Never seen the tide this high.
Or this warm.
You can thank El nino for that.
Who do I have to thank for this?
Think anybody knows?
I stopped caring about two minutes ago.
Hey, come on.
Didn't you ever see from here to eternity?
Moving a little slow this morning?
Hiding under the covers
seemed like a good idea.
Do you want to talk about this?
No. You know, just one of those nights.
Nice guy, but I had to say no,
which means good-bye, good luck
I'll see you in another life.
You know.
So no chance of being friends, huh?
Men don't particularly want to be friends.
Not with me, at least.
Well, cass, you got to take that
as a compliment.
No, I don't.
Hopefully I'm more complex than that.
Don't you think?
Well, yeah.
You've baffled me many times.
Well, so what happened here?
We got an unidentified victim
here in a shallow grave.
He's a Caucasian male
oh, about six feet
almost pounds.
He's wearing Armani slacks
and keds with no socks.
Who k*lled him...
The fashion police?
Anyway, he's got
no jacket, no I.D.
Hey, Morton.
What do you got?
I got a really big boy, strangled to death
with more broken bones than evil knievel.
And they practically folded him up
like a gumby doll before they dumped him.
Did you find anything in his pockets?
Just this.
Looks like the key
card to a parking garage.
Here, Aladdin.
See what this opens.
What are those last three numbers?
Six, eight, six.
So, uh, tell me about this date.
Just a sec.
Six, eight, six.
Sea breeze suites?
Yeah, I know where that is.
Thanks.
Wow, whoever this guy
was, he was living large.
Tell me about your date.
Okay. Ph.D. in mathematics.
He's very sharp.
I mean, he's all brains.
Then, of course, after dinner
he was all hands.
Guys are such pigs.
I apologize for our entire gender.
That's not the point.
I just hate the way, you
know, it's so black and white.
And once it's over,
everybody's got to pretend
like they never met.
There's no friendly cup of coffee.
There's no phone calls, you know.
Some guys just can't handle it.
At least guys don't cry when you tell them.
They do when I say no.
Ha!
Sure, Freddie Larkin,
moved in two months ago.
Nice guy.
Kind of a computer nerd.
Get many of those around here?
Yeah, right.
We're a virtual silicon valley here.
Here you go.
Thanks. Thank you.
You think somebody was here first?
I think he liked it this way.
Whoa.
This guy's entire life
was within three steps.
You know, there's something off here.
What's a silicon valley
refugee doing in palm beach?
Kissing the green.
Take a look at these.
, .
, .
UN-cashed.
I.l.a.c.
What's ilac?
You may begin speaking.
What do you want me to say?
Sheesh.
I do not recognize "sheesh."
Please spell.
What is this?
This is voice recognition.
You know, like hal in .
So we arrest the computer?
No. No, no, no.
Just watch.
What time is it?
Death and destruction.
What did you do?
I think I just got us in
way over our heads.
You could lose your job for
a bad haircut around here.
Yeah, but spooky eyeballs
are all the rage.
Welcome home, little zombie.
Man: Good afternoon.
Louis sendahl.
My sister, rana.
We'd like to ask you two a few questions.
Didn't Freddie work for you, Ms. Sendahl?
We invested heavily
in Freddie's voice recognition program.
We brought him down to Florida to finish
set him up with a studio.
He is so brilliant.
Fame and wealth are just
around the corner for Freddie.
For both of you too, I assume.
I hope so, considering what we invested
in the project.
Can I offer you guys a drink?
Cassy: No, thank you.
Could you tell us about Freddie?
When did you last see him?
Oh, um, three nights ago.
Yeah, he's, um, been keeping
the most impossible hours.
I thought I'd see if he wanted a break.
My brother here tends to drive people
a little too hard.
We had a crucial deadline.
That's ironic.
Freddie d*ed this morning.
Oh, my god.
What was it, a heart att*ck?
Strangulation.
What's I.L.A.C.?
Venture capital.
We identify the best and the brightest
in the software industry,
we offer platform funding
we broker third party deals.
If necessary, we help
them complete the project.
We think our R&D team on the third floor
has everything
that San Jose or redmond has to offer.
Well, can you tell us what this is?
Well, I recognize the eye, of course
but this is nothing I commissioned.
Did you find it on the web?
On Freddie's computer.
What an interesting fellow.
Making little things like
that on his spare time.
Software, huh?
Yeah.
Where do they keep the nerds?
Not a bad question.
Supposing Freddie Larkin was m*rder*d
over a batch of computer code.
I think we better talk to somebody
who speaks the local language.
You read my mind.
So, you two think that I am
hopelessly old-fashioned, huh?
Just take a look at this.
This is a p.D.A., a
personal digital assistant.
Where'd you get that?
My brother-in-law gave it to me.
He told me I can put
my entire rolodex in here.
Every appointment I have
through the next millennium
and this is going to remind me of birthdays
I ordinarily would forget.
That's great, Harry.
Let's see it work.
So far the best I can do is turn it on.
Other than that, the
whole thing is a mystery.
So basically it's a glorified paperweight?
Yeah.
This thing is supposed to save my life
shave minutes off my day.
Hey, somebody said you wanted to see me.
Come in, come in.
All right, cassy, Tom
I want you to meet Jeremy reeve.
You need a trail guide
through cyberspace, here he is.
He's the new oops man for the department.
Oops?
Ops.
Ops?
Ops?
Ops.
Operations, procedures, systems.
Oops.
Harry said that you
had a hard drive that might be corrupted?
Well, we're not really sure.
Well, did you get a diagnostic screen?
Sorry?
Were you hitting a bad block
or did something bleed
in your x-tree catalog?
Definitely the right guy.
Yeah.
Jeremy...
Meet us there in half an hour.
Try and stop me.
Not since the telegram has a
communications breakthrough
been so important or life-changing.
People will never use their
computers in the same way again.
We're making history here, gentlemen.
Of course, you can't spend history.
But, happily, we're also making millions
and millions of dollars.
Print that.
Printing.
My god, Louis, you've done it.
So, where's Freddie?
I was hoping to congratulate him.
Oh, you know how programmers are.
He's been up three nights straight, so...
Mind if I drive?
What time is it?
Death and destruction.
What the hell is this?
It's nothing.
Just a little bug in the system.
I'll call down to R&D right now.
That fat, prepubescent little rodent.
He screwed us to the wall.
Relax, sit down.
Blaming the dead is such a waste of energy.
This is all your fault.
You wanted to keep him close.
Keep him close.
You told him too much.
Louis, little brother, we've
seen much worse than this.
It's a bug.
Just a little bug.
So, all we really need is a
good, cheap exterminator.
By rights, this fellow
should have been found
inside a trash compactor.
I may have missed one or two
but I count different broken bones.
I'm talking clean breaks.
Take a look at these.
Looks like some sort of ritualized k*lling.
Three, four people working together?
The victim d*ed of strangulation.
Clean and tight around the windpipe.
Probably some sort of a cloth
or a handkerchief.
A rope would have left more abrasions.
But after that, given enough time
one person could snap,
crackle, pop, all by themselves.
Someone's been playing.
On your knees!
Hands behind your back now!
Easy.
Emil tassler.
San Jose, California.
Oh, let me guess, another whiz kid.
I'm here to see Freddie, okay?
He owes me some money.
It's no big deal.
Well, it is a big deal, whiz kid.
Freddie's dead.
Since when?
This morning.
And when did you get in to town?
Oh, hey, hey, hey.
It's not like that.
Freddie's my partner.
We're building a business together.
This program is our k*ller app.
Everybody says so.
Application.
Software.
Makes heaps of money.
No, no.
Heaps does not even begin to describe
the amount of cash we
were going to rake in.
This things take time, right?
We were running out of seed funding.
Enter Freddie's knight
in shining silver dollars.
Louis sendahl.
You guys are really cops?
Yeah.
Man.
A babe cop.
What do the cheerleaders
look like down here?
What about the sendahls?
Well, they go right to Freddie.
They didn't want to deal with me.
The next thing I know,
he's their fair-haired boy.
It's their k*ller app.
And I'm sitting in San
Jose with a pasty face
Freddie's soaking up the rays,
and he never sends me a dime.
Well, sounds like a motive, Emil.
Sure, I thought about
breaking the guy's neck
but I was down here right
now to pick a big, bloody fight.
You know, there's this
little thing called my alibi.
I flew in from San Jose
on the red eye, um, this morning.
We'll have to corroborate
that you were on that flight.
Fine.
Check with people in the first eight rows.
I get torqued with motion sickness.
So, did Freddie have any enemies?
Come on, we're gear-heads, not fighters.
What about the sendhals?
No.
No, Freddie was in way tight with them.
He was their golden goose, man.
You haven't told us why you
were hacking into his code.
Please, I wasn't hacking.
I was reading.
I'm a proud papa.
Our little girl is all grown up.
Hmm, what time is it?
Death and destruction.
Whoa.
Looks like your little girl
has a secret.
Yes, she does.
Now, you tell me
why Freddie would use
that eye and those words
and the I.L.A.C. Logo.
Beats me.
What's that for?
It reminds me to eat dinner.
Is there anything else?
Yeah, two questions.
Where do we find you?
I'm booked at the Sheraton. And?
And how do I set the alarm on that thing?
This button displays the clock.
This button sets the alarm.
That's on. That's off.
This is awesome.
I'm sorry, just, someone
left the door open there.
No way!
You c... you cannot find
this copy of silver surfer anywhere!
Jeremy reeve, Emil tassler.
We looking at a y k issue here?
No, the app gets cranky sitting on dos.
Looks like we got the right guy.
Emil's here.
I don't have time for that snotty boy.
Oh yes, you do.
Okay.
I'll get right to the point.
Somebody owes me a fat check.
So, either you cough it up
or I drag your collective butts
through the courts.
Sit down.
Nice try.
Emil, Freddie is dead.
I know.
I heard.
I just had a little quality time
with sergeant babe cop.
Freddie's dead.
And that means you're...
You're up... up... up a creek.
All right, what would it
take to fix the program?
Ah... hmm?
My big brain.
Your big bag of money.
I will not be blackmailed.
Louis, Freddie double-crossed
all three of us.
Now...
We work together here
or we walk away with nothing.
Suddenly I feel very thirsty.
We never doubted the
importance of your contributions.
We simply made an agreement with Freddie
that he would pay you directly.
Well, it never happened.
Well, what did he tell you?
Rana, for the last three weeks
I can't even get the guy on the phone.
Okay, then let's help each other out here.
You rip that bug out of the program
and we will assign Freddie's
share of the profits to you.
Directly.
Wow, you must think I'm a real chump, huh?
Emil!
You and your brother
have been screwing me over
from the start, okay?
Look, never me.
If you believe one thing, believe that.
All this double-dealing,
that has been Louis.
He and Freddie have
tried to squeeze us both out
from the beginning.
Who k*lled Freddie?
Who do you think?
He used to get so
jealous of me and Freddie.
I mean, he was absolutely
crazy; He was dangerous.
Sometimes I think I'm the next target.
Shouldn't we go to the cops?
I can't go to the cops until
I get some proof on him.
Then I will get him once and for all.
Hey, why'd you pick Freddie, hmm?
Why not me?
Because Louis wanted him.
Because he's weak.
That's the way he likes it.
Fortunately, I have...
Very different taste.
Both: Hey!
Are you nuts?
What are you doing?
Are you trying to k*ll me?
You don't sneak up on a person like that.
Yeah, how rude of me to not let you know
I'm here while you were
rummaging through my rolodex.
I wasn't rummaging; I was looking.
For what?
A phone number.
Hey, be careful with that, okay?
It's a fragile piece of equipment there.
I'm just checking the battery.
You know I got my entire rolodex in here.
So keep your hands off.
You have your entire rolodex on there?
Yes. Jeremy helped me put it on it.
I don't want you to erase anything.
Show me my number.
Or mine.
In fact, show us anything.
Yeah.
Any useful piece of information from that.
What am I, a class clown here?
Birthday clown?
Get out of here!
You got things to dig up.
You got a body busted up
in a million pieces out there.
So go ahead, start digging
around the sendahls, go!
You'll get your demonstration later.
He's like a little kid with a toy g*n.
Except a little kid could pull the trigger.
Oh, I've been waiting
to show you something.
Oh, yeah?
I found this in Louis's car.
I think he may have
used it to, um, k*ll Freddie.
Let's call the police right now.
No, no, there's a sequence to everything.
There's a certain program that
has been sold for $ million.
And % of the gross.
In hours, if it's working properly.
It will be.
You see, Louis has to broker the deal.
But once that money is in the bank
we can dump him, avenge Freddie.
And we watch that little
brat squirm in his cell.
While we can live the rest of
our lives in total decadence.
How's it going?
Cruncha-cruncha.
Everything I ever wanted,
right here in this room.
You're a cheap date, Jeremy.
You can always find out.
What do you got?
This guy, I mean, he is... he is superfine.
I mean, he was planting these
easter eggs all over the code.
And this little dude right here
boy he had this one
buried way in the deep end.
Totally on purpose.
Why would he do that?
I mean, he's just sabotaging his own work.
Or protecting it.
Programmers make these
little fail-safe bugs all the time.
That way, no one can sell it or steal it
without keeping them in the loop.
So the sendahls would
never dream of k*lling Freddie.
You wouldn't think so.
You think they sent Emil
up here to fix that thing?
I can find out.
So, how difficult would
it be to yank this out?
Well, this, uh, code string
is like a house of cards.
One bad yank and it'd all go boom.
Why this bug, Freddie?
Emil never checked into his hotel.
Then where is he?
Stop distracting him.
He'll get it done.
Not with you crawling all over him
every seconds.
You know, your whining is so unattractive.
Why don't you stop playing
the black widow spider
and just let him do...
You think I can't find a
shallow grave for you,
too, little brother?
Hmm?
That's fine. Just keep me informed.
Okay. Thank you.
Good morning.
One man's opinion.
Oh... more man trouble.
Hmm... sleep trouble.
Some guy with little green eyes
telling me that death
and destruction was near.
Hope you were dressed for it.
Please, bad coffee first.
Bad jokes come later.
Hi.
For you.
Oh.
Thank you, they're...
Want to have dinner?
Oh, I'm sorry.
Will you... I've just been
rehearsing that way too long.
You were going to say something there.
I can't remember anymore.
Good, 'cause there is a dinner special
at the purple plum.
. , comes with a little green salad
choice of potato or pilaf.
They've got great rice pilaf.
And the dessert is, is included.
Thank you, that's very sweet.
I, I just make it a blanket policy
not to date anybody from work.
It just keeps the lines clean.
Oh.
Oh, hey. Oh, no.
Okay. Right, yeah.
'Cause nobody, you
know, likes smudgy lines.
No.
But thank you.
What, don't thank me.
What are you thanking me for?
For the flowers.
Oh... no, right.
Those are yours, you keep those.
That's, um, you know...
be fruitful, pollinate.
So, if Freddie booby-trapped the program
these two had motive to keep him alive.
Unless they jumped the g*n.
Maybe Freddie provoked them
and they need someone
else to fix his program.
Like the ex-partner, what's
his name... schlemiel?
Emil.
Who's been missing since last night.
What is that beeping sound?
Huh?
I hear a beeping.
There's no beeping sound.
No, I hear it.
You don't hear any beeping sound.
There's no beeping sound.
There's beeping, Harry.
You don't hear a beeping sound...
I hear a beeping.
It won't stop.
It hates me.
How'd you do that?
I'm a cybercop, Harry.
"I'm a cybercop, Harry."
You say there's dirt out there.
Dig it up for me.
Go ahead, get out of here. Both of you.
Go ahead.
Stay.
Ah!
Hey.
Oh, whoa, no.
No, uh...
No, I don't need any more motivation.
I just like to pamper you.
I need quiet, okay?
I got to think like Freddie.
That's too bad, because Freddie
never touched me like you do.
Oh, but you're right.
You do need quiet.
I know just the spot.
Come on.
But Emil's not here, not since yesterday.
Is he with rana?
Rana's a big girl.
I don't keep track of
her extracurricular life.
I'll take your word on that.
You sure you don't know what this is?
When you showed it to me yesterday
I'd never actually seen it in action.
But, of course I know what it is.
I told Freddie, keep us protected.
Put something in the
program only we could control.
And I assume you have.
Well, that's the hell of it.
He d*ed with the key to unlock it.
Me and the boys on the third floor
have been working around the clock on it.
If anyone can cr*ck it, we can.
So you're a programmer?
I speak many languages.
What kind of algorithm
string was Freddie using?
Well, it's not easy to describe.
He was, um...
It's a Mozart of a c-plus-plus.
It's very cutting edge.
Hmm...
And why does the bug
say "death and destruction?"
When it came to programming,
Freddie was a genius.
When it came to a sense of humor
he was stuck around years old.
I expect he got that from one of those
silly comic books
he liked to read.
The program's useless
with the gremlin, isn't it?
We'll find someone.
Hmm.
We already have a buyer.
Oh? Who?
Oh, you'll have to wait
for the announcement
just like everybody else.
Hmm...
I'll tell you who bought it.
Zoemen international.
They posted an online
press release two days ago
and then withdrew it.
"Zoemen international
"announces the acquisition of voicemode
"a state of the art voice
recognition program
developed by ilac."
Well, it looks like Louis
was under the g*n more than he let on.
Yeah, until Freddie
Larkin washed up on shore.
Jay Krieger wasn't so lucky.
Who?
Missing in Austin, Texas since
and guess what he did for a living?
Computer programmer.
And guess who did business in the same area
around the same time?
I.l.a.c.?
Close.
A.l.i.c.
In San Jose they were c.L.I.A.
In New York, they were l.A.C.I.
Same four letters.
It seems that Louis and rana
were moving around the past five years.
They'd make a big sale
on some technical property
that they had "developed" and then move on.
That guy couldn't develop
steam if he was boiling water.
I asked him what kind of algorithm string
Freddie was using.
And he did a bunch of fast talk
which meant nothing.
He's all flash, no follow-through.
You just pulled "algorithm
string" out of your pocket?
Courtesy of Mr. Mathematician.
He threw those words
around like it was foreplay.
You know, I think there's
more to this than just a logo.
Knock, knock.
I was going to give this back.
I, I didn't think it was
evidence or anything.
Oh, no, that's not why I'm here.
I wanted to find out about this;
see if you have any history
where it's from... and as fast as possible.
Don't you surf the web?
It's more like I play in
the dive pools than surf.
And it takes me half an hour to get a wave
so, I thought I would come to the master.
Cool.
Okay.
You don't, you don't really
have a blanket policy, do you?
About dating in the workplace.
No.
I probably should
but... no.
Then why blow smoke?
I guess I didn't want
to hurt your feelings.
Come on.
I'm not a teenager, despite the
comic books and the junk food.
Well, I was assuming that
you were like other guys
looking past the flowers, past dinner.
Cassy, I, I just like you.
You don't have to mace me for it.
I got an idea.
How about we meet in the middle.
Coffee breaks, frozen yogurt?
Two for one, chilly Willie's.
Okay, now you're talking.
All right.
Well, then, uh... let's, uh...
Take a look here at Mr. Death
and destruction.
Okay.
Okay, I think we found
a connection to the m.O.
Try me.
They befriend you.
They make themselves
indispensable in your life.
And just when you least
expect it, they strangle you;
take all your worldly possessions
but not before breaking
every bone in your body
and dumping you into a shallow grave.
That sounds vaguely familiar.
Could this be the sendahl family?
No, they're called thuggies.
It's a th century
cult that worships Kali:
Hindu goddess of death and destruction.
How long did this take you?
About minutes.
You're not the only cybercop around here.
These thuggies, they would
glom on to rich colonial travelers
making their way through India.
They would translate for them;
show you shortcuts
become your new best friend
until they put the lethal move on.
And then, when they would k*ll
they would offer the victim up to Kali.
Could be a coincidence.
No.
Then why these four letters?
You found the acronyms.
This is what it means.
Sounds like the Internet conspiracy hour.
Next thing you'll tell
me is that Princess di
was abducted by aliens.
No... the sendahls, they
are thuggies of the ' s.
They find software developers.
They dazzle them, k*ll them
swipe their intellectual property.
You showed me the trail.
I'm not buying a cult thing.
It's not a cult.
It's their game.
They are Kali-chic, Kali-corporate.
And these gearheads
they're hanging out in their garages
they're eating junk food,
looking at girlie magazines.
The sendahls, they offer
them money, glamour
and the one thing that
we all want down deep.
Friends.
Real friends.
Friends that protect you
care for you...
And then strangle you and snap your bones.
I would... I'd bring them in.
Well, it looks like
Freddie was catching on.
He figured out the game.
He took that face, then he made a bug.
Now, he could blackmail the
sendahls and protect himself.
They still k*lled him.
Yeah, but I don't think they ever saw it.
The sendahls figured that
Freddie was done with the program.
Well, they needed Emil to fix it
or else the deal with zoemen was off.
Yeah, but the moment Emil fixes it...
He's toast.
If he's here
I bet they've got him
in the R&D department.
We got to find that kid.
Yeah, anything you can find.
Now, look... listen,
listen. Write this down.
Rentals, uh, real estate
transactions of any kind.
Try i-l-a-c.
Try, try c-i-a-l.
Try, try a-c-i-l.
Yeah, go back about months.
I don't care how long it
takes, we need it now.
These two have enough
bogus names and corporations
to fill a small city!
We're getting partial lists
of real estate transactions
that are a year and a half old.
It's going to take us
all day to get this stuff.
Keep digging.
If you found the body
you can find more mistakes.
We're running out of time, Harry.
To death.
To destruction.
Why not have both?
The zoemen people are
going to be here in half an hour.
Emil's almost done.
You watch.
We'll pull this one out of the fire.
Such a shame about Freddie's body.
We were so close to another perfect
acquisition.
That is the last time
we talk about Freddie's body, okay?
Okay!
It's all about Emil now.
He'll fix it.
They'll buy it.
I'll take him out to look at the sunset.
Pink clouds, white foam...
And all that sand.
Right where I need it.
St. John.
Look at this.
Harry, can I do it later?
No. I just want you
to look at it, that's all.
My brother-in-law
he keeps sending me messages
and I have no idea how to get them.
Look, he told me
that I can send a wireless e-mail
anywhere in the world.
Now, you two know that
I'll probably die of old age
before I send anybody I know
an e-anything.
However, if that kid has
the same kind of gizmo...
I have his card.
And we can find him right now.
Uh-huh.
Good call, Harry.
No hugging.
I want to keep pace with my cybercops
but never hugging.
Yes.
Rana!
Yes.
We're there.
Lamplighter's cove.
Okay.
What time is it?
Computer: : P.M.
Oh, my brilliant, brilliant boy!
You know, I think we should go
for a private celebration, hmm?
Come on.
Cassy: What do you got, Harry?
jetty way.
Rented out to a rana zakaris.
Same billing address as I.L.A.C.
We're on our way.
When do we get a demo?
Oh, whenever you'd like.
Here's to making a k*lling.
Just a figure of speech, of course.
Of course.
Okay, you crash the party.
I'll cover Emil's back.
Just sit down here.
Oh, this is so much better.
God, I hate parties.
Actually, i'm, i'm... I'm kind of hungry.
Yeah? Mmm... me, too.
Rana, rana.
I just have to say good-bye.
Hmm...
Me, too.
I liked you, Emil.
I really did.
Okay, in case you don't know your rights
I'll read them to you.
Would you like some champagne, miss?
Can I get you something?
Want to dance?
Want a drink?
No.
What's your name?
Is there anything
we can do for you?
Yeah, you can get out of the way
and don't think too long about it, okay?
Drop it... now!
You're already going
down for m*rder, Louis.
You sure you want this on your resume?
Don't move!
Oh, yeah, you're real slick.
You give great meeting.
But you're all flash, no follow-through.
There's no way
that you could be the k*ller.
Don't be so sure.
You don't have the nerve.
Not like big sister rana.
What are you going to do now, Louis?
Now that we're taking her away?
Rana.
I don't suppose you can be bought?
This is not the beginning of
a beautiful friendship, Louis.
Like I said, all flash, no follow-through.
Emil headed straight
back to silicon valley.
And he thought the corporate sharks
back home were bad.
Want to grab a bite?
No, thanks, I have plans.
You hungry?
Starving.
Well now, that sounds like...
All-you-can-eat shrimp at the saber cove.
Perfect.
Just friends, for a change.
08x15 - k*ller App
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Series portrays the daily lives of two detectives who solve sexually-based crimes of passion among the ultra-rich of Palm Beach, Florida.
Series portrays the daily lives of two detectives who solve sexually-based crimes of passion among the ultra-rich of Palm Beach, Florida.