The Good Wife (2009–2016): Season 3, Episode 13 - Bitcoin for Dummies - full transcript

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May I?

Oh. Uh, no, sorry.

I'm, uh, saving them.

This isn't a game,
Mr. Stack.

I didn't say it was.

You're treating it like it is.

I'm treating it with all
the respect it deserves.

Mr. Stack?

Mr. Dylan Stack?
Yes.

Present.
Hi, I'm Alicia Florrick.



We spoke on the phone.
Yes. Nice to meet you.

This is a mistake,
Mr. Stack.

You walk through that door,
we can't help you.

Well, what if
I walk through that door?

What was that about?

Posturing. Heh.

Before we begin, Mr. Stack,

I just want to warn you

that we are a full-service firm.

We don't really take walk-ins.
Oh, well, I'm...

I'm not technically a walk-in.

I called you.
Yes,

ten minutes ago,
saying you were walking in.

Sorry. I don't like
reservations.



I can pay.
For...?

Keeping me out of jail.

Are you in danger
of going to jail?

Yes. The two men out there

are federal agents
from the Treasury.

They've been following me
for the last two days.

Why?

I won't reveal the name
of my client.

Okay.
Oh, no, I-I mean...

that's why they're following me.

Hello.

If you're agents
from the U.S. Treasury

and I ask to see your badges,

you have to show me them,
correct?

May I see your badges,
gentlemen?

Actually, could you
hold them higher?

I practice digital
information law in New York.

The U.S. Treasury wants to
arrest one of my clients,

a client who asked that
I maintain his anonymity.

This is a subpoena

to submit to questioning,

or be imprisoned for 18 months.

Why have you come to us?

To you, actually.

The rumor is

you've had your own dealings
with the Treasury.

Dealings in which
you came out the victor.

Well, I think that's
a bit of an exaggeration.

And as I was saying, we do

have a pretty stable client...

I don't like credit cards
or checks.

That's a lot of money.

It is.

Is it counterfeit?
No, why?

Well, the involvement
of the U.S. Treasury

would suggest some reason for...
concern. No.

They're after my client for...
something else.

And what is that?

He invented a new currency.

Really?

How did he do that?

He invented Bitcoin.

It's a... digital currency.

It's traded and spent online.

Yes. I've read about it.
Well, according to the FBI,

it is a violation of
federal law for individuals

to create private coin
or currency systems.

I think the Treasury feels...
threatened.

Bitcoin?

Yes. It's an online currency.

But he's not going to
pay us in Bitcoin, is he?

No, he's got cash.
Lots of it, in fact.

I don't know, Diane.
It's the U.S. Government.

We swore off these Charge-
of-the-Light-Brigade suits.

We swore off the ones
based on idealism.

This one has cash.
And I know how that sounds.

Okay.

But let's not stick
our necks out too far.

When we poke the bear?

I'm tired. I mix metaphors
when I'm tired.

How's it going?

Well, she sure is different.

You can always get
Kurt Leventhal.

I have his number right here.

No. I rolled the dice.

Hey, what time are they...

- Oh. Here they are. Hello.
- Here I go.

You have the
right to remain silent.

This way.
You visit me in prison?

Every Friday.

I'm putting on a good face.

I'm actually kind of terrified.

That makes sense.

Ooh.

I thought you were gonna
say something comforting,

like, "Don't be."

Sorry.

Well, I guess the truth
is comforting, too.

Sorry to keep you waiting, Mr.
Stack.

We have agreed
to take your case.

Oh. That's great.
Thank you.

But we can't receive the cash.

We need a cashier's check.

Yep.

Only in America is greater
abstraction more desirable.

I am so sorry.

They found asbestos
in my office.

This is fine, thank you.

Mr. Gardner, this is
a proffer session.

It's completely...
Would you like something

to drink?

No, thank you.

It's completely off the record.

- If you give me...
- How about you two?

Oh, I'm fine.
No, thank you.

Well, do you mind
if I have something?

I didn't have breakfast.

Oh, and, um...
we have blankets,

you know, if anybody's cold.

Hi.

Just one morning shake, please.

Thanks.

Sorry. Go ahead.

If you supply us
with truthful information

as to your knowledge

about judicial
criminal conduct,

we'll close this investigation
against you.

No grand jury.

Does that make sense?
It does.

The... the name
of your bookie was...

Give me a hand with this.

...was Jonathan Meade,
is that correct?

Jonathan Meade was the name
of a friend of mine

who I invited to one of my

Wednesday night
basketball games.

But he acted as a bookie?

He acted in a lot of capacities.

At one point,
he was even an actor.

Really? In what?

I... I don't know,

but I think it was
a low-budget movie.

A horror movie?
And you witnessed

several judges placing
bets with Jonathan Meade?

Could you be more specific?
Regarding?

Which three judges?
Excuse me, Ms. Tascioni,

this is Mr. Gardner's proffer,
not ours.

Oh, yes, I know, but

Mr. Gardner needs to know
what you're after

in order to help you.

There were a lot of judges

at this basketball game
over the years,

and how many of them
talked to your actor friend?

Quite a few.
You see?

How can we help you if you won't
give us any direction

on how to help you?

Judge Winter,

Judge Dunaway,

and Judge Parks.

Okay, now it's your turn, Mr.
Gardner.

Did you see Mr. Meade
placing any bets

or otherwise conferring
with these three judges?

I'm sorry.

I wish I could remember.

That was a sham.

She played you.
Yes, thank you, Cary.

This investigator that you're
cultivating at Lockhart/Gardner?

Kalinda?
Mm-hmm.

It's time to stop cultivating,
and start planting.

Okay.

We need to have a conversation
about vulnerabilities.

Here's the difficulty:

I don't know
where I'm vulnerable.

Well, I'd start looking,

because... oh, look,
there's my earring!

Dollar bills can be
lost, stolen, burned.

Bitcoin is here forever,
on the Internet.

While dollar bills are traded
through a bank,

Bitcoin is traded
peer-to-peer. Yay!

See, Mom? Pretty colors.

Fun, right?

Thanks, Zach.

So...

you don't buy Bitcoin.

No, you can.

There are currency traders
online.

Yeah, one Bitcoin's worth
three dollars.

It used to be $33.
People were hoarding.

But that's not how it gets
into circulation. You mine it.

Like gold. The guy who invented
it created this program

that releases blocks
of Bitcoin over time.

That means running software

on your computer
that works to solve

complicated mathematical
problems.

You receive a Bitcoin
when your computer succeeds.

The more computer power
you have,

the more mining you can do.

Once you have Bitcoins...

So you're representing
the inventor, Mrs. Florrick.

That's really cool.
Just his lawyer, Nisa.

Bit less cool.

It's like this big mystery.

The guy who invented Bitcoin.
Nobody knows who he is.

He's supposed to be this
genius cryptographer,

because no one's been able
to break the Bitcoin code yet.

Yeah, my father thinks
he's a Japanese programmer.

I heard Irish. Okay. Well.

Thanks for your help.

This stuff makes me
feel so... dated.

I have to go.

I love you.

Love you, too.

Good morning, Your Honor.
Good morning, Mr. Higgs.

You're representing the U.S.
Treasury today, correct?

Yes, Your Honor.

Good. 'Cause I have
some complaints about

my Susan B. Anthony
silver dollars.

Oh. Well...

That-that was before my time.

No, seriously.
What were they thinking?

They feel like quarters.

Well, again, I wasn't here,

but I can ask around.

Oh, please. Please do.

Ah. Mrs. Florrick. Hello.
Good morning, Your Honor.

So, uh... money...
that's why we're here today?

Oh, yes, Your Honor.

Mrs. Florrick's client

represents a criminal,
Mr. Bitcoin.

Excuse me.

Mr. Bitcoin?

Yes.
That's what we've come to designate

the mysterious creator
of this new Internet currency.

Ah.

Do you guys at Treasury
get a lot of dates?

Yes, we do.
Um... thank you for asking.

And why is this so important?

We believe this unregulated
currency is being used

in a digital black market,

guaranteeing anonymity to money
launderers, drug dealers,

and child pornographers.
And Mr. Bitcoin

is attempting to guarantee
his own anonymity

through the smokescreen
of attorney-client privilege.

I don't think I would call
attorney-client privilege

a smokescreen, Your Honor.

This privilege protects
communications between

a lawyer and his client,
not the client's identity.

Unless his identity

is the subject of these communications.
With one exception.

The "crime fraud exception,"
which requires that

Mr. Stack
reveal Mr. Bitcoin

if he's in the process
of committing a crime.

Which has not been established.

You know, folks,

I always wait in
court patiently

for these little conundrums.

That is why God made me a judge.

So that I could decide on
motions exactly like this.

So... eeny, meeny,

miny, moe.

That's a joke, folks.

Government's motion is denied.

Thank you, Mrs. Florrick.

Now I have to go meet with
some Occupy Wall Streeters.

New clients?

Yes, but...

these don't pay as well.

Hello again.

You're under arrest,
Mr. Stack.

You heard the judge's ruling.

Yes, that attorney-client
privilege applies.

I don't agree, but
I respect the law.

Then we're done.
No, we're not.

I'm arresting Mr. Stack
for being

Mr. Bitcoin.

Oh, come on!
I am coming on.

Mr. Stack presents
himself as a lawyer

representing the
mysterious Mr. Bitcoin,

but we've come to realize
he is Mr. Bitcoin,

and the penalty for
creating a currency

is ten to 30 years.

You're under arrest,
Mr. Stack.

Your Honor, Mr. Higgs
does not believe

that my client
is Mr. Bitcoin.

He is using this arrest
to apply pressure

in counteraction
to your ruling.

Yes, Mr. Higgs,

the timing of the arrest does
seem strangely coincidental.

Bitcoin has incorporated,
Your Honor.

Here are
the incorporation papers.

As you can see,

the only signature evident
is that of Mr. Stack.

Because he's Bitcoin's lawyer,
not its creator.

Bitcoin has subcontractors,

computer entrepreneurs
who supply

animation or random coding.

As you can see from these
affidavits, their only contact

was with Mr. Stack.

Because Mr. Bitcoin
wanted to remain anonymous.

Really, Mrs. Florrick,

must we all use
"Mr. Bitcoin" now?

Occam's razor, Your Honor.

The person signing the checks,
incorporating and becoming

the public face of a company
is the company.

Your Honor, those documents
don't prove anything.

But they are evocative.

And I must say, I am a
sucker for Occam's razor.

So I will grant
Mr. Stack bail

and, uh, hear
arguments tomorrow.

Good to see you again.

Always a pleasure.

The difficulty here

is proving a negative.

How do we prove
Dylan isn't his client

if we can't prove someone
else is his client?

Does he know you're in trouble,
Dylan, your client?

Can he help us?

I'm sorry,
but I can't say anything

without breaking
attorney-client privilege.

Okay, so hit the
incorporation papers...

that's not proof of ownership.

No, play offense, not defense.

How?

Bitcoin isn't a currency.

There's no crime
if Bitcoin is a commodity...

just something to be traded
like a bushel of fruit.

Mr. Gardner taps

his inner rebel.

Good, we have
our strategy in court.

And outside court?

Was there anything said by your
client that would prevent us

from hunting him down
independently?

I cannot help you

without breaking
attorney-client privilege.

But we can do it on our own?

Again, I cannot help you.

Well, the inventor has left

a few fingerprints.

He wrote a manifesto
when Bitcoin came out.

I could use linguistic
analysis to run him down.

Good. And look for
contact points with Stack.

When did they meet?

Where?

You might
try Decode-a-Con.

What, it's not on
your social calendar?

Stack is here
for Decode-a-Con,

the conference of
cryptographers.

Good. Maybe they were
meeting there.

Okay, I'm on it.

Uh, one thing we
might consider.

What?

It could be him.

I am vulnerable.

It's innocent, but it looks bad.

Okay.

Are you sure you
want to tell me?

Subpoenas could go out.

When I stopped gambling,
this friend...

my bookie...
Jonathan Meade,

he forgave my debt.

How much?

$8,000.

It's not much,
but it could look like

a payoff for setting him up
with these judges.

But it wasn't?

I didn't take it that way.

This guy was a friend.

My guess is Wendy is trying
to tie it to a case we won.

They're looking
at three judges:

Winter, Dunaway, Parks.

Could you look at
our cases before them?

I want to anticipate
which one they'll hit.

Sure.

How are you holding up?

I don't want to go to jail.

Up until this week,
I never thought I would.

It's making you more human.

That's not much of a trade-off.

Jim Cramer. I am a former
hedge fund manager,

author and current
host of Mad Money.

Your Honor, we take
this case very seriously.

Obviously, Mrs. Florrick
does not.

Is there an objection
in there somewhere, Mr. Higgs?

We object to the defense
questioning this TV personality

as an expert in currency.

Hmm, well, let
me think about that.

Overruled.

Mr. Cramer, do you
consider Bitcoin a currency?

No, I don't.

It has none of
the characteristics

associated with
coinage and currency.

In what way?

There's no central
bank to regulate it,

it's digital and functions
completely peer-to-peer.

Thank you, Mr. Cramer.

You're welcome, ma'am.

Mr. Cramer,
are you the TV personality

who regularly shouts
and badgers on Mad Money?

Well, I think "badger"
is debatable,

but, yes, I have a
very, dare I say,

flamboyant personality
on my TV program.

And you use various beeps

and honking sounds
on your program,

and sometimes clench a knife
between your teeth?

I would call it a scimitar
more than a knife.

And, yes, I do employ beeps.

Why aren't you objecting?

Because the judge is.

So why on earth should
this court take you seriously?

For the reason

the solidity of my arguments.

So you would
ask this court to ignore

the ass you make of yourself
on TV?

Excuse me, Mr. Higgs.

May I ask you please to be more
cordial in your questioning?

Uh...

Thank you.

My apologies,
Mr. Cramer.

I'm a great fan of your show,
by the way.

Thank you.
No apologies.

Was it Montaigne who said,

"How many valiant men can
survive their own reputation"?

No further questions.

Our software
blocks both schemes,

creating pre-image resistance

and creating a secondary
pre-image resistance...

* Ay, oh, ay, oh,
ay, oh, ay, oh... *

So, hieroglyphics were
the first cryptograms.

The Egyptians, like companies
and governments today,

strove to protect their
sensitive information...

Are you familiar
with the 2009 abstract

that speaks directly
to this issue?

Of course I'm
familiar with the study,

but the methodology
is completely flawed.

Is leakage inevitable?

Leakage is never inevitable.

C++ allows for some restrictions

based on the complexity
of the leakage.

Okay?

Now, if you gentlemen
will excuse me,

I will be right back.

Hey.

Sorry. This is the only place
I can get some peace and quiet.

Oh, no problem.

It's quite a scene, isn't it?

Oh, just wait
till the Crypto-Bash.

There's nothing like a bunch
of drunk cryptographers.

So you're Mr. Bitcoin?

No.

Elaine Middleton, MIT.

You?

Kalinda Sharma.

St. Mary's High.

I did a linguistic match
on the Bitcoin manifesto,

and guess what popped up?

A patent application by one
of the Ten Hottest Geek Women.

Oh, God.

That'll be on my tombstone.

No Nobel, no MHV,
just Third-Hottest Geek Woman.

Everybody's looking
for Mr. Bitcoin,

when in fact, they don't realize
it's Mrs. Bitcoin.

You have a linguistic tic,
Ms. Middleton.

"Theoretically established
combinatorial properties."

It's an odd little phrase
that you've used exactly twice.

Once in a patent application
and once in the manifesto.

Actually, you'll find that odd
phrasing used three times.

Once by me,
once in the manifesto,

and once by
a Chinese econophysicist

from Nankai University who goes
NewMint91.

Really?

And why does NewMint91
use that phrasing?

He has a crush on me.

And he steals things.

"He"?

So, you've met him?

Yeah, actually, just today

for the first time
at the conference.

Bao Shuwei.

Thanks.

Hello there.

Hello there, yourself.

What are you doing?

Attending Decode-a-Con.

What about you?

I am staring at a document
you might be interested in.

I thought we could
get together and talk.

Sure. Whenever you want.

How's tomorrow?

Yeah, tomorrow's good.

My name is Mitchell Tambor.

And I stayed at
the Crestview Priority Inn

on the night of
November 18, 2011.

Thank you, Mr. Tambor.

This room at the Crestview
Priority Inn, tell us about it.

Well, uh, it was nice.

Mr. Higgs, as
much as I cherish

all this time we spend together,

is there some driving point
you want to make?

Yes, Your Honor.

Uh... sorry.

Uh, Mr. Tambor, how did you
purchase this room?

With Bitcoin.

And how much Bitcoin
did one night set you back?

Well, the exchange rate

at the time was approximately

$25 for one Bitcoin,
so I spent 4.32 Bitcoin.

And did you purchase other goods
with this Bitcoin?

An in-room movie, yes.

Good. And what movie was that?

That's okay.

Uh, any other incidentals?

Uh, a Snickers bar
and some peanuts

from the minibar.

And you paid for all this with

Bitcoin that you mined?

You used it as money?

As currency?

Yes.

No further questions.

No, sir, we just need
a rebuttal witness.

You're not in trouble.

Get home safe, okay?

I will.

All right, I'll call you later.
No, I'll hold.

Bye.

So, you and Nisa
are getting close.

I guess so.

This was her fourth night
over here.

I thought you liked Nisa.

I do.

But, um, are you
getting too serious?

Mom, we go to
different schools now.

We don't see each other
at school,

so we see each other here.

I know, but maybe you should
slow it down a little.

Why?

Because... you're young.

Because she's young.

You'll meet a lot of people.
She will, too.

Did I do something wrong?

No, no, it's just...

She's over here a lot.

Is this 'cause she's black?

Oh, my God, no.

Zach!

No, you don't believe that.

I don't know
what to believe, Mom.

You don't want her over here.

Okay, wait a minute, stop.

You know it's not that,
so don't try to pretend.

I heard you two
saying "I love you."

I'm just worried that it's
moving too fast, that's all.

I'll ask her over here less.

Hello?

Uh, yes.

Hello, sir.

Great.

Uh, can you meet us at court?

Alex Krakowski.

I'm the manager
of the Crestview Priority Inn.

And you rented Mr. Tambor

the room in question?
That's correct.

This hotel room is taking on
legendary status, isn't it?

And you accepted his Bitcoin?

Yeah.

It's a promotion, so yeah.

And you would also have accepted

his frequent travel miles
in trade for the room?

Yeah.

We have a promotion going.

Priority Inn
frequent travel miles.

But you don't consider

frequent travel miles cash?

What do you mean?

I mean, you
have a cash register

with a drawer for cash.

Oh, yeah, no.

We don't have a drawer
for Bitcoin

or frequent travel miles.

So it's more like a trade?

Trading frequent travel miles
for the room?

Uh, yeah.

In other words,

it's a commodity,
not a currency?

Yeah. And we're not gonna do it
much more with Bitcoin.

I thought it would be cool,
but it's a bit of a hassle.

Thank you.
No further questions.

Good morning, Mr. Krakowski.

If you wanted to purchase a book
on Amazon,

could you do it using
the frequent travel miles

you accept at your hotel?

Could I do it?
No, I don't think so.

Because they're
non-transferable?

Yeah, that's right.
It says right on it.

But you could buy
a book on Amazon

with the cash
from your cash drawer?

Well, no.
You'd have to do it

with a credit card
or something.

But you could also buy the book
with Bitcoin, could you not?

Yeah, I think that's right.

Because Bitcoin
is transferable,

and therefore a currency?

Okay, okay, I get it.

You know, I'd love to hear more
about this saga

of the Priority Inn
in Crestview,

but I'm ready to rule.

Bitcoin is a currency. There.

Your Honor, Mr. Higgs still
hasn't proved

my client created Bitcoin.

We'll be ready with witnesses
tomorrow, Your Honor.

Good. See the two
of you tomorrow.

I need help on Will Gardner.

I'm getting pressure,

and I've been asked
to give you pressure.

And that's what that's about?

Yes.

You have a choice to make.

People always say "choice" when
I think they mean "ultimatum."

This was slipped
to us last week.

It's highly actionable.

Unless?

Unless you get me something
on Will Gardner.

We need to find which case
makes him most vulnerable.

I like Will.

I go back and forth on you.

Then don't do it for me.

That is Alicia Florrick's
signature

on what we believe
is a forged document

recently sent to us
by an opposing attorney

in a divorce case
against your firm.

That's a felony.

Forging a document and perjury,

we prove this,
Alicia gets disbarred.

But we don't want her.

We want Will Gardner.

I'm on your side, Kalinda.

NewMint91?

Who are you?

Kalinda Sharma.

Your friend, Elaine,
suggested we meet.

Where is she?

I don't know.

It's Bao, right?

Yeah.

Don't you ever just want

to let the secret out?

Scream at the top of your lungs,
"I did it"?

Did what?

Invented Bitcoin.

Okay. Oh, God,

she's getting back at me,
isn't she?

So she sent you?

Getting back at you for what?

I said I would leave her alone.

I found out
she invented Bitcoin,

and she threatened me,
so I said I would drop it.

Now she sends you.

No, no, she didn't send me.

I'm not Mr. Bitcoin.

She is.

Anyway, you should check out
the new embedding.

That isn't me.

What isn't you?

The newest block of Bitcoin

has a statement
embedded in the code.

A statement?
Mm-hmm.

When did that happen?

Last night.

See?

What does it say?

"Stack is innocent."

Your Honor, the time
code of the embedding

on this new block
of Bitcoins...

embedding that only
could be put there

by Bitcoin's inventor...

was at exactly the same moment

Mr. Stack was in court
yesterday.

Which means nothing,
Your Honor.

It's the easiest thing
in the world

to arrange
for a delayed embedding.

And in fact, if you were
trying to establish

an alibi, wouldn't you delay
the embedding

for exactly the moment
you were in court?

Or if you were trying
to set Mr. Stack up,

wouldn't you do the same?

So we're back to zero.

What a familiar place.

Not exactly, Your Honor.

Yes, I was one
of the subcontractors hired

to do computation work.

I didn't know it was Bitcoin
at the time.

And all your dealings
were with...?

Mr. Stack there, yes. Hi.

She's gonna set us up.
Why?

Jealousy.

Cryptographer jealousy.

The ugliest kind.

Do you have an opinion

as to whether Mr. Stack had

the technological capacity
to be Mr. Bitcoin?

Objection. The witness is not
qualified to answer.

Well, she seems
qualified enough to me.

Overruled.

Yes.

Mr. Stack definitely
is qualified to be Mr. Bitcoin.

My dad just keeps this apartment

for when he's working late
in court.

And you're sure it's
all right to work here?

Yeah, he won't mind.

It's better than home.

Well, look who's here.

Zach.

Hi, Grandma.
How's it going?

And, Nisa, right?

Yes. How are you,
Mrs. Florrick?

Very well, thank you.

I thought you two were
in different schools now.

We are. We're just working
on some homework together.

We're gonna use Dad's study.

And how is public school, Nisa?

It's good, ma'am.

We all miss Zach there.

Well, perhaps he can return
sometimes and say hello.

We hope so.

Bye, ma'am.

We're gonna go listen
to some music,

so it might get a bit loud.

Zach,

I'm surprised you two
are still friends.

I thought you were seeing
Eli Gold's daughter.

What? No.

I mean, she came over
to the apartment once.

She's nice, but
she's in college.

I see.

But she's very young, Zach.

Marissa?
No, Nisa.

She's only a year younger
than me.

Yes, but you have such
different experiences now

that you're in Capstone.

And you don't want to always
be driving across town.

It's not that far.

I just don't want you
to get too serious.

Maybe you should slow it down
a bit.

You'll meet a lot
of different people.

She will, too.

What?

Did I say something?

No, that's just what
my mom said earlier.

Really?

Well, your mother
is probably right.

She just testified against
our client in court.

Yeah, she's trying to deflect
attention from herself.

Can't you help trace the source
of her embedding?

Mmm-mm. She would
have covered her tracks.

Yeah, but if this recent
embedding was done remotely,

can't you trace the IP address?

I probably can.

It won't matter.

She'll have moved on from there.

Yeah, but it will help me
get closer to her.

1270901.

What, do you know it?

It's our IP address.

Ours?

Lockhart/Gardner?

It was embedded from here?

Yeah.

So we think it's him, and not
this woman who testified?

Yeah.

Well, he's still our client.
We need to represent him.

Yeah, but I'm gonna stop looking
for Mr. Bitcoin.

Oh, I agree.

Um, so you're helping Will
on his issue?

Yeah.

I know Will tries to stay
brave about these things,

but I don't want
to be behind the curve.

You want to know when
to cut your losses?

No. I want to know
when to help.

Okay.

I'll keep you in the loop.

Thank you.

$8,000?

That's how much
this actor paid you?

Well, no, he excused my
debt for that amount.

Okay. What else?

Well, we think she'll try to go
after a case, too.

Mmm, I think you're right.

So we reviewed all

of our cases
with those three judges.

And we're in good shape
on almost all of them.

Who does the design in here?

It's very attractive.

I don't know.
I can find out.

That would be great.

The worst is the McDermott case.

Product tampering.
It resulted in

an $8-million judgment
in our favor.

The evidence wasn't with us,
but it went our way anyway.

Why is that?

Sometimes the ball
just bounces funny.

I like that.

So, was it a jury trial?

No, bench.

Which judge?

Parks.

Okay, I'm gonna ask this

in the most friendly
and objective way possible,

and just understand,
this is not a prod

to do anything,

um, but is there anything
in that file there

any notes or receipts

or nasty little memos
that could

make you look bad?

Yeah. It could make
Will look bad.

Okay.

Good to know.
I'm gonna go now.

What do you want me to do?

I can't ask you to do anything.

I know.

Yeah?

Yeah, it's Bao.

You told me to stay in touch.

Yeah. Bao I'm

a little bit busy right now.

I did a deeper analysis
of the IP address,

where the recent embedding
came from?

Yeah?

Okay, I had to use a large data
set because it was stored on

an untrusted server,
and if I amortized

the verifiable computation...

Yeah, yeah, that's real
interesting, Boa, but no.

The thing is, there was

no protection on
the source computer.

There wasn't?

No, so I could trace it
to the computer

where the embedding was done.

Great. What was it?

It's your computer.

You did not embed
the "Stack is innocent" code

on the new Bitcoins,
Ms. Sharma?

I'll be answering for her.

No.

And yet we traced the embedding

to your computer.

Ms. Sharma has nothing
to do with it.

And I would like to bring
the Treasury's attention

to a common computer hacking
practice called ghosting,

in which the hacker only needs

access to a parasite computer

to get it to do his or her will.
In other words,

Mr. Stack had access
to Ms. Sharma's computer.

No. To deny
that Ms. Sharma did it

is not to say
that Mr. Stack did.

And yet, as Judge Sobel
might say, it is evocative.

Ms. Sharma has been

independently searching
for Mr. Bitcoin,

and in the process,
she has been

in close proximity
to several key Bitcoin suspects.

Any one of those
could have ghosted her computer.

And would Ms. Sharma like
to share those names?

No.

But thank you.

This is one thing
you might want to consider.

You're representing a client

who is willing to set you up

for a federal crime.

That, to me, is not a healthy
attorney-client relationship.

Do you know who did it?

I have a suspicion.

That leaves us with an LR-ZK

interactive proof system
construction

based on standard
general assumptions.

And we'll have to
leave it at that,

because I have someone here
who wants to question me.

Yep.

Someone ghosted your laptop
a few days ago.

Here's the aftereffect.

Good. Can you
tell who did it?

No, but I can tell you
where it was done.

Would you like that?

I would.

This isn't one of those
Columbo-like things

where you keep me doing things
for you, hoping I'll slip up?

Because I'd rather just confess.

I would rather that, too.

Tell me what I should
be confessing to.

Ghosting my computer.

Embedding the Bitcoin remotely.

Ah.

Here's something
you should find interesting.

Whoever ghosted your computer
wanted to be found out.

Really?

It's easy to cover
your tracks when you ghost.

They didn't.

It's like they're taunting you.

Who?
I don't know.

But whoever did it
recently did a search

of the IP addresses
you accessed.

You know who it is?

I know who it is.

So we're back to proving
Stack is innocent?

Maybe there's
another way of proving it.

What?

Treasury doesn't really believe

that our client
is Mr. Bitcoin, do they?

They're just using Stack
to get to him.

Yes.

So prove that.

Prove Higgs is still looking.

That he doesn't think
Stack is the one.

Right.

Good. I'm on it.

See? No Nisa.

I see.

Everything okay with you two?

Mom, you said that we should
be seeing less of each other.

No.

I said maybe you were moving
too fast.

Yeah, that's what Grandma said.

She did?

Uh-huh.

She said that we
should slow down

'cause we're too different.

That's what she said?

She said that it wasn't
a matter of race.

Just that...

I'm in private school
and Nisa's in public school.

Hey, Nisa.

Yeah, come on over.

No, my mom says it's fine.

Bao.

Hey.

So you did it.

Did what?

Come on, Bao.

You're the one
who traced my IP addresses.

You ghosted my computer,

and you wanted me to find you.

No.
If people knew

you created Bitcoin,

you'd get a lot of attention.

People would talk to you.

In fact, you would be the hero
of the Occupy Wall Street crowd.

Have you seen the
Occupy Wall Street women?

They're beautiful.

Are those guys with you?

No.

I have to go.

Wait, Bao.

Talk to me.
Come on.

Not... not here.
Not with them around.

Okay. Then... let me
get rid of them.

M-my room.

Upstairs... 2545.

Please join us
for advanced algorithms

for fast quadrupling
of an elliptic curve point.

Today at 4:00 p.m. in room 311.

Do you want something?

Actually, it's what
Mr. Higgs wants.

Tell him to come on down,
and I will give him Mr. Bitcoin.

No.

Bye.

You know, I'm really good
at losing people,

so after I lose you two,

call Mr. Higgs
and tell him to meet me

on the 25th floor
of this hotel.

Hello.

Hi.
You didn't need to dress up.

Ha-ha.

What do you need?

Mr. Bitcoin is
through that door.

Mm-hmm.
Bao Shuwei.

An econophysicist.
Yeah?

From Nankai University.

What's an econophysicist?

Uh, I have no idea,

but they're very impressed
with themselves.

Is-is it all right
if a, uh...

Treasury official
accompanies us?

Sure.

I have a key.

Very resourceful of you.

Great.

Uh...

Looks like your friend
checked out.

It's for you. Do you mind?

Sure.

"Dear Kalinda,
I wish I could stay and talk,

"but I don't like attention,
and creating Bitcoin

"would probably bring me
the wrong kind.

"But now I have a new obsession.

I love you."

I have one more witness,
Your Honor.

Goody, goody.
I can't wait, Mrs. Florrick.

Kalinda Sharma.

And Mr. Higgs followed you

into the hotel room?

Yes.
And he stated that he was looking

for the real inventor
of Bitcoin?

Objection, Your Honor.

No, Mr. Higgs.
You may answer.

Mr. Higgs stated
that he believed

I was on the right track
to finding Mr. Bitcoin.

And what was that right track?

Bao Shuwei,

an econophysicist
from Nankai University.

Objection. This is all
hearsay, Your Honor.

No. No.

Uh, I recorded it.

By accident.

I just got a new phone,

and I didn't know
how to turn it off.

Thank you.

Feeling less terrified?

Oh, much less.

Here's your cashier's check.

It only took 20 minutes
standing in line at a bank

to change dollar bills
into another piece of paper.

Thank you.

I went online, and I bought
one Bitcoin last night.

Really?

It's the future.

I don't know.

It didn't feel real.

Well, real's going to change.

Just watch.

Thank you.

For what?

Testifying.

I just followed
the path you set.

The path I set?
Yeah.

There is no Mr. Bitcoin.

There's three.

Really?
Yeah.

It's not one person;
it's three.

I looked up the Decode-a-Con
logs for the last three years.

You met each other in 2009,

and that's where you came up
with the idea.

Elaine wrote the manifesto,

and Bao wrote the code.

And you got all that from...
what, a log?

Oh, from a log and a lot
of pointed fingers.

You were hoping to lose
the Treasury in a round-robin.

I think you are overestimating
my intelligence.

No.

I don't think I am.

Well, then, thank you.

I'm honored.

* Mystic palm, gem and tarot

Hey.

There you are.

* A few escape
your magic arrow *

What do you have?

* I saw you reel them in
for miles *

* Each captivated
crooked smile *

What's this?

You'll see.

* And you know you
can heal them all *

Thank you.

* And even in
your ghastly visions... *

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