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* When I'm walking
through town *

* I got a gleam in my eye

* My mama thinks it's kickin'

* LJ swears that it's cool

* There's a meadow in the forest
where we break all the rules *

* Don't you know it's cool?
I got my songs on my TV *

* Yeah

* Got a wife, I got the kids,
I got the dog *

* Won't you look at me?

Mmovement, southwest corner

of the house.

MAN 2:
Team Alpha moving.

MAN 3:
Team Delta moving.

You guys move fast-- barely had
enough time to get ready.

Yeah, westanding,where I'm

this can't go fast enough.

What's up, guys?

Hey, look who it is!
What gives?

Heard your team's
a man short.

Yeah, newbie's got
anti-terror training.

You filling in, huh?

Well, if you guys
will have me.

Okay, now, the FBI is gonna go
right in the front door.

Secret Service, U.S. Marshals
have the side porches

and the back door.

LAPD,

you're gonna be the perimeter.

Looks like a bit
of overkill, no?

This guy's just
a simple con man.

Make no mistake, Agent Granger,

there is nothing
simple about him.

The FBI's been tracking
him for 26 months.

I, myself, have been tracking
him for two years.

If it's all right with you,
I'll call the shots.

(indistinct radio transmission)

Everybody ready?

Standing by.

BLOOM:
On my count.

One, two, three...

(door thuds open)
FBI! FBI!

Move in!
Move in! Move in!

Move! Move!

We're clear!
Unit One, move in!

Living room clear!

Bottom floor clear!
-Go! Go! Go!

AGENT 1:
Kitchen clear!

AGENT 2:
Hallway clear!

AGENT 3:
Bedroom clear!

Where the hell is he?

He's got to be somewhere.
We're going to find him.

Perimeter,
you got anything?

(over radio): Perimeter clear.
No one's exited.

COLBY:
Don, take a look at this.

A baby monitor.

He saw us coming.

DON:
Oh, yeah, check that out.

Hey, I don't care
if he saw us coming.

He was in when we hit.

We're going to get him.
-All right.

Nothing. Place is clean.
-Okay, so he's hiding.

We've got to find him.

There's a trapdoor
or something.

You know what?
Everybody out.

I know exactly what to do.

First, we'll
bring in the dogs.

And if that
doesn't work,

we're just going
to rip this place apart.

We're not going
to lose him this time.

Everybody out.
Let's go.

LARRY:
Charles, my little

ambulatory reference book--
Chaitin's Omega Constant?

Omega equals
.00787499699.

What are you working on?

Ooh, FBI file.

Don asked me to take
a look at something. Hey!

Don't be such a hard-ass.

Look, as sympathetic
as I am to your plight,

I'm not about to lose
my security clearance

just to assuage
your curiosity.

How long

is this going to go on?

I'm not talking about
your little Ricky and Lucy show.

Charlie, the FBI?

Shouldn't there be
a decision by now?

Well, yeah, well,
McGowan still has

to submit his
recommendation,

and then I guess the ADIC's
going to make their decision.

Not that your lack
of credentials

has kept you
from working with Don.

The "hard-ass" pejorative aside,
I hope you know

we're all pulling for you,
and Don, of course.

Thanks.
ALAN: Good grief.

What is it, Dad?
(groans)

The city has started a new
development down at Westmont.

Look at this: theaters, shops,
apartment houses...

Alan, when did you become
so anti-build?

I'm not against development,
just not there.

(indistinct radio transmission,
chatter)

We had a secure perimeter.
He never exited.

We'll get LAPD to put
the picture out wide.

Well, that's the thing,
we don't have a picture.

What do you mean?

You said you've been after
the guy for two years.

Well, that's how good he is,
Eppes-- there's no picture.

There's no fingerprints on file.
He's got no record.

Sounds like you're
chasing a ghost.

Yeah, a ghost that took
$10 million from 14 companies.

(Liz sighs)
-Anything?

Nope, a lot of nasty stuff
up there,

but none of it your target.
-Well, he just didn't disappear.

You said this
guy's faked his way

into a lot of jobs
before, right?

He ever impersonate
a magician?

Wait...
what about an agent?

Brad, play that
video back for me.

Yes, sir.

How many agents went in?
-Uh, we, uh...

five of ours,

six marshals,
four Secret Service; 15.

Okay, so how many come out?

One, two,

three, four, five, six,
seven, eight,

nine, ten, 11, 12,
13, 14, 15, 16.

Sixteen.

Boom.

Right there.
-Son of a bitch.

Posed as an agent
and walked out with us.

(slaps table)

All right, so here he goes.

He never turns.

He never shows his face.

There's just no way
to pull an ID from that.

This is still all I've got.

Early on, somebody called him
George Bailey, the name stuck.

From, uh, It's a Wonderful Life?

Everybody we interviewed said

he's the nicest guy
in the whole world.

I think his
greatest talent is

that he can bluff his way
into any profession.

He can be a school teacher,
a doctor,

a salesman, a lawyer...

He gets in, turns on the
charm, gains their trust.

DON:
Which gives him access

so he can get the files,
the accounts, the passwords...

He steals modestly at first,
a thousand, $1,500.

He disappears,
then he goes in again,

hits the accounts,

hundreds of thousands
of dollars.

So the first
time's a trial run.

He can test out
any of these passwords

or PINs he's picked up.

Waits till he's safely away
before making the big score.

It's the same pattern we see

with the Eastern European
syndicates.

They have a single
guy on the inside,

unlocks the accounts, and
then they wipe 'em clean.

My bet is that this

Mr. George Bailey
is just the tip

of a much larger iceberg.

Wait, hold on.

Hey, McGowan, McGowan...

Agent Eppes.
-What's going on? Come on.

Agent Eppes, the
investigation is slow

because I insist
on being thorough.

All right, well, I mean,
can you at least tell me

how long until
we get an answer?

(sighs):
All right.

You need an answer,
here it is.

I'm recommending
disciplinary action against you

for violations
in the cases

of Crystal Hoyle
and Clay Porter.

I'm also recommending

against Professor Eppes

getting his security
clearance back.

You know, look,
I understand about me, but...

Well, with Charlie,
you're just...

you're hurting the Bureau.

You and your brother
are the ones

who tied your fortunes
together, not me.

Besides, I already submitted
my recommendation.

It's in the ADIC's hands now.

This guy left in a hurry.

Only the clothes on his back.

Still there's not a single
personal item he left behind.

It's kind of creepy.

Maybe he's just
very careful.

(sighs):
No.

It's more than that.

You and Colby, right,

you guys are both
bachelors, you live alone.

Either of your places
look like this?

Little pillows, tchotchkes,

all these pictures...
-"Tchotchkes"?

You know what I'm saying.
-Yeah, you're saying

the guy is creepy
for decorating his own house.

No, it's generic,
like a catalog page.

I mean, look at this.

All these photos
came with the frames.

It's like he was
trying to create a home,

but didn't know how.
(car door closing)

Neighbor.

How are you
doing, ma'am?

FBI. We, uh,
have some questions

about the guy
that lives over here.

Do you know him?
Not really.

People up here tend to keep
to themselves.

Okay. What about maybe people
coming and going?

Have you ever seen anyone?

His girlfriend was
out here two nights ago.

They were arguing.

How'd you know
it was his girlfriend?

You could just tell, you know?

What were they arguing about?

I couldn't hear.

I was watching
from inside.

I thought you tend to keep
to yourselves up here?

I've only been
in LA a couple of years.

I'm still a little starstruck.
-What do you mean?

Who's his girlfriend?

Kelly Rand.

She was briefcase
number 11.

Now she's got a new TV show.

Is he still not there?

Nope.

I left two messages.

That's so unlike your dad.

You worried?
-More curious

than anything else,
'cause I can't understand

what might have
bothered him so much

about that building project.

Hey,

Charlie.
Hey.

You got a second?

There's been a decision.

DON:
Not yet,

but I know McGowan
recommended against us.

AMITA:
It's just

a recommendation though, right?

The FBI doesn't have
to follow it.

Yeah, they don't have to,
but they tend to.

I'm sorry, man.

Look, it's not your fault,
buddy.

Clearly,
the guy is after me,

and you're collateral damage.

What are you going to do?
I mean...

Something new.

It's probably time.

Actually, uh, we could use some
help on this in the meanwhile.

Um, yeah, sure.

Hi. We need to know
how to contact

one of your clients,
Kelly Rand.

WOMAN:
Excuse me.

I'm Kelly's manager.

Maybe I should be
referring you

to her attorney instead.

We just want to talk
to her about a man

she may be involved with.

Well, Kelly is in New York
doing Regis today.

But I think you may
have your information wrong.

I'm sorry,

but you don't even
know what our information is.

That's true.

But Kelly happens to be
"involved" as you put it,

with someone here in the office.
-DAVID: Really?

Who's that?
Ryan Goodwin.

He's been with us
for a couple of weeks.

He look anything like this guy?

DAVID:
He's calling himself

Ryan Goodwin.
Apparently, he set up a meeting

with two of the partners a few
weeks ago; by the end of lunch,

they offered him a job.
They didn't check his resume?

I told you this guy
was filled with personality.

They do require
background checks.

They gave our guy
the paperwork.

He just never
turned it in.

Well, hello there.

Hi.
You have very

striking features.

You ever thought of getting
in front of a camera?

Think I'd just like
to focus on the case.

Right.

Well...

I can't tell you how surreal
this whole thing is.

If you ever met Ryan...

He's the nicest
guy in the world.

We've heard.

Look, we're trying
to see if maybe

you have some photos of him.
Something you took

for a press release or something
that was taken

at an office party? Anything?

Well, he was going to have
a picture taken for an ID badge.

But he just kept saying
he hadn't gotten around to it.

Oh, my goodness,
isn't that a shock? Okay.

Why don't we just
get into his computer

so we can see how much
damage he's done?

We're already on it.

You're looking at all
the places he's struck, huh?

LARRY: I was trying to discern
a pattern to his choices.

Why does he select
the targets that he does?

Clearly, there is

a geographic factor,

but, to be truthful,
predictive analytics

is more up Charles'
alley than mine.

Have we figured out
what he was up to?

Well, he was
definitely trying

to access
the agency's funds,

probing for passwords.

And he came
close to hacking

into the client
escrow account.

COLBY:
But he didn't get in?

Doesn't look like it.

LIZ: So, George Bailey
spent more

than two weeks at the agency
with no payoff.

Is he really the type
just to walk away?

So, what are you saying,
he's gonna go back again?

Sounds like I ought to cancel
my plans for tonight, huh?

Yeah, right, Granger,
like you had any plans anyway.

(whispering)

(door opening)

Oh. You're here.

Hey, where were you all day?

Oh, look at this.
Look at this.

They could have put
the parking there,

or even there.

Would have given them
better access to the freeway.

These are the plans
for the city's new project?

Yeah. I got 'em from a guy

who used to work down
at the planning office.

He sent me a copy, and..

(sighs)

Look at this.

Wow.

It's... big.

It's ridiculous is what it is.

What is your issue exactly?

The parking lot, or...?

Well, look where
they're putting it.

Look. Right there.

Right on top of the park.

But...

Well, they've planned
another park here.

It's not my park.

(loud crowd chatter and music)

So this is what it's like to be
on a stakeout.

COLBY:
That's right.

You just let us know
when the thrill gets

to be too much
for you to handle.

Come on, Agent Granger.

Being an FBI agent must be
pretty exciting sometimes.

Uh, it has
its moments.

Tuesday night, and
this club is packed.

Doesn't anybody else
have to work for a living?

It's a fun club.

If you ever wanted to go,
I could get us in.

Yeah, I don't think
it'd really be my thing.

We'd have a good time,
I promise.

I believe it, but, uh,
the bureau frowns pretty heavily

on fraternizing
with potential witnesses.

Oh, wait, guys. Check it out.

Ms. Stone,
is that him?

I recognize the jacket.

DAVID:
All right,

he's going in.
You stay right here.

(loud music and chatter)

LIZ:
Hey, freeze!

DAVID:
Hey!

FBI!

(tires squealing,
horn honking)

Whoa! Get back!

(tires squealing,
horns honking)

He went that way.

DAVID:
Move!

Hey, out of the way! Move!

(panting)
Hey, man!

I didn't do anything.
Easy.

He gave me 100 bucks,
and this jacket.

Who?
Some guy.

Just told me to go
in and out of the building.

Said someone would chase me.

We've been suckered.

Get back! Get back! FBI!

Hey, you!

What? Hey, get off
my bus! Stop!

Stop that guy.
He's stealing

my bus!
Open up!

Would you take a picture
of me and my friends?

No, but I'll take
your camera.

DAVID: Get off the bus
right now! Hey!

Open up!

Gotcha!

Reflection's killing us.

That's the best
the lab can do?

Yeah. I mean, the techs
worked on it all night.

That's twice
this guy has played us.

He's starting to piss me off.

AMITA: Well, I spent
some more time

with his laptop
last night,

and found something
very interesting.

He spent a lot of time mining
Social Security numbers.

LIZ:
Hmm. Why?

You think he's branching off
into identity theft.

COLBY: It supports the theory
that he's connected

to one of the European
syndicates.

LARRY:
You know something?

You have managed
to catch an image here.

Unfortunately, it's not useable.

No, no, no, no, no.

Not this one. Not that.

Right there
on the busman's thermos cap.

Can you just
enlarge this bit?

COLBY: Yeah, actually,
I can.

Give me a second.

(computer chirping)

Well, what are we supposed
to do with that, Larry?

It's too distorted.

Yeah. Well, certainly
to the limited human eye,

it lacks the physiognomy
of a normal face.

AMITA: The image has
been altered

by the refracting nature
of the surface,

but there's still
information here.

It's called
non-linear warping.

LARRY: That's right.
It's simply

a matter of perspective.

You take the earliest
astronomers gazing

at the heavens through
their rudimentary telescopes.

Now, they had a magnified image,
but it was flat.

It was two-dimensional.

They knew nothing
of the depth, the dimension,

the measureless immensity

that we can now behold

thanks to Fourier
and the Hubble telescopes.

They simply lacked
the proper perspective.

What Larry is saying is,
we may be able

to calculate the correct
perspective for this image.

(indistinct shouting)

MAN:
Come on, man!

(sighs)

You sure this is the park?

(car door closes)

(indistinct shouting)

Well, it's probably been
25 years since I've been here,

but this is it.

Ah, looks like it's
been put to good use.

Well, I know it doesn't look
like much right now,

but you have to understand
what was going on at the time.

It was only a short time
after the riots.

The neighborhood
was badly scarred.

They had burnt-out
liquor stores

and vacant markets.

You decided to
build a park.

You know what?

Tell you the truth,
it was your mother's idea.

Really?
Yeah.

We already had Donny,

and she was probably
pregnant with you.

Took eight months
to push this plan through.

(indistinct shouting)

Hey, remember Tyler James?

Um... yeah.

Played for UCLA.

Yeah. He went on
to play for the Sixers.

It was right here
on this court that he started.

So, that's why you always
followed the Sixers so closely.

You know, my guess is,
this park saved a lot of kids.

I'm sorry.

I know, it can't be easy.

All your hard work...

and they're wiping it away.

So Ryan isn't really Ryan.

That's a crime?

You're not angry
your boyfriend lied to you

about who he was?

Nobody in this town
is who they say they are.

Why should he be
any different?

Wow. Then, you're a hell
of a lot

more understanding
than I would be.

I'd be a hypocrite if I wasn't.

Kelly Rand isn't
my real name.

I don't even know my real name.

Kelly was raised
in foster care.

KELLY: Ryan's the first guy
who wasn't freaked out

by my foster care
horror stories.

He actually wanted to hear.

Can we be done
with this now?

Kelly's been
up all night.

She just got off
a long flight.

Do you know where Ryan is?

No.

And I hope
you never find him.

Well, she's either got
a heart of stone,

or she's a hell
of a good actress.

Yeah, well, I've
seen the new show.

I'd go with
heart of stone.

How's that?

LARRY: Yeah, higher,
higher, higher. Yes!

There.

Charlie, don't move.

His head was like this.
His head was like this. Yeah.

Boy, you make a terrible
assistant, you know that?

Then let's trade places
for a while.

You're not even supposed
to be here now.

Okay, well, why...
why am I here?

Uh, because the dummy
the biomechanics department

gave Larry was too heavy
for him to carry.

You're here because
I couldn't bear

to watch you pout any longer.

Poor testament

to your powers
of observation,

'cause you failed

to notice
that I have not been pouting.

You do seem much more Zen
about the whole situation.

Well, my brother's career
is on the line.

My father's losing his park.

Kind of puts things
in perspective.

I just want there
to be a decision,

one way or the other.

I didn't realize

lip-reading was one
of your superpowers.

What's going on?
How-How'd it go?

Oh! Let's just say,

whatever you've heard
about actresses-- probably true.

(laughs)

Are you all right?

Yeah, you know. It's...

It's this thing with Charlie.

Yeah, it's just that,

before all this,
we weren't very close and...

So, you're worried that,

if Charlie stops working
for the FBI, you guys are gonna

grow apart again.

You guys have a bond now.
It's not just gonna disappear.

(phone ringing)

(sighs):
Yeah.

Uh-huh.

Okay. I'm on my way.

This is it.

Larry, why'd you stop?

Oh, a moment
of contemplation.

Contemplation,

or second thoughts?

You know, working cell by cell
may suffice,

certainly in producing splines,

but there must be
a more elegant approach.

How's it coming?

CHARLIE:
I was just wondering

if either of you were hungry.

AMITA: Oh. Really?
You're not here

to check up on our progress?

Maybe a little.

ALAN:
Ah, so here's

the brain
trust.

Heard about the park, Alan.

I'm sorry. I haven't
given up yet.

I've been political in my time.

There's no reason why
I can't be political again.

In fact, you know
what I was thinking?

I was thinking
about organizing an opposition

in the neighborhood,
and then,

starting a petition,
and taking that petition

to the Board of Supervisors.

AMITA: You know,
if you need

any rabble-rousers, let us know.

Thank you. I'll call on you.
-Okay.

(phone ringing)

It's Don.

Hey, what's up?

They've made a decision.

(elevator bell dings)

(applause)

Welcome back,
Professor.

DAVID:
Ah!

Must feel good
to be legit again.

Yeah. I got to admit,
it feels pretty good.

Come on in.
Welcome back.

Here you go.
This is temporary.

The real one's
coming soon.

Oh. That was
a close one, huh?

I don't know
how we got out of it, brother.

Mm, but we did.

Now this feels like the
unit I used to know.

How are you?
Good.

So, you ready to
get back to work?

Yeah. Actually, Larry and Amita
have something for you guys.

Uh, the correction program
for your photograph.

Now, it's not perfect,
but it's a huge improvement

over what you had.

Okay. Here's what happens
when we apply the correction.

(computer chirps and trills)

Is that the man you saw?

It's close. I don't know.
Is there anything more

you can do to it?

Uh, let's try
diffeomorphic matching.

Okay, we can
probably play

with the refraction
threshold.

No. Wait. I-I see it.

I see it. Just, uh...

All right.

CHARLIE:
What if we...

do... something like...

this?

DAVID:
That's it.

That's our guy.

All right, I'll run it
through facial recognition.

CHARLIE:
Sorry, I didn't mean

to take over like that.

LARRY: Nonsense--
it's great

to have you back.
-DON: Hey.

I've waited
for two years for this.

DAVID: There's no match.
LIZ: Nothing?

What did you run it against?

COLBY: Everything: NCIC,
government employees,

DMV.

The guy's like 25,
he's got no driver's license?

DAVID:
Wait a minute.

Try running it against,
uh, foster care records.

It's a hunch, but, uh, something
that the girlfriend said...

Okay, okay, I got it.

CHARLIE:
Kevin Oliver.

BLOOM:
Are you kidding me?

Wait a minute,
this can't be right.

He's only 18.

We're chasing a kid?

WOMAN:
Of course, I remember Kevin.

We've had a lot of foster kids
here, but not so many

I wouldn't
remember one.

He was a charmer.

One of those kids
who could really

turn it on,
you know?

So, did he get
into much trouble?

Not exactly.

Meaning what?

Well, Kevin always looked older

than he was.

Other kids
looked up to him,

so when someone else

got into trouble,
it was usually my guess

that it was Kevin

who put them up to it.

Our file says that Kevin

entered the foster
care program

after his parents
were killed.

You have any idea how they died?

Car accident.

Drunk driver
got them.

But it was his adoptive
parents, actually.

I always felt for him.

His birth mother
didn't want him.

Then, his adoptive parents
get wiped out.

Seems like more bad luck
than one kid deserves.

BLOOM:
We're close.

Closer than we've ever been,
and he knows it.

He's long gone.
-That's what I thought

after the raid
on the house,

but he stayed around,
I mean, at least long enough

to go back
to the management company.

BLOOM:
Hubris, maybe greed.

You know, he
never did

crack their accounts.

He didn't want
to leave empty-handed.

Maybe.

Look, this guy, he's...
he's photo-phobic, right?

So he's been
able to operate

for the last two years,
partially because

no one's been able to get
a photograph of this guy.

Why would he latch himself

onto a celebrity,
even a minor one?

DON: That's true.
It's a good point.

Fans, paparazzi...
I mean, it's a big risk.

Only reason I can
think of is that he

fell for this girl... for real.

BLOOM:
Yeah, well, you know,

they both have
foster care backgrounds.

Maybe he genuinely
cares for her.

I say we should sit on her--
I'll take the first shift.

All right,
I'm gonna go

get Charlie back on the clock.

N-No, you... you don't
understand.

What I don't want
is a ballot referendum.

What I'm looking to get
are the forms

for a recognized petition.

You under...

Good, thank you.

I don't remember there
being such bureaucracy

involved in trying to just
make a change, you know?

You have no idea what hoops
you have to go through.

Thank you.
You're not giving up, right?

No, of course not.

Who else is gonna
save that park?

Oh, hey, by the way,
Charlie, um...

how was your triumphant return
to the FBI?

(chuckling)

Well, I'm not gonna lie.

I mean, it felt pretty great.

(chuckling)

I've been trying
to convince myself

that it didn't matter,

you know, that there
were other things

I could do, and...

I'm glad to be back.

(door opening)

Hey, guys.

Donny.
Hey.

Hey, Charlie,
we got work for you.

We're thinking Oliver's
not working alone, you know?

He's probably with a group
out of Eastern Europe.

What makes you think that?
-It fits the pattern.

We got a guy here in the States
picking locks,

and the rest of them are abroad
sweeping the cash,

which is almost $10 million now.

You want to know which
European syndicate

Kevin Oliver is part of?
-Yeah.

Belief propagation.

Algorithms

that convert scattered
and incomplete information

into a more coherent picture.

Let's say
you are

a TV network on election night,

and you want to be the first
to predict the winner,

so you're gonna gather
information

from all over the country.

And some of that information
is clearly relevant,

like exit polls in Boise
or vote tallies out of Buffalo.

And other information
is subtly related,

like traffic in Houston,
weather reports out of Portland.

What belief propagation does

is it takes massive
amounts of data

and uses probability
calculations to draw

a complete
and accurate conclusion.

In this case, the winner,
or in your case,

Kevin Oliver's coconspirators.

Can you get on that?
-Right away.

All right, excellent.

So, I guess it must feel good--
the FBI ruling in your favor.

Yeah, I wish I knew why.

You're overthinking it.

You won.

Be happy.

Yeah.

Morning, sunshine.

Are we Kelly Rand fans yet
or what?

No, but I'd definitely
take her lifestyle.

Dinner at the Ivy.

Drinks at Marmont.

Then she went to
three different clubs.

That sounds
about like my night,

minus the dinner,
the drinks and the clubs.

She nearly killed me.

You're gonna have it
much easier, though.

She'll probably
sleep all day.

All right, bye.

What is this?

She waits till now
to get interesting.

That's awesome.

*

If she came here to surf,
she forgot her board.

How do you want to handle it?

Uh, it's up to
you, but...

they've both seen me before.

Kevin?

Kevin, where are you?

Kelly.

Hi.
I've been so worried.

How are you?

I'm fine--
I'm better now.

COLBY: Come here,
Skip... Skipper?

Skip, come here, little guy.

Come here, buddy.

Hey, excuse me, you
guys seen my dog?

Uh, no, man, sorry.

I got a picture of him.

Please take a look,
just let me know.

Oh, no...

All right, buddy.
-No, no, let him go!

Let him go!

Stop! Let him go!

Let him go! Let him go!
-Game's over, Kevin.

Let's go.

Bloom, we got him.

You got him-- I
can't believe it.

Bringing him in right now.
-I owe you big, Eppes.

Just don't ask him
what he did to get him,

'cause you don't want to know.

The girlfriend was the key.

See, you're
the greatest.

Congratulations, Eppes.

On this and even more
on the ADIC decision.

Come on, Carl,
can't you let it go?

I suppose you think

this gives you carte blanche now

to do whatever you please
around here.

Who knows?

Maybe it does.

Look, I have no idea
why he ruled the way he did.

Don't play naive, Eppes.

We both know why.

You want to know
something funny, Agent Bloom?

I've always feared this day.

Always.

Now I'm sitting here,
you know what I feel?

Relief.

Being on the run...

it's a rush, but...
man, it's no way to live.

I mean, a kid my age
shouldn't have

to worry about ulcers, right?

And you want to know
the worst part?

Always pretending
to be somebody else.

I swear to God, Bloom...

I've been so many
different people

over these past two years,

I don't even know
who I am anymore.

But you're gonna miss me,
you know that?

The game?

I mean, you'll be back
busting bank robbers

or whatever,
and you'll see.

It won't be the same.
-BLOOM: Why don't you

wipe that smile
right off your face,

Kevin, 'cause it's
not working on me.

You've deceived
so many people.

You cheated them
out of their money.

Come on, Bloom,
I never hurt anyone.

I only stole
what I needed

and never from an individual.

It was practically petty theft.

9.8 mil is hardly petty theft.

KEVIN:
What?

I took maybe 75 grand, tops.

August 18, 2006.

$238,622.

October 30, same year.

$186,242.

What about December?

Oh, now we're getting

really bold.

$386,452.

I can go on

and on and on... you know why?

Because I know every penny.

You saw how I live.

Am I a guy with $10 million?

Look, we can
help you out.

We can get you a deal--
just gotta tell us

who you're working with.
-Who I'm what?

You see, Don, I think that
he needs time to think,

so why don't we try

the Federal Detention
Center, 'cause it

will change your mind...

(snaps fingers) like that.

CHARLIE:
No, Don's wrong.

He has to be, because there
is not a single node

connecting
to a European syndicate

or anything overseas
for that matter.

So their theory is wrong,
but nonetheless,

a negative finding is
still a finding of value.

Kevin Oliver
also lacks nodes

connecting to any
of the major thefts.

So he didn't steal
the $10 million.

No, at least not according
to my belief propagation.

ALAN:
Hello, everybody.

Hey, how goes the
battle with city hall?

Well, I've, um...

I've raised the white flag.

You're kidding. Why?

Well, I've been thinking

about something
that Charlie said

about the park
being my hard work.

And I realized that, um,
fighting to preserve it

is just my being selfish,

you know?

Simple narcissism, you might
say.

Hey, Dad, that's not what
I meant.

Yeah, I know.

I know, but I've been
studying those plans.

You know,
they're very good.

The project
is a good one,

and, uh...

well, the neighborhood
could certainly use the jobs.

Yeah, but your park...

The plans include a park,
a better one--

you know, with a pool, and, uh,
skate ramps and, uh....

Well, come on, let's face it,

I'm the only one that's going
to miss that old park.

Just me.

(buzzer)
Thanks.

I put in
the request sheet.

They're bringing
him out.

Okay, good.

So, Charlie thinks Kevin's
telling the truth,

that he wasn't involved
in the larger thefts.

Does that make sense?

Does to Charlie.

So, I mean, who pulled
the larger hauls then?

That's what we're
gonna ask Kevin.

Somewhere along the way he
must've told someone

about his operation;

and then they just figured
out how to exploit it.

Gonna be a moment.

We're having difficulty, uh,

finding the prisoner.

What do you mean?
Where is he?

We're gonna order a lockdown,
get a full head count.

We'll find him.

All right,
wait a minute.

Wait a minute.

Hey, roll back
those monitors.

Roll 'em back.
-Yes, sir.

All right, hurry up,
hurry up.

This one right here,
roll that back.

All right,

hurry up. Keep comin',
keep comin'.

Okay, stop right there.

That guy's an attorney.

I signed him out myself.

Granted him early parole
is what you did.

I don't understand.

How the hell does he
just walk out of there?

He convinced a guard he had
a meeting with his lawyer.

The guard lets him into
the Attorney Room,

Public Defender's
in the can,

Kevin grabs his jacket
and his briefcase and....

I mean you gotta admit, this
guy, he's resourceful, anyway.

Hey, what do you
got, Charlie?

Hey, so we've been looking
for the "other thief,"

you know, the one that cleaned
out all the accounts.

And, um, our thinking was
maybe that another employee

along the way figured out
what Kevin Oliver was doing,

and so we started looking
at his coworkers...

And you found someone?

Something else.

An unexpected pattern

of social security numbers.

AMITA: Charlie,
here's another one.

That's-that's 13 now!
-So, so far,

every single business

that Kevin Oliver targeted
had an employee

with a social security
number that falls

into this form.
Seven, eight, two, three...

something, something,
something, six, four.

And there's, at best,
a thousand combinations

in the US

that fit this.
This is no accident.

You're saying that's why Oliver
chose what business to target?

Because one of the
employees had that number?

CHARLIE:
It has to be.

BLOOM:
Hello.

They're all women.

And all in the same age range,

38 to 46.

Wait a minute.

Where's, uh, Kevin Oliver's
Foster Care file?

I need to see
if there's anything

on his adoption in there.

No, you're not going
to find anything.

They're all blacked out to
protect the mother's identity.

Look.

You can still see part
of his mom's social.

CHARLIE:
Mm-hmm.

Seven, eight,
two, three,

something,

something, something,

six, four.

That's the Big Score
Kevin Oliver's been after.

He's trying to find his mother.

I told you,
I don't know where he is.

COLBY: That's what you said
last time.

Then you took a little walk
underneath the pier.

So, why don't you just tell me
where he is, Kelly?

I know he's not going anywhere

without telling you.
I'm done talking.

From now on, you can go
through my lawyers.

Never mind, Colby.
We found his mother.

Bloom got a judge

to open up his
adoption records.

A couple of San
Diego agents

just brought her up.

Well, we're done here then.

So, how long before
she makes the call?

My guess,
as soon as she

gets out of
the elevator.

Think he'll go
for the bait?

He's been searching
for her for two years.

Maybe he's the type to be
patient, but I doubt it.

Need a cab, ma'am?

Wait.

He's in the cab.

He's in the cab!

Take the taxi!

(tires screeching)

OFFICER:
All teams!

This way, ma'am.

FBI!

...on suspect, moving in.

No. No! You're...

He just got out of the vehicle.

Agents, go! Go, go, go!

Is that really her?

Is that my mother?
Hold on.

Wait, you got to give me a
minute with her, please man.

I'll tell you what--

you'll catch up with her
in 20 years, all right?

Wait, wait, hold on.

Oh, no.

He does not deserve this.
-Hey.

Take your time.

What?
Let's just go

for a little walk.

So his first target was
a software company

owned by your sister.

What, this was personal?

I told you right from the
beginning it was personal.

I just didn't tell you why.
-Come on.

What-- he got away
with a couple thousand bucks,

you launched
a full investigation.

It's my sister.

The regular cops wouldn't
even give it a look.

Because it was petty theft.

You don't get it do you?

This guy keeps getting
away with everything.

He's laughing at us.

You saw him in
interrogation.

He's making us
look like idiots.

He's making me
look like an idiot.

Oh, so you raised the stakes.

Yeah, Charlie couldn't
connect him to that 10 mil.

What happens
if he looked into you?

I have just spent every
day of the last two years

chasing this punk.

I could've retired eight
months ago, but I didn't.

I stayed until
this job was done.

So you go out on a win,
eight figures in the bank.

If...

I took the money.

Yeah.

It would have only been

to get this case the
attention it deserves.

It would have been
put in a trust.

Kid gets caught, every
penny goes back.

Two years, Eppes.

You do what you got to do
in order to get the job done.

You know that.

Just read your brief
on Agent Bloom.

You willing to
stand by it?

Meaning?
Meaning,

on your say-so, I'm about to
erase a man's 34-year career;

so I'm trying
to figure out

which side of the line
you stand on.

Well, maybe if the line stopped
moving, Carl, I could tell you.

It's a funny thing,
but, uh...

...I was thinking
that you were as surprised

by the ADIC's decision as I was.

Maybe it is more about "get
things done" these days.

Maybe that's more appropriate
for the times. Hmm?

Personally,

I don't have the stomach
for that kind of FBI.

You're not going

to give it up and walk away
on us, are you?

I've got no illusions,

I'm one of the old guys
around here now.

Guys like you,

guys who don't
need boundaries--

could be you're the future
of the Bureau.

Give that to your brother
for me, will ya?

What?

Why is the room

suddenly filled with people
staring at me?

Take a look at these.

Ah, Charlie, please.
No more plans.

-I've seen enough.
These plans are different, Alan.

CalSci is

expanding their mechanical
engineering department.

Right?

They're building a
whole new complex.

The emphasis will be
on eco-friendly design,

minimal carbon footprint--

right up your alley.

Really?
-Larry's already talked

to the Provost,
and if you're interested,

they would love the benefit
of your planning expertise.

Well, at a greatly
discounted rate,

of course, I mean
technically,

you are still a student.

See, it'd be a chance at
a whole new legacy, Dad.

One that might do
a little better

at standing the
test of time.

Well, now this looks
interesting.

CHARLIE:
Hey, where you been?

DON:
Hey.

I've been getting these.

ALAN:
Hey!

AMITA:
Yay!

Your permanent
credentials.

You're officially

official again.
-Yeah, must've

burned McGowan's ass
to give these back.

All right, I'm going to go grab
some beers.

We'll have a victory toast.

Uh, actually, uh,

why don't you guys
go ahead.

All right.

For he's a jolly
good fellow.

Yeah.

Did I hear right
in there?

You actually passed
on a beer?

Well, if you insist.

Look, it's not like I don't
feel good for Charlie.

I just, I-I...

I feel...

like, lost.

Oh.

Well.

When you were 12
years old, you broke

a vase that your mom's
grandmother gave her.

You went absolutely crazy

because she didn't punish you.

Do you remember that?

Yeah, I remember that.
-Well, maybe

you feel you got away
with something here,

and that, next time, no one
will be there to stop you.

Well, don't worry--

someone will be there.

You.

You'll be there.

Is that supposed
to make it easier?

Who said it's supposed
to get easier?