Numb3rs (2005–2010): Season 4, Episode 4 - Thirteen - full transcript

(Mozart's "Requiem
Mass" playing)

(grunting)

(moaning)

(music intensifies)

(man gasping)

(whispering): I forgive you.

(heart beating rhythmically)

(man gasping)

(music stops)

(whooping, laughter)

You guys didn't have to do this.



What do you mean?
What are you talking about?

You're a famous author.

I like this. Aw,
it's just a galley.

DON: The Attraction Equation...

Being Popular Is As Easy As Pi.

Wait a second, I thought

the paper you published
had a different title.

No? AMITA: It did.

It was called, "A
Mathematical Analysis

of Friendship Dynamics”"

Right. Yeah, but

the publisher thought

that this title had more "zazz."

Cheers.



ALAN: Oh, hi, guys.

Hey, Alan. Hey.

What's up? Uh, Charlie, Hey.

Uh, once again
belated congratulations.

Thank you, Dad. Would
you like some champagne?

Ooh, yeah.

Actually, no, I can't.

I have another problem
set for Galuski's class.

It's due on Monday.

I'm just auditing the class

and look at this, uh,
workload of mine.

I mean, how do these kids do it?

They're kids.

Mm...

I don't think I
actually remember us

ever double dating.

LIZ: What?!

All these years, it must've
happened at least once.

Uh, there was one time.

Yeah.

I was eight years old.

I had Michelle Mazur over...

You took

the babysitter
into the garage...

(phone rings) That's
right, she was cute, too.

I remember her.

How'd you know that
he took the babysitter

in the garage? Well, I was eight

and I used to spy on
my brother a little bit.

DON: All right. Right.

We're on our way.

You know what? We gotta go.

You should probably
come with us.

(helicopter blades whirring)

DAVID: Victim's
name is Peter Guzman,

stock analyst.

Maintenance guys found him.

He was tortured first.

Coroner thinks
for about 36 hours.

Right, so, same MO as the first.

Andrew Chang, 39.

Three weeks ago, he was murdered

in a school gymnasium.

Kids come in for
Monday morning PE,

they find the body.

Score one for the
therapy industry.

(helicopter hovering)

LIZ: Isaiah, Chapter 53.

The Old Testament.

Similar verse was found

at the first crime
scene. DON: Yeah,

“He was despised
and rejected by men”"

I-53, as well.

Both times, killer
left a CD playing.

Same piece of music.

("Requiem" begins playing)

LIZ: That's Mozart's
"Requiem Mass."

It's a prayer for the dead.

Guy kills his victims
with a drug cocktail,

succinylcholine and aconite.

It causes paralysis
and asphyxiation.

Killer also

stuffed this down
the victim's throat.

Looks like a piece
of a phone book, huh?

Yeah. Guzman's name is circled.

Same as the first victim.

He's telling us if you're
in the phone book,

you could be next.

What are you
thinking, there, Char?

I don't know... seems like
it's not just about the numbers.

You know, the elements

of the design are
just as important.

Uh...

Do you have a picture
of the number grid

from the first killing?

It's a Fibonacci sequence. Yeah?

Yeah, which continues
from this first grid here...

to this second grid
here on the wall.

Uh...

except for one thing.

What's that?

Between this first
and second grid,

there's a number series missing.

You, do you have a... yeah.

Uh...

Five...

There. DON: That's it?

Yeah.

It's the victim's

cell phone number.
But the killer did

this first grid three weeks ago.

Which means he knew
the phone number then.

He had the second
victim already picked out

when he killed the
first. So, if there's

another grid, then...
The next number

series could be our next victim.

Um... just hold on.

You got it? There it is, yeah.

David, you get a trace on this.

Got it.

Yeah, this is David Sinclair.

I need you to run a trace.

(phone ringing)

("Requiem" playing)

(man groaning in background)

Hello?

(panicked moaning)

(moaning continues)

Number belongs to a
Thad Esmond, he's 34.

Wife reported him
missing 12 hours ago.

12 hours... if the
killer stays true to form,

that gives us about a day.

Thad went for a run
before breakfast yesterday.

Never came back.

And have you
noticed anything odd?

Like a... a strange
car outside the house,

or someone following
you or your husband?

Driving to work last week,

Thad did think someone
was following him.

And did he say what
the car looked like?

Did he tell why he thought
the car might be following him?

Thad's a labor lawyer,

organizing janitors,

hotel workers.

He's, uh, he's dealt with
employer intimidation.

He chalked it up to that.

I told all of this to
Missing Persons.

You did great. I-I
have all of this here.

I'm just trying to, um...

make sure that I
square away all the facts.

Whatever you're not saying...

please,

promise me you
will find my husband.

DAVID: The killer deactivated

Thad Esmond's cell phone GPS,

but we were able
to trace the call

to a cell tower in
the downtown area.

And the drugs?

Yeah, the cocktail is specific.

And the I.V. suggests
some kind of medical training.

So, we're checking
into hospitals

for possible theft.

And here's the lab
report on the paint.

It's the real deal... gold leaf,

the pigment is only
used by restorers.

Only a couple of art stores
actually carry the stuff.

Yeah, all right, well,

why don't you get
Colby to help you.

He's sticking around?

We'll see.

(man screaming) MEGAN
(echoes): Stop, that's enough.

He'll say anything you want.

This has to stop now!

This is not what
I signed up for.

(screams fading)

Hi, Larry.

Hey, Megan.

You, um...

taking a break from
monastic utopia?

You really don't recall, do you?

We were supposed
to meet for lunch.

Uh... it's, uh...

it's just the case,
it's really, um...

Yes, consuming.

I can see it on your face.

You know, you used
that word utopia...

That's from Greek,
meaning "no place."

Sir Thomas More
conceived utopia as a...

rather sardonic joke

meaning, "no place
is a good place."

I'm not sure that I follow.

Well, you and I have agreed

to inhabit a similarly
ambiguous locus...

The land of no
place... And, uh...

well, if you ever need
someone to talk to.

DON: Hey, Larry.

So?

What do we got? Um,

I-I got a blend.

I got a bunch of Bible verses

about rejection,
and self-loathing.

Plus all this
imagery and I'd say

religion was definitely
a part of his upbringing,

and then all the
failures in life and love

come and just pushed
him over the edge.

And his faith

pursued a darker path.

And now he's just
daring us to find him.

And the blend of the religion

and the occult suggest he
might be using some kind

of Bible numerology,

and I'm really hoping that
you can help us with that.

How?

Numerology isn't math.

Numerology is... nonsense.

Well, whatever system

he's using may hold
no meaning for you,

but it certainly holds
meaning for him.

Thanks, Larry. Fine.

I'm gonna have to get in
contact with somebody.

What is the name

of that Religion and
Philosophy professor?

Alex Trowbridge?

Love that name.

Just sounds like
some "Mr. Chips" guy

with the elbow patches

and crumpets.

So, Professor, do you
think you can help us?

Alex.

And I am at your disposal.

Alex.

I read your paper.

And can't wait for the book.

You know, but, frankly,
I find it hard to believe

that you ever had any
trouble making friends.

(chuckles)

Oh, Alex, you didn't
know me when I was 13.

So...

did you get the crime scene
photos I e-mailed to you?

Uh, yeah, I did.

And, uh, I think
that there's merit

to the numerology theory.

The square grid, the
nature references...

Four is the number
of creation...

The four elements,
the four seasons...

And it's the same thing
with the seven numbers.

You know, seven is the
number of spiritual perfection,

seven colors in the spectrum,

and seven days of the week.

You don't believe
any of this, do you?

What, that numbers are spiritual

and magical and mystical?

Uh... no.

I'm a mathematician.

What about Fibonacci
numbers, the golden ratio.

No, I mean, there is evidence

that math occurs
spontaneously in nature

and in art.

And I do acknowledge
that there is some mystery

to that, some
beauty to that, but...

Still you see no reason to
believe that may be evidence

of some higher order? Yeah...

No.

No, I call it math.

Okay, so, what
does this killer call it?

You asked me to help, Professor.

You're right. I'm sorry.

Okay. So,

what's your conclusion?

Well, the verses
may be part of a code,

linked by a key number.

One is the number of unity.

I suggest you start there.

At one.

Mm-hmm.

So, are you going
to say anything?

About what?

Alex Trowbridge.

Well, what's to say?

She's nice, she's stimulating.

I mean, she's a stimulating
conversationalist.

And hot.

I... I don't...
(laughs nervously)

I hope I'm not
interrupting anything, am I?

No. I'm glad you're here.

Good, hope you feel the same way

after I ask what
I'm going to ask.

Uh... Galuski's
engineering class.

These thermodynamics
problem sets

are just killing me, Charlie.

All right, why? What
is it? It's all this about

the effect of freezing water on
bridges, you know, expansion.

Uh-huh. Now,
from what I can tell,

the equations don't account
for the use of salt on roadways.

Now, I've got 30 years

experience as an urban planner.

This math doesn't
make any sense.

All right, it's a little
crazy right now,

but I can take a look at it
when I can take a look at it.

Okay, thanks. Uh, ooh...

Don tells me you had a meeting
with Alex Trowbridge, huh?

Right. Word on campus is

she's quite a looker.

Dad, we're, you know...
we're working here, so...

Yeah, I'm sorry.
I'm out of here.

You ever see that
Rodney Dangerfield movie,

Back to School?

No, why?

Forget it.

You know, this "non-math"
is driving me insane.

Seriously, how am I
supposed to find a key number

when I don't even know
what the hell I'm looking for?

I-53.

Didn't Alex tell you
that in numerology,

numbers and letters are
often interchangeable?

Yeah, so I-53
would be, what, 153?

All right, it's worth a shot.

I can put it in the primary
tier of encryption schema.

CHARLIE: Let's see if we can't
decode this Bible scripture verse.

It's a Web address.

You're a genius.

And hot, too.

Don't forget that.

Check it out, the link's
giving us a location.

All right, we got ya.

So SWAT will be here in five.

Killer tortured his last
victim for 36 hours.

We're already 30 hours in.

I say we don't wait
another minute.

(door squeaks)

(bottle clatters)

You hear that? Yeah.

FBI! Hands up!

I was sleeping, man! That's all!

I thought you were him. Who?

I didn't see him. I hid.

The screams, they
came from up there.

("Requiem" playing in distance)

(music grows louder)

Guy's messing with us.

Matthew, Chapter 28,
the New Testament.

(music continues)

(groans)

What is it?

He left us that head
'cause he took this one.

Charlie says the
numbers are all different;

he doesn't see any pattern.

He changed his method.

The first two killed
by drug cocktail,

and then Thad
Esmond is beheaded.

Serial killers don't
usually alter their MOs

dramatically.

All right, so what do
you think the reason is?

Oh, I should be the one.

No, no, no, I'll do it.

(sobbing)

("Requiem" playing)

MEGAN: "Lo, I am
with you always."

(music continues)

(music intensifies)

He's killing his apostles.

Andrew, Peter and Thaddeus...

All the names of
Christ's apostles,

all killed like their namesakes.

Like martyrs.

And most serial killers
get off on playing God.

What, he thinks he is?

"Lo, I am with you always,
even unto the end of the world."

I think he's calling
all of his apostles

to him, for eternity.

But he's also sending
us a message...

that he's going to
be around for a while.

There's three dead, but
there are 12 apostles.

So, what, nine more names.

Nine more victims.

All right, we know
what our killer's up to.

He's searching for names
out of the phone book.

MEGAN: Apostles' names.

Yeah, and obviously,
there aren't many Judases,

but there are plenty of Matts,
Marks and Lukes, Pauls, Peters.

We're talking tens of
thousands of possible names.

Maybe not so many.

This recurring repetition
of eights, three times...

it's the Trinity.

AMITA: Yeah, I saw that.

I assume you're assigning
some significance?

Yeah, the number 888
is associated with Christ,

it's arrived at by adding
up the numerical values

of the Greek alphabet
letters that spell "Jesus,"

and their numeric equivalents.

Eight, 200,

70, 400, 200.

Which adds up to 888.

It's called a "gematria."

And people into numerology
find meaning in such digit-sums.

Monkeys at typewriters.

The strong law of
small numbers suggests

that one will always find
meaning where one seeks it.

Well, I also realized that, uh,

all the victims' phone
numbers added up to 26.

Yeah, Alex, I'm not
sure we see the point.

Well, 26 is a
gematria for Jehovah,

which is the Hebrew
name for God.

Look, I'm just saying this may
be part of a gematria system...

Of how the killer

is choosing his victims
out of the phone book?

Yeah, attaching
number values to names,

street addresses, zip codes.

If so, we can apply whatever
gematria system he's using

to an online phone directory.

What, to data-mine
for other targets?

Yeah, it's classic
enumerative combinatorics.

Go ahead. It's your idea.

Okay, well, think
of it like, um...

like a coin-sorting machine.

Imagine dumping in
a bucketful of coins.

Now we can set the
machine to sort the coins

by a certain set of criteria,

such as size, mass, composition.

We can do the same
thing with the algorithm

to isolate a specific
group of entries

which satisfies the the
killer's gematria criteria,

reducing the potential target
list from tens of thousands

to perhaps just a few hundred.

I'm impressed.

Me, too.

We tracked down the
paint the killer's been using.

Only two art-restoration
stores actually carry the stuff.

Clerk at one of them
said a guy came in recently

and bought a large quantity.

He remembers him
because of his tattoos...

Had a crown of thorns and
a cross inked on his neck.

Not the usual look
for an art restorer.

Now, an ATM across
the street got a photo.

Oh, yeah? Any good?

Won't win any awards,

but a tech's trying to
clean it up, get us a face.

All right, keep on it.

CHARLIE: Check it out.

I isolated the last number

of the killer's
gematria combination.

Yeah, I'm running the
search algorithm right now.

Great. Oh, I'm sorry.

I see you're all
busy. I'll come back.

Uh, actually, Pop.

I, uh...

I had a few minutes,
so I did your homework.

There it is. It's all there.

Uh... thanks.

Hi.

What have you got here?

Ah, yes, numerology.

You know, I read that Isaac
Newton used Bible numerology

to calculate the exact
date of the apocalypse.

Yeah, he came up with 2060.

You ask me, I prefer
my math and my religion

on opposite sides of the menu.

LARRY: Well, then again,
it was Saint Augustine

who said, that "numbers
are the universal language

"given to us by the deity

as confirmation of the truth”"

The search algorithm
just kicked out a target list.

286 names.

I ran Charlie and Amita's
list against Missing Persons.

I got a hit.

John Lerner, 36, teacher.

Good, all right,
good. Good, and not.

He's been missing
for three weeks.

No body's shown up.

Don, if the killer's
been holding this guy

somewhere for three weeks...

John Lerner's wife, she
cancelled all of his credit cards.

Somebody used one this
morning to buy pharmacy supplies.

Delivered to a squatter's
tenement on skid row.

All right, good, hit that.

Check in with me later. Okay.

Somebody's been camping out.

("Requiem" playing in distance)

LIZ: Take a look.

(music grows louder)

("Requiem" playing)

Shut it off.

(machine powers down,
music continues to play)

It's our missing
guy. It's John Lerner.

So our guy's in ICU.

Third degree burns
over 80% of his body.

Check this out.

History says the Apostle John

was boiled alive
by his persecutors,

and miraculously survived.

This guy kept him
alive for three weeks

just to keep cooking him.

All right...

So the kid who delivered
the pharmacy supplies

describes a white male
with religious tattoos:

cross and crown of
thorns on his neck.

Forensics lifted a
print off a receipt.

Jared Parr.

Did time for sexual battery.

COLBY: Yeah, he got
fired from his last job

euthanizing
animals in a shelter.

He got caught stealing drugs.

Succinylcholine and aconite.

Yeah, and the ATM
photos are a match.

(knocking on door)

Janine Parr? Yeah. FBI.

We need to talk to your brother.

Jared's not here.

Mind if we have a
look for ourselves?

Excuse me, ma'am.

Hey, we've got a runner.

DAVID: Liz, take the stairs!

♪ ♪

Jared! Don't
think about it, man!

It's over, Jared.

There's nowhere to go.

Jared, wait!

Father, forgive me.

So I am commanded.

LIZ: Listen to me, okay?

It's a sin to take
your own life, right?

I don't want to
go back to prison.

You don't want to die, either.

(gunshot)

Shots fired, lock it down.

Where the hell did it come from?

Not one of ours. Came from
one of the buildings over here.

Check out his ink.
(distant sirens wailing)

LIZ: It's Judas.

Another apostle?

Yeah, except this
one's a co-conspirator.

No, more like a follower.

So who is he following?

We searched Jared Parr's room
and found this on a flash drive.

Video shows all the murders.

Tortures, executions, all of it.

So Jared Parr was
a willing participant.

He's not the one behind it.

Time stamp on this
last part right here

shows that it was
recorded yesterday.

The guy in the video
is Nathaniel Greene.

He's 34,

an architect, went missing
about two days ago.

How does the, um,

the Apostle Nathaniel die?

He was flayed to
death with a whip.

(phone ringing)

Reeves.

Thank you.

Our burn victim just died.

Look at the men that your
brother helped to torture, Janine.

He murdered them.

Would you look at them?

'Cause this is what your brother

and the sadistic scum that
he partnered up with did.

I don't believe you.

Yeah, you do. Come on.

It's all over your face.

MEGAN: This guy
used your brother

and then he killed him.

And now he's got another victim,

so you've got to start talking.

Jared was a screw-up, okay?

A follower.

He met this guy who
got him into all this...

occult stuff, freaky clubs,

the tattoos.

He did whatever the
guy told him to do.

Who was this guy?
You ever meet him?

No.

Do you know where your
brother got the tattoos?

Some place in the Valley.

CHARLIE: If there's a pattern

in these last four
grids, I don't see it.

The repetition of zeroes
and ones, that could

represent some form
of binary encoding.

As far as numerological
significance goes,

yeah, I've got nothing.

Great, even the fluff fails us.

I'm sorry, that just came out.

My skin's thick, but hey,

I was a skeptic
most of my life, too.

Really? What changed your mind?

My last year of pre-med.

My lab partner was diagnosed
with inoperable brain cancer.

For four years we'd talked
about science and chemistry.

But before he died, he
asked me, what did I believe?

Not what did I know.

You know, Stephen Jay Gould's
"non-overlapping magisteria"

posits that science
and religion reside

in separate and discreet realms.

Well, that's a
comfortable arrangement.

Nothing very comfortable
about life, though, is there?

You know, I guess that I
came to the conclusion that,

to understand why we're here,

it takes more than
scientific inquiry.

Yeah, see... I can't
make that leap.

Really?

Okay, so,

the most basic
act of faith is love.

And I've seen enough of
you and Professor Ramanujan

to suspect that you're
thoroughly leaping.

Perhaps the start
of a longer journey.

What do you see
in there, Charles?

The zeroes and ones

are degrees,
minutes and seconds.

These are latitude and
longitude coordinates.

(typing rapidly)

Charles, that's the
Temple of the Mount.

So this is Jerusalem?

It's the Via Dolorosa...
Uh, the "Way of the Cross."

And these are all stops along
Christ's route to crucifixion.

Yeah, but I don't understand

what that has to
do with the killer.

Graphic overlay.
Graphic overlay.

Really? Yeah.

You're sure? Well,
just look at the maps.

Here, this is the killer's path,

okay, and this
is Christ's route.

Watch how they
overlay almost exactly.

See that? Yeah.

Now this is the
rest of Christ's route.

If our killer is trying
to create his own

Via Dolorosa here
in Los Angeles,

based on a similar
array of coordinates,

we can then assign probabilities

to where he will
most likely hit next.

Right, right. I want you
to think of something.

The killer gave
us six GPS points,

there's only been five murders.

The additional location maps

to the start of Christ's route.

I think the first body
you guys found wasn't

the killer's first victim.

Right, there's got
to be a Victim Zero.

Jerusalem?

Yeah, the killer in Don's case

seems to be confusing
his life with that of Christ.

Ugh, Dad...

I'm swamped.

I hope that's not
another problem set.

Well, actually,
it's the same one.

Which I already
solved. Well, that's just it.

How am I gonna learn
anything if you do all the work?

Dad... Look, I know
you're busy, Charlie...

Yeah, with a
murder investigation.

I just want you to treat me

like you would any
of your students.

Um...

um, teach me.

Okay.

I will. But not now.

I got to get back to this.

Okay.

Victim Zero?

Mary Velasco, 29.

Found murdered in her
apartment three months ago.

She was tortured.

Words "Magdalene Whore"
were painted on her wall.

Mary Magdalene.

Some people think she
was the 13th Apostle.

Initial suspect was her
boyfriend, Clay Porter.

COLBY: Former marine.

Neighbors reported
violent arguments,

he accused her
of cheating on him

when he was deployed,
but he was released

for lack of evidence.

DAVID: Porter was part

of a unit suspected of
torturing Iraqi detainees.

Killing his girlfriend
could've been the trigger

for revisiting violent impulses.

He was also described
as an expert marksman.

So the shot that killed Jared
Parr would've been easy for him.

Manager says
he's a model tenant.

Quiet, pays his rent on time.

Yeah, and Son of Sam's
the employee of the month.

You want to ask the manager

why his model tenant
changed the locks?

Clear.

Yeah, here, too.

COLBY: You know, not to
diss his decorating sense,

but I have definitely seen
obsession done better.

Yeah, we know
he loves his Bible.

(indistinct radio communication)
Yep, and his crime.

Long lens.

He's been watching his victims.

He doesn't just like
watching his victims.

He likes watching us.

(tires squealing)

(groaning)

You okay? Yeah.

You all right?
I'm all right, man.

LAPD found Porter's truck,
abandoned, no sign of him.

We tracked down
the tattoo artist

who did the number grid design

on Jared Parr's arm.

Tomas Barrios.

The tattoo parlor is
right around the corner

from Mary Velasco's apartment.

Also, Jared Parr's sister said

that his religious
tattoos weren't his idea.

Someone talked him into it.

Clay Porter?

All right, let's talk
to this Tomas guy.

(heavy metal rock music playing)

♪ Turn your back on me... ♪

Tomas quit on me a
couple of days ago.

Know where we can find him?

He's got a stable of
girls who put him up.

Recognize this guy?

Tomas did work on him, I think.

All right. What about him?

Can't say I do.

This Tomas's work over here?

Kid's a hell of an artist.

Da Vinci with a needle, but

he's a flake.

You see him, you tell
him he owes me rent.

I'm not running a charity here.

That door out there in the
back leads out to the alley?

Yeah. Why?

Just curious.

(camera shutter clicking)

Show me your hand.

Right now!

Slowly.

On the wheel.

DON: In your apartment,
we found your clippings

and your Bible verses.

We also found these.

It's interesting, huh?

Is it a crime to
take photographs?

Depends on the subject matter.

You like that feeling, though?

You like the power?
Watching people

beg and plead.

I know your type.

Yeah, what type is that?

Type of man who
doesn't like limits.

Type of man who knows

exactly how far you can push

the human spirit
before the body breaks.

You don't know anything.

I know you.

We're giving you a chance
here to avoid death row.

Forensics is going to come back

from your apartment,
from your truck.

Now, nobody's that careful.

I didn't do anything.

Except watch you guys

and follow the case.

For Mary, I wanted
to see justice done.

DON: So, that's all

you did, you just watched us?

MEGAN: We know about Iraq.

That must have been a rush.

Getting to decide who lives

and who dies and who suffers.

You are out of line.

You're going to tell me
you don't see Mary's face

every night begging you to stop?

Are we done here?

Yeah. We're done.

(metal chair scraping on floor)

Let's go.

DON: What are you doing?

I mean, are you trying
to blow the whole thing?

You were totally
out of line in there.

I've seen you go at
suspects just as hard.

You want to tell me you
were out of line then?

(footfalls approaching)

So, uh, how's the case going?

I'm taking a break.

My homework?

What'd you do, make a mistake?

Yeah. I was a lousy
teacher. No, come on.

Look, Charlie, you
don't have to do this...

No, I do have to do it,

and believe me, I am busy,

but that's why I'm
making notes for later,

so that, when I have the
time, you and I can sit down

and go through it all.

Thanks.

We didn't get many chances.

Hmm?

The whole parent
helping the kid out

with his homework thing.

I don't know.

I remember, uh,
making some dioramas.

(laughs softly)

Yeah.

I'm not sure Einstein's father
was much help to him, either.

Well, I just see it now

as a teacher, that
satisfaction comes not

from having all the answers,

but from watching
others find them.

And you missed out on that.

And this is why you're
helping me with my homework?

Yeah.

Don't expect any dioramas.

You know, Smart
Charlie, I've spent 30 years

learning to live with.

Wise Charlie could take
some getting used to.

(chuckles)

DAVID: Who do we have,
guy from the flash drive?

Nope. Tomas Barrios,
our tattoo artist.

Ran his list of girlfriends.

He'd been staying here.

This girl's a model.

She's been in Europe since July.

How'd he die?

Multiple stab
wounds, large blade.

Martyred like the
Apostle Thomas.

No bible verse,
no tattoo this time,

but take a look at this.

(grunts)

This guy's been dead
a couple of months.

Now, the tattoo
parlor owner said

he quit a couple
of days ago, right?

Yeah.

He lied.

(glass breaking)

To the right!

MAN: It's clear!

No, he's gone.

(panting)

And we got a door.

DAVID: Da Vinci with a needle.

Yeah, he was
talking about himself.

(sobbing)

("Requiem" playing)

Why are you doing this?

You were chosen.

Please... We were
talking to this guy.

We had him.

(crying)

All-nighter?

I just keep looking for
something that we missed.

Our guy grabbed Nathaniel
Greene 48 hours ago

and no body's turned up yet,

so, it's a good thing, I guess.

I just can't believe
I was so wrong.

Not to pile on,

but a friend of mine
pulled his Pentagon file.

An inquiry found Clay Porter
innocent of charges in Iraq.

Actually, it turns out he was
the guy who blew the whistle.

When I was on
assignment for the DOJ...

you know what I was doing?

I can guess.

CIA recruited
shrinks, behaviorists,

to advise on interrogation
of detainees at GITMO

and other places.

I thought I knew what I
was getting myself into.

I asked Don if I
could come back.

You know, you can lose
your faith around here.

It's pretty easy.

But, uh, I figure the only
way things might get better

is if people like you
and I don't run away.

Hang in there, Megan.

Using the overlay maps, I
was able to generate a hot zone

following Via Dolorosa.

Uh-huh, so what's the problem?

This... the latest victim.

Well, well off the chosen path.

He's following his
own Way of the Cross.

To resurrection.

It's the number 153 again.

So, in the Bible, Christ
appears to the disciples

after the resurrection.

He tells them to
cast out their nets

and they catch 153 fish.

And it happened on
the Sea of Tiberias.

Which roughly corresponds
to our latest crime scene. Yeah.

CHARLIE: After
Christ's resurrection,

what happens next?

ALEX: It's the Ascension.

Christ ascends into Heaven,
is seated at the right hand.

So, what, we look
to the heavens?

Well, he prefers
abandoned buildings.

Perhaps an office tower?

(typing, computer trilling)

CHARLIE: Or a church.

You said that the number 888

was associated
with Christ. Mm-hmm.

Yeah, Nathaniel Greene
was our eigth victim.

And eight blocks from
the last crime scene

is the Church of Christ...
It's the Ascension.

If that part of
town is a grid...

X-Y coordinates.

Eighth victim,

8-by-8 square block area.

That completes the Trinity.

Then we should
be looking here...

for an abandoned building.

("Requiem" playing)

All right, John, take
it easy, take it easy.

Take it easy now.

You don't want to do this, John.

No, no, no, no, no...
You have to leave.

I'm not finished. It's
in the name of God.

DON: We're going
to work this out, okay?

He's your apostle, John.
You don't want to hurt him.

You need to be
quiet, blasphemer.

DON: John, listen, what do you
want? You want to walk out of here,

you want a car, you
want a plane? Just tell me.

You have nothing that I want.

(gunshot)

What are you doing?!

Roll on your back.

("Requiem" swells in volume)

♪ ♪

(music fades)

They had to die.

They had to give their
lives to me, like my Judas.

He didn't give you his
life, John, you took it.

What are you talking about?

I didn't shoot Jared, you did.

Why are you lying to me?

(gunshot)

Sniper! Sniper!

Side two! Side two!

COLBY: Well... looks
like Porter got his justice.

Yeah, he shot Jared Parr.

And now Corcoran.

He used us to find them both.

We checked out Clay
Porter's apartment.

Yeah, the guy's cleared out.

He's probably in Mexico, right?

Hey, Don. Hey.

Um, about yesterday...

Hey, don't sweat it. I
mean, I understand.

Seriously. Actually, come here.

Guys.

Look, uh...

you know, we've
all be through a lot.

Had each other's
backs too long to start

changing things around now.

And Colby here has
asked to stick around.

I don't really
want to let him go,

so... welcome back, brother.

302s on my desk
by 8:00, all right?

(elevator bell dings)

is actually
mathematically perfect.

Have you been there before?

Well, no, but I'd like to
take you there one day.

Be very sweet. That is sweet.

Hey, there they are.
Hey. You guys ready?

Yeah. Let's hope we can
actually make it to dessert this time.

Well, guess what,
dinner's on me.

Because I got my first
check from my publisher.

How about we get to
pick the restaurant then?

Check's not that big.

Actually, I was thinking
that we could do something

more casual, like a
barbeque at the house.

Yeah, yeah, that's sounds good.

Kick back and have a few beers.

Yeah, all right. I think
that does sound good.

Maybe I'll show you the
garage or something like that.

CHARLIE: Uh, what?

Actually, sorry, it's
my turn for the garage.

No, no, no, no, no.

All right, well,
how about we flip?

No, it's my turn.

I've been waiting 15
years for that garage.

No way, dude.
We're not going to flip.

That's one of those
magic coins Call it.

That you used to use
when we were kids... tails.