"Can we have a manager to the front, please?" "Manager to the front." "[Cellphone rings]" "This is Cameron." "Hello?" "[Rapid beeping]" "I'm looking for ice cream." "Uh, ice cream." "Um, end of the aisle." "It's time to kill." "Excuse me?" "Hey." "You free on Saturday, Hicks?" "You want to take a shift for Hector?" "Yeah, sure." "Time to kill, Hicks?" "Pull the trigger." "[Siren walls]" "Kill." "[Overlapping voices] Pull the trigger..." " Time to..." " Kill." "Hey, it's time." "[Voices continue]" "Yeah, man, a real rasta thing, you know." "Pull the trigger." "[Older woman's voice] It's time to kill." "[Manager's voice] Pull the trigger." "[Older woman's voice] It's time to kill." "[Rastafarian's voice] Pull the trigger." "[Manager's voice] Time to kill, Hicks?" "[Older woman's voice] It's time to kill." "[Manager's voice echoing] Pull the trigger." "[Older woman's voice] It's time to kill." "Pull the trigger." "[Car horn blares]" "[Continuous rapid beeping]" "[Ticking]" "[Manager's voice] Pull the trigger." "[Gunshot, shell casing clanks]" "He's inside." "Hello, Don." "Just come right in, please." "You eating' grass again?" "Oh, that's Asian pennywort." "It increases the blood flow and oxygen to the brain." "It's a quite a eye-opener." "Want a bite?" "I don't eat shrubs." "For you." "Well, this seems, uh, sticky." "No kidding." "People are asking questions to which answers are scarce." "Well, I understand," " but my group" " Has deniability, Rosen." "It doesn't technically exist." "So you do this for me and don't bust my balls." "So refreshingly candid, Don." "[Blender whirring]" "What the hell are you wearing?" "[Blender stops]" "I try to swim two miles each day." "Look, this is important." "Lives are at stake." "Um..." "That's not exact coffee." "It's a kind of ayurvedic roasted barley grain." "You're welcome to it, but, uh..." "Right away, Lee." "And get a new doorbell." "[Siren whoops]" "[Rock music]" "Sign right here, ma'am." "You're lucky I didn't take you in for reckless driving." "And I really appreciate it." "Can you do me a favor and... take your glasses off?" "Take this ticket and eat it." "[Echoing] There you go." "The carbon, too." "Are you single or..." "Have a nice day, officer." "I spoke to Donna." "Have you seen my keys?" "Uh, check the front cupboard." "She and Jerry want us to come to the shore this weekend." "Yeah, but they're not over there." "They say they've been trying to get in touch with you." "I know." "Um, they're not here." "It's just gonna be more awkward after the hearing when you're back on the job." "I know." "Please, can you focus with me?" " Help me find my keys." " Phil." "Phil?" "Stop." "Just stop." "Eye contact." "[Deep breath]" "Deep breath." "Have you checked your other jacket?" "I checked my jacket." "Your other jacket." "Right." "What do you know?" "This is why I married you." "[Laughs]" "[Groans]" "You okay?" "I love you." "I feel sorry for you, woman." "[Laughs]" "Hey, hey." "Thank you." "Love you." "You, too." "Say hi to Dr. Rosen." "[Sighs]" "[Grunts]" "[Grunting]" "[Tires squealing]" "You got a problem?" "[Background chatter]" " Hey, Sam." " Rachel, where's your mother?" "She'll be down in a second." "Sam, can you hem this for me, just an inch, please?" "Any shorter, it's a miniskirt." "It still covers my knees, papa." "Don't start." "And don't wait up, okay?" "I gonna be working late again, okay?" " Again?" " Again." "What else is new?" "Don't worry." "Be careful." "She's 24?" "Breaking her mother's heart." "Where is your daughter at this point, two sons?" "Three sons." "[Muffled] Three sons." "[Metal scrapes]" "[Needle jackhammers] [Steam hisses]" "I don't even think she's looking for a husband." "Not that she'd get one with her condition." "[Steam hissing]" "[Noise returns to normal level]" "You almost ready, Gary?" "Gary?" "You want your cereal, the other one?" "[Overlapping voices, electronic static]" "Here, you like this one." "Mm-hmm, mm-hmm." "Omega three." "Omega." "Two fluid ounces." "Mmm." "[Electronic noises]" "[Overlapping voices]" "Gary, stop watching the TV..." "Or whatever." "Ha!" "Poof." "It disappeared." "They're almost here." "[Car horn honks]" " Hey." " Good morning." " Hey, Gary." " Hey." "Hey, cool jacket." " It's new." " Yeah." "Touch it." "This is good for him, Sandra." "Human interaction and normal activity." "It's all good." "Now you're just trying to make me feel better." "Well, you should feel better." "You deserve to." "Well, at least I can get to the salon now." "Really hates that place." " I can drive." " No, he can't." "He can't drive." "You know, I think your hair looks lovely just the way it is." "Thank you." "Have a good day." " Bye." " Bye." "Bye." "Thanks, Gary." "You should have made this coffee stronger." "Well, you could make it yourself next time." "I'm putting my lunch in the refrigerator." " Hi, Gary." " Okay." "Good morning." "My mother doesn't want me to eat fast food, so I have to eat what she makes me." "You got it." "And that's why my name is on it." "Don't eat what's inside my bag." "So what you're saying is I can eat your sandwich, right?" "No, don't!" "That's why my name is on it." "I changed my name to Gary, too." " Bill." " I'm joking." "It's a joke." "Conference room, two minutes, you guys." "You're not funny." "You don't get it." "You don't get it." "I don't get it?" "If nobody laughs, it's not funny." "Good morning, Nina, Bill." "Good morning, sir." "Uh, my apologies for, uh, starting the morning so abruptly, but, uh, we have an urgent matter." "Rachel, over here, please." "Now, what we're going to see is, uh, security footage from a camera in interrogation room three at police headquarters in Manhattan." "You ready?" "Uh, yes." "This information you acquired, the encryptions were considered unbreakable." "Maybe it just came to me, like the notes of a song." "Now, watch this." "This is where it gets interesting." "That's very funny." "Uh, Mr. Keeler, tell us more..." "Oh, I'm sorry." "Oh, one moment." "It must be this, uh..." "It's not the laptop." "If I fix it, I can get to drive the car." "Uh, we'll see." "[Overlapping comments]" "You know what, Dr. Rosen, how about you just explain it to us then?" "Of course." "Um..." "NYPD brought in, uh, a suspect involved in blackmail, extortion, certain activities that, uh, caught the attention of our generous patron, Don Wilson." "It just comes to me, like the notes of a song." "That's funny." "Mr. Keeler, could you, uh, tell us more about the method you describe?" "I've already told you enough." "[Thwack]" "The prisoner was killed instantly." "I don't see a gun." "Oh, you fixed it, wonderful." "It was the VGA display port." "Ah, thank you, Gary." "So Wilson was in the room, right?" "What's his take?" "He stumped." "Uh, the room was sealed, a sing door and no windows, and no gun was found." "So maybe someone manipulated the footage." "No, all tampering was ruled out." "No, this is a..." "This is a classic locked room mystery." "Hate those." "So we need real eyes on the scene, right?" " So ideally a CSI unit or..." " Real eyes." "A forensics team from Quantico." "Well, Wilson wants it done quietly, so..." "So we're on our own again." "Yeah." "Uh, I appreciate your patience, Bill." "I'm on it." "I fixed the TV, Dr. Rosen." "I fixed the TV." "I'm the driver." "Absolutely not." "[Background chatter]" "Shoot." "Does anybody have any change for the meter?" " Change?" " Nina?" "Yeah, I don't carry change, but any of you have a credit card?" "Yeah." "They take credit cards." "Hey, guys, here, take some change." "I'm gonna see what's going on." "Nina, can you get inside the room?" "Stupid question." "I don't even think" "I'd know how to walk in those." "I got a closet full of these." " I'll hook you up." " Hook me up." "You want some, uh, stilettos, Gary?" "Yeah, hook me up." "Do you mind if we take a quick peek?" "Who are you with exactly?" "We can't-- we can't tell you, but we can do things that we're not supposed to talk about..." " Gary." " That's why we can solve this." "It's also why you need to stop bugging us" "Gary, that's enough." "Have to let us do what we need to do." " That's enough." " Shh!" "Shouldn't be a problem." "Excuse me?" "The problem is all the water you drank." "You have to go so badly, it must be hard for you to stand there." "[Echoing] You really have to go." "I really gotta go." "Take your time." "You did it to her, didn't you?" "Dr. Rosen says that we're not supposed to use our skills..." " Hey, Gary, chill." " Unless it's an emergency." "Chill." "We got five minutes, tops." "I'm just telling you what Dr. Rosen said." "Gary, please..." "Just look for clues." "[Gary speaking, muffled]" "Hey, what do ya got?" "She can't hear you." "She's doing a visual." "[Quietly] All right, so I got details on the slug." "She can't hear you." "You don't need to whisper." "Right." "It's a .30 caliber." "That's from a rifle." "How does someone sneak a rifle in a room like this?" "That's a good question." "Does anybody know where this vent goes?" "Well, this is very dramatic." "Can't wait to hear what you've got to tell me, hmm?" "Um, the shooter was here, Dr. Rosen, facing east towards police headquarters." "Come here, I'll show you, here." "Gary, over here." "The shooter, he lined up his shot, aiming at a vent on the western face of the building." "That's exactly what I said." "She can read The New York Times from ten blocks away." "Let her roll." "He fired a single bullet." "[Gunshot] The bullet entered the building at a 30-degree angle." "It traveled through an air shaft and then collided with an interior vent at the interrogation room and ricocheted right into the victim." "Oh, I'm sorry, you forgot the part about the bird that farted in New Jersey." "I thought that that was funny." " That's funny, a bird fart." " Someone has a sense of humor." "Well, I like it." "But is there any evidence to corroborate this elegant hypothesis?" "Uh, what about this for evidence?" "Hey, whatever that is, leave it alone." "I'll be damned." "It's a .30 caliber." "Good work." "[Camera lens clicking]" "The clinical term for it is hyperkinesis." "It's a rare condition, like someone who has perfect pitch." "Extraordinary balance, perfect aim, and perfect synchrony between thought and action." "Like a Peyton Manning with a gun?" "Yes." "Hyperkinetics often show an impressive but sporadic aptitude for sports." "And not just riflery, or hunting..." "Table tennis, figure skating?" "Bowling, archery, ping-pong." "Oh!" "Ping-pong is table tennis." "Rachel, um, did you get a peek at that bullet casing?" "Softball, volleyball," " football." " Uh..." "There wasn't a print, but I'm gonna take a closer look." "Football, British golf, miniature golf." " Does he ever stop?" " Hey, you shut up." "Gary, what did we talk about?" "He started it." "And how do we end it?" "I stop." "So, um, basically, we're looking for an athlete?" "Yes." "And, relatedly, someone who might have a predilection to over-stimulus, uh, self-medication." "Join the club." "Possible addiction, even a criminal record." "So we got a athlete, drug addict, sniper, which means some sort of military training." "Starting to look like real a criminal profile, which would mean this is almost like a professional investigation." "Whatever, Bill." "[Laughs]" " I'm gonna go" " Whatever, Bill." "Whatever, Bill." "Okay." " Thank you." " Okay." "Gary?" "I have a bad attitude." "[David Bowie's The Jean Genie playing]" "♪ ♪" "♪ Small jean genie snuck off to the city ♪" "♪ strung out on lasers ♪" "♪ and slash-back blazers ♪" "♪ and ate all your razors ♪" "♪ while pulling the waiters ♪" "♪ talking 'bout Monroe ♪" "♪ and walking on snow white ♪" "♪ New York's a-go-go ♪" "♪ and everything tastes nice ♪" "♪ poor little greenie ♪" "♪ whoo-hoo ♪" "♪ get back home ♪" "Hey, how you doing?" "I haven't talked to you in a long time." "[Channel-changing static, overlapping voices]" "♪ He screams and he bawls ♪" "♪ yeah, jean genie ♪" "♪ let yourself go ♪" "♪ ♪" "[Background chatter]" "♪ Sits like a man ♪" "♪ but he smiles like a reptile ♪" "♪ says he's beautician ♪" "♪ and sells you nutrition ♪" "Make this quick." "Oh, look at this." "Japanese import, Children of the Revolution." "Hard to believe Marc Bolan started his career in a skiffle band." "What do you want?" "I want to know what you've gotten us into." "You know what you need to know." "No, I'm afraid I don't, and I'm not gonna move forward until I do." "You jump when-- [Cell phone rings]" "So hostile." "You weren't breast fed, we're you?" "Yeah, yeah, yeah." "Whatever you say." "You think I'd put these people in danger on your word alone, don?" "Think again." "So some answers, please." "Okay." "Red Flag." "The Alpha group?" "The extremists?" "You call them extremists." "I call them criminals, terrorists." "But I thought we shut them down." "Yeah, we did, but they're back, and now they're expanding from networking Alphas into human trafficking, drugs..." "And murder." "You saw the tape." "Red Flag put a bullet in our only witness." "Now you know what I know." "Can I, uh..." "Uh, scout's honor?" "On my mother's grave." "How long has he been back on active?" "Persky?" "Couple a weeks, I think." "Well, he looks fine to me." "Two surgeries I heard." "Do you mind?" "Do I mind what?" "Well, technically," "I'm not supposed to share it out of department." "This is a joint op." "I still do have my badge, right?" "Not if it was up to Persky." "Yeah, well, forget him." "How many of these damn things did you pull?" "You wanted vets with PTSD and a list of priors." "It's not a short list." "What do you do, Bill?" "One week you come in, you ask for a file on a hundred- year-old Russian chess master." "Now it's military snipers with a history of going nuts." "What is it?" "I'm rehearsing for Jeopardy!" "[Camera lens clicking]" "Any luck with those files?" "Oh, yeah." "Thank you." "Don't forget who hooked you up." "Mmm." "This looks delicious." "Mmm!" "This is really good." "Thank you." "Well..." "Rachel, where are we?" "Anything yet?" "Um, well, we didn't actually get a fingerprint off the bullet casing, but I did manage to pull some biological residue." "Um, traces of, uh, citrus rind, nicotine, pharmaceuticals, and..." "Um..." "Is there something bothering you, Rachel?" "It's nothing." "It's nothing really." "No?" "Oh." "Well, indulge me, hmm?" "Please." "It's Bill." "He's--he's messy, and he's rude, and he just" "He takes things without asking and" "Yes, I-- No, I understand." "Bill has some boundary issues." " Some?" " Well, we're working on them." "You know, the best thing for him is, uh..." "And for you, is to confront him and tell him how you feel, what you need, and..." "No." "I'm--just I--I'm..." "I can't." "I'm sorry." " Yes, you can." " No." "You did just now with me." "That wasn't so difficult, was it?" "Yes, it was--it was" " It wasn't so hard." " Good, so you'll tell him." "Now, you were saying, uh, residue, citrus rind and nicotine." "Oh, yes." "An enzyme found only in Caucasians of Northern European ancestry." "So our assassin is, what, a jittery orange-eater from Norway?" "Uh, anyway, that winnowed our search down from 10,000 to less than 300 suspects, which I then cross-referenced with Harken's list from the FBI, and that left us with 40 potential shooters." "Gary's checking their names for a match." "That's..." "That's great work." "Thank you." "That's gonna make our job a whole lot easier." "You guys need to see this." "One more, son!" "[Crowd clapping and cheering]" "Let's go." "Two more strikes!" "Strike him out!" "Yeah!" "Whoo!" "That's two strikes!" "Oh, no." "Come on, come on, come on!" "You got him, you got him!" "[Wild cheers and applause]" "[Video rewinding]" "Come on, come on, come on!" "You got him, you got him!" "[Wild cheers and applause]" "Yes, that's him." "That's Hicks, number seven." "You sure we got the right guy?" "Is that him?" "Absolutely." "Cameron Hicks." "He's the highest-rated marksman in the history of the corps." "Never fired a shot in combat, but his testing is off the charts." "Something's wrong here." "A deadly assassin working in a grocery store?" "Have a nice day." "A hot deadly assassin, but..." "Why would he?" "You're an absolute mess, woman." " Have you no shame?" " What?" "I like the blue collar look." " I know you do." " And the bad boy thing." "I'm sure." " Please, you're just grumpy." " No, I'm not." "Yes, you're grumpy, you should mellow." " You're hung over." " You always drink." "I had one beer and two tequila shots." "Which is like breakfast for me." "You drank beer for breakfast?" "I like cereal." "I have a special mixture." "Hey, Hicks." "What are you doing here?" "You walked out in the middle of last shift." "You never came back, you never called." "Uh, no, I, uh..." "Look, I just, um..." " I stepped out for a minute." " Are you on drugs, my man?" "No." "I'm sorry." "Company policy." "Oh, come on, look, you don't have to do this." "I got no choice." "Here he comes." "There." "There he is." "He's walking south." "Okay, Gar." "He--his apartment is five blocks south from here." "No, his apartment." " Rachel's at his apartment." " Yes!" " I told her, in and out." " She needed a little longer." "Guys, in the field, when I give you orders, you take them." "They're my orders." "Rachel, out now." "Rachel, copy." "Get out." "Rachel, out of there now." "Rachel." "Rachel!" " She's not listening." " Copy." "What about her cell phone?" " Rachel!" " She's not listening." "Amateur hour!" "[Cell phone rings]" "[Ringing fades away, muffles]" "There he is." "Keep trying her." "I'm going in." "I'm on it." "Hey, you guys, I found something." "Get out of there." " What?" " Rachel, he's coming!" " Get out of there!" " Hey!" "What the hell are you doing?" "Whoa!" "Whoa, whoa, whoa!" " FBI!" " Hold it!" "On...the ground now!" " Okay, okay!" " Now!" "Yeah, come here!" "Come here!" "What the hell'd you do to my car?" "Careful, Gar, okay?" "[Harken groaning]" "You've been going for five minutes." "You're spiking, okay?" "Rachel, what do you hear?" "[Tires screeching, horns honking]" "He's--he's running, uh, past a cafe, and--and there's a street musician in front." "Uh, there's a street musician." "Okay Gary, help us out." "Just left the park, heading into an alley three blocks north." "Okay, I'm on it." "No, you need to stay." "You need to stay put." "[Tires screech]" " Cameron, just stop." " Who are you?" "Wait." "I'm not gonna hurt you." "Why are you chasing me?" "Why are you running?" "[Panting]" "I don't know..." "It's okay." "Just calm down." "There you go." "You must be tired." "Exhausted, right?" "Yeah." "A little weak?" "Just go to sleep." "Everything will be all right." "[Distorted, echoing] Just go to sleep." "Just relax, Mr. Hicks." "Whoa, whoa, Dr. Rosen..." "What is this?" "A lesion." "It's not more than a week old." " Prepare 50 CCs." " Okay." "He shouldn't be here, Nina." "That is my point." "Something's off." "Of course something's off." "I whip out my cuffs, the perp ends up in FBI or police custody." "No, I mean, he had no idea why we were following him." "He's guilty, okay?" "He reminds me of the people I pushed." "He seemed confused, disoriented." "Yeah, it's called being a crackhead, okay?" "It's not as simple as all that." "Crystal meth maybe where you're from." " Bill!" " I don't know, drug addicts?" "Excuse me, excuse me." "Nina, confused-- What do you mean?" "I don't think he knew what he was doing." "You don't think he knew what he was doing?" "Bill, controlling the will of another mind is not a new trick." "Hypnotists, charismatics, religious leaders-- all of them manipulate the neural structure of the brain to get their desired results, not to mention our very own Nina here." "Now, normally it starts in the frontal lobe." "Nina's "pushing," for example, causes a microseizure in this region." "It's a temporary effect, which fades in minutes." "Not on me." "It doesn't work on me." "You're right, Gary, because the success of Nina's pushing is dependent on the plasticity of the subject brain, so it's not always effective." "What does this have to do" "What does this have to do with the shooter?" "This is the shooter's brain." "And here we have a mass of abnormal size." "My guess is that the induction in this case is long-lasting and far more substantial." "Right, so..." "What the hell does this mean?" "That's a very good question, Bill." "Don?" "Another donut shop." "Yeah, since they've opened," "I've had to add another 20 laps to my swim." "You know, half these places are just a front." "We need to talk about the shooter." "One on every corner." "More donuts than could possibly be consumed." "You know 40% of all small businesses are owned by foreign nationals?" "You know that's simply not true." "Well, it could be." "We don't know." "Tell me about the shooter." "He was brainwashed." "Why would you say something like that?" "Because it's true." "I ran an MRI." "He has an abnormal growth." "This isn't good." "Don, my team is at risk." "You ever heard of the ghost files?" "No, don't answer." "Of course not." " What ghost files?" " I never asked you that." "No, I'm asking you." " What?" " What?" "Why do I feel I'm in a Beckett play when I talk to you?" "I don't know who that is, okay?" "The murders: a patsy, innocent man on the street, a perpetrator we know next to nothing about, but people end up dead." "Lovely." "A man we sent in to infiltrate Red Flag last year died when a taxi swerved into him, killing them both." "Another one of our informants?" "Gutted by his cleaning lady, who then slit her own throat." "The only evidence linking these two killings?" "A bump in the brain." ""Not good" is a bit of an understatement." "Well, I'm sure you can handle it." "I mean, you're always telling me how special your people are, Rosen." "Yes, and you could have told me about this before." ""I swear on my mother's grave"?" "She was cremated." "Go get the ghost before he gets someone else." "[Elevator bell dings]" "[Knock at door]" "You're late." "Four minutes." "I got held up." "I couldn't get a positive I.D. on any of them." "Checked federal records, other sources." "Even DMV." "There's nothing there." "They've been scrubbed." "This will do." "I have one more thing to pass on." "Our superiors are worried, and they want to accelerate the schedule." "I told them I work on my own schedule." "I've planned this out with extreme precision." "Your arrival today has thrown everything off." "It was just four minutes." "I'll tell you what, it won't happen again." "No, it won't." "This time, you will follow my instructions exactly." "Follow the light, please." "And back." "Thank you." "[Handcuffs clank]" "Who are you?" "I am a doctor." "My name is Lee Rosen." "Can you tell me what day it is?" "I'm not telling you anything." "Look, this obviously isn't a hospital, so who exactly are you people?" "What's this?" "You can trust me, Mr. Hicks." "I'm trying to help you." "I'm giving you an injection of topirimate." "It interrupts messages from your basal ganglia, countering any effects of forced induction." "Yeah, but I am more interested in your blackouts." "You left work in the middle of the day?" "How do you know about that?" "What was the last thing you remember?" "Please, Mr. Hicks, this is very important." "What was the last thing you remember before you blacked out?" "My, uh..." "My phone rang, and, I don't know, there was a sound, like a tone or something." "And then?" "And then, uh..." "And then I don't know." "I guess it was the next day." "And anything else?" "Say, for example, aphasia?" "Excuse me?" "Difficulty reading, hearing wrong words." "How could you possibly know that?" "Mr. Hicks, please, in your own words, ll me what you experienced." "I, uh..." "I couldn't" "I couldn't understand what anyone was saying." "All the words, even the ones on the billboards, they just kept saying the same thing..." "[Overlapping voices] Time to kill, Hicks?" "Over and over again." "[Older woman's voice] Time to kill." "Time to kill." "Look, what's wrong with me?" " Uh, nothing." " Nothing?" "If nothing's wrong with me, why am I locked up?" "You killed a man, Mr. Hicks." "[Cash register beeps]" "Kill yourself." "Hey, what are you doin'?" "You don't think that stuff, man." "No, no, stop, stop." "That stuff's gonna kill ya!" "W-what are you doin'?" "You can't drink that stuff!" "Stop!" "[Gagging]" "So you're saying that I was brainwashed?" "Yes, uh..." "The aphasia is incidental." "It's a mere side effect of the location of the lesion." "Look, assuming I actually believe you, why would someone do this to me?" "Because you are an Alpha." "I'm a what?" "You have a, uh, neurological difference that confers some exceptional advantage." "But you are not alone." "Everyone on this unit is just like you, Cameron." "They are all Alphas." "No, I'm..." "I'm not an Alpha." "Well, disregard the term for the time being." "Surely you have wondered where your incredible gifts come from?" "Is it normal to pitch two perfect games in a row?" "Yeah, and not throw another strike until they boot my ass down to double-a ball?" "No, it's not normal, doc, but it sure as hell isn't a gift." "Well, your hyperkinesis, it's a delicate instrument, and when it falls out of tune, it crashes." "All Alpha skills come with a downside, Cameron." "[Scoffs] I'm sorry, okay?" " This whole thing is just..." " It's hard to believe." "Yeah, a little bit." "Would you do me a favor and buy me a soda?" "[Coins clinking]" "Seriously?" "Yes, here." "Please." "But, uh, do it, uh..." "Do it from here, hmm?" "Come on." "Look, I'm a good shot, but that's impossible." "Well, try." "[Coin clatters on floor] Okay?" "Again." "[Coin clatters] Look, this is stupid." "Our minds are capable of so much more than you think." "Again." "[Coin clangs in slot]" "No." "No." "[Coin clangs in slot]" "You focus on the moments when your remarkable skill fails you, but the potential is there clearly." "[Chuckles]" "[Coin clinks in slot]" "[Soda drops]" "What do you want from me?" "You didn't send your team out to hunt me down just to, uh, give me this little therapy session." "You have barely scratched the surface of what you are capable of." "Okay." "So, if this "Ghost" is actually involved, how do you track him?" "Well, all his former proxies are dead." "Mr. Hicks would not be alive if his work were complete, if this ghost was not planning on using him again." "So I answer the phone, then what?" "Oh, you just go out there and kill someone else." "Bill, please." "Sounds like a really good plan to me." "To answer your question, Mr. Hicks," "Gary is our transducer, which means that he can read a wide range of frequencies, including television, Wi-Fi, and cell phone transmissions..." "Except for Nokia." "It's a different protocol." "So when the call comes in," "Gary will trace the signal back to its source." "By scanning local antenna towers," "I can create a splash grid." "Oh." "I'm the Cold Charlie." "What?" "It's a way of flushing out snipers." "You put your helmet on the end of your rifle, stick it out there." "Sniper takes a shot." "You clock his position, you nail him." "The helmet on the end of the rifle, that's the Cold Charlie, and that's me, right?" "He catches on quick." "Well, I don't see that we have much choice." "You are aware, Mr. Hicks, that if the Gost is still out there, you are very much at risk." "All right." "Gary, you got a lock on his cell?" "Yes, I do." "I'm not gonna argue this point." "It's a process issue, Lee." "Okay?" "We're moving into a whole new line of work here." "You can't hire amateurs for this type of deal." "I understand your frustration, Bill." "They can't carry firearms, the equipment is" "Needs improvement, yes." "I'm actually jotting this down as we speak." "It's, uh..." "You know, it's very constructive." ""Constructive"?" "Yes, I hear your concerns, and I will address them." "You know what?" "You're using that shrink voice again." "What voice is that?" "If you keep doing that, I'm gonna hang up on you." "Are you anxious about is operation, or is it something else..." "[Phone beeps]" "Water okay?" "Sorry." "It's, uh, the strongest thing I got." "That's a cute kid." "Is that the ex?" "Yeah." "It's Patti, back when she used to put up with my crap." "Comes with the territory." "Yeah, Rosen gave me that speech." "Of course, the whole "downside" speech." "You spent more than five minutes with him, so why wouldn't he?" "Yeah?" "So, uh, what's yours?" "What's my what?" "What, no, uh..." "no downside for you?" "Well, I don't count toothpicks or cut myself, if that's what you're getting at." "No, but, um..." "I live rent-free in a penthouse in Soho." "I do what I want, take what I need, don't answer to anyone." "Except Rosen." "Yeah, I work for Rosen." "Yeah, so you answer to him." "It's a job." "Right, just, uh..." "Just punching the clock, huh?" "Look, if there's something you want to know, you just ask." "Look, I'm just saying." "Most people, if they could do what you do..." "Would what?" "But not you." "You work with Rosen, you're here helping me out." "Maybe I'm just a really nice person." "[Laughs]" "I don't know." "Are you?" "No." "[Both laugh]" "[Cell phone rings]" "What do I do?" "[Ringing]" "Answer it." "[Ringing]" "Hello?" "[Rapid beeping]" "Okay, so what do I do?" "Give him the topirimate." "You sure this'll work?" "Well, conceivably, one could also stimulate a primal emotional response to overwhelm the programming." "Okay, whoa, whoa, whoa." "Just, uh, back up, what?" "Just give him the shot." "Okay." "[Groans]" "[Panting]" "Okay, you're fine." "Uh, Gary?" "Any luck with the signal?" "I got it." "I'll get in the back." "[Overlapping voices, electronic static]" " How are we doing?" " Gary's tracking' it." "We're close." "It's there." "This is it." "It's here." "It's this." "Coming from the sixth floor." " You're sure?" " Yes." "Okay, we've got a midtown hotel location." "I'm gonna put the team in place, then move in." "Copy that?" "I-I'll be right there." " Nina, with me." " Yeah." "Rachel, I need you to stay here and make sure the car does not get towed." "Okay." "Gary, I need you to keep feeding me intel." "I need to know if he moves an inch." "Yes, intel." "How can I help?" "You can help by not killing anyone today." "The guy brainwashed me." "Harken, I can help." "You can take these off when it's over." "Rachel." "Let's go, Nina." "I'm going up to six." "Let me know when you get a room number." "Can you hear me?" "Uh-huh." "Yes." "Signal isn't moving." "I need a list of your current guests on the sixth floor?" "Uh, I don't know what that is, and I'm gonna need a search warrant." "Right." "Oh." "Look, here's my search warrant right...here." "Here..." "Here..." "This is a search warrant." "Yeah." "Let me get that information for you." "[Elevator bell dings]" "I need a room number, Nina." "Yeah, I'm workin' on it Bill." "Single guests, been here for longer than a week." "Okay, I'm trying." "Just give me one second." "[Elevator bell dings]" "[Whispering] I got a bellhop here." "I'm almost there, Bill." "Just keep your panties on." "Nina, I need the number." "Okay, room 613." "Room 613." "Room 613." "That's the room the bellman just went in." "I'm goin' in." "[Groans]" "Come on, Rachel, look, he's gonna need some help." "You gotta let me out." "Please." "I can't." "[Grunts]" "[Groans]" "Get down!" "[Gunshot]" "[Woman screams]" "[Gunshot]" "I lost him!" "West stairwell." "Rachel, come on, he's getting away!" "All right." "Get your guys to block all these exits." "Don't let anyone through." "Excuse me, what?" "Tell your guys to block these exits." "Come on, get these exits blocked." " Yeah, I need this, too." " Okay." "Hicks!" " I'm on him!" " Hicks!" "Hey!" "Come on, come on, come on." "Hicks?" "I got him!" " All right, get up." " [Groans]" "Nice and easy." "Nice and easy." "[Elevator bell dings]" "[Crowd exclaims, murmurs]" "Down, get down, get down!" " Ohh!" " Stop!" "I got him!" "[Patrons exclaiming]" "Stop!" "No!" "Oh, my God, he just jumped." "All right, copy that." "What happened?" "Where am I?" "It's over." "You okay?" "Yeah." "Thanks." "Yeah, any available for traffic control in midtown, gimme a 20." "[Background chatter]" "Has the victim been IDed yet?" "When we have more information, we'll let you know, ma'am." "[Police radio chatter]" "I don't know." "It doesn't make sense to me." "Why would he would jump?" "You okay?" "Yeah, just..." "Bad memories." "Right." "Mm." "Oh, look." "Look, here's the angle of the shot, just as you said." "Every single moment was planned." "Yeah." "Well, I've has several patients who have exhibited this kind of obsessive-compulsive behavior." "I would like to take this with us." "Gray suits." "Gray suit, dark coat." "Look at this." "Strange that someone with such a compulsive methodology would deviate from it." "Using Hicks a second time." "Yes." "Whoever he was after must have been extremely important." "You okay?" "I'll be fine." "Thanks." "You did good." "No, I made a mess of this thing." "I should have kept it more contained." "Yeah, I guess in that case, you blew it." "We're heading back to the office." "Rosen wants me to stay and spin the story, so you guys go ahead." "Leaving the part about the alphas and the brainwashing out?" "Good luck with that." "Tell me about it." "Did a good job, Hicks." "Thanks." "Nina, I need both of you in the van, okay?" "Sure." "I was just trying to make sure no one got hurt, and" "Oh, I understand, Bill." "Thank you." "I have no idea what you're asking me, but I don't know." "Okay?" "What are you lookin' at?" "It would've been nice to get some scans." "You think so?" "It also would be nice if I didn't have every department in the city asking for explanations I can't give." "Are you upset, Don?" "Home team won this one, didn't it?" "I can have two conflicting emotions at the same time, Rosen." "I'm complicated that way." "And don't think I've forgotten about your shooter." "I know how your mind works." "You do?" "We're coming for him." "Uh, we should talk about that." "We just did." "Uh, Don, he..." "He was a big help to us, and I think I can help him." "I don't care." "Go." "Something still does not make sense." "The Ghost chose proxies who were consistently average." "Housekeeper, taxicab driver, man on the street." "But this time, he chooses an Alpha." "Hicks is the only one who makes that shot." "Yes, and that's just it." "This plan is so complex and was executed perfectly." "It was bound to draw some attention." "Maybe he got sloppy." "[Laughs] No." "No, that is very unlikely." "So what happens to Hicks?" "Wilson sends him to the compound?" "Oh, I don't think so." "He's not a prisoner." "And Wilson sees the distinction?" "Well, there are rules, Nina." "Bill is right." "We simply can't keep him here." "You helped us." "The man shot a federal witness." "The situation is a bit more complicated." "Was it complicated with me?" "Nina, that was a long time ago, before any of this." "You can't compare the two." "I think I just did." "[Beeping]" "Who's Tyler?" "Wh- he's my kid." "He's a pitcher." "Gary, don't read my texts." "You still here?" "Yeah." "Rosen said he wanted to talk, so..." "Maybe you should come back tomorrow." "I mean, he could be a while." "You think?" "I'm taking Gary home." "I'll drop you off." "No, Dr. Rosen is driving me." "Change of plans." "We should go." "Yeah, sure." "[Car alarm chirps]" "[Laughs] Nice ride." "Thanks." "I borrowed it." "No." "No, no." "Gary, you okay?" "No, no." "No, it's back again." "Gary, what's back?" "It's back again." "The..." "The signal!" "Yellow and blue!" "The signal!" "The signal!" "Hang on do you see something?" "Gary, calm down." "It's the cell phone!" "The cell phone!" "What?" "The Ghost?" " Yes!" "Yes!" " Gary, are you sure?" "Yes, he's here!" "Gary, look at me." "Gary." "What direction?" "There." "He's over there." "Okay, okay, okay." "Hey, take care of him." "And warn Rosen!" "Gary, get in the car and lock the door, okay?" "I need the keys." "No, just get in the car!" "I'm serious!" "10 and 2 o'clock." "[Cell phone rings]" "[Ringing]" "Hello, Don." "I know what you're going to say" "Rosen, stop." "That's not what I called about." "We've got a big problem." "We got the wrong body." "Guy who jumped off the roof wasn't the ghost." "It was the damn bellhop." "Are you sure?" "I'm looking at him right now." "Which raises the question, who was the guy in the room, and where is he now?" "We had it all wrong." "The whole case was a setup from the very beginning." "Why else the miracle shot?" "Why choose an Alpha?" "We were supposed to find it." "Hicks was the Cold Charlie." "[Fabric tears]" "[Gasping]" "We thought we were using Hicks to draw out the ghost, but Red Flag was using him all along to identify their real target." "What real target?" "Come on, Don, who's done more to disrupt Red Flag's operations?" "Who's the biggest thorn in their side?" "Us!" "Okay, we don't have the Ghost." "Now the Ghost is after us." "How about your man in the room, did he see him?" "Rosen, what about Harken?" "Can he help us out?" "I'm afraid it's too late for that, Don." "[Screams]" "Be still!" "Hey!" "Let her go!" "Not a step closer, Mr. Hicks, or she dies." "Bill?" "Bill, try and hear me." "Bill, I am your friend." "I am your friend, Bill." "I know what you're thinking." "You're thinking you can make that shot without hitting her." " But I know you." " No, you don't know me." "I've researched you extensively." "Without my hand to guide you, you're helpless." "Every time the pressure's on, you fall apart." "I am your friend, Bill." "Bill." "Kill me." "Please, kill us all." "Stop!" "Bill?" "[Echoing] Look at me." "Listen to me." "Don't do it." "Don't kill him." "It's not working, Nina." "He's..." "He's too far gone." "Bill." "Bill, please." "You know who I am." "I am your friend." "Bill, please." "The only way you make that shot is if I tell you to." "Now, you let me go," "I let her go." "It's as easy as..." "[Gunshot, bullet ricochets]" "[Rachel gasping]" "Are you okay?" "Yeah." "Yeah." "Yeah." "[Panting]" "You're on the wrong side of this, Hicks." "What?" "You're on the wrong side of this." "There are still a few traces of anomalous activity in the prefrontal cortex, but it's substantially diminished." "The lesion seems to be dissolving." "And you, how are you?" "I'm gonna be okay." "The side effects shouldn't last more than a few days, but you have experienced significant trauma." "And in the coming weeks, you may find emotions welling up inside you, feelings of, uh, well, sadness and, of course, fatigue." "I'll keep that in mind, Oprah." "My door is always open, Bill." "Thanks, Dr. Rosen." "How are you?" "I heard you snuck one on me." "Glad to see yo back to normal." "You want a ride, H.?" "[Background chatter]" "[Bat clanks]" " Oh..." " Nice hit!" "[Distant clapping]" "He has your arm." "Ah, not quite." "Well, maybe with practice, hmm?" "Maybe." "Ah, it's hard being apart from them, isn't it?" "Yeah." "Yeah, but, I mean, I get it." "I drive her nuts." "Well, it's not entirely your fault, is it?" "Patti has no idea what you go through." "Something you want to tell me, doc?" "There is so much that I can do to help you, and there's much that you can do to help us." "Yeah, I know." "And, look, I appreciate it." "Really, I do, Dr. Rosen." "I know you got my back." "Well, I'm not asking..." "No, I know what you're asking." "Believe me, I get it." "But I worked for the government before." "Didn't really turn out." " Well, Cameron..." " The thing is, I just, uh..." "Just kind of always been better off on my own, you know?" " Of course." "I completely understand." " Thanks." "But you did murder a federal prisoner." "Wait." "I couldn't control that." "You--you of all people know that." "Yes, I know that, and you know that." "But there are other parties that might not be so understanding." "No, the best place for you now is with us, where I can protect you." "Come by tomorrow." "We'll get you situated." "You're back on the mound, Mr. Hicks."