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So, I read your papers on
peripheral neuropathy yesterday.
Five precious hours of my
life that I'll never get back.
Memorizing facts and
then regurgitating them
in 2,000 carefully crafted
words is not science, people.
It's intellectual bulimia.
Real science happens when we
explore what we don't know.
Galileo, Curie, Einstein.
They all had the imagination and the guts
to look at a set of facts and say,
"Okay, but what about this?
And what if that?"
They asked questions.
So, instead of revisiting
what we already know,
let's spend this hour in
pursuit of ignorance
Our own.
And since Mr.
Lewicki
is an expert in the field of ignorance,
he will lead the discussion.
I'm sure something is
going on with my father.
But in the future,
I'd appreciate it if you would call me.
- I'm leaving him.
- What?
I tried to talk to him
about moving to an
assisted-living facility.
I found this great one in Belmont Park,
but he screamed at me
to get out of his life.
And you took that literally?
The man has Alzheimer's.
I'm sure he was upset
He's upset all the time
now.
I can't take it.
I just went through this
with both of my parents.
But at least they were nice
to me.
Your father is abusive.
Look, I have my own life to live.
I know the two of you don't get along.
But here he's at the condo.
You'll need them to get in.
Uh
What the hell is this?
I already told you, Dad.
It's not safe for you to
stay at the condo alone, so
So you brought me to this dump.
This dump is my house.
And I'm not exactly thrilled
that you're here, either,
but since you sent Wendy
running for the hills,
this is our only option for the time being.
Wendy will be back.
She's a woman.
Gets emotional and blows
things out of proportion.
Ah.
Your mother was an
expert in that regard.
Like when she got cancer?
God.
If only mom could have
lightened up a little bit, huh?
Oh, you think sarcasm is funny.
I think it's a healthy coping
mechanism, unlike denial.
Wendy's not coming back okay?
You've got to find a place to
live where you'll be cared for.
I should have been nicer to her.
I-I should have tried harder.
Yeah, you should have participated
in the clinical trial I signed you up for.
The meds would have helped with your mood,
and and and slowed the memory loss.
Okay, enough with the "I told you so.
"
Where's the John?
I appreciate you giving
up your room, Lewicki.
- It's temporary, I promise.
- I'm giving up my room?
I just think he'll be more
comfortable in his own space.
You know, maybe you can wire
up that old TV that's in there.
And he's gonna want some kind of red meat,
so you'll have to go shopping.
No offense, Doc,
but if I have to look after two pierces,
I'm going to blow my brains out.
Fine.
Fine.
My father My responsibility.
Well, where's the *** toilet paper?!
Give him a hand in there,
will you, please?
What? I got to I got to get the door.
Kate.
Thank God.
Y-you have a case, right?
Just give me two seconds
to get my things together.
Daniel, slow down.
I do have a case.
But it involves the ***
of someone you may know.
Who?
It's a neuroscientist
named Landon Jennings.
Never heard of him
Unless that's a prerequisite
for my involvement, in which case,
yes, Landon Jennings and I were very close.
Landon Jennings was
killed? Did you know him?
Well, of him.
He's a pioneer in artificial intelligence.
Don't you have some work
to do in the bathroom?
Mm, sounds like your dad figured it out.
- Your dad's here? I want to meet him.
- No, you don't.
I heard a beautiful voice.
And, look, it belongs to
an equally beautiful woman.
Kate Moretti, James Pierce.
- My pleasure.
- I, uh, see we've solved the mystery
of where Daniel gets his good looks.
So, you're Daniel's special lady friend.
I approve, Son.
She's a special agent with the FBI.
She has a case she needs my help with.
It's extremely time-sensitive,
so we have to go right now.
The case isn't that time-sensitive.
Your dad's charming.
Plus,
aren't you a little bit old
- to be embarrassed by a parent?
- Unfortunately, no.
And the charm's an illusion, believe me.
Anything you want to talk about?
Yes, I want to talk about the case.
You brought it to me 'cause
the victim's a neuroscientist?
I brought it to you for the same
reason the will county police
brought it to the FBI
it doesn't seem possible.
Whoever killed Jennings got in
and out of a secure safe room
and then vanished into thin air.
A locked-door mystery.
Thank you.
I feel better already.
According to the police report,
Jennings lived here with
a personal assistant.
He could give Lewicki some tips on dusting.
Place is spotless.
He came back from an errand
to find Dr.
Jennings
Looking like this.
Cause of death is asphyxiation,
but the forensics came back blank.
No hairs or fibers.
Just a nasty bruise on
the back of the head.
Hmm.
Not your average padlock.
Oh.
The door is solid steel
with seals on the edges.
Well, there's more.
Wow.
I value my privacy, too,
but this is a bit extreme.
Okay, here's my take I'm Jennings.
I'm at my desk working.
You're the killer.
- Okay.
- Somehow, you get through that door.
Well, either I disable the lock,
or I knew the code to begin with.
Right, I jump up in a
panic, knock over my chair,
make a run for it, but you grab me.
There's a wild struggle.
We
knock a bunch of stuff over.
I scream.
The gardeners outside hear me.
He can't get into the
house.
It's all locked up.
Exactly.
Finally, you get leverage,
slamming me to the ground here.
The blow to the back of my
head leaves me unconscious.
You then, with a gloved hand,
block my breathing passages till I die.
Then you leave, sealing
the door behind you,
and disappear.
Makes sense.
The question is, why did Jennings
hermetically seal himself
in here in the first place?
Either he's paranoid,
or there's something very
valuable he wanted to protect.
Check this out.
Interesting symbols.
Some sort of code.
I think that whatever
Jennings was protecting
can be accessed from this computer,
and the killer tried to log in.
I don't know anything about his computer.
Dr.
Jennings trusted me with things
like his checkbook and his laundry,
but that room is basically
an extension of Eternity labs.
It's above my pay grade.
What's Eternity labs?
Uh, where they do the R&D
for the artificial-intelligence work.
Dr.
Jennings' study was wired into it.
He preferred to work from home.
So there's access
to all of his intellectual property there.
Billions of dollars worth.
That explains the security.
Any idea who did this, Felix?
No.
No, but whoever it was had
the code to unlock the door.
Plus, they knew I'd be gone by 7:30.
What happens at 7:30?
Blueberry scones come out
of the oven at Dimitri's.
Dr.
Jennings has me make a daily run.
He didn't come out of
his study when I got back,
so I went in and found him.
You have the code, too.
In case of an emergency,
but if you think I would
ever hurt Dr.
Jennings
Maybe you would give the
code to someone for a price.
No.
No.
Dr.
Jennings wasn't just a boss.
He was a friend.
By "friend," you mean?
I mean friend.
I started working here
after Dr.
Jennings' divorce.
He needed someone to talk to.
Any idea if he kept in
touch with his ex-wife?
Landon was the most
Passionate man I'd ever met.
We could be in the middle
of a crowded restaurant,
and he would make me feel like
we were the only two people in the world.
And then he got
Involved with this hush-hush project,
and it just
It just swallowed him up.
Sounds like something that
would be tough on a marriage.
Yeah, suddenly, I found myself
Looking at wedding photos
while he locked himself in that study.
Did you know the code to get in?
Yeah.
I mean, he's probably changed
it a hundred times since then.
He was paranoid about his work.
And what was the project
that he was involved in?
He never told me,
but he did let me know we were
almost broke because of it.
Oh, and, by the way, if
anything should happen to him,
that I wouldn't get the
life-insurance money.
The project would.
And I said, "just tell me
that this so-called project
"is a 25-year-old
with big ***,
because at least I can make sense of that.
"
Did Dr.
Jennings do a lot
of socializing for work?
Not once that project started.
Then the only people
he saw were at the lab.
Welcome to Eternity.
I'm Yael.
I'm one of the assistants here.
The news about Dr.
Jennings was such a shock.
We want to help with the
investigation any way we can.
Were the two of you close?
He mostly kept to himself,
but we all felt close to him.
It was the nature of the project.
Exactly what is the nature of the project?
Immortality.
This is Dr.
Esper.
He
heads the Eternity project.
We're developing technology which will
allow human consciousness
to be uploaded to a computer,
where it can live forever.
Human consciousness isn't
something that can be uploaded.
And even if it could,
nothing lives on a computer.
What I'm about to show you
has untold proprietary value.
Suffice to say, we go to
great lengths to protect it.
I do hope that the FBI can be discreet?
L-Dub, wake up.
It's Landon Jennings.
For the last two years,
we have been recording
Dr.
Jennings' thoughts, ideas, and memories
and uploading them into the system.
Each upload session was taped
with motion-capture video,
which we used to build the hologram.
We call him "L-Dub" for "Landon W".
Please introduce yourself.
Hi, I'm Kate Moretti.
Nice to meet you, Kate.
I am not gonna pretend that
that thing is a real person.
Come on, Daniel.
Play nice.
Fine.
Hi L-Dub.
I'm Dr.
Daniel Pierce.
Dr.
Daniel Pierce
What an arrogant prick.
Oh, you've programmed it to insult people.
That's that's very impressive.
L-Dub must have recognized your name.
L-Dub, do you know Dr.
Pierce?
I met Dr.
Pierce in 2002
at the Ted conference.
I asked him to join my telekinesis project,
but he said he didn't want to
waste his time on magical thinking.
Yep, kind of seems like he knows you.
You see the cameras around the room?
L-Dub can see you,
and he associates your facial
expressions with emotion.
But he can't feel those emotions.
That will change.
L-Dub, show us the neurochip.
This is the technology
that powers L-Dub's mind.
It is the first microprocessor
designed to mimic the
neurons in the human brain.
It assimilates multiple
information streams,
making complex associations,
then adapting to make
itself more efficient.
Already, L-Dub can process our payroll,
adjust the air-conditioning
based on how many people are in the lab,
even compose his own music.
So this is the intellectual property
that Dr.
Jennings was
worried about protecting.
Until our patent is approved, yes.
It's still not consciousness.
It's not even close.
It's closer than you think.
If we load L-Dub with
enough data, we believe
that he will eventually
cross that line into life.
Like Abe Lincoln in the hall of presidents
at Disneyland, except
he was made of plastic.
We've advanced well beyond
animatronics, Dr.
Pierce.
In two years, L-Dub's brain
will live in a body of advanced robotics.
By 2045,
we will be able to live free
of our biological bodies
Free of sickness, free of pain.
Life without biology is science-fiction.
I got a question.
L-Dub, do you know if Dr.
Jennings had any enemies?
Eric Bieniemy played running back
for the university of
Colorado from 1988 to 1990.
Do you have a favorite football team, Kate?
Yeah, the the Chicago dumb-*** robots.
They're an expansion franchise.
L-Dub knows the meaning
of the word "enemies," Dr.
Pierce.
But like you and I, his word
recognition isn't perfect.
Maybe you can answer the question, then.
A shot in the dark,
my former partner might
qualify Carter Humphries.
We started circling a similar
idea when Jennings found me
and offered me three times the salary.
When I told him I was
leaving, Carter lost it.
Kenny Esper is smart,
but way too sensitive.
You didn't threaten him or Jennings
when he said he was leaving?
In the heat of it all, sure,
but revenge is a dish
best served cold, right?
I surrounded myself with
younger, hungrier talent,
and I beat those *** to the punch.
And what's the punch?
I just signed a $40 million
venture-capital agreement.
So, uh, can't give you the details.
But the bottom line is, I have a way
to preserve consciousness that
will leave eternity in the dust.
So there's a race to immortality.
And I'm wearing the yellow Jersey.
Hello?
It's Max.
Excuse me.
Lewicki? What is it?
So, does your dad have certain beliefs
you didn't tell me about, like, say,
a man can never be at one with the world
unless he's butt-naked?
He took off his clothes.
Yeah.
About an hour ago.
And he won't put them back on, Doc.
Well, loss of boundaries
is part of the Alzheimer's.
Yeah, well, I still
have my boundaries, Doc,
and you said he would
be your responsibility.
So you need to get back here.
Turn off the heat and open the windows,
and when he gets cold, he'll get dressed.
- I got to go.
- I - do not
Sorry.
- Everything okay?
- Perfect.
What's that?
Apparently, Dr.
Humphries
has been getting some fan mail.
"Your work is an abomination.
"It may make you rich, but
it fundamentally violates God.
"Make no mistake,
"he will respond with
the ultimate punishment.
Yours truly, Theodore Ludlow.
"
- Yes, I wrote that.
- Along with a similarly
threatening letter to Dr.
Jennings?
To warn him, not threaten.
Do either of you know Moore's law?
Over the history of computing hardware,
- performance doubles every two years.
- Exactly.
So in 30 years,
computers will be millions
of times smarter than humans.
We are staring our extinction in the face.
That's the point I was trying to make.
Along with the point about
the ultimate punishment?
Is that what you delivered to Dr.
Jennings?
You've obviously never seen Judgment day.
"
Actually, I read the play.
That's what God's wrath will look like.
If I was president, "T2" would be
part of every school
curriculum in the country.
Who's gonna survive the apocalypse?
Not us.
The machines.
It's lunacy on both sides.
Anyone who thinks that
computers are gonna be human
in 30 years is delusional.
Doc, you said it yourself
Great scientists should ask "what if?"
Fine.
Ask "what if?"
Just don't tell the world
that you're creating
immortality when you're not.
Dad, your napkin's already
folded.
Please just eat.
Daniel's always been
intensely afraid of dying.
T-that's why he's upset.
I am not upset.
And I'm no more afraid
of death than anyone else.
Well, I believe in God,
so I'm not really scared of dying.
I have Alzheimer's.
By the time I die,
I won't even remember what fear is.
Nobody appreciates gallows humor anymore.
What's he doing?
I'm not sure.
Doc?
It's snowing.
Snowing?
The thermostat's been hacked.
Lewicki, did did you
let someone in the house?
Daniel, you're being
paranoid again.
Knock it off.
That's it.
The killer didn't break in
to Landon Jennings' study.
It was the hologram.
Okay, okay, so, w-what do we know
a-about our hologram
friend, L-Dub?
That he doesn't know the real you.
Esper said it also controls
the air-conditioning system
at Eternity labs, right?
Yeah, so?
So Jennings' study is
wired into Eternity labs.
I'll bet somebody could use L-Dub
to manipulate Jennings'
air-conditioning, as well.
- Okay, why would someone want to do that?
- Liquid nitrogen.
It's a common coolant used in HVAC systems.
L-Dub could have been
programmed to engineer a leak.
What would that do?
If you if you release
enough liquid nitrogen
into a sealed environment,
it reduces the concentration
of oxygen in the room
and causes asphyxiation.
- How long would that take?
- Less than five minutes.
And and it's virtually
untraceable, which is
Which is why forensics found
nothing on Jennings' body,
other than the bump on his head,
which, as you said, he
probably got when he collapsed.
Nobody made it past that locked
door because nobody had to.
Okay, but what about the mess or
the noise that the gardner heard?
May may maybe Jennings panicked
when he realized he was choking.
The room was trashed because
he was trying to survive.
L-Dub, did you adjust
the air-conditioning
at Dr.
Jennings' house on
the morning that he died?
Uh, let's not talk about
that.
That was a bad day.
Did you program L-Dub
not to talk about this?
"This," being your ridiculous theory
that he was instructed
to kill Dr.
Jennings? No.
I told him it was a bad day because it was.
Perhaps you're framing
your question the wrong way.
Okay.
L-Dub, did anyone instruct you
to adjust the air-conditioning
at Dr.
Jennings' on the
morning that he died?
No.
Do you ever have bad days, Kate?
- Why does his arm keep doing that?
- Probably just a glitch
from one of his motion-capture sessions.
Is it possible to see
footage from a session
where Jennings used the phrase "bad day"?
Why would you want to see that?
Every time he uses that
phrase, his arm glitches.
Look, I'm very busy.
I could get a warrant, Dr.
Esper,
but you probably don't
want the kind of publicity
that goes along with an FBI raid.
He says it a few seconds
after the 38-minute mark.
I mean, t-this is the
kind of quality we need
to make sure L-Dub has.
It's really it's
It's all about the nuances.
We have to keep digging.
Damn it! I'm having a bad day.
That's it.
I should have seen it earlier.
Seen what?
Magnetic Apraxia.
It's
a neurological disorder.
People who have it compulsively grasp
or or use whatever object is near them.
In this case, t-the sensor on his wrist.
But it also explains
t-the the strips of
tape that I saw on his desk.
He had a dispenser, so
he continually used it,
ripping off pieces and
sticking them to the edge.
- So, what does it mean?
- Well, the condition is linked
to several neurodegenerative disorders
that affect the frontal
lobe, all of which are fatal.
- Dr.
Esper, you must have known this.
- No.
But I I knew there was something wrong.
He didn't recognize one
of our engineers last week
A guy who'd been working here for years.
Diminished cognitive
function is part of it.
But but he did he never acknowledge
that there was a problem?
I asked him once if he was okay.
He snapped at me that he was fine.
He was a man that took a lot
of pride in his intellect.
He also signs everyone's
checks, so I didn't push.
I'm curious as to why you didn't
bring this up the last time we came by.
We're trying to preserve
Dr.
Jennings' mind here.
If it ever got out that
it was deteriorating,
the viability of the whole
project would be at risk.
I was simply trying to manage the problem.
But now that Dr.
Jennings is dead,
you don't have that problem.
And since his life-insurance
payout goes to the lab,
everybody still gets their checks.
Look, I I withheld information.
But I am not a monster!
I still think L-Dub
could have been programmed
to sabotage the air-conditioning
and programmed to deny it.
We have to talk to every employee
with the access and the knowledge to do it.
I'll get a list.
In the meantime,
let's try to prove your
theory on the other end.
Snake's up, if you want to take a look.
Here we are in the duct.
So far, everything's cool.
Air-conditioning humor?
Sorry.
Oh.
Hang on.
Looks like we're going around a corner.
Oh.
Hello.
Some sort of canister for compressed gas.
Is there any chance that
canister's just part of the unit?
No.
That's what we like to
call an aftermarket extra.
Looks like we just found our *** weapon.
The tech guys found a wi-fi
receptor and a trigger mechanism
built into the canister from
the air-conditioning duct.
So, someone from Eternity
could have programmed L-Dub
to send a signal to
release the liquid nitrogen.
- I was right.
- You were right, but probably wrong.
We traced the parts used to make the
device to two different companies,
both with shipping manifests
to a P.
O.
box owned by Carter Humphries.
The rival? Well, he couldn't use L-Dub.
How would he get access to Jennings' house?
We'll find out.
We're
bringing him in for
Well, hello!
Special agent Kate Moretti, FBI!
Um
Mr.
Pierce, it's good to see you again.
It's good to see you, too.
You people are nuts.
The jury at your ***
trial isn't gonna think so.
They'll connect the
dots the same way we did.
No, there isn't gonna be a trial
'cause I didn't kill the guy.
But you did threaten him,
and the parts used to make
the device that did kill him
were all sent to a P.
O.
box in your name.
I'm telling you, I don't
know anything about that.
But you do know something
about engineering.
I mean, you could have built
that device with your eyes closed.
I want my lawyer.
He's got a story.
He's just doing everything
he can not to tell it.
He might have built the device,
but somebody had to help him
plant it in Jennings' study.
Maybe what he's not talking
about is his partner.
Look, I get it.
I had access to the air-conditioning vent.
I knew exactly when Dr.
Jennings
would be locked in his study,
but you're ignoring two important facts.
What would those be?
Number one, Dr.
Jennings
was like family to me.
Family members kill
each other all the time.
And number two, Carter
Humphries was a colossal scumbag,
and I would never associate
with anyone who sleeps
with another man's wife.
Whose wife are we talking about?
Dr.
Jennings.
The affair basically broke up the marriage.
It was after Landon hired Ken Esper away,
you know, and told me that
he didn't want to have kids.
Carter hit on me
at one of those stuffy fundraisers,
and we just sort of fell into
bed out of mutual bitterness.
Was that bed in Dr.
Jennings' house?
Well, "bed" is a figure of speech,
but, yes, Carter was over
at the house a few times.
Were you two ever in the study?
Sure.
It was symbolic.
You know, a way of defiling Landon's work.
That was the whole point.
Actually, the whole point was for Humphries
to plant the device that
killed your ex-husband.
Was he ever alone in the study?
Oh, my God.
There was one time afterwards
He said he would go
get us a glass of water,
and I gave him the code to get back in.
Well, Felix was right about one thing
Carter Humphries is a scumbag.
Agreed.
You'd think sleeping with Jennings' wife
would satisfy his thirst for revenge.
Apparently, he was pretty parched.
Or this *** has nothing
to do with revenge at all.
T-think about it would Humphries
plant a device to kill Jennings,
and then wait more than
a year to set it off?
There's there's too many loose ends,
like the code we saw on Jennings' computer
or or Humphries' big
venture-capital agreement.
They have to be connected somehow.
Careful, Daniel, all right?
Not everything is connected.
Look, either way, I'm meeting
with Donnie to draw up an indictment.
We've got more than
enough to charge Humphries.
Yeah, but not enough to
know what really happened.
Look who's burning the 9:00 P.
M.
oil.
Working on a case, which, unfortunately,
involves sifting through
computer schematics,
patent applications,
and endless drivel about
something called "Wetware.
"
Hey, you you taught a symbology class.
Does this mean anything to you?
Well, it does bear some hallmarks
of Chimu Indian iconography.
You think it's some sort of computer code?
I have no idea.
The whole thing's a giant
race to a finish line
- that doesn't exist anyway.
- I don't follow.
The *** victim was a pioneer
in artificial intelligence.
He was convinced that he could
make computers that can feel.
It's total nonsense.
Little known fact
Back in the early '80s,
my best friend was the first
guy at CLMU to get a walkman.
People said, "Daniel, you're
shutting out the world,"
and you said, "no, technology
just opened the world up.
I'm embracing it.
"
I was ***.
You were fearless.
Remember years ago when the university
set up e-mail accounts for everybody?
Mm-hmm.
The first time I opened my
in-box, I had six messages.
I was convinced that they
were encrypted communiqués
from government agents.
I freaked out and turned
the damn thing off.
I guess I never understood
why computers scared you so much.
Yeah, well now you do.
And yet here you are,
all alone in a dark
office, delving into them.
Well, I'm trying to solve a ***.
And maybe avoid a certain houseguest?
It's your father, Daniel.
Hard as it is, you need to be with him.
Let me give you a ride home, huh?
Hmm.
A puzzle.
Uh-huh.
Well, either you're
trying to infantilize me
or bore me to death.
As long as you're staying here,
we are gonna face your
Alzheimer's straight on.
That means meds, puzzles, exercise routine,
whatever it takes.
Oh, so, you'll be taking
your meds, too, huh?
I'm I'm not the one
that's been parading
around the house naked.
No, you're just hallucinating snow
and screaming at the
thermostat like a crazy person.
"A crazy person," Dad? Really?
- Was that insensitive?
- It's offensive,
but that's always been your strong suit.
Hey, you know something?
I'm tired of the chip on your shoulder.
- I was a good father.
- Correction
You were a good provider
who was never around.
- Revisionist history!
- Not for the important stuff,
and certainly not when I got sick.
I took you to the hospital
for your tonsillectomy.
I'm talking about the psych
hospital, Dad, and you know it.
I took you to Disneyland!
- Oh, that was mom!
- ***!
You paid for the plane tickets.
Mom and I went to Disneyland.
You went to some conference.
I took you to Disneyland!
I distinctly remember!
- Now you're confused.
- You think I'm confused?!
Pick up the phone and call your mother!
She'll tell you!
Mom died 25 years ago.
Dad.
No, no, no, no!
No!
Doc.
Everything okay?
No, Lewicki, everything is a mess.
What's that?
What is that? Let me see that.
What is it, Doc?
It's the real motive for ***.
This is a joke.
Gyricore?
This is the neurochip.
It's
ex it's exactly the same.
Humphries submitted his patent application
two months before Eternity did.
His venture capital kicks
in when he gets approval.
The son of a *** stole my work!
The other possibility is
that you stole his work.
- What?!
- You were partners,
but then you realized you
could make three times the money
working with Landon Jennings,
so you brought him Humphries' research
- and passed it off as your own.
- Carter doesn't have the mind
- to come up with something like this.
- Which is exactly what you told Jennings.
But when he found out the truth,
you had to kill him so
he wouldn't expose you.
A-are are you out of your minds?
I'm not the murderer or the fraud.
Carter's stolen the last
two years of my life.
How so?
Eternity labs isn't exactly
lacking for security.
How could Humphries have access
to something as important
as the neurochip design?
He couldn't, unless he
was physically in the lab.
The the only other way
of accessing our data is
Is through my laptop.
Oh, my God.
Did somebody else have
access to your laptop?
My girlfriend.
At least that's what I thought she was.
We broke down the security footage
from Carter Humphries' office building.
12 visits in the last year,
all in the middle of the night.
But that's okay.
I guess
spies don't need sleep.
I'll give you something on Humphries.
That's what you really want.
No, I'm fine with just locking you up.
But if you want to have a conversation,
tell me everything,
and we'll see where we go from there.
I needed a job to stay in the country.
Humphries was the only
one who made me an offer,
which, of course, came with a catch.
You would be working for
Eternity labs, instead of him.
He said they stole his idea,
and we were going to get it back.
Didn't that strike you
as a little bit unusual?
No, it was exciting.
And he spent the next
month teaching me exactly
what Dr.
Esper would want in an assistant.
When did you and Esper
start sleeping together?
Two weeks in.
Humphries
scripted the whole thing.
I was the girl staying late at the lab,
trying to heal her broken heart with work.
Esper thought he was my knight.
He fell in love and started
to share his life with me.
- Including his laptop.
- And I passed flash drives
of the latest development to Humphries.
And you passed along
Jennings' schedule, too
When he would be at home,
when he would be at the lab.
- What?
- Humphries needed that information
to carry out the ***.
Who else could have given it to him?
The ***?
Humphries had nothing to do with that.
Neither did I.
I don't have a problem.
It's a very complex case.
***.
Oh.
Daniel.
You all right?
Yeah.
Yeah, I'm fine.
What is it?
He says there's been an emergency.
Doc, he won't open the
door.
He won't answer me.
It's been like 30 minutes.
Dad?
Dad?
Dad, open the door.
We We got to break this open.
I'll get the fire extinguisher.
Dad?
Why didn't you answer me?
We thought something horrible happened.
I had an accident.
Hey.
Y-y-you
okay?
We need to talk.
Daniel, I can't live this way anymore.
I'm falling apart in front of your eyes.
I need you to help me
work out an alternative.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
If if if you're talking
about something drastic, you can forget it.
We're not having that
conversation.
Do you understand?
I was talking about moving in
to the damn facility in Belmont Park.
Oh.
You don't have to do that, Dad.
You can stay here.
I know I haven't been around
much, but I w I will be.
- I will be.
I'll try harder.
- You don't understand, Daniel.
It's not about you.
It's about me.
I want to make one
decision about my future
While I still can.
I understand that, Dad.
I understand.
Don't overreact, Son.
Thank you, Dad.
Thank you.
You you just helped me solve the case.
L-Dub, I'd like to log in
to Landon Jennings' computer.
Good luck.
Well done, Dr.
Pierce.
One down and four to go.
- You broke the code.
- No, no, it's not a code.
It's a progressive matrices test.
It measures a person's ability
to combine logical and creative thinking.
The computer shows me a series of symbols,
and I have to complete the pattern.
- How did you know ?
- Don't ask.
It'll make your head hurt.
Smart man.
You are logged in.
L-Dub, how often did Landon
Jennings take this test?
Every day for 223 days.
See, this is how Jennings
logged into his computer every morning.
He had to answer all of
the questions correctly,
or he couldn't start his day's work.
- He was testing himself.
- Because he knew he was sick.
If he got even one question wrong,
it meant that his brain had
deteriorated past the point
where he could feel helpful or productive
or even just proud of himself.
And because of his condition,
he knew he might not recognize
it when that day came.
But the test would prove it.
That's why he created it
He wanted to make a
decision about his future
while he still could.
We've been searching for his murderer,
but the killer's been in
front of us all the time.
The moment that Landon
Jennings got a question wrong,
the moment that he had proof
he was no longer the man he used to be,
his computer sent a wi-fi signal
to a device he planted in
his air-conditioning duct
that triggered a valve which
released liquid nitrogen
into his study and killed him.
Oh, my God.
He committed suicide.
Right.
But he didn't do it alone.
Why are you wasting time with this theory
when Dr.
Jennings' killer
is still out there?!
I get it, Felix.
Eternity labs doesn't get
the life-insurance payout
if the death is ruled a suicide,
and I'm sure that Dr.
Jennings
would appreciate your loyalty,
- but there's no way
- But he didn't kill himself.
We have proof that he did,
and you unlawfully assisted him.
Now, we also have you
on conspiracy to commit insurance fraud.
So if you want to minimize your jail time,
start telling us the truth.
The first few months that
I worked for Dr.
Jennings,
I barely saw him.
He'd be locked in his
study all day and night,
except for when he came out for food,
but he usually ate at his desk,
so I was alone most of the time.
And then one night, Dr.
Jennings
came out of his study early.
He just wanted to hang out.
So we started shooting
the breeze every night.
One of the smartest men in the world.
He talked to me like
I was one of his peers,
and he listened.
I never really had a friend like that.
But there was a catch.
One night, Dr.
Jennings
decides the time is right
to tell me he has a fatal brain disease.
I didn't believe him because
he seemed completely normal,
but he said, soon, he'd
start losing control
of his mind and body.
He said he couldn't live that way,
and he needed me to make
sure it didn't happen.
I was horrified.
I I didn't want to help
anyone die, especially not him.
But he told me everybody had the
right to die on their own terms,
and the only way to keep
the eternity project funded
was to make it look like ***.
He didn't want his condition
to stop him from changing the world.
I realized there was honor in that.
He needed you to be in on the plan
because he knew someday he might forget.
That's right.
First thing I had to do was
order the parts for the
liquid-nitrogen device.
And make it look like Carter Humphries did.
The P.
O.
box was Dr.
Jennings' idea
A final "screw you" for
sleeping with his wife.
The parts came, he built the device,
and we planted it in the vents.
Jennings took that test every morning
when you went out for scones.
That way, if you had a change of heart
while it was happening,
you couldn't stop it.
Every day got a little more stressful,
especially when his
symptoms started to show.
We we both knew it was coming.
And then it did.
I know I carried out his wishes,
but would it have been so bad
if he had stuck around a little longer?
Even if he wasn't at his best,
at least he'd still be alive.
Think of your life as a story.
Actually, you already do.
FMRI studies show us
that following a story
A narrative with a
beginning, middle, and end
Causes our brains to release
cortisol and oxytocin.
These chemicals give us
the uniquely human ability
to connect with someone, even
a total stranger, and empathize.
In other words,
stories are what we use to
find meaning in our lives.
Now, imagine for a moment
that we lived without
the understanding that our
story must eventually end.
What if our lives were as
infinite as the universe,
if the ticking clock never stopped?
What would our story be then?
Would we still love?
Or care?
Would those tiny, fleeting
moments that mean everything
Mean anything at all?