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(airy music and chanting)

- [Reporter] The death toll continues to climb

in the aftermath of the deadly tsunami

triggered by a massive earthquake in the Indian Ocean.

(tense music)

The quake, centered on a previously unrecorded faultline

170 miles off the coast of Thailand

measured 8.9 on the Richter scale.

(computer beeping)

While relief efforts continue,

thousands in Thailand, Sumatra, Indonesia,

Malaysia and along the eastern coasts

of Sri Lanka and India are still missing

and presumed dead.

Stay tuned to All News for further updates.

(tense music)

(knocking)

(speaking in foreign language)

(speaking in foreign language)

(door lock beeping)

(speaking in foreign language)

- Edwin, thank God you're all right.

- I'm fine.

(speaking in foreign language)

- We were worried something had happened to you.

You didn't tell us you were leaving the drilling platform.

We were worried.

- Well I didn't wanna wake anybody.

I caught the early supply helicopter

that came back this morning.

- Miss Brecher will be very happy about that.

- Oh, the equipment has all the required reports.

There's nothing left to file.

My work here is essentially done.

- You'll be heading home then.

- Yes, I have other commitments that I need to take care of.

(computer beeping)

My alarm, didn't wanna miss the flight.

- Edwin?

Oh, I'm so glad I caught you.

I was so afraid you'd get away

before I had a chance to say goodbye.

- Miss Brecher, it has been a pleasure working with you.

And if you require any additional legal services,

you can contact Frank Gurson, my partner

back at the firm.

- Of course.

It is such a long flight back to the United States.

I was thinking that perhaps if you take a warm bath

before you travel, that'll help you a lot.

Mr. Macklin.

- [Macklin] Mhmm?

- Could you pour Edwin a warm bath?

Thank you.

- Miss Brecher, I really don't have time for a bath.

- Now, what we're gonna start doing

is dry drilling and testing on the exploration wells.

And when we do that, we're gonna need

a lot more paperwork.

Because we wanna be compliant, right?

So what I was thinking is you could stay on with us

because you know what all our needs are.

- Well I set it up,

so the company can file those reports directly.

It's much more efficient that way.

- Yes, and that's what I think,

am I correct, you don't have to read them at all then,

is that right?

- Yes, that's right.

- So I'm curious, why did you?

- I was just being thorough.

As I said, everything's in order here, there's no problems.

- Well I know it's in order here,

but our computer log showed that you downloaded

a lot of files from the Thai basin.

And from our interest on the Southern California coastline,

I just,

I just wondered why you felt the need to access those files.

- I wanted to be sure there weren't gonna be

any more problems.

Your own internal investigation suggested that

the rig drilling may have triggered the tsunami wave

that hit Thailand.

- We had no way of knowing that was going to happen.

- Thousands of people died!

- That was an accident.

And accidents will happen.

(ominous music)

- [Edwin] Please, don't, don't, no, no!

(screaming)

(electricity crackling)

- Hmm.

Uh-oh.

Mr. Macklin, looks like you're gonna be taking

a little trip.

(tense music)

(car honking)

(chattering in foreign language)

- Next week?

Yeah, that's what you said two weeks ago

and I'm still waiting on those supplies.

What do I need?

I already told you what I need half a dozen times.

I need antibiotics, I need clean dressing.

I need fresh water.

I need food that isn't covered with mold

and I need the damn military drivers

to stop stealing the stuff off the truck

before it even gets here.

Hello?

Hello?

Ugh, I give up.

(speaking in foreign language)

(speaking in foreign language)

Day 18.

I feel like I made a mistake by coming here.

I thought that I could do something to help.

But it just seems that everything that I do

makes no difference at all.

I don't know how much more of this I can take.

Maybe I'm not as strong as I thought I was.

For me?

(speaking in foreign language)

(phone ringing)

Hello?

Yes, this is Romy Vaster, who's this?

Yes, Edwin Vaster's my brother, why?

(somber piano music)

My brother Edwin was an extraordinary human being.

But then I don't need to tell you all that.

'Cause most of you already know.

Because we've all been along for the ride.

Edwin graduated Harvard law in the top 10 percent

of his class.

He could have had any job that he wanted.

But instead he decided to work for the DA's office.

Because he wanted to make a difference.

And even after that finished,

his partnership with Frank Gurson

held the promise of doing even more.

But to me he'll always be my big brother.

He used to pull on my pigtails

and scare the crap out of me in the tunnels

underneath our house.

And who I love very, very much.

And I just hope that someday

I'll be able to live up to his example

and make a difference in the world.

Frank, I wanna thank you for looking after everything.

- Oh, it's nothing.

I had some friends in the State Department

who owed me a couple favors.

It's the least I could do.

Edwin wasn't just my law partner.

We grew up together, we all did.

If there's anything you need.

- Just you guys.

- Done.

Listen though, there are still a few forms

that you need to sign as next to kin

and I got Charlotte working on them at the office.

I'm gonna go head back to the city anyway,

I'll pick them up and I'll bring them out

to the house, you get it then.

- Thank you.

- You take care of her, Mr. D.

- I certainly will.

I hope you don't mind, miss,

but I've taken the liberty to arrange

a small dinner at the house.

It seemed the right thing to do.

- Of course.

- I thought we'd keep things simple.

Just a few of his close friends.

- What would I do without you, Mr. D?

- I've looked after the Vaster family

since before you were born.

I'm not about to stop now.

I'll meet you in the car.

- So how's the new album coming along?

- The record company heard it,

said it's got a lot of hit potential.

- We saw that old video of yours

on a TV show the other day.

- Hey Romy.

- Hi. - Hey.

- What is it called, honey?

- I don't remember, honey?

- You know that show, the one with like,

- I don't remember, honey.

- [Romy] You guys are coming over to the house, right?

- Where else would we be?

- Thank you.

Be right back.

- I remember, America's Favorite One Hit Wonders.

You were good.

- Hi, Serena.

- Hey.

I don't know what to say.

- You don't have to say anything.

- I'm so sorry I was late.

My sports editor took a flyball to the head

and I had to cover the little league tryouts.

- I heard that you're running the newspaper.

That's great.

- Yeah, the Santa Bodega Sentinel,

all the news that fits.

Their idea of news is brownie recipes

and who had tea with who.

I just can't believe this.

I mean I know I wasn't a part of the family

but Edwin was like a brother to me.

- No, you're Mr. D's niece.

I mean, if you're not an official member

of the Vaster clan by now, I don't know who else is.

- Well it was really nice to see you.

I just wish it was under better circumstances.

- Look, um.

I'll catch up with you in a bit, okay?

- Okay.

(somber music)

Ah, honey.

What am I gonna do without you?

- [Man] I'm so sorry for your loss.

- [Romy] Thank you.

Were you friends with Edwin?

- [Man] Yes.

Being here today,

I wish I would have gotten to know him better.

- I'm sorry.

I'm Romy Vaster.

- I'm Liam Macklin.

I was an associate of your brother's.

And a big admirer of his dedication to his work.

I guess I'm not alone.

He obviously had some wonderful friends.

- My brother touched a lot of lives.

- More than he'll ever know.

- Listen, we're having this thing at the house.

It's just close friends, but,

if you'd like to join us.

- I wouldn't want to impose.

- No, no, it wouldn't be any imposition at all.

It's a bit out of the way, about an hour out of town.

That's the address.

It's the last house with the gate.

You can't miss it.

- Thank you.

I'll see if I can make it.

- Thank you for coming today.

- My pleasure.

- Looks like we're in for some weather.

- Looks like.

(phone ringing)

- Charlotte?

Charlotte?

(phone ringing)

(ominous music)

Charlotte!

Yes?

- [Ms. Brecher] Mr. Gurson?

- Yes, who is this?

- So am I safe in assuming that

Mr. Macklin has been there already?

- What are you talking about?

- Ah, (chuckling)

well, when Mr. Vaster was here when he worked for me,

he accessed some incredibly sensitive documents

and then he sent them to you by email.

Now you know I can't have that kind of information

floating around to the general public.

You understand that.

- Yeah, I don't know what you're talking about.

Edwin didn't send me anything.

- Oh, are you sure, huh?

Cambridge five?

NorthernCal.web?

That's the internet provider for your area, dear.

You and Vaster both went to Harvard

and Harvard's in Cambridge and so naturally

we assumed that he would send the files to you

who is his law partner.

- Well you assumed wrong because

that's not my email address.

All right, I didn't receive any files.

I don't have anything that you want.

- Must have been his friends then, huh?

Maybe a member of his family.

You know I had several very, very talented

computer hackers looking into this.

And they have not been able to find an answer for it.

- She's dead, all right?

You sent somebody here to kill Charlotte

for a goddamn email?

- I did absolutely nothing of the sort.

I sent an employee down to retrieve some files.

(laughing) Of course I have to admit

he does have a habit of taking things into his own hands.

You know, before I met him,

he was convicted for eviscerating a priest

with a boy scout knife.

And he was only 11.

11, can you believe that?

- And where is he, this employee of yours?

- He's probably rounding up Vaster's friends

trying to find who owns the email address, don't you think?

- You have to stop him now, you have to call him off!

- Darling, I have absolutely no control

over any of this.

But you know, my representative is not

an unreasonable man.

I expect if you just sit down with him,

give him what he wants,

then you will be able to prevent the situation

from becoming much more unpleasant

than it already is.

Oh, and a word to the wise, darling,

do not get the police involved, hmm?

In fact I'm really surprised that you're still alive.

He just hates loose ends!

(tense music)

(booming)

Yes!

(somber music)

- I brought this back for Edwin.

He always loved Thailand.

He always wanted one of these.

- I didn't mean to intrude.

Is there anything you need, Miss?

- No, thank you, Mr. D.

Everything's pretty much the way I left it here

a year ago.

- Yes, Master Edwin wants,

wanted your room kept as it was for when you returned.

- He knew I was coming home.

- I believe that's why he started the renovations.

He wanted it to be a home again,

just the way it had been when your parents were alive.

- [Romy] They loved this place.

- Yes they did.

It served me rather well too.

I was at a loss with what to do with myself

after your father and I finished our military service.

So when he very kindly invited me to America

to look after their property and eventually his family,

I daresay it gave back some meaning into my life.

- Oh no, thank you, Mr. D.

I can take care of this.

I had plenty of practice in Thailand.

- It's my pleasure, miss.

The house has felt quite empty with both of you gone.

Serena stays from time to time, but

I may say it's going to be very different around here

without Master Edwin.

- Oh, Mr. D.

It's okay.

I'm gonna miss him too.

He was so strong.

- Indeed he was.

But as your mother used to say,

the only thing stronger than a Vaster man,

- Is a Vaster woman.

Thank you, Mr. D.

- I must confess, I was afraid.

I was afraid when you came back this time that I,

that I wasn't going to be your Mr. D anymore.

I suppose it's only proper for a young lady

like yourself to refer to me simply as William.

- Yeah.

It might be proper.

But some things are sacred, Mr. D.

- I did hope you'd say that.

Now then, I'll see to our guests, shall I?

I expect Master Jordan's glass is already empty.

(phone beeping)

- [Machine] You've reached Frank Gurson.

I can't take your call right now.

Please leave a message.

- [Serena] No, Jordan, I don't understand

what you're saying.

- [Jordan] What I'm saying,

- Shh, Jordan.

(popping)

- I'm saying is,

this whole things smells bad to me.

He's in some third world rat trap.

- Actually, Brazil has the strongest economy

in South America.

- Okay, he's in a first world rat trap

and he's in the bathtub?

PS, in the two years I was his roommate at Harvard,

not once did I ever see him take a bath.

- Thanks.

Well maybe the shower wasn't working.

- Mhmm.

And he wanted to watch a little Telemundo

so he brought the TV set in with him?

I mean, it just doesn't sound like Ed to me.

- He's right.

You know the safety freak Ed was.

He used to make us wear seatbelts

going through the car wash.

There's no way he would have had something

electrical that close to water.

- You know what, guys?

This is seriously in bad taste.

- What if he was murdered?

And it was made to look like an accident?

- God, Jordan, stop it.

- What do you think, Mr. D?

- In regards to?

- Edwin.

It's a little suspicious, don't you think?

- Well I think it's a very difficult time for everyone.

We're all entitled to our opinions.

- Ah, see?

Mr. D agrees with me.

- On the other hand, Master Jordan, shut up.

- [Serena] Is everything okay?

- Yeah, I tried to call Frank

but his phone must be off.

- You know Frank, he's probably stuck in the office

helping some little old lady sue her doctor.

- Yeah, I tried calling his office, but no answer.

- Maybe he's just stuck in traffic or something.

- So Romy, Edwin had big plans for this place.

Are you gonna keep it?

- Chris.

- What?

I just meant I could get her a really good price for it

if she wanted to sell.

- Sell the Vaster ancestral home?

This place is like a museum to our life.

You learned how to swim here, Chris.

- Yeah, I almost drowned.

Till Ed told me how to hold my breath underwater.

- Tara, you walked down those stairs

on your wedding day.

- Tripped on my gown.

Would have broken my neck if Ed hadn't caught me.

- He taught me how to play guitar

in the observatory.

- Yes, how could we ever forget that?

(sighing)

- Memories, huh?

Romy, you're not gonna sell the house, are you?

I mean, Ed wouldn't have wanted that.

- I don't know what I'm gonna do.

I'm just gonna take it one day at a time, you know?

- So, Thailand?

That must have been fun.

- Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention please?

I've known Edwin Vaster ever since he was in diapers.

And I've known most of you just as long as well.

And if I may be prevented to say,

this is the grimmest gathering of your collective company

I have ever had the displeasure of attending.

- Uncle William.

- Not to be rude, Mr. D,

but this isn't exactly the happiest day of our lives.

- Precisely.

And at a day like this, the last thing Edwin Vaster

would want is for his very good friends to be sitting around

this drafty old house feeling sorry for him

or for themselves.

- What are we supposed to do then?

- Celebrate his life!

Honor his memory by doing the one thing

that he loved best.

Texas Hold 'Em!

No limit!

(jazz piano music)

(mumbling)

- [Serena] That's straight!

What you gonna do, Vaster?

- I'm in!

- [Chris] Oh, yeah, I forgot that!

(hooting)

♪ Hey mama ♪

♪ Won't you shake it for me ♪

♪ Hey mama ♪

♪ Won't you shake it for me ♪

♪ You saw the shaking and eve ♪

♪ And now it's quarter to three ♪

♪ I saw you last night ♪

♪ At a line before ♪

♪ Yeah, I saw you last night ♪

♪ And the night before ♪

♪ You're still singing baby ♪

♪ Out there on the floor ♪

♪ You're a boogie woogie mama ♪

♪ Boogie woogie mama ♪

♪ A boogie woogie mama ♪

♪ A boogie woogie mama ♪

♪ You're a boogie woogie mama ♪

♪ And I'm glad you're here to boogie with me ♪

(thunder clapping)

(tense music)

- [Edwin] Frank, I'm leaving.

I'm on the first plane out of here in the morning.

- [Frank] Edwin, you can't just walk away from a project.

You'll ruin our reputation.

- [Edwin] Listen to me.

You have no idea what kind of people we're dealing with.

This woman, Brecher, she's involved in a coverup.

They've been doing unregulated offshore drilling.

I think it might have something to do

with triggering the seismic events in the region.

Maybe even the tsunami.

- [Frank] I don't want to hear about it, okay?

You're not there to save the world,

you're there to do a job.

Now please, just finish it and we'll talk about this

when you get home.

- I don't get what the big deal was.

All I sad was she could make some serious money

if she sold this house.

- The big deal is that you don't discuss business

with somebody whose brother just died.

It makes you look desperate.

- Have you seen our credit card bills this month?

- That's not the point.

- Maybe I should just leave you two lovebirds alone, huh?

- Are you gonna ask him or will I?

- [Jordan] Ask him what?

- God, all right.

I can't believe I'm doing this.

Jordie, you know business has been pretty bad lately.

The whole real estate market's been in a slump.

- Whoah, whoah, whoah, whoah.

If this is gonna be about money,

you don't even have to ask.

- (laughing) Really, that's great, because,

- The answer is no.

- Oh.

- Jordan, we're not asking for a handout.

We're asking for a loan with interest.

- Yeah see, I have a rule about lending money to friends.

Even good ones.

Don't.

- Thanks anyway.

It'll be okay.

Everything's gonna be okay.

- What you need is a setup like Serena's had

all these years.

Everything's taken care of.

Never had to worry about money her whole life.

The only reason why she's working at that crap newspaper

is 'cause she gotta keep an eye on Mr. D

and make sure he doesn't fall down and break a hip.

When we all shipped off to Harvard,

they didn't want Serena to feel left out.

So Romy's dad faked the whole scholarship thing.

Paid the whole ticket.

- I just came down to say goodbye.

I'm gonna head back into town.

I need to work on tomorrow's edition of the crap Gazette.

- Serena, wait!

I'm sorry, I'm drunk.

And I'm a jerk when I'm drunk.

Even when I'm not drunk, I'm still a jerk.

- Don't be sorry, Jordan.

Everything you said was true.

- Jordan.

I love you.

Sometimes, I really don't like you.

You're not really gonna go.

- I am if I can find my keys.

- Look outside.

The road's probably flooded by now.

- I'll take it slow, don't worry.

- You know how Jordan gets when he drinks.

Nobody's listened to him anyway

since his last hit record.

That was like five years ago.

Is that a smile?

- Yeah, I knew about the scholarship anyway.

Uncle William told me years ago.

It's not that.

It's not even Jordan.

It's just, I don't know,

seeing everybody again reminded me

how things used to be.

All the good times we had in this house.

Meanwhile you guys are all out there

doing big things in the world

and I'm back here writing about bake sales.

- I like bake sales.

- I know, it's just,

I don't know if this is where I belong

or if this is just what I've gotten used to.

(thunder rumbling)

Wow, you're good.

- Lines must have gone down.

We're always the first to lose power up here.

Mr. D, Mr. D!

I'm gonna go and see where he is.

Wanna light some candles?

- Sure.

Might as well just light a match at Jordan's breath.

I think that would light up the whole house.

- Hello?

(tense music)

- [Serena] Uncle William?

Uncle William?

- Okay, see if I can remember how to do this.

Directions, directions, directions.

Okay.

Wear safety glasses and ear protectors.

- Miss Romy, you shouldn't be out here.

You'll catch your death.

- Please Mr. D, this place has nothing on Thailand.

The lines must have gone down from the rain.

- You go back to the house and I'll take care of this.

Get out of those wet clothes.

You hear me?

- Yes sir.

- Up you go!

- [Tara] This is ridiculous, I can't see a thing.

- [Jordan] Well, you'd rather be out in that storm instead?

- [Chris] Just a little further.

- [Tara] We should have just stayed back in the hot tub

and waited for someone to come get us.

- [Jordan] Forget that.

We're out of scotch anyways.

- [Chris] Yeah, my fingers are all pruny.

- [Jordan] Hey, someone's coming.

- [Tara] Oh, Romy?

Mr. D?

- Hello?

Mr. D!

Romy!

Can anybody hear me?

(rain pattering)

(mechanism clicking)

(tense music)

- [Tara] Babe, is the butter outside already?

- Yeah, yeah I got it outside.

It's good.

Hey, Frank.

- Hey.

- Hey, what took you so long?

You missed the poker game.

- You're all here.

- Edwin always said the best parties end up

in the kitchen, huh?

- Yeah.

- Hey, what happened to your head?

- I was just at the office moving some filing boxes

and the shelf, they fell down.

- Well I hope you're in good enough shape

to help set the table.

- Yeah, of course.

- [Chris] We got a surprise for you, Frank.

A friend of yours is here.

He scared the crap out of Serena

trying to find the front door to this place.

You come all the way from Brazil, right?

- Ah, let there be light.

- Frank!

Good to see you.

- Hey.

- Well, that took a little more effort than I thought.

It seems the power line, good evening.

- Hello.

- Mr. D, this is Liam Macklin,

a friend of Edwin and Frank's.

- Oh, I'm afraid that's a little presumptuous on my part.

We worked together on a Brazil project,

one that Frank's firm had set up for us.

- William Dutton, the Vaster family houseman.

Pleasure to meet you, sir.

- Edwin's passing was such a great shock

to all of us.

I thought it was right that I come and pay my respects

on behalf of the company.

- Well.

A very gracious gesture, Mr. Macklin.

- Oh, please, Liam.

I certainly didn't mean to barge in here like this

but when I talked to Edwin's sister earlier today

she invited me up here to meet you all.

I would think that Edwin would like us all

to get to know each other.

- Well the only way that I know how to do that

is to have a drink.

What'll it be, Liam?

- Just a glass of chardonnay is fine.

- Chardonnay.

- So Mr. D, what's up with the power?

- Well, it seems that the lines

are definitely down somewhere.

Fortunately, the generator has enough petrol

to keep us going for quite a while.

- You carry your own corkscrew?

That's a sign of a true wine aficionado.

- A sign of a true drunk.

- Nice, huh?

These are my friends.

Yeah I've had a few chardonnays, what of it?

- Thanks.

So then, to friends.

To Edwin.

(light music)

- [Macklin] I guess we should have waited for Romy.

Where is she?

- [Mr. D] Romy had to go back to town.

- [Macklin] Really, in this weather?

- [Mr. D] Yes, it seems she lost a bag in transit

and she needed a few things.

- [Liam] Well I hope you won't mind

if I wait for her.

It seems that earlier today when we met

I was a bit emotional and I didn't offer

proper condolences from the company.

- Well, she may be quite a while.

The weather's quite bad out there and

the roads can be rather dreadful.

- Yeah, cop a squat, Liam.

There's plenty of food.

And besides, we're all sick of looking

at each other, right guys?

- If you're sure it wouldn't be an intrusion

and last thing I would wanna do

is to cause you any more grief.

- Not at all, we'll just set another place at the table.

Frank, can you give me a hand in the kitchen?

- I'll help.

- [Frank] We got it, I got it.

- So, Liam.

Ever consider investing in real estate?

- Who is that?

- Oh he's just a,

a guy that works for the company in Brazil.

- You've never been able to tell a lie, Frank,

not even as a child.

I want the truth now.

Who's that sitting in our table?

- I've never seen that guy before in my life.

- And why did he cut off the power to the house?

- What?

- Cut the lines clean through.

He also sabotaged the generator

but I was able to repair that.

What does he want from us?

- Listen, there's a file that's part of an email

that Edwin apparently sent to one of us

when he was working offshore.

He must have broken into their secure hard drive

and stolen whatever it is,

they sent Macklin to get it back.

- Well this is just, this is ridiculous.

We just tell him we don't have it

and send him on his way.

- We can't.

He killed Charlotte.

He blew up my goddamn office.

I think he murdered Edwin.

- Excellent Chardonnay.

Anything I can do to help in here?

- No, no, I was just going to phone Romy

and let her know you're here.

- Oh, that's very thoughtful of you, thank you.

Although with the storm, I'd be surprised

if the phones are still working.

Is that roast beef?

- Yes.

It was Master Edwin's favorite.

- Mine too.

Do you mind?

Now that is a beautiful piece of meat.

You know there are only two ways to carve a roast.

One way, you make a deliberate, direct cut.

Right in there.

Get what you want and take it out.

Clean and simple.

The other way,

the more primitive way I think is to

hack, slash and hack until you get every ounce of meat

off the bone.

Then you just pick what you want out of the pile.

Messy, but still quite effective.

- Look, I don't know what it is

that you're looking for, Macklin,

but we don't have it.

- Frank!

- [Frank] So I suggest you just head on back down to Brazil

and you tell your Miss Brecher.

- If you don't know what I want,

how do you know it isn't here?

Please, Mr. Gurson.

Let's try to keep this thing professional, shall we?

Now, you know why I'm here.

The email address in question is Cambridge5@NorthernCal.web.

I simply wanna know who has it.

- I swear to you, I've never heard that email address

in my life.

- I have no idea.

The world of email is a bit of a mystery to me.

- Last time I checked, Harvard was located

in Cambridge, Massachusetts.

Alma Mater of Edwin Vaster and five of his closest friends.

Now, I can slice this roast neatly or

I can make a mess.

It's up to you.

- Sounds to me like another case of Jordan sings the hits.

- So what are you blaming me for,

because I didn't say anything.

Yes you did.

You've been mouthing off about everybody all afternoon.

No wonder Romy left.

- Why don't we call her, Jordan?

Apologize for whatever it is you said.

- You call her.

- I would suggest that we leave Miss Romy alone for a while.

She's had a long trip and it's her first chance

to gather her thoughts.

We can save a plate of leftovers for her

when she returns.

- [Jordan] Like there's gonna be any leftovers, Mr. D.

- Ladies first of course.

- [Tara] Oh at last, a real gentleman in here.

Other than you, Mr. D.

- [Chris] Smells great.

- Mm, that's the one thing I miss most

about being in Brazil.

Good old fashioned American cooking.

- [Serena] So, Mr. Macklin.

- Ah, Liam.

- What were you working on in Brazil with Edwin?

- Nothing that exciting really.

Oil exploration, offshore drilling rights,

that sort of thing.

Frank can set up the structure here

and Edwin was helping us with the paperwork down there.

(chuckling)

Why, is that funny?

- Edwin was an environmentalist.

I did a piece on him for the paper last year.

He was on the board of directors of two

international direct action groups.

One of which was global warming

and the other one specifically to stop offshore drilling.

The only way he'd be involved in what you're talking about

is if you held a gun to his head.

- Well.

People can change, can't they?

Maybe that's what happened to him.

- You don't know Edwin that well at all then, do you?

- Electric cars.

That's the way of the future.

No more depending on foreign oil.

I'm moving all my assets out of real estate and then,

- Assets?

What assets?

- I've got assets.

- Yeah, me.

Are you married, Mr. Macklin?

- No, actually, I'm not.

- Hmm.

- Why do you have to be like that?

- Like what?

- Speaking of Brazil,

we had a funny thing happen down there.

We had some documents that accidentally got deleted

from our files.

Nothing of any real value, but,

we need them to finish the filing with the government.

The files were encrypted in code so no use to anyone

but you know governments, they need their paperwork.

Anyway, Edwin had mentioned that he emailed those files

to a friend back here in the States.

Anybody at this table get that email?

- Why would Edwin send us paperwork

on some job he was doing?

- I don't know, he mentioned something that he wanted

to stay in touch, let you know what he was up to.

Anyway, the email address was right here in town.

Cambridge5@NorthernCal.web.

Ring any bells with anybody?

- Not mine.

- No.

- Maybe it was an email address that you had forgotten,

something that you don't check very often?

- I don't think so.

- Well, I mean he must have sent it to somebody here, think!

- Liam, give it a rest, huh?

No one got the email.

Can you pass the wine, please?

Thank you.

- Well I was just asking a simple question.

There's no need to be rude.

- He's right Jordan, please.

- Frank, I get it, all right.

He's your client.

But Edwin isn't even cold yet.

And you're asking about his email account?

Show some respect.

- Master Jordan, I think you've had about enough to drink.

- Ah, that's all right.

Maybe I overstepped my bounds here.

I was just trying to get some cooperation

before things become unpleasant.

- Unpleasant, what is that, a threat?

- Jordan, calm down.

- Are you threatening us, huh?

You bean counter or whatever it is

that you actually are?

Why don't we go outside, I'll teach you something!

(screaming)

- [Liam] Sit down.

- [Jordan] Ah, my hand!

- Everybody sit down.

(ominous music)

I asked you to sit down, sit down now.

- [Jordan] Oh, my hand!

That's my guitar hand!

- What the hell is wrong with you?

(Jordan groaning)

- Listen, you just leave them alone.

- Well, Frank, you know I can't do that.

Which one of you has my email?

(ominous music)

(beeping)

- Come on.

Come on.

- How much money do you want to let us go?

- There's an old expression.

It's unlucky to make a deal with the devil.

- Don't flatter yourself.

Are you gonna kill us?

- He can't.

Finding the email address is only part of the equation.

He's going to need a password.

And he won't be able to get it from a corpse.

He needs us alive.

- Not all of you.

I only need them.

You're the hired help.

But if I don't start getting

a little cooperation around here,

- It's me.

I'm Cambridge5.

Leave him alone, let them go,

I'll give you the password.

- Now that wasn't so hard, was it?

- He's lying.

It's me.

I'm Cambridge5, Edwin sent the email to me.

- Chris, no.

It came to me.

My email address is Cambridge5.

- Me too, he sent me the file last week.

- The Spartacus routine.

Please.

Cellphones.

Judging how self absorbed you people are,

I bet you can't last five minutes

without checking your emails.

Give them to me.

(tense music)

(computer beeping)

- [Operator] 911, what's your emergency?

- There's a man in my house and he's got a gun

and he's gonna kill my friends.

I need the police.

- [Operator] I'm sorry Miss, I can't hear you.

Are you in danger?

- [Romy] Yes, I'm in danger, I need the police now.

- [Operator] What's your name?

- Romy, Romy Vaster.

- What is your phone bill like?

- Got a lot of irons in the fire.

I need my phones.

- All right.

Turn them all on.

You too, Jeeves.

- I'm a bit of of a leadhead, I'm afraid.

I don't have a cellular phone.

I don't even use a computer.

- Is that it?

What about you?

- I don't have one.

- You think I'm an idiot?

You work for a newspaper, you don't have a cellphone?

- It's a very small paper.

- All right.

We're going to clear this thing up once and for all.

Hello, Cambridge5.

Now one of you will be receiving an email.

And we'll know exactly which one of you has been lying.

(tense music)

Come on.

Nothing?

Well then I guess we know who's been lying all along!

(gun firing)

- [Tara] Frank!

- Ah.

Everybody wants to be a hero.

Not a smart move.

- [Tara] Why are you doing this to us?

- Shut your bitch up, will you?

You should be thankful I didn't put a bullet in your head

for ruining a 5,000 dollar suit.

- [Operator] Romy, are you still on the line?

- Oh god.

He just shot, he just killed my friend.

He just killed Frank.

- [Operator] All right, now listen to me, Romy.

Stay calm, stay calm.

- Now, just so there's no misunderstanding around here,

you butler.

Is there any rope around this house?

- I have no idea.

- Well, when you find some.

Tie everyone up, anyone with a loose knot dies, now.

- [Romy] Is police on the way?

- [Operator] They've been called.

Officers are coming but the roads in your area

are flooded from the storm.

You live on Bay Road, right?

- Yes, at the end.

- [Operator] Apparently that road is washed out

a mile from where you are.

The police cruisers can't reach you yet.

- [Romy] What?!

- We'll dispatch a car to you as soon as the storm

lets up a little.

- When?

- [Operator] Shouldn't be much longer,

are you in a safe place?

- What?

- [Operator] Does the intruder know where you are?

- No, I don't think so.

- [Operator] It's all right, Miss.

Stay on the line with me.

I need you to stay on the line and stay with me.

- What about the others?

- [Operator] The police will be there soon.

Stay out of sight.

The important thing right now

is for you to stay safe.

- I'm coming after you when this is over, Liam.

- I'll be sure to leave a forwarding address.

Nice work.

You're next.

I'll do the honors.

How's that feel, huh?

All warm and tingly inside?

- Go to hell.

- Whoah.

What do we have here, huh?

Cambridge5?

Hmm.

- [Serena] Told you it wasn't me.

- But you have been receiving messages.

Let's take a look at them.

Where are you?

It's like a whole new language isn't it?

LOL.

Here's one that came in five minutes ago.

Upstairs.

Mr. D said danger.

That's you.

Mr. D for danger.

Now just where are these messages coming from on high?

Maybe Romy didn't go into town after all.

Come with me.

If I hear so much as a breath out of any of you,

he's Mr. D for dead.

(light music)

- You're doing all this for a computer file?

- No, I'm doing all this for a quarter of a billion dollars

in oil treaties.

Something I doubt people like you would understand.

- People like me?

- The hired help.

Do you ever get tired of people

telling you what to do?

- Do you?

- Move.

(grunting)

- These chairs have been here since we were kids.

The wood's probably half rotted by now.

- Chris, don't be stupid.

He told us not to move.

- You know what, Tara, instead of dumping

on your husband all the time,

you should do something to help yourself for a change.

- Oh, you want him to come down and kill us?

- Well I got news for you, he's gonna kill us anyway.

- You're gonna call her.

One wrong word and you watch her die.

- Romy?

(thunder clapping)

- Tell her I'm gone.

Tell her or you're all dead.

- Romy?

- [Romy] Mr. Dutton?

- It's all right.

He's gone, he left.

- [Romy] I hurt myself trying to get out the window.

- Romy?

- [Romy] I feel like I made a mistake by coming here.

I thought that I could do something to help

but it just seems that everything I do

makes no difference at all.

I don't know how much more of this I can take.

Maybe I'm not as strong as I thought I was.

- You're so dead.

(bashing)

- Well let's just see who you really are now,

shall we, Mr. Macklin?

No wallet, no ID.

Miss, I'm gonna need some of that rope.

- It's okay, it's okay.

Oh god.

Frank.

- [Serena] What happened up there?

Where's Uncle William?

- He's okay, he's got the gun.

- What happened to Macklin, did you kill him?

- No, but he's gonna have one hell of a headache

when he wakes up.

Here, take this upstairs.

Help Mr. D tie him up.

- Hand.

- Oh god, Jordan for once, just think of someone

other than yourself.

- I'm just saying.

- Jordan, just go.

Tara, you see, it's gonna be okay.

- No it's not.

You always say that.

You always say it's gonna be okay and it's not.

Frank's dead, Edwin's dead.

How is it gonna be okay?

How is anything gonna be okay

for any of us after this?

- Honey!

- Come on, come on.

Police are on their way.

The road's washed out but they're sending in a helicopter.

Are you sure you're okay?

- Yes okay, you know what, I'm fine.

I'm fine, it's just.

When he went up there looking for you,

I don't wanna lose you.

- There, that should hold him.

- Where exactly did you learn how to do this?

- Oh you know Master Jordan,

one picks things up here and there.

Now let's have a look at that hand, shall we?

- Who is this guy?

- I'm sure I have no idea.

It's a matter for the authorities now

so you let them take care of it.

- Oh, a bit of plaster and you should be back

playing that wretched guitar of yours in no time.

- I don't think so.

They hated my new album.

Record company dropped me three months ago.

They said I don't fit into their sales demographic anymore.

- Times do change.

- Until you change, don't tell anybody.

Trust fund's long gone and

I had to file for bankruptcy last week.

I couldn't even afford to buy flowers

for Edwin, Mr. D.

- Master Edwin wasn't here to perform flowers anyway.

Ah.

Let's take him to the police, come on.

(somber music)

Mr. Macklin shouldn't give us any more trouble

for a while miss.

At least not until the police get here

then he's their problem.

- Are you all right, Uncle William?

- Of course, dear.

I've dealt with his type before.

Common street thugs in expensive clothes.

They don't usually make it past the gates.

- What about this Cambridge5 address?

It's not mine.

What about you guys?

- He's the psychopath.

I mean he could have made the whole thing up.

- Not all of it.

Frank's dead.

- Well I'd best to see to repairing the electrical cables.

Generator's not gonna last all night.

- I thought the lines were down.

- That's what our Mr. Macklin would have us believe.

I felt it was a good idea to allow him that.

You remember how to use this?

- Only on tin cans in the backyard.

- Well they say it's like riding a bicycle.

- We'll be fine.

- It's important to humor your elders, Miss Romy.

- Thank you.

- Good, now, not to worry.

Back in a minute.

- Hang on, Mr. D.

I'll give you a hand.

- How much longer before the police get here do you think?

- An hour, two?

- This Cambridge5 thing keeps sticking in my head.

There's something.

The name sounds familiar.

Do you have any idea what Macklin was talking about,

what was in these files?

- I don't know.

Something that Edwin and Frank were into.

Obviously something illegal.

- Romy, come on.

You knew your brother better than anyone.

Do you really think he'd be involved

with somebody like Macklin?

- I don't know.

I mean maybe I wasn't seeing things clearly.

Maybe I was just seeing what I wanted to see.

My brother, the hero.

- Hell of a homecoming.

(somber music)

- All right, let's have a look here.

He did quite a number on this.

Well I think I could bypass the mainline

and reroute the system.

I'll need a wire stripper from that toolbox.

- Oh, just use my knife.

Where is my knife?

(water streaming)

- I knew there was something about this.

I did a piece on homeland security last year.

Part of it was about famous fives throughout history.

Look at this.

Five Cambridge University Students

worked undercover for the Soviet Union

during the cold war.

Four of them got caught but the fifth one,

the youngest one got away.

- [Romy] The Cambridge Five?

- It was a great piece.

Didn't make it to the paper though.

Got upped by a story on a churchyard sale.

- Yeah, but what does that have to do with us or Edwin?

- I don't know.

You'll have to ask Liam Macklin

or whoever he is.

- Honey ,wait.

It's not safe out there.

- Sure as hell safer than it is in here.

- Tara, what are you doing?

- You told me to stop whining and start doing something.

So this is me doing something, I'm leaving.

- [Romy] Didn't you hear what I said?

The road's flooded.

- Are you coming with me or not?

Fine.

I got the keys anyway.

- Tara!

- Tara, come on.

Tara, please, you're being ridiculous.

- Maybe.

But it's better than ending up like Frank.

- We can't just let them go.

- You wanna stop them?

Go ahead, I've had enough for tonight.

(kettle whistling)

(car ignition firing)

- Come on you stupid thing, come on!

- [Chris] You're flooding it, honey.

- [Tara] I can't go back in that house.

- Well, that's got it.

We'd best get back inside.

The police are likely gonna want a statement from everyone.

- And where exactly did you learn how to do that?

- Well as I told you, one picks things up.

- Here and there, right?

Mr. D?

Mr. D?

Mr. D?

(slamming)

- Yes, I understand that officer.

And I appreciate the fact that the road is washed out.

But we have a man here who's dead

and the guy who killed him is tied up in my bathroom.

So what do you expect me to do here,

just wait all night for you guys?

- [Cop] Ma'am we'll be there as soon as we possibly can.

- Okay, thank you, please hurry.

Oh god.

Everything is the same everywhere.

(slamming from distance)

Serena!

- [Reporter] And with the storm front

forecast to continue to move through our area,

we can expect another two to three inches of rainfall,

- Serena!

- Don't turn the key until I say so.

- [Tara] Okay.

- Okay, try it!

(ignition firing)

(tense music)

Again!

(ignition firing)

(suspenseful music)

(ominous music)

- Serena, Serena!

- All right!

All right, stop!

Stop, you're just gonna kill the battery.

- What's wrong with it?

- I don't know.

Let's just leave it here.

We'll call a cab, it'll be okay.

- Chris!

(bashing)

No!

- I'm only gonna ask this one time.

- Stop, please!

- Are you Cambridge5?

- I don't know what you're talking about!

(gun firing)

(screaming)

- Yes, or no?

Yes, or no?

- No!

- [Tara] Let's go.

- Mr. D, he got out.

He's outside or something.

Mr. D!

- [Reporter] Well folks, the storm front

seems to have passed through the area.

But with most of the major routes

in and out of the city affected by the rains,

authorities are asking the public to stay,

- Hey it stopped raining, Rom?

The rain stopped, maybe the police can get through.

(ominous music)

- Mr. D.

(mumbling)

- What, I can't hear you.

- The crow's nest.

- Why?

- I love Ed Ro.

- I know.

I love you too, Mr. D.

- I love Ed Ro.

(beeping)

- Attention Cambridge Shoppers.

Tonight we have a special.

Go ahead, tell her.

- Romy, don't!

- Now since no one else has stepped up

with the email address, I assume

that you are the proud owner of Cambridge5.

So I wanna see you.

Right down here in person,

you with your password or she dies.

- Fast enough, you son of a bitch?

(laughing)

- Miss Vaster, language.

There are ladies present.

- Don't move!

Get your hand out of there!

- Or?

If you're gonna play cops and robbers,

you gotta bring your own toys.

(bashing)

(tense music)

- [Machine] Mail call.

Mail call.

(beeping) Mail call.

(beeping) Mail call.

(beeping) Mail call.

(beeping) Mail call.

- Mr. D.

(panting)

- Uncle William.

(tense music)

(thunder rumbling)

- [Man] They're coming to get you Barbara.

- Stop it, you're ignorant.

- They're coming for you, Barbara.

- [Barbara] Stop it, you're acting like a child.

- They're coming for you.

Look, there comes one of them now.

- [Barbara] He'll hear you.

- Here he comes now.

I'm getting out of here!

- [Barbara] John!

- Here, you gotta come.

- Oh, no!

- [Machine] (beeping) Mail call.

(beeping) Mail call.

- Cambridge spies.

- [Machine] (beeping) Mail call.

(beeping) Mail call.

(beeping) Mail call.

- Enter name.

Cambridge5@northerncal.web.

(tense music)

- I love Ed Ro.

- I love Ed Ro.

(beeping)

(ominous music and zombie groaning)

- Chris and I used to smoke joints down here all the time.

I know every secret door in the place.

- Jordan, Uncle William.

- I don't know, he was in front of me, I lost him.

- He's dead.

- God, Mr. D.

Okay, let's get the hell out of here, all right?

The cops have got to be here by now.

- What about Romy?

- She knows this place like the back of her head.

She's probably waiting for us outside somewhere.

- Mr. D, here are the two reports I told you about.

The first proves a causal link between Nortac drilling

in the Indian Ocean

and the resulting sea floor collapse

that triggered the tsunami wave that struck Thailand

earlier this year.

(tense music)

(phone beeping)

The second is an independent engineering report

that shows the same geological conditions

along the pacific plate off the California coast

where Nortac is scheduled to bring its newest

drilling platform online within the next six months.

I believe the same disaster will happen there

if they do.

Both documents are encrypted as we discussed.

- I love Ed Ro.

(beeping)

(keys clacking)

(tense music)

(sighing)

Of course.

Serena.

(computer beeping)

(computer beeping)

(computer beeping)

(scraping)

(gun cocking)

(ominous music)

(computer beeping)

(gun cocking)

- Copies.

(suspenseful music)

- Romy!

He tried to kill us.

- He shot me.

We couldn't get really far.

- I tried to get him over the gate.

But he couldn't make it, I'm not leaving him.

- All right, the police.

You guys just stay here, stay out of sight.

I'm gonna get to the front gate,

make sure they can get in.

- Be careful!

(tense music)

- This place is like a maze.

Do you know they have tunnels going underneath the ground?

So you can go anywhere?

It's incredible when you have more money than sense,

the things you can do.

- My brother wanted to make a difference.

- Well, I guess he did then, huh?

He got several of his best friends killed

all in the name of a few thousand soggy tourists

and some beach bums.

You come any closer, she's dead.

I can make this quick with one bullet.

Or I can make it very slow with many.

It's up to you.

Hmm?

Smart.

(gun firing)

(splashing)

(zapping)

(screaming)

(tense music)

(light music)

- [Romy] It's funny.

After everything that's happened,

after everything we've been through.

I still have days where I feel like

I've made a mistake by coming here.

Part of it I guess,

is realizing that I don't need to be 10,000 miles from home

to really be doing something with my life,

to really be making a difference.

And it still feels like no matter what I do

it's never gonna be enough to really change the world.

And bad things are always gonna happen.

And bad people are gonna keep on doing them.

But the truth is,

this time, it is different.

This time, it's not just me who has to be the strong one.

And it sure makes the heavy lifting easier

when you've got somebody around to share the load.

To be sure, my brother Edwin

is a pretty hard act to follow.

He set the bar so high

that sometimes it feels as if the only way to get over it

is by standing on the shoulders of my friends.

So, I guess it's lucky for me that

my friends are as strong as I am.

Maybe stronger.

And we all wanna make a difference.

(tense music)