If-Then-Else

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'll never find us.

But victim or perpetrator, if your number's up,

we'll find you.

Widely fluctuating market values

began at the New York Stock Exchange.

Analysts are concerned that volatile response trading

could plunge world markets into further losses.

I take it your talk with our rival, A.S.I., did not end well.

You could say that.

Our cold war just turned hot.

Samaritan's taking down the market.

Financial ruin will be the least of our worries if it succeeds.

A collapse in our economy would ripple around the globe,

causing such upheaval.

Revolts, starvation, war.

Why haven't the fail-safes been tripped?

Look. It's going back up!

That's why.

Temporary rebounds to keep the fail-safes from kicking in.

Samaritan has a solution for everything.

But this is hers.

The machine suspected this day might come,

which is why she commissioned a hacker to build this.

The software acts as a countermeasure,

stabilizing the market in real time.

But there's a catch.

It has to be deployed on site.

It won't be easy.

All hands on deck for this one, Harry.

I'll contact Mr. Reese and Detective Fusco,

but I'm afraid Ms. Shaw is busy avoiding detection

and saving numbers.

Time for a new assignment.

How's it hanging, Sameen?

Oh, I've had better days.

So has my broker friend here.

You embezzle Twinkies or money, Harvey?

What's up?

We're headed to the stock exchange

to try to save the world economy.

Oh, that sounds fun.

Is this an invite?

Not a chance.

The place will be crawling with Samaritan operatives.

And you're number one on their list.

But I do need a favor.

And you need a metro card.

Sir, it's Lambert.

The operation appears to be going as planned.

Yes, so I see.

Any concern this move by Samaritan might risk

being too public?

This apparent madness has a method, Mr. Lambert.

A mere first step to establishing a new world order.

Such an undertaking will not go unnoticed.

Nor would we want it to.

Sir?

The acolytes of the machine.

Mr. Finch and his colleagues.

I fully expect they'll try to stop what we have started.

And when they do, they'll be in for a rude awakening.

We received a call from your central command center

that your lobby cameras weren't working properly.

My technician needs to take a look.

Cameras are working just fine.

Huh?

We took out the camera as you requested.

I'm with Lionel at the service entrance.

Gotta love where a badge can get you.

It won't be a minute.

Good. Now we'll just need to verify

that the feed's reaching the central command center.

Am I taking out any more cameras, Finch?

No need.

The exchange has a closed circuit surveillance system

that neither machine can access.

Until now?

I routed the surveillance feeds to give the machine

encrypted access.

Once the feeds populate,

she'll have eyes in the building,

but Samaritan will be blind.

Got room for two more?

This day just keeps getting weirder

nice to see you, too, Lionel.

If someone's trying to hijack the market,

shouldn't we head to the trading floor?

Ten percent of trades are conducted on the floor.

The rest are executed automatically

by high-frequency trade algorithms.

It so happens, those trades are processed

in the servers downstairs.

Which is where we need to go

to deploy the countermeasure.

We just need to get past

the server room's biometric palm scanner.

How do you suggest we do that?

With some luck and a little help from a friend.

You found your mark, Shaw?

Got eyes on our guy.

How's he gonna help?

His company handles all the security for the exchange.

And we need to get into the server room.

So he's got a key?

Of sorts.

He has an administrative code that bypasses

the biometric palm scanner.

Well, you could've at least given me a challenge.

If it makes you feel any better, we're gonna need it quick.

Mr. Clean's favoring his left knee.

Right amount of pressure, he'll sing.

You don't even know who I am, do you?

You lost in one day what it took me 15 years to build.

We all lost our shirts.

Market hasn't been this low in 85 years.

Yeah, well, this time,

we're gonna take that ride down together.

All the way. Just nobody move.

I swear, I will blow this train sky-high.

I'm gonna have to get back to you about that code.

Welcome to the modern day stock exchange.

You got access to those security feeds yet, Root?

They just came online.

Lockdown sub level six.

Is something the matter, Ms. Groves?

It's a trap.

Elevator's locked.

Terrific. Now what?

Follow me.

After 9/11, the exchange was redesigned to go on lockdown

in the event of an attack, to keep combatants out.

Of course, what Homeland Security couldn't have predicted

is that one day, Samaritan might use the same system

to keep its enemies in.

Run!

This way!

At least we won't die hungry.

Samaritan wants a fight, I say we go down swinging.

Remember the Alamo.

More than a valiant last stand.

We need a strategy.

A little help please.

It's a hell of a time for your machine

to go on the fritz, Harold.

Give it a second.

It's got a lot on its mind.

Hey, man.

So you wanna play or what?

Oh, that's very kind of you, but I'm playing with a friend.

You've been sitting here alone for hours, dude.

My friend is a little shy.

And somewhat indecisive.

I thought you wanted me to teach you how to play.

Each possible move represents a different game.

A different universe in which you make a better move.

By the second move, there are 72,084 possible games.

By the third, 9 million.

By the fourth...

there are more possible games of chess

than there are atoms in the universe.

No one could possibly predict them all, even you.

Which means that that first move can be terrifying.

It's the furthest point from the end of the game,

there's a virtually infinite sea of possibilities

between you and the other side.

But it also means that if you make a mistake,

there's a nearly infinite amount of ways to fix it.

So you should simply relax and play.

We need a strategy.

A little help please.

It's a hell of a time for your machine

to go on the fritz. Harold.

Give it a second.

It's got a lot on its mind.

Got it.

Got what?

Who's she talking to?

When we open that door, turn left, Harold.

You and I are going to the server room to hack the system

and stabilize the market.

You two...Reese, Fusco... secure our escape route.

Turn right, head to the mechanical room,

and cut the tension cable to the elevator's lock.

How?

She'll tell you when you get there.

Let's go.

Ready to roll?

Don't shoot!

Look, it's a Degas.

Original.

It's quite striking in person.