Manhunt: Unabomber

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Ted Kaczynski: I want you to think about

the mail for a minute.

Stop taking it for granted like some complacent,

sleepwalking sheep

and really think about it.

I promise you,

you will find the U.S. mail

a worthy object of your contemplation.

A piece of paper can cross a continent

like we're passing notes in class.

I can send you cookies from the opposite side of the world,

and all I have to do is write your name on the box,

put some stamps on it, and drop it in.

And you see, it only works

because every single person along the chain

acts like a mindless automaton.

I write an address, and they just...

obey.

No question.

No deviation.

No pause to contemplate eternity...

Or beauty...

Or death.

Even you, for all your protestations of free will,

if a box comes with your name on it,

you can't even imagine doing anything other...

Than obey.

- Morning. - Hey.

Here you go.

- Thank you. - Thank you.

Well, it's not your fault.

Society made you this way.

Hey, Gil?

But you're a sheep,

and you're living in a world of sheep.

And because you're all sheep,

because all you can do is obey,

I can reach out

and touch anyone anywhere.

I can reach out

and touch you...

Right now.

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You're trespassing.

This is private property.

Hey, Fitz.

Come on, let's go inside.

Frank: Congratulations, you are now officially

FBI profilers.

As profilers, you're going to

encounter a lot of skepticism.

A lot of agents, good agents,

think us quacks.

No.

We're pioneers in the frontier of law enforcement.

We're scientists of the mind,

and in the very worst cases

the FBI deals with,

we will be

our nation's last hope.

Welcome to the behavioral analysis unit.

Supervisory special agent Jessica Mcginity.

Wonderful work.

Thank you.

With accommodation for superior merit,

supervisory special agent James Fitzgerald.

Congratulations, Fitz.

Congratulations.

Yeah!

- Dad! - Whoo-hoo!

Dad, come on! Come outside, dad!

Come on, dad. Mom's gonna give us speech.

Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, I'm coming.

- Come on! - I'm coming!

Okay. Hi, everybody.

Can you believe we're even here

celebrating my husband

the FBI profiler?

I'm still pinching myself.

You were a rookie beat cop when we got married.

Jim, you were determined

always to become what you saw

as the best version of yourself,

to become someone

that your family, your sons

could look up to and admire.

It's not easy being married to a stubborn man.

I'm talking about you.

But it's that damned stubbornness that got you

through night school, on to the detective squad,

into Quantico, and finally

into the elite of the elite.

I admire that so, so much,

so cheers, Jim, welcome home.

- Did you have fun? - Yeah.

You know I'm not great in crowds.

Well, I tried.

All right, look, who cares? Dan, clean up down there!

Listen, it... It was amazing.

Thank you.

Aww.

Look, I tried.

Thank you.

Well, you know, I... I...

What?

I had fun.

It's just hard waiting.

Oh, yeah.

You know?

No, I-i got soapy hands.

Put 'em on me.

Dan: Dad, there's two bald guys at the door!

- Oh! Put 'em up! - Dan, Dan!

- Look at this kid. - Hey.

- Hey. - Hey.

- Guess we missed the party. - Look who it is.

No, no, we're just... We're just cleaning up.

- Dan. - We're trying. It's a zoo.

Ugh, you got to change him.

- Yeah, all right. - There you go.

Apologies, but...

It's all right.

...we have something urgent we need to discuss with you.

Right.

Yeah, come in.

Mcalpine says you're the best profiler in his class,

maybe the best he's got.

But you're 10 years older than the rest

of your classmates, and I look at your résumé,

and I see you languishing for almost a decade as a beat cop,

mostly on the graffiti squad.

You piss somebody off? What happened?

No. I wrote a parking ticket.

Mm. Chief asked me to make it go away

'cause it was for a friend of a friend, and I didn't.

So, what, you're like the Serpico of parking tickets?

Some people would call that being overly literal.

Yeah, some people might.

Take a look at this letter.

Tell me what you see.

You're making fun of me.

You're making fun of me, right?

Right? Here, take these upstairs.

How many times do I have to tell you?

You talking about the emordnilap?

"Dad, it is I"?

Explain.

Well, it's a word thing.

It's like a palindrome, except it spells one thing

forwards and another thing backwards.

The first letter of each paragraph... d, a, d,

I, t, I, s, I.

Okay.

D, a, d, I, t, I, s, I...

"Dad, it is I."

D-a-d, I-t, right?

D-a-d, I-t, I-s I...

"Dad, it is I," "is it I, dad?"

It's pretty cool, right?

I'm Andy Genelli. I'm head the Unabom task force.

I thought the... I thought the Unabom case was over.

Six years and not a peep.

They thought he was dead, but now he's back.

Three new mail bombs, more deadly than before.

The latest one yesterday...

A timber lobbyist, Sacramento.

The news is gonna break on these tomorrow.

We've been playing it pretty close to the vest

until we were sure it was him, and not a...

Hey. Okay.

...copycat, but it's him, and we need a profile.

Okay. Go on upstairs now. Now.

What are you doing?

- I have kids. - I want to send you.

It's one month.

You go out there, build a profile,

and come back to the B.A.U.

with a big gold star.

They say this is from him, from the Unabomber?

His most recent letter.

50 FBI agents have been going over that a fine-tooth comb

day and night for two weeks.

Not one of them saw the emordnilap, not even me.

I've had profilers working on this thing for 15 years,