Numb3rs s03e13 Episode Script

So these are some examples of what we might find today in our catch.
Pacific crab, sea anemones, any number of a variety of starfish, we'll find sea urchin, along with a host of sardines and mackerel.
Now, when I release this net over here, I want you to try to identify as many creatures as you can.
Keep a list in your notebooks, now.
So far, most of what we can see here is kelp, which you're all familiar with from the beach, right? Everybody's seen that? Good.
So write down "kelp.
" Somebody call the Harbor Patrol! Hey, boys.
How is it this guy rates FBI attention? He has the dumb luck of getting himself scooped up out of the ocean.
Crimes at sea puts it on our desk.
He wasn't in the water long.
I can't say for sure till I get him in the shop, but he was probably dead before he went in.
Think the bullet hole in his wetsuit had anything to do with that? Actually, Granger, it's the bullet hole in the diver that really clinched it.
Thank you.
Glad to see those four years of med school didn't go to waste on you.
Five.
So where'd you find it? The boat was dragging the bottom over several miles, seeing what they could pull up for the kids.
Kids? Junior high class on an oceanography field trip.
That must have gone over real well.
And it's not a regular wetsuit here, right? No, it's definitely commercial.
He's an oil rig diver or something? Check it out.
"Morris Marine Salvage.
" Salvage diver.
Guy makes a living bringing stuff up off the bottom of the ocean, winds up somebody else's catch.
Hey, Charlie.
Hey.
You headed for school? No, actually.
I'm headed to the FBI to drop off some crime index work I did.
But after that, yeah, I am.
Ah, you're looking for a match, huh? With you? You crazy? Said I'd never do that again.
Sit around watching you getting bored with me all the time? Or condescending.
Or bored and condescending.
Well thought maybe you were desperate.
You know, seeing as your usual chess partner Larry is currently in low earth orbit.
No, not at all.
You know, Millie says she has a pretty good game.
Oh, really? Well, then, I'll be sure to teach her some of my best condescending looks.
No.
I mean, no coaching.
She says she has a pretty good game, you let her bring her game.
Dad, she's a mathematician.
That gives her the same analytical edge that I have.
Yeah, I hadn't thought about that.
Yeah.
Maybe I better think about changing some of my strategy.
Maybe you take this whole thing a little too seriously.
Charlie, it's chess.
Need I say more? What's up? Hey.
So you want to know the dead guy's name? Yeah.
Evan Koontz.
He was a Navy diver till '98.
He's been working a bunch of dive jobs since.
And five months ago, he landed Morris Marine Salvage.
But he really should have done a little more homework on his employer.
Why's that? Meet the Morris brothers, Chris and Robert.
Yeah, what are they into? Theft, assault.
But I'm kind of getting the feeling all the marine salvage people are not Boy Scouts.
Right.
Been on the phone with a bunch of salvage companies in the area, turns out every single dive team between here and San Diego are out looking for the same thing- the Cheetah.
Yeah? A 60-foot Open Class racing yacht went down a couple days ago.
At 40 miles out in deep water.
Think I read about this, right? They're in some round the world race? What, they still can't find it? Yeah, they were headed for Marina del Rey when she sank, and the skipper went down with her.
Charlie, are you a closet yachtsman or just really up on the news? Neither.
Open Class is the term for the cutting edge of racing yachts, and a ton of math goes into designing them.
A lot of it is based on my work in computational fluid dynamics.
Fluid dynamics being aerodynamics in the water? You can think of air as a very thin liquid.
Both air and water stick to surfaces as they travel over them, creating friction.
What we can do is create mathematically optimized designs that reduce friction, lowering the drag as air, or in this case water, moves around the design.
The lower the drag, the faster the boat.
How much you know about this particular one? Not much.
Designs are kept secret before a race.
What I can tell you is that these boats can easily cost $8 to $10 million.
And a boat like the Cheetah, even as a shipwreck, is still worth a couple million.
That would explain why everybody's out looking for it.
Yeah, I mean, as far as maritime law's concerned, you find it, you own it.
Basically, we got a big treasure hunt.
Somewhere out there, on the bottom of the ocean, is a $2 million prize.
Excuse me.
How you doing? We're with the FBI.
Anyone from Morris Salvage around? I haven't seen anybody today, no.
When was the last time you saw them? I don't know.
Uh, that's their boat.
It's been out past couple of days.
Must have come back in last night.
But I wasn't here, so What's your name? Jackson.
Okay, Jackson, thanks.
Yeah.
If this guy's right, that means this barge was out the same time period the diver was shot and dumped.
Uh-huh.
Ever see Treasure of the Sierra Madre? Guys are out looking for treasure, they start getting greedy.
Mix in a little alcohol, maybe an argument erupts over how they're gonna split up the prize when they find it.
Yeah.
Three guys sail out, maybe only two make it back.
Hey, Colby.
Come here, check it out.
Yeah, that's probably not finger paint, huh? Maybe better call in and get a team out here.
Hold on, I'll be back in a sec.
Agent Warner.
How you doing? What do you say, kid? What's going on? I got transferred.
L.
A.
's my new base.
No way.
Yeah, I've been here about three weeks.
I just got caught up in the work.
You know how that is.
Yeah, definitely, sure.
I caught wind of your case, gave me an excuse to see you.
Oh, yeah? All right.
I'm working a task force looking at the marina as an entrance point for drugs.
We've been seeing supply boats come up from Mexico and making drops in deep water.
And local fishing charters or salvage boats go out, make the pickup.
Was hoping I can tag along with you guys, see if there's any connection between that and this.
Yeah, sure.
Tag away.
All right.
Hey, uh, ERT guys are on their way.
How you doing, Agent Warner? Good to see you.
Check out this picture I found up in the wheelhouse.
Cheetah.
Morris Salvage isn't part of the official search for the Cheetah, but that doesn't mean they weren't out there looking.
Situation like this, salvagers descend like flies, everybody's looking to grab a piece of the rights to whatever's down there.
Well, that must be annoying.
It's your yacht and everybody's looking to cash in.
Right now, the more boats out there, the merrier.
Gives us a better chance of finding Reid.
Reid Sarasin, your skipper? I was in radio contact with him until he went down.
Not a handful of people in the world could sail on his level.
You have any idea what caused your yacht to sink, then? Probably design flaw.
We fared well, most of the race, but then, three days out of Honolulu, the keel starts to separate, and she begins taking on water.
So why didn't they turn back then? The seas got rougher, we realized how serious it was, and Reid gave the order to abandon ship.
And how many in his crew? Five, including Reid.
We were able to contact another yacht, she doubled back, picked up four of our guys, but Reid wouldn't go.
He thought, with four less bodies on board, the Cheetah could make it.
But he didn't.
Seven minutes later, we lost radio contact.
Then her locator beacon went dead.
I can replace the Cheetah, you know? Can always build another boat.
But I'm not sure how I'm gonna replace Reid Sarasin.
Charlie.
Charlie.
Sorry.
Quick question for you.
How good is your dad at chess? He's good.
He'll give you a real game.
Uh-oh.
I'm afraid I might have misrepresented my abilities just a little bit.
You don't play chess? No, I do.
I mean, I can.
It's a game.
I'm good at games.
There's, like, what, there's queen and the crown? Oh, boy.
Doesn't matter.
Alan will probably enjoy being able to teach me something.
What's this? What, now you're building a boat on university time? These are design plans for a racing yacht that came apart and sank.
Oh.
and you're looking for the flaws.
I am.
But I haven't found any yet.
As far as I can tell, the design is solid.
With theallotted load of crew and supplies, well, I see no reason why the keel failed.
You know, Charlie, I have some sailing experience myself.
Well, no, no.
For real.
Not like my chess experience.
Real experience.
I bet you're gonna tell me about it.
Yes, I am.
I took a three-month sabbatical from M.
I.
T.
, and I spent it navigating the South Pacific with a friend from grad school.
Now, I know it sounds like I'm in danger of not having a point here, but I do, and it's this: Out at sea, all bets are off.
You encounter forces that you could never, ever anticipate.
Granted, some of those forces have to do with, you know, being confined to a very small space with someone who you thought you knew but clearly didn't, someone who is so enamored with the sound of their own voice that they could just talk endlessly for hours and hours without ever needing to even have to take Millie.
I mean, you don't know what it's like.
You said you had a point.
And I do.
Professor, it's this: The ocean has to have exerted tremendous physical pressure on this boat.
I mean, have you accounted for tensile stress, for compressive creep, for material fatigue here? Well, I ran calculations to evaluate probabilities for material failures, to see if the design would withstand ocean conditions.
And I'll tell you, I cannot find a single flaw.
Well, then why'd the yacht sink? Colby, you're gonna want to hear this, too.
That was the lab.
They just finished the preliminary, analysis on the blood you found on the Morris barge.
Uh-huh.
They isolated three distinct samples.
The first one belongs to our deceased diver, Koontz, and the other two What, the brothers? Yeah.
The blood-types are consistent.
So the Morris brothers become potential victims now, not suspects? Which means we shift our focus where? Other salvage companies maybe? Somebody who was trying to stop the Morris barge from finding anything out? ?to one of the drug operations I was telling Don about.
Right.
Either they're involved or the search for the yacht took them too close to something they weren't supposed to see.
It's safe to say the guy was shot on the barge.
Right? It's just a question of where it was at the time.
If we knew where the barge was, we would know what other ships were in the area, who else had access.
I gotta tell ya, from a mathematical standpoint, the designs for this yacht are absolutely amazing.
I mean, it almost has me thinking about getting back into my fluid dynamics work again.
Ooh, you mean abandon your cognitive emergence theory? Is that what you're talking about? I said "almost".
Oh, good, because I remember the damage that some of those, uh, fluid dynamics experiments did on the pond in the backyard.
All the koi lived.
Hey.
Donny.
Dinner's over, Hey, bs.
but we have some leftovers, you interested? Oh, no.
I'm good, I ate.
Thanks.
Wouldn't be, uh, dinner with Agent Liz Warner,would it? I heard she was back.
I might've mentioned something to him.
Seems to me that when you two worked together you were kind of interested in each other.
So? Well? What are you gonna do? I don't know.
We'll see.
I mean, I'm pretty busy, right? And, uh, and she's busy.
We'll see.
Okay.
So, anything new on the yacht, or or the diver's murder? Nah.
The problem is, it's like, uh, we got a mobile crime scene.
You mean the barge? Yeah, I mean, as many as, what, three murders, and, uh, I mean, it could've happened anywhere.
Well, we may be able to figure out where it happened.
All right, well, tell me what you need.
I'll make it happen.
The question we're asking is quite simple: how far did this barge go while it was out, and how can we retrace its path? Oh, come on, Charlie.
I'm calling your bluff here.
No, you gotta let him run with this.
He's fun to watch when he gets going.
See, the key is finding possible data sources.
Believe it or not, there're a lot more clues out here than you probably even realize- for instance, how much fuel was consumed? How many engine hours were logged? Did they record any sonar readings? How far was this anchor chain run out and was there evidence of a pticular algae bloom on the chain? Ah, I'm having a bad algebra flashback.
"If a salvage barge was headed west at six knots in a headwind of eight knots" Oh, it's not even that difficult.
Look, every piece of data is a constraint.
Okay? And the path of the boat must obey every constraint.
So, the set of possible paths is pared down with each new measurement.
See, now I'm gonna make a list of possible data sources.
You two start collecting.
Okay, wait.
Hang on a second, Charlie.
I actually have information on fuel consumption and engine hours.
Hit me with it.
You sure about that? That's what it says in the report, Charlie.
I mean, I can double check it, but that's what it says.
What? Charlie, you can't already know where the barge went.
No, but I can tell you where it didn't go.
You see, the Cheetah went down here.
Approximately 40 miles out.
And according to these engine and fuel hours data Well, I can tell you right now that this barge traveled a maximum of 20 miles.
Round trip.
Well, that means it was never more than ten miles out.
Which means they were nowhere near where the Cheetah went down.
You know it.
All right, but all of the assumptions that we're making about motive and cause are all attributed to finding that boat.
Well, then, your assumptions are wrong.
So if they weren't looking for the racing yacht, what were they looking for? Excuse me, Charles, I have the admissions list for you.
Still working on the racing yacht, Professor? Uh, no, actually.
The case has taken a turn in a different direction.
Oh, really.
What is it now? Now, I'm trying to retrace the path of a marine salvage barge.
Why would you want to do that? The FBI suspects there was a murder on board.
Really? And if I can tell them where the barge went, then hopefully figure out who else was in the area.
Oh, you mean the killer.
Hmm? Yeah.
Still, a barge ugh.
Doesn't quite have the snap and sex appeal of a racing yacht, does it? No, not exactly.
You're reading up on chess? Yes.
Okay, good, so Lasker or Jankowski? Which one's gonna give me a better shot? Millie, this isn't Come on.
the kind of thing that you can learn overnight.
I'm a quick study.
I'm very smart.
The game of chess is like a sword fight.
Anyway, I can Professor Eppes.
Oh, men in suits.
If you don't mind, we need to speak to Professor Eppes alone.
Uh, I don't mind at all, Charlie.
I'll just read both of them.
Tonight.
Gentlemen.
Perfect timing, gentlemen.
What's this about? We're with the National Security Agency.
We have a situation, we're hoping you can help us out.
I'm always happy to help you guys.
I am working on something for the FBI right now.
We know what you're involved with, Professor.
We also know that you have an interest in a missing racing yacht.
The Cheetah.
That's why we've come to you.
So you can help us find it.
Within hours of the time the Cheetah went down, we had two search vessels in the area.
We've worked around the clock, sonar mapping every inch of the bottom.
And are you sure you're looking in the spot that she went down? The boat's locator beacon gave precise GPS coordinates until the moment it went under.
Still, despite our best efforts, we've found nothing.
May may I inquire why the N.
S.
A.
is so interested in finding this yacht? N.
S.
A.
, Never Say Anything, I get it.
You haven't been able to find this boat because you've been looking in the wrong place.
Your search pattern, probably assumes that the Cheetah sank something something like this.
When in reality In reality the Cheetah probably sank something a little more like that.
It glides forward.
That's correct.
It glides forward.
Now, a boat like the Cheetah, a boat with this sophisticated a design, it practically flies under water, traveling laterally four, maybe even five feet for every foot that it falls.
Now knowing what I know about the hull, given the depth of the water, I should be able to determine with a fair amount of accuracy just how far she traveled before hitting the bottom.
And then you guys can refocus their search.
How long will it take you? I'll get on it right away.
Uh, oh, and Professor This is a matter of National Security.
It's need-to-know only, so not a word to anyone.
That includes the FBI.
If the Morris barge was never near where the yacht went down, then they weren't after the yacht.
Maybe they're involved in one of the drug operations you were talking about? Yeah, but drug runners usually stay further out in international waters.
But I don't think we can rule it out.
I just spoke to the E.
R.
T.
lab.
Turns out the other two traces of blood we found definitely belong to Chris and Robert Morris.
How big a leap would it be to assume they're dead, same as their diver? Yeah, I mean, that would explain why we can't find them.
And if their killer dumped the bodies out in the open ocean, there's no telling how far they could've drifted by now.
Maybe not.
Can I see that Coroner's report? There were impressions on the diver's ankles.
Here, let's put this up on the screen.
Report says the impressions are consistent with having been caused by a rope.
And not the fishing net? More like something was tied around his ankles.
A weight probably.
So whoever threw him in the ocean probably anchored him down, and for some reason his rope became free and he just drifted, and ended up in the fishing net.
Okay, so if that's true, then the Morris brothers could still be anchored to the bottom right where they were dropped.
All right, so we need to talk to Charlie.
He can tell us where that barge went when it was out, we got a good idea where to look for the bodies.
Charlie? Hey.
What's going on? Hey.
Why don't you answer your phone? I'm sorry.
I've been busy working.
Oh, no, no, that's all right.
What, are you making progress? Here's the thing.
I have to back-burner the, um, salvage barge thing for a while.
What are you talking about? Something else came up.
Like what? I can't talk about it.
Look, I think I got two bodies down there on the bottom of the ocean.
I don't know how long they're gonna stay put.
You told me you were gonna figure out where that barge was.
I understand.
I'll get on it as soon as I can.
What do you mean "as soon as you can"? Sorry.
Well, that's not good enough.
"Sorry".
Wh-what's going on? I n't know.
You tell me.
Hey.
Hey.
I'm in a no-win situation.
You know, he wants me to do something, I can't right now.
Why not? Because I'm doing something else.
All right? Something I can't talk about.
All right, relax.
I'm not gonna ask.
It's your choice what to work on.
What's that suppose to mean? Well, it doesn't mean anything more than what it means.
You know what? It's it's moot now anyway, so just forget it.
I- I just I'm pretty much done with what I'm doing.
I'm just hungry.
You know what, I'll stay.
I'll stay and just do what he wants me to do.
Liz.
Hey.
What's going on? Last time, with us, I was just passing through.
Now I'm assigned here and What? And what? Come on.
It's complicated now.
Yeah? Why's that? People will find out.
So what? So what? Yeah.
This is the bureau.
It matters.
Ah A lot of agents are together.
Where does your prosecutor girlfriend fit into all this? She doesn't.
Here.
I'm done.
Here's everything you need.
Uh, actually, pal, it's a little late.
You don't want it now? No, no, sorry, I want it.
Look, Charlie,I want it; it's just we can't get a boat out there till morning, that's all.
You were able to map out the barge's path? Sort of.
I laid out a large grid.
I mean, they'll have to check it, but there's a better than an 83% chance that it covers the Morris barge's operations.
It's just as I figured.
They never left the shallow water.
Search Team One completing the sweep of Grid Four.
All right, well, GPS coordinates put us right on the edge of Abalone Cove.
Charlie, we're going to be coming around to the port side now and beginning another pass.
Okay, uh, copy that.
Charlie, you said last night there was an 83% chance that the Morris barge was actually working within your search grid, right? That's right.
Okay, well, there's still a 17% chance they weren't.
Wow, Liz, I didn't realize you were such a glass-half-empty type.
You know, 83% is still a very high probability.
Whoa.
Go back.
What was that? Hey, did you guys see that? Yeah, Charlie.
Sonar mapping's picking it up, too.
Let me steer the camera back around.
Uh, I think it was back this way a little bit.
He'll get it.
It's a body.
Confirm, a body.
Sonar mapping's seeing two of them.
Chris and Robert Morris.
I never doubted you, Charlie.
Wait a minute.
Sonar's reading something else down there.
Is that another body? Negative, this is much bigger.
Looks like a vessel.
Can you get a vio on it? It's the Cheetah.
No, it can't be.
I've done all the calculations.
It shouldn't be anywhere near here.
It shouldn't be, but it is.
None of this makes sense.
All the available pieces of data we have indicate that this yacht went down So how do you explain it showing up so close to shore? We have no idea.
The Morris brothers- they knew exactly where to look.
What do you make of this? Morris Marine Salvage.
Lift bags.
They're used to raise a sunken ship up to the surface.
They'd already brought her up.
Why would somebody bring up a $2 million prize and then throw it back? Where's the agent in Charge? Professor Eppes, I suppose you think you're pretty clever.
I'm sorry, I'm not sure what you mean.
You intentionally sent us in the wrong direction so you could help your brother find this yacht.
No, no, no, I know it looks like that, but believe me You'll be lucky if you don't lose your security clearance.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, hey.
Agent Cordero, Agent Graves, I did nothing wrong.
What's going on here? You Eppes? Yeah.
You look worse than your brother in all this.
And where are you guys from? NSA.
Do you have any idea how many taxpayer dollars you wasted sending us in the wrong direction? Back off already.
He doesn't know.
I mean, how many times do you want him to say it? We weren't looking for the yacht.
We, we were tracing the path of a salvage barge And you just happened to find her.
What luck.
I'm gonna go now.
No, you're not.
Yes, you are.
Go ahead, it's fine.
? Look, guys.
Clearly, we thought we were working on different cases.
Obviously, we're not, so why don't we cut all the interagency crap and try to figure out what's going on? Can you please tell me what is the NSA's interest in this? Aw, come on, please, give me a break.
Okay.
NSA's been tracking an arms dealer named Hashim Aziz.
He's Pakistani, terrorist ties.
He's on every agency's watch list.
What, you think he's connected to this? Aziz recently transferred a large sum of money to Reid Sarasin.
The skipper? The reason for the payment is unknown.
Best guess right now? That yacht was smuggling something for Aziz.
All right, so now I understand why someone would pull it up a- and throw it back.
They got what they wanted.
The thing is: we don't know what it was.
Right.
All of our search efforts for the Cheetah have been focused right in this area here, and that's only for one reason.
Because that's where the locator beacon stopped transmitting.
Right, and the assumption was it stopped transmitting because the boat went underwater.
But there are other reasons the beacon might have quit, right? Say you're the skipper Reid Sarasin, right? You're the last man on the boat, you're taking on water, and you're smuggling something.
You're gonna try and get to shallow water cause it's the only way you can recover whatever it is you're smuggling.
And you don't want anybody to know where the boat winds up.
Once my crew's gone, I turn off my homing beacon, aim my yacht for the closest shoreline.
Right, it explains why the boat wound up so close in, and it explains how the Morris brothers knew where it was- because Sarasin told them.
Which means he didn't drown at sea.
He's still alive.
No good deed goes unpunished, right? Hey, come on, look, don't worry about those NSA guys.
You know what I do feel pretty bad about is putting your stuff on the back burner.
You know, I was so obsessed with that boat that when they gave me the chance to work on it, I just jumped.
Yeah, well, maybe you should feel bad then.
No, no, I'm kidding.
I'm kidding, buddy.
Listen.
They told me, actually, they think the Cheetah was smuggling something.
Smuggling? Yeah.
Don, that makes perfect sense.
Why? You mean you knew? No.
But I was looking for a flaw in the boat's design, and the hull must have failed because it was carrying an extra load, extra weight it wasn't designed to handle.
What were they smuggling? They were in 16 different ports all over the world.
Right? So, I mean, if they did pick up anything it could've been loaded on anywhere.
Not exactly.
Well, how do you know? I was studying the boat's performance.
Its pace slowed slightly after a stop in Singapore.
They, they took on extra weight? Yeah, matter of fact, you know, it wouldn't be too difficult to calculate exactly how much extra weight they took on.
Yeah? All right, come on.
Back in? Yeah, yeah.
Are those guys still here? Don't worry about them.
Hey, wait, wait, wait.
Come here.
Listen.
Listen, whatever the, the Cheetah was smuggling, apparently it picked up in Singapore.
How do you know that? Because Charlie says it was moving slower after it left this port.
So does that mean anything to you guys? It could.
Cobalt-RE is a missile guidance system.
Uh-huh.
Four units disappeared from a Pakistani army base 12 weeks ago.
NSA's been tracking them.
They lost them crossing into Thailand, but if you continue on that trajectory Right.
Singapore.
Cobalt's relatively compact and easy to program, but its main advantage is that it's capable of being mated with several Katyusha-style rockets.
Katyushas are common, but they're not considered a grave threat because they fly a ballistic trajectory.
They You aim and fire; they go where they go Yeah, but not if they're attached to those guidance systems, right? You know? I mean, how much they weigh? Four units, a little over 400 pounds.
They're here.
They're in the U.
S.
And - They got 2 days jump on us.
So what exactly are we up against? We know the guidance systems were pulled off the Cheetah about 38 hours ago, so the question is, where are they now? I think the question is where are they headed? And does that party have the rockets to marry them to? Now, our best lead is Reid Sarasin, the skipper on the Cheetah.
What do we know about him? He's a top - notch sailor, but, like most of the skippers in the race, he's really just a gun-for-hire.
I doubt his loyalties to the owner go much beyond whatever he has to do to make a paycheck.
Good.
How do we find him? His wife's in L.
A.
Let's get her in here.
I don't see you as a woman in mourning, Mrs.
Sarasin.
That's 'cause I haven't given up hope my husband will be found.
Right.
That, or he's already contacted you and let you know he's still alive.
That's ridiculous.
There's still a search out looking for him Your husband races yachts around the world? Must be pretty exciting.
I don't do much traveling anymore.
I didn't mean for you.
I can't imagine he's around much, huh? And you have three children? What do my kids have to do with this? Well, it paints a pretty complete picture for me.
All I see is you at home, alone, raising three children, and your husband is out partying like he's still 25 years old.
Haven't you made enough sacrifices for this man? The nature of what your husband was smuggling, Mrs.
Sarasin, means that he can be classified as a terrorist, and the fact that you're helping him means that you can be classified as a terrorist also, and you can be detained indefinitely.
Which means you'd be sacrificing your kids, too.
Is that something you really want to do for him? Do you think he would ever do something like that for you? So, this boat belongs to a friend of the Sarasins.
The wife says he's been hiding out on it for a while.
You're lead.
Reid Sarasin.
Federal Agents! Come on out! He's not in here.
Looks like he was.
Do you think his wife tipped him off? No, I don't, but she might have known he was already gone.
I'll call it in to Don.
See if they wanna have another go at the wife.
Hey, guys, come here.
Took a look at that.
All right, Captain Nemo.
Let's go.
Up on the dock.
You think I chose to put those crates on my boat? My life was threatened.
I was forced to.
Yeah, they forced you to cash that big check they wrote for you, too? The whole thing unraveled when the damn boat started leaking.
I mean it was supposed to be easy, just sail in, unload the crates, sail out on the next leg of the race.
Who'd you give the guidance systems to? Who'd you meet with on this end? Two guys.
I don't know their names.
All I had was a phone number.
Hey, pal, you better do better than that.
You're looking at a triple murder rap.
Wait, are you kidding me? Triple murder rap.
I had nothing to do with that! No? Look,all I did was sail the boat, that's it.
I didn't kill anybody.
Yeah, you were there.
You were on the salvage barge.
Yeah, I was there to show these two guys where the Cheetah went down so they could find their crates.
I had no idea they were gonna kill the crew after they got what they wanted.
Reid, we need to know where those crates are now.
I don't know.
When did you last see them? When we came back in on the barge.
They unloaded the crates onto a truck, you know, one of those yellow box vans.
Did you hear them say anything about where they were going? Not exactly, but I do know that they weren't planning on leaving L.
A.
right away.
They were waiting.
They were waiting? For what? For missiles.
missiles in los angeles You gotta be pretty damn committed to the cause to be smuggling missiles into the U.
S.
NSA have any idea who the end customer is on this? Hashim Aziz is an arms dealer at heart.
His politics would never keep him from selling to the highest bidder.
I'll tell you that.
So now it could be anybody? All right, I just brought Homeland up to speed.
They're gonna up security force, but l right.
Charlie's back, excellent.
Come on, I'll catch you up.
Let's go, guys.
According to Sarasin, the guidance systems left the docks in a yellow box van similar to this one.
A rental? We don't know for sure.
We've got Agents checking with all the local rental companies.
Suspects are two males, Middle-Eastern descent.
The contact number they gave Sarasin traces to a "world phone," it's a Jordanian carrier and they won't help us.
Our people are generating a list of Hashim Aziz's known associates in Los Angeles.
Maybe Sarasin can help ID one of them.
No, that's a long shot.
This whole thing's a long shot.
We got two suspects with a 40-hour lead on us in a city of eight million? Your odds aren't good.
All right, so, you got anything? I don't, but our friends at the NSA might.
After all, you guys have the most comprehensive space-based surveillance and reconnaissance network in the entire world.
Professor, we've thought about satellites, but the problem with that type of application is that there's just too much information.
We've got four birds above us Five.
I'm sorry, five birds.
Yeah, Geo-16 was put into orbit in August.
Fine.
Five birds, sending constant imaging of 4700 square miles, I mean, do you have any idea of how much information that is? You could spend 30 years going through the images and still now find what you're looking for.
Not if we apply a target discrimination algorithm.
I don't know what that is.
Well, you do.
No offense, but even a five year old knows.
See, he uses it every time he goes to his toy box.
Let's say he's looking for his favorite little yellow truck.
But his toy bin is filled with all his other toys.
First he eliminates the stuffed animals.
Then the airplanes, then the action figures.
He continues sorting by size, color, weight.
Until he finds his little yellow truck.
And I can do the same thing with satellite images.
I create an algorithm that tells the computer what we're looking for and what we're not looking for that weeds out false alarm variables and compensates for urban clutter.
All right, good, so, what do you need? I'm gonna need access to your computers.
I'll make the call.
Hey, still searching.
Long time.
Well, I've added criteria to the discrimination filter.
I mean, that should help.
What's it doing now? Yeah, we're getting some images now.
There's likely to be a lot at first.
Got a yellow box truck outside a port warehouse in San Pedro.
Yeah, how do you know it's the right one? The banked satellite images, followed its trail all the way back to Morris Salvage.
All right, let's go, let's hit it.
MAN Spotters have two sentries inside the rear door.
They have two inside, Southeast corner.
Go, let's go, hit it.
FBI! Drop it! Get out of the car! Get down! Down on the ground! Colby, you okay? We're good, Don.
You all right? Yeah.
Crates are all here, full.
The guidance systems accounted for.
How about missiles? Any sign of them? We found this shipping invoice inside.
A container ship coming in tomorrow from Malaysia.
"Teak furniture.
" I don't think these guys are waiting on a patio set? Gotta call in the Coast Guard.
We'll be waiting for 'em tomorrow with Homeland security when the missiles arrive.
All right, good job, guys.
You, too.
Yeah, we'll go get some beers some time, huh.
Several.
All right.
Nice work.
Yeah, you, too.
We're all right together.
See.
That's what I've been telling you, huh? I don't wanna get hurt.
Yeah.
Kinda goes with the territory though doesn't it? Yeah, easy for you to say.
Oh, yeah, why's that? I know your reputation, Mr.
No Commitments.
I just haven't met the right girl yet.
Okay.
Let's take it slow.
Keep it to ourselves.
Yeah, look, I'm in the FBI.
I know how to keep a secret.
Good.
See you tomorrow, Agent.
That's special Agent to you, by the way.
Uh Sorry.
Understood.
Take your time.
Thank you.
Okay.
That's what I thought.
No, that, that was, uh, fine.
What? Will you just pick up a piece.
And move it.
I will.
Hey, what's going on? We're playing chess? Oh, is that what it is? Yeah.
'Cause I sure don't recognize that.
What are you so grumpy about? I'm not.
Your father has a "tell".
What, as in poker? Mm-hmm.
Alan's has a chess tell.
Oh, would you listen to I have a "tell?" The woman has ruined the spirit of the game.
I mean, this is supposed to be about strategy, about anticipation.
This is supposed to be art.
You beat him, didn't you? I did.
I'm so sorry.
The first game.
But it wasn't his fault.
He had no idea that I was reading him.
No, I was just being nice.
You were nice.
You play poker, do you, Millie? Oh, yeah, yeah.
It wasn't just the fellowship that got me through grad school, G-man.
I think I'm hearing a bit of a challenge there.
What do you guys say? For what Poker? Kid against the Eppes ladies? Ooh.
Oh, yes.
I'm in.
Anything is better than playing this anymore.
I'm in.
All right.
Let's do it.
Oh, wait, there's, there's no beer.
You heard the lady, get her a beer.
All right, we're gonna do a little, uh, practice round.
'Til the beverages arrive.
All right.
How about, uh, seven card, hi-lo, blind declare and please, no whining.
Bring it on, bring it on.
You ate every chip and all the dip.
No, I didn't.
You guys are like The Three Stooges.
All right, chip, dip, skip, let's go.