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♪ There's a time
in the early morn ♪

♪ When the colors are a little ♪

♪ Richer than you've ever
seen before ♪

Thanks a lot, Jo.

♪ Anymore ♪

♪ Anymore. ♪

Coffee?

Oh, yeah... uh, no.

Yeah, sure.

Maybe decaf.

You know, I-I should be at work.

You always feel like you
should be working?

Well, by my watch,
we've got ten minutes

before the session starts, so...

I thought we were
having a conversation.

If you want to wait.

No, no. It's just, you know,
I start feeling like...

I mean, you were a cop.
It's like...

everything you're not there
to stop will happen, right?

Well, last time I heard,
they gave out more than

just one gun and badge.

Turn off the cell phone.

- No, I can't do that.
- Oh, yes, you can.

No way.

You are not on duty.

This is my room, my rules.

(beeps off)

(tires screeching)

(man shouting indistinctly)

(automatic gunfire)

(tires screeching)

Let go of me!

(tires squealing)

So now you're mad at me.

Whatever.

Okay, yeah. Maybe a little.

Because you don't like people
telling you what to do.

Well, do you?

When you came here
the first time,

to get signed off for shooting
Crystal Hoyle,

you got mad at me then, too.

Well, I was in the
middle of a case --

I mean, I needed to get out.

Fastest way to do that would've
been to put a smile on your face,

spend a few minutes charming me.

So, what, I was subconsciously saying,
"Help me, help..."?

Let's make a deal.

If you don't use any fancy
psychological mumbo jumbo, neither will I.

Fair enough.

You know, look, I'm the boss.

I mean, I'm the man
for five years now.

I get used to calling the shots.

DETECTIVE:
Oh, you guys got here fast.

DAVID: We were about 15 blocks
away when we got the call.

What's going on?

We've got one bodyguard dead,
one in the hospital.

Broad daylight kidnapping.

The boy is Jose
Santiago, age 11.

Delivers papers on this
route every morning.

He needs bodyguards
to deliver the paper?

Check out who his dad is.

DAVID:
Is that Che Lobo?

One and only.

COLBY:
One and only what?

Che Lobo Santiago...

CEO and founder of
Stone Ladron Records.

Major Latin hip-hop label.

Also the target of three
separate LAPD investigations --

Narcotics,
Organized Crime and Gang Unit.

Gang Unit?

DAVID: Yeah... he came
up 18 Street Mexicali.

Not hard to figure out
where his money came from.

Still keeps some of the old crew
on payroll.

Both these guys
are sporting gang tats.

(phone ringing)
Agents!

Dead bodyguard's phone.
(phone ringing)

Reeves.

COLBY: We've got a cell phone going
off here at the scene of the kidnapping.

Caller I.D. is a string
of ones.

Okay, keep the line.

I'm gonna have the techs
try to ping it.

(ringing continues)
All right.

DAVID:
Hello?

(electronically distorted)
Let me talk to Che Lobo.

- Who is this?
- The man who has his boy.

3.2 million...

or Jo's dead in an hour.

So you're the boss --

why don't you tell me about
the people who work for you.

What do you want to know?

They handle things...
when you're not around?

Sure. I mean... they're great.

You don't sound too convinced.

No, I'm just saying... you know...

I have to look at them differently, so...

I mean, I know their strengths
and their weaknesses.

Who's in charge when
you're not there?

That would be Megan -- Reeves.

What is she like?

She's smart, fast on her feet...

tough... not trying
to prove it.

No, the press will remain
blacked out.

(phone ringing)
By the time this is over,

the rumors should just be
circulating.

Reeves.

Yes, sir. I have two agents
outside the victim's house,

and I'll keep you posted.

Hey, has anyone located Don?

LIZ: No. His phone just goes
straight to voicemail.

Here's the tech room's report
on the kidnappers' call.

And let me guess,
there's no time to trap it?

No, they were able to get on it
but it seems like the callers

were using a service
called Webline.

Is that like a computer-
to-computer service?

Right. It's called VoIP.

And the technology is sort of
like text messaging, but you talk.

Is there any way to trace
this call?

The techs say they might be able to figure
out which servers the call went through.

That's still not
gonna give us a location.

Huh.

What?

Nothing.

Okay.

Just haven't seen an Inductive
Turing Machine used like that before.

I'm trying to figure out the
finite state machines for these.

Cognitive Emergence theory
not going well today?

What makes you say that?

You don't look over my shoulder
when it is.

I wasn't looking
over your shoulder.

I was looking at your shoulder.

The computer just happens
to be in the way.

It's a very nice shoulder.

(phone rings)

Charles Eppes.

Hey, it's Megan and I'm actually
looking for Amita.

Uh, just hold on.

It's Megan. For you.

Okay...

- Hello?
- Hey.

What can you tell me about VoIP?

Voice over Internet Protocol.

Is there any way
to trace these calls?

VoIP's not like your
conventional phone service;

it's more like e-mail.

Uh, the information
moves through servers.

Listen. I only have less than
an hour to catch a kidnapper

and bring back
an 11-year-old boy.

I can't trace a call
that already happened.

But, if the caller uses
the same service again,

I might be able to follow him
in real time.

Could you be here in 15 minutes?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
I'm on my way.

Megan needs my help tracking
a kidnapper's VoIP call.

Well, I did some
analytical models of

packet retransmission
for several services.

Mm. Would you like to tag along?

If you don't think
I'd be in the way.

BRADFORD:
Reeves...

...has a background
in profiling.

Yeah. You two would
probably get along great.

The two of you don't?

No, I'm just saying she's good
at climbing into people's heads.

Well, that's a part of the job
description, right?

I mean, you want a confession
from a murderer,

you have to understand
how he's thinking.

You're hunting down a pedophile,

you want to know why he's doing it,
what he's going to do next.

Yeah. Agreed.

She just might take it
to another level.

(phone ringing)

Talk to me, Colby.

Che Lobo is not cooperating.

He thinks he can
handle this himself.

David's thrown every argument
in the textbook at him,

and a few I think he made up
on the spot.

Okay. Put him on the phone
with me.

All right.

Listen up -- these people put
one scratch on my child,

I'm gonna burn down this
city to get payback.

That's a threat they
will take seriously!

Mr. Santiago, I've got
somebody on the phone for you.

I don't care who you
got on the phone.

Just take the damn phone!

Please.

What?

Mr. Santiago,
this is Agent Megan Reeves.

I want your people off my
property

and I'm within my rights.

Yes, it is. But with
your son in danger,

is that really what
you want to do?

You people have been trying
to hit my company

with a RICO case
for three years now.

MEGAN:
Do you sincerely believe

that I care about
any of that right now?

That I care about anything
other than finding Jo

and bringing him home?

I don't know!

MEGAN: I'm not going to tell you
what to do here.

I would like to be there for you

to provide all
the possible resources

you could use to bring Jo home.

Final decisions will be mine,
you understand?

I think I can arrange
that within reason,

particularly for a man who has
raised his child alone.

Without his mother, I can't
imagine how difficult that was.

His mother died before
he ever even met her.

I'm all he's got.

MEGAN: Which is why we should
put everything else aside --

our egos, our differences
with each other,

and work together
to bring Jo home.

You really FBI?

What else would I be?

You would've made a good lawyer.

Go ahead and open the gate,
vato.

- How'd you do that?
- Beginner's luck.

All right, so Colby doesn't
let him out of his sight,

and I am rolling you a tactical
response team right now --

Okay.

You be ready to make a move as
we know what the kidnapper's game is.

Don't let him out of your sight.

How are we doing?

CHARLIE: Uh, we'll be there in,
like, I don't know, five minutes.

MEGAN (on phone):
We might not have five minutes.

If you give me the
receiving phone number,

- I can put an exploit on it.
- What's an exploit?

CHARLIE: Computer-based cell phones
are pretty much the same thing as e-mail.

Information packets travel
across the Internet.

It's kind of like luggage
at the airport.

In order to get a suitcase
to its destination point,

it may have to travel through a
number of different airports.

Using an exploit,
we mark the call,

slapping stickers on it to see
which countries it traveled through.

Right, and in this circumstance,

the bodyguard's cell phone acts
as both the origin point

and the destination
for these packets.

If we know where
the packets travel,

we'll be able to locate
the other caller.

It sounds like a computer virus.

Pretty much, yeah.

I thought you liked
the analogies.

Any other day.

Rico Orojos is out of surgery.

Orojos?

The bodyguard that survived
the kidnapping.

Okay, if you can head over
to the hospital.

As soon as he has a story to tell,
I'd like to hear it.

All right. I'm on it.

BRADFORD: Why do you think
Megan's so good at it?

You both have the same skills.

I don't know, she seems to like

knowing how these people think.

And you don't?

Well, me, look...

I spend a day crawling
around in some...

you know, pedophile's brain, all
I want to do is take a shower.

That's what you do?
Take a shower?

Sometimes. Yeah.

I mean, hopefully,
with a few beers,

maybe hook up
with a pretty girl.

And that gets you
where you need be?

CHE LOBO: You people been
trying to get in here for three years.

How do you know we haven't been?

No way.

I have this place swept
every other day for wires.

It's a hell of a way to live.

You have something, there's
people who'll try to take it from you.

- Yeah, people like you?
- Yeah...

people like me.

(sighs)

I swore, man.

I swore I would never
let my life touch him.

That he'd have a chance
to be something better.

A few months ago,

he tells me
he wants a paper route so,

so he could be a businessman,
just like me.

I know that he meant
it in all the right ways,

because that's the only part
of me I ever let him see.

When you're nine years old,
your dad should be...

Superman.

Yeah.

You have any idea
who might have done this?

You mean, do I got enemies?

Yeah...

every gang in town,
half the record companies,

anybody else out there
who's trying to get rich fast.

You're looking for a suspect,

pick up your mug book
and pick a page.

(phone rings)

Okay. We're ringing.

Hold on. Guys?

I remotely downloaded the exploit
onto the cell phone number you gave me;

once the call starts,
I should be able to find

which server is sending out
the other half of the conversation.

Go ahead, Granger.

(phone rings)

I want to talk to Jo.

MAN: What's the name
of the FBI who's listening on the phone?

It's just me.

There's always an FBI dude
listening in.

What's your name, FBI?

Granger.

What's the FBI's success rate
in kidnappings, Granger?

86% is what I read.

Hey, Che?

You willing to risk 14%
on your boy's life?

He comes back alive,
or I swear...

You stopped being scary when
you came up off the streets,

Stone Ladron.

Cash in a black bag.

Pay phone in front
of Disney Hall.

30 minutes.

The phone rings three times,

someone doesn't answer,
the boy dies.

(line clicks, dial tone)

Game on.

Whatever happens next,

we need that 3.2
million, don't we?

It'll give us
more options, yeah.

I got a list of banks
with that kind of cash...

I don't need a bank.

Just a phone call, and
don't ask me who to.

Amita, how you doing
on that trace?

My program followed the VoIP
call back to an ISP address;

I'm checking on it.

It's a downtown library.

He's using a public hotspot.

- David...?
- We're on our way. Let's go.

MEGAN: Okay, I'm going to
reroute Liz to meet you there now.

David Sinclair's been
with you for...

Uh, three years.

Uh-huh.

I mean, I didn't even think
he was going to make it.

With the Bureau?

No, with me.

- He was the SAC's guy.
- Mm.

Split loyalties.

Yeah, well,
I was wrong about him.

Look, I give that guy my back two,
three times a week,

and I don't think twice
about it.

There's nothing
I can't ask him to do.

All right, no one in or out
until I give the all-clear.

If I yell, though,
you guys come in fast, okay?

(phone beeps)

No phone calls. Please.

What is it with you people?

Us people?

I just chased somebody else
out of here.

I mean, it is bad enough when
they listen to music on their laptops,

but now they sit there
and they talk to them.

BRADFORD: How do you
think Sinclair feels about you?

I'm his boss, you know, and...
I'm good at it.

You're telling me what you
think; what does he think?

Well, I mean, he probably thinks
I'm tough on him.

But, you know, he knows
it's about the work.

How does he handle it,
when you're tough.

Oh, he's all right.

I mean, he deals with it,
he puts it away.

And where do you put it?

I don't understand -- are we
talking about him or me?

We're never just talking
about one thing.

DAVID: Librarian describes him
as a male, Hispanic,

40s, black, curly hair,

about 170 pounds.

Between five-eight
and five-nine.

We missed him by five minutes.

Okay, I'm going to send
a sketch artist over there now.

Have you pulled background
checks on Jo's bodyguards yet?

Yeah, and LAPD was right.

Rico Orojos and Carlos Lalo are
both 18 Street Mexicali.

They both have really
long rap sheets.

But you know, so does two-thirds
of Che Lobo's people.

Did you find something on them?

DAVID: I was kind of wondering
how the kidnappers knew

that Orojos' cell phone was
on this Webline service.

Uh, hey, David.

We were about to raise
that very point.

When you make a VoIP call
to a traditional phone number,

you have to pay a fee...

CHARLIE: Right, which involves
a traceable transaction,

usually a credit card.

The reason we couldn't trace these calls,
at least by traditional means,

was that Orojos's cell phone
was a VoIP client as well,

requiring the installation
of special software.

Which the kidnappers would
have known beforehand.

I ran a check through Webline...

Which must violate two or three
telecommunications laws...

AMITA: Rico Orojos didn't download
the software onto his cell phone

until last week.

CHARLIE: Which means
he was expecting that call.

- Which means...
- I know what that means. David.

On our way to the hospital to
have a hard talk with Orojos.

Let's go.

This'll go a lot faster if you
let the SID team in here.

It's bad enough
having one Fed in here,

going through my boys' things,

looking for dirt.

Looking for a way
to get your son home.

What if you find something,

maybe some weed, maybe a gun.

Well, I'll probably faint
from the surprise.

There's no way
that Rico's involved in this.

No?

The guy lives
in your guest house,

he wakes up every morning,
looks out that window,

sees how rich you are,
how rich he's not.

I take care of my boys.

They drive my cars,
they eat my food.

They go to your accountant?

All right, thanks.

So Colby just found evidence
in Orojos's room.

Lobo's tax returns, Stone
Ladron's company reports.

He wanted to know how much cash
Lobo had in liquid.

Exactly.

And how much he could
raise on short notice.

You think he's the brains
behind this?

A guy like him
soldiers as a banger,

he's a soldier now.

All right, am I playing
good cop or bad cop?

Oh, we don't do bad cop.

We're straight-talking G-Men.

DON: The thing about
David that I worry about is

he's the kind of guy that might
wake up one morning

and just, just realize
he's been doing it too long.

And how long is that?

Long enough to get cynical.

Hmm.

And you think he's headed
in that direction?

Look, all it takes is
one really bad day, so.

You mean the day that you sent
Agent Edgerton in

to work over a suspect.

Oh, yeah, you'd be
amazed at what I know,

and how I know it.

You see Sinclair doing the
same thing in the same situation?

No.

Look, the thing I
admire about him is,

the rules don't really
bother him.

I mean, he's the kind of guy
that just somehow...

he gets it done.

Two bodyguards get shot.

One dies, the other catches
an easy shoulder wound.

It's not hard to figure out
who's the inside man.

RICO:
What're you, crazy?

I love Che.

And I love Jo
like he was my own boy.

We know you subscribed
to Wireline

to give the kidnappers an
untraceable line to Che Lobo.

We found his tax
returns in your room.

I want a lawyer.

Hope you're okay with some
first-year public defender...

'cause, somehow, I don't see Che
footing the bill for a good one.

If you don't want to talk, man,
you have the right;

but I think you ought to listen.

In 25 minutes, we've already tied
you to Jo Santiago's kidnapping.

By the end of the day,

we're going to have enough
to convict you.

If that boy makes it
out of this alive,

that is bad enough.

If he dies, you are looking
at the death penalty.

You can't put that on me!

They crossed us up.

Who's "they" and who is "us?"

Chicano and a white guy,
both of them 40's the hard way.

"The hard way?"

Ex-cons. You got names?

Only met them twice.

Once when they laid it out
for us

and once when we
gave them the books.

I told Carlos
he shouldn't hold on to copies.

But he was all paranoid
about getting a fair cut.

Carlos Lalo,
the other bodyguard?

And he was right, too.

They started shooting
and he went down.

And then I got hit and
I laid down and I played dead.

They figured that money would cut
a lot easier two ways rather than four.

Coldhearted sons of bitches.

And killing is just part
of the business.

You got to figure they don't
plan on leaving that boy alive.

Granger's a junior agent.

Well, he's got
the least amount of time,

but, you know,
I wouldn't say "junior."

He's got military.

Oh, yeah, Afghanistan.

He bring any of it back
with him?

Well, I mean, you know,

I don't think
he lets it eat him up.

Maybe that's something
you could learn from him, then.

Okay. Maybe.

(Spanish hip-hop song playing
on car stereo)

No questions asked.

You ever seen this much
cash in one place?

Yeah, once.

An Al-Qaeda safe house
in Kandahar.

You take a little for yourself?

You didn't.

Dudley Do-Right.

I don't look good in gold chains
and a pimped SUV.

COLBY:
We got the money.

I have David and Liz
five minutes out.

They're going to run physical
surveillance for you, Colby.

DON: Hey, this is
Special Agent Don Eppes...

And your brother is still
not answering his phone.

Hey, let me ask you something.

Does $3.2 million --

3.2 million -- does that strike
you as an odd ransom amount?

Yeah and initially,

I thought there must be some
kind of psychological significance.

But once we realized
that the kidnappers had access

to Che Lobo's
financial record...

You assumed that they were
searching for a Pooling Equilibrium.

Maybe.

Using this data to calculate
the largest sum of money

that they thought Lobo would
be able to obtain on short notice.

AMITA: Which suggests
fairly sophisticated thinking.

Yeah, given their systematic
approach to the ransom demand.

Well, there is a set of strategies
called cake-cutting algorithms.

Um, which is kind of like cake?

CHARLIE: Yeah.

How do two people share a
chocolate and vanilla layer cake?

The obvious strategy is
to cut it down the middle.

But what if one person likes
frosting more than the other?

What if or one person
prefers vanilla cake?

What if one person prefers
chocolate cake

with vanilla frosting?

Well, then it may be that
slices of cake unequal in size

actually creates a fairer
distribution.

And when it's three people,

the strategies become
drastically more complex.

Okay, but we don't know how
many kidnappers we're dealing with.

We may not need to

if we start with this number
and work our way backwards.

Now, you said that there were
at least two gunmen

plus two bodyguards, right?

They never intended to count in.

Right, but the ransom demand

had to convince them that they
were going to receive shares.

Those shares would
reflect the risk and difficulty

that each person undertakes.

You see, if we induce
a cut-and-choose method,

along with an implicit
Pareto optimality

and take into account the costs

of preparation and
anticipation of escape,

assumptions
of negotiation or loss...

That is some really cool math,
Charlie.

Thank you,
I'm glad somebody noticed.

And that number is?

This is the slice of cake

that the designer of the
kidnapping truly needs.

You know, I think I've seen
that number somewhere before.

Amita, can you
bring up Form 1120?

And I think it's on line 20b.

That is the initial capitalization
of Stone Ladron Records.

COLBY: All right, Megan, thanks.

What does $1.65 million
mean to you?

It's chump change.

Right, I get it; we're all
really impressed with you.

It's your start-up cost
for Stone Ladron.

So?

So I want you to think really hard
about who might want his money back.

You trying to run
some game on me?

We've got two minutes
until this phone rings.

I'm not running a game.

I mean, look, I can't even imagine
what it was like for him over there.

You've been in firefights,

lost friends.

Yeah, well, that ain't a war.

Comparing doesn't mean
it's the same thing.

Yeah, maybe you're right.

Maybe it's easier knowing
it's worse somewhere else.

CHE LOBO: I'm not saying
this really happened...

but maybe there's two guys in
East L.A. who, back in the day,

hit up a stash house one night.

All right.

What was the other guy's name?

Duque.

Nacio Duque.

They knew they were
going to get paid,

but there was more, a lot more.

1.65 million.

Look, I'm not going
to lie to you, okay?

Duque is the brains
behind all this.

He has the plans.

He knows how to fool the alarms,
get us in and out like ghosts.

CHE LOBO (over radio): The thing is,
he thinks like a general

but he gambles like a fool.

He blows through his half
in six months,

then gets locked up
trying to rob more.

The other guy took his half
and started a record label.

Bank doubled it,
no questions asked.

Duque gets out of jail,
coming around looking for more.

The way he talked to me...

a different man
would have killed him.

Know why I didn't?

Because of Jo.

I'm trying to be
a better father than that.

So I had a couple of my guys
just drive him out of town

and let him know what would
happen if he came back.

That was two years ago.

So two years nursing a grudge
and planning a kidnapping.

After I get Jo back,

I'm gonna hunt him down
and I'm gonna finish this.

I'm gonna lock him up and
you're going to let me.

(phone ringing)

All right, we set?

Got your back, brother.

In position.

MEGAN: We have the
pay phone tapped.

I'm gonna feed it
through to you -- go.

(phone continues ringing)

Yeah.

- Dad?
- CHE LOBO (on phone): Jo.

Everything is going to
be okay, okay?

The next call will
cost you 3.2.

Duque, you touch my kid...

DUQUE: Ah, so the big man
didn't forget.

I was wondering
if you'd wake up.

Now you got three minutes to run
your ass down to Olvera Street.

Phone'll be ringing.

He was on a public Wi-Fi point
somewhere near Disney Hall.

Colby, he's watching you.

On our way to Olvera Street.

Warner, stay with the money.

Roger that.

It's a good thing
I stretched this morning.

What are you doing?

You show up at the drop,
he's going to kill you.

If I show up, at least there's a
chance he settles for the money.

Maybe he'll kill you, too.

I know.

Doesn't seem fair, does it?

♪♪

(phone ringing)

COLBY:
See anything?

Uh, nothing so far.

DAVID: A lot of people out here.

He could be standing
right next to us.

(ringing)

All right.

Granger, right?

Figured the yellow bastard would
hide behind some kind of cops.

DUQUE: Just remember you're
nothing I didn't plan for.

All right, look,
I want to talk to...

Keyerleber Plaza.

You've got two minutes.

Oh, and, uh,

stop and give your gun to that
pretty lady in the black sedan,

then tell her to drive away.

I see her again,
I kill the kid and disappear.

All right, he made Liz.

I heard.

Liz, drop back, but you've got
to stay in that area.

- Copy that!
- David.

Already moving.

Were you able
to get a fix on him?

Yeah, it came from a public
Wi-Fi connection at Hill and Temple.

That's right near
Keyerleber Plaza.

He's leading us.

No, there's a deeper
process at work.

A logical system.

He's methodical,

he's thorough.

This guy'd make
an excellent mathematician.

BRADFORD: You know, there's one
person on the team you don't talk about.

What?

You're talking about Liz Warner?

Sleeping with a junior agent is
a whole other conversation.

Hey, consenting adults, we're
getting the job done, so...

But I'm talking
about your brother.

- Charlie?
- I mean, he's not really...

No?

How many cases has he worked
with you over the past three years?

CHARLIE:
So far,

he's moved Colby from here
to here to here to here

with what objective?

Spotting surveillance.

Well, then, it's safe to assume

that he has more points
plotted out, right?

More phone numbers selected.

So he's just going to keep
moving Colby, again and again,

until he feels safe
to take that money.

It's a maze.

He's building a maze.

(phone ringing)

Excuse me.

(ringing continues)

We've got you.

Next time,
you're running, I'm driving.

(phone ringing)

Yeah.

Throw the bag in the fountain.

You got a second wind?

No.

Get the bag out of the water.

You've got two minutes to get to
the Union Station waiting room.

(phone clicks off, dial tone)

What the hell was that about?

Just shorted out the GPS tracer.

How does it make you feel,

bringing your brother
into your work?

Every day, I'm trying
to stop some, you know,

horrible thing from happening,

be it a killing or a robbery
or a terrorist, you know,

so whatever makes that happen
faster, I-I got to use.

So he's a necessary evil.

No, I didn't say that.

I did not say that!

I mean, I spent a lot of time
in his shadow...

so, yeah, sometimes it's tough.

Sometimes
it-it doesn't feel great.

Well, have you told him that?

Yeah, I mean, you know,
not in those words.

What kind of words?

I don't know. It just... it-it
gets confused or jumbled

because we'll be arguing
about one thing,

but, I mean,
I know it's about that.

CHARLIE:
That's a logic maze.

One with its own set of rules,
except in this case,

the rules change every time
Colby arrives at a checkpoint.

You know the game Labyrinth?

- The toy?
- A toy to you;

a classic example
of a state diagram to us.

See, in Labyrinth,

you use two knobs to move a
steel ball through a maze.

Those knobs constitute
x- and y-axes

and the ball follows
a simple, curving path.

Now, the speed of the ball adds
a condition.

You eliminate that condition
and fall through the hole.

And what, the holes
represent being captured?

Exactly.

Every time this kidnapper
gets rid of surveillance

or eliminates an
electronic tracer,

he's navigating an obstacle.

You know,
if we use a state diagram...

Using unified modeling
language -- exactly.

Exactly what?

We may be able
to solve this maze...

and tell you where it ends.

♪♪

(phone ringing)

(ringing continues)

Yeah.

DUQUE:
Time to take out your earpiece.

Tell the black guy by the
archway I'm sick of looking at him.

This can be over right now.

I've been made.

DAVID:
He made Colby ditch his comm.

MEGAN:
You can't drop back.

I don't have anyone else
close enough.

(indistinct announcement
over P.A.)

He's headed for the subway.

Don't follow him!

Charlie, I cannot
leave Colby uncovered.

Duque isn't down there.

He's telling Colby to take the
train and go back to Disney Hall.

How do you know that?

Because I know
where the maze ends!

Yeah, but how can you be sure?

Megan, I would never gamble
with Colby's life.

- You and Charlie are good.
- Yeah. In a lot of ways,

we're closer than
we ever were as kids.

I mean, I practically
live at his house.

You think he likes
working for you?

Yeah, I'd like to think so.

I mean, look, we lock horns
every now and again,

but that's the nature
of the beast.

Yeah.

Getting the job done.

Right.

Got to be kind of nice, though.

You were a kid,

everything was about
the genius brother.

Now the genius
brother works for you.

No, no, no...

- It's a little late in the game,
- Hey...

but you finally got control.

I'm not on a power trip
with him, all right?!

We put our lives in his hands,
he's good at what he does,

and I respect the hell
out of him for it!

Charlie. How the hell else?

Got here just in time

to catch an H2 as it pulled
into the parking garage.

Liz is down there right now.

Be safe.

All right, we found the H2.

We're moving in.

Where's Duque?

He's close.

- You ready to do this?
- Yeah.

I'm ready.

All right, it's empty.
He's still got the kid.

Keep coming.

How do I know
Jo Santiago is still alive?

All right, Jo,
we're almost home, bud.

On the stage.

You can stop there.

Unzip the bag.

Let me see.

(gunshot)

Jo, don't move.

Who the hell opened fire?!

None of ours.
Has to be Duque.

Can you pull them out of there?

No, no, don't, don't.

(cell phone ringing)

COLBY: We're going to
get you out of here, Jo.

All right?

(cell phone ringing)

Duque has exhibited a highly
sophisticated strategy thus far.

Yeah, a maze with rules.

And this is the end.

No, it's the final obstacle.

See, by shooting his partner,

Duque has not only increased
his share of the ransom,

but he's devised a strategy

that assures himself that
his previous strategy worked;

that Colby is now alone.

Charlie, we can't just wait
for him to make another move.

We don't have a choice.
He's about to make it.

Don't worry, I promised your dad
I'd get you home safe.

- I'm not gonna let him down.
- (cell phone ringing)

So you've got this great team.

Yeah. Best I ever
worked with.

Yeah, but you don't trust them.

Yeah. Sure I do.

You worry that Reeves
is too compassionate,

that Sinclair plays a little
too close to the book,

that Granger's seen too much.

You say you trust your brother,
but that's only on your terms.

Hell, you didn't even
trust Ian Edgerton --

- What?
- one of three or four

best known snipers
in the universe --

to take the shot
on Crystal Hoyle!

That's not the way it is!

Then what is it, Don?
What is it?!

Look, I'm their boss!

I don't have to trust them!

It's their job to trust me!

(sighs)
Oh... man.

When you build a maze,
there's always math there,

whether it's intentional
or unintentional.

The level sequence always starts
with a zero and ends with an "N".

Does anyone have eyes
on the shooter?

Shot came from
the northwest side.

But he could have moved by now.

(cell phone ringing)

Yeah.

Got you both in my crosshairs.

Take the money
and go out the way you came.

You make a wrong move,

and I shoot the kid first.

Hey, Megan, check this out.

Duque brought Colby
in through this entrance here

and Jo and his partner
through this entrance here.

So assuming he's anticipated
the fastest egress,

- it's the East Terrace.
- You sure?

We don't have time
for me to be sure.

All right, Jo,

you ready
to get out of here, bud?

Come on.

Stay tight to me.

FBI.

Hands off the gun.

Hands off that trigger
right now.

Pass it to me.

Two years.

I been planning this
for two years.

You have about 15 to 20
to come up with a new one.

You grew up in the shadow
of Albert Einstein.

Playing baseball, just not
good enough to make the bigs.

And you finally find something

that you're good at.

You're terrified that'll be
taken away from you, too.

Yeah, well, you know,
this isn't exactly

making me feel
a hell of a lot better.

You want to feel better,
take a pill.

You want to get right,
face the truth.

(sighs)

You're not worried about your team
falling apart because you're not there.

You're afraid that they won't.

That Don Eppes doesn't matter.

You said it:

There's a lot of guns
and badges out there,

you know? I mean,
one of us falls,

there's someone
right there to take our place.

That's pretty much
the human condition, Don.

It's what you do
before you fall --

that's what counts.

You brought Sinclair along

from a rookie -- Granger, too.

When Reeves gets her team,

who do you think she's
gonna come to for advice?

Who had the balls to bring in
a damn math professor

to solve federal felonies
and the brains to watch it work?

What you have to do is stop
worrying about life passing you by,

and start enjoying
what you put into it.

Every time one of
your people shines...

it's on you.

Dad, I knew you'd get me home.

- You okay?
- Yeah.

You sure?

Yeah.

I know we go back to
our corners tomorrow,

but I owe you one.

You ever need to call it in,

no questions asked.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Jo, see you, bud.

Thank you.

You okay?

(laughter)

Oh, yeah, a maze, right.

You guys risked my life
on a maze.

Wait --
there was no risk involved.

Obviously, I would never...

And the two of you guys
let him do it.

(laughter)

DAVID: The real risk was
letting you get on that train alone...

With three million dollars!

(laughter)

You know, Charlie, that
math was very elegant.

You should think about
having it published.

Yeah, I think I'll wait
for the movie.

(laughter)

Hey, guys, sorry I'm late.

Hey, Don, what's up
with your phone?

Oh, damn. I'm sorry.

I forgot to turn it back on.

I miss anything?

Just another day at the FBI.

(Megan chuckles)

There might be a report
on your desk.

All right, who wants lunch?

I guess I'm buying.

DAVID: But mark the date,
somebody, please.

MEGAN: Charlie,
what are the odds?

CHARLIE: Oh, well, they say
there's no such thing

as a truly random
occurrence, but...

(everyone laughing)

CHARLIE: You were random there,
Colby. It's fairly random.

♪ Oye, bebe, oye, mami ♪

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