Numb3rs (2005–2010): Season 5, Episode 22 - Greatest Hits - full transcript

Oh, I-I'm sorry.

Excuse me.

ALAN: I see.

So, it's not just at home

you drop your things
all over the place.

Thanks. What do you got there?

Uh, it's a police scanner.

Well, it's not just the police.

The "Double-E" guys
did some modifications.

Picks up pretty much

every law enforcement
band there is.



You're not close enough
to the action as it is?

You have to monitor
radio calls now?

I just don't want
to miss anything.

(indistinct radio transmission)

Oh, wow.

Didn't we move you
in here around, what,

three weeks ago?

Oh, my gosh, Charlie.

You have to see what I
found... these are amazing.

CHARLIE: What
are you doing here?

I thought you were
headed downtown.

Oh, well, that was a lie,

so I could surprise you.

Oh. I wanted to get



all your stuff
unpacked and put away.

And I asked Sharon to
transpose your work off the boxes.

Sharon?

Sharon, thanks. Hi.

Anybody else buried in
the rubble around here?

Nope, just the two of us.

But, Charlie, you have
to read these letters.

I found them in the
old wall secretary.

Oh, then Beiderman
must have left them...

But one is from Beiderman,

but another one is from Knox,

and another one
is from Newberry.

And this one...

dates all the way back to 1922.

It was written by Hightower.

May I? Wow.

Those are the professors
that preceded you

in this office, right?
CHARLIE: Yeah.

Those guys were
giants in the math world.

Yeah, but they weren't
giants when they wrote these.

That's what's so
cool about them.

I mean, they were
just starting out.

The letters are about their
goals and expectations,

what they hoped to
accomplish in their careers.

Hightower wrote the first
one right after he moved in,

almost 90 years ago.

And then, he left
it behind for Knox.

Then, Knox did the
same for Newberry,

who did the same for Beiderman.

That's quite an
incredible tradition

when you come to think of it.

Yeah. I know.

And now Beiderman
left them behind for you.

How cool is that?

Well, it was different
for those guys

'cause, you know, they
started out in this office,

and I just moved in
from down the hall.

Yeah, but it might
be fun, though, huh?

Trying to imagine what it
will be like 20 years now,

what you'll be doing.

WOMAN (over radio):
Supervisor requests FBI presence

at possible 211.

These guys were smooth.

They got at least six
figures and were long gone

before the first call went out.

This here is the branch
manager, Clifford Hansen.

How are you doing, Mr. Hansen?

So, what can you tell us?

Uh... guy came in wearing
a maintenance uniform.

Went, uh, right
for the alarm panel.

By the time the
teller alerted me,

I guess he'd already cut
the alarm and the cameras.

And it was just the one guy?

Three more came in right
after, pulling on masks.

Camera only caught
the first one, though.

And what kind of, uh,

masks did the other three wear?

Two of them wore, uh,
ski masks, you know,

and the third guy, the guy who
looked like he was in charge,

he wore a Bill Clinton mask.

And they put you
all in a back room?

And they separated you:

employees in one,
customers in the other.

Yeah.

How did you know that?

I'm getting a big-time
déjà vu thing about now.

Yeah, two of them cleared
out the tellers' drawers,

and the other two hit the vault.

Nikk, come on... you're
starting to freak me out.

Hey, did you hear any gunshots?

HANSEN: We didn't hear anything.

I waited 10 minutes,
like they told us,

and then, when I came
out here, they were gone.

No, no, not all of them.

No, only three of them left.

How did you do that?

COLBY: This is our
dead jack-in-the-box.

His name is Greg Berlin.

Habitual B and E guy

who specializes in
high-end security systems.

Well, that's our best lead.

Let's get into him.

We can, but I'm pretty
sure it's a dead end.

Here we go again:
the Amazing Nikki.

NIKKI: Look, the
robbery this morning

is an exact copy
of one I rolled on

back when I was a rookie cop.

When you say "exact copy"...

I mean every detail,

right down to the
stiff in the cabinet.

Now, if they stuck
to the old plan,

they hired this guy on
right before the heist.

COLBY: As soon
as he finished his bit

with the alarms, they
put the bullet in his head.

LIZ: Which is why
they left him behind.

He's doesn't connect to the rest

of the crew... Can't
lead back to them.

And he's the only
one caught on camera.

Other three might
as well be ghosts.

Well, we got to have a file
from that first one, though.

We do... 2002. I
pulled it already,

but it's unsolved...
There were no suspects.

DAVID: That's just no
official suspects, right?

I mean, the lead agent,
he'd have some kind

of theories. Yeah, who is it?

(chuckles softly)

Take a look at this.

The lead agent: Roger Bloom.

(chuckles)

What? Who is Bloom?

Agent we teamed up
with eight months back.

DAVID: Don caught him
with his hand in the cookie jar.

Ended Bloom's
career. COLBY: All right.

I'll tell you what... Nikki
and I will go give him a try.

Why me? He hasn't met you.

He won't hate you yet.

(Nikki sighs)

COLBY: Hey, Bloom.

Why don't you let
me give you a hand?

I don't need anything
from you, Granger.

Hey, he's just trying to help.

Yeah, I'm sure you are.

I'm sure you both drove out here

just to help me dig
up my sewer line.

You're right.

Actually, we came out here
'cause we need your help.

(laughing)

We're working a bank heist.

(laughing): Yeah.

You find that funny? Funny?

I find that hysterical.

I put in 32 years.

What did I get?

Forced retirement,

my pension's
revoked, I'm standing

in a mud hole in the
middle of my front yard

'cause I can't afford a plumber.

All because of the FBI.

Good luck with your
case there, agents.

Actually, Bloom,
it was your case.

Bank robbery, 2002.

Farmers American Bank.

Four-man crew.

Capped one of their
own, left him behind.

COLBY: Looks like
they're back at it.

An exact duplicate
happened this morning.

Now, in your file,

I noticed you had
no suspects listed,

but I'm assuming you
had somebody in mind,

or a theory at least.

Yeah, there was a guy
named, uh, Curtis Brennan.

Why did you suspect him?

'Cause the pieces fit.

He had the smarts,
he had the history.

And word was that he
spent a lot of cash afterwards.

I just couldn't make it stick.

You think Brennan and his crew

could be back at it?

(chuckling): Yeah,
they might be...

if they didn't get themselves
killed three years ago

doing a casino job.

No, I think you're wrong

about making a connection
with today's heist.

More likely, you were wrong
about Brennan to begin with.

Yeah, well, I guess that
we're done then, huh?

AMITA: I think Knox's
letter is my favorite.

Here he is, what,
27 when he writes it,

and he already knows exactly
what he's going to accomplish.

(indistinct radio transmissions)

Charlie.

I'm sorry... I'm sorry.

Why am I the only one fascinated
by these? (turns off scanner)

I mean, you worship Knox.

When you taught ergodic theory,

you lectured on his
work for two weeks.

I think Knox was amazing.

So, why aren't you

more excited
about these letters?

If I were you, I would
be thrilled to write one.

I tell you what.

You can write mine.

Charlie.

What?

Both Knox and Newberry

were huge proponents
of collaborative work.

I'm sure neither of them
would roll over in their grave

if you did a first draft for me.

Why are you so
reluctant to do this?

I don't know. (knock on door)

LIZ: Wow, love what
you've done with the place.

Oh, well, I've
been kind of busy.

Then, we're not
going to be any help.

Uh, we're working
on a bank robbery.

Yeah, Don told me... Guys
got away seven years ago,

and now they've done it
again? But there's no way

these were their
only two crimes.

I mean, these guys
are experienced.

They had to pull other jobs,

maybe even got caught
somewhere else. Okay.

You remember how you
helped me on the Sneaker case,

how we ran a search
algorithm to look for similarities

between the current
crime and past crimes?

Yeah, we analyzed a break-in

and found a suspect who
used a similar methodology.

We're hoping you could
do the same thing here,

maybe tie these guys
to a previous crime.

I can take a look.

I'm going to need
all the old files.

You really want us
to bring them here?

Oh... no.

I... I better come to you.

All right, what?

What, what? You're
clearly pissed.

I mean, you've been
giving me the chill

ever since we left Bloom's.

What, you think I
went too hard on him?

You were getting him to open up,

and I shut him down, right?

Wow.

You really are psychic,

'cause yeah, that's
exactly what I was thinking.

You know, I'm sorry, but
a dirty cop is a dirty cop.

You even know what he did?

I know he took a lot of
money that wasn't his.

Do you know why?

He was chasing this kid
who embezzled some money

from a bunch of
different companies,

and he thought the FBI wasn't
giving it enough attention.

So, he stole money and
then blamed it on the kid?

With no intention
of actually keeping it.

You can hear yourself
right now, right?

Look, the guy logged 30 years.

Okay, he ran kidnap rescue.

He ran the bank division.

He won every commendation

there is to win. (scoffs)

He did a thousand things right

in his career, and then
messed up once... that's it.

You know, it's a good thing

that you can't read
my mind right now.

LIZ: Is it going to
disturb you guys

if I run through some video?

DAVID: I don't think anything's
going to bother Charlie.

He's in that zone.

And I got a week's worth of
bank footage to go through.

I'm hoping one of the crew

was going to case the
place before the robbery.

Well, that sounds
like a lot of faces.

I'll mark anyone who looks
suspicious, go back later

and run them against
facial recognition.

Hey, I think I
found something...

or the search algorithm did,

and it's not what
we were looking for.

DAVID: What do you mean? Uh...

two months ago, someone
hit a bank in Riverside.

It's an exact duplicate
of a 1994 robbery.

And then, there was another

five months ago
in... Fountain Valley,

and the details match perfectly

with a 1989 robbery.

So, it wasn't the
first time these guys

recycled one of
their old heists?

Well, uh, that's the thing.

Given the dates

and the vast
differences in their MO,

it seems like none
of the original three

were committed by the same crew.

Meaning...?

Someone's copycatting
old bank robberies.

Somehow, they're
finding these old crimes,

unsolved cases
where the FBI or police

never even had a suspect.

Perfect crimes.

In essence, yeah.

This, uh, a new
crew, they're replaying

Bank Robberie" Greatest Hits.

These are the three?

Charlie ran a search algorithm

on the Farmers
American Bank job,

see if we the MOs match anything

other than just the '02 heist.

And we can't keep doing that?

I mean, we have
three more robberies,

which means more data.

I mean, more likely you
can find similarities, right?

Uh, yes, but no

because similarities
aren't what's important now.

What's important
are the differences.

What we really need is a good

heuristic anomaly
detection scheme...

Uh, something
as simple as, uh...

Well, let's say you're
using a copy machine.

You're making copies of
a number of photographs.

You run each one
through the machine

and you compare the
copies to the originals.

Now, similarities
are irrelevant.

They're expected.

After all, you're making a copy.

However,

if you discover differences...

Flaws, for example,
that aren't in the original...

Well, now you've got
something relevant.

You have found
a signature feature

of the individual copier.

If we look for
enough differences

in enough copies...

Then we'll be able to tell
what photocopier they used.

Right. DON: Look at this.

All these were
checked out recently.

NIKKI: By who?

DAVID: Excuse me.

These three files right here
were recently signed out.

We need to know who had them.

Should say in the back.

Well, whoever it was didn't want

their signature
to be recognized.

You have to show a
badge ID to get 'em, right?

(sighs)

Give me the file numbers.

They're all 91A-LAs.

21-245,

13-545, and 41-808.

Okay.

Those were all checked
out by Agent Sinclair.

I'm Sinclair.

I want to know who
had them before me.

Next back would be Agent Bloom.

NIKKI: Agent Roger Bloom?

He checked out
a bunch of files...

All unsolved bank robberies.

DAVID: Bloom hasn't been an
active agent since last November.

Why would you let
him check out files?

I had no idea he wasn't active.

He was the lead agent
on most of the files.

Look,

David, she's not the one
we should be talking to.

Thank you.

(mutters)

(sighs)

(slams file on table)

That your signature?

Wow, that is bad penmanship.

(sighs)

All right, for the
sake of argument...

yeah, I'll say yes.

Yeah, for argument's sake,

you checked out two
dozen old bank files.

Why?

Because I ran bank
division for 14 years

and I got nostalgic.

COLBY: Bet he never thought
he'd be back in here again.

You feeling sorry for him?

I'm just saying it's
got to be humiliating,

being back here like this.

Impersonating an
FBI agent is a felony.

You know that.

I never told that clerk
that I was an active agent.

Right,

but you never said you
weren't either, did you?

What are you doing, Eppes?

What you did to me
is not enough already?

Are you trying to make a
case out of these ancient files?

DAVID: There was a
bank robbery this morning.

Okay, every detail
of this file recreated.

You checked it out

three weeks ago.

Are you saying that
I robbed the bank?

Say you didn't.

I'm not saying another word.

Colby, check this out.

It's two days ago.

Guy at the counter.

Okay, what about him?

I think he's been
casing the place.

That's Bloom.

Is all this necessary?

Moving him in here,
making him play

the isolation game
like he's some felon.

It is if he is a felon.

Don, the guy's an ex-agent.

I mean, that's got to
count for something.

Yeah, well, then
it cuts both ways.

Then he should be cooperating

with us. All right.

How long you planning
on sweating him?

I want to search his apartment
while we got him here.

Call Robin and get a
rush warrant, all right?

No, Don... Hey,

it's not a debate.

Hey, how's your heuristic
anomaly detector thing going?

I'm still working out
the initial algorithm.

And did you tell it

that ex-Agent Bloom
is now our suspect?

Well, that would only
introduce an unnecessary bias.

W-We don't want to
influence the analysis

unfairly by presupposing
Bloom's guilt.

You sound like Colby.

So how long is it
going to take to run?

Hopefully I'll have
something for you later tonight,

maybe tomorrow. So for now,

the only connection
between the current crimes

is the obvious one... Bloom.

(chuckles)

Page three of the FBI
interrogation manual.

(chuckles) "After the
initial isolation period,

"try to establish

"a rapport with the suspect

"through a token
gesture, like a candy bar,

"cup of coffee...

bottle of water."

(door opening)

All right, so how do
you want to do this?

Want to go room by room
or you want to split it up?

I don't have to keep an eye
on you or anything in here,

do I?

You're not gonna
do anything stupid?

Is that a joke? I mean,

you're not gonna try
to cover anything up

or leave some kind of sign so
Bloom would know we were here.

Really? You think
that I'd do that?

Well, normally, no,

but I can't get any kind of
handle on you on this one.

DON: Your last investigation...

We're not going all the way
back to Kevin Oliver's case,

are we?

Well, there's $10
million missing.

I don't care that
IA couldn't prove it.

You and I both know you took it.

The only thing

we both know is that
every penny was returned.

Yeah, well, that leaves
you $10 million light.

And maybe if you talked to me,

but you don't.

Look, I just see
you feeling sorry

for this guy, defending him,

and I just can't make
any sense out of it.

Yeah.

You know what, Nikk,
I don't know how much

anybody might have
told you about my father.

I know he died when you were 15.

Yep.

He was going up into the
mountains on a fishing trip.

There was 20 miles of road

and there was a
steel guardrail that...

(sighs)

covered every
single inch of it...

(clears throat)

except for one 50-yard stretch.

That's the spot that his
truck went off the cliff.

I'm sorry.

That is some serious bad luck.

Yeah, it's either bad luck

or that's the spot
he was aiming for.

What, you think
he killed himself?

I'll never know.

All I do know is that
he spent 20 years

as a foreman in a machine shop

pounding out tractor parts.

Then he makes one
mistake and they can him.

He just never get over how
that one mistake just erased

everything else that
he'd done for them.

You do a lot of thinking
since you got fired?

Play it over and
over in your head?

Maybe you started
to rationalize.

You're the one that was
wronged, you're the victim.

Now you're on page 19

of the manual.

"Attempt to agitate the suspect,

elicit an emotional reaction."

Oh, come on, Eppes.

I spent 30 years on
that side of the table.

You're not going to get
a confession out of me.

And without a confession,
what have you got?

I got you in the bank

two days before the robbery.

I got you with a file detailing
it three weeks before that.

Maybe there's a
whole other explanation.

So give it to me, Roger.

Let me help you.

(chuckling): Help me like you
helped me right out of a career.

You think I wanted

to do that, really?

Pal, I joined the Bureau
'cause of guys like you.

It killed me to turn you in.

You gave me no choice.

It was my sister,

Eppes.

He took every penny
of her life savings.

What wouldn't you do

for your brother?

NIKKI: Hey, Colby, in here.

Southern Coast
Savings and Loans.

He's got blueprints, photos,
diagrams of traffic patterns.

He's even drawn
out the interior.

Here's a copy of an FBI file.

Robbery at this
very bank in 1998.

Let me guess.

Unsolved?

Looks like Bloom's got plans.

You know, you guys
are just shining examples

of law enforcement.

I don't have to give you

the whole "don't leave
town" speech, do I?

Oh, please.

No way he'll know
you were there, right?

We were careful.

(elevator bell dings)

(crickets chirping)

Oh... what is this for?

It's for you.

Don't get too excited
until you see what it is.

All right.

Oh, it's a pen.

Mm-hmm.

To write the letter.

Don't tell me you didn't
see that one coming.

Why is this so important to you?

For the same reasons it
should be important to you.

She's not going to let up,
you know that, Charlie?

And I have to say
I think she's right.

I know she's right.

I know I should
write this letter.

I just don't know what
the future holds, so...

Well, what do
you want it to hold?

Write about that.

Yeah,

what about your emergence work?

You seemed to be having a real
breakthrough a few weeks ago.

Yeah, and then my
brother got stabbed

and then there was
the serial killer case.

And what does that got
to do with writing the letter?

Never mind.

Thank you for the pen.

DON (over radio):
Anyone got eyes on him?

Nothing yet, but we
have got a clear view

of the side approach.

Colby, how about you?

Negative.

Man, this guy's been dragged in

and grilled.

He's already got the take
from the last three robberies.

If it was me, I would just
quit while I was ahead.

Now, the crime he's
copying from '89...

They hit just after lunch, so if

they're following
the old plan...

Wait a minute.

I got him. Gold four-door

rolling down Sixth.

DON: Yeah, I got him.

Looks like he's alone.

You really didn't think
he'd come, did you?

Oh, what's he doing?

I don't know.

Waiting, I guess.

On them.

COLBY: It looks like
we got more players

in the two-tone Chrysler.

All right, let's hold
tight, everyone.

Let them get in for SWAT.

DAVID: Bad guys are moving.

COLBY: All right, Bloom's out.

NIKKI: Oh, what
the hell is he doing?

Freeze!

He's gonna try and stop them.

(automatic gunfire)

FBI! FBI!

(yells)

Get in!

(tires screeching)

Bloom, put the gun down!

Put it down, Bloom.

(indistinct shouting)

Why isn't he in cuffs?!

He wasn't with them, Don.

Yeah, he wasn't, all right?

He was actually
trying to stop them.

How did you know
they'd be here, Bloom?

14 years in the
bank division, Eppes.

I figured it out.

I almost had them
at the last job.

COLBY: Wait a minute.

You've been working this case
from the beginning? Five months.

Ever since the
Fountain Valley job.

I've been way out
ahead of you guys.

That's why you had the files,
that's why you were in the bank.

Didn't I tell you there
was another explanation?

Turn around, give me those
hands. Oh, are you kidding me?

Give me your hands.

Prior knowledge of a
felony, failed to report it.

(handcuffs clicking)
You're an accessory, Bloom.

Not in a million years.

You endangered all these people
around here, not to my agents.

Not one person got hurt, except,
of course, for a bad guy, Don.

Let me make this as
clear as possible, okay?

You are not an agent.

You are nobody as
far as this case goes.

All right, he's got
the message, Don.

He's got the
message. Take him in.

(helicopter blades whirring)

(indistinct radio transmissions)

Charlie, what are
you doing here?

I caught it on the scanner.

We got 'em, huh?
DAVID: No, it wasn't Bloom.

He was chasing
them, just like us.

CHARLIE: We've been
overlooking something.

Information flow.

The guys we're after

had to have learned the details

of the original heists
somewhere, right?

Yeah, until now, we thought
they got it from the FBI files.

But if it's not Bloom?

LIZ: Where would they
learn about the crimes?

It's not like there's a
bank robber newsletter, or

a social club where they
sit around and swap stories.

Yeah there is... prison.

Maybe somebody from
the new crew did time

with one of the old guys, right?

Old guys get to bragging
about scores they pulled off, but

never got caught for.

If the new guy's a good
listener, and takes good notes.

Charlie, isn't there
some sort of social

network analysis you can use?

Figure out where and when
their paths might have crossed?

No, no. Not with two pools

of unknown variables.

See, the new crew had
to have learned the details

of the old crimes
from the old crews,

but right now, we don't know
enough about either group.

Believe it or not, it's not
unlike, uh, decorator crabs.

A decorator crab
camouflages itself

by collecting tiny
bits of its environment,

and sticking them on its back.

As a result, if you looked at
just the decorator crab alone,

you could get a
pretty good sense

of what its habitat looks like.

Conversely, if you
looked at just the habitat,

you could make a
pretty good guess

as to what the decorator
crab would look like.

And the problem is,
we don't know enough

about the habitat, we don't
know enough about the crab.

There's no way to use one

to make a determination
about the other.

Hey, Bloom?

What now, Granger?

What could there
possibly be left to say?

You're gonna need a
ride back to your car.

Listen, Bloom, for
what it's worth, I know

what it's like to be the
agent on the outside.

Yeah?

I was cuffed, interrogated

and locked up by my own team.

Yeah.

But you cleared your
name, didn't you?

For good or for
bad, it's forgotten.

You know why?

Because up there, it's
all short-term memory.

They only remember
the last thing you did.

Look, I read the paper,
I saw the bank robbery,

I made the connection.

I thought, this is my chance.

Bust the bank crew,

you give them something
new to remember you by?

So, maybe you could just kind of

keep me in the
loop here, you know?

Bloom, you got to let it go.

Listen to me.

The only reason you're
not locked up right now

is because it'd be bad press.

An ex-agent triggers a shoot-out

while a dozen current
agents look on?

But I guarantee you,
you mess with this again,

they'll get over the
embarrassment.

Look, I know that I messed up

with the Kevin Oliver case.

I accept that.

But I can't let that

be the last thing I did.

AMITA: It's all right.

I'm unarmed.

No pen, no pad of paper.

I know.

I've got 'em right here.

You're writing the letter.

Let me ask you something.

It has to do with the letter.

Actually, it's more about us.

Okay. You know, there's
never been any question

as to what I was
supposed to do with my life.

I was eight

when they called it destiny

that I would go on

to achieve some level
of academic greatness.

You should be writing this
down. Oh, no, no, no. Wait, wait.

When we met,

I was that math
wunderkind on the rise.

Uh, and

the whole time
we've been together,

you've pretty much known

what you've signed on for.

Pretty much, right?

(laughs)

So, I guess, uh,

this is a, uh,

"would you still love me

if..." question.

If the ride turned out to
be something else entirely,

and if I didn't
fulfill the destiny...

Is that why you haven't
really moved into the office?

And why you're so
stuck on this letter?

Because you don't
think you're worthy?

Charlie,

you belong in that office.

You are every bit as talented

as Beiderman or
Knox or any of them.

Trust me.

ALAN: All right,
knock it off, you two.

Charlie, you got visitors.

(door closes)

Hey. Hey, Charlie.

You remember Roger Bloom?

Yeah, sure. How you
doing? How you doing?

So I was thinking he could
give you some help with the case.

Um...

I already have the files.

I know facts that never
made it into the files.

I was the lead agent.

I mean, I'll tell you right now.

Unless you can
give me suspects...

I can.

All right, not
official suspects.

Just suspicions that I
had working on the case.

COLBY: Charlie, the fact is,

he has been way out
ahead of us on this one.

What's my brother
going to say about this?

I'll work on Don.

I can help you.

Looks close to the description

of that bank suspect
you guys are looking for.

Didn't want to touch
him till we figured out

whether he was yours or not.

What do you think?

That's him.

That's right where I
tagged him. My guess is,

whoever dumped him here figured
he wouldn't be found so quick.

Why do you say that?

Building remodel's been
stalled a couple of months.

Contractor just happened to
come by to pick up some equipment.

You guys are lucky.

Luckier than this guy, anyway.

Thanks.

CHARLIE: What you're saying

has absolutely no
scientific validity.

So what? We know that they show

a preference for
targets with easy

ingress and egress.

CHARLIE: Right,
but their pattern

of behavior is going to change

now that they know
they're being pursued.

Listen, imagine that
you're a mountain goat,

trying to get to
the next peak, and

you know that there is a snow
leopard in the valley below.

A mountain goat?

How about if I imagine
that I'm a bank robber

looking for a target?

Whatever.

ALAN: Look, look.

Look, you may be coming at this

from two different directions,

but the question
remains the same.

There are nine so-called
perfect crimes in the files

that these guys have
not reenacted yet.

You're right.

But whatever they choose,

they're looking
for one last big hit.

Well, yeah, it is likely

that they are going to
want to choose a target

that offers a greater payout.

So, uh, we're in agreement?

(wry laugh)

ALAN: They're, uh...

they're making progress.

Only reason you're here is
'cause Colby stood up for you.

I want you to understand that.

We found the point
of convergence.

Everyone that Roger suspected

in the original crime
did time at Lompoc

at one point or another,
so we're thinking

that someone from the new
crew was incarcerated with them.

So that's how they found
out about the heists?

Yeah. We just can't figure out
where they're gonna hit next.

LAPD just found
the body of a guy

named Billy Devarro, one
of the crew from yesterday.

BLOOM: Let me guess.

He did a lot of
time at Lompoc, too.

No, but his brother Teddy did.

The guys are on their
way to pick him up now.

DAVID: We good?

DAVID: FBI!

We have a warrant!

Clear!

The bathroom's clear.

Clear.

He's cleared out.

LIZ: It's too late.
We missed him.

Take a look at this.

Looks like recon
for their last few jobs.

I don't see anything

that says where they're
going next, though.

All right, that's it.

With Devarro, the pieces fit.

They're going to
recreate the 1981 holdup

at the downtown Federal Reserve.

Mm, mm, mm.

Oh, come on. You
disagree with me again?

No, I completely agree with you.

Well, then I'm confused.
What's the problem?

Whoever's doing this

is preserving every detail
of the original crimes.

The 1981 heist... 11
people slaughtered.

BLOOM: All right...
1981, four men

enter the Federal
Reserve building downtown

before it opens.

There are two security guards,

eight employees and one of
the employees' wives in the bank.

CHARLIE: Now, the
crew used Periformol,

which is a
Vietnam-era poison gas.

Most likely, they all died

before they even knew that they

were being robbed.
BLOOM: Once they got rid

of all their witnesses, they
used magnesium burn bars.

They cut right through
a side wall of the vault.

The take: a little
less than $2 million.

NIKKI: A Vietnam-era gas?

That has to be inert by now,

if it hasn't all been destroyed.

And all federal vaults
have been fortified since.

Yes, they were,
in direct response

to this robbery.

So, duplicating the
old crime won't work.

It will if they modernize it.

Look, same crime,
21st century tools.

It's consistent with my
anomaly detection scheme.

One of the differences
between the copies

and the originals...
You don't use

the magnesium burn bars.

You have a laser cutter, maybe.

All right, so what
about the gas?

I'm thinking Haldite nerve gas.

Based on what?
NIKKI: And from where?

The U.S. signed the Chemical
Weapons Convention back in '93.

But there's a facility in
Seal Beach that contracts

with the government,
and they destroy

chemical weapons
collected overseas.

Now, they had a break-in

six weeks ago. A security guard

that works there is
being detained right now,

but they still haven't recovered
the Haldite that was taken.

We need to talk with
that security guard.

Six weeks in federal
holding, Marcus.

No visitors, no phone calls.

It sounds like you got nobody.

I don't need nobody,
'cause I got nothing to say.

Yeah, we heard
you've been real quiet.

But how are you going to feel

when six weeks
turns into six months

or six years?

Want to hear my guess?

I think you're holding
out for one of those

big paydays
somewhere down the line.

That's why you
can deal with all this:

'cause you know
if you keep quiet

about the gas and
you protect who has it,

you're going to get
some big, uh, cash reward

somewhere in the end.

But here's the
wrench in your plans.

We already know

who has the gas

and what he plans to do with it.

That's a load of crap.

You ever play Clue, Marcus?

Oh, I'm going to
guess Teddy Devarro,

in the Federal Reserve
with the Haldite gas.

Looks like I win.

I don't know how much
Teddy promised you.

Marcus, that
payday is not coming.

And if people die from the
gas that you helped steal,

they will put you down.

What do you want?

Tell us where to find
Teddy and the gas.

(low, indistinct chattering)

COLBY: All right,
I see movement.

There's definitely
someone in there.

You try a mass evacuation,

you tip them off,

it could get very ugly.

Hey, you're just
here to watch, okay?

I'm just saying. All
right, listen up, everyone.

I want to keep SWAT
and Hazmat out of sight.

We're going to clear the
businesses on both sides.

We hit them tonight, we'll
get less people around.

It doesn't look
like much, does it?

Yeah, well, it scares me.

LIZ (over radio):
This one looks empty.

It's all locked up.

DAVID (over radio): I'm
clearing store to the east.

COLBY: I don't believe it.

Don, there's someone
out front right now.

DON (over radio):
David, Liz, stop.

Stop where you are.

Open the damn door! Run! Go!

We gotta move. Hit
it. Send SWAT in back.

We're going! Stay right here.

DAVID: Get out the way!

(people shouting)

Door is locked.

(groans)

MAN: Okay, okay, I'm coming out!

Drop the gun!

Nice and easy... don't move.

Don't move! Come here!

LIZ: Put your hands
behind your back.

Turn around.

Where's Devarro?

DAVID: Where the hell
is that damn canister?

Hey, yo, check this out.

Hey.

It leads up and over.

He is coming out the front.

He's getting away...
He's coming out the front.

Hey.

No, my baby! Shut up!

Back! Please...

Back up! Please, don't.

No, my baby!

Get back! My baby, please!

Shut up! Please
don't hurt my baby!

You know what
this is, don't you?

Teddy, you're not
going anywhere.

No, my baby! Somebody,

Back off! Help my baby!

DON: Teddy, put it down!

Back!

Back! (woman screams)

Put it down!

My baby! Back off!

Shut up!

Get out!

Get out! No!

Get out now! My baby!

(woman screams)

Get out.

(grunting and groaning)

I got it, I got it, I got it.

DON: Don't move. Don't move!

Okay.

I got it.

(handcuffs clicking)

So, you just don't listen, huh?

Old habits.

About a thousand ways
that could have gone wrong.

Yeah, but it didn't.

(chuckles)

We got lucky.

That's the best I'm ever
going to get out of Eppes.

He's right, you know.

But I'll tell you something.

People will be talking
about that one for a long time.

(guitar plays gentle melody)

You know, I gave the
Bureau my whole life.

Never got married,
none of that stuff.

But, man, if I had a son...

♪ One hand on this wily comet ♪

Thank you very much.

♪ Take a drink just to
give me some weight ♪

My pleasure.

♪ Some uber-man I'd make ♪

Hey, uh, David said
there's a kick-ass pizza place

down the street,
so we're going to go

get something to eat,
so if you want to come...

Yeah, I'm starving.

Actually, I wasn't
talking to you, Granger,

but, uh, I guess you can
come, too, if you want.

What do you say?

I could eat.

♪ Start with my eyes ♪

♪ Down so the lines
form a grimacing smile... ♪

(indistinct radio transmission)

DON: Dang.

Nice digs.

(chuckling)

Well, I don't understand.

Dad said it was like

a disaster, like my
room when I was 15.

He was right, by the way.

Um, no, Amita came by today

and did all this.

It's nice of her.

You've definitely arrived, kid.

Yeah.

I've arrived.

Don't know how
long I'm set to stay.

What are you talking about?

You've been working
for this your whole life.

Yeah.

My destiny.

What if my future has
changed, you know?

What if it's not
being an academic?

What, you mean the FBI stuff?

You don't seem to have
a problem doing both.

It's become

increasingly difficult for
me to be here in this bubble

lecturing about set theory,

knowing that there
are real lives at risk,

that there are real
lives being lost out there.

You know, Charlie, I've seen
a lot of good agents burn out.

You know, guys that just

don't want to go home

because they're afraid
they'll miss something.

What is...

(shuts scanner off)

I don't know about
the whole destiny thing.

You've had it
pounded into your head

since you were a kid.

Why don't you just...

do what you want
on any given day?

Okay?

Just live a little.

I don't know.

Yeah, well, I do.

AMITA: Hey.

Am I interrupting something?

No, I was just, uh,
heading out, actually.

Good.

'Cause I need Charlie.

All right.

Congratulations.

Uh, this is nicer
than my apartment.

See you later.

I'm taking you to dinner.

Mm-mm.

I owe you for
fixing up my office.

No, actually, I owe you.

I screwed something up.

Let's go.

Okay.

♪ There is a numbness ♪

Where are we going?

Brianni's, and we're late.

Brianni's, wow.

You must have really screwed up.

Charlie, um... the other night,

when we were
talking in the garage

about the letters
and the office,

and, um, you asked
me a question...

The "Would you still
love me if..." thing?

And I went on and on

about you doubting yourself
and you deserving the office,

which I'm not
retracting or anything,

but I realized that I never
answered your question.

Charlie...

there is no "if."

I love you no matter what.

There aren't any
conditions on that.

♪ Still to come ♪

♪ The worst part
and you know it... ♪

You're amazing, you know that?

(chuckling)

(screaming): No! No!

Charlie!

No, let go!

No! No!

No, let me go!

No! Charlie, help me!

Amita, Amita. Charlie!

Let go of me!

No!

No!

AMITA: Charlie! Charlie...!

(tires squealing)

(song ends)