So, uh, any questions?
(grunts)
(panting)
AMITA: Wow.
That was strange.
Yeah.
12 teaching assistants,
and not a single question.
The silence was... memorable.
Hmm. And this from someone
who lives in a monastery.
You know, I've done
countless T.A. orientations.
That was a first.
It's funny how the most routine
jobs can still surprise you.
(chuckles)
Now we know why he
ran... Guns, cuffs, duct tape.
What tipped you off?
DON: I don't know.
Something about
him. Okay, this guy...
He cruises a meth lab,
right? He's got a kidnapper's
shopping list in
the back of his van.
Yeah, so, whatever he was
up to, it's definitely not alone.
You get the feeling
we're looking at the tip
of a whole other iceberg?
COLBY: Duct tape,
plastic handcuffs.
Those are cable ties,
purchased legally
at a hardware store.
I have the receipt.
Soundproofing insulation?
Which is why I
bought the duct tape.
Three handguns?
Legitimately possessed,
in accordance
with all federal and
local requirements.
Cruising around a meth lab.
I didn't know anything
about a lab. I was lost.
I asked the cops for
directions to the freeway.
Then why'd you run?
Illinois v. Wardlow
allows the police to stop anyone
for the simple act of running.
It does not constitute
grounds for arrest.
Yeah, well, we're
not the police.
We're the Feds.
There's different rules,
and a whole different
set of problems for you.
You know, and
having a smart answer
to every question... it's not
going to change the facts.
You were cruising that meth lab.
Played it cool
when SWAT stopped you,
but when my partner here
took a second look, and you knew
we were going to
check inside your van...
I just think you
lost your spine.
Illinois v. Wardlow... I guess
you didn't want us to find
your legally-purchased duct tape
and your insulation
and your handcuffs
and your guns.
You can't prove anything.
DAVID: Oh, I think we will.
And while that's happening,
you're just going to sit here
and think about every
mistake you made,
and how easy it's going
to be for us to find them.
COLBY: Because when
we find those mistakes,
any chance you have
of coming clean and
making a deal goes away,
and so do you.
MEGAN: Isaac Meechum came
from Helena, Montana, five months ago,
or at least, that's when he
changed over his license.
No rap sheet? Not even
a speeding ticket, but if
you're going to send out a
guy to go buy ammunition,
guns and duct tape...
We found registered purchases
for 15 rifles and pistols.
That's including
the three we already recovered.
Which makes
sense. If you're going
to hit a meth lab,
you're going to need
some serious firepower
and some partners.
All right, so where
are the rest of them?
That's a good question.
LAPD tossed this guy's
apartment, but not only weren't
there any guns, super says
he hadn't seen the guy
in a couple of weeks.
So, what, we got, a stash house?
Well, Intelligence Unit
did have something.
They have a connection
to a Montana group called
The New America Front.
DAVID: Those guys are pro-gun,
anti-government, anti-tax, and
you can pretty much guess
why Meechum didn't make
eye contact with me once.
MEGAN: Their leaders were
arrested last year
for planning to bomb
an IRS collection center,
and the rest of
them scattered, so,
we might be looking
at, like, a splinter group,
trying to fund a new attack.
Well, good. Then we'll hold him
as a domestic terror suspect.
This is just a theory.
So what? We don't want
him getting to a phone
before we find out if
there's a stash house
or where the rest of
the people are, right?
That's arbitrary
suppression of due process.
If that's what it takes, fine.
You know, we also, uh, found
one of those portable GPS
navigation devices
in Meechum's van.
Which also makes
sense if you're new to L.A.
Did you check the
addresses on it?
It's mostly restaurants,
bars, some hardware stores,
but, look, I was thinking.
If his partners don't know
we nabbed this guy yet, right...
They're going to start
wondering where he is.
So, maybe we drop the van
at the last bar Meechum went to.
Maybe we get lucky.
MEGAN: They find the van.
We find the partners?
COLBY: It's a pretty
basic GPS with no data
on times or routes.
Just the ten most recent
destinations he typed in.
COLBY: Right, which
gives us 11 points,
including the meth lab.
So, I see a map with
a bunch of dots on it.
I figure you can
tell me something.
Maybe even find the stash house.
Oh, you know, there's
not enough data here
for any kind of inference.
Uh, maybe some
application of Floyd-Warshall?
Hmm. Wouldn't the process
of comparing all
potential routes
between each set
of points require
a lot of brute force?
COLBY: That's just not
an expression I would normally
associate with, uh...
Well, anyway.
Yeah. Understood.
Well,
we know the order
that the locations
were arrived at, so
what about doing a
time series analysis
of overlapping
Dirichlet tessellations?
Wow.
Mm-hmm. See, each location
is a place that Meechum
couldn't find without his GPS,
so we can assume
that he's unfamiliar
with the other streets
in the area, as well.
From there, we build out.
Like driving a stake
into a frozen river.
We can watch the cracks grow.
The more stakes we drive,
the more cracks we can analyze.
And the pattern
will present itself.
COLBY: Yeah, but
what kind of pattern?
That's the best part.
We won't know until we
do it. Heady stuff, Charles.
I smell a paper
here, at the very least.
Yeah. We'll need Amita,
and dry erase boards.
Lots of dry erase boards.
ALAN: Hey, Amita.
Hey, Alan.
Um, you know, I think
Charlie's still in his
classroom, but here.
Whoa.
What are we looking for?
Uh, nothing. We are tidying up,
because my parents are
finally coming on Tuesday
after canceling on me twice.
Oh, and what does that got
to do with Charlie's office?
Um... (spluttering)
Absolutely nothing.
Just lots of nervous energy.
Yeah, well, a little excitement
under the circumstances
is quite understandable.
Yeah, it's been a year
since they went back to India,
and, um,
every time they come to
town, we have this tradition.
We take a hike
through Elysian Park,
and then, we go to
Roscoe's for waffles.
Waffles? Yes.
Waffles.
You know, when I was little,
we each made a list of
our five favorite foods,
and waffles was the only thing
that made it on
each of our lists.
Oh.
And honestly, I think
my dad just put it on there
because he knew
how much I loved them.
(cell phone chiming)
Oh.
Sorry. That's my mom.
Probably texting
me the flight info.
(phone chimes)
What? Bad news?
Well,
they-they, um... they
have to postpone again.
Oh.
Uh, an emergency meeting
with the Ministry of Finance.
Yeah, well, I'm sure
they're just as
disappointed as you are.
Yeah, I'm sure they are.
Here, sorry. Let me take these.
Oh, thanks. I'm sorry.
Yeah...
Uh...
(distant siren wailing)
COLBY: Did I tell
you about the dog?
DAVID: That's the one
that followed you
home from jogging.
Then the owner saw
you, he called the cops,
and he accused
you of dognapping.
Yeah. About two hours ago.
Right. (sighing)
Hey, guess who called me, man,
after you said she
was never going to do it.
Yeah, you told me.
Well, I guess that's it.
We've, uh, officially run
out of stuff to talk about.
DAVID: Okay.
All right, 20 bucks says we
get a bite before midnight.
All right, how do
you define a bite?
Looking in the
window, trying the door?
Well, not a window,
definitely a door.
Door's a bite.
Double or nothing
on the Le Mans.
What do you mean
double or nothing, man?
I was just betting on the bite.
All right, they're going inside
to see if Meechum's
passed out on the bar.
Checking the bathroom.
Now he's wondering
what the hell happened.
Yeah, and ten more minutes,
I would have made 20 bucks.
(car door shuts)
(grunts, smashes window) Early.
Right in front of us?
They find the
hardware but no guns.
What are they thinking?
They're thinking
Meechum got halfway
through his
shopping list, fell into
the gin mill, got dragged
home by some girl.
I've been to plenty
of gin mills in my day, man.
Who are these women
that just drag you home?
Where do I find them?
You, my friend, are a
prisoner of high standards
and...
low social skills.
(engine revving)
DAVID: Looks like we found
the stash house.
And now we just
have to figure out
what the hell's going on inside.
Yeah.
Thank you, soft
real estate market.
We like?
We like.
MAN (over radio):
Regular cigarettes.
Hey, heads up.
MAN 2: Maybe I'm going
to stop smoking before, uh...
What is it you
said... Before I'm 39?
Maybe I'd be done before that.
Yeah. That the Beemer?
Is that who that is? Think so.
Looks good. (camera snapping)
Classy car. I'd take that.
I guess we should be
talking about some...
(conversation trails
off) (camera snapping)
(blipping) AMITA: Yeah,
I know that they're busy
and that their work is
very important, but...
Consulting on the
national finances
of the second-largest
population on the planet...
but if you're angry, so am I,
within whatever
acceptable boundaries
won't come back
to haunt me later.
It's not that I'm
mad, it's just...
I mean, do you
know what it feels like
to not see your family
for a really long time?
That hasn't been a problem
for me for quite a while.
(chuckles)
Well, I don't know,
I mean, lately my parents
just feel like a pair of voices,
and I feel disconnected,
like a piece of who I
am is starting to blur.
Well, you are connected, and...
they will come eventually.
(knocking at door)
ALAN: Uh...
Hey, guys, bad time?
ALAN: You kidding?
Last week I walked in
on them and they were...
Thanks, Dad. Uh, what
brings you here so late?
Well, I wasn't
gonna wake you up,
but I was actually driving by
and I saw the lights were on,
so... Maybe I should
make a cup of coffee
for somebody here?
Not for me; I need to grab
a few hours shut-eye.
Well, we already factored the
house into our computations.
It's really moving
the work along.
Moving it
to what, exactly?
Uncharted territory.
The Dirichlet tessellations
have something to tell us.
I know it every time
I look at this map,
even if I don't know what.
That's actually what I
wanted to talk to you about.
What if they're using
three different vehicles?
I mean, can we
factor in situations
where they would use
one but not the other two?
We've got Agent Granger
thinking like a mathematician.
He's definitely starting
to sound like one.
Facial recognition software
gives subject one a 95% match
and subject two a 93% match.
I have no doubt
it's the same guy.
Joshua Quigley has an arrest
for assault, possession
of unregistered weapons,
tax evasion.
Bernard Laiken... assault,
possession of
unregistered weapons.
Both in The New America Front.
You know, the subject house
was rented by Meechum.
Meechum's name
is on the registration
for all three vehicles. They
have to know the meth lab
is down, right, they
can't find Meechum,
so what are they going to do?
I did a little deeper background
on The New America Front.
They're a classic white
supremacist group. I think if
they were gonna
target drug dealers,
they would have gone after
a black or Hispanic gang.
I mean, he was
there for a reason.
CHARLIE: Well, maybe,
or maybe it's a black swan.
For a long time,
Europeans believed
that all swans were white.
And that notion
only held true as long
as their discovered world
contained only white swans,
but then Australia
was discovered
and the black swan
was discovered,
so their perceptions
of the world and what
swans were had to change.
Nassim Nicholas Taleb
recently wrote a book
in which he uses the
term "black swan" to define
any event that occurs outside
the realm of expectations.
Like a drug raid that leads to
a completely unrelated case?
Yeah,
I mean, we attempt to
find causality in all events
based on past experience,
right, but Taleb argues
that the biggest events
can't be predicted
because they just
never happened before.
9/11...
Case in point.
Well, we need to be
focusing on the terror angle.
Well, we just caught
a really lucky break
'cause the case just
started to fit those charges.
Start working on it.
(clears throat)
Oh, my, what was that about?
What? I had to push a
rule or two, and, you know,
I mean, she disagrees.
What else is new?
You had to?
Yeah.
Hard not to notice a...
change in your methods.
Look, I'm tired of
picking up the pieces.
Okay? It seems like all
we do is get there too late,
and I got a chance to stop
something before it starts.
You still seeing your therapist?
(chuckles)
Taleb also
says that we should rank
our beliefs not by plausibility
but by the harm they may cause.
Oh, hey.
I've come to recognize
that expression.
It generally precedes a
canceled breakfast date.
Another day,
another moral quandary.
If I may make an observation...
Always.
You are
a brilliant and
credentialed woman;
one for whom the world offers
a multitude of possibilities...
Are you saying I
should quit my job?
No.
I'm merely suggesting that,
if your reasons
for doing this work
have been challenged or,
uh, invalidated,
then yeah, you need to
find some new reasons...
or some new work.
CHARLIE: See anything?
AMITA: Graph entropies
and universality classes.
Nothing new there.
Maybe I'm wrong.
Do you think you're wrong?
No.
Neither do I.
Guess we'll just have to let
this program run its course.
Yeah.
In moments like this,
the processes of
criminal investigation
and science seem to work
at cross purposes, don't they?
We need to be patient...
But not. Right.
So after this is over,
and before the next thing,
I thought maybe you and
I could take a trip to Delhi.
That's very sweet.
I thought so.
But...
I don't have the
time or ability,
and neither do you.
I just don't like seeing
you unhappy like this.
So, I wanted to do something.
You just did.
QUIGLEY (over radio): What
do you think happened to him?
A girl?
No. Not in a whorehouse
with a fistful of 20s.
No, he got the jeebies...
Halfway to Billings by now.
QUIGLEY: Meechum
was a wannabe...
Told you he'd bolt from day one.
What if he said something
about the magic show?
LAIKEN: What if he
does? Won't stop anything.
“Magic show.”
Shotgun mikes aren't
picking up anything
on the inside... we do know
they don't suspect
we have Meechum.
Maybe time to hit the house;
we've got enough for a warrant.
We'll have a few gun
charges, if we're lucky.
I mean, we don't know who
else is involved or where.
DAVID: Or what the
hell they're planning.
How about trying to
get a wire in there?
No, these guys never
step more than three feet
outside the front
door for a smoke.
One of 'em will go pick
up groceries or something
but never both. I mean,
it'll take a ninja.
Or a black swan.
Oh! What the hell?
No, no,
no, no! Come on! Oh, my God.
This is why you're not
supposed to text and drive.
MAN: What are you
thinking, woman?
MEGAN: I wasn't
thinking anything...
This is totally my fault.
Yes, it is your fault.
I have insurance.
(muted argument continues)
MEGAN: I'm so sorry.
This is totally my fault.
Yeah.
Colby, go down
the elevator shaft.
Colby, jump in the bay.
Hey, Colby, climb
the Sixth Street Bridge.
I went out on the
bridge with you, okay?
My boyfriend's
totally going to kill me.
Look, forget about it.
Forget it, okay? Look.
It did more damage
to your car than mine.
MEGAN: Yeah, but
this is all my fault.
Let's just exchange...
Forget about it,
okay? No, no, no.
This is my fault,
and look, your car's
like a classic. No,
no, it's good. It's fine.
(door opens)
Psst, psst!
Any luck?
Facial recognition
software, my brain is not.
But I've been through
Intel's entire dossier
on The New America Front,
pretty sure he's not in there.
Meechum give us anything yet?
No, and we've been on him hard.
We've been on this
house for 38 hours now.
As far as we can tell,
he's never come out.
What the hell's
he doing in there?
There's just nothing
with the bug?
Nothing audible anyway, and
it doesn't look like they're using
the upstairs for anything
other than storage. In fact,
I think that Number Three
came from the garage.
I mean...
duct tape and insulation...
I mean, you know,
could be these guys are building
their own soundproof
prison cell in there.
Look, how long
can we stay with this
before we cut our
losses and drag them in?
Longer.
So, this is a... stakeout, hmm?
Yeah, sometimes they're boring.
What's that thing
going to do for you?
I don't know yet.
Um...
I just figured a
little fieldwork might
bring some welcome
madness to my method, I guess.
I don't even know
what I'm looking at here.
How he got to
that hardware store
or the gas station.
There's...
no underlying
meaning I can see yet.
Mm.
What are you, what
are you reading?
Article on Billy Preston's
work on Let it Be.
Mm, the Beatles.
Yeah. You're a fan?
Of course.
Yeah, the Beatles.
Who isn't a fan?
Yeah.
I mean I'm not an obsessed fan,
you know. Some
people read every article.
Yeah. You know,
your screen, it, um, reminds me
of this old video
game I used to play.
Missile Command, right?
Yeah, Missile Command. Right?
You're, you're a
fan of the classics?
Well, they had all the
old machines at, um,
at the Calsci Rathskellar.
They had Asteroids,
Space Invaders...
Same thing at Cornell.
Man, I lost my whole
sophomore year to Frogger.
I never had any quarters
for the laundry, but I could
do the first three levels
with my eyes closed,
man. Back and forth.
Well, that's it...
Frogger, is it?
You knew all those
first few levels by heart,
because you played them so much.
They had a higher
level of familiarity.
So maybe this map
isn't just telling us
about the streets and routes
that Meechum didn't know...
Maybe it's telling us
the streets and routes
that he knew well.
So, all I have to do...
is, um...
I got us lunch. Yeah, I'm sorry,
I have to get Amita
to rewrite this program.
And don't forget to
use the back, okay?
Right. Sure.
(knocking on door) Hi.
Is Charlie here yet? He said
he needed some assistance. No,
he's not here yet. Oh.
Searching for patterns
of your own, I see. Ahh...
Still trying to find a
connection between Meechum
and the meth lab.
You certain there
is one? Otherwise
it's just a really big
coincidence. Oh,
an easily explained one.
I mean, you're both
highly experienced,
gifted investigators, you
saw something amiss.
Now, the fact that
Meechum shows up
as you're in the process
of making an arrest,
well, that may be
no more significant
than if you bumped into
him at a grocery store.
What, like a black
swan, perhaps?
Uh... you know,
a black swan is not
really a coincidence.
I mean, it's more
properly an unexpected,
unpredictable event
with large consequences.
Hmm.
You ever stop to
consider the possibility
that Meechum's
arrest is not even
your black swan,
that maybe you are his?
Our raid is the
coincidence? Yeah, but
not really a coincidence.
So when they go out to smoke...
If Number Three is the alpha,
maybe he is asserting
his dominance...
He, he doesn't want them
stinking up the house.
Or...
he doesn't want
them blowing it up.
Methamphetamine labs are
filled with explosive chemicals.
Exactly. What if Meechum
wasn't there to rob them,
he was there to do
business, right? I mean, look.
We got acetone. We got
sulfur. We got peroxide.
A highly combustive trio.
Which is really
hard to buy in bulk
without drawing attention
to yourself. We have
Meechum in custody.
And since we've had him
in custody, we've watched
these guys make random trips
to the pharmacy, to
the grocery store...
DON: Duct tape,
insulation... The
New America Front...
They... they tried to
blow up an IRS building
in Montana; they're
building a bomb.
They're making
a really big bomb.
Or they're making
a lot of little ones.
Okay, get SWAT
and the bomb squad rolling,
and LAPD evacuating the area.
This is highly exhilarating.
QUIGLEY (over radio):
What do we need?
LAIKEN: Grab the
Mini-14 and the nines.
Leave the shotguns,
get them on the next trip.
QUIGLEY: What about the
cuffs? LAIKEN: Yeah, the cuffs.
Gotcha.
Don thinks they're cooking
a bomb in there; Tac's rolling.
They're not waiting.
Quigley and Laiken,
they're on the move.
FBI! You!
Hands up!
Put down the gun!
(rapid gunfire)
Stakeout Team Charlie,
we got shots fired,
and a fleeing vehicle.
It's a gray pickup truck,
California plates 5QNI223.
Gun!
What do you think?
Wait or go?
He could have
more bombs in there.
That's kind of why I asked.
Go?
Yeah, I knew you'd say "go."
Hey!
Come on out!
It's over, okay?
You've got nowhere to go!
(racks sliding)
Sir!
You're in a bomb lab!
You know better
than to... (yelling)
Apparently not.
So they found the truck. It was
ditched, like, three blocks away.
But they also found glass at
the scene, so they're thinking
that Quigley has
stolen another vehicle.
And Colby called.
They found cut lengths
of pipe in the basement.
All right, so then
pipe bombs, right?
Well, you think
this guy's running
or is he going to
finish what he started?
A fanatic who spent five months
preparing for a
spectacular event.
And the federal government,
who he already has
something against,
has, like, ruined his plan
and killed all his friends.
You gotta ask?
Got it.
I want to know everything.
I want to know it now!
I want a phone
call and a lawyer.
Laiken is dead.
They're taking your bomb maker
out in pieces as we speak.
Now it's over. If it were over
you wouldn't have dragged
me out of Guantanamo
over Figueroa, would
you? Do you even have
a clue of the world
of hurt you're in?
Conspiracy to commit an act
of domestic terrorism,
maybe, maybe
you see the light of day again.
That bomb goes off,
you're a show trial.
You're dead in 18 months.
I'm not afraid to be
remembered for the cause.
What cause? What? Tax evasion?
The Posse Comitatus Act
obligates us to mount
resistance against
an unlawful, immoral and
hypocritical government.
You take away my freedom,
deny me due process,
and now you try to deal?
Even if I would,
why would I trust you?
Okay, you're trying to
make a political statement.
My voice will be heard.
At my trial,
through my story, it'll get out.
Not while they're
counting bodies.
Anything you have to say
is going to get drowned
out by the voices
of dead, innocent people
and the families
they leave behind.
No, no, we had it worked
out... No innocents.
We go in at night,
secure the guards
and the cleaners.
Get them out before...
Well, before...?
That's not the plan
Quigley's following anymore.
That's blood on your hands.
Now how are we
doing with the cluster
radius changes? Almost entered.
You know, given
our time constraints,
we really should
disregard sub locations.
Hey, tell us you have more data.
Security guards and cleaners.
We're thinking it's
an office building.
We're already biasing that way.
DON: Okay, so something tall
where everyone can see it.
You know, I think
downtown, maybe.
Okay, that's a presumptive jump.
That's where we are,
right? The leaders went
to jail for planning to bomb
an IRS collections center.
DON: A federal building, huh?
You know what?
Try something, uh...
Like...
Like that. Okay.
Okay, this is a grid
of downtown streets
that Meechum knew
well enough not to use
his GPS, but not explaining
his other known trips. Of
course it could also mean
that he had no reason
to go to this area,
but if we have to play
the pure probabilities...
Know what, could you put up
a satellite overlay? Yeah.
Anything federal?
Uh, there's banks,
commercial buildings,
uh, hotels...
restaurants, uh...
You know what, this
plot was in retaliation for
an IRS investigation into an
SAR on three of their members.
LARRY: "SAR"?
Suspicious Activity Report.
Banks file them
with the Treasury
when they suspect money
laundering or terror financing.
This particular SAR was filed
by Farmers' American,
whose central bank is...
Right there, right? Yeah.
Yeah, let's go.
Green jacket, green
jacket, Move in. Move in!
Quigley, don't move!
Don't move!
Everybody out!
You shoot me, we're
a crater! All right.
All right, all right.
Just relax.
Don't tell me to relax. Okay.
(people screaming) Look.
MEGAN: All right,
let's just take a
minute. Let's just talk.
No talk! Everybody out!
DON: That's not going to happen.
That's just not going to happen.
I've got seven
pipe bombs in here.
My finger twitches,
there's enough shrapnel
to shred everyone.
Look, how about I'll
pull uniforms back?
Let's start with that.
All right, guys, get out.
Okay?
What are the rest
of you waiting for?
Huh? You got a death wish?
Not me. Do you?
No.
I just want to
help, man, that's it.
So what are we doing here?
Just go, okay?
I need to think.
I'll be straight with you.
We leave, there's a sniper
up there who's going
to blow your brains out.
I'm being totally
honest with you.
Us standing here, that's about
the only thing that's
keeping you alive.
Why the hell are
you saying this?
Because this is pointless.
Look, you blow yourself up,
they're going to scrape you
off the walls and gonna be
back in business in the morning.
I'm telling you, I see so
much waste in what I do, man,
I'm just trying to stop
you from doing something
that I know is not
going to mean anything.
Okay.
All right, let's
pull out. Let's go.
Wait!
Okay, just wait.
Good, get your
hands on your head.
Don't move.
That's a really interesting
negotiation technique.
Hey, any bomb you can
walk away from, right?
♪ I'll be home again before you
know it... ♪ (laughter, lively chatter)
DAVID: We were trying to back
out, right, you know what happened...
There are some acts of heroism
I would rather remain blissfully
unaware of.
My son playing
poker with a bomb,
now that's right up there.
Okay, enough, come
on. You know, I have
to second Alan's sentiment.
I'm far more comfortable
with your bravery
in the abstract. Duly noted.
COLBY: Really?
Because I figured that
was part of the whole, uh...
The whole what, Granger?
AMITA: Charlie, what are you
doing in there?
CHARLIE: Just a second.
Sounds serious. He's
not actually cooking, is he?
Yes, he is. Is that bad?
As long as I'm not
in there, for once.
What is for dinner? Charlie,
what are you making?
The invitation was
pretty non-specific, buddy.
What's going on?
(oohing and aahing)
(laughter)
It's an approximation at best,
but I, uh, analyzed
Roscoe's secret recipe.
Mmm... Mmm... I
think it's pretty good.
DON: Waffles for dinner?
Waffles.
CHARLIE: Yeah.
What's the deal with
the waffles, man?
I think it's Charlie's
way of saying that
your family is whoever
you want to eat waffles with.
LARRY: That's a
worthy sentiment.
And one that's even better with
syrup. DON: Gotta have some bacon,
though, you made some
bacon, right? Somebody tell me
something about chicken?
Where's the chicken?
ALAN: It's in the
waffles. (laughter)
(laughing uncontrollably)
♪ When we go back
in my home again ♪
♪ I know that we
will be unstoppable ♪
DON: That's the whole
meal? That's it, just waffles?
♪ You know that we
will be unstoppable. ♪