All language subtitles for CSI Cyber S01E04 Fire Code

My name is Avery Ryan.

I was a victim of cyber crime.

Like you, I posted
on social media,

checked my bank account
balance online,

even kept
the confidential files

of my psychological practice
on my computer.

Then I was hacked,
and as a result,

one of my patients
was murdered.

My investigation into her death
led me to the FBI,

where I joined a team
of cyber experts

to wage a war against
a new breed of criminal

hiding on the Deep Web...

infiltrating our daily lives
in ways we never imagined...

...faceless...

nameless...

lurking inside our devices,

just a keystroke away.

(hissing)

(indistinct chatter over TV)

(alarm clock beeping)

(beeping, rapid trilling)

(water pouring)

(beeping,
indistinct chatter over TV)

(drops remote, beeping stops)

(indistinct chatter,
static crackles over TV)

(man laughs, crowd chatter)

(rock music playing loudly,
alarm clock beeping)

(silence)

(sighs)

(faint clatter)

(panting)

(screams)

(panting)

*

(car horn honking)

Hey, look out!

(car horn blaring)

WOMAN:
Hey!

(tires screeching)

Whoa.

(tires screeching)

Whoa!

(Rusty groaning)

Been a while, Rusty.
(grunts)

Hey! Hey, take it easy.

You don't text,
you don't call.

I've been busy.
Besides, it wasn't me.

What wasn't you?

Whatever this was about.

Part of being
a criminal informant

means taking our calls

and providing
useful information to the FBI.

Yeah. We heard
you got something useful.

We got a tip
you were bragging about it.

Bragging?
That don't sound like me.

I'm a humble individual.

(Ryan and Mundo laugh)

Okay, then... we'll check
your devices then.

We'll see what we find.

All right. Wow.

All the roughhousing's
unnecessary.

I was just about to call you.

Oh, okay.

Came across something

you might be
interested in.
Slowly.

It's a hot new
piece of code.

Just be careful
where you stick it.

So much power
in such a small plastic case.

RYAN:
Krumitz,

if the connection's secure,
just plug in the flash drive.

Oh. Right.

Here we go.

Let's see
if this actually works.

(trilling)

You okay?
Yeah.

Just letting Krummy
do his things.

He's pretty excited about
all of this stuff, so,

you know.
MUNDO:
All right.

Do we know what it does yet?

Hey, hey, Elijah,

let's just show, then tell.

You know, I've got
a very full day, so...

All right, all right,
it's almost unloading, okay?

98, 99...

And... install.

(printer whirring)
It's working.

What's working?
You printing something?

Wait for it, wait
for it. Trust me.

You're gonna
want to see this.

Whoa. There we go.
Now it's working.

(laughs)

Okay.

Okay, okay. Oh.

That was awesome.

See, your C.I. gave us

code hidden inside
a firmware update

that disengages
the thermal switch of a printer.

That switch regulates
the temperature of an ink fuser,

you know, keeping it
from overheating.

So now, when the paper loads,

touching the blazing-hot fuser,

it sparks, then the paper
in the tray ignites,

causing your printer
to catch on fire.

So the fuser is the match,
and the paper is the fuel.

KRUMITZ:
Yeah. (chuckles)
SIFTER: Code sent

from a computer
did all this?

KRUMITZ:
It's pretty amazing, huh?

RYAN:
That's terrifying.

Someone's figured out

how to set a fire
through the Internet.

Where'd you get this?

At an office supply store.

Do you want to play games?

The code, Rusty.

The code in the flash drive--
who gave it to you?

What makes you think
I didn't write it?

You're not that smart.

You're a step above
script kiddie.

Hey, I was, uh, gonna try
and help you guys out,

but if you're gonna insult

my skills...

It's incredibly
sophisticated code.

It highlights a big flaw

in Public Electric printers.

Manufacturer didn't even
know about it.

It's a legitimate
zero-day vulnerability.

I know. I was gonna try
and sell it to them.

Big companies pay
good money for

their own zero-days.

That's why hackers spend so many
hours searching for them.

I figured I could get
at least a grand for that,

whether it worked or not.

It's one thing to sell
flaws to FriendAgenda.

It's another
to walk around

with detailed instructions

on how to remotely
set a fire.

Oh, is...

is that against the law?

I was just trying to
earn a living here.

This is my business.

Now it's our business.
If you didn't write

the code, who did?

I don't know.

I traded for it on the wire.

Deep Web user?

What was their handle?

I don't remember
that kind of thing.

I would tell you if I did.
I would.

You guys

look like you don't...
believe me.

(knocking on glass)

I searched recent reports of
electrical fires across the U.S.

Most were faulty wiring,
appliances left on

or too many plugs
in one outlet, but

one in Louisville,
Kentucky, stood out.

The victim reported

an unexplained power surge that
set her printer on fire.

This was two nights ago.
Mm-hmm.

Stupid thing.

Avery and I are headed out.
I'll call you when we touch down

in Louisville.
All right.
I'll be ready.

What happened?
Where's Michelle?

She's fine, Elijah. I
just need to talk to you.

You haven't returned my
messages, so I thought that...

Yeah, I know, I know.
I've been crazy busy.

I'm on my way to the airport
now. I'll call you from the car.

This is not something I want
to talk about over the phone.

I wouldn't be here

if it wasn't important.

MUNDO:
Wow.

A naval flight instructor.

Uh, that's a great
opportunity for you.

It's gonna be tough
for Michelle and me to visit you

in San Diego, but we'll get
out there as often as we can.

I was hoping that Michelle could
live with me.

(sighs, stutters)

No, Michelle's not moving
to San Diego.

Our daughter spends most of her
time with me anyway, Elijah.

With your work, and as
much as you travel, it's...

My father helps out.

Joint custody was not
supposed to mean

that she sees her grandfather
more than she sees her dad.

Is this a conversation

about custody or about
your new job opportunity?

Elijah, please...
No.

Devon, no more changes.
Michelle stays with me.

I got to go.

(trilling)

*

*

(typing)

Krumitz, I got the chip.

It should tell us if malicious
code ignited the printer.

Sending it to you right now.

WOMAN:
We're suing the landlords.

I mean, there should have been
sprinklers in here, right?

Well, your apartment's
not up to code.

But fortunately, the fire
department responded quickly,

and Stacie was able
to get out alive.

Kate, you weren't here
when this happened?

I spent the last week in Florida
with my parents.

And I never even opened
her door, until...

(screams)

You told the investigators
you thought

that your apartment
was possessed?

Right before the fire,

all the appliances suddenly
came to life.

(alarm clock beeping,
rock music playing loudly)

How elaborate is
your Wi-Fi password?

Our... Wi-Fi?

It's as important as the lock
on your front door.

What does that have to do
with the fire?

Well, the evidence shows
that the fire started

inside the printer in your room.

So it was an electrical fire.

More likely a cyber intrusion
into your router.

Without a good password,
anyone can invade your network

and access your devices.

I'm gonna need a list
from both of you.

All the people you know
who have tech skills--

maybe an ex-boyfriend who has
a degree in computer science?

Wait a minute, you think
someone we know did this?

You're saying we were hacked?

It's a possibility.

No one was in this apartment
all week but me.

No one would need
to be in the apartment.

They would only need remote
access to Kate's computer.

If I'm right about this,
this fire was not an accident.

It was arson.

* 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 and miles

* And miles...

* Oh, yeah.

*

Hey, yo!

Fellas?

Come on, quit wasting ammo.

Fellas!
No, just kill him.

Guys!

(chattering)

What's up?!

Quest!
Hey, yo, you acting like

you seen a ghost, man.
What's up, man?

What's up, dude?
What's up, boy?

Hey, man.
What's up?
Icarus, what's up?

Where you been?

Man, I been in D.C. mostly, man.

He is wearing a tie, dude.

I know, and a vest.

You're right, I do.
I have a tie and vest.

And I do have on
dress shoes, okay?

That's right, man,
I been working.

Work? What's that? Work?
I don't know, man, what's work?

What's work?

Something both of
you guys need: jobs.

You see what I'm saying?

Y'all clowning on me already.

All right, see what happens
when one of you guys get busted.

Be just like me--
be a I.T. guy

working at a real estate
firm in Arlington.

Clock punchers--
that's real scary.

Hey, uh, where's Meta?
Is he still living here or...

Sort of. We don't really
see him around much anymore.

Things have changed
ever since you left.

That's crazy.

Loser buys pizza?

House rules.

Come on, man. Pizza?

This early?
ICARUS: Or late.

BOTH: Depending on
how you look at it.

Both of you guys are crazy, man.
(laughter)

Crazy, both of y'all,
still the same.
Let's roll, buddy.

Come on, man.
Hey, count me in.

I'm gonna go use the bathroom.

All right, you know
where it's at?

Come on--
do I know where it's at?

SIFTER:
Look,

determining the identity
of the hacker

who wrote the illegal firmware
update is a priority.

But a recall of the product is

highly recommended, be...

No, even if you send out
the new update,

it can still be rewritten.

All right,
that's up to you.

Yeah.
(hangs up)

Lawyers from P.E.
skirting responsibility,

claiming user manipulation,
not a defect in their printer.

Well, technically,
they're correct about that.

You know, technically,

it's still their product;
they've got to take

responsibility for fixing
the problem.

What is it you want to show me?

I compared the firmware upgrade

that Elijah sent from the fire
in Louisville with the one

our C.I. gave us--

the firmware that started
the fire in the printer--

and they didn't match.

It's not the
same code?

No.

Well, it is, it is.

Just slightly altered.

And that alteration
made it possible

for me to track
the I.P. address

right to the person
who hacked the Wi-Fi

and intruded the router,
taking control of the computer

that communicated with the
printer that started the fire

in Stacie Evers' condo.

Target's name is Donald O'Hare.

All right, so that's
a good thing, right?

We got our guy.
It's always the mistakes

our targets make
that get them caught.

Yeah?
Mm-hmm.

Yeah, uh, something is
bothering you here.

Our target used
a virtual private network

to mask his identity,

and then put his own I.P.
into the update?

That's like robbing a bank
with a ski mask

and then handing the teller
your driver's license

to cash a check.

Yeah, yeah.

After going to all this trouble,

why embed the I.P.
in the update,

leading us right
to him? Yeah.

Why, indeed?

MAN:
Over by the pump, Steve.

Get it out back.

We're bringing it
to the...

(door buzzes)

Donald O'Hare!

FBI! Freeze!

FBI! Get out of the way!

(grunts)

Donald O'Hare!

Stay right where you are.
You're under arrest.

Give me your hands, come on.

We found this on
your home computer.

You know what
I'm thinking, Donald?

You're a pyromaniac
compelled to start fires

for sexual gratification.

But unlike other arsonists,

you're too afraid
to do it in person.

So you relied on
your computer skills

to keep a safe distance.

How am I doing?

That video
doesn't prove a thing.

But you still needed
an open Wi-Fi signal.

And the right printer.

So I'm guessing you started
driving around town,

sniffing for Wi-Fi signals
till you found one.

And Stacie lives, what,
six blocks from your place?

I wouldn't know.

You also needed
to see it happen,

so you installed a backdoor
Trojan into Stacie's computer

in her bedroom so you could
access the camera,

as well as the built-in camera
in the smart TV in the kitchen.

But why did you mess with
the other devices?

What did the coffeemaker
do, other than scare her?

Ah, you're remembering.

Oh, it excited you to scare her.

It's your form of foreplay.

Well, here's what
I don't understand.

Donald, maybe you can
help me with this.

Did you want
to get caught?

Did you want credit
for the exploit?

I mean, why go to
all the trouble

to stay anonymous
and distant

if you were gonna embed your
I.P. address in the update?

Oh, you didn't know.

Your I.P. address
was embedded.

Who gave you the code?

I don't know who.

(clears throat)

Someone I met in a forum
on fire prevention.

Do you remember
the user's handle?

J-U-5-T-U-5.

But... in leetspeak,

numbers are letters,

so it really spells...

"Justice."

According to P.E.,

they've sold over
1.5 million of those printers.

Unless we can
unplug them all, Simon,

each one's a possible target.

I'll let you know
what we find out.

(knocking on glass)

Hey. Heard you were back.

Listen, we have a lead.

We got to move quickly.

There's a user
going by the handle Justice.

J-U-5-T-U-5.

We think he may be
the author of the code.

I need you to gain access
to the forums and...
Avery.

(sighs)

That's why I'm here.

I know who wrote the code.

(chuckles softly)

I did.

After I got busted for
the stock exchange hack,

you guys took everything
away from me.

You took my cell phone, my
video games, my computers,

60,000 MP3s
on my laptop.

But you didn't get this.

Flash drive?

Holds 128 gigs.

Not enough for
all my music,

but a safe place to back up
all my favorite codes.

Like the printer exploit.

Yeah.

I called it Ghost Print.

Code for basically hacking
into someone's network

and taking control
of their printer.

Look, I thought it
would be a funny prank

to play on my friends.

Print weird messages,
freak them out.

Took a while, but I figured out
how to do it on P.E. printers.

Why P.E.?
Well, because

it's a popular brand and
just about everybody has one.

Are you certain
this is your code?

I compared it to what
we got from your C.I.,

and it all lines up.

But, look, j-just
the first part.

Look, you got
to believe me.

I only wrote code that
allowed the intrusion,

not the code
to set a fire.

Sit down.

Who else knew
about this code?

See, that's the thing;
I don't know.

Nelson.

Okay.

(sighs)

I shared it on a few forums.

But, look,
it was a long time ago.

Look, anyone could've
taken my code

a-and expanded on it.

What's going on out there?

Another fire.

Community college
in Atlanta.

Local news is all over it.

Security cam footage has
printers in the computer lab

mysteriously bursting
into flames.

They're saying
it's a poltergeist.

The guy we arrested
in Louisville

is still behind bars.

This is someone new.

(sirens wailing in distance)

I just talked
to the fire investigator.

Emergency sprinkler system
was able to save the building,

but not the lab.

The fire burned too hot,
too fast.

Found a janitor dead
in the storage closet.

He wasn't able
to get out?
No.

His only escape route would've
been right through the fire.

Autopsy report
shows third-degree burns...
Help me! Somebody!

...suggesting he tried
to get out, but probably

died of smoke inhalation
before he could.

They're not even sure if the
fire alarms were functioning.

How many of these printers
are there?

Four printers, four fires.

All individual points of origin.

One there,

two there, one over there.

The behavior of our fire starter

doesn't match the profile
of an arsonist.

Unlike Donald O'Hare, who
wanted to watch the blaze,

this target doesn't seem
to share the same M.O.

The first responders
didn't see

anyone at the scene,
these devices

don't have any
internal cameras,

and the security cameras
are all hardwired.

This is a hacker
playing with fire,

is this is.
This is some selfish,

inconsiderate bastard
who never stopped

to think the consequences.

Printers are fried.

I seriously doubt
I can find a chip,

let alone recover
any data off one.

You "seriously doubt"?

You comfortable telling
his family that?

Uh...
RYAN:
Elijah.

If you need to go back
to Washington, do so.

I'm fine.

Listen, I don't need
one of your therapy sessions.

You're afraid. I understand.

The idea of losing somebody
you care about...

No, Michelle is not
going anywhere.

Maybe not. But Devon is.

So this office printer
wasn't on the same network

as the other printers?

KRUMITZ:
No, it was.

Then why didn't it burn?

Was it offline or unplugged?

Nope.

Just out of paper.

No fuel to start a fire.

I give you the match.

A melted fuser.

Proof there was
an intrusion.

Check this out.

(trilling)

A new I.P. address.

Different than the last one
but embedded in the same spot.

I can't figure how they managed
to make the same rookie mistake.

Because it wasn't a mistake.

(door opens, bell jingles)

Can I help you?

RYAN:
We sure hope so.

You see, we know

how you started those fires
at the community college.

MUNDO: Your I.P. address was
embedded in the firmware update.

It's shocking, I know.

(scoffs)

What are you talking about?
I-I...

We also know why
you started those fires.

You were recently fired
as an I.T. professor there.

And now you work here.

Oh. Y-You're looking for Dave.

I-I think
he might be in the back...

Yeah, I wouldn't
try that, Dave.

If you do make it past us,
there's a SWAT team outside,

and they will
shoot you on sight.

RYAN: We also know
that you didn't write the code.

You were a pawn
in someone else's game,

and they set you up.

So the only question left
for us to ask

is: who gave you the code?

Another one who's
not talking.

(handcuffs clicking)

*

(indistinct chatter)

Heads up!

After all these years,
you still can't hit

a 360, huh?
(groans)

Let's see you try it
in those shiny-ass shoes.

(laughs)

Man, I heard you got

three years probation,
no computer use.

Yeah. Limited.
Damn.

They let me have a phone,

and I can use the computer
at the real estate office,

but, uh, it's all
closely monitored.

Aw, bro, that's worse than
the electric chair.
Yeah.

According to my probie, I'm not
even allowed to associate myself

with known hackers.

Oh, well, uh, you
should bounce then,

'cause Meta is
worldwide, son! Ah!

(laughs):
You're still the same, man.

You know.
Hey, listen.

Thanks for taking all the heat
on that stock exchange hack.

You never gave me up,
and I won't forget that ever.

And I won't forget
that you got me busted

by sending all the money
to my bank account.

Hey, we didn't know it'd
actually work, all right?

Believe me, if we had
to do it over again...

Look, man, it's all good,
all right? What's done is done.

But check it, I need
a favor from you.
Name it.

You still rolling hard
on the wire?

All day, all night.
Cool.

Well, look,
I'm looking for someone.

Goes by the name of Justice.
J-U-5-T-U-5.

You know anything
about that?
No, it doesn't sound familiar.

Of course, names kind of
all blend together.

You know how many hackers
are using leetspeak now.

Well, you're right
about that.

What do you need from him?

Just a work thing.

At the real estate office?

Yeah, man, he pissed
my boss off pretty bad.

Look, just keep an eye out
on him for me.

You can do that?
Yeah, man.

If you see anything,
just let me know.

You got my back,
I got yours, baby.
There it is, man.

Speaking of backs,
stay off yours, all right?

Oh, all right,
all right.

Hey, get some new shoes,
all right?

(laughs)

Our arsonist in Atlanta was
set up by the same Deep Web user

going by the handle Justice.

He wrote an executable

into the firmware update
that identified the sender.

So what could he possibly gain
by revealing the user's code?

Ownership.

Credit as the author.

Or maybe he just enjoys
creating chaos.

Some hackers just want
to watch the world burn.

How do we find this guy,
put a stop to all this?

Well, the M.O.s
on all three cases are the same.

He's handpicking
who to set up.

First a black hat

known for selling zero-days,

then a deviant pyromaniac

compelled to start fires,
and now a revenge arsonist

to make a public statement.

Meanwhile, P.E.
has done nothing

to spread the word about
unplugging these printers.

Can you believe there
were nine of them

on the third floor
of this building?

Yeah. I had them unplugged,
of course, but...

I mean, one of the most
secure places in the country,

and even we were
vulnerable.

Sorry, but you two need
to see this.
More fires?

Public Electric just got
a video message from Justice.

It's untraceable.

This is a freeze frame
of the first few seconds.

RYAN:
"I'm just warming up."

By now, all of you at P.E.,

as well as the public,
have seen what I am capable of.

A massive recall on your
printers will cost you millions,

but the bad press
from additional fires

will cost you everything.

Wire $10 million to the accounts
that I have provided you,

and this all goes away.

Ignore my request,

and I'll post the codes online.

And if you do

decide to recall
all of your printers,

be warned,

it's not your only device
that can burn.

You have two hours to comply

before P.E. sets the world
on fire.

That was his plan all along.

In pathological terms,

he's what's known
as a professional torch,

someone who burns
for profit.

He needed those scapegoats
to get caught.

Otherwise, the cause of the fire
would remain a mystery.

Right. Proof of concept.

MUNDO: Which is
why he embedded

the code that would reveal
their I.P. addresses.

He put the code
on the wire

knowing that closet arsonists
and deviant hackers would see

how easy it would
be to start a fire.

Yeah, but it was all just
a setup by Justice

to prove that his exploits
were a viable threat,

something P.E. would pay
$10 million to stop.

Yeah, well, it worked.
P.E. wants to pay.

They can't do that.

Uh, they can,

and they most
likely will.

Arson for profit
is a rational commercial act.

He's not bluffing.

If they don't pay,
there will be more fires.

And if they do pay?

Gives him incentive
to do it again.

What's all this?

Noticed you weren't around
for the video presentation.

Yeah, I had a late lunch.

Is, uh, this yours?

Found it on
your desk.

Yeah, thanks.

Quest, huh?

That's cool.

It's kind of like
dorky dog tags.

But if I had anything on
there I didn't want the FBI

to know about, I'd
leave it at home.

RYAN:
We have one hour

to discover which
of these P.E. devices

is capable of being hacked
to start a fire.

Justice-- he's gonna target
something that's common,

something almost everybody has.

Something that can't be stopped
by unplugging it

or pulling the paper
out of the tray.

We need to stay one step
ahead of him this time.

No more
playing catch-up.

Make it burn.

P.E. just got five separate
offshore account numbers

from Justice-- Singapore,
Dubai, Hong Kong,

Belize and the Cayman Islands.

$2 million to each.
Well, it's smart.

It's hard to monitor them all
with such a small window.

You really think he's gonna
try this again if they pay?

If we don't stop him,
who will?

Uh, listen, Avery,
about earlier.

I'm... I-I was rattled.

Elijah, a little piece
of advice:

when it comes
to family,

be selfish.

*

*

Krummy?

(whoops)

Check it out.

I did it.

I remembered something I read

a few years back, right?
It was this article

about how you can blow up a
laptop's battery on command.

So I started
with that first.

KRUMITZ:
I came pretty close

by disengaging the cooling fan.

But the battery's
a much more viable option.

Yeah, well,
that's because laptop batteries

are smarter than you think.

Most contain a
microcontroller

that monitors the power
level of the unit,

allowing the operating system
to check the battery's charge

and respond accordingly.

That means lithium ion batteries
can regulate their own heat

for safety purposes.

RYAN:
Or be manipulated

to overheat and explode.

I had written pieces
of the code for it already.

It was an old exploit I
was working on back...

Back in the day.

I'm gonna call P.E. and let them
know about this new exploit.

You guys keep working on these.

We need to know
what we're up against,

in case he walks away
with the money.

Wait, in case he...

You mean they paid?

Ten minutes ago.

But between the work
you're doing here

and us tracking where that money
goes, we're gonna show him

the real meaning
of the word "justice."

What have we got?
Just monitoring
all the accounts.

As soon as Justice moves
one cent, we'll know about it.

Good. He's gonna want a reward
for all this hard work.

And he'll do it sooner
rather than later.

Nelson!

Nelson just left.

I tried calling his cell phone.
He's not answering.

Do you know where he went?

He didn't say.

After he showed me
how to burn the computer,

what did he do
when I left?

He went back to work
on his computer.

Can you disable
the keystroke loggers on these?

No. We'll be able to see

whatever he typed last.

What is it? What did he type?

A message to Justice.

"Don't touch the money.

"The Feds are onto you.

"I still got your back.

Meet me at our spot
in an hour."

(indistinct chatter)

FBI! Show me your hands!

Stand up slowly!

Freeze! Don't move!
Right hand only.

Remove your headsets.
Let them drop.

Put your hands back up.

(singsongy):
Dude, we're being swatted!

We didn't...
we didn't do anything.

MAN:
Clear!

He's not here!

Turn around. Down.
Hey.

Stay down.

(handcuffs clicking)

Where is he?

Where is Justice?

You're late.

Had to make sure
you came alone.

No Feds hiding
in the bushes.

So, uh, you're
behind all this, huh?

You're Justice?

Man, I almost told you
earlier, all right?

You kind of
caught me off guard.

Your probation officer
got you looking

into his cases
or something?

I mean, it's a part of my deal.

I know a piece of my code was
being used on the printers.

I mean, anybody could
have had it over the wire.

Wasn't until you mentioned
another device that can burn.

That's when
I remembered.
The laptop.

You found the article
about blowing up the battery.

We started
that project together.

I finished it.

Nah, man. We were
just messing around.

Trying to make a few bucks
selling exploits, that was it.

Yeah, and we made
ten million, son!

Okay, so what now?

You're gonna wire all the
money to your bank account?

What, you think
they won't notice?

You think this
is a game.

Listen, man,
they will find you.

I know these people.

They won't stop
until they do.

Someone got hurt.
Someone died...

Hey! I didn't start
those fires, all right?

I just pointed out
a major security flaw,

and then handed them
the bad guy using it.

You don't get
it, do you?

You a the bad guy.

Good guys don't do it for
the money or the credit.

They do it to protect
innocent people.

Elijah's tracking
Nelson's Tesla

since we couldn't
locate his phone.

Neither one of
them's online.

He disabled them both.

Any luck figuring out
where he sent that message to?

Yeah, it was a text from his
computer to a registered number.

Which is weird,
since Nelson knows

we log everything
on FBI-issued computers.

Why not send the text
from his phone?

Because he didn't want
to hide it.

He just wanted
to get a head start.

So, what, Feds brainwashed you?

You working for them now?

It's like you said.

You didn't
start the fires.

Now, look,
if you just

turn yourself in and
give back the money,

they might go
easy on you, okay?
(scoffs)
All right.

And what, cut me
a deal like yours?

Chained to a desk,

chasing down some other hackers
for minimum wage?

Yeah. No thanks.
I'll take my chances.

I got a guy in the Deep Web

willing to launder the money,
ten cents on the dollar.

They will still find you.

So, what? That mean
you don't want your cut?

Huh?

Two million dollars
in Belize.

You sure about this?

You got my back,
I got yours.

Okay, I know it looks bad,
but he left a digital trail

for us to follow for a reason.

Or he's playing us, and he's
gonna disappear just like...

Like Tobin?

Black hats are hardwired
to buck the system.

Most can't be reformed.

What do you want me
to say, Elijah?

I was wrong about Tobin.

I will be
wrong again.

But I am not wrong about Nelson.

I want you to be right, okay?
I really do.

But Tobin was another hacker
we all trusted who betrayed us.

I'm just saying, we have to be
open to that possibility.

Not everybody gets a second
chance to do what's right, bro.

It's not too late, man.

Just think about what
you're doing here, okay?

Give it up already,
all right?!

I'm not down
with this whole

white hat hacker vibe
you got going!

Right, well you
know what? Take it.

I can't take the money.

And I can't have your
back no more neither.

I'm sorry it had to
go down like this, man.

What the hell, man?!

Something told me I was
right to be nervous.

Your hacker rep is ruined.

You're done.
I will make sure

everyone knows
you're working with the Feds.

Yeah? Yeah, yeah,
well, good.

Because I got a new rep to
protect, one that I'm proud of.

Yeah?
Yeah.

Come here!

Come here!

Hey!

Come here! Come here!

(both grunting)

(yells)

(panting)

(phone beeps)

(beeping)

We got a signal.

His phone's back
in the network.

He wants us to find him.

Let's go!

(officers shouting,
engines starting)

(sirens wailing,
tires screeching)

FBI! Hands where
I can see them!

Hands up! Get your hands up!

Wait, wait, wait.
Wait, wait, wait. Listen!

Down to the ground!
Hey, look, look!

Stay down! Stay down!

(indistinct shouting)

Stop! He's with us!

You are with us,
aren't you?

Spread out!
Clear the area!

Yeah. He was my friend.

I just had to
know for sure.

I wanted to give him another
chance, like you gave me,

but... he didn't want it.

MUNDO:
Where is he now?

Tell me you didn't
let him get away.

No, I didn't let him get away.

I knew if things got heated,
he'd want my old exploits,

so I put a tracking chip
on my flash drive.

We're gonna show him the real
meaning of the word "justice."

*

Look, when he gets
a closer look,

he'll figure it out,
he'll kill the signal.

We'll get there before he does.

All right, we're on the move!

Suspect is stationary

at 83rd near
Gardengrove!

Look, I get it

if you don't
want me around anymore.

Can you do me a favor?

Can you tell the judge
who set us up

that I helped
solve the case?

Look, Avery,
I'm a cyber-snitch now.

I can't go to jail.

Nelson,

you're not a snitch.

You work for the FBI.

We are a team.

But we all need to know
what play is being called.

Okay?

Okay?

Okay.

Let's go get this guy.

*

*

Vanilla chai latte,

extra vanilla.

Thank you.

I really appreciate
you coming, Devon.

Look, Elijah,

I get...

that this is not ideal.

I want us to
start over again.

What?

You and me.

I want to try again.

Don't say something
you don't mean.

I do mean it.

And I know it's selfish,
and I-I know it's sudden,

but I realized
I don't want Michelle to go.

Elijah, don't...
I don't want you to go.

I want us to
be us again.

But better.
I want to be better.

I don't...

Devon,

please...

don't go.

*

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