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Hello?

911. What's your emergency?

Somebody... please help me...

Someone's trying to kill me!

Help me!

Uh, you know what? It's all right.

Ever since they, uh, made
the goalie pads smaller,

my stats analysis has been
thrown off anyway, so...

You're no fun, man. Hockey
is-is-is more than stats.

The stats are fun for-for me.

Why do they want pictures of us?

He's a famous mathematician!

- No, don't do that.
- Go ahead, get your vogue on, Charlie,.

Hey. Victor smith,
L.A.P.D. Threat assessment.

Don Eppes. This is my brother Charlie.

He consults with the
bureau. What do you got here?

Looks like he broke the security system.

Scared her pretty good.

What, she was here by herself?

Yeah, her husband's
overseas making a movie.

We called and left word.

Apparently, she's been receiving

threatening cards and
letters for some time now.

Never took them seriously.

Yeah, looks like this psycho was
nice enough to use the U.S. Mail,

make this a federal case.

Well, lucky us.

Yeah, she's right around the corner.

Skylar Wyatt. Amita loves her,
listens to her CDs all the time.

Oh, yeah? Just hang back
for a second, will you?

All right, officer, I got it, thanks.

How you doing?

I'm Don Eppes with the FBI.

You Okay?

I'm all right, I guess.

Yeah?

So, what can you tell
me about the intruder?

He had something over his face.

I couldn't really see him. Sorry.

Oh, that's all right, I understand.

How long have you been
getting these letters?

About 6 months.

And you never reported
them to the police?

I thought if I told the police
that it'd be all over the news,

and I'd get even more letters.

Well, the first thing
that's going to happen is,

we're going to have to read the letters.

And, uh, if there's any others

that might have been sent to your
agents or managers or any of those types,

we'll have to see them, as well.

Okay?

The guy got in my house.

You will get him, right?

Well, we're going to do our best.

Stalkers fall into 6 basic types:

rejected, resentful, predatory,
intimacy seeker, incompetent suitor...

What if you know somebody
who qualifies on all accounts?

What if you think you're dating one?

You guys can laugh, but studies
show that 85% of all women

will experience some form of
stalking in their lifetime.

Starts with flowers, and then
letters and then dead bunnies.

Well, how about celebrities?

Public figures are typically stalked
by incompetent suitors or erotomaniacs.

And it's not that common for
celebrity stalkers to become violent.

Why do you think this one has?

Maybe the guy's approached
her at a public event.

He's insulted that she didn't single him
out for some kind of special attention.

You think Skylar Wyatt's actually
had contact with this guy?

Most likely without her even knowing it.

$20,000 security system.
This guy's the invisible man.

Look, camera placement is
based on a sophisticated formula

of focal lengths and
field of view geometries.

They should have picked him up.

She calls 911,

by the time the police
arrive 7 minutes later,

stalker is gone.

How come the cameras
didn't see him leave?

Maybe he hid in the house, waited.

LAPD cleared it twice,
man. It makes no sense.

They found his footprints outside.

Check with the neighbors, see if
anyone saw anything unusual. Right?

Stranger, cat missing.
Someone saw something.

He didn't just disappear.

We all use math every day

To predict weather

To tell time

To handle money

Math is more than formulas or equations

It's logic

It's rationality

It's using your mind

To solve the biggest mysteries we know

Season 2, Episode 3
Obsession

When you said that you'd
purchased a new car,

this isn't exactly what I was picturing.

Oh, I know. I guess it was a
little impulsive of me, right?

Very chitty chitty bang bang.

Nice car, Dr. Fleinhardt.

Is it new?

Well, only in the sense that
it's newly in my possession.

And it's, like, a '32?

Uh, '31, actually. Dawn of an
amazing decade- F.D.R.,

Jesse Wwens, Dirac's
prediction of antiparticles.

Yeah, our souls were rekindled.

I can't help but see it
as 70-year-old technology.

You're just jealous because
you can't drive a stick shift.

Hey, you can't beat automatic
transmission with cruise control.

Charlie tells us you're looking
for Skylar Wyatt's stalker.

Yeah. Her security video
didn't pick up his image.

And I understand that camera
placement is done by math formulas?

Well, whoever designed it
probably isn't as good as you,

so maybe you'll find
something they missed.

Larry, a more modern pursuit.

Okay.

Anything?

Yeah. So, on this block last night,

there was one Zone Diet delivery,
2 Atkins deliveries, and a Jenny Craig.

What happened to pizza and Chinese, man?

Well, this guy down here
- he had a pizza delivered.

Yes.

Of course, then he had a reflexologist
come by for about an hour and a half.

What about you? What'd you get?

In addition to the
usual crowd of paparazzi,

there's been cable, satellite,
and department of water and power.

And not much empathy for Skylar Wyatt.

Yeah, well, I guess
I can understand that.

How so?

Well, I'm just saying,
if I paid for this view,

I wouldn't want it ruined
by people standing around

trying to take pictures of my
neighbor sunbathing topless, you know?

Chvatal's art gallery theorem?

That would assume a simple
polygon, though, wouldn't it?

Polygons.

Wow. I was wondering why
we had no cereal left...

or anything else that
was in the cupboard.

What in the world...

I needed the cartons.

We're building a replica
of Skylar Wyatt's house.

We're checking the positioning of
her security cameras for a blind spot.

Why didn't you just go
to the house and use that?

Well, as part of this test,

we need to be able to
manipulate these walls

so as to determine what types of angles
would be possible under different scenarios.

That'll help us calculate
these potential blind spots.

And for some reason,

they won't let us move the
walls of the actual house.

How inflexible of them.

What is, uh... what are those?

That's where the FBI
found 2 footprints.

Ah. What conclusions
have you come up with?

Well, for some reason,
we have too many cameras.

That's probably because neither
one of you can read a blueprint.

Let me just take a look at this.

Now, you see here, you got the
slide door in the wrong place,

and the dimension of
the parapet is wrong.

It's too high.

Let me fix it for you.

I-I feel like I'm in the 5th grade again.

Remember, uh... remember, dad,
when we did that shoe box thing?

- Yeah, the diorama.
- Right.

Of Lincoln's Gettysburg address.

The one.

Yeah.

Your mother and I were so happy

to be able to help you out
with anything school-related

that you conned us into
doing the whole thing for you.

Hey, what are you...!

I helped calculate the aspect ratios
so we could get the depth effect right.

Yeah, and certainly,

Aspect ratios were the key to perhaps
the greatest oratory ever written.

There it is. Right size.

Every entry and exit point seems
to be covered in this array.

The cameras should have seen him.

Okay, well, forgive me if I
seem overly reductive here,

but how do we know anyone
was actually in this house?

Well, you had that celebrity, right?

She said she saw him.

Right. Plus, there are also these
footprints, Larry. I mean, this isn't,

- uh, sasquatch.
- Must be something wrong with the cameras.

They were all functioning.

Well, maybe there's something
wrong with the way they function.

Okay, let's remember:

The human eye can only detect color

within a certain narrow
range of the spectrum.

Now, a camera, which replicates
the ability of the human eye,

is just as limited, if not more so.

You're right.

The camera's an eye...

and eyes don't see everything.

The cameras looked right at the
stalker... just didn't know it.

How did that happen?

The camera's iris is designed to
imitate the function of the human eye.

When we stare directly into light,

our pupil contracts, keeping
too much light from blinding us.

And when it's dark, our pupils dilate,

gathering in all the light it can find.

A camera's iris works
the exact same way.

It widens when it's dark,
narrows when it's light.

Of course, the human eye
does this much more smoothly.

A camera has a device
called a galvanometer,

which opens and closes its iris.

Now, no doubt,

your stalker had a remote tuned to the
frequency of the cameras' galvanometer control.

All he had to do was
freeze the iris here...

here... here...

Each time, he only needed a second
that looked perfectly natural,

like the second it takes for a
camera to adjust from dark to light.

Yeah, but to know what
the camera positions were

and then to move with
such incredible timing...

He would have had to have had access

to the grounds prior to
the night of the break-in.

But, well, you're just
talking speculation now, right?

Absolutely, it was...

until I ran a curvelet analysis on
the obscured portions of the recording.

Curvelet's a mathematical analysis
that defines the edges of an image.

The analysis reformatted the
pixels that were available...

producing the stalker's image.

Wow. If I didn't know any better,
I'd say our stalker was a ghost.

We're running down anyone who's had
access to Skylar's place in the past year-

contractor, pool guy, everybody.

Well, whoever it was
studied those cameras,

you know, I mean, their positions.

Somehow, was able to get past them-
I don't know.

We'll work it.

Right.

Hey.

Hey, can Charlie get anything
else off that video image?

Well, he's working on it. How
about you and those letters?

I think I got something interesting.

Interesting good or interesting bad?

It's never that good when
it comes to a psychopath.

But these are the last 20 letters
that Skylar received from this guy.

Uh-huh.

They're filled with expressions
of apologetic behavior.

So he knew what he was doing was wrong.

Actually, he thinks
he's being responsible.

He's afraid he offended
her with the previous one,

so now he's trying to make up for
it with acts of kindness and love.

But then, his tone changes again.

In these last few,

he's saying, "you're an idiot
and people are using you.

And if you're not careful,
you're going to end up dead. "

I take that's when he
started stalking her.

And when were these sent?

3 weeks ago.

So give me some things that
might... trigger a change like that.

Well, something happened that
he perceives to be a rejection,

and he's afraid of being alone.

And he's mad at his victim for
putting him in this position.

That's when stalking usually begins.

So we should narrow our
search down to people

who've had contact with her
in, like, the last 3 weeks.

What do you think the chances
are of him laying low for a while?

None.

He'll keep coming back at her again
and again until he's successful,

or until we stop him.

So you're saying that this nut
job could be somebody that I know?

Yeah, but probably only that
you know vaguely. Thank you.

Maybe that you met at a public event
or somebody that you worked with.

Maybe someone stopped you or asked
you for an autograph recently...

I had a CD signing a
couple of weeks ago.

There were a lot of fans there.

Does that help you any?

Well, a couple weeks ago is when
the letters started escalating.

I could probably get a warrant
to look at the security videos.

Damn it.

All right, look...

I know this is difficult for you, but...

but what? It comes with the territory?

It's a necessary evil?

No actually, I was gonna say I
respect the way you're handling this.

Sorry.

When you can't even look
out your own window...

you start to consider if maybe
the alternative isn't better.

And the alternative is?

Gary, Indiana.

My mom lives there.

The people treat me regular.

Would you trade it?

What? Fame for privacy? Are you kidding?

Not me. No, thank you.

What about the money?

Hey, I took this job, didn't I?

What's up?

D.W.P.

Didn't David and Colby say something
about them being here last week?

Yeah.

2 meter readings in the same
neighborhood in less than a week.

Hmm. Seems strange.

Gentlemen.

- Hey, how's it going?
- Good.

Yeah, we're making progress.
Not much yet, but there is something.

Well, anything that can help with
height, build, maybe coloration.

Well, we have a better outline.

Let me show you.

Oh, Okay, that's something.

And in this image, he may not
have the nylon over his head.

Yeah, so that with further enhancement,

we could maybe see some facial features.

Oh, that would be really helpful,

but how are you gonna build
an image out of nothing at all?

That's what we do in astronomy.

We capture tiny amounts of data
from powerful radio telescopes.

We use them to construct images of
entire galaxies, light-years distant.

And that's the same math as this?
That's pretty amazing.

Yeah.

What's the best we can hope for?

There's almost no limit to how
much a photo can be enhanced.

In fact you only get into
deeper math, the more you...

All it takes is math
that hasn't been done yet.

Oh, Okay. Are we working on the case,

or are we trying to win a Nobel prize?

There is no Nobel prize for mathematics.

Really? You're kidding.

They say that Alfred Nobel's mistress had
an affair with a very famous mathematician.

So, naturally, Nobel wouldn't want
to share his prize with his rival.

So, all you math guys are aced out
'cause one of you was good in bed.

Guess so.

What is this?

I don't know. That was
here when I got here.

This was in-in my office?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, just taped
right here to the blackboard.

Very pretty, Charlie.

Pink stationery.
Is it a love note or what?

It's not signed.

Oh, secret admirer.

It's from someone who says she's a fan of my
work on low-dimensional topology. Well, yeah...

and she's a fan of my... hair.

Oh, come on. Is this
Amita's handwriting, or what?

I don't know. Maybe.

Why wouldn't Amita sign it?

I don't know.

The owner of the supply store says

Jerry Wilcox bought a uniform for
the department of water and power.

what, anyone can just
buy one of their uniforms?

Yeah, but the thing is,
utility workers get a voucher.

This guy paid for it with a credit card.

That's why the store
owner remembers him.

We got anything on him?

Other than the fact that even stalkers
don't take good pictures at the D.M.V.?

Pulled his tax returns.
Listed occupation: journalist.

Colby's out hunting him down.

Has no criminal record,

but the neighbors haven't
seen him in about 2 days.

What's up?

Colby just found Wilcox.

Hollywood hills patrol unit spotted
the jeep with the driver-side door open.

Figured the guy made a run
for it, ran out of real estate.

His body was down in
the brush over here.

How long has he been dead?

According to the coroner's
report, about 24 hours.

So that's what? Like, 2 days after
the break-in at Skylar Wyatt's house?

Yeah.

Anything else?

Well, Jeep is registered
to a Sunshine Incorporated,

so David's running that down.

Anything inside it?

Ah, the usual stuff: insurance card...

they did find some computer stuff,
peripherals, CDRs, memory sticks.

We should be canvassing these houses,
obviously, see if anyone saw anything.

All right.

Find something?

Think so. Check this out.

Skylar Wyatt's house?

You said this guy's was a journalist,

so what was he doing up here?

If Wilcox was a photographer.

But taking pictures of her
after breaking into her house

doesn't fit the profile of our stalker.

Maybe he wasn't the stalker.

Maybe the stalker caught him up here
taking pictures of the girl's house.

And lashed out in a possessive rage?

Looks like he's in one of
his own tabloid stories.

Something wrong?

I think most of the people over
here would probably say yes.

Just trying to earn a living, detective.

F.B.I.

Feds? What's going on?

This is what you do, huh? Stand out here
taking pictures of people having lunch?

Every one of these
so-called celebrities

were nobodies begging to
have their photos taken.

Believe me, they'd all start complaining
if guys like me stopped coming around.

I'm not so sure Jerry
Wilcox would agree with that.

Somebody certainly didn't
seem to like what he was up to.

I heard what happened. It's a shame.

Yeah, we stopped by your office.
We know he worked for you.

Yeah. Jerry was a nice guy.

Worked for me as a freelancer.

He got a shot, I'd buy it.

Come on. What do you guys want?

Actually, gonna need to
borrow this for a second.

This came off of Wilcox's camera.

It's got your company's logo on it,

so I'm assuming you got some software
in here that'll tell us what's on it.

What is this?

I have no idea. Now
can I get back to work?

Soon as you tell us
what Wilcox was doing

the night he died out
near Skylar Wyatt's house.

Looks like Brad Pitt's
about to pay his check, dude.

All right, look, tabloids pay top
dollars for 2 kinds of photos:

Celebrities with babies,
celebrities with lovers.

Last time I checked, Skylar
Wyatt didn't have a kid.

I couldn't see his face very well,

but I'm pretty sure this
was not the man in my house.

Who is he?

He's a photographer, and he
was killed the other night.

From where we found his body,

he may have been trying
to take photographs of you.

Do you know,

on my honeymoon, they waited
6 hours to get a photo of me topless?

What kind of life is that?

Well, we checked the photographer's
e-mails the day he was murdered.

He did, in fact, send a number
of messages to various tabloids.

Messages about what?

Seems he thought he was going to
get some very valuable photographs

of you the night that he died.

Well, I went to bed at 9:00.

I took an Ambien.

So no idea what he might
have expected to see?

No. None.

I noticed your husband hasn't
rushed home from Europe yet.

I told you, he's away doing a movie.

What does that have to do with anything?

Look, Skylar, a man has
broken into your home,

and now there's a man dead.

Now, we can't keep this quiet anymore.

And I don't want to upset you
any more than you already are,

but if I have to, I will subpoena your
phone records, your e-mail, I don't care.

And if you think your
personal life is public now...

Dante Baker.

The rap star?

I was supposed to see him that night.

Only he didn't show
up, so I went to bed.

Now you know my secrets.

Do you know why he didn't show?

No, you'll have to ask Dante.

But you were having a
relationship with him?

If you could call that a relationship.

The truth is my husband has been
done with his movie for 3 weeks.

And since then, he's
been in post production,

which basically means he's away
in Paris with his lead actress.

But I'm sure you
already know that, right?

It's all over the tabloids.

We don't really read tabloids.

Yo, what up with these fools?

Hey!

Fore, jackasses!

You believe this?

Hey let me get you back,
let me get you back man

Can I help you gentlemen?

We'd like to talk to Mr. Baker.

Dante's golfing now.

No, no, no. That ain't golfing,
man. I saw that practice swing.

You're using your
wrists way too much, bro.

Oh, yeah, well, maybe you want
to show me what I'm doing wrong?

I would love to.

David.

Just going to drive the club
head right through the zone,

all right? Watch.

Oh, yeah. Just like
that. You see that, man?

That is a beautiful shot. That's
going to play nicely for you.

We'd like to ask you a few questions.

About what?

About a dead photographer
found up on Mulholland.

You know anything about him?

You know, I think maybe I ought
to talk to my lawyer first.

Why would you want to spend
money talking to a lawyer, Dante?

It's a lot cheaper than
talking to you guys.

Thanks for the lesson.

So if this rapper Dante Baker
is sleeping with Skylar Wyatt,

maybe Wilcox goes up on Mulholland to
get a picture of the 2 of them together.

So, what? Baker finds out
and beats him to death?

I mean, there was a history of assault.

I read something about a
fight at an awards show.

Or maybe the killer is the stalker

if he thinks that Skylar is
going to be exploited by Wilcox.

Charlie thinks he's going to get
an image of the stalker today.

How you doing on the
handwriting analysis?

Secret service ran it
through something called FISH.

Forensic Information
System for Handwriting.

And you know who worked on the program?

Let me guess.

You've got to drive it more, Larry.

I mean, you just take it to
campus then bring it home.

That car deserves the
open road, Fleinhardt.

But the very thought of staining that
perfect finish with sooty exhaust,

exposing it to the negligence of
some humvee driver on a cell phone...

All right, Larry, it's a car.

It's whole function is to transport
you from point A to point B.

See, this is the philosophical schism

between a student of applied
science and a student of the cosmos.

For me, aesthetic beauty
is... it's function enough.

Well, the aesthetic beauty
of the sun is that it works,

not just that it's bright.

Hell of a point.

Well... maybe it's
more art than a machine.

Hey, Megan. Hey, guys.

Hey. Uh, you're here for
the photo enhancement.

It's, um... it's still,
you know, enhancing.

No, I'm here for FISH.

You mean the, uh, forensic
information system for handwriting?

All I'll say is that I helped develop
an algorithm for the secret service, uh,

based on segmentation,
or writing elements,

that are considered to be in isolation,

such as whole words or words
separated by pen lifts...

At the moment, we're not
having a lot of luck with it.

Yeah, and I've always thought that we missed
something in the development of the software.

So I'm going to take another
crack at it. What do you say?

I thought you'd never ask.

Thanks, Charlie.

Wow.

You know, the thing about
this car, it's such a

classic design and engineering.

It's more like a work
of art than a vehicle.

Yes, I was saying the exact same thing.

Dr. Fleinhardt, you have to promise
to take me for a ride in this car.

Okay.

Yeah, we could tool around in the
parking lot together, certainly.

Okay.

Sure.

If you're thinking of sending
these letters to Amita,

I would rethink your approach.

Laugh riot, father.

This is for the stalking case.

I'm now working on a
handwriting algorithm.

Oh, I see.

To try to identify who wrote them, huh?

And to single out those that might
be written by different people.

Well, they seem to have
been written by the same guy.

They do, don't they?

You know, I've always
said, handwriting...

It's a lot like... like gymnastics.

Writing is like
running a floor routine-

the component moves are like letters,

unique to the person that executes them.

Handwriting analysis looks for similarities
and differences in shapes and letters,

choices of writing utensil.

Problem is, the gamma distribution
used in the FISH program is limited.

It misses things. It's stupid.

Charlie, hey.

Hey, Colby.

- How you doing?
- Mr. Eppes, nice to see you.

So Don sent me down here to check and see
how the handwriting analysis was going.

I was just telling my father

that we failed to have the
FISH program take into account

that the shape of an individual letter

varies depending on where
it's placed in a word.

You write an "o" differently if
there's an "s" placed in front of it.

Accounting for that,

I found some interesting things about
these letters that we didn't expect.

All right, what was that?

Hey, look at this. This
letter was an original.

Hey, Charlie, they let
you handle actual evidence?

Give that to me.

There shouldn't be originals,
you should only have copies.

Actually, that's not one
of Skylar Wyatt's letters.

Yeah, I know. It's addressed to you.

Is that lavender I smell?

Yes. Lavender.

Nice, Charlie. I got to take
this. I'll be right back.

So who's it from?

Who the hell knows? It's not signed.

Not signed?

No.

Since when does a college professor
receive anonymous fan letters?

You kidding?

Richard Feynman was a stud. He got
marriage proposals by the dozen.

Einstein was a true sex symbol.

Charlie, don't you
think that's from Amita?

Actually, um, no, because I
already compared it to her writing.

Oh.

So the old FISH system is inefficient,

but it kicked out a name
- Lawrence Pike.

His handwriting matches the stalker's.

Okay, that's all good, but...

but the problem is this guy's been in
jail in Utah for the last 3 months,

so he can't be the stalker.

Which is exactly what
I was about to tell you.

The same person did not
write all of these letters.

My analysis says there's a
first writer and a copycat.

A copycat stalker?

Yeah, the guy who wrote the
original letters is in jail.

But Charlie says the guy who
wrote these most recent ones

is mimicking his handwriting and
even tracing some of the words.

And do we know which ones are
written by stalker number 2?

According to your
brother, the last 4.

Well, that coincides with the
escalation in threats against Skylar.

Right. So, I mean, obviously,

if he copied the letters,
he knew they existed.

Right. He has access to
Skylar and to her home.

And we know it's not the husband,

because he's been
overseas the entire time.

All right, so I think we should
be putting together a list

of everyone who worked
for her in the last year.

That's housekeepers,
gardeners, trainers, security...

anybody who could have had
access to those letters.

Exactly.

What about the boyfriend, Dante Baker?

Yeah, but how's he going to know that
Wilcox is up on Mulholland that night?

I mean, I'm guessing the same
way Wilcox knew about Skylar.

Someone probably tipped him off.

So we should be focusing on
connecting Baker to that murder.

What do you got?

These are the photos from the
digital disk we found in Wilcox's SUV.

They're all time stamped just a
few hours before he was killed.

I'm trying to pinpoint a location.

Wait, so what's this? Why
is he taking pictures of...

I mean, it's bricks, right?

Maybe he's trying to calibrate the
camera, take a bunch of pictures,

see if everything's
working. I don't know.

Well, wherever this is,

he was there just a few
hours before he died.

Techs blew it up. There's
nothing in the background,

no way to pinpoint an address.

You should go talk to the girl again,

see if she showed those
letters to anyone else.

Okay. You think you have
something with this photo?

I think so.

I mean, I read something about
using shadows to find a location.

It involves math.

I'm going to run it by Charlie.

Find out where he is with
the security video, already.

Boy, he's certainly earning
his consulting fee on this one.

Hey, Skylar.

Hey. Give me a minute.

Guess you have to keep in
shape for your job, too, huh?

I have an audition in 3 weeks.

so have you learned anything yet?

We have. We're, uh...
we're making some progress.

Good.

Right now, what I need to know

is if anyone besides you saw the letters
that you received from the stalker.

No, I don't think so.

And where did you keep them?

In the kitchen in a drawer.

Some of them I didn't even open.

Then I think I'll need a list of
everyone who's had access to the kitchen.

I wouldn't even think you'd read these tabloids
after everything that you've been through.

Generally, I don't.

A friend of mine works
as an editor at that one.

She was nice to me when
I first started out.

I gave her the exclusives to my wedding
photos, for whatever that was worth.

Do you think I'm unapproachable?

Charlie, your status on
this campus and in your field

is beyond that of most professors.

Whoever this is, I'm sure
they're just afraid to tell me.

Well, fear of rejection,
that's powerful.

Many a scientist has not published his work
for fear of being ridiculed by his colleagues.

You know, this isn't the first
time I've received a love letter.

When I published my first article in
the American Journal of Mathematics,

I was invited to spend the weekend at
a bed-and-breakfast in Santa Barbara.

Yeah? Did you go?

Of... I was 14.

My mother had to break the news to a very
embarrassed female professor at Berkeley.

Anyone I know?

Actually...

Charlie, Larry, how you doing?

Hey.

How's the photo enhancement coming?

The program's been running through the image
we got from Skylar Wyatt's video cameras.

This is what we have so far.

That's not enough for a positive id.

It's still working.

That's great.

We have something new
for you to look at.

It's related to the same case.

Now, we don't have an address,

but we're trying to find
out where this place is.

I noticed that the basketball
hoop was casting a shadow.

I thought I read somewhere that you can
calculate a location based on shadows.

Spherical astronomy.

What's that?

Well, it's a way of looking at at the cosmos
to define one's location on the earth.

Sailors use it when they're lost at sea.

Cosmologists use it when
we're just plain lost.

And it just happens to be the
same math used with sundials.

Agent Sinclair, you
just happen to be talking

to 2 card-carrying members of
the North American Sundial Society.

Oh. Let the good times roll.

Of course, for this to work now,

you're going to need
more than one photograph.

Just so happens...

there you go.

You're sure these time
stamps are accurate?

We think so.

We need to measure the length of
the pole as well as the shadows.

Well, the basketball hoop looks
like it's regulation height.

10 feet.

Yeah, and those are
bricks on that driveway.

Right.

Bricks? How does that help?

Well, they're the same size.

It allows us to measure
the movement of the shadows.

By measuring the length of
the shadows against the bricks

and then factoring in the exact times
that these 2 images were snapped,

the equation can then determine
the altitude of the sun on a grid.

Then by mathematically
overlaying these images,

I can provide to you, with certainty, latitude
and longitude down to a 100th of a degree.

Hold on a second!

well, if you're looking
for Dante, he's not here.

Actually, we're looking for you.

Me?

You want to step outside, please?

All right, what's this about?

Well, we've been
looking at some pictures.

Of what?

Your house.

Yeah, and one of them actually
happens to be a picture of you

standing in Skylar Wyatt's backyard.

It's not like you think it is.

Yeah? So why don't
you tell us about this?

Which we found at your house.

Along with these.

Or do you go both ways?
Is that the problem, Orville?

Look, we know you drove Dante to Skylar's
house many times before that night.

You knew that they
were lovers, didn't you?

Come on.

You told Wilcox, right?

I didn't say anything to him.

Oh, come on, Orville.

Wilcox is on the top
of a hill with a camera

the night that your boss is going
to have sex with Skylar Wyatt.

Is that just a coincidence?

Look, I didn't tell Wilcox
nothing about Dante and Skylar.

Understand me? Nothing.

All right, why don't
you take a look at this?

'Cause this puts him at your
house the day he was killed.

Yeah, he was there.

But it wasn't to meet me.

So what are you saying, Dante told him?

Why would Dante do that?

Dante said he was
banging this big pop star.

Only, if no one knows he's doing her,

what good is it to him?

What are you saying? He wanted
pictures of him with the girl?

He was using her.

And afterwards, he'd
talk trash about her.

He didn't know her, he
didn't care about her.

Not the way that you did?

She was nice to me.

Dante would leave me in the kitchen
when he went upstairs to be with her.

Sometimes she would come down
and we would talk, you know.

And then, when she had to leave,

she would tell me I could
help myself to whatever.

And that's when you found the letters?

I just wanted her to know
that Dante was using her.

I just wanted to scare her.

So you broke into her house.

Just to show her that she wasn't safe.

You know, that she needed
somebody to protect her...

that she needed me.

You had to kill the photographer to
stop him from taking those pictures.

No! No.

I wasn't even there that night.

I couldn't stand to be around
anymore when D was with her.

I was at a club all night.

About a dozen people can vouch for me.

We want assurances that whatever is
said in this room remains confidential.

Yeah, well, that's not going to happen.

Well, then, I'd like
the record to reflect

that we met voluntarily and that
we ended this meeting the same way.

We're done.

Hold on, counselor.

It's not a question of "if.
" We know he told Wilcox.

I mean, you think you're
going have any street cred

when the media finds out you
sold Skylar Wyatt to the tabloids?

You're taking this to
a new level here, pal.

How's "D bitch" sound?

Look, you can't prove that my
client was the source of this tip.

Your client's cell phone records.

3 phone calls to Jerry Wilcox
2 weeks before the murder.

What happened that night?

Why didn't you show up at Skylar's?

I did show up.

It was Skylar who wasn't there.

Yo, you got my cell phone records.

I called Wilcox from my
Hummer at Skylar's house.

I assume you people can
triangulate the call.

Even if that's true,

it still puts your client in
the vicinity of the murder.

All right, look,

we suspect that you may
eventually find forensic evidence

that places my client at the crime scene.

What do you mean, ¡§at the crime scene"?

I was there...

but I didn't kill him.
He was already dead.

All right, then why don't
you tell us all about it?

I got to Skylar's. She wasn't home.

I waited. And then I tried to call Wilcox
to tell him it wasn't going to happen,

and I didn't get an answer.

So I drove up to Mulholland
where he was supposed to be.

He was just laying on the ground.

I could tell he wasn't breathing.

So you just took off?

I'm the one who had him up on that hill.

I wanted those photographs to be seen.

Now why the hell would I kill
him to stop him from taking them?

I don't know, but
we're going to find out.

Skylar...

hello. Can you give me a second, please?

Have you learned anything new?

Yeah, why don't we step over here?

Just spoke to Dante. Claims he was
at your house the night of the murder.

Only he says you weren't there.

Well, maybe I didn't hear him.

I told you I was tired that night.

He also tipped Wilcox
off about the two of you.

I can't say you look
very surprised, Skylar.

You know he called
5 magazines that day,

trying to start a bidding
war for those pictures?

You did know that, didn't you?

Because one of those magazines
is where your friend works.

And she called you and told
you what he was planning.

We traced the call, Skylar.

You have any idea what
it's like to be sold?

To know that the man
that you thought loved you

had arranged to sell photos
of... you and him having sex?

So you were up there that night?

I found Wilcox,

and I told him that I thought
what he was doing was despicable.

Know what he did?

He started snapping photos of me.

So I grabbed his camera and...

he fell to the ground.

And he grabbed my ankle
and he wouldn't let go.

So I picked up his tripod...

and I hit him over the head.

He was just laying there.

He was just moaning, trying to move.

I ran.

These people try to justify what they're
doing by claiming that it's the price of fame.

Now one of them has to pay for a change.

Skylar, I need you to put
your hands behind your back.

Turn around.

I can't retrofit a 1931
car with seat belts.

Why not?

Because it's not
authentic to the period.

Well, I know that. What I meant
was, it's authentic to this period.

It's totally physics, Larry.

I mean, without a seat belt,

you could get hurt even
in a minor accident.

Look, if I'm in an accident in
that car, I hope I don't survive.

Look, it's a love affair,
me and that car.

With affairs of the heart, you know, sometimes
common sense gets thrown out the window.

Yeah, or through the windshield.

Hey, speaking of affairs of the heart,

did you ever find out who
sent you that anonymous note?

Oh, yeah, I was wondering about that.

No, not yet.

I think we could run a handwriting analysis
against the school's records office.

You know what? I've decided
I don't need to know.

Oh, yes, you do.

Whoever it was,
they chose not to sign it,

maybe because they're
just not ready to tell me.

Well, I think that's very wise.

Let your life retain some mystery.

Yeah. Besides, you haven't figured out what
to do with the girl you already know about.