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My name is Avery Ryan.

I'm a cyber psychologist

and special agent for the FBI.

I lead a team of cyber experts
and former black hats

waging a war against
a new breed of criminal:

online predators hiding
in the Deep Web,

faceless, nameless,

hackers intruding
into our digital lives,

lurking inside our devices,

just a keystroke away.

¶ ¶

¶ ¶

FEMALE VOICE:
Can you do that for me now?

GIRL:
Okay, I can do that.

(furniture scrapes along floor)

(object clicking)

(indistinct chatter)

Blattaria-- more commonly
referred to as the cockroach.

But these guys
are amazing.

I mean, they've been around
for, like, 354 million years.

They can live six
weeks without eating.

Ooh.
Two weeks without
their head.

(chuckles)
(laughs): Come on.

Anyway, see the, um...

the chip there?
Mm.

It communicates

with the roach's antenna,

and then the whole thing
is controlled wirelessly.

I mean, the possibilities
are endless.

All right, how much are these
cyber roaches gonna cost me?

No, no, no, no.
I'm the director

of Next-Gen Forensics--
I-I don't do math.

That's your job,

as the-- what are you now,
the... new deputy director?

I didn't accept that job.

Well...

it's probably for
the best, you know?

The politics, the
old-school protocol--

that's not your style.

I didn't say I won't accept it.

Oh, good-- 'cause seriously,
you-you-you'd be perfect.

I mean, who else
are they gonna get?

The last four months,
what did you do?

You took down three of
the Top Ten Most Wanted.

As Nelson would say,
"You on fleek."

Fleek?

(chuckles)

I told the director
I'd think about it.

I'm not sure I'm ready
to become a member of the brass.

Simon Sifter's
a tough act to follow.

I miss him.

Hope he's enjoying
his new promotion.

So...

we gonna do this?

I want to be... that one.

That's my girl.

Loser buys lunch
for a week.

I'd like mine personally
catered from La Friche.

(both laugh)

Okeydokey.

BOTH:
Ready.

RYAN:
Set.

Go!

Oh, yeah.
Oh, yeah, here we go.

(chuckles):
Use the remote control. Avery.

Oh, yeah. Yeah!
This is amazing.

I'm actually controlling

her direction.
(Russell laughing)

RYAN: Come on, come on, go, go!
My roach stopped.

Go, go, go!
You can do it!

My controller's not working.
Go, girl!

Go, go, go!

You can do it!

Go! Go! Go!

(both laughing)

Wait, D.B.

How do we stop them?

Yeah, I don't know.

Get it!

Get-get-get 'em,
get 'em, get 'em!

¶ ¶

(siren wailing in distance)

(beeping)

(groans)

(clears throat)

(beeping stops)

(water running)

(woman's distorted sobbing)

KRUMITZ:
Francine, what's going on?
What happened? Tell me.

(sobbing)

I killed him.

I did it, Daniel.

I killed Taylor Pettis.

NELSON:
Krummy.

Bro, did you stay here
all night again?

(sighs) Big day
in court, man.

You know, maybe getting a
little sleep wouldn't have...

wouldn't have
been a bad idea.

It's a pretty big
murder trial.

And it's Francine.

I'm just a character witness,
Nelson.

I got it.

What?

No, man,
I'm just worried about you.

I mean, we're all worried
about you.
I don't know why

everybody's making
such a big deal of it.

Pettis was stalking my sister.

She shot him in self-defense.

He's dead.

She'll be fine.

I'll be fine.

All right.

(indistinct chatter)

D.B., more of your toys.

Soon you're gonna have
every Wi-Fi,

Bluetooth signal
transmitting device out there.

Well, that's the idea.

I'll study 'em,
you'll hack 'em,

and together we'll
stay two steps ahead

of the guys in
the black hats.

We'll take 'em all down.
Yes!

(laughs):
Sounds good.

Did you hear?
What?

Linda found a cockroach
in her coffee this morning.

Not one of mine.
No, no, no.

Hootie and all the Blowfish
are present and accounted for.

NELSON: What?
I'm just saying.
You okay?

Yeah, fine.
Your top button's
unbuttoned

and you're not wearing
your watch.

You're distracted.
Something's on your mind.

I just woke up
late, that's all.

Just downloaded everything
from a home burglary
in Georgetown into CTOC.

I thought you were
taking the day off.

I'd rather be here than
at the courthouse waiting.

Metro PD recovered

a phone from a crime scene,
asked us to try

to get an I.D.
on its owner.

I got a binary dump
off the phone,

but the data was misaligned,
so that's gonna take a while.

Although I was able to access

the locally stored
database, calendar

and apps.

Phone belonged
to the homeowner,
Scott Barrett.

Found blood and tissue in the
shattered screen and housing.

Still waiting on DNA results.

Definitely suggests violence.

Is Scott Barrett okay?
Don't know.

Metro is still trying
to locate him.

His employer said
he was on vacation.

He wasn't at the house
at the time of the robbery.

On vacation without his phone?

Who goes anywhere
without their phone?

Well, who called in
the burglary?

According to the police report,
the housekeeper.

This is all very intriguing,
Krumitz,

but you brought us all in here

for a case that belongs
to ViCAP, not Cyber.

Except... I stumbled
upon a little something

that makes it Cyber.

The home's security system
was hacked.

(chuckles)
Check this out.

He always do that?
Bury the lead?

Ah, he loves
the attention.

You know, in his mind
this is the bridge

and he's Captain Kirk, you know?
(laughs)

KRUMITZ:
Anyway...

one of the apps I was able
to recover from the phone

was for P-TECH alarm systems,
and the last time

the phone's app was accessed it
armed the home security system

in Scott Barrett's home.

RAMIREZ: But according
to the police report,

no alarm was triggered
during the burglary.

I already called
the security company.

Their logs show
an incoming command

to disarm the system,
but a closer look revealed

it didn't come
from the home keypad or the app.

That means somebody hacked
the communication

between the control panel
and P-TECH.

And disarmed the alarm
remotely from his own device

without being detected.

If that's true,
there's a black hat out there

that can gain access
to any house, any business

that happens to have
a P-TECH alarm system.

That's a regional company.

The entire Eastern Seaboard
is his playground.

Raven, contact P-TECH.

See if they've been notified
of any other intrusions.

This could be the beginning
of a really big crime spree.

MAN (over police radio):
Dispatch, this is
Charlie-312. Over.

Responding to that 10-29.

No wants, no warrants.

¶ ¶

MUNDO:
Barrett's housekeeper reported

some jewelry stolen.

Couple watches,
a tablet.

No eyewitnesses to the burglary.

The house is our eyewitness.

Grab the router, the computer,

the security control box,
the game console--

bring them back to CTOC,
let's see what we find.

I know that look.

Something's not
adding up for you.

Well, hackers
are motivated

by one of two things:
pride or profit.

One group wants
to boast,

impress other hackers
with their skills,

creativity,
their never-seen-before code.

And the other group...

they want money.
Right,

but those guys can simply
harvest credit card numbers

from retailers by the millions,
sell them for $20 online,

and never even leave
the comfort of their own home.

Right.

So why would our target
hack into this sophisticated

security system,
enter this house

just to commit petty larceny?

RUSSELL:
Someone vacuumed.

MAN (calls):
Agent Mundo!

Somebody vacuumed the floor,
but not this area

right here in front of you.
The housekeeper reported

the burglary--
maybe she got started

before she noticed
anything was missing.

Yeah, I don't think so--
the edges of the void
are not consistent

with the movement of a...

vacuum going
back and forth.

Something was here.

Very odd shape.

Maybe that's what
the thief took with him.

Okay.

Hello.

You ever see one
of these little...

automatic vacuums?

(laughs): No.
Oh, they're
so amazing.

You can set the timer
to vacuum on a schedule.

Is this a subtle hint?
You want me to get you

one of these for
your birthday?

Yes, please.
(laughs)

No. Actually,
my point is

this new model, it has memory.

It recalls
the layout of the room,

the placement
of the furniture and...

and objects,
and it automatically
maneuvers around them

the next time
it starts its cycle.

This is our digital eyewitness.

Yeah. Yeah.

It's gonna tell us
what was taken from this room.

¶ ¶

(indistinct police transmission)

(whirring)

RUSSELL:
38 minutes.

Enough time for the vacuum
to do its work and to...

think that whoever was lying
there was a piece of furniture.

Our burglary
just became a homicide.

But who's our victim?

And where's their body?

¶ I know you've deceived me,
now here's a surprise ¶

¶ I know that you have, 'cause
there's magic in my eyes ¶

¶ I can see
for miles and miles ¶

¶ I can see for miles
and miles ¶

¶ I can see
for miles and miles ¶

¶ And miles... ¶

¶ Oh, yeah. ¶

Okay. Let's see
what you have to say.

Yes. Photos.

Okay.

Text messages. Okay.

Look at that. That one.

DNA results on the tissue
and blood Krumitz found

in the phone were a match
to the saliva I swabbed

from the mouthpiece.

And all three were a match

to a hair found
in a brush

I brought back
from the crime scene.

Which means Scott Barrett
was not on vacation.

He's our victim.

My guess is,
Barrett surprised the burglar,

who thought the
house would be empty.

They struggled. Barrett lost.
Guys,

I got something. I just
recovered a text message chain

on Barrett's phone between
Barrett and a woman named Ellen.

MUNDO: I did some background
on the victim.

Ellen Peters is the
victim's ex-wife.

Well, that might explain
why she wrote this.

"Thanks for covering
the last two days.

"I know you had
to postpone your vacation.

I'll come right from the airport
to get her."

Her?

MUNDO: They have a six-year-old
daughter named Rae.

They share custody, but
Rae spends most of the time

with her mother.

This must be Rae.

And according to the text chain,
Ellen was on a business trip

in Australia that got extended.

She's on a flight right now,
back to the States.

If Scott Barrett's dead,
where's his daughter?

Peanut butter and jelly.

What?

His daughter,
she's in the house.

(siren wailing)

(whispering):
I don't hear anything.

I think he's gone.

Rae, can you keep a secret?

Yeah, I can keep a secret.

It's gonna be fun.

Okay.

I'll look in here.

Rae?
Rae?

Where are you?

Rae?

(creaking)

Rae. Are you Rae?

Don't be
afraid.

D.B., I found her!

I want my daddy.

Do you know where he is?

I don't know where your dad is,

but that's okay.
It's gonna be fun.

Honey, my name's Avery.

I'm here to keep you safe.

Can you tell me why
you're hiding in this closet?

My daddy always told me,

if I ever see anyone strange
in the house,

I'm supposed to hide in here.

Did you see somebody strange?

(gasps)

That's him!

Honey, it's okay.
This is my friend.

Hi.

Listen, Rae,

we're just gonna sit here until
you feel comfortable, okay?

And then when
you're ready,

I'm gonna take you
someplace really safe.

Do you want to hold my badge?

Okay.

(indistinct chatter)

RYAN:
Rae,

you hungry?

I spoke with
your mom,

and she said I could ask
you a few questions.

Is that okay with you?

I'm not supposed
to talk to strangers.

(chuckles)
That is a perfect answer.

Well,
maybe your doll can help me.

Hi. What's
your name?

Marla.

But she doesn't talk
when we're not at home.

She's shy.

Sometimes I'm shy, too.

Maybe that means
we'll get along.

Hi, Marla. Nice
to meet you.

I'm Avery.

I'm gonna ask you
a few questions,

but if you get tired
and you want to stop,

you just wrinkle your nose
like this.

(chuckles)

Oh, no.

Marla can't wrinkle her nose.

Hmm. What are we gonna do?

We need to think
of something else.

She can raise her hand.

Yes! That's a great idea, Rae.

So, Marla, when I ask
you these questions,

if you get too tired
or you want to stop,

you just raise
your hand.

Marla, how long did you and Rae
hide in the closet?

What's going on?

NELSON:
He's sleeping.

RYAN:
Maybe he's channeling
the Force.

(scoffs)
He's not a Jedi.

Look at him.
He's sleeping sitting up.

Well, if he's Obi-Wan,
I want to be Yoda.

Uh...

Oh.

(both laugh)

Power nap?
Mm-hmm.

Nah, I was meditating.

Oh, sorry.

Well, it turns out
Rae didn't witness

her father's murder.

Oh, that's very good news.
She got
dropped off

from a sleepover.
The door was unlocked.

Her dad wasn't there. She let
herself into her closet fort.

She played with her tablet,
made herself a sandwich,

fell asleep. And this was
after the body was removed

but before we arrived
on the scene.

Boy, that's
one independent little girl.

(knocking)

Just confirmed
that there's been

seven P-TECH security
burglaries in the past

week and a half.
RUSSELL:
I'm surprised.

Metro Police should have noticed
a pattern.

Well, not all of them happened
in the District.

Maryland, Virginia as well.

In all seven homes, the P-TECH
system was shut down remotely.

And no one-- not the homeowners

or the police-- can identify
the burglar's point of entry.

(scraping)

(creaking)

I know how our target got in.

Rae,

I have
a really important question

I need
your help with.

Did you unlock the back window
in your house?

Yes.

Why'd you do that?

Marla told me to.

Marla told you to?

I was going to a sleepover,
remember?

Yes.

But Marla couldn't come.

So she wanted me
to unlock the window

so she could go in
the backyard to play.

What else did Marla tell you
to do?

It's okay.

You can tell me.

I took her in Daddy's room.

And I know

I'm not supposed to go in there.

Rae,

honey,

you didn't do anything wrong.

Okay?

Okay.

I just got your text.
What do you got?

NELSON:
We went through all the devices
that you brought back

from the Barretts'
brownstone.

The very last thing
he did

was play a golf game
on his Game Vex.

Game Vex has
a 3-D mapping system.

It captures images
of the room you're in.

The console emits invisible
infrared dots of light.

I mean, they're bouncing off of
everything, mapping the space.

We even set up a Game Vex.

Now we can see
what the console sees

through these night-vision
glasses.

Go ahead and put 'em on.

These data points will be
turned into a 2-D depth image

by measuring our distance
from the lens.

It then creates a
point cloud image.

MUNDO:
Okay, this is how

the console communicates
with and identifies the user.

Knows when you've
stepped in the room

to respond to your
voice commands.

RAMIREZ:
Right. While playing,

the console records and saves
the last 20 minutes of gameplay.

I found the console
in the "power on" mode.

Are you telling me the Game Vex
captured the last 20 minutes

of Scott Barrett's life?

(grunting)

We're downloading what
the Game Vex captured

at Scott Barrett's house.

MUNDO:
We know he was playing an
instructional golf video game

on his Game Vex
before he was attacked.

Okay, there's our killer.

The two are struggling over
what looks like a golf club.

(grunting)

In the struggle it looks like

the golf club
struck Scott's phone

after it collided with his head.

That explains the transfer

of the shattered phone screen.

And that same golf club
is our murder weapon.

(grunting)

RAMIREZ:
And it was never recovered
at the scene.

MUNDO:
All right, reboot
in point cloud mode.

Let's get a description
on this guy.

We know Scott Barrett is
five-seven. That means

the attacker is
about five-ten,

165, long hair,
right-handed.

Mm-hmm. Unfortunately,
lot of guys look like that.

Yeah, to catch our target,

we got to step up our game.

We find that golf club,
we get to the killer.

You okay, Daniel?

Yeah, I just
needed some air.

I got the call.

I have to testify
after lunch.

Hey, you're gonna do great.

I still haven't
wrapped my mind

around what Francine did.

I mean, she killed a man.

Killed him in
self-defense.

And today it could all be over

if Francine is gonna
come home soon

and start her life again.

She became kind of
an instant parent

when our mom and dad
were murdered.

I'm gonna tell Mom!

(gasps, panting)

Daniel, get out of here!

Why?
Go!

KRUMITZ:
She never got to be a teenager.

I need help.

KRUMITZ:
She raised me.

I just wish my parents knew
what a good job she did.

Your parents are watching you
from above, Daniel.

They're very proud of you.

You think?

I don't think.

I know.

Elijah, there was a golf app
on Scott Barrett's phone.

It syncs with a device
to help you perfect your swing.

The app communicates
with the club.

MUNDO:
Right. It records path, speed,

angle and impact.
But

the device that was attached
to Barrett's club

was also equipped
with GPS tracking.

It gave you the location
of the murder weapon?
Yup.

(siren blaring)

(tires squeak)

MAN:
Team One, let's go.

Over on the
left side.

Clear.

Clear.

(man speaks indistinctly)

Clear behind this wall.

Guys, here's our golf club.

And Scott Barrett.

Clear!

(sighs)

RYAN:
Rae said her doll told her
to unlock the window.

Her doll?

Marla. Marla talks.
So, the question is,

how does Marla talk?

When a little girl
wants Marla to speak,

she pushes this button
which triggers a microphone.

As Marla listens,
audio recordings travel

through the Web to a server

where it's processed
into a text.

It creates a database
so in the future,

when the doll responds,

it responds with something
that the child likes.

Almost like a real conversation.

NELSON
But with Rae's doll,
our hacker

was able
to intercept communication,

making Marla say
whatever he wanted.

Ugh. Turning a little girl's
imaginary friend

into something very real

and very dangerous.

So, through the doll,

the hacker instructed Rae
to unlock the window.

Can you do that for me now?

Yeah, okay, I can do that.

Manipulating the most vulnerable
person in the house

by using their
favorite toy--

I mean, that...
that's frightening.

How did the hacker do this?

NELSON: Means the target
went after the doll.

Through Wi-Fi.
This is war driving.

The target parked outside

the victim's home, spoofed

the DHCP address of the router
to connect to the doll.

RUSSELL:
All right, so you guys figured
out how the hacker did it.

So can we make use
of his handiwork

to catch him?
Mm, that's a problem.

The only digital dust left
by the target

on Barrett's router is the MAC
address of his device he used.

NELSON:
Yeah, which doesn't help much.

It's very tough to find a device
that only has a MAC address.

It's like having a fingerprint
that's not in a database.

Well, maybe we can find him

through his patterns
of life and behavior.

What was the total value
of all the items

stolen from the Barrett home?

Less than 600 bucks.

And the other houses?

No more than
four grand total.

Okay, that is a lot of
work for a little return.

Doesn't make any sense

when he's sitting on something
so much more valuable.

Wait. What's that?

Zero days. Two of 'em.

RYAN:
One for P-TECH,

and one for Marla Doll.

They're worth at least
$200,000 each.

Well, that's his endgame.
Money, money, money.

Wait, wait, wait. I'm sorry.
How...how does that work?

The companies will pay him
to stay quiet

and to stop the intrusions.

All right, but then
why would he risk

entering a house to steal what,
like, four grand?

He needs to prove the exploits
really work in order to collect.

A hacker's real power
is behind the computer.

They rarely risk exposure
in the real world,

so it's highly unlikely

that our hacker
would enter the Barrett home.

RUSSELL: So, we're looking
for two people, right?

Right.
Hacker and a thief.

So, the hacker used the
Marla doll to case the house.

What room are we in now?

The living room.

Let's count the windows.

Okay. One, two, three.

And took care
of the breaking part.

Then he outsourced the entering.

That's when your burglar came
through the unlocked window.

Yeah, I don't imagine
our hacker was planning

on being an accessory to murder.

Well, he just made
a big mistake.

(phone buzzing)

I told you not to call me.

I just want you to know
I took care of it.

You're gonna get me caught.

Hello?

(scoffs)

Damn.

(engine starts)

KRUMITZ:
Hey.

So, we know the
location of the murder

and the location
of the dump site.

The killer traveled from

Barrett's home
to the warehouse.

And his phone would have pinged
any towers

along that route.

Well, he had a body
in the car, which means

our killer would have taken
the most direct route

to drop Scott Barrett's
body at the dump site.

So, let's concentrate on the
towers and the most direct path.

All right, here are
the phone numbers that have

those towers in common.

Based on the time of death
and our drive time,

we can create a window

after Barrett was murdered,
before the body dumped.

Time stamp will help us
eliminate any phones

traveling away
from the dump site.

Okay, drumroll.

All the phones that pinged
in that area and...

the towers
they have in common.

Let's see
who those numbers belong to.

RAMIREZ:
Hey, check out
Lonnie Swaine.

He has a rap sheet

and a little habit
of breaking and entering.

Call Elijah, see if he can
track down Mr. Swaine.

(beeping)
RYAN:
Time for court?

Call me.

Lonnie Swaine, FBI.

Moving into
this room.

Clear.

Clear!

Follow me, check
the kitchen.

(gurgling)

Call the EMTs.
MAN:
Yes, sir!

(gurgling, gasping)

(whirring)

She was shaken and scared,

and right away she told me
what she had done.

MAN:
And what did Francine
tell you happened?

KRUMITZ:
She shot Taylor Pettis.

Did she tell you why?

He was stalking her.

MAN:
The two of you had seen

Taylor Pettis at a
diner the day before.

Yes.

Did she mention him
stalking her then?

No.

What do you do
for a living, Agent Krumitz?

I'm an FBI cyber investigator.

Which means, you understand
what a tower dump is?

Yes.
WOMAN:
Your Honor, I fail
to see the relevance

of this line of
questioning.

It speaks
to the defendant's claim

that she was being stalked.

Answer the question,
Mr. Krumitz.

It's information requested

from service providers
that indicates

the devices that connected
with a particular tower.

And what does this
information include?

Telephone numbers
and a time stamp indicating

when the device
pinged the tower.

Okay, so, if I was to show you
a time stamp

from a cell phone that pinged
several towers within 30 seconds

of another cell phone
pinging those same towers,

what would you conclude?

Well, most likely
the owner of the first phone

was being followed by the owner
of the second.
Perfect.

So according to these
tower dump records,

who would you conclude,
in this case,

the owner of the
second phone is?

Francine Krumitz.

ATTORNEY:
Objection. Daniel Krumitz

is not called as an expert
witness, and that information

has not been entered
into evidence.

In ten cases over just two days,
Objection!

Francine Krumitz's
cell phone pings a tower
Again, counselor's assuming

after the victim's cell phone
facts not in evidence!

pings the exact same tower.
You can't backdoor the use

of these documents.
JUDGE: Objection overruled.

Your Honor, please!

Francine Krumitz... was stalking

Taylor Pettis.

KRUMITZ:
You lied to me.

You are so selfish.

Not for one moment did
you think about me.

All I had was you, and
now I've lost that, too.

Stop feeling sorry
for yourself, Daniel.

Make me a promise...

that when you walk out this door
you forget it all.

Why are you saying this?

I can't forget about you.

Just move on, Daniel.

No pity party.

Promise me, Daniel.

Just promise me you'll be happy.

Please?

Just... be happy.

¶ ¶

CHILD (echoing):
Come on, get back here!

I'm gonna tell Mom!

(echoed giggling)

I promise.

Found two cell phones
in a blender.

One belonged to Lonnie,
the other one was a burner.

Now, we think the burner
belonged to our target,

ditched after
he stabbed Lonnie.

And Nelson and Raven have

separated all the pieces
and reconstructed

both phones.

Now, Lonnie does match

the basic description
of Scott Barrett's attacker

we pulled from the point cloud
image of the Game Vex.

Five-ten, 165 pounds,
long hair.

I'm not sure that'll get
us a court conviction.

No. Lonnie's not talking,
despite the fact

that he's clinging
to his life.

The target knew
we were onto him.

He attempted to kill Lonnie,
because if Lonnie

hadn't murdered Scott
Barrett, things would be
going along as planned.

Here's what I don't understand.
Our hacker could've simply gone

to the doll company
and to P-TECH

after the first three burglaries
and cashed in.

Both companies
would have dismissed him

and used their own employees
to find the vulnerabilities.

He had to keep
them scared.

NELSON:
I got it! I know how

to prove the burner was
our hacker's phone.

There's no identifying info
on the burner.

No texts, no contacts,

no calendars-- all empty.

But there was one database
bursting with info.

MUNDO:
Motion processor data.

Measures the
phone's movement.

Like up and down,
left and right.

NELSON:
And better than that,

the chip is so sensitive
that it records even
the tiny vibrations.

So you're gonna tell us

how these vibrations connect
to these numbers?

Yeah, well, those numbers
represent our vibration,

and each row of six numbers
is a single keystroke.

The tiny movement of our burner,
and it has a rhythm.

So, you know,
I channeled

my inner Jedi and, uh,

I found a pattern.
Looks like our target

was doing something
that we do every day.

He was typing.

NELSON:
Yep. The burner was sitting
right next to his laptop,

inadvertently recording
vibrations as he typed.

(buzzing)

Are you really gonna tell us
you know what he was typing?

Yes, indeed.

Come here.

See, I mapped the
position of every letter

on the standard keyboard--
right or left,

top to bottom--
which means there are

corresponding letter
positions for every word
in the online dictionary.

MUNDO:
Keystrokes become coordinates,
like locations on a map.

NELSON:
Mm-hmm.

And on a map, you get location;
on a keyboard,

you get words.
RYAN:
Wait, this is gonna tell us

what our target was typing?

MUNDO:
I mean, Nelson, this is great,
but... unless the target

I.D.'d himself to his victims,
I don't see how this helps.

War driving takes a long time.

He could've gotten bored,

maybe went online.
He might have

signed on
to his e-mail.

Search for this.

Top left, bottom right,

bottom left,
top right, bottom right.

You're looking
for an at and dot com.

(beeping)

And that's our hacker's
e-mail address.

Nelson,
call the service provider.

Let's get a location
on this guy.

Whoever you are,
playtime is over.

¶ ¶

(sirens wailing)

(tires squeal)

(sirens approaching)

(grunts)
Oh!

Turn around.
Roll over, roll over.

(groaning in pain)

Give me your
other hand.

This is gonna be fun.

(siren wailing in distance)
(indistinct radio chatter)

I was doing those
companies a favor.

I exposed flaws
in their systems.

Was it worth it?

OFFICER:
Please stay in your home, ma'am.

¶ ¶

Mommy!

Rae!

¶ ¶

¶ ¶

(grunting)

(loud grunt)

¶ ¶

¶ ¶

¶ ¶

Haven't seen you in a while.
Rough day?

(sighs) The kind that needs
to end with a drink.

Huh. You don't really strike me

as the kind of guy that drinks
to escape his problems.

Can't escape
this one.

My dad has cancer.

He's refusing treatment.

(exhales)

This is weird-- you're
the first person I've talked to

about any of this.

I know how hard it is.

Sometimes it's easier
to talk to a stranger.

¶ ¶

(soft whirring)

(beep)

Not bad, huh?

Are you showing off?

Yeah, a little bit.

What are you doing
out here?

Are you still debating
whether or not to take

the deputy director job?

No, I'm not taking it.

Really? Why not?

Python. He's the most dangerous
drug dealer on the Deep Web.

He's implicated in six murders;
I'm gonna catch him.

And you can't unless
you're out in the field, right?

Right.
Okay.

Aren't you afraid
they're gonna bring

some stuffy suit above you?

I don't think
they can afford it.

I spent the last of their budget
on your new lab.

(both laugh)

Well, I thank you.

I thank you for all of it.

I can't tell you how much I...

appreciate having
a new chapter in my life.

Oh.

Now, how does
this thing work?

(whirring)

You ever flown
one of these before?

No.

Aah!

(groans)
Wait.

Uh, just tell me how
do I make it stop.

I don't know.

You broke it.

(laughs)
I didn't break it.

Yeah, you did. I...

It's heading
towards the Capitol.

(laughing)
It's...

Ah. Good luck.

Well, now, don't...
I've got to call
the Pentagon.

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