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*

* Careless
in our summer clothes *

* Splashing around in the muck
and the mire *

* Careless
in our summer clothes *

* Splashing around in the muck
and the mire *

* Now, hang me up to dry...

MAN (over radio):
The National Weather Service

has issued a high surf advisory

for Southern
and Central California.

Large swells generated by a
powerful North Pacific storm

will approach
the California coast

during the next 24 hours.

* I'm pearly like the white,
the whites of your eyes *

These swells will cause
dangerous high surf

along all west-
and northwest-facing beaches.

Beachgoers should be vigilant

in avoiding
large breaking waves.

Idiots.

Inexperienced surfers
and swimmers

are urged to stay
out of the water

until these hazardous
surf conditions subside.

* Now hang me up to dry

* You've wrung me out
too, too, too many times *

* Now hang me out to dry

* I'm pearly like the white,
the whites of your eyes *

* Now hang me out to dry.

Nathan!

He wasn't a daredevil.

He needed
to be in control.

I know, I... I knew Nathan.

He... He was like that
even as a kid.

(door opening)

Oh, hey, Keith.

I am so sorry.

CHARLIE:
Hey, Keith, sorry.

Thanks.

Saw that piece in the Times.

CHARLIE: It must be some comfort
knowing that he died

doing what he loved.

Yeah, and in the...

the place that
he loved.

DON:
The high dive.

When we were kids,

I'd be up there doing back flips

off of the thing
and Nathan would be

- frozen stiff.
- CHARLIE: I remember that.

I jumped in
before he did.

He told me

that I had courage.

He used a more
colorful term.

(chuckling)

Don...

I was hoping
you'd look into it--

Nate's death.

CHARLIE:
Keith,

wasn't it an accident?

His thing for big waves...

you know, it wasn't

a death wish.

He never took
stupid chances.

The bigger the surf, the
more cautious he got.

He had enemies
in the Channel Islands.

Some of the people
he arrested.

He told me he had threats.

You know, Keith, if it looked
like a crime at all,

we would be all over it.

Yeah, sure.

Yeah, I understand.

Yeah, well, maybe you can,
uh, take a look at the file,

see if they haven't
overlooked anything.

Yeah, I mean, we could do that.

Absolutely.

Hey, man, I didn't know you
were into surf videos.

I grew up with this guy.

Really, you grew up
with Nathan Watts?

Yeah, played baseball together.

Look at that, just a born
athlete. Yeah, man,

you could see that
when he competed.

This guy could out-hustle
anybody in a heat.

What do you know
about it, Idaho?

I learned when I was on Oahu
at Schofield.

I mean, I got all right at it.

You know, nothing
like this guy.

This guy was nuts,
huge cojones.

- Yeah, I'll say.
- When he dropped

off the pro tour and took that
Channel Islands ranger job--

must have been
like five years ago now--

the surf mags
were all over it,

how he was out there surfing
these giant, perfect waves

by himself.

You got anything to it?

I'd say
Park Service

looks like they did a good job.

Blow to the head matches
a dent in the board.

He's got fiberglass
in his hair.

Swell of the decade.

He wipes out
and gets conked and drowns.

What a waste.

Wait a minute, man, Nathan Watts
wasn't a goofy foot.

I remember 'cause there
was this famous shot

of him pig-dogging
this backside rail grab drop

on the left at Mav's.

Goofy what?

He surfs with his
left foot forward,

which means
that he'd put his leash

on his right ankle.

That's the wrong ankle.

I mean, you always put
your leash on your back foot.

Always, unless you're
a beginner.

Someone put it on him?

Not a beginner.

If you had to
label Watts,

would you, uh, call him
a cop or a surfer?

Oh, he'd have called
himself a surfer, for sure.

Most surfers do.

Nathan was a serious ranger,
especially when it came

to protecting the
Channel Islands.

He loved this place

like nobody
I've ever seen.

Made a lot of busts,
including some folks

maybe shouldn't
have been busted.

- Yeah?
- Thing about having

a giant moat
surround your park...

- cuts down on the crime.
- Even this close to L.A.?

As far as L.A.
is concerned,

might as well be the moon.

Suppose that's a good thing.

We've got five islands,

hundred and some-odd
thousand acres,

no roads.

Got endangered
species,

burial sites,
a marine sanctuary.

But most of
our visitors

are the kind that tread lightly.

We get a few idiots,
but compared

to other national
parks, this place

is a church.

One question for you.

Who was Watts busting

if there wasn't anybody
out here to bust?

Otter killers.

- Ought to what?
- Don't.

We did the Marx Brothers
thing already.

Sea otters-- they're
federally protected.

Nathan saw a couple
of urchin divers

gun one down offshore.

NIKKI: Yeah, Nathan busts them,

the divers made threats.

Yeah, these guys work
out of Ventura Harbor,

so I figured
we'd head up there.

(door opening)

DON:
What's up?

Hey, Don.

CHARLIE:
Here's what I was thinking.

With the proper data,

I should be able to pinpoint
where he drowned.

It's just a
relatively simple

analysis of
near-shore currents.

It might help.

DON: All right,
that sounds good.

And, uh, David's
on his way back,

so I think I'll go see if I
can find, uh, Melissa Conroy.

Melissa Conroy?

COLBY:
Nathan's girlfriend.

Surf instructor
and part-time bikini model.

Nice of him to take
the tougher interview.

Took me years to coax him
into the water.

Scared him bad
at first.

Well, he clearly
outgrew that.

After the divorce,
that's when it changed.

He'd paddle out on days

that would scare
the hell out of me.

It would be a different world
if I hadn't torpedoed it.

Cecilia and me.

The marriage.

Oh, so he didn't have a
fairy-tale childhood.

I mean, who does?

He was a good boy;
a good man.

Because of you.

I'm not sure I buy it,
but thanks.

Well, stuff rubs off
on our kids.

Most of the time,
we don't even know what stuff.

NIKKI: How could anyone kill a
sea otter?

They're so cute.

The little whiskers;
little smile.

Little teeth.

Those things are voracious.

They'll eat like 50 sea urchins
in a day.

50 urchins--
one otter?

Yeah, which is why
the urchin divers

don't get too weepy
when one turns up dead.

Problem is, they were almost
wiped out for their fur coats,

so Fish and Game
transplanted a few dozen

to the Channel Islands
to try and repopulate.

And these guys
get caught

trying to take out
the competition.

Hey, guys, FBI--
need to talk

to you for
a minute.

Go, go, go, come on,
come on, come on!

Come on, come on.

Oh, whoa. No, no, no ,no!

Thanks for running.

It's easier to tell
who's guilty that way.

Turn around.

(camera clicking)

PHOTOGRAPHER:
Oh, my God...

(sighing)

Like that.
Better.

This is not how you
hold a surfboard.

Why don't you take
a little break,

see if we can come up
with something new.

Let's.

Sorry.

Hack.

That's okay, don't
worry about it.

It sounded on the phone
like you were thinking

maybe this wasn't an accident?

Well, you know,
it's possible.

I mean, I'm just trying
to be thorough.

How long
were you guys together?

Couple of years.

You spend a lot of time out
there?

Wasn't really
supposed to,

but you know... love.

It's a beautiful
place.

We pretty much had
it to ourselves.

Not many visitors,
anything like that?

This guy making a movie

about big-wave riders
came out once, did an interview.

Surprised me
'cause Nathan usually

gave the finger to
the surf media.

Did he
ever talk about

any crimes or investigations,

- anything like that?
- Not really.

I know he nailed
a few poachers

and sometimes boaters

would come ashore
without permission.

Did he ever tell you

about anyone who might
have a reason to go after him?

We broke up a few months ago.

I haven't been out there

- for a while.
- Yeah?

Different paths, you know?

Nathan lived
the life

that surfers pretend
to dream about,

but don't really want.

He hates this stuff.

You mean all the PR,
stuff like that?

Nathan had a lot
of words for it.

Riding waves,

living in the ocean...

it was like a
religion almost.

That's why he moved
off the grid.

But... a girl's got to eat,

and Nathan,
he wasn't gonna feed me.

I had to choose.

His world
or the real world.

How about we
lose the board?

Fine.

COLBY:
So your urchin

license has been pulled.

But somehow your
hold is full

of spiny round
purple things.

Well, no license doesn't mean
I don't got a mortgage to pay.

You must've been
plenty pissed off

when Nathan ran you in.

Pissed don't
cover it.

Like getting busted
for killing a rodent.

They're in the weasel family--
otters.

When was the last time
you saw him?

Hell, I don't know.
When'd he pop us?

It must've made your life
a whole lot easier

when Watts turned up dead.

My kid lost
his medical insurance

'cause of that Nazi.

But I don't go out
to the islands

when the swells
are big...

especially when it happens
the same day

as my wife's birthday party.

Got a computer?

I'll show you the photos
she posted online.

Fish and Game will
chew 'em up,

but these guys didn't
kill any rangers.

NIKKI:
Hey, any luck

on determining
where Nathan died?

No, not yet.

CHARLIE:
Given the complexity

of the currents associated

with this particular part
of the island,

it's actually
a very, very

difficult problem to solve
without any direct data.

We know Nathan was
a big wave surfer,

so can't we assume
that he was

where the biggest waves were
that day?

That's exactly what you said.

So I started building
an analysis

of the wave heights
around that island

on the day that Nathan died.

How can you do that
when the swell's gone?

Magnifying glass.

It's transparent,
right?

But when light passes
through it,

the focal point becomes
encircled by shadow.

You see that there?

The curvature
of the glass bends

and focuses the light waves
away from the dark areas

into that one
blinding point.

COLBY:
There's a science behind

- fried grasshoppers.
- Ocean waves

are quite similar
to light waves

in that they can
be refracted or focused.

So, I used
the swell data

from NOAA buoys,
combined that

with detailed
bathymetric readings,

and I was able to create
a color-coded, time-lapse

animation of that swell
on Nathan's island.

Yeah, the surf forecasters
do that on their Web sites.

What do the colors mean?

What are they, wave heights?

Yeah, you see, light blue
means flat or small waves

up to a meter.

Ankle-slappers.

- In surf-speak.
- Thanks.

Yeah, like here--
Kraken Cove...

The ocean was totally flat that
day.

Yeah?

How does that work?

It's the underwater
topography.

Now, purple
are medium waves,

they're up to two meters.

Head-high.

Yellow are big waves,

those are up to
four meters.

Double-overhead.

Red means waves that
are over ten meters.

Those are as high as
five-story buildings.

And what's that in surf-speak?

Clench time.

DON: So this would be the spot

that Nathan found a couple
of years ago, right?

COLBY:
Yeah, that's Wilma's.

And there were a lot of surfers

out at that spot
that day.

And no one saw Nathan.

All right, so...

Where was he?

Charlie?

I'm going to need a more
hands-on approach.

That's surfboard
fiberglass,

hardened
by polyurethane resin.

Found in the victim's
head wound.

We matched it
to the surfboard.

Now look here.

This came
from the same wound.

Small, harder to find, uh,
deeper--

under the surfboard
residue.

That's an aircraft-grade
epoxy-carbon mix.

Well, I seriously doubt he was
hit in the head by an airplane.

Aircraft-grade.

Found in many
products.

We think it came from a paddle.

Like a canoe?

- Kayak, more likely.
- All right,

so he was hit by the paddle,
then he was hit

again by the surfboard to make
it look like an accident.

CHARLIE:
Yeah, yeah, this is weird.

You said
that already.

Yeah, last time
you said that,

we dropped another six
sensors in the ocean.

Well, there's got to be some
factors I'm not accounting for.

I mean, the waves are
still pretty big,

so the currents must be similar
to the way they were before.

What's the glitch?

Well, according to this data
that I'm getting back

from the sensors,

the spot where Nate's body
was found

experienced an eddy effect.

So, his body circled

in the same area for hours.

You're kidding me.

What? What does that mean?

Well, his body was found
in Kraken Cove.

CHARLIE:
And since the current

kept him
in the same place--

that's got to be
where he was killed.

Kraken Cove?

Isn't that the place
where there were no waves?

Exactly.

So you're telling me
the guy who surfed

this island more
than anybody else

paddles out on the
swell of the decade,

with his big-wave board, to
a spot that has no waves?

What the hell was he doing
out there?

- Hey.
- Hey.

So I tracked down the guy
that interviewed Nathan

for his surf flick--
check this out.

INTERVIEWER: We never see you
out there at Wilma's,

uh, do you ever get
out there anymore?

Yeah, only on the junky
off-days when...

when nobody else wants it,
really.

INTERVIEWER: Must be kind of a
bummer to see this place

that you love so much
turn into a circus.

Oh, it happens.

I mean, really,
there's nothing you can do.

I mean, for me, really,
it's kind of dead.

I heard you, uh, you chased off
a pretty famous tow-in surfer

on the best day of the
year, uh, last winter.

Pat Drummond.

Uh, well, he came...

coming through the line-up
with a Jet Ski.

It's just... that place is
a marine sanctuary.

There's no Jet Skis allowed.

I mean, he's lucky
I didn't arrest him really.

Did you guys have any
sort of altercation?

Nothing physical, but,

uh, definitely something verbal.

- Words were exchanged.
- Words were exchanged.

So, I asked around.

and it turns out that
Nathan and Drummond

were ships
on a collision course.

And the day that Nathan

was killed, Drummond was
completely off the map.

- What do you mean? How so?
- Wasn't there at Wilma's;

wasn't at Maverick's.

Ghost Trees, Todos-- none
of the places he should've been.

Well, so what?
I mean, he could've sat it out.

No.

Big-wave surfer like that,
a swell that big--

there's no way he stayed home.

He's going out,
hunting down big waves,

and getting photographed--

that's how he makes
his sponsors happy.

He's got a little surf shop
out in the Valley.

I figured I'd go surprise him.

All right, that sounds good.

You know, I can't see him
playing baseball.

Yeah, well, neither could he.

Gotta hand it to
him, though.

Sure found a way to get paid
to do what he loved.

Yeah, we had a couple
of confrontations.

But if I got hurt
or something, you know,

I knew Nathan'd help me out.

I'd do the same thing for him.

Even if you hate
a guy, it's...

you know, it's like a code.

I actually drove
my Ski in one time

to grab him before he got washed
up into the rocks at Maverick's.

That was heavy.

You both almost got clipped.

And where were you
on the 18th--

the day of the big swell?

Ready to kill myself.

Yeah, we tried like hell to
get out to Channel Islands

that day, but, uh,
our engine died.

And, uh, we ended up at Rincon,
of all places, just before dark.

Rincon must've
been crowded.

No, not as bad
as you'd think.

Even a zoo like Rincon,

a triple-overhead swell--
it's gonna thin the herd.

Clench time.

You surf?

Charles, did you
know that a cork

bobbing on the ocean describes
a near-perfect circle

when a wave passes beneath it?

I did know that.

And that same cork

will return to its original
position no matter

how high the wave--
one foot, hundred feet,

because the ocean is merely
the medium.

Waves aren't the result
of moving water,

they're the result of energy
moving through water.

That's that.

So is it also fair to say
that ocean waves

resemble sound waves, light
waves? That's fair, yes.

Sound waves travel
at 761 miles per hour.

- At sea level.
- Light waves travel at...?

186,000 miles per second.

An ocean wave...
near shore...

moves at just about the same
speed as that of a running man.

Put that man on a surfboard,
on a wave,

and he enjoys
the unique experience

of being propelled
by an individual pulse

of wave energy straight
through the universe.

Given our disparate
investigations--

one cosmic,
one criminal--

might it be in our
joint interests

to spend some time among them.

Uh, time among "them"?

Waves.

KEITH:
If someone would just

say something.

I mean, I don't know
what to believe,

what not to believe.

Hey, Keith, uh,
how old was he here?

Sixteen.

(chuckles)

- It's Baja.
- Mm-hmm.

Our last
father-son trip.

It's strange, you know,

the day you realize your son
surfs better than you do.

You're proud, you know,
but, um...

Mm...
it's humiliating.

Yes, I'm very familiar
with that one.

Charlie was only
four years old

when he first embarrassed me
at chess.

Don, 11, when
he first said

that he needed a "real pitcher"
to toss batting practice.

Don-- he reminds me
of Nate.

Focused.

Fearless.

Yeah, well, maybe a little
too fearless.

- You worry about him?
- No.

What's to worry about?

He only gets shot at
once every week.

Our kids...

...they're not supposed to die
before we do.

It happens, you...

you can't help but think,
you know,

if you'd just done one thing
differently,

he'd still be here.

If I had just called him,
you know, maybe...

Keith, Keith,
you can't go down that path.

This, uh, magical
thinking business.

You...

It was a bad guy.

Nathan was killed by a bad guy.

You know that.

Dorsal not ventral.

What are you
talking about?

I'm fairly certain
the zipper goes in back.

Well, whatever, I...

I know it's
irrational, but...

I can't stifle the image
of, like, a gigantic wave

appearing on the horizon
and crushing us both.

Listen, that fear may not
be totally irrational.

I mean, physical events
can occur

which are beyond our current
ability to explain or quantify.

Yeah, your "meaningful
acausal coincidences."

John Eccles wrote of the
"profound and enduring link

"between the dynamics
of consciousness

and the structure
of the cosmos itself."

Right.

So, in other words,
if I think of a gigantic wave,

I may cause
one to come?

Eh, well, something like that.

Well, fortunately,
the waves look small.

Yeah, I suppose all the real
surfers have ventured elsewhere.

It's nicer this way,
isn't it?

Just kind of having the ocean
all to yourself.

Nathan's life revolved
around that idea--

having the waves to himself.

And when the hordes

descended on a favorite
surfing spot--

a place where he had surfed
alone for ages--

he opted to remain.

It's kind of strange, isn't it?

Maybe not so strange.

Turns out, at least

one of Nathan's enemies was the
focus of a DEA investigation

up until
about six months ago.

Drug task force
had Pat Drummond pegged

as the man behind
a major pot-growing

operation up in Humboldt.

Oh, yeah?
What, the Emerald Triangle?

Yeah. Now, they
couldn't bring

the hammer down.

DEA figures he got spooked,

took his cash and opened up
the shop.

Yeah, word is
he traded in

his overalls,
moved into distribution.

COLBY: Yeah, and here's the
kicker--

local dealers have been buzzing
lately about an influx

of high-grade weed
from the Channel Islands.

We know
that it's all over federal land,

but there's no signs it's moved
out to the Channel Islands--

at least not yet.

Yeah, there's nothing
in Nathan's file

about a marijuana farm.

He never said anything to you?

About pot?

Never.

All right.

Drummond.

Hey.

Whoa.

Look what we got here.

Yep, somebody's bagging up
some pot.

Looks pretty small-time.

(clattering)

(tires screeching)

Hey, dude, gnarly wipeout.

You did not just say that.

Selling pot by the baggie?

That's practically legal
in California

You're in it
up to your neck

- and you don't even know it.
- Right.

All it's gonna take
is us finding Drummond

and him
rolling over on you.

Murdering a federal
law enforcement officer

is not practically legal
anywhere.

Pat was getting weed
from the Channel Islands.

I helped him move it.

I don't know nothing
about how Nathan died.

Drummond have a farm out there?

No.

(pounds table)
No, he ripped it off.

- Which island?
- He never said,

I never asked.

Pot farmers, man.

They're not a bunch
of tie-dyed stoners anymore.

They catch
someone messing

with their plants,
you don't find the body.

- Did Drummond kill Nathan?
- I don't know.

He went out there that day,
during the swell,

the day Nathan died.

Got back late in the afternoon,
was all, like, panicked.

Was all, "Let's get out of here,
go to Rincon."

Remote public lands
in Southern California--

that's where most pot in
the state is grown these days.

Couple of years ago,

National Park Services
raided 250 pot farms

on California
parkland alone,

and not all mom-and-pop either.

You got booby
traps, guns...

COLBY:
And very few arrests.

I mean, the main guy'll
generally hire

a bunch of illegals
to do the grunt work,

and then
if the farm gets raided

and the workers get arrested,
he's still protected.

And even if they do bust
the ringleader,

he skirts property-forfeiture
law because he used public lands

- instead of his own backyard.
- But I don't see

anything here saying
it was definitely being grown

on the Channel Islands.

WILSON:
Not yet.

Done some flyovers, but there's
an awful lot of terrain.

Very few roads.

Well, you know,
I've consulted

with Homeland Security
in their attempts

to locate specific plant types

using airborne spectral-
sensing equipment

combined with a cultivation-site
prediction model.

Specific plants.
You mean...

The kind used
to make illegal drugs.

Well, keep working that, and I
guess we should re-interview

some of these people, huh?

You guys want to fight it
out for Melissa Conroy?

DAVID: I always lose
when we do that.

You know?
I think you cheat.

- How do you cheat at roshambo?
- DON: Hold on, hold on.

Let's see. Maybe Charlie...

Well, no, uh,
I wouldn't call it cheating.

But chaos
school advocates

a purely random distribution
of rock, paper, scissor,

while probability analysis

has shown
that a mixed strategy

of preconceived
gambits...

You know what?

(chuckles)

I'm gonna keep my roshambo
strategies to myself,

just in case I have
to throw down

with one of you guys someday.

Did he just say "throw down"?

KEITH:
Marijuana.

O-On the Channel Islands.

Yeah, I mean,
I have to ask.

- Is there a chance...?
- That Nate was involved

- in some pot farm? No, no way.

Don!

Look, I know that you didn't
agree

with some of his choices.

Keith, that's not what this is
about.

He was a priest
when it came to drugs!

You ask anybody
who knew him.

And that's the way I read it,
too, but I have to ask.

I mean, you asked me
to look into this.

You're wasting your time, Don.

That's what you're doing,
you're wasting your time.

Keith, he's trying
to find your son's killer.

He has to look under every rug.

Now, that's what he does.

I'm sorry.

I know, I know.

If someone made

the same accusation
about one of your boys...

Good point.

LARRY:
Huh.

The spectral range of
a marijuana leaf is...

Is often
not that different

than native species
growing nearby,

and that's why it's so hard,

using spectral imaging,
to pinpoint them.

So, deconvolution algorithms?

Yeah,
I combined those

with the hyperspectral
aerial images.

I mean, I was able
to identify several large areas

on that island that might
contain marijuana fields.

That is a lot of land.

I know, I know.

I need a new idea.

Well, I'm thinking maybe
we need to go surfing again.

Did we surf?

'Cause I wouldn't
call it that.

I feel like we kind of
just bobbed in place.

Yeah, I think
maybe we were

more like buoys.

Yeah, like...

like buoys.

Dude.

I thought models didn't need
to have real jobs.

NIKKI: L.A.'s a competitive
market for hotties.

If you stop at your
knees like this,

you'll never get all the way up.

Words to live by.

I'll be
right back.

I already talked
to some FBI guy.

Yeah, he sent us.

Did Nathan ever
mention anything

about a potential
marijuana bust?

Pot?

No.

How often did you visit
the island?

When Nathan first
got the job, a lot--

like, every couple weeks.

Less toward the end.

I'd always hoped
it was a temporary thing,

him living out there.

Turned out he wasn't
going anywhere.

- He have other visitors?
- Not really.

Nathan was the kind
who didn't mind being alone.

Look, I'm sorry.

I don't know anything
about pot farms

or any stuff like that.

I better get back
before they bail.

Sure.

You say anything
about pot farms?

Nope.

Me neither.

INTERVIEWER: This is a painful
question, but it's something

everyone's asked about,
and you and the tour and...

people really want to know
why you dropped off.

NATHAN:
I just lost interest.

INTERVIEWER:
Tahiti, Indo, J-Bay--

I mean, how do you
lose interest in that?

NATHAN:
I mean, the truth is

I just got tired
of surfing for points.

INTERVIEWER: You know, all kinds
of pros these days--

they don't surf contests,
but they still make good money.

Well, really, I got tired
of surfing for the corporations,

like selling their T-shirts
and flip-flops and...

the little watches
with the tide calendars.

The only reason
to turn pro is to...

surf good waves
and get paid for it.

I mean, out here, I get
all the good waves I want.

I get paid to protect
a beautiful, spiritual place.

INTERVIEWER:
You got to be stoked on that.

NATHAN:
Yeah.

INTERVIEWER: There was this
rumor that you had

a fear of big waves.

So how did you overcome
that fear?

NATHAN:
Well, when I was a kid, I was--

I mean, the ocean scared me
to death.

It was my dad
who got me into the water,

taught me how waves work,

how to relax when things go bad.

You just-- you really have
to just go out there and do it.

Be alone and, um,

you make a lot of mistakes,

and those mistakes

are things that you learn--
you learn from that.

That's why someone can't just...

be a good surfer in six months.

But if it weren't
for my old man, I mean,

I'd probably be driving
a bread truck in Wichita.

(interviewer laughing)

CHARLIE:
So, my initial analysis--

a relatively simple filtering
of hyperspectral images--

produced several large
areas on the island

that most likely
contain marijuana farms.

That's still a lot
of ground to cover.

Hence the term "initial."
It occurred to me

that spectral images
are merely an imprint

of electromagnetic waves--

in this case, light
reflecting off of leaves--

and as we know, light
waves work the same

as ocean waves.

And as with all waves,

it's very difficult to detect
a significant pattern--

what surfers like to call
the dominant swell--

amid other swells.

Now, what surf forecasters do
is they use math

to filter out noise
of surface chop from buoy data

to detect
serious ground swells.

In a fundamental way,
it's similar

to how polarized sunglasses
filter out reflected sunlight.

So I applied a
deconvolution operator

to filter out
spectral interference

from other plants known

to grow on
the Channel Islands,

and then created a neural
network algorithm

to learn to recognize
known spectral patterns

based on training sets.

(chuckling):
That was the cool part.

Yeah. Sounds cool.

Anyway, um...

(typing)

There's your marijuana farm.

Five miles from Kraken Cove.

*

*

NIKKI:
Not exactly organic.

Better bag anything that
even looks like evidence.

Already harvested.

You guys, over here.

Kind of looks
like evidence, huh?

NIKKI:
He was shot.

Execution style.

Hmm.

Take a look at this.

Maybe he was planning
on opening up a second store--

Drummond's Surf and Toke, huh?

Looks like
our guy here

was trying to mix
some business with pleasure.

Seems he missed out
on the pleasure part.

Yeah, we'll
turn it over

to the techs-- maybe they'll be
able to tell us something.

Wait a minute.
Maybe it already has.

DAVID:
Ah.

This is a clean-air thing,
I just got certified.

Nope. Nothing
like that.

Did you shape
this board?

Unless some idiot's trying
to sell knockoff Hagens.

That'd be a good way
to go broke.

So, there's a number
on the stringer.

Five, eight, four, three?

5,834th board I shaped.

I'm up over six K now.

Any idea who you made it for?

If it's a custom order,
I'd know for sure.

I keep the dimensions
of all the boards I shape.

In case someone wants you
to replicate their magic board?

Surfing G-man.

So, why does the FBI want

to know
who I shaped a board for?

It's part of a crime scene.

Plus, I figured while

I was down here,
I'd put in an order for a fish.

Maybe a six-oh, six-one.

Yeah, good choice.

Fish are my
specialty.

Yeah, I know.

All right, here we go.

Yeah, 5843. Okay.

Yeah, I remember this guy.
Cameron Wilson.

Made him a
seven-foot pintail.

Park Service ranger?

That's him. Yeah,
said he needed a board

that could handle
some juice.

You know him?

I checked with
the Park Service.

They said
Wilson's gone AWOL.

Hey, I need to point
something out to you guys.

Yeah? What's that?

All right... this is Wilma's
the day that Nathan died.

Yeah, but Nathan
never made it out there.

Right, so I expanded
this animation to include

more of that island
during the swell.

This spot right here

experienced bigger waves
than Wilma's that day.

Nathan had another spot
besides Wilma's.

Right.

I mean, look, you'd have

- to go by here.
- DAVID: Right, okay.

We know that Drummond was out
by that way.

So, maybe Nathan runs
to Drummond.

Drummond hits him in the head,
knocks him out,

drops him in the ocean to drown.

Wilson keeps a sailboat
in Ventura.

Harbor Master checked.
Gone.

Now, he's probably
halfway to Fiji by now.

DON:
I don't know. Look.

I mean, as far as he knows,

we didn't find the farm.

DAVID:
He's in the wind.

He knows we're monitoring
his credit cards.

What, you think he goes back
for the dope, tries to turn it

into cash?

Well, the forecast calls for
another big swell tomorrow.

So, that's the perfect time
for someone familiar

with that spot
to go grab the hidden stash.

DON: I mean, he's spent his
whole life out on these waters.

NIKKI: He'll know where to land.

Somewhere sheltered
from the waves.

CHARLIE: Yeah, you know, and
this wave animation

does more
than show us previous swells.

It shows us what incoming swells
are gonna do.

It's like, for
instance, let's say,

there's a big storm
below New Zealand.

Okay, and it's
headed the right way.

Southern California's
almost guaranteed

to have a major swell
about a week later.

As long as you know
where the wind's blowing,

for how long,
and in what direction--

and that's all readily
available data from satellites--

you should be
able to predict

whether the surf's gonna
to be big or small.

And this is the only place
on that side of the island

that's gonna be protected
from the surf tomorrow.

It's the perfect place
to go ashore.

(engine revving)

Stop!

Cut the engine.

I'm thinking "circumstantial"
probably isn't the right word.

And I'm thinking you didn't need
to blow me off my Ski

with a bean bag round.

We've got your fingerprints
all over the

marijuana operation,
and we have

the bullet that
killed Drummond.

Now how much
you want to bet

it matches one
of the guns on your boat?

Then what do you want
from me then?

Nothing, really.

Now, see, we know
why you killed Drummond,

and we got a pretty good idea
why Drummond killed Nathan.

Maybe I can give you something.

Yeah?

What?

Drummond didn't kill Nate.

Are you confessing to
killing a federal officer?

No. Not me.

Drummond had a partner
out there.

Didn't you guys know that?

Yeah.

Yeah, I think we did.

Nice. Good job.
That was great.

DON:
Melissa?

Sorry. One second.

Can we can make this quick?

I don't know,
Colby, can we?

So, we executed a search warrant
on your apartment.

Forensics found blood specks
on your shoes.

And we're pretty sure
we know whose it is.

Nathan found out

you and Drummond were ripping
off Wilson, is that it?

Now's the time to make
it easier on yourself.

Pat tried to talk him
into a three-way split.

I knew Nathan wouldn't bite.

So, instead,
he arrested you.

Just like that.

Didn't matter how close

we'd been, how much
we'd shared.

He knew how things
were for me.

All the stuff I was doing
to try to get by.

I'm just trying to make

a little cash
without hurting anyone.

Pat saved his life once.

I was his damn girlfriend.

Tell us what happened.

Nathan had his gun on Drummond.

He turned his back to me
to grab the kayak.

Like I didn't matter.

Like I was zero threat.

I mean, the-the paddle
was in my hand.

What did he think
I was gonna do?

Just go off to prison quietly?

(handcuffs rattling)

Next thing I know,

Nathan's facedown in the water.

And Drummond--

he's freaking
like a little bitch.

(handcuffs clicking)

A real good thing you did
for Nathan, huh?

For Keith.

You know, when he quit
baseball for surfing...

I told him he was
making a mistake.

Turns out to be the thing
he loved most.

I got that wrong, huh?

Telling you, Larry,
I got another board in my car

if you want to
give it a shot.

LARRY: Nope. Today I choose to
experience the raw

power of waves,
free of all accoutrements.

Uh, is he about to get naked?

(laughing)

You know,
Timothy Leary said that

surfers represent the pinnacle
of human evolution.

Only a surfer

truly lives in the moment,

riding that ever-moving wave
between past and future.

Dancing with the Universe.

LARRY: Yeah.
Hey, who said that?

Was that Feynman
or Penrose?

I think it was Bodhi.

Bodhisattva.

Patrick Swayze.

Point Break?

The movie?

Colby, what are
you doing? Come on!

CHARLIE:
All right, dudes.

We gonna surf or not?

Show us how it's done, Colb.

INTERVIEWER:
Your worst wipeout.

NATHAN:
That's Jaws.

INTERVIEWER:
I've seen the film.

Seen the footage of that.

NATHAN: Couple years ago, I got
spanked.

I mean, the thing wouldn't
let me up for a long time.

And I'm almost at the surface,

and boom, the second one
just shoves me even deeper.

INTERVIEWER: So, wait, wait--
two-wave hold-down?

Wow!

The second one
won't let me up, either.

And now, I'm... I'm thinking,
you better get up there soon,

'cause the third one...

I mean, I never met anybody
who's lived through three.

So now I'm starting to thrash.

I mean, what
you don't want to do--

panic.

And, uh...

And then I hear my dad's voice,

like, right here, like...

I mean,
like I'm wearing headphones.

"Relax, son.

"Every wave lets you up
eventually.

Only way
to get through it is relax."

Once he said that to me in Baja.

So I relaxed,

it let me up,

I got a breath.

Saved my life.

INTERVIEWER:
Your dad saved your life?

Yup. My dad.