"You coming in?" "Think I'm going to stay in the car." "Charlie, you'll get them next time." " Hey, how are you doing, Mr. Eppes?" " Oh, good, Victor." "And you?" "Great." "How's your boys?" "Actually, Charlie's in the car." "What?" "He doesn't want to come in?" "He hit into a double play today." "You tell Charlie it's his brains that got him where he is today." " Not baseball." " Right." "I'll take a dozen franks." "And, I don't know couple of rib eye." " Give me the money." "Come on, hurry up." "I said, hurry up." " What do you want?" " Nothing." "Just take it easy." " Come on, all of it." " Theresa." " Daddy." " Stay where you are." "Stay there or I'll kill her." "I swear to God." " Charlie." " Dad." "Charlie, get out of here." "Dad." "Dad." "Dad." "Dad." " Dad." " All right." "I'm fine." "I just have to catch my breath." "Call an ambulance." "Where is your mother?" "I need your mother." "Dad." "Charlie?" "Charlie." "Charlie." "Charlie." "Charlie, come on, wake up." "You're gonna be late for class." "Mom." "There you are." "Hurry up." "Everything's getting cold." " Is that really you?" " Of course it's me, silly." "You made pancakes." "Sit." "We don't have a lot of time." " Here you go." " Mom, what are you doing here?" "I made you breakfast." "But I meant..." "I meant here." "Here." "You know I can't tell you that, Charlie." "Where have you been?" "I just thought it was time, that's all." "Time for what?" "You needed to see me." "I did?" "There's a question that you've been wanting to ask me." "A question?" "Better hurry, sweets." "I have to go soon." " Wait." " I'll just put this in the fridge." "What question?" "It'll come to you." "What question?" "Did you figure it out yet, Charlie?" "Charlie?" "Charlie." "Charlie, get up." "You said you'd drop me at the metro." "I gotta be downtown in 45 minutes." "Let's go." "Come on." "Chop-chop." " Hey." " Hey." "This is Carla Daniels." "This is her house." "She lives here alone." "No signs of a struggle and keys are still in the ignition." "Yeah?" "Who found her?" "The mailman." "Woman." "Whatever you want to call her." "How about postal carrier, Granger?" "What do you say, Megan?" "She was found the same way the other girl was six weeks ago." "You guys talk to the neighbours?" "The guy across the street." "Says the car's been here all morning." "With her in it?" "He can't remember." "Just another sunny day in L.A." "All right, well, start canvassing the area." "You need permits here, so run parking tickets." "They probably didn't walk away, right?" "Could be she did it to herself." "See how pretty she looks, Granger?" "She didn't dress for a suicide." "She dressed for somebody." "I'm telling you, it was weird." "It's been four years." " I forgot what she looks like." " Listen, I completely understand." "My own mother passed years ago." "Now, all I can recall is this warm smile of hers and a set of oddly tweezed eyebrows." " It was nice seeing her though." " Yeah." "And you said that she told you there was some question that you had for her?" " Yeah, what do you think that's about?" " I don't know." "All depends on what school of dreams you ascribe to." " School of dreams?" " Whether it's due to random neurosynaptic firings..." "In other words, they have no meaning." " or maybe they are revelations of some hidden subconscious conflict, residue of unprocessed emotions." "Which side of that fence do you sit on?" "Oh, I rarely dream." "I mean, once in a while I have this recurring dream in which my Aunt Louise is attempting to consume my flesh." "But as a general rule, no." "I like to think that it's because I live in the moment, but, of course, it could be due to some greater neurochemical imbalance." "That certainly might explain some things." "But we're exploring your journey here, Charles, not mine." "Exactly, but what is it?" "Granger." "I'll call you right back." "Anything?" " You make your bed in the morning?" " Not usually." "Tells you a lot about a person." "I have somebody who comes in." "She read the Bible." "So she says her prayers and makes her bed." "You ready to name the killer?" "She was organized and tidy." "Neither of those traits are really consistent with a risk-taker." "So?" "So I think whoever did this, she trusted him." "How about an ex-boyfriend?" "That's what I was thinking." "That was David." "Neighbour said she broke it off a few weeks ago." "Sounds like a motive to me." "It was fun watching you work." "Tommy, make sure I get that by 5:00." " Billy, call me when you know." " Hey, Don." " Hey, what's up?" " Hey." "I have something I want to talk to you about." "Are you busy right now?" "We just got this homicide from these locals." "They think it's connected to a prior murder." " Yeah?" " You want to take a look?" " Yeah." "Sure." " What's up?" "I had a..." "I had a dream." "Oh, yeah, a dream?" "I know it sounds..." "This is our two victims, right here." " Pretty young." " Yeah, 23, 24." "Both found in their cars in their driveways." "Both OD'd of hotshots of diazepam and morphine." "Coroner ruled the first girl an accident" " until the second girl showed up." " Any connection between them?" "It doesn't seem like they knew each other." "Lisa Clark, she was a salesgirl, Carla Daniels, a real-estate broker." "And somewhere their killer must have come into contact with them." " Yeah." " Okay, you know..." "There's something called a direct network flow problem." "Is this good or bad for me?" "It's good because these women had daily routines, so the repetition of those routines would have narrowed the opportunity for a killer to come into contact with them." "It's like being in the kitchen." "Every day, you're in that room, travelling from the table to the sink, to the fridge, back to the sink, back to the table and so on." "In these routine movements, there are unconscious patterns." "Paths you take, dictated by convenience or by a specific task." "If you were to record these movements, you would see those patterns." "So if you can get me any information about these women's daily lives, then I can analyse their more-travelled routes and find a location where they and their killer were most likely to intersect." "All right, I'll see what I can do." "So tell me about your dream." "Dad got shot." "During a hold-up in a grocery store." "It's pretty upsetting." "Yeah, I'm sure." "And Mom made pancakes." "Pancakes?" "I don't even dream normal." "It's hard to believe she's dead." "When was the last time you spoke to her?" "About three weeks ago." "Is that when she broke up with you?" "Carla didn't break up with me." "It was a mutual agreement." "How long did you know her?" "About a year." "You read the Bible, Mr. Gill?" " Is that a problem?" " No." "It's not a problem." "It's just that Carla Daniels had an identical copy at her house." "Well, I gave it to her." "What else did you give her?" "What's that supposed to mean?" "It means, what was the exact nature of your friendship?" "We were Christians." " And?" " We didn't believe in premarital sex," " if that's where this is going." " Sex?" "No." "Nobody said anything about sex." "You just asked me..." " So you're trying to twist my words?" " Take it easy, Mr. Gill." "No, I know what you're doing." "You're trying to make it seem I had something to do with Carla's murder." "Did you have something to do with Carla's murder?" "I want you to leave." "Both of you." "Now." "That's not a very Christian attitude, Mr. Gill." "The autopsy suggests the diazepam was given orally and then they were injected with morphine." "He calmed them and then he killed them." " So, what do we got, serial killer?" " Well, it's a little early to tell, but driving them both back to their homes in their cars suggests post-mortem staging." "Colby likes the boyfriend for it." "Yeah?" "And why is that?" "Guy claims him and Carla Daniels agreed not to have sex." "And in Granger's mind, that immediately makes him a suspect." "Yup." "That and this." "Turns out Mr. Gill called Carla Daniels the night she was killed." "Told us he hadn't spoken to her in weeks." "And he's got a client that works less than two blocks away from the store where the first victim worked." "And, yeah." "No guy agrees not to have sex." "Thomas Gill, FBI." " Open up." " Who is it?" "FBI." "We have a warrant to search your apartment." "What is this?" " I'll take the back." " I got the computer." "What did I do?" "You lied, Thomas." "We happen to know you called Carla the night she disappeared." "Guys." "Take a look." "O ye of little faith." "I didn't remember making the call." " Forty-five-minute conversation?" " Look, I would never hurt Carla." "So all this and you two never..." "No." "Listen, I told you..." " It had nothing to do with her." " Well, it was your stuff, Thomas." "I mean, all those nights that she sent you home..." "Look, it wasn't fair." "Yeah, I'm sure." "I loved her." "But she said no." "Told me I wasn't the one." " Yeah?" " I just  wanted her to understand, you know." "That's why I screamed at her." "God, I'm so sorry." "Hey, look, you got a chance to make it right." "Make it right?" " What are you talking about?" " You screamed and then what?" "What happened?" "Nothing." "Nothing happened." "This was on the phone." " I screamed at her on the telephone." " Right." "Then you went there" " and you killed her." " No." "I swear to God, I didn't." "I didn't remember making the call." "Hi." ""Mom, Dad, robbery, pancakes."" "Charlie, what is this?" "I'm analysing a dream I had." "You're applying math to your dream?" "Activation synthesis theory." "When we sleep, our brain continues to receive signals, but because we're unconscious, it tries to structure our thoughts into some sort of association." "Why is this dream so important?" "It's the first dream I had about my mom since she died." "You know, they did a study at Harvard about people who weren't very good at unscrambling anagrams, who were wakened during REM sleep and were actually able to do a much better job." "Maybe in a dream, you just let go." "Harvard, huh?" "Call about that job yet?" "No." "It's not easy figuring things out, is it?" "Speaking of figuring things out, how is Don's case?" "I don't have enough information." "These women lived alone and their families lived out of state." "Well, what about where they worked?" "I mean, if they're anything like us, those are probably the people who knew them best." "Right?" "It turns out Gill was telling the truth." "He's got a solid alibi for the night Lisa Clark was murdered." "So he's not our guy?" "Doesn't look like it." "Lisa Clark was 23 years old." "She just graduated college." "She left work to meet some friends and never made it." "Bet she never thought something like could happen to her." "Unfortunately, there are people out there who don't give a damn whether you thought about it or not." "And Carla Daniels." "Told her boss she wasn't feeling well." "Went home, put on a sexy little T-shirt and skirt." "Well, obviously she was feeling better." "And I called her sisters in Missouri, she talked to them everyday." "Except this day." "So whoever this was, she was keeping him a secret." "What's up?" "See this area?" "Yeah, her shoes?" "They're on the wrong feet." "We've already checked for DNA." "I'm not looking for DNA." "Tell us exactly what it is you are looking for." "Her makeup was perfect but her shoes were on the wrong feet?" "I'm not buying it." "This guy made a mistake." "See that?" "Yeah." "What is it?" "It's makeup." "Only she wouldn't have put it on before putting her T-shirt on." "Right, because when she pulled it over her head..." "It would get makeup on the inside collar." "So this guy dressed her." "When she was already dead." "I just..." "I don't get it." "What kind of guy puts makeup on a dead girl?" "He's creating an image for himself." "All right, so elaborate on that." "Well, you take a dead girl, you dump her in a ditch, you're saying, "Look at what a badass I am."" "You dress one up, you take her home, you're saying, "Look at what a nice person I am."" "It's almost like he's on a date." "Remind me not to set you up with any of my friends." "There's no struggle, no bruises, no marks." "Either he has a weapon he didn't use..." "Or he already knows them." " Right." " That's what Gill wouldn't tell you." "That Carla Daniels was seeing someone else." " All right..." " Hey, guys." "L.A.P.D. just found another girl." "Mr. and Mrs. Ruerer, the other couple that live here." "This isn't her home?" "Never seen her before." "What do you think of a copycat maybe?" "What do you mean?" "We haven't given out any details." "So it's gotta be our guy?" "Why would he bring her here?" "Because that's what he does." "He brings them home." "Yeah, but this isn't her home." "Check out that makeup job." "It's nowhere as near as good, right?" "All right, so best guess?" "He's just going on instinct." "The other two murders were weeks apart, well planned out." "He could have just picked her up and took his chances." "Which means he won't stop until we stop him." "Okay, now, this is interesting." " Did you find something?" " Yeah." "A three-bedroom in West Covina." "Small yard and this thing is seven figures?" "Larry, let's just please try to focus." "But, Charles, we have..." "We have examined every aspect of this woman's life." "So, what, you're giving up?" "No." "I'm just not sure that more data is all that's required here." " Hi, all." " Hi." " Hi." " Did you find anything?" "Yeah." "Apparently she had a really annoying chair." "Also she gets a lot of phone calls:" "22 messages in her voicemail." "Fourteen of which I've returned." "We're returning phone calls?" "Well, yeah." "Don said that would be okay." "Well, Charlie wanted to hear their voices." "Inflections." "To determine the level of intimacy." "The greater the familiarity, the higher the value in my directed network flow." "Yeah, I was trying to explain to Charles the basic flaw in his methodology..." "Flaw?" "In my methodology?" "Charles, we've been exploring the universe of this woman's life with no notion of significance." "Larry's right, Charlie." "In the hunt for a supernova, even astrophysicists apply" " some limit on their search." " Right." "Case in point." "The Katzman Automatic Imaging Telescope, takes no more than 100 photographs an hour." "And if I was hunting supernovae, then, yes, a time limitation would make sense, but in this case, we have no idea when this woman met her attacker." "No, actually we do." "Her ex told Don she had just met someone." "Someone she didn't tell anyone about." "Okay, so we limit the assignment of edge capacities, the times that she could have moved along these paths to the last three weeks." "Isn't that a little on the haphazard?" "Well, haphazard may be exactly what we're looking for." "How so?" "That vacuum." "That vacuum works on cyclonic technology." "Constant suction is maintained by mini tornadoes in a series of tubes that separate the dirt from air using centrifugal force." "But if you wanted to determine the path of an actual tornado, you would focus on the landscape and lower atmosphere." "See, its path is determined by a variety of factors:" "Weather conditions, elevation and presence of any structures or bodies of water." "It's called Kernel Density Estimation." "And what you do is you divide the landscape and lower atmosphere into squares or bins, and the more you learn about each one, the more accurate your prediction's gonna be." "So when the tornado veers off its path, you know something's missing." "Right, so we don't need to know every detail of this woman's life." "We just need to find that spot where the flow changed course." "So Charlie was right." "There was a change in Carla's routine." "She hurt herself snowboarding a month ago, stopped going to her regular gym and started going to Pilates." " To rehab." " Yeah, and there was a message at her office the day she disappeared, there was a cancellation at the Pilate's studio." "Which is why she left work early." "And where her life veered off course." "I had a cancellation, so I had the office try Carla." " She'd been trying to see me all week." " She was here then?" "Forty-five-minute reformer session." "All right, which means she left about an hour later?" " Did she say where she was going?" " Actually, she didn't leave right away." "What do you mean?" "Well, I was with my next client and Carla got into a conversation." " With your client?" " With her son." "He usually hangs out till she's through." " She had a hip replacement." " What's the son's name?" "I'm not sure." "But the client's name is Charlotte Yates." "Thank you." "Yates." "What's up?" "Those parking tickets we ran down on the second victim?" "Yeah, the ones without the residential sticker." "Yeah." "Charlotte Yates." "One of the names on the vehicle registration." "You let Charlie buy the house, huh?" " Margaret?" " Relax." "You're just having a dream." "I see you restored the shelving." "Oh, yes." "And for the record," "I didn't realise Charlie was the one who bought the house from me." "You really think that's best, living in this house?" "Well, Charlie is a grown man." "I have no control of where he decides to live." "I meant you." "Well, it's..." "Comfortable?" "I worry about you not moving on." "You know, taking chances again." "I'm doing all right." "The caterer?" "It's not serious." "Charlie says you told him he has a question he wants to ask you?" "Well, we always knew it was coming." "We did the best we could with them." " Right?" " They are both very fine men." "Yeah." "Yeah, they are." "You'll give Don my love." "Yes." "Always." "I just want you all to be happy." "Then you shouldn't have died." "Oh, she seemed like a very sweet girl." "So you knew her, then?" "On occasion, our appointments overlapped." "Is this your son, Mrs. Yates?" "Yes." "He's a handsome boy." "Chandler is almost 40 years old." " Is he here?" " No." "Chandler does not live at home." "No?" "Where does he live?" "At the beach house." " Why?" " Do you own a Lexus, Mrs. Yates?" "It's registered in my name, but that's Chandler's car." "By any chance, did you ever give Carla a ride home?" "Ride home?" "I barely know her." "Plus, I don't drive." "You've lived in Los Angeles all your life and you don't drive?" "My husband drove me around." "Now Chandler takes me wherever I need to go." "Besides, I'm on medication." " Oh, yeah?" " Since my hip surgery," "I find it difficult to get comfortable." " I even take a Valium to go to sleep." " Diazepam." "Morphine was knocking me for a loop." "Is this you, Mrs. Yates?" "I did a little modelling when I was younger." " Do you know where your son is now?" " No." "We don't see that much of each other anymore." "I'm afraid that we had..." "A falling-out." "And what was that about?" "Chandler's trust fund." "What else?" "A certain amount was to be transferred to him on his birthday." "I didn't feel he was ready." "And all that gallivanting around..." "Naturally he was upset." "I told him the same thing I told his father:" "The spigot doesn't stay turned on forever." "When was that exactly?" "Six weeks ago." " What the?" " Come here." " What the?" " Where's Chandler?" " He's not here." " When's the last time you saw him?" "This morning." "What's going on?" " You live here?" " With Chandler." "Why?" " Where's he at?" " He went surfing." "When's he supposed to be back?" "I don't know." "He might have stopped for a drink." "Yeah?" "Where would that be?" "John's." "It's on Tremont." " I'll call it in." " Stay with her." "David, how are you doing?" "You clear?" " No sign of him, Don." " Come on out front." "We're clear here." "Hold on." "We found something I think you should take a look at." "All right." "I'm on my way." "What's in there?" "I can't really see, but something seems weird." "I mean, there could be girls in there, right?" "Lights, camera, action." "She's fast asleep." "The girl's not sleeping." " She's unconscious." " Yeah." "Drugged, huh?" "Now she's ready to do anything I say." "Anything I want." "How many women do you think he did this to?" "Wanna see?" "What I want to see is you fry." "It was a fairly typical crowd?" "Yeah, mostly college kids." "Well, this guy's not in college." "He's in his 40s." "Oh, Chandler." "Yeah, I've seen him." " Oh, yeah?" "When was that?" " A couple of hours ago." " You should talk to Lyndsey." " Who's Lyndsey?" "Lyndsey Fuller, she's our waitress." "She was pretty friendly with him." "All right, thanks." "Hey, you Lyndsey?" " Yeah." " How are you?" "I'm Don Eppes, FBI." "Apparently, you know Chandler Yates?" " Yeah." "So?" " So we're trying to locate him." "Why?" "What's he done?" "Well, he was just here?" "A while ago." "What's this all about?" "Well, some women have made some allegations against him." "Allegations?" "Against Chandler?" "That's ridiculous." "We didn't even tell you what they are, Lyndsey." "All I'm saying is Chandler's a nice guy." "So whatever these girls are saying there's more to it." " You have any idea where he is?" " No." " No?" " I gotta get back to work, okay?" "There she is." "Oh, yeah." "This is so sweet." "It's 2 a.m." "and I got a little present just waiting for me." "Wendy doesn't like me to do certain things." "But what Wendy doesn't know, won't hurt her." "And this is Chandler's girlfriend from the beach house?" "Yeah." "It seems like he's done this to about a dozen different women." "Only none of these DVDs have our any of our victims on them." "That's because I think this is different." " Really?" "What do you mean?" " I don't think he killed these girls." "I don't think they know anything happened to them." "What makes you think that?" "I think the killings started with our first victim, Lisa Clark." "She disappeared 10 days after the mother cut him off." "Yeah, and you think that triggered him?" "Well, Yates needed the money to lure young women." "Money he gets from giving his mom sponge baths, until she pulls the plug." " And that drives him to kill?" " But without Mom's money, his access to the women is gone." "Oh, right." "So in other words, Mom cut it off." "Dr. Fleinhardt." "How goes it with Don's storm chasing?" "I was right." "There was a change in Carla Daniels' routine." "A snowboarding injury." "What, are you examining parabolic arcs and classic projectile motion?" "Actually just practising for the Physics Department food fight." "You know, in any event, Charles," "I've rarely known your instincts to be wrong about such matters." "Yeah, well, figuring out other people's problems doesn't seem difficult." "Are you referring to your dream?" "Math isn't working." "And without it, you're lost." "Have you ever stopped to ask yourself, how do you feel about your dream?" "Mathematics aside." "Besides math?" "I guess in the moment that my Dad was shot, all I remember feeling is alone." "What about with your mother?" "It's funny." "I kept wondering why she made pancakes." "You mentioned she always used to make them." "Yeah, but I never liked pancakes." " You never told her?" " Don liked them." "I just kept pretending to like them too." "You know, numbers may be abstract, Charles." "But nevertheless, they are objective descriptions of the world around us." "But dreams?" "Dreams can only be discernible to the dreamer." "Hey." "So the bartender said he was just there." "Yeah." "The girlfriend tipped him off." "We freeze his bank accounts and credit cards." "How far can he get?" "We do that and we're gonna paint this guy into a corner." "How do you mean?" "If we're not careful, we can turn him into a spree killer." " A spree killer?" " Yeah." "A serial killer hopes to get away with it." "A spree killer doesn't care." "All right, look, where does the guy go for help?" " His mother." " Okay." "So you two go see her." "Get a warrant on her phone." "I'll keep an eye on the bar, maybe he'll show up." "We'll talk later." "I told you." " We are not speaking." " You do understand that your son's little killing spree is gonna cost you, right?" "What are you talking about?" "His victims, Mrs. Yates, and their bereaved families." "They're all gonna want to hold someone accountable." "For whatever Chandler has done, I'm obviously very sorry." "But how is it any of my responsibility?" "It's not yet, but we know he called you." "And if another woman is harmed..." "He's not going to ruin me." "Not like his father did." "The man never worked a day in his life either." "He needs money." " How are you gonna get it to him?" " He knows you're looking for him." "How?" "I'm supposed to meet him in the park in a little while." "I'm supposed to come alone." "David, you all set?" "If he comes this way, I've got him." "Colby?" "Yeah, I'm all set." "All right." "He's 20 minutes late." "Wait, hold on a second." "I see somebody walking towards her." "I got him." "David, you see him?" "Yeah, I've got him." "Okay, he's talking to Mom." "He's trying to get the money." "Three-six-nine-five to Control." "Three-six-nine-five, go." "Yeah, patch me through to my team, will you?" "Three-six-nine-five, stand by." "Three-six-nine-five, your team is in active pursuit and is unable to respond." "All right, copy that." "Look, show me at 355 Parker Street." "Roger that?" "Roger that, three-six-nine-five." "I'm showing that as the residence of Lyndsey Fuller." "Copy that." "He just took the money." "All right, let him exit the park, get him away from all the people." "I'm on him." "He's moving toward the parking lot." "He's headed for the Lexus." "Okay, all positions move in, grab him before he gets to the car." "Yates." "FBI." "Stop." "Yates, stop right there or I will shoot." "Back out of the car and turn around very slowly." "Put your hands in the air." "Three-six-nine-five to Control." "Three-six-nine-five, go." "Request backup." "Assault in progress." "I want my team and L.A.P.D. rolling code three." "ASAP." "Three-six-nine-five, copy." "Assault in progress." "355 Parker Street." "Units rolling, code three." "I'm with the FBI." " You okay?" " He's here." " He's in the house." " He is?" "Yates." "Yates." "Yates." "Yates." "Yates, this is the FBI here." "Yates." "Agent down." "I need a medic." "I used to come out here to think." "I can see you do the same thing." "The house gets cluttered." "Dad says there's no room." "Your father's one to talk." "He used to fill that dining room with his blueprints." "You are a lot like him, you know that?" "Am I?" "You're both so certain about yourselves, about what you expected from your lives." "But not you and Don." "Your brother and I were just never as sure about ourselves." "I know what I want to ask you." "What is it, Charlie?" "Do you regret it?" "Regret what, sweetie?" "Having to take care of me." "Spending those years at Princeton away from Dad, away from Don?" "Your father and I tried to give you and your brother what you both needed." "At the time, you needed your mother." "How could I regret that choice?" "But Don needed you too." "Don is a wonderful man, Charlie." "Whatever mistakes I've made, he's grown stronger for them." "And he's done it with your help." "I miss you." "Hey." "I didn't know you were here." "I guess I dozed off back there." "You've got the good life, huh?" "What are you up to?" "Just my statement." "You're going to be okay though, right?" "Yeah." "What's up?" "I don't want you to think that..." "That you're alone." "What?" "Seems like you've always been left to take care of yourself." "Oh, Charlie." "Maybe that's why you are the way you are." "Yeah?" "How's that?" "Never allowed to be afraid." "Look, believe me, I get afraid all the time." "You never show it." "Well it doesn't mean it doesn't exist, you know?" "I mean, I've got a lot of people counting on me." "I just want you to know this is your home, here with me and Dad." "What, you don't think I come around enough?" "What's going on?" "What are you boys doing?" "It's just my statement for the shooting." "Shooting, huh?" "You have..." "Got a problem about it?" " I did shoot a man." " Yeah, because you had no choice." "You always have a choice." "Well, then, the trick is to learn how to live with the ones you make." "That would be the trick." "Want me to take a look?" "Your old man still has a few good ideas left." " All right, fine." " Charlie." "You know, I can..." "You know, I can..." "I can compute bullet trajectories based on the layout of the house." "All right." "Where's the ballistics report?" "Oh, here it is." "Okay, let's see what you got here."