Search and Destroy

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.

Pick it up, Finch.

It's about time.

Is this really why I was summoned

first thing in the morning?

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 firing 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?

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.

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Boss?

Mr. Khan?

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

Saul, wake up!

- Turn on the TV. - What? What are you--

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.

Wow.

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.

Got eyes on him, 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.

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 shot 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.

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.

Oh, he's not going anywhere, Finch.

His key no longer works.

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 threat, see how he was doxxed.

Can't you get Root on this?

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

Better kiss and make up, Finch.

We could use her on this one.

There you are, ma'am.

This way.

Here you are.

- Thank you. - Mm-hmm.

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.

Another mimosa, Miss?

You may want to sit down.

Thank you.

The board meeting is well underway.

Time is running out if he plans to intervene.

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.

Linda, this is not a good time, okay?

I'm walking into a meeting.

You disgust me.

You swore you deleted them.

Deleted what?

The pictures from Cabo.

Oh, no.

Oh, my.

You gave me your word.

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

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.

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--

Khan embezzled millions upon millions of dollars--

Mr. Reese?

Don't worry, Finch.

We still have eyes and ears in the meeting.

- Did you bug him? - One better.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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

You hear that, Finch?