"It's right here." "Come on, come on." "Come on, almost got it." "I've gotta get a better signal, it's too weak." "Ok, ok." "Stop." "Anything?" "Any minute now." "There's lots of unsecured networks around." "Find something quick..." "let's get out of here." "Yes, got one." "Okay, we're in." "Bombs away." "There's all the accounts." "Damn it." "Damn it." "Weren't you watching to see if anyone was following us?" "!" "FBI!" "Stop!" "I have to get rid of the laptop." "FBI!" "Don't move!" "FBI!" "Hey!" "Don't move!" "Don't move!" "Take him, we'll get the driver!" "I'll go around the front." "FBI!" "Get out of the way!" "FBI!" "Don't move!" "Put your hands behind your back, thumbs up." "I didn't do anything wrong." "No?" "What are you doing driving around jacking networks?" "Or trying, till you jacked an FBI signal." "What is, uh, fishing, as it refers to computer hacking?" "Well, it's spelled with p-h, and it's when people send out fake e-mails made to look like real e-mails from banks and financial companies and then ask people for the personal account information." "And some people are dumb enough to give it to them?" "They send out between 75 and 150 million of the things a day." "Five percent respond." "So that's 3 to 7 million people daily, to the tune of $500 million a year." "All right, those are scary statistics." "Hey, dinner." "These guys they caught today stole two million bucks in three months." "Come on in, put it right there." "You're kidding." "Okay." "Hope it's not meatballs." "Excuse me." "I just want to check things out." "That's enough... it's for everybody." "Yeah, it smells good." "Uh, Mr. Eppes?" "I'm sorry, the card you called the delivery on with was declined." "All right, hold on, try this one." "You know what?" "Let me get it." "No, no, I got it." "I owe you." "That's so weird." "I just paid that." "You don't owe me, you know." "All I did was set up an amplified WiFi signal." "Any of your FBI techs could done that." "Hey, Charlie, these are busy people, you know?" "I would have had to wait..." "I appreciate it." "All right." "You sure?" "Yeah, everything's here." "Um, this card was declined, too." "You might want to call your bank." "What, are you kidding me?" "No." "That's weird." "Wait a minute, give me one second." " Here you go." " No, Dad, please, please." "You have to get this figured out." "Here." "How much is that?" "Um, $65.35." "You can keep all that." "Thank you." "Dad, I think that's yours, 'cause I would never eat something like that." "I mean, that's ridiculous." "You know what?" "It's probably some glitch in the restaurant's computer." "What's up?" "The bank's saying my accounts are empty." "Get out of here." "Your checking account?" "Everything." "No, I didn't take all my money out." "Your system was hacked." "Because I'm an FBI agent!" "They sent out 4,000 phishing e-mails." "Within hours, they had a few hundred people sending in account information." "Well, they weren't sending e- mails indiscriminately." "They weren't chumming, they were working off a particular list of bank customers." "And do we know what kind of customers?" "Those with large balances and low activity, mostly seniors." "Right, 'cause they respond." "Boy, they got into the bank's confidential database." "You know, that's not easy." "Thing is, it wasn't our idea." "Whose idea was it?" "We can't tell you." "You sure about that?" "You're in some serious trouble here." "I've got a clean record, first-time offender." "What's the worst I'll get, probation?" "You know, there's this thing called the Identity Theft Penalty Enhancement Act." "And convictions for aggravated identity theft, including phishing, get a mandatory two year prison sentence." "And then I throw in wire fraud, and you're looking at 15 to 20 years." "You're not gonna get out of jail till you're hitting your midlife crisis." "My girlfriend, she's... she's gonna leave me she's gonna leave me if she finds out I got arrested." "It wasn't even our idea." "We were working for these guys." "What guys?" "We met them at a cybercafe... two Russians." "We'd been hacking into secure systems, screwing with people's credit cards." "They found out, said if we didn't cut them in, they would report us to the cops." "What were their names?" "Len and Alex." "That's all we got." "They talked about this Yuri guy." "I think he was their boss." "And the phishing was their idea?" "Yeah." "Yeah..." "Yeah..." "They took the money we made." "Gave us like a thousand for each run." "So why'd you keep working for them?" "Dude, like I said, this Yuri guy doesn't let you just stop." "If we tried to stop, we were dead." "These guys were working for the Russians?" "I mean, come on, are we buying this?" "No, it's a classic Russian mob scheme." "They hang out at cybercafes, check cashing operations, looking for people pulling off scams." "Yeah, and then force them to work for them with threats and blackmail." "All right, I'll call the organized crime task force, see if they have anything." "No need to call." "Hey, Lieutenant Walker." "Hey, Gary." "FBI report hit my desk, flagged it as a probable Russian syndicate operation." "Yeah, well, the suspect said the people they worked for spoke Russian." "Threatened to kill them if they didn't cooperate." "That's no empty threat... you know the saying about the Russian mob?" "What's that?" "They'll shoot you just to see if the gun works." "Oh, great." "Come on, let's see what you got." "So how did this get your attention?" "LAPD's got several cases involving a guy named Yuri Koverchenko." "I've been after him for a couple of years, and it looked like one of his operations." "Our suspects said they heard the name Yuri from people they've dealt with." "This is" "Yuri Koverchenko." "It's the best shot we have of him." "He's elusive, he's careful, he's rumored to be former KGB;" "we suspect him of setting up dozens of computer frauds, insurance scams," "Medicare frauds." "So, mostly white collar stuff?" "Yeah, but don't let that fool you... he's brutal, linked to some eight murders within the past six months." "We busted a doctor who was part of a scam Koverchenko ran, and he was about to cut a deal." "They killed him, his wife, and his teenage daughter." "Killed an entire family." "Over an insurance scam." "Hey." "The bank reimburse you yet?" "No, I got to prove somehow I didn't withdraw the money myself." "Maybe we should remind them who investigates bank robberies." "Yeah." "Well, look, I figure we got two ways to chase this thing down, right?" "Find who stole your money, find out where the phishers are that got the prime list of bank customers, right?" "Yeah, 'cause the same people should be behind both." "Yeah, but why go after my brother personally?" "Well, that really doesn't make sense." "Walker said that Yuri usually keeps a low profile, and this seems like a play to get the FBI's attention." "Yeah, well, it worked." "So I'm making progress on finding out what happened to Don's account, but it's scary... you can hit a few keys and wipe out a life savings." "Well, still, banks are safer than keeping your cash under a mattress." "Hey, I'm all for giving up wealth and material possessions." "Mm, living like a monk?" "No, like a grad student." "But, you know, I think I've found the original attack." "An unauthorized access into the database of Don's bank." "Hmm." "Can you tell me how they were able to break the encryption?" "Well, the bank used a standard encryption method that was easy and cheap, but it was vulnerable to attacks." "Well, then, trace back to the hacker." "Well, I can try, Charlie, but the Internet's real-time." "I mean, after some of these malicious events, there's nothing left to trace." "Aren't there any techniques we can employ here?" "Yeah, there's Hop-by-Hop or ICMP or this thing called backscatter, but they all have to be done while the attack is happening." "Right." "Right." "The Internet's a river of information." "Tracing back to the source of an Internet attack... well, that's like trying to trace back to the specific source of water in a river." "You can only find the source of an Internet attack if there's a data flow to follow." "But without the data source..." "Then we can't trace it back." "The hacker would have to attack again in order for us to locate him." "Has there been any current activity in Don's account?" "Yeah, there's this one persistent ad bot." "Spyware." "It pops up all over the Internet." "It's used to monitor what sites people click on." "Could be that it's a plant, a plant to find out if Don's account has been reimbursed, so the hacker can just hit him again." "Oh... by the way," "Larry called from his string theory conference." "He was confused about something." "What, his double special relativity theory?" "No." "Whether he was in St. Louis or Cleveland." "He's so geographically-challenged." "Where is his conference?" "Minneapolis." "We send warnings about phishing with every monthly statement, but too many customers still fall for it." "Who has access to the customer files?" "I'm the senior security officer here at Pacific Mutual, so in the tech section, the files can only be accessed by me and my tech security team." "This is Lamont, and that's Colleen." "All right, well, uh, our people will want to take a look at your system here." "Good, I've just found suspicious code runs in certain transactions" "I think you guys should look at." "And I've cross-referenced every unauthorized entry that's taken place in the last 24 months." "Thank you." "That's a really good start." "What month are you?" "Oh, seventh." "Oh, yeah?" "Congratulations." "Thank you." "All right, well," "I still want to take a look at their personnel files... fingerprints, the whole deal, all right?" "Look, I know you guys need to consider the possibility of an inside job, but I worked with Colleen for eight years, and Lamont for four." "I know them, they're my team." "We're going to need your file and prints, too." "Okay." "Uh, excuse me." "Reeves." "Agent Eppes," "I get all fraud bulletins for this region, so I know your account was hacked into." "If you like, I could call the security officer at your bank, explain your connection with this case." "Maybe you get your money back faster." "How could that have happened?" "Wait, hold on a second." "Our two phishers, Smith and Whitley... they made bail." "They're gone." "What?" "!" "I told them to call me if these guys made bail." "I told them." "Jail computer records show you were contacted." "I wasn't." "So, they hacked into the bail system?" "This is Koverchenko's MO." "Shot twice in the head, dumped out with the garbage by the river." "That's Daniel Smith's girlfriend." "She picked them both up from the holding center." "He's sending a message that he can get to anybody, and we can't stop him." "A man ID'd as Ned Spope put up the bail money, paid with a fake credit card." "Number was stolen... that number belonged to Don Eppes." "Don told me that he cancelled all his credit cards." "Bondsman thought he was using a secure Web site to verify the account, but his system was hacked." "Web site was a fake." "And that name." "Ned Spope?" "It's an anagram." "So they used his card, his name, and they bailed out his suspects." "Why are they making this about Don?" "I don't know, but there's one more thing to consider." "Yuri Koverchenko just lost two workers." "He's just going to find more, and kill them." "Yeah, unless we stop him." "Hey, Charlie, could you check out my computer?" "My Internet connection is running too... slow." "Yeah, we piggybacked your wireless to try to find the person who stole Don's money." "Yeah, we set up a system using the power of several computers, to hopefully speed things up." "Any luck?" "It depends on if I'm right about the hackers monitoring Don's accounts." "You see, there's this technique called "backscatter" which will trace back to the source of the hack." "Yeah, these computers are sending data back along all the routes that lead to the bank's database to find the source of the attack." "And if there's even a trickle of data flowing downstream, well, we can calculate its effects on the flow going upstream, find where it came from." "A computer runs through it." "I think we got something." "Charlie isolated the computer that cleaned out your account." "Tracked it back to this address." "Appears to be an illegal auto parts shop." "All, call the AUSA and get a phone warrant, all right?" "This address is linked to an auto insurance scam run by the Russians... could be Yuri Koverchenko." "Well, good." "He's got to screw up sometime, right?" "And so there you have it, fresh from a real-world application... a new way of tracking Internet activity." "Is this something you developed as an FBI application?" "I've removed specifics from the incident, but, yes, it is from a criminal case." "You can still see the basic sequences we analyzed." "The FBI is using the information gained from this work to locate a person behind an unauthorized access of a computer database." "Cool." "Guys, just talked to the spotter." "Indicated two main entries here and here." "They got microphones picking up four voices in one room." "No visual confirmation." "Huh." "Any idea what they're saying?" "It's in Russian, but one of our guys speaks a little." "They were eating lunch and talking about their favorite reality shows." "Things are about to get a lot more real for them in a hurry." "All right, let's do it." "Let's go, guys, let'roll." "This is basic Internet sub routing and tracking codes." "What's the significance of that line of code?" "Actually, I don't know." "Wasn't part of the original program." "Looks like some sort of modular polynomial, doesn't it?" "Which can be easily restated as a string of numbers." "What's going on?" "I don't know." "Where are they?" "They were just here." "I don't want to over think this, but why?" "Why this line of numbers?" "23-5-18 is W-E-R in Sloane's Encyclopedia of Integer Sequences." "Maybe it's simple alphabet cipher." ""We're waiting for you"?" "!" "I mean, what?" "They couldn't have gotten far, right?" "Got to be somebody here someplace." "There's only two ways in, and we have 'em both covered." "Starting to get a feeling I haven't had in a long time." "Guys, get out of here!" "This thing is wired." "Get down!" "Hang in there, buddy." "Are you all right?" "How many times you hit?" "My shoulder." "All right, just breathe deep." "These guys were totally waiting for us." "It was a damn trap." "All right, you're all right." "You're all right." "Just take it easy, just breathe." "Hang in, buddy." "Come on..." "Hey, how's David?" "He's stable." "There's not much damage." "Yeah?" "Good." "All right..." "Says to tell you he wants back ASAP, and that no, I can't have his desk." "All right, come on, I want to go over every detail of this and figure out what the hell happened." "I know what happened." "The Russian mob just went to war with the FBI." "Yeah, but why?" "And how did they know?" "It was a setup." "He laid a trap, and I walked you all right into it." "He used our backscatter search to create a SubVirt in our computers... a subversive virtual machine that ran underneath our operating systems." "He had complete control of the software Amita and I were using." "What does that mean?" "It means we didn't find his computer." "He led us where he wanted us to go." "This is someone who's highly skilled in cutting-edge computer techniques and an advanced multi-step thinker." "Great." "And Yuri's got him working for him." "He wiped out your accounts because he knew that the Bureau was using me as a resource, and that I would use some high-end techniques to try to track him." "With that knowledge, he set his trap." "But why?" "That's the thing I can't figure." "I mean, what the hell is the guy's goal?" "And why is he going after Don?" "To try and answer that," "I want to try Multiplayer Game Theory, what I like to call Team Theory." "Okay, it's used by corporations, and by the Pentagon." "It's like football." "Each side tries to move the ball into their end zone and tries to prevent the other side from doing the same." "Players play their roles and each side watches the other's players to predict their next move." "In football, we know the objective." "If I analyze their actions, we'll learn about the players, and about the coaches." "Right, their goal." "Wait a minute." "You're equating the Russian mob with a football team?" "When the New England Patriots coach Bill Belichick... when was asked why he was so successful, you know what he said?" "He said economics." "Oh." "It's hard to argue with someone who's won three Super Bowls in the past four years." "Just came from seeing your man Sinclair." "He's doing well." "He's a..." "He's a tough guy." "Yeah, he is." "In your opinion, what do you think these guys are hoping to accomplish here?" "It could be a power struggle within the mob." "One side setting us up to help take out the other, or..." "That's it?" "You know, Eppes, I-I really don't think that that is it." "They seem to be coming after you, you alone, and why they're doing that, I have no idea." "But in all my years working organized crime, I've never seen anything quite like this." "I highly recommend taking extra precautions." "So, this isn't the end of it?" "Russian mob has shown us over and over again its willingness to make retributions personal." "They will come after the people that you work with, and the people closest to you." "So besides the hacker, how many players are on the other side?" "That's an unknown variable." "We'll try our first approach with three... the Hacker, the Yuri character, and the third will be a super-category for all the others." "I hope you have some new data;" "I could use some." "Well, actually, no." "Charlie, there's been a change." "Okay, what kind of change?" "Well, the Bureau wants a unit on this that's more familiar with the Russian mob." "Because of the ambush?" "You're being taken off this case because I missed something." "No, it's just, these things happen." "It's nothing." "I've just now begun working on the team theory analysis." "Well, I'm off it, so you're off it." "Okay?" "So please, do me a favor, pack this stuff up;" "I'm gonna send someone over to get it." "All right?" "I'll see you guys later." "Something's wrong." "Don just doesn't let cases go." "Well, it sounds like the decision was made over his head." "He's way too calm about it." "What are you doing?" "Testing a theory." "Federal Bureau of Investigation, Los Angeles." "Yes, I'm calling about the Whitley/Smith case." "I think I have some important information that relates to the case." "Could you put me through to the lead agent?" "Hold, please." "That case is being handled by Don Eppes." "I can put you through to his voicemail." "He's still lead agent;" "I knew it." "Why would he lie to you, Charlie?" "I don't know." "But if he's still on the case, so am I." "Why are you asking me about auto insurance scams?" "I don't get how this is connected to my bank." "Well, we're hoping there's something that stood out that you might remember." "No, nothing." "You're the only one here today?" "Sorry?" "Your team's not here." "Lamont's kid is sick." "And Colleen's working from home." "And have you had any more unauthorized transactions?" "No, everything's back to normal." "All right." "There are two ways to define functions, implicitly and explicitly." "Let's switch gears, if we could." "I want to apply a little decision theory to a practical situation." "Let's all say that we're in a crowded room, and we would like to contact the police as soon as possible." "How would we go about doing that?" "Call 911?" "Of course." "Call 911." "Or, if we know an FBI agent, like I do," "we'll call him." "But we can't seem to get any clear signal, so... so we send someone to find a campus security officer." "Who'd like to see how fast they can find a campus security officer?" "How about you four on the end... one, two, three, four." "Time yourselves." "Bring the officer back here." "Go." "What else?" "What other ideas?" "Sure." "You've never seen them before?" "No." "They were in your office?" "There were files on the floor... my team theory work." "I mean, obviously, they want to know what you're working on." "Charlie." "My work at the house!" "Yeah, everything looks okay here." "All this?" "Someone mind telling me what's going on?" "Have you seen anyone hanging around the house?" "No." "Should I have?" "Dad, when was the last time you smoked a cigarette?" "1979." "Explain how a mathematician ends up on a case involving the Russian mafia." "I told him to drop it!" "You know he can't just drop that stuff!" "Hey, I'm standing right here, okay?" "!" "So talk to me." "Now, you endangered yourself, and you endangered Dad!" "Well, you lied to me." "Yeah, to protect you." "Just tell us what we should do..." "Nothing!" "and Charlie and I will do it." "I don't want you to do anything, all right?" "I got agents here 24/7." "I can still help you." "Come on!" "Let me make this as clear as possible." "You're not working this anymore, you understand me?" "You can't tell me what I can't do." "When it comes to the FBI, I certainly can!" "And you're done, you hear me?" "You're done." "Koverchenko's made another move to target you." "This time your family." "But we've got no forensics on either Charlie's office, or your house." "Ditto the auto shop." "We're compiling all LAPD files on new Russian mob scams, looking for any that might link to Koverchenko." "That sounds good." "Maybe Charlie can help us find a pattern." "Look, I'm not exposing my brother or my family to any more of this." "Doesn't matter, Eppes." "You don't choose who he comes after, he does." "He knows about Charlie, he knows about your father." "And you can't go back." "Yeah, well, hey, they want a war?" "Fine, we'll give them a war." "As soon as the security team is done sweeping the house, I can let you guys back in." "We'll keep a few agents posted out front." "Shouldn't you be home recuperating or something?" "I wanted a piece of this, even if it means baby-sitting you guys." "Baby-sitting." "We need more watching than half a dozen able-bodied agents could provide?" "Don doesn't want Charlie doing any more work on this case at all." "Oh, I see." "He figures you could stop him?" "You know, for a really nice guy, you've got two very stubborn kids." "They get that from their mother." "The only way you can change her mind was, you know," "I can't really say, I couldn't manage it myself." "Amita." "What's a nice mathematician like you doing in a garage like this?" "Beats me." "One minute, I'm analyzing computer codes, and the next," "I'm under threat from the Russian Mafia." "This would be your cognitive emergence work, right?" "Yeah, it is." "Why?" "'Cause there's a section right there labeled "Yuri Koverchenko Game Theory," Charlie." "Busted." "Look, you can't expect me to stop thinking about this case." "And even if I didn't write anything down, it would still be in my mind, okay?" "So I might as well write it down, so at least, you know, my process is more effective." "In other words, I'm gonna do it anyway, so let me do it right." "That's right." "Look, you better believe I'm on the brink of seeing it." "There's a pattern to everything Koverchenko's done, I can feel it." "You can feel it?" "Is that a math term?" "Before creating proofs, mathematicians often rely on intuition." "Fine, I hope Don's intuition doesn't tell him I'm helping you do this." "Mr. Eppes, can I entice you into a game of air hockey?" "Sure, why not?" "I'll play the winner." "Okay." "And I have to warn you, even with a gimp arm," "I am deadly." "I'm not scared." "The old fake-out." "That's right." "Get them to think one way, go the other." "Do it one more time." "Let's see if you can do it again." "I can do that every time." "One more then." "That's it." "What's it?" "Look," "I got to talk to Don." "Don was very specific... you're not working with the FBI on this one at all." "You know what?" "The FBI's not the only game in town." "Got anything?" "Yeah, I tried something a little unorthodox." "What's that?" "I consulted a mathematician." "Gary, what the hell?" "I told you." "Hey, he called me." "Look, I don't care, it doesn't matter!" "Listen, Eppes, I've been working Russian mob scams since before you joined the Bureau." "And let me be clear, you cannot protect your brother by taking him off the case." "If Koverchenko wants him dead, he's gonna make sure he waits as long as he needs to." "What am I supposed to do, Gary?" "Once you got into it with Koverchenko, there's was only one way out... you got to get Koverchenko." "Now, when you first introduced me to Charlie," "I thought you were a little cuckoo, but I learned something, and I think Charlie can help us." "You told me to take precautions." "That's what I did." "I told you to take precautions, I didn't tell you to back off." "You got to go at this guy with everything you got." "You know, it should have been my choice!" "Okay." "In an attempt to define motive," "I was able to perform a posterior distribution, gain insight into the Russians' game theory." "Right, English, please, Charlie, come on." "Koverchenko was trying to get to you." "He took your money, he bailed out suspects using your name, ambushed your team and threatened our family." "So you're saying this is about retribution?" "No, no, it's about distraction." "A play that's designed to look like a whole other play." "Like in football, a reverse." "That's it precisely." "He wanted your focus off your investigation and onto him." "Off... so off the phishers?" "Exactly." "And I ran this scenario through my team theory analysis, and I found that all his moves fell into a pattern... a pattern that began the day you arrested these guys." "You're saying that there was something in that original investigation that" "Koverchenko doesn't want us to find?" "Logically, whatever Koverchenko was trying to distract you from seeing was right in front of you." "So what were your early leads?" "Pacific Mutual Savings Bank." "The customers they phished came from its database." "And, Don, we were at Pacific Mutual the day the suspects were bailed out." "Well, then... whatever he doesn't want you to see" "is at that bank." "What's going on, please." "Okay, okay." "I did everything you asked." "I didn't tell the FBI anything." "Relax, we know." "But it's time to start." "What's going on?" "Your employees aren't home with sick kids or working out of the house." "We know they were kidnapped, and they're going to kill them if you don't do everything they say, right?" "Now, we picked you up in a blind spot, okay?" "So nobody knows where you are... nobody." "No, I'm sorry, I cannot help you." "You don't really have a choice there, Sam." "Lamont and Colleen, they'll die." "I don't have family in California, but they do." "Right." "All right, money's not important to me, my job doesn't matter, but their lives matter." "And let me tell you something..." "if you do everything they want, they're still gonna kill them and then they'll come after you." "They might... might..." "leave their children alone." "We're your only chance, we're their only chance." "Somehow I'm getting the feeling that I'm your only chance." "They wiped out your finances, they've gunned down your agents, they killed your eyewitnesses." "God knows what else they've threatened you with." "Answer one question for me." "All right." "Are you scared of them?" "Yeah." "You bet your ass I'm scared of them." "But that's not going to stop me." "All right." "All right." "This is what they want me to do." "My instructions are to arrive at the bank at my normal time." "At 9:10, an individual will arrive in the bank wearing a light-colored jacket and carrying a briefcase." "He'll introduce himself as the computer technician I supposedly called in." "I'm to escort him through security and into the main computer room." "On-site hacking means they need access to an encryption they can't break." "Which must mean access to the ATMs." "It's not the money in the accounts they're after, either." "Last year, in the Bay area, the Russian mob was able to steal 200,000 credit card and bank card ID's in one day." "Pacific Mutual's linked to at least 50,000 ATMs around the country." "All right, so they just need ten people a day to use those machines, they got half a million accounts." "Yeah." "They take a thousand from each account, that's a half billion dollars, which they then route to untraceable overseas accounts." "And then they kill the hostages and Morton." "If anybody but me comes into the room, it's over." "But they won't, because" "I control who has access to the computer room." "It's like Yuri said... anything happens to me," "I don't make the right call at the right time, your employees will be killed." "I understand." "Good." "Then I'll get to work." "At 5:00 exactly, if everything has gone okay, he calls to indicate the money is secure." "I hope Don's right about this." "Yeah, me too." "Are you hungry?" "No." "It's coming up on lunch, I thought maybe I could get us some food." "Now shut up." "We need that number." "Where's that number?" "Come on." "The guy's cell phone is right there." "Just needed to stretch." "Sit down and stay down." "I said get back." "No problem." "I really can't take you looking at your watch anymore." "Sorry." "Sorry." "Wait, wait, it's here." "Morton's text message." "Uh!" "Hacker's cell phone number, yes!" "And now for Charlie, come on, kid." "Hello." "Hello?" "My name is Professor Charles Eppes." "Do you know who I am?" "How did you get this number?" "How about you come ask me in person?" "You seem to know a lot." "I'd like to talk to you about where you learned it." "Is everything all right?" "It's early, what's up?" "I just got a call from the mathematician." "You screwed up somewhere." "Gave him what he needed to hack your phone." "Listen to me." "No, no, I don't see how..." "The FBI has no idea where you are or what you're doing, or they would have never have let him call you." "The situation is still in control." "Keep working, get it done." "We got it!" "He made the call." "And we have a GPS track working." "I'll call you in a minute." "Almost... done." "Must have been quite an operation." "Took you all day." "Yeah, well..." "I had a lot to do." "We got five minutes." "Walker says LAPD is handling the containment." "All right, well, tell them to stay clear, all right?" "I don't want anyone spotting us." "Yeah." "They won't move until they get an official notice from us." "This guy's some psychopath, huh?" "Yeah." "He probably thinks he's invincible by now." "I'm guessing he doesn't feel the need to put too much distance between him and the FBI." "Eppes." "1327 Palmetto." "1-3-2-7." "1-3-2-7." "Okay." "I got it, it's downtown." "All right, let's do it." "Unit One to Unit Two, you're a go, you're a go." "Copy that, Don." "On the move." "I wouldn't if I were you." "Well?" "Is it done?" "It's all done for you, my friend." "Who..." "FBI!" "FBI!" "Gary, go!" "I'm getting the hostages!" "Lamont?" "!" "Are you okay?" "Colleen?" "Big breaths, Colleen, big breaths." "FBI!" "Get out of the way!" "Get out of the way!" "Nice to finally meet you in person, Yuri." "Nice shot." "And I called your family, too." "They're going to be at..." "Thank you." "Thank you." "Hello?" "Hey, Don." "Hey..." "David." "Our team found the guy who was watching the house." "I heard all about it." "Good job; thanks." "Look, man, you don't have to hang out here, you can take off." "That's okay." "I think your dad wanted me to hang around." "Hey, what do you think?" "What do you think, huh?" "Oh, I see why you're hanging around." "There you go, Agent Sinclair." "And there's a lot more where that came from." "All right." "Thanks, Mr. Eppes." "He gets the treatment, huh?" "Yeah, and there's more coming right up." "Dig in, dig in." "Oh, man." "I got to tell you, that was a crazy couple days." "I mean... it's good we all came out of it all right, but..." "It would appear to be so." "In a million years, I never would've imagined that, you?" "I think Charlie would say it was a statistically possible but unlikely event." "Yeah, I'm thinking maybe Charlie should just work at Cal Sci, Dad." "You're going to fire him?" "I'm the first to admit he's done an amazing job for us." "Right?" "I mean, but... wouldn't it put your mind at ease?" "Donny, what would put my mind at ease would be to see you two boys working together." "Besides, you don't seriously think you're going to get him to stop." "Nah, I guess not." "Hey, Chuck, you need some help back there?" "Come on, Suzy Homemaker, we're ready to eat." "Come on, come on." "Go on, go on, eat, eat." "I have to say, Mr. Eppes..." "Alan." "I've never seen two brothers so completely different... and so much alike." "If you call me "Chuck" one more time..." "Yeah, well, all right, how about "Chucky"?" "Tell me about it." ""Chucky?" How about I call you "Donald"?" "How about I call you "nerd"?" "How about I call you..."