Numb3rs (2005–2010): Season 5, Episode 4 - Jack of All Trades - full transcript
Charlie and Don's fates hang in the balance as the team tracks a white-collar criminal through Los Angeles. Meanwhile, Alan finds out that one of his old planning projects may disappear with a new development by the city.
♪ ♪
♪ When I'm walking
through town ♪
♪ I got a gleam in my eye ♪
♪ My mama thinks it's kickin' ♪
♪ LJ swears that it's cool ♪
♪ There's a meadow in the forest
where we break all the rules ♪
♪ Don't you know it's cool?
I got my songs on my TV ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ Got a wife, I got
the kids, I got the dog ♪
♪ Won't you look at me? ♪
MAN 1 (over radio): Confirm
movement, southwest corner of the house.
MAN 2: Team Alpha moving.
MAN 3: Team Delta moving.
You guys move fast... barely
had enough time to get ready.
Yeah, well, from where I'm
standing, this can't go fast enough.
What's up, guys?
Hey, look who it is! What gives?
Heard your team's a man short.
Yeah, newbie's got
anti-terror training.
You filling in, huh?
Well, if you guys will have me.
Okay, now, the FBI is gonna
go right in the front door.
Secret Service, U.S.
Marshals have the side porches
and the back door.
LAPD,
you're gonna be the perimeter.
Looks like a bit
of overkill, no?
This guy's just a
simple con man.
Make no mistake, Agent Granger,
there is nothing
simple about him.
The FBI's been tracking
him for 26 months.
I, myself, have been
tracking him for two years.
If it's all right with
you, I'll call the shots.
(indistinct radio transmission)
Everybody ready?
Standing by.
BLOOM: On my count.
One, two, three...
(door thuds open) FBI! FBI!
Move in! Move in! Move in!
Move! Move!
We're clear! Unit One, move in!
Living room clear!
Bottom floor clear! Go! Go! Go!
AGENT 1: Kitchen clear!
AGENT 2: Hallway clear!
AGENT 3: Bedroom clear!
Where the hell is he?
He's got to be somewhere.
We're going to find him.
Perimeter, you got anything?
(over radio): Perimeter clear.
No one's exited. COLBY:
Don, take a look at this.
A baby monitor.
He saw us coming.
DON: Oh, yeah, check that out.
Hey, I don't care if
he saw us coming.
He was in when we hit.
We're going to
get him. All right.
Nothing. Place is clean.
Okay, so he's hiding.
We've got to find him. There's
a trapdoor or something.
You know what? Everybody out.
I know exactly what to do.
First, we'll bring in the dogs.
And if that doesn't work,
we're just going to
rip this place apart.
We're not going to
lose him this time.
Everybody out. Let's go.
LARRY: Charles, my little
ambulatory reference book...
Chaitin's Omega Constant?
Omega equals .00787499699.
What are you working on?
Ooh, FBI file.
Don asked me to take a
look at something. Hey!
Don't be such a hard-ass.
Look, as sympathetic
as I am to your plight,
I'm not about to lose
my security clearance
just to assuage your curiosity.
How long
is this going to go on?
I'm not talking about your
little Ricky and Lucy show.
Charlie, the FBI?
Shouldn't there be
a decision by now?
Well, yeah, well,
McGowan still has
to submit his recommendation,
and then I guess the ADIC's
going to make their decision.
Not that your
lack of credentials
has kept you from
working with Don.
The "hard-ass" pejorative
aside, I hope you know
we're all pulling for
you, and Don, of course.
Thanks. ALAN: Good grief.
What is it, Dad? (groans)
The city has started a new
development down at Westmont.
Look at this: theaters,
shops, apartment houses...
Alan, when did you
become so anti-build?
I'm not against
development, just not there.
(indistinct radio
transmission, chatter)
We had a secure
perimeter. He never exited.
We'll get LAPD to put
the picture out wide.
Well, that's the thing,
we don't have a picture.
What do you mean? You said
you've been after the guy for two years.
Well, that's how good he
is, Eppes... there's no picture.
There's no fingerprints
on file. He's got no record.
Sounds like you're
chasing a ghost.
Yeah, a ghost that took $10
million from 14 companies.
(Liz sighs) Anything?
Nope, a lot of
nasty stuff up there,
but none of it your target.
Well, he just didn't disappear.
You said this
guy's faked his way
into a lot of jobs
before, right?
He ever impersonate a magician?
Wait... what about an agent?
Brad, play that
video back for me.
Yes, sir.
How many agents
went in? Uh, we, uh...
five of ours,
six marshals, four
Secret Service; 15.
Okay, so how many come out?
One, two,
three, four, five,
six, seven, eight,
nine, ten, 11,
12, 13, 14, 15, 16.
Sixteen.
Boom.
Right there. Son of a bitch.
Posed as an agent
and walked out with us.
(slaps table)
All right, so here he goes.
He never turns.
He never shows his face.
There's just no way
to pull an ID from that.
This is still all I've got.
Early on, somebody called him
George Bailey, the name stuck.
From, uh, It's a Wonderful Life?
Everybody we interviewed said
he's the nicest guy
in the whole world.
I think his greatest talent is
that he can bluff his
way into any profession.
He can be a school
teacher, a doctor,
a salesman, a lawyer...
He gets in, turns on the
charm, gains their trust.
DON: Which gives him access
so he can get the files, the
accounts, the passwords...
He steals modestly at
first, a thousand, $1,500.
He disappears, then
he goes in again,
hits the accounts,
hundreds of
thousands of dollars.
So the first time's a trial run.
He can test out any
of these passwords
or PINs he's picked up.
Waits till he's safely away
before making the big score.
It's the same pattern we see
with the Eastern
European syndicates.
They have a single
guy on the inside,
unlocks the accounts, and
then they wipe 'em clean.
My bet is that this
Mr. George
Bailey is just the tip
of a much larger iceberg.
Wait, hold on.
Hey, McGowan, McGowan...
Agent Eppes. What's
going on? Come on.
Agent Eppes, the
investigation is slow
because I insist
on being thorough.
All right, well, I mean,
can you at least tell me
how long until we get an answer?
(sighs): All right.
You need an answer, here it is.
I'm recommending
disciplinary action against you
for violations in the cases
of Crystal Hoyle
and Clay Porter.
I'm also recommending
against Professor Eppes
getting his security
clearance back.
You know, look, I
understand about me, but...
Well, with Charlie,
you're just...
you're hurting the Bureau.
You and your
brother are the ones
who tied your fortunes
together, not me.
Besides, I already submitted
my recommendation.
It's in the ADIC's hands now.
This guy left in a hurry.
Only the clothes on his back.
Still there's not a single
personal item he left behind.
It's kind of creepy.
Maybe he's just very careful.
(sighs): No.
It's more than that.
You and Colby, right,
you guys are both
bachelors, you live alone.
Either of your
places look like this?
Little pillows, tchotchkes,
all these pictures...
"Tchotchkes"?
You know what I'm
saying. Yeah, you're saying
the guy is creepy for
decorating his own house.
No, it's generic,
like a catalog page.
I mean, look at this.
All these photos
came with the frames.
It's like he was trying
to create a home,
but didn't know how.
(car door closing)
Neighbor.
How are you doing, ma'am?
FBI. We, uh, have some questions
about the guy
that lives over here.
Do you know him? Not really.
People up here tend to
keep to themselves. Okay.
What about maybe
people coming and going?
Have you ever seen anyone?
His girlfriend was out
here two nights ago.
They were arguing.
How'd you know it
was his girlfriend?
You could just tell, you know?
What were they arguing about?
I couldn't hear.
I was watching from inside.
I thought you tend to
keep to yourselves up here?
I've only been in
LA a couple of years.
I'm still a little starstruck.
What do you mean?
Who's his girlfriend?
Kelly Rand.
She was briefcase number 11.
Now she's got a new TV show.
Is he still not there?
Nope.
I left two messages.
That's so unlike your dad.
You worried? More curious
than anything else,
'cause I can't understand
what might have
bothered him so much
about that building project.
Hey,
Charlie. Hey.
You got a second?
There's been a decision.
DON: Not yet,
but I know McGowan
recommended against us.
AMITA: It's just
a recommendation though, right?
The FBI doesn't
have to follow it.
Yeah, they don't have
to, but they tend to.
I'm sorry, man.
Look, it's not
your fault, buddy.
Clearly, the guy is after me,
and you're collateral damage.
What are you going
to do? I mean...
Something new.
It's probably time.
Actually, uh, we could use some
help on this in the meanwhile.
Um, yeah, sure.
Hi. We need to
know how to contact
one of your clients, Kelly Rand.
WOMAN: Excuse me.
I'm Kelly's manager.
Maybe I should be referring you
to her attorney instead.
We just want to talk
to her about a man
she may be involved with.
Well, Kelly is in New
York doing Regis today.
But I think you may have your
information wrong. I'm sorry,
but you don't even know
what our information is.
That's true.
But Kelly happens to be
"involved" as you put it,
with someone here in
the office. DAVID: Really?
Who's that? Ryan Goodwin.
He's been with us
for a couple of weeks.
He look anything like this guy?
DAVID: He's calling himself
Ryan Goodwin. Apparently,
he set up a meeting
with two of the partners a few
weeks ago; by the end of lunch,
they offered him a job.
They didn't check his resume?
I told you this guy was
filled with personality.
They do require
background checks.
They gave our guy the paperwork.
He just never turned it in.
Well, hello there.
Hi. You have very
striking features.
You ever thought of
getting in front of a camera?
Think I'd just like
to focus on the case.
Right.
Well...
I can't tell you how
surreal this whole thing is.
If you ever met Ryan...
He's the nicest
guy in the world.
We've heard.
Look, we're trying
to see if maybe
you have some photos of
him. Something you took
for a press release or something
that was taken at an office party?
Anything?
Well, he was going to have a
picture taken for an ID badge.
But he just kept saying he
hadn't gotten around to it.
Oh, my goodness,
isn't that a shock? Okay.
Why don't we just
get into his computer
so we can see how
much damage he's done?
We're already on it.
You're looking at all the
places he's struck, huh?
LARRY: I was trying to
discern a pattern to his choices.
Why does he select
the targets that he does?
Clearly, there is
a geographic factor,
but, to be truthful,
predictive analytics
is more up Charle"
alley than mine.
Have we figured out
what he was up to?
Well, he was definitely trying
to access the agency's funds,
probing for passwords.
And he came close to hacking
into the client escrow account.
COLBY: But he didn't get in?
Doesn't look like it.
LIZ: So, George
Bailey spent more
than two weeks at the
agency with no payoff.
Is he really the type
just to walk away?
So, what are you saying,
he's gonna go back again?
Sounds like I ought to cancel
my plans for tonight, huh?
Yeah, right, Granger, like
you had any plans anyway.
(whispering)
(door opening)
Oh. You're here.
Hey, where were you all day?
Oh, look at this. Look at this.
They could have
put the parking there,
or even there.
Would have given them
better access to the freeway.
These are the plans
for the city's new project?
Yeah. I got 'em from a guy
who used to work down
at the planning office.
He sent me a copy, and..
(sighs)
Look at this.
Wow.
It's... big.
It's ridiculous is what it is.
What is your issue exactly?
The parking lot, or...?
Well, look where
they're putting it.
Look. Right there.
Right on top of the park.
But...
Well, they've planned
another park here.
It's not my park.
(loud crowd chatter and music)
So this is what it's
like to be on a stakeout.
COLBY: That's right.
You just let us know
when the thrill gets
to be too much
for you to handle.
Come on, Agent Granger.
Being an FBI agent must
be pretty exciting sometimes.
Uh, it has its moments.
Tuesday night, and
this club is packed.
Doesn't anybody else
have to work for a living?
It's a fun club.
If you ever wanted
to go, I could get us in.
Yeah, I don't think
it'd really be my thing.
We'd have a good
time, I promise.
I believe it, but, uh, the
bureau frowns pretty heavily
on fraternizing with
potential witnesses.
Oh, wait, guys. Check it out.
Ms. Stone, is that him?
I recognize the jacket.
DAVID: All right,
he's going in. You
stay right here.
(loud music and chatter)
LIZ: Hey, freeze!
DAVID: Hey!
FBI!
(tires squealing, horn honking)
Whoa! Get back!
(tires squealing, horns honking)
He went that way.
DAVID: Move!
Hey, out of the way! Move!
(panting) Hey, man!
I didn't do anything. Easy.
He gave me 100
bucks, and this jacket.
Who? Some guy.
Just told me to go in
and out of the building.
Said someone would chase me.
We've been suckered.
Get back! Get back! FBI!
Hey, you!
What? Hey, get off my bus! Stop!
Stop that guy. He's stealing
my bus! Open up!
Would you take a picture
of me and my friends?
No, but I'll take your camera.
DAVID: Get off the
bus right now! Hey!
Open up!
Gotcha!
Reflection's killing us.
That's the best the lab can do?
Yeah. I mean, the techs
worked on it all night.
That's twice this
guy has played us.
He's starting to piss me off.
AMITA: Well, I
spent some more time
with his laptop last night,
and found something
very interesting.
He spent a lot of time mining
Social Security numbers.
LIZ: Hmm. Why?
You think he's branching
off into identity theft.
COLBY: It supports the
theory that he's connected
to one of the
European syndicates.
LARRY: You know something?
You have managed
to catch an image here.
Unfortunately, it's not useable.
No, no, no, no, no.
Not this one. Not that.
Right there on the
busman's thermos cap.
Can you just enlarge this bit?
COLBY: Yeah, actually, I can.
Give me a second.
(computer chirping)
Well, what are we supposed
to do with that, Larry?
It's too distorted.
Yeah. Well, certainly to
the limited human eye,
it lacks the physiognomy
of a normal face.
AMITA: The image
has been altered
by the refracting
nature of the surface,
but there's still
information here.
It's called non-linear warping.
LARRY: That's right. It's simply
a matter of perspective.
You take the earliest
astronomers gazing
at the heavens through
their rudimentary telescopes.
Now, they had a magnified
image, but it was flat.
It was two-dimensional.
They knew nothing of
the depth, the dimension,
the measureless immensity
that we can now behold
thanks to Fourier and
the Hubble telescopes.
They simply lacked
the proper perspective.
What Larry is saying
is, we may be able
to calculate the correct
perspective for this image.
(indistinct shouting)
MAN: Come on, man!
(sighs)
You sure this is the park?
(car door closes)
(indistinct shouting)
Well, it's probably been 25
years since I've been here,
but this is it.
Ah, looks like it's
been put to good use.
Well, I know it doesn't
look like much right now,
but you have to understand
what was going on at the time.
It was only a short
time after the riots.
The neighborhood
was badly scarred.
They had burnt-out liquor stores
and vacant markets.
You decided to build a park.
You know what?
Tell you the truth, it
was your mother's idea.
Really? Yeah.
We already had Donny,
and she was probably
pregnant with you.
Took eight months to
push this plan through.
(indistinct shouting)
Hey, remember Tyler James?
Um... yeah.
Played for UCLA.
Yeah. He went on
to play for the Sixers.
It was right here on
this court that he started.
So, that's why you always
followed the Sixers so closely.
You know, my guess is,
this park saved a lot of kids.
I'm sorry.
I know, it can't be easy.
All your hard work...
and they're wiping it away.
So Ryan isn't really Ryan.
That's a crime?
You're not angry your
boyfriend lied to you
about who he was?
Nobody in this town is
who they say they are.
Why should he be any different?
Wow. Then,
you're a hell of a lot
more understanding
than I would be.
I'd be a hypocrite if I wasn't.
Kelly Rand isn't my real name.
I don't even know my real name.
Kelly was raised in foster care.
KELLY: Ryan's the first
guy who wasn't freaked out
by my foster care
horror stories.
He actually wanted to hear.
Can we be done with this now?
Kelly's been up all night.
She just got off a long flight.
Do you know where Ryan is?
No.
And I hope you never find him.
Well, she's either
got a heart of stone,
or she's a hell
of a good actress.
Yeah, well, I've
seen the new show.
I'd go with heart of stone.
How's that?
LARRY: Yeah, higher,
higher, higher. Yes!
There.
Charlie, don't move.
His head was like this. His
head was like this. Yeah.
Boy, you make a terrible
assistant, you know that?
Then let's trade
places for a while.
You're not even
supposed to be here now.
Okay, well, why...
why am I here?
Uh, because the dummy
the biomechanics department
gave Larry was too
heavy for him to carry.
You're here because
I couldn't bear
to watch you pout any longer.
Poor testament
to your powers of observation,
'cause you failed
to notice that I have
not been pouting.
You do seem much more
Zen about the whole situation.
Well, my brother's
career is on the line.
My father's losing his park.
Kind of puts things
in perspective.
I just want there
to be a decision,
one way or the other.
I didn't realize
lip-reading was one
of your superpowers.
What's going on?
How-How'd it go?
Oh! Let's just say,
whatever you've heard about
actresses... probably true.
(laughs)
Are you all right?
Yeah, you know. It's...
It's this thing with Charlie.
Yeah, it's just that,
before all this, we
weren't very close and...
So, you're worried that,
if Charlie stops working for
the FBI, you guys are gonna
grow apart again.
You guys have a bond now.
It's not just gonna disappear.
(phone ringing)
(sighs): Yeah.
Uh-huh.
Okay. I'm on my way.
This is it.
Larry, why'd you stop?
Oh, a moment of contemplation.
Contemplation,
or second thoughts?
You know, working
cell by cell may suffice,
certainly in producing splines,
but there must be a
more elegant approach.
How's it coming?
CHARLIE: I was just wondering
if either of you were hungry.
AMITA: Oh. Really?
You're not here
to check up on our progress?
Maybe a little.
ALAN: Ah, so here's
the brain trust.
Heard about the park, Alan.
I'm sorry. I haven't
given up yet.
I've been political in my time.
There's no reason why
I can't be political again.
In fact, you know
what I was thinking?
I was thinking about
organizing an opposition
in the neighborhood, and then,
starting a petition,
and taking that petition
to the Board of Supervisors.
AMITA: You know, if you need
any rabble-rousers, let us know.
Thank you. I'll
call on you. Okay.
(phone ringing)
It's Don.
Hey, what's up?
They've made a decision.
(elevator bell dings)
(applause)
Welcome back, Professor.
DAVID: Ah!
Must feel good
to be legit again.
Yeah. I got to admit,
it feels pretty good.
Come on in. Welcome back.
Here you go. This is temporary.
The real one's coming soon.
Oh. That was a close one, huh?
I don't know how we
got out of it, brother.
Mm, but we did.
Now this feels like
the unit I used to know.
How are you? Good.
So, you ready to
get back to work?
Yeah. Actually, Larry and Amita
have something for you guys.
Uh, the correction program
for your photograph.
Now, it's not perfect, but
it's a huge improvement
over what you had.
Okay. Here's what happens
when we apply the correction.
(computer chirps and trills)
Is that the man you saw?
It's close. I don't know.
Is there anything more
you can do to it?
Uh, let's try
diffeomorphic matching.
Okay, we can probably play
with the refraction threshold.
No. Wait. I-I see it.
I see it. Just, uh...
All right.
CHARLIE: What if we...
do... something like...
this?
DAVID: That's it.
That's our guy.
All right, I'll run it
through facial recognition.
CHARLIE: Sorry, I didn't mean
to take over like that.
LARRY: Nonsense... it's great
to have you back. DON: Hey.
I've waited for
two years for this.
DAVID: There's no
match. LIZ: Nothing?
What did you run it against?
COLBY: Everything: NCIC,
government employees,
DMV.
The guy's like 25, he's
got no driver's license?
DAVID: Wait a minute.
Try running it against,
uh, foster care records.
It's a hunch, but, uh, something
that the girlfriend said...
Okay, okay, I got it.
CHARLIE: Kevin Oliver.
BLOOM: Are you kidding me?
Wait a minute,
this can't be right.
He's only 18.
We're chasing a kid?
WOMAN: Of course,
I remember Kevin.
We've had a lot of foster
kids here, but not so many
I wouldn't remember one.
He was a charmer.
One of those kids
who could really
turn it on, you know?
So, did he get
into much trouble?
Not exactly.
Meaning what?
Well, Kevin always looked older
than he was.
Other kids looked up to him,
so when someone else
got into trouble, it
was usually my guess
that it was Kevin
who put them up to it.
Our file says that Kevin
entered the foster care program
after his parents were killed.
You have any idea how they died?
Car accident.
Drunk driver got them.
But it was his adoptive
parents, actually.
I always felt for him.
His birth mother
didn't want him.
Then, his adoptive
parents get wiped out.
Seems like more bad
luck than one kid deserves.
BLOOM: We're close.
Closer than we've ever
been, and he knows it.
He's long gone.
That's what I thought
after the raid on the house,
but he stayed around, I
mean, at least long enough
to go back to the
management company.
BLOOM: Hubris, maybe greed.
You know, he never did
crack their accounts.
He didn't want to
leave empty-handed.
Maybe.
Look, this guy, he's...
he's photo-phobic, right?
So he's been able to operate
for the last two years,
partially because
no one's been able to get
a photograph of this guy.
Why would he latch himself
onto a celebrity,
even a minor one?
DON: That's true.
It's a good point.
Fans, paparazzi... I
mean, it's a big risk.
Only reason I can
think of is that he
fell for this girl... for real.
BLOOM: Yeah, well, you know,
they both have foster
care backgrounds.
Maybe he genuinely
cares for her.
I say we should sit on
her... I'll take the first shift.
All right, I'm gonna go
get Charlie back on the clock.
N-No, you... you
don't understand.
What I don't want is
a ballot referendum.
What I'm looking
to get are the forms
for a recognized petition.
You under...
Good, thank you.
I don't remember there
being such bureaucracy
involved in trying to just
make a change, you know?
You have no idea what
hoops you have to go through.
Thank you. You're
not giving up, right?
No, of course not.
Who else is gonna
save that park?
Oh, hey, by the
way, Charlie, um...
how was your triumphant
return to the FBI?
(chuckling)
Well, I'm not gonna lie.
I mean, it felt pretty great.
(chuckling)
I've been trying
to convince myself
that it didn't matter,
you know, that there
were other things
I could do, and...
I'm glad to be back.
(door opening)
Hey, guys.
Donny. Hey.
Hey, Charlie, we
got work for you.
We're thinking Oliver's not
working alone, you know?
He's probably with a
group out of Eastern Europe.
What makes you think
that? It fits the pattern.
We got a guy here in
the States picking locks,
and the rest of them are
abroad sweeping the cash,
which is almost $10 million now.
You want to know
which European syndicate
Kevin Oliver is part of? Yeah.
Belief propagation.
Algorithms
that convert scattered
and incomplete information
into a more coherent picture.
Let's say you are
a TV network on election night,
and you want to be the
first to predict the winner,
so you're gonna
gather information
from all over the country.
And some of that
information is clearly relevant,
like exit polls in Boise or
vote tallies out of Buffalo.
And other information
is subtly related,
like traffic in Houston,
weather reports out of Portland.
What belief propagation does
is it takes massive
amounts of data
and uses probability
calculations to draw
a complete and
accurate conclusion.
In this case, the
winner, or in your case,
Kevin Oliver's coconspirators.
Can you get on that? Right away.
All right, excellent.
So, I guess it must feel good...
The FBI ruling in your favor.
Yeah, I wish I knew why.
You're overthinking it.
You won.
Be happy.
Yeah.
Morning, sunshine.
Are we Kelly Rand
fans yet or what?
No, but I'd definitely
take her lifestyle.
Dinner at the Ivy.
Drinks at Marmont.
Then she went to
three different clubs.
That sounds about like my night,
minus the dinner, the
drinks and the clubs.
She nearly killed me.
You're gonna have it
much easier, though.
She'll probably sleep all day.
All right, bye.
What is this?
She waits till now
to get interesting.
That's awesome.
♪ ♪
If she came here to
surf, she forgot her board.
How do you want to handle it?
Uh, it's up to you, but...
they've both seen me before.
Kevin?
Kevin, where are you?
Kelly.
Hi. I've been so worried.
How are you?
I'm fine... I'm better now.
COLBY: Come
here, Skip... Skipper?
Skip, come here, little guy.
Come here, buddy.
Hey, excuse me, you
guys seen my dog?
Uh, no, man, sorry.
I got a picture of him.
Please take a look,
just let me know.
Oh, no...
All right, buddy.
No, no, let him go!
Let him go!
Stop! Let him go!
Let him go! Let him
go! Game's over, Kevin.
Let's go.
Bloom, we got him.
You got him... I
can't believe it.
Bringing him in right
now. I owe you big, Eppes.
Just don't ask him
what he did to get him,
'cause you don't want to know.
The girlfriend was the key.
See, you're the greatest.
Congratulations, Eppes.
On this and even more
on the ADIC decision.
Come on, Carl,
can't you let it go?
I suppose you think
this gives you carte blanche now
to do whatever you
please around here.
Who knows?
Maybe it does.
Look, I have no idea why
he ruled the way he did.
Don't play naive, Eppes.
We both know why.
You want to know something
funny, Agent Bloom?
I've always feared this day.
Always.
Now I'm sitting here,
you know what I feel?
Relief.
Being on the run...
it's a rush, but...
man, it's no way to live.
I mean, a kid my
age shouldn't have
to worry about ulcers, right?
And you want to
know the worst part?
Always pretending
to be somebody else.
I swear to God, Bloom...
I've been so many
different people
over these past two years,
I don't even know
who I am anymore.
But you're gonna miss
me, you know that?
The game?
I mean, you'll be back
busting bank robbers
or whatever, and you'll see.
It won't be the same.
BLOOM: Why don't you
wipe that smile
right off your face,
Kevin, 'cause it's
not working on me.
You've deceived so many people.
You cheated them
out of their money.
Come on, Bloom, I
never hurt anyone.
I only stole what I needed
and never from an individual.
It was practically petty theft.
9.8 mil is hardly petty theft.
KEVIN: What?
I took maybe 75 grand, tops.
August 18, 2006.
$238,622.
October 30, same year.
$186,242.
What about December?
Oh, now we're getting
really bold.
$386,452.
I can go on
and on and on... you know why?
Because I know every penny.
You saw how I live.
Am I a guy with $10 million?
Look, we can help you out.
We can get you a
deal... Just gotta tell us
who you're working
with. Who I'm what?
You see, Don, I think
that he needs time to think,
so why don't we try
the Federal Detention
Center, 'cause it
will change your mind...
(snaps fingers) like that.
CHARLIE: No, Don's wrong.
He has to be, because
there is not a single node
connecting to a
European syndicate
or anything overseas
for that matter.
So their theory is
wrong, but nonetheless,
a negative finding is
still a finding of value.
Kevin Oliver also lacks nodes
connecting to any
of the major thefts.
So he didn't steal
the $10 million.
No, at least not according
to my belief propagation.
ALAN: Hello, everybody.
Hey, how goes the
battle with city hall?
Well, I've, um...
I've raised the white flag.
You're kidding. Why?
Well, I've been thinking
about something
that Charlie said
about the park
being my hard work.
And I realized that,
um, fighting to preserve it
is just my being selfish,
you know?
Simple narcissism,
you might say. Hey, Dad,
that's not what I
meant. Yeah, I know.
I know, but I've been
studying those plans.
You know, they're very good.
The project is a good one,
and, uh...
well, the neighborhood
could certainly use the jobs.
Yeah, but your park...
The plans include a
park, a better one...
You know, with a pool, and,
uh, skate ramps and, uh...
Well, come on, let's face it,
I'm the only one that's
going to miss that old park.
Just me.
(buzzer) Thanks.
I put in the request sheet.
They're bringing him out.
Okay, good.
So, Charlie thinks
Kevin's telling the truth,
that he wasn't involved
in the larger thefts.
Does that make sense?
Does to Charlie.
So, I mean, who pulled
the larger hauls then?
That's what we're
gonna ask Kevin.
Somewhere along the way he must've
told someone about his operation;
and then they just
figured out how to exploit it.
Gonna be a moment.
We're having difficulty, uh,
finding the prisoner.
What do you mean? Where is he?
We're gonna order a
lockdown, get a full head count.
We'll find him.
All right, wait a minute.
Wait a minute.
Hey, roll back those monitors.
Roll 'em back. Yes, sir.
All right, hurry up, hurry up.
This one right
here, roll that back.
All right,
hurry up. Keep
comin', keep comin'.
Okay, stop right there.
That guy's an attorney.
I signed him out myself.
Granted him early
parole is what you did.
I don't understand.
How the hell does he
just walk out of there?
He convinced a guard he
had a meeting with his lawyer.
The guard lets him
into the Attorney Room,
Public Defender's in the can,
Kevin grabs his jacket
and his briefcase and...
I mean you gotta admit, this
guy, he's resourceful, anyway.
Hey, what do you got, Charlie?
Hey, so we've been
looking for the "other thief,"
you know, the one that
cleaned out all the accounts.
And, um, our thinking was
maybe that another employee
along the way figured out
what Kevin Oliver was doing,
and so we started
looking at his coworkers...
And you found someone? Something
else.
An unexpected pattern
of social security numbers.
AMITA: Charlie,
here's another one.
That's-that's 13
now! So, so far,
every single business
that Kevin Oliver
targeted had an employee
with a social security
number that falls
into this form. Seven,
eight, two, three...
something, something,
something, six, four.
And there's, at best, a
thousand combinations
in the US
that fit this. This
is no accident.
You're saying that's why Oliver
chose what business to target?
Because one of the
employees had that number?
CHARLIE: It has to be.
BLOOM: Hello.
They're all women. And all
in the same age range,
38 to 46.
Wait a minute.
Where's, uh, Kevin
Oliver's Foster Care file?
I need to see if
there's anything
on his adoption in there.
No, you're not going
to find anything.
They're all blacked out to
protect the mother's identity.
Look.
You can still see part
of his mom's social.
CHARLIE: Mm-hmm.
Seven, eight, two, three,
something,
something, something,
six, four.
That's the Big Score
Kevin Oliver's been after.
He's trying to find his mother.
I told you, I don't
know where he is.
COLBY: That's what
you said last time.
Then you took a little
walk underneath the pier.
So, why don't you just
tell me where he is, Kelly?
I know he's not going anywhere
without telling you.
I'm done talking.
From now on, you can
go through my lawyers.
Never mind, Colby.
We found his mother.
Bloom got a judge
to open up his adoption records.
A couple of San Diego agents
just brought her up.
Well, we're done here then.
So, how long before
she makes the call?
My guess, as soon as she
gets out of the elevator.
Think he'll go for the bait?
He's been searching
for her for two years.
Maybe he's the type to
be patient, but I doubt it.
Need a cab, ma'am?
Wait.
He's in the cab.
He's in the cab!
Take the taxi!
(tires screeching)
OFFICER: All teams!
This way, ma'am.
FBI!
On suspect, moving in.
No. No! You're...
He just got out of the vehicle.
Agents, go! Go, go, go!
Is that really her?
Is that my mother? Hold on.
Wait, you got to give me a
minute with her, please man.
I'll tell you what...
You'll catch up with
her in 20 years, all right?
Wait, wait, hold on.
Oh, no.
He does not deserve this. Hey.
Take your time.
What? Let's just go
for a little walk.
So his first target was
a software company
owned by your sister.
What, this was personal?
I told you right from the
beginning it was personal.
I just didn't tell
you why. Come on.
What... he got away with
a couple thousand bucks,
you launched a
full investigation.
It's my sister.
The regular cops
wouldn't even give it a look.
Because it was petty theft.
You don't get it do you?
This guy keeps getting
away with everything.
He's laughing at us.
You saw him in interrogation.
He's making us look like idiots.
He's making me
look like an idiot.
Oh, so you raised the stakes.
Yeah, Charlie couldn't
connect him to that 10 mil.
What happens if
he looked into you?
I have just spent every
day of the last two years
chasing this punk.
I could've retired eight
months ago, but I didn't.
I stayed until
this job was done.
So you go out on a win,
eight figures in the bank.
If...
I took the money.
Yeah.
It would have only been
to get this case the
attention it deserves.
It would have
been put in a trust.
Kid gets caught,
every penny goes back.
Two years, Eppes.
You do what you got to do
in order to get the job done.
You know that.
Just read your brief
on Agent Bloom.
You willing to stand by it?
Meaning? Meaning,
on your say-so, I'm about to
erase a man's 34-year career;
so I'm trying to figure out
which side of the
line you stand on.
Well, maybe if the line stopped
moving, Carl, I could tell you.
It's a funny thing, but, uh...
I was thinking that
you were as surprised
by the ADIC's decision as I was.
Maybe it is more about
“get things done” these days.
Maybe that's more
appropriate for the times. Hmm?
Personally,
I don't have the stomach
for that kind of FBI.
You're not going
to give it up and walk
away on us, are you?
I've got no illusions,
I'm one of the old
guys around here now.
Guys like you,
guys who don't
need boundaries...
Could be you're the
future of the Bureau.
Give that to your
brother for me, will ya?
What?
Why is the room
suddenly filled with
people staring at me?
Take a look at these.
Ah, Charlie, please.
No more plans.
I've seen enough. These
plans are different, Alan.
CalSci is
expanding their mechanical
engineering department.
Right?
They're building a
whole new complex.
The emphasis will be
on eco-friendly design,
minimal carbon footprint...
Right up your alley.
Really? Larry's already talked
to the Provost, and
if you're interested,
they would love the benefit
of your planning expertise.
Well, at a greatly
discounted rate,
of course, I mean technically,
you are still a student.
See, it'd be a chance at
a whole new legacy, Dad.
One that might
do a little better
at standing the test of time.
Well, now this
looks interesting.
CHARLIE: Hey, where you been?
DON: Hey.
I've been getting these.
ALAN: Hey!
AMITA: Yay!
Your permanent credentials.
You're officially
official again. Yeah, must've
burned McGowan's
ass to give these back.
All right, I'm going to
go grab some beers.
We'll have a victory toast.
Uh, actually, uh,
why don't you guys go ahead.
All right.
For he's a jolly good fellow.
Yeah.
Did I hear right in there?
You actually passed on a beer?
Well, if you insist.
Look, it's not like I don't
feel good for Charlie.
I just, I-I...
I feel...
like, lost.
Oh.
Well.
When you were 12
years old, you broke
a vase that your mom's
grandmother gave her.
You went absolutely crazy
because she didn't punish you.
Do you remember that?
Yeah, I remember
that. Well, maybe
you feel you got away
with something here,
and that, next time, no
one will be there to stop you.
Well, don't worry...
Someone will be there.
You.
You'll be there.
Is that supposed
to make it easier?
Who said it's
supposed to get easier?
♪ When I'm walking
through town ♪
♪ I got a gleam in my eye ♪
♪ My mama thinks it's kickin' ♪
♪ LJ swears that it's cool ♪
♪ There's a meadow in the forest
where we break all the rules ♪
♪ Don't you know it's cool?
I got my songs on my TV ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ Got a wife, I got
the kids, I got the dog ♪
♪ Won't you look at me? ♪
MAN 1 (over radio): Confirm
movement, southwest corner of the house.
MAN 2: Team Alpha moving.
MAN 3: Team Delta moving.
You guys move fast... barely
had enough time to get ready.
Yeah, well, from where I'm
standing, this can't go fast enough.
What's up, guys?
Hey, look who it is! What gives?
Heard your team's a man short.
Yeah, newbie's got
anti-terror training.
You filling in, huh?
Well, if you guys will have me.
Okay, now, the FBI is gonna
go right in the front door.
Secret Service, U.S.
Marshals have the side porches
and the back door.
LAPD,
you're gonna be the perimeter.
Looks like a bit
of overkill, no?
This guy's just a
simple con man.
Make no mistake, Agent Granger,
there is nothing
simple about him.
The FBI's been tracking
him for 26 months.
I, myself, have been
tracking him for two years.
If it's all right with
you, I'll call the shots.
(indistinct radio transmission)
Everybody ready?
Standing by.
BLOOM: On my count.
One, two, three...
(door thuds open) FBI! FBI!
Move in! Move in! Move in!
Move! Move!
We're clear! Unit One, move in!
Living room clear!
Bottom floor clear! Go! Go! Go!
AGENT 1: Kitchen clear!
AGENT 2: Hallway clear!
AGENT 3: Bedroom clear!
Where the hell is he?
He's got to be somewhere.
We're going to find him.
Perimeter, you got anything?
(over radio): Perimeter clear.
No one's exited. COLBY:
Don, take a look at this.
A baby monitor.
He saw us coming.
DON: Oh, yeah, check that out.
Hey, I don't care if
he saw us coming.
He was in when we hit.
We're going to
get him. All right.
Nothing. Place is clean.
Okay, so he's hiding.
We've got to find him. There's
a trapdoor or something.
You know what? Everybody out.
I know exactly what to do.
First, we'll bring in the dogs.
And if that doesn't work,
we're just going to
rip this place apart.
We're not going to
lose him this time.
Everybody out. Let's go.
LARRY: Charles, my little
ambulatory reference book...
Chaitin's Omega Constant?
Omega equals .00787499699.
What are you working on?
Ooh, FBI file.
Don asked me to take a
look at something. Hey!
Don't be such a hard-ass.
Look, as sympathetic
as I am to your plight,
I'm not about to lose
my security clearance
just to assuage your curiosity.
How long
is this going to go on?
I'm not talking about your
little Ricky and Lucy show.
Charlie, the FBI?
Shouldn't there be
a decision by now?
Well, yeah, well,
McGowan still has
to submit his recommendation,
and then I guess the ADIC's
going to make their decision.
Not that your
lack of credentials
has kept you from
working with Don.
The "hard-ass" pejorative
aside, I hope you know
we're all pulling for
you, and Don, of course.
Thanks. ALAN: Good grief.
What is it, Dad? (groans)
The city has started a new
development down at Westmont.
Look at this: theaters,
shops, apartment houses...
Alan, when did you
become so anti-build?
I'm not against
development, just not there.
(indistinct radio
transmission, chatter)
We had a secure
perimeter. He never exited.
We'll get LAPD to put
the picture out wide.
Well, that's the thing,
we don't have a picture.
What do you mean? You said
you've been after the guy for two years.
Well, that's how good he
is, Eppes... there's no picture.
There's no fingerprints
on file. He's got no record.
Sounds like you're
chasing a ghost.
Yeah, a ghost that took $10
million from 14 companies.
(Liz sighs) Anything?
Nope, a lot of
nasty stuff up there,
but none of it your target.
Well, he just didn't disappear.
You said this
guy's faked his way
into a lot of jobs
before, right?
He ever impersonate a magician?
Wait... what about an agent?
Brad, play that
video back for me.
Yes, sir.
How many agents
went in? Uh, we, uh...
five of ours,
six marshals, four
Secret Service; 15.
Okay, so how many come out?
One, two,
three, four, five,
six, seven, eight,
nine, ten, 11,
12, 13, 14, 15, 16.
Sixteen.
Boom.
Right there. Son of a bitch.
Posed as an agent
and walked out with us.
(slaps table)
All right, so here he goes.
He never turns.
He never shows his face.
There's just no way
to pull an ID from that.
This is still all I've got.
Early on, somebody called him
George Bailey, the name stuck.
From, uh, It's a Wonderful Life?
Everybody we interviewed said
he's the nicest guy
in the whole world.
I think his greatest talent is
that he can bluff his
way into any profession.
He can be a school
teacher, a doctor,
a salesman, a lawyer...
He gets in, turns on the
charm, gains their trust.
DON: Which gives him access
so he can get the files, the
accounts, the passwords...
He steals modestly at
first, a thousand, $1,500.
He disappears, then
he goes in again,
hits the accounts,
hundreds of
thousands of dollars.
So the first time's a trial run.
He can test out any
of these passwords
or PINs he's picked up.
Waits till he's safely away
before making the big score.
It's the same pattern we see
with the Eastern
European syndicates.
They have a single
guy on the inside,
unlocks the accounts, and
then they wipe 'em clean.
My bet is that this
Mr. George
Bailey is just the tip
of a much larger iceberg.
Wait, hold on.
Hey, McGowan, McGowan...
Agent Eppes. What's
going on? Come on.
Agent Eppes, the
investigation is slow
because I insist
on being thorough.
All right, well, I mean,
can you at least tell me
how long until we get an answer?
(sighs): All right.
You need an answer, here it is.
I'm recommending
disciplinary action against you
for violations in the cases
of Crystal Hoyle
and Clay Porter.
I'm also recommending
against Professor Eppes
getting his security
clearance back.
You know, look, I
understand about me, but...
Well, with Charlie,
you're just...
you're hurting the Bureau.
You and your
brother are the ones
who tied your fortunes
together, not me.
Besides, I already submitted
my recommendation.
It's in the ADIC's hands now.
This guy left in a hurry.
Only the clothes on his back.
Still there's not a single
personal item he left behind.
It's kind of creepy.
Maybe he's just very careful.
(sighs): No.
It's more than that.
You and Colby, right,
you guys are both
bachelors, you live alone.
Either of your
places look like this?
Little pillows, tchotchkes,
all these pictures...
"Tchotchkes"?
You know what I'm
saying. Yeah, you're saying
the guy is creepy for
decorating his own house.
No, it's generic,
like a catalog page.
I mean, look at this.
All these photos
came with the frames.
It's like he was trying
to create a home,
but didn't know how.
(car door closing)
Neighbor.
How are you doing, ma'am?
FBI. We, uh, have some questions
about the guy
that lives over here.
Do you know him? Not really.
People up here tend to
keep to themselves. Okay.
What about maybe
people coming and going?
Have you ever seen anyone?
His girlfriend was out
here two nights ago.
They were arguing.
How'd you know it
was his girlfriend?
You could just tell, you know?
What were they arguing about?
I couldn't hear.
I was watching from inside.
I thought you tend to
keep to yourselves up here?
I've only been in
LA a couple of years.
I'm still a little starstruck.
What do you mean?
Who's his girlfriend?
Kelly Rand.
She was briefcase number 11.
Now she's got a new TV show.
Is he still not there?
Nope.
I left two messages.
That's so unlike your dad.
You worried? More curious
than anything else,
'cause I can't understand
what might have
bothered him so much
about that building project.
Hey,
Charlie. Hey.
You got a second?
There's been a decision.
DON: Not yet,
but I know McGowan
recommended against us.
AMITA: It's just
a recommendation though, right?
The FBI doesn't
have to follow it.
Yeah, they don't have
to, but they tend to.
I'm sorry, man.
Look, it's not
your fault, buddy.
Clearly, the guy is after me,
and you're collateral damage.
What are you going
to do? I mean...
Something new.
It's probably time.
Actually, uh, we could use some
help on this in the meanwhile.
Um, yeah, sure.
Hi. We need to
know how to contact
one of your clients, Kelly Rand.
WOMAN: Excuse me.
I'm Kelly's manager.
Maybe I should be referring you
to her attorney instead.
We just want to talk
to her about a man
she may be involved with.
Well, Kelly is in New
York doing Regis today.
But I think you may have your
information wrong. I'm sorry,
but you don't even know
what our information is.
That's true.
But Kelly happens to be
"involved" as you put it,
with someone here in
the office. DAVID: Really?
Who's that? Ryan Goodwin.
He's been with us
for a couple of weeks.
He look anything like this guy?
DAVID: He's calling himself
Ryan Goodwin. Apparently,
he set up a meeting
with two of the partners a few
weeks ago; by the end of lunch,
they offered him a job.
They didn't check his resume?
I told you this guy was
filled with personality.
They do require
background checks.
They gave our guy the paperwork.
He just never turned it in.
Well, hello there.
Hi. You have very
striking features.
You ever thought of
getting in front of a camera?
Think I'd just like
to focus on the case.
Right.
Well...
I can't tell you how
surreal this whole thing is.
If you ever met Ryan...
He's the nicest
guy in the world.
We've heard.
Look, we're trying
to see if maybe
you have some photos of
him. Something you took
for a press release or something
that was taken at an office party?
Anything?
Well, he was going to have a
picture taken for an ID badge.
But he just kept saying he
hadn't gotten around to it.
Oh, my goodness,
isn't that a shock? Okay.
Why don't we just
get into his computer
so we can see how
much damage he's done?
We're already on it.
You're looking at all the
places he's struck, huh?
LARRY: I was trying to
discern a pattern to his choices.
Why does he select
the targets that he does?
Clearly, there is
a geographic factor,
but, to be truthful,
predictive analytics
is more up Charle"
alley than mine.
Have we figured out
what he was up to?
Well, he was definitely trying
to access the agency's funds,
probing for passwords.
And he came close to hacking
into the client escrow account.
COLBY: But he didn't get in?
Doesn't look like it.
LIZ: So, George
Bailey spent more
than two weeks at the
agency with no payoff.
Is he really the type
just to walk away?
So, what are you saying,
he's gonna go back again?
Sounds like I ought to cancel
my plans for tonight, huh?
Yeah, right, Granger, like
you had any plans anyway.
(whispering)
(door opening)
Oh. You're here.
Hey, where were you all day?
Oh, look at this. Look at this.
They could have
put the parking there,
or even there.
Would have given them
better access to the freeway.
These are the plans
for the city's new project?
Yeah. I got 'em from a guy
who used to work down
at the planning office.
He sent me a copy, and..
(sighs)
Look at this.
Wow.
It's... big.
It's ridiculous is what it is.
What is your issue exactly?
The parking lot, or...?
Well, look where
they're putting it.
Look. Right there.
Right on top of the park.
But...
Well, they've planned
another park here.
It's not my park.
(loud crowd chatter and music)
So this is what it's
like to be on a stakeout.
COLBY: That's right.
You just let us know
when the thrill gets
to be too much
for you to handle.
Come on, Agent Granger.
Being an FBI agent must
be pretty exciting sometimes.
Uh, it has its moments.
Tuesday night, and
this club is packed.
Doesn't anybody else
have to work for a living?
It's a fun club.
If you ever wanted
to go, I could get us in.
Yeah, I don't think
it'd really be my thing.
We'd have a good
time, I promise.
I believe it, but, uh, the
bureau frowns pretty heavily
on fraternizing with
potential witnesses.
Oh, wait, guys. Check it out.
Ms. Stone, is that him?
I recognize the jacket.
DAVID: All right,
he's going in. You
stay right here.
(loud music and chatter)
LIZ: Hey, freeze!
DAVID: Hey!
FBI!
(tires squealing, horn honking)
Whoa! Get back!
(tires squealing, horns honking)
He went that way.
DAVID: Move!
Hey, out of the way! Move!
(panting) Hey, man!
I didn't do anything. Easy.
He gave me 100
bucks, and this jacket.
Who? Some guy.
Just told me to go in
and out of the building.
Said someone would chase me.
We've been suckered.
Get back! Get back! FBI!
Hey, you!
What? Hey, get off my bus! Stop!
Stop that guy. He's stealing
my bus! Open up!
Would you take a picture
of me and my friends?
No, but I'll take your camera.
DAVID: Get off the
bus right now! Hey!
Open up!
Gotcha!
Reflection's killing us.
That's the best the lab can do?
Yeah. I mean, the techs
worked on it all night.
That's twice this
guy has played us.
He's starting to piss me off.
AMITA: Well, I
spent some more time
with his laptop last night,
and found something
very interesting.
He spent a lot of time mining
Social Security numbers.
LIZ: Hmm. Why?
You think he's branching
off into identity theft.
COLBY: It supports the
theory that he's connected
to one of the
European syndicates.
LARRY: You know something?
You have managed
to catch an image here.
Unfortunately, it's not useable.
No, no, no, no, no.
Not this one. Not that.
Right there on the
busman's thermos cap.
Can you just enlarge this bit?
COLBY: Yeah, actually, I can.
Give me a second.
(computer chirping)
Well, what are we supposed
to do with that, Larry?
It's too distorted.
Yeah. Well, certainly to
the limited human eye,
it lacks the physiognomy
of a normal face.
AMITA: The image
has been altered
by the refracting
nature of the surface,
but there's still
information here.
It's called non-linear warping.
LARRY: That's right. It's simply
a matter of perspective.
You take the earliest
astronomers gazing
at the heavens through
their rudimentary telescopes.
Now, they had a magnified
image, but it was flat.
It was two-dimensional.
They knew nothing of
the depth, the dimension,
the measureless immensity
that we can now behold
thanks to Fourier and
the Hubble telescopes.
They simply lacked
the proper perspective.
What Larry is saying
is, we may be able
to calculate the correct
perspective for this image.
(indistinct shouting)
MAN: Come on, man!
(sighs)
You sure this is the park?
(car door closes)
(indistinct shouting)
Well, it's probably been 25
years since I've been here,
but this is it.
Ah, looks like it's
been put to good use.
Well, I know it doesn't
look like much right now,
but you have to understand
what was going on at the time.
It was only a short
time after the riots.
The neighborhood
was badly scarred.
They had burnt-out liquor stores
and vacant markets.
You decided to build a park.
You know what?
Tell you the truth, it
was your mother's idea.
Really? Yeah.
We already had Donny,
and she was probably
pregnant with you.
Took eight months to
push this plan through.
(indistinct shouting)
Hey, remember Tyler James?
Um... yeah.
Played for UCLA.
Yeah. He went on
to play for the Sixers.
It was right here on
this court that he started.
So, that's why you always
followed the Sixers so closely.
You know, my guess is,
this park saved a lot of kids.
I'm sorry.
I know, it can't be easy.
All your hard work...
and they're wiping it away.
So Ryan isn't really Ryan.
That's a crime?
You're not angry your
boyfriend lied to you
about who he was?
Nobody in this town is
who they say they are.
Why should he be any different?
Wow. Then,
you're a hell of a lot
more understanding
than I would be.
I'd be a hypocrite if I wasn't.
Kelly Rand isn't my real name.
I don't even know my real name.
Kelly was raised in foster care.
KELLY: Ryan's the first
guy who wasn't freaked out
by my foster care
horror stories.
He actually wanted to hear.
Can we be done with this now?
Kelly's been up all night.
She just got off a long flight.
Do you know where Ryan is?
No.
And I hope you never find him.
Well, she's either
got a heart of stone,
or she's a hell
of a good actress.
Yeah, well, I've
seen the new show.
I'd go with heart of stone.
How's that?
LARRY: Yeah, higher,
higher, higher. Yes!
There.
Charlie, don't move.
His head was like this. His
head was like this. Yeah.
Boy, you make a terrible
assistant, you know that?
Then let's trade
places for a while.
You're not even
supposed to be here now.
Okay, well, why...
why am I here?
Uh, because the dummy
the biomechanics department
gave Larry was too
heavy for him to carry.
You're here because
I couldn't bear
to watch you pout any longer.
Poor testament
to your powers of observation,
'cause you failed
to notice that I have
not been pouting.
You do seem much more
Zen about the whole situation.
Well, my brother's
career is on the line.
My father's losing his park.
Kind of puts things
in perspective.
I just want there
to be a decision,
one way or the other.
I didn't realize
lip-reading was one
of your superpowers.
What's going on?
How-How'd it go?
Oh! Let's just say,
whatever you've heard about
actresses... probably true.
(laughs)
Are you all right?
Yeah, you know. It's...
It's this thing with Charlie.
Yeah, it's just that,
before all this, we
weren't very close and...
So, you're worried that,
if Charlie stops working for
the FBI, you guys are gonna
grow apart again.
You guys have a bond now.
It's not just gonna disappear.
(phone ringing)
(sighs): Yeah.
Uh-huh.
Okay. I'm on my way.
This is it.
Larry, why'd you stop?
Oh, a moment of contemplation.
Contemplation,
or second thoughts?
You know, working
cell by cell may suffice,
certainly in producing splines,
but there must be a
more elegant approach.
How's it coming?
CHARLIE: I was just wondering
if either of you were hungry.
AMITA: Oh. Really?
You're not here
to check up on our progress?
Maybe a little.
ALAN: Ah, so here's
the brain trust.
Heard about the park, Alan.
I'm sorry. I haven't
given up yet.
I've been political in my time.
There's no reason why
I can't be political again.
In fact, you know
what I was thinking?
I was thinking about
organizing an opposition
in the neighborhood, and then,
starting a petition,
and taking that petition
to the Board of Supervisors.
AMITA: You know, if you need
any rabble-rousers, let us know.
Thank you. I'll
call on you. Okay.
(phone ringing)
It's Don.
Hey, what's up?
They've made a decision.
(elevator bell dings)
(applause)
Welcome back, Professor.
DAVID: Ah!
Must feel good
to be legit again.
Yeah. I got to admit,
it feels pretty good.
Come on in. Welcome back.
Here you go. This is temporary.
The real one's coming soon.
Oh. That was a close one, huh?
I don't know how we
got out of it, brother.
Mm, but we did.
Now this feels like
the unit I used to know.
How are you? Good.
So, you ready to
get back to work?
Yeah. Actually, Larry and Amita
have something for you guys.
Uh, the correction program
for your photograph.
Now, it's not perfect, but
it's a huge improvement
over what you had.
Okay. Here's what happens
when we apply the correction.
(computer chirps and trills)
Is that the man you saw?
It's close. I don't know.
Is there anything more
you can do to it?
Uh, let's try
diffeomorphic matching.
Okay, we can probably play
with the refraction threshold.
No. Wait. I-I see it.
I see it. Just, uh...
All right.
CHARLIE: What if we...
do... something like...
this?
DAVID: That's it.
That's our guy.
All right, I'll run it
through facial recognition.
CHARLIE: Sorry, I didn't mean
to take over like that.
LARRY: Nonsense... it's great
to have you back. DON: Hey.
I've waited for
two years for this.
DAVID: There's no
match. LIZ: Nothing?
What did you run it against?
COLBY: Everything: NCIC,
government employees,
DMV.
The guy's like 25, he's
got no driver's license?
DAVID: Wait a minute.
Try running it against,
uh, foster care records.
It's a hunch, but, uh, something
that the girlfriend said...
Okay, okay, I got it.
CHARLIE: Kevin Oliver.
BLOOM: Are you kidding me?
Wait a minute,
this can't be right.
He's only 18.
We're chasing a kid?
WOMAN: Of course,
I remember Kevin.
We've had a lot of foster
kids here, but not so many
I wouldn't remember one.
He was a charmer.
One of those kids
who could really
turn it on, you know?
So, did he get
into much trouble?
Not exactly.
Meaning what?
Well, Kevin always looked older
than he was.
Other kids looked up to him,
so when someone else
got into trouble, it
was usually my guess
that it was Kevin
who put them up to it.
Our file says that Kevin
entered the foster care program
after his parents were killed.
You have any idea how they died?
Car accident.
Drunk driver got them.
But it was his adoptive
parents, actually.
I always felt for him.
His birth mother
didn't want him.
Then, his adoptive
parents get wiped out.
Seems like more bad
luck than one kid deserves.
BLOOM: We're close.
Closer than we've ever
been, and he knows it.
He's long gone.
That's what I thought
after the raid on the house,
but he stayed around, I
mean, at least long enough
to go back to the
management company.
BLOOM: Hubris, maybe greed.
You know, he never did
crack their accounts.
He didn't want to
leave empty-handed.
Maybe.
Look, this guy, he's...
he's photo-phobic, right?
So he's been able to operate
for the last two years,
partially because
no one's been able to get
a photograph of this guy.
Why would he latch himself
onto a celebrity,
even a minor one?
DON: That's true.
It's a good point.
Fans, paparazzi... I
mean, it's a big risk.
Only reason I can
think of is that he
fell for this girl... for real.
BLOOM: Yeah, well, you know,
they both have foster
care backgrounds.
Maybe he genuinely
cares for her.
I say we should sit on
her... I'll take the first shift.
All right, I'm gonna go
get Charlie back on the clock.
N-No, you... you
don't understand.
What I don't want is
a ballot referendum.
What I'm looking
to get are the forms
for a recognized petition.
You under...
Good, thank you.
I don't remember there
being such bureaucracy
involved in trying to just
make a change, you know?
You have no idea what
hoops you have to go through.
Thank you. You're
not giving up, right?
No, of course not.
Who else is gonna
save that park?
Oh, hey, by the
way, Charlie, um...
how was your triumphant
return to the FBI?
(chuckling)
Well, I'm not gonna lie.
I mean, it felt pretty great.
(chuckling)
I've been trying
to convince myself
that it didn't matter,
you know, that there
were other things
I could do, and...
I'm glad to be back.
(door opening)
Hey, guys.
Donny. Hey.
Hey, Charlie, we
got work for you.
We're thinking Oliver's not
working alone, you know?
He's probably with a
group out of Eastern Europe.
What makes you think
that? It fits the pattern.
We got a guy here in
the States picking locks,
and the rest of them are
abroad sweeping the cash,
which is almost $10 million now.
You want to know
which European syndicate
Kevin Oliver is part of? Yeah.
Belief propagation.
Algorithms
that convert scattered
and incomplete information
into a more coherent picture.
Let's say you are
a TV network on election night,
and you want to be the
first to predict the winner,
so you're gonna
gather information
from all over the country.
And some of that
information is clearly relevant,
like exit polls in Boise or
vote tallies out of Buffalo.
And other information
is subtly related,
like traffic in Houston,
weather reports out of Portland.
What belief propagation does
is it takes massive
amounts of data
and uses probability
calculations to draw
a complete and
accurate conclusion.
In this case, the
winner, or in your case,
Kevin Oliver's coconspirators.
Can you get on that? Right away.
All right, excellent.
So, I guess it must feel good...
The FBI ruling in your favor.
Yeah, I wish I knew why.
You're overthinking it.
You won.
Be happy.
Yeah.
Morning, sunshine.
Are we Kelly Rand
fans yet or what?
No, but I'd definitely
take her lifestyle.
Dinner at the Ivy.
Drinks at Marmont.
Then she went to
three different clubs.
That sounds about like my night,
minus the dinner, the
drinks and the clubs.
She nearly killed me.
You're gonna have it
much easier, though.
She'll probably sleep all day.
All right, bye.
What is this?
She waits till now
to get interesting.
That's awesome.
♪ ♪
If she came here to
surf, she forgot her board.
How do you want to handle it?
Uh, it's up to you, but...
they've both seen me before.
Kevin?
Kevin, where are you?
Kelly.
Hi. I've been so worried.
How are you?
I'm fine... I'm better now.
COLBY: Come
here, Skip... Skipper?
Skip, come here, little guy.
Come here, buddy.
Hey, excuse me, you
guys seen my dog?
Uh, no, man, sorry.
I got a picture of him.
Please take a look,
just let me know.
Oh, no...
All right, buddy.
No, no, let him go!
Let him go!
Stop! Let him go!
Let him go! Let him
go! Game's over, Kevin.
Let's go.
Bloom, we got him.
You got him... I
can't believe it.
Bringing him in right
now. I owe you big, Eppes.
Just don't ask him
what he did to get him,
'cause you don't want to know.
The girlfriend was the key.
See, you're the greatest.
Congratulations, Eppes.
On this and even more
on the ADIC decision.
Come on, Carl,
can't you let it go?
I suppose you think
this gives you carte blanche now
to do whatever you
please around here.
Who knows?
Maybe it does.
Look, I have no idea why
he ruled the way he did.
Don't play naive, Eppes.
We both know why.
You want to know something
funny, Agent Bloom?
I've always feared this day.
Always.
Now I'm sitting here,
you know what I feel?
Relief.
Being on the run...
it's a rush, but...
man, it's no way to live.
I mean, a kid my
age shouldn't have
to worry about ulcers, right?
And you want to
know the worst part?
Always pretending
to be somebody else.
I swear to God, Bloom...
I've been so many
different people
over these past two years,
I don't even know
who I am anymore.
But you're gonna miss
me, you know that?
The game?
I mean, you'll be back
busting bank robbers
or whatever, and you'll see.
It won't be the same.
BLOOM: Why don't you
wipe that smile
right off your face,
Kevin, 'cause it's
not working on me.
You've deceived so many people.
You cheated them
out of their money.
Come on, Bloom, I
never hurt anyone.
I only stole what I needed
and never from an individual.
It was practically petty theft.
9.8 mil is hardly petty theft.
KEVIN: What?
I took maybe 75 grand, tops.
August 18, 2006.
$238,622.
October 30, same year.
$186,242.
What about December?
Oh, now we're getting
really bold.
$386,452.
I can go on
and on and on... you know why?
Because I know every penny.
You saw how I live.
Am I a guy with $10 million?
Look, we can help you out.
We can get you a
deal... Just gotta tell us
who you're working
with. Who I'm what?
You see, Don, I think
that he needs time to think,
so why don't we try
the Federal Detention
Center, 'cause it
will change your mind...
(snaps fingers) like that.
CHARLIE: No, Don's wrong.
He has to be, because
there is not a single node
connecting to a
European syndicate
or anything overseas
for that matter.
So their theory is
wrong, but nonetheless,
a negative finding is
still a finding of value.
Kevin Oliver also lacks nodes
connecting to any
of the major thefts.
So he didn't steal
the $10 million.
No, at least not according
to my belief propagation.
ALAN: Hello, everybody.
Hey, how goes the
battle with city hall?
Well, I've, um...
I've raised the white flag.
You're kidding. Why?
Well, I've been thinking
about something
that Charlie said
about the park
being my hard work.
And I realized that,
um, fighting to preserve it
is just my being selfish,
you know?
Simple narcissism,
you might say. Hey, Dad,
that's not what I
meant. Yeah, I know.
I know, but I've been
studying those plans.
You know, they're very good.
The project is a good one,
and, uh...
well, the neighborhood
could certainly use the jobs.
Yeah, but your park...
The plans include a
park, a better one...
You know, with a pool, and,
uh, skate ramps and, uh...
Well, come on, let's face it,
I'm the only one that's
going to miss that old park.
Just me.
(buzzer) Thanks.
I put in the request sheet.
They're bringing him out.
Okay, good.
So, Charlie thinks
Kevin's telling the truth,
that he wasn't involved
in the larger thefts.
Does that make sense?
Does to Charlie.
So, I mean, who pulled
the larger hauls then?
That's what we're
gonna ask Kevin.
Somewhere along the way he must've
told someone about his operation;
and then they just
figured out how to exploit it.
Gonna be a moment.
We're having difficulty, uh,
finding the prisoner.
What do you mean? Where is he?
We're gonna order a
lockdown, get a full head count.
We'll find him.
All right, wait a minute.
Wait a minute.
Hey, roll back those monitors.
Roll 'em back. Yes, sir.
All right, hurry up, hurry up.
This one right
here, roll that back.
All right,
hurry up. Keep
comin', keep comin'.
Okay, stop right there.
That guy's an attorney.
I signed him out myself.
Granted him early
parole is what you did.
I don't understand.
How the hell does he
just walk out of there?
He convinced a guard he
had a meeting with his lawyer.
The guard lets him
into the Attorney Room,
Public Defender's in the can,
Kevin grabs his jacket
and his briefcase and...
I mean you gotta admit, this
guy, he's resourceful, anyway.
Hey, what do you got, Charlie?
Hey, so we've been
looking for the "other thief,"
you know, the one that
cleaned out all the accounts.
And, um, our thinking was
maybe that another employee
along the way figured out
what Kevin Oliver was doing,
and so we started
looking at his coworkers...
And you found someone? Something
else.
An unexpected pattern
of social security numbers.
AMITA: Charlie,
here's another one.
That's-that's 13
now! So, so far,
every single business
that Kevin Oliver
targeted had an employee
with a social security
number that falls
into this form. Seven,
eight, two, three...
something, something,
something, six, four.
And there's, at best, a
thousand combinations
in the US
that fit this. This
is no accident.
You're saying that's why Oliver
chose what business to target?
Because one of the
employees had that number?
CHARLIE: It has to be.
BLOOM: Hello.
They're all women. And all
in the same age range,
38 to 46.
Wait a minute.
Where's, uh, Kevin
Oliver's Foster Care file?
I need to see if
there's anything
on his adoption in there.
No, you're not going
to find anything.
They're all blacked out to
protect the mother's identity.
Look.
You can still see part
of his mom's social.
CHARLIE: Mm-hmm.
Seven, eight, two, three,
something,
something, something,
six, four.
That's the Big Score
Kevin Oliver's been after.
He's trying to find his mother.
I told you, I don't
know where he is.
COLBY: That's what
you said last time.
Then you took a little
walk underneath the pier.
So, why don't you just
tell me where he is, Kelly?
I know he's not going anywhere
without telling you.
I'm done talking.
From now on, you can
go through my lawyers.
Never mind, Colby.
We found his mother.
Bloom got a judge
to open up his adoption records.
A couple of San Diego agents
just brought her up.
Well, we're done here then.
So, how long before
she makes the call?
My guess, as soon as she
gets out of the elevator.
Think he'll go for the bait?
He's been searching
for her for two years.
Maybe he's the type to
be patient, but I doubt it.
Need a cab, ma'am?
Wait.
He's in the cab.
He's in the cab!
Take the taxi!
(tires screeching)
OFFICER: All teams!
This way, ma'am.
FBI!
On suspect, moving in.
No. No! You're...
He just got out of the vehicle.
Agents, go! Go, go, go!
Is that really her?
Is that my mother? Hold on.
Wait, you got to give me a
minute with her, please man.
I'll tell you what...
You'll catch up with
her in 20 years, all right?
Wait, wait, hold on.
Oh, no.
He does not deserve this. Hey.
Take your time.
What? Let's just go
for a little walk.
So his first target was
a software company
owned by your sister.
What, this was personal?
I told you right from the
beginning it was personal.
I just didn't tell
you why. Come on.
What... he got away with
a couple thousand bucks,
you launched a
full investigation.
It's my sister.
The regular cops
wouldn't even give it a look.
Because it was petty theft.
You don't get it do you?
This guy keeps getting
away with everything.
He's laughing at us.
You saw him in interrogation.
He's making us look like idiots.
He's making me
look like an idiot.
Oh, so you raised the stakes.
Yeah, Charlie couldn't
connect him to that 10 mil.
What happens if
he looked into you?
I have just spent every
day of the last two years
chasing this punk.
I could've retired eight
months ago, but I didn't.
I stayed until
this job was done.
So you go out on a win,
eight figures in the bank.
If...
I took the money.
Yeah.
It would have only been
to get this case the
attention it deserves.
It would have
been put in a trust.
Kid gets caught,
every penny goes back.
Two years, Eppes.
You do what you got to do
in order to get the job done.
You know that.
Just read your brief
on Agent Bloom.
You willing to stand by it?
Meaning? Meaning,
on your say-so, I'm about to
erase a man's 34-year career;
so I'm trying to figure out
which side of the
line you stand on.
Well, maybe if the line stopped
moving, Carl, I could tell you.
It's a funny thing, but, uh...
I was thinking that
you were as surprised
by the ADIC's decision as I was.
Maybe it is more about
“get things done” these days.
Maybe that's more
appropriate for the times. Hmm?
Personally,
I don't have the stomach
for that kind of FBI.
You're not going
to give it up and walk
away on us, are you?
I've got no illusions,
I'm one of the old
guys around here now.
Guys like you,
guys who don't
need boundaries...
Could be you're the
future of the Bureau.
Give that to your
brother for me, will ya?
What?
Why is the room
suddenly filled with
people staring at me?
Take a look at these.
Ah, Charlie, please.
No more plans.
I've seen enough. These
plans are different, Alan.
CalSci is
expanding their mechanical
engineering department.
Right?
They're building a
whole new complex.
The emphasis will be
on eco-friendly design,
minimal carbon footprint...
Right up your alley.
Really? Larry's already talked
to the Provost, and
if you're interested,
they would love the benefit
of your planning expertise.
Well, at a greatly
discounted rate,
of course, I mean technically,
you are still a student.
See, it'd be a chance at
a whole new legacy, Dad.
One that might
do a little better
at standing the test of time.
Well, now this
looks interesting.
CHARLIE: Hey, where you been?
DON: Hey.
I've been getting these.
ALAN: Hey!
AMITA: Yay!
Your permanent credentials.
You're officially
official again. Yeah, must've
burned McGowan's
ass to give these back.
All right, I'm going to
go grab some beers.
We'll have a victory toast.
Uh, actually, uh,
why don't you guys go ahead.
All right.
For he's a jolly good fellow.
Yeah.
Did I hear right in there?
You actually passed on a beer?
Well, if you insist.
Look, it's not like I don't
feel good for Charlie.
I just, I-I...
I feel...
like, lost.
Oh.
Well.
When you were 12
years old, you broke
a vase that your mom's
grandmother gave her.
You went absolutely crazy
because she didn't punish you.
Do you remember that?
Yeah, I remember
that. Well, maybe
you feel you got away
with something here,
and that, next time, no
one will be there to stop you.
Well, don't worry...
Someone will be there.
You.
You'll be there.
Is that supposed
to make it easier?
Who said it's
supposed to get easier?