Numb3rs (2005–2010): Season 4, Episode 16 - Atomic No. 33 - full transcript

Larry finds himself fighting his own bigotry when he assists Don and Charlie's investigation into the poisoning of cult members.

♪ Step down from
your spaceship, honey ♪

♪ And put your
feet on the ground. ♪

ALAN: Non-Newtonian
fluids, right?

CHARLIE: Right,
non-Newtonian fluids.

A fluid whose viscosity

is variable based
upon applied stress.

Yeah, see, Dad,
if you slap it...

it acts like a solid,
but if you poke it...

it's a liquid.

This is, uh, in your
lesson plan, why?

It's an interesting



study in transitional
system analysis.

Yeah, but I thought you
teach advanced number theory.

Well, the Riemann
zeta function, um...

What?

Students will get
a kick out of it.

And by the students,
you mean the teachers.

All right, you know what?
I think we're good, huh?

Hey,

looking good,
Professor Fleinhardt.

And I'm feeling good,
Professor Eppes.

Oh. Oh!

Uh, coffee, Alan?

Absolutely.

Oh, my.



More starch.

(indistinct conversation)

Thank you so much for coming.

All seven seals

of the Apocalypse were shattered

when Germany
invaded Poland in 1939.

Hitler delivered
Lucifer into the world.

It's documented.

I'm looking for my mother.

"They were given authority

over a quarter of the Earth."

World War II Europe...
That's a quarter of the Earth.

Did you want some coffee?

I'd love some. Okay.

"To kill with sword,
famine, plague,

and by means of
beasts of the Earth."

What beast of the Earth
kills more than man himself?

CRAIG: Thank you, Audrey.

Thank you. You're welcome.

Here it comes.

Excuse me for a minute.

Reverend...

Walter...

Walter?!

Grandpa, are you okay?

(screaming with pain)

Oh, my God, no!
Somebody help me!

(groaning) Oh, no!

Craig?

(groaning) Craig, what's wrong?

Craig...?

Craig?

Can somebody help us?

Craig... (groaning)

Craig?

(panicked murmuring)

(parishioners clamoring)

What's wrong?

Oh, Lord, please don't...

Play it in back
your stance, right?

Choke up and just
punch it, all right?

It's not a big follow
through. Just punch it.

Punch it.

Okay.

Choke and punch.

(chuckling): Choke and punch it.

Are you enjoying this at all?

Somewhat, I hope. Yeah.

Beautiful weather,
sexy instructor...

What's not to like?

"Got a tight spot here.

Tight spot." I'll say.

(laughing)

It's from O Brother,
Where Art Thou?

Uh, actually, it's from
Sullivan's Travels, originally.

Maybe the best movie ever made.

Huh.

I would've thought you
would've been into Heat,

or something like
that. "What are you

giving me the high hat, girlie?"

(phone ringing)

United States Attorney's Office
doesn't take the weekend off.

Brooks.

(phone ringing)

(parishioners clamoring)

DON: What is this?

ROBIN: Patmos Church...

Government classifies
them as a dangerous cult.

They're not allowed to
receive medical attention,

or see a doctor...
Only God can heal.

Paramedics got a 911 call

from inside, looks like
some kind of mass poisoning.

So what are you doing out here?

You will not violate
our religious freedom!

The First Amendment
forbids your trespass.

SUSAN DORAN: Faith
will heal the righteous!

Normally we'd break the gate,

but LAPD's already got three
lawsuits pending from these wackos,

and we're under
a consent decree.

ROBIN: Okay, well,
this is some very gray

First Amendment
real estate. We believe

in the power of the Lord,
not your wicked elixirs.

ROBIN: Who called it in?

OFFICER: Anonymous.

But we're sure it came
from an inside line.

Okay, well, if someone
in there wants help,

we might have grounds.

No.

Stop! Stop!

You can't do this!

The First Amendment forbids it.

You can't do it!

Read the First Amendment.

We have rights!
Come on, come on.

Let's go. All right, back up.

It's okay, let them through.

REVEREND EZRA: God loves
us; this is just a message from him.

We're here to help you.
Let's go. Move back.

Let's go! Move back!

Back up, everybody.
Give us some room here.

"Nor did they repent

their murders and
their magic potions."

Lady...

You don't even know who you are.

You need to leave.

(panicked shouting)

I just want to help you.

(clamoring)

Over here, please!

OFFICER: Calm down!

No! We're here...

WOMAN: We don't want your help.

Thank you.

Sure. Please stay back.

The paramedics are here. I know.

Stop right now!

Is he going to be okay?

MEGAN: Patmos Church
was founded in 1978,

hit the NRM list in '93.

NRM?

"New Religious Movement."

They believe the Apocalypse

has been going
on for 70 years...

Started with World War II...

And that the Book
of Revelation proves

that Hitler

released Lucifer,

and he is here on Earth

specifically targeting them.

I thought cults believe

they were the first
to get into Heaven.

Why are they still here?

We could call it a
literal take on the Bible...

That only the Chosen People,

144,000 Jews, were
raptured out in 1939.

Patmos believes they're going

to have to stay here on Earth

and fight with Lucifer
for their place in Heaven.

All right, so how
does this all relate

to refusing medical help?

I'm not really
sure that it does.

I mean, they've
created their own

little strange
patchwork quilt of ideas.

Techs confirmed the
poison was arsenic...

Delivered through the coffee.

You have two dead,

three in a coma, and
another 16 victims.

The ground water tested

normal, and there's no residual
poison in the construction.

COLBY: Jim Jones.

Instead of cyanide
in the Kool-Aid,

it's arsenic in the java.

Reverend Ezra makes the
coffee in the church kitchen,

but he also leaves
it unattended.

So anybody has access to it.

Any chance we can
track the poison?

Arsenic is a common pesticide,

and this area has
been an agricultural

for the past hundred years, so

I think it could have
come from anywhere.

You know, this could
really be a hate crime.

Angry neighbors,
ex-member with a grudge,

maybe disgruntled parents.

DAVID: Well, the church
compound is heavily fortified,

and they have locked
gates, barbed wire fences,

and they have security
cameras all over the place.

The up side of being
paranoid nut jobs.

Yeah.

Sunday was my day off.

I would say it's an inside job,

'cause they have
a pretty extensive

security system.

Uh, and how many
members in this cult?

Well, a thousand, at least.

(knocking on door)

I embrace in situ
experimentation

as much as any physicist,

but next time you make
the aqueous odyssey.

Well, it'll work next time.

A scientist is never

as diligent as when he himself

is the experimental
subject. Hey, I was diligent!

Right now, I'm
calculating possible

concentration-temperature
coefficients...

All right...

Charlie, come on, please, focus?

Certainly.

On what?

There was a mass murder attempt

at a cult church this morning.

Attempt?

DON: Yeah, arsenic.

Although,
fortunately, since 9/11,

we've been
stockpiling the antidote.

Dimercaprol.

We saved most of
them, although, actually,

they tried to stop us.

Faith healers?

And I was telling him

unless we have a
thousand psychopaths,

the poisoner's motives

and/or actions should
be easily detectable

according to normal
social dynamics,

whatever those are.

Social network analysis...

Bayesian network analysis...

Will help me uncover
hidden dynamics

and covert architecture

of this cult.

Well, I wouldn't so readily

discount the "thousand
psychopaths" theory.

I mean, what kind
of mindless cretins...

"Creh-tins"?

Would blind themselves
to the gifts of science?

How else would a Creator
reveal himself but through

his creation? And to deny
the mind of that creation

is to deny the mind of God!

Isn't it "cree-tins"?

Did you know that
Don's favorite movie

is a Preston Sturges comedy?

It's not Heat? I know, right?

CRAIG: What do you call this?!

REVEREND EZRA: You're
the one who crossed the line.

Be angry with me for
getting medical help,

but don't shirk responsibility

for your sexual misconduct.

I'm 18! I'm an adult!
I can do what I want!

Hey, guys, keep it
in your own corners.

He thinks he can just
control me like he always has.

Things are going to change.

What kind of things?

I spent the night
with my girlfriend.

I love Audrey and I'm done.

I'm done sneaking around.

I know how the government
regards us, Agent Granger,

but we are a church, not a cult.

This was a hate crime.

We were attacked
because of our faith.

The kind of faith where everyone

turns over power of
attorney to their leader?

We live in Lucifer's time,

forced to contend with schemes
that he disguises as laws.

My flock looks to
me for guidance.

Well, they weren't so
happy with your decision

to let the paramedics
save their lives. Sadly,

there is a tradition at
Patmos of misinterpreting

scripture on faith-
based healing.

Now, I've been working with the
Council of Elders to change that.

Well, we're going
to need to take a look

at some church
files... Records, history.

Sister Susan Doran will
give you everything you need.

I'll instruct her
to be cooperative.

Boy, that's the fourth
security camera we've passed

since they buzzed
us through the gate.

Extremist in Orwellian paranoia

as well as stunted
religious beliefs.

Hey, so, did you see anything

on that surveillance footage?

No outsiders got in,

and the coffee urns
were placed strategically

nowhere near all those cameras,

so the enemy lies within.

Well, isn't it always so? Hmm.

Huh, what do you think
these people are so afraid of?

Anybody not them.

They feel privy to
sacred information

that they're morally

obligated to defend.

MEGAN: And Ideologues
tend to demonize

anyone who opposes them.

Mrs. Doran,

I'm Special Agent Reeves.

These are Doctors
Fleinhardt and Eppes.

We're here to go through
your church records.

Yeah, we're just here to help.

You've already put
our souls in jeopardy.

How are our people
supposed to meet the Father

with your noxious medicine
flowing through their veins?

Without said
"noxious medicines,"

you would have dozens now
dead instead of just the two.

Or has your zealotry
blinded you to that?

Larry...

Hitler adopted
the cult of science.

Do you align with him?

LARRY: Oh, those
are my choices here?

Hitler's science
or your religion?

Oh, my God in Heaven.

Do not take His name in vain!

What is vain is my appeal to Him

to grace you with some small
glimmer of rational thought.

Hey, that's enough. Maybe
you should take a walk.

Yes, exactly. So...

MEGAN: Mrs. Doran, we
respect your religious freedom...

You can believe anything

that you like... We're
just here to go through

the church records, that's all.

We're neutral, you
know? Just scientists.

You're bricklayers,

paving the path to hell
with good intentions.

Coming?

I'll be right back.

Hey.

Audrey will help you find

the files you need.

Thanks, Audrey.

Hi.

MEGAN: Wow, that's
an awful lot of cash.

Safer here than under the eyes

and hands of
Lucifer's moneylenders.

My father, Reverend Richard
Doran, founded Patmos.

We've been custodians
of the church's finances

and records since
the early days.

It's only a matter of time

before Reverend Ezra
and his deceitful son

put an end to that
tradition, as well.

Mother... Craig
is a good person.

You never lied to
me until you met him.

My father passed
away last summer.

The church is in a
period of transition.

I'm sorry to hear that.

How did your father die?

Heart attack.

And then

Reverend Ezra
took over the church?

Yes.

But he and Craig joined
us almost three years ago.

Heart attack...

Arsenic poisoning can sometimes
be misread as heart failure.

We're going to want to exhume

your husband's body.

Absolutely not.

His body, in life or
in death, is sacred.

Ezra agreed to the
exhumation on the condition

that he be present

to protect the sanctity
of Richard Doran's body.

Hmm. Let's see what we turn up.

Everyone present?

All done with the cutting.

I don't understand.

We all have normal levels

of heavy metal like arsenic
or mercury in our bodies.

Hair shows abnormal dosages.

Even a year later? Well,
they dug up Napoleon,

and it worked on him, so yeah,

I think we still got
a window here.

Atomic absorption spectrometry.

This bad boy zaps it all the
way from a liquid into free atoms,

measuring the
concentration of the arsenic.

Now, a normal
person's hair would read

10 to 20 PPB...
Parts per billion.

And what about a murder victim?

Above 10,000 will be fatal.

(door opens)

You did this.

REVEREND EZRA:
Susan, we need to know

whether or not Richard... We
don't need anything from them.

You're desecrating my husband,

just like you
destroyed my church.

DAVID: Mrs. Doran, please.

(rapid clicking)

(three short beeps)

What does that mean?

That your husband was murdered.

COLBY: Reverend Doran gets
poisoned, and you get Patmos.

REVEREND EZRA: I was in
Alaska on a mission before he died.

Returned home to
perform his service, in fact.

And jumped Susan
Doran's place in line.

She wants to stand
still 30 years in the past,

when Patmos consisted
of 11 people in tents

in an orange grove.

So everyone just follows
a guy who's been around

less than three years?

The council is painfully aware

of the prejudices against
us... Prejudices that begin

with the government
classifying us as a cult.

They believe that I
can move us forward,

see that our traditions are
recognized and respected.

Your tradition
against the Devil.

Don't you fight
against him every day?

Isn't that why this room exists?

CHARLIE: All right, top-level
priorities... Reverend Ezra.

This is the
percentage for info in.

Oh, I thought that was info out.

No, I've got information
moving out from Reverend Ezra.

Okay, so I need to rework
my equation for info out.

I hate to break this up,

but I was about to pass
out from the marker fumes.

Ah, yes, that
would be the lemon.

I told you it was too much.

I like it.

It smells like a urinal cake.

Statement from Reverend Ezra.

Thanks.

Looks like there was
infighting for control of the cult.

Okay, that's excellent,
because it's that kind

of concealed dynamic

that will help
uncover the motive

for poisoning the entire church.

Uh, in social network analysis,

we examine the differences

between the perception
of a group's structure

and its actual structure...
The hidden architecture.

In an apartment building,

hidden behind the
walls, under the floors,

are complex systems...

Plumbing, electricity,
phone lines.

While we may endow the penthouse

as being the most powerful
location in the building,

the nerve center is
actually in the basement.

So, using three variables...

Connectivity, access
and information...

We can map the way in
which Patmos functions.

And who's being
left in the dark.

Susan Doran... isn't this the
woman that you threw down with?

I... didn't say "threw down."

You know, I was taken aback

by the intensity of
her intolerance, yes.

Aren't you the one that told me

never to try to teach anybody
who doesn't want to learn?

My dad used to say,

"Don't talk religion unless
you're looking for a fight."

(stammers, gasps)

(drops marker)

Your dad makes a good point.

ROBIN: I found
something interesting.

Yeah, what's that?

In Patmos' latest appeal
for legal recognition,

Reverend Ezra added a list

of nine practices
that he's changing,

including no more prohibitions

against people
seeking medical help.

So what?

I mean, you think
he's going legit?

And trying to make
a ton of dough.

In property taxes alone,

they're paying over six figures.

Members pay 75% of
their income to the church,

and Ezra controls all of it.

If they go legit and
get tax-exempt status,

he gets millions
more to play with.

Goes to motive.

Right, but he was in Alaska

for the other reverend's murder.

Yeah, but he's still good
for the recent attacks.

Dose the congregation,

show them modern
medicine ain't so bad.

So, what, maybe, like, two
of them did the poisoning?

I know it doesn't seem likely,

but I don't have a lot to go
on in this "cockeyed caravan."

Wow, Preston Sturges,
Sullivan's Travels.

I did my Don Eppes homework.

Opposition research, my
friend... You should try it.

All right.

DON: Hey. Hey.

So we've been studying the
hidden dynamics of your cult.

Not a cult much longer,
if Ezra can help it.

You know, that fits the pattern.

You see, overtly,

Reverend Ezra is the leader

with a council and
members below him.

Yeah, we mapped out
more covert social networks...

Power relationships,
financial status, marriages.

In the past, Susan Doran
was the connecting node...

The gatekeeper,

controlling the
flow of information

amongst all the subnetworks.

Right, she had the
safe with all the records.

Yeah, she's been the hidden
power behind Patmos for 30 years.

CHARLIE: However, we've noticed

that she's had less
and less influence

over the past few years,

since her husband
and Reverend Ezra

began going on
missions together.

Ezra usurped her position.

Yeah, left her disconnected.

What, are you saying
she killed him for power?

Yeah, but it doesn't work, so
she loses status even faster.

Now she's got to reveal
Ezra as an impostor

by creating a situation where
he goes against church law

and has to use
medicine to save his son.

That's right... so if she
mixed this poison at home,

you're going to find
trace amounts of arsenic.

ALAN: You know
what the best part

about being a student is?

If I don't pass a
reflective surface,

I'm convinced that
I'm 25 years old,

and I'm, uh, about
to conquer the world.

Well, I surrendered all
my dreams of conquest

when I realized all I'd
have to show for it is...

the world.

Hey, hey, Larry,
what's eating you?

A particularly repugnant
woman who somehow manages

to link all science with
Hitler and the Devil.

Oh, come on, Larry.

It's not worth getting upset
about every crazy out there.

Yeah, I know this!

I live in a monastery,
I meditate.

I-I believe in peace
and, and compassion

and tolerance, but still,

this woman, she triggered
such outrage in me.

I think that people like that,

like this woman, they're
just looking for something...

They're looking for answers,

you know, maybe even
some of the answers

that you are, but just
by, uh, different means.

You cannot begin to justify this
woman's spewing of her venom.

N-N-N-No,

I'm not, I'm not.

It's just that, um, not
everyone has the emotional

and intellectual
resource to search

for God in a supercollider.

People look for answers

in what's available to them,

and when they're
particularly desperate,

they latch on to the closest
answer that's available.

I mean, it may make them
wrong but not necessarily evil.

Yeah.

Listen, I know you're right.

All my life I have attempted

to find just that perfect
point of beauty and balance

between science
and spirituality,

where they not only coexist,

they complete each other.

And I saw in this woman's...

rage and her ignorance
a complete caricature

of my faith, and yes,

I did match her
bigotry with my own.

God will rain His
justice on your heads.

I can live with
that, Mrs. Doran.

You're a faithless charlatan!

You've spit on everything
we sacrificed our lives for!

You can't hide in the church!

He will find you there!
We're positive for arsenic

residue in the laundry room.

How conclusive is this?
Heavy concentrations.

We're going to find it
all through the house.

Why would anyone
want to harm us?

It's indicative of
someone mixing water

and arsenic in a container,

not someone trying to kill you.

Are... are you accusing me?

Actually, Mrs. Doran,
I am arresting you.

Please...

This is Your test.

I can see that now.

Let me be strong enough...

(screaming): Hurry! Audrey!

Hold on, I'm going to get
you out of there... back up!

(coughing)

Craig, give me your hand.

You okay? (Audrey coughing)

Can you walk?

(panting) (coughing)

(grunting)

(coughing)

Father... in the kitchen.

(coughing)

(fire crackling)

(coughing)

Reverend Ezra!

(coughing)

(David straining)

(coughing): Reverend!

(coughing)

Reverend Ezra!

Audrey.

(coughing)

My father?

Craig, we weren't able
to get to your father.

Hey, so, anyone else?

Just Reverend Ezra.

Craig Ezra, Audrey Doran,
they were shaken up a bit,

but they're going
to be just fine.

And you guys are all right?

Yeah. I was going to wait

for the fire
department to get here,

but Granger made me
look bad by running in there.

Ah, heroes. Right,
the reluctant hero.

Hey, at least you
got to carry a girl.

So any idea what caused it?

No, we don't know yet,

but the kitchen's
hot for arsenic dust.

It was clear yesterday.

Susan Doran?

DAVID: She was cuffed
and in our custody.

But she could've set a trap.

Well, maybe a kid.

Craig says he and Audrey
were here to meet with his dad.

Their alibi for the
coffee poisoning is weak.

I mean, the hotel has
them checking in and out,

but it doesn't mean
they were there.

DAVID: So what do you think?

Kill Dad, put Mom in
jail, then they get married,

take over the church,

but that'd mean he
drank his own poison

and he sat on his own bomb.

Right, so it makes him
stupid or a hardcore.

LARRY (over radio): You
know, it's really your dad's insight

that led to the epiphany

re: my egregious behavior.

Goggles.

LARRY: Okay.

Version 17...

(motor running)

No reaction.

Let's try intentional ignition.

All right, where
was I, by the way?

Uh, "epiphany" and, uh...

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah...
"egregious behavior."

There I was, I mean,
so self-righteously

attacking Susan Doran
but never realizing

that I was just projecting
my doubts onto her.

Doubts about, uh... about what?

Well, about my faith, you know.

I have to wonder, all
these questions I'm asking...

Are they an
expression of my belief,

or are they just a failure
to surrender myself to it?

Larry, does it have
to be an "either-or"?

Hey, there's one
to grapple with.

LARRY: You know, the monks
say there are no enemies,

just the unresolved within us.

Hey.

Hey, so... so we think heat

accelerated arsenic
dust to create this fire.

There was a similar
dust explosion

at a sugar factory in Georgia.

Wasn't that an accident?

LARRY: Set off by
sparking heavy machinery.

Yeah. We've been
attempting to recreate

the accidental
combustion all morning,

using kitchen appliances,

but nothing's exploded yet.

Yeah, but that won't explain

what the arsenic was
doing there in the first place.

Which is why our next test

will be to determine if the
explosion occurred by design.

(switch clicks)

Oh!

Whew! Uh, confidence is
high this wasn't an accident.

What does that do to
your network analysis?

Well, network analysis was
an analytic sledgehammer.

With the additional murder,
we've graduated to a scalpel...

Affinity analysis.

Beer and diapers.

Oh, it's a classic story,

most likely apocryphal,

all about a grocery
store that wanted to know

what items sold most
often with diapers.

They discovered it was beer.

Now, from this, they
inferred that the wives

had delegated the
diaper-buying to their husbands,

who consolidated this duty
into their weekend beer runs.

They started
stocking the diapers

next to the beer coolers,

and increased their sales.

So, using affinity analysis

and association rule mining,

we determined that this
crime must have been

committed by a partnership.

So, we reexamined
the relationships

and behaviors of, of
your various suspects,

and it keeps leading
us back to Audrey.

MEGAN: Susan's daughter?!

Okay, so Charlie says to
reinterview the suspects.

I think I could
have told you that.

But Audrey is the
one with no motive.

Not if she's helping
her boyfriend.

Or her mother.

I see the thinking.

I say she's a wedge.

That's our only move.

Thanks, Peter.

Oh, and Don?

Quit browbeating my assistant

for personal information on me.

You gave me up?

I know where my
paycheck comes from.

Aha. Now, what makes you think

that he would have
something juicy on me?

I'm thorough.

Oh, yeah? What do ya got?

We'll see. I'm still compiling.

Nothing. You got nothing, Eppes.

And what about the hotel?

Was Audrey there
with you the whole time?

No. Not the whole time.

She left for an hour

for dawn prayers
with her mother,

but she came right back.

So she had time to
poison the coffee?

Audrey?

COLBY: She was the only
one who didn't have an alibi

for all three of the crimes...

The fire, the poisonings
and the death of your father.

But she handed me the coffee.

The morning of the poisonings?

Yeah, first thing.

I mean...

she poured me a cup.

But she didn't have any herself?

No.

Oh, God...

What?

Well, before the
church exploded,

she called us over,
Father and me.

Audrey's the only
person in the entire church

who doesn't have an alibi
for all three of the incidents.

Why would she need an alibi?

Because we have a statement

implicating her
in the poisoning.

SUSAN: What?

MEGAN: Your daughter
set you up, Susan.

She killed your husband.

Is she working with Craig? No!

Is she working with you?

I know I am being tested.

We found arsenic
all over your house.

If it wasn't you, it was Audrey.

She had nothing to do with it.

I did it.

I did it all.

What did you do?

Poisoned the coffee.

Poisoned my husband.

Huh. This is wrong.

She's the wrong person.

It's not the outcome
we expected,

but they've got
their confession.

You know something?

I think you need
to arrest Craig Ezra.

Well, how you figure that?

What we may have here
is the test of Solomon.

Now, if so, Susan Doran just now

sacrificed herself
for her daughter.

Okay? You tried to
cut her baby in half.

She wouldn't let you,
no matter how much

the cost to herself.
And then Craig

fed her to the wolves.
LARRY: That's it.

CHARLIE: However,
it's pretty counter-intuitive

that he would put himself
in harm's way twice.

And still he survives. Hold on.

A Bible story's not
gonna trump a confession.

No, I mean, obviously,
with real stories of faith,

you know, they don't
have easy answers,

but this story does give
us a place to find them.

All right, you know what?

Given the results
of the interviews,

why don't... why don't
you give us some time

to revisit our
affinity analysis?

All right, good. Go for it.

CHARLIE: All right, so,

well, this isn't working.

Craig-slash-Audrey

and Craig-slash-Susan
have low support values.

Craig alone has a
low predictive value.

I'm thinking we circle back,

try a K-optimal
pattern discovery.

Charles...

What are we missing here?

Aside from a positive result?

Reverend Ezra.

I'm put in mind
of one Abimelech,

who slays his clan

in order to rule his
family and his kingdom.

Slay your clan,
poison your church.

After murdering his own people,

God condemns
and kills Abimelech,

but not for his sins
against his people.

No, it was for dishonoring
his father, Gideon...

who was already dead.

Wow. I really don't
understand the Bible.

Well, the point I'm making here

is that a father's influence
over his son can define him,

and maybe even drive him.

So Ezra-... slash-Craig.

That's a relationship we
haven't been focusing on.

DAVID: Before 1998, a
Joseph and Emily Ezra

lived in Bangor, Maine,

They went to work,
went to school,

they paid taxes...
and then... nothing.

(typing)

Now, between 1998 and
2005, the Ezras did not exist.

No credit cards, no drivers'
license, no taxes... nada.

Then Joseph and Craig
Ezra showed up at Patmos.

So, what happened in 1998?

I think the real Joseph
and Emily Ezra, they died.

A car crash.

The bodies were burned
beyond recognition,

no match to dental records,
the identities went unknown.

1998.

Portland, Maine.

I know you got more than this.

Yes, I do.

Before the Ezras went missing...

they had a foster child.

MEGAN: That would be Craig.

Craig?

Hey, Craig, we're gonna
need to speak to you

for a second. What for?

Just want to talk to you.

About Audrey?

Me?

Ah!

Come on! You okay?

DON: Hey!

Ezra!

Craig, stop!

DON: Hey!

Colby! Gotcha!

(clattering)

(engine starting)

(tires screeching)

This is Eppes. You need
to run California plates:

four, David, ocean,
queen, six, seven, eight.

You all right, Colb?

Yeah. Yeah.

DON: All right, so
Craig ditched the car.

And we got no bites on the APB.

DAVID: William Boone.
Bunko has a long rap sheet

on this guy; he's got
short cons, fraud, scams,

been in and out of jail.

He drops off the radar in 2005.

Oh.

COLBY: William Boone and
Craig set up shop at the church

as father and son,
Joseph and Craig Ezra,

working a long con.

Life con. You don't get

into the tax-exempt business
looking for a quick buck.

Boone had a retirement plan.

Okay. DAVID: Craig kills

Reverend Doran while
Ezra-slash-Boone is away.

And Boone poisons the
coffee while Craig's away.

This way, they both alibi
out for the other murder.

And I think church poisoning
was meant to be minimal.

You know, just
enough to sicken people

and give Patmos the option

of accepting medical treatment.

DAVID: They drop
controversial beliefs, including

the mandatory
faith-based healing.

They fall off the cult list,

get recognized as a real church,

get the tax-exempt status.

So what are you thinking?

Boone gets greedy
and uses more poison

than planned? COLBY: Yeah,
Craig drinks it 'cause he thinks

it's going to be mild,
ends up almost dying.

So, to pay Boone back,
he decides to blow him up.

And these guys go to war

against each other,
but at the same time,

they keep pointing the
finger at Susan Doran.

MEGAN: So Craig's got three
years invested in this scam.

Now he's out in the
cold, he has nothing.

And that church has
a safe full of money.

I bet he's just
obsessing about it.

Sure. All right, he knows
better, but he's a con artist,

so he's always going to
be thinking about that score.

Audrey?

If she agrees, we can
run a sting on Craig.

Sure.

And if I don't agree?

Then he gets away
with killing your father

and destroying your mother.

Audrey, he gave
us enough testimony

to get you the death penalty.

He literally threw you at us.

He was scared.

He was scared he'd get nailed

for blowing up that
church, killing his dad

and trying to kill you.

He never tried to kill me.

Audrey...

he left you in a
burning building.

He loves me.

There's somebody that loves you,

it is just not Craig.

Here. (remote clicks)

MEAGAN: If it wasn't
you, it was Audrey.

SUSAN: She had
nothing to do with it.

I did it.

I did it all.

You did what?

Poisoned the coffee.

Poisoned my husband.

(steam hissing)

Oh, dear.

You all right? Here.

Let me give you a
hand. I got it. Thanks.

There you go.

I think this cappuccino
is a vanished dream.

Have the regular stuff.

Hey, nice turnaround
on Susan Doran.

Well, it's no easy
thing. I'll tell you...

Separating the
ugliness of her dogma

from the sincerity of her faith.

Yeah, I agree.

You know, you with your job,
there's so many horrific things

that you hear people say or do.

How do you shrug that off?

Alcohol. (wry chuckle)

No, look, I-I try to remember

the job's more
important than me.

Well, we all

pray at our own
unique altars, don't we?

Well...

you know, I think
of religion as a...

a really good police
force, you know?

It keeps 90% of
the people honest

and then we worry about
the other ten. That's religion.

How about belief?

Well, look,

you know we weren't
a big "God house."

I just always figured
one exists, but...

that's pretty much
the extent of it.

Pascal's Wager.

One lives as if God exists.

If He does, your
gain is infinite.

If He doesn't, well,
you've lost nothing.

Think Vegas gives odds on that?

(wry laugh)

You don't feel any...
any emptiness in this?

Ah, well, hence the alcohol.

Well...

They let my mom go an hour ago.

I think they're
going to arrest me.

CRAIG (on phone):
The church has been

tainted by outsiders.

We have to rebuild it. How?

We need the money.

It's the right thing to do.

I mean, you know
the combination.

To start again, we need a lot.

As much as you can take.

Okay.

Okay, yes.

Where should I meet you?

Union Station in an
hour, main entrance.

Audrey, I love you.

I love you, too.

All right, there he is.

We moving in? Let
him take the bag.

What if he wants
to take her with him?

DON: Don't worry, not this guy.

I wasn't sure. I didn't think

you were going to make it.

How much did you get?

I don't know, a lot.

Okay, look, go back to Patmos,

and, um...

I'll call you as soon
as I find a safe place.

Craig... Trust me, Audrey.

This is for the best.

Bitch!

Please! Move!

Move!

Audrey, come with me.

Not sure where
you're going, buddy.

DAVID: I'm pretty sure the top
of this tower doesn't come out

in Mexico!

Mom!

Clear the bottom!
Clear the bottom!

DAVID: Come on, Craig!

We know who you really are.

You're not the jumping type!

DON: Freeze!

Don't move! Freeze!

Take it easy.

Nice and easy.

That's it.

(panting)

Now get your hands on your head.

Get them up! She
told me to do it.

Everything. "She"?

Which one?

Audrey.

Audrey told me to do everything.

DAVID: Seriously?

I bet Colby 20 he'd blame Susan.

WOMAN (on TV): stay out of town.

MAN (on TV): Thanks.

I know 50 times as much

about trouble as you ever will.

Besides, you owe it to me.

You sort of belong to
me, when you're a hobo.

I found you. DON: Careful.

MAN (on TV): Careful.

(reciting with
TV): I tell you it's

absolutely out of the question.

(remote clicks)

You know every line?

Not on purpose.

Yes?

Thanks for not
making me watch Heat.

(chuckles)

Oh, I forgot.

For you.

Chocolates?

You know what, not a big fan.

I don't know anyone
who doesn't like chocolate.

Mm, I expected better

investigative prowess
from you, Agent Eppes.

I see... so that's it? You're
not even going to open them?

Okay.

It's watermelon? Aha.

That's my favorite. Aha, ha, ha.

See?

How did you know?

No one knows.

(remote clicks) Ball's
in your court, kid.

WOMAN (on TV): Yes,
I'll follow you and I'll holler,

"This guy's a phony,
ladies and gentlemen.

"This is Sullivan, the big
director from Hollywood.

A phonus-balonus,
a faker, a heel..."

MAN 2: If I man join
in the controversy, sir,

I think the young lady's
suggestion is excellent.

(movie dialogue fades)

Emergency retrieval equipment?

Check. Drying mechanism, check.

Okay, have we
thought of everything?

Only one way to find out. Break.

I don't know, it kind of looks

like it did the
other day, but...

Um, all righty, wish me luck.

(Charlie chuckles)

Oh, oh, wait, wait,
Charlie, you forgot

to take your shoes off.

No, I didn't.

(screaming)

(cheering and applause)

(laughs)

(cheering and applause)

Okay, who's next?

(screams)

♪ Call me when your
feet hit the ground ♪

♪ Baby, take a look ♪

♪ Baby, take a
good look around. ♪