[ Insects buzzing ]
Disappointing.
[ Keypad beeping ]
[ Ringing ]
Who's next?
♪♪♪
♪ bangarang ♪ ♪ bass ♪
♪ bangarang ♪
♪ take me under ♪
♪ bangarang ♪
Mr. raqib. Detective brown.
In light of recent threats,
your government has asked the las Vegas police
to ensure your safety during your stay.
We have the situation under control.
No harm in walking the detective
no harm in walking the detective
through your preparations, farid.
[ Elevator bell dings ]
Cameras.
128-bit encryption on the door.
We are completely secure.
[ Air hisses ] ♪ bangarang ♪
Hey, Cal.
Damn it, Kane.
It's Alex. Hi, Alex.
Mr. Kane, what are you doing here?
Brown: Apparently, your government also decided to hire
brown: Apparently, your government also decided to hire
Vegas' biggest pain-in-the-ass security consultant
to test your preparations.
Congratulations. You failed.
They're sealing off the balcony?
It's an easy point of entry.
22 floors up? That's ridiculous.
Farid: Mr. raqib has better protection
than the president of the United States.
Well, that would be a comfort, except they shot six presidents.
There's also an unsecured
catering entrance in the kitchen.
Lock that down, too.
No, with all due respect, i will not be lectured.
Feel all that respect?
Oh, yeah. I'll handle it.
[ Door opens] [ Chuckles ]
How do you do that?
How do you figure out what bad guys are gonna do?
Think like a bad guy.
How do you think like a bad guy without being a bad guy?
How bad were the threats?
The trade deal he's negotiating
ticked off the old guard back in his country,
but it's worth $1 billion, so...
Excuse me.
What?
That guy doesn't work here. Right jacket. Wrong pants.
Shoot.
He's got the elevator key card and the communication set.
I'll call farid.
I'm gonna take the service elevator to the roof.
It's all right.
[ Guns cock ]
♪♪♪
[ Elevator bell dings ]
It's a point of entry.
Musigny grand cru 1924.
Did you have to hit him with that?
[ Siren wailing ] It looks political.
Accused raqib of crimes against his people,
et cetera, et cetera.
Family say anything to you?
Daoud's bitching i spilled his wine.
Rich people. Yeah, rich people.
[ Cellphone chimes, vibrates ] Hey, come on. You earned a beer.
Rain check. It's Ginny. I got to go meet her.
Of course. Say hi to the wife for me.
Ex-wife.
The ex-wife you have dinner with,
the ex-wife you have dinner with,
fix stuff around the house.
You even sign the divorce papers yet?
Last time you even mentioned the divorce papers was...
It's complicated. Oh.
You had any sense, you'd make it work with Ginny.
If I had any sense, I wouldn't be jumping off of buildings.
[ Siren wailing ]
Good job today. Yep.
♪ Well, I don't want to let this moment go ♪
[ Slot machine dinging, coins clinking ]
♪ No, I don't want to let this moment go, oh, oh ♪
♪ try to slow down time ♪
Hmm. Dr. Lee.
Mr. Kane.
To coming back alive.
Any landing you walk away from.
Mmm!
Did you come straight from the airport?
Three months on a trawler off the coast of Tunisia
pulling refugees out of the water.
I got two things on my to-do list...
To get a drink and a hot shower, in that order.
♪ Well, I don't want to let this moment go ♪
♪ well, I don't want to let this moment go ♪
So, I'm, uh, hopping
back on my surgical rotation at the hospital.
I'm gonna be home a while.
Well, it'll be nice to have you around.
I missed you a little bit.
I know. I'm awesome.
[ Chuckles ]
[ Glasses clink ]
Ohh!
Drive me home?
Just a ride.
I had my drink, and now I want my shower.
Fine.
But I am not coming in.
♪ When push comes to shove ♪
♪ I choose what I love ♪
Ohh!
Just doing the friend thing, right?
Yeah.
This feels friendly to me.
Mmm. God, I have missed these.
Mmm!
Well, you, too.
[ Chuckles ] But mostly the cereal.
Wow.
We're not exactly moving on with our lives here, are we?
We're just friends.
Very friendly friends sometimes.
Says the ex-wife who still wears her wedding ring.
I only wear this because, uh... So the doctors don't hit on me.
Oh.
And so nobody can see your shame.
It's just a tattoo!
I was 19, and you used to tell me it was cute.
Yeah, I was lying.
Why do we keep coming back?
♪ You can trust me ♪
This family today... The raqibs...
I've worked with them a couple of times.
Their daughter's real smart.
She asked me, "how do you think like a bad guy
without being a bad guy?"
Reminds me of when we met.
Hmm.
Was that before or after i sewed you up?
[ Chuckles ]
It's just there was a time i would have said,
"yeah, it makes me a bad guy because I was."
You were.
You are not that man anymore.
Why do people make it so complicated?
We are what we do.
Do good, you are good.
You pulled me out of that life, Ginny.
No. Yeah, you did. Hey.
You showed me how.
No matter what happens between us, I'm...
I'm always gonna be grateful for that.
[ Groans ]
Why do we suck so much at being married?
Oh, we're really, really bad at it.
[ Sighs ]
So, why be married?
I mean, why do we have to play by those rules?
What are you saying?
I'm saying...
Stay.
[ Chuckles ]
I love you, and...
The rest, we could just figure it out as it comes.
I love you, too.
[ Chuckles ]
♪ You can trust me ♪
♪ oh, oh, oh, oh-oh ♪
♪ trust me ♪
♪ trust, trust me ♪
[ Dog barking in distance ]
[ Gun cocks ]
Ginny: Alex!
[ Screams ]
Ginny! [ Gunshot ]
No, no, Ginny.
No.
No, Ginny. No.
♪♪♪
[ Indistinct chatter ]
[ Horns blaring ]
Man: Hey!
[ Tires screech ]
[ Gun clicking ]
[ Tires squeal ]
Man: Go! Go!
[ Tires squeal ]
[ Footsteps approaching ]
[ British accent ] Sorry about that, Alex.
[ Footsteps fade ]
[ Tires squeal ]
[ Engine revs ]
[ Gunshot ]
[ Knock on door ]
[ Door opens ]
[ Door closes ]
Hey, buddy. I'm real sorry.
I need to ask you some questions.
Yeah.
Mr. Kane,
when Dr. Virginia Lee was found murdered in her home last night,
you claimed someone else was present.
We ran down the strip.
A hundred people got the guy on their phones.
Well, lots of people filmed you
running down the middle of the strip in your underwear.
No one confirms the other man when you were fleeing...
The woman who hit me with the car... she saw him.
We can't locate her.
The plates you gave don't match any existing plates.
[ Recorder beeps ]
We're friends. We are.
And real soon, they're gonna pull me off this case
because you're my friend
and put on some guy who cares
more about his clearance rate than the truth.
You were found with the damn murder weapon in your hand.
Come on. You were FBI.
What's the number-one rule when a woman gets killed?
Together: The husband always did it.
Alex, give me something, because right now,
every cop we want out there looking for Ginny's killer
is out making a case against you.
Cal, we were getting back together.
Last night, we decided.
I saw the guy who murdered Ginny.
I'm gonna find him, and I'm gonna end him.
Don't touch... Don't touch me. Hey, wait. Hey. Alex!
Out of my way. Alex!
You're going nowhere, Mr. Kane!
Get down on the ground!
I can't help you if you run, Alex.
[ Grunting ] Hey, hey, hey. Come on, man.
This isn't you.
No, it is. This is me!
[ Police radio chatter ]
Watch him.
Yes, sir.
[ Door closes ]
♪♪♪
[ Car alarm blaring ]
Hey! What are you doing?!
[ Police siren chirps ]
About damn time. [ Siren wailing ]
[ Tires squealing ]
Who the hell are you?
I'm Cassandra.
You are Alexander Kane.
Top in your class at Quantico.
Specialized in systems analysis.
Feds loaned you out to joint security operations.
You spent two years hunting terrorists
all over Europe and Asia.
All over Europe and Asia.
Yeah, you could have pulled that off my résumé.
Against direct orders from the United States government,
you shot Ibrahim chechik in the face.
When you broke bad,
you didn't screw around, boy scout.
Are you MI6? Bigger.
NSA? Bigger.
There's no such thing.
[ Tires screech ]
[ Wailing continues ]
Okay, they just called in my plates.
So here's something cool.
[ Wailing stops ]
[ Helicopter blades whirring ]
That's impossible.
"Impossible." Good. Stay with that.
I need you to wrap your head around impossible, Alex.
People will die if you do not belive in the impossible
in the next... eight minutes and six seconds.
[ Tires screech ]
[ Console dinging ]
Well, this is highly irregular.
But within the rules.
Mr. Kane, my name is Mr. Johnson.
The next thing I'm about to say to you
you're not going to believe.
Most people don't.
I won't take it personally.
Johnson: A considerable time ago,
a group of extremely wealthy individuals
developed a system to predict crime.
That's it? That's your story?
You're crazy. Predicting crime is...
Impossible? Yes, Alex. Come on.
6 minutes and 55 seconds. You need to catch up.
You can't predict crime. There's too many variables.
One would think.
But there is one constant... Human nature...
Our willingness to commit sin to get what we desire.
You understand human nature,
and then the rest is just data analysis.
We tracked weapon purchases, criminals on flights to Vegas.
Raqib's personal e-mail hacked.
Profile fits a kidnapping.
And the data-analysis part.
Man: When you take the girl, kill the mother.
Kill the mother, and raqib will do
whatever we ask to save the girl. Kidnap shada, kill Mrs. raqib?
We calculate five-to-one during the snatch,
we calculate five-to-one during the snatch,
they accidentally kill shada,
and three-to-two, some innocent bystanders
are murdered in the crossfire.
That guy yesterday. He wasn't a kidnapper.
No, he was a decoy sent to test raqib's security for obstacles.
And they found one... you.
And then they sent a man to kill you.
Ginny's dead because...
Because you were with her.
Our group would like you to stop this kidnapping.
Do what you wish with the man who killed your wife.
This can't be true.
Well, there's a simple way to find out... do nothing.
I mean, if you think we're insane or lying,
you can stand there for the next...
5 minutes and 13 seconds. And nothing will happen.
But if you are wrong and we can predict crime,
that mother will die,
and her daughter will be abducted
by the man who murdered Ginny.
Mr. Kane, do I look like I'm insane?
[ Car door closes, engine turns over ]
[ Tires squeal ]
The game has begun.
Ladies and gentlemen, place your bets.
[ Engine revs ]
[ Horn blares ]
Dial 911. [ Ringing ]
Dispatcher: 911. What is your emergency?
I need to report a kidnapp... What, a kidnapping?
[ Grunts ]
This is your first and last warning, Mr. Kane.
You can tell no one the truth about our organization.
You need to use your own resources to stop this crime.
[ Horn honks ]
We'll see if he lives.
[ Car door closes, engine turns over ]
[ Tires squealing ]
[ Horn honks ]
Take the phone. You forgot to ask me a question.
Do you count as my resource?
There you go.
Ask me anything... Within reason.
I shall provide.
Prove it.
I need the access code for a four-star
fire-system control panel.
Model foxtrot, Juliet, niner, niner, 4-Romeo-2.
That's 1003702.
[ Alarm blaring ]
Fire alarm.
Please clear the casino floor.
And how does triggering the fire alarm help find the kidnappers?
They're the only ones not looking for an exit.
Get down! Get down!
[ Gunshots, people screaming ]
Move, move, move! Mom!
Get Medina out of here!
Alex!
Man: Go! Go!
♪♪♪
That way.
[ Gunshots ]
Ohh! Ohh!
Shada: Alex!
Officer: Lvpd! Drop your weapons!
Over there!
♪♪♪
Anything? Officer: Got nothing.
Put out an apb on Alex Kane.
He is armed and dangerous.
♪♪♪
Ginny: Do good. You are good.
[ Door opens, closes ]
[ Computer beeping ]
[ Indistinct conversations ]
[ Elevator bell dings ]
You led him here.
Huh.
Unacceptable.
I left him a clue. That's all.
A chance to understand.
He earned it.
Mr. Kane. What a surprise.
Please.
Come in.
This is the house, Mr. Kane,
where the probabilities of criminal activity
are determined.
There are always two members of the house.
Cassandra is the dealer, and I am the pit boss.
You said you can predict crime. How?
We've been inside the world's information infrastructure
since the days of telegraph wire.
When phones arrived, we tapped them.
When security cameras were born,
we installed facial-recognition software.
Backdoors into law-enforcement mainframes,
spyware in financial and e-mail servers.
Spyware in financial and e-mail servers.
Ada, bring up our files on Alex Kane.
As you can see,
we've been following you for a little while.
The world is already watching itself, Mr. Kane.
We just happen to be paying attention.
You see, the men who developed a system to predict crime
didn't do so out of a sense of altruism.
They're gamblers.
The very rich love to gamble, even more than the rest of us.
But when you have so much money
you could never lose enough to make a difference,
ordinary games become stale.
So you begin to look for other games...
Games with higher stakes.
Crime, Mr. Kane.
We gamble on crime.
You gamble with people's lives.
No, here in the house, we predict crime.
We never influence it.
Did you predict the kidnapping?
Did you predict Ginny's death?
You could have saved Ginny.
Do not...
Fold, Mr. Kane.
You don't have a strong enough hand.
[ Exhales sharply ]
Why show me this?
Why tell me this?
What's the point of a bet unless you have two sides?
Tomas edribali,
professional kidnapper out of Istanbul.
When he targeted the raqibs, his plan entered the game.
He was one side.
And you were the other.
You unwittingly made this a wager worth playing.
The gamblers would like you to finish this bet.
We intercepted this earlier.
Father, mother, please pay them what they want.
[ Crying ] I love you both.
I love you both so much.
[ Sobs ]
Shada and Ginny are people, not bets.
I've seen your file, Alex. I know how Ginny saved you.
You go back to being that man, it's like she never existed.
Johnson: Well, you have a better chance of saving shada... with us.
You can make a difference right here, right now.
Or...
You can walk away.
Time's running out, Alex.
I'm not doing this for you.
I'm doing it for shada and Ginny.
When I'm done, I'm gonna come back here
and throw you through that window.
[ Chuckling ] Bravo.
[ Elevator bell dings ] I'll take that bet.
[ Monitor beeping steadily ]
[ Beeping accelerates ]
[ Breathing heavily ]
What did you put in me?
I used to be married to a doctor.
I picked up a few tricks.
Hamid, somebody sent you after raqib.
Who was it?
Cannot stop us.
Yeah, you were a decoy. They used you.
[ Chuckles ]
Focus.
Door... you came in through the catering door.
Who told you it was open?
[ Laughs ]
Even his own people hate him.
[ Laughs ]
I am telling you, Alex Kane was not one of the kidnappers!
He saved me!
Medina, you're confused.
Farid is head of security.
Yeah, I wouldn't really go by that.
Stay where you are, Mr. raqib...
At least until farid here tells us where your daughter is.
How did you get in here? Kitchen catering entrance. It's still open.
Tell me you weren't a part of this.
The kidnapper's name is Tomas edribali.
Edribali stayed in constant touch with his crew.
If he has an inside man,
that inside man has a burner phone on him.
He's the one pointing the gun at you.
He's the one...
Ohh!
Show us this phone, or I will cut it from you piece by piece!
Aah! Aah.
In the pocket. In the pocket.
Ohh.
You have a call to make.
[ Ringing ]
[ Cellphone ringing, vibrating ]
[ Cellphone beeps ]
Why are you calling?
I need to know everything's going all right.
Is she still alive?
Don't worry, farid.
We need her to talk.
And when we don't need her to talk, we'll be done.
What good did that do?
That call's gonna be analyzed
that call's gonna be analyzed
by some of the best equipment on earth.
I do need your help.
[ Camera whirring ]
Cassandra: And if I hadn't been listening in?
When does that happen? Never, actually.
Call was too short to trace,
but I pulled a little trick with the signal agency.
They're still inside the Vegas cell tower array.
They're here in the city.
Traffic cameras tagged a black Van
as the getaway vehicle.
Big crew, black Van, plus holding for the girl.
They're gonna need a base of operations.
I'm gonna chat with a friend.
You have access to the greatest
intelligence database in world history,
and you have a friend?
And you have a friend?
Low-tech's the best tech.
♪♪♪
[ Indistinct conversations ]
I'm counting on you, Victor. Remember, it's a black Van.
Yeah? Here.
[ Ring tone playing ]
[ Cellphone beeps ] Hello?
Alex Kane? You have the wrong number.
Excuse me. I'm sorry. Hey!
What was that rule about secrecy?
Your cell battery's dead, you idiot.
I need to show you this.
Across the street.
Yeah, I'm officially terrified of what you can do.
They say wire the money by 4:00 P.M.
[ Sniffles ]
They say all you need is this number.
[ Sniffles, whimpers ]
They're gonna keep shada alive
in case of a last-minute proof of life.
And then they're gonna kill her as soon as the funds clear.
[ Sighs ]
What do I do?
Come on, Ginny. Help me out here.
What do I do?
You do good.
Video is enough data to narrow it down,
but not exact.
Northeast corner of the city in the route 95 pocket.
Why are you at a homeless shelter?
There's only so many places in this city
that kidnappers can use as a base.
Still too many to search.
10,000 homeless in Vegas.
[ Horn blares ]
If there's an abandoned building in this city,
somebody's sleeping in it.
And if that building was suddenly filled by men with guns,
and if that building was suddenly filled by men with guns,
they'd warn each other.
Look at you, low-tech.
Alex! Got a place.
Empty mall out by the highway.
Diego got cleared out last week by some guys with some guns.
Said they were security, but with no uniforms.
And there was a black Van.
North of the 95? Yeah.
Show me.
[ Computer whirring ]
[ Keyboard clacking ]
Wire transfer done yet?
Any second now.
[ Computer beeps ]
[ Sniffles ]
[ Dirt bike motor revving ]
♪ Yeah, you come taggin' along ♪
♪ exhibit "a" on the tray, what you say? ♪
♪ As I throw it in your face ♪
♪ exhibit "b," what you see? ♪
♪ Well, that's me ♪
♪ I put it back in your place ♪
♪ yeah, I done it before and I can do it some more ♪
♪ so what you waiting for? ♪
♪ So what you waiting for? ♪
♪ Yeah, I was right all along ♪
♪ 'cause I have done it before ♪
♪ and I can do it some more ♪
♪ I got my eye on the score ♪
♪ I'm gonna cut to the core ♪
♪ it's too late, it's too soon, or is it? ♪
♪ Tick, tick, tick, tick ♪
♪ tick, tick, boom ♪
♪ check it ♪
♪♪♪
Aah!
Alex! [ Bullet ricochets ]
I'm gonna kill her! Alex!
Kane!
Me or the girl, Kane. Can't have us both.
♪ It's too late, too late, too late ♪
♪ too la-a-a-a-a-te ♪
♪ oh, ye-e-e-e-e-ah ♪
What are we doing? We have to get out.
Hold tight. There's too many.
[ Sirens wailing ] Drop your weapons! Freeze!
Drop your weapons! Drop them!
Let me see your hands! Throw it down!
It's okay. It's okay.
Alex.
Man: Sit down! Stay there.
Brown: All right.
[ Indistinct shouting ]
Alex. Ale... Shada, you're gonna be all right.
You're gonna be fine.
All right, hands where I can see them.
[ Shouting continues ]
[ Handcuffs click ]
♪ Tick, tick, tick, tick ♪
♪ tick, tick, boom ♪
Well, lucky for you, those dirt-bike kids called 911
when they heard gunshots, huh?
Lucky.
How did you know the kidnappers were gonna hit the charlemagne?
No answer.
Brown: Pulled your FBI file.
You killed all these guys?
Sudan, Turkey, Jordan, Ukraine.
What the hell, man?
FBI put you on a task force
to find terrorists, not kill them.
This is not due process.
You'd be surprised.
It's a small step to go from shooting back to shooting first.
Well, it's wrong.
Absolutely wrong.
And I liked it.
I tell myself I'm saving lives,
but three or four guys in, i can't even pretend anymore
I'm doing it for the right reasons.
But I'm good at hunting them.
So I keep going till I take a bullet in the Sudan.
And this funny... quirky doctor named Ginny sews me up.
[ Door opens ] Daoud: Shada.
[ Gasps ]
[ Exhales sharply ]
You want to throw me in prison?
Okay.
Ginny's gone.
If I'm out here...
I don't want to be this guy again.
[ Papers thud ]
Detective, there's an FBI agent here about Mr. Kane.
Do you want me to watch him?
Well, that worked out great last time.
Take him with us.
Yes, sir.
Johnson: Here, you can see the gunman stop, turn,
and fire at Mr. Kane.
And fire at Mr. Kane.
And here, you can see the car hit Mr. Kane.
Ooh. Ouch.
And here, you can see
where the gunman escapes in the black Van.
I believe that's tied to your kidnapping case.
Where did you get this footage?
Well, the FBI's investigating an interstate car-theft ring,
and we just got this off of the security cameras
of the augustine casino parking lot.
Would have been nice to see this yesterday.
Well, we had no idea
that this was on the tape until we reviewed it in the morning.
That this was on the tape until we reviewed it in the morning.
Look, I assure you
both the las Vegas police department
and Mr. Kane have the bureau's full apology.
I believe that this video evidence
actually exonerates him.
This is a start.
We still have a full investigation.
And Mr. Kane is now way...
Maybe I was unclear.
You see, the, uh, state and the district attorney
have already reviewed all of the evidence in this case
and, uh, have agreed that Mr. Kane is to face no charges.
And, uh, have agreed that Mr. Kane is to face no charges.
He's free to go.
[ Chuckles ]
Well, I still need him to answer questions about the kidnapping.
The bureau's gonna take that off your plate.
Being that it is our jurisdiction and all.
You can send over all of the evidence and recordings
as soon as possible.
[ Chuckles ] Son, you done had one hell of a day.
I feel awful about this.
Let me offer you a ride home.
I'm fine.
I insist.
I'm gonna take you exactly where you need to go.
[ Clears throat ]
[ Sighs ]
[ Handcuffs click ]
Alex: For what it's worth,
you're the best cop I've ever known.
What the hell are you into, Alex?
Uh, you boys have a nice day.
♪♪♪
I can't believe we didn't find that tape first.
Don't worry yourself about it.
We never would have gotten a warrant for that footage.
Because it's a federal case?
Because there aren't any security cameras
in the parking lot of that casino.
♪♪♪
[ Car doors close ]
This where you shoot me?
Shoot you? Alex, you're a hit.
We're offering you a job.
I'm afraid I misled you earlier, Mr. Kane,
when I said that there were always two members of the house.
There are always three.
See, the gamblers... They need someone to bet on.
So we created the player.
One man... one man and his resources and ingenuity
set against the worst humanity has to offer.
So they would bet on me?
Mm, some would bet against you.
Don't take it personally.
So, Mr. Kane, will you be our player?
[ Laughs ]
All you have... You could stop so much pain,
but instead, you gamble with people's lives
for your amusement.
[ Chuckles ]
What do you see out there, Mr. Kane?
A city.
I see a safety valve.
People need an outlet for their base desires
or else they will act out.
The gamblers are no different,
except that when they act out,
they destroy nations, rewrite maps.
They destroy nations, rewrite maps.
Kill presidents.
No.
No?
What, that's it?
You just go find some other guy?
There's always a game, Mr. Kane.
There is always the house.
There is always the pit boss and the dealer.
And there is always... Always, no matter what...
Another player.
But another player who'd never risk his life
to save a kidnapped girl.
You're the first player who cared about what happened
to the innocents caught in the game,
a player who actually wanted to help people.
Imagine what good you could do.
What happened to the last player?
[ Scoffs lightly ]
[ Car door opens, closes ]
[ Engine turns over ]
Man: Alex, you know i shouldn't be doing this.
This is hers, not mine.
I'll, um, let you have a moment.
It's just a tattoo.
[ Clears throat, sniffles ] Who brought her in?
Some FBI agent signed off on the paperwork.
♪♪♪
[ Elevator bell dings ]
He's here to throw you out the window.
I'm your player.
You understand the rules.
You can never ask for help from anyone except Cassandra.
You can never reveal the existence of the game.
And it's a lifetime appointment.
Welcome to the house.
Oh, and, Mr. Kane, don't disappoint me.
If I call, you come.
It means a bet is in play.
We didn't think we'd see you again.
Yeah, i don't do well on my own.
Idle hands.
Besides, you have the best data in the world.
Maybe I can find the person responsible for Ginny.
And then?
They'll be sorry.
Whoever they are, they'll be sorry.
Fair enough.
♪♪♪
[ Elevator bell dings ]
[ Computer whirring ]
[ Computer beeps ]
Place your bets.
[ Computer beeps ]
♪♪♪
[ Snaps fingers ]