Person of Interest (2011–2016): Season 1, Episode 22 - No Good Deed - full transcript
Finch and Mr. Reese are tailing a spy working for the NSA. As he gets too close to finding out about the Machine, the Government are out to get him.
You
are being watched.
The
government has a secret system...
a machine that
spies on you every hour of every day.
I
know,because i built it.
I designed the machine to
detect acts of terror,but it sees everything...
violent crimes
involving ordinary people,people like you,
Crimes the
government considered irrelevant.
They wouldn't
act,so i decided i would.
But i needed a partner...
someone with the skills to intervene.
Hunted by the
authorities,we work in secret.
You
will never find us.
But victim or perpetrator,if
you're number's up,we'll find you.
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thought you would have
turned this thing off by now.
we turn it over tomorrow.
I'm keeping it online
as long as possible.
the world has been spinning for 5
billion years without your machine,harold.
I'm sure it will be
fine for one more night.
honestly,I'll be glad
to be rid of the thing.
this "thing" has already
saved countless lives.
you mean countless relevant lives.
we had to draw the line somewhere.
everyone is relevant to someone.
You would know that if you had
anyone in your life you cared about.
I'm sorry.
What you've built here is incredible.
And no one else will ever
get a chance to tell you that.
And I don't envy the decisions you've
had to make,but I worry about you.
Seven years,you've been watching other
people's lives,their plans,their relationships.
Maybe it's time for you to
invest a little time on your own.
who says I haven't?
I know you like your secrets,harold,but
if you had found someone,
I would never hear the end of it.
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hello,lionel.
you ready to bust some dirty cops?
Simmons wants me to meet
the h.r. Brass next week.
then call me next week.I'm
busy with research.
research?
You mean following your boss again.
you tailed him for weeks.You
couldn't even find out where he lives.
yeah,well,unless you got an address,I'd
say that we're both striking out,huh?
finch?
we need to meet,Mr. Reese.
We've just received another number.
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we never had this conversation,
but I wanted to thank you personally
for your work on the dubal report.
- If you hadn't flagged carlson
- carlson,sir?
he was the key to the whole thing.
You saved our asses,son.
thank you,sir.
henry peck,33 years old,never
married,lives alone in turtle bay.
Peck works as a chartered
financial analyst,
which is a fancy way of saying he
picks stocks for a small financial firm,
decker north and associates.
Are you following me?
financial analyst.
It's riveting.
well,they can't all be
babies and mafia dons.
So far,the most unusual thing about henry peck is
that he has better-than-average security habits.
I haven't been able to hack his
voicemail,his email,or any online accounts.
secretive,solitary...
He's just like you,finch.
So how'd you get his number?
well,john,there's this machine...
yeah,but you didn't get it here.
No... It's much more subtle than that.
And it's time I knew how the
machine communicates with you.
why?
not to be blunt,but wouldn't you want me to keep
doing this if something ever happened to you?
if something ever happens,I have...
A contingency.
well,sooner or later,you're gonna need
to let the cat out of the bag,finch.
curiosity kills cats,Mr. Reese.
well,finch,so far the well,finch,so far
the biggest threat to peck is a paper cut.
Any luck getting more info on him?
it's gonna take more than luck.
The firm's firewall is
even better than peck's.
yeah,I've got line of
sight on his office,
but I can't get any signals
from his wi-fi or his cell.
he works in the iqz telecom building.
Financial firms like to
co-locate with internet hubs
so they can get their trades
in a few picoseconds faster.
If you're not getting a signal,it's probably
just interference from iqz's antennas.
couldn't bluejack him,finch,so
I went old school...
Wireless bug.
alicia,it's henry peck... Uh,again.
Listen,I really need to talk to you,so please just
give me a call and we'll find a place to meet,okay?
- alicia...- So who's
alicia?An ex-girlfriend?
Or someone he wishes was a girlfriend?
Mr. Peck!
You forgot to wipe your phone.
he has to wipe his phone's memory?
it's become common practice for
executives traveling overseas,
but that's the first time
I've heard of it here.
sorry,I guess I'm just a
little distracted today.
well,you work too hard.
I want to know what
goes on in peck's office,
and since we can't get signals
out,I'll have to charm my way in.
may I help you?
yes,um... John rooney,assets.
- I have a meeting with...
- thomas brewster,c.f.a.
tom brewster.I'm a tad early.
we just lost the feed from our bug.
I don't have a record of that meeting,
and I'm afraid nobody's allowed
back without an appointment.
Perhaps you should reschedule.
perhaps I should.
I'm surprised,Mr. Reese.
That nice young lady seemed
somehow impervious to your charms.
that nice young lady had a .45
pointed at me under her desk.
There's a guard and a
spin lock on the main door.
This isn't a financial firm.
- It's a s.c.i.f.
- sensitive compartmented information facility.
Secret government installation
designed to protect classified data.
peck's no financial analyst either.
He's a n.o.c.,some kind of spy.
and you thought he didn't have a life.
so how do we spy on a spy?
I believe I've found a way in,Mr. Reese.
The security in peck's office
blocks wireless signals,
but what about good
old-fashioned wires?
And since every office runs on
caffeine,all we have to do is hide a camera
and transceiver inside
a shiny new coffeemaker,
wire it to send data out through the electrical
system,then wait for them to plug it in.
let me play that for you again.
got a signal,finch.
that's the voice of hassan ben amir.
I listened to him every day
when I was at fort meade.
Hassan is a major player,funding
terror throughout the middle east,
and if he's calling new
york,we need to pay attention.
Now,if you'll look
at these intercepts...
peck's an intelligence analyst,and
from the sound of it,a damn good one.
that's why they're
in a telecom building.
They can jack into the feeds.
It's an nsa listening station.
I guess we'd better listen.
All right,finch,peck just got home.
Time to see what our spy does at night.
So far... Not much.
not everyone is a social
butterfly,Mr. Reese.
For some of us,human
interaction is difficult.
not calling it "human
interaction" might help.
Works around the clock,no
sign of friends or family...
Poor guy doesn't seem
to have much of a life.
well,we can hardly fault him for
that,seeing as everyone thinks we're dead.
Mr. Peck. Are you there?
Mr. Peck?
Mr. Chen?
your landlord called with a complaint.
You mind if we have a
look around,Mr. Peck?
what's this about?
I was wondering the same thing.
well,apparently your smoke
detector was malfunctioning today.
When Mr. Chen entered
the apartment to fix it...
He saw these.
Adderall,felony weight.
what?
No,that's not mine.
we're sure they'll give you a chance
to explain it down at the station.
- Let's go.
- hold on.
I'd rather have the chance
to explain it right here.
well,finch,I think peck's life
just got a little more interesting.
finch?
feedback from the bug.
Something else must be on the channel.
Trying to clean it...
It's the same signal.
There's another bug.
Someone else is listening.
yeah,and I think I've got eyes on him.
I think those drugs were planted,finch.
I think peck's being set up.
Question is,why?
you ever buy 20 copies of
the same magazine,carter?
- what?
- never mind.
Do you have news?
peck made bail about an hour ago.
I got everything I could on
henry peck,which isn't much.
Only one charge on his
record,and peck had that expunged.
does he have a history of drug abuse?
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not even close.It was a speeding ticket.
he fought to get a speeding
ticket off his record?
it was "the principle of the thing."
At least,that's what peck
said in his meticulous,
78 page brief he sent the judge.
Got to love a man who
doesn't know when to quit.
- Thanks,carter.
- yep.
well,peck's no addict.Somebody
planted those drugs.
I visited the bodega that's down
the street from peck's office...
And chatted up their wireless network,
downloading this video of someone
breaking into his apartment.
I'm pretty sure that's the
same guy I saw last night.
Whoever he is,he's well-trained.
someone's targeting peck.We
need to figure out why.
And until we figure
out who's after him...
I'll keep an eye on peck.
henry,we need to talk.
We know about the
arrest and drug problem.
there is no drug problem.
under executive order 13526,your security
clearance is suspended,pending investigation.
You're hereby placed on administrative
leave,effective immediately.
- please,sir,you can't just
- I need you out,henry.
As of this moment,you
can't work for the nsa.
in the seven years I've worked here,the
strongest drug I've taken is aspirin.
There's something else going
on here.I'm being set up.
You're alleging some greater conspiracy
here,I can add that to your file,
but it might make you seem unstable.
question authority and
they call you crazy.
Peck's being forced out.
I don't know about you,Mr. Reese,but
I'd very much like to know why.
I'm sorry to keep calling,but
it's really important.
Please,I just need to speak to ted gibbons,my
- Hello?
recognize that name,finch?
theodore gibbons,deputy
director of the nsa.
he's going over his boss' head,way over.
Whatever peck's into,it's big.
"out of the country"? Really?
Because some guy at headquarters
just told me he was in a meeting.
Any decent analyst wou
- Hello? Hello?
someone is destroying peck's
life for asking questions.
About what?
finch,the security camera over
peck's door,was it working last night?
yes. Why?
because someone's in his apartment.
what the hell?
Mr. Reese,is everything o-
I'll take that as a no.
finch,I know a government
trained assassin when I see one.
They're not just after peck's job.
someone in washington wants him dead.
then we need to protect him,Mr. Reese.
He can't have gotten far.I'll
use the bug to track him down.
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hello?
hi,ted gibbons please.
hello?
deputy director gibbons,my
name is henry peck.
I work for you.
this is my daughter's cell phone.
How did you get this number?
I'm sorry to bother you,sir,but
someone just tried to kill me.
what?
now,three weeks ago,you called me off
the record to congratulate me on a report
that I submitted that led to the
high-level arrest of a man named carlson,
but I never heard of a carlson.
his name was in your report.
but I didn't put it there.
Someone slipped this
name into my report,
and that one name was the key to
stopping a major terrorist attack.
All I did was ask questions.
I have been arrested,I have lost my job,
and they're trying to execute
me,and I just want to know why.
don't ever call me again.
everything okay,finch?
I know who wants peck
dead and I know why.
I know what he's been
asking questions about.
They want him dead because of me.
henry peck doesn't know it,but
he's been asking about the machine.
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is something wrong,alicia?
you mean other than being a part of an ongoing
conspiracy to spy on millions of americans?
yes,but it's all for a good cause.
day after tomorrow,freight
train out of des moines.
The last six cars,the manifest will list the
contents as decommissioned computer parts.
What about things on your end?
the facility is designed to
the specifications you gave us,
any other problem?
dissemination.
We have a protocol in place.
If the machine identifies a suspect,the
name will find its way to the right people...
With no way to trace the
intel back to the source.
there can't be.Otherwise...
We'll all wind up someplace where
no one's going to go looking.
Eight people in the
world know it exists.
We need to keep it that way.
seven,nathan.
Seven people,unless you told someone.
Come on,alicia,you know
I'm terrible at math.
The people on your end...
You sure about them?
making sure no one ever finds out
about the machine is our problem.
We'll take care of it.
we've known each other
a long time,alicia.
Something's got you rattled.
I'm fine,nathan.
I'll be happier when this thing is
settled and I can go back to my day job.
and what's that exactly?
classified.
You can buy me that drink now.
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yeah,carter?
one of peck's neighbors called 911,said
they saw two men fighting in his apartment.
Is everything okay?
the situation has been resolved.
We're fine now,detective.Thank you.
doesn't sound resolved to me.
so peck asks about your machine,and
now someone's trying to kill him.
Something you want to tell me,finch?
as with all computer systems,the
big problem is human error.
Strictly speaking,the
machine is not legal.
I always knew that certain measures
would be taken to protect it,but...
But as I found out myself,the people
I've entrusted it to are more...
Ruthless than I anticipated.
hello?
- is this peck?
- alicia corwin?
corwin?
That's the alicia he's trying to meet?
She worked for the
national security council.
miss corwin,are you there?
you've been looking for me?
can we meet?
no.
two months ago,a report I wrote was
changed when it went through your office,
but your office has been shut
down for more than a year.
Please,I just want to
know what's going on.
I just want my life back.
sibilance.
okay.
Is there anything else you can tell me?
run.
we need to stop him,Mr. Reese.
From learning more about the
machine,about sibilance,whatever that is.
We need to treat this like an outbreak.
Peck is infected
- With an idea,but infected all the same.
Anybody he talks to can wind up dead,
and everything that peck uncovers makes it that
much more impossible for us to save his life.
so let's just get him to a safe house.
it's not that simple.
He'll want to know who we are,and knowing that would
put him closer to finding out about the machine.
whatever we do to save peck,it must
be without him knowing that we exist.
Mr. Reese,are you even listening?
well,now we have a bigger problem.
Peck found the bug,and
he just gave us the slip.
Peck's cashed out his bank accounts.
His credit cards are popping up at cheap
hotels and liquor stores all over the city.
He's probably handing
them out to the homeless.
The nsa certainly taught him how
to scatter a digital footprint.
Finch,are you getting
anything off peck's phone?
unfortunately,they taught him
how to brick a cell phone as well.
The flash memory is unrecoverable.
What can you tell us about
the people hunting him?
an elite squad,probably
a three-man team.
The guy I fought had a handgun chambered
for rifle ammunition,so it shreds kevlar.
Only one unit I know gave
those as standard issue...
Intelligence support activity,an obscure
army unit that does black-ops so dark,
technically,they don't exist.
guess we better find peck first.
they'll hunt him like I
would,start with his needs...
Sleep,a place to hide,and
a way to get information.
cash-only hotels with internet access.
there's been a complication.
The target's still in play.
that's not a complication.
- That's failure.
- he has assistance.
- who?
- unknown.
One of ours,I think,or
at least he used to be.
We've lost the element of surprise and the
ability to make it look like an accident.
What's the mandate?
take the gloves off.
Get it done.
I've got a hit,Mr. Reese,a
youth hostel in hell's kitchen.
I can't be certain he's still there,but
peck definitely used their computer.
He wasn't able to dig
up anything on sibilance,
but he had good luck finding a pinout
to hack the card reader at his office.
I believe Mr. Peck is
planning to break into the nsa.
He's in.
so am i.
then I'd very much appreciate
it if you would stop peck
from getting any more information
that'll get him killed.
correct me if I'm wrong,but if I take
those reports,he's gonna know I exist.
I recognize this is a challenging
situation,but you have to avoid direct contact.
peck!
you're right,Mr.
Reese.It's a three man team.
21/2.
hey,I just broke in that building,okay?
You gonna arrest me?
what the hell's the matter with you?
hey,don't lose those.That's evidence.
You're gonna want that when I confess.
relax,pal.
Soon as I read you your
rights,you can tell us everything.
Get your head down.
finch?
You're not gonna like this.
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everything's in place.
Point-to-point transit
will take ten days.
hope nothing goes wrong in the
rest of the world in ten days.
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wait. Do we have a contingency?
a contingency?
alicia seemed... Nervous.
Now,what do we do if the government
decides to abuse this thing?
they're your contacts,nathan.
they're just people.
The power that this thing represents
- I mean,who would you trust it with?
besides you?No one.
Which is why the machine has been coded
in such a way that it cannot be abused.
It cannot even be accessed.
It upgrades itself,maintains
itself,patches itself.
After tonight,no one can alter it.
ever.
I used to be a software engineer,harold.
Remember,back before I
became your corporate beard?
Any system can be
compromised,given enough time.
We need an off switch,a back door,and
this is our last chance to build one.
you are a talented engineer,nathan,so
you should remember...
Any exploit is a total exploit.
The tiniest crack becomes a flood.
If we build a back door into this machine
and someone else finds out about it,
that would be...
Very bad.
We need to trust the machine,exactly
as we built it,and then let it go.
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car three to central.
Suspect in custody.
Subject's name is peck,henry l.
we've got a bolo on that guy.
Take him to detective
carter at the eighth.
please just listen.
They've taken my job,ruined my life.
Now I know why.
This is the proof.
These are six reports I wrote for the nsa,and
six covert actions based on those reports.
In each case,a single name
gets added to what I wrote,
and each time,that name turns out to be the
key to stopping a major terrorist attack.
Six for six.
The only way to be that accurate is with
illegal surveillance on a massive scale.
"sibilance" is an internal
audit of the nsa intranet.
It's totally routine
- until they find signals hidden just beyond the shannon limit.
It should just be
static,but there was data.
Someone is sneaking just as much
data out as the nsa is taking in.
To scan through all that,you need
an organization ten times our size.
It's more than any human-
Oh,my god,they actually built it.
after 9/11,the government wanted
a computer system- a machine-
That could watch everyone and
everything,catch terrorists before they strike.
They tried with
trailblazer,t.i.a.,stellar wind.
They-they all failed.
But if I'm right,then someone really built
the damn thing,and it's watching us right now.
okay,you want a soda or something?
you just questioned my suspect?
questioned your suspect?
Guy's in there talking a
blue streak all by himself.
Should be wearing a tinfoil hat.
Gets arrested yesterday for drugs,
tonight he throws a bottle at a cop
- This guy's out of his mind.
we need to get you out of here,henry.
who are you?
*david bowie's i'm afraid of americans *
I suppose we can count our blessings
detective fusco isn't the inquisitive type.
But peck's in more danger than ever.
seriously,who the hell are you?
all henry peck did was ask questions.
He deserves a normal life,and if we
have any hope of giving it to him,
we have to destroy all that evidence
and stop him from getting any more.
yes,my name is henry peck.
- I'm an analyst
- who did you just call?
the office of special counsel.
It's the agency that
protects whistleblowers.
oh,I really wish you hadn't
let him do that,Mr. Reese.
The people who know about the machine,one of
them works for the office of special counsel.
what are you doing?
Our own government is spying on us and
they want to kill me to cover it up.
I have to tell someone!
the people you called aren't
who you think they are.
There's no one to tell.
No one is safe.
he just called us.
I'm sending their
last known coordinates.
that's all I need.
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*Johnny's in America*
*I'm afraid of Americans*
*I'm afraid of the world*
get down
*I'm afraid I can't*
*I'm afraid of Americans*
*I'm afraid of the world*
*I'm afraid I can't help it*
*I'm afraid I can't*
*I'm afraid of Americans*
do you know why you
were ordered to kill him?
never asked.
okay,peck,let's get you out of-
This isn't over,finch.
The man wrote 78 pages to
fight a speeding ticket.
I know.
He's not gonna give up.
And neither are the people
who know about the machine.
so what the hell are we gonna do?
a good friend once showed me
that,even with an intractable problem,
one can still find a way
to do the right thing.
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your predecessors failed,and now
peck's reaching out to the press.
He's meeting a reporter tomorrow.
I want you to silence them both.
we'll be there.
you're not the reporter.
Oh,she's quite safe.
Right now,my associate is dealing with the
assassins who were sent to kill you both.
The answer to your question is yes.
it exists.
And it's watching us right now.
I'm telling you this because
you remind me a little of myself.
And I know that,if I were you,I would
keep asking until I knew the truth.
So now you do.
Now stop asking the question.
where is it?
How does it work?I
mean,the servers alone-
I know how you feel.
Your need to understand.
But believe me,Mr. Peck,this is a
mystery you do not want to solve.
Knowing the answer has cost me
something I value more than my own life.
Clean passport,plane tickets,a bank card
to a well-funded account in your new name.
Please,Mr. Peck,for your own sake-
And quite frankly,for mine
- Go and live your life.
Find some secrets of your own.
And if you really need a mystery,I
recommend the human heart.
how do you know all this?
because I built it.
- carter.
- yeah?
that guy peck who pulled
the disappearing act,
we just pulled his prints off a
burnt-out cab with a john doe next to it.
what about peck?Any
idea where he is now?
he's in the wind.
A bunch of paper burned up in that cab.
All we could make out was this.
sibilance
hey,this h.r. Deal's a lock.
We get three days to prepare.
Now we gonna do this or not?
we'll be ready.
I'll call you as soon as I'm done here.
yeah,right.
Like you'll ever be done
spying on Mr. Glasses.
next time I see you,I just
might have his address.
john,your order's ready.
and you're here every day?
Hello,finch.
can I help you?
sorry to bother you.
Detective stills.
Someone reported a
disturbance at this address.
really?
I'm the only one here.
probably just an old lady who saw
a shadow or a kid playing a joke.
We just have to check everything out.
Do you want help with these?
uh,sure.Thanks.
there must be about 50 copies here.
You a collector?
uh,kind of.They send me
extras when it's one of mine.
you draw the covers.
yeah. A bit old-fashioned,I know.
Everything's going digital.
Print is dying.
But,uh,every time I think i'll never work
again,another magazine or newspaper calls,so...
Guess I have a guardian angel.
who's this?
um,that's harold,my fiance.
looks like a nice guy.
yeah.
He's a very nice guy.
I never really thought that
I'd meet anyone who got me.
You know,spending all your time alone,drawing,isn't
exactly the best way to find someone.
But harold found me.
I was painting in the
park one day,and...
There was this man,eating
an ice cream cone in january.
And he smiled at me.
He asked me if I wanted one.
does he live here with you?
no,he doesn't.
Um,he used to.
I lost him two years ago.
There was an accident.
I'm sorry.
Good location.
Clear line of sight,but enough obstructions
and distance to avoid being seen.
I built an app that alerts me if I
ever get within 100 meters of her.
I've never regretted
building the machine.
But I didn't fully
realize the personal cost.
I'm good with computers.
People-well,people
other than grace-
Have always been a mystery to me.
I failed to recognize the lengths to which they
would go to protect the machine,to control it.
By the time I realized
it,it was too late...
For me.
But not for her.
You see,Mr. Reese,if knowing about the machine
is like a virus,that makes me patient zero.
Simply being near me was
putting her life in danger.
I'm sorry.
I was lucky.
I had four years of... Happiness.
Some people only get four days.
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Please,Mr. Peck,for your own sake-
And quite frankly,for mine
- Go live your life.
Find some secrets of your own.
*god is an american *
and if you really need a mystery,I
recommend the human heart.
how do you know all this?
*god is an american *
because I built it.
*god is an american *
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are being watched.
The
government has a secret system...
a machine that
spies on you every hour of every day.
I
know,because i built it.
I designed the machine to
detect acts of terror,but it sees everything...
violent crimes
involving ordinary people,people like you,
Crimes the
government considered irrelevant.
They wouldn't
act,so i decided i would.
But i needed a partner...
someone with the skills to intervene.
Hunted by the
authorities,we work in secret.
You
will never find us.
But victim or perpetrator,if
you're number's up,we'll find you.
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{\a9}2009
thought you would have
turned this thing off by now.
we turn it over tomorrow.
I'm keeping it online
as long as possible.
the world has been spinning for 5
billion years without your machine,harold.
I'm sure it will be
fine for one more night.
honestly,I'll be glad
to be rid of the thing.
this "thing" has already
saved countless lives.
you mean countless relevant lives.
we had to draw the line somewhere.
everyone is relevant to someone.
You would know that if you had
anyone in your life you cared about.
I'm sorry.
What you've built here is incredible.
And no one else will ever
get a chance to tell you that.
And I don't envy the decisions you've
had to make,but I worry about you.
Seven years,you've been watching other
people's lives,their plans,their relationships.
Maybe it's time for you to
invest a little time on your own.
who says I haven't?
I know you like your secrets,harold,but
if you had found someone,
I would never hear the end of it.
{\a9}2012
hello,lionel.
you ready to bust some dirty cops?
Simmons wants me to meet
the h.r. Brass next week.
then call me next week.I'm
busy with research.
research?
You mean following your boss again.
you tailed him for weeks.You
couldn't even find out where he lives.
yeah,well,unless you got an address,I'd
say that we're both striking out,huh?
finch?
we need to meet,Mr. Reese.
We've just received another number.
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we never had this conversation,
but I wanted to thank you personally
for your work on the dubal report.
- If you hadn't flagged carlson
- carlson,sir?
he was the key to the whole thing.
You saved our asses,son.
thank you,sir.
henry peck,33 years old,never
married,lives alone in turtle bay.
Peck works as a chartered
financial analyst,
which is a fancy way of saying he
picks stocks for a small financial firm,
decker north and associates.
Are you following me?
financial analyst.
It's riveting.
well,they can't all be
babies and mafia dons.
So far,the most unusual thing about henry peck is
that he has better-than-average security habits.
I haven't been able to hack his
voicemail,his email,or any online accounts.
secretive,solitary...
He's just like you,finch.
So how'd you get his number?
well,john,there's this machine...
yeah,but you didn't get it here.
No... It's much more subtle than that.
And it's time I knew how the
machine communicates with you.
why?
not to be blunt,but wouldn't you want me to keep
doing this if something ever happened to you?
if something ever happens,I have...
A contingency.
well,sooner or later,you're gonna need
to let the cat out of the bag,finch.
curiosity kills cats,Mr. Reese.
well,finch,so far the well,finch,so far
the biggest threat to peck is a paper cut.
Any luck getting more info on him?
it's gonna take more than luck.
The firm's firewall is
even better than peck's.
yeah,I've got line of
sight on his office,
but I can't get any signals
from his wi-fi or his cell.
he works in the iqz telecom building.
Financial firms like to
co-locate with internet hubs
so they can get their trades
in a few picoseconds faster.
If you're not getting a signal,it's probably
just interference from iqz's antennas.
couldn't bluejack him,finch,so
I went old school...
Wireless bug.
alicia,it's henry peck... Uh,again.
Listen,I really need to talk to you,so please just
give me a call and we'll find a place to meet,okay?
- alicia...- So who's
alicia?An ex-girlfriend?
Or someone he wishes was a girlfriend?
Mr. Peck!
You forgot to wipe your phone.
he has to wipe his phone's memory?
it's become common practice for
executives traveling overseas,
but that's the first time
I've heard of it here.
sorry,I guess I'm just a
little distracted today.
well,you work too hard.
I want to know what
goes on in peck's office,
and since we can't get signals
out,I'll have to charm my way in.
may I help you?
yes,um... John rooney,assets.
- I have a meeting with...
- thomas brewster,c.f.a.
tom brewster.I'm a tad early.
we just lost the feed from our bug.
I don't have a record of that meeting,
and I'm afraid nobody's allowed
back without an appointment.
Perhaps you should reschedule.
perhaps I should.
I'm surprised,Mr. Reese.
That nice young lady seemed
somehow impervious to your charms.
that nice young lady had a .45
pointed at me under her desk.
There's a guard and a
spin lock on the main door.
This isn't a financial firm.
- It's a s.c.i.f.
- sensitive compartmented information facility.
Secret government installation
designed to protect classified data.
peck's no financial analyst either.
He's a n.o.c.,some kind of spy.
and you thought he didn't have a life.
so how do we spy on a spy?
I believe I've found a way in,Mr. Reese.
The security in peck's office
blocks wireless signals,
but what about good
old-fashioned wires?
And since every office runs on
caffeine,all we have to do is hide a camera
and transceiver inside
a shiny new coffeemaker,
wire it to send data out through the electrical
system,then wait for them to plug it in.
let me play that for you again.
got a signal,finch.
that's the voice of hassan ben amir.
I listened to him every day
when I was at fort meade.
Hassan is a major player,funding
terror throughout the middle east,
and if he's calling new
york,we need to pay attention.
Now,if you'll look
at these intercepts...
peck's an intelligence analyst,and
from the sound of it,a damn good one.
that's why they're
in a telecom building.
They can jack into the feeds.
It's an nsa listening station.
I guess we'd better listen.
All right,finch,peck just got home.
Time to see what our spy does at night.
So far... Not much.
not everyone is a social
butterfly,Mr. Reese.
For some of us,human
interaction is difficult.
not calling it "human
interaction" might help.
Works around the clock,no
sign of friends or family...
Poor guy doesn't seem
to have much of a life.
well,we can hardly fault him for
that,seeing as everyone thinks we're dead.
Mr. Peck. Are you there?
Mr. Peck?
Mr. Chen?
your landlord called with a complaint.
You mind if we have a
look around,Mr. Peck?
what's this about?
I was wondering the same thing.
well,apparently your smoke
detector was malfunctioning today.
When Mr. Chen entered
the apartment to fix it...
He saw these.
Adderall,felony weight.
what?
No,that's not mine.
we're sure they'll give you a chance
to explain it down at the station.
- Let's go.
- hold on.
I'd rather have the chance
to explain it right here.
well,finch,I think peck's life
just got a little more interesting.
finch?
feedback from the bug.
Something else must be on the channel.
Trying to clean it...
It's the same signal.
There's another bug.
Someone else is listening.
yeah,and I think I've got eyes on him.
I think those drugs were planted,finch.
I think peck's being set up.
Question is,why?
you ever buy 20 copies of
the same magazine,carter?
- what?
- never mind.
Do you have news?
peck made bail about an hour ago.
I got everything I could on
henry peck,which isn't much.
Only one charge on his
record,and peck had that expunged.
does he have a history of drug abuse?
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not even close.It was a speeding ticket.
he fought to get a speeding
ticket off his record?
it was "the principle of the thing."
At least,that's what peck
said in his meticulous,
78 page brief he sent the judge.
Got to love a man who
doesn't know when to quit.
- Thanks,carter.
- yep.
well,peck's no addict.Somebody
planted those drugs.
I visited the bodega that's down
the street from peck's office...
And chatted up their wireless network,
downloading this video of someone
breaking into his apartment.
I'm pretty sure that's the
same guy I saw last night.
Whoever he is,he's well-trained.
someone's targeting peck.We
need to figure out why.
And until we figure
out who's after him...
I'll keep an eye on peck.
henry,we need to talk.
We know about the
arrest and drug problem.
there is no drug problem.
under executive order 13526,your security
clearance is suspended,pending investigation.
You're hereby placed on administrative
leave,effective immediately.
- please,sir,you can't just
- I need you out,henry.
As of this moment,you
can't work for the nsa.
in the seven years I've worked here,the
strongest drug I've taken is aspirin.
There's something else going
on here.I'm being set up.
You're alleging some greater conspiracy
here,I can add that to your file,
but it might make you seem unstable.
question authority and
they call you crazy.
Peck's being forced out.
I don't know about you,Mr. Reese,but
I'd very much like to know why.
I'm sorry to keep calling,but
it's really important.
Please,I just need to speak to ted gibbons,my
- Hello?
recognize that name,finch?
theodore gibbons,deputy
director of the nsa.
he's going over his boss' head,way over.
Whatever peck's into,it's big.
"out of the country"? Really?
Because some guy at headquarters
just told me he was in a meeting.
Any decent analyst wou
- Hello? Hello?
someone is destroying peck's
life for asking questions.
About what?
finch,the security camera over
peck's door,was it working last night?
yes. Why?
because someone's in his apartment.
what the hell?
Mr. Reese,is everything o-
I'll take that as a no.
finch,I know a government
trained assassin when I see one.
They're not just after peck's job.
someone in washington wants him dead.
then we need to protect him,Mr. Reese.
He can't have gotten far.I'll
use the bug to track him down.
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hello?
hi,ted gibbons please.
hello?
deputy director gibbons,my
name is henry peck.
I work for you.
this is my daughter's cell phone.
How did you get this number?
I'm sorry to bother you,sir,but
someone just tried to kill me.
what?
now,three weeks ago,you called me off
the record to congratulate me on a report
that I submitted that led to the
high-level arrest of a man named carlson,
but I never heard of a carlson.
his name was in your report.
but I didn't put it there.
Someone slipped this
name into my report,
and that one name was the key to
stopping a major terrorist attack.
All I did was ask questions.
I have been arrested,I have lost my job,
and they're trying to execute
me,and I just want to know why.
don't ever call me again.
everything okay,finch?
I know who wants peck
dead and I know why.
I know what he's been
asking questions about.
They want him dead because of me.
henry peck doesn't know it,but
he's been asking about the machine.
{\a9}2009
is something wrong,alicia?
you mean other than being a part of an ongoing
conspiracy to spy on millions of americans?
yes,but it's all for a good cause.
day after tomorrow,freight
train out of des moines.
The last six cars,the manifest will list the
contents as decommissioned computer parts.
What about things on your end?
the facility is designed to
the specifications you gave us,
any other problem?
dissemination.
We have a protocol in place.
If the machine identifies a suspect,the
name will find its way to the right people...
With no way to trace the
intel back to the source.
there can't be.Otherwise...
We'll all wind up someplace where
no one's going to go looking.
Eight people in the
world know it exists.
We need to keep it that way.
seven,nathan.
Seven people,unless you told someone.
Come on,alicia,you know
I'm terrible at math.
The people on your end...
You sure about them?
making sure no one ever finds out
about the machine is our problem.
We'll take care of it.
we've known each other
a long time,alicia.
Something's got you rattled.
I'm fine,nathan.
I'll be happier when this thing is
settled and I can go back to my day job.
and what's that exactly?
classified.
You can buy me that drink now.
{\a9}2012
yeah,carter?
one of peck's neighbors called 911,said
they saw two men fighting in his apartment.
Is everything okay?
the situation has been resolved.
We're fine now,detective.Thank you.
doesn't sound resolved to me.
so peck asks about your machine,and
now someone's trying to kill him.
Something you want to tell me,finch?
as with all computer systems,the
big problem is human error.
Strictly speaking,the
machine is not legal.
I always knew that certain measures
would be taken to protect it,but...
But as I found out myself,the people
I've entrusted it to are more...
Ruthless than I anticipated.
hello?
- is this peck?
- alicia corwin?
corwin?
That's the alicia he's trying to meet?
She worked for the
national security council.
miss corwin,are you there?
you've been looking for me?
can we meet?
no.
two months ago,a report I wrote was
changed when it went through your office,
but your office has been shut
down for more than a year.
Please,I just want to
know what's going on.
I just want my life back.
sibilance.
okay.
Is there anything else you can tell me?
run.
we need to stop him,Mr. Reese.
From learning more about the
machine,about sibilance,whatever that is.
We need to treat this like an outbreak.
Peck is infected
- With an idea,but infected all the same.
Anybody he talks to can wind up dead,
and everything that peck uncovers makes it that
much more impossible for us to save his life.
so let's just get him to a safe house.
it's not that simple.
He'll want to know who we are,and knowing that would
put him closer to finding out about the machine.
whatever we do to save peck,it must
be without him knowing that we exist.
Mr. Reese,are you even listening?
well,now we have a bigger problem.
Peck found the bug,and
he just gave us the slip.
Peck's cashed out his bank accounts.
His credit cards are popping up at cheap
hotels and liquor stores all over the city.
He's probably handing
them out to the homeless.
The nsa certainly taught him how
to scatter a digital footprint.
Finch,are you getting
anything off peck's phone?
unfortunately,they taught him
how to brick a cell phone as well.
The flash memory is unrecoverable.
What can you tell us about
the people hunting him?
an elite squad,probably
a three-man team.
The guy I fought had a handgun chambered
for rifle ammunition,so it shreds kevlar.
Only one unit I know gave
those as standard issue...
Intelligence support activity,an obscure
army unit that does black-ops so dark,
technically,they don't exist.
guess we better find peck first.
they'll hunt him like I
would,start with his needs...
Sleep,a place to hide,and
a way to get information.
cash-only hotels with internet access.
there's been a complication.
The target's still in play.
that's not a complication.
- That's failure.
- he has assistance.
- who?
- unknown.
One of ours,I think,or
at least he used to be.
We've lost the element of surprise and the
ability to make it look like an accident.
What's the mandate?
take the gloves off.
Get it done.
I've got a hit,Mr. Reese,a
youth hostel in hell's kitchen.
I can't be certain he's still there,but
peck definitely used their computer.
He wasn't able to dig
up anything on sibilance,
but he had good luck finding a pinout
to hack the card reader at his office.
I believe Mr. Peck is
planning to break into the nsa.
He's in.
so am i.
then I'd very much appreciate
it if you would stop peck
from getting any more information
that'll get him killed.
correct me if I'm wrong,but if I take
those reports,he's gonna know I exist.
I recognize this is a challenging
situation,but you have to avoid direct contact.
peck!
you're right,Mr.
Reese.It's a three man team.
21/2.
hey,I just broke in that building,okay?
You gonna arrest me?
what the hell's the matter with you?
hey,don't lose those.That's evidence.
You're gonna want that when I confess.
relax,pal.
Soon as I read you your
rights,you can tell us everything.
Get your head down.
finch?
You're not gonna like this.
{\a9}2009
everything's in place.
Point-to-point transit
will take ten days.
hope nothing goes wrong in the
rest of the world in ten days.
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wait. Do we have a contingency?
a contingency?
alicia seemed... Nervous.
Now,what do we do if the government
decides to abuse this thing?
they're your contacts,nathan.
they're just people.
The power that this thing represents
- I mean,who would you trust it with?
besides you?No one.
Which is why the machine has been coded
in such a way that it cannot be abused.
It cannot even be accessed.
It upgrades itself,maintains
itself,patches itself.
After tonight,no one can alter it.
ever.
I used to be a software engineer,harold.
Remember,back before I
became your corporate beard?
Any system can be
compromised,given enough time.
We need an off switch,a back door,and
this is our last chance to build one.
you are a talented engineer,nathan,so
you should remember...
Any exploit is a total exploit.
The tiniest crack becomes a flood.
If we build a back door into this machine
and someone else finds out about it,
that would be...
Very bad.
We need to trust the machine,exactly
as we built it,and then let it go.
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{\a9}2012
car three to central.
Suspect in custody.
Subject's name is peck,henry l.
we've got a bolo on that guy.
Take him to detective
carter at the eighth.
please just listen.
They've taken my job,ruined my life.
Now I know why.
This is the proof.
These are six reports I wrote for the nsa,and
six covert actions based on those reports.
In each case,a single name
gets added to what I wrote,
and each time,that name turns out to be the
key to stopping a major terrorist attack.
Six for six.
The only way to be that accurate is with
illegal surveillance on a massive scale.
"sibilance" is an internal
audit of the nsa intranet.
It's totally routine
- until they find signals hidden just beyond the shannon limit.
It should just be
static,but there was data.
Someone is sneaking just as much
data out as the nsa is taking in.
To scan through all that,you need
an organization ten times our size.
It's more than any human-
Oh,my god,they actually built it.
after 9/11,the government wanted
a computer system- a machine-
That could watch everyone and
everything,catch terrorists before they strike.
They tried with
trailblazer,t.i.a.,stellar wind.
They-they all failed.
But if I'm right,then someone really built
the damn thing,and it's watching us right now.
okay,you want a soda or something?
you just questioned my suspect?
questioned your suspect?
Guy's in there talking a
blue streak all by himself.
Should be wearing a tinfoil hat.
Gets arrested yesterday for drugs,
tonight he throws a bottle at a cop
- This guy's out of his mind.
we need to get you out of here,henry.
who are you?
*david bowie's i'm afraid of americans *
I suppose we can count our blessings
detective fusco isn't the inquisitive type.
But peck's in more danger than ever.
seriously,who the hell are you?
all henry peck did was ask questions.
He deserves a normal life,and if we
have any hope of giving it to him,
we have to destroy all that evidence
and stop him from getting any more.
yes,my name is henry peck.
- I'm an analyst
- who did you just call?
the office of special counsel.
It's the agency that
protects whistleblowers.
oh,I really wish you hadn't
let him do that,Mr. Reese.
The people who know about the machine,one of
them works for the office of special counsel.
what are you doing?
Our own government is spying on us and
they want to kill me to cover it up.
I have to tell someone!
the people you called aren't
who you think they are.
There's no one to tell.
No one is safe.
he just called us.
I'm sending their
last known coordinates.
that's all I need.
{\a9}[I'm Afraid of Americans by David Bowie]
*Johnny's in America*
*I'm afraid of Americans*
*I'm afraid of the world*
get down
*I'm afraid I can't*
*I'm afraid of Americans*
*I'm afraid of the world*
*I'm afraid I can't help it*
*I'm afraid I can't*
*I'm afraid of Americans*
do you know why you
were ordered to kill him?
never asked.
okay,peck,let's get you out of-
This isn't over,finch.
The man wrote 78 pages to
fight a speeding ticket.
I know.
He's not gonna give up.
And neither are the people
who know about the machine.
so what the hell are we gonna do?
a good friend once showed me
that,even with an intractable problem,
one can still find a way
to do the right thing.
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admin access
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{\a9}2012
your predecessors failed,and now
peck's reaching out to the press.
He's meeting a reporter tomorrow.
I want you to silence them both.
we'll be there.
you're not the reporter.
Oh,she's quite safe.
Right now,my associate is dealing with the
assassins who were sent to kill you both.
The answer to your question is yes.
it exists.
And it's watching us right now.
I'm telling you this because
you remind me a little of myself.
And I know that,if I were you,I would
keep asking until I knew the truth.
So now you do.
Now stop asking the question.
where is it?
How does it work?I
mean,the servers alone-
I know how you feel.
Your need to understand.
But believe me,Mr. Peck,this is a
mystery you do not want to solve.
Knowing the answer has cost me
something I value more than my own life.
Clean passport,plane tickets,a bank card
to a well-funded account in your new name.
Please,Mr. Peck,for your own sake-
And quite frankly,for mine
- Go and live your life.
Find some secrets of your own.
And if you really need a mystery,I
recommend the human heart.
how do you know all this?
because I built it.
- carter.
- yeah?
that guy peck who pulled
the disappearing act,
we just pulled his prints off a
burnt-out cab with a john doe next to it.
what about peck?Any
idea where he is now?
he's in the wind.
A bunch of paper burned up in that cab.
All we could make out was this.
sibilance
hey,this h.r. Deal's a lock.
We get three days to prepare.
Now we gonna do this or not?
we'll be ready.
I'll call you as soon as I'm done here.
yeah,right.
Like you'll ever be done
spying on Mr. Glasses.
next time I see you,I just
might have his address.
john,your order's ready.
and you're here every day?
Hello,finch.
can I help you?
sorry to bother you.
Detective stills.
Someone reported a
disturbance at this address.
really?
I'm the only one here.
probably just an old lady who saw
a shadow or a kid playing a joke.
We just have to check everything out.
Do you want help with these?
uh,sure.Thanks.
there must be about 50 copies here.
You a collector?
uh,kind of.They send me
extras when it's one of mine.
you draw the covers.
yeah. A bit old-fashioned,I know.
Everything's going digital.
Print is dying.
But,uh,every time I think i'll never work
again,another magazine or newspaper calls,so...
Guess I have a guardian angel.
who's this?
um,that's harold,my fiance.
looks like a nice guy.
yeah.
He's a very nice guy.
I never really thought that
I'd meet anyone who got me.
You know,spending all your time alone,drawing,isn't
exactly the best way to find someone.
But harold found me.
I was painting in the
park one day,and...
There was this man,eating
an ice cream cone in january.
And he smiled at me.
He asked me if I wanted one.
does he live here with you?
no,he doesn't.
Um,he used to.
I lost him two years ago.
There was an accident.
I'm sorry.
Good location.
Clear line of sight,but enough obstructions
and distance to avoid being seen.
I built an app that alerts me if I
ever get within 100 meters of her.
I've never regretted
building the machine.
But I didn't fully
realize the personal cost.
I'm good with computers.
People-well,people
other than grace-
Have always been a mystery to me.
I failed to recognize the lengths to which they
would go to protect the machine,to control it.
By the time I realized
it,it was too late...
For me.
But not for her.
You see,Mr. Reese,if knowing about the machine
is like a virus,that makes me patient zero.
Simply being near me was
putting her life in danger.
I'm sorry.
I was lucky.
I had four years of... Happiness.
Some people only get four days.
{\a9}2012 10 may
Please,Mr. Peck,for your own sake-
And quite frankly,for mine
- Go live your life.
Find some secrets of your own.
*god is an american *
and if you really need a mystery,I
recommend the human heart.
how do you know all this?
*god is an american *
because I built it.
*god is an american *
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