The Player (2015): Season 1, Episode 5 - House Rules - full transcript
A student hacks the Pentagon and Alex attempts to protect him from both the House and the Chinese government; and new discoveries are made about Ginny's whereabouts. Meanwhile, Mr. Johnson ...
Previously on "The Player"...
We gamble on crime.
This is the House.
Cassandra is the Dealer,
and I am the Pit Boss.
Do you want to find your wife?
I would do anything.
Then let me help you.
You have plans?
Should we both share
what we've been doing off-hours,
when we think
no one is watching?
Because I'm up for it
if you are.
This is the life
we've chosen.
But I didn't entirely choose
this life, did I?
Power when used properly
can do good.
Then use that power
to find my wife.
I know she's out there.
Hit me, baby. You know what
you supposed to do.
- Another dice, sir?
- Yeah.
Oh, okay.
- Very good.
- Winner!
This the one right here.
I know that for sure.
You gonna come
be working for me.
Oh, damn!
Man!
This is crazy.
I think it's time for you
to close out for the night, sir.
No, no, no, look,
I'm just getting started.
You owe $30,000.
Yeah, I got that.
What you talking about,
man?
$35,000. I got you.
I got...
Hey. Oh!
Wait, no, wait.
Hey, I think I may have left
my wallet at home.
Hey, man.
Hey, get your hands off of me.
Hey, hey!
No! Let him go!
He's not
who you think he is!
I'm sorry for the
misunderstanding, Mr. Johnson.
My men didn't know
who you were.
Your debts here
are forgiven.
Well,
thank you for that, Han.
But it's your debt
that interests me.
I'm just here because you're
a man that likes a story.
Heard any good ones?
There is s-something.
Huh. Speak up.
My ears are not as good
as yours.
Some Shui Kao friends of yours
are in the States.
Zeng brought them.
Why?
My government
ordered a hit.
On whom?
I don't know.
Please... Zeng will kill me
if I tell you.
Well, what do you think
I will do to you if you don't?
Okay.
They're after a boy.
I don't know his name.
He was involved with some kind
of computer virus.
That's all I know.
Okay.
Thank you for that, Han.
Keep me posted if you hear
any more good stories.
Uh, you look so peaceful.
Watch this:
Alex, time to wake up.
Ooh!
I lost my wedding ring.
You what?
Got it!
Nice job!
- To everyone at home...
- Hi!
...we miss you.
Our honeymoon is terrible.
We're having
an awful, awful time.
_
- _
- ALEX: These dates aren't right.
_
_
So, you gonna work
all night,
or are you gonna come
to the party?
Mm.
You know, there... there will be
girls there, Solomon.
You know,
those strange creatures
that you're afraid
to talk to?
I'm not afraid.
All right, dude.
Just trying to help you.
If you really want to spend
all your time,
well, like this...
I'll take "this"
over your crappy grades.
What are you doing?
The party will be
next to pike place
if you change your mind.
Oh, no. Oh, no.
No, no, no, no, no, no!
Oh, my God.
If I had any new information
about your wife,
don't you think
I would've told you by now?
You know, I'm not sure what
to think about you, Johnson.
You updating him
on our new bet?
I was just asking
for some painkillers.
I forgot how much it hurts
to get shot.
Well, it's been six days.
A band-aid and an aspirin
should do the trick.
You were saying something
about a new bet?
Yes.
A group of Shui Kao triads
are on U.S. soil.
Their target,
a teenaged boy.
Solomon Desai,
computer-engineering prodigy
and scholarship student at
Parker Preparatory in Seattle.
He's an Indian national.
His family still lives
in Punjab.
How do we know this is
the right kid?
Eight Shui Kao flew from
Hong Kong to Seattle two days ago.
Young Solomon's focus lies in
antivirus
and security software.
That's when he's not setting up
networks on the Dark Web
for drug dealers
and weapons traffickers.
I thought the government
shut down Silk Road.
Cut off the head
of a hydra,
another one grows back
in its place.
Solomon was 13
when Interpol caught him.
He made a plea deal...
locate the Russian distributors
and the charges disappear.
Now it seems he's hacked
a very sensitive network.
So, boy genius
hacks the wrong person.
Why do the gamblers care?
Not the wrong person,
the wrong government.
The Pentagon's network
is air-gapped
to make it impregnable.
The fact that he got inside
this system
is very impressive.
I was gonna say "stupid,"
but sure, we can go
with "impressive."
We believe
he uploaded a virus
at the behest of
the Chinese government,
and now they've sent the triads
after the boy
to cover their tracks.
The bet...
can Alex Kane find Solomon
before the triads do
and get him to safety?
You have 36 hours.
This kid hacked
the Pentagon.
That's how NOC lists
get leaked.
That's how people
get killed.
You want me
to keep him safe?
That's the bet.
So, what is safe
when you have
a team of armed men
chasing you?
The Indian consulate.
No one can touch him
without it becoming an
international incident.
Where is he?
Ada can't seem
to locate him.
Huh.
Solomon understands
how to avoid surveillance,
so, why don't you go with
that low-tech research
you like so much?
Human intelligence,
I think it's called.
Easy.
I used to be
a teenage boy once.
I know how they think.
That's a terrifying
thought.
Cameras are online.
Oh, you would love
this place.
Everyone's face
is plastered
in a computer screen
or a cellphone.
I've always preferred
computers to people.
Yeah?
Why is that?
Because computers don't lie
unless you tell them to.
_
Hey.
I'm looking for Sol...
What happened to you?
Alex, you should hurry up
with that one.
There are four more gentlemen
heading your way.
Yeah, that's not helpful,
Cassandra.
Whoop.
Hey!
The window.
It's your best bet.
Come on.
It's only a two-story drop.
That's a long way down.
Alex?
Yeah, I'm thinking!
You don't have time
to think.
That's the spirit.
Looks like low-tech
went brilliantly.
Did you know
that a person's gait
is almost as unique
as their fingerprints?
Kinetic parameters,
spacial/temporal parameters,
correlation
between the two.
Okay, I get it,
I get it.
You're a genius.
Where's the kid?
That's strange.
Solomon's still on campus.
He just went into a garage
on the south side
of the main building.
Maybe the kid's not as smart
as you thought.
Don't mess with me!
I-I'll kill you!
I swear I will!
I don't want to be here any more
than you do, Solomon.
How do you know my name?
I know a lot of things.
Like whatever virus you put
on the Pentagon's network
could affect
national security.
It wasn't me. I...
Guys like you, you never think
about your actions.
You just hide behind
your monitors,
playing games
with people's lives.
Look, first of all,
the virus
was already there
when I hacked in, okay?
And second,
you've got to be aware
of the Orwellian nightmare
this country is living in right now.
Between the NSA
and the PATRIOT Act,
it's borderline
East Germany.
Hey, Cass?
We've got trouble.
Who's Cass?
I'm in a bit
of a bind myself.
The school's surveillance feeds
just went offline.
I've got at least
one bird overhead,
and I don't think
the triads
would call that kind of
attention to themselves.
Nor would they have
the capacity
to wipe out surveillance
capabilities at this magnitude.
What's going on?
It's not just the Chinese
who are after you.
All right, listen up.
Our priority is the boy.
We'll attempt first contact
with the kidnapper,
find out what he wants.
If that fails, we go in.
Get your sniper in position.
As soon as he gets a clear shot,
take it.
Now they're setting up
a perimeter.
Come here.
I could give him back
to the feds.
They wouldn't kill him,
hopefully.
Dude, I can hear you.
The gamblers wouldn't consider
leaving Solomon
in a black site for the rest
of his life "safe."
Works for me.
Try again, Alex.
We need to move.
So you can feed me to the feds?
I'll pass.
Look, kid, the triads
want you dead,
and the feds want
to put you in prison
for the rest of your life.
So if you want to see what's
behind door number three,
I suggest
you do what I say.
We should go in.
What if he shoots the boy?
You want to explain that
to the President?
He's probably working
with those thugs
that showed up
at his dorm room.
Intel thinks they're triads,
by the way.
Which means that virus
is Chinese born and bred.
How long till we breach?
Two minutes!
Come on.
Let's take a ride.
In that?
It's kind of
a work in progress.
Something a professor and I
are working on.
You know,
for extra credit.
I never took you
for a gearhead.
I don't know
what that means.
So what's in there?
Uh, electric motor,
uh, a battery pack
that can go
about 100 miles
before recharge,
and a photovoltaic roof.
Our boy's going to be rich
if he doesn't end up in prison.
How fast can it go?
We've never driven it.
Well, let's see how much
extra credit you're gonna get.
Ready?
- Go! Go! Go!
- Straight up!
Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!
You're a long way
from Vegas.
Good to see you, Zeng.
What can I get you
to drink?
Tsingtao?
Something stronger?
Well, unfortunately
this is a business visit.
All work and no play.
Well,
it's difficult to play
when the Shui Kao is doing
wet work on American soil.
Now, the only person
I know
who could make that order
is the one I'm looking at.
And his uncle.
Well, the party called,
we answered.
Mm.
You broke with House rules
when you bet on a game that you
hold a personal stake in.
Are you threatening
to cancel my bet?
Oh, that's already done.
I have $3 million
on this game.
Hmm. Well, consider yourself
fortunate.
Or do I need
to remind you
of what usually happens to
gamblers who break rank?
You'd rather lose millions
than allow an old friend
one misstep?
No exceptions.
Well, you've come so far
since Hong Kong.
Such a lost young boy
when we first met.
Out of his element.
A gambler who doesn't play
by the rules
doesn't get to play.
You have my forfeit.
This is your only warning,
Zeng.
You know what happens
if there needs to be another...
in my House.
The House may not always
belong to you...
Mr. Johnson.
Hmm.
You know,
I train here at night.
You should spar
with me tonight.
You know, remember the friends
we once were.
Some other time.
Cassandra,
what's our status?
Our Player isn't faring too well
with the gamblers.
I'm not worried.
We have a more
pressing issue.
Do a forensic analysis
on Liu Zeng's movements
over the last
five years...
bank accounts, bets,
the whole nine.
What did this unfortunate
Mr. Zeng do?
He attracted my attention.
It was a clever move calling in
that bomb threat.
It bought us some
breathing room.
My pleasure.
The mariners were going to lose
that game, anyway.
Yeah. We need to find
more transportation.
The feds are gonna
catch us soon.
It'll be harder
than you think.
The car doesn't have
a license plate, no GPS.
Nobody likes
a know-it-all, kid.
What did I even do
to you, anyway?
You helped some
very dangerous people
run guns on the Dark Web.
And instead of learning
your lesson,
you upped the ante
with this virus.
I told you, I didn't...
Yeah, you didn't do it,
you didn't do it.
Hey, Cass?
Do you have a way
out of here yet?
Give me a sec.
Okay, there's an S.U.V. right
in front of your location
just waiting to be stolen,
but I'd like to speak
to Solomon first.
Wh-Wh-Who is it?
It's a... it's
a business colleague.
Hello, Solomon.
I'm Cassandra.
Tell me about the virus
you uploaded.
Like I already told
Captain America here,
I didn't install it.
I was just being a tourist,
looking for anomalies.
The virus
was already there.
And why would we
believe that?
What do you guys know about
zero-day vulnerabilities?
I know how to exploit them.
In fact, I just used one
to install tracking software
on a phone that was hiding
its GPS data.
Hello?
Hey, hang on, Cass.
I think the kid just
fell in love with you.
Uh... wh-wh-whoever's
running point
on the Pentagon's
antivirus team
is behind
on their security patches.
What does the virus do?
Corrupts the new
missile-guidance system.
Reroutes rockets.
Self-detonates
over populated areas.
I was trying to destroy it
when I was in their system,
but they hacked me back.
Fried my laptop.
That's when I ran.
Cass, this is bigger
than what we do.
I'm gonna hand him over.
No! Please.
When I first
came to Seattle,
I-it was hard
to make friends.
So I found some online.
Yeah, but your buddies
were Russian arms dealers
who don't bother
with background checks.
I didn't know.
Not at first.
They were nice to me,
and...
told me I was cool.
Nobody ever
thinks I'm cool.
But I'm a white hat now...
White hats don't hack
the Pentagon.
In order to safeguard
against vulnerabilities,
you have to
find them first.
Solomon, did you save
any of the code?
No.
But I-I remember
some of it.
A lot of it, actually.
How's that gonna help us outrun
two teams of armed men?
The NSA agents have changed
their agenda.
I decrypted several messages
from the agents following you.
Their new orders are to bring
him in unharmed.
They why are they
shooting at me?
Not at you, darling.
Just at Alex.
Looks like the consulate's
our best bet.
It's now or never.
Hey, you want to learn how
to hot-wire a car?
Yeah, come on.
How did you guys know
I was in trouble?
We have our resources.
Okay, well, which server
did you breach to find me?
And how did you get those
NSA guys' text messages?
Solomon.
Obviously you got
into Parker Prep.
My mom could hack
that place.
But you had
an inside track...
so maybe you got into
the NSA's network,
which would make you
my hero
since it's impossible to do that
unless your name is Snowden.
I'm afraid I can't share that
information with you, Solomon.
But I appreciate
the enthusiasm.
Can you at least tell me
if you liked "The Matrix"?
What does she look like?
Tell me. Come on.
She's about 5'8". Blond.
Blue eyes.
She's hot, isn't she?
She's, uh...
she's attractive, yeah.
So she's super-hot.
Alex, turn left on Pas...
Yeah, on Passmore Avenue.
I know.
Look out!
Alex, what's going on?
- Oh, my God.
- Come on.
Keep moving!
Why are they
shooting at us?!
Move.
Get down. Get down.
You okay?
Head down. Run.
Come on! Come on!
Did you get shot?
No, not today.
Alex, the Seattle P.D. are
closing in your location.
Finding you new
transportation now.
Hey, don't worry.
I know where to go.
Come here.
This'll take us to olive.
The consulate's three blocks
from there.
You think we'll make it?
We'll make it.
The express line for
Main Street is now boarding.
Let's go! Let's go!
Come on!
Damn it.
All right.
If you give me a gun,
it would double our chances
of reaching
the consulate alive.
- Absolutely not.
- Why?
Because firing a weapon
at another human being
is a choice you should never
have to make.
Here.
How'd you wind up by yourself
in Seattle?
Some billionaire white dude
built a school in my village.
I'm pretty good at math.
Got a scholarship.
When I graduate,
I'm going to make
the best antivirus software
anyone's ever seen.
Then I can fly my family
out here to be with me.
I bet you will.
Hey, I'd normally ask my friend
Donovan about this,
but maybe you can
help me instead.
I found some old pictures
on a SIM card.
See the ones that
are highlighted?
The dates are off
by three days.
It doesn't make any sense.
Could be bad code
in the program.
Yeah, but the only pictures
that are wrong
are ones that I'd notice.
They're fixed dates,
like the 4th of July,
or my birthday.
I think there's
a pattern there.
I can't see it,
but maybe you can.
Lewis!
Oh, no!
Alex, there's an express train
passing through in 30 seconds.
Yeah, and what good
is that gonna do me?
It'll provide a distraction.
Get out of the way!
Move! Move!
There's a service entrance
20 yards down the tunnel.
The kid and I
will never make it.
Not before the triads catch up
or the feds arrest us both.
Go!
I'm taking the train.
I know you're trying
to protect the boy,
but you're only gonna
get him killed!
Send him to me!
- No, please!
- Hey, Cassandra?
I just had a suit offer to
put himself between a bullet
and the boy
to protect him.
If you lose Solomon,
you lose the bet.
Yeah, well, Johnson can take
that up with me
if I'm not
in a body bag.
How long
before that train's here?
10 seconds.
- 9, 8, 7...
- Put your hand around me.
- I need you to cover for me!
- Are you crazy?!
- 5...
- Move!
...4, 3, 2, 1.
- Now!
- Stay with him. He'll protect you.
Go, go, go!
Don't move!
Don't move!
Alex, are you...?
Cass.
I'm alive,
but I lost the kid.
_
You really made us work
for our paychecks today.
Solomon, you don't have to be
afraid any more.
We're NSA.
We are the good guys.
You have heard of prism,
haven't you?
We need your help,
Solomon.
Our engineers realized
you were trying
to debug a program,
not infect it.
Did you find the virus?
W-Was it still
in the directory?
No, by the time we realized
you weren't the one that uploaded it,
the real hackers had moved
its location.
Which is why we need you...
to help us root it out.
You're the only one on our side
who's seen the virus code.
Why would I help you?
I mean, you're just
gonna put me in jail.
There are 20,000
missiles grounded
because their guidance systems
are infected.
Three highly unstable
countries
under our watch
are currently unprotected.
If the wrong people find out
about this,
wars could break out.
We won't arrest you,
Solomon.
Not if you help us.
Hey, you're headed
the wrong way.
Where are you going?
I promised my friends
we'd stop by.
They got some questions
for you.
You can't kill me.
I told my friend what I saw.
Shut your ass up
or I will knock you out.
She's smart.
Way smarter than me.
Uh, s-she's probably listening
to us right now.
I'm listening, Solomon.
Thank you for your text.
It's wonderful what one can do
with only the make and model
and general location of a car.
Disengage the GPS assist.
Don't worry, Solomon. We're on our...
Did you deliver
the package?
Not yet, sir.
We have a problem.
Mr. Johnson, it seems
our bet has taken a turn.
One of the NSA agents
is working with the triads.
He's taking the boy
to them now.
Ah, Mr. Kane.
Always giving the gamblers
a twist.
What?
It appears you've lost our quarry.
Why are you not
pursuing?
Yeah, the bet's over.
I lost.
I'm gonna take the rest
of the day off.
Maybe go to the spa.
You still have
64 minutes.
Yeah, well,
Solomon's with the NSA.
He might have to do
some jail time,
but at least he's alive.
Alive, yes, but not safe.
The Shui Kao had a man
on the inside.
Lots of fresh cash
rolling in on this bet.
The gamblers would like to see
if you can get the boy back.
Yeah. I would too.
The clock is ticking,
Mr. Kane.
Cassandra has a lock
on the triad vehicle.
Yeah, I'm heading there now.
Strategy is your friend.
Never forget that.
The plan never survives contact
with the enemy.
Excuse me.
I'll give it back later!
Hey, man!
I've got eyes on.
Cass, they're going
to a high rise.
What floor?
The roof.
There's a helicopter waiting.
The pilot just radioed in.
They're taking off
in... five minutes.
- Alex! Help!
- Move!
Thank you for your help,
Agent Rehnquist.
You may go now.
Aren't you
forgetting something?
You still owe me
50 grand.
Oh, of course.
I have it right here.
Ohh!
You think you can take us out
on your own?
Yeah, I hadn't really
thought about it.
I've been told
I'm not very strategic.
Go!
Move!
Looks like
we're out of bullets.
You fight unbalanced.
Angry.
You okay?
That was the most badass thing
I have ever seen.
See what happens when you get
out more often?
Come on.
My name is Louis Scrivner.
Do you know who I am?
Y-You're the Chief Technology
Officer of the NSA.
We were told
you had a deal proposal?
If Solomon is to help you,
we must have assurances that
no charges will be filed.
This is an offer
from the President
of the United States.
Solomon, the President
is asking you personally
to help us locate
and destroy the virus
that you saw
on the Pentagon's database.
In return,
we won't press charges.
One of our FBI contacts,
Special Agent Forrester,
has made all
the arrangements.
I can give you the number
if you'd like.
You can
sign the papers, Solomon.
I know
Special Agent Forrester,
and he's a man
you can trust.
Once you help us
destroy the virus,
you can enroll at M.I.T.
like you planned.
All charges against you
will be dropped.
But only if you agree
to our terms in full.
Okay.
But you guys owe me
a new laptop.
Thank you for your help,
Ms. Davis.
You did well, Solomon.
Cassandra?
People like us are good
at the game of secrets.
Secrets keep us alive.
Let's keep this one
between us.
Of course.
I hope I'm as good
as you someday.
You're halfway there.
You just have to learn
how not to get caught.
You have a gift.
You need to be careful with it.
Oh, I almost forgot.
I love "The Matrix."
Mr. Kane.
I still don't understand
why you guys helped me,
but thank you.
Just do me a favor.
Stop breaking
into government servers.
Unless the NSA ask,
of course.
Promise.
Oh, you know,
I was thinking
about those dates you showed me.
Uh, when exactly did you have
time for that?
I'm good at multitasking.
And numbers keep me calm.
So, I wrote
a string algorithm.
The dates in your photos are off
by plus three...
- July 4th to July 7th...
- Yeah, I follow you.
Assuming the incorrect dates
in your files
are the only numbers that mattered,
I ran the permutations.
There are 3.5 million
possibilities in total.
Okay.
So, I went
with Occam's razor...
simplest answer is often
the right one.
10 digits usually means...
a phone number!
So, I removed
any permutations
that wouldn't work
with that theory.
You know, area codes
never start with number 1
or have the same three numbers
in a row, right?
Right.
Out of the remaining
combinations,
there was one active
phone number.
How did you find out
that last part?
Consul General left
his laptop open
when you two
were in the hall,
so I hacked a few
cellphone carriers.
702 is a Vegas number.
I think someone
wants you to call.
Thank you.
I thought we had no more
business together.
We don't.
I was heading in
and thought...
well, I hoped that I could take
you up on that offer to spar.
You know, your...
first days in Hong Kong,
the others would barely
look at you.
They didn't like the idea of
a foreigner in their circle.
But uncle and I
saw who you really were.
Your uncle
was a good leader.
And you were
his favorite student.
But I follow orders.
And you were never
very good at that.
Ahh,
you haven't changed a bit.
I did everything your family
asked me to do.
And they taught me
about honor.
Seems you no longer practice
what they preach.
Oh.
But I didn't know
you were a cheat.
Setting side bets
with the gamblers...
breaking the rules
of the House...
mm.
Now, where is
the honor in that?
Why do you care?
You work for the gamblers.
I work for the House.
And although it's obligated
to keep the gamblers happy,
it's also meant
to keep them in line.
Oh!
The first time you won
a match against me,
uncle told you a story.
While on a hunt,
a king goes down by the river
to fill his cup with water.
This hawk swoops in
and spills it on the ground.
The king warns this hawk
not to do it again,
but it doesn't heed
his warning.
So the king chops its head off
with a sword.
The cup drops
into the river.
When the king retrieves it,
he finds a poisonous snake
lying in wait.
The hawk was trying
to protect its master.
I've warned you about snakes
in the water.
You're a fool!
You have enemies
everywhere...
ones you don't even see!
Aah!
I see everything.
I know what's coming for me.
Aah!
So are you the hawk,
or are you the king?
I'm the sword.
If I had any new information
about your wife,
don't you think
I would tell you?
Oh, my God.
Ginny.
I knew you'd find me.
Ginny.
I miss your voice.
What's going on?
Where are you?
I-I don't know.
They blindfold me
every time we move.
Have you seen their faces?
No.
Can you tell me
what you see?
About where
they're keeping you?
The clothes they're wearing,
an accent, anything?
Alex, I can't.
Baby...
have they hurt you?
No.
I'm okay.
What do they want?
They won't tell me.
You tell them I'll do
whatever it takes.
Anything to get you back.
Alex, I have to go.
Don't try and find me.
Please.
They'll kill you
if you do.
Ginny...
No.
I have done everything
that you have asked.
When does it end?
When can I go home?
I want to go home.
We're sorry.
You have reached a number
that is no longer in service.
If you feel that you have
reached this
recording in error,
please check the number
and try your call again.
We gamble on crime.
This is the House.
Cassandra is the Dealer,
and I am the Pit Boss.
Do you want to find your wife?
I would do anything.
Then let me help you.
You have plans?
Should we both share
what we've been doing off-hours,
when we think
no one is watching?
Because I'm up for it
if you are.
This is the life
we've chosen.
But I didn't entirely choose
this life, did I?
Power when used properly
can do good.
Then use that power
to find my wife.
I know she's out there.
Hit me, baby. You know what
you supposed to do.
- Another dice, sir?
- Yeah.
Oh, okay.
- Very good.
- Winner!
This the one right here.
I know that for sure.
You gonna come
be working for me.
Oh, damn!
Man!
This is crazy.
I think it's time for you
to close out for the night, sir.
No, no, no, look,
I'm just getting started.
You owe $30,000.
Yeah, I got that.
What you talking about,
man?
$35,000. I got you.
I got...
Hey. Oh!
Wait, no, wait.
Hey, I think I may have left
my wallet at home.
Hey, man.
Hey, get your hands off of me.
Hey, hey!
No! Let him go!
He's not
who you think he is!
I'm sorry for the
misunderstanding, Mr. Johnson.
My men didn't know
who you were.
Your debts here
are forgiven.
Well,
thank you for that, Han.
But it's your debt
that interests me.
I'm just here because you're
a man that likes a story.
Heard any good ones?
There is s-something.
Huh. Speak up.
My ears are not as good
as yours.
Some Shui Kao friends of yours
are in the States.
Zeng brought them.
Why?
My government
ordered a hit.
On whom?
I don't know.
Please... Zeng will kill me
if I tell you.
Well, what do you think
I will do to you if you don't?
Okay.
They're after a boy.
I don't know his name.
He was involved with some kind
of computer virus.
That's all I know.
Okay.
Thank you for that, Han.
Keep me posted if you hear
any more good stories.
Uh, you look so peaceful.
Watch this:
Alex, time to wake up.
Ooh!
I lost my wedding ring.
You what?
Got it!
Nice job!
- To everyone at home...
- Hi!
...we miss you.
Our honeymoon is terrible.
We're having
an awful, awful time.
_
- _
- ALEX: These dates aren't right.
_
_
So, you gonna work
all night,
or are you gonna come
to the party?
Mm.
You know, there... there will be
girls there, Solomon.
You know,
those strange creatures
that you're afraid
to talk to?
I'm not afraid.
All right, dude.
Just trying to help you.
If you really want to spend
all your time,
well, like this...
I'll take "this"
over your crappy grades.
What are you doing?
The party will be
next to pike place
if you change your mind.
Oh, no. Oh, no.
No, no, no, no, no, no!
Oh, my God.
If I had any new information
about your wife,
don't you think
I would've told you by now?
You know, I'm not sure what
to think about you, Johnson.
You updating him
on our new bet?
I was just asking
for some painkillers.
I forgot how much it hurts
to get shot.
Well, it's been six days.
A band-aid and an aspirin
should do the trick.
You were saying something
about a new bet?
Yes.
A group of Shui Kao triads
are on U.S. soil.
Their target,
a teenaged boy.
Solomon Desai,
computer-engineering prodigy
and scholarship student at
Parker Preparatory in Seattle.
He's an Indian national.
His family still lives
in Punjab.
How do we know this is
the right kid?
Eight Shui Kao flew from
Hong Kong to Seattle two days ago.
Young Solomon's focus lies in
antivirus
and security software.
That's when he's not setting up
networks on the Dark Web
for drug dealers
and weapons traffickers.
I thought the government
shut down Silk Road.
Cut off the head
of a hydra,
another one grows back
in its place.
Solomon was 13
when Interpol caught him.
He made a plea deal...
locate the Russian distributors
and the charges disappear.
Now it seems he's hacked
a very sensitive network.
So, boy genius
hacks the wrong person.
Why do the gamblers care?
Not the wrong person,
the wrong government.
The Pentagon's network
is air-gapped
to make it impregnable.
The fact that he got inside
this system
is very impressive.
I was gonna say "stupid,"
but sure, we can go
with "impressive."
We believe
he uploaded a virus
at the behest of
the Chinese government,
and now they've sent the triads
after the boy
to cover their tracks.
The bet...
can Alex Kane find Solomon
before the triads do
and get him to safety?
You have 36 hours.
This kid hacked
the Pentagon.
That's how NOC lists
get leaked.
That's how people
get killed.
You want me
to keep him safe?
That's the bet.
So, what is safe
when you have
a team of armed men
chasing you?
The Indian consulate.
No one can touch him
without it becoming an
international incident.
Where is he?
Ada can't seem
to locate him.
Huh.
Solomon understands
how to avoid surveillance,
so, why don't you go with
that low-tech research
you like so much?
Human intelligence,
I think it's called.
Easy.
I used to be
a teenage boy once.
I know how they think.
That's a terrifying
thought.
Cameras are online.
Oh, you would love
this place.
Everyone's face
is plastered
in a computer screen
or a cellphone.
I've always preferred
computers to people.
Yeah?
Why is that?
Because computers don't lie
unless you tell them to.
_
Hey.
I'm looking for Sol...
What happened to you?
Alex, you should hurry up
with that one.
There are four more gentlemen
heading your way.
Yeah, that's not helpful,
Cassandra.
Whoop.
Hey!
The window.
It's your best bet.
Come on.
It's only a two-story drop.
That's a long way down.
Alex?
Yeah, I'm thinking!
You don't have time
to think.
That's the spirit.
Looks like low-tech
went brilliantly.
Did you know
that a person's gait
is almost as unique
as their fingerprints?
Kinetic parameters,
spacial/temporal parameters,
correlation
between the two.
Okay, I get it,
I get it.
You're a genius.
Where's the kid?
That's strange.
Solomon's still on campus.
He just went into a garage
on the south side
of the main building.
Maybe the kid's not as smart
as you thought.
Don't mess with me!
I-I'll kill you!
I swear I will!
I don't want to be here any more
than you do, Solomon.
How do you know my name?
I know a lot of things.
Like whatever virus you put
on the Pentagon's network
could affect
national security.
It wasn't me. I...
Guys like you, you never think
about your actions.
You just hide behind
your monitors,
playing games
with people's lives.
Look, first of all,
the virus
was already there
when I hacked in, okay?
And second,
you've got to be aware
of the Orwellian nightmare
this country is living in right now.
Between the NSA
and the PATRIOT Act,
it's borderline
East Germany.
Hey, Cass?
We've got trouble.
Who's Cass?
I'm in a bit
of a bind myself.
The school's surveillance feeds
just went offline.
I've got at least
one bird overhead,
and I don't think
the triads
would call that kind of
attention to themselves.
Nor would they have
the capacity
to wipe out surveillance
capabilities at this magnitude.
What's going on?
It's not just the Chinese
who are after you.
All right, listen up.
Our priority is the boy.
We'll attempt first contact
with the kidnapper,
find out what he wants.
If that fails, we go in.
Get your sniper in position.
As soon as he gets a clear shot,
take it.
Now they're setting up
a perimeter.
Come here.
I could give him back
to the feds.
They wouldn't kill him,
hopefully.
Dude, I can hear you.
The gamblers wouldn't consider
leaving Solomon
in a black site for the rest
of his life "safe."
Works for me.
Try again, Alex.
We need to move.
So you can feed me to the feds?
I'll pass.
Look, kid, the triads
want you dead,
and the feds want
to put you in prison
for the rest of your life.
So if you want to see what's
behind door number three,
I suggest
you do what I say.
We should go in.
What if he shoots the boy?
You want to explain that
to the President?
He's probably working
with those thugs
that showed up
at his dorm room.
Intel thinks they're triads,
by the way.
Which means that virus
is Chinese born and bred.
How long till we breach?
Two minutes!
Come on.
Let's take a ride.
In that?
It's kind of
a work in progress.
Something a professor and I
are working on.
You know,
for extra credit.
I never took you
for a gearhead.
I don't know
what that means.
So what's in there?
Uh, electric motor,
uh, a battery pack
that can go
about 100 miles
before recharge,
and a photovoltaic roof.
Our boy's going to be rich
if he doesn't end up in prison.
How fast can it go?
We've never driven it.
Well, let's see how much
extra credit you're gonna get.
Ready?
- Go! Go! Go!
- Straight up!
Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!
You're a long way
from Vegas.
Good to see you, Zeng.
What can I get you
to drink?
Tsingtao?
Something stronger?
Well, unfortunately
this is a business visit.
All work and no play.
Well,
it's difficult to play
when the Shui Kao is doing
wet work on American soil.
Now, the only person
I know
who could make that order
is the one I'm looking at.
And his uncle.
Well, the party called,
we answered.
Mm.
You broke with House rules
when you bet on a game that you
hold a personal stake in.
Are you threatening
to cancel my bet?
Oh, that's already done.
I have $3 million
on this game.
Hmm. Well, consider yourself
fortunate.
Or do I need
to remind you
of what usually happens to
gamblers who break rank?
You'd rather lose millions
than allow an old friend
one misstep?
No exceptions.
Well, you've come so far
since Hong Kong.
Such a lost young boy
when we first met.
Out of his element.
A gambler who doesn't play
by the rules
doesn't get to play.
You have my forfeit.
This is your only warning,
Zeng.
You know what happens
if there needs to be another...
in my House.
The House may not always
belong to you...
Mr. Johnson.
Hmm.
You know,
I train here at night.
You should spar
with me tonight.
You know, remember the friends
we once were.
Some other time.
Cassandra,
what's our status?
Our Player isn't faring too well
with the gamblers.
I'm not worried.
We have a more
pressing issue.
Do a forensic analysis
on Liu Zeng's movements
over the last
five years...
bank accounts, bets,
the whole nine.
What did this unfortunate
Mr. Zeng do?
He attracted my attention.
It was a clever move calling in
that bomb threat.
It bought us some
breathing room.
My pleasure.
The mariners were going to lose
that game, anyway.
Yeah. We need to find
more transportation.
The feds are gonna
catch us soon.
It'll be harder
than you think.
The car doesn't have
a license plate, no GPS.
Nobody likes
a know-it-all, kid.
What did I even do
to you, anyway?
You helped some
very dangerous people
run guns on the Dark Web.
And instead of learning
your lesson,
you upped the ante
with this virus.
I told you, I didn't...
Yeah, you didn't do it,
you didn't do it.
Hey, Cass?
Do you have a way
out of here yet?
Give me a sec.
Okay, there's an S.U.V. right
in front of your location
just waiting to be stolen,
but I'd like to speak
to Solomon first.
Wh-Wh-Who is it?
It's a... it's
a business colleague.
Hello, Solomon.
I'm Cassandra.
Tell me about the virus
you uploaded.
Like I already told
Captain America here,
I didn't install it.
I was just being a tourist,
looking for anomalies.
The virus
was already there.
And why would we
believe that?
What do you guys know about
zero-day vulnerabilities?
I know how to exploit them.
In fact, I just used one
to install tracking software
on a phone that was hiding
its GPS data.
Hello?
Hey, hang on, Cass.
I think the kid just
fell in love with you.
Uh... wh-wh-whoever's
running point
on the Pentagon's
antivirus team
is behind
on their security patches.
What does the virus do?
Corrupts the new
missile-guidance system.
Reroutes rockets.
Self-detonates
over populated areas.
I was trying to destroy it
when I was in their system,
but they hacked me back.
Fried my laptop.
That's when I ran.
Cass, this is bigger
than what we do.
I'm gonna hand him over.
No! Please.
When I first
came to Seattle,
I-it was hard
to make friends.
So I found some online.
Yeah, but your buddies
were Russian arms dealers
who don't bother
with background checks.
I didn't know.
Not at first.
They were nice to me,
and...
told me I was cool.
Nobody ever
thinks I'm cool.
But I'm a white hat now...
White hats don't hack
the Pentagon.
In order to safeguard
against vulnerabilities,
you have to
find them first.
Solomon, did you save
any of the code?
No.
But I-I remember
some of it.
A lot of it, actually.
How's that gonna help us outrun
two teams of armed men?
The NSA agents have changed
their agenda.
I decrypted several messages
from the agents following you.
Their new orders are to bring
him in unharmed.
They why are they
shooting at me?
Not at you, darling.
Just at Alex.
Looks like the consulate's
our best bet.
It's now or never.
Hey, you want to learn how
to hot-wire a car?
Yeah, come on.
How did you guys know
I was in trouble?
We have our resources.
Okay, well, which server
did you breach to find me?
And how did you get those
NSA guys' text messages?
Solomon.
Obviously you got
into Parker Prep.
My mom could hack
that place.
But you had
an inside track...
so maybe you got into
the NSA's network,
which would make you
my hero
since it's impossible to do that
unless your name is Snowden.
I'm afraid I can't share that
information with you, Solomon.
But I appreciate
the enthusiasm.
Can you at least tell me
if you liked "The Matrix"?
What does she look like?
Tell me. Come on.
She's about 5'8". Blond.
Blue eyes.
She's hot, isn't she?
She's, uh...
she's attractive, yeah.
So she's super-hot.
Alex, turn left on Pas...
Yeah, on Passmore Avenue.
I know.
Look out!
Alex, what's going on?
- Oh, my God.
- Come on.
Keep moving!
Why are they
shooting at us?!
Move.
Get down. Get down.
You okay?
Head down. Run.
Come on! Come on!
Did you get shot?
No, not today.
Alex, the Seattle P.D. are
closing in your location.
Finding you new
transportation now.
Hey, don't worry.
I know where to go.
Come here.
This'll take us to olive.
The consulate's three blocks
from there.
You think we'll make it?
We'll make it.
The express line for
Main Street is now boarding.
Let's go! Let's go!
Come on!
Damn it.
All right.
If you give me a gun,
it would double our chances
of reaching
the consulate alive.
- Absolutely not.
- Why?
Because firing a weapon
at another human being
is a choice you should never
have to make.
Here.
How'd you wind up by yourself
in Seattle?
Some billionaire white dude
built a school in my village.
I'm pretty good at math.
Got a scholarship.
When I graduate,
I'm going to make
the best antivirus software
anyone's ever seen.
Then I can fly my family
out here to be with me.
I bet you will.
Hey, I'd normally ask my friend
Donovan about this,
but maybe you can
help me instead.
I found some old pictures
on a SIM card.
See the ones that
are highlighted?
The dates are off
by three days.
It doesn't make any sense.
Could be bad code
in the program.
Yeah, but the only pictures
that are wrong
are ones that I'd notice.
They're fixed dates,
like the 4th of July,
or my birthday.
I think there's
a pattern there.
I can't see it,
but maybe you can.
Lewis!
Oh, no!
Alex, there's an express train
passing through in 30 seconds.
Yeah, and what good
is that gonna do me?
It'll provide a distraction.
Get out of the way!
Move! Move!
There's a service entrance
20 yards down the tunnel.
The kid and I
will never make it.
Not before the triads catch up
or the feds arrest us both.
Go!
I'm taking the train.
I know you're trying
to protect the boy,
but you're only gonna
get him killed!
Send him to me!
- No, please!
- Hey, Cassandra?
I just had a suit offer to
put himself between a bullet
and the boy
to protect him.
If you lose Solomon,
you lose the bet.
Yeah, well, Johnson can take
that up with me
if I'm not
in a body bag.
How long
before that train's here?
10 seconds.
- 9, 8, 7...
- Put your hand around me.
- I need you to cover for me!
- Are you crazy?!
- 5...
- Move!
...4, 3, 2, 1.
- Now!
- Stay with him. He'll protect you.
Go, go, go!
Don't move!
Don't move!
Alex, are you...?
Cass.
I'm alive,
but I lost the kid.
_
You really made us work
for our paychecks today.
Solomon, you don't have to be
afraid any more.
We're NSA.
We are the good guys.
You have heard of prism,
haven't you?
We need your help,
Solomon.
Our engineers realized
you were trying
to debug a program,
not infect it.
Did you find the virus?
W-Was it still
in the directory?
No, by the time we realized
you weren't the one that uploaded it,
the real hackers had moved
its location.
Which is why we need you...
to help us root it out.
You're the only one on our side
who's seen the virus code.
Why would I help you?
I mean, you're just
gonna put me in jail.
There are 20,000
missiles grounded
because their guidance systems
are infected.
Three highly unstable
countries
under our watch
are currently unprotected.
If the wrong people find out
about this,
wars could break out.
We won't arrest you,
Solomon.
Not if you help us.
Hey, you're headed
the wrong way.
Where are you going?
I promised my friends
we'd stop by.
They got some questions
for you.
You can't kill me.
I told my friend what I saw.
Shut your ass up
or I will knock you out.
She's smart.
Way smarter than me.
Uh, s-she's probably listening
to us right now.
I'm listening, Solomon.
Thank you for your text.
It's wonderful what one can do
with only the make and model
and general location of a car.
Disengage the GPS assist.
Don't worry, Solomon. We're on our...
Did you deliver
the package?
Not yet, sir.
We have a problem.
Mr. Johnson, it seems
our bet has taken a turn.
One of the NSA agents
is working with the triads.
He's taking the boy
to them now.
Ah, Mr. Kane.
Always giving the gamblers
a twist.
What?
It appears you've lost our quarry.
Why are you not
pursuing?
Yeah, the bet's over.
I lost.
I'm gonna take the rest
of the day off.
Maybe go to the spa.
You still have
64 minutes.
Yeah, well,
Solomon's with the NSA.
He might have to do
some jail time,
but at least he's alive.
Alive, yes, but not safe.
The Shui Kao had a man
on the inside.
Lots of fresh cash
rolling in on this bet.
The gamblers would like to see
if you can get the boy back.
Yeah. I would too.
The clock is ticking,
Mr. Kane.
Cassandra has a lock
on the triad vehicle.
Yeah, I'm heading there now.
Strategy is your friend.
Never forget that.
The plan never survives contact
with the enemy.
Excuse me.
I'll give it back later!
Hey, man!
I've got eyes on.
Cass, they're going
to a high rise.
What floor?
The roof.
There's a helicopter waiting.
The pilot just radioed in.
They're taking off
in... five minutes.
- Alex! Help!
- Move!
Thank you for your help,
Agent Rehnquist.
You may go now.
Aren't you
forgetting something?
You still owe me
50 grand.
Oh, of course.
I have it right here.
Ohh!
You think you can take us out
on your own?
Yeah, I hadn't really
thought about it.
I've been told
I'm not very strategic.
Go!
Move!
Looks like
we're out of bullets.
You fight unbalanced.
Angry.
You okay?
That was the most badass thing
I have ever seen.
See what happens when you get
out more often?
Come on.
My name is Louis Scrivner.
Do you know who I am?
Y-You're the Chief Technology
Officer of the NSA.
We were told
you had a deal proposal?
If Solomon is to help you,
we must have assurances that
no charges will be filed.
This is an offer
from the President
of the United States.
Solomon, the President
is asking you personally
to help us locate
and destroy the virus
that you saw
on the Pentagon's database.
In return,
we won't press charges.
One of our FBI contacts,
Special Agent Forrester,
has made all
the arrangements.
I can give you the number
if you'd like.
You can
sign the papers, Solomon.
I know
Special Agent Forrester,
and he's a man
you can trust.
Once you help us
destroy the virus,
you can enroll at M.I.T.
like you planned.
All charges against you
will be dropped.
But only if you agree
to our terms in full.
Okay.
But you guys owe me
a new laptop.
Thank you for your help,
Ms. Davis.
You did well, Solomon.
Cassandra?
People like us are good
at the game of secrets.
Secrets keep us alive.
Let's keep this one
between us.
Of course.
I hope I'm as good
as you someday.
You're halfway there.
You just have to learn
how not to get caught.
You have a gift.
You need to be careful with it.
Oh, I almost forgot.
I love "The Matrix."
Mr. Kane.
I still don't understand
why you guys helped me,
but thank you.
Just do me a favor.
Stop breaking
into government servers.
Unless the NSA ask,
of course.
Promise.
Oh, you know,
I was thinking
about those dates you showed me.
Uh, when exactly did you have
time for that?
I'm good at multitasking.
And numbers keep me calm.
So, I wrote
a string algorithm.
The dates in your photos are off
by plus three...
- July 4th to July 7th...
- Yeah, I follow you.
Assuming the incorrect dates
in your files
are the only numbers that mattered,
I ran the permutations.
There are 3.5 million
possibilities in total.
Okay.
So, I went
with Occam's razor...
simplest answer is often
the right one.
10 digits usually means...
a phone number!
So, I removed
any permutations
that wouldn't work
with that theory.
You know, area codes
never start with number 1
or have the same three numbers
in a row, right?
Right.
Out of the remaining
combinations,
there was one active
phone number.
How did you find out
that last part?
Consul General left
his laptop open
when you two
were in the hall,
so I hacked a few
cellphone carriers.
702 is a Vegas number.
I think someone
wants you to call.
Thank you.
I thought we had no more
business together.
We don't.
I was heading in
and thought...
well, I hoped that I could take
you up on that offer to spar.
You know, your...
first days in Hong Kong,
the others would barely
look at you.
They didn't like the idea of
a foreigner in their circle.
But uncle and I
saw who you really were.
Your uncle
was a good leader.
And you were
his favorite student.
But I follow orders.
And you were never
very good at that.
Ahh,
you haven't changed a bit.
I did everything your family
asked me to do.
And they taught me
about honor.
Seems you no longer practice
what they preach.
Oh.
But I didn't know
you were a cheat.
Setting side bets
with the gamblers...
breaking the rules
of the House...
mm.
Now, where is
the honor in that?
Why do you care?
You work for the gamblers.
I work for the House.
And although it's obligated
to keep the gamblers happy,
it's also meant
to keep them in line.
Oh!
The first time you won
a match against me,
uncle told you a story.
While on a hunt,
a king goes down by the river
to fill his cup with water.
This hawk swoops in
and spills it on the ground.
The king warns this hawk
not to do it again,
but it doesn't heed
his warning.
So the king chops its head off
with a sword.
The cup drops
into the river.
When the king retrieves it,
he finds a poisonous snake
lying in wait.
The hawk was trying
to protect its master.
I've warned you about snakes
in the water.
You're a fool!
You have enemies
everywhere...
ones you don't even see!
Aah!
I see everything.
I know what's coming for me.
Aah!
So are you the hawk,
or are you the king?
I'm the sword.
If I had any new information
about your wife,
don't you think
I would tell you?
Oh, my God.
Ginny.
I knew you'd find me.
Ginny.
I miss your voice.
What's going on?
Where are you?
I-I don't know.
They blindfold me
every time we move.
Have you seen their faces?
No.
Can you tell me
what you see?
About where
they're keeping you?
The clothes they're wearing,
an accent, anything?
Alex, I can't.
Baby...
have they hurt you?
No.
I'm okay.
What do they want?
They won't tell me.
You tell them I'll do
whatever it takes.
Anything to get you back.
Alex, I have to go.
Don't try and find me.
Please.
They'll kill you
if you do.
Ginny...
No.
I have done everything
that you have asked.
When does it end?
When can I go home?
I want to go home.
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