04x19 - Search And Destroy

Episode transcripts for the 2011 TV show "Person of Interest". Aired September 22, 2011 - June 21, 2016.*
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A former CIA operative is recruited by an enigmatic billionaire to prevent violent crimes.
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04x19 - Search And Destroy

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Finch: We are being watched. The government has a secret system-- a Machine that spies on you every hour of every day. I designed the Machine to detect acts of terror, but it sees everything... Violent crimes involving ordinary people. The government considers these people irrelevant. We don't. Hunted by the authorities, we work in secret. You will never find us. But victim or perpetrator, if your number's up, we'll find you.

[dramatic music]

Reese: Pick it up, Finch.

It's about time.

Finch: Is this really why I was summoned first thing in the morning?

Reese: Beats a cup of coffee.

Who knows? You might even enjoy it.

While I appreciate the utility of a firearm, Mr. Reese, I don't see the pleasure in f*ring lead projectiles at inanimate objects.

This isn't pleasure, it's business.

You've had some close calls recently.

♪ ♪

Think of it as a machine.

You like machines, right, Finch?

[g*nshots ringing and glass shattering]

Or maybe a hun more your style.

♪ ♪

I won't be around forever.

I just need to know you can protect yourself once I'm gone.

When the time comes for me to pick up a firearm, all will truly be lost.

[phone ringing]

♪ ♪

[phone line trilling]

♪ ♪

[phone vibrating]

Kelly: Boss?

Mr. Khan?

[footsteps approaching]

[phone vibrating]

Why haven't you picked up your phone, Saul?

Saul, wake up!

Turn on the TV.

What? What are you--

male reporter: If you are just joining us, an update now to our top story.

Company officials have yet...

You've been hacked.

...to release an official statement even as hundreds of private documents have been made public.

What did they get?

Corporate accounts, financial records, salary, bonuses.

Every email you ever sent.

How bad?

The leak proves you were embezzling company funds.

What? That's-- that's ridiculous.

The board is meeting in an hour.

They're moving to fire you.

Okay, call Mark.

Tell him to stall.

What networks are covering this?

All of them.

Uh-huh?

Fox News, Huffington, The Journal.

CNN already has a hashtag for it.

TMZ just posted how much you lost in the stock market flash crash.

[doorbell rings]

Wow.

[intercom beeps]

man over intercom: Internal Revenue Service.

We need to talk to Sulaiman Khan.

What do I do?

Buy me some time.

I got to get to this meeting.

And I got to fix this.

♪ ♪

[camera clicking]

Got eyes on him, Finch.

Finch: As do I.

Out new number has become infamous overnight.

Meet Sulaiman Khan, CEO of Castellum Security Incorporated, a pioneer in computer antivirus software.

What started out in his garage, has now grown to be the leading security software company in the entire world.

Judging from his home, it's made him a few dollars.

Finch: More like billions.

Although, Mr. Khan's personal finances took a huge hit in the stock market flash crash.

He's lucky his company is still standing.

Khan's antiviral software comes pre-installed in 86% of the network devices now sold around the globe.

Entire divisions within the government are using versions of his product, which makes him a prime target for hackers.

They all want to take a sh*t at the sheriff.

It'd be quite a feat to infiltrate the man who built the ultimate firewall.

Explains why I haven't been able to bluejack him.

It's extremely difficult to access him remotely.

His security measures are rigorous and virtually unassailable.

Only the paranoid survive, right, Finch?

It's not paranoia if they're really after you.

Whoever got to him is very good.

♪ ♪

[camera clicks]

Just so we're not flying completely blind, I went ahead and bluejacked his assistant.

I'll attempt to access everyone in his inner circle.

You stay on the number.

[car alarm beeping ]

Oh, he's not going anywhere, Finch.

His key no longer works.

Finch: The hackers may have accessed his car and voided the smart key.

They could just be getting warmed up.

He's sure determined to get to his meeting.

He's about to do something rash.

I need to gather more info about this advanced persistent thr*at, see how he was doxxed.

Can't you get Root on this?

Sorry. Ms. Groves and I are not on the best of terms.

Reese: Better kiss and make up, Finch.

We could use her on this one.

♪ ♪

man: There you are, ma'am.

[mysterious music]

woman: This way.

♪ ♪

Here you are.

Thank you.

Mm-hmm.

man: How are you?

Are you sure the item is intact?

Please, it's custom made with a built-in GPS tracker.

I've got a guy.

Could drop this from an airplane, not even a dent.

[phone beeping]

[static on camera]

Another mimosa, Miss?

You may want to sit down.

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

[bodies thudding]

♪ ♪

Thank you.

♪ ♪

[mysterious music]

♪ ♪

Finch: The board meeting is well underway.

Time is running out if he plans to intervene.

[phone rings]

♪ ♪

Hello?

Finch, I can't get close enough to overhear his side of the conversation.

Taken care of.

While Mr. Khan may take extreme security measures, his wife does not.

Khan on phone: Linda, this is not a good time, okay?

I'm walking into a meeting.

Linda: You disgust me.

You swore you deleted them.

Khan: Deleted what?

The pictures from Cabo.

Oh, no.

Oh, my.

You gave me your word.

I did, okay? It's not my fault.

Finch: Credit card records from the leak show that Linda has been staying in a hotel for the last month.

They're seeing a marriage counselor.

Linda: They are everywhere.

All of my coworkers have probably seen them by now.

I will never be able to look my boss in the face again.

This will follow me forever.

Someone is trying to ruin me.

Linda, you have to--

[phone beeps]

♪ ♪

Nicassio: Khan embezzled millions upon millions of dollars--

Finch: Mr. Reese?

Don't worry, Finch.

We still have eyes and ears in the meeting.

Did you bug him?

One better.

Nicassio: If anything, this hack, it was a sign from God.

Well, this turnaround guy sure is sanctimonious.

Too bad you can't be here to stimulate the conversation, John.

Reese: I'm not much of a public speaker.

But I promise to make an appearance if things get exciting.

Things always get exciting when you're here.

Khan has to go.

This company is far too profitable to let him sink it.

That's why the board brought me in last month.

Reese: Khan's on his way into the meeting.

Okay, I know it's bad, but come on.

It's not Zoe Morgan bad. Right?

Well, if the board hired me, it seems it's worse than you thought.

It's the first meeting I've ever seen him show up to.

It's also your last.

Okay. They're never going to agree.

Now listen--

The vote was unanimous.

You're out.

Khan: Hey, come on. Dean, Gus?

Okay.

Even you, Mark?

Buddy, I was best man at your wedding, for God's sake.

I mean, you and I came up together, four guys in the garage.

What did your email say again?

Uh, Mark Lee has the backbone of a dead jellyfish.

Yeah, that was it.

Yes, I wrote that email.

I was angry. I'm sorry.

Obviously, I don't feel that way.

Look, there's a lot of things I've written in private emails that I regret.

It's true. I'm embarrassed.

I said it.

But embezzling money from this company?

No.

That is an outright lie.

And it is clear that I'm being set up.

Well, three teams of analysts say otherwise.

The company needs to distance itself.

It's my company.

Not anymore.

[laughs]

You've been trying to steal my research since day one.

You hear that, Finch?

Judging by the hard-coded paths in the malware, whoever's behind this hack had an extensive knowledge of the company's internal architecture.

It appears that the thr*at came from within.

You got bored with the core software.

I created the core software.

Do you have any idea who you're talking to?

Hmm? I'm an innovator.

You are nothing more than a glorified accountant.

You're not that guy anymore.

You lost focus.

Draining resources for secret side projects, and driving this company to bankruptcy.

No. Towards the future.

Listen, can any of you think beyond next quarter's numbers?

To stay relevant, we need vision.

Since this guy came along, the software has become bloated, slow.

Frankly, the last update that we had took us backwards in terms of design and efficiency.

But the work I'm doing in digital immunization technology is gonna take this company to another level.

Imagine a chip that can tell you when your vaccine is outdated.

Biotech.

That's what you blew $400 million on?

No, no, no-- whoa, whoa.

Four-- Where did you get that figure?

From your financial records.

You lost all your money in the crash, so you stole from this company to fund your research.

I have not stolen a cent.

I am being set up and we both know who is behind it.

You sure this isn't all in your head?

I didn't want to bring this up, but your medical records were made public, and the last thing this company needs is a bipolar CEO.

Hey, hey, that is privileged inform--

Look, I... I got it under control.

I take the meds, okay?

Well, judging from your behavior, maybe it's about time to up the dosage.

Escort Mr. Khan out of the building.

Guys...

And take his ID badge.

Come on. Hey, this is--

Get off of me!

You get away!

This is not over!

[glass shattering]

Finch: If Khan's truly unstable, there's no telling how he'll react.

Finch, this takeover just got hostile.

Hey. Hey, hey, hey. Come on.

Come on. You can't just take my stuff.

Actually, we can.

♪ ♪

[phone beeping]

[phone line trilling]

Mandy on phone: Waxman Law Offices.

Where can I direct your call?

It's Saul Khan.

Khan: Can you tell Ira it's urgent?

Mandy: Mr. Waxman is currently unavailable.

Can I take a message?

Khan: Mandy, would you please just put him on the phone?

Mandy: I'm sorry to inform you, sir, but the firm has dropped you as a client, effective immediately.

[click and dial tone]

[phone beeps]

Linda.

The IRS is my parents' house.

Okay.

Something about civil assets forfeiture.

Okay, I swear, I am being set up.

Linda: No. You got caught.

And you deserve everything that's coming to you.

I can fix this. Okay?

Even you can't put the pieces back together now.

Zoe: Are you sure you're ready for a relationship, John?

She's not gonna hang around forever.

Those therapist types, they want to settle down.

Are you spying on me, Zoe?

You know, I never figured you with a redhead.

♪ ♪

Jealous?

No. Protective.

I'll be okay.

She's the one I'm worried about.

You know how this ends.

Let's just focus on the case.

Finch is working to ID the hacker.

We should check in, see if he's made any progress.

You find it odd that the hacker only went after Khan?

Not the rest of the company?

What makes you so sure?

No mention of the accounting scandal in 2011.

How do you know about that?

I'm the one they hired to clean up their mess.

When one of the studios got hacked, it was like a shotgun blast.

Scatter sh*t.

Whatever they could hit.

This att*ck on Khan is surgical.

Someone wanted to ruin this guy's life, not harm the company.

I can name a few board members who benefit from Khan being ousted.

Whoever's behind this... it's personal.

♪ ♪
♪ ♪

Thought you'd be gone too.

Sure said some terrible things about you over the years.

You've said worse to my face.

♪ ♪

I didn't take the job 'cause you were a nice guy.

This is all my fault.

I'm so focused on that bio-chip that I left myself open to an att*ck.

So fight back.

Isn't that why you started the company in the first place?

♪ ♪

Yes. It is.

Did you get the other thing?

♪ ♪

How do you know he'll show up?

Because Mark is predictable.

If there's one thing I can count on, he will not pass up an opportunity to see me squirm.

Is this registered?

That would've taken a lot more time and probably defeated the purpose.

♪ ♪

I'm guessing.

Thank you.

♪ ♪

Anytime, boss.

♪ ♪

man: The tracker says the case is on this floor.

[tracker beeping]

[banging]

[grunts]

[suspenseful music]

I know we've had our differences lately, but I really miss the days when you could just tell me what to do.

Where's the tracker?

All right, if you won't tell me, 110 volts should fry it.

[electricity crackling]

man: I just lost the signal.

man: It's got to be in here.

♪ ♪

[grunts]

♪ ♪

Where's the damn case?

Come on. Let's go.

[couple whimpering]

Shh.

[banging on door]

Ah!

[g*nshots]

[b*ll*ts ricocheting]

[g*n clicking]

[grunts]

♪ ♪

Could drop it from an airplane, not even a dent.

♪ ♪

[bluesy rock plays]

♪ ♪

Reese: Shady part of town. No cameras.

Khan must have picked this place for a reason.

Finch: Khan may have lured his old friend there to take revenge.

Reese: Think Mark's behind the att*ck?

He's capable, with plenty to gain by bringing Khan down.

♪ ♪

[mysterious music]

[phone beeping]

♪ ♪

Thanks.

I needed to see you in person.

Hey. I just bought this.

What the hell, man?

They could be listening to us.

Who?

You know I didn't do it, right?

Mark, we've been friends for 30 years.

I need you to trust me.

My entire life has gone viral, and I need to find out why.

There's no grand conspiracy here.

You got hacked.

Oh, yeah? Just me?

Hmm? No one else was touched?

You're the face of the company.

This wasn't about sending a message.

Why'd you ask for me here, Saul?

I need you to go to the meter room.

I'm not risking my job for you.

We created the world's preeminent antivirus software.

Don't you want to know how that thing just got gutted?

Hmm? Isn't it driving you crazy?

'Cause it's eating me alive.

Now please, I need to see those gauges.

What aren't you telling me?

A few weeks ago, when I was working on my gene-chip, the entire facility went dark.

Right?

Now, it turned out that the accounts to pay for the power had been drained.

You know me, I went down to talk to the accountant directly.

Turns out that the funds were used to pay for a shipment of 25,000 barrels of diesel.

Come on.

When did our company need that kind of fuel?

Hey.

The stock market flash crash?

That wasn't just random.

It was targeted at me.

Every equity I had went belly up within seconds, except for the shares that I had in our company.

They didn't want that touched.

Finch, does that check out?

Yes, and those odds are astronomical.

I intend to find out why.

Who has the ability to control the stock market, Saul?

There's only one thing powerful enough to systematically destroy Khan's personal and professional life this thoroughly.

Khan: Well, this is the crazy part.

It's not a human that's after me.

It's an Artificial Intelligence.

Samaritan.

Khan: It's here.

We always knew this was possible.

Consider what's happened to me.

Are you really this arrogant? _

Mark: Is there nothing that's able to b*at you except an Artificial Intelligence?

You and I have gone up against the best.

I'm telling you, this att*ck was faster and more dangerous than anything I have ever seen.

Let me explore the possible two options.

The first, you're nuts.

The second, you're right.

There's a Super Intelligence after you and every move you make is being watched.

Either way, best I stay as far away from you as possible.

I need you to check those meters.

Get off of me.

♪ ♪

Finch, Khan lured Mark here to steal his employee ID badge.

I've got to stop him.

If this is Samaritan, he's got a target on his back.

You can't afford to get caught in the crosshairs again.

Yeah, well, he's gonna get himself k*lled.

There's no way to keep the victim safe if the perpetrator is Samaritan.

♪ ♪

[mysterious music]

♪ ♪

[door beeps]

♪ ♪

[drill whirring]

♪ ♪

[alarm beeping] _

[drill whirring]

[suspenseful music]

[grunts]

[body thuds]

♪ ♪

[camera clicking]

Finch: What's he looking for?

♪ ♪

If that system is drawing that much power, it's doing a lot more than just scanning for viruses.

We need to find out what he knows.

I'm making a move, Finch.

Finch: No. NYPD has arrived on the premises.

Detective Riley has no business being there.

Samaritan will see through your cover instantly, endangering you and everyone you're close to.

♪ ♪

NYPD!

Get your hands behind your back.

Up against the wall.

♪ ♪

He's clean.

We just lost the number, Finch.

I believe an exception to the no-smoking policy is in order here.

Named after the Nepalese warriors whose undying bravery made a lasting impression on the British soldiers.

Over $50,000 a box.

Extravagant, even for you.

I believe a small celebration is called for.

Our online search is drawing to a close, with our quarry in sight.

Khan is still a loose end.

Mm.

Unfortunate inconvenience.

His insatiable curiosity will be the death of him.

He's forced our hand.

Why haven't I been activated?

Samaritan wanted to handle this matter personally.

Then let me take care of Ms. Groves.

You've already had your chances with her.

Then let's leave nothing to chance.

As my directive.

It's time for her to go.

I suppose you're right.

Shame really.

If only because she had the misfortune of honoring the wrong god.

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪
Fusco: That's impossible.

What's that guy doing over there?

Guy was picked up for a simple trespassing.

I don't care what the computer says.

Khan was sent to Rikers.

He was arrested 20 minutes ago.

There's no way he got processed that fast.

Sounds like somebody's got it in for this guy.

Well, we got to get him out.

Good luck. Captain wants me on that other case.

That guy's already dead. This one's about to be.

Come on, Lionel.

Should have intervened when I had the chance, Finch.

Khan is being railroaded.

Finch: Any attempt to hack the police database may alert Samaritan to my presence.

Samaritan is trying to bury this guy in a deep, dark hole forever.

And his insatiable need to confirm that fact will be the death of him.

♪ ♪

I know my rights. I get a phone call.

I didn't get my phone call.

Says here you already got it.

What? No, I didn't.

What are you talking-- I didn't get a phone call.

I didn't get a phone call!

Hey, who did I call? Okay?

I didn't get a phone call.

What are you--

[camera clicks]

Just listen to me, okay?

Where are you taking me? Where am I going right now?

What are the charges against me, huh?

If he asks for Officer Brown--

That's my witness in a joint case with the Feds.

So where are the Feds?

Start typing.

I better be walking out of here with Khan in the next five minutes.

[mysterious music]

♪ ♪

Whoo.

This guy's got bigger problems than trespassing.

♪ ♪

Six open warrants in five states.

Khan's looking at a half-dozen serious felonies.

Do the charges hold any water?

Yeah, an ocean.

Someone greased the skids on this guy.

Where did they find a judge this time of night to deny him bail?

I'll take it from here then.

[muffled voice in trunk]

What the hell was that?

Plan B.

[banging in trunk]

I got to go back to work.

man with muffled voice: Let me out of here!

[door buzzer]

[indistinct background chatter]

[mysterious music]

♪ ♪

Fresh meat.

Looking good.

♪ ♪

man: Opening gate!

♪ ♪

man: Yeah, check this out.

Oh, my.

Ugh.

[gate closes]

♪ ♪

He's dead.

Nowhere to run, right?

♪ ♪

[phone vibrates]

♪ ♪

[phone vibrates]

Samaritan's cut the security feeds from the entire cell block.

It doesn't want anyone to see what's about to happen.

Finch: Where are you, Mr. Reese?

♪ ♪

[grunts and gasps]

[gagging]

♪ ♪

[all grunting]

Whoa! Cool, man.

Hey, all right.

You've been granted early release.

♪ ♪

I got him.

Finch: Samaritan is surely coming for you.

Stick to the shadow map.

This van's a little big for that, and half the guards in Rikers are after us.

I know you.

You were at the bar tonight.

You've been following me.

It sent you to get me.

[tires screeching]

♪ ♪

Hang on.

[Khan shouts]

[horns honking]

♪ ♪

[tires screeching]

[metal smashing]

Finch: You need to get out of there.

Samaritan's coming.

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

Hey, John. Need a ride?

♪ ♪

Pass the orange chicken.

[mysterious music]

♪ ♪

This mean you've forgiven me, Harold?

At the moment, we have more pressing matters.

This safehouse won't stay that way for long.

He needs to go.

Where does a man hide when a god wants him dead?

Reese: Finch, this guy's brilliant.

Relentless.

Maybe we should just read him in.

No, he already knows too much.

He's not Simon Lee or Clair Mahoney.

There's no convincing him otherwise.

The longer he stays around, the more questions he'll have.

Want to really blow his mind?

Tell him there are two of these things.

[gasps]

♪ ♪

Best in the city.

[grunts]

Ah!

They sent you.

They sent you to get me.

Right idea. Wrong machine.

Not helping, Ms. Groves.

Who are you people?

The only ones keeping you alive.

You almost k*lled us.

Just a little fender bender.

Answer our questions and you will be released.

Right.

[Khan grunts]

♪ ♪

Why did you need to see those meters?

The company was using ten times the power than it's ever used before.

It wasn't being used by the servers inside.

It was powering something else.

It's quite a leap to jump to an AI.

Stock market flash crash, cyber att*cks, traffic lights changing at whim.

That is the work of an invisible hand that is strangling me.

If you're being targeted, we need to know why.

My research.

Finch: New software?

Bio-tech. You wouldn't understand.

Try me. I'm a fast learner.

Digital immunization chip.

We were all ready to go into production next year.

I think my company was h*jacked so that they could steal my research and build the prototype without me.

Reese: Finch, remember that quaint little town that made transponders?

Could this be the next generation?

I know an Artificial Intelligence is trying to k*ll me.

I just don't know why.

That's what we're trying to figure out.

♪ ♪

You believe me.

But you don't work for it?

[laughs]

Is that my computer?

Harold.

The port used to hack Khan's system sent a small amount of data back to an off-site IP address.

I was able to determine its location.

♪ ♪

What's there?

Woods.

The trees form a canopy blocking any overhead images.

♪ ♪

Any idea what else is out there?

Road trip.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

What do you think? C4 overkill?

Well, better safe than sorry.

Try not to hit any bumps.

Finch: Mr. Khan, just wait here and let us handle this.

Please stay inside as instructed.

I am not gonna wait for lightning to strike twice.

I need to know why it chose me because whatever is out there, it ruined my life.

♪ ♪

[pumps shotgun]

Shotgun.

♪ ♪

[mysterious music]

♪ ♪

We're here.

Are you sure this is the place?

I was expecting something more.

Any idea what your company would be doing out here?

It's not my company anymore.

♪ ♪

We're sitting ducks out here.

♪ ♪

What is it, Root?

Root: My cochlear implant.

I hear something.

Picking up WiFi signals.

Data images.

Where?

Coordinates. Specific.

Just tell me where to aim.

My 5:00. 250 meters.

[g*nsh*t]

♪ ♪

11:00. 340 meters.

[g*nsh*t]

♪ ♪

A matter of minutes before the cavalry gets here.

Finch: Middle of nowhere.

What were those cameras installed to protect?

♪ ♪

We're in the right place.

Khan: What's there?

Not sure.

But we're standing on it.

[grunts]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

Reese: Get up.

Whoa, whoa. Easy, easy.

What is that?

It's diagnostics.

Diagnostics of what?

man: Antivirus software.

It's scanning for viruses all over the grid.

There's a couple hundred new ones every day.

Samaritan has siphoned off the resources of your company.

The diesel fuel is being used to run generators around the clock.

That is my antivirus software.

All your company's servers have been h*jacked.

Retasked.

It's running a scan of epic proportions.

A global search.

But the results were sent out here.

Khan: Why?

It's not searching for a virus.

That code. Do you recognize that?

We need to leave. Now.

Is there another exit?

No. One way in, one way out.

Finch?

Take it.

Then you stay close.

What is that? Hey!

♪ ♪

[g*nf*re]

[tense music]

♪ ♪

[grunts]

♪ ♪

That was my software! That was my software!

Yeah, but it's elevated.

And then some.

♪ ♪

We should hang back.

Draw them out.

Root: It's Martine.

♪ ♪

Sorry, John.

Places to be, people to k*ll.

Damn it, Root.

[grunts]

That was the work of an Artificial Intelligence!

What does it do? Who built it?

What is-- Does it see the future?

Does it-- How does it function?

Tell me! You have the answers!

[g*nf*re]

Reese!

[grunts]

[g*nsh*t]

♪ ♪

[grunts]

[g*ns clicking]

♪ ♪

[both grunting]

♪ ♪

I liked you better as a blond.

[both grunting]

I need to know what this thing is.

It destroyed my life.

Yours is not the first life it's ruined.

[g*nsh*t]

Ah!

♪ ♪

Where's Khan?

♪ ♪

It's seems my answers were unsatisfactory.

♪ ♪

[both grunting]

They're coming!

I'm gonna k*ll her!

[solemn music]

♪ ♪

No need to thank me.

You should have let me k*ll her.

It won't bring Shaw back.

♪ ♪

You're right. I should have let you k*ll her.

♪ ♪

That's a nice case.

♪ ♪

Custom made.

Some kind of carbon fiber Kevlar weave.

What's inside it?

She hasn't told me yet.

Well, get some rest.

We need you ready for battle.

♪ ♪

[phone vibrates]

♪ ♪

[mysterious music]

[chuckles]

♪ ♪

You sure?

Hmm.

Seems like a waste.

[glass shatters]

That's why you're the boss.

♪ ♪

Still no sign of Khan.

Hopefully he's safe, sitting on a beach somewhere.

Khan went searching for answers that you wouldn't provide.

What did he see down there, Finch?

My own creation.

When I built the Machine, I didn't use any existing operating system or language.

Code was one of a kind.

Samaritan knew that.

So if Samaritan started a search for unrecognizable code using traditional means, the Machine would have been alerted instantly.

So Samaritan found something that the Machine would never detect.

Khan's software.

Installed in every network device.

Means and an access already in place.

It was a brilliant stratagem, really.

This program, running in the background of your computer, checking every file.

But instead of viruses, Samaritan was using it to search for the Machine.

Did it find the Machine's location?

It's only a matter of time.

[pay phone ringing]

♪ ♪

[ominous music]

♪ ♪

It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Mr. Khan.

Sorry we had to resort to rather drastic measures, but you've been awfully persistent.

Who are you?

A man who knows the answers.

Why me?

Your antivirus software helped me search the grid to finally track down their Machine once and for all.

Unfortunately, it determined it's not on any network devices in the world.

Machine? What?

An Artificial Intelligence.

A god.

One of the two among us.

I knew it.

Is that it?

This is merely the mountaintop.

Does that answer all your questions?

I want to see it.

I want to look in its eyes.

Very well.

[g*nsh*t]

[grunts]

♪ ♪
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