please, mr. peck, for your own sake--and quite frankly, for mine-- go and live your life.find some secrets of your own. and if you really need a mystery, i recommend the human heart. - how do you know all this? - because i built it. - that guy peck who pulled the disappearing act, we just pulled his prints off a burnt-out cab with a john doe next to it. - what about peck?any idea where he is now? - he's in the wind. a bunch of paper burned up in that cab. all we could make out was this. [phone rings] - hey, this h.r. deal's a lock. we get three days to prepare. now we gonna do this or not? - we'll be ready. i'll call you as soon as i'm done here. - yeah, right. like you'll ever be done spying on mr. glasses. - next time i see you,i just might have his address. - and you're here every day? hello, finch. - can i help you? - sorry to bother you. detective stills. someone reporteda disturbance at this address. - really? i'm the only one here. - probably just an old lady who saw a shadow or a kid playing a