Cypher (2021) s01e03 Episode Script

(Screeching)
CLAIRE:
The accident.
It wasn't your fault.
I had to do it.
How do you know my name?
I know where you live, I know
what you do for a living.
And I know there are people
looking for you.
WILL: (On answering machine)
I'm really sorry,
this whole thing got
a little crazy,
but we'll reschedule, okay?
I love you, sweetheart.
Anna.
WILL: (On answering machine)
Bye.
You said he didn't call.
WILL: (On phone)
It's me.
Will, who else have you
contacted and who else knows
you're alive?
Just you.
Marjorie, your husband
is working
for some very bad men.
This is not my husband.
This is not Alex Maze,
who the hell is this guy?
The people on this list,
they don't know this is coming.
Trust me on this one,
I need that level of protection
to get this done.
Will, Will
And that way I could just focus
I'll have protection
and get the job
Get in the car.
You're not gonna shoot me.
(Gunshot)
(Screeching)
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(Birds chirping in distance)
(Playing piano)
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Can you try playing something
a little more upbeat, sweetie?
We could use more positivity
around here.
(Doorbell rings)
I'll get it.
Can I help you?
Ma'am.
Mrs. Scott,
we're with the bureau.
FBI AGENT 1:
We need a moment of your time.
Uh, Will Scott is your husband?
Ex, he was my ex-husband.
Has he attempted to make contact
with you recently?
Excuse me?
Will's dead.
He passed away a few days ago.
You should know this.
Yes, ma'am, we are aware
of the circumstances.
You haven't noticed
anything suspicious
over the last few days?
How do you mean?
Has anyone you don't know
tried to get in touch with you
over the circumstances
of Will's passing?
Not that I'm aware of, why?
Has something happened?
Well, it's nothing for you
to worry about, ma'am.
I do wanna stress however that
this matter is very important.
If you have any information
regarding your husband,
especially his whereabouts
or people that
he was spending time with
in the days
leading up to his death,
we would need to be notified
immediately.
Will and I divorced
four months ago.
The only contact we've had since
was during custody exchange
of our daughter.
Okay.
Well, if you can remember
or think of anything suspicious,
please let us know.
Wait, but
How will I get a hold of you?
I don't have
your contact information.
We have yours.
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Glad you changed you mind.
To be honest with you,
I didn't really have a choice.
I didn't come back
'cause I trust you,
I'm here because
you're the only one left.
Right back at you.
Alright.
I'm listenin'.
What do you wanna know?
Tell me everything.
Well, I don't know everything,
but I'll tell you what I know.
How's that?
(Sighs)
Okay.
I've been asked
for this document for a while.
"Who are they?
What do they want?
Who are the targets?
What is the endgame?
And these people that are listed
on the document,
are they implicated
in this whole scheme
or are they victims?
And if they're victims,
then what have they done
to be sought after?"
But most importantly,
"Who are the people
behind all this?"
That sounds like
a lot of questions to me.
What about answers,
you have any of those?
I'm working on it.
Back when I thought that
I was getting close to solving
a part of this mystery,
you suddenly showed up.
(Chuckles)
Flipped the entire equation.
Nothing's been the same since.
Glad I could help.
So how did you find me?
I was following a lead and you
just so happened to be there.
Where?
Phillip Washington.
Ring a bell?
I was there.
It was me who called the police
when you were supposedly dead.
I am dead.
Did you happen to get a glimpse
of them?
Not really.
By the time I got there,
they were already loading
your body into a vehicle
and they were gone
before I could make out
the license plate.
So you have nothing, no clues,
no information,
didn't even get a glimpse
of them.
(Chuckles)
How'd you first discover
the list?
It wasn't me.
Who was it?
My father.
Why don't we go and see him?
He's dead, Will.
They killed him.
I'm sorry.
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The guy I thought was
my best friend
turns out to be a traitor.
He's now 6 feet under.
Can't even go home to my family,
because my ex-wife and daughter
think I'm dead.
We have nothing.
Not even the list.
At least with that,
we could try to understand
who's behind this mess.
Now we don't have it.
I have a copy.
Kurt was more than a colleague,
he
He was a friend.
And uh, he was one of the best.
I know it's the last thing
you wanna think about,
but your family will be
well taken care of.
In fact a generous payment has
already been appointed, so
Listen um
if you need anything,
this is
my personal number.
So please uh
don't hesitate
to call me anytime.
Thank you.
Hey, champ.
What's your name?
Tommy.
Hello, Tommy.
Tommy, can you take care
of your mom?
Attaboy.
Well, um, I'll be seeing you.
Come here.
We have to have a talk, okay?
Okay?
(Sniffles)
Everything's gonna be okay.
(Engine turns off)
(Taking deep breaths)
REES:
Come on.
Let's go.
What's wrong?
What's wrong?
You know what's wrong, Rece.
What are we even doing here?
We're here, 'cause our superiors
ordered us to follow up
on a lead.
You call this a lead?
How am I supposed to ask
this woman,
who's still in mourning,
if she's gotten any news from
her recently deceased husband?
(Sighs)
I'll do it.
Let's go.
Come on.
(Car beeps)
(Sighs)
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(Doorbell rings)
Ms. Scott, I'm Agent Sauder,
this is my partner,
Agent Greene.
We'd like to ask you
a few questions.
What is this?
Is my house the official
FBI headquarters now?
Excuse me?
I just spoke with two
of your agents
a few minutes ago.
Agents?
Yes.
Two agents, just like you.
They came by to ask me
a few questions.
Since you're here,
I will tell you again
my ex-husband, Will Scott,
is dead.
No, I haven't seen him since
and I don't expect
I'll ever see him again
unless the FBI
believes in ghosts.
(Pops open bottle caps)
So this was your father's copy?
(Sighs)
(Clears throat)
I could never understand it,
but I always saw it
as his death certificate.
Yeah.
Well, trust me,
deciphering is my job
and this is by far
the biggest head-scratcher
of my entire career.
(Sighs)
What makes it so complicated?
Okay, look at this.
Each individual line corresponds
with someone's name
and a death date.
But for each line, I need
to come up
with a different method
of deciphering,
which means I have to come up
with a different equation
for every name.
And I'm not even sure
these are names.
All I'm sure of is
these are dates,
they're not even in order, so
There is no usable
or discernible pattern.
But then how did you crack
the first three names?
Well, for each line, I have to
try dozens of equations
and crack each individual code
separately.
Oh.
(Inhales sharply)
Sorry, help you if I was even
remotely good at math.
What is your line of work?
I'm an interior designer.
When I wanna be.
(Indistinct chatter
in background)
What's up?
Sir, are you certain that
there are no other departments
besides us on this case?
I'm sure.
Is it CIA?
CIA has other things
to worry about.
NSA?
We are the only ones
on this case.
Then how do you explain
two unknown agents landing
at Will Scott's house
moments before we got there?
What about the fact
they asked her
the exact same questions
we were gonna ask?
To a T.
Sir, they asked her
if she'd seen Will Scott
even after she reminded them
that he was dead.
You get descriptions?
Uh, matches
nearly half our staff.
The only descriptions that
stood out was
one of the two detectives had
a star tattoo
on their right hand.
So are we looking at
a fifth column or
Or our first direct contact
with whosever responsible
for this list.
If I was them,
that's a bold move.
One I I can't quite seem
to crack is why Will Scott.
(Siren blaring in background)
(Sighs)
Past my bedtime.
And I think yours, too.
You're welcome to spend
the night if you'd like.
I might take you up on that,
thank you.
(Sniffles)
You make any progress?
Not really.
Just been going in circles.
All night.
(Smirks)
And this thing's a bitch.
Well, um, you should get
some rest, huh?
Yeah.
By the way, I uh I found a
few extra clothes.
It's it's all that
I could find that was left
of my father's.
Thank you.
Yeah.
Uh, do you need anything else?
No.
No, I'm good.
Okay.
(Door opens and closes)
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(Sighs)
Goodnight.
Goodnight.
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(Knocks on door)
Can I come in?
Is everything alright?
Baby?
Leave me alone.
You can't stay mad at me
forever, you know?
Mommy.
Yeah, baby.
Can you lie next to me
just for tonight?
Of course.
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You know,
you're not the only one
who's been having a hard time
falling asleep.
It's been hard for me, too.
(Sniffles)
Why does daddy's parents don't
come to see us?
Well
you know daddy's parents
are very old.
Sometimes when people get old,
their bodies can tend to get
weak.
And you know they're all the way
out in Oklahoma,
so unfortunately,
they've gotten so weak,
they can't come visit us.
Well, why don't
we go visit them?
That's a great idea, sweetie.
Would you like that?
ANNA:
Yeah.
Okay, soon.
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I know, I'm sorry to bother you
so late, it's just
Listen, uh, things aren't good
here.
No, I'm not putting
the full blame on you.
Whenever you tip,
the blood is there
and God knows if I didn't listen
to you my agents
would still be alive.
I'm not trying to start a fight.
I want you to know
what's going on here
over at the bureau.
Okay, people are
asking questions
and I could get
in a lot of trouble.
Look, Sal wanted to know
if maybe there's something
you're hiding from me,
because if there is
No.
No, no, no!
Listen, calm down.
I I just
(Chuckles)
You've been very hard to get
a hold of
ever since the explosion
and I find the timing
very convenient.
(Chuckles)
Okay.
Okay.
Well, I need to see you.
Tomorrow.
The same place.
Okay.
Good.
I'll see you then.
(Indistinct chatter)
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Dad?
I got nine dead agents now
thanks to that warehouse tip.
A bad workman blames his tools.
That was your tip.
A risk I willingly took.
And a risk those agents paid for
with their lives.
You know, I can't seem to
shake this feeling of regret
like
Like I did something bad
like somehow this is my fault.
Robert, we don't always regret
the bad things we do.
But sometimes, we regret
the good things we do
with bad people.
(Siren wailing in background)
Is there something
you're not telling me?
(Laughs)
That's insulting.
I need to know.
You're behaving
as if we have no history.
I'm trying to solve a case.
(Sighs)
Did you know what was
in that warehouse?
I knew enough that
it was important.
Yeah, but did you know?
Robert, I want answers
as much as you do.
Look, do you have
any other information to help me
solve this or not?
That's why you wanted to meet?
Desperation is not a good look
for you
Come on, stop the power play,
just answer my question!
Listen to me!
You have brought nothing
to the table here
except old favors.
Don't forget that.
I give you a tip, it's because
I want answers.
So just do your job.
If you do it right,
we'll both get what we want.
Which is?
Peace of mind.
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Do you know a man named,
"Will Scott"?
What do you mean
you can't find a match?
The marking on the victim's
prosthesis corresponds
with your hospital.
Your doctors underwent a surgery
that the patient's had here.
So where are the files?
I never said that
we didn't have a match.
Come again?
(Sighs)
We found a match, alright.
But that's not the issue.
Somehow we lost the file
and I have no idea where it is
and we've been looking
all over the place.
How is that possible?
I don't have the answer
to that question, ma'am.
I'm a surgeon,
not a records keeper.
Does the man's picture look
familiar to you?
(Indistinct chatter
in background)
(Gunshot)
(Woman screaming in background)
Get down!
No!
Get down.
Are you okay?
Yeah?
DOCTOR:
Yeah, I think so.
Okay, stay down, stay down.
(Grunts)
Get down, get down.
Call 911!
(Taking deep breaths)
(Indistinct chatter
in background)
Look, you're gonna be okay,
alright?
You alright?
- SECURITY GUARD: Yeah.
- Okay.
Freeze!
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(Car engine revs)
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Where's the doctor?
Where's Doctor Cotty?
(Taking deep breaths)
Have you seen the doctor?
(Taking deep breaths)
You're back.
I see you're wearing
your new clothes.
Suits you.
Thank you.
I was worried.
I really don't think
you should be roaming around
the city like this,
it's not safe for you.
Where were you?
Just had to get out,
get some air.
Dropped in
on my daughter's school.
You have a daughter?
Just had to check on her,
make sure she was okay.
You know, you could've put
her life in danger, uh,
anyone could've seen you,
you know
I miss her.
And she's everything.
Without her, this I mean
the whole world means nothing.
She's my little angel.
I mean she's tough, but she has
a heart of gold like
like I've never seen
in another person before ever.
And she's the only thing
keeping me go
(Indistinct chatter
in background)
What's wrong?
The prosthesis we found
in Alex Maze's
upper-right shoulder turns out
to be a dead end.
Heard back from the team
at Hamon Orthopedic Center,
they don't have any numbers
that match the serial number
we provided them.
Sounds like someone made sure
the records of Alex Maze's
surgery
were erased before
we could track 'em.
I really thought this lead
would get us closer
to solving this case.
Instead, we've lost over
a half a dozen agents
and now Kurt.
He was a good man.
Yeah, seemed like he was acting
a little strange
before his accident.
What do you mean?
He was distracted,
started keeping to himself,
and his suggestion that we look
for the real Alex Maze,
that was bullshit.
I guess.
Kurt was never an introvert.
Somebody got to him.
Somebody scared him.
And and the sooner we verify
the identity he was tailing
the night of his
sooner we can
we can solve this case.
We can just be done
with this shit.
Be done with it!
Are you listening to yourself?
Nine agents have died
on one single case.
That has to be an all-time low
for the bureau.
We should be ashamed
of ourselves,
we've barely made any progress.
Whosever behind this,
they're playing us for fools.
I know that
No, I have lost some of
my closest friends on this case,
you don't talk to me about
being done with it,
because this will never go away.
Hey, hey, hey.
I agree with you.
Rece, I'm with you.
Don't!
You think this isn't hard
for me?
Rece,
those were my best friends.
They were like family to me.
And you.
I care about you, Rece.
I want you to know I'm here
if you need anything.
(Sniffles)
We should get back to work.
Okay.
(Indistinct chatter
in background)
Have you seen Robert?
He was here earlier today.
Haven't seen him.
It's broken.
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We've been at this for hours,
how about a dinner break?
No time.
Oh Scarlet,
just give me something.
You need to eat.
What I need to do
is crack this code.
Suit yourself.
I'm gonna order a pizza.
I just don't get it.
There are 2 million Scarlets
in the United States.
Without a last name, we have
(Will sighs)
Why don't you move on to
the next one
and jump around a bit?
'Cause it's a person, Claire.
You don't just jump around.
This, this is our next victim.
How many names are on the list?
Well, if each one corresponds
with a person, then 26.
Four of which are already dead.
(Sighs)
But the list primarily consists
of Latin, Bubar, Pharoanic,
Ancient Arabic,
some Chinese symbols.
Wait.
Here, these symbols,
those are Mayan or Jakaltek
to be precise.
How do you know?
I've studied Mayan architecture
a few years back.
How are you counting these?
Um, what do you mean?
CLAIRE: What numerical classifier
are you using?
No, ugh.
What?
The l it's flat.
The list, it's flat.
What do you mean?
In the Jakaltek language, uh
you need to use
a different numerical classifier
when counting flat objects
than if you were counting round
or other objects,
things, people.
(Typing)
What are you doing?
Just
Okay.
W.
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T, you are a genius.
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Watkins?
Scarlet Watkin.
Bingo.
Okay, where do you live,
Scarlet Watkins?
(Typing)
You have your own law firm
in North Hollywood.
(Chuckles)
It's a start.
Let's go.
Could you just stop
somewhere else on the way?
CLAIRE:
Where?
Hey!
(Sighs)
I thought you quit.
I did.
I'm not starting up again.
Just the one.
Look, I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have lashed out
on you, I was
(Sighs)
Nervous or angry, I should say.
Yeah, okay.
There's something
you should know.
Should've told you sooner.
What's going on?
(Sighs)
You know, I paid a visit to
the Orthopedic Center earlier.
And you told me
that was a dead end.
Yes and no.
Care to elaborate on that.
Promise me,
this stays between us.
(Scoffs)
I don't know
who I can trust anymore.
I know I can trust you.
(Sighs)
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WILL:
Okay, here we are.
Okay, so once we gain access
to her cellphone,
we're gonna need everything,
emails, text messages, pictures,
social media.
I just want everything
on my desk in two hours.
If you guys can do that for me,
that'd be all.
(Door closes)
What's the latest?
(Sighs)
Uh, we mapped out
every possible whereabout
Will frequented to leading up
to his disappearance.
Mainly from friends and family.
And?
REES:
Nothing on that end.
We visited his old place
and found out from his ex-wife
about him moving out
a few months back.
Unfortunately, she didn't have
the new address
and couldn't provide us
that information.
And we used the database
of over 2 dozen
real estate agencies
in Los Angeles linking the
name, "Will Scott"
to rental agreements
and the results are positive.
We have an address.
Alright, have you
swept the place yet?
No.
Not as of yet.
Alright, let's go.
Come on, right now.
I need you guys there,
let's go.
Do me a favor,
turn his place upside down.
Yes, sir.
I'm not lying,
I swear I saw him!
Listen, Anna, I know this has
been difficult for you,
it's been difficult for me, too.
But the sooner that you can
accept the truth
about your father, the sooner
you can start healing.
But I saw him.
Anna.
Listen, sometimes our minds
can play tricks on us.
Especially in times of sadness.
It's okay for us to feel sad.
Because one day,
we'll be able to smile
and be happy again
when we think about
all the good memories
we have with your dad.
It's just gonna take some time,
baby.
How much time?
Well, that depends.
But I know talking about it
definitely helps.
I just don't wanna talk about
the sad things.
Okay.
We can talk about
the good things.
Let's tell each other what
we miss most about your dad.
Okay?
But the good things.
I'll go first.
I miss his laugh.
Your turn.
I miss the goofy eyes
he would make at me sometimes.
Like this.
(Laughing)
Yeah,
he was really good at those.
And pancakes.
Better than yours.
Hey, you.
Does this help?
Yeah.
LEAH:
Good.
You know you can tell me things,
right?
Anything.
Even if it sounds crazy?
LEAH:
Even if it sounds crazy.
CLAIRE:
Your daughter, she's cute.
Yeah, she is.
Why do we need that?
Just in case.
(Elevator dings)
Who's that?
(♪♪♪)
Okay.
Emergency exit out the back,
let's go.
(♪♪♪)
That door was supposed
to be locked.
Something's up.
Yeah.
(♪♪♪)
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Clear?
I'm good.
(Rece sighs)
This picture
was up on the fridge.
Check this out.
Take a look at this.
(Sighs)
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I think we're back in business.
(Clicking)
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