Numb3rs (2005–2010): Season 5, Episode 19 - Animal Rites - full transcript

(laughing)

Dogboy!

♪ I don't need anyone ♪

♪ Don't need no mom and dad ♪

Dogboy! ♪ Don't
need pretty face ♪

♪ Don't need no human race ♪
(barking)

♪ I got some news for you ♪

(barking)

It's okay. You're free.

♪ I got my devil machine ♪

We are freeing
these innocent beings



from the depths of hell.

♪ Sonic reducer,
ain't no loser ♪

♪ Got my sonic
reducer, ain't no loser ♪

MAN: Come on,
man. We got to hurry.

Wait till all the animals
are out of the building

before we set these off.

(barking)

Come on, let's go.

Let's go. Get out. Come on.

♪ People out on the streets ♪
MAN: Come on!

♪ They don't know who I am ♪
(barking)

♪ I watch them from my room ♪

♪ They all just pass me by ♪

♪ But I'm not just anyone ♪



That's it. They're free. ♪
Said I'm not just anyone ♪

♪ I got my devil machine ♪

♪ Got my electronic dream ♪ It's
me. What's the matter? Want to go?

Come on, man.
What are you doing?

Come on! ♪ Sonic
reducer, ain't no loser ♪

These animals
are suffering abuse.

They have no freedom,

which is their basic
right as living beings.

We're releasing
these healthy animals

before the professors can
inject them with disease

and dope them up with drugs.

♪ Then I'll be ten feet tall ♪

♪ And you'll be nothing at all ♪

♪ I got my devil machine ♪

♪ I got my electronic dream ♪

Rat guillotine.

Destroy it, man. Damage
the misery machine.

♪ Sonic reducer,
ain't no loser ♪

What the hell are
you doing in here?!

We demand you stop
torturing living beings.

You don't know
what you're doing.

Are you insane?!

(glass breaking)
♪ Sonic reducer ♪

(body thuds on floor)
♪ Sonic reducer. ♪

(squeaking)

Hey, did you shuffle
these cards enough?

My hand is sucky.

(scoffs) Blame the dealer.

Classic.

AMITA: Okay.

I'm in for five.

Me, too. How many?

ALAN: Okay, get it while

it's still pizza.

Three. Make this the last hand.

We have to eat.

LARRY: Nikki makes
a critical point there.

Persi Diaconis of Stanford

proved that a minimum
of five shuffles are required

for a deck to become random.

Of course, that's random

in the sense of
variation distance

described by Markov
chain mixing time,

but I suppose

in this room, seven
shuffles are sufficient FAPP.

FAPP?

Yeah. For all
practical purposes.

ALAN: Well, for all
practical purposes,

where are Don and
Charlie with the beer?

I don't know.

I'll bet another five.

Well, that's a sizable pot.

Yeah, all right.

I'll see you five.

Yeah. I'll raise you ten.

Thought you had a bad hand.

High stakes.

I'll call.

Well, it's gonna be like that,

you'd better deal me in.

Well played, Betancourt.

What do you mean?

Yeah.

Three queens.

ALAN: Whoa!

You know, that little
trick only works once.

(laughs)

(phone whistles tune)

CHARLIE: Hey!

Who's thirsty? ALAN:
Hey, finally, huh?

What's going on? Who's winning?

ALAN: Ah, it's over.

We're teaching
Nikki how to play.

DON: Yeah, all right.

I'll get in on some
of that. Beer?

Oh, come on. Pizza,
pizza. I made it.

DON: All right,
I'll have a slice.

That was Lorna Ludlow.

Nelson Horowitz has just
been attacked in his lab.

What? Who's that?

He's a biology
professor at CalSci.

Lawrence, I can't believe this.

Dr. Lorna Ludlow, this is
Don and Charles Eppes.

Lorna's an immunologist
working on Avian Flu.

Yeah. I've seen you across
the room at faculty meetings.

So, you work in this building?

I do. I'm the first name
on the emergency call list.

A janitor found poor Nelson,
and I came right away.

They've not let me into his lab,

but I've seen all the
rest of the damage.

What did the attackers do

besides spray-painting
the walls?

LORNA: Experimental animals

from all the labs on this floor
have been taken or released.

It's a... It's a
devastating blow.

The loss of our animals is going

to affect our work for years.

(gasps) Can't we... Can't
we get him out of there?

(camera shutter clicks)

Oh. Nelson.

(gasps) Oh, no...

(camera shutter clicks)

Professor Nelson David Horowitz.

Unfortunately, he decided
to work late last night.

Researching the effects of,
uh, stress and PTSD on rats,

trying to find a treatment

for trauma victims
and war veterans.

LIZ: He was immobilized
with a bright light

in his eyes... exactly
what he did to the rats.

DAVID: But the coroner only
found superficial wounds on his body,

so, we think he died of a
heart attack or stroke after

being left in the cage.

Well, he died
during a crime, so...

It-it's murder.

Well, whoever did this
doesn't know he's dead,

so we should probably
try to keep it that way.

If Horowitz was targeted
for his work with animals,

it's not only murder;
it's domestic terrorism.

They also found an
unignited incendiary device

in one of the labs...

A gasoline-filled
plastic milk jug.

LIZ: I'd guess

the attackers were surprised
by the professor and fled

before they could set it off.

Or they found a better
statement to make.

NIKKI: Instructions

on making one of
these little gadgets...

On a Web site for
Animal Rights Rebels.

ARR.

DAVID: Militant
group. Uh, they believe

in animals and arson.

Call themselves ecoterrorists.

They encourage people to release
animals and destroy property.

Underground,
anonymous, worldwide.

Let's see if there's a
local group or something.

No chapters, no cells.

People log on to the ARR

Web site, and they
act on their own.

Can you take that down, please?

He was a colleague.

Come here. Take a walk with me.

No, it's not
necessary. I'm sorry.

I know I seem a
bit emotional. Um,

I have a very clear
plan on how to help.

Well, Charlie, I need
some coffee. Come on.

Check around, see if anyone
has taken credit, all right?

I'm okay. I'll all right.

All right, good. So,
what's your plan?

I want to implant
a hidden program

on Web servers where
animal activists meet up.

And we capture relevant data,

like references to
CalSci's animal research,

or finding homes for dogs
that have been released

from labs, or bragging
about caging a man.

What are you going to do,

eavesdrop on every one of
these groups that's on the Net?

Well, I'm adapting
a new program.

It's called PIR...

Private Information Retrieval.

It's an N-gram analysis.

It's like a keyword
search on steroids.

Mm-hmm.

The pertinent part is something
called oblivious transfer.

So, say I'm looking
for a rare vinyl LP.

A mistaken release of
Bob Dylan's second album,

which has four extra songs

deleted from all other pressings
for being too controversial.

Now, only 30 copies
of this thing exist.

I want the record,
but I don't want

to alert anyone
to its great value,

so I hire secret shoppers
to go to every record store

and buy up every
record they can find.

Then I listen to each one to see
which one has the extra songs.

The secret shoppers don't
know why I want the album;

the stores don't know
that I've been trawling

for a valuable part
of their collection;

and I don't know anything
about their inventory

except precisely
what I'm looking for.

So, we're all oblivious to
each other's information

with one very narrow exception.

One of the rarest
records of all time.

I can only see data
that meets my criteria.

Everything else remains private.

So, the person who killed Nelson

will never know we observed him.

Is that legal?

Uh, it's not illegal.

The technology's
ahead of the law.

All right, well, I'll get
working on a warrant.

How well did you know this guy?

We were on a committee
together a few years ago.

He was a funny guy.
He was really funny.

Kind of reminded
me of Dad a little bit.

I'm okay.

You know, it's
just really weird.

My campus is supposed
to be an ivory tower,

but we keep getting
invaded by the outside world.

My organization doesn't
support criminal attacks.

We do not

condone violence against any
animal, human or non-human.

Okay, so who does?

Nobody.

In over 20 years, no one
has been injured or killed

by animal rights people.

Until last night.

This incident has Animal
Rights Rebels written all over it.

(sighs)

They're radical.
They're underground.

They're not us.

LIZ: Come on.

You must know who's
involved with them locally.

Give us a name. I can't do that.

I don't know who attacked
the university last night.

That's not what we're asking.

We just want to know
where the local extremists are.

But I'll tell you whoever
did this is an amateur.

If they were really serious
about helping animals,

they'd target factory farms.

That's where the majority
of animals are being tortured.

LIZ: Where do the
amateurs hang out?

DAVID: Come on.

They already killed someone,

and they are hurting your cause.

(sighs)

There's an Internet café on
Allen Boulevard in Altadena.

Thank you.

Yeah.

Nelson was close
to a new protocol

for posttraumatic
stress syndrome.

Last January,

more active duty soldiers
in Iraq committed suicide

than died in combat.

Now, if Nelson's PTSD
work could prevent a suicide,

is that worth the
lives of 500 rats?

Other researchers

who lost their animals last
night were working on cures

for HIV, malaria,
coronary disease.

And it doesn't only impact them.

An attack like this would
have a chilling effect

on many researchers.

Well, we need to
figure out bird flu

before it kills 40
million people.

And who's going
to choose to do that

if they risk being
murdered in their own labs?

Lorna, I am concerned
that your name

is listed on the ARR Web site.

Yeah, they protested twice

outside my apartment last year,

screaming, "Lorna
Ludlow tortures animals."

They cracked the
windshield of my car.

I had to move.

You track birds;
you don't kill them.

Nuances are lost
on these people.

Hey, get me a... mochaccino.

Bathroom in back?

Uh, one latte, one mochaccino.

Soy milk okay?

We don't use
animal products here.

Sure.

NIKKI: Do you need a password

to use your Wi-Fi? Veganbeat.

One word.

(beeping)

The funny thing is, I...

I don't know where I stand.

I'm pro-research,

but I'm also pro-animal.

Rats show empathy
for another rat in pain.

They're social.

They learn.

Some wild rodents
who mate for life

feel grief when they're
separated from their partner.

Now, knowing all
this, is it still okay

to use them as supplies in a
lab in order to save a human life?

I won't presume to answer
the unanswerable, but...

you know, I really
admire you for your brave,

questioning mind.

Why is the FBI keeping
Nelson's death a secret?

I really don't know.

Assumed it was in order to
catch the culprits more quickly.

It's strange...

for the school not to know yet.

Well, over time, I have come

to rely on the FBI's instincts.

Distrust my own, I suppose.

Hey.

See this?

BARISTA: Yeah, I
heard. MAN: You going?

I'm working.

Too bad.

Latte.

Mochaccino.

Where is he going?

Excuse me?

It sounded like something
cool was happening.

I'm just, uh...

(chuckles) Really?

He's like 17.

Busted.

MAN (over radio):
South hall is secure.

It's odd having

so much security here at school.

I know.

It will calm down again soon.

All right, I've got three more

Web sites where I can implant

Private Information
Retrieval. We're already

getting a lot of
alerts, Charlie.

From Animal Rights Rebels?

No, we're getting hits on these
innocuous message boards.

That's weird.

Someone just posted

a video with
"CalSci" in the title.

(dogs barking)

We are freeing these innocent
beings from the depths of hell.

These animals
are suffering abuse.

They have no freedom,

which is their basic
right as living beings.

NELSON: What the hell
are you doing in here?

MAN: We demand you
stop torturing living beings.

See if you can find
out who posted that.

I'm going to call Don.

(commotion outside)

What is that?

Hey, listen... So
someone posted a video

of the attack online.

Charlie, there's something
going on out there.

Hold on.

Backup needed at the
southwest courtyard.

(people squawking, whooping)

Oh, my God.

(squawking, whooping)

(cackling)

(clamoring)

Is this a prank? I don't know.

It could be... or
not. Hey, listen.

There's a crowd of
people down here.

They're swarming
the biology building.

All right, I'll call you back.

What is this? What's going on?

MAN (over bullhorn):
Animal liberation!

Animal liberation!
Free the animals!

Look, this is weird,
Charlie. There's Larry.

Lock the building.

They're not actually
trying to get in.

(hooting)

(explosion, glass shattering)

(screaming)

It's okay. You all right? Yeah.

(overlapping chatter)

MAN: Make sure we
check the structure...

outside the door.

(sirens blaring)

AMITA: This was a flash mob.

Yeah, a flash mob
used as a decoy

while someone set
fire to one of the labs.

Did you see anyone
come out of the building?

They're long gone.

You guys all right?

(sighs with relief)

OFFICER: Sir,
apprehended one of them.

Hey, where do I know you from?

James Arthur, 19,

unemployed.

I'm a student part-time.

Where?

I'm sitting out a semester.

You're a dropout bum.

Where were you two nights ago?

Hanging out.

We're freeing these
innocent beings...

Is that you? No.

Well, it looks like you.

Same ski mask you
had on last night.

Hey, that could be anybody.

Last night, it was a joke.

It was a flash mob.

And what is that exactly?

A mob of people come together.

They do something
weird, then they disappear.

You organize it?

You know, so someone
could firebomb a lab

while the rest of you
distract campus security?

No way.

No, I saw it on a message board.

It was just something
to do. Really?

Yeah, yeah, on an
L.A. vegan forum.

Check it out.

I didn't post it.

Were you at the café yesterday?

Sit tight.

NIKKI: Hey, you
hearing what I'm hearing?

Yeah, a flash mob on
a message board. Yeah.

I'll get online
and check it out.

The geniuses are already on it.

So, someone used this
flash mob as a decoy.

Any idea who?

Well, the screen
name for the person

that posted the
notice is DogBoy88.

Yeah, we traced the server back

to a computer at
the VeganBeat Café.

CHARLIE: Right, but
we've rewritten our filters

for the PIR program.

The Dylan thing you were
telling me about. That's right.

We tracked DogBoy88
through idiosyncratic phrases

in his e-mail messages.

Comparing his
writing to the other 231

relevant screen
names we've gathered.

CHARLIE: People
have habits of speech

and writing that
they're unaware of.

Charlie, one screen name
from our list, MacroJL,

is never online at the same time

as DogBoy88.

All right, well, scroll down.

CHARLIE: Yeah, MacroJL logs in

within seconds of
DogBoy88 logging off.

It's like Superman
and Clark Kent.

Never at the same place

at the same time.

Same person.

How definite you think it is?

We can work out
some probabilities.

DogBoy88

and MacroJL also share

several key verbal phrases.

CHARLIE: The technical
term for this kind of thing

is "mighty suspicious."

Okay, let's get him, right?

Josh Skinner, aka DogBoy88.

Nice digs.

Tax records say he's 23.

I guess DogBoy is
staying with the folks.

Yes? FBI, ma'am.

Agent Sinclair...
This is Agent Warner.

We need to talk
with Josh Skinner.

He isn't here.
What's he done now?

What do you mean,
"What's he done?"

My son is off his meds again.

Off his meds?

Josh is schizophrenic,
Agent Sinclair,

so whatever he's done,
it's because he's sick.

He's not a criminal;
he's a sick child.

What's the trouble this time?

He posted something online,
and we just want to talk to him.

Is, uh... is that Josh

right there?

His father died in 2006.

Josh was diagnosed

nine months later.

Do you know where he is?

Should be in class.

He's an undergrad at CalSci.

(dog barking)

Josh brought this little
guy home last night.

He wants to release
him into the wild.

CHARLIE: According to his file,

Josh Skinner is in a history
of science lecture right now.

And where is
that? It's this way.

Okay, so what's the
deal with this kid?

CHARLIE: Let's see.

He's a philosophy major

with a minor in...

math.

What? There's been some evidence

to suggest that
mathematical ability

correlates with schizophrenia.

Really?

The same gene.

People who are predisposed
to higher abstract thinking

are often quite vulnerable
to mental illness.

Like, uh, John Nash
in A Beautiful Mind.

Yeah, and, you know, Nash
hated taking his medication

'cause it prevented
him from doing math.

It's possible that Josh is
facing the same dilemma.

So, uh, the... the
meds, they dull his mind.

Yeah, but without them,

he won't be able
to grasp reality.

If he called for a flash mob,

he's got some
sense of what's what.

Well, stress can trigger
unpredictable behavior.

Listen, I would just suggest

approaching him as
calmly as possible.

Okay?

Um... building's open.

Yeah, well, you know,
CalSci is determined

not to buckle to these attacks.

Lecture hall is
on the first floor.

All right, we'll take
it from here, Charlie.

FEMALE LECTURER: Though
Galileo Galilei conducted research

by using experiments,

he argued his ideas in the
form of pure mathematics,

a daring and creative evolution

of the scientific method.

Galileo gave us math

as proof and
predictor of reality.

(inaudible whisper)

That's it for today.

Next week, Descartes' unfinished

Rules for the
Direction of the Mind.

Excuse me.

(screams) (screams)

Take it easy. FBI!

FBI!

(panicked shouting)

CLOUD: Move it! Move it!

I see you.

You can't hide.
DAVID: Easy, Josh.

Calm down, buddy.

(echoing): Just calm down, okay?

Take it easy.

(gunshot, screaming)

Get down!

(students screaming)

(gunshot)

(professor screaming)

CLOUD: What are you doing?

Stop shooting.

DAVID: Hey, calm down.

Don't move! Let him go.

I don't think so. Let him go.

Stay back.

JOSH: Stay back.

Just take it easy, Josh, okay?

We can work this out.

(screams) Don't move.

I won't.

Solid core double door.

Single key with
a dead bolt lock.

He got off two shots.

Four left in that revolver.

Josh, we want a
peaceful outcome here.

DAVID: We don't want
anybody to get hurt.

DAVID: Okay, how do we do that?

You tried to kill me.

Josh, we came to talk to you.

Right... right, talk to me...

talk to me with guns.

(dialing)

Who's the other kid?

Students ID'd him as
Cloud Jamieson, freshman.

Background check came up empty.

DON: So no windows, huh?

No sniper shot. What
about the back room?

What's this along here?

That's a wet wall,

where they run plumbing
and electrical lines.

Great, I can get in here.

David, listen to me. I
want you to keep them

(over radio): near the door, okay;
we're gonna come in through the back.

I'll cut my way in here.

All right, Scotty,
Petey, you go with her.

DAVID: Josh,

let's work this out.

Okay, buddy, I
know you're scared.

Cloud Jamieson,

how you doing in there?

I...

Don't talk to him.

I want a camera.

I want a video camera
with a live feed to the media

so that people can see
the atrocity against animals

that's happening in here.
Don't point that at me, man.

A video camera... I
can work on that for you.

They want a video camera;
all right, we got one in the truck.

We're gonna give this guy
what he wants? No, we're gonna

use it as a bargaining
chip. Run and get it, all right?

DON: Hey. CHARLIE: Hey.

So Larry's got
Lorna on the phone.

She's in the room

behind the lab. What?

The office behind
the lab where Josh is.

Okay, here's Don.

Lorna, how you doing?

Okay.

They have Professor
Sharad Varma.

He's... he's bleeding

but conscious. All right,

ju-just try and stay calm.

Where are they in the room?

Sharad and the
student with the gun are

on the north side.

Sharad's on the floor.

The other student...
He's moving around.

Okay, Lorna, there is a vent

somewhere on the floor in there.

Okay, you think you
can get down into it?

It's bolted shut.

All right, hang tight.

I'm gonna get someone
in there for you, all right?

Just keep her on the line.

You know, Amita and I are going

to go through Josh's
student writing.

We're going to get insight
into how his mind works.

All right, good. Let me
know if there's any triggers

I should avoid
all right? All right.

(garbled radio chatter)

Josh, how is the
professor doing?

Can you tell me that?

I'm not talking to you.
I'm not talking to you.

I'm not talking to you.

You're an assassin.

I can't let you into my brain.

(stammering): Josh, I am working

on that camera for
you. Shut up. Shut up.

DON: Amita.

He's never going
to get his trust.

Give me a crack at him.

You? You ever done this?

No. What you should
do is get me hooked up

to the phone in
there, all right?

David,

I want you to stand
down. DAVID: Roger that.

I'm only agitating him.

DON: All right, I
got it from here.

Liz, how are you doing?

We're almost

in the wall.

Lorna said

he's breaking things.

There's too many voices. Josh,

come on, we got
to figure this out.

This is out of control.

PROFESSOR: Don't worry.

Nobody will make you do
anything you don't want to, Josh.

Josh... why is everyone
saying my name?

Josh, Josh, Josh.

My name...

is Sharad.

Sharad.

JOSH: What kind of name is that?

Hindu.

Indian. You should
revere animals.

I do.

I am a vegetarian.

So you don't eat them,
but torturing them is fine?

No, I don't believe in torture.

You work in this building.

I've seen you.

Do you experiment with animals?

I take good care of my animals.

You torment them for a living.

You inject them with disease,

then you cut them open
to see what you've done.

There's a holocaust
going on in this building,

and I'm gonna stop it.

Josh.

Oh, my, God, they're
going to kill Sharad.

Don't.

Don't do that, please.
SHARAD: Lorna,

what are you doing here?

You see her?

Is she really here?

Yeah, man, she's really here.

You can't trick me.

Don, she went in there.

LARRY: She's in there right now.

LORNA: I just want to
check on Professor Varma.

He's bleeding.

Sharad.

SHARAD: Stop!

Who's in there?
Who else is in there?

You were supposed to check, man.

I did.

It's empty; she was hiding.
JOSH: All right, duct-tape the vents

and the doors to make sure they
can't get their cameras in here.

No light.

Everything you do is hidden.

Well, I'm gonna torture you

like you torture your
lab animals, just like I did

to the old man.

You killed him.

No, we didn't. He died.

He's dead. You killed him!

He deserved it and so do you.

(grunts)

(breathing heavily)

(screams)

Describe your work.

You slice open animal brains?
You sew their eyes open?

What's your torture?

(phone ringing)

JOSH: Who is it?

Josh, this is Don
Eppes; I'm with the FBI.

I'd like to work things
out with you here,

and I-I got you that
camera you were asking for.

Is that so?

Does it have a bomb in it?

No, and I can promise you

I won't lie to you, Josh, but
I want to trade the camera

for Professor Varma so we can get
him some medical help. What about

the live video feed?

I got the camera right now,

so how about we start there?

Let's not. (line disconnects)

Lie to him.

I mean, fake a live feed.

You never lie to them,
Nikki. That's the first rule.

We get the camera in there,
we can see what's going on.

It seems like a reasonable plan.

Lying's always worked

for me. Well,

these kind of
negotiations are different.

Why don't you go
relieve David, okay?

Send him back here, please.

So tell me, what
are the probabilities

everybody walks out alive?

That's the goal, Larry.

Yeah.

(sighs)

All right, I will
check in with Charlie

and see if he's got anything
on this very troubled young man.

What are we doing?

CHARLIE: You know,
his papers are riddled

with inductive
argument fallacies,

but his math is so creative,

so original.

It's just terribly sad
to lose a mind like this

to mental illness. In this one,

he uses reason to prove
that reason is not valuable.

I think there's a
larger intention.

Here is an ecological model
of the prisoner's dilemma

constructed to prove that
altruism in animals exceeds

that of humans.

What do you think
he's getting at?

Schizophrenics often feel

like they have a
direct line to the divine.

Josh Skinner's god seems

to be animals.

I respect animals, you know.

Do you have any pets?

I have a dog.

You shouldn't own a pet

any more than you
should own a slave.

You're destroying his soul.

(phone ringing)

Hello?

Josh, I'm not even going

to discuss a live feed
with you until you give me

Professor Varma.

No, he has to
confess his crimes first

on camera.

All right, I'll give
you the camera.

You open the door,

I'll give it to you.

Sure.

Come on in. DON: All right,
Let's just stay calm now, Josh.

I'm calm.

You calm?

(overlapping chatter)

I'll get in the door and
then I'll just see the layout.

I won't call it unless

the situation gets compromised.

(garbled radio transmission)

DAVID: Liz, how are you doing?

Almost there.

(grunts)

I surrender, man!

I'm non-violent!

Where are you going,
man? They're dangerous.

I didn't mean to kill anybody!
I didn't sign up for this!

Josh, we're coming in now.

Nice and easy.

JOSH: What are
you doing with him?

Don't hurt him. He's scared.

Okay? We're not
gonna hurt anybody.

Just relax. Here's

the camera, right?

Just like I promised.

I'd like to get the
professor some help.

Sarah?

What are you doing here?

Hey, Josh.

Hey. How you doing?

Uh, fi... I'm great.

Wait, wait, wait.

How-how did you know I was here?

Did you see it on the news?

Yeah. Yeah, I did.

Okay, here's the camera.

All right? I'm just
gonna put it down.

Relax.

I'm gonna put it
down right here,

and we're gonna go, okay?

Okay?

We're going.

Sarah, you're
going to stay, right?

Yeah, sure, I am.

No, she's got to come with me.

Sarah stays. I can't do that.

NIKKI: Okay.

Okay. I got this.

Get out!

Close the door.

Let's talk for a
minute, all right?

I can't believe you
came to help me.

All right, so, uh,
who should we kill?

Nobody, Josh.

(echoing): Let's, uh...

Let's put our guns
down, all right?

You first.

DAVID (over radio):
Heads up, Liz.

Nikki is in the room with them.

What's Nikki doing in there?

Skinner thinks she's someone
named Sarah, which means

he is dangerously out of
touch with reality, okay?

Use extreme caution.

Right.

All right, guys, listen up now.

He's got Lorna
here in the center

with a gun to her head.

He's got the professor
here on the four side.

Now, Nikki is by the door.

Right? So, we're gonna
be going in behind her.

Okay. My access point
is straight into the lab,

but I'm going in blind,
so I wait for your go.

DAVID: Now, Liz,

you're coming in
behind Skinner, okay?

Nikki may be firing
in your direction.

All right, got
it. I'll stay low.

DON: So, Liz is
gonna be coming in

from here then, right?
There's an access here.

Got it? Let's go. Move, move.

Should we give Nikki a-a
chance to talk him down?

No way, David. She's
in way over her head.

Josh, hey, let's you and
me get out of here, huh?

I thought you were going
to help me. I can't leave.

I mean, this is the most
important day of my life.

I'm exposing them.

All right, let's go talk
about it. Talk about what?

Slaughter in the
name of science?

The screams of the animals

in these labs? No. I know.

I just think we should, you
know, take a breath, okay?

Okay, your face
is turning colors

like it always
does when you lie.

Why are you pointing
that gun at me?

Let's put them both down, okay?

They turned you.

Oh, my God.

(sighs)

I thought you were
pure like the animals,

but you're just another
corrupt Homo sapien.

Confess before you pass out.

What kind of work do you do?

(sighs)

Researching a vaccine for HIV.

On what animals?

Tell me!

I can look it up.

Rhesus macaques.

They have, like, 99%
the same DNA as humans.

How can you do
that?! Stop, all right?

I don't want to
shoot you, but I will.

I'm not going to let
you kill anybody, Josh.

Traitor.

(sighs)

Are you even really here?

She's really here, Josh.

Wh... Why should I believe you?

(panting)

So, what's underneath Josh
Skinner's twisted thinking

is belief that animals
have higher spiritual powers

than human beings.

He seems to really
despise human beings

as being inferior and corrupt.

One might surmise
that from the fact

that he's holding
several of them hostage,

but how does that help us?

He believes animals are gods.

And what does a
believer do for a god?

Ah! Obey.

JOSH: Say it. Tell the truth!

LORNA: I study the migratory

patterns of birds

and outbreaks of avian flu.

You kill birds! No.

I will shoot you.
Tell the truth.

You cut them open. You
kill birds. I don't kill birds.

Liar! Say it.

You cut their beaks off,

you torture them. I hear

their screams in
this building. Lorna.

I am pro-research,
and I am pro-animal.

You can't be both.

(gun chamber
clicking) NIKKI: Josh!

(door opening)

Hey.

Hey, where did you come from?

JOSH: No!

Arms behind your back.

(mumbles)

Don't hurt the dog!

The dog is safe.

You okay?

Glad to see you.

Yeah. Sure.

Hey, that was close,
but it worked out.

Well, you screwed up.

Look, I was improvising in
a highly dynamic situation.

I don't care. Want to do
this, learn how to do it right.

You all right?

(sighs)

Having the dog come
in was so insightful.

Who thought of it?

LARRY: Well, school is
getting back to normal.

CHARLIE: Yeah.

LARRY: Certainly was nice
to see you back in your lab.

I'm ready.

Ha ha!

So, you're serious about this?

Oh, they have no
idea what they're in for.

LARRY: Amita, tell me.

Do you have an athletic history?

Yeah, intramurals
in high school.

ALAN: Well,

that counts. Sort of.

(Amita sighs)

You ready?

You're going to have
to be our secret weapon,

because my better sport
has always been crosswords.

We'll be waiting for you
with ice packs on your return.

Bye.

She's got gumption.

I'll, I'll say that about her.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

She does.

She really does.

Oh, uh, you were
talking about Amita?

Yes, I was.

You and Lorna, huh?

Well, yeah, she's an
impressive woman.

Well, I can see that.

Well, Dad, I'm, uh... I'm
slaughtering you at chess.

Shall we call it a draw and
go grab something to eat?

Yeah, why don't we?

LARRY: Guess I should warn you.

I am considering vegetarianism.

ALAN: You are?

Why?

Well, this unnerving event

has inspired in me
ethical considerations

of animal cognition
and experimentation.

And until I know
what my opinion is,

I think I should refrain

from devouring the
subject of my search.

Fair enough. Mm.

It is a complex moral matter.

I mean, virtually every
advance in medicine

for the last century
has been at the expense

of experimental animals,

but where do you draw the line?

In invertebrates?

Does drosophila not suffer?

Pity the poor fruit fly.

Is Lorna a vegetarian?

Yes, she is.

So this is really
about lust, then.

Oh!

She is very impressive.

That's what I thought.

♪ And in all the spaces ♪

♪ What kind of life
have you made? ♪

(grunting)

(groans)

Hey, were you really
going to let that guy

shoot you before you said
what he wanted to hear?

I can be stubborn.

Yeah, I don't know
nothing about that.

Hey, speaking of hardheaded,

I hear Don's sending you to
hostage negotiation training.

♪ Ah... well, you
don't need me ♪

Oh!

Dang! You're on fire, Amita.

(laughs)

I thought we were going to have
to take it easy on the eggheads.

I thought you said you played.

NIKKI: In a minute,
I'm gonna have

to switch partners.

Another set?

Let's go.