Numb3rs S5E15 Script

Guilt Trip (2009)

WOMAN (over earpiece): Suspect approaching location.

Suspect entering building.

DAVID (over earpiece): Suspect plus two on the move.

ROBIN: Would you please identify that man?

DAVID: Damian Lake.

And is he in this courtroom right now?

Let the record show that the witness identified the defendant.

And then what happened?

Baby, there you are.

Where's our friend?

ROBIN: Why was the FBI surveilling Mr. Lake?

NIKKI: Damian Lake owns Consultants International, which operates a fleet of cargo planes suspected in the transfer of illegal weapons to elements in 16 countries, including Somalia, Iraq, and Afghanistan.

And why was the FBI at the Crown Prince Hotel that day?

We set up a meeting between Mr. Lake and an undercover agent.

Lake, I'm Jack Higgins.

Well, if we're not gonna deal, this hotel has an excellent spa, so it's a win for me either way.

Jack, heard you got your start supplying the IRA when the Libyan pipeline ran dry in '97.

Opportunity knocked.

Fortunately in this business, when one market dries up, there's always another.

Erica Daniels was an FBI informant.

She was also Damian Lake's girlfriend.

Why did she agree to work with the FBI?

COLBY: Her brother served two tours in Afghanistan.

And the idea that a weapon Lake sold to Al Qaeda might be used to kill him was intolerable to her.

And what was her role in the operation?

To present me as a buyer looking to purchase missile guidance chips.

LAKE: How'd you find me?

You don't look up fire-and-forget guidance systems in the Yellow Pages.

Viktor Tramasco.


It's a terrible thing what happened in Barranquilla.

COLBY: Fortunate thing about Viktor's death is it was quick.

FARC rebels would've tortured him.


Well, the other good thing is you don't have to pay Viktor's finder's fee.

Would've paid it.

Anti-tank missiles without guidance chips are pretty damn worthless.

The product is delivered.

LAKE: Plug-and-play trackers for your PGM148 Javelins.

He's no Vanna, but I'd like to buy 'em.

I take cash.

You look relieved.


What do you mean?

We got a deal or not?

Wait a minute. There's a problem.

Okay, B-Team 1, go. Let's go. Move in.

Everybody, come on.

Take a walk.

DAVID: The product is leaving. I'm on it.

Everybody watch your line.

You don't want to do that.

Please, shut up.

I lost Fox.

DAVID: FBI. Put your gun down.

DON: He had Ms. Daniels at gunpoint.

Did you actually see the defendant hold the gun on Ms. Daniels?

No, it was behind her back.

So, all you really saw was the defendant standing with Ms. Daniels.

Easy... take it easy.

(gunshot, people screaming)

Put it down! Put it down!

Put it down!

(screaming continues)


(elevator chiming)

Don't move.

She grabbed the gun. It went off.

Get over here.

Take him.

We should get her some help.

DEFENSE ATTORNEY: My client was there that day to meet a business contact.

The FBI claims he was there to sell contraband, but the supposed item was not found, and there is no evidence that it even exists.

And there is no evidence that my client harmed Erica Daniels.

He was trying to protect her from what appeared to him to be an armed robbery.

FBI agents created these circumstances, failed to identify themselves appropriately, creating panic and chaos.

Ms. Daniels, fearing for her life, struggled with the one person who was trying to help her.

Her death is a tragedy that should be laid at the feet of those responsible: the FBI agents at the scene.

Erica Daniels was the one person willing to testify against Damian Lake.

And now Mr. Lake wants you to believe that by some cruel twist of fate, Erica was accidentally killed just as federal agents were closing in on him.

There's no twist.

There's no fate.

Just cruelty.

This case is exactly what it looks like.

It's murder.

CHARLIE: What do you see?

It's a bowl of water.


But there's more here than meets the eye.

See, math is a universally effective tool that can transcend any box or bowl.

It also allows us to see or define and quantify things that aren't readily observable.

Hydrophilic spheres.

They start as hard crystals, but when you drop them in the water... they expand to 300 times their size.

And because the sphere crystals are mostly water, they become invisible once submerged, due to an identical index of refraction with the liquid.

You see, our tendency is to see what we expect to see.

Blue sky.

White light.

A clear bowl of water.

But math teaches us to expect more hidden beneath the surface.

JUDGE: Has the jury reached a verdict?

We have, Your Honor.

Will the defendant please rise.

In the case of United States v. Lake on the count of first-degree murder, the jury finds the defendant... not guilty.

(gavel bangs, gallery murmuring)


I hope you're thinking of sharing the jackpot.

I'm not predicting the lottery.

And for the last time, I can't.

I know you always say you can't, but I think you won't.

It's a spatial dynamic jury model.

It's a statistical model of jury behavior.

Was it developed by 12 angry mathematicians?

I'm trying to figure out how Lake's jury reached its verdict using the sliding variable scale that allows for multiple parameters affecting the dynamics of voting, such as the weight a juror places on the votes of others, uh, conviction floor, acquittal ceiling.

A simple "yes" would have sufficed.

Hey, listen, when you're done with that, would you mind looking at something for me?

Yeah, sure, what is it? My profile.

I'm joining Facebook.

Well, I figured, since I'm back in college, I can hook up with some old friends, you know, maybe even make new ones, people with similar interests to mine.

Interest in what, High School Musical?

No, no, come on, Charlie. It's not just for kids.

I mean, a lot of different kind of people are on the site.

No, I know, you're right.

In fact, there's over 100 million people on that site.

That's what makes the odds of finding any one person pretty high.

All right, so, what should I put on my profile so that the right people can find me?

Well, just lots of specifics about yourself so that the website's algorithm can match you against a range of terms.

All right, like what? Like your interest in, uh, arts and crafts design, green engineering, koi fish... and don't forget one-dish recipes featuring Gruyère cheese and/or ground turkey.

That comment about my cooking has just bought you one entire week of turkey au gratin.

COLBY: Damian Lake killed Erica Daniels, practically in front of us.

So, why couldn't we convince 12 people?

Okay, I want options. Let's go.

Well, double jeopardy protects Lake from a mistrial.

NIKKI: Yeah, on the murder charge.

What about RICO action?

COLBY: Lake's company was created as a cutout for the British Secret Intelligence Service to move weapons around the world.

When he retired, he kept the company intact and freelanced.

Except for the selling any weapon to any buyer part, company is legit.

DAVID: MI6 taught this guy well.

I mean, he's only gotten better with time.

DON: I don't care about any of that.

I want to find a way to get him. For what?

For whatever we can make stick.

MAN: I was on the other side of the world when Erica was killed.

She was worried about me over there.

I was always the little brother she had to take care of.

She was proud of you.

She thought she could make the world a safer place by stopping one gun runner?

COLBY: No, she thought it would make you safer, make a lot of men serving our country safer.

ROBIN: When she realized what kind of man Lake was, she... she tried to do the right thing.

My sister made a lot of mistakes in her life.

I didn't think trusting the government to protect her would be one of them.

I just keep going over it in my head: the trial, what I did, what I said.

You ran a good case, you know?

I mean, I would tell you if you didn't.

I lost.

No, you didn't. We lost.

Erica's brother is the one who really lost.

It just doesn't make sense.

I mean, we had the guy. We had him.

CHARLIE: You're right.

It doesn't make sense.

So what we're looking at here is a spatial dynamic jury model.

It's a visual rendering of a jury's deliberation process.

This is supposed to tell us how the jury reached their verdict?

Not how, but whether the verdict was a probable or improbable outcome for this particular jury.

You can predict how people think using math?

Using probabilities.

Now think of a standard coin flip, two possible outcomes: heads or tails.

Normally, this is considered a random event, impossible to predict.

But using probability calculations, you can make an educated guess by factoring in such variables as velocity of the coin, its weight, flips per second, the time and distance traveled.

Knowing these variables shifts the odds in your favor.

You apply this to a jury, and it increases your understanding of how a particular outcome was reached.

Now, due to factors including the quality of evidence and witness testimony, the probability that Lake's jury would convict is overwhelming.

So it was rigged?

No, the jury was anonymous.

Only the judge knew their identities.

They were sequestered and guarded.

That's not gonna stop him; you know, this is the kind of guy that thinks he can get away with anything.

Well, there is the QJS.

Uh, QJS...

Qualitative Jury Software, right?

That's right.

Courts rely on it to facilitate the juror selection process.

Yeah, that software uses a pseudo-random number generator called the Mersenne Twister to assemble lists of potential jurors from DMV records and voter registration.

That software has access to their names, addresses, and Social Security numbers.

And who has access to it?

Any technical questions you have about the court's software, you're going to have to ask the company who makes it: JuryFind.

You're a court clerk.

You don't keep an eye on all the operations here?

I keep an eye out for problems, and JuryFind on speed dial.

Their technicians are the only ones with clearance to access the system.

Any problems lately?

Let's see...

It always summons people who hate jury duty.

When was the last time they sent someone out here?

About six weeks ago.

A guy installed a software patch.

That's right before Lake's trial.

Do you know the tech?

I know he cusses in Vulcan.

Uh, yeah. He had ID, forgot his parking pass.

Dude's car got towed from the lot.

COLBY: Remember his name?

No, but I remember suppressing the urge to ask, "What would Spock do?"


We're gonna need the name of the tow truck company.

Got that one on speed dial, too.

Mr. Lake's defense team hired my services as a jury consultant.

In other words, you helped Damian Lake's attorneys select a jury that would return a favorable verdict for their client.

Jury consulting is part of the adversarial process.

Check my record.

You'll see that I work for the prosecution as often as I have for the defense.

It seems to me that everything you tell them, they could get from the questionnaire.

Ah, but a questionnaire can't tell them that jurors' attitudes are much stronger indicators of bias than their demographic -- or that attitudes towards rape are better verdict predictors than gender.

Is that your scientific opinion, or the way you convince rapists to pay your fee?


I use calculated judgment to uncover what people don't want to admit... on paper or to themselves.

I'm an observer, Agent Betancourt.

You want to know what I see?

You dress like a Fed, but you walk like a cop.

You've had training in debate and rhetoric, which leads me to guess that you jumped to the Bureau with, let's see, a law degree?

You have much loftier ambitions than your colleagues even know.

I'm thinking... politics.


Shining a light on other people -- that's a good way to stay hidden in the shadows.

You let me know when you run for office.

You've got my vote.

You really should consider something a bit more fuel-efficient.

Hey, you know, your gate was open.

Let me guess: this is where you tell me that it's not over, that you're going to find another way to put me in jail.

Well, you got half a dozen federal agencies on your ass.

It's just a matter of time.

I'm haunted by my inescapable fate.

Happy now?

Just know: when you go down, it's going to be for killing Erica Daniels.

That's a legal impossibility.

Something called "double jeopardy."

Maybe you've heard of it.

You ever hear of a mistrial?


Maybe, uh, you and the DA did a bad job.

I'm a innocent man, free to leave the country, go wherever I want.

(engine starts)

There's a world of places where you can't touch me.

ALAN: Hey, Charlie.

You want to grab lunch?

I'm meeting an old buddy from high school, believe it or not.

Huh, well, I kind of have plans with Amita, Dad, but it sounds like this social networking process is working for you.

Yeah, yeah, surprisingly well so far.

I wonder if anthropologists studying community networks in southern Africa imagined that their work would lead to "friending" and Scrabulous.

It's like the space program. It gave us Velcro, Tang.

So, uh, how's your research going on this jury tampering thing?

Well, my analysis indicates that there's a good probability that the jury's verdict was tampered with.

But, uh, probability is not enough for a judge.

You know I can't blame Don for taking this one so hard.

It's the system that let them down.

The system's not flawless.

No, it's not.

I mean, once you involve human judgment, you're bound to get mistakes.

Well, anyway.

Unless... unless instead of always mopping up, you keep the mess from ever happening.

How would you go about that?

I don't know.

But, uh, probability can be used as a predictive tool.

Maybe you can alter the circumstances so the potential crime is less likely to take place.

The company that towed the software tech's car from the court's parking lot ID'd him as Robert Logan.

Now, I checked with JuryFind.

They have no record of a Robert Logan.

All right, so if he doesn't work for JuryFind, who does he work for?


Mr. Logan, FBI.

Just once, I wish there were a surprise party behind one of these ominously open doors.

Well, David, looks like there was a surprise.

Just wasn't for us.

COLBY: Robert Logan's done time for e-crime.

ID theft, phishing.

He's a hacker-for-hire.

He broke into the system, gained access to the jury pool.

Got to figure whoever hired him killed him to cover their tracks.

DON: We can't connect him to Lake?

DAVID: Techs are dusting the scene and we pulled his bank and his phone records.

All right, let me know.

Hey, um, I want to run something by you.


I'm putting for the primary relief supervisor's position.

So when Don's not around, you'd be in charge.

You asking me if I'm cool with you being my boss?

Well, I'm not asking you, you know, I just...

I want you to hear it from me first.

I think it's great, man.

Have you told Don?

No. Not yet.

Hey, you do know that I have the high score in the office at the combat pistol range, right?

Yeah. Why?

Just something you should keep in mind in case you try and order me to get your coffee.


Fox Carter, Lake's #2.

Mm-hmm. We've been watching him, you know, tracking his contacts, trying to see if he and Lake are still in business together.

Yeah, what's he up to?

Not much.

Those chips he was supposed to deliver the day we arrested Lake, they recently showed up on the black market in Sudan.

Ah, damn.

Is there any point to staying on Fox?

Yeah. If Lake disappears like he's threatening, might be the only way we find him.

Your dead hacker, Robert Logan, created an administrator password allowing him to bypass security measures.

Once we break it, we can track his activity in the court's software.

Got it.

Logan accessed the jury pool -- their names, addresses.

So much for an anonymous jury.

Yeah, Logan got their identities, but we got something better.

Yeah, like what?

The jury filled out questionnaires prior to the trial.

I can use that data to calculate profile scores, which would give us an insight into the jury's dynamic.

Hey, Robin.

Hi, Alan.

Come in.

Uh, Donnie's not here.

Uh, no, he called to say that he would be late, but I was already on my way.

Would you like something to drink?

I would love that.

How do you take your coffee?

With a red wine chaser.

I don't think a lady should drink alone.

Whenever I wanted the boys to open up and tell me what was on their mind, I used to bribe them with ice cream.

Oh, yeah? What do you do now?

Actually, ice cream still works.

You know, as a prosecutor, I'm used to fighting for victims.

And I'm used to winning that fight.

Erica Daniels is gone... and her killer walks free.

I failed her... twice.

You know, you and Donnie hold yourselves to such perfect standards.

We all know the system's imperfect.

I mean, um, innocent people are convicted; guilty people are acquitted.

That doesn't make it okay.

No, of course not.

Ah, my favorite future senator.

You here to ask for a campaign contribution?

These phone records show that Robert Logan called your office several times in the past few months.

Who is Robert Logan?

Computer programmer with a record of hacking.

Now he's a dead guy with a bullet in his brain.

We've connected Logan to malfeasance affecting the Lake trial.

What did you speak to Robert Logan about?

I don't recall any conversations with a Robert Logan, and even if I did, if he was involved with the Lake case, as a consultant for the defense, I'm covered by attorney-client privilege.

Not if you broke the law and aided in a plot to tamper with the jury, you're not.


Now, that's a pretty wild claim.

Can you prove that? Working on it.

You call yourself an observer.

What's your observation of Damian Lake tell you?

What are you driving at?

Have you noticed how people close to Lake sometimes turn up dead?

ROBIN: The judge has reviewed the evidence of software hacking into the Qualitative Jury Software.

He has agreed to release the names of the jury to the FBI.

So you think we got a mistrial?

No, not yet.

I mean, we don't know what, if anything, Logan did with the information that he obtained from the system.

Charlie's all over it.

I can't go to the judge with an equation.

(chuckling) Yeah, welcome to my life.

And, uh, and these data sets here factor in information gathered from the questionnaires.

What do the profile scores tell us?

This is probable juror bias here.

Okay, so 47 and below indicates jurors that were pro-prosecution, 52 and higher indicates jurors that are pro-defense, and in between means that their bias was negligible.

According to this, six jurors leaned towards conviction, two to acquittal, and four in the middle.

That's right.

How are you measuring bias?

With SJS. Scientific Jury Selection?

Yeah, SJS operates under the assumption that demographics predict attitudes; attitudes predict verdicts.

Sounds like profiling.

Which, by definition, presupposes statistical analysis.

I mean, it always comes down to group dynamics.

It's kind of like, uh, herding cattle.

Back in the Old West, they'd have ten cowboys to drive thousands of cattle.

Instead of trying to control the entire herd, the cowboys would pick a lead steer and the rest of the herd would follow.

They manipulated thousands by controlling one.

So, to determine the leader on a jury, SJS factors in characteristics such as age, gender, education, occupation.

Your analysis has left out the alternate juror.

Juror number seven was excused for a death in the family, and the alternate juror took her place.

Who died and how?

The juror's husband was killed in a car accident.

Why, do you think there's something more to it?

Given the parameters of this case, I'd say there's a high probability.

WOMAN: They look like their father.

According to the CHP, the investigating officer ruled your husband's accident as a single-car wreck.

With me on that jury, Paul had to juggle work, the house, the girls.

Maybe he was overwhelmed, in a hurry...

Had he been in accidents before?

He'd had a few tickets in the past, but not since the girls were born.

Do you have children, Agent?

Uh, no, no, ma'am.

Kids change you.

From the moment they're born, you look at life differently.

Parents want to be around for their children, as long as they can.

ALAN: You know, Robin stopped by last night.

She's really very upset about this Lake case.

Yeah, well, she and Don are blaming themselves for getting Erica Daniels killed.

Well, I know, but they didn't kill her.

It was Damian Lake.

That's the problem with a lot of law enforcement.

You know, it's messy; it's reactive.

Innocent people can get in the way.

So, are you still trying to find a preemptive approach?

You know, Dad, it's like a doctor in an ER trying to find better ways to treat patients that have been thrown through car windshields.

The breakthrough isn't better medical care; it's seat belts.

I am tired of treating the symptoms.

I want to find a way to attack the problem.

Don, the CHP's report on Paul Montgomery's car accident.

Turns out there are trace elements of paint found at the scene that didn't match his car.

What, they didn't follow up?

No, they were swamped and they had no reason to suspect foul play.

Yeah, well, I do.

So, the judge's record lists the alternate juror as one Justin Cerf.

Just ran his social.

Turns out it was stolen from a deceased man in Norco.

What, you get on a jury with a fake ID?

Yeah, though first he got in the jury pool.

And then he got on the jury after Arlene Montgomery's husband was killed.

Lake needs an open slot, kills Montgomery's husband to make it happen.

All right, I want him in custody.

We can't arrest Lake until the judge grants a mistrial.

All right, I'll call Robin.

I don't care what it takes, just get him in here now.


WOMAN: ВїQuiénes son ustedes?

No pueden estar aquí.

FBI, señora, por favor calmese.

Estamos buscando a Damian Lake.

Se fue.


A-A Costa Rica.

Yeah, yeah, I got that part.

COLBY: Hey, Don.

So Lake chartered a private plane to Costa Rica yesterday.

Interpol issued a green notice. Agents have his photo.

They're tailing known associates and, uh, surveilling places he frequents.

All right, pick up Fox Carter.

Lake's lieutenant?

Yeah, I mean, he might know where he is, right?

What's up with the mistrial?

It was granted 20 minutes ago.

That's great.

All right, guys.

Where are we at on the fake juror?

He had a state-issued driver's license under his fake name, so we pulled that ID photo to run it through facial recognition.

Robert Logan hacked the software and planted Cerf into the system.

High-tech jury tampering.

Yeah, and I reviewed Cerf's questionnaire.

I mean, this guy methodically presented himself as the perfect candidate for the prosecution.

He's got the advanced degree, the brother in the military.

He was a victim of home invasion.

So if you look at the questionnaire as a test, this guy knew all the answers beforehand.

Lake had to make sure he was appealing to Robin, as she had a say in whether or not he was impaneled.

So either Cerf had knowledge of Scientific Jury Selection or someone coached him.

Somebody like a jury consultant.

Logan's phone records -- numerous calls to Mitch Langford's office.

Oh, so he's right in the middle of it.

Let's get serious on him, right?

Don, you got a second?

Yeah, what's up?

I put in to be your primary relief supervisor.


Well, uh, to, to complete the application, the career board needs a letter of recommendation from you.

Yeah, I know what they need.

Still looking to sell those chips for Damian Lake?

Fox Carter, always leaving the party early.

Aw, come on, guys.

Why don't we take a look in that white van over there?

Maybe we'll find ourselves some illegal firearms, huh?

Go look in the van if you want.

You're going to find a whole lot of nothing.

Then what are you doing here?

I'm trying to meet a guy who's supposed to set me up with some -- what I would call merchandise, but you might consider stolen electronic goods.

Can't arrest me for being stood up.

That's my life these days 'cause nobody's doing business with me.

Ah, boo-hoo.

Tell you what. We need one thing from you.

Where's Lake?

Where's Lake?

Would I be out here looking to meet some low-life fence if I was still in business with Damian Lake?

You're his #2; you know where he is.

You don't get it.

He dropped his local network -- all of us.

Burned a lot of people -- bagged out on deals, stiffed buyers. He's gone.

Put your hands behind your back.

Come on, really?

Unless you got something to give, we still like you for the stuff you did back when you were working with Lake.

I'll tell you one thing you might not know.

Yeah? We're all ears.

Lake did something to mess with the jury on his case.

Yeah, like what exactly?

I don't know, but something.

He said he wasn't going to go to jail; he was positive of that.

He give you any specifics?

No, he didn't exactly...

Wrong answer.

Oh, not cool.

CHARLIE: You ever consider conceiving of a new way to do your job?

(sighing) All the time, man, but you're talking to a guy who's spent his whole career in the backseat.

FBI is a top-down organization, you know, and no one is looking to me for suggestions.

Well, Don values you.

He doesn't say it much, but you can take my word for it.

(chuckling) I appreciate that, but it's his word I need.

For what?

Personal work stuff I probably shouldn't be talking to his brother about.

All right, fair enough.

All right now, Lake put Cerf on this jury to influence others, right?

He probably used threats, bribes, but on all 11 jurors and nobody talked?

Well, Lake didn't need all of them.

Well, he needed a unanimous vote, though.

But a consistent minority is often more influential than a majority.

Uh... I'm usually one for drinking the math Kool-Aid, but that doesn't sound right.

(chuckling) All right, look at it this way.

My dad just joined Facebook.


Yeah, I know, but that website relies on people who have a high SNP -- social networking potential -- to expand its user base.

So these are people who are known for their ability to exert their influence on other people, like tastemakers and style leaders, what Michael Lewis calls "mavens."

Successful marketing campaigns target these people.

So... a few key people on the jury could influence the others, and Cerf would know which ones to pick?

Langford, as a jury consultant, would know how to run an analysis to select those people, just like my model is doing right now.

Uh, in fact it's quite close to identifying which jurors were his likely targets, the ones chosen to turn the entire jury.

Uh, there it is.

Linda Parker and Roy Detchemendy.

Okay, so, uh, Linda Parker.

She's a single mother, homemaker, so she's a unifier.

And, uh, Roy, Roy Detchemendy.

He is the personnel director for a large financial institution.

He's educated.

He's a communicator.

And it's highly probable that these two jurors plus Cerf were the influential ones that led the entire group.

My client will talk if he's guaranteed immunity.

COLBY: Ms. Parker, we can protect you, but you have to tell us what happened.

When I got the summons, it couldn't have been worse timing.

I had just lost my job.

I was facing foreclosure.

One night at the hotel, somebody slipped an envelope under my door.

Pictures of my children with bull's-eyes on their faces.

On the back were two words.

"Not guilty."

Written next to my bank's routing number and the money I needed to keep my house.

LINDA: There were three of us who pushed for the acquittal.

Were they being threatened, as well?

I didn't ask.

I didn't know who to trust.

We were being guarded and sequestered.

If they could get to me, they could get to my children.

DAVID: What can you tell me about Justin Cerf?

He's okay, I guess, friendly.

You guys talk about anything personal?

We all kept it very professional.

Except, some of the other jurors teased him.

About what?

Justin had a thing for the delivery girl from the deli where we ordered lunch.

Flirted with her a lot.

Uh, juror guy.

Yeah, I remember him.

Chicken salad on rye.

Did he ask for your number?


And did you give it to him?

Well, I don't go for chicken salad.

More of a roast beef kind of girl.

Listen, if he tries to contact you, just give us a call.

Oh, well, uh, if it's contact you want...

I hung onto the number.

I mean, just because I don't go for chicken salad doesn't mean chicken salad don't go for me.

Thank you.

So, the phone number comes back to Gregg Silver, but the DMV photo matches Justin Cerf.

Can we get an address?


Hey, man, let me ask you something.


I seem like a roast beef kind of guy to you?

I won't discuss another man's meat.


I think it's G.

Gregg Silver?

Hey, stop right there!


How about we talk about it inside, all right?

(grunts) We can discuss it inside.

Listen, man, you're gonna get yourself killed out here, okay?

Hey, buddy, come on now.

You got 40 --

It's a long way down!

How about you go back inside and we talk about it inside?

You want to talk about something?

I'm a great listener!


You trying to get yourself killed?

I'm dead either way.

I didn't know what I was hired to do.

I just did what I was told.

Well, you're a diversified con man, I'll give you that.

Multiple convictions for fraud: mail, phone...

I don't hurt people.

Hmm. Well, lots of people got hurt in this case.

I don't know anything about that.

Look, all I care about is what you did while you were on that jury.

I listened to the evidence.

I deliberated with the other jurors.

I cast a vote.

Same vote as everybody else.

Why you singling me out?

Because you created a fake identity, went along with a plan to put that fake person onto this jury.

And that much we can prove.

That's a serious felony.

Talking to you doesn't get me anything.

Okay, if you've got nothing to say to us, we'll just put you back out on the street, make sure everybody knows you were in here.

You can go hang out with your buddy Robert Logan.

Oh, actually, you can't.

He's dead.

What the hell are you thinking?

I don't want to end up like Logan.

You won't.

You just make sure I never see your face again.

How about my face?

Turn around.

Now, there you go.

(handcuffs clicking)

Oh. Round two?

This isn't a game.

Oh, sure it is.

Well, you and I look at the justice system differently.

We are products of that system, you and I.

You're a prosecutor.

You try to predict what the defense will do; you attack; you counterattack; you hide things that might damage your case; you try to take advantage of your opponent's weaknesses...

I don't break the rules.



Now, you're admitting it's a game without even realizing it.


We're reviewing recent money transfers into and out of your accounts.

Silver's talked.

You were the mastermind behind the scheme, but the guy that paid for it is gone, so now it's all coming down on you.

Two murders, dozen felony charges.

That's life in prison without parole.


Unless you answer one question, and you answer it right.

Where is Damian Lake?

And don't tell me that he's in Costa Rica, 'cause we know that he's not.

I don't know. I don't.

Well, show us how he paid you.

Every record, every bank routing number.

That won't help you.

He-He had everything encrypted, untraceable.

Well, maybe he's not as smart as he thinks he is.

Hey, so, what do you got?

The activity in Langford's account is encrypted, in addition to being routed through numerous overseas banks.

It makes it hard to track.

But it's not impossible.

So, what you're looking at is a worldwide, financial messaging network which links over 9,000 institutions in 200 countries.

Its database routes over 11 million transactions daily.

What, you're gonna find Lake in all this?

We're using encrypted material from Langford's accounts which will get us the bank identifier code from which Lake made all of his transfers.

Well, I don't understand.

Isn't the whole thing designed to stop you from doing that?

Charlie here's got the NSA hookup.

DON: Oh, no.

Who do I owe in D.C. for this?

It's okay. I called in a favor.



Here's what we're looking for.

The first four characters are the bank code, the next two are the country code, followed by the branch code.

What's AW? CHARLIE: Aruba.

So, pack sunscreen.

Just leave it on the table.

When she grabbed the gun, it went off.

WOMAN: Not guilty.

DON: Just know, when you go down, it's gonna be for killing Erica Daniels.

It just keeps on coming, doesn't it?

Well, that's the politics of the job, isn't it, Senator?

Langford said that, not me.

Yeah, but you didn't deny it, right?

Is that true, Betancourt?

Look, all I'm saying is, in 20 years, I don't aspire to be at this desk doing paperwork.

Or looking at your two mugs.


Yeah, well, in 20 minutes, I aspire to be picking up a hot delivery.

The sandwich girl?

Hey, roast beef works. Why fight it?

Hey, uh, Sinclair...

I heard rumors that you're a man with plans.

Gonna be running this office one day?

Have no idea where you heard something like that.

Bad, awful rumor.

You should check your sources.

Well, my sources are pretty good.


All of this love we feel today

Drifts in our heart and soul, we sing Hi. How you doing?

How was your flight?

It was good.

How's he doing?

Oh, he's grateful that Lake's not gonna get away with murdering his sister, but it doesn't change what happened.

He's just lost.

So am I.

Nah. Can't ever be lost.

Someone's already marked the way.

It's just something called halakha.

It's from Scripture.

You know, it means "the path."

I don't know.

I find comfort in it.

Come here.

You know, I never told anyone this, but I almost dropped out of law school.

No way.

There was this lecture that I heard on the philosophy of law.

Nietzsche argued that real justice cannot exist in a society where there are differing levels of power; that the powerful will always exploit the weak.

But I stayed.

I need to help even the fight.


Think it's possible?

ALAN: Hey, come on, Charlie. What are you doing?

You're gonna stay out here all night?


I thought the case was all wrapped up.

It was. It is.

Taking one criminal off the street isn't gonna solve the problem.

Well, it's a lot better than leaving him out there, isn't it?

Yeah, well, there's always another, or ten, to take his place.

Oh, I see, and so, now your attempt is to try to use math to prevent crime.

Is that realistic, Charlie?

I don't know.

But I feel like I've been putting Band-Aids on bullet holes.

And I want to find a way to stop the bullet.

Loudest thing I've ever seen

Now I know

For sure

Life is a dream.