Numb3rs s01e06 Episode Script
Sabotage
I handle the throttle|and the brakes.
Jack watches the other systems.
You drive a train with math.
It's not like|driving a car.
You can't just step on the gas|or hit the brakes.
Got something up ahead.
Vehicle on the track.
What was the kid doing there? Homework assignment|on Dad's job.
Day you take your kid to work,|you get in a wreck.
Dad, what's going on? Jim, stay down|Grab on to something.
Emergencbrakes! Damn it! The sander valve|must be plugged.
What does the sander do? Well, it sprays sand on the|track to increase traction.
That wouldn't have|stopped them in time.
A train at that speed|has the kinetic energy of a small atomic weapon.
Then why release the valve? He was thinking about the kids.
Take over the controls.
I'm|gonna open the valve by hand.
But we're still gonna crash.
The only chance those kids have.
Brace your feet|against the wall.
I'll be right back.
Hang on, Jimbo.
Dad! Jim, I'm very sorry|about your father.
Is it true no one|was on the bus? My husband died|trying to save children who weren't even there? Who leaves an empty school bus|on the railroad tracks? Six wrecks in three years? All copies|of previous accidents.
This one is based on a crash|in Utah, where seven kids died.
He always leaves|one of these.
All the notes|are the same.
Just a series of numbers.
Looks like a code.
This is Eppes.
Okay.
Put ithrough.
This is Agent Eppes.
I want to speak to the agent in charge|of the train accident.
You got him.
Who's this? Do youave my note? Save yourself time and effort.
Everything you need is|in that note.
Hung up? Male or female? Male.
What have you|got from these? Well, our cryptographers|have gone over it.
If that is a code, it's unbreakable.
Wouldn't count on it.
Our saboteur has|staged six attacks, all recreations|of previous accidents.
This is a photo of the original|accident in New Jersey, caused by signal malfunction.
He re-created it right outside Fresno.
This is the famous accident at the Cabot Bayou.
Now, a barge hit the bridge, knocking tracks|out of alignment, and the warning system|failed to alert the train.
Now, our saboteur,|he jimmies this track here in Seattle.
Shorted out the warning system.
|Eight people died.
Every accident he's copied is based on incidents that|include railroad negligence? That's right.
|So someone has a proble|withhe rail system.
You're thinking a disgruntled railroad employee? Or a victim of a train wreck.
I mean, whatever the motivation, I- I'm saying we're dealing with terrorism here.
What do you make|of these, Terry? Every note he's left|is identical, which is a signature of sorts, his way of taking credit.
|Now he's added phone calls, which means his need to explain|his actions is growing.
So, what's he trying to tell us? Hey.
Oh, good.
Charlie, uh This is my brother,|he's, uh, a consultant with the bureau This is Inspector Sutter,|with the NTSB, the National Transportation|Safety Board.
This is, uh, Amita.
Hi.
You're a consultant as well? Uh, no.
Charlie's|my thesis advisor, so sometimes I work|with him on school and consulting ces.
Hey, can I take|a look at the code? Yeah.
Why don't you|grab a seat here.
So, uh, how long have|you studied cryptography? I haven't, really.
I work in a applied mathematics.
Wha-What we're|dealing with here is a saboteur who staged|a series of train wrecks that have two things in common.
One: He leaves the same|note at every scene.
Two: He's re-creating|accidents that are supposedly based|on railroad negligence.
So you Wait.
You're saying that it's exactly|the same note every time? That's right.
And he says everything|that we need to know is in the notes.
Well Just by looking at it,|I can tell you that this note begins and ends|with a prime number.
Um This row and this column|equal identical sums.
This grouping of four|down here is the same as the grouping of four up here,|only backwards.
And, uh the only number repeated is 36, Yes, 36, one, two It reoccurs three times.
That's amazing.
Well, what would be amazing is if I could tell you|why they're arranged that way.
Wait a minute.
Charlie, as in Charles Eppes? Yeah.
I studied electrical engineering|at M.
I.
T.
Oh.
|Your paper on H- infinity control|of nonlinear systems blew my mind.
I- It changed my whole|views on control theory.
Well, yeah, that was|a fun project, sure.
This is a real honor, you know? It took us four weeks|to even pick up the 36 repetition, but we think it's|it's something important to the saboteur.
Maybe 36 relates to the key? The key? Yeah, the key is, um, anything that will|unlock the code.
Right, and it could be anything: a sentence, a word, a book.
In fact a famous example|is in, uh, 1820.
A man from Virginia|named Thomas Beale claimed to have hidden|$25 million in gold.
The location of the treasure was hidden within|a coded message that really just looked like|a string of numbers.
Now, he created that code|by using a key.
And that key was the|Declaration of Independence.
Three referred to the first|letter of the third word, Six to the first letter|of the sixth word, and so on.
So we need the key|to crack the code? Finding the key is one way|to attack the code, but there's actually a whole spectrum of mathematical|tools I can utilize.
First, I can do a statistical|analysis of the numbers, then I can also work the cipher|text by using a Kasiski exam.
Oh.
Wouldn't Kasiski|be problematic due to the lack of spaces? Not if you consider multiple|grouping possibilities.
A trainspotter's come forward.
Claims to have video footage|of the crash.
All right, well, let's get ahold|of that tape.
As a trainspter,|you videotape trains on a recreational basis? Yes, at that crossing, four|or five times a week.
Catching those beauties|coming around the bend makes a man feel alive.
Maybe you wanted to get some footage|that was even more exciting.
You think I had something|to do with the derailment? No.
I live to see trains running on the rails,|not off 'em.
But I can't deny, catching an accident|like that on tape is pretty incredible.
I could kill those guys|for running through my st.
What guys? Go ahead.
Keep going.
All right, stop.
Right Hold, stop there.
Good Samaritan|trying to help? Yeah, stealing cargo? I don't think so.
Wind it back to where that first guy jumps|out ofhe van.
Ho-hho-hold, stop.
To me, it looks like an acetylene torch, so we know they came|to cut into those cars.
Yeah, they had to know|about the wreck in advance.
Now push forward|to the license plate.
Push forward where|they drive off.
Okay, hold.
Just zoom in on that.
Got it.
Trace that.
So we got his identity|off the license.
This is Ma McDonald.
His van was used|in a pre-planned robbery of today's train wreck.
We're gonna|set a perimete around his house.
|If he's home, we'll try|to lure him out.
Nobody moves|unless I say.
Has David got anything|on that threat call? They traced it|to a phone booth.
They're checking|for fingerprints.
Professor Fleinhardt! What are you doing? I just Nothing in particular.
I just wanted to see|what you're up to in here and Some kind of number theory|conundrum? Perhaps I could offer|some insights.
Well, first,|it's not number theory.
It's a code.
And second, you hate|number theory, so tell us|why you're here and what's really going on.
I'm avoiding Laura Ison.
The professor of Philosophy|of Science? She's the lady|you go hiking with? For years|we've enjoyed this well, um, delightful wilderness-based friendship-|entirely platonic- but last night,|she and I just veered we veered off into|the the carnal.
I'm taking it didn't go well.
Actually, it was incredible.
It was primal.
I mean that|in the animal, not the numerical sense.
But what I was saying, this was a perfect event.
And as such, untwinable.
So, because the sex was great, the odds are against it|ever being great again.
The replication|defies the laws of probability.
So why try? Yes, yes.
Well, that's why I'm here.
I mean, it's the perfect refuge.
What do you mean,|"the perfect refuge"? Well, the Math Department must be the least libidinous|place on campus.
It's definitely the same van|used in the robbery.
I've got one heat signature|emanating from the dining room.
All right,|surveillance indicates our guy Matt McDonald|is alone in the house.
Look, he's our only lead.
I want to avoid|a confrontation, so what would you think|about going in, trying|to lure him out? Yeah, I could ring his doorbell,|say I'm having car trouble.
Good.
Let's set up|a perimeter around the house.
Think McDonald's|our saboteur? Well, he's connected.
We just got to get him|to tell us how.
Come on.
Answer the door.
What's he doing? Wait a minute.
What's wrong? Why's the temperature dropping? I just had it|recalibrated.
All right, I'm going to go.
Let's go, let's go, let's go.
All units go.
Let's go! FBI! Get your hands up! I got an unresponsive male.
I need four.
Move! Dead.
No sign of forced entry.
Stippling on the forehead so it looks like|he was shot at close range.
The shooter was sitting|across from him.
Met him at the door,|grabbed a cup of coffee, sat down at the table.
Two cups of coffee.
So, I'd say|they knew each other.
David, uh, make sure|any prints or fibers that we get|are processed priority.
Got it.
Looks like an electronics store|in here.
mean, no way he stole all this|off today's wreck.
We checked|the cargo manifests from the previous attacks.
The computers came|from the Fresno accident, plasma TVs from the crash|in Seattle.
How many of the wrecks|did he hit? Four out of the six.
The corrupt railroad cop|who was staging train wrecks just to rip off the cargo? Seems like a stretch|to me.
I agree.
I mean, obviously,|he knew about it in advance, but I just, I don't make him|for our guy.
No, it doesn't make sense.
It doesn't fit|with the re-creation of accidents|or the coded messages.
Eppes.
Well done, finding your way to MacDonald's house.
Too bad I beat you to the punch.
Sweep the neighborhood.
He may be watching|the house.
I don't understand;|why'd you kill him? Wasn't he your partner? No.
MacDonald was a thief|and a dirty cop.
He used me to make some money.
He didn't understand|what I was doing- the importance of exposing the railroads for the criminals they are.
There are other ways, you know? Hello? He just hung up.
He implied he killed MacDonald.
He's escalated|to hands-on violence.
Right.
So, that'll make it seem like he's gearing up|for something big.
We got to find out|how he and MacDonald knew each other.
We got to get into his files.
Has anyone|come across his files? Hello, Mr.
Eppes.
|Oh, hi.
Nice to see you.
Nice to see you again.
Is that, uh, Amita sitting out in the car|out front? Yeah.
We just stopped by|for a minute so I could check this text on encryption,|code-breaking Uh, and you left her waiting|in the car? No, no, this is not the way|we treat people, Charlie.
You bring her inside,|you at least offer her something to drink.
You know, like an adult.
We just stopped by for a second.
You came in 15 minutes ago,|Charlie.
Meanwhile,|she's just sitting in that car out there.
Well, I just got caught|up in something.
Yeah, I know, I know.
I don't see at|the big deal is.
That's exactly|what I'm talking about.
What? She likes you, you know? Aren't you ever going|to do something about that? Remember we need to know more about trains to find|the key to the saboteur's code.
So, you're familiar|with these accidents? Huh.
The greatest hits|of train tragedies? Of course.
What is this, some sort|of a research project? You could say that.
What would be|a big help is if you could identify|any significant words or phrases associated|with these accidents.
Wait, words or phrases? Anything spefic|to the accident.
The track location,|the cause, the people involved.
Yeah, I guess I could do that.
You know, you are missing|a major accident here- Cajon Pass, 2001.
Train full|of hazardous chemicals derailed into a whole row|of houses.
About 30 people died.
Sounds like a bad one.
Yeah.
Well, you know, uh, accidents are kind of just a|small part of railroad history.
Maybe you'd like to learn more|over dinner? Oh, uh, sorry, we'll be working tonight.
You guys got|MacDonald's case files? Yeah.
Apparently,|he was working undercover with a group called the FTRA-|Freight Train Riders of America.
Yeah, I read about them.
They're like the Hell's Angels|of the rails, or something.
According to his notes,|the FTRA are into everything-|drugs, rape, murder.
And they live|completely off the grid.
Commit a crime,|hop a train, vanish.
So, it sounds like|a perfect place for our guy to disappear|into.
Yeah, it could be where MacDonald met him|when he was undercover.
Possible.
Or maybe it'll be in these.
This is interesting.
Bob Malone, aka Horizontal Bob.
Suspect in the derailment of|the Sunset Limited in Arizona.
That's worth checking out.
Let me see that.
Says here he holes up in an Antelope Valley|freight warehouse.
The first call|from our saboteur, that came from a pay phone|in Antelope Valley, right? Well, let's hit that warehouse.
FBI! Nobody Move! FBI! FBI! Don't move!|You, get down! Get down! Get your hands up! You! Get down! You! FBI! Don't move! Get your hands up|where I can see them! Get them up where I can|see them right now! FBI!|t away from the box! Get away from the box now! FBI! Get 'em up! Are you crazy?! FBI! Move back! Move back!|Move back! Okay.
Don't move.
You're not|moving, okay? Does anybody know where|Horizontal Bob is?! Gee, I just think|you missed him.
How about you help us out and we don't bust you for|attacking a federal officer? Yeah, dime out an FTRA brother|to some government tool? Yeah, right.
See, that's a bad answer.
Get over here.
Nobody's seen|rizontal Bob here? Nobody knows who he is? No sign of|Horizontal Bob.
None of these guys|are giving him up.
Only takes one.
You got to understand|the rails are our homes, our churches, our highways.
The FTRA don't mess|with the trains.
So you don't think H-Bob|caused the wrecks? H- Bob, that's another story.
Guy's a nut job.
He got no respect|for the trains.
He shoved me off a flatcar,|wrecked my arm.
Well, if I find him, he's not|going to be hurting you again.
You check|the Sacramento rail yard.
I hear he was up that way.
Let's call|the Sacramento office and get them stang out|that switchyard.
Well, hopefuy the key is|somewhere in the materials from the docent|in the train museum.
Right next|to his phone number.
Look at this.
"If you everecide|to eat again, call me.
" The docent.
Yothink you|you think you will? Eat? Yeah.
Call him? No.
He is not my type.
I'm sorry, but|does that ever work? Just coming out|and being so obvious? Well, if it's|the right guy, sure.
Certainly beats|the alternive.
Hmm.
What do you mea Having no idea|whether or not a man is|interested in you.
You really can't tell? Generally, that|is how you tell.
u know, they make|a move.
Otherwise Larry? Are you all right? Laurel Wilson cornered me.
So I explained to her.
I said,|"Statistically speaking " statistically speaking, " our encounter was unlikely|to be repeated.
" So, she declared that|I had broken her heart.
You know, believe me, I never|intended to upset her.
I know.
You seem pretty upset yourself.
Well, yeah.
She's a dear friend.
She's witty and articulate|and tremendous trail sense.
I don't know.
Combining friendship|and romance- exceedingly risky.
The Cajon Pass accident|killed 37 people.
The number in|every note is 36.
Fairly close.
How so?|37 is a prime.
Right.
What|was I thinking? Still this Cajon accident|is unbelievable.
Did you just say five,|two, three, seven? Yeah, 5,237 tons.
How fast? About 90 miles an hour.
Where did you get|this information? I downloaded|the NTSB report.
Read me some more.
"While the NTSB encountered " No, the numbers.
Just numbers.
Locomotive number Train length: 3,218 feet.
The grade of pass: 4.
2 percent.
Brake pipe pressure: 60 pounds.
increasing five miles an hour|each minute.
Despite application of brakes, train reaches speed|of 90 miles an hour.
Train derails at milepost 64.
Time of the accident: 4:10 a.
m.
Every single one of those|numbers appears in these notes.
So the Cajon Pass derailment|is the key to the code? The key is that|there is no key.
The numbers don't represent|words or letters.
They're numbers,|all from this accident.
It's not a code.
It's a story told in numbers.
Each time he creates|an accident, he leaves a note.
And each note|has the same numbers.
And those numbers|tell thetory of the Cajon Pass derailment.
Charlie, it happened|on March 12, 2001.
That accounts for|eight more digits that appear|in these notes.
The anniversary of the accident.
Two days from now.
Every number in|these notes corresponds to the NTSB report|on the derailment.
The length|of the train, speed, number of cars|It's all in the messages.
Any connection between H-Bob and the Cajon Pass|accident, Terry? I'll check.
Anything from|Sacramento? They have agents all|over that switchyard.
There's no sign of him at all.
There are still a few|digits unaccounted for.
These seven numbers,|the letter "B" and 36.
What caused|the Cajon Pass accident? I think the NTSB report|said that the engineer forgot to check|the end-of-train brake system.
I'm sorry, I've just been over|the report- a lot.
I'm glad someone|reads our work.
Well, 37 people died-|that's close to the 36 in the notes.
|No? Seven numbers|and a letter.
I n't see anything linking|H- Bob to the Cajon Pass.
Maybe the link|is indirect.
Wait a minute.
California Driver's license-|a letter and seven|numbers.
See if you can generate a list|of licenses using all seven numbers|and then check it against|the NTSB files.
Right? Right.
The license belongs|to Frank Milton, the Cajon train engineer.
He died in the crash.
Milton was deemed responsible|for the accident.
Why would the saboteur|leave a copy of Frank Milton's driver's|license in his note? Why bring attention to Milto Well, look, he's the engineer|during the Cajon Pass accident.
e railroad blames him.
If he thinks they're trying|to cover up their mistakes He thinks Frank|Milton's a martyr.
Well, let's see|what the widow says.
My husband did not forget to turn on his|end-of-train brake.
The railroad lied|to the NTSB.
How can you be sure? He was the most meticulous|engineer on the line.
His crews used to call him|"Four-check Frank," 'cause of the way he'd|go over the equipment.
Well, so what do you think|happened to the brake? Damn thing|was always breaking down.
The railroad covered up the service records.
Oh, yeah?|Yes.
Let me ask|you something.
You ever seen this man? Goes by the name|Horizontal Bob.
Never seen him in my life.
Worst thing is, thoscorporate bastards|keep trying to buy me off.
Every few months,|I get cash in the mail.
Guilt money.
Don.
Yeah, can you excuse us, please? Frank Milton was meticulous|and detail-oriented and wrongly accused of|causing a terrible tragedy.
He's supposed to be dead.
Someone's sending|the widow money.
It's not the railroad.
Hmm-mm.
Is this your husband? Yes.
That's from|my wedding.
So, Frank Milton didn't die in the Cajon pass|accident.
He is alive.
He didn't|want to be blamed.
Instead of facing|accusations, he drops out, right? He goes underground|with the FTRA.
Well, he fingers him|to throw us off, right? Mm-hmm.
What he's doing,|he's trying to wreck public confidence|in the rail system.
Hey.
Eppes.
The clock is ticking,|Agent Eppes.
You're nowhere near catching me.
Well, I'd say|I'm pretty darn close, Fnk.
I know H-Bob didn't throw you off that train,|I know you jumped just before|the Cajon Pass.
That's how you|hurt your arm.
You're smarter than the NTSB.
Yeah, I also know|you're not responsible for that first accident, Frank.
Well, the railroad said I was.
The brake lines failed-|I told them the maintenance was shoddy.
They didn't care.
And 36 people died.
Look, let me ask you this.
Do you know how much|your wife misses you? You talked to my wife? Yup, and believes in you.
You want|toee her again, Frank? The only way|that's going to happen is if you turn yourself in.
No, people need to know|the ras aren't safe.
We can do that.
Look, we can set the record|straight, you and me, okay? The railroad|buries its mistakes! Everyone knows it'll cost|billions to make the rails safe.
They won't spend the money.
It's going to take something|big to force a change.
Well, this is what I know.
Tomorrow is the anniversary|of the Cajon Pass accident and I think you're going to|try and re-create it, Frank.
And I'm here to tell you|it's not going to happen.
There is no way|you'll pull that off.
Agent Eppes, there are|a lot of trains out there.
You can't protect all of them.
But even if it doesn't happen|tomorrow, it will another day.
I have allhe time|in the wor.
But when I'm done, the railroad|companies will be in ruins.
All right, Frank?|Frank? The call originated|from inside the control room of the|San Bernardino switchyard.
What?|Yeah.
I got them.
I want to know|how he got in here? People saw a man in|a janitor's uniform, no one thought|twice.
But from in here, he can tamper with|any number of switches and controls,|cause hundreds of accidents.
And did he As far as we can tell,|he didn't touch a thing, except for this.
He's showing us|what he's capable of.
All right, well,|now it's our turn.
Why don't you guys look around here.
Show me how this thing works.
This is Frank Milton.
We believe tomorrow he|will attempt to attack one of 100 trains traveling|over the Cajon Pass.
We can't get|the pass closed because we don't have|a specific threat.
All we have are our conclusions|about Milton's plans.
Yeah, it's the major freight|rail line into L.
A.
.
Closing it would shut down The kicker is, the guy's off the grid.
Hunting him down|could take months or years.
Our best shot|is at that Pass.
Terry believes Milton will select a train most like the onhe drove.
I'll rank|tomorrow's trains according to similarities to the original;|that way we can focus the searches.
Right, and I'll be in the yard,|coordinating the searches.
Crews will check the|end-of-train equipment and the entire brake system|before heading down the pass.
Local cops|will be walking the tracks, checking for any tampering.
I want cops posted anywhere that train slows down|in case he tries to jump on one after the yard.
What about rail cops? They've posted the photos around the yard|and tightened the perimeter.
There'll be an armed agent|or cop on every train just in case|he happens to get on one.
You think Milton will try|to sabotage a train with all this security? Yeah, I do, I think he's gonna attempt it, but we're gonna|be ready for him.
Hey, ready to go? Not quite.
|Mrs.
Milton is here.
Oh.
All right.
Mrs.
Milton.
Agent Eppes.
|Yes, ma'am.
Frank called me.
I couldn't|believe it.
To hear his voice|after four years.
What did he say? He begged me to forgive him,|and then he told me Please, Mrs.
Milton,|this is very important.
Time is of|the essence now.
He told me good-bye.
On the Cajon Pass|that day, apparently he jumpedefore the wreck.
Engineers aren't|supposed to do that.
As much as he hates|the railroad, he hates himself worse.
He's going to|kill himself.
Is that what|you think? Is that what|he was saying? He's going to|kill himself? All right, so we all set? I've compiled data|on every train car leaving the|switchyard today.
All that's left is to compare those elements|to the original train in order to find|the closest match.
Did you use a computer|program for the comparison? You know what, there|wasn't time to write one, but I can|handle that.
You'll have to review|over 100,000 data points.
Well, we're going|to concentrate on the trains|that Charlie flagged.
See you later.
The yard supervisor says|that a train leaves every six minutes.
A lot carry munitions|or hazardous chemicals.
All right,|let's get the database up.
I've got to find|the trains most like the one that derailed|four years ago.
So how does|this work? These specs are from|the original El Cajon locomotive and|container cars.
This database shows|today's trains, sorted by departure time|and their relevant specs- number of cars, gear ratio, engine model, HP traction All right.
All right,|give me the first group.
Train HB-17 and PL-02.
Track 32 and 2 respectively.
Right, 32.
Track 2 train contains some cars|of Naval munitions.
Well, that sounds like an ideal target-|why don't you take that.
Okay, let's go.
All right, ride-along|assignments- Ortiz, you're on CC-3.
Varitek, IS-22.
Mulligan, HM-04.
And hustle! It leaves on Track 20 in eight minutes.
All right, give me|the next train, Charlie.
That one.
PSP-31, track 24.
|Hey, actually, Don, you know, wait,|go, um go to HM-04.
It's nearly identical|to the original.
It's got several cars|of nuclear waste.
Track 20.
Train number HM-04.
He shoved me off a flatcar,|wrecked my arm.
Frank, it's over! Don't move!|Don't do it, Frank! Frank! Frank!|Easy, easy! Don't shoot! You'll blow up the whole yard.
Shoot me,|and there'll be a radioactive cloud hanging over the L.
A.
basin for a week.
Just put that down and go down to the ground.
Put your knees|on the ground, Frank.
Don, are you at Track 20? Don? Frank, hold it.
Listen|to me.
Just listen to me.
I know you want to settle|your score with the railroad.
The best w to do that|is to stay alive, Frank I'll tell my story|when I hop on that train, ride it down the pass|and blow it up.
Then everyone|will wonder why, and you're going|to tell them why.
because you have|the responsibility Charlie, tell the supervisor|to move that HM-04 now.
We've got an explosive device|on Track 20.
I sent Don to Track 20.
Frank if you set|that off, you're the bad guy in this scenario-|is that what you want? You want to die|for no reason? Is that what you want, Frank? I should've died years ago,|with everybody else.
Ow! Don, you okay? No, bomb!|There's a timer running! It's over, Agent Eppes.
Get train HM-04 out of the yard.
|Terry, get out of here.
They'll never get the train|out of here in time.
I said fall back! You can't hold him|and work the bomb.
I stay! Don't move! All right, all right.
Let's get it off him.
All right.
Let's get it off him.
|Don, don't! Don't touch that.
David, get out of here.
There might be a trip wire.
ere might be a trip wire! Don't move!|Ow! Ah! Hold him! There might be a trip|wire between him and the device.
What are you gonna do? I got it.
Are you sure you know|what you're doing? I know what I'm|doing.
I got it.
You just hold him.
I got him.
Just hold him still.
Don't let him move.
All right, get him up.
How'd you learn how to do that? Don't tell me, you took a class|at the academy, right? First posting was|in Tel Aviv.
Got my bomb training.
Guys, for following orders,|not your best moment, but thank you.
It's all right,|we got him.
It's okay, we got him, we got him.
We got him.
I'll stand down.
Well, this has turned out|to be a really good day.
You called the FBI,|and I managed to convince Larry to ask out Professor Wilson.
Really? How'd you change his mind? I used game theory,|which says people will take bigger risks|for bigger gain.
I pointed out that|he has the opportunity to turn a good friendship|into a great romance.
And he actually bought|that from you? He wants to do it;|he just needed a good reason.
I know.
Amita, you know, you and I|have been working really closely together|these last couple weeks.
I've had a great time.
Actually, um, I was, uh,|just wondering if Hey, Charlie?|Excuse me, I'm sorry Amita, can you give|us one second? Yeah, sure, I'll wait|for you downstairs.
Thanks.
I'm sorry,|am I interrupting? Yes, you did.
|Well, look What is it? I just want to tell you that you're doing|great work here and Oh.
Well well,|thanks, thank you.
You know, I don't|know anyone who could've done what you|did with those notes, and I want you to know, I don't|take for granted what you do.
I never thought you did.
Good.
So, what's the deal, you gonna ask her|out already? Well Don't wait too long, man, or someone's gonna|snatch her up.
I know my due date, I'm sorry.
You're trying|to show me up, man.
No, man.
|I apologize.
Okay, all right.
|Okay, okay.
There you go.
Ah,|excellent, Dad.
Thank you.
Okay.
Thank you so much.
No, no, no,|I was a good stunt.
No, I just couldn't|get into math.
Couldn't see how it could relate|to the real world.
What? What did I say? I think you're about|to find out.
Oh, you guys are on your own.
Good luck.
Math is|the real world, okay? It's everywhere, okay? Hey, can I show you?|Please.
chuckling ) Um, you see how the|the petals spiral? The number of petals in each row is the sum|of the preceding two rows.
The Fibonacci sequence.
It's found in the structure of crystals|and the spiral of galaxies.
In a nautilus shell.
That's amazing.
|What's more, the ratio between|each number in the sequence to the one before it|is approximately 1.
61803.
Wha-What the Greeks called|the Golden Ratio.
It shows up.
The pyramids at Giza and in the Parthenon|at Athens and and the dimensions of this card.
And it's based|on a number you can find in a flower? Math is nature's language, its method of communicating|directly with us.
So Everything is numbers.
Okay, well,|when you explain it like that, it's a lot more interesting.
Well, it seems like|yourew math consultant's working out nicely.
I got to tell you, Dad, I cat think|of anyone who could've helped us the way Charlie did|in the investigation.
Just remember how Charlie is.
Can't seem to quit a problem.
He's still working|on the same one he's had since grade school.
And what's that? Trying to impress|his big brother.
Come on.
Yeah, I've given that exact speech|to, uh, my-my junior class He is going to test the recurrence|of the untwinnable moment.
You think, maybe? Well, it's always a|pleasure to help with that.
Jack watches the other systems.
You drive a train with math.
It's not like|driving a car.
You can't just step on the gas|or hit the brakes.
Got something up ahead.
Vehicle on the track.
What was the kid doing there? Homework assignment|on Dad's job.
Day you take your kid to work,|you get in a wreck.
Dad, what's going on? Jim, stay down|Grab on to something.
Emergencbrakes! Damn it! The sander valve|must be plugged.
What does the sander do? Well, it sprays sand on the|track to increase traction.
That wouldn't have|stopped them in time.
A train at that speed|has the kinetic energy of a small atomic weapon.
Then why release the valve? He was thinking about the kids.
Take over the controls.
I'm|gonna open the valve by hand.
But we're still gonna crash.
The only chance those kids have.
Brace your feet|against the wall.
I'll be right back.
Hang on, Jimbo.
Dad! Jim, I'm very sorry|about your father.
Is it true no one|was on the bus? My husband died|trying to save children who weren't even there? Who leaves an empty school bus|on the railroad tracks? Six wrecks in three years? All copies|of previous accidents.
This one is based on a crash|in Utah, where seven kids died.
He always leaves|one of these.
All the notes|are the same.
Just a series of numbers.
Looks like a code.
This is Eppes.
Okay.
Put ithrough.
This is Agent Eppes.
I want to speak to the agent in charge|of the train accident.
You got him.
Who's this? Do youave my note? Save yourself time and effort.
Everything you need is|in that note.
Hung up? Male or female? Male.
What have you|got from these? Well, our cryptographers|have gone over it.
If that is a code, it's unbreakable.
Wouldn't count on it.
Our saboteur has|staged six attacks, all recreations|of previous accidents.
This is a photo of the original|accident in New Jersey, caused by signal malfunction.
He re-created it right outside Fresno.
This is the famous accident at the Cabot Bayou.
Now, a barge hit the bridge, knocking tracks|out of alignment, and the warning system|failed to alert the train.
Now, our saboteur,|he jimmies this track here in Seattle.
Shorted out the warning system.
|Eight people died.
Every accident he's copied is based on incidents that|include railroad negligence? That's right.
|So someone has a proble|withhe rail system.
You're thinking a disgruntled railroad employee? Or a victim of a train wreck.
I mean, whatever the motivation, I- I'm saying we're dealing with terrorism here.
What do you make|of these, Terry? Every note he's left|is identical, which is a signature of sorts, his way of taking credit.
|Now he's added phone calls, which means his need to explain|his actions is growing.
So, what's he trying to tell us? Hey.
Oh, good.
Charlie, uh This is my brother,|he's, uh, a consultant with the bureau This is Inspector Sutter,|with the NTSB, the National Transportation|Safety Board.
This is, uh, Amita.
Hi.
You're a consultant as well? Uh, no.
Charlie's|my thesis advisor, so sometimes I work|with him on school and consulting ces.
Hey, can I take|a look at the code? Yeah.
Why don't you|grab a seat here.
So, uh, how long have|you studied cryptography? I haven't, really.
I work in a applied mathematics.
Wha-What we're|dealing with here is a saboteur who staged|a series of train wrecks that have two things in common.
One: He leaves the same|note at every scene.
Two: He's re-creating|accidents that are supposedly based|on railroad negligence.
So you Wait.
You're saying that it's exactly|the same note every time? That's right.
And he says everything|that we need to know is in the notes.
Well Just by looking at it,|I can tell you that this note begins and ends|with a prime number.
Um This row and this column|equal identical sums.
This grouping of four|down here is the same as the grouping of four up here,|only backwards.
And, uh the only number repeated is 36, Yes, 36, one, two It reoccurs three times.
That's amazing.
Well, what would be amazing is if I could tell you|why they're arranged that way.
Wait a minute.
Charlie, as in Charles Eppes? Yeah.
I studied electrical engineering|at M.
I.
T.
Oh.
|Your paper on H- infinity control|of nonlinear systems blew my mind.
I- It changed my whole|views on control theory.
Well, yeah, that was|a fun project, sure.
This is a real honor, you know? It took us four weeks|to even pick up the 36 repetition, but we think it's|it's something important to the saboteur.
Maybe 36 relates to the key? The key? Yeah, the key is, um, anything that will|unlock the code.
Right, and it could be anything: a sentence, a word, a book.
In fact a famous example|is in, uh, 1820.
A man from Virginia|named Thomas Beale claimed to have hidden|$25 million in gold.
The location of the treasure was hidden within|a coded message that really just looked like|a string of numbers.
Now, he created that code|by using a key.
And that key was the|Declaration of Independence.
Three referred to the first|letter of the third word, Six to the first letter|of the sixth word, and so on.
So we need the key|to crack the code? Finding the key is one way|to attack the code, but there's actually a whole spectrum of mathematical|tools I can utilize.
First, I can do a statistical|analysis of the numbers, then I can also work the cipher|text by using a Kasiski exam.
Oh.
Wouldn't Kasiski|be problematic due to the lack of spaces? Not if you consider multiple|grouping possibilities.
A trainspotter's come forward.
Claims to have video footage|of the crash.
All right, well, let's get ahold|of that tape.
As a trainspter,|you videotape trains on a recreational basis? Yes, at that crossing, four|or five times a week.
Catching those beauties|coming around the bend makes a man feel alive.
Maybe you wanted to get some footage|that was even more exciting.
You think I had something|to do with the derailment? No.
I live to see trains running on the rails,|not off 'em.
But I can't deny, catching an accident|like that on tape is pretty incredible.
I could kill those guys|for running through my st.
What guys? Go ahead.
Keep going.
All right, stop.
Right Hold, stop there.
Good Samaritan|trying to help? Yeah, stealing cargo? I don't think so.
Wind it back to where that first guy jumps|out ofhe van.
Ho-hho-hold, stop.
To me, it looks like an acetylene torch, so we know they came|to cut into those cars.
Yeah, they had to know|about the wreck in advance.
Now push forward|to the license plate.
Push forward where|they drive off.
Okay, hold.
Just zoom in on that.
Got it.
Trace that.
So we got his identity|off the license.
This is Ma McDonald.
His van was used|in a pre-planned robbery of today's train wreck.
We're gonna|set a perimete around his house.
|If he's home, we'll try|to lure him out.
Nobody moves|unless I say.
Has David got anything|on that threat call? They traced it|to a phone booth.
They're checking|for fingerprints.
Professor Fleinhardt! What are you doing? I just Nothing in particular.
I just wanted to see|what you're up to in here and Some kind of number theory|conundrum? Perhaps I could offer|some insights.
Well, first,|it's not number theory.
It's a code.
And second, you hate|number theory, so tell us|why you're here and what's really going on.
I'm avoiding Laura Ison.
The professor of Philosophy|of Science? She's the lady|you go hiking with? For years|we've enjoyed this well, um, delightful wilderness-based friendship-|entirely platonic- but last night,|she and I just veered we veered off into|the the carnal.
I'm taking it didn't go well.
Actually, it was incredible.
It was primal.
I mean that|in the animal, not the numerical sense.
But what I was saying, this was a perfect event.
And as such, untwinable.
So, because the sex was great, the odds are against it|ever being great again.
The replication|defies the laws of probability.
So why try? Yes, yes.
Well, that's why I'm here.
I mean, it's the perfect refuge.
What do you mean,|"the perfect refuge"? Well, the Math Department must be the least libidinous|place on campus.
It's definitely the same van|used in the robbery.
I've got one heat signature|emanating from the dining room.
All right,|surveillance indicates our guy Matt McDonald|is alone in the house.
Look, he's our only lead.
I want to avoid|a confrontation, so what would you think|about going in, trying|to lure him out? Yeah, I could ring his doorbell,|say I'm having car trouble.
Good.
Let's set up|a perimeter around the house.
Think McDonald's|our saboteur? Well, he's connected.
We just got to get him|to tell us how.
Come on.
Answer the door.
What's he doing? Wait a minute.
What's wrong? Why's the temperature dropping? I just had it|recalibrated.
All right, I'm going to go.
Let's go, let's go, let's go.
All units go.
Let's go! FBI! Get your hands up! I got an unresponsive male.
I need four.
Move! Dead.
No sign of forced entry.
Stippling on the forehead so it looks like|he was shot at close range.
The shooter was sitting|across from him.
Met him at the door,|grabbed a cup of coffee, sat down at the table.
Two cups of coffee.
So, I'd say|they knew each other.
David, uh, make sure|any prints or fibers that we get|are processed priority.
Got it.
Looks like an electronics store|in here.
mean, no way he stole all this|off today's wreck.
We checked|the cargo manifests from the previous attacks.
The computers came|from the Fresno accident, plasma TVs from the crash|in Seattle.
How many of the wrecks|did he hit? Four out of the six.
The corrupt railroad cop|who was staging train wrecks just to rip off the cargo? Seems like a stretch|to me.
I agree.
I mean, obviously,|he knew about it in advance, but I just, I don't make him|for our guy.
No, it doesn't make sense.
It doesn't fit|with the re-creation of accidents|or the coded messages.
Eppes.
Well done, finding your way to MacDonald's house.
Too bad I beat you to the punch.
Sweep the neighborhood.
He may be watching|the house.
I don't understand;|why'd you kill him? Wasn't he your partner? No.
MacDonald was a thief|and a dirty cop.
He used me to make some money.
He didn't understand|what I was doing- the importance of exposing the railroads for the criminals they are.
There are other ways, you know? Hello? He just hung up.
He implied he killed MacDonald.
He's escalated|to hands-on violence.
Right.
So, that'll make it seem like he's gearing up|for something big.
We got to find out|how he and MacDonald knew each other.
We got to get into his files.
Has anyone|come across his files? Hello, Mr.
Eppes.
|Oh, hi.
Nice to see you.
Nice to see you again.
Is that, uh, Amita sitting out in the car|out front? Yeah.
We just stopped by|for a minute so I could check this text on encryption,|code-breaking Uh, and you left her waiting|in the car? No, no, this is not the way|we treat people, Charlie.
You bring her inside,|you at least offer her something to drink.
You know, like an adult.
We just stopped by for a second.
You came in 15 minutes ago,|Charlie.
Meanwhile,|she's just sitting in that car out there.
Well, I just got caught|up in something.
Yeah, I know, I know.
I don't see at|the big deal is.
That's exactly|what I'm talking about.
What? She likes you, you know? Aren't you ever going|to do something about that? Remember we need to know more about trains to find|the key to the saboteur's code.
So, you're familiar|with these accidents? Huh.
The greatest hits|of train tragedies? Of course.
What is this, some sort|of a research project? You could say that.
What would be|a big help is if you could identify|any significant words or phrases associated|with these accidents.
Wait, words or phrases? Anything spefic|to the accident.
The track location,|the cause, the people involved.
Yeah, I guess I could do that.
You know, you are missing|a major accident here- Cajon Pass, 2001.
Train full|of hazardous chemicals derailed into a whole row|of houses.
About 30 people died.
Sounds like a bad one.
Yeah.
Well, you know, uh, accidents are kind of just a|small part of railroad history.
Maybe you'd like to learn more|over dinner? Oh, uh, sorry, we'll be working tonight.
You guys got|MacDonald's case files? Yeah.
Apparently,|he was working undercover with a group called the FTRA-|Freight Train Riders of America.
Yeah, I read about them.
They're like the Hell's Angels|of the rails, or something.
According to his notes,|the FTRA are into everything-|drugs, rape, murder.
And they live|completely off the grid.
Commit a crime,|hop a train, vanish.
So, it sounds like|a perfect place for our guy to disappear|into.
Yeah, it could be where MacDonald met him|when he was undercover.
Possible.
Or maybe it'll be in these.
This is interesting.
Bob Malone, aka Horizontal Bob.
Suspect in the derailment of|the Sunset Limited in Arizona.
That's worth checking out.
Let me see that.
Says here he holes up in an Antelope Valley|freight warehouse.
The first call|from our saboteur, that came from a pay phone|in Antelope Valley, right? Well, let's hit that warehouse.
FBI! Nobody Move! FBI! FBI! Don't move!|You, get down! Get down! Get your hands up! You! Get down! You! FBI! Don't move! Get your hands up|where I can see them! Get them up where I can|see them right now! FBI!|t away from the box! Get away from the box now! FBI! Get 'em up! Are you crazy?! FBI! Move back! Move back!|Move back! Okay.
Don't move.
You're not|moving, okay? Does anybody know where|Horizontal Bob is?! Gee, I just think|you missed him.
How about you help us out and we don't bust you for|attacking a federal officer? Yeah, dime out an FTRA brother|to some government tool? Yeah, right.
See, that's a bad answer.
Get over here.
Nobody's seen|rizontal Bob here? Nobody knows who he is? No sign of|Horizontal Bob.
None of these guys|are giving him up.
Only takes one.
You got to understand|the rails are our homes, our churches, our highways.
The FTRA don't mess|with the trains.
So you don't think H-Bob|caused the wrecks? H- Bob, that's another story.
Guy's a nut job.
He got no respect|for the trains.
He shoved me off a flatcar,|wrecked my arm.
Well, if I find him, he's not|going to be hurting you again.
You check|the Sacramento rail yard.
I hear he was up that way.
Let's call|the Sacramento office and get them stang out|that switchyard.
Well, hopefuy the key is|somewhere in the materials from the docent|in the train museum.
Right next|to his phone number.
Look at this.
"If you everecide|to eat again, call me.
" The docent.
Yothink you|you think you will? Eat? Yeah.
Call him? No.
He is not my type.
I'm sorry, but|does that ever work? Just coming out|and being so obvious? Well, if it's|the right guy, sure.
Certainly beats|the alternive.
Hmm.
What do you mea Having no idea|whether or not a man is|interested in you.
You really can't tell? Generally, that|is how you tell.
u know, they make|a move.
Otherwise Larry? Are you all right? Laurel Wilson cornered me.
So I explained to her.
I said,|"Statistically speaking " statistically speaking, " our encounter was unlikely|to be repeated.
" So, she declared that|I had broken her heart.
You know, believe me, I never|intended to upset her.
I know.
You seem pretty upset yourself.
Well, yeah.
She's a dear friend.
She's witty and articulate|and tremendous trail sense.
I don't know.
Combining friendship|and romance- exceedingly risky.
The Cajon Pass accident|killed 37 people.
The number in|every note is 36.
Fairly close.
How so?|37 is a prime.
Right.
What|was I thinking? Still this Cajon accident|is unbelievable.
Did you just say five,|two, three, seven? Yeah, 5,237 tons.
How fast? About 90 miles an hour.
Where did you get|this information? I downloaded|the NTSB report.
Read me some more.
"While the NTSB encountered " No, the numbers.
Just numbers.
Locomotive number Train length: 3,218 feet.
The grade of pass: 4.
2 percent.
Brake pipe pressure: 60 pounds.
increasing five miles an hour|each minute.
Despite application of brakes, train reaches speed|of 90 miles an hour.
Train derails at milepost 64.
Time of the accident: 4:10 a.
m.
Every single one of those|numbers appears in these notes.
So the Cajon Pass derailment|is the key to the code? The key is that|there is no key.
The numbers don't represent|words or letters.
They're numbers,|all from this accident.
It's not a code.
It's a story told in numbers.
Each time he creates|an accident, he leaves a note.
And each note|has the same numbers.
And those numbers|tell thetory of the Cajon Pass derailment.
Charlie, it happened|on March 12, 2001.
That accounts for|eight more digits that appear|in these notes.
The anniversary of the accident.
Two days from now.
Every number in|these notes corresponds to the NTSB report|on the derailment.
The length|of the train, speed, number of cars|It's all in the messages.
Any connection between H-Bob and the Cajon Pass|accident, Terry? I'll check.
Anything from|Sacramento? They have agents all|over that switchyard.
There's no sign of him at all.
There are still a few|digits unaccounted for.
These seven numbers,|the letter "B" and 36.
What caused|the Cajon Pass accident? I think the NTSB report|said that the engineer forgot to check|the end-of-train brake system.
I'm sorry, I've just been over|the report- a lot.
I'm glad someone|reads our work.
Well, 37 people died-|that's close to the 36 in the notes.
|No? Seven numbers|and a letter.
I n't see anything linking|H- Bob to the Cajon Pass.
Maybe the link|is indirect.
Wait a minute.
California Driver's license-|a letter and seven|numbers.
See if you can generate a list|of licenses using all seven numbers|and then check it against|the NTSB files.
Right? Right.
The license belongs|to Frank Milton, the Cajon train engineer.
He died in the crash.
Milton was deemed responsible|for the accident.
Why would the saboteur|leave a copy of Frank Milton's driver's|license in his note? Why bring attention to Milto Well, look, he's the engineer|during the Cajon Pass accident.
e railroad blames him.
If he thinks they're trying|to cover up their mistakes He thinks Frank|Milton's a martyr.
Well, let's see|what the widow says.
My husband did not forget to turn on his|end-of-train brake.
The railroad lied|to the NTSB.
How can you be sure? He was the most meticulous|engineer on the line.
His crews used to call him|"Four-check Frank," 'cause of the way he'd|go over the equipment.
Well, so what do you think|happened to the brake? Damn thing|was always breaking down.
The railroad covered up the service records.
Oh, yeah?|Yes.
Let me ask|you something.
You ever seen this man? Goes by the name|Horizontal Bob.
Never seen him in my life.
Worst thing is, thoscorporate bastards|keep trying to buy me off.
Every few months,|I get cash in the mail.
Guilt money.
Don.
Yeah, can you excuse us, please? Frank Milton was meticulous|and detail-oriented and wrongly accused of|causing a terrible tragedy.
He's supposed to be dead.
Someone's sending|the widow money.
It's not the railroad.
Hmm-mm.
Is this your husband? Yes.
That's from|my wedding.
So, Frank Milton didn't die in the Cajon pass|accident.
He is alive.
He didn't|want to be blamed.
Instead of facing|accusations, he drops out, right? He goes underground|with the FTRA.
Well, he fingers him|to throw us off, right? Mm-hmm.
What he's doing,|he's trying to wreck public confidence|in the rail system.
Hey.
Eppes.
The clock is ticking,|Agent Eppes.
You're nowhere near catching me.
Well, I'd say|I'm pretty darn close, Fnk.
I know H-Bob didn't throw you off that train,|I know you jumped just before|the Cajon Pass.
That's how you|hurt your arm.
You're smarter than the NTSB.
Yeah, I also know|you're not responsible for that first accident, Frank.
Well, the railroad said I was.
The brake lines failed-|I told them the maintenance was shoddy.
They didn't care.
And 36 people died.
Look, let me ask you this.
Do you know how much|your wife misses you? You talked to my wife? Yup, and believes in you.
You want|toee her again, Frank? The only way|that's going to happen is if you turn yourself in.
No, people need to know|the ras aren't safe.
We can do that.
Look, we can set the record|straight, you and me, okay? The railroad|buries its mistakes! Everyone knows it'll cost|billions to make the rails safe.
They won't spend the money.
It's going to take something|big to force a change.
Well, this is what I know.
Tomorrow is the anniversary|of the Cajon Pass accident and I think you're going to|try and re-create it, Frank.
And I'm here to tell you|it's not going to happen.
There is no way|you'll pull that off.
Agent Eppes, there are|a lot of trains out there.
You can't protect all of them.
But even if it doesn't happen|tomorrow, it will another day.
I have allhe time|in the wor.
But when I'm done, the railroad|companies will be in ruins.
All right, Frank?|Frank? The call originated|from inside the control room of the|San Bernardino switchyard.
What?|Yeah.
I got them.
I want to know|how he got in here? People saw a man in|a janitor's uniform, no one thought|twice.
But from in here, he can tamper with|any number of switches and controls,|cause hundreds of accidents.
And did he As far as we can tell,|he didn't touch a thing, except for this.
He's showing us|what he's capable of.
All right, well,|now it's our turn.
Why don't you guys look around here.
Show me how this thing works.
This is Frank Milton.
We believe tomorrow he|will attempt to attack one of 100 trains traveling|over the Cajon Pass.
We can't get|the pass closed because we don't have|a specific threat.
All we have are our conclusions|about Milton's plans.
Yeah, it's the major freight|rail line into L.
A.
.
Closing it would shut down The kicker is, the guy's off the grid.
Hunting him down|could take months or years.
Our best shot|is at that Pass.
Terry believes Milton will select a train most like the onhe drove.
I'll rank|tomorrow's trains according to similarities to the original;|that way we can focus the searches.
Right, and I'll be in the yard,|coordinating the searches.
Crews will check the|end-of-train equipment and the entire brake system|before heading down the pass.
Local cops|will be walking the tracks, checking for any tampering.
I want cops posted anywhere that train slows down|in case he tries to jump on one after the yard.
What about rail cops? They've posted the photos around the yard|and tightened the perimeter.
There'll be an armed agent|or cop on every train just in case|he happens to get on one.
You think Milton will try|to sabotage a train with all this security? Yeah, I do, I think he's gonna attempt it, but we're gonna|be ready for him.
Hey, ready to go? Not quite.
|Mrs.
Milton is here.
Oh.
All right.
Mrs.
Milton.
Agent Eppes.
|Yes, ma'am.
Frank called me.
I couldn't|believe it.
To hear his voice|after four years.
What did he say? He begged me to forgive him,|and then he told me Please, Mrs.
Milton,|this is very important.
Time is of|the essence now.
He told me good-bye.
On the Cajon Pass|that day, apparently he jumpedefore the wreck.
Engineers aren't|supposed to do that.
As much as he hates|the railroad, he hates himself worse.
He's going to|kill himself.
Is that what|you think? Is that what|he was saying? He's going to|kill himself? All right, so we all set? I've compiled data|on every train car leaving the|switchyard today.
All that's left is to compare those elements|to the original train in order to find|the closest match.
Did you use a computer|program for the comparison? You know what, there|wasn't time to write one, but I can|handle that.
You'll have to review|over 100,000 data points.
Well, we're going|to concentrate on the trains|that Charlie flagged.
See you later.
The yard supervisor says|that a train leaves every six minutes.
A lot carry munitions|or hazardous chemicals.
All right,|let's get the database up.
I've got to find|the trains most like the one that derailed|four years ago.
So how does|this work? These specs are from|the original El Cajon locomotive and|container cars.
This database shows|today's trains, sorted by departure time|and their relevant specs- number of cars, gear ratio, engine model, HP traction All right.
All right,|give me the first group.
Train HB-17 and PL-02.
Track 32 and 2 respectively.
Right, 32.
Track 2 train contains some cars|of Naval munitions.
Well, that sounds like an ideal target-|why don't you take that.
Okay, let's go.
All right, ride-along|assignments- Ortiz, you're on CC-3.
Varitek, IS-22.
Mulligan, HM-04.
And hustle! It leaves on Track 20 in eight minutes.
All right, give me|the next train, Charlie.
That one.
PSP-31, track 24.
|Hey, actually, Don, you know, wait,|go, um go to HM-04.
It's nearly identical|to the original.
It's got several cars|of nuclear waste.
Track 20.
Train number HM-04.
He shoved me off a flatcar,|wrecked my arm.
Frank, it's over! Don't move!|Don't do it, Frank! Frank! Frank!|Easy, easy! Don't shoot! You'll blow up the whole yard.
Shoot me,|and there'll be a radioactive cloud hanging over the L.
A.
basin for a week.
Just put that down and go down to the ground.
Put your knees|on the ground, Frank.
Don, are you at Track 20? Don? Frank, hold it.
Listen|to me.
Just listen to me.
I know you want to settle|your score with the railroad.
The best w to do that|is to stay alive, Frank I'll tell my story|when I hop on that train, ride it down the pass|and blow it up.
Then everyone|will wonder why, and you're going|to tell them why.
because you have|the responsibility Charlie, tell the supervisor|to move that HM-04 now.
We've got an explosive device|on Track 20.
I sent Don to Track 20.
Frank if you set|that off, you're the bad guy in this scenario-|is that what you want? You want to die|for no reason? Is that what you want, Frank? I should've died years ago,|with everybody else.
Ow! Don, you okay? No, bomb!|There's a timer running! It's over, Agent Eppes.
Get train HM-04 out of the yard.
|Terry, get out of here.
They'll never get the train|out of here in time.
I said fall back! You can't hold him|and work the bomb.
I stay! Don't move! All right, all right.
Let's get it off him.
All right.
Let's get it off him.
|Don, don't! Don't touch that.
David, get out of here.
There might be a trip wire.
ere might be a trip wire! Don't move!|Ow! Ah! Hold him! There might be a trip|wire between him and the device.
What are you gonna do? I got it.
Are you sure you know|what you're doing? I know what I'm|doing.
I got it.
You just hold him.
I got him.
Just hold him still.
Don't let him move.
All right, get him up.
How'd you learn how to do that? Don't tell me, you took a class|at the academy, right? First posting was|in Tel Aviv.
Got my bomb training.
Guys, for following orders,|not your best moment, but thank you.
It's all right,|we got him.
It's okay, we got him, we got him.
We got him.
I'll stand down.
Well, this has turned out|to be a really good day.
You called the FBI,|and I managed to convince Larry to ask out Professor Wilson.
Really? How'd you change his mind? I used game theory,|which says people will take bigger risks|for bigger gain.
I pointed out that|he has the opportunity to turn a good friendship|into a great romance.
And he actually bought|that from you? He wants to do it;|he just needed a good reason.
I know.
Amita, you know, you and I|have been working really closely together|these last couple weeks.
I've had a great time.
Actually, um, I was, uh,|just wondering if Hey, Charlie?|Excuse me, I'm sorry Amita, can you give|us one second? Yeah, sure, I'll wait|for you downstairs.
Thanks.
I'm sorry,|am I interrupting? Yes, you did.
|Well, look What is it? I just want to tell you that you're doing|great work here and Oh.
Well well,|thanks, thank you.
You know, I don't|know anyone who could've done what you|did with those notes, and I want you to know, I don't|take for granted what you do.
I never thought you did.
Good.
So, what's the deal, you gonna ask her|out already? Well Don't wait too long, man, or someone's gonna|snatch her up.
I know my due date, I'm sorry.
You're trying|to show me up, man.
No, man.
|I apologize.
Okay, all right.
|Okay, okay.
There you go.
Ah,|excellent, Dad.
Thank you.
Okay.
Thank you so much.
No, no, no,|I was a good stunt.
No, I just couldn't|get into math.
Couldn't see how it could relate|to the real world.
What? What did I say? I think you're about|to find out.
Oh, you guys are on your own.
Good luck.
Math is|the real world, okay? It's everywhere, okay? Hey, can I show you?|Please.
chuckling ) Um, you see how the|the petals spiral? The number of petals in each row is the sum|of the preceding two rows.
The Fibonacci sequence.
It's found in the structure of crystals|and the spiral of galaxies.
In a nautilus shell.
That's amazing.
|What's more, the ratio between|each number in the sequence to the one before it|is approximately 1.
61803.
Wha-What the Greeks called|the Golden Ratio.
It shows up.
The pyramids at Giza and in the Parthenon|at Athens and and the dimensions of this card.
And it's based|on a number you can find in a flower? Math is nature's language, its method of communicating|directly with us.
So Everything is numbers.
Okay, well,|when you explain it like that, it's a lot more interesting.
Well, it seems like|yourew math consultant's working out nicely.
I got to tell you, Dad, I cat think|of anyone who could've helped us the way Charlie did|in the investigation.
Just remember how Charlie is.
Can't seem to quit a problem.
He's still working|on the same one he's had since grade school.
And what's that? Trying to impress|his big brother.
Come on.
Yeah, I've given that exact speech|to, uh, my-my junior class He is going to test the recurrence|of the untwinnable moment.
You think, maybe? Well, it's always a|pleasure to help with that.