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Previously on Number. Dwayne Carter did
a tour together in Afghanistan. Your

friend is bought and paid for by the
Chinese government.

The man who saves your life, you put him
in jail. Things I could tell you about

squeaky clean Colby Granger. If you find
the Janus List, trust it!

Ashby was building a Janus List. A
master list of double agents and

Welcome to the Janus List. The following
people have been co -opted. United

States FBI agent Colby Granger by the
Chinese.

I mean, do you understand what you're
telling me?

Nothing you don't know.

Nothing everybody's not going to know
tomorrow.

David.

How long have you been lying to us, huh?

From the beginning, David.

You ain't no damn spy.

You're a traitor.

Get out of here.

You ain't no damn spy.

You're a traitor.

I mean, do you understand what you're
telling me? Stop.

Bring it back. Bring it back.

You know what? I will put cases on every
one of you. Every one of you.

How long have you been lying to us, huh?

You ain't no damn spy.

You're a traitor.

Get out of here.

Wayne Carter approached me while I was
at the academy.

They could make a copy of a training
manual.

It didn't seem like a big deal.

You know, he'd ask for a file.

So consider the game of chicken in which
there are three Nash Equilibria. Each

driver can choose to drive straight at
the other consistent with a rational

strategy and rationally crash.

So game theorists recognized this
conundrum during the 1950s as we

nuclear annihilation.

So mathematical theory confirmed what we
instinctively understood, that the sane

man often operates at a disadvantage.

So what am I illustrating?

I'm illustrating the ability of math to
do more than define the parameters of

our lives. It can illuminate the human
condition.

And someday, perhaps, it will even...

define what lives deepest in our hearts.

Okay? Tomorrow, however, we are going to
return to parameters, specifically

partition congruences.

All right. You guys are done.

Enjoy the rest of your day.

Oh, hey. There you are.

Your analysis of game theory seems a
little bleak.

Yeah.

I noticed you haven't been doing any
consulting work for the FBI.

Well, Don hasn't asked me, you know.

Honestly,

it's been kind of nice getting back to
teaching.

Breathing.

Kissing you.

I can't understand. I just didn't really
believe in much of anything.

Are you finding your answers here?

Monksemeyer asked me the same question.

Hey, I'm sure you know.

The Dobsonian telescope owes its very
existence to the hours that John Dobson

spent at the Vedanta Society Monastery.

I did not know that.

I just think I needed some kind of
perceived madness daily obligations.

You?

To what do you owe your respite?

What makes you think I'm taking your
respite?

Well, given the many hours you've spent
here, your distribution over the past

many weeks, I mean, it's highly doubtful
that you could be maintaining your

official duties as well.

I have some leave time coming.

That I think I really needed.

You know, with everything that happened
with Colesie and my work for the DOJ

before that.

Still not at liberty to discuss it.

I'm not sure that I'm ready.

You know, I feel like I've been
sleepwalking since I got back. I'm

present from somewhere else at the same
time. You know, I had a very similar

experience on my first face walk.

It's effective.

Oh, for want of a more elegant term,
quantum disconnectedness.

And did it go away?

Unfortunately, it did.

Who else was involved?

Carter was my cutout. He never let me
near an antler.

Honey,

you might have to be five weeks.

Just something about his confession. It
just doesn't feel right.

Do you understand what you're telling
me?

It doesn't feel right.

Like what?

I don't know. Like, I see it coming for
one thing.

Well, no one did.

Come on, you gotta allow yourself a few
mistakes in life.

Yeah, well, people die that way.

How's it been?

Last chance to turn back.

Spent two years lying to everybody about
everything.

Stop now, it's all for nothing.

Expect something to happen during the
transfer.

Take the guard's cell phone.

Number six on the speed dial.

Who else knows?

Almost no one.

I'm alone.

You got me.

Hey, kids, you got some Johnny Ash up
there?

Seriously, I may be a traitor, but at
least I'm an American.

Any of you guys even got green cards?

Man, you ever shut up?

Solitary for three weeks.

Conversation's been a little thin.

Excuse me for being social.

Don't move or I'll pull your brains out.

Wait. Grab this gun.

This ain't going our way, Granger.

We gotta go.

Get down! Don't move!

Didn't hear you get up.

Oh, hey.

Well, you know, since Millie's been on
me to publish lately, I thought I'd dust

off some of my insights into Grubner
basis calculations.

Mathematical analysis of the friendship
dynamic.

Yeah, I figured I could navigate through
the 11th grid using the minimax theorem

in in -person games.

Did it work?

Actually, my insights into the network
externalities of school elections were

absolutely bulletproof.

Payoff strategies for doing other
people's homework.

We're not quite as well - I'm telling
you, it's absolutely new. I just bought

it. It's like your third one. With the
shoes, which I have to try on right now.

Charlie, last chance.

Oh, I love the game of golf, but no,
thank you. We have other print over

I don't remember this.

You remember it? Yeah, yeah, the
friendship math, right? Wow, yeah,

right. Yeah, yeah, I tried to read this.

Really? Yeah. Why?

You know, I thought I could pick up
girls.

Of course.

Yeah, well, it's like 11th grade, right?
Wow, yeah, it's 11th grade.

All right, Dad, let's get out of here.
No, no.

They've got to be too small.

What?

When?

Yeah, yeah, all right.

Yeah, I'm on my way.

All right, what's up?

Wayne Carter and Colby just escaped.

There's got to be something in here.

Where's my keys? Where the hell are my
keys? You left them on the hook in the

kitchen.

Charlie, I think you better help him.

Come on, you did this before. What was
it?

Chase curves, right?

Pursuit curves, and they're not really
applicable here, Dad.

Although, you know, I have always
suspected that the set covering

problem could be an invaluable aid in
positioning... No, no, these aren't my

keys! Oh, they're on the coffee table.

It's potentially revolutionary. Now,
picture...

Picture a coastline at night. To keep
ships from crashing on the rocks, we

lighthouses, right? But lighthouses are
a limited resource because they cost

time. They cost money and materials.

But using set covering deployment, we
can determine the best placement for our

limited number of lighthouses to
illuminate the ocean.

Put your ankle up here.

Where'd you get the key?

Swallowed it right before they busted
me.

Figured it was just a matter of time.

Standard -issue cuffs use the same one.
Give me that thing.

I have to make a call.

Use the phone right in the office there.

Right in there.

No, it's me.

Yeah, we need a ride.

Now!

Faith and Alvarado?

We get a rival, we got to go to 5th and
Alvarado. All right.

Hey, man, put on something to cover that
up.

Yeah, good idea.

Oh, man. Oh, man, I must have tripped
the alarm. What?

We can get one.

Stay, Mike.

We got it.

What's up, Megan?

Thanks for coming back early.

All right, so what do we got?

Carter and Granger are being moved to a
new holding facility.

Transport was ambushed in the round.
Driver hit the panic button. The

time was faster than they probably
expected.

Would you explain why there's two dead,
a third in critical, and a fourth guy

was ID'd as Jimmy Hong Tran?

What's that, like dealing me?

Yeah, he's a local mob. Not talking
strictly hired muscle.

Granger and Carter use a diversion to
overpower the guards. They slipped away

during the firefight.

Now, eyewitnesses saw them taken off
down Hill Street. They were shackled

together at the ankle.

But the driver said that Colby's hands
were free, so they must have gotten a

somehow. Yeah, that's right here.

That's how they got loose.

And if they lost it while they're still
in leg shackles... Yeah, so they're

going to be trying to cut those off,
right?

Charles, the monks do not appreciate FBI
agents.

Knocking at their door, especially
during morning contemplation. Yeah, I

have anywhere to call you. Yes, by
design.

Much as I respect.

I've even embraced your work. Kobe
escaped from jail.

All right.

You were programming a matrix for set
covering deployment.

Doesn't seem to be much use for a
cosmologist here.

Plenty of use for a friend, though.
Look, intellectually, I know that this

is no different than any other case I've
worked on. A problem needs to be

solved. In every case, there is a human
component. In this instance, a personal

component. I can't reconcile what I know
about the man with his actions. Try as

I might to put that out of my head. I
don't know, Charles.

You ignore any reality, no matter how
uncomfortable, only at your own risk.

But on the other hand, you incorporate
it, and I don't know, who knows what

insight might rise up here from the
dead.

I'm not sorry I dragged you out of bed,
Larry.

They lost the key. They cut the link. It
looks like one of them's still wearing

a belt.

Made a call.

Tried to.

Well, I can get a dump on the phone
line.

Yeah.

LAPD lost them in the back alley, but
think they might have dumped them in the

farmer's market.

Why are we doing this?

We're acting like this is any other
case, and it isn't. What do we do?

Go home and leave it for somebody else?

No, I think we've got to address what
we're feeling because it's affecting the

work. I feel like I'd really like to put
him back in prison.

You sure you're up for this?

Hey, that's not fair. That's not what I
said.

What do you want me to say?

How do I feel? I feel like it's my
fault, that Colby's my responsibility.

We moved the foot patrols into the
unknown occupancy grid.

Won't that compromise the coverage in
the central zone?

Okay. How about a terrain -guarding
algorithm?

There's always terrain -guarding
algorithms at the end. Hey, Charlie

Charlie, it's Cole.

I need to talk to Don.

Then why call me?

If the FBI doesn't have enough time to
trace me through your phone, Charlie,

think like a mathematician. Is there any
reason not to put me through to Don?

Uh, no.

Colby.

I gotta call you back.

What, you call my brother?

Is this a threat?

Don, my handler is Agent Michael
Kirkland, counterintelligence out of D

When Dwayne first came to me back at
Quantico, I reported it.

Kirkland has been using me to feed
cherry -picked information through

the Chinese to make sure that Carter's
working for someone high up the DOJ.

Who's that?

That's the thing, man. We haven't
flushed him out yet. When Carter got

Kirkland figured if I got thrown in jail
with him and escaped with him, that was

our only shot that he might lead me on.

The problem is, I can't get a hold of
Kirkland right now. I don't know if

something's happened to him or if I'm
being set up. Who else can verify this?

The ranking guard on the transport.

Other than that, Don, I don't know.
Kirkland kept this whole op extremely

Oh, you're giving me a story here I
can't even check out? I'm giving you

Kirkland, Don.

Okay, you don't trust me.

I get that, all right?

You have to understand that I trust you.

The fact is, you are the only person
that I can trust right now.

So DC says there is a Michael Kirkland
in counterintelligence, and he's been in

North Hollywood for the past six weeks.
Any number of ways Granger could have

known that. He could be a name he sold
to the Chinese.

You go talk to him, all right? But let's
just keep this to ourselves, okay?

We're not going to report contact with
an escaped prisoner? No, I just want to

find out what Colby gains by telling us
the story, you know?

Because you think he could be telling
the truth.

Any of you familiar with trust metrics?

Uh, sure. In psychology, it's a measure
of how much a member of a group is

trusted by the other members.

We can't trust anything Colby says.

Well, it's not an either -or proposition
if we employ a fuzzy system.

Yes, I am done with that.

Now, how would we describe this ice
cream?

Wet, hard, cold.

But none of those words mean anything
unless we have a basis for comparison.

Using fuzzy logic, we create a range of
those states and assign the ice cube

values accordingly.

Similarly, a person's honesty is not
absolute. We all lie to varying degrees

varying reasons. So what are you going
to tell us? What percentage to believe

them? More like a probabilistic
statement.

I mean, let me do the work. If you guys
don't want to use it.

At least that's right.

Don't you really have your hands full
trying to figure out the possible escape

routes? Well, actually, my spec covering
deployment yielded a very interesting

byproduct.

So we created a dynamic adaptive system
adjusting for crowds, 911 calls, and

suspicious activities.

Yeah, of course, it must seem all fairly
abstract to you.

No, no, no, I get it. The thicker lines
are higher probabilities, right?

We started where they escaped, take them
to the garage.

Why do the subway stations have lower
values?

Coverage. There are police on the
station stairs and platforms.

Yeah, but not all the trains.

They disappear here and... And they
haven't shown up here, right?

Yeah. Well, well.

Don has gotten much better at the math.

He puts on a good game face, but it
seems like he's hurting.

Well, it's hard enough Colby betrayed
him, and now even more confusion about

he is and what he's doing.

You know something?

We might do well to consider a strange
neutral B -Mason on here.

Okay. If something as simple as a heavy
bottom -handing quark bound to a strange

quark can reverse its identity three
million times a second, how do we expect

something as complex as the human mind
to simply remain unchanged?

Go away!

Don't move!

I let Colby go.

Oh, come on, man. You didn't let him...
But we do have to assume that he's moved

beyond the boundaries of my set
deployment by now. I let him get away. I

him. I was looking right at him.

All right.

Were you basing your decision on his
statement, the circumstantial context,

disposition towards giving him the
benefit of the doubt? Were you actually

putting it in an equation?

Well, of course, man.

Factors into my trust metric.

I just don't know why I believed him.

Unless it's so simple as I don't want to
admit I was wrong in the first place.

Don, you have a big ego.

Thanks. And you have a ginormous ego.

Thanks. But you're not stupid, you know.
You made the best decision you could

with all the available information you
had.

And if past performance is any
indicator, man, you were

Probabilistically, huh?

I know math is full of absolutes, and
unfortunately...

The rest of life isn't.

That didn't say much, huh?

Never heard him talk, I'm gonna think of
it.

Remember when I dragged your ass out of
that Humvee? Yeah, you remember why?

Sometimes I think the burns are payment
enough for the things that we've done.

Other times I know they're not. Holding
that key, sitting in jail for five

weeks, you trusted me to make a move,
and I knew I could trust you to wait.

Well, we're in this together, right?

Damn straight.

The rest of them go to hell, as long as
we keep dragging each other out of the

wrecks.

What were you thinking trying to shoot
it out with the cops?

I was thinking I'm going to die before I
go back to jail.

It's the smoke screen, right?

Granger sends us off chasing ghosts
while he gets clear.

You know, the best way to find out is to
just ask Kirkland herself.

Can you smell it?

Only one thing smells like that.

Damn.

Clear.

Special Agent Michael Kirkland.

Is that Agent Sinclair?

Yeah. Is that Agent Michael Kirkland?

Yeah, he's dead.

Whoever tortured Kirkland didn't know he
had aortic valve stenosis, induced a

major heart attack.

And DC is pushing us off. Their official
statement is that...

Because Kirkland was in
counterintelligence, his operations may

need to know. Yeah? What about
unofficially?

I got the impression no one has any idea
what he was doing in Los Angeles.

Obvious theory is he was a spy.

You know, it may be Carter's mystery
contact.

He outlived his usefulness with the
Chinese, and they kill him.

What do you think?

I don't know.

DC's already asking us how he found the
body.

Don, we have to come clean.

Look, Colby's telling the truth. We got
a leak at the DOJ.

Come on in.

How you doing?

Take a seat.

Any problems?

Nothing we couldn't handle.

Do you know who I am?

Should I? Well, that's a question I need
answered, Agent Granger. Oh, it's not

Agent anymore.

My Kirkland says differently.

Am I missing something?

You've been missing it for two years.

He's a triple agent, Dwayne.

He's been feeding us lousy intel and
spying on the FBI for the last two

May I have the phone, please?

How long were you planning on playing
this? All the way through to China?

If I had to.

You were responsible for transporting
Carter and Granger?

Yes, sir.

The orders came in late. I was ranking
officer on the block.

Sir, am I in trouble?

You know an Asian named Mike Kirkland?

No, sir.

Riley, let's suppose your orders were,
in fact, to help these guys escape.

Agent Epps, are you accusing me of
treason?

That's what helping traitors escape from
custody would be, treason. Agent

Kirkland was found dead this morning,
okay?

So if there's some kind of classified
operation going on, there's people's

in jeopardy. You understand what I'm
saying?

Yes, sir.

I mean, Kirkland picked the right man.
That guy can definitely keep a secret.

Or he has no idea what we're talking
about.

All right, either way, it would only
confirm Colby's story. It's not going to

help us find him.

All right, maybe we just chased this
thing wrong.

The last time we went after Carter, what
did he do? Met a run for China.

Then he arranged a murder from prison.
He pretended to cooperate with us. Yeah,

but that was only to convince the CIA to
trade him back to China.

Right, so how's he planning to get
there?

You're suggesting we develop a
projective analysis assuming that Colby

Carter intend to get to China?

Not Colby, just Carter.

Everyone agrees on who he is, you know,
what his motivations are.

Well, that makes sense, Charlie.

Isn't there a mathematical term for
removing the clutter?

Yeah, we call it removing the clutter.

Oh.

I mean, I suppose we could develop some
expressions.

All right, we go.

Well, that's how it is, you know.

Gets an idea.

How you doing, David?

You know, just trying to treat it like
another case, you know?

I don't see how you can.

I mean, it's you and Colby.

That's the thing about friends.

Sometimes they turn on you.

Yeah, that's the big test, isn't it?

How do you deal with a really close
friend who lets you down?

And Mr. Epps, he didn't just forget to
pick me up from the airport.

He sold out his country.

I don't want to get all 1960s on you,
but I've heard that accusation tossed

around a lot in my lifetime.

And the truth is, it's never that
simple.

I mean, you might owe it to yourself and
Colby to try to understand why he did

what he did before you actually closed
the book on him.

Excuse the camera, I can't remember
things like I used to.

I should have realized you were a plant
from the start.

We have that in common. I was born in
Beijing, absorbed into an extensive

training program just after I could
talk.

They sent me to the United States, where
I was educated and assimilated.

I was even pre -med before I followed my
path into government service.

Unfortunately, Kirkland died before he
could answer the important questions

like, does the FBI know my name yet?

And if I go to Washington, will I be
arrested?

It's just that, Dwayne.

He's been working with us this whole
time.

Why don't we start with something
simple, something I already know, like

name.

Arabian Nights.

stalking horse.

Lesson number one.

You can't lie.

I don't bluff.

I may need to find a new monastery.

So I was on my way to the FBI to help
answer some questions, and I had to stop

and take a deep breath before I went the
rest of the way because I'm not sure

about the optimality of giving Don the
solutions he's asked for.

Because you're not sure he'll use them
wisely?

I'm not sure they're right. I mean,
they're right, but how can I be sure

they'll produce the right outcome?

Well, he's certainly wrestled with this
question before.

Yeah, the stakes have felt a little
personal.

One could posit that any outcome the
solution produces is the one that was

to be.

Science transcends functions and facts.
It's all a path to understanding higher

truths.

Just yesterday I made that very same
point to my intro game theory class.

Every professor should spend time in the
back of his own classroom.

Ah, you're right. Thank you.

Sorry to interrupt your meditation.

Silent contemplation has certainly
taught me one thing. What's that?

You can contemplate silence, but you can
never find it.

What I administered was a non -lethal
dose of tubocurine.

It paralyzes the muscles and depresses
the respiratory capabilities, creating

what I've heard described as the
sensation of slowly drowning.

You and I are in the same position, both
fighting for freedom, both fighting for

our lives.

Think of what you do in my position.

Multiply that by five, and you'll
understand what I'm willing to put you

through.

We assume that Dwayne Carter intends to
get to China from Los Angeles by a

direct and safe path.

Now, he is aware of all the resources at
your disposal, police dragnets and

surveillance on family and friends. I
mean, you don't need Karmaker's

to see where this is going.

Ernst Strauss posited a room full of
mirrors and a man lighting a match.

Like lighthouses, that man wants to
illuminate everything.

Now, as the reflection of the light
bounced from wall to wall, Strauss

if there was a room so complex that a
match lit in the right place couldn't

reach every corner. Well, it was 40
years before George Takarsky devised an

answer. A 26 -sided room. In the spirit
of that problem and solution, I looked

for Carter's Dark Corner, the nearest,
safest Chinese soil.

We already have the Chinese constant
staked out.

But he has a much simpler, more viable
option.

Any ship flying a Chinese flag is
considered foreign soil once it's out of

contiguous zone 24 nautical miles
offshore.

It's practically untouchable. Right. So
a value -based algorithm ruled out

private yachts and cruise ships and any
boat incapable of making a trans

-Pacific journey. However, it weighted
heavily towards freighters and the port

of Los Angeles.

recorded 13 Chinese freighters as of
yesterday.

Do they know my name?

Have they been watching my contacts?

How much of my network is compromised?

Kirkland never said, and I never asked.

Is that what Kirkland said when I asked
him?

I know Kirkland. She tortured him. He
didn't tell you anything.

That's right.

Conucleodinyl benzylate.

It produces akathisia, an intense desire
to move.

It also amplifies pain receptors so that
even a pinprick will

feel like you're being stabbed.

Also causing hallucinations and a lot of
mental and physical control.

Good.

Then you'll know what to expect.

Four Chinese freighters pulled out of
harbor this morning. The Tang Shih was

scheduled to load bicycle parts in a
paper pulpit in Vietnam next Tuesday.

They had it pushed out of harbor this
morning.

NSA satellite image is two hours old,
but you can see he's moving past the 12

-mile mark.

What makes the Tang Shih really
interesting is the bicycle parts are

loaded by the China National Airport
Company.

So now watch for the possible front
Chinese intelligence.

You see that boat right there?

Take a look at this.

You see, you know what? Do me a favor.
Zoom in on that black SUV.

That's a whip antenna, isn't it?

One of ours?

Let's see.

Infrared markings.

Run it.

All right.

All right, so the car was signed out to
this guy. His name is Mason Lancer. He's

a special assistant to the Deputy
Attorney General.

That's exactly the kind of position that
would have access to classified

information, but you'd still need
somebody to go out and steal what he

reach. Yeah, like Carter.

Or Colby Granger.

Now, the ship is 16 miles out, and it's
still outside the 12 -mile territorial

mark, but it's inside the contiguous
zone.

Which means we still need a search
warrant from the State Department if we

to board.

How long does that take? Between three
hours and two days. No guarantee that

they're going to say yes.

Once they cross that 24 -mile mark,
there's no way we can get on at all. All

right, look, it comes down to this.

Do we, in fact, think that Colby is a
traitor? That's all it's about, do we?

And if we do, we let the Coast Guard
watch and we wait for a warrant. And if

he's not, he could be dead by then.

Yeah.

Um, so, uh, this is the trust metric I
prepared on Colby

Granger.

It's a man's life put down on a few
pages of expressions distilled down to

index of trustworthiness, which is a
single number that incorporates all

of his behavior, like the risks he's
taken or the orders he's obeyed or

disobeyed, the confidences he's shared.

Yeah? So what does it tell us?

Nothing.

Nothing we don't already know in our
hearts.

I'm in.

I don't know what to believe, but I'd
like to go find out.

All right. We roll intent.

Do they know my name?

Your name, your dog's name, your
grandmother's name. Everybody knows

The last syringe is potassium chloride.

The finisher in the lethal injection
cocktail.

If I can't know what you know, then it's
really best for me that no one else

does.

What it comes down to is, do you want to
spend the last hours in unholy pain

just so that you can die?

Granger.

Don't do this. It's not worth it for
some secrets nobody will care about six

months from now. Dwight, I really wish
somebody else had pulled me out of that

fire.

Why?

Because I hate owing you.

What are you doing?

What I said I would.

Potassium chloride.

Oh, man, that stuff will stop us hard
cold.

Plunger wasn't fully deployed, but he's
not breathing.

Call me. I gotta get a medic.

Stay with me. Wake up.

Let's go.

Let's go.

Colby just keeps on this guy, huh?
Colby, come on. Let's go.

Come on. Colby.

We've got to control that. Oh, damn.

Colby. You hear me? Let's go.

The doctor says vitals have stabilized.

It'll be a day or so before the drugs
are out of the system.

Until I saw that needle sticking out of
his chest.

I was sure he was guilty.

He saved his life.

I still don't know who he is.

I didn't know him when he was a spy.

I knew some guy who pretended to be a
spy.

He pretended to be my partner.

You coming in?

Oh, yeah.

Oh, I don't feel any of the lesser for a
night away from broccoli, carrots, and

coarse -grained bread. I'm stuffed.

You know, celebratory food always tastes
better, Larry. Don't you think?

Okay, to Colby Granger and his rapid
recovery, we hope.

Yeah, well, then in that case, to Don's
instincts.

Yeah, and your trust metric. Sounds like
a new chapter in the mathematical

analysis of friendship dynamics.

I'm not familiar with that paper.

That was early Charlie Epps. Yeah.

Mathematics of friendship.

It's like a self -help manual for
eggheads. Something like that. No

You guys might be on to something.

Don't, Charlie.

We'll be just kidding. Dust off the old
paper and convert the playground to an

office. Run a few new expressions.

I could publish anyway.

Certainly not the attempt to wrestle
order out of the chaos of interpersonal

relationships. But how are you going to
address higher order constraints? Don't

egg them on, Larry.

Heuristics. Heuristics.

Everybody knows that. That's why I
didn't get through it to begin with.

complicated. Heuristics.