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♪♪

♪ My, my ♪

♪ Just look what you've done ♪

♪ My God ♪

♪ Something that
you can't defend ♪

♪ I'll never be the same again ♪

(kids laughing)

♪ And I don't know why ♪

♪ I don't know why ♪

(whistling)

You've got to finish
this weekend.

Don't worry.

The kids will have a new
playground by Monday morning.

All right, kids.

He'll be here all day
with that backhoe.

Now you can watch for
a while, but stay back.

That's not a backhoe,
that's a skid loader.

(drilling)

A backhoe's bigger.

- Thank you, Malik.
- Welcome!

Trudy! Make sure they stay
behind the fence.

I got 'em, Mrs. Bell.
All right, come on, guys.

You can watch them over here.

(drilling continues)

- Well, change is good.
- CHARLIE: Not always.

Let me rephrase.
Change is inevitable

and those who adapt most quickly
are most likely to survive.

Yeah, well,
you already have tenure.

It's not an issue for you
like it is for some.

LARRY: Has our new division
chair, Mildred,

said anything to you?

We can protect you.

MAN:
Ladies and gentlemen,

esteemed colleagues and friends.

We celebrate the appointment
of Dr. Mildred Finch

to the Physics-Math-Astronomy
Division Chair...

I just want you to know I'm willing
to go to bat for you with Dr. Finch.

Oh, thanks, Charlie.

...means that she speaks
your languages.

All of them.

I give you...

Dr. Mildred Finch.

(applause)

Thank you. Thank you.

I am delighted to be
back home with you all.

If she has any sense,
she'll make you tenure-track.

Well, she already has.

- Already?
- Tenure?

With a higher salary.

...and we will attract young,
brilliant minds.

We're going to reinvigorate this
division, hmm?

(applause)

Now, one of the advantages of
having worked here for so long,

is that I know where all the
bodies are buried, so careful...

(laughter, scattered applause)

That was rather pugnacious.

Oh... change is good.

Where did Dr. Fleinhardt get to?

Oh, he recalled an obligation.

- Oh!
- Congratulations. Honestly.

Do you know how wonderful it is
to have a Chair conversant in math,

physics and cosmology? I mean...

Well, I intend to encourage
a more collaborative

spirit among the departments.

You know what,
I like that. I do.

MILDRED: Yeah, and
collaboration takes time,

Charlie, your time.

- Of course.
- Dr. Ramanujan,

have you considered my offer?

I have, and... I would love to
work with you on your research.

Excellent.

And you will serve
on the Curriculum Committee.

- Okay.
- (stammers)

- Well... hello.
- Oh, hey.

- Hey.
- Sorry.

This is Dr. Mildred Finch.

She's our new Chair.
This is my father, Alan.

Millie. Hi. Millie.

- Nice to meet you, Alan.
- You, too.

AMITA: Dr. Finch just returned from
an 18-month sabbatical in Antarctica.

- Really, Antarctica?
- Yeah.

Oh, what were you studying,
penguins or ice?

Actually I insinuated myself
into a minor position on AMANDA,

the giant neutrino telescope.

- Ah!
- Yeah,

an engineering job I was
completely ill-suited for.

My father's an engineer.

I adjusted a dial
three times a week.

I mainly just went
to think in peace.

Oh. So how did
that work out for you?

I came back with a strong sense
of what's important and what's not.

Which is... what?

Not wasting time.

(thuds, drills)

Okay, a few more minutes,
and then snack time.

We want to stay outside.

Malik, don't you want
some cookies?

(thuds)

(cracking)

(cracking)

(loud rumbling)

(children screaming)

(children wailing)

Hey!

Help...

Help me!

Okay.

(coughing)

Get it.

(screams, thuds)
Trudy!

(children shouting)

(coughing)

GIRL:
Mrs. Perez? Mrs. Perez?

(indistinct radio transmission)

(siren blaring)

REPORTER: Three children have
been pulled from the sinkhole.

Two remain trapped.

The rescued kids and
their caretaker, Trudy Perez,

are en route to County Hospital.

We're awaiting word on their
condition. We'll continue...

Why are we called in on this?

Apparently the DOJ
has been investigating

Kentwell Construction
for two years --

bribery, wire fraud, kickbacks,

payoffs to cover
half-assed work.

DON: Hey.

The company has offices
all across the Western states.

Big bucks.

You guys all remember
AUSA Howard Meeks, right?

Hey.

Kentwell Construction
built this school?

The playground.
Ten years ago.

My fraud case has languished.

Hard to prove, hard to get
anybody excited about it.

Unfortunately, now...

- We have victims?
- And publicity.

We want the FBI to take
over the field investigation.

I've talked to the local
DA about holding off

on any potential
homicide charges

till we take
a shot at these guys.

Did one of the kids die?

The older lady, Trudy Perez,
is not expected to make it.

So what's the plan?

DON: Well, as soon as the kids are out,
we're gonna go in.

Let's start with seeing if we can
find any negligence on Kentwell's part.

There is.

DON: And what about that guy
tearing up the place with a back hoe?

Local parent doing a good deed.
It's not his fault.

This has Kentwell's
fingerprints all over it.

You really don't
like these guys.

Yeah, money keeps them above
the law, and it pisses me off.

I want them in prison,
not just paying a fine.

I'll start working on finding
a construction specialist.

Actually, my father might be
able to help you with that.

We should see
if we can find out how

these guys got
the contract to begin with.

Yeah, they had to deal
with someone at the school.

It was a favor, man.

You volunteered to repave
the playground off the books.

The pavement was cracked.
Kids can't play ball on that.

You were digging up
the old surface.

- And bam.
- I've gotta call the parents.

Riva! What in the hell
were you thinking?

You can't order work
without school board approval.

I have begged
for help for years.

I am holding you personally
responsible for this travesty.

School Superintendent
Daria Samson.

The old lady died.

Trudy?

(indistinct radio transmission)

(siren wailing)

(mechanical whirring)

This isn't asphalt.

It's too brittle.

It's shattered
like a windshield.

I have no idea what this is.

Hey! Did they get
the children out?

MEGAN:
Um, the last two boys were

inside the structure
when it went down,

so they're buried,

and the structure's
really unstable,

so it's moving kind of slowly.

ALAN: Were they able to
talk to the kids?

One, but he's getting weak.

Alan, we need to know if this
sinkhole could occur naturally,

or if it's from
faulty construction.

Well, sinkholes are
rare in California.

- It's the wrong geology.
- Really?

ALAN: The chances are
that this was triggered

by altering the
underground water flow.

Listen, I can model
groundwater flow

using soil samples,
and geological maps.

Okay, tell me what you need.

Well, first off,
construction blueprints.

We got one!

MAN:
They're bringing one up!

All right, go ahead!
Pull him up slow.

Hey, are those the parents?

MEGAN: Uh... would you
excuse me for a second?

- You got 'em?
- Uh... one.

Oh!

So far.

PARENT: That's good for them.

Oh!
Thank you.

What's your son's name?

Malik.

Malik.

MEEKS:
Damage control has arrived.

What? Kentwell?

Their attorney, Reed Parkman.

Been legally obstructing my case
from every direction for two years.

Very inventive guy.

How you doing there,
Mr... Parkman?

How are you?

So I'm gonna need a copy of
blueprints from that playground.

All right? I
need, uh...

geology reports, environmental,
the whole works.

I've got a subpoena.

No problem.

If Kentwell has any culpability,
they'll make it right.

Like they've done in the past,

good citizens that they are.

Did they rescue
the last boy yet?

Actually, they think
he's unconscious,

so they haven't been
able to find him.

Are those parents
from the school?

I'd like to talk to them.

No contact with the families.

You're not gonna buy them off.

Wouldn't dream of it.

My clients want to express
their concern and support.

What, no one from Kentwell's
coming down here?

They've instructed me
to cooperate fully.

I bet.

I've got very sympathetic
victims for a jury this time, Reed.

I'm going to want a copy
of that report ASAP.

All right.

Fair enough.

LARRY:
The magical element of water

penetrates the impenetrable
like a sleeping mind

dreams the solution
to a problem.

Can you hand me that map?

You know, water not only
moves around rock,

it actually flows
right through it.

Nature has so much to teach us.

You know, it's possible
that the construction company

caused a slow drainage
of the aquifer,

that then created
an underground cavern

which became the sinkhole.

Or water eroded limestone
over a thousand years

and this was the day, the hour,

the very minute of catastrophic
failure fated for eons.

I like that.

MILDRED: Larry, I've been
looking for you.

Oh, yeah? Actually,
I was just on my way out to...

- To...?
- To, um...

just office hours.

On Saturday?

You know, we have been trying
to send you an invitation

for my reception and we were
flummoxed to discover

we have no home address for you.

I think just e-mail is-is best.

Yeah, all right,
you know what, Larry?

Where you live,
that's up to you.

That is your business
and I respect your privacy.

Good, because privacy
is important to me.

Unless...

you're living
in the steam tunnels.

You know, we used
the steam tunnels

to play Dungeons and Dragons
when I was an undergrad,

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.

But it seems that someone
has set up house down there.

Which is no good.

It's a liability.

So I'm going to seal
the steam tunnels, Larry.

- I see.
- Good.

Okay, have a very good weekend.

You, too, sir.

He's living in
the steam tunnels?

I didn't say that.

But maybe you should check
and make sure he's okay.

Yeah, of course.

He was kind of staying with us,

but I think he felt
like he was a burden.

Groundwater flow?

Not high-end math.

- A case for my brother.
- You know what?

We're going to have to tighten
up in that area, as well.

- Tighten up?
- Yes.

Teamwork, Charles.
All right?

I need you to take more
responsibility here in this department,

and spend less of your time
on your forensics pursuits, clear?

Mildred...

You will chair the PhD
Admissions Committee.

Congratulations.

I don't have time for that.

No, not a request, my friend.

(indistinct radio transmission)

MAN:
That close enough?

Mr. Shabaz, it
won't be long.

They think they can get
him out pretty soon.

Okay.

Um, is there anyone else that
you'd like me to call for you?

Maybe someone that can
meet you at the hospital?

My wife's flying in from
a business trip to Chicago.

You have the whole city pulling
for Malik right now.

Well, if we make it
through this,

I'm getting him out of here.

Out of Los Angeles?

Out of the neighborhood.

You guys show up
for a big disaster,

but tomorrow we're
on our own again.

We got classrooms with no books,

teachers have to provide
toilet paper and pencils.

Kids get sick with mental illness,
birth defects, cancer.

Malik has a growth on his spine.

Now the doctor's telling me
not to worry,

but children shouldn't have
tumors on their spines

or get trapped
in 20-foot hellholes.

MAN: Coming up. We got him.

Get him out!

What is going on in this place?

MAN:
They got Malik.

CHARLIE: Listen, Kentwell Construction
is trying to snow you guys

with these meaningless
blueprints and reports.

All right, so there's got to be
a smoking gun in here somewhere.

Look, we got some new files.

Something one of the dads said
is really bugging me

about a lot of sick kids.

How are those little boys doing?

MEGAN: Serious condition,
but the prognosis is good for both of them.

You know, I cannot figure out
this paving material.

I read something about that.

Okay, I have two cases of
leukemia at the school now,

and three cases in children
who attended in the past.

Charlie, what are the odds of this
many cancers in a small school?

Meg, do me a favor.
Just...

I need you on these
new boxes please.

You guys are going to make
me get up, aren't you?

MEGAN: This is a lot of
leukemia.

You're talking about cancer
clusters -- statistically rare.

More likely, this is a case
of Texas sharp shooting.

All right. Say there's a guy
who's never held a gun before

and he aims at the side
of a barn and he shoots.

And when he's done,
he draws a circle

around the closest shots,

ignores the others
and he declares himself...

A Texas sharpshooter.

Right. And cancer clusters
are just like that.

- People over-interpret the evidence.
- DON: Yeah, here we go.

The stuff they paved with is
called "composite."

- It's patented.
- Patented?

May I?

It's actually made
from recycled materials.

Huh.

Here.

CHARLIE:
TCE's, heavy metals,

Perchlorates.

- LARRY: Oh, my heavens.
- What?

- That is toxic waste.
- No.

Is that legal? Put it down.

CHARLIE: Well, the patented
process supposedly makes it inert.

But it's new, so...
DON: Hold on.

You're saying this
stuff is actually breaking down?

LARRY: Eroding substrate,
creating a sinkhole.

MEGAN:
Causing cancer.

So much for
the Texas sharpshooter.

DAVID: You signed every contract
between Kentwell Construction

and the School Board.

I sign a lot of contracts.

Ms. Samson, were you aware
the stuff they use for the pavement

is based from toxic waste?

MEEKS:
Toxic waste?

We had EPA clearance,
it's harmless.

You knew about it?

It's irrelevant.

DAVID: Is it also irrelevant
that you lease a vacation home

from Kentwell on Catalina Island
for a few hundred dollars a year?

I came in here to help.

If you're accusing
me of something,

speak to my attorney.

Wait, wait, hold on.

How long have you
had an attorney?

Is it Reed Parkman?

Same as Kentwell Construction?

DAVID:
When we connect you to this,

you'll be on the hook
for Trudy Perez's death

and the injury
to those children.

(indistinct voices)

MEGAN:
How is Malik doing?

His surgery went well.

He won't be awake
for another few hours.

My wife is with him.

Um, all these parents
have sick kids?

This school has lots of neurological
disorders as well as cancers.

Learning disabilities,
behavioral problems.

It's all documented.

This related to the
playground caving in?

All the kids who
fell in have rashes.

- What's going on?
- We don't know,

but that's why I asked you
to bring all these folks here.

Hey, everyone.

Thank you for coming.

CHARLIE:
You seen Larry?

No, not this weekend.

Hey.

Do you want to have dinner
with me tonight?

MILDRED: Excuse me...
Dr. Ramanujan.

Are you Dr. Eppes'
personal assistant?

At his beck and call
24/7, as they say?

- What?
- Nice.

That's not fair.

I see that you've been
on the supercomputer for...

well, a while now,

so I have to
de-prioritize your job.

Is this an FBI case?

We're working with odds ratios.

You know what?
It's all right, Amita.

Yes, it is an FBI case.

We're analyzing childhood
cancers, birth defects

and neurological deficits

related to a potentially
toxic material. So...

Well, it is now low priority
on the server.

Dr. Finch, the supercomputer
is the only way to analyze

large data sets quickly
for proper comparison.

I have sympathy for the
families, Charlie, I do.

I nursed my father through
cancer, I don't take it lightly.

But I'm also aware that the
person who could discover

the cure for cancer
may be one of our students

who would benefit greatly
from the use of this computer,

not to mention the attentions of
Professors Eppes and Ramanujan.

CHARLIE: Not one student has
suffered from our work at the FBI.

Not one. To the contrary...

There are many ways to contribute
to improving the world, Charlie.

CHARLIE:
Excuse me.

We'll take this up
again, Mildred.

Millie.

I don't appreciate being
disrespected,

especially in front
of a colleague.

Then you might want to behave
more like a colleague.

I beg your pardon?

Well, you're dating your
thesis professor.

You dress like a kid.

Sorry, I didn't realize
there was a dress code.

Amita, you have the most promising
career of any of the faculty hires.

I just want you to have the major
career that you are capable of.

I appreciate that.

So, you have to redefine
yourself as a professor,

not a grad student.

An individual, not some
appendage of Charlie Eppes.

Okay, well, thanks
for clearing that up.

Which means taking your own
research more seriously than you take his.

MEGAN: Uh, what year did your
granddaughter start at Matheson?

Katie was in kindergarten
during construction, 1994.

She was always on the swings,

loved tumbling,

said she was going
to the Olympics.

My wife noticed the tumor
at a gymnastics tournament.

Neuroblastoma.

MEGAN: And what year
was she diagnosed?

'99.

I'm not sure if it was the chemo
that killed her or the cancer.

Miss Reeves, who did this?

What's going on here?

I don't know, Mr. Bowden, but
I'm going to try and find out.

All right, what do you got?

Matheson Elementary has a
substantial elevation of cancer

and neurological deficit rates
compared to the national average.

Right. And?

The normal background rate

is, like, one incident,
of let's say leukemia,

in every 10,000 kids.

Matheson has seven times
that frequency.

- Sounds like a cluster,
- Yeah.

This is a statistical map

of pediatric toxicology
in L.A. County.

Each dot represents
one sick child.

Blue is for AML --

Acute Myelogenous Leukemia.

Red are for
neurological disorders.

Green are birth defects.

To me this is a much bigger
problem than Kentwell, right?

It would seem that way,
but take a look at this.

These are schools
in L.A. County

with playgrounds paved
by Kentwell.

No way.

Don, we don't have one,

we have 17 cancer clusters.

(sighs)

MEGAN: So has Charlie been able
to find a link

between the paving materials
and the cancer?

It's circumstantial.
The stuff seems harmless.

Yeah, but everywhere it shows
up, there's a cancer cluster.

You don't think Kentwell's
manufacturing it, do you?

No, their parent company,
Desert Shale --

who's paid to receive
toxic waste from 48 states.

DON: They don't do
what they're supposed to.

- They don't dispose of it.
- Which is expensive,

so Desert Shale
melts it into aggregate.

And then sells it to their own
company, who sells it to schools.

Jackasses.

They're making money
coming and going.

It's a brilliant scheme.

I knew about the fraud, but not the
potential environmental crimes.

And you said this is
all over the West?

Well, if that's true, Howard,
this case just got huge.

Oh, yeah. These people will
not want to go in front of a jury.

They'll want to deal, but...

- Right, you want to lock them up.
- So do I.

We have to do this right, Don.

All right, well, let's
be smart about it.

Ooh!

I thought you were Mildred.

- Where have you been?
- I have a life.

- That's where I've been.
- A life I'm clearly unaware of.

Where have you been staying?

Oh no, seriously...

Seriously, I thought you've been
staying with Megan these last few weeks.

We have decidedly not
gotten that structured

in the expansion
of our complexity.

Do you need something?
I've got a class in five minutes.

Are you sleeping
in the steam tunnels?

Only as a fallback.

A fallback to what?

Larry, why don't you just
come stay over our place?

You know you're welcome.

I thank you, sincerely.

You and your father,
your generosity,

it's gone beyond what
any friend could expect.

Yes, I'm so generous.
Look, just come over.

Come over.
Stay with us.

I can't afford the distraction.

The distraction of what?
Distraction of a place to live?

Of sharing a bathtub.

Bathtub?

Yes.

See, if I'm so much
as around a bathtub,

I can't seem to stay out of it.

Which is no problem
if I'm alone.

But you have one bathtub;
it just doesn't work.

So you've been sleeping
in the steam tunnels.

Well, one copes as one does.

Have to accept
our funny little ways.

Where will you go when Mildred
seals those steam tunnels?

The Arroyo Parkway Suites.

What?

(sighs)

I could use your help later.

All right, you bet.

We've taken every precaution
to protect anyone

who comes in contact
with the aggrega...

We've got 17 cancer clusters
saying your...

That's Kentwell Construction's
liability.

MEEKS:
It's one company.

I'll pierce that
corporate veil so fast...

We prove you knew this
material was toxic

and you used it anyway,
you're going to prison.

The product is inert.

We've established that
through repeated testing.

We have an EPA
Compliance Officer

who knows every inch
of the business.

- Call him.
- DON: Let me guess --

he's got
a vacation house in Catalina?

I'm sending a new EPA Officer.

Desert Shale is
a legitimate business.

No one wants to deal with
this kind of chemical garbage,

but this company has made
a good faith effort

to recycle industrial waste,

and to do so within every rule
and regulation on the books.

And yet we have this problem.

What we don't know
about the aggregate

is how it breaks down over time.

Uh...

We'll work with the government
to get to the bottom of this.

If I have to liquidate Kentwell
to pay for it, I will.

Let's just take this
one step at a time.

I got kids and grandkids.

I'm not leaving them
a company with this legacy.

We'll straighten out the problem
with the aggregate.

Meanwhile, let's
compensate the families

and repave every site
with asphalt.

So, Mildred wants me to chair
the PhD Admissions Committee.

She didn't ask me to do it,
she just announced it,

and I won't do it.

She's a trifle pushy,
our Mildred.

I really don't appreciate her
trying to throw you out, you know?

I mean, I agree.

I don't think you should
sleep in the steam tunnels,

but that is your choice.
That's not her choice.

Have you made your reservation
at the Arroyo Parkway Suites?

Charles, I have to say...

I don't think this
material is active.

This rock is 12 years old.

It's still completely inert.

You would have to eat a pound
a day of this to become ill.

Yeah. Well, then, if the aggregate is
not causing kids to get sick, what is?

The recycling process --
it seems sound.

They heat waste chemicals
to 3,000 degrees,

they cool the slag,

they test it for toxicity.

If any remains,
they process again.

And how much evaporates?

They capture the evaporate.

Very little escapes.

Well, then, the amount of waste
that they take in

should roughly match the amount
of aggregate that they put out.

- That's correct.
- It doesn't.

Here. Check it out.

I've developed a
set of inequalities

that indicate with high
confidence that Desert Shale

has taken in over 154,000 tons
of waste over the last ten years.

The aggregate
that they produce is...

I mean, they're missing nearly
80,000 tons of toxic waste.

So what caused the sinkhole?

I mean, the acid didn't
just seep into the groundwater

from the aggregate.

- Right.
- Right what?

Desert Shale --

it's missing 80,000 tons
of acidic chemical sludge.

Where is it?

Oh, they wouldn't.

Don?

(indistinct radio transmission)

CHARLIE: Hey. So we found
benzene residue in the sinkhole.

Now, that is probably
what killed the elderly lady,

and probably what caused
the children's rashes.

DAVID: This is benzene
from the aggregate?

No. From acidic sludge
in the groundwater.

ALAN: Well, if it wasn't from
the aggregate,

where the hell did
the acid come from?

Well, we think that Desert Shale
buried toxic waste in the ground,

and then it seeped
into the water table, Dad.

They're dumping toxic waste
at elementary schools?

LARRY: Okay, Charlie,
time to clear the area.

Okay. Fire in the hole!

MAN: Copy that.
Fire in the hole.

- All personnel out of...
- Three, two, one!

MAN:
All clear.

- Seismic imaging, huh?
- Yeah.

Locating the source of the acid.

What are you saying
happened here, man?

Well, the acid effect
was like Swiss cheese.

Bacteria devour lactic acid,

giving off carbon dioxide,
which cannot escape,

producing bubbles in the cheese.

Now, here, acid in groundwater
ate into the rock,

creating pockets of gas
which became the sinkhole

when the surface was breached.

So what about the explosion?

ALAN:
Seismic imaging.

It's the same as in oil fields.

Gives them a picture
of what's underground.

That's right. We send controlled
vibrations to the ground to receivers.

It's sonar, like a bat?

Like thousands of bats all sending
their information back to the computers.

We get a precise
map of the geology,

plus it pinpoints
anomalies just like these.

Okay. J-28/AE-87.

- Initiating over here.
- Right there.

Okay. Yeah. Three feet down.

If you and Charlie are right...

David, we're not
just guessing here.

We've got three dozen
barrels down there.

MAN:
Yeah, we got something here.

Yeah, I got a couple barrels.

I can't believe this.

Dad, why don't you
get away from there?

I see iron ore.

Rust.

MAN: Yeah, there's stuff
that's nasty.

It's definitely hot.

Dad, come on.
Come on.

Those cold-blooded bastards.

Those are barrels of poison
they buried down there.

The I.D. numbers were
sanded off the barrels.

I can't prove they
came from Desert Shale.

We're testing for a match
with the aggregate.

Resnick knew about the barrels,

which is why he offered
to repave every site.

Yeah, so it makes it look
like he's doing the right thing.

MEGAN: 57 kids in your school
district have leukemia.

How in God's name do you
rationalize something like that?

They told me it was harmless,
and I believed them.

- I didn't know.
- DAVID: You knew.

I didn't know what
was in the barrels --

what it would do.
Please, I would never...

Do you know that grandmother
was an asthmatic?

She died from inhaling benzene.

That's a death
that we can link to you.

I can't go to prison!

You should be forced
to inhale that crap.

(sighs)
Oh, God...

Can we make a deal?

Depends on what you have to say.

Boyd Resnick paid
for my school board campaign.

He put me in office so that
I would give them contracts.

She's a drunk.
She's not credible.

This is your client.
We're talking about your client.

And, as for the barrels, by law,

the school district is responsible
for any contamination of its grounds.

Unless it can be tied
specifically to Desert Shale,

you've got nothing.

I thought you were representing
Kentwell Construction.

My firm represents
both companies.

Come on. Who you think
you're talking to here?

It's one company.

You better get your own lawyer.

We're looking at you
as a co-conspirator.

When will you depose her?

You seem a little
rattled, Counselor.

You better get
your game face on.

They'll try to pay Samson off,
send her to Aruba or someplace.

You think they'd try
to whack her?

These guys don't like
to get their hands dirty.

They'll do it with
money if they can,

but she's the link between
Resnick and the barrels.

All right. So I better get her
into protective custody, huh?

Kac-Moody Algebras.

It's nice to see you
in teacher mode.

Mildred.

- We need to talk.
- Millie.

And same here, mister.
I did not like the way

that you walked out on our last
encounter. Rude.

It was urgent, or else
I wouldn't have taken off.

Look, honestly, I don't think
it's right for you to...

Sure. Okay. So
here's the rule:

No canceling class
for FBI consulting.

And, if you use
the super computer,

they have to pay for it.

I've adhered to
those standards all along.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

- Great.
- Wonderful.

We're good, then.

- Shouldn't you apologize?
- For what?

For harassing me
inappropriately.

That's not harassment.

Harassment is what
you're in store for

if you give me any more trouble
about your PhD committee.

I don't have time for that.

- I told you.
- You know what?

You're gonna make time,
and you're gonna be great.

We need you.

We need a young professor there
to attract the best students,

and understand their issues.

Come on, face it --

as far as math professors go,
you are the Sean Connery.

Double-O Seven?

Think about it -- handsome,
suave, you solve crimes. Hmm?

Come on.

Pierce Brosnan, Roger Moore
are little girls compared to Connery.

With the exception
of Timothy Dalton,

who had a little
something going on,

it's been a downhill slide
since George Lazenby,

so believe me,

you want to be the Sean
Connery of the math department.

First meeting, my office.

- What?
- Good.

You know, you... You speak of
collaboration.

I must tell you that
this feels more like tyranny.

Yeah. Well, you say potato.

You know what?

We should get some publicity
from your FBI thing.

We'll figure out a way to
leverage it for fund-raising.

- Dr. Finch, Mildred...
- Good idea?

- Good.
- Mild...

- Have a good class.
- Millie!

Hi, handsome.

Hey. What are you doing here?

Ah! Oh, I'm sorry.

Is it Wednesday already?

Did I miss our lunch?
Forgive me.

It's Monday.

Oh. All right.

Okay, I'll see you later.

Hey, I just wanted
to have a conversation.

- Oh!
- No lunch, no dinner.

Is this the use
of the wild card?

I think I should get
to use the wild card

for something wild, okay?

Okay.

I was thinking you should
come and stay with me.

Oh, no. Oh, no, no,
no, no! My God, no.

That would just be untenable.

Charlie told me you
were staying in a hotel.

I have an extra room.

No. That would be a
serious breach of the protocol

that we've so carefully and
thoughtfully established, and... What?

Oh, that's just
my... my floss.

No, no. I think that
would mark the end

before we've even really begun.

I'm not going to be there.

Oh...

I have to go stay with a witness
for a couple of days.

You can use the space
and sort out your life.

It's just a friendly offer
with no strings attached.

Have you a bathtub?

Why?

DON:
So, any luck?

Not yet.

When we get the specific
chemical makeup of each barrel

will we be able to trace it
back to a company of origin?

Is there the chemical equivalent
of a fingerprint?

We're going through garbage.

We'll be lucky to figure out which
industry each barrel came from.

All right, let us know
what you get.

I mean, so the whole thing's
going to ride on Samson's testimony.

Set up her deposition
for tomorrow.

MEGAN:
I'm all set, Don.

We'll have her delivered to the
District Attorney's office at 9:00 a.m.

Thanks.

(sighs)

How long do we have
to keep up this,

this witness protection routine?

Until you're deposed
or relocated,

whichever comes first.

And after I'm deposed, I'm free?

First, you'll have to testify.

Sure you want
to drink that right now?

(laughs)

Believe me, Agent,
you do not want

to spend the evening with me
if I'm not drinking.

Davidson to Megan:
approaching your location.

Copy.

Cobb salad for the ladies,
cheeseburger for me.

MEGAN:
You got it from Dominick's?

Watched the old man
cook it myself.

Ugh! This is ridiculous.

I'm going to lie down.

You don't want something
to eat first?

(crash, groaning)

(choking)

Daria?

Daria, breathe!

Davidson, call an ambulance!

This is Agent Davidson.
We have a medical emergency.

- Requesting assistance.
- Breathe, breathe.

- (coughing)
- Damn it!

MEGAN: I don't believe it.
That's what killed her?

Ventricular tachycardia?

Her heart basically exploded?

The lab said the food was clean.

We checked with the restaurant.

She never even ate the food.

I have no idea
how this happened.

All of the hotel glasses
were laced with peanut oil.

She's extremely allergic.

Anaphylactic shock?

Yeah.

She was allergic and Parkman
and Resnick knew this?

I'll bet it's in her medical
records at the School Board.

MEGAN: I'm sorry.
I had no idea.

Hey, no. Come on. Look, this
could happen to anybody.

Without Daria Samson's
testimony, we don't have a case.

We have to nail these animals.

You know, each one of these kids

was attacked
by these men for money.

And each of these families
will never be the same.

Well, we got to get these guys
on tape somehow.

MEEKS: Eavesdropping warrant
could take weeks.

And who knows
how long after that

before we get them
saying something incriminating?

We're just going to have
to help them along.

Who's the EPA sending?

Guy out of the Chicago office --

Lyle Grant.

What do we know about him?

Enough.

Well, walk him through
same as before.

Just get it done.
(phone rings)

Yeah.

Send him over.

Our new EPA officer is here.

Mr. Grant...

I'm Floyd Resnick.

Shh, hold it. Here we go.

DAVID: I need full access to all
areas of your plant, sir.

Of course. Reed'll
take good care of you.

Anything you need.

What's Resnick doing there?

They're desperate.

Let's take a walk.

Mr. Resnick and I intend to do
whatever we can to cooperate.

Attitude like that helps a lot.

Which is why we want to be sure
things are being done carefully,

slowly.

I can't help you there.

Under a lot of pressure from
the DOJ to speed up the process.

It's just that we'd really like to
be your partner on this if we can.

EPA records indicate
your company receives about

12,000 barrels of contaminants
a month, correct?

There's a lot
of background noise.

I need a clean transcript.

Yeah, Billy, you can
clean that up.

PARKMAN:
That's the slag furnace.

They fill it with
chemical waste,

heat it to 3,000 degrees

and out comes
harmless aggregate.

It's really a recycling miracle.

What is a miracle
is that Desert Shale

only uses 52% of
the waste it takes in

to make its paving material.

Where does the rest
of that toxic waste go to?

They have a warehouse.

I need to have
a look there as well.

I want a chemical team out here
to check their storage safeguards.

The other EPA officer was
able to accomplish his work

with just a visual inspection.

We're paying
closer attention now.

I think you understand.

Still, it would be a shame for all
of our reputations to be destroyed

on the basis of an error
in your judgment.

Excuse me.
An error in my judgment?

PARKMAN: If one
looks hard enough,

one is bound to find something,
isn't that right?

Oh, they're totally buying it.

For instance,

you vacation in Vegas
quite a lot.

Don't you, Mr. Grant?

Credit report shows you in
substantial debt to several casinos

as well as some serious arrears
in your child-support obligations.

Are you trying to blackmail me?

No. Just the opposite.

Like I said, we'd like
to be your partner on this.

There's a chance here
for all of us to benefit.

You going to buy me off?

We can arrange a loan

from a legitimate source
with very long terms.

If I fix the records.

We send out trucks of waste
for burial,

you mark them as aggregate,
simple as that.

And all of our problems go away?

You really can't imagine the kind
of future we can offer you, Mr. Grant.

Just need one more thing.

What about the money?

Mr. Resnick controls a number
of legitimate lending institutions.

We offer you an
offshore account number.

- He just implicated Resnick.
- Which means we got 'em all.

Let's go. Let's go. Hit it.
We're gonna move in.

All teams move in.
Move in!

All right, let's go, let's go.

No one will ever know any
money even changed hands.

DON:
FBI, nobody move!

FBI, nobody move!
Turn around, Resnick!

Get your hands behind
your back. Let's go.

- Easy, easy, be cool.
- Whoa-oa-oa!

All right, all right.

All right, what's going on?

What's going on is you're under
arrest, Parkman. This way.

Parkman, what the hell?

DON: All right, get 'em
out of here.

I think you're gonna need
yourself a new lawyer.

Let's go.

(faint clattering)

So, um... you know,
I've been thinking

and, uh, I'm not sure
if it's such

a great idea for us to go out.

What?

Why?

What happened?

I don't know.

I don't even know
if I mean that.

I just, uh,

I mean, college protocol
frowns on it... and...

we don't even seem sure
if we want to be together,

and I'm massively confused
and you're ambivalent.

And you know, I'm about
to get incredibly busy

working with Mildred
on this research.

It's something
I'm interested in.

It would be
a great stretch for me,

not to mention it's just smart
to have her as my mentor.

And I know that I
shouldn't even consider...

I just never know what's personal
and what's professional with us.

I know. It's... been...

That was nice.

I concur.

Hello?

- Uh...
- Oh!

Dr. Finch, what are you...

what are you doing here?

Oh, my God, I'm so sorry.

Are you checking up on us?

Absolutely not.

I'm looking for Alan.

My father?

Pretend I wasn't here.

Okay, I'm gone.

What is up with that woman?

I don't know about you,

but I-I can't just pretend
that she wasn't just here.

She was here.
I-I saw the woman.

- Shall we?
- Let's shall.

CHARLIE:
What's going on here?

Uh, we're going to the movies.

Mm-hmm.

A movie?

You and, and-and Mildred?

- Uh, Millie.
- Millie. Thank you.

Uh, Millie wanted to see, um...

The new Double-O Seven film?

Right.

That's where we're going.

Okay?

- See you later.
- Shall we?

Yep.

Good night.

Bye.

(door closes)

"Millie."

Yep, "Millie."

Just think, she could be
your boss and your step-mom.

(chuckles)

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