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Previously on Touch...

You had to call the police, right?

This is the third time this month.

Hey, don't go near him! You can't touch him.

The numbers your son gives you, Mr. Bohm,

aren't new.

They've always existed.

He found the Amelia Sequence.

Amelia was obsessed with tides.

She came up with this equation

based on global tidal patterns,

and she was fixated on this certain sequence of numbers.

God will allow humankind to exist as long as there are

36 righteous people in the world.

They walk among us, blessed with the capacity

to feel the suffering of the entire human race.

- Do you think Jake is one of these 36? - Yes.

Teller was working with a girl who was just like Jake.

Her name was Amelia. When they wanted her, they faked her death

and made her disappear. I'm not letting that happen to my son.

Jake!

We have to get out of town unseen.

Go!

The farther away, the better.

There are infinite ways to communicate,

some better than others.

Today, the average person will say 17,520 words

to 7.4 other individuals.

Yet change the language, one border to the next,

and we are hopeless.

Stumbling to explain the simplest of concepts.

I want...

I am...

I love.

Well, this is it, buddy.

Can't go any farther west than this.

Still not exactly sure what we're doing here.

What is it?

Excuse me.

- Is this yours? - Oh, yes.

- Thank you so much. - Yeah.

It's beautiful, isn't it?

I've never been to this part of the country before.

Yeah.

What brought you out here?

Um, looking for my daughter.

What's your daughter's name?

Amelia.

Amelia.

My name is Jake.

I was born on October 26, 2000.

I've been alive for 11 years,

eight months and 16 days.

And in all that time, I've never said a single word.

But that's about to change.

Oh, my God.

That's her. That's Amelia.

When was this taken?

A few weeks ago.

A board-and-care facility in New York.

My son was there at the same time.

He led me to you to try and help you

- find your daughter. - All this time,

and it was some company?

Aster Corps. They brought your daughter

to the facility after they staged her death.

- Why? Why would they do that? - I don't know. At least not yet.

They're after my son for the same reasons.

He's like your daughter.

He sees patterns, connections.

Everything seems to revolve around these numbers.

Jake's been obsessed with a sequence,

3-1-8, 5-2...

9-6-3-2-8-7-9-5.

The Amelia Sequence.

That's what Dr. Teller called it.

I have been following these numbers for three years.

That's what led me here to Los Angeles.

- Okay, this map... - Yes?

I saw this map four days ago in New York City.

Then I'm going there.

- I'm going there right now. Right now! - No, wait, wait, wait.

We came out here for a reason. We think...

He never does this. Not for strangers.

Wait. They're the next two numbers, see?

2, 4...

2, 4...

I-I don't understand what he's trying to say.

The second number is four.

Look, the letter D.

2-D. They're coordinates.

Near Hobart and Western.

- That's about ten miles from here. - Wait, wait.

Please tell me the truth.

Is everything that you're saying really true?

Yes.

So, how's this work?

It's different every time.

So, what, we just follow him?

Welcome to my world.

Hey, is this it?

Look at the sign. "2D."

- 2D. 2D! - Wait, wait!

I think we need some kind of a plan.

Like what?

I don't know.

Just let me do the talking.

I hung the sign out for a reason!

Uh, excuse me. We're not housekeeping.

We're... we're looking for someone.

- Hi. What's going on? - Hi.

Sorry to bother you. We're looking for a young girl.

- She's about... - She's my daughter.

Her name's Amelia. She's 14 years old.

She has sandy blonde hair.

I'm sorry. I don't know who that is.

Okay, thank you for your trouble.

Sorry to bother you.

- Let's go. - Good luck to you.

- Wait. - Help!

Hey, hey! Amelia!

- Back up. - Amelia!

Amelia! Amelia!

Amelia! Amelia!

Amelia!

Stop right there.

Who are you?

- What are you doing here? - Where is she?

Look, I swear, I'll shoot.

- Don't come... I swear I'll shoot! - Where is my daughter?!

I was just hired to find her!

- You all right? - Yeah. Go!

- Go, go! Get her! - Jake, get inside.

He got away.

No, no...

She was here. It was her.

I know.

2x01 Event Horizon

- You all right? - Yeah.

We got to call the police and tell them everything.

- With what? We don't have any evidence. - Well, we have a videotape.

Yeah, with no time stamp, no date.

The image is so poor, you barely recognize your own daughter.

They'll rip it to shreds.

It was Amelia. I saw her with my own eyes!

They will say you saw what you wanted to see.

Look at me. I need you to hear me now.

The people that we are dealing with are ruthless.

I had evidence that Aster Corps faked your daughter's death.

They had a man following me.

He knocked me out and took it back, and then he tried to kill me.

When I went to the police to tell them,

the people from Aster Corps made me sound crazy.

I am not crazy!

And neither are you.

Right now, the only evidence

that's going to matter is finding your daughter alive.

And if we move too fast, if we push

these people, we scare them, they will kill her.

Do you understand me? It's that simple.

They will kill her.

So we cannot go to the police.

Okay.

So, what do we do now?

We start from scratch.

I got the guy's license plate number as he was driving off.

We just have to figure out how to trace it.

But how do we do that?

I know a guy here. An old friend.

He works for the LA Times. He owes me a favor.

We were correspondents together.

You're a journalist?

Was.

A lifetime ago.

Jake? Jake?

Hey.

I'm sorry that happened.

Look, I know you wanted us to come out here and find Lucy,

but...

I don't know where that's gonna lead us.

And sometimes...

something scary might happen, like today.

But I need you to know that

I will never let anything bad happen to you.

Okay?

At Aster Corps, we don't just wait

for the future to happen, we think about it every day--

when we create the energy that powers the world,

when we ship our products to the four corners of the globe.

And it's crucial you underscore that profits are up dramatically.

Our new initiatives are successful,

dynamic, game-changers.

It'll all be on the teleprompter, same as always.

Corporate says it's verbatim the draft they e-mailed you.

Now, as far as wardrobe goes, I need that decision.

Uh, either works with the backdrop.

If it were me, I might...

Uh, Mr. Norburg?

We'll go with this.

Bonjour, monsieur.

Pardonnez-moi.

- Do you speak English? - Yes, a little.

What brings you to Brussels? Are you a tourist?

I'm on a mission, of sorts.

I'm looking for someone.

Have you heard of the composer Frederick LeMay?

No, monsieur. I'm sorry.

He wrote an amazing piece a few years ago.

A violin concerto in F major.

Some say it's like hearing the voice of angels.

But he never wrote another.

Maybe he didn't want to.

It was not for him to decide.

That's beautiful.

On the necklace there.

The Tree of Life.

Perfection of the universe.

Each of us has his own path to God.

Destiny. Preordained.

It's a mortal sin to deny it.

Like your friend no longer composing music.

He's not my friend.

Anything else, monsieur?

How tall are you?

- I'm sorry, monsieur? - I said, "How tall are you?"

Almost two meters.

Thank you.

You seen Calvin?

One of these days, you're gonna run out of places to hide, mate.

It's okay, I talked to them.

You can wear your hoodie for the speech today.

The board actually thinks it sells the image--

genius, iconoclast.

Calvin? Calvin?

I can't do it.

It's just one speech out of about eight others they're gonna hear today.

It's not that big of a deal.

I'm not talking about the speech.

Well, you're certainly not talking about

the algorithm project, because it would be unthinkable

for you to derail it at this point.

So let's talk about the speech, please.

Aster Corps premier shareholders want to hear from

the guy with the Midas touch.

In turn, they will continue to fund our efforts.

It's worth quite a lot of money.

We promised each other it was never gonna be about the money.

Wait, we sold our company to Aster Corps for $42 million.

It was always about the money.

We were gonna change the world.

- We have. - No, we haven't!

All we've done is gotten rich.

Rightfully so.

Mate, your algorithms reinvented

Aster Corps' entire customer-facing business.

It made them $40 billion.

All from your weird little chicken scratch here.

Look, when are you gonna tell me what this is really about?

We've been best mates since freshman year at college.

I know you, Calvin; something's up.

It repeats.

What?

The sequence that I've been working on.

It's gonna wrap around back to the beginning,

back to 3-1-8, eventually, I know it.

And?

This is the God sequence.

It's gonna change humanity forever.

That's why I can't let Aster Corps have it.

Sorry, humanity.

- That's what we're talking about now, is it? - It's not funny.

I don't get it. What is it you want, Calvin?

I want to get out of my contract, Tony.

I need you to get me out of my contract.

You're my friend.

Please, I can't do this.

I'm dying here.

Okay.

Okay, we'll... we'll talk to the legal team.

We'll figure it out, mate. Come on, we'll figure it out.

Trevor, this is my son, Jake.

- And this is... - Oh, Lucy.

- Hi. How are you? - Hi. Trevor, Trevor Wilcox.

So, I'm going to take a wild guess that this is not the LA Times.

It's called BreakWire. It's a web-based,

user-generated news organization.

A billion smartphones in the world,

everyone with an internet connection and a camera.

That's a billion potential reporters out there.

I knew I got out of the business at the right time.

Um,

would you mind if Jake and I went and raided your refrigerator?

He's probably a little hungry by now.

Oh, no, make yourself at home.

Uh, kitchen's just around the corner there.

Thanks.

- So, we were able to track the plate. - Great.

Uh, Santiago here has been on it.

He's our resident nerd promoted to hacker.

Reuben, Reuben Santiago.

Martin B... Bishop.

Don't ask.

All right, so turns out the car is registered

to a private detective who works

out of a PO box in the Valley.

Now, his e-mail is secure,

but I backdoored into his bank account

and his appointment book.

He deposited 15 grand in cash into his checking account

four days ago.

Same day,

he has an appointment with Larry Pearl, senior partner

at Lesser, Rasmussen & Howe, law firm,

Century City.

Any of this adding up to you?

No. Can you run a check on the firm's primary clients?

Yeah.

Looks like their big account is with...

Aster Corps.

Aster Corps?

That help?

Yeah, that helps.

[Speaks French] _

[Speaks French] _

On, no, no, not yet.

[Speaks French] _

Please, uh,

take your time.

I like the company while I work.

From time to time, people find me.

I had a gift to see how things all fit together.

A long time ago.

There are precious few of us who speak with the voice of God.

I share the same gift.

It's how I found you.

I've traveled many miles

to remove you from the path to God.

But I am not in your way.

No, no, my friend.

You are in His way.

You're an aberration,

a blasphemy in the eyes of the Father.

I'm sorry?

It's not your fault.

Would you take a small step forward, please?

I'm sorry.

I'm a little bit nervous.

Why?

I'm still not used to this.

You want to play those?

Go ahead. I'm sure they won't mind.

- Hey. - Hey.

So, it looks like our guy was a private detective.

He was hired by a lawyer who works for a firm

whose primary client is Aster Corps.

Reuben, their IT guy, gave me this; it's a flash drive

with a sniffer program. It'll allow me to remotely

access someone else's computer. All I have to do

is sneak into this lawyer's office

and download it to his desktop.

Great, but how are you gonna get into the office?

Well, from my experience, walking through the front door

seems to be the least conspicuous.

Let's go.

Lucy, hey,

I-I need to do this on my own.

What?

What if Amelia's there?

She-she won't even know who you are.

She won't trust you.

I need to go with you.

Look, they're not gonna take her there.

It's too public, too visible.

Look, I want to help you. Hell, I have to help you.

But I need to do this my way.

Fine.

I'll watch Jake.

Thank you.

Hey.

Just find my girl, please.

We will.

Hey, buddy,

I'll be back as soon as I can, okay?

Excuse me.

BreakWire. This is Trevor.

Hey, it's me.

This is gonna take longer than I thought.

- Jake and Lucy all right? - They're fine. What's up?

Hold on one sec. I think I might've caught a break.

How you doing?

Can I help you?

Yeah, I'm supposed to be taking measurements for a painting

that's gonna be delivered later today.

Painting? Where?

Um, Lesser, Rasmussen & Howe.

Some guy named Pearl.

Yeah.

Let's see, fifth floor.

Hey, you know what? I don't have his office number.

You got it?

- 5227. - Thanks a lot, man.

Must be going to the same place.

Belly of the beast.

Lawyers.

Yeah, tell me about it.

They're waiting in the conference room.

5227.

Sorry.

It's all right.

5227.

Pretty great score, Jake-- especially since they're

old-people games.

You two all right in here?

Yep, all good.

Just twiddling our thumbs till 007 gets back.

Well, you know Martin-- could be a while.

No, actually, I don't know Martin.

I just met him this morning.

You want to play?

Sure.

Okay.

This morning?

Yeah.

We were thrown together.

Circumstances.

I have some unfinished business he's helping me with.

Well, you're in good hands.

Martin puts his mind to something,

he never gives up.

You go back a long way, huh?

Old friends?

Not at first.

Rival newspapers.

Kind of got into a spot of trouble on a story

we were both covering in the Balkans,

and he put the rivalry aside and spent three days

helping me out of a bad situation.

We got pretty close after that,

but, well, things change.

Why? What happened?

He lost his wife in 9/11.

Oh.

We spoke a couple of days after,

but, well, that was it.

Month later, he punched out his boss

at the New York Herald and walked away from it all.

I never heard from him again until today.

Hmm.

I've been trying to figure out a reason not to trust the guy.

I do that.

Yeah, well...

there are lots of reasons to keep your distance from Martin.

Not trusting him isn't one of them.

Of course, Mr. Norburg

understands the terms of his managerial

and public relations responsibilities

should he leave.

What is... what is he talking about?

"Refusal to perform tasks

listed therein will result in Mr. Norburg's

removal from the company..."

Right, right, that's... that's what I want.

"...which will result in absorption of all assets acquired

during the period of the term."

Meaning what?

Uh, excuse me.

Yes?

Meaning they own everything you're working on.

You leave with nothing.

What... what do you mean, you lost her?

How do you lose a 14-year-old girl?

I don't care if you have to retrace

every inch of this city.

You find her, do you understand me?

No, no, I am not going to pay for another day.

Retrace your steps and call me when you have her.

Done.

Can I help you?

Yeah, I-I was sent up to take measurements for a painting.

A painting.

Yeah... right here.

Security.

There's no way I can win, is there?

No, there isn't.

Hold it right there!

Stop!

You okay?

You hit the mother lode.

Not only can I see what's on Pearl's computer,

but he's got all his project files for Aster Corps.

Can you search through those for me?

Yeah. What do you want me to find?

Anything you can find on that.

- Okay. - Bring up his e-mails.

- Whoa. - Whoa.

Find anything?

Was he e-mailing the private eye?

Yeah. There's, like, a dozen of them,

and it started about six days ago.

What are all those addresses?

He's giving him his whole itinerary.

Everywhere he looked for her all over the city.

She might try to go back to one of them.

It'll take two days to check them all.

Hold on. Wait, wait.

Right there, that address-- 5227.

That was the number of the lawyer's office.

Bring that up.

5227-- I don't understand.

What does his office number have to do with anything?

Martin?

It's on all the other ones, too.

5227-- that's it.

- What is this place? - I don't know.

- Amelia! - Lucy, wait.

Wait, Lucy!

Lucy!

I'm going to lock the door so no one can get at you.

Please, just stay here.

Lucy!

Lucy.

Jake.

Get back to the car now.

Made me lose her once.

That's not going to happen again.

Amelia!

You!

Stay away!

- Get off of me, you crazy bitch. - Stay away from her!

What is it with you people?

I swear, you're messing with the wrong...

- You all right? - Thanks.

Amelia.

It's me. It's your mom.

Get away from me!

She's not my daughter.

She's not my daughter.

- You all right? - I'm fine.

This whole thing was a pipe dream.

You're crazy, and I'm even crazier for listening to you.

- I'm never gonna find her. - Lucy, don't say that.

I have lost everything looking for her,

and I've finally hit rock bottom here.

Lucy.

This isn't yours.

Hey. Hey, wait!

Wait! Please.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

This is your backpack, right?

How did you get this map?

Some girl gave it to me this morning.

- Why? - What girl?

What was her name? What did she look like?

I don't know.

My age, blonde hair.

Where did you see her?

On the beach, near the pier.

Let's go.

Show me.

Do you have any idea why Lawrence Pearl would hire

a private detective to find you?

Hey, we're not trying to get you in trouble here, okay?

He's my father.

My real father.

I didn't find out till about six months ago.

I figured, since he was rich,

that maybe if I told him who I was, he...

He's married and everything.

So I'm pretty much the last thing he wanted showing up.

He told me not to come near his house.

So I left.

Maybe he realized he was wrong.

Hired a private detective just to make sure you were all right.

And we thought it all had something to do with us.

Hey, honey, does your mom know where you are?

You need to call her.

You need to go home.

I can't.

How could she lie to me all those years?

Sweetheart, I think she was just trying to protect you.

Listen, as a mom myself,

I know what it is to lose a daughter.

Your mom won't be able to breathe

till she knows you're okay.

You need to call her. All right?

Just open the door.

Okay.

I'll call her.

Aster Corps has seen record increases in profits this year.

Together, we've redefined distribution,

predicted consumer behavior

and more than tripled our stock price projections.

All through the use of state-of-the-art algorithms

developed by me and my team.

At least that's what it says here on the teleprompter.

The truth is, Aster Corps

is using these same algorithms to program machines

to be more intelligent than any of us.

These machines will in turn create new machines

more intelligent than them, and so on and so on,

until the very idea of being human,

the very brain inside each of us,

will become obsolete.

Driven by profits and corporate greed,

it's a dystopian nightmare in the making.

Brought to you by our good friends here at Aster Corps.

All right, Calvin, let's, uh...

let's, uh, stick to the point, okay?

The work that I'm doing now, the new meta algorithms,

- Excuse me. - ...are like nothing we've ever seen.

All right, Calvin.

Evolution of the species in numerical form.

A single numerical equation

in the right order, with proper implementation,

ending illness, cancer, despair.

Calvin, for God's sake.

We can solve global warming.

- Calvin. - End hunger.

- Enough's enough. Enough, enough. - I'm talking about a manifest destiny!

You've said enough. That's it, that's it.

- Imagine the beauty of... - That's enough, enough.

Ladies and gentlemen, my apologies.

Calvin here has obviously put in a few late nights,

and pressures of the job and all that.

Um, he'd probably rather be working,

but we twisted his arm to get him to speak today.

And let's, um... let's take five.

Well, you just opened yourself up to the mother of all lawsuits.

You've never been on my side, Tony.

Hi. Vikash Nayar.

Oh, yeah, I know who you are.

I saw... I saw an article

about you in Venture Weekly.

Then you know I'm a man who invests in bold ideas.

Throwing away a billion dollar golden parachute?

That's about as bold as it gets.

Well, it's a good thing I never care about money.

And yet money is what you need.

And money is what I have.

A lot of it.

No questions asked.

I don't understand.

My money, Mr. Norburg,

and your vision.

An auspicious combination.

I think it was somewhere right about here.

Jake, stay close!

It was really pretty this morning,

and I just wanted to look at the water.

That's when she came walking by.

She just walked right past me.

Then turned around like she knew me or something.

Handed me that map.

Did she say anything?

Just smiled and walked away.

It was the nicest thing anyone's done for me

in a really long time.

She was right here this morning.

She's here. My baby's here.

Hey.

Heard you went to the beach this morning.

I don't like it here.

I miss my parents. I want to go home.

Look, Amelia, we've been over this.

Your parents gave you away.

We're your family now, okay?

There are three things that I've learned

in my time on this planet.

One. We are all connected.

It's very nice.

I get a call from my cousin Avram in New York.

He says you're okay.

If he's okay, I'm okay, you're okay.

Two. Where you end, I begin.

And vice versa.

And three. No matter how hard we try to control it...

- Good luck. - Thank you.

...nothing is exactly what it appears to be.

Wow.

- Yeah. - It's a little weird.

Nine hours and we're already living together.

It's a record, even for me.

But thanks for letting me stay here until...

We're gonna find her, Lucy.

I know it, I... I just do.

Sorry, I got to take this.

Okay.

Yeah.

Uh, listen, that search you wanted?

I cross-referenced everything I could find

on the Aster Corps mainframe with the name Jake Bohm--

and turns out, he's your son, by the way.

But I guess you knew that.

There were a couple records for a board-and-care facility...

Yeah, in New York City.

But that's not why I'm calling.

I found something else.

It's...

it's a death certificate.

What are you talking about?

Your son.

Injuries sustained in a car crash.

And that's not the weird part.

The date is blank.

All they have to do is fill it in.

I'll get back to you.

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