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Daniel, come on, let's go!

Honey, I've got to get to the lawyers.
I don't want to be late!

DANIEL:
I'll be right down, Mom.

( doorbell rings )

( gunshots )

( car engine starts )

( tires squeal )

Mom?

( officers talking
indistinctly )

20 bucks says
that gun goes nowhere.

I don't know, I think
we might find something.

Doesn't look very
professional to me.

Why's that, 'cause he missed?

Pros miss, you know.

Yeah, only this one didn't.

DON:
So who is she?

Victim's name is Lucinda Shay.

Shay... why do I know that name?

She was the Chief Financial
Officer at the Syntel Corporation.

Oh, yeah, that's
that energy company.

The big stock fraud case.

Bankruptcy, all that?

And Shay was the whistle-blower.

Her testimony was supposed
to sink the other executives.

Looks like she did pretty well
before she blew the whistle.

DAVID: Witness for the prosecution
doesn't show for a prep session.

AUSA called the marshals
and they find this.

Multiple gunshots.

They found a Beretta
lying near the body.

Four spent rounds.

Estimated the time of death
a couple of hours ago.

And why weren't
the marshals on it?

Nobody ordered
protective custody.

Why's that?

It's a white collar fraud case.

Nobody expects Martha Stewart
to go down in a hail of bullets.

We should get
the whereabouts of everybody

she was testifying against,
that's for sure.

You really want to ask
the CEO of the Syntel Corp

where he was at 8:00 a.m.
this morning?

Yeah, that's right.

Thomas Galway.

We'll ask if we get
past the lawyers.

We all use math every day.

To predict weather...

to tell time...

to handle money.

Math is more than
formulas and equations,

It's logic.

Math is more than
formulas and equations.

It's rationality.

It's using your mind to solve
the biggest mysteries we know.

COLBY: This is the preliminary
report on the shooter's gun, David.

The serial number is intact.

Gun show in Nevada,
private collector --

no background check,
no record of sale.

As predicted,
the gun is a dead end.

DAVID: I don't know why that
makes you happy.

That could leave us with
about 6,000 suspects.

Every single ex-Syntel employee.

We should see if we can get the
whiz kid in here to give us a hand.

"Whiz kid"?

I assume you're
talking about me?

Charlie.
Hey, I didn't, you know...

That's all right --

I'm going to choose
to take it as a compliment.

- Hey, thanks for coming.
- No problem.

Hey, did the kid see anything?

Well, if he did,
he's not saying anything.

I didn't know
Lucinda Shay had a kid.

Yeah, a little boy named Daniel.

DON: What, you knew her?

I met her a few times.

When the scandal first broke
at the SEC,

I was asked to examine
the accounting

related to Syntel's
offshore partnerships.

She was very helpful.

COLBY: Yeah. Well, a sweetheart
plea bargain will do that for you.

You know, I don't think she understood
what Syntel was doing at first.

But once she figured it out,
she blew the whistle.

- Was her son there when...
- Yeah.

What can I do?

Well, we're putting together a list of
former employees and shareholders.

Maybe you could narrow it down?

I've already analyzed
the company's SEC filings.

It's a pretty good picture of
who made money, who lost money.

All right, well, whatever
you can do, we'd appreciate it.

- You got it.
- Thanks.

What's going to happen
to her son?

We don't know.
She's a single-parent mom.

I'm trying to run down the father,
any other relative,

but, uh, so far no luck.

( knocks )

I'll be right back, okay?

How's he doing?

There's some blunt affect
in response to the trauma.

What's that, like some kind of
post-traumatic shock kind of thing?

A little.

This is more immediate
and hopefully it's temporary.

But he's like
an overloaded circuit.

He's just shut down right now.

I'm going to need him
to talk to us.

I know that.

But he's too fragile right now.

I know, but if he knows
who shot his mother...

It's exactly the problem.

He probably did,

and he's a little boy
and he's terrified.

And if we push him too far now,
we may never get what we need.

All right, all right.

Hey, Daniel.

I'm Don Eppes.
Remember? From before?

Look, I'm sorry about what
happened to your mom, but...

You know, I know how rough
this must be for you,

what you must be thinking.

Actually, you know,
to be honest,

I don't know
what you're thinking,

but I do know something
about what you're feeling.

You know, not too long ago
my mom died.

Yeah.

She was like the one person who
had the right answer for everything.

You know, I mean all the time.

And then all of a sudden she was
gone.

( sighs )

Here's what I'm hoping.

That you and I maybe
could partner up.

Maybe help each other out.

I need to know if you saw
anything this morning, Daniel.

No.

You sure?

The doorbell rang.

( doorbell rings )

DON:
Mm-hmm.

And your mom answered it?

Did you hear any voices?

( gunshots )

Just the gun.

What about after?

Did you see anything,
hear anyone?

All right, okay.

Hey, that's a good start.
Good job.

I want...

I want her to come back.

Yeah...

I know you do.
Me, too.

Charles?

I wish you wouldn't do that.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

But why are you splitting
a tree-pruning algorithm?

I'm trying to reduce a cumbersome
set of variables to a common point.

Okay, well,
a bit of pruning I understand,

but why divide it into subsets?

Because I'm dealing with two
different groups of suspects,

each with almost opposite motives
for committing the same crime.

One set lost money
and wants revenge.

The other made money
and wants to keep it.

Oh, this is about Syntel Corp.

How do you know that?

Well, I heard about the Chief
Financial Officer being killed.

You might recall I lost a
considerable investment in Syntel.

Yeah?

Well, you got an alibi
for this morning?

I'm kidding.

Oh, no, don't be so quick
to dismiss me as a suspect.

Why, how much you lose?

175,000.

Dollars?

Look, in my defense,

I didn't count on
being defrauded.

Wow.

Well, are you okay, financially?

Let's just say the words
"publish or perish"

have taken on
a brand-new meaning.

But, yeah, I mean, fortunately,

I've hedged my bets on Google.

Well, help me, then.

I've, uh, I've got to combine

two different
groups of suspects,

according to monetary incentives
and risk-reward ratios.

So we need to rank them according to
their motive for committing the murder.

That's right.

Okay, what do these
variables here express?

Well, I derived them
from the bankruptcy data.

I assigned probability
values to motives

according to the suspects'
current circumstances.

Current circumstances.

Like what,
where are they now or...?

- Right.
- Okay.

Charles...

Hmm?

Just as a thought experiment...

Mm-hmm?

What if you didn't know
the story of the Garden of Eden?

Adam and Eve.

LARRY:
Let's say you met them

after they were exiled
from Eden.

Now, if they both suffer equally

under the same punishment,

how would you know which
of them had taken the bite

from the forbidden fruit?

CHARLES: The outcome doesn't provide us
enough information to discern the inputs.

If I really want to figure out
who's guilty,

I've got to reconstruct
the original fraud at Syntel.

Precisely.

You've got to go
back to the apple.

NADINE: Always happy to take a
walk in the park.

DON: Well, just so you know,
I mean,

I know you're prosecuting
Thomas Galway

and the other Syntel executives.

You caught
the Lucinda Shay murder.

Yeah.

I guess it's true what they say:

dark clouds do have
silver linings.

Ah, you're too kind to me.

Gracias.

Look, I figure
losing your witness

is obviously not going to be
great for your case.

Without Shay's testimony,

I can't prove Galway authorized
bogus Syntel accounting.

Right.

Can you put the murder on him?

What, you think a CEO of a Fortune
500 company would kill a federal witness?

Pull the trigger?
Probably not.

Galway's pond scum.

If hanging onto $40 million
is involved...

All right, well,
where do I find him?

At the moment,
he's in Vancouver.

What?

Galway rubbed some
pretty powerful elbows.

The judge gave him
a travel pass.

Unbelievable.

He should be back tomorrow.

Not that it matters.

Well, why do you say that?

The guy's got a legion
of attorneys.

There's no way they're going
to let him talk to the FBI.

What if I offer him protection?

A revenge thing.

I knew there was
a reason I liked you.

If he turns me down,
he looks guilty.

Because if he's involved
in Lucinda Shay's murder,

the guy knows that he's not
in any danger, right?

It just might get you
in the door.

That's what I'm thinking.

Thanks.

No problem.

Turns out I'm a
pretty cheap date.

Hey, Charlie.

Hey. Seen Don?

He went to meet the prosecutor
in the Syntel case.

They're working some angle to
get us close

to the executives
that were about to go on trial.

Oh, good.

Because my analysis is taking
longer than I anticipated.

Why's that?

I realized that the only way
to accurately assess motive

for any of these suspects is
to reconstruct the original fraud.

Oh, yeah?
How long will that take?

Um, I need to correlate
functions

from several million transactions
in Syntel's trading business.

But you know, if I use
the supercomputer at school,

it should only take a few hours.

Yeah? A few hours?
That sounds good.

I'll give them the old "I'm
trying to stop a killer" line.

Maybe they'll push me up.

- There you go.
- Thanks, Charlie.

How's our kid doing?

Uh, I guess he's a little
better, but you know,

how would any of us
be doing in his situation?

Yeah.

Any word from Family Services?

There is no father
in the picture

and we found a grandmother
in Bethany, Oklahoma.

She has a heart condition
and she can't fly.

So what happens to him?

Well, tonight he's going to go
to this group home.

Oh, come on,
you've got to be kidding me.

That's a nightmare.

You know what
those places are like.

I know, but I called WITSEC

and they won't put a minor into
custody without a court order.

And you know what?

It's really not any better
than a group home is, anyway.

I know, but I just don't want
him to get twisted around,

till whatever chance we have
of getting what he knows is gone.

Well, I don't like this at all,

but you and I aren't
set up to take care of a kid.

What are we supposed to do?

Charlie, is that you?

No, Dad, it's me.

- How you doing?
- Fine.

What are you doing here so late?

Dinner's been put away already.

No, that's okay. Look...

If you're looking for Charlie,
he's not here yet.

Actually, I think
I can talk to you.

I'm sure he'll be
okay with it, but...

And who is this?

This is Daniel.

ALAN:
Are you sure we can do this?

I mean, legally?

Yeah, I mean, remember
my friend Nadine?

The prosecutor, she
said it was okay.

Plus, Witness Protection
wouldn't take him.

You do realize that if anything
happened to him,

it's our responsibility.

I know. You're right,
it's probably not a good idea.

I don't know, I mean...

As opposed to what --
putting him in one

of those homes the same night
his mother was murdered?

That's what I thought.

What I meant was...

something better not
happen to him.

Yeah, I know.

Don't worry,
you did the right thing.

Thanks.

Hey, buddy.

He makes
a pretty good sandwich, huh?

Mom's is better.

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm sure that's true.

I was thinking about
what you asked me.

You know, about what I saw?

Uh-huh.

There was a car.

After I heard the gunshot,
I looked out the window.

Do you remember
what kind of car it was?

It was black or blue, maybe.

Big...

but not as big as an SUV.

You think if I showed you some
pictures, maybe you'd remember?

I mean, you just have
to do the best you can.

It's, uh...

So did you find them?

Who?

The people who killed my mom.

Why do you think...

I mean, are you
remembering something?

They were talking...

at your office.

They said there are, like,

6,000 people who wanted
to kill my mom.

Oh, no, no, no.

Oh, no, that's not,
that's not...

I think the thing
is, um, you know,

sometimes when we don't
know who the bad guys are,

we start with a really big list.

And, uh, it doesn't mean everyone
on it wanted to hurt your mom.

I mean, in fact, I really think we're
probably just looking for one person.

Where am I gonna sleep?

I thought I'd put
you up in my room.

How's that?

Where will you sleep?

I don't live here -- it's
from when I was a kid.

But it's a pretty good room --
I think you'll like it.

But you're gonna stay, right?

You're not gonna leave?

Yeah, I can stay, sure.

Yeah.

You got it.

DAVID: Here's another one for
Lucinda Shay.

"If God strikes you down
tomorrow,

my prayers have been answered."

Buddy, that doesn't even
move the needle.

Look at this one.

"I'm gonna bleed you dry, bitch,
just like you bled my family."

Tell me this guy's up
on the board?

Yeah, big time.
He's right there.

We're not narrowing it
down, though, are we?

Well, Don's still waiting
to hear back from Charlie, so...

I really figure one of the
executives for this, you know?

Maybe even Galway.

But there's some real
hostility here, man.

Ah, you can't blame them.

These people got shafted
when Syntel went bankrupt.

They lost their life
savings, their pensions.

Meantime, the executives, including
Lucinda Shay, they all got rich.

Yeah.

MEGAN: Hey, have either of you guys
found something on Morton Standbury?

Yeah, oh, yeah.
Morton Standbury.

Here he is -- he was in Marketing

pretty low level, though. Why?

He's got a bunch of
write-ups in his HR file --

supervisor said he
had a quick temper.

I think we should be
concentrating on the real threats.

We read this guy's letters.
They all seem to be pretty tame.

MEGAN: Well, the more aggressive
stuff is actually therapeutic.

It's kind of giving a voice
to your rage.

It's not nice, but it's healthy.

Standbury, on the other hand,

his anger is controlled,
it's almost methodical.

He blew up
at his exit interview,

so much so, that they pushed
for a psych consult.

No. Sounds like he goes
up on the board.

Yeah.

You were here last night?

Yeah.

Why didn't you sleep
in your room?

- Well...
- Dad went out.

Yeah, he went to
pick up some food.

Right, so who's upstairs?

Look, I couldn't get ahold
of you, so I asked him,

and he said it would be okay.

Okay for what?

For Lucinda Shay's
kid to stay here.

Of course, yeah, that's fine.

Daniel Shay is upstairs?

Look. I also I need another
favor.

I got to get to the airport to see if
can I catch up with Thomas Galway.

You think you can hang here
just for a bit until he gets back?

You need me to baby-sit.

I just don't think it's good
to leave him here alone.

I agree.

Actually, I have a way
with children, so...

Oh, yeah?

Yeah. I've been told I do.

Good.
It's just for ten minutes.

Come on, I'll introduce you.
Thanks.

( engine whirring )

( tires screeching )

Stay in the vehicle, sir.

Hands on the dashboard, please?

Thank goodness we're
offering him protection.

FBI.

DON: I assume you all have permits
for those bulges in your jackets?

- Yeah.
- What's your deal here?

BODYGUARD: Private detail for
Mr. Galway.

DON: Uh-huh.

If you want to know more,
you'll have to speak to him.

I do want to know more --
gonna want to see permits, too.

Thomas Galway.

- Is there a problem?
- Don Eppes, FBI.

I'm Agent Megan Reeves.

I'm Edward Barret,
I'm Mr. Galway's attorney.

What's this about?

Well, we've reason to believe
your client here,

his life might be in danger.

Is he joking?

Do we seem like we're kidding?

I assume this concerns
the death of Lucinda Shay?

Well, it's a murder, actually.

And we have no reason
to believe it doesn't.

MEGAN: Unless you
know something we don't?

I've got nothing to say to you.

Well, all due respect, sir,

for someone who was just told
their life is in danger,

you don't seem very afraid.

Dad...

My father did receive a threat
on his life early yesterday morning.

Malcolm.

I received a note at the house.

Is there any reason
you didn't notify us?

You expect me
to notify the people

who are trying to put me
in prison?

I expect to see
that note, sir, and I will.

We'll be waiting
for your subpoena.

( engine starts )

MEGAN:
That went really well.

Miss your mom, huh?

Yeah.

I miss my wife sometimes.

I lost her about a year
and a half ago.

You know...
it's really okay

to miss someone that you love.

Well, uh...
I think somewhere...

it might even make them happy.

Sounds weird, huh?

No.

No.

You just reminded me of Don.

- Really?
- Yeah.

Yeah, I'll tell you a secret.

When he was your age,

he would never let
anyone see him cry.

He wanted everyone to think
that he was a tough guy.

Still does sometimes.

So what is that you're reading?

It's a book on cars.

Mm.

Don gave it to me
to try and help me remember.

Can I see it?

So does he ever cry now?

Who, Don?

Eh, I don't know.

Some wise man once told him

that it was all right
to cry when he's sad.

And, um...

this wise man, well...

he's hoping that someday
Don's going to figure out it's okay.

Are you that wise man?

Well, that's another secret.

( chuckles lightly )

( scribbling, pecking )

( pecking continues )

( chuckles )

Charlie.

Don sent me down to check and see
what you got from the supercomputer.

He must not have
gotten my message.

I guess not --
ooh, can I take one of these?

Which message?

There was a glitch
in the data run.

Can you just tell me
which one you're taking?

This red one.

That's very interesting.

Okay.

So how little is this glitch,

because Megan profiled
seven ex-employees,

all who have the
potential to be the killer.

And anything you have
might help us take this guy down

before he has a chance
to shoot another Syntel exec.

I think I have one of these
names on my list, actually.

Yeah, Morton Standbury...

but the probability of Morton's
guilt is less than ten percent.

( dialing phone )

- I mean, that's hardly conclusive.
- Awesome. Thanks.

David, hey, it's me.

Listen, Megan was right on
with her hunch.

The Standbury guy is a match.

MEGAN:
How'd you find him?

Wife's credit card you gave us.

What'd she have to say?

That Standbury's angry, blames
Syntel for their situation.

She thinks he might have
cracked -- is he here?

Talked to the manager,
he hasn't seen him,

but I showed him the warrant,
and he gave us the key, so...

He's on the third floor.

There's two stairwells,

but this one over here
is blocked off

because of
an earthquake retrofit.

Let's check it out.

Morton Standbury!

FBI! We have a warrant!

MEGAN:
Clear.

Clear.

MEGAN:
Oh, boy.

Oh, check this out.

I got Thomas Galway,

Lucinda Shay,

and a whole slew
of Syntel execs.

That's everybody.

( rattling )

- We'll take the other stairway.
- I'm with you.

Put the bag down and stop!

I said put the bag down
and stop running!

COLBY:
I said drop the bag!

He's got a gun!

David, Megan, he's got a gun!

Gun!

Ma'am, step inside.
Step inside.

Put it down now!

Drop the gun!

Drop it!

Don't make this any harder than
it needs to be, Mr. Standbury!

I'm not doing anything for you!

We're FBI!
We just want to talk to you!

You're FBI?

I talked to your wife,
Mr. Standbury.

She's very worried about you.

My wife... What are you...

How do I know
that you're who you say you are?

Okay?

Here you go.

Now toss the gun.

All right.

Toss the bag!

Down on your knees.

On your knees!

Hands behind your head, now!

You do not understand. Please.

Let me stop them.

We're more worried about
stopping you now, Mr. Standbury.

DON: You think he sent it?

The Galway death threat?

Yeah.

Standbury's letters to Lucinda
Shay were different, you know?

They were long,
detailed accusations,

and this one just says

"you're next," so no,
it doesn't fit the pattern.

Did the lab get anything?

Apparently there's
nothing to get.

There's just a fax sent
directly to the courier.

Well, there's a tag line
on the sending machine, no?

Well, it was sent
from a computer,

and we didn't find one
at the motel,

and David and Colby are
tossing the house now.

But, you know, he really could
have sent it from any public terminal.

Right.

MEGAN: But he's saying this whole
thing is just a misunderstanding.

And what does he mean by that?

I don't know.

You're going to have
to ask him yourself.

He's refusing to speak to anyone
but the lead agent on the investigation.

You want to tell me what you're
doing with surveillance photos

of Syntel executives,
Mr. Standbury?

( scoffs )

Are you the man in charge here?

As far as you're concerned, I am.

You guys really dropped the ball
on Lucinda Shay, didn't you?

Are you proud of what you did?

Is that it?

I mean, I've got
her 11-year-old boy out there.

You want to tell him about it?

Don't you dare try to put
that woman's murder on me.

I told you people.

You told us what?

They think they're going to get
away with it, but they're not.

Killing her,
it's not going to matter.

They want to play hardball
with Morton Standbury, well...

they don't know
what hardball is.

I've been collecting evidence
for the lawyer lady.

You're talking
about the U.S. attorney?

She thinks she knows what's
going on, but she doesn't.

The people that she's after --
she's not going to find them.

No?

I tried to tell her.

I lost everything --

my job, my savings.

( sighs )

But they're not going
to get away with it.

What are you doing?

Didn't see you there.

What is all that?

I'm trying to resolve
an anomaly in my data.

What does that mean?

Um...

it means that something,

um, in this big equation here

doesn't make sense,

and I'm trying
to figure out why.

It's as if those that made money

and those that lost money
are canceling each other out.

Your brother said
you knew my mom.

Yeah. I did.

I didn't know her well.

You know, I only met her
a couple of times.

But I liked her.

What she did
took a lot of courage.

She was pretty nervous.

She didn't think I knew,

but I did.

Sometimes it's hard
to do the right thing.

That's what she always says.

You know, that nobody's perfect.

It is an imperfect world,
isn't it?

Your mother was
a very smart lady.

Yeah, I remember him -- he called
my office a bunch of times,

told my assistant he had
evidence against Syntel.

Did you talk to him?

He showed up with a grocery
bag full of magazine cutouts

and stuff he got
off the Internet.

We had him pegged as a nut.

Well, he's a nut with an alibi,

'cause three different people
at Kinkos remember him.

He was there all day photocopying
stuff out of the grocery bag.

Great, so here we are,
back at square one.

Not necessarily.
Your brother's here.

He's really excited
about something.

Oh, yeah?

To properly assess the
motive for killing Lucinda Shay,

I needed to reconstruct
the original fraud at Syntel.

And you were able to do that?

Yes, and I think you have a very
strong case against Syntel, by the way.

Mm, the Eppes family's
full of silver linings.

So, Syntel is
an energy company, right?

Yes, natural gas,
oil, electricity.

Right, but where they really made
their money was trading energy futures.

There's nothing
illegal about that.

No, you're right.
However,

when I was analyzing the
trading patterns at Syntel,

I found a trading group
who was perfect,

always, never wrong, once.

How can they never be wrong?

Trading futures is really just betting
on the price of something in the future,

and these traders manipulated
the future.

Wait, so you're saying
they're cheating.

Syntel controlled key
sections of the power grid,

so all they had to do
was shut down a switch,

say it was for maintenance,

and the energy supply
was restricted.

Right, and demand
drives up the price.

Exactly.

How much are we
talking about here?

These five traders made profits
of $312 million.

NADINE: Three hundred...

Charlie, can you prove this?

Well, the proof
is in the perfection.

"Nobody's perfect"
is not just an expression.

In this case, it's a statistically
demonstrable fact.

Our case against Galway
was focused on debts

that Syntel is hiding
in offshore companies.

But these Syntel traders --

this is the first
I've heard about it.

And I didn't figure it out
until I re-engineered the fraud.

I mean, it wasn't obvious.

You'd have to be
looking for it like I was

or be the author of
the original accounting.

Lucinda Shay designed all of
Syntel's financial reporting systems.

Could she have found it?

Yes, and I think there's a very
high probability that she would have.

Well, then I think she must
have been killed to hide this.

Right. So we might be
looking at the wrong group here.

Oh, you definitely are.

I mean, before I factored in
this manipulation by the traders,

none of the executives
who were indicted

or their former employees
scored nearly high enough

to be considered suspects.

Any idea who does?

Five perfect traders.

Those are the people
you should be looking for.

So I thought Charlie cleared Galway
along with the other executives.

Yeah, well, I asked Charlie
to run his motive model again,

factoring in the possibility that someone
knew Lucinda Shay was on to the fraud.

And?

Mr. Galway popped
right back into view.

So if he's a part of the fraud,

then, huh, he sent himself
a death threat?

DON: Makes him
look like a target,

gets us to take
our eyes off him as a suspect.

Yeah, I'll call you back.

Agent Eppes.

Uh, we're looking
for your father.

We were told
we might find him here.

Yeah, he just left.
Is there a problem?

Is it about the note?

I'm sorry, we don't
discuss ongoing investigations.

My father is under a lot
of pressure right now, okay?

Yeah, committing stock
fraud could do that to you.

And I know what you're thinking,
but you know,

a CEO of a company like
Syntel cannot be responsible

for everything everyone
is doing at his company.

Was your father involved
in the trading business at all?

Yeah, of course. It's one of
our most profitable divisions.

Well, most profitable
for some, right?

You know, I don't think my father
should talk to you guys after all.

What are you worried about?

Your father's just an
innocent CEO, right?

If your father's involved
in a murder,

protecting him could land you
in a hell of a lot of trouble.

Yeah, my father
is not a murderer.

Well, someone left Lucinda
Shay's son without a mother.

An 11-year-old boy.

So you still think your father
shouldn't talk to us?

It's the middle of the day.
What are you doing here?

- Is everything all right?
- Yeah, I was at the airport.

I thought I'd swing by
and see how the kid's doing.

Well, this is not on the way
from the airport.

- Whatever. Where is he?
- He's right here.

Oh. Thanks.

Hey, buddy.

How you doing?

I've been trying to remember,
but I can't.

Oh, well, that's okay.

Don't worry about it.

Look, if it's in here,
it'll come out.

I mean, when you're ready,

you'll probably be able to
see it just like you were there,

so-so don't stress about it, okay?

Can I get you anything?

What's going on?
You okay?

The bad guys -- will they...

Will they come after me?

Uh...

Look, I'll tell you what.

That's not gonna happen.

You want to know why?

'Cause we're partners.

Partners get each other's backs,

and nothing is going
to happen to you, okay?

'Cause you're my partner.

All right?

Oh, and they spoke
to your grandmother.

They did?

Yeah, she's making
arrangements to get you,

and she's very
excited to see you.

Look, Daniel,
I'll be honest with you.

It's gonna tough
for-for a while,

but you'll get through it,
you're gonna be okay.

You know how I know that?

'Cause I'm a good judge
of people,

and you're gonna be okay.

All right?

All right.

I'll check in with you later.

What?

Nothing.

( sighs )

Do you have any idea

what I could do
with $300 million?

Three hundred and twelve.

You said you were all right.

No, I am.

I was talking about my application for
the Talis Foundation Research Grant.

Why are you worried about that?

Because Ivan Tsgorski has taken over
the chairmanship of the grant committee.

You attacked his theory
on polarization flux.

I merely pointed out
certain characteristics

of gravitational waves
that he had chosen to ignore.

Larry,

I was there
when he gave that paper.

And you stood up and
you called him a big,

fat cheater in front
of a room full of people.

Well, no. Now
you're exaggerating.

That room could not
have been more than half full.

Might we get back on task?

All right, okay,
the money, the money, the money.

The money is not
where we thought it would be.

It should show up in the
company's cash flow statements,

after the fraudulent
transactions.

- Yeah, but it doesn't.
- No.

You know, all these funds --

they would have been transferred
electronically, correct?

I imagine so.

Electronic transactions
have no mass

and cannot be constrained in
the manner of physical objects.

But they are bound
by time, Larry,

and time only flows one way.

Are you aware you have
standing water in this corner?

I know about the leak.
I called maintenance.

And?

And they've got to tear out the
wall and find the source of the leak.

What is with you today, Larry?

All I ask is for a little focus.

Now, what are we missing?

What are you doing?

I'm finding the leak.

Well... you're making a mess.

Well, by staining the currents,

we can observe the ink
spread out on the pooled water,

and then figure
out the flow pattern.

And once we know how it flows...

Yeah, you see?

It's not coming down
from the wall.

It's coming up from the floor.

We were assuming the money flowed
downstream from the transaction,

so we were looking for it
after the trades.

But the money was
diverted upstream.

Upstream?

So you're saying the money
was moved before the trades?

To an offshore
partnership set up

in the Syntel executives'
original fraud.

I applied principles of fluid
dynamics to the cash flow statements.

I found that the money was
transferred through a series of loans.

So the traders used the fraud
to hide the theft?

Precisely.

DON:
Wait, someone eventually

would figure out
that $300 million was missing.

The traders knew

that the loans would be
written off in bankruptcy,

and after that, no one would
come looking for the money.

MEGAN: No one,
except Lucinda Shay.

Guys, you'd better
come see this.

You find the traders?

Not exactly.

Did you run the
Social Security numbers?

That's the problem.

Show us.
Run them again.

( beeping )

See?

- Yeah. Run the next one.
- All right.

( beep )

It's the same thing.
These traders don't exist.

MEGAN:
But that doesn't make any sense.

How can they not be real?

CHARLIE:
It does make sense.

It's just a different kind
of sense.

Wh-What does that even mean,
Charlie?

Remember, the traders
were too good to be true.

It's reasonable to expect
that they are actually false.

Did Standbury say
these people weren't real?

No, he said
we would never find them.

What, do you think
he'd figure it out?

I don't know, but he's right.

All right, look, I mean,
where are we right now?

The suspect must be from
Syntel's energy trading business.

That variable hasn't changed.

I've been through Syntel's
HR reports.

Eppes.

Wait, wait, h-hold on.
Dad, Dad, Dad, slow down.

You're not making any sense.

Right, don't-don't
touch anything, don't leave.

I'm on my way.

- What's up?
- The kid is missing.

I left him alone for, what...

it couldn't have been
more than five minutes!

It's okay, Mr. Eppes.
We're gonna find him.

I went into the kitchen to get a
couple a couple of cans of soda for us.

He was standing right
over there, right by the table.

- He couldn't have gotten away.
- It's not your fault,

so could you please
just calm down?

'Cause you're not
helping the situation.

I would have seen him!

Hey, Don, give me a second.

I just talked to David.
He said he found something

in the Syntel
employment records.

Charlie, you got to keep the
line clear. Say what?

CHARLIE: Okay. Can you hold on a
second?

Dad said he saw him here.
I hit redial.

It's National Cab Company.

Cab? Why the hell
would he take a cab?

SCANLON:
All right, I'm on the cab.

Call me as soon as
you get anything.

Megan, come with me.
I think I know where he is.

Go that way.
I'll check upstairs.

Daniel.

You okay, buddy?

Yeah?

Yeah, I was pretty worried.

I'm sorry.

You don't have to
be sorry. I just...

I'm glad you're okay.

Did you come back to see if
you could remember the car?

It was a Mercedes.

I saw the circle in the book.

You remember.

Good job.

These are employment records
for the five traders.

Uh-huh.

Look who signed
as the hiring manager.

- What, are they all the same?
- Yeah.

( phone ringing )
Hold on.

Eppes.

Uh-huh.

Okay. Thanks for the heads up.

The judge just approved Galway's
request to leave the country.

( sirens blaring )

( tires squealing )

DAVID:
Get your hands on the car!

- Hands on the car!
- Out of the car! Out of the car!

- All right.
- Driver.

Grab a piece of the car!

Whoa!

We cleared this through
the appropriate channels.

You have no right to detain
Mr. Galway.

Actually, it's Junior I'm after.

We only have a warrant
for him, for now.

You represent him, too?

- What are the charges?
- The murder of Lucinda Shay.

That's just for starters.

Go ahead, Malcolm,
take your moment, tell your dad.

What is he talking about?

MEGAN: He moved $300 million through
one of your offshore trading accounts.

And then he offered a scam
to cover his tracks.

DAVID: It's probably
what brought Syntel down.

Is that true?

Look, I was, I was a Baker Scholar,
Dad, at Harvard.

You put me on a trading desk.

I wanted you to
learn the business.

Learn the business? You-you were
taking nickels and dimes.

I-I earned $300 million, Dad.

MEGAN: So, you orphaned a little
boy and 6,000 people lost their jobs,

so you could prove that you
were a bigger thief than your father.

You're a bigger something.

Let's go, Junior.

Hey, Malcolm?

Is that your car?

Uh-huh.

DON: Whoa, hey, I almost forgot.

Now, look, we don't give these
to a lot of people, all right?

So, you're one of us now.

Okay, partner?

Call me whenever you want.

And your grandmother's going
to be waiting for you

when you get to the airport, so
you got nothing to worry about.

All right?

Um...

It's okay to cry about your mom.

I mean,

if you never did.

Thanks.

Come on. You don't want
to miss your flight now, do you?

Come on.

All right, buddy.

Good man.

Thanks very much.

Take it easy.

( laughing ):
What?

My hope for grandchildren
has been rekindled.

Oh, don't start that.

I'm not making a formal request,
I'm simply saying it would be nice.

Come on.

Dad, you do realize how long the
odds actually are for this man?

Charlie, what's
your problem, huh?

Well, given your dating pattern
or absence of any dating pattern...

Look, I wouldn't talk
if I were you, buddy.

- I'm crunching numbers, kid.
- Oh, yeah.

Statistically, I'm on course
to be way ahead of you.

Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, that makes sense,
you're older.

All right, enough.
Hey, keep it up.

It's a long walk home.