Touch (2012–2013): Season 2, Episode 10 - Two of a Kind - full transcript
Martin is despondent over the news from Trevor that Lucy was found dead. However, he assumes that since there was no second body found that Amelia is still alive. But Jake, using the cipher and who utters his first few words ever ...
Previously on Touch...
I got a call from New
York from a friend
warning me about a man
named Guillermo Ortiz,
linked to multiple
homicides around the world.
All of his victims have Jake's
gift in one form or another.
[gunshots]
[glass breaks]
What?
That's impossible.
Avram, what are you doing here?
AVRAM: I came here to
help you keep him safe.
We managed to get
Amelia back with her mother.
Amelia?
Oh, thank God.
MARTIN: I asked Lucy
to take her daughter
and disappear for a while,
hide, spend some time with her.
They'll be back soon
enough. LUCY: Run.
Run as fast as you can, okay?
Run!
Where's the girl?
[gunshot]
Is that a cipher?
What's a cipher?
An algorithmic
tool for performing
encryption... They're
used for sending
and interpreting messages.
Trevor?
What is it? Lucy.
Lucy?
Oh, no.
[sniffs]
How did she die?
TREVOR: All that came
through the wire was
that the body of Lucy
Robbins was found
in the front seat
of her Wagoneer
at the bottom of a ravine 15
miles west of Newberry Springs
in the Mojave Desert.
I left her.
Oh, Martin, don't do this.
No, no, I left her.
All of that work
to bring the two
of them back together
again, and I left her.
What the hell was I thinking?
There was no mention
of Amelia Robbins.
There wouldn't be.
As far as anybody
else is concerned,
Amelia is dead... She
died three years ago.
She doesn't exist.
Wait a second.
Y-You said they found one body.
That means
Amelia's still out there.
When I was in the desert,
when they killed my mother,
everything just
went white and silent.
Until I heard your voice.
Thank you for guiding me here.
You and your dad are all I have.
But I can't stay here.
Not yet.
As soon as your dad sees me,
he's gonna want to take
me straight to the police.
He thinks
I'm the proof he
needs to end all of this.
And maybe I am.
But today is not
the day for that.
Today there's something
more important he has to do.
The man that tried to kill you?
He's still alive.
Your father shot
him, but it didn't work.
It didn't stop him.
He's coming for us, Jake.
He's coming for you.
We have to stop him
first.
Jake, you're sweating.
A fever.
He must be getting close.
Ten, 26, 2,000.
Is that the number again?
Okay.
Show this to your
dad when you see him.
And follow the numbers
and you'll find me.
[printing]
[knock on door]
[groans]
You're still up.
You found him?
Yeah, and the dad.
Here's the address.
That's what you wanted,
isn't it?
Yes.
Just my plans are changing.
So, can I get my money now?
Hey, just curious.
What did the father do to you?
The boy is the powerful one.
I'm going to kill him.
Why are you telling me this?
Because you will
never tell a living soul.
[man grunts]
A sleep clinic.
I can't believe
it's come to this.
It seemed like the
perfect opportunity,
since I'll be working in
Southern California anyway.
Medication really
hasn't worked at all?
Nor the books,
nor the meditation,
nor the soundscape.
That's the price you pay for
having an extraordinary mind.
I'm at wit's end,
Simon... The problem's
reached a whole other level.
I'm sorry.
I know you're suffering.
The clinic gets amazing results.
We're gonna miss
you terribly, you know?
[sighs] Me, too.
I'll be back before you blink.
[knock on door]
Come in, Chad.
Make sure you're
careful with that.
It's a 50,000-year-old
artifact in there.
[sighs]
I think it's that time.
I love you so much.
Hey.
Bye, Lulu.
Bye.
[door opens]
Hey, buddy.
You're awake.
Oh, my God, Jake,
you're burning up.
Trevor?
Can you get me a cold cloth
from the kitchen, please?
Okay.
You know, don't you?
Lucy's gone.
She was killed after
we left her and Amelia.
TREVOR: Here.
Thanks. What's wrong?
He's burning up.
Here.
Jake.
The cipher.
Jake left me a new number.
One, zero, two, six,
two, zero, zero, zero.
10-26-2000... That's
Jake's birthday.
Can you get into
BreakWire? Of course.
I'm gonna need
to use your system
to run down the number.
I'll meet you there.
Okay.
Find him.
Jake?
Did you just try
to say something?
What is it?
F-F...
F-Find... him.
Avram.
Martin, it-it's so terrible.
I can't believe
she's dead.
When I went to tell Jake,
he spoke. Spoke?
It's the first time I've
ever heard his voice.
What did he say?
"Find him."
Find him? Find who?
I'm guessing he's talking
about Guillermo Ortiz.
He found another
number on the cipher.
Come, I'll show you.
Jake, Avram's here.
Most extraordinary.
The number is changing.
See these two numbers
here with the dash?
It's like they're connected.
Perhaps it refers
to two of the 36
where Guillermo's path
intersects with another.
That's why I need
to get to BreakWire.
I need to get these
numbers into their system,
see where they lead us.
You're sure you
don't mind taking care
of Jake a little longer?
Yes, of course...
You go, Martin Bohm.
We'll be fine. Thank you, Avram.
Buddy, I'll be back
in a little while.
Less than 12 hours ago,
I was informed of some
troubling developments
within an Aster
Corps subsidiary.
I have ordered an internal
investigation to culminate
in full accountability.
And believe me when I say,
we will deal with those
found responsible.
[phone rings]
I'd like to assure
our shareholders
that no bad practices
performed via...
[phone beeps] Hello.
MAN [over phone]: Good
morning, Mr. Norburg.
This is the executive assistant
to Nicole Farington
at Aster Corps.
I don't know if you've
been watching the news...
Yeah, yeah. I was
actually just watching
her press conference now.
Ms. Farington would like
to meet with you.
This morning if possible.
We'll come to you.
How did you get my number?
We'll see you in an hour.
Misallocated funds,
unethical testing,
unauthorized and
off-the-books facilities,
as well as dangerous
and unsound invest...
Trevor.
I think this one's gonna
lead us to Guillermo Ortiz.
Why do you think that?
Because after you left,
Jake spoke for
the very first time.
Martin, that's amazing.
Immediately
his fever disappeared, he
started working on the cipher.
That's when he
gave me the number.
This is the first number
he's ever given me
that's had a dash in it.
Why do you think it will lead us
to Guillermo? Because
he said, "Find him."
Look, Guillermo
wanted to kill Jake
because he was one of the 36.
So he'd want to kill
Amelia, too, right?
Martin, you shot him off
the roof of this building
at point-blank range. I
doubt he's even alive.
I know he is. I can feel it.
[computer beeps]
Oh, we have a hit.
L.A. County Morgue.
All right, your car or mine?
I'll take care of this,
you got a job to do.
Yeah. Slow news day.
No such thing.
You look like you could
use a friend today, Martin.
Don't fight me on this, okay?
Yeah.
[knock at door]
Mr. Ortiz, the rent's due.
Yes?
Rent's due at noon
if you are planning on
staying another night.
I'll be leaving.
I found the one
I was looking for.
What's that smell?
What have you
been doing in there?
Is there anything else?
Stop by the office
if you want your
security deposit back.
[lock clicks]
That's green. A green leaf.
That's orange. An
orange goldfish.
That's purple... [phone rings]
Hello.
NELL: Hello, darling. It's me.
Nell.
Are you in Los Angeles?
Not yet. I was bumped.
Uh, now the artifact is gonna
be arriving before I do.
Oh, no, I'm so sorry.
Um, can you call
the university for me
and arrange for someone
to retrieve it from the airport?
My damn phone
has stopped working.
Yeah. Of course. No problem.
Okay. Thank you.
What are you doing?
I am reading Colors to Lulu.
Mm.
Where are you? Chicago.
And what do you see?
I see an airport...
uh, businesspeople...
families...
Yeah, but what do you see?
I see smoke rising from teepees.
Warriors on horseback.
Young boys filling water vessels
at a brook 30 meters east.
And beyond that,
women grinding
corn at the stone.
A Potawatomi Indian village.
It never ceases to amaze me.
You have an incredible
gift, Nell.
Hmm. Or a curse.
I wonder sometimes
if the insomnia
doesn't just come
with the package.
Nothing that the Sleep
Assessment Center can't cure.
WOMAN [over P.A.]: Boarding all
seats... flight 1026 to Los Angeles.
They're calling my flight.
Kiss Lulu for me.
I will. I love you.
I love you.
All right.
AVRAM: Hmm.
The cipher seems to have
its own internal mechanics...
which arrive at a number
once the information
is dialed in.
However...
how do you know what
information to dial in?
And why would you change
the numbers that you were given?
Ha-ha.
Unless...
unless the numbers find you.
They speak to you,
and you have no
choice but to follow.
Baruch HaShem.
Another map, Jake.
[chuckles] You will
know this city quite well
after today, yes?
What is it that you're
looking for, my boy?
2013... 1026.
Bus to the airport...
What... does that mean?
Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
W-We will leave the detective
work to your father, my boy.
You see, I...
No, I-I have been entrusted...
Jake, please. My-My boy, I...
Oy.
Journalists, huh? Yeah.
We're doing a story
on morgue protocols
from intake to autopsy.
Hmm. Too bad. I was
hoping you'd be kin.
This one's got "unclaimed"
written all over it.
What makes you say that?
Well, you know, you
get a feel for these things.
I mean, you know, the body's
been here for eight hours,
we still don't
have a positive I.D.
Why'd you pick this guy, anyway?
Friend of mine at LAPD
thought it'd be an
interesting case.
Huh, well, every body
tells a story, right?
2013-1026.
Here's your guy.
Thank you.
Yeah.
Do you know who he is?
No. But did you see the
way his throat was slit?
AVRAM: Jake!
Please. wait.
Jake...
Amelia.
You're alive.
NICOLE: We could
have met at my office,
but I felt that it
was better for us
to speak privately.
The announcement
I made yesterday
was just the tip of the iceberg.
There are rumors of
serious wrongdoings
within the company.
[chuckles] Really?
At Aster Corps?
Of all places.
If we don't fix this,
the press or police will.
That missing girl
out there could
point the finger
at any one of us.
It is imperative
that blame for
these terrible deeds
falls on the person who
is responsible.
That person, as I see it,
is Tony Rigby.
Your former partner?
He's gone off the grid.
I'm looking for him.
Now, have you had
any contact with him?
He works for you.
You find him.
We have the same
agenda, Mr. Norburg.
If you find him,
I am asking you
to bring him to me
and I will take
care of the rest.
You know, I bet
on the wrong horse.
I put my money on Rigby.
I should've put it on you.
I would like you to consider
coming back to work for us.
[chuckles]
Hey, you got to be joking.
The work we're doing
at the sleep clinic
is... extraordinary.
A sleep clinic?
Rigby didn't tell you?
You had one.
We have six.
And a seventh is arriving today.
You will be amazed
at what you see.
You sure you're
up to this, Martin?
I don't have a choice.
Lucy wasn't supposed to die.
Her death threw
everything out of balance.
Jake is using us to
try and put it right.
We don't have a choice.
[phone rings]
Avram?
AVRAM: Martin, listen,
I'm-I'm on a, on a bus.
You're where?
On a bus t-to the airport.
Where is Jake?
He's fine, he's fine.
He's with me. He just...
flew out the door.
But-but, Martin...
he led me to her.
To Amelia.
She's alive?
Yes. And well.
They found each other, Martin.
She says that today
you must find Guillermo,
because if you do not,
innocent people
will die. Meantime,
they will be safe with me.
Okay, fine.
Avram, please,
don't let them
out of your sight.
Of course. Of course.
Thank you. Jake
led Avram to Amelia.
She's alive. Oh, thank God.
Not a lot of info.
Uh, the body was
found in a Dumpster
by a hotel, no I.D.
Do you have an
address on the hotel?
Yeah. Uh, 167 5th Street.
Thank you very much.
Come on.
My mom gave that to me.
I didn't know when, but I
knew she was coming for me.
DRIVER [over speakers]: Next
stop... International Terminal.
That's our stop.
What now, my boy?
WOMAN [over P.A.]: Welcome to
the Los Angeles International Airport.
The white zone is for the
immediate loading and unloading
of passengers only.
Any vehicles parking...
Flight 1026.
The last four numbers.
Wait! I'm coming!
Excuse me, we're looking
for the manager of the hotel.
What can I do for you?
Looking for a man...
Guillermo Ortiz.
Early 30s, dark complexion,
dark hair, speaks with
a European accent.
Checked in about a week ago.
Strange guy.
Pretty beat up, too.
He was checking out today.
But I haven't seen him.
You mean he's still here?
As far as I know.
Sir, we're working
undercover with U.S. Customs.
We're gonna need
to see his room.
Do you have a warrant?
U.S. Customs doesn't require a
warrant. Do we have a problem?
Sir, do we have a problem?
Uh, no. No. This way.
AVRAM: Why would
the cipher lead us here?
At the time Jake
worked the cipher,
there were 429 possible
outcomes for this moment.
As the event gets closer,
the possibilities narrow,
eventually collapsing into one.
That's it. The numbers.
This crate must
be very important.
Why? Wha-What is it, my boy?
Oh.
I-I need to call your father.
He should know about this.
Oh, of course.
No service.
Don't move, please. I
must get a better signal.
Don't move.
Dr. Nell Plimpton.
We must find her.
[knocking]
Manager!
This is blood. How long's
this stain been here?
I don't know. It wasn't there
when I rented the room.
Do you have any idea
where this man might've gone?
MANAGER: He said something about
finding someone he was looking for.
You need to call
the police now. Now.
Martin, what do
you make of this?
[phone rings]
Avram, where are you?
Baggage Claim C,
international terminal.
I thought you should know.
Jake has drawn something.
A line of patterns,
like ancient writing,
or... Hieroglyphics?
You know about these?
I'm looking at them now.
I'm in the room
Guillermo rented.
Well, what do they
mean? I don't know yet.
Avram, I want
you to wait for me.
I'm on my way. Let's go.
Yeah, my phone's
working. Oh! Pardon.
So they picked up
the crate already?
Okay, I'll grab a cab. Bye.
Hi. St. Matthew's University,
please, archaeology department.
Hey, what do you
think...? [groans]
[tires screeching]
[dolly clanking]
Jake? Oh, dear.
Jake?! Amelia?!
Children! Children!
We wanted to make the
environment warm and comforting.
Looks like a Four Seasons Hotel.
[chuckles] From the waffle
slippers to the turndown service.
When the subjects are relaxed,
the results are
much more reliable.
Why am I telling you
this? You're the expert.
I'm saving the best for last.
There's a phonetics
lab, six supercomputers,
and from my understanding,
the world's first...
Quantum computer.
It's brilliant.
They all have sleeping problems.
Well, if the problem
gets bad enough,
their desperation makes
a targeted marketing
campaign quite effective.
They literally come to us.
And you scan their brain
waves while they're sleeping.
Mm-hmm. I don't know
why I didn't think of this.
The results we've been
getting are amazing.
It's yielded an almost 90-digit
sequence that is unheard of.
The God sequence.
If they think it or dream it,
then you'll know about it.
That is, if you decide to
come on board with us.
Yeah. I'm in.
Welcome home, Calvin.
Oh, there's one other thing.
Forgive me. I'm
still catching up.
There was a name that came
up in our New York database,
a Martin Bohm, Baum.
Do you know where
I might find him?
I'm sorry. I can't help you.
Well, that's that.
Let's get to work.
[phone rings]
Yeah, I'm here.
Sure, I'm coming around
to the freight elevator.
Room 1026, right?
[phone rings]
Hey, Trevor, did
you find something?
Those hieroglyphs...
A British archaeologist just
published a paper on them.
They're from a cave
wall 50,000 years old.
She believes she's discovered
the earliest organized
number system.
Where is she?
London. A Dr. Nell Plimpton.
Teaches at King's College.
Have you got a number?
Here you go.
[phone ringing]
[clears throat]
Hello.
Hi, my name is Martin Bishop.
I'm looking for Dr. Nell
Plimpton. Is she there, please?
Nell? No. She's, uh,
she's in Los Angeles.
This is her husband. Is there
something I can help you with?
She's in Los Angeles.
Hello...
Yes, I'm-I'm sorry. I'm
her driver. I was supposed
to pick her up at the airport.
Somehow I missed her.
I'm afraid she got a cab.
Do you know the name of
hotel she's staying at? Her driver?
Yes. Please, sir, I
could, I could lose my job.
[sighs]
She's going to St.
Matthew University.
The archaeology
department. St. Matthew.
Thank you very much.
Martin!
Avram, change of
plans. It looks like
the hieroglyphs were
the key to everything.
I'm on my way to St.
Matthew's University.
Martin, listen, they're gone.
Jake and Amelia,
I lost them. What?!
I just turned around for
one minute, and they took off.
I've searched every
inch of this area.
They, they must've
followed the crate.
It had Jake's numbers on it.
Wait. I think I know
where they've gone.
Yes, the university. You do?
Look, catch a cab
back to the house
just in case they show up there.
I'll get back to you
as soon as I can.
There it is.
[latches clicking]
Whoa.
They're numbers, aren't they?
Thank you.
He's here.
Are you Dr. Plimpton?
Yes, correct.
Welcome to our
place. Good to see you.
Thank you, thank you.
Hi, nice to meet you.
Yeah. And then we have
the lab all set up for you.
Oh... I haven't
even checked in yet.
I just wanted to make sure
that the artifact
arrived safely.
Good luck. Okay.
It's this way? Yeah,
right down here.
1026. Yeah. Excellent. Thanks.
♪♪
Nell Plimpton?
Excuse me? Who are you?
What do you want from me? Help!
[gasping]
Shh.
[tires squealing]
Are you gonna kill me?
Yes.
But not until he arrives.
We'll wait.
Jake?
JAKE: She's not the one.
She's not the one.
[gasps]
Help me! Help me!
Jake?
Amelia?
Jake? [panting]
Help me!
There's a man. He's got a knife.
He's trying to kill me. Where?
He's down the corridor
towards the back.
I'm looking for two children;
have you seen them?
No. Get out of the
building. Get help now.
OPERATOR: 911.
What's your emergency?
I'm in the archaeology building
at St. Matthew's University.
A man has just
tried to kill a woman.
He's armed and dangerous.
Please send officers
immediately.
[panting]
[alarm buzzes]
[grunting]
[grunting continues]
It's over. The killing's over.
No, no.
No!
[sobbing]
Your son...
He was right.
Today I'm gonna rid the world
of one more of the 36.
I was so close.
Forgive me, Father,
but I never found
the nest of seven.
No!
[sirens wailing]
[groans]
Jake, it's all right.
He can't hurt you anymore.
Jake, no, Jake, stop.
Jake.
Amelia.
Oh, I'm sorry...
I am so sorry about your mom.
Bishop, you spell
it like it sounds?
Yeah, B-I-S-H-O-P.
You know, I'm still not,
uh, I'm not really clear
what brought you
down here to begin with.
I-I told you, my
son and his friend,
they were... they
were exploring.
They got away from me
and they ended up down here.
So you came down
here looking for your son,
and that's when you ran into
the woman and called 911.
Yes.
What can you tell me
about the deceased?
[sighs] Not much.
I mean, he attacked me.
He came out of nowhere.
[chuckles]
You know, this whole
thing is starting to smell
a little bit weird to me.
It's an awful lot of
people wandering
around an archaeology
building for a Sunday afternoon.
Detective, this has been
very traumatic for me
and for my son.
I would really like
to get him home.
So if you don't have
any more questions,
please.
[indistinct radio transmissions]
You get some rest,
and I need to see you
at the station tomorrow.
12:00 noon okay?
Yes.
12:00 noon.
Thank you.
NELL: He just had
a knife to my throat,
and then there was a
moment... Excuse me.
I'm sorry to interrupt.
Are you Dr. Plimpton? Yes.
I'm glad you're okay.
Thank you.
Yeah.
Come on, kids, let's go.
Jake... It's all right.
My son doesn't talk.
But I think he wants
to show you something.
Do you mind?
Sure.
JAKE: We are the authors
of our own destinies,
the pioneers of our lives.
The numbers.
You deciphered the code.
JAKE: And yet,
our world is made of patterns.
My son has
a gift with numbers.
JAKE: Eternal truths
that appear and repeat,
over and over,
across the millennia.
For it is only by standing
on the shoulders of the past
that we can truly
gaze into the future.
MARTIN: Thanks again, Avram.
For what, losing your son?
If Jake and Amelia hadn't
left the airport this afternoon,
an innocent woman would be dead
and Guillermo Ortiz would be
hunting down his next victim.
No, today went exactly
as it was supposed to.
As with all things Jake,
sometimes the shortest distance
between two points can
be a very circuitous route.
Look at those two.
Perhaps being
so close to another
has inspired Jake
to find his voice.
Avram, before Guillermo died,
he said something
about "the nest of seven."
Do you have any idea
what that could mean?
[scoffs]
Who can explain the
ravings of a madman?
Yeah.
Good night, Martin Bohm.
Good night, Avram.
[sighs]
Hey, guys.
Amelia, we're gonna have
to find your father, okay?
You can look for him.
But I don't think
you'll find him.
Why do you say that?
Sometimes I know things.
I don't know why.
Right.
Um...
I-I put some things
out for you on your bed.
If there's anything
else you need,
all you have to do is
knock on my door, okay?
We'll finish this game tomorrow.
Good night.
Thank you, Jake,
for leading us to her.
She's been through a lot.
She's part of our
family now, okay?
[chuckles softly]
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I got a call from New
York from a friend
warning me about a man
named Guillermo Ortiz,
linked to multiple
homicides around the world.
All of his victims have Jake's
gift in one form or another.
[gunshots]
[glass breaks]
What?
That's impossible.
Avram, what are you doing here?
AVRAM: I came here to
help you keep him safe.
We managed to get
Amelia back with her mother.
Amelia?
Oh, thank God.
MARTIN: I asked Lucy
to take her daughter
and disappear for a while,
hide, spend some time with her.
They'll be back soon
enough. LUCY: Run.
Run as fast as you can, okay?
Run!
Where's the girl?
[gunshot]
Is that a cipher?
What's a cipher?
An algorithmic
tool for performing
encryption... They're
used for sending
and interpreting messages.
Trevor?
What is it? Lucy.
Lucy?
Oh, no.
[sniffs]
How did she die?
TREVOR: All that came
through the wire was
that the body of Lucy
Robbins was found
in the front seat
of her Wagoneer
at the bottom of a ravine 15
miles west of Newberry Springs
in the Mojave Desert.
I left her.
Oh, Martin, don't do this.
No, no, I left her.
All of that work
to bring the two
of them back together
again, and I left her.
What the hell was I thinking?
There was no mention
of Amelia Robbins.
There wouldn't be.
As far as anybody
else is concerned,
Amelia is dead... She
died three years ago.
She doesn't exist.
Wait a second.
Y-You said they found one body.
That means
Amelia's still out there.
When I was in the desert,
when they killed my mother,
everything just
went white and silent.
Until I heard your voice.
Thank you for guiding me here.
You and your dad are all I have.
But I can't stay here.
Not yet.
As soon as your dad sees me,
he's gonna want to take
me straight to the police.
He thinks
I'm the proof he
needs to end all of this.
And maybe I am.
But today is not
the day for that.
Today there's something
more important he has to do.
The man that tried to kill you?
He's still alive.
Your father shot
him, but it didn't work.
It didn't stop him.
He's coming for us, Jake.
He's coming for you.
We have to stop him
first.
Jake, you're sweating.
A fever.
He must be getting close.
Ten, 26, 2,000.
Is that the number again?
Okay.
Show this to your
dad when you see him.
And follow the numbers
and you'll find me.
[printing]
[knock on door]
[groans]
You're still up.
You found him?
Yeah, and the dad.
Here's the address.
That's what you wanted,
isn't it?
Yes.
Just my plans are changing.
So, can I get my money now?
Hey, just curious.
What did the father do to you?
The boy is the powerful one.
I'm going to kill him.
Why are you telling me this?
Because you will
never tell a living soul.
[man grunts]
A sleep clinic.
I can't believe
it's come to this.
It seemed like the
perfect opportunity,
since I'll be working in
Southern California anyway.
Medication really
hasn't worked at all?
Nor the books,
nor the meditation,
nor the soundscape.
That's the price you pay for
having an extraordinary mind.
I'm at wit's end,
Simon... The problem's
reached a whole other level.
I'm sorry.
I know you're suffering.
The clinic gets amazing results.
We're gonna miss
you terribly, you know?
[sighs] Me, too.
I'll be back before you blink.
[knock on door]
Come in, Chad.
Make sure you're
careful with that.
It's a 50,000-year-old
artifact in there.
[sighs]
I think it's that time.
I love you so much.
Hey.
Bye, Lulu.
Bye.
[door opens]
Hey, buddy.
You're awake.
Oh, my God, Jake,
you're burning up.
Trevor?
Can you get me a cold cloth
from the kitchen, please?
Okay.
You know, don't you?
Lucy's gone.
She was killed after
we left her and Amelia.
TREVOR: Here.
Thanks. What's wrong?
He's burning up.
Here.
Jake.
The cipher.
Jake left me a new number.
One, zero, two, six,
two, zero, zero, zero.
10-26-2000... That's
Jake's birthday.
Can you get into
BreakWire? Of course.
I'm gonna need
to use your system
to run down the number.
I'll meet you there.
Okay.
Find him.
Jake?
Did you just try
to say something?
What is it?
F-F...
F-Find... him.
Avram.
Martin, it-it's so terrible.
I can't believe
she's dead.
When I went to tell Jake,
he spoke. Spoke?
It's the first time I've
ever heard his voice.
What did he say?
"Find him."
Find him? Find who?
I'm guessing he's talking
about Guillermo Ortiz.
He found another
number on the cipher.
Come, I'll show you.
Jake, Avram's here.
Most extraordinary.
The number is changing.
See these two numbers
here with the dash?
It's like they're connected.
Perhaps it refers
to two of the 36
where Guillermo's path
intersects with another.
That's why I need
to get to BreakWire.
I need to get these
numbers into their system,
see where they lead us.
You're sure you
don't mind taking care
of Jake a little longer?
Yes, of course...
You go, Martin Bohm.
We'll be fine. Thank you, Avram.
Buddy, I'll be back
in a little while.
Less than 12 hours ago,
I was informed of some
troubling developments
within an Aster
Corps subsidiary.
I have ordered an internal
investigation to culminate
in full accountability.
And believe me when I say,
we will deal with those
found responsible.
[phone rings]
I'd like to assure
our shareholders
that no bad practices
performed via...
[phone beeps] Hello.
MAN [over phone]: Good
morning, Mr. Norburg.
This is the executive assistant
to Nicole Farington
at Aster Corps.
I don't know if you've
been watching the news...
Yeah, yeah. I was
actually just watching
her press conference now.
Ms. Farington would like
to meet with you.
This morning if possible.
We'll come to you.
How did you get my number?
We'll see you in an hour.
Misallocated funds,
unethical testing,
unauthorized and
off-the-books facilities,
as well as dangerous
and unsound invest...
Trevor.
I think this one's gonna
lead us to Guillermo Ortiz.
Why do you think that?
Because after you left,
Jake spoke for
the very first time.
Martin, that's amazing.
Immediately
his fever disappeared, he
started working on the cipher.
That's when he
gave me the number.
This is the first number
he's ever given me
that's had a dash in it.
Why do you think it will lead us
to Guillermo? Because
he said, "Find him."
Look, Guillermo
wanted to kill Jake
because he was one of the 36.
So he'd want to kill
Amelia, too, right?
Martin, you shot him off
the roof of this building
at point-blank range. I
doubt he's even alive.
I know he is. I can feel it.
[computer beeps]
Oh, we have a hit.
L.A. County Morgue.
All right, your car or mine?
I'll take care of this,
you got a job to do.
Yeah. Slow news day.
No such thing.
You look like you could
use a friend today, Martin.
Don't fight me on this, okay?
Yeah.
[knock at door]
Mr. Ortiz, the rent's due.
Yes?
Rent's due at noon
if you are planning on
staying another night.
I'll be leaving.
I found the one
I was looking for.
What's that smell?
What have you
been doing in there?
Is there anything else?
Stop by the office
if you want your
security deposit back.
[lock clicks]
That's green. A green leaf.
That's orange. An
orange goldfish.
That's purple... [phone rings]
Hello.
NELL: Hello, darling. It's me.
Nell.
Are you in Los Angeles?
Not yet. I was bumped.
Uh, now the artifact is gonna
be arriving before I do.
Oh, no, I'm so sorry.
Um, can you call
the university for me
and arrange for someone
to retrieve it from the airport?
My damn phone
has stopped working.
Yeah. Of course. No problem.
Okay. Thank you.
What are you doing?
I am reading Colors to Lulu.
Mm.
Where are you? Chicago.
And what do you see?
I see an airport...
uh, businesspeople...
families...
Yeah, but what do you see?
I see smoke rising from teepees.
Warriors on horseback.
Young boys filling water vessels
at a brook 30 meters east.
And beyond that,
women grinding
corn at the stone.
A Potawatomi Indian village.
It never ceases to amaze me.
You have an incredible
gift, Nell.
Hmm. Or a curse.
I wonder sometimes
if the insomnia
doesn't just come
with the package.
Nothing that the Sleep
Assessment Center can't cure.
WOMAN [over P.A.]: Boarding all
seats... flight 1026 to Los Angeles.
They're calling my flight.
Kiss Lulu for me.
I will. I love you.
I love you.
All right.
AVRAM: Hmm.
The cipher seems to have
its own internal mechanics...
which arrive at a number
once the information
is dialed in.
However...
how do you know what
information to dial in?
And why would you change
the numbers that you were given?
Ha-ha.
Unless...
unless the numbers find you.
They speak to you,
and you have no
choice but to follow.
Baruch HaShem.
Another map, Jake.
[chuckles] You will
know this city quite well
after today, yes?
What is it that you're
looking for, my boy?
2013... 1026.
Bus to the airport...
What... does that mean?
Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
W-We will leave the detective
work to your father, my boy.
You see, I...
No, I-I have been entrusted...
Jake, please. My-My boy, I...
Oy.
Journalists, huh? Yeah.
We're doing a story
on morgue protocols
from intake to autopsy.
Hmm. Too bad. I was
hoping you'd be kin.
This one's got "unclaimed"
written all over it.
What makes you say that?
Well, you know, you
get a feel for these things.
I mean, you know, the body's
been here for eight hours,
we still don't
have a positive I.D.
Why'd you pick this guy, anyway?
Friend of mine at LAPD
thought it'd be an
interesting case.
Huh, well, every body
tells a story, right?
2013-1026.
Here's your guy.
Thank you.
Yeah.
Do you know who he is?
No. But did you see the
way his throat was slit?
AVRAM: Jake!
Please. wait.
Jake...
Amelia.
You're alive.
NICOLE: We could
have met at my office,
but I felt that it
was better for us
to speak privately.
The announcement
I made yesterday
was just the tip of the iceberg.
There are rumors of
serious wrongdoings
within the company.
[chuckles] Really?
At Aster Corps?
Of all places.
If we don't fix this,
the press or police will.
That missing girl
out there could
point the finger
at any one of us.
It is imperative
that blame for
these terrible deeds
falls on the person who
is responsible.
That person, as I see it,
is Tony Rigby.
Your former partner?
He's gone off the grid.
I'm looking for him.
Now, have you had
any contact with him?
He works for you.
You find him.
We have the same
agenda, Mr. Norburg.
If you find him,
I am asking you
to bring him to me
and I will take
care of the rest.
You know, I bet
on the wrong horse.
I put my money on Rigby.
I should've put it on you.
I would like you to consider
coming back to work for us.
[chuckles]
Hey, you got to be joking.
The work we're doing
at the sleep clinic
is... extraordinary.
A sleep clinic?
Rigby didn't tell you?
You had one.
We have six.
And a seventh is arriving today.
You will be amazed
at what you see.
You sure you're
up to this, Martin?
I don't have a choice.
Lucy wasn't supposed to die.
Her death threw
everything out of balance.
Jake is using us to
try and put it right.
We don't have a choice.
[phone rings]
Avram?
AVRAM: Martin, listen,
I'm-I'm on a, on a bus.
You're where?
On a bus t-to the airport.
Where is Jake?
He's fine, he's fine.
He's with me. He just...
flew out the door.
But-but, Martin...
he led me to her.
To Amelia.
She's alive?
Yes. And well.
They found each other, Martin.
She says that today
you must find Guillermo,
because if you do not,
innocent people
will die. Meantime,
they will be safe with me.
Okay, fine.
Avram, please,
don't let them
out of your sight.
Of course. Of course.
Thank you. Jake
led Avram to Amelia.
She's alive. Oh, thank God.
Not a lot of info.
Uh, the body was
found in a Dumpster
by a hotel, no I.D.
Do you have an
address on the hotel?
Yeah. Uh, 167 5th Street.
Thank you very much.
Come on.
My mom gave that to me.
I didn't know when, but I
knew she was coming for me.
DRIVER [over speakers]: Next
stop... International Terminal.
That's our stop.
What now, my boy?
WOMAN [over P.A.]: Welcome to
the Los Angeles International Airport.
The white zone is for the
immediate loading and unloading
of passengers only.
Any vehicles parking...
Flight 1026.
The last four numbers.
Wait! I'm coming!
Excuse me, we're looking
for the manager of the hotel.
What can I do for you?
Looking for a man...
Guillermo Ortiz.
Early 30s, dark complexion,
dark hair, speaks with
a European accent.
Checked in about a week ago.
Strange guy.
Pretty beat up, too.
He was checking out today.
But I haven't seen him.
You mean he's still here?
As far as I know.
Sir, we're working
undercover with U.S. Customs.
We're gonna need
to see his room.
Do you have a warrant?
U.S. Customs doesn't require a
warrant. Do we have a problem?
Sir, do we have a problem?
Uh, no. No. This way.
AVRAM: Why would
the cipher lead us here?
At the time Jake
worked the cipher,
there were 429 possible
outcomes for this moment.
As the event gets closer,
the possibilities narrow,
eventually collapsing into one.
That's it. The numbers.
This crate must
be very important.
Why? Wha-What is it, my boy?
Oh.
I-I need to call your father.
He should know about this.
Oh, of course.
No service.
Don't move, please. I
must get a better signal.
Don't move.
Dr. Nell Plimpton.
We must find her.
[knocking]
Manager!
This is blood. How long's
this stain been here?
I don't know. It wasn't there
when I rented the room.
Do you have any idea
where this man might've gone?
MANAGER: He said something about
finding someone he was looking for.
You need to call
the police now. Now.
Martin, what do
you make of this?
[phone rings]
Avram, where are you?
Baggage Claim C,
international terminal.
I thought you should know.
Jake has drawn something.
A line of patterns,
like ancient writing,
or... Hieroglyphics?
You know about these?
I'm looking at them now.
I'm in the room
Guillermo rented.
Well, what do they
mean? I don't know yet.
Avram, I want
you to wait for me.
I'm on my way. Let's go.
Yeah, my phone's
working. Oh! Pardon.
So they picked up
the crate already?
Okay, I'll grab a cab. Bye.
Hi. St. Matthew's University,
please, archaeology department.
Hey, what do you
think...? [groans]
[tires screeching]
[dolly clanking]
Jake? Oh, dear.
Jake?! Amelia?!
Children! Children!
We wanted to make the
environment warm and comforting.
Looks like a Four Seasons Hotel.
[chuckles] From the waffle
slippers to the turndown service.
When the subjects are relaxed,
the results are
much more reliable.
Why am I telling you
this? You're the expert.
I'm saving the best for last.
There's a phonetics
lab, six supercomputers,
and from my understanding,
the world's first...
Quantum computer.
It's brilliant.
They all have sleeping problems.
Well, if the problem
gets bad enough,
their desperation makes
a targeted marketing
campaign quite effective.
They literally come to us.
And you scan their brain
waves while they're sleeping.
Mm-hmm. I don't know
why I didn't think of this.
The results we've been
getting are amazing.
It's yielded an almost 90-digit
sequence that is unheard of.
The God sequence.
If they think it or dream it,
then you'll know about it.
That is, if you decide to
come on board with us.
Yeah. I'm in.
Welcome home, Calvin.
Oh, there's one other thing.
Forgive me. I'm
still catching up.
There was a name that came
up in our New York database,
a Martin Bohm, Baum.
Do you know where
I might find him?
I'm sorry. I can't help you.
Well, that's that.
Let's get to work.
[phone rings]
Yeah, I'm here.
Sure, I'm coming around
to the freight elevator.
Room 1026, right?
[phone rings]
Hey, Trevor, did
you find something?
Those hieroglyphs...
A British archaeologist just
published a paper on them.
They're from a cave
wall 50,000 years old.
She believes she's discovered
the earliest organized
number system.
Where is she?
London. A Dr. Nell Plimpton.
Teaches at King's College.
Have you got a number?
Here you go.
[phone ringing]
[clears throat]
Hello.
Hi, my name is Martin Bishop.
I'm looking for Dr. Nell
Plimpton. Is she there, please?
Nell? No. She's, uh,
she's in Los Angeles.
This is her husband. Is there
something I can help you with?
She's in Los Angeles.
Hello...
Yes, I'm-I'm sorry. I'm
her driver. I was supposed
to pick her up at the airport.
Somehow I missed her.
I'm afraid she got a cab.
Do you know the name of
hotel she's staying at? Her driver?
Yes. Please, sir, I
could, I could lose my job.
[sighs]
She's going to St.
Matthew University.
The archaeology
department. St. Matthew.
Thank you very much.
Martin!
Avram, change of
plans. It looks like
the hieroglyphs were
the key to everything.
I'm on my way to St.
Matthew's University.
Martin, listen, they're gone.
Jake and Amelia,
I lost them. What?!
I just turned around for
one minute, and they took off.
I've searched every
inch of this area.
They, they must've
followed the crate.
It had Jake's numbers on it.
Wait. I think I know
where they've gone.
Yes, the university. You do?
Look, catch a cab
back to the house
just in case they show up there.
I'll get back to you
as soon as I can.
There it is.
[latches clicking]
Whoa.
They're numbers, aren't they?
Thank you.
He's here.
Are you Dr. Plimpton?
Yes, correct.
Welcome to our
place. Good to see you.
Thank you, thank you.
Hi, nice to meet you.
Yeah. And then we have
the lab all set up for you.
Oh... I haven't
even checked in yet.
I just wanted to make sure
that the artifact
arrived safely.
Good luck. Okay.
It's this way? Yeah,
right down here.
1026. Yeah. Excellent. Thanks.
♪♪
Nell Plimpton?
Excuse me? Who are you?
What do you want from me? Help!
[gasping]
Shh.
[tires squealing]
Are you gonna kill me?
Yes.
But not until he arrives.
We'll wait.
Jake?
JAKE: She's not the one.
She's not the one.
[gasps]
Help me! Help me!
Jake?
Amelia?
Jake? [panting]
Help me!
There's a man. He's got a knife.
He's trying to kill me. Where?
He's down the corridor
towards the back.
I'm looking for two children;
have you seen them?
No. Get out of the
building. Get help now.
OPERATOR: 911.
What's your emergency?
I'm in the archaeology building
at St. Matthew's University.
A man has just
tried to kill a woman.
He's armed and dangerous.
Please send officers
immediately.
[panting]
[alarm buzzes]
[grunting]
[grunting continues]
It's over. The killing's over.
No, no.
No!
[sobbing]
Your son...
He was right.
Today I'm gonna rid the world
of one more of the 36.
I was so close.
Forgive me, Father,
but I never found
the nest of seven.
No!
[sirens wailing]
[groans]
Jake, it's all right.
He can't hurt you anymore.
Jake, no, Jake, stop.
Jake.
Amelia.
Oh, I'm sorry...
I am so sorry about your mom.
Bishop, you spell
it like it sounds?
Yeah, B-I-S-H-O-P.
You know, I'm still not,
uh, I'm not really clear
what brought you
down here to begin with.
I-I told you, my
son and his friend,
they were... they
were exploring.
They got away from me
and they ended up down here.
So you came down
here looking for your son,
and that's when you ran into
the woman and called 911.
Yes.
What can you tell me
about the deceased?
[sighs] Not much.
I mean, he attacked me.
He came out of nowhere.
[chuckles]
You know, this whole
thing is starting to smell
a little bit weird to me.
It's an awful lot of
people wandering
around an archaeology
building for a Sunday afternoon.
Detective, this has been
very traumatic for me
and for my son.
I would really like
to get him home.
So if you don't have
any more questions,
please.
[indistinct radio transmissions]
You get some rest,
and I need to see you
at the station tomorrow.
12:00 noon okay?
Yes.
12:00 noon.
Thank you.
NELL: He just had
a knife to my throat,
and then there was a
moment... Excuse me.
I'm sorry to interrupt.
Are you Dr. Plimpton? Yes.
I'm glad you're okay.
Thank you.
Yeah.
Come on, kids, let's go.
Jake... It's all right.
My son doesn't talk.
But I think he wants
to show you something.
Do you mind?
Sure.
JAKE: We are the authors
of our own destinies,
the pioneers of our lives.
The numbers.
You deciphered the code.
JAKE: And yet,
our world is made of patterns.
My son has
a gift with numbers.
JAKE: Eternal truths
that appear and repeat,
over and over,
across the millennia.
For it is only by standing
on the shoulders of the past
that we can truly
gaze into the future.
MARTIN: Thanks again, Avram.
For what, losing your son?
If Jake and Amelia hadn't
left the airport this afternoon,
an innocent woman would be dead
and Guillermo Ortiz would be
hunting down his next victim.
No, today went exactly
as it was supposed to.
As with all things Jake,
sometimes the shortest distance
between two points can
be a very circuitous route.
Look at those two.
Perhaps being
so close to another
has inspired Jake
to find his voice.
Avram, before Guillermo died,
he said something
about "the nest of seven."
Do you have any idea
what that could mean?
[scoffs]
Who can explain the
ravings of a madman?
Yeah.
Good night, Martin Bohm.
Good night, Avram.
[sighs]
Hey, guys.
Amelia, we're gonna have
to find your father, okay?
You can look for him.
But I don't think
you'll find him.
Why do you say that?
Sometimes I know things.
I don't know why.
Right.
Um...
I-I put some things
out for you on your bed.
If there's anything
else you need,
all you have to do is
knock on my door, okay?
We'll finish this game tomorrow.
Good night.
Thank you, Jake,
for leading us to her.
She's been through a lot.
She's part of our
family now, okay?
[chuckles softly]
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