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♪ And no one here can beat you ♪

♪ When you swing
for the big lights ♪

Strike!

♪ You see the crowd
erupt to meet you ♪

♪ Yeah, you're gonna
take bare hands ♪

♪ You're gonna hit
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♪ You're gonna take bare hands ♪

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♪ 'Cause it's not enough to feel
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Way to go, Vick.
All right.

Foul ball!

Johnston's looking strong.

Yeah, says it's a new
conditioning program.

Well, if he keeps it up,

he'll be batting cleanup again
for the big club in April.

Oh, yeah.

Safe!

Taking a nap, Vick?

Hey.

Hey, we need some help here!

When we opened his locker
and saw the vials,

we called LAPD.

MEGAN: That's very
civic-minded of you.

Unless, of course,

this has more to do with the federal
grand jury probe into baseball doping.

I don't want anyone here accused
of hiding anything from the grand jury.

And not from the league either.

Oh, yeah? You know
he was juicing?

No. Well, he had put on
a bit of muscle lately.

Vick used that
to track his stats.

He made video recordings
of his swing.

Vick Johnston.

He was drafted by the
Oakland A's at age 18.

For six years, he was one
of the A.L.'s top sluggers.

And then, for the next two years,
he was on and off the DL.

Finally sent him back down
to the minors.

According to the coach, this was
supposed to be his comeback season.

He was determined to
make it back to the bigs.

So we found these e-mails
on his laptop.

Oh, yeah?
We know where they're from?

No. Not yet. So far,
tracing the source has been a dead end,

but they seem to say
that they know he was juicing,

and it could, quote/unquote,
"ruin your career."

So what? Blackmail?

What's the file attachment?

That's why you're here.

This math right here, they say,

proves that he was using.

This is advanced statistical
baseball analysis. This is...

- All right. What? Sabermetrics.
- Yeah.

- Baseball math?
- That's right.

And this is way advanced.

I mean, this is not the kind
of stuff you're going to find

in the box scores of the Sporting News,
you know, I'll tell you that.

Any way any of that could
spot drug use?

I don't know.

I mean, I'm going
to have to figure out

what these abbreviations
and notations mean.

That's not standard math stuff?

Well, when mathematicians

create new types of analyses,

they often devise
their own notational shorthand.

But I love doing research.

I mean, maybe I'll find somebody
who knows this field.

Well, the death of baseball
player Vick Johnston

was the result of a massive
hemorrhage in the brain.

He had a stroke?

From the damage to the vessels,

his blood pressure
must have skyrocketed.

Can steroids cause that?

Normally, no,

but here's the thing.

Johnston had vials containing
a designer steroid:

Thoracyclene.

Most contain Thoracyclene
in a form that's safe to inject,

but this vial holds a concentration
that's 30 times greater.

This strength would cause a
catastrophic rise in blood pressure.

This was an accidental overdose?

No way.

Thoracyclene is never produced
or distributed at this strength.

This vial was
specially prepared.

So it was intended to be lethal?

It's hard
to see another purpose.

So we're looking at murder.

Somebody gave Vick Johnston
a lethal dose of steroids.

So they had to have access to
his locker and the Thoracyclene.

Maybe the drug company slipped
the tainted vial into the supply.

So that was the lab.

They said they're going
to need more time

to identify the manufacturer
of the steroid.

All right. So, I mean,
the question is,

why this guy Vick Johnston?

Let's start with the wife --
Kelly.

- Not bad.
- Yeah, former model.

Only she's been married for eight years,
and her kids are five and two.

Did Charlie get a handle
on these equations?

I mean, apparently,
he knows a guy.

Okay, Waldie, come on.
Right down the old pipe!

Nice pitch.

Yeah. We're just conducting
a little hands-on study

of the physical properties
of the classic curveball.

You know, Newton himself
was interested in curveballs.

I mean, clearly, baseball wasn't
invented in his day,

but he was fascinated with the
way a ball can curve through air.

And who wouldn't be?
It's all fluid dynamics.

Oh, yeah. See, air sticks
to the surface of the ball,

so, when the pitcher
puts spin on it,

pressure builds up on one side
and decreases on the other,

and that imbalance,
and the ball curves.

You know, hitting that pitch is
one the hardest feats in all of sports.

But, Charles, when you called,

I think your question
had more to do with statistics.

Yeah. Let me show you guys
what I'm looking at here.

As you see, Dr. Waldie,
this is high-level sabermetrics,

but I just don't know
what some of these symbols mean.

And you know that I won the
Faculty Fantasy Baseball League

two years in a row.

I do. And since fantasy
baseball is based on statistics,

I figured you'd be
into sabermetrics.

Oh, absolutely.

It's the only way to pick
a winning fantasy team.

How much of our school's
supercomputer time

is given over to this crunching
of baseball stats?

I'll never tell.

This stuff is pretty wild.

Very cool changepoint detection.

Do you recognize the person
who might have done this work?

Give me a little time.

If this person is active in
fantasy baseball or sabermetrics,

I'll find somebody
who knows who he is.

Good.

MEGAN:
He said, um...

people wanted to use him?

Vick's been under pressure
to win all his life.

They were all
after a piece of him --

coaches, owners, fans.

Was he particularly close to
anyone in the organization?

No. Coaches and the other
players didn't give a damn about him.

Only what he could do
for the team.

The only person that really cared
about him was his agent, Richard Clast.

Yeah, Vick trusted him. Said he
wasn't looking for a quick buck.

He was thinking long-term.

And what were Vick's prospects?

This was the last year
on his contract.

No other teams were interested
in picking him up

because he hurt his shoulder,
plus the two knee surgeries.

He needed
to get his game back up.

He said the money he made now

would need to last us
the next 40 years.

Was there anyone that
would have wanted to hurt him?

Did he have any enemies?

No one stood to gain if he died.

Vick was only valuable
if he was playing ball.

Do you know
where he got the drugs?

Ask his coaches.

To them,

he was just
a piece of equipment.

We don't give them steroids,

and we don't tell them
what drugs to take.

But if they use, you benefit.

These are grown men.
They make their own choices.

And, if they don't get caught
or busted, you turn a blind eye.

We don't test players unless the
league says we have some reason to.

Otherwise, we try not
to get into hypotheticals.

Which is never.

Even when a guy
who usually benches 225

is suddenly pushing 350.

The team screwed Vick.

He gives them six great years,

he plays through an injured shoulder
'cause they need him for a stretch drive,

then he ends up
on the disabled list.

I understand he was working
very hard to get back in the majors?

Yeah. He would
have made it, too.

These are good.
Thank you.

Vick was the real deal.

Great guy, and
a great baseball player.

Did you know
he was taking steroids?

(sighs)

He said it was just until he
could get his numbers back up.

Thank you.

Most players use now and again.

I'd say, at any given time,

25% of them.

This was about
Vick's next contract.

It was now or never.
Thank you.

Some would say that
there is life after baseball.

Really? What
were Vick's options?

He was drafted
out of high school.

It wasn't like he had another
career he could fall back on.

He'd be lucky to get a job making
33K a year coaching some JC team.

You met his wife.

Think she was going
to stick around for that?

Hey, can you just
give me one second?

I'll be right with you. Great.

What about his kids?

They worshiped their
baseball hero father.

You think they're going to look
up to some used car salesman?

I don't know. I thought the wife
really seemed to care about him.

Well, I might be cynical,

but I've seen an
awful lot of wives

move on after
the baseball money dries up.

And the agents?

It's my job
to take care of my clients,

to keep them playing and
making money as long as they can.

Obviously, I have to care about
their health and well-being.

But with Vick, it was different.

He was actually
one of my best friends.

Professor Waldie
sent out queries,

asking fantasy league players
if they've seen similar work

and this is what we got back.

Hmm. Where'd this come from?

A website called
boxscoretimes.com.

It's for real stats fanatics.

Well, just looking at it, I mean
it's gotta be the same guy.

Right? The abbreviations
are identical.

Only here, he explains
what they stand for.

DB -- Distance Batted.
EJ -- Elevation of Trajectory.

TB -- Thrown Bats.

Thrown Bats? Who is this guy?

Oswald Kittner. He plays in 16
high-stakes fantasy leagues.

Kittner. Okay.
I'm gonna go tell the FBI.

Now that I know what
these abbreviations mean,

I may be able to determine whether
this math really does reveal drug use.

So, thank you, gentlemen.

Someone gave Kittner's
apartment a going over.

We didn't find the computer.

Well, has he shown up anywhere?
At work? Anything?

He's unemployed. We got a
25-year-old high school dropout

with no bank accounts,
no car, no criminal record.

Super, neighbors, no one's
seen him for a couple of days.

Might be a blackmailer,
but if not,

his works' definitely
involved somehow.

Incredible.

This Kittner person has basically
reinvented the Shiryayev-Roberts

changepoint detection procedure
to pinpoint steroid use.

And without the need
for medical tests.

I mean, this could have
major ramifications.

Yeah, right,
'cause there's no way

to test for drugs like
Thoracyclene and THG.

Once they're metabolized in
the body, they're undetectable.

Yeah, the wonders
of sabermetrics.

It really is a powerful form
of analysis in baseball.

The physical nature
of the game involves chance,

so the difference
between a hit and an out

could be millimeters
or milliseconds,

So, when you have athletic
situations involving chance

repeated over and over again,

a statistical analysis can isolate
and reveal human performance.

Well, you know,
it wouldn't be the first time

math revealed a surprising
truth about this sport.

In a 1993 article in The
American Statistician,

J. Bennett,
using sabermetrics,

analyzed Shoeless
Joe Jackson's career.

He was able to prove that
Jackson played up to his full potential

in every one of the 1919
Black Sox series.

So, even though he was accused
of throwing the whole series,

Jackson was completely
innocent, wasn't he?

That's right.

Math restored a man's good name
and reputation after 70 years.

I find that rather beautiful.

But, you know, this doesn't
clear the player of cheating;

it rather does
just the opposite.

I know.
So, to test if it works,

I gathered stats from players
generally believed to have used steroids

and ran them through
Kittner's analysis.

Huh.

What did you find?

His work seems to
be quite accurate.

20 minutes ago,

I was on the couch watching
Blazing Saddles in my pajamas.

This better be good.

It's better than good.

The red cowgirl PJs?

- MEGAN: Mm-hmm.
- Okay.

Okay, uh...

So Kittner's equations work.

They identify when a player is using
perfomance-enhancement drugs.

All right, so, even if people
thought Johnston was using...

They couldn't prove it, and
now they can with Kittner's

and Kittner could probably
even be blackmailing him.

That's right, and
when Charles told me

that this Kittner person
had dropped out of sight,

it got me to thinking,
displaced people

will be drawn to places
that meet essential needs.

If you're tired, you need
a place to lie down.

If you're thirsty,
you need a source of water,

And if you play fantasy baseball,
you need the Internet.

LARRY: And of special note here:

Tomorrow is the deadline
for the winter fantasy draft.

So Kittner needs
to plug in his laptop.

Yeah, what's...? That's
a downtown address?

Yeah, that's Little Tokyo.

They have cyber
cafés in the area.

LARRY: Well, fortunately,
human geography

is much less immense
than that of the cosmos.

COLBY: You know what this place
kind of reminds me of?

Let me guess.
Bladerunner.

Yeah. Exactly.

How do you think Ridley Scott knew
what the future was gonna look like?

No idea, but Daryl Hannah
made one kick-ass cyborg.

Is that...?
Oswald Kittner?

FBI. Come here.

Come here!

Hey! Move!

- They don't run, they skateboard.
- Out of the way.

Go around and cut him off
on the other side.

Got it.

My bad! Sorry!

Up!

Hey.

Was that really necessary?

Yeah, it is when you run.

Hands behind your back!

Hey, well, wait.
Are you really FBI?

Yeah, for real.

Well, at the risk
of me getting beat up,

uh, can I ask what
you're arresting me for?

In your case,
skateboarding is a crime.

So before you stick me on the
next plane down to Guantanamo,

can I exercise
some legal rights?

What, uh, what is this
supposed to be?

E-mails you sent
to Vick Johnston.

No way.

Come on, Oswald, I talked
to a lot of smart people.

They all know your work.

Well, they're blowing smoke
up your skirt.

If you were wearing a skirt.

Anyway,

I-I have no idea
what this is supposed to be.

Huh.

Well, then,
I'll have to ask you the classic --

if you didn't do anything wrong,
why'd you run?

Because last week I came home

and two guys were
tearing up my apartment.

So I got the hell out of there.

Your beef monkeys
come at me on the street.

I'm not gonna wait around
to see if they're legit.

Do you know who broke
into your apartment or why?

Well, I win a lot
at fantasy baseball.

I-I just assumed somebody was

trying to sneak a peek
at my research.

Well, it must be a pretty
cutthroat game of fantasy baseball.

Actually, it is.

One of the leagues I play in,
winner gets 15 grand.

15 grand inspires
a little B&E, so...

me and my laptop
went off the grid.

This is Dr. Charles Eppes.

He's a professor of
mathematics at CalSci.

Him?

Yeah. Him.

Well, then, maybe he can
explain all this stuff to you,

'cause all these, these numbers,
I-I, it's over my head.

It's funny. I don't think it is.

It's oddly similar to this work,

which you posted on a baseball
stats website under your own name.

He's the only person
using these abbreviations,

and it works.

His analysis accurately
spots steroid use.

Good Will Hunting.

Yeah, you got me, all right?
Yeah, this is my work,

and that is exactly
what it does,

but, I never e-mailed
it to Vick Johnston.

I never showed this to anybody.

Why? Why didn't you?

It's a significant
statistical breakthrough.

It's a significant advantage
in fantasy baseball --

if nobody else knows about it.

Tech went through his laptop.

It's not the source of the
e-mails that Johnston received.

Yeah, see, I mean,
I don't see a motive.

I mean, even if he
was blackmailing him.

Which I doubt.
He was genuinely surprised

to see his work
on those e-mails.

Yeah, but what about the
break-in at the apartment?

It could be they were after
his steroid analysis.

That still doesn't tell us
who gave Vick Johnston

a lethal dose
of Thoracyclene, though.

We know yet where
they were manufactured?

- No, still waiting.
- All right.

We just gotta get
a handle on this kid.

You know, I don't see him
opening up to any of us,

but... he might
with someone else.

Um... Dr. Eppes,
I got your message.

Yeah, how you doing, Oswald?

Why don't you
follow me in my office.

Yeah. All right.

So, you know,

I wasn't really sure that your
attorney would tell you that I called.

Oh, yeah. No, he doesn't
want me talking to you.

He thinks you're just gathering
information for the FBI.

Yeah, well -- he's right.

But the FBI just wants to know
who knows about your work.

That's all.

Well, I mean,
like I already told them,

nobody else knows.

There is another reason
I wanted to talk to you.

Um, your analysis

is amazing.

Really.

It's deep.

It's deep?

(laughs)

Wow. Um...

Deep's good, right?

Deep -- yeah, complex.

Elegant, yeah.

That's, well...
I guess you would know.

Um...

This stuff is all
calculus, right?

Yeah. Guess you studied calculus
in high school, right?

Oh, no, no, we didn't
have it in my school.

No, I learned from,
like, library books,

uh, stuff other
fantasy leaguers did.

So you're self-taught?

I guess so.

That's qu... that's quite
an accomplishment. Um...

You ever think about coming to a
place like this to actually study math?

Well, yeah, but...

I mean, dude,

I don't even
have a G.E.D.

Dude, you don't even need one.

No, seriously, you could get admitted
on the strength of your work alone.

You should at least consider
publishing your findings.

Oh, hell, no. I gotta keep
my best stuff secret.

I mean, that's how I win.

Science is about
sharing knowledge.

One more reason
I'm not a scientist.

Yeah, you are.

You come up with
theories, you test them,

you make new findings.

Well, maybe I'll have to dust
off a shelf for my Nobel Prize.

(chuckles)

- Hi.
- Oh, hey, Pop.

You know where Charlie is?

Yeah, he's in school.

Oh, listen, I had two meetings
cancel on me this afternoon.

Yeah. You
want to play?

Yeah, I wish. I can't.

I-I gotta, I gotta deal
with this case.

Oh, yeah. The ballplayer.

Yeah.

It's very sad, isn't it?

He left a wife, two kids.

You have any idea
who killed him?

No, I can't figure out a motive.

Maybe blackmail, but...

the thing is, blackmailers
rarely kill, so...

What?

Hmm?

What are you doing?

Nothing. I just...

My last year with the Rangers,
I hit .228 with 36 RBIs.

With steroids, I would have
hit .260 with 50 ribbies.

That's what my backup did.

The guy winds up
in the majors, you know?

Uh, that would be cheating.

Yeah, I mean, is it cheating
if everyone does it?

Yes.

We all give up things, Donny.

Yeah?

What'd you give up?

I don't know. I...

One day I was backpacking
around Europe,

no plans, no worries,

all the freedom in the world.

Next thing you know,
I got a family

and a mortgage and two weeks
vacation every year.

You regret any of it?

No.

But I do miss the things
I gave up for them.

All right.

So tell Chuck
I'm looking for him.

Play well. Hit 'em long.

Will do.

KITTNER: Fantasy leagues
are competitive.

I figured if I could come up with
a way to spot drug use in players,

my trades and drafts
would be that much better.

How did you figure that?

Um, players that are juicing are
more likely to get injured mid-season.

Stats back it up.

And you're sure you didn't
tell anybody about your work?

Not even my best friends.

I mean, I compete
against them, you know?

You didn't even hint that
specific players were doping?

Players that nobody else
knew that about?

Oh, man.

Did Colby get that report back?

Don! Megan!

Hey, Oswald thinks he knows who
sent the e-mails to Johnston.

You said you didn't tell anyone.

No, I didn't,
but I got into an argument

with my friend Chris Bronmiller.

Huge fan of Vick Johnston's.

Oh, and you told him that
his hero was using steroids?

Does he have
access to your work?

Well, we hang out a lot,

and I always leave
my laptop around.

(pounding on door)

Chris Bronmiller, we have
a warrant. Open the door!

Bronmiller's apartment gets
broken into and he disappears.

No one's seen his for days.

Just like what happened
with Kittner.

Unlike Kittner, Bronmiller
has a car though.

- Think he's living in it?
- Maybe.

You know, I've heard of a
certain CalSci professor

who's been residing
in his car lately.

Fleinhardt?

I don't know what Megan
sees in that dude anyway.

Some women go for the muscles,
some go for the brains.

Bronmiller's car is
down here somewhere.

LAPD was told not to touch it.

That's it right there.

Doesn't seem like
he's living in it.

Raises the question.

I hate doing this.

Oh, that's a relief.

Something smells.

(coughs)

(groans)

(coughs)

Looks like we found
Chris Bronmiller.

Looks like he's been dead
for days.

(phone beeps)

Sinclair. We have a dead body,
First Street Bridge.

Hey, guys.

Oswald, I've got some
bad news here.

Your pal Chris was
just found dead.

Oh, God.

Are you serious?

- Yeah. Okay...
- Oh, God...

Oh, God...

That's so terrible.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Oswald.

Just take a breath, okay?

Oh... man.

This is so messed up.

Who... who would do
this to him?

We don't know. We didn't find
his computer,

but we're going to need
your help here, pal.

I-I told you
I don't know anything.

I don't have a damn clue.

All right, all right,
just take a second --

get yourself together.

How about his e-mail address?

Uh... um...

Chris might have used
a cyber cafe account,

so it's harder to trace.

I can make up a list
of places that he hung out.

That's good.
That'll help.

Chat Room Cafe in La Crescenta.

E-mail accounts created through
their server over the last few months.

I'm checking for credit card accounts
in the name of Chris Bronmiller.

Oh, there it is.

Let me see if I can open
some of these file attachments.

Oh, yeah, hey, this
is Kittner's work.

Yeah?

Yeah. So it was
his friend Chris

who sent the e-mails
to Vick Johnston.

And look at that --
he got an e-mail in response.

"Regarding your statistical
analysis: interesting stuff.

"I'd like to meet
and talk about it.

Signed Vick Johnston.

But it wasn't sent
from Johnston's laptop.

I want you to trace it
and let us know, okay?

Sure, I'll try.

Chris Bronmiller thought he was
going to meet his baseball hero.

Yeah, who's dead.

Hey, you know, we have
two guest rooms in the house.

Are you sure you want to...?

No, I'm fine here.

I prefer this.

I just don't want
to go home for a while.

Not after what
happened to Chris.

Right. No, I understand.

The FBI still isn't sure
who broke into your apartment.

I know.

So, uh... what the
hell is all this?

Uh, cognitive emergence theory.

Ah, of course it is.

I'm attempting
to mathematically model

how conscious thought emerges
from basic neural functions.

Oh, kind of like a sum
is greater than its parts?

Yeah, that's the basic idea.

Um, you don't have any, like,
comics, do you?

You know what,

I do have something
that might interest you.

It's a baseball thing.

Uh...

my brother Don played
in the minor leagues.

And I kept his stats, so...

You might want
to take a look at those.

- Stockton Rangers!
- Yeah.

They were my fantasy minor league
team when I was in high school.

Well, then let me ask
you something.

COLBY: Thanks a lot.
Appreciate it.

Finally got the lab results.

They name the manufacturer?

There's three companies
that manufacture Thoracyclene.

One's in the Philippines,
one in France,

and one right here,
in the L.A. area.

Now the stuff we found
in Johnston's locker

has the chemical signature to
link it up to the local firm.

So that proves they
manufactured the fatal dose?

Well, no, it proves they
made the original steroid.

But somebody else could have
made the concentrated dose.

DON:
Smells good.

- All righty.
- Here you go.

- Thanks.
- Here.

Doesn't your friend in the
garage want to come in for a bite?

Yeah, I offered.
He said he's okay.

You know, I kind of think
he's used to being alone.

- Oh, yeah?
- Fantasy baseball.

What a way to make a living.

What do you mean?
I think a lot of these guys

actually end up
working for teams, right?

It's true. Bill James.
Bill James was a self-taught

baseball stats fanatic
who published his findings.

He now works for the Red Sox.

OSWALD:
Hey, Charlie...

Um, oh, I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to interrupt.

I just wanted to answer
Charlie's question.

That's all right. What question?

A baseball question.

Um, about you, actually.

Yeah, just if you'd kept playing,
would you have made the majors?

OSWALD:
So I made two evaluations.

One if you had continued
to develop normally,

and one if you'd decided
to use steroids.

This should be interesting.

Um, so with the 'roids,
you probably would have

raised your batting average to
.280 with ten to 15 home runs.

Well, so, it sounds
like the majors.

Well, "ish" because, well,

yeah, your hitting would
have improved --

your overall value as a player
would have diminished.

Why? How so?

Well, 'cause Don's value
was as a utility player.

You didn't excel at one
particular position.

You played several very well.

You were a solid fielder.

Quick mentally and physically

and steroids would
have messed with that.

Yeah, so, and without the drugs?

Uh, it's a bit harder to say.

Um, a lot of major league clubs
like to have

a few utility guys
on the bench --

players who are smart and can
adapt quickly to different situations.

Yeah, like at the FBI.

Like the FBI.

MAN: BRX makes nutritional
supplements.

Vitamins, protein powders.

And you manufacture
Thoracyclene?

One of our chemists created it

for use in adolescent males
with pituitary malfunction.

People forget that most steroids
and sports enhancement drugs

also have many
legitimate purposes.

They're used to stimulate
the growth of bone marrow,

as hormone replacements in males

and to treat age-related
problems in the elderly.

You're the only
company in the U.S.

that manufactures Thoracyclene,
correct?

We hold the patent here, yes.

Two foreign manufacturers
also pay us a licensing fee

for the right
to produce it as well.

COLBY: You were originally
located in North Carolina,

but we understand you ran
into some troubles there?

The Attorney General was against
holistic medicine.

So, we relocated to a state
that doesn't have an agenda

against alternative medicine.

So you're saying that
investigation

had nothing to do with
your production of steroids?

I had a feeling this was where
this was going.

So, I thought I'd save you
a little work.

Stacy, bring me
that file please.

Our sales records
of Thoracyclene

as submitted to the FDA.

Every purchase was made by a
licensed physician or distributor.

And the only patients
who should be receiving it,

are young boys with
growth disorders.

Found a guy who BRX sells
Thoracyclene to

you might want
to take a look at --

Dr. Thomas Mandel.

Yeah, why him?

Specializes in sports medicine.

Apparently treats a lot of
college, high school kids.

All right, let's check him out.

DAVID: 18,19, it's pretty young
to start cutting corners.

The drugs don't do
the work for you, man.

They just change
your body chemistry

so you can work out
harder and longer.

The things you pick up in
college wrestling, you know.

Yeah, and I admit I was tempted,

but the problem is, you start
altering your body chemistry

as an adolescent,

you run the risk of serious,
permanent damage.

Like baldness and erectile
dysfunction,

premature closure
of the growth plates.

Too much testosterone
can kill brain cells.

It's not worth it, man.

And I didn't even
get to gynecomastia yet.

It's enlarged breasts in men.

Aah...

You worried about violating
doctor-patient confidentiality?

It's a college facility that's
open to all the students

and we have the administration's
permission to be here.

Nah. If the good doctor
wants privacy,

he should work
out of his office.

Excuse me.
Can I help you?

We just need to check something.

Whoa.

Thoracyclene.

Legal only by a prescription.

And only to treat
specific conditions

such as unusually small
size in children.

It's either working real good

or you're in some trouble.

I want my lawyer.

I didn't know Vic Johnston.

I never treated him.

Easy enough to confirm.

Just give us a list of the
people you did sell steroids to.

That's a violation
of confidentiality.

We have half a dozen athletes
who said you never examined them

or took a medical history.

Yet you did supply them
with sports drugs.

Most of them between
the age of 17 and 22.

A couple as young as 14.

All they had to do was show up,
pay and get a shot.

If I give you a list
of people I sell to,

what do you give me?

Points for cooperation.

Glove down, Monty.

Come on, you guys.
Let's pick it up.

Let's see some hustle.
Come on.

Max Sheveransky?

FBI.

Need you to come with us, sir.

What's this about?

Vick Johnston.

We know you were his
high school coach.

I haven't talked
to him in years.

You should know a search warrant's
being executed for your home,

your car and your office.

Looks like you already know
what we're gonna find.

We have witnesses that saw you
with Vick Johnston two months ago.

He wanted help.

No one was offering him
a contract.

So you supplied him
with Thoracyclene?

I was the only person
he trusted.

He called you two days
before he died.

- No, I don't remember that.
- No?

Your phone records remember it.

You spoke to him once for
36 minutes and once for 47.

What about?

They play pretty good baseball
in federal prisons, you know.

(sighs)

All right.

(sighs)

Vick said he thought he was
going to be exposed.

By whom?

He wouldn't say.

He just said it was
gonna get out.

That if he got caught,

he'd have to give them my name
to the grand jury.

You tell anyone else about this?

Not a soul. Not even my wife.

What did you do?

I didn't know what to do.

And then Vick died.

Yeah, from drugs you gave him.

I don't understand how.

It was the same stuff
everybody gets.

KITTNER:
I can't help thinking

that if I hadn't developed
a doping formula,

Chris would still be alive.

But that...
that's not your fault.

Actions can have
unintended consequences.

You know, scientists
struggle with that.

- Scientists?
- All the time.

Scientific breakthroughs
have benefits.

I play fantasy baseball.

But the ability to conceptualize
the solution to a problem,

it's what applied mathematics
is all about, okay?

You have that ability.

And you can apply it
to other problems.

You're a Good Will Huntingman,
not me.

I'm just a loser who likes
baseball way too much.

Whether you like
to admit it or not,

you do also love math.

COLBY:
So BRX sold to the doctor,

the doctor sold
to the high school coach

and the coach sold
to Vick Johnston?

Yeah, we totally have
the chain of supply,

but it's still not telling us
which one killed Johnston.

And we have no link to the
murdered fantasy baseball player.

And both the coach and the
doctor have alibis.

When Bronmiller was killed,
Sheveransky was in Sacramento

and the doctor was in Las Vegas.

Wait a minute.

Only the BRX lab could make
the lethal dose.

You know, you're still
welcome in my garage.

Yeah, I know.

Don't worry about
me. I'll be okay.

Okay, but Oswald,
just stay in touch.

Yeah, of course.

(car alarm chirps)

(three gunshots, screaming)

(tires squealing)

Everyone, stand back!

No, no, stay still!
Don't move.

It's okay. I don't think...

Oh, geez!
Look at that.

I guess, uh, they missed.

But not by much.

So I almost get shot,

and you guys respond
by doing a lot of math.

That's how we roll
here at CalSci.

Don thinks that somebody wants
to get rid of your doping equations

and anybody
who knows about them.

And we are trying to determine
just who might have that motive.

Right. Now let me
ask you, Oswald.

Are you seeing what I'm seeing?

Dude, honestly,
all I see is a lot of chalk.

Are the numbers supposed
to start glowing at some point?

Yeah, actually, I have known
certain expressions

to take on a shimmering quality.

Ah, so you have.

Look, I'll tell you who has the
greatest motive to bury my work.

It's obvious. It's the drug
company that makes the juice.

It's obvious.

Well, thank you,
Professor Kittner.

It only took us hours
of value assessment

to come up with that conclusion
and you're saying it's obvious.

Hasn't your brother taught
you anything about crime?

Isn't it usually the person who
stands to lose or gain

the most amount of money?

Thoracyclene is valuable
because there's no test for it.

Of course, you work
destroys that value.

Right, and then...

there's this.

What is this?

This is an organizational
analysis chart.

We're quantifying the links
between the elements of this case.

And note the drug lab.

It's linked to everyone.

(sirens wail)

Federal agents!

F.B.I!

(indistinct, overlapping shouts)

Copy of Oswald Kittner's
analysis.

Where'd you find this?

I've never seen that before.

Mr. Auster, we've established a
chain of purchase

that connects you
to Vick Johnston.

And this mathematical
formula we just found,

that's a motive for murder.

Take a look at that.

You printed out the e-mails
sent to Chris Bronmiller

that set up a place
where he was murdered.

I didn't kill anybody,
all right?

None of this was my idea.

Whoa!
Good shot, Bobby!

Beautiful, beautiful!

Keep that up, we'll get a little
bidding war going for you.

Play wherever you want.

Richard Clast?

Hi.

We went over our list
of your baseball clients.

Ran their stats through
your boy Kittner's system.

Okay, I don't know what this is.

I'm not a mathematician.

Is that why you gave it to the
president of BRX labs who's a scientist.

He told you what
this math could do.

Yeah, I don't know who that is.

Really? 'Cause your phone
number's all over his company records.

And almost all
your clients are juicing.

So there must be a lot at stake
for a guy like you, huh?

Yeah, you know what?
For a lot of agents.

I think we're finished here.
Thank you.

Whoa, whoa, you're not
going anywhere.

You're the only agent who
knew about the math application

'cause your client, your best
friend, Vick Johnston told you.

Let's go. Turn around. Get you
hands behind your back.

I found blood
on Chris Bronmiller's jacket

that doesn't match his DNA.

Somehow, I got a feeling it's
going to match yours, isn't it?

Let's go.

You know, I loved this game
just as much as Vick did.

You're what's wrong
with this game.

(indistinct TV audio)

Hey. Hey, guys,
it's okay.

- It's over. We got him.
- What?

Yeah, you're all right.

Found a gun at this beach house

that matched the bullets
that were fired at you.

Wait. So me almost getting shot
at actually helped nail this guy?

I just hope he gets
what he deserves.

My friend Chris
was a decent guy.

Oswald, the FBI lab at Quantico
wanted to know

if you'd agree to consult
with them on your formula.

(chuckles)

They want to develop it
as an investigative tool.

I don't know.

My secret doping stats
in the hands of the feds?

No, of course, yes.
I'm joking.

Whatever you guys want.
I owe you.

I just feel I should tell you

I got a call
from Vick's minor league team.

They want me to be
their statistician.

Okay, but this work for the FBI

could be a really great
opportunity for you.

Yeah, look, you can do both.

Look how overworked this guy is.

Your work could be recognized.

You could even publish an article
in the American Journal of Statistics.

My boyhood dream come true.

He's got the aptitude
and the ability.

He just can't see it
for himself.

Hey, you guys see the news?

That case of yours
is big stuff, Don.

That's right.
We got ourselves a scandal.

And if the FBI can prove the
efficacy of Oswald's analysis,

it could get even bigger.

Yeah.

You, uh, thirsty? You thirsty?

- I'll take a beer.
- I'll take a beer.

Beer? Three beers?

That case of yours
bring back memories, does it?

Yeah, well, hey, look, you know?

It's my first love.

First love, my ass.

What are you talking about?

Don't you remember how you got
started in baseball?

I always loved baseball.

Nah, not really.

Your mother and I got you into
Little League because we had

to get you stop playing around
with that little toy gun

that your Uncle Tommy gave you.

Oh, yeah. What, that was
that silver six-shooter.

Yeah, yeah, you were playing
with it constantly.

We didn't think it
was very healthy,

so we figured baseball
would get your mind off it, see,

and it did...

for a couple of decades.

I guess so.

Yeah, yeah, you love baseball,
but it wasn't your first love.

Don't you remember?
When you were a kid

you used to love to play
cops and robbers?

Donny, you were always the cop.

Well, then, to Donny Eppes,
a born cop.

A most excellent one.

I say hear, hear, to that.

Thanks.

Cheers.