♪ ♪
My name is Dylan Resnick.
Three nights ago, my wife went for a jog.
She never came home.
If anyone has any information on Alison's whereabouts,
please, come forward.
Elizabeth, Alison's mother, and I,
we just want her home.
(rhythmic breathing)
(engine starting)
DYLAN: Alison and I met
freshman year of high school, and I fell in love immediately.
She is the sweetest,
most kind-hearted person that I've ever known.
I don't know why anyone would want to hurt her.
Ali, if you can hear me...
I love you.
I can't imagine my life without you.
(Alison moans)
These last few days have been hell,
and I've been looking for you.
I've been looking for you
since you disappeared,
and I'm not going to stop.
I'm going to find you.
(men talking indistinctly, dogs barking)
Seek, seek. Seek.
MAN (over radio): Yeah, we're going to need a couple more units.
OFFICER: Yeah, clear over here!
(dog whining)
OFFICER 2: Come on, Shaky, come on now.
Nothing here!
(groans)
(grunts)
Hey, guys, over here!
What you got?
OFFICER 3: Go this way.
OFFICER 1: Hey, Tom, over here.
Come on, come on.
OFFICER 2: Yeah, on my way.
You pick something up?
OFFICER 1: Yeah.
♪ ♪
Looks like Alison Resnick's wearable
was carrying a whole bunch of code
that the manufacturer never intended.
Malware.
Whoever wrote this malware is Alison's killer.
(shuddering)
Hey, keep the change, thank you.
D.B. Russell, you are aware that
work starts at 8:00 a.m., not 8:13.
Yeah, I know, I'm sorry.
Uh, there was a...
A woman.
(laughing): A what?
You've been working at Cyber for five months.
You haven't been late, not once.
Now in the span of a week, you've been late three times.
Come on, who is she?
No, no, no, no, no, it's this winter weather.
I'm not used to it.
It's slowing me down.
Come on, there's a spring in your step,
you got a grin a mile wide.
You, sir, are smitten.
Who is she?
Oh...
her name is Greer Latimore,
and I got to tell you, like, um,
like Nelson would say, I'm really feeling it.
(laughs)
She's a very attractive, um, former secret service agent.
Wow, that's impressive.
Mm.
Well, I guess that means
our plans are off for Friday.
What? Oh, no, no, no, no, no, we're going.
Come on, you kidding me?
Cal versus Georgetown?
Friday night, two seats, courtside.
Come on.
You should take Greer.
To watch my Bears
dismantle your Hoyas?
No, no, it's you and me, Missy.
You are aware, I never went to Georgetown.
You live a block from the university.
Technically,
that makes them your team.
True. The Hoyas
versus the Bears.
They-they haven't played since 1907.
It's gonna be huge.
I'll bring the tissue.
Trust me, you're gonna need them.
No, I'm not.
Yes, I will win. No, I'm gonna throw you out.
I'm gonna whoop you.
What?
I don't know, a little something... a little wager.
A little side bet?
Come on.
You guys ready for something new?
Krumitz found malicious code
on Alison Resnick's fitness band.
All right, malicious code
in a wearable. Every time
a new device comes out, black hats race to be
the first to hack it.
Yeah, well, maybe you'll consider that
the next time you look at my purchase order of gadgets.
She thinks I'm just buying toys.
I'm actually
doing research
to find and stop the next attack.
Was Krumitz able to recover any data from the fitness band?
Ah, not yet. The device was damaged.
MUNDO: The wearable's chip was smashed and waterlogged,
but Krumitz has promised to bring it back to life.
Well, this was not a robbery turned homicide.
No thief would leave
a diamond ring like that behind.
This is interesting.
Alison's cause of death--
blunt-force trauma to the head,
but they also found bruising on her lower back.
Traces of Propofol in her system.
That's a sedative.
An injection site was a median vein on her left forearm.
Our killer had access to pharmaceutical-grade drugs
and knew where to inject Alison
to sedate her quickly.
Target could be a doctor.
Or a veterinarian.
Alison's husband, Dylan Resnick,
is a veterinarian.
Medical knowledge and Propofol
might make him our prime suspect.
NELSON: All right,
local FBI field office imaged every device
found in the Resnicks' home.
Cell phones,
laptops, tablets, the router.
I mean, they sent us everything.
What about Dylan Resnick's phone? NELSON: Yeah, well,
that's where things get interesting.
It was powered off for about three hours,
so, from 8:33 to about 11:30 that night.
And most people can't go without their phone for ten minutes.
Three hours-- it's a very long time,
especially when your wife has gone missing.
Gives you enough time to murder your wife
and throw the body in a field.
Raven thinks that
the husband is guilty.
Did you see the way Alison's mother, Elizabeth,
was looking at him during his heartfelt press conference?
In cases like these,
it's the husband more than 50% of the time.
Raven's right.
Dylan was the last person to see Alison alive,
and neighbors heard them fighting minutes before Alison's run.
RYAN: We don't have to speculate.
Resnick's devices will lead us to the truth.
We're still recovering data,
but we should have some answers shortly.
Hey, guys.
I can finally name the flavor of malicious code
on Alison's wearable.
It's spyware.
It allowed our target to track where she was
at all times.
92% of divorce attorneys said that their clients
have used spyware on their spouse.
And guess who bought Alison a fitness band for Christmas.
Her husband.
Just because
Dylan bought her the device
doesn't mean he put
the spyware on it.
Do we know how the malware was loaded onto the wearable?
No.
No, when, where, and how the spyware got
onto the fitness band is still a mystery.
NELSON: Hey, guys, check this out.
Alison's husband
is being taken in for questioning.
KRUMITZ: Based on
what evidence?
We're still dissecting Alison's wearable.
Alison's from Charleston.
She's loved by everybody in her hometown.
Police are probably scrambling.
The public's demanding a suspect to blame.
Look at his eyes.
RAMIREZ: He's guilty.
NELSON: He ain't guilty. He's practically in tears, Raven.
I mean, the man just lost his wife.
It's ironic.
The device that Alison was using
to improve her health...
it's also the same device that's gonna allow us
to catch her killer.
♪ CSI Cyber 2x14 ♪ Fit-and-Run Original Air Date on February 21, 2016
♪ I know you've deceived me, now here's a surprise ♪
♪ I know that you have, 'cause there's magic in my eyes ♪
♪ I can see for miles and miles ♪
♪ And miles... ♪
♪ Oh, yeah. ♪
== sync, corrected by elderman == @elder_man
All right, Krummy, now that we got
Alison's wearable working again,
how do we find the killer
using just the data off the fitness band?
I'm still working on that, Nelson.
I am open to any piece of brilliance
you might like to offer.
All right.
(groans)
(Nelson laughs)
I give him one more day.
Who, Barry? Yeah.
No, he's doing fine.
Man, four days in and I haven't
seen him successfully recover
any evidence
on one cell phone yet. I'll bet you he quits.
First week's hard for everybody.
You had to adjust, too, you know.
(clicks tongue) Please.
I knew how to extract data off a broken phone since day one.
And I could do that with my eyes closed.
(snorts)
(laughing): Okay.
Oh, really?
Okay, I see how it is, Krummy.
If you really believe that Barry's gonna make it
through the week, let's make it interesting.
No.
I don't feel
comfortable gambling on the fate
of our subordinates.
Not even if the loser has to do
all the processing paperwork
for our entire backlog of cases?
Well, I feel comfortable with that.
All right. All right.
It's a bet.
(Krumitz chuckles)
Barry's coming through.
I doubt it.
That handsome man... He's nervous.
Hey, able to find anything?
We know that Alison was a very heavy fitness wearable user,
and I mean heavy.
She wore that thing all the time.
RUSSELL: Wow, look at that.
So, that thing recorded her sleeping patterns,
workout schedule, eating habits.
Even stored medical stats.
That's amazing.
Her whole life, right there on her wrist.
Three-axis gyroscope that logs movement
data in real time.
That's acceleration, speed, and direction.
Meaning we can tell when Alison was walking, running,
or driving a car, right?
Yup, that, too, I mean, this is everything that happened
on the night of Alison's abduction.
At 8:29 p.m. Alison loaded a playlist
and set her running goal to four miles.
Then, at 8:32 p.m.,
she started jogging.
And at 8:57 p.m.,
something happened that
made her heart rate spike and her pace quicken.
Well, when you run your pace should quicken first,
then your heart rate goes up.
But...
that's not what happened in this case.
Both heart rate and pace
increased at the exact same time.
Why?
Something or somebody scared her, right?
Well, she was sprinting hard
for almost a minute before something caused
her heart rate to drop at 8:58 p.m.
What's going on here
after the unknown event at 8:58?
The wearable's still logging data,
but it's all over the place.
The wearable's accelerometer and the gyroscope
were completely out of whack.
Because the wristband was damaged, it went haywire.
That's why the data is skewed.
It's skewed, but it's internally consistent, right?
World War II, Germany, uh...
the encryption device...
Enigma machine.
Right. Yeah.
Nazis wanted to keep info on troop movements
secret from the Allies.
Mm-hmm, right up until my man
Alan Turing invented the Bombe. That's right.
The first computer ever built, and he used it
to crack the Nazi'' cipher, by pulling
a commonly used phrase, "Heil Hitler,"
from Enigma's daily messages.
Turing was able to build a baseline
that broke Enigma's encryption.
(Russell laughs)
What? A brother can't binge-watch
a little History Channel at night?
I just figured you were the guy who was always playing Halo
during his time off.
So, wait a minute, we're-we're on to something here, right?
To unskew this
jumbled data,
we need to create a baseline of known, good
wearable data to compare
to the skewed data of Alison's band.
Which will allow us to decrypt the jumbled fitness data
and figure out the rest of Alison's night.
Okay, D.B., I'm walking.
Both wearables transferring data?
Yup, just keep walking straight.
You're wobbling a little bit.
I'm not wobbling.
Yeah, a little bit.
Um, guys...
(laughs)
What is happening here?
We are calibrating data from Alison's fitness band
and the, uh, brand-new one over there.
Hopefully we'll get a baseline to figure out
what happened to her.
That's good. All right, you're good.
Come on back.
Let's take a crack
at our own version of the Enigma code.
Okeydokey.
Here we go.
Okay.
(Russell chuckles)
All right, are you responsible for this,
Avery Ryan? (Ryan laughs)
Oh, look how cute he is. What is he doing?
Is he moping around?
Just like the Cal Bear fans will be doing
after the Hoyas mop the floor with them.
Yes, you are very funny. (Ryan laughs)
What's the new password, please?
(clears throat) Unbearable.
(both laugh)
Why, I ought to...
All right, so the green points are what Alison's damaged
fitness band recorded while Danny was walking
down the hallway,
and the red points
are the new fitness band,
what it recorded.
How long will it take you to use
the good data to decode the bad?
Well, considering the gyroscope and accelerometer
were both busted, it's gonna be
a little bit more complicated
than simply figuring out that the letters "ABC"
actually mean "XYZ."
Right, but the-the inner clock had no movable parts,
so it should still be functioning properly.
RYAN: So, even though Alison's data
on her fitness band is incorrect,
we can still say with certainty that she was attacked,
murdered, and her body was dumped
before 11:38 p.m.?
Yeah, uh, after 11:38 p.m.,
it looks like Alison stopped moving altogether.
Probably when her body was dumped in the field.
RUSSELL: Which means...
that everything that happened to Alison
after she was abducted,
happened during the three hours her husband's cell was off.
NELSON: Hey, Avery, check this out.
Router logs came back with something interesting.
And, now, according to the Internet activity
in the Resnick's house, someone came home
after Alison was murdered.
Data look like it was the husband.
Well, that goes against the statement that Dylan gave
to the local police.
Raven may be right after all.
Dylan Resnick may be our murderer.
We're going to South Carolina.
DYLAN: I don't know how many times
I can say it, I didn't kill my wife.
Why'd you lie to the police?
In your official statement,
you told them you spent
the whole night searching for her.
Because that's what I did.
RUSSELL: Except you didn't, Dylan.
We imaged your home router,
took a little peek at your activity log.
Does not support your story,
and, activity logs, unlike people, do not lie.
You see, what routers do is they keep a log
of all the Wi-Fi devices that connect to them.
It's like an on, off switch, so, right here...
is the activity in your home
during the night your wife was murdered.
The police report states that
your neighbors heard you and Alison
fighting at 8:00 p.m.
At 8:34, she went for a jog.
At which point, you shut off your cell phone,
which disconnected from your home router.
I didn't turn my phone off.
The battery died.
I couldn't even call Ali.
And I didn't charge it until I got back,
after I got back from looking for her.
Why don't you just tell us what you did do
while your cell was off?
Ali and I fight sometimes,
and she goes for a jog to clear her head,
but something was different that night.
And so after I didn't find her on her route,
I went looking in the woods on foot.
You're lying, Dylan.
The shoes you're wearing right now...
the same shoes you were wearing
the night your wife was murdered,
they come with a built-in smart chip that logs your data,
including your step count activity.
RUSSELL: You came home and plugged in your cell
to recharge it, right?
Well, the built-in chip in your shoe
paired with your phone over the Bluetooth,
and then pushed data to the app on your cell.
When we analyzed your cell,
the step log tell us you weren't exactly running around
in the woods all night long.
As a matter of fact, there was an hour here
where you barely walked at all.
Between 9:47 and 10:49
you were idle, so...
let's cut the crap, please.
Dylan, tell us where you were and what you were doing.
I went to see someone.
My ex-girlfriend.
We're just friends.
I'm not having an affair.
Sometimes I just need someone who will listen, and...
I've been turning to Maya for relationship advice.
Now, if I mentioned that to the cops,
how does that make me look?
Guilty.
I didn't kill my wife, I swear to you.
I didn't kill my wife.
I loved Ali.
I've always loved her.
I wouldn't hurt her.
(panting)
(shouts, groaning)
(grunting): Aah, my leg, it's...
it's broken.
Please know, I didn't want this, okay?
I have no choice.
I'm sorry. (groaning)
I'm sorry.
(man grunting)
I'm sorry.
Finally decrypted all the jumbled data
from Alison's wearable.
RAMIREZ: Why are those pins different colors?
It's a movement log of Alison's evening.
The yellow speed graph shows when and where
she stopped jogging, and where she was transported
in a car for the first time.
NELSON: And the red speed graph
leads to that GPS location.
She was there for five days
before the highway patrol found her body.
RAMIREZ: Yeah, but the first red pin drop,
that's the area where Alison's heart stopped beating,
and where she died.
Yeah, Alison was at that location for 94 minutes
before her fitness band shows her body was moved again.
94 minutes gives you enough time to kill her and dump her body.
Sending GPS coordinates to Elijah.
Clear.
AGENT: Clear.
(sighs)
We got a body.
(steady beeping)
(gasping)
Call EMS.
(gasping)
RUSSELL: Can you tell me what you remember, Ron?
RON: I was on the last mile of my run.
A car came out of nowhere.
I didn't even feel the impact.
I just remember flying through the air.
Were you able to take a look at the car or the driver?
No.
I did hear a voice.
I think it was the guy who hit me.
He was apologizing.
Just please know, I didn't want this, okay?
I have no choice.
I'm sorry.
(groaning)
That's all I remember.
Then I woke up here.
Okay, hey, fellas...
these gentlemen are gonna get you
to a hospital.
Thank you.
MUNDO: Unlike Alison's fitness band,
Ron's was still intact.
I imaged it and sent it back to CTOC.
All right, so Ron said
he was hit by a car before he was abducted.
The coroner found
the same bruising
on Alison's legs and her lower back.
Which means they were both hit by cars.
RUSSELL: That would also explain the spike
on her wearable data
at 8:58 p.m.
(groaning)
Vehicular blitzing.
It's a tactic used by pedophiles.
They hit a kid,
helps incapacitate them before abduction.
RUSSELL: So, our target is using
these fitness wearables
to profile,
and then stalk and kidnap people
in top physical shape, right?
That's surgical tools, a cooler,
blood bags,
anesthetic machine, heart rate monitor.
Ice in the cooler is still frozen.
We must have scared our target away.
RYAN: Well, we're either dealing with a modern day
Victor Frankenstein, or this is organ harvesting.
RUSSELL: If that's the case,
then why did he leave all of Alison's organs behind?
She must have died before he could operate.
You know, there are plenty of organs
that are still viable
in a body post-mortem,
so maybe they were too damaged
from the impact of the car.
So, what are we saying here?
That our organ harvester is being selective
about the organs he's chopping out to sell?
Our target is hunting.
(tires screeching)
I had to leave our donor.
What the hell happened?
The Feds busted in.
The O.R.'s burnt.
They're on to us.
We-we have to stop this.
No, no.
Bring me the next person.
No, no, Richard,
this is getting out of hand.
This isn't what we agreed...
We don't have a choice, Keith.
We're running out of time.
We have to do this.
We need to do this.
Find me someone new.
Bring them to me.
(panting)
(engine starts)
(tires screeching)
All right, where are you with Ron's wearable?
Moments away
from pinpointing the exact moment
it was infected with malware.
Judgment day.
How you feeling?
KRUMITZ: Confident.
Barry's gonna come through for me.
Once you bring that first phone
back to life it's addicting,
like resurrecting a body back from the dead.
I think you need to clear your social calendar tonight, Krummy,
because, uh, you're about to have a hot date
with a mountain of paperwork.
Hey, look at this.
Yeah.
The malware was dropped onto Ron's wearable
two weeks ago using an NFC, like Bluetooth.
So, that means the black hat had to be
within 100 feet.
Where was Ron at two weeks ago?
The corner of 5th and Washington in Rockland, South Carolina.
He was running a 10k race.
So was Alison Resnick.
The target used the race as a hunting ground.
Yeah.
He could have waited along
the race route and forced malware
on any fitness band that went past.
NELSON: And anybody with a wearable
could have been his next victim.
Our target's hitting people with cars, right?
Correct.
Means the wearable would show an odd sequence
of metrics at the moment of impact.
Both Alison and Ron Bechtel's heart rates increased rapidly
when they realized that they were being chased, huh.
Then, boom. The vehicles hit them,
and they're transported in the car.
This anomaly...
It's the same for both.
NELSON: It's like finding the same
fingerprint at two crime scenes.
I'll put a flag on the fitness network.
If we get another anomaly like our first two,
it'll send us an immediate alert.
RYAN: All right, something about this
isn't adding up.
Organ harvesting is a huge business.
There are sites
on the Deep Web that bring in
millions of dollars every year.
Supposedly,
over 100,000 people in the U.S. alone
are legally waiting for an organ,
so some of them must get desperate
and go on the Deep Web's Red Market
looking for a miracle.
The classic supply doesn't meet demand scenario.
But our target isn't trying to meet demand.
He's very specific about choosing his victims.
Yeah, he's only going after people
in the best physical shape.
It's not about quantity, it's about quality.
But organ harvesters don't care about quality.
In the Deep Web, an organ is an organ.
They just find one and sell it to the highest bidder.
RYAN: But that isn't what
our target's doing.
All right,
so both of our victims, Ron and Alison,
they had the same blood type, right?
Right, B positive.
Both of them.
Organ harvesters don't care about blood types.
They only care about getting as many organs as they can,
from as many people as they can.
It's weird, it's like it's not a business,
it's personal.
No, I agree.
Yeah?
Send us the coordinates.
Krumitz just got a hit on the fitness band database.
Our target's taken another victim, Karen Carter.
MUNDO All right, I got the wearable's GPS coordinates.
We can track Karen.
They're on the move.
(sirens wailing)
(tires screeching)
AGENT: FBI!
Freeze! Stay right there.
Stay right where you are.
Slowly, turn off the ignition.
Throw the keys outside the car.
Where is she?
(indistinct radio transmissions)
Karen Carter, where is she?
Who?
Hands on the wheel.
The tarp.
Remove it.
(sighs)
Avery, the target knows we're tracking his exploit,
sent us on a wild goose chase.
Karen Carter could be on an operating table right now.
We're running out of time.
Please.
I was just married.
My husband...
he has money.
We can pay you whatever you want.
Shh...
Money's not gonna save my wife.
(whimpering)
I'm sorry, Karen,
but I need you.
(crying)
Shh...
KEITH: We shouldn't do this.
We shouldn't do this, I mean,
m-maybe the network will come through.
RICHARD: If there was any possibility,
any possibility that that phone would ring,
I would stop right now,
but we both know that's not gonna happen.
I don't want more blood on my hands.
I can't do this alone, Keith.
I need to know that you're on board.
The only thing that matters now is Sarah.
(woman coughing)
Hey.
Keith.
Hi, beautiful.
Hi, I'm sorry we-we didn't mean to wake you.
You need to rest.
What are you boys fighting about?
(sighs)
(whispering): Nothing.
You're a terrible liar, you know that?
(chuckles)
I know what you're up to.
You called in some favors to get me higher on the list.
And I appreciate it, but...
...it's enough.
No.
Yeah.
No, it's not.
Enough of all the hushed conversations.
Enough of everybody worrying all the time.
Dad.
(sighs)
I'm tired.
I lost your mother to this.
Honey, I...
I'm not gonna lose you, too.
Daddy...
let me go.
(sighs)
Just... just relax, baby.
Just sleep.
All right, thanks, bud.
Where are we at with Karen's wearable?
Krumitz says that
the fitness band malware
is a custom script,
definitely domestic in origin,
but otherwise a big, fat dead end.
I just sent images of our third victim's devices back to CTOC.
Okay, we've got the full image
of our third victim's fitness band and cell phone.
KRUMITZ: There it is.
The same anomaly
we saw on Alison and Ron's wearables.
Tells us Karen was hit by
our target's car at 2:35 p.m.
Okay, I'm gonna cross-reference that timestamp
with the wearable's GPS map.
All right.
Karen was abducted on the corner
of Chester Avenue and Ashford Street.
RYAN: Well, our first two victims were taken at night,
and our last victim was taken in broad daylight.
So, our target's taking risks.
They're changing their plan.
They're on a clock.
The organ's intended recipient
could be nearing death.
Which means they've been sick for a very long time.
They could have gone through legitimate channels,
trying to get an organ,
and finally given up hope.
If you need an organ, first step
is to register with NORD,
National Organ Recipient Database.
Our sick person might be on the NORD list.
NELSON: Anything on Karen Carter's cell phone?
KRUMITZ: A bunch of apps,
nothing exciting,
just calendar, e-mail, text...
Wait, wait, she's got a jogging app that's still running.
Okay, this jogging app connects over Bluetooth to chips
built into user's sneakers, means Karen was wearing
chipped running shoes when she was abducted.
Now, can we track them?
Unfortunately, no,
smart sneakers don't have GPS.
The only way they can dump the data
is to be paired with her phone,
but that would have to be near the sneakers,
and not in FBI custody.
(thumps)
MAN: Hey, Barry, you did it.
All right, Barry.
Way to go.
Really?
All right, that was the network admin at NORD.
Get this, about a month ago,
their intrusion detection system
flagged an attempted hack.
Someone tried to move
a loved one's name up the list?
Yes and no.
Turns out there's no actual waiting list.
It's an algorithm that pairs donors with recipients
based on body size, blood type and geographic location.
You said attempted hack, they weren't successful?
Booted off the system before they could do any damage.
Used a spoof I.P. address.
Totally anonymous.
Not totally anonymous.
I'm guessing that our hacker is Alison's killer.
So, plan A was to rig this NORD algorithm.
When that didn't work, it escalated to abduction.
Any digital dust left in the network hack?
No, but...
based on the algorithm, I can tell you
which part of it the hacker was trying to adjust.
Our target is shopping for a kidney.
Okay, that is a list of 120,000 people
from the National Organ Recipient Database,
and the almighty Krumitz
is about to whittle it down to just one.
Excuse me, Almighty? (scoffs)
Elijah said a new person is added to the list
every 12 minutes,
so move along.
Well, we know our person needs a kidney,
so that cuts our pool
down to...
104,000.
RAMIREZ: Well, we know more than just
the organ they're after.
We know that the blood type
of the recipient is B positive.
And the state they live in.
Narrowing down by blood type
and all states surrounding South Carolina,
gets us down to...
over 3,000 people.
All right, Avery said the person
we're looking for is desperate.
That means they would have been waiting a long time for a donor.
Let's sort by duration.
Here's a list of 800 people
who've been on the list longer than five years.
It has to be one of them.
All right, guys, look at this.
20 people have been flagged
ineligible for a transplant.
Let's focus on those.
Wait, wait, no, we don't have 20.
17 of these people are recently deceased.
Okay, three people.
We need something, anything,
that proves they're related to the abductions, okay?
Let's start with their FriendAgenda pages.
Guys, look at this post.
Sarah Walker,
diagnosed with
Polycystic Kidney Disease.
Husband, programmer,
but her father...
is a retired surgeon.
You're gonna be okay.
Do you hear me?
It's gonna be okay.
You're gonna get through this, I promise you.
I love you.
Are you ready?
Yeah, I think so.
Keith, when I open her up,
I need to know
you can do this.
When I tell you,
I want you to put some pressure on her abdomen.
What do you got, Krumitz?
Okay, we believe our target is Keith Walker,
Sarah's husband and a former programmer
at Tech Line Industries.
Yeah, we're guessing that the surgeon is her dad,
Dr. Richard Margolin.
About three years ago he retired
to take care of his ailing wife.
A couple months later, she died of complications
from Polycystic Kidney Disease.
Same genetic disease that's killing his daughter.
We need to find Karen Carter
before they harvest her kidney and possibly kill her.
Do we have any idea where these people are?
No, the phones are off.
Uh, no social media activity.
Local PD checked their homes.
No sign of them.
Last time they popped up was five days ago
when Sarah's father checked her out of the hospital,
against medical advice.
Let's think this through.
They lost the operating room
that they'd setup.
So, they got to be looking for another one.
Well, they could be at any hospital or clinic
in a hundred-mile radius.
We need to narrow down the search.
Okay, how?
(sighs) Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Everyone in the NORD system is given a cell phone.
They're instructed to keep it on them at all times.
It's how NORD alerts them
immediately if an organ becomes available.
But Sarah is still in the system.
That was Sarah's lifeline for three years.
She took it with her everywhere.
There's a good chance she's got it with her right now.
All right, got the number for Sarah's NORD phone
from their data bank.
It's active, location services are on.
I've got a location.
We need to make sure that they're at that location.
They sent us on a wild goose chase
with Karen's phone earlier.
We don't have time to be wrong again.
KRUMITZ: What if we track our last victim,
Karen Carter,
by her running shoes?
Krumitz, that's brilliant.
Guys, want to fill us in, please?
Karen Carter was wearing Bluetooth enabled
running shoes when she was abducted.
Those shoes pair with an app on her cell.
Tracks step count.
If we push Karen's sneaker app to Sarah's NORD phone,
maybe we can trick the phone
into pairing to Karen's shoes.
It would immediately give us
Karen's location.
There's only one problem.
What?
We need to send it to Sarah's phone.
We'd have to embed the app
in a text message so we can send it to the phone.
The chimes could alert our targets.
We have no choice. Do it now.
(phone dinging)
It worked.
Nelson, you're right. We got a location.
Carolina Outpatient Clinic.
(sirens wailing)
AGENT: Negative. All clear.
FBI.
Put your hands in the air.
Do not say a word. Cuff him.
FBI! Hands in the air, now.
Slowly, step away from the table.
Turn around.
Drop the knife.
You're too late.
It's done.
(steady beeping)
AGENT: Clear.
Keep going, keep going.
Okay, now the whole floor's blocked off.
They're alive! Both of them!
Get the paramedics in here now!
KEITH: Sarah!
Sarah, baby, everything's gonna be all right.
You made it through surgery.
You just got to hold on, okay?
It's all right now.
Hey, will you just please let me know
when she wakes up?
Please! If you had a wife, you would understand.
I had no choice.
Get him out of here.
Sir, please!
Sarah!
Karen, hi, my name's D.B. Russell.
I'm working with the FBI.
You're safe now, and you're gonna be all right.
You're gonna have a hard time believing
what I'm about to tell you.
Alison Resnick, Ronald Bechtel, Karen Carter.
Are there others out there
that we don't know about?
No, there's nobody else.
I'm sure you think
I'm some sort of monster...
but I'm not.
I'm just a father.
A father whose little girl is gonna live
because of what we've done.
That's true.
But I wonder how Sarah's gonna feel,
knowing that her life was paid for with murder.
We never intended
to kill Alison.
That was an accident.
Alison Resnick was someone's daughter, too.
It was worth it.
Take him away.
(humming)
Seriously?
It isn't enough to know
that you won the bet,
and that I have hours of paperwork ahead.
(chuckles)
You really gonna stand there and watch?
I just wanted to take a moment
and bask in the sweetness of victory.
(slurping)
My main man Barry's here to stay.
Okay.
That's for you.
All right.
Oh, my God.
Let's hear it.
I, Brody Nelson,
on this day do solemnly admit,
with clear eyes and a full heart,
that Daniel Krumitz was right.
And?
And... I was wrong.
Why?
Come on, man, bet's a bet.
And that I should have known better than to bet against
The Almighty Krumitz and his main man Barry because...
(quickly): Krummy don't play that.
What? No, I'm sorry, what?
I can't hear you.
Krummy don't play that.
That's right, that's right.
One more time.
Man, I'm not doing it.
Okay.
All right.
(laughing)
Damn.
Let's get to work.
Okay.
What is this thing?
This thing doesn't have a keyboard.
REPORTER: Dylan Resnick is finally a free man,
after the recent
capture of two suspects
in the Alison Resnick
murder case.
Dylan Resnick's out of jail.
Amen to that.
He has been released,
and reunited with his mother-in-law, Elizabeth Turner.
In other news...
You know, sometimes
humanity surprises me.
How so?
Karen, the girl who lost her kidney...
First thing she asked after she realized
that she was gonna be okay,
was whether Sarah was gonna make it.
Hmm. Cool, huh?
Okay, here, hold this.
What is this?
I thought we missed the game.
Yeah, well, I had Nelson record it.
(whooping) All right!
(chuckles)
Ah, after this match, ooh, your Golden Bears
are gonna get destroyed, D.B. Russell.
Yeah, in your dreams there,
Deputy Director.
Ah, all right, this is more like it.
(laughs)
(Ryan whooping) No, no, no!
What is a Hoyas anyway?
You know what, I have no idea.
Oh, no, no, no!
(Ryan whooping)
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