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Daniel, come on, let's go!

Honey, I've got to get to the
lawyers. I don't want to be late!

I'll be right down, mom.

Mom?

20 bucks says that gun goes nowhere.

I don't know, I think
we might find something.

Doesn't look very professional to me.

Why's that, 'cause he missed?

Pros missed, you know.

Yeah, only this one didn't.

So who is she?

Victim's name is Lucinda Shay.

Shay... why do I already know that name?

She was the Chief Financial Officer

at the Syntel Corporation.

Oh, yeah, that's that energy company.

The big stock fraud case.

Bankruptcy, all that?

And Shay was the whistle-blower.

Her testimony was supposed

to sink the other executives.

Looks like she did pretty

well before she blew the whistle.

Witness for the prosecution

doesn't show for a prep session.

AUSA called the marshals
and they find this.

Multiple gunshots. They found
a Beretta lying near the body.

4 spent rounds.

Estimated the time of
death a couple of hours ago.

And why weren't the marshals on it?

Nobody ordered protective custody.

Why's that?

It's a white collar fraud case.

Nobody expects Martha Stewart
to go down in a hail of bullets.

We should get the
whereabouts of everybody

she was testifying
against, that's for sure.

You really want to ask
the CEO of the Syntel Corp

where he was at 8:00 a. m. this morning?

Yeah, that's right.

Thomas Galway.

We'll ask if we get past the lawyers.

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 4
Calculated Risk

This is the preliminary report

on the shooter's gun, David.

The serial number is intact.

Gun show in Nevada,

private collector-

no background check, no record of sale.

As predicted, the gun is a dead end.

I don't know why that makes you happy.

That could leave us with
about 6,000 suspects.

Every single ex-Syntel employee.

We should see if we can get the
whiz kid in here to give us a hand.

"Whiz kid"?

I assume you're talking about me?

Charlie.

Hey, I didn't, you know...

That's all right- I'm gonna choose
to take it as a compliment.

- Hey, thanks for coming.
- No problem.

Hey, did the kid see anything?

Well, if he did, he's
not saying anything.

I didn't know Lucinda Shay had a kid.

Yeah, a little boy named Daniel.

What, you knew her?

I met her a few times.

When the scandal first broke at the SEC,

I was asked to examine the accounting

related to Syntel's
offshore partnerships.

She was very helpful.

Yeah well, a sweetheart plea
bargain will do that for you.

You know, I don't think she understood
what Synl was doing at first.

But once she figured it
out, she blew the whistle.

Was her son there when...

What can I do?

Well, we're putting together
a list of former employees

and shareholders. Maybe
you could narrow it down?

I've already analyzed
the company's SEC filings.

It's a pretty good picture of

who made money, who lost money.

All right, well, whatever you
can do, we'd appreciate it.

- You got it.
- Thanks.

What's gonna happen to her son?

We don't know. She's
a single-parent mom.

I'm trying to run down the father,

any other relative,

but, uh, so far no luck.

I'll be right back, okay?

How's he doing?

There's some blunt affect
in response to the trauma.

What's that, like some kind of

post-traumatic shock kind of thing?

A little, bit more immediate
and hopefully it's temporary.

But he's like an overloaded circuit.

He's just shut down right now.

I'm gonna need him to talk to us.

I know that.

But he's too fragile right now.

I know, but if he knows
who shot his mother...

It's exactly the problem.

He probably did, and he's a
little boy and he's terrified.

And if we push him too far now,
we may never get what we need.

All right, all right.

Hey, Daniel.

I'm Don Eppes. Remember? From before?

Look, I'm sorry about what
happened to your mom...

You know, I know how
rough this must be for you,

what you must be thinking.

Actually, you know, to be honest,

I don't know what you're
thinking, but I do know something

about what you're feeling.

You know, not too long ago my mom died.

Yeah.

She was like the one person

who had the right answer for everything.

You know, I mean all the time.

And then all of a sudden she was gone.

Here's what I'm hoping that
you and I maybe could partner up.

Maybe help each other out.

I need to know if you saw
anything this morning, Daniel.

No.

You sure?

The doorbell rang.

And your mom answered it?

Did you hear any voices?

Just the gun.

What about after?

Did you see anything, hear anyone?

All right, okay.

Hey, that's a good start.

Good job.

I want...

I want her to come back.

Yeah...

I know you do.

Me, too.

Charles?

I wish you wouldn't do that.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

But why are you splitting
a tree-pruning algorithm?

I'm trying to reduce a
cumbersome set of variables

to a common point.

Okay, well, a bit of
pruning I understand,

but why divide it into subsets?

Because I'm dealing with
2 different groups of suspects,

each with almost opposite motives

for committing the same crime.

One set lost money and wants revenge.

The other made money
and wants to keep it.

Oh, this is about Syntel Corp.

How do you know that?

Well, I heard about the Chief
Financial Officer being killed.

You might recall I lost a
considerable investment in Syntel.

Yeah?

Well, you got an alibi for this morning?

I'm kidding.

Oh, no, don't be so quick
to dismiss me as a suspect.

Why, how much you lose?

175,000.

Dollars?

Look, in my defense,

I didn't count on being defrauded.

Well, are you okay, financially?

Let's just say the
words "publish or perish"

have taken on a brand-new meaning.

But, yeah, I mean, fortunately,
I've hedged my bets on Google.

Well, help me, then.

I've, uh, I've got to combine

2 different groups of suspects,

according to monetary incentives
and risk-reward ratios.

So we need to rank them
according to their motive

- for committing the murder.
- That's right.

Okay, what do these
variables here express?

Well, I derived them
from the bankruptcy data.

I assigned probability values to motives according
to the suspects' current circumstance.

Current circumstances, like what,
where are they now...?

Right.

Okay.

Charles...

Just as a thought experiment...

What if you didn't know the story

of the Garden of Eden?

Adam and Eve.

Let's say you met them

after they were exiled from Eden.

Now, as they both suffer equally

under the same punishment,

how would you know which
of them had taken the bite

from the forbidden fruit?

The outcome

doesn't provide enough information

to discern the inputs.

If I really want to
figure out who's guilty,

I've got to reconstruct the
original fraud at Syntel.

Precisely.

You've got to go back to the apple.

Always happy to take a walk in the park.

Well, just so you know, I mean,

I know you're prosecuting Thomas Galway

and the other Syntel executives.

You caught the Lucinda Shay murder.

Yeah.

I guess it's true what they say:

dark clouds do have silver linings.

Ah, you're too kind to me.

Gracias.

Look, I figure losing your witness

is obviously not going
to be great for your case.

Without Shay's testimony,

I can't prove Galway authorized

bogus Syntel accounting.

Right.

Can you put the murder on him?

Wait, you think a CEO
of a Fortune 500 company

would kill a federal witness?

Pull the trigger? Probably not.

Galway's pond scum.

If hanging onto $40
million is involved...

All right, well, where do I find him?

At the moment, he's in Vancouver.

What?

Galway rubbed some
pretty powerful elbows.

The judge gave him a travel pass.

Unbelievable.

He should be back tomorrow.

Not that it matters.

Well, why do you say that?

The guy's got a legion of attorneys.

There's no way they're going
to let him talk to the FBI.

What if I offer him protection?

A revenge thing.

I knew there was a reason I liked you.

If he turns me down, he looks guilty.

Because if he's involved
in Lucinda Shay's murder,

the guy knows that he's
not in any danger, right?

It just might get you in the door.

That's what I'm thinking.

Thanks.

No problem.

Turns out I'm a pretty cheap date.

Hey, Charlie.

Hey. Seen Don?

He went to meet the
prosecutor in the Syntel case.

They're working some
angle to get us close

to the executives that
were about to go on trial.

Oh, good. Because my analysis is

taking longer than I anticipated.

Why's that?

I realized that the only way

to accurately assess motive
for any of these suspects is

to reconstruct the original fraud.

Oh, yeah? How long will that take?

Um, I need to correlate functions

from several million transactions
in Syntel's trading business.

But you know, if I use the
supercomputer at school,

it should only take a few hours.

Yeah? A few hours? That sounds good.

I'll give them the old "I'm
trying to stop a killer" line.

Maybe they'll push me up.

- There you go!
- Thanks, Charlie.

How's our kid doing?

Uh, I guess he's a little
better, but you know,

how would any of us be
doing in his situation?

Yeah.

Any word from Family Services?

There is no father in the picture

and we found a grandmother

in Bethany, Oklahoma.

She has a heart condition
and she can't fly.

So what happens to him?

Well, tonight he's going
to go to this group home.

Oh, come on, you've
got to be kidding me.

That's a nightmare.

You know what those places are like.

I know, but I called WITSEC

and they won't put a minor into custody

without a court order.

And you know what?

It's really not any better
than a group home is, anyway.

I know, but I just don't want
him to get twisted around,

till whatever chance we have of
getting what he knows is gone.

Well, I don't like this at all, but

you and I aren't set up
to take care of a kid.

What are we supposed to do?

Charlie, is that you?

No, Dad, it's me.

How you doing?

Fine.

What are you doing here so late?

Dinner's been put away already.

No, that's okay.

Look...

If you're looking for
Charlie, he's not here yet.

Actually, I think I can talk to you.

I'm sure he'll be okay with it, but...

And who is this?

This is Daniel.

Are you sure we can do this?

I mean, legally?

Yeah, I mean, remember my friend Nadine?

The prosecutor, she said it was okay.

Plus, Witness Protection
wouldn't take him.

You do realize that if anything
happened to him, it's our responsibility.

I know.

You're right, it's
probably not a good idea.

I don't know, I mean...

As opposed to what-
putting him in one

of those homes the same
night his mother was murdered?

That's what I thought.

What I meant was...

something better not happen to him.

Yeah, I know.

Don't worry, you did the right thing.

Thanks.

Hey, buddy.

He makes a pretty good sandwich, huh?

Mom's is better.

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm sure that's true.

I was thinking about what you asked me.

You know, about what I saw?

There was a car.

After I heard the gunshot,
I looked out the window.

Do you remember what kind of car it was?

It was black or blue, maybe.

Big...

but not as big as an SUV.

You think if I showed you some
pictures, maybe you'd remember?

I mean, you just have
to do the best you can.

So did you find them?

Who?

The people who killed my mom.

Why do you think...

I mean, are you remembering something?

They were talking...

at your office.

They said there are, like,

6,000 people who wanted to kill my mom.

Oh, no, no, no.

Oh, no, that's not, that's not...

I think the thing is, um, you know,

sometimes when we don't
know who the bad guys are,

we start with a really big list.

And, uh, it doesn't mean everyone
on it wanted to hurt your mom.

I mean, in fact, I really
think we're probably just

looking for one person.

Where am I gonna sleep?

I thought I'd put you up in my room.

How's that?

Where will you sleep?

I don't live here-
it's from when I was a kid.

But it's a pretty good room-

I think you'll like it.

But you're gonna stay, right?

You're not gonna leave?

Yeah, I can stay, sure. Yeah.

You got it.

Here's another one for Lucinda Shay.

"If God strikes you down tomorrow,

my prayers have been answered. "

Buddy, that doesn't
even move the needle.

Look at this one.

"I'm gonna bleed you dry,

bitch, just like you bled my family. "

Tell me this guy's up on the board?

Yeah, big time. He's right there.

We're not narrowing it
down, though, are we?

Well, Don's still waiting to
hear back from Charlie, so...

I really figure one of the
executives for this, you know?

Maybe even Galway.

There's some real hostility here, man.

Ah, you can't blame them. These people
got shafted when Syntel went bankrupt.

They lost their life savings, their pensions.

Meantime, the executives, including
Lucinda Shay, they all got rich.

Yeah.

Hey, have either of you guys found
something on Morton Standbury?

Yeah, oh, yeah. Morton Standbury.

Here he is- he was in Marketing

pretty low level, though.

Why?

He's got a bunch of
write-ups in his HR file.

Supervisor said he had a quick temper.

I think we should be
concentrating on the real threats.

We read this guy's letters.
They all seem to be pretty tame.

Well, the more aggressive
stuff is actually therapeutic.

It's kind of giving
a voice to your rage.

It's not nice, but it's healthy.

Standbury, on the other hand, his anger

is controlled, it's almost methodical.

He blew up at his exit interview,

so much so, that they
pushed for a psych consult.

Sounds like he goes up on the board.

Yeah.

You were here last night?

Yeah.

Why didn't you sleep in your room?

Well... Dad went out.

Yeah, he went to pick up some food.

Right, so who's upstairs?

Look, I couldn't get ahold of you, so

I asked him, and he
said it would be okay.

Okay for what?

For Lucinda Shay's kid to stay here.

Of course, yeah, that's fine.

Daniel Shay is upstairs?

I need another favor-
I got to get to the airport

to see if can I catch
up with Thomas Galway.

You think you can hang
here till he gets back?

You need me to baby-sit.

I just don't think it's
good to leave him here alone.

I agree.

Actually, I have a way
with children, so...

Oh, yeah?

Yeah. I've been told I do.

It's just for 10 minutes.

Come on, I'll introduce you.

Stay in the vehicle, sir.
Hands on the dashboard, please?

Thank goodness we're
offering him protection.

FBI.

I assume you all have permits
for those bulges in your jackets?

Yeah.

What's your deal here?

Private detail for Mr. Galway.

If you want to know more,
you'll have to speak to him.

I do want to know more-

gonna want to see permits, too.

Thomas Galway.

Is there a problem?

Don Eppes, FBI.

I'm Agent Megan Reeves.

I'm Edward Barret, I'm
Mr. Galway's attorney.

What's this about?

Well, we've reason to
believe your client here,

his life might be in danger.

Is he joking?

Do we seem like we're kidding?

I assume this concerns
the death of Lucinda Shay?

Well, it's a murder, actually.

And we have no reason
to believe it doesn't.

Unless you know something we don't?

I've got nothing to say to you.

Well, all due respect, sir,
for someone who was just

told their life is in danger,
you don't seem very afraid.

Dad...

My father did receive
a threat on his life

early yesterday morning.

Malcolm.

I received a note at the house.

Is there any reason
you didn't notify us?

You expect me to notify the people

who are trying to put me in prison?

I expect to see that
note, sir, and I will.

We'll be waiting for your subpoena.

Miss your mom, huh?

Yeah.

I miss my wife sometimes.

I lost her about a year and a half ago.

You know... it's really okay

to miss someone that you love.

Well, uh... I think somewhere...

it might even make them happy.

Sounds weird, huh?

No.

You just reminded me of Don.

Really?

Yeah.

Yeah, I'll tell you a secret.

When he was your age,

he would never let anyone see him cry.

He wanted everyone to think
that he was a tough guy.

Still does sometimes.

So what is that you're reading?

It's a book on cars.

Don gave it to me to
try and help me remember.

Can I see it?

So does he ever cry now?

Who, Don?

Eh, I don't know.

Some wise man once told him

that it was all right
to cry when he's sad.

And, um...

this wise man, well... he's hoping that

someday Don got to figure out it's okay.

Are you that wise man?

Well, that's another secret.

Charlie.

Don sent me down to check and see

what you got from the supercomputer.

He must not have gotten my message.

I guess not.
Can I take one of these?

Which message?

There was a glitch in the data run.

Can you just tell me
which one you're taking?

This red one.

That's very interesting.

Okay.

Look how small is this glitch,

because Megan profiled

7 ex-employees, all who have
the potential to be the killer.

And anything you have might
help us take this guy down

before he has a chance to
shoot another Syntel exec.

I think I have one of these
names on my list, actually.

Yeah, Morton Standbury...
but the probability.

of Morton's guilt is less than 10%

I mean, that's hardly conclusive.

Awesome. Thanks. David, hey, it's me.

Listen, Megan was
right on with her hunch.

The Standbury guy is a match.

How'd you find him?

Wife's credit card you gave us.

What'd she have to say?

That Standbury's angry,

blames Syntel for their situation.

She thinks he might have cracked
Is he here?

Talked to the manager,
he hasn't seen him,

but I showed him the warrant,

and he gave us the key, so...

He's on the 3rd floor.

There's 2 stairwells,

but this one over here is blocked off

because of an earthquake retrofit.

Let's check it out.

Morton Standbury!

FBI! We have a warrant!

Clear.

Oh, boy.

Oh, check this out.

I got Thomas Galway,

Lucinda Shay, and a whole
slew of Syntel execs.

That's everybody.

We'll take the other stairway.

I'm with you.

Put the bag down and stop!

I said put the bag
down and stop running!

No, no, no.

I said drop the bag!

He's got a gun!

David, Megan, he's got a gun!

Gun!

Ma'am, step inside. Step inside.

Put it down now!

Drop the gun!

Drop it!

Don't make this any harder than
it needs to be, Mr. Standbury!

I'm not doing anything for you!

We're FBI! We just want to talk to you!

You're FBI?

I talked to your wife, Mr. Standbury.

She's very worried about you.

My wife... What are you...

How do I know that you're
who you say you are?

Okay? Here you go.

Now toss the gun.

All right.

Toss the bag!

Down on your knees.

On your knees!

Hands behind your head, now!

You do not understand. Please.

Let me stop them.

We're more worried about
stopping you now, Mr. Standbury.

You think he sent it?

- The Galway death threat?
- Yeah.

Standbury's letters to Lucinda Shay
were different, you know?

They were long, detailed accusations,

and this one just says

"you're next," so no, it
doesn't fit the pattern.

Did the lab get anything?

Apparently there's nothing to get.

There's just a fax sent
directly to the courier.

Well, there's a tag line
on the sending machine, no?

Well, it was sent from a computer,

and we didn't find one at the motel,

and David and Colby are
tossing the house now.

But, you know, he really could have
sent it from any public terminal.

Right.

But he's saying this whole thing
is just a misunderstanding.

- And what does he mean by that?
- I don't know.

You're gonna have to ask him yourself.

He's refusing to speak to anyone
but the lead agent on the investigation.

You tell me what you're doing
with surveillance photos

of Syntel executives, Mr. Standbury.

Are you the man in charge here?

As far as you're concerned, I am.

You guys really dropped the ball
on Lucinda Shay, didn't you?

Are you proud of what you did?

Is that it?

I mean, I've got her 11-year-old boy
out there. You wanna tell him about it?

Don't you dare try to put
that woman's murder on me.

I told you people.

You told us what?

They think they're gonna get
away with it, but they're not.

Killing her is not gonna matter.

They want to play hardball
with Morton Standbury, well...

they don't know what hardball is.

I've been collecting
evidence for the lawyer lady.

You're talking about the U.S. attorney?

She thinks she knows what's going on,

but she doesn't.

The people that she's after-

she's not going to find them.

No?

I tried to tell her.

I lost everything-
my job, my savings.

But they're not going
to get away with it.

What are you doing?

Didn't see you there.

What is all that?

I'm trying to resolve
an anomaly in my data.

What does that mean?

Um...

it means that something,

um, in this big equation here

doesn't make sense,

and I'm trying to figure out why.

It's as if those that made money

and those that lost money

are canceling each other out.

Your brother said you knew my mom.

Yeah. I did.

I didn't know her well.

You know, I only met
her a couple of times.

But I liked her.

What she did took a lot of courage.

She was pretty nervous.

She didn't think I knew,

but I did.

Sometimes it's hard
to do the right thing.

That's what she always says.

You know,

that nobody's perfect.

It's an imperfect world, isn't it?

Your mother was a very smart lady.

Yeah, I remember him.
He called my office a bunch of times,

told my assistant he had
evidence against Syntel.

Did you talk to him?

He showed up with a grocery
bag full of magazine cutouts

and stuff he got off the Internet.

We had him pegged as a nut.

Well, he's a nut with an alibi,

'cause 3 different people
at Kinkos remember him.

He was there all day photocopying
stuff out of the grocery bag.

Great, so here we are,
back at square one.

Not necessarily. Your brother's here.

He's really excited about something.

Oh, yeah?

To properly assess the motive

for killing Lucinda Shay, I needed

to reconstruct the
original fraud at Syntel.

And you were able to do that?

Yes, and I think you have

a very strong case
against Syntel, by the way.

The Eppes family's
full of silver linings.

So, Syntel is an energy company, right?

Yes, natural gas, oil, electricity.

Right, but where they
really made their money

was trading energy futures.

There's nothing illegal about that.

No, you're right.

However, when I was analyzing

the trading patterns at Syntel,

I found a trading group who was perfect,

always, never wrong, once.

How can they never be wrong?

Trading futures is really just

betting on the price of
something in the future,

and these traders
manipulated the future.

Wait, so you're saying they're cheating.

Syntel controlled key sections

of the power grid, so all they had to do

was shut down a switch,

say it was for maintenance,

and the energy supply was restricted.

Right, and demand drives up the price.

Exactly.

How much are we talking about here?

These 5 traders made
profits of $312 million.

Charlie, can you prove this?

Well, the proof is in the perfection.

"Nobody's perfect" is
not just an expression.

In this case, it's a
statistically demonstrable fact.

Our case against Galway was focused

on debts that Syntel is
hiding in offshore companies.

But these Syntel traders-

this is the first I've heard about it.

And I didn't figure it out
until I re-engineered the fraud.

I mean, it wasn't obvious.

You'd have to be looking for it

like I was or be the author
of the original accounting.

Lucinda Shay designed

all of Syntel's financial
reporting systems.

Could she have found it?

Yes, and I think there's
a very high probability

that she would have.

Well, then I think she must
have been killed to hide this.

Right.

So we might be looking
at the wrong group here.

Oh, you definitely are.

I mean, before I factored in
this manipulation by the traders,

none of the executives who were indicted

or their former employees
scored nearly high enough

to be considered suspects.

Any idea who does?

5 perfect traders.

Those are the people you
should be looking for.

So I thought Charlie cleared Galway

along with the other executives.

Yeah, well, I asked Charlie
to run his motive model again,

factoring in the possibility

that someone knew Lucinda
Shay was on to the fraud.

And?

Mr. Galway popped right back into view.

So if he's a part of the fraud,

then, huh, he sent
himself a death threat?

Makes him look like a target, gets us
to take our eyes off him as a suspect.

Yeah, I'll call you back.

Agent Eppes.

Uh, we're looking for your father.

We were told we might find him here.

Yeah, he just left. Is there a problem?

Is it about the note?

Look, I'm sorry, we don't
discuss ongoing investigations.

My father is under a lot
of pressure right now, okay?

Yeah, committing stock
fraud could do that to you.

And I know what you're thinking,

but you know, a CEO of
a company like Syntel

cannot be responsible for everything

everyone is doing at his company.

Was your father involved in
the trading business at all?

Yeah, of course. It's one of
our most profitable divisions.

Well, most profitable for some, right?

You know, I don't think

my father should talk
to you guys after all.

What are you worried about?

Your father's just an
innocent CEO, right?

If your father's involved in a murder,

protecting him could land you
in a hell of a lot of trouble.

Yeah, my father is not a murderer.

Well, someone left Lucinda
Shay's son without a mother.

An 11-year-old boy.

So you still think your
father shouldn't talk to us?

It's the middle of the day.
What are you doing here?

Is everything all right?

Yeah, I was at the airport. I thought
I'd swing by and see how the kid's doing.

Well, this is not on
the way from the airport.

- Whatever. Where is he?
- He's right here.

Hey, buddy.

How you doing?

I've been trying to
remember, but I can't.

Oh, well, that's okay.

Don't worry about it.

Look, if it's in here, it'll come out.

I mean, when you're ready,
you'll probably be able

to see it just like you were there,

so-so don't stress about it, okay?

Can I get you anything?

What's going on? You okay?

The bad guys- will they...

Will they come after me?

Look, I'll tell you what.

That's not gonna happen.

You want to know why?

'Cause we're partners.

Partners get each other's backs,

and nothing is going
to happen to you, okay?

'Cause you're my partner.

All right?

Oh, and they spoke to your grandmother.

They did?

Yeah, she's making arrangements

to get you, and she's
very excited to see you.

Look, Daniel, I'll be honest with you.

It's gonna tough for-for a while,

but you'll get through
it, you're gonna be okay.

You know how I know that?

'Cause I'm a good judge of people,

and you're gonna be okay.

All right?

All right. I'll check in with you later.

What?

Nothing.

Do you have any idea

what I could do with 300 million dollars?

You said you were all right.

No, I am. I was talking
about my application

for the Talis Foundation Research Grant.

Why are you worried about that?

Because Ivan Tsgorski has
taken over the chairmanship

of the grant committee.

You attacked his theory
on polarization flux.

I merely pointed out
certain characteristics

of gravitational waves that
he had chosen to ignore.

Larry, I was there
when he gave that paper.

And you stood up and
you called him a big,

fat cheater in front of
a room full of people.

Well, no. Now you're exaggerating.

That room could not have
been more than half full.

Might we get back on task?

All right, okay, the
money, the money, the money.

The money is not where
we thought it would be.

It should show up in the company's

cash flow statements, after

the fraudulent transactions.

Yeah, but it doesn't. No.

You know, all these funds-

they would have been transferred
electronically, correct?

I imagine so.

Electronic transactions have no mass

and cannot be constrained in
the manner of physical objects.

But they are bound by time, Larry,

and time only flows one way.

Are you aware you have standing water

in this corner?

I know about the leak.
I called maintenance.

And?

And they've got to tear out the wall

and find the source of the leak.

What is with you today, Larry?

All I ask is for a little focus.

Now, what are we missing?

What are you doing?

I'm finding the leak.

Well... you're making a mess.

Well, by staining the currents,

we can observe the ink spread out

on the pooled water, and then

figure out the flow pattern.

And once we know how it flows...

Yeah, you see?

It's not coming down from the wall.

It's coming up from the floor.

We were assuming the
money flowed downstream

from the transaction, so we were
looking for it after the trades.

But the money was diverted upstream.

Upstream?

So you're saying the money
was moved before the trades?

To an offshore partnership set up

in the Syntel executives'
original fraud.

I applied principles of fluid dynamics

to the cash flow statements.

I found that the money was
transferred through a series of loans.

So the traders used the
fraud to hide the theft?

Precisely.

Wait, someone eventually

would figure out that
$300 million was missing.

The traders knew

that the loans would be
written off in bankruptcy,

and after that, no one would
come looking for the money.

No one, except Lucinda Shay.

Guys, you'd better come see this.

You find the traders?

Not exactly.

Did you run the Social Security numbers?

That's the problem.

Show us. Run them again.

See?

Yeah. Run the next one. All right.

It's the same thing.
These traders don't exist.

It doesn't make any sense.

How can they not be real?

It does make sense.

It's just a different kind of sense.

Wh-What does that even mean, Charlie?

Remember, the traders
were too good to be true.

It's reasonable to expect

that they are actually false.

Did Standbury say these
people weren't real?

No, he said we would never find them.

What, do you think he'd figure it out?

I don't know, but he's right.

All right, look, I mean,
where are we right now?

The suspect must be from
Syntel's energy trading business.

That variable hasn't changed.

I've been through Syntel's HR reports.

Eppes.

Wait, wait, h-hold on. Dad, slow down.
You're not making any sense.

Right, don't-don't touch
anything, don't leave.

I'm on my way.

What's up?

The kid is missing.

I left him alone for, what... it couldn't
have been more than 5 minutes!

It's okay...

I went into the kitchen to get a
couple a couple of cans of soda for us.

He was standing right over there,
right by the table.

He couldn't have gotten away.

'Cause you're not helping the
situation. I understand, dad!

It's okay.

Hey, Don, give me a second.

I just talked to David. He said he found
something in the Syntel employment records.

Hold-Hold on a second. Charlie, you
got to keep the line clear. Say what?

Okay, can you hold on a second?

Dad said he saw him here.
I hit the redial...

It's National Cab Company.

Cab? Why the hell would he take a cab?

All right, I'm on the cab.

Call me as soon as you get anything.

Megan, come with me.
I think I know where he is.

Go that way. I'll go upstairs.

Daniel.

You okay, buddy?

Yeah?

Yeah, I was pretty worried.

I'm sorry.

You don't have to be sorry. I just...

I'm glad you're okay.

Did you come back to see
if you'd remember the car?

It was a Mercedes.

I saw the circle in the block.

You remember.

Good job.

What's up?

These are employment
records for the 5 traders.

Look who signed as the hiring manager.

What, are they all the same?

Wait, hold on.

Eppes.

Okay. Thanks for the heads up.

The judge just approved Galway's
request to leave the country.

Hands on the car!

Get out of the car, out of the car!

Grab a piece of the car.

Whoa! Whoa!

We cleared this through
the appropriate channels.

You have no right to detain Mr. Galway.

Actually, it's Junior I'm after.

We only have a warrant for him, for now.

- You represent him, too?
- What are the charges?

The murder of Lucinda Shay.
That's just for starters.

Go ahead, Malcolm, take
your moment, tell your dad.

What is he talking about?

He moved $300 million through one
of your offshore trading accounts.

And then he offered a
scam to cover his tracks.

It's probably what brought Syntel down.

Is that true?

Look, I was, I was a Baker Scholar, Dad,

at Harvard.

You put me on a trading desk.

I wanted you to learn the business.

Learn the business? You-you
were taking nickels and dimes.

I-I earned $300 million, Dad.

So, you orphaned a little boy
and 6,000 people lost their jobs,

so you could prove that you were
a bigger thief than your father.

You're a bigger something.

Let's go, Junior.

Hey, Malcolm?

Is that your car?

Whoa, hey, I almost forgot.

Now, look, we don't give
these to a lot of people,

All right?

So, you're one of us now.

Okay, partner?

Call me whenever you want.

And your grandmother's gonna be waiting
for you when you get to the airport, so

you got nothing to worry about.

All right?

It's okay to cry about your mom.

I mean,

if you never did.

Thanks.

Come on. You don't want to
miss your flight now, do you?

All right, buddy.

Good man.

Thanks very much.

Take it easy.

What?

My hope for grandchildren
has been rekindled.

- Oh, don't start that.
- I'm not making a formal request,

I'm simply saying it would be nice.

Come on.

Dad, you do realize how long the

odds actually are against this man?

Charlie, what's your problem, huh?

Well, given your dating pattern

or absence of any dating pattern...

Look, I wouldn't talk if I were you, buddy.

- I'm crunching numbers, kid.
- Oh, yeah.

Statistically, I'm on course
to be way ahead of you.

Yeah, yeah. Yeah, that
makes sense, you're older.

All right, enough. Hey, keep it up.

It's a long walk home.