7,9,2... 4,5,8... 2,7,9.
Anybody? Anyone? What are we thinking here?
What about a rate?
When you factor in time, an amount becomes a rate.
Or a speed!
Yes. What kind of speed do you measure in the millions?
Atoms? Electrons? How the hell should I know?
Light.
299 million...
792,458 meters per second.
This is the original measurement for light!
And you know that?
It's the basic principle of physics.
Along with "Shit happens."
Turn them off.
The lights. Turn them off.
- What if that's the trap? - It's about the light.
[Buzzing]
BOBBY: What is that?
What?
The back of your coat.
It's on yours, too.
He's marked us.
Letters.
It's like a powder.
Put on us while we slept.
"A"...
"O"...
"R"...
"T."
Tora? Rota? Roat?
Otra?
First it's numbers, now it's letters.
It's 6:00.
It just turned 6:90.
[Beeps]
[Objects crash]
Hey, who's out there?
Anybody hear me?
You're a dead man.
You guys! Down here!
[Pipes creaking]
Aah!
[Grunts]
GABE: Vince!
Vince, listen to me.
We've got to shut off the power.
Fuck you! It's your trap!
Oh, yeah, I'm so clever, I'm about to kill myself.
Man, there are circuit breakers in that storeroom.
Can you get there? Can you reach it?
Look, I can, but you got to give me your gun.
I ain't giving you shit!
Are you gonna hang on forever, or throw me your gun?
I'm gonna watch you die.
Watch me die, and then what? And then what?
[Grunts]
Come on! Please!
Throw it!
[Electricity crackling]
[Grunts]
[Gunshot]
[Gunshots]
[Gunshot]
[Grunts] I'm losing my grip, Gabe.
Ohh!
[Electricity crackles]
Stairs.
Oh, fuck. I'm losing my grip!
Come on, Gabe.
[Electricity crackles]
Come on, Gabe! [Whimpers]
Come on!
[Grunts]
Vince, what's happening in there?!
Stay out of the water! Stay out of the water!
Where's that cop?!
Vince!
Aah!
Lights out.
[Electricity whirs, stops]
I'm alive!
Vince, what's going on? Talk to me.
I'm alive!
Oh!
[Panting]
Yes!
You okay?
[Laughing] I'm alive! I'm alive!
He saved my life, Lucas.
Still think you know me, Agent?
Still think you know who I am?
All right. How do we turn off the water?
Look, whoever did this really knows his engineering.
Remotes, timers.
They teach this in first- year with siege tactics.
But to set this up fast, you got to know what you're doing.
Pressure plates, radio detonators.
It's all private- sector sold. The wiring's the tricky part.
People take specialty courses in this sort of thing for years.
Right.
Thank you.
You can all go to hell.
[Screams]
Bobby!
Look at me, look at me, look at me!
[Whimpering]
Two watches, two traps.
Son of a bitch.
So how about me, huh?
How about me?! Is it my fucking time?!
Right here, right now!
Who fucking wants it?!
It was you who said to turn off the water.
Yeah, whatever makes you feel better.
[Crying]
[Faucet turns off]
Sara?
I don't think any of us should be alone right now.
Okay?
Nic found another watch.
We've got an hour and a half.
VINCE: So what's with the jackets?
If it's a message, what's the order?
The order we're dying in?
J.D., Rafe, Bobby. Which letters were theirs?
That wouldn't work. These were traps.
They could've killed any one of us.
How about the order we signed up with the bureau?
Who here had seniority?
J.D., then Bobby.
- Then me. - Then me.
LUCAS: Cro...
Atone?
Crotone?
Crotone, Croato, Croa...
Might as well pick them at random.
VINCE: Croatoan.
Like the island, the colony.
Do you know where we are?
Near the Outer Banks of North Carolina?
It's one of the first sites
settled by the Europeans in the New World.
In the 16th century, there was a ship of settlers
who landed right around here,
sent to colonize the place for England.
They built their town on Roanoke Island.
Over 100 people.
Two years later, a supply ship sailed in...
only to find that the colony had vanished
without a trace.
No bodies, no papers, no evidence of anything.
Over 100 people.
Gone.
And the only thing left was a single word
found carved in a tree.
Croatoan.
What was Croatoan?
Some said a body of water.
Others said an Indian tribe.
Point is, is 500 years later,
we still don't know where those people have gone.
That's the message.
An island full of people vanish forever.
And it happened here.
The killer isn't after the FBI.
He's after infamy.
It troubles me that you know this story.
It'd trouble you more if I didn't.
All right, we know method, we know motive.
All that's missing now is where he made his mistake.
Got something.
We've got blood.
Under Rafe's nails.
He struggled with the killer. We got to run it past autorad.
What are you staring at?
Time.
GABE: Somebody know how this works?
NICOLE: I do. We can have a DNA match in under an hour.
We've only got less than an hour.
We'll need blood comparisons from each of us...
unless anyone has a problem with that.
God, I want a cigarette.
You and me both.
You're a gambling man, aren't you, Lucas?
Who would you put your money on now?
Not sure my money would go anywhere different.
We just about died down there.
You didn't know you'd be down there.
What do you do? Not help Vince?
We're gonna trust you then?
I'll trust you when you're dead.
Well, let me enlighten you. You know there's a bomb on a boat.
You don't run toward it first in line.
I don't. Maybe you do.
Enough!
[Computer beeping rapidly]
Guns on the table.
Everybody.
I'm not giving up my gun.
I think I speak for the group when I say, "That would be bad."
I don't go anywhere without my gun.
I'll give up my wheels first. I'll give up my chair.
I'm not giving up my gun.
You got it!
Hit the damn thing.
Hit it!
[Gasps]
On the ground.
Nic, wait.
Nic, it's not me. It's a mistake.
On the ground, damn it!
I will waste you, Sara.
You want to kill me, huh? You want to kill me?
- Situation secure, Nic. - That's what Harris says, right?
The situation is secure on the drive home.
Ugh! [Panting]
[Gun cocks]
Lower your weapon, Agent.
Lucas, Lucas. It's not me, Lucas.
Tell them.
It's not me.
It don't make sense. Why her?
Because she wasn't gonna make it.
She wasn't gonna make profiler.
Saw the recommends myself.
Neither were you, Vince.
But I never had someone in my family get murdered.
No kid sister of mine ever got drowned and raped,
drowned and raped over and over and over.
Who knows what that would do to my head?
You don't know.
VINCE: The FBI didn't save your sister, Sara.
And they didn't catch her killer.
So why should they be able to catch you...
when you're so much smarter than everyone?
I swear.
It's not me.
She wouldn't. Not Sara.
That's why she planned it for the island.
She wanted us dead and underwater,
so we'd suffer.
You ever see the pictures?
Fucking brutal.
I swear on my life it's not me.
Well, we can stay in here and debate.
But there's 10 minutes till the trap.
What is the trap? Where is the trap?
I don't know.
What is the trap? Where is the trap?
I don't know.
What is the trap? Where is the trap?
I don't know.
What is the trap, Sara?!
- You tell me. - No, you tell me!
What if she's telling the truth, Nic? Think about it.
This is what the killer wants.
Suspecting each other, fighting each other.
This is what makes it fun.
You in the killer's mind again?
We were all knocked out.
He could've taken blood from any of us.
- You could've taken blood... - I'll take blood from you!
Come off that!
Nicole...
Nobody else is gonna get killed.
You want to protect her?
She's been playing you from the start, Lucas.
You come after me, I will shoot you on sight.
Nicole...
we need to stay together.
If I am by myself, I know who to trust.
- You go out there running... - Back!
Okay.
You go out that door, you don't come back in.
Why would I?
[Thunder rumbles]
Do your job.
Put a bullet in her.
Sara, put yourself in our position.
You're a professional.
You have a prime suspect. There are still lives at risk.
What do you do?
I don't fit the profile.
Wouldn't you know what not to fit?
You say I kill for revenge.
For my personal pain.
That's not this killer. This killer is impersonal.
Deadlines, rules.
They're ways of proving superiority.
She's right, Gabe.
You know what else is right?
They don't let killers in the FBI.
Playing hurt, playing wounded.
Maybe that's her skill.
We all have skills.
Well, I say where there's a skill, there's a weakness.
We all have skills.
Wait. Let's think here.
All along we've been assuming the deaths have been random,
that anybody could walk into any trap.
But look at the traps.
J.D. dies because he was out front, leading us.
He was always out front.
And Rafe. Rafe's a coffee junkie.
And Bobby. Who do we go to to get something to work?
Who's our Mr. Fix- it?
You're saying he knew who died, when?
Knew it, planned it through our characteristics,
our skills, our weaknesses.
All this time the killer's been profiling us.
[Clicking]
[Gun cocks]
Vince, who are you?
What makes you different from the rest?
I don't know. I mean, I know history.
I do mazes.
I'm in a goddamn chair.
Lucas, how does he kill you? Think.
I'm our best shooter, best driver. Those are my skills.
And your weaknesses?
I say I'm fearless, and I'm not.
That leaves you, Sara.
My sister was murdered.
I haven't been in the water since.
I see her there.
That's his signature.
Oh, my God. Nicole.
[Sizzling]
[Coughing]
LUCAS: Nicole!
[Choking]
Jesus!
No!
She found herself some cigarettes.
They were laced with some type of acid.
- It's not her, Vince. - Why?
She figured out the pattern!
So she saves herself. Wouldn't you?
I don't trust her.
I don't trust any of you.
Island fever. You got it. He's got it. She's got it.
And we're gonna ride it out nice and friendly
until somebody finds another motherfucking watch.
[Feedback]
HARRIS: Are you having fun yet?
I'm having fun.
Harris. He's been watching us all along.
Did he know you were from Justice?
What if he figured out he was being watched?
No way!
What if he knew they were gonna take away his program?
HARRIS: Is this what you wanted?
I'm letting her go.
HARRIS: Too bad you won't get a chance to graduate.
You're all so weak.
Pathetic, powerless.
You said you searched the island!
- Every corner of it! - Every corner you could see?!
You'll never be in control no matter how hard you try.
All right, he's out there. Who's with me?
Out there? What do you think this is?
This is a fucking trap. What do you mean who's with you?
I'll tell you who's with you.
- I'm with you. - Are you having fun yet?
I'm having fun. Are you having fun?
You're all going out there?
Look, I'm not going anywhere.
You're right. You stay put.
What the fuck?
What are you doing?
Still think that you're better than me?
Hide.
Don't tell me where. Don't tell them where.
Just do it till Monday.
It's for the best.
My fucking gun's empty!
HARRIS: Is this real enough for you?
You can't escape it.
You can't stop it.
[Thunder rumbles]
You can't turn it off.
[Dings]
[Grunting]
[Hinges creaking]
[Feedback]
HARRIS: We can do this all night long.
[Screeches]
I have all the time in the world.
Still think you are better than me?
Still think that the pupil bests the teacher?
Is this what you wanted?
Is this what you expected?
Is this real enough for you?
You're all so weak.
Pathetic.
Too bad you won't get a chance to graduate.
You'll never be in control no matter how hard you try.
You always lose.
If you could only see yourselves the way I see you.
Afraid, powerless.
- Let me tell you what I think. - [Panting]
You look like you're having fun.
I'm having fun.
I don't want the fun to end.
I think they'll find you.
I don't want the fun to end.
Because I trained them.
You think you're smarter than the rest of them?
Let me tell you what I think.
I think you don't stand a chance.
You don't know who you're dealing with, do you?
You don't know...
who you're dealing with, do you?
Come on, finish it.
Finish it, you selfish child.
Come on.
- [Knife slashing] - [Grunting in pain]
He never left. He stayed to watch.
And the killer knew.
He's wearing watches.
Three watches.
What time are they set for?
They're set for now.
Aaah!
# Farewell to puppet playtime... #
# ...To puppet playtime #
# Hope you all enjoyed the show #
Shut it off!
[Tempo increases]
[Music stops]
If it wasn't him...
No, wait!
That's a clever story.
Sent to spy on the program, spy on Harris.
You're the one who's telling stories.
I know it's not me.
And I know it's not me.
So it's not you. It's not me. It's not her.
Who's that leave, mister?
That leaves the last man standing.
Jesus Christ, Sara! Watch out!
Watch out for fucking who?!
[Gunshots]
Stop shooting! Stop shooting!
Sara! Sara, stay right where you are!
[Crying softly]
That's the price you pay for being fearless.
Sara?
[Hinges creaking]
[Grunting]
[Footsteps approaching rapidly]
[Footsteps departing]
[Elevator whirring]
[Dings]
Close, God damn it.
Who wants off this island?!
You.
[Dings]
[Elevator whirring]
[Dings]
Never anywhere without a gun.
Back on schedule.
Guess we have answers now, don't we, Sara?
Who are you?
You gonna panic now, Sara?
You gonna panic when you've been so cool?
[Gun cocks]
Oh.
What are you trying to prove?
What am I trying to prove?
How's a fucked- up girl like you get into the FBI...
anyway?
How did I get in?
Did you not get in, Gabe?
Did you try, and they turned you away?
What did they tell you?
You're not sharp enough, smart enough,
sane enough?
Panic.
Watch her panic.
Get your hands up. I want to see your hands!
Boo.
You call yourself a profiler?
Show me your hands.
I'm the profiler.
I want to see your hands.
You're the victim.
Unh!
[Gun clicking]
Aah!
Aaah!
Aah!
[Grunts]
Watch your head.
Oh, thank God.
I thought...
Bulletproof vest.
I just need a little "R" and "R," huh?
Surf and sand.
Just stay still.
- Just stay still. - Uh- huh.
Hey, you, uh...
You think they're ever gonna believe us?
They won't have to.
We can prove it.
After Bobby died...
I changed the clock back 15 minutes.
What are you talking about?
What did Harris always tell us?
Know the mind, then anticipate.
The killer was into deadlines, precision, timing,
so I set that clock 15 minutes back.
The clock?
Oh, yeah.
He wanted us to know exactly when he was going to strike,
wanted to watch us squirm
as precious seconds were ticking away.
It was all part of his fun.
His weakness.
I was betting he'd change it back.
I was right.
But how are you gonna prove it was Gabe who changed it back?
Remember the phosphorescent powder from the jackets?
That's what I put on the clock.
It was my turn to set a trap.
So when he touched it...
Mm- hmm. His hands are going to glow.
Watch.
[Gasps]
This is awkward.
You know, uh...
All these things, they worked pretty good, you know.
Timers, triggers.
Remotes.
But at the end of the day,
building a better mousetrap is just pure mechanics.
It's knowing how to bait a particular mouse.
That's the fun part.
[Gasps]
Ah, ah, ah- ah.
So there I was.
Sitting next to the bodies of my parents.
Just waiting for someone
to ask me why I killed them, you know?
And this detective comes up to me, right?
And he says...
"Want some gum?"
Gum.
No one asks.
It never even occurs to them.
And like after every first high...
it's harder and harder to get to that place.
And finally you get so good, there's no feeling at all.
It's easy.
Finding a worthy prey.
A challenge.
That's hard.
You joined the FBI for this?
Yeah.
So while you were studying tired old hacks
like Bundy, Gacy, and Dahmer,
I was studying you.
Your habits, your hang- ups, your weaknesses.
It was so simple to set you all on edge.
You know?
I had to push here...
pull there... but once I did...
LUCAS: Hey, Vince, check out the other side of town.
I knew each of you would play your part.
The key to effective illusion is misdirection.
You know there's a bomb on the boat.
You don't run toward it first in line.
You know?
All I needed was opportunity.
The coffee break gave me the chance I needed
to rig a few little surprises.
The answer was in front of your eyes.
You still couldn't see it.
It was you who said to turn off the water.
The rest was easy.
You're all so fucking predictable.
Nicole with her cigarettes.
Can't she even read the warning label on the box?
Vince ... "I'm never without my gun."
Bobby the Magnificent couldn't resist.
And Harris just had to stay and watch.
Party crasher here was more of a problem than I thought,
but why am I gonna work so hard to kill him
when I knew you'd do it for me?
You see, the water ain't your only weakness, Sara.
[Shuddering]
Your other weakness...
is me.
In truth, I couldn't have done it without you.
As a sign of my appreciation, I'm gonna grant you
your deepest desire.
I'm gonna get you closer to your sister than you ever imagined.
One Mississippi, two Mississippi.
- Are we having fun yet? - [Gasping]
Whoa.
[Chuckling]
[Gasps]
Drop it!
Go ahead, Sara. Arrest me.
We have your blood under Rafe's fingernails.
Your fingerprints on the fire extinguisher.
And your bullet in my neck.
That don't look good.
You're fucked.
[Ticking]
- [Gasps] - Time's up, asshole.
Good thing you hit like a girl.
I guess we found out his weakness.
Bullets.
[Helicopter blades whirring]
Do you think they'll let me make profiler?
That depends. One last question.
When's the situation secure, Agent?
On the drive home.
Yeah.
On the drive home.