[music]
[music plays]
Steve, you have
got to get upstairs.
We're talking Playboy Mansion
levels of party here,
and Terrino's looking for you.
He wants to know why
his newly minted genius
is not schmoozing
with the stockholders.
You okay?
I have become death,
destroyer of worlds.
What?
It's what Oppenheimer said
when he tested the bomb.
Let's party.
That's what Einstein said
when he discovered
the theory of relativity.
-No, he didn't.
-He didn't, but wishes he did.
Just nervous, I guess.
Sure.
-Something feels wrong.
-Yeah.
You being down here by yourself,
that's what's wrong.
Look, man, in a week from now,
everyone will know your name.
And to a 21-year-old,
that is rock star status.
What you did, what you created,
it's going to change things.
That's what I'm worried about.
How about this?
Let me finish
backing up these files,
and we'll go to the party.
Yes.
No need.
I've had that taken care of.
I think you'll find everything's
been taken care of from now on.
Your invention is going
to bring this company
further than we've
ever imagined.
And we take care of those
who help us.
Well, thank you Mr. Terrino.
Now, the stockholders
are growing impatient,
and we're anxious
to see your presentation.
What's wrong, my boy?
You don't like the new office?
Yes. It's very nice.
Thank you, um, I'm just nervous.
Public speaking
never agreed with me.
Well, you'd better get used
to it. Perhaps this will help.
[phone ringing]
[phone continues ringing]
Hello?
[man] The device you created
is dangerous, Mr. Lample.
Who is this?
In the wrong hands,
you know what it can do.
I don't know.
Do you trust Matthew Terrino,
this company, any of it?
Stop looking so worried.
They'll know something's up.
Is everything okay?
Now listen, I want you to walk
out of the building
-and never come back.
-I don't understand.
If you want a chance to undo
what you've done,
you'll do exactly as I say.
-Why would I want to do that?
-Because you know.
Inside you know it's wrong.
You created something
that oversteps
the boundaries of mankind.
What do I do?
What do I do?
I'd suggest you put
the phone down right now.
Unless it's a dying grandma,
you don't need any distractions.
Was it?
-Was it what?
-Was it your grandma?
No. No, sir.
Get it together, boy.
I'm not about to let a billion
dollars go down the drain
because some punk scientist
develops a case of stage fright.
I'll be fine.
I just need a minute.
You'd better
get your ass up there...
because I got two of the hottest
girls wanting to meet you.
Great.
[phone ringing]
[phone continues ringing]
John, yeah, yeah, I know.
I'll be there in a second.
Yes. Two girls, molten hot.
I got it.
[phone ringing]
John, I said I'm coming.
-John?
-[man] Speak to no one.
Take nothing with you, no
papers, research files, nothing.
Who is this?
Steven Harding Lample,
I'll say this only once more.
If you want a chance
to undo what you've done,
trusting this advice is
the only option you've got,
go home. Now.
[hangs up dial tone]
An explosion has rocked
the corporate offices
of Senihcam Biotech Corporation,
destroying millions of
dollars' worth of research
and possibly resulting
in at least one death.
It was centered in and around
the office of lead scientist,
Steve Lample.
We cannot confirm whether
Mr. Lample survived the blast,
but reports indicate
he was there
moments before the
explosion occurred.
It's too early to tell
what caused this,
but terrorism has
not been ruled out.
Federal investigators
are on the scene now.
[dogs barking]
[suspenseful music plays]
[Max] Yeah, yeah, fine.
-He's all set.
-Good.
Italy's a lovely place
this time of year.
We're going to want to go
into lockdown for a while.
Make sure our security
is up to it.
I'll get on it. Anything else?
Once he lands,
get him started on the new plan.
Let's keep Jake
out of the loop on this.
The less he knows the better.
We still need 145 running...
[Donna] Mr. Palmer, Congressman
Dryden is here to see you.
That didn't take long.
Send him in, Donna.
Bisfald, get off the chair.
Bob, you should've called.
We could have had lunch.
-Good to see you, Bill. Hi, Max.
-Congressman.
Max, will you excuse us
for a few minutes?
-We'll finish up later.
-No problem.
[Max] Good to see you,
Congressman.
You've seen this, of course.
-Don't read newspapers anymore.
-Oh.
I ask you to lay low
in this kind of thing.
We can't afford any holier
than thou scenarios anymore.
There are bigger things than
your crusade to save the world.
NSA is going to be
all over this.
They have too much at stake now.
For us? Or are you
speaking for yourself?
We're free falling
into the crapper.
You know, funding comes
at a price, my friend.
This never bothered you before.
In fact, I can remember
a time when you actually
believed in what we were doing.
I have responsibilities.
You've always
had responsibilities.
Things have changed.
They know.
They?
Don't be so Tom Clancy.
They who and know what?
I got a call last night from one
of my contacts inside SV Ops.
They know about your research.
They've known about it
for some time.
And they just happened
to find out?
This is my project.
You know that.
This has nothing to do
with government contracts.
They know there's a prototype.
They want to see it.
Where is the IQ chip?
That's what you call it, right?
Gone.
-Gone? What do you mean gone?
-Gone. I knew this would happen.
I didn't want this to
become some military holy grail.
Why is everything so
conspiratorial with you?
Because you know I'm right.
You know why they
want this chip so badly.
They could use this chip
to control
every man, woman and child.
You see, that's
what I'm talking about.
[chuckles] You think Kennedy
wanted to go to the moon
just to explore space?
How about so he could
dupe the public
into funding rocket research
for nuclear missiles?
It was for the military.
Military always has an agenda.
If this chip is
mass-produced and sent airborne,
it would implant itself into
every living being
not protected.
That potential is
far too dangerous.
This isn't just some chip that
will make a kid's PC run faster.
Well, is there another?
[scoffs] You're relentless.
I'm still working with my data.
How long will that take?
As long as it takes.
Not good enough.
I need an answer.
-Why is that?
-Because they know you have it,
and I assure you they will
stop at nothing to get it.
Got it?
Oh, I got it.
And they don't.
[soft music plays]
[player] This cornerback has
been dogging us all night.
We run this,
he'll force us inside again.
We got to get him out of this
play. He's all over the place!
Run 69 sweep left.
He's read that play before
we broke a huddle two times.
We got to go around them.
I've got an idea.
-You've got an idea?
-Yes.
Something Jackson and I've been
working on the last two weeks.
Why do you do this to me
every time?
Because victory tastes better
when it's something at stake.
[whistle blares]
Go, coach. Ten seconds.
You the man, Nate. Go to it.
So what's your plan?
I don't know.
I'll think of something.
Why'd I know you'd say that?
Let's go Nate.
Let's go Nate.
Let's go Nate.
[male voice] Remember.
Remember.
-Ready?
-Break!
-Sure we can do this?
-Mind, body, one.
[William] You can't always dodge
your problems, Nathan.
Meet your problems head on.
-[whistle blares]
-Sometimes your solutions
need to be tested.
Improv is part of the test.
Improv is part of the test.
Direct approach
is the most productive.
The direction in life you
choose has many options.
You need to attack
your problems head on,
but always follow
what's in your heart,
and your problems
could be met
by unforeseen forces
you didn't expect.
Embrace each day
as if it were your last.
Meet it with
strength and wisdom.
I'll be there for you, Nate.
I'll always be there for you.
Some day you will remember.
[soft music plays]
[siren blares in background]
Nate, you can't keep
spying on people. It's illegal.
It's not illegal if the pictures
are taken on public property.
I promise I'll stay
on the sidewalk.
I'm familiar with the law,
thanks.
Expectation of privacy, ever
heard of it? What are you doing?
Oh, I'm just writing
this paper for school tomorrow.
How does this sound?
Metaphysical treatment
or the butcher shop?
Theoretical hypothesis for the
human healthcare system
without the ball and chain
of corporate practices.
Don't worry.
I'll definitely get an A.
Mr. Donovan won't have a
clue what I'm talking about.
Well?
Murderers shouldn't
expect privacy.
So it won't be a problem.
You don't even know
if he is a murderer.
Dryden was the last one
to see my father alive.
He knows something.
I know it.
Nate, I hate to break it to you,
but your father killed himself.
It's not a mystery.
[clears throat]
Done.
My father didn't kill himself,
and you know it.
So, are you coming?
I can't. I've got a paper
to finish, too.
Well, suit yourself, but you'll
miss all the excitement.
[camera shutter]
Very nice.
[Jake] Report 042918.
First contact with
William's son, Nate.
Following a series
of unforeseen events,
I've decided to put together
a digital string of archives
to make any connections between
William and the IC-187 chip.
He's not the same boy that I
remember from his childhood,
but I am confident that
by digging into Nate's past,
that certain clues to the chip
will become evident.
[dogs barking]
[sirens blare]
[suspenseful music plays]
[camera shutter]
[camera shutter]
[sirens continue]
[camera shutter]
You see him come in here
or did you need a Twinkie fix?
Well, when you're not too busy,
you get back out there
and start looking for him.
I don't what that punk kid
getting in the way again.
[phone rings]
Compost...
We'll bring him in tonight.
As soon as we find him.
His school records
have been erased.
I just need you to take care
of this snoopy cop.
Yeah. Don't worry about it.
I'm going to bring him in.
Hey, kid. Want a ride?
Uh, no thanks.
Uh, I'm all right.
My Mom always told me
never to ride with strangers.
In ancient Mayan civilization,
they actually thought
that riding with a stranger
could bring you good luck.
They don't hang around here
too much now, do they?
But if I see one, I'll be sure
and take a ride with him.
Going to take some
more pictures?
Nate, I need you to
come with me right now.
-Or, uh...
-Or what?
How do you know my name?
There's a cop that's
going to arrest you
in about 30 seconds
if you keep walking.
I can keep that from happening.
[Jake] Report 242.
After reviewing
secret recordings
taken through
a coffee cup of all things,
it revealed Dryden's plans
to steal William's technology
and sell it from underneath him.
It also revealed that Dryden
has secured a military entity
to finance the production
of the IC-187 chip.
Once he had obtained control of
it, planned to force Roger Towne
to supervise its production.
Mr. Towne, Congressman Dryden
here tells me
you're our best hope
of acquiring the IC-187 chip.
I can't tell you how critical it
is for the future of our country
to have jurisdiction
over this technology.
The IC-187
is an intelligence chip.
I'm not sure the
application fits your profile.
On the contrary. It's use
against third world aggression
alone would be a boon
to national security.
This administration
believes that this device
implanted into
every human being
domestic and abroad,
will bring us one-step closer
to world peace.
True world order under one rule.
Right.
But since this is part
biological organism,
everything is tied together
like DNA.
This could take years.
I would need full access to...
Congressman Dryden will assist
you with all your needs.
He assures us
you can deliver this
without incident
in a very timely manner.
Mr. Towne, this administration
is counting on you.
Good day, sir.
Look, Robert.
You've got to be joking.
World domination?
A twilight zone presentation?
I felt like I was in some
sort of 50's movie there.
Listen. I didn't know you were
bringing me here for this.
Our deal was sway him away from
William, get our own contract,
not steal from it.
Don't act so naïve, Roger.
This is a dirty business.
They want something they
think you can deliver.
Well, I can't pull
years of research
out of thin air
and make it work.
Why didn't they get it from him?
Why go through me?
William was a liability.
You know,
they let him work it out
as long as they could
hoping he'd play ball.
They found out
he's not a very good athlete.
I don't think I can do this.
We're committed. We're not
involved. We're committed.
Then go back.
Tell them it's not doable.
Negotiate for more.
We're not talking about a candy
ass branch of the government
that buys $200 hammers.
We're talking about
freaking giants.
Giants that kill other giants.
There's no negotiation.
There is no excuses.
This is about world dominance.
You cancel this contract,
I cancel us.
You're saying be afraid,
be very afraid.
Well then, we'll need
the patents, research,
you know, anything
we can get our hands on.
Now you're talking.
You wanted to see me?
A couple of things.
I need the latest results
on Jake's condition.
More importantly,
the hounds have been released.
Roger's retrieved my research
and what patents we filed.
We need to throw them a bone.
Will they get them there?
It's all meaningless
without the primer.
I encoded all of it
so nothing can be duplicated
without my presence.
He'll figure it out soon enough.
If they follow what's on
my plans, Lord help them.
When you say,
throw them a bone...
They don't have the chip.
We just have to make
them think they do.
They'll be convinced they can
barter him with the prototype,
work for my plans.
However, if they come even close
to succeeding once atomized,
that chip could
destroy half the population.
You think Dryden's behind this?
No.
I think he's gone
to the dark side.
It was just a matter of time.
Friendship is
a one-way street in politics.
He thinks he doesn't
need me anymore.
We'll see how far he gets.
But we need to find out exactly
what the Townes have in mind.
Security's pretty tight.
I don't think I can get
a bug into that room.
They check everything
coming inside and out.
What does everyone
bring to a meeting?
Roger loves his coffee.
Hello, my name is Roger Towne.
Is that leaded or decaf?
Very nice.
This won't be detected?
Almost 99.9 percent
microscopic paper co-processors.
Intertwined, laced in
the cup-like threads.
So thin the mass
is undetectable.
The heat
from the coffee sets off
a chain reaction
that powers the fibers.
They can transmit
up to two hours.
Another product of Bisfald.
Good job, Bisfald.
All right. I'll take care of it.
We still keeping
Jake out of the loop?
For now.
Something happens, 145 needs...
they'll have another agenda.
And we all know that survival
is part of the game so that's
why extreme measures
must be taken every
time we meet, gentlemen.
You all know our CFO,
Ronald Leonard,
but I would like to
introduce you to our benefactor
and new silent partner,
Congressman Dryden.
It's nice to meet all of you.
It is my intention to watch over
the development
of the new IC-187 chip.
I watched it during
its initial stages,
and I plan to see it through.
As you all know,
I worked for many years
very closely with William Palmer
on the IC-187 chip
and while we may have
differed on our ultimate plan,
we were always in agreement
about what the chip must be.
And the congressman here
will help us achieve that goal.
Let me preemptively
answer a question
that must surely be
going through your minds.
Why get the government involved?
Why not do it in-house?
Please let me remind you how
deep the taxpayer's pockets are.
With government funding
behind it,
the chip will find its way
through production like that.
He's right. Out of pocket,
we couldn't afford this,
neither can our competitors.
Gentlemen, what we have
sitting in front of us
is the most advanced
human innovation
since the Manhattan Project.
Right now, it's in our control.
I give you the IC-187.
[Jake] I believe Nate
will be invaluable
in helping us retrieve the chip,
but he's still unaware
of the true nature
and origin of this organization.
Getting him in is step one, but
getting him to stay and help us
is an entirely different matter.
[Nate] Well, it's a nice
little place you got here.
It's minimalist charm.
Okay.
What are we doing here?
I thought this would be a
good place for us to hang out
until your friend
in the Hawaiian shirt
got tired of chasing you.
Thought we could talk for a bit.
You know, I changed my mind.
I don't know you.
For all I know, you could be
wanted by the same cop.
And I think I'm safer on my own.
Nate, I'd like you to just
listen to what I have to say.
When I'm done, you can
decide whether you want to stay
or go take your
chances with that cop.
But I can assure you
those aren't going to be
very good from now on.
-What are you saying?
-My name is Jake Berringer.
I run an organization
called IQ145.
You're shooting borderline there
with the 145, don't you think?
You should never take things
at face value.
-Like this meeting?
-Perhaps.
Who are you really?
Let's just say I run a
think tank and a little more.
A think tank?
Haven't heard that in a while.
So come on, for real.
What are you, CIA?
FBI?
No. This is one of those, uh,
great reality shows on Fox.
-No.
-No?
Then what?
Just say we're in the middle
of a sensitive project,
and we need you to join us.
Oh, let me guess.
Your organization needs
a new zoom head
to fill the bill
so you can get some grant
or government contract
or something, right?
Well, sorry.
Mike, Jake, Harry,
whatever your name is.
I'm really not interested
in filling some quota.
Nate Palmer, born May 31, 2001
to Victoria and William Palmer.
Raised in an affluent suburb
of Chicago.
Your father discovered
you had an exceptional ability
at the age of three.
Your genius caused some
estrangement with your folks.
Your mother thought you
should go to a special school.
Your father disagreed.
They separated when you were 15.
Your mother remarried.
Your father committed suicide.
Mother left your stepfather
who you decided to stay with.
You have no other siblings.
No other family.
Okay.
Only thing you didn't mention
was my favorite food. I get it.
You know a lot about me.
What'd you do?
Look me up on the Internet?
Government has a lot of files
on people they're interested in.
Let's just say we have access.
There's only one file that
I'm interested in right now.
That's all I can tell you.
You're free to go.
Or what?
Or we can take this
to the next step.
Or guess what's behind
door number two?
You haven't told me anything
I don't already know.
No, but I piqued your curiosity.
Told you something
you don't understand.
Maybe something you find
exciting. A bit dangerous.
[Jake] You're not quite sure.
And there's one other thing.
If you do decide to go on,
there's no going back.
You can never go
through that door.
Ever.
No paid vacation?
What is the sensitive project?
Decide.
-Stay or...
-This is bullshit! Or what?
Why don't you tell me why the
police are interested in you?
Why don't you tell me?
Was it the photographs that
you took? What did you see?
Nothing.
Was it Congressman Dryden
with a woman?
Oh, he's a personal friend
of your father's, isn't he?
-Yeah. So what?
-So what did you see?
I told you. Nothing!
What were you doing there?
Are you some sort of cop, too?
Is that what this is?
Did you know that they found
a woman dead this morning?
No.
Did you know her?
-Well, I didn't kill her.
-Huh.
What's on this role of film
that these cops
seem to be so interested in?
How'd you get that?
How do you know so much?
I told you.
I know a lot about you,
probably more than
you think. Decide.
Look, Nate. This isn't how
I wanted this all to go down.
But we need you.
We need you now.
The organization has issued
a mandate. They want you.
No is not an option.
Why didn't you just say so?
What do you want me to do?
Is that your decision?
[scoffs]
Good.
Come.
I want you to meet
your new partner.
He's in.
Maybe you should have just
shown this to me at the start.
It would have
saved you some time.
It's MOM.
Mom?
Looks nothing like my Mom.
Mobile Operations Menage.
[Nate] Mobile?
We going somewhere?
Nate, this is Beth Brody,
your new partner.
Oh. Outstanding.
Everyone, this is Nate.
We got to fill him in on
what's going down tonight.
This is Max. He's our lead man.
He's been on this
from the beginning.
Been on what?
Sorry. I'm new here.
[Jake] Six months ago,
CEO of Icon Technologies,
Roger Towne and his wife,
were found burnt to death
on their vacation property
on Saginaw Island.
Their bodies were charged
beyond recognition.
The authorities ruled
that it was an accident.
They're model citizens.
There was no sign of foul play.
Open and shut case.
The Townes had just
completed the prototype
on a new nano-microprocessor,
the IC-187 chip.
IC-187 is like
no other ever developed.
It's the first sustained
thinking brain of its kind
made from purely
organic material.
Preprogrammed,
this chip could deliver
all the knowledge
known to man to anyone
with this chip implanted
in his or her brain.
IQ chip.
Wow, maybe I'm crazy,
but that sounds fantastic.
Where do I sign up?
There's a drawback.
Of course.
It can be programmed
with anything,
and make the subject
vulnerable to anything.
It can control the mind and the
thoughts, the body functions.
As it sits alone unaltered,
it's beautiful, life giving.
But because of the nature of it,
if it were to fall into
the wrong hands,
it could become a weapon
of mass destruction.
We need to find it.
So, you're saving society
from its own technology.
What are you, like a bunch
of neo-luddites?
Well, okay. So, uh,
this chip processor...
where is it?
Well, that is the big question.
Max, where is it?
They still have it.
-They who?
-The Townes.
I thought you just said
that they found their bodies.
What did they do?
Take it with them?
It wasn't them in the fire.
Do you even know
if this thing exists?
Where are these two?
We're headed there now.
Oh, that was easy.
And we're sure they have this
IC-187 micro nano-processor?
We don't know.
-But we know where they are?
-There is a meeting set, yeah.
A meeting with who?
All of us? You, what?
Like I said, I'm new here.
Max will be meeting
with the Townes.
He will try to retrieve
the chip.
I want you and Beth
to do backup,
but I'd like you to
bring your camera
to document
the whole thing.
[Max] You'll need that.
A gun?
I don't think so.
You ever fired one before?
[Max] Pick it up.
Pull the trigger a few times.
Get the feel.
You never said anything
about a gun.
And I like to do my
shooting with a camera.
Max.
-What?
-I don't think that we need...
He needs protection.
I'm not a cop,
and I'm not a cowboy.
Is what we're doing
really that dangerous?
You asked me to come
and document,
not be backup
for Dirty Harry over here.
We're just going to go in
with guns a blazin'?
Or are we going to try
and think our way in?
A gun is a bit strange
for a think tank operation
or maybe that's just me.
Here's some film.
Make sure you keep
your camera loaded.
I got plenty of film, thanks.
This isn't drugstore film.
This is DCF.
DCF.
Digital component film.
Digital component film?
That's what I said.
[Beth] There's a layer of
digital imaging components
embedded into the base
of the film.
The resolution is
100 times better
than the crap you're using.
Here. Take this.
Has a special flash. Just make
sure you keep it in manual mode.
Whoa.
Be careful.
Keep it on manual mode
with the setting on T.
It sends an X-ray
that's strong enough
to penetrate
a cement wall 20 feet thick.
The film will read
what's on the other side.
No doubt.
Wear these when using the flash.
Oh, stylish.
On some.
[Beth] Look, tonight,
just follow my lead.
You don't have to worry
about anything.
Just stay close and document.
Things usually
happen pretty fast, so...
By the end of the night,
you'll fill in the blanks.
I can't emphasize enough
how important it is
for us to find this chip.
Everything will become clear.
Excuse me.
Yeah. I hope so.
Max.
What are you trying to do
giving him a gun?
-He needs protection.
-From what?
I don't know.
Maybe from you.
What are you trying to say, Max?
You're putting
William's son at risk.
-He doesn't need to go.
-You questioning my motives?
All I'm saying is this has
become an obsession for you
since William's death.
He doesn't need to go!
He's our only real connection
to William!
If we don't get what
we need from Towne,
then Nate might be
able to link us to it.
If we get him more involved,
he gets more committed.
-Your job...
-My job?
Your job is to make sure
that he's safe!
My job is to secure the chip.
[computer] Destination complete.
United seven.
Don't go telling me my job, kid.
This is where
the Townes are, in a skybox?
Little risky, don't you think?
What are we
supposed to do now?
I don't know. We should have
heard from Max by now.
Hey, can I borrow like
five bucks for a snack?
Some nachos or something.
I'm starving.
Something's not right.
We should head back to MOM
and wait for Max there.
-There's no food there either.
-Hold on, Taco Bell.
We'll find something.
They always have really
good food in these skyboxes.
I bet Max is having
a good time stuffing his face.
-Let's just go in.
-What are you doing?
They don't know me. Let's go in
and see who's inside.
The sooner we find Max and the
Townes, the sooner I can eat.
Room service.
Do you think that
this is a joke?
[Nate] Room service.
They're not here,
and they're probably
going to return. Let's go.
Now!
[camera shutter]
This isn't a game, is it?
My God. Somebody's coming.
-It's Max.
-No. It's security.
No! It's Max, right there!
I think he's dead.
They can't find us in here.
We have to go!
Come on!
We have to get back to MOM!
Hey, slow down! Where do
you two think you're going?
Oh, nothing, sorry. We're just
going to get some nachos.
[radio] All security on
full lockdown, people down.
We need an ambulance.
Get a doctor in here right now.
[Jake]
Permit permission gathered
after the skybox events.
We now know
what happened to Towne.
But it also brings up questions
about Max's own agenda.
We now face potential exposure.
I'm going to have
to take evasive maneuvers
in order to avoid compromising
IQ and its mission.
[Nate] This can't seriously be
the plan, right?
We wait here
until we hear from Jake.
You don't realize...
you don't realize we
are now suspects
in a quadruple murder case?
In case you've forgotten,
quadruple means four!
There are four people dead,
and the cops are blaming us!
I only went with Jake
because I was trying to
get away from the police!
We're sticking to
the plan, okay?
This has happened before,
and it always works out.
Jake will know what to
do when he gets here.
Jake... w-what is he
a magician?
Is he going to
make us disappear?
Actually, right now we shouldn't
be out in the open like this.
You have another idea?
[sighs]
Yes. Palmer Preserve.
-What?
-Palmer Preserve.
My Dad owns it.
It's in the middle of nowhere.
I used to hang out there with
friends, nobody knows about it.
We can go there
for a while and hide out.
No. No. We have to wait here.
Jake said that he would
meet us here.
Did you also tell him that
we were wanted for murder?
We have a plan,
and we're going to stick to it.
What plan?
Unless I'm missing something,
nothing went according
to plan tonight.
Max is dead.
We don't have the chip.
The cops are after us, okay?
When the plans change, Beth,
we have to change with them!
You're new, okay?
This... this happens sometimes!
And it always works out because
we don't act impulsively!
We... we stick to the plans,
and we figure things out!
I'm saying let's think.
Let's figure them out,
but do them at Palmer Preserve!
What about Jake?
Jake's not here, is he?
Where's Jake?
I'm done.
I'm leaving.
[Nate] Apologize to him
for my impulsive behavior.
This is not
what I signed up for.
Stop! Please don't
leave me here alone.
What if Jake doesn't come back?
You don't think
he's going to come back now?
[soft music plays]
[thunder]
Thank you.
Thank you?
Must have been
pretty hard for you.
Here.
We can share.
What's the plan?
I don't know.
I'll think of something, though.
[thunder]
[thunderstorm]
[thunder]
[gunshot]
What the hell do you want?
Just protecting my investment.
If I can find you, there's no
telling who else is out there,
Mr. Smart Man.
Just keep your end of the deal.
Are you threatening me, Max?
Keep your distance from the kid.
We need him on the street
a little longer.
I've got a job to do.
Your job is to find out who
hit me and who's got the chip.
[knock on door]
-[knock on door]
-[man] Is everything all right?
Are you okay? Mr. Berringer?
Yeah. I'm fine. Why?
Some of the guests
said they heard a gunshot,
and I wanted to make sure
everything was all right.
It wasn't a gunshot. I opened a
bottle of champagne for my lady.
It made a lot of noise. We both
got scared. She screamed.
It ricocheted off the mirror,
and I would like to get back
inside if you know what I mean.
I understand, sir.
Again, accept my apologies.
No problem.
Good night.
Good night.
[thunder]
[knock on door]
-[Bob] Who is it?
-Police. Detective Compost.
It's a little early,
isn't it, officer?
Sorry to bother you,
Congressman.
I need to ask you
a few questions.
Okay. Come on in.
[ambient sound]
[beeping]
Wasn't sure you two were
going to make it back.
No thanks to you.
Where were you?
We could have been killed!
We could have been thrown in
jail! What were you waiting for?
You were in good hands.
Oh, that's it?
That's it?
You were in good hands?
And hers?
You got to be kidding.
She kept you safe.
I was talking to her all night.
Procedure. Get over it.
I'm not getting over anything,
and what do you mean you were
talking to her all night?
[beeping]
You knew he'd be here.
Yes.
He's always here.
So why this big act?
Why wouldn't you
bring us in earlier?
We couldn't afford you leading
everyone back to us.
-last night.
-Oh, that's good.
You just sit back and
let us take the heat and you...
you just pulled me in by
pretending to be all helpless?
So this is...
this is just a big game.
You know what? I'm really done
playing this time. I'm leaving.
Check him.
[ambient sounds]
[computer] Program error.
Program error.
Fried chicken.
What?
It's your favorite food.
[beeping]
I'm sorry if I hurt you.
-We needed to make it...
-Secure.
I know.
You can't go out there now.
The police are after you.
We have to stick together.
I want to know
everything right now.
I want to know why I'm really
here, why you really need me.
Your father ran a company
called Miquin,
and it wasn't just government
contracts like you thought.
He created IQ-145.
This was all his.
No. He didn't...
he never told me anything.
The Townes
were members of his group.
In fact, they were about the
only two people that he trusted.
He welcomed them
into his inner circle.
They ran Miquin while he stayed
focused on development.
Your father was a genius
unlike anyone else.
He was the one who
developed the IC-187.
My father?
If this is another one of your
concocted stories
to get me to stay here...
Now listen.
We know that the Townes
stole your father's project
and most likely
planned his suicide along with
the aid of Congressman Dryden.
He took your father's
government contracts,
and gave them to the Townes
in exchange for the chip.
The Townes and Dryden,
they're responsible for his...
I knew it.
I knew it
because I knew my father.
I knew he would never
have killed himself,
not like that, ever!
I thought for the longest time
that Congressman Dryden
was behind it.
I'll tell you why.
Because they were best friends.
They were college roommates,
and the night before he died,
I walked on them having a fight.
It's not about friendship, Bill.
I saw another opportunity,
and I took it.
And you're a liar.
You're screwing me
and everything I worked for
for the past 15 years.
You're the one that refused
to play by the book,
going out on those crusades,
risking everything.
I begged you
to turn over your research.
We could have
stayed partners, but you...
but you were too busy
playing God.
So you steal from me?
If you're about to hand the
government the next
doomsday device. Let the
technology ravage the landscape!
You don't have any idea
what this technology can do.
You should be worrying about
how to put this back in the box,
not how much money you can make.
Why are you so afraid
of your own technology?
You act like
I'm some kind of Satan
looking for a few bucks
to destroy the world.
Everything we did, everything,
was to keep things in check
so greed and power
didn't result in murder
or mass destruction.
Your research wasn't funded
by some lemonade stand
on the side of the road.
Walk away. Walk away.
You were provided with
unlimited resources.
I facilitated that.
Why didn't you give them
what they paid for?
It's not for you to
decide how the use it.
Disregard the moral
consequences?
Absolutely.
Let them make the choices
because they have the checkbook!
It kept you in business,
didn't it?
-Fine.
-Yeah.
Fine.
Just remember,
when you hit
that first stumbling block,
I won't be there to help you.
It didn't have to end like this.
Yeah, it did.
[door closes]
You did the right thing.
Thank you, Max.
You've been a good friend.
So it's done then.
No.
It's just beginning.
[speaking Latin]
Phoenix shall rise
from the ashes.
So, I always thought that
Dryden was responsible for...
for his death.
I couldn't prove anything.
He's so well protected.
The good Congressman
was found dead this morning,
and I'm assuming they'll try
to connect you to it somehow.
What... what?
Someone wants you
out the way pretty bad.
They've even got a gun
with your prints on it.
[Max] You ever fired one before?
Pick it up.
Pull the trigger a few times.
Get the feel.
So overnight, I'm now public
enemy number one?
It was always
your father's intention
that you play a major role
in this organization.
He left behind a detailed plan
on how he wanted
to bring you in.
Many of the files are
very heavily encrypted.
We're trying to unlock them.
He had a very clear vision
of what he wanted for you.
We're just a little unclear
of what that is right now.
You said you knew my father.
He gave me that baseball.
You know what?
I want you to have this ball.
-You need to have this ball.
-[Bill] Wow.
-[Bill] What do you say?
-Thank you.
No problem.
That was a long time ago.
You have an excellent memory.
He already knew that.
Of course.
If this is what
my father intended for me,
I have to see it through.
Okay.
We leave for Florida
first thing in the morning 0730.
Florida?
Marathon Key.
We got a message last night
that the Townes may have met
with someone down there
before they came to Chicago.
If there's another
prototype chip out there,
we've got to retrieve it.
We had
an operations malfunction.
We have to get the system
running before the morning.
-Looks like another all-nighter.
-I have an errand to run.
What?
I'll be back by the morning.
I promise, but I must do this.
Nice knowing you.
I didn't expect you
to understand.
You're right. I wouldn't.
It's too risky.
Yeah, well that's it.
That's the difference
between you and me
because you come first,
and he'd never risk that.
We're leaving at 0730. If you're
not back, you're on your own.
[soft music plays]
I don't know what to say.
You brought me to this place.
I...
Here I am, I guess.
Tell me what to do.
[Nate] I can't believe the Cubs
haven't traded him out yet.
He's completely ineffective
after three innings,
and what, he's got to be...
now, come on, what... 50?
-Something like that?
-You got a problem with that?
For a starting pitcher? Yeah.
He's not 50. Maybe 49.
Oh, 49. Okay.
Here's what he should do.
I just figured it out.
He should disappear for a while
and give the fans a chance
to remember how great he was.
He was so great back in the day.
Probably just got too much
on his plate now, you know?
Better off as a manager
or something.
I think there's a lot
left in him.
He had seven strikeouts
in three innings.
That's... that's not too bad.
For an old guy, yeah.
For an old guy.
Maybe he should just let
someone else younger
step in for him, you know?
Someone who can
play the game now.
Baseball was
very different 30 years ago.
How many trips
do you think you took?
Probably, uh,
15 all said and done.
Mom sure hated it
when you'd leave,
but I think she hated it
even more when you came back.
Seriously,
why did you go so many times?
What were you looking for?
I thought Indiana Jones
was my Dad for a while.
There was a lot to learn
from the minds.
They had a scientific community
thousands of years
ahead of its time.
Plenty of secrets yet to unfold.
Well, did you use any
of your findings here?
Picked up a few gems.
That's a symbol of human life.
The success of
becomings of man...
shows that the minds
believed in reincarnation.
That life is eternal...
but what is that?
-Mom, she...
-She left for many reasons.
She wanted me to go to
a special school, didn't she?
You didn't.
I always wanted to know why.
Because I... I wanted you
to experience real life,
to discover that you have
the power to change things,
to become a better man
through the things you do
than by the books you read.
[speaking Latin]
[Bill] Use all your skills.
The direction in life you choose
has many options.
[beeping]
[soft music plays]
[motorcycle revving]
[Police] Freeze!
Put your hands on your head!
Max is gone,
and I'm trying to decipher
a massive revenue loss to Miquin
and subsequently to William.
There's no way these two events
are not connected to the chip.
We're either getting closer
or there are powers out there
that are moving further away,
We're being misled,
but by who?
Here's the Rockland paper.
I downloaded all the
repair files from Langley.
Used that new program
that Max designed.
We're great.
[Jake] We have a line yet?
Almost.
The operating core is back.
There's just a couple
of other downloads left.
Global Net
was compromised yesterday
along with four other online
brokerage and banking concerns.
The FBI is looking into it as is
the Federal Trade Commission
and every other
Internet cop out there.
Delta Financial as well as
several others including Miquin,
were unable to access
their accounts for eight hours.
The estimated loss in revenue
was $800 million, maybe more.
That's a lot of money
to lose in eight hours.
I don't think it was lost.
-Then?
-Diverted.
We just need to
figure out by who.
Why not let the feds?
Because four of
the companies are foreign.
I think it might have been
some kind of hacker prank.
Several other noncommissioned
sites were hit as well.
They think it was a diversion.
We're the only ones
who know about the revenue loss.
We were contacted privately.
Seems somebody
wants to keep the fact
that they were stung a secret,
especially Miquin.
And Florida?
We need to figure out who that
somebody is, and it's 7:20.
And boy wonder hasn't returned.
-What a surprise.
-Did you check the portal?
No sign.
You know, I don't care
if he's William's son.
I think he's arrogant and wish
we could just forget about him.
We'd do fine without him.
And how do you think this will
work with just the two of us?
Who else did Miquin recommend?
There has to have been
somebody more qualified
than the rebel without a cause.
[beeping]
The encrypted files
that William left behind
are all pointing us
in a new direction.
They're pointing to Nate.
He possesses something that
we need to investigate further.
It isn't humility.
I can't imagine any trait
that he has that we would need.
He's annoying.
He's a perv.
You know, I wish you would
have discussed this with us,
me, before you made
the decision.
The decision was made for us.
I think your judgment
is clouded.
You need to get over it.
Well, he's not one of us!
He'll never be one of us.
Beth is struggling to establish
a healthy working relationship
with Nate.
Her sheltered life has given
her no exposure to attachment,
and it confuses her.
I need her to stay focused
and avoid having her emotional
disconnect drive Nate away.
What is it?
It's him.
He's checked into
the police station.
[phone ringing]
Hello?
Jen, did I wake you?
What time is it? Nate?
-Yeah.
-Where are you?
Look, I'm in jail.
McIver Park, I think.
Are you okay?
Yeah, I'm fine.
Uh, but I need your help...
again.
-Jen?
-What happened? Are you...?
I think I'm only in
for a traffic violation
and running from the police.
Do they know?
I mean, is that all?
I don't think the police
know exactly who I am.
They think I'm Paul Berringer.
They gave me
some sort of special ID
so I haven't been
linked to anything.
At least not yet.
I need to get out of here
before that happens.
Who's they?
I'll explain later.
But I've got to make bail.
Police were
at my house last night.
I need your help.
Speeding, reckless endangerment
of personal property,
assault with a deadly weapon.
God, what did he do?
Running from the police.
Did you change
all of his records DMV?
Thorough and complete.
He's definitely not who
he thinks he is anymore,
even swapped out
his fingerprint records.
Of course, I did all this
before I knew who he was.
We've got to get him out of
there before something slips by.
I thought you said
he was on his own last night.
No more discussions.
Nate is 145.
He's one of ours now.
How do you know
he wasn't running from us?
How do you know that
he's going to be back?
Because he's too much like his
father. He said he'd be back.
How far is he away from here?
About 30 minutes.
Maybe 45 to an hour
during this time.
Oh. Tell MOM we're going.
We'll pick him up on the way.
Looks like someone real
important cares about you.
You got bail.
Free to go.
[coughs] What time is it?
Nine.
You can pick up
your stuff at the cage.
They'll process you out.
What about my motor bike?
I don't think it's been
picked up from impound yet.
Maybe it's still there.
Great.
We'll take care of you
from here.
Thanks.
Jen.
I'm so sorry I'm late.
I got a ride from Karen.
-What's going on?
-So you didn't bail me out?
Not yet. I just got here.
Someone did.
-Who else did you call?
-No one! Just you.
-Was it them?
-Who knows anymore?
Look, I got to get back
so you'd better...
Oh, wait. That's it? You better
leave. Thanks for coming?
-Jen.
-I'm going with you.
-You can't!
-I'm going.
-No, you're not!
-Yes, I am!
There's nothing you can do
to make me change my mind!
You don't even know
where I'm going!
Look, I am wanted
for murder here.
I can't let you
get involved in this!
I'm already involved!
I've been involved
since we were four years old.
I'm not letting you
walk out of my life again.
I... I honor,
I cherish your friendship,
but I... I can't ask you
to jeopardize your life for me!
You don't know
what you're asking!
I stayed up all night last night
thinking about you, about this.
I swear if I saw you,
I'd never leave you again.
We grew up
watching each other's backs.
You helped me
through some hard times.
I need to be here for you.
I can't.
I'm going, and that's it.
So come on before they
realize they've made a mistake.
-Hey, nice shirt.
-No one cleans this place up.
Oh, the night shift,
bunch of pigs.
-Coffee?
-No, thanks.
I'll get some
out of the machine.
I thought you might want to know
a DMV check came through
that matches your boy's.
You still not want me
to run this wide?
Who's Paul Berringer?
Evidently, he was
arrested with the bike.
Seems to be registered
to him today, too.
-Ring a bell?
-No.
Don't recall his names
in a list of friends.
You want me to see if they'll
hold him until we get there?
No. That's all right.
I'll check into it.
Someone bailed him out.
Who?
[Beth] Probably
one of his buddies.
No. It's too quick for
that. Someone else.
He's probably
on his way to Mexico.
We've got to find him. It's too
dangerous for him out there.
Someone else knows where he is.
They want him out
on the street unprotected.
Who?
[Jake] Well, that's
a leading question.
If he didn't find us at our last
location, where would he go?
Some place safe.
Palmer Preserve.
My Dad owns it.
It's in the middle of nowhere.
I used to go hang out there
with friends,
but nobody knows about it.
We can go there for
a while and hide out.
Palmer Preserve. It's some sort
of hangout, a meeting point.
[Beth] I'm sure he knows that's
where I would think to look.
-How far?
-Not too.
You were right.
The girl didn't bail him out.
So who?
[Jake] Someone who needs Nate
as much as we do.
What aren't you telling me?
I think that Nate knows
where the IC-187 chip is.
Why is he playing this game?
[Jake] I'm not sure.
Everything in the
encrypted file so far
connects him together
with his biological
carbon intelligence.
A memory?
Or something that he saw once.
I'm not sure.
A perv with a secret.
Great combo.
Why don't we just ask him?
My guess is that
he knows something
he doesn't know he knows.
And I'm sure
that after last night
he doesn't trust us too much.
[computer beeping]
Palmer Preserve one minute.
Let's hope he's here.
We need to bring him in.
[laser sounds]
We need him to survive.
Let me speak to Mr. Leonard.
[man] Who is this?
Ben Compost.
Who?
Look, just tell him
I'd like to speak to him.
What is this regarding?
I came into possession
of something
he might be interested in.
Let's just say
the stockholders at Icon
will be very interested
in what I have.
Mr. Leonard is a very busy man.
He can't be bothered right now.
I'm not bothering him, asshole!
I'll tell you what.
I'll be down there in one hour.
I hope by then
he won't be so busy.
[soft music plays]
[Jen] You think they'll
know where to go?
If they want me,
they'll figure it out.
Hmm, see.
It's them.
Well, the prodigal perv.
How was jail?
They feed you well?
-Nice to see you too.
-What's up with her?
She's just upset because
I seem to have a life.
Right.
Tell me more tales Aesop.
Look, now that your
little rendezvous is over,
we have to go. So,
if you don't mind, say
goodbye to your little friend.
My name is Jen.
Whatever. We have to go.
She's going with us.
I'll just put the bike in back.
I don't think so.
She can't go with us.
Why?
Because she's not a 145.
Actually, she's more like a 165.
-Right.
-Right.
If she's not going, I'm staying.
Simple. You need me.
I need you.
She's going.
Done.
Excuse me.
[ambient music plays]
[beeping]
He was here?
He brought a guest.
A guest?
[clears throat] Jenny Baker.
Where's Nate?
Right here.
[Jake sighs]
You're late, my boy.
Trouble seems to follow you.
I warned you that it
wasn't safe for you out there.
Why did you bring the girl?
She can't stay.
It's Jen.
She's my responsibility.
All right?
And you're mine now.
You want me, I'm here.
But she's with me.
-We're secure.
-[beeping]
Marathon key.
So, you have any idea
who bailed you out?
-You didn't?
-No.
You have any ideas?
No. I... I only called Jen.
How did you find out?
Your ID card is encoded.
Jenny, what do you do?
I graduated a semester early.
I don't have a job yet.
No. I mean, what do you do?
What skills do you employ?
I'm not sure what...
She's not here to...
Nate, I'm trying to make
an assessment here.
She's here now.
You've broken our security
by bringing her here.
I'm trying
to justify the action.
Yeah. Let her tell us.
What skills does
she have to offer
other than
a high school diploma?
Well, actually, I did
graduate high school,
but I was talking about college.
I just finished college
a semester early.
I met Nate about 12 years ago
when we went to a special school
together until he left.
I continued on.
I'm fluent in five languages.
I've a Masters in
chemical and bioengineering.
Minor in political science
and world affairs.
My thesis was just published
in Time Magazine
about the inflated overgrowth
in the economic development
of the Internet and what
that means for Wall Street
in the near future.
I give it five years
before we have a major crash.
Could be less.
Well, I don't think Jen
has anything to prove.
I'm not going to
put her in any jeopardy.
Well, you've already done
that by being acquainted.
Your skills are sufficient.
She's fine.
[Jen] I have a question.
Who are you people?
Uh, Mr. Leonard, please.
May I say what this is about?
Ben Compost. He's expecting me.
There's a Ben Compost
to see Mr. Leonard.
He says he has an appointment.
Someone will be right with you.
Would you please
wait over there?
Thanks.
Mr. Compost. Charlie Garrison.
I'm one of Mr. Leonard's
associates. Can I help you?
I'd like to speak
to Mr. Leonard.
I understand.
You'll need an appointment.
Mr. Leonard
is not available right now,
but if there's something
I can do for you...
Yeah. You can walk over to
that phone and tell the busy
Mr. Leonard I have something
I'm sure he wants.
Mr. Leonard
doesn't make purchases.
I can lead you down
to his office...
Stop playing games with me,
Mr. Garrison.
You know why I'm here.
You know what I have.
Let's cut the crap and
get down to business, shall we?
Sorry. I don't know what
you're talking about.
Okay.
You can just tell your boss
he has 24 hours to respond
or I'm taking it someplace else.
Here's the number where
he can leave a message.
Nice tie.
Were you worried about me?
Actually, I was hoping
you wouldn't come back.
Ooh, I'm sensing
some hostility there.
That warm welcome
must have worn off.
Actually, I was coming to
thank you for picking us up.
You knew where to find me.
[scoffs] You're obviously
not that hard to find.
-I was being chased.
-No kidding!
Not by the police,
by someone in a red Ford.
Followed me from
my stepdad's house.
Yeah. You know, all the bad
guys drive red Fords.
I should have warned you.
What brought you back here?
-What?
-What made you come back?
If a blind man
has to choose his own path,
which do you think
he's going to pick?
To gain his sight
and lose his freedom
or go through life
and experience everything
in darkness?
A fool has eyes but cannot see.
-So you think I'm a fool?
-I think that...
It doesn't matter what I think.
I think you were
worried about me.
I was not worried.
You were.
I think you maybe
even missed me a little.
I did not miss you.
You missed me.
I'm starved.
I haven't eaten all day.
I didn't think you guys snacked.
Have a seat.
This part is cool.
[crunching]
-What?
-What?
[Jake] It'll take
36 hours travel time.
That doesn't give us
much time to initiate our plan.
What is our plan?
That's what we need
to figure out right now.
The folks at Miquin are
getting understandably anxious.
Losing that much money can
put them into a serious bind.
It seems as if Miquin
was hit the hardest.
The others contacted us.
I'm not quite up to speed here.
What's the relationship
with Miquin?
Miquin is the parent company
to this organization.
It was my father's company.
I didn't know about
any of this until yesterday.
It's all been
a big secret from me.
I had no idea.
But something about it
does keep pinging a memory.
I just can't
put my finger on it.
Probably something you ate.
What does that mean?
Miquin, such an odd name.
I'm not sure
that anybody really knows.
He was always
giving things odd names.
He had a dog named Bisfald
and a bird named Comtec.
Who names their dog Bisfald?
Well, if you asked him,
he'd say something profound,
and you probably still
wouldn't understand.
Mary is quite
interested in nothing.
What?
Miquin. It's an acronym.
He used them all the time.
Of course, that's what it is.
What does it mean?
He told me
this one all the time.
Mary is quite
interested in nothing.
-That's pretty bizarre, right?
-Well, that's meaningless.
-I don't get it.
-No, no, no. On the contrary.
He... he always would make up
these funny phrases to make
a point about something.
Mary got something from nothing.
Mary was his device for purity.
She gained knowledge
from everything around her.
She always learned.
He said never expect
anyone to give you
all the answers
because answers are
meaningless if there
are no questions.
You got to search out
and find the truth
in the void of reality.
Wow, that's really
amazing stuff.
Sometimes this stuff didn't mean
anything to anybody but him.
He'd have these...
these word games
where he'd have more
than one acronym per word.
He had a ball,
drove my mother nuts.
Even though
he always had a way
of saying something
in a brilliant fashion,
he always reminded me
of one thing,
one thing that was
more important
than anything else he could say.
[speaking Latin]
Deeds are more
powerful than words.
He wanted to change things.
He wanted to make a difference.
I just... I didn't think
he had the power.
I guess that's why I'm here.
I guess that's
why we're all here.
He gave us the power.
[Jake] There was
something unique about
Nate's selective memory
and how he observed the blocks
becoming unblocked and the
emergence of repressed events.
It's almost like his
memory is being rebooted.
I can't quite
put my finger on it,
but he's definitely
putting things together
more quickly than anticipated.
What was it?
Not really sure.
What do you think he wants?
He said he has
something for you.
Where did he come from?
Is he a fed?
Didn't fit that type.
May have been a cop,
but he didn't show a badge.
Must be some practical joke.
-Would he...
-You want me to call security?
Involve the authorities?
This guy might be
a little weird.
He said something
about a 24-hour deadline.
No. Let's leave it internal,
Charlie.
I'm sure it's nothing.
What time is
that planning meeting?
-3:30.
-Push it to 4:30.
I have to run out and pick up
something for Amanda.
We have people
who do that for you, sir.
No. It's okay.
If she thought
I had someone else go out
and pick up our
anniversary present,
she'll... well, you know.
Right.
After two wives, you'd
think I'd know these things.
I'll reschedule. Anything else?
Nothing right now.
Thank you.
Here's a list of the other
companies that were hit.
Computer shows nothing but
a random hit except for one,
Triacorp.
Seems the acquisition of these
funds is an electronic overlay,
some sort of patch.
Anyone trying to access a site
was immediately
diverted somewhere else.
It was a ricochet.
I've heard of them. Triacorp.
Pharmaceuticals and advanced
artificial life support systems.
Think they're based out
of Alexandria, Virginia.
How hard were they hit?
Not sure yet.
It's a public company,
but they haven't released
any statements regarding this.
Seems that they don't want
the other stockholders to panic.
Other stockholders?
What's the connection?
It looks as if Miquin
owns 51 percent.
Is someone trying to put
Miquin out of business?
Who?
Our computer is trying to
figure out the hacker's origin.
Unfortunately, we still
aren't running at 100 percent.
Okay.
Who's our liaison at Miquin?
Harlin Mandleberg.
How do we get
in touch with them?
What questions
do you have, Mr. Palmer?
Mandleberg. Right.
So we are being monitored here?
Can you see me, too?
Yes.
I'll remember to close the door
next time I use the boy's room.
So what is your question?
I can't keep this line open.
All right. What is the interest
in Triacorp?
Triacorp has holdings
in several companies.
Yes, yes.
I understand that, but...
but Triacorp, for instance,
do they develop anything
that might be used by Miquin
for research or their own
further experimentation?
Is there any other connection?
To date, Miquin owns
51 percent of the stock.
Who is this guy? I'm getting
jerked around here again.
-This guy's your liaison?
-Harlin's a computer.
Beauty and brains.
Our contact is a computer?
Yes, and one who is not allowed
to give out information
on an unsecured means.
And you were
going to tell me that...
When you were finished
being such a compelling
detective, Mr. Clouseau.
All right, you two. We're trying
to get something accomplished.
[computer] Device disconnect.
Shut down the monitors.
It's impossible to get
a secured transmission out here.
Only use Harlin when necessary.
I don't find getting my tail
jerked all that necessary.
Don't sell Harlin short.
He's got access to more
information than the CIA.
Doesn't mean I trust him.
He doesn't trust you either.
So how do I get this, uh...?
The information that you
requested has already been sent.
It's been downloaded
and encrypted.
All you've got to do...
is bring it up.
So, uh, what does this
have to do with IC-187 chip?
What?
So there is something.
Is this the quest
for the holy grail?
Why do you think there's
a connection between the two?
Because things don't add.
I think it's a diversion
to get us out of Chicago.
Miquin gave us these orders.
I'm new here, but uh,
couldn't it be someone on
the inside setting this all up?
It could be.
I think sending us to Florida
puts us on ice for a few days
while our friends in the windy
city play a game of keep away.
And what about the
800 million in lost revenues?
How are you so sure
that that's not real?
I didn't say it wasn't real.
I think it's part
of a global plan
to put Miquin
on a different agenda.
Yeah, bankruptcy.
How do you know?
I don't know. I just do.
What other companies
affected by this
did Miquin have holdings in?
We need to find this out.
I told you only Triacorp.
No. There's got
to be other connections,
and I don't think
they were random.
Cross reference them somehow.
Did any of them do business,
some other names,
banks, sister companies?
Yeah, I can do that.
Won't take long.
Is there any way to communicate
in a secure fashion with Harlin?
And here I thought you two
weren't going to be friends.
I can send
a micro text encryption
as soon as we get back online.
Great. Whatever that is.
I think we should turn
around and head back.
What about the $800 million?
Let's get a hold of our man in
the Keys and put him in a stall.
It would be pretty hard to hide
that kind of money for long.
How sure are you?
A gut feeling at best,
but, um, might be gas.
Turn around, MOM.
We're going back.
Fourth and Lakeshore.
Oh, and by the way, uh,
his dog, Bisfald,
big in size for a little dog.
He could really bite.
Cindy, I'm going to
run an errand. Anniversary.
I can have someone
do that for you.
No. It's okay.
Something I need to do.
Should I push your 3:30?
Charlie Garrison has
already taken care of that,
and I won't be long.
Do me a favor.
See if Sam Darossi's in town.
See if he can meet me downstairs
for a drink around seven.
Anything else?
No. Thanks.
-[music plays]
-[phone rings]
Compost.
What do you want?
-Who is this?
-You're not a very bright man.
You called on me.
Mr. Leonard.
What is it you want?
Same thing you want.
What's that?
Money, power.
Then you know what I want.
And the IC-187 chip.
It doesn't exist.
Oh, it exists. You wouldn't have
even called me back.
I commend your
semi-competent assistant
for giving you the message.
It died alongside the Townes
if there was such a thing.
There's no real evidence
it existed in the first place.
[chuckles] I see.
The Townes didn't cut you in
on their little plan.
Didn't even contact you.
They died six months ago.
How could they?
How stupid do you think
I am, Mr. Leonard?
I'm not quite sure.
I'm trying to form an
open-minded opinion right now.
So tell me.
Where are the Townes,
and the IC-187?
They met an untimely death.
It was more like two days ago.
And as for the chip,
I have that in my possession.
But I guess the most
important question is,
Mr. Leonard,
how badly do you want it?
This gut instinct of yours is
a big risk, don't you think?
You've risked everything else
up until now on this.
And isn't this why I'm here?
Aren't I supposed to be a
connection to my father's work?
Well, let's cut the crap
and get down to business.
Your father did want
you in this organization.
That much is true,
but we need a solid plan
before we go
waltzing into the city
looking for a needle
in a haystack.
You're the most wanted man
in the Midwest right now.
It's not safe.
Oh, so now you're
worried about me?
A few days ago,
that wasn't an issue.
And as for the plan,
I work best on the fly.
Should have been in
your files, shouldn't it?
I might remind you, Mr. Palmer,
that this is no high school
football game
where the only thing at risk
is points on the board.
You are here for a reason,
but I don't want to risk
the integrity of this
organization. Can't afford it.
Hey, look at this. There's more
to it than you think.
Twenty-six percent of the
companies that were hit,
Miquin owned more than
50 percent of the stock.
The other 74 they
owned under five or none,
but out of that 74, 30 percent
did direct business with them
and 65 percent used
some of the same
financial services.
Twenty-five percent were
completely unrelated fields,
textiles, food, coffee and
an alligator farm in Florida
that just went public
about two years ago.
Okay. We are completely
back up and online 100 percent.
A simple thank you
would be nice.
-[all] Thanks.
-Forget it.
-Hey, look. I got something.
-What?
This company keeps coming up.
It seems an obvious
admission from all the others,
yet it has networking
of ties throughout.
Strange.
How so?
Well, I found the communication
link between it and Miquin.
I can't be sure until I can hack
access into their main frame.
Which company is it?
Icon.
Icon Technologies.
Well, I think we found
our chess partner.
I told you she was good.
[phone ringing]
-Hello?
-[Sam] Ron.
Sam, glad you're in town.
Looking forward to this.
I'm about five minutes out.
I'll meet you
downstairs in the Sky Hi Bar.
Great.
[Nate] This place has
a whole new personality to it.
[Beth] It's her mood.
[Nate] Her mood?
[Beth] Mom.
It's, uh, soothing.
Don't you think?
She's pensive.
Wants us to give it much
thought before we act.
She senses some danger.
Calm before the storm.
Yeah. Something like that.
-Does...
-I... sorry... go ahead.
-No, you.
-No, really.
I insist.
I was, uh...
I was just going to say
I think that's the
first time we've spoken
two words to each other
without exchanging hostilities.
It was nice.
I'm sorry, uh,
what were you going to say?
I was going to say that...
I think you're a jerk.
This might be fun.
I think she likes me.
We have to make a decision.
Florida's on hold
for the moment,
but it won't take much
to raise suspicions,
especially after
what happened two nights ago.
We don't have much time.
What's your plan?
Are we planning on leaving
it up to Wonder Boy here?
Well, if you have another plan,
by all means share it.
I'd love to hear it,
especially if it's anything like
the last plan you came up with.
Should be pretty entertaining.
Well, I think we should
turn back around,
head down to Florida
and work with someone
who can give us some help.
As much as I'd like to
spend some time in the sun,
it's not a good idea.
We need to take
a close look at Icon.
Find out who's
contacting Miquin's computer.
It could be anyone
of your father's ex-employees.
Oh, great. Who is it?
What does he want?
How did he get in?
Did he set off the ricochet?
He was probably just
sending an old friend an email.
Maybe. I doubt it.
So when you say take a
closer look, what do you mean?
We go up to that corporate
office and look around.
Jen can stay here
and keep trying to hack in.
We'll just help her a little.
That's all.
I really think
what we're looking for
is on that 63rd floor.
Are you just planning
on walking in
and asking for the access
code number?
No. You and I are going
into that office.
I was thinking of us as a team.
I would rather be a free agent.
Why don't you and Miss Dot Com
go on a recce
and I will stay behind
and support you from here?
Because Jen doesn't have
as much experience
in these things as you do.
I already know how you're
going to be in the field.
I'll get to be more careful
now that I know how you are,
and I'll get the chance
to watch over my own back
rather than worry about hers.
[Jake] Nate's team leader.
What he says goes.
I'm putting a time limit.
Go do what you have to do.
Be back in 45 minutes.
We'll reassess.
That doesn't give us much time.
It's all the time you'll need.
-How do we...
-How are we getting in?
Yes, Mr. Team Leader,
how are we getting in?
I'm not sure.
But I'll figure something out.
Oh, great.
We're going to end up in jail.
Take the I17 pack.
Nate, bring your camera,
document.
I'll keep the two-way open.
Better get started.
Beth, take him to
the WI gateway.
Sure.
Be safe.
Yeah, yeah. No sweat.
Come on, team leader!
-What are you doing?
-What does it look like?
I thought you said you
knew where you wanted to go.
I do. I'm just double-checking.
-And?
-And I was right, 63rd floor.
Hey... hey, there's a package.
Let's make a delivery.
Federal offense.
Don't make me hit you.
Just go pick it up.
-Is your arm broken?
-I'm team leader, remember?
Hey, hey what are you doing?
Put that down.
That's my package.
Everything all right here?
I'm a cop.
[Jake] What's going on, Nate?
I just ran into an old friend.
I think you know him, too.
You two better get out.
But we're separated
at the moment.
What's he doing here?
I don't know. I was hoping
you could help me with that one.
It's way too big
of a coincidence.
Is... Is there just a backdoor
out of this place or something?
Nate, what are you doing here?
Oh, I'm sorry.
Ronald, this is Nate Palmer.
A, uh, [clears throat]
young friend of mine.
If you'll excuse me.
[Max] I'll catch up
with you shortly.
It was a pleasure meeting you.
What are you doing here?
Where are your friends?
I thought you were dead.
This game just keeps getting
weirder. You set me up.
No. I'm protecting you.
From what?
Should I go through the list?
We have to get out of here now.
What?
It's for your own good. Now.
Wh... What about Beth?
It's too late for her.
What?
[speaking Latin]
No.
Now.
No!
[suspenseful music plays]
[elevator ding]
Beth!
[Jake] William kept it
out of our reach,
but he always
kept it close enough
so that we'd be protecting it.
I knew Nate was the key.
I always knew that.
But I never thought...
he never expected us
to find the real one.
Towne's chip has been destroyed,
but I know where
the real one is.
[Max] Looks like he's out of
danger. Test is complete.
-Good.
-Chip is functioning normally.
No damage to the cortex.
No signs of preclusion, so it's
very healthy unlike the others.
[Jake] Unlike the others?
Do you mean like Jake's,
the one I have?
Kept me out of the loop
too long, Max.
[chuckles]
This isn't about
saving the world
from the corrupt use
of technology anymore.
This is about saving him.
Isn't it?
He had the real chip
the whole time.
This was all just a ruse
to flush out the fake one?
Revenge?
He made artificial intelligence,
and when he experimented on us,
William made a promise that he
was going to see this through.
That we were going to be okay.
We were the real prototypes.
And for that, we're dying?
I'm sorry.
[computer beeps]
[Jake] I need this.
[gunshot]
I'm just seeing to it
that his promise is fulfilled.
[suspenseful music plays]
Max, what's going on?
[suspenseful music continues]
[beeping]
[soft music plays]
[soft music continues]
