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JAKE: There are three million species of animals

living in the tropical rain forests,

and one of them, the red fire ant,

lives underground, under constant threat

of annihilation from flash floods.

Nature doesn't care.

If a species wants to survive,

it has to prove it deserves to.

When the floods come,

the fire ants hold on to each other,

creating a living raft that can float until the water recedes.

Months, if necessary.

(animal bleats)

So how does a species

figure something like that out?

Instinct?

Trial and error?

Was there one fire ant who was being swept away

by the rushing water...

and grabbed on to another ant,

only to find that together they could float?

What if you were the one who knew what needed to be done...

...but you had no words?

How do you make the others understand?

How do you call for help?

(cellphone beeping)

(sighs) "Board & Care."

Hello?

(static crackling over line)

Hello?

Jake?

(static continues) Jake, is that you?

(whispers): Damn it!

CLEA: Mr. Bohm?

- Is everything okay? - He called me.

- Who? - Jake. I need to check on him.

The kids are still asleep; are you sure it was Jake?

Well, someone called me from this number,

and when I answered they didn't say anything--

- sounds a lot like Jake to me. - Look, there's no denying

there's something amazing going on with your son...

He's communicating with me-- you saw it

- with your own eyes. - You're right,

I did-- but we have to keep

our feet on the ground here.

You can't come running in at all hours,

- saying Jake sent you a message. - I know it was him.

Maybe so, but while he's being evaluated by Social Services...

He doesn't need to be evaluated anymore.

I'm his father; he's communicating with me.

Through numbers. Do you know how that sounds

- to anyone but you or me? (sighs) - I don't care.

Look, the State has a lot of power.

I've seen them step in, and I don't want that to happen with Jake.

So we just need to be careful.

Fine.

May I please see my son now?

Of course.

Thank you.

Try not to wake him up.

(sighs)

He's not here.

Jake!

Jake!

Jake?

MARTIN (in distance): Jake?

Jake?

Jake...

Are you all right?

Sweetheart, did you try and call me?

"3287."

MARTIN: 3287.

- Is that it? - You can't keep jumping every time

you think you hear him calling; it'll drive you crazy.

He's trying to communicate with me,

can't you see that?

CLEA: I need to take him

back to his room.

Jake...

(sotto voce): "3287."

3287.

What the hell does that mean?

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ARTHUR: 3287.

What does it mean?

Well, according to Jake's caseworker,

the number isn't what's significant,

it's the fact that I keep chasing them down.

Yeah, you have no choice.

(exhales)

So that's it? From here on in,

my life is just gonna be running down random numbers for Jake?

- No, they're not random. - Well, if I ignored the numbers?

- Can I ignore the numbers? - You can do

whatever you want.

But it seems pretty clear that bad things will happen,

not to mention what it does to Jake.

Jake's pain.

Those numbers point to a disorder in the universe.

Jake feels the pain of people attached to those numbers.

And until things get right, he suffers.

So I can ignore the numbers, but my son will be in pain.

That's not a choice.

Child Services

is doing an assessment on Jake.

They're doing one on me, too.

If I keep chasing down these numbers,

they're gonna take him away from me.

Maybe I should go check it out.

No, no, please. Thank you.

They think I'm crazy enough.

I... I'd be...

I'm sorry, I just mean that I think I should fly under the radar.

You need to keep your eyes open.

Your son has a higher purpose,

and believe me, you won't be

the only one who notices it.

"3287."

(sighs)

How did it go, Grace?

I hope to get a job, Baruti.

I think you will.

I only wish I could say the same for your friend, Sauda.

Grace.

With or without Sauda,

you must go

to the city and start your life.

(gasps)

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I'll just grab the cards, and I'll be right there, Jake.

EMCEE (on TV): We are only minutes away from the Worldwide Dance Battle!

People from all over the world will be competing, watching

and voting online in real time! Think you got

what it takes? Get online and get in the queue.

And remember, it's not just about the moves--

the audience chooses the winner.

Hey, red dress.

Oh, um, why'd you call me that?

- You're wearing a red dress. - It's weird, huh?

- I'm the only one in a dress. - Ticket?

Um, I should've worn shorts.

- Have a great time. - Can I ask you a question?

- Is it about the dress? - No.

Um, I'm supposed to meet someone outside of a tent

where they're holding a dance competition.

It's down the hill, to the right,

very last tent.

(exhales): Thank you.

Hey.

You look great.

Hope it works out.

So do I.

(sighs)

MARTIN: Watch out!

Call 911.

Call 911!

You've been hit by a car.

Please just stay still.

I'm a nurse; I can help.

Hey.

Hey!

You stay with her.

(lively chatter)

EMCEE: And now, live, what you've all been waiting for.

Ready to take on all challengers,

defending his world title for the third time...

the Beastmaster!

(wild cheering) (lively dance music playing)

♪ Check it out! Check it out! ♪

♪ Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, yeah ♪

♪ Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, yeah ♪

♪ Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, yeah ♪

♪ Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, do it, yeah ♪

♪ Let's do the wiggle, now ♪

♪ A little wiggle, now ♪

(cheering, shouting)

♪ ♪

♪ I work out! ♪

♪ ♪

(cheering, shouting)

♪ ♪

♪ I'm sexy and I know it. ♪

(song ends) (wild cheering)

GRACE (calls): Sauda?

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(groans)

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(laughs)

Ah...

Sauda!

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Hey! Come here.

Give me that.

You can see me.

Of course I can see you.

But I'm invisible.

How can...

Are you invisible, too?

I saw you take this from the woman who was hit by that car.

No, no, she took it from me.

Look, look, look, look.

Look, see.

Look, it's mine, it's mine.

This book is just like my son's book.

Who are you?

I'm the Invisible Prince.

That's my ledger, and I'm late

- for my rounds. - What?

My rounds, my rounds.

It's my job to keep them safe.

They're all connected through me in there.

We have to go right now; I can feel it.

I only have 14 minutes.

The thread is tight.

You can come with me, but we have to leave right now.

This number, 3287, what does it mean?

It means the Dragon is loose.

We have to stop it.

The Dragon.

Wait!

Wait.

Wait, please. Please!

(panting): My son, he has a book

just like yours, full of numbers.

He-he sees patterns in the numbers, messages.

Is that what you see?

Yes.

When did it start?

When you were a child?

My-my son is ten.

Uh, thread... the thread is pulled very tight.

I can feel it.

Wh-What?

I have to go. I have to go!

Jake,

I need you to point to the animal

that makes this sound:

Moo.

Jake, I need your attention.

Can you look at me, please?

You really like that car, huh?

Can I see it?

See the car, Jake?

I'm right behind the car.

Can you look at me, please?

Can you look at my eyes, Jake?

Can you look at my eyes?

♪ ♪

Why is this door so special?

Jake?

(rhythmic drumming)

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(car horn honking)

(horn honking)

What are you doing?

Shh, shh, shh!

Where is she?

Where, where...

There!

(whispering): 3287.

What did you just say?

Shh!

That was unacceptably close.

It can't happen again, do you hear me?

What happened?

It's my job to get them where they need to be.

If I'm not there...

I'm late.

What was too close?

(whispering): ...287, 3287.

What did I miss?

3287. 3287.

3287. 3287.

3287.

The number that you keep...

Look at me.

The number that you keep saying, 3287,

look.

My son gave me this.

3287.

I think he sees what you see,

and I think he wants me

to help you somehow.

He wants you to stop the pain.

What?

Wait.

Who lives here?

Wait, please, please.

Tell me about the Dragon.

I tried to kill it, but I failed.

What? How?

(sighs) I had a magic sword.

The only sword powerful enough to slay the Dragon.

I offered it to the King, but he thought it was a trick.

He buried it deep within the Mountain of Clare,

behind a wall of stones.

Well, can't you get it back?

You don't know much about magic swords, do you?

I can't even touch it.

What are we doing here?

The final battle is tonight.

The final battle?

Look, you're gonna have to give me more information

if you want me to help you.

So far all we've done today is pick flowers

and watch people go about their business.

MARTIN: Wait a second.

That woman's from...

You pressed the walk button so she could

cross the street.

Now she's here, too.

Now they're together.

Why?

What's gonna happen?

(exasperated sign)

The Dragon.

(speaking Japanese)

PHONE TRANSLATOR APP: Excuse me,

are your chairs empty?

I'm sorry? (speaking Japanese)

PHONE: Are you waiting for someone or are you alone?

BOTH: No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

I'm sorry, it's not your fault; please sit.

I'm, um, I'm just not gonna be the best company.

(speaking Japanese)

PHONE: Why are you sad?

He stood me up.

I've been stood up.

I'm sitting here, stood up.

I'm such an idiot.

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I've never done anything

like this before.

I've never traveled hundreds of miles

for someone that I met online,

but he seemed so perfect,

and he was really ready to take a chance, you know?

I should have known.

Strawberry martinis!

(glasses clink)

EMCEE: The main stage show

featuring the Morticians starts in 15 minutes.

If you're here for the Morticians,

make your way to the main stage.

- Morticians! - Morticians!

I think I'm gonna stay here for a little bit longer. Thank you.

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Yeah.

Wait, your phone!

(cheering on phone video)

Ladies and gentlemen, the song stylings

of the next global phenom, Kayla Graham.

Play it forward, pass it along.

Start your fan clubs here.

(laughs)

You okay?

I'm voting to settle.

No.

I've lost my house, my savings.

I'm working two jobs.

If they'll give me 20 cents on the dollar,

I'll take it.

We have to hang together.

If one of us falls, we all lose.

We can't prove anything.

Without proof,

we're just people that made a bad investment.

Besides, no one's heard from Roger King's representatives

in months.

They could be cutting a deal behind our back right now.

We can't worry about Roger King.

We have until 6:00 tonight.

Let's see what they have to offer us.

Please.

(elevator bell dings)

Okay.

(phone ringing, indistinct chatter)

Are you one of the plaintiffs?

Uh... no, but...

Are you representing one of the plaintiffs?

Yes. Uh, Roger King.

Oh.

Thank you.

I thought no press was allowed.

This is

Martin Bohm. He's a reporter.

Excuse me.

Rush. Rush Middleton.

You remembered?

All this time, I thought you only knew me

as "Get Me Some Coffee or You're Fired."

(chuckles) Look, this is my story.

I've been following it

for three years, and I'm not going

to let you scoop me at the finish line.

I've got exclusivity

with all but one of the plaintiffs.

As soon as they vote to settle, I run my story.

So, I'm guessing you didn't get Roger King to talk?

(laughs) Right.

Well, I can't be expected to do the impossible.

Just because you couldn't do it, doesn't make it impossible.

You think you can get Roger King to talk?

It's worth a shot.

I'd love to see you try.

You need his address? Phone number?

I'll make you a deal.

Get Roger King to talk,

and I'll share my byline with you at The Herald.

You'd like that, right?

Another shot at the big leagues?

Only this time, of course,

you may be getting coffee for me.

I'll let you know what he says.

"3287."

"Roger King." The King?

Sheri, what can you tell me about the patient on B wing?

- What patient? - In room six.

Midway down the hall. Jake keeps going AWOL

and ending up there.

I'm wondering who's inside.

No one. The room's empty.

Then why...? (phone ringing)

Mom?

Yes. I'm Clea Hopkins.

Oh, my God. Oh, okay.

I'll-I'll be right there.

(buzzer sounds)

MAN (over intercom): Yes?

Hi. My name is Martin Bohm.

I need to speak to Roger King, please.

Roger King is dead.

This is his son Charlie. What is this regarding?

The class-action suit against Morton-Starling.

I don't want anything to do with that.

Mr. King... look... I'm terribly sorry

about anything that you might have gone through, but I need...

Truth is, I-I don't even know what I need,

but I know was meant to come here...

I'm sorry, I can't help you.

Damn it.

The Claremont.

The Mountain of Clare.

Stone walls.

(buzzer sounding)

CHARLIE: Look, if I have to call the police, I will...

Do you know anything about The Invisible Prince?

(buzzer sounds, door clicks open)

The Invisible Prince was a character

in a bedtime story that my father used

to tell my brother Walt and me.

The Invisible Prince did good deeds in secret.

Otherwise, they wouldn't count.

Tell me about your brother.

He was a genius with numbers.

He was just a shy little kid,

but he grew up to be an accountant

with Morton-Starling,

and eventually developed a financial product

that made that company billions. I-I didn't understand it.

I'm not a numbers guy.

Do you have any records from this time?

Press clippings, anything?

I threw all that stuff out.

You can get it all it online.

Just search, "Morton-Starling," "fraud."

Can we do that here? Now?

I need the computer, Matt.

Dad, no. I'm about to play a guy in California.

It's a game, Matt.

Let's log out now.

(cheering) EMCEE: Whoa!

Looks like the Dominator bailed. 4SOWETO

moves up a spot.

(clink)

(creaking)

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EMCEE: The Beastmaster is unstoppable!

Only 4SOWETO left to go, and the Beastmaster

will once again be the undisputed champion.

4SOWETO, you are up in two minutes.

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CHARLIE: Walt saw investors making money,

so he convinced my father to invest his savings.

He convinced other family members, neighbors.

What happened?

The firm exploited a loophole in the contract

which allowed them

to bilk investors for millions.

My father lost everything,

except for this apartment, which I was able to buy.

He went into a deep depression, stop talking,

and one day, his heart stopped.

That's when my brother disappeared.

I thought he might be dead until you showed up.

Your brother's

very much alive, and I think he's trying

to make up for everything that happened.

Look, if we're gonna help him, we need to do it by 6:00

before the plaintiffs are forced

- to settle. - It's only an hour from now.

Your brother Walter said

that he gave the King a sword to slay the Dragon.

Do you have any idea what that could mean?

It's from the bedtime story.

It's the magic sword of truth.

The truth.

(quietly): Sword of truth.

Did Walter give anything

to his father before he died?

My father refused to speak to my brother before he died.

And all he left behind was a couple of boxes.

Can I see those, please?

Well, the woman we admitted has been living under a bridge.

Does your mother have a history of mental illness?

She's schizophrenic.

Oh. Is she on medication?

I really don't know.

Uh, I got a call on my cell phone a couple days ago,

but before that, I hadn't heard from her in six years.

How badly is she hurt?

She sustained a head injury when she got hit by the car.

- There is swelling on the brain... - Was it near Queensboro Plaza?

Where she was hit-- was it

near the train tracks at Queensboro Plaza?

Yes. How did you know that?

She used to take me there to wait for the train.

When it passed, she would scream at the top of her lungs

into the sound of the train.

Scared the hell out of me.

- I'm sorry. - Not at all.

This is your mother we're talking about.

Are you ready?

(ventilator whooshing)

That's not my mother.

What?

But her cell phone...

Look, your number was the last one dialed.

Maybe it was stolen.

I'm so sorry.

(sighs)

Ah, excuse me, sir.

My name is Dr. Arthur Teller.

I'd like to speak to the director of the facility.

Sure, Doctor. One second.

Arthur?

Sheri Strepling?

- You're the director here? - For three years.

Ah.

How can I help you, Arthur?

Well, I was hoping for a tour.

Yeah, I'm consulting on a case, and

I thought this might be a-a good place for my patient.

You mind showing me around?

Sure. I'll give you a quick tour.

I didn't know my father had one of those.

It's locked.

I have no idea what the combination is.

I think I might.

(beeping)

It's never been opened.

Open it.

What is it?

The Magic Sword of Truth.

I got 17 minutes to go 22 blocks.

(panting)

(man shouts, woman screams)

(thudding, glass breaking)

(woman shouting indistinctly)

This is the rec room where we see most of our patients.

And I'm afraid this is where

the tour must end.

Why are you here, Arthur?

I told you, I have a patient.

I don't know why you would want another patient

after everything that happened.

I stand by my research, Sheri...

(Jake humming sustained tone)

(Jake continues humming sustained tone)

I'm sorry. Excuse me. Jake?

(humming continues)

Jake, are you okay?

(pauses to inhale)

(humming sustained tone loudly)

Jake, can you hear me? (continues humming loudly)

(siren wailing in distance)

(man shouting angrily, woman screams, clattering nearby)

(angry shouting, loud slap)

(glass shattering)

(woman whimpering in distance)

(clattering nearby)

(loud slap, indistinct shouts)

(rhythmic clacking)

(man shouting angrily, clattering)

(muffled shouts, rhythmic clacking continue)

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(humming sustained tone)

Jake, are you in pain?

(sustained screaming)

(rhythmic clacking continues)

(beating pot in unison)

(all pounding pots in unison )

(pounding intensifies)

EMCEE: And here they come, all the way from South Africa,

4Soweto! (crowd cheering)

(upbeat dance music playing)

(cheering continues)

♪ ♪

(cheering continues)

♪ Am I going insane? ♪

♪ Can't feel my brain ♪

EMCEE: They're loving 4Soweto!

(rhythmic clacking)

♪ Out of control ♪

♪ God save my soul ♪

(rhythmic clacking continues)

♪ ♪ (sustained screaming)

♪ ♪ (screaming)

♪ ♪

(crowd cheering wildly)

♪ ♪

CROWD (chanting): Soweto! Soweto!

Soweto! Soweto!

(chanting continues)

EMCEE: The Beastmaster's gonna get beat!

♪ No, let's make it last ♪

(chanting and wild cheering)

(screaming continues)

- Yeah! - Yeah!

♪ ♪

(screaming and music stop)

Whatever you wrote, delete it.

You're starting over.

You shouldn't be in here, Martin.

- Security'll throw you out. - Rush, shut up, please.

Just read.

That's the smoking gun.

Morton-Starling intentionally cheated their investors.

Walter King wrote those memos.

He created the financial scheme that allowed Morton-Starling

- to cheat their investors. - "...anomaly in tax code

- leaves open the possibility of fraud"? - He's trying to show them

the flaws in his design.

He's telling them not to use it.

But instead the company exploited a loophole and made millions.

- Why would you give this to me? - Same reason

I chose you to get my coffee.

I always thought you were gonna be a great reporter.

I'll see what I can do about the byline.

No, no, this is yours-- it'll be our little secret,

otherwise it doesn't count.

This is Rush Middleton. I need to speak to the attorney

representing the plaintiffs against Morton-Starling.

(laughing)

(continues laughing)

What's, uh...

what's so funny?

Um...

a girl doing cartwheels in front of her dog.

It's the look on the dog's face.

Come check it out. (laughs)

(sighs, laughs)

Yeah, that's... that's pretty funny.

You're not laughing.

Well, nothing's gonna make me laugh today.

That's how I felt

until I started looking through this thing.

There are videos on here from all around the world.

- Wait, this is not your phone? - No.

But I think that's the point.

You're supposed to upload a video, like a message to the world,

and then pass it on.

You can say something.

Oh, no. I just...

I just had the worst day of my life.

For what it's worth, I thought you were amazing.

I lost to a ten-year-old.

He was really cute.

(chuckles quietly)

(laughs)

Did the Dragon win?

The Dragon is dead.

It's already online.

The plaintiffs refused to settle.

They're gonna take these guys to court to make sure they can't cheat anyone else.

We did it.

We found the sword, slew the Dragon

and saved the people.

(exhales)

Kneel, please.

Kneel?

Please?

(clears throat) In honor of your service

and the completion of your quest,

you will now be known as the Invisible Knight.

Thank you.

That means a lot to me.

And to your son...

the pain is gone.

You know, now that things have been put right,

you don't have to be invisible anymore.

I have to go. I don't want to be late for my rounds.

Wait, please.

In case you change your mind,

there's a family behind the stone walls at the Mountain of Clare.

They would love to see you again.

And they wanted me to tell you that you are welcome anytime.

♪ ♪

JAKE: Human beings are not the strongest species

on the planet.

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We're not the fastest, or maybe even the smartest.

The one advantage we have

is our ability to cooperate...

...to help each other out.

Today, Main Street reigned over Wall Street

after victory came

to the plaintiffs in the Morton-Starling fraud suit.

The financial giant was unable to settle after new evidence arose...

We recognize ourselves

in each other, and are programmed for compassion,

for heroism,

for love.

And those things make us stronger,

faster...

and smarter.

It's why we've survived.

It's why we even want to.

There you go.

(light knocking)

Come in.

CLEA: Sorry to interrupt,

but I thought Jake might want this back.

Found it in the middle of the hallway.

You give it to him.

What I said this morning

about not jumping every time Jake calls...

I know...

those patterns

aren't so easy to break.

You love him and you want him to be okay.

Yeah.

I'm learning, too.

I'll try to be a little more understanding going forward.

Tank you.

(laughs softly)

Once upon a time there was an invisible knight,

who served the Silent King,

and together they helped people that didn't even know they were there.

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