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HEY, DADDY! LOOK AT ME!
Woman: I'M NOT WEARING ANY UNDERWEAR.
ARE YOU GONNA BE ABLE TO CONCENTRATE?
NOT IF YOU AREN'T HERE.
I'M ON MY WAY.
WE HIT SOME WEATHER IN WASHINGTON,
SO I JUST GOT OFF THE PLANE.
I DON'T THINK I'LL MAKE CURTAIN,
BUT I WON'T MISS YOUR ENTRANCE.
HAVE I EVER MISSED? HA HA HA HA!
WHAT'S WRONG?
IT IS THE LAST SHOW.
AH, ARE YOU SAD FOR US OR FOR THE SHOW?
FOR US.
OH, I'M TOUCHED.
HOLD ON.
HANG ON, VICTOR.
HEY, WHAT'S UP?
THE CLIENT DOESN'T LIKE LONDON RIGHT NOW.
IS PARIS SET UP?
YEAH. I JUST HAVE TO TALK TO BRIAN.
ALREADY DID. ALREADY DID.
HE'S FINE WITH IT.
VERY MUCH LOOKING FORWARD TO SEEING US IN NEW YORK
FOR A LITTLE CHAMPAGNE TOAST.
I SAID FRIDAY WOULD BE OK.
SOUNDS FINE.
I'LL CALL YOU LATER, OK?
RUSSELL?
I'M SORRY, BABY.
THAT YOUR HUSBAND?
UH-HUH. NOW, WHERE WERE WE?
OH, YEAH, MY UNDERWEAR.
LOOK, I DIDN'T WANT TO TELL YOU THIS OVER THE PHONE, BUT...
I'VE FALLEN IN LOVE WITH YOU.
SHIT. HOLD ON.
WHAT IS IT, VICTOR?
I AM COUNTING ON YOU FOR DINNER, YOU KNOW.
WHY?
WHAT DO YOU MEAN, WHY?
GEORGE IS DAWDLING ON THIS THING.
HE DESIRES YOU, AND I THINK HE CAN CLOSE IT TONIGHT. THAT'S WHY.
UM, YOU KNOW, I DON'T THINK I CAN MAKE IT,
BUT, UH, I'LL TRY TO MAKE DESSERT, OK?
DON'T WAIT FOR ME.
GEORGE? THANKS FOR HOLDING.
LISTEN, 9:00 MIGHT BE BETTER IF IT'S NOT TOO LATE.
GOOD.
RUSSELL?
YE
WE HAD A DEAL, REMEMBER?
SO YOU'RE JUST GONNA HAVE TO DEAL WITH ME PINING
AND MOONING OVER WHAT WE MIGHT HAVE HAD TOGETHER.
YOU DIDN'T HANG UP.
NOT YET.
SO WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?
I CAN'T DO THIS.
WELL, IF YOU'RE GONNA BAIL...
YOU'D BEST DO IT NOW.
SWEET.
BUT YOU DIDN'T SCARE HER AWAY.
IT SOUNDED TOO MUCH LIKE YOU MEANT IT.
I DID.
WELL...
THEN I FEEL LIKE CUPID.
PLEASE.
DON'T HURT HER, IF THAT'S WHAT THIS IS ABOUT.
DO YOU BELIEVE IN GOD?
YES, I DO.
LIFE IS A WALKING SHADOW...
A POOR PLAYER THAT STRUTS AND FRETS HIS HOUR UPON THE STAGE,
THEN IS HEARD NO MORE.
IT'S A TALE TOLD BY AN IDIOT
FULL OF SOUND AND FURY.
SIGNIFYING...
NOTHING.
IF YOU MOVE OR SPEAK, THIS BLOWS.
IT'S VERY SENSITIVE.
FOR THE NEXT FEW MOMENTS, YOU'RE GONNA BE CLOSER TO YOUR GOD
THAN YOU'VE EVER BEEN.
DON'T WASTE IT.
Man: EARLY CURTAIN TONIGHT, EVERYONE.
LET'S GET GOIN'.
Help.
WHAT, MOTHERFUCKER?
SHIT. SAY SOMETHIN', FOOL.
Man: HEY, DWAYNE, HOW'S THE SALMONELLA BUSINESS?
HEY, PAPACHULO.
I GOT KOSHER, MAN.
I GOT TURKEY, 100% BEEF, YOU KNOW,
AND ALL THAT GOOD STUFF.
WHAT
I GOT VEGAN, BABY.
BEST ON THE MARKET.
YOU CAN'T TELL THE DIFFERENCE.
FORGET IT.
ME? I'M GONNA GO ALL THE WAY--
100% BEEF.
LIPS.
IT'S TRUE.
WHAT DO YOU THINK THEY DO WITH THE LIPS, MAN...
ANUS AND SPLEEN AND ALL THAT STUFF?
IT'S ALL 100% COW.
VERY FUNNY.
I'LL SEE YOU NEXT WEEK.
MY REGARDS TO YOUR BOSS.
Man: RUSSELL...
HAS ANYONE SEEN RUSSELL?
Woman: DID YOU LOSE MY LITTLE DARLING AGAIN?
HE TOLD ME HE'D BE BACK BY NOW. HAVE YOU SEEN HIM?
IN THE CARNAL SENSE?
NO.
NOT YET.
HEY! FIND THE ICE QUEEN RICH BITCH,
AND YOU'LL FIND HIM.
RUSSELL?
Help.
RUSSELL, PLEASE DON'T DO THIS TO ME AGAIN.
RUSSELL, YOU WILL PERSONALLY BE RESPONSIBLE FOR MY HEART ATTACK.
5 MINUTES, EVERYONE!
SHE'S STILL NOT IN HER SEAT?
HE LEFT A MESSAGE ON MY CELL 10 MINUTES AGO
SAYING HE WOULD BE HERE 10 MINUTES AGO.
SHIT!
OK, 5 MORE MINUTES, EVERYONE!
SHOULD I BE GETTING DRESSED?
FUCK OFF.
OK. I'LL GET DRESSED ANYWAY, JUST IN CASE.
SURE YOU WON'T SPOT ME ANOTHER GRAM?
IT'S THE WEEKEND.
CAN'T DO THAT, MAN.
I GOT A BIG DATE, BRO.
LOOK, I'M GONNA TELL YOU SOMETHIN', MAN.
MY BOSS IS A MEAN SON OF A BITCH, ALL RIGHT?
I GOT KIDS, YOU KNOW?
100. I'LL GIVE YOU THE REST MONDAY.
UH...NO. END OF DAY.
DON'T BE WAVIN' THAT SHIT AROUND HERE, MAN.
JESUS.
HEY, I SWEAR...
YOU THE MAN, DWAYNE. WHATEVER.
HELLO, DWAYNE.
HEY.
AH, IT'S BEEN A WEEK ALREADY?
YEAH.
THE LAST PERFORMANCE TONIGHT.
WE'RE HAVING A BIG PARTY.
YEAH?
WELL, THEY GOT SOME BIG NUMBERS
COMIN' IN FROM NEW YORK, NEXT.
OH, YEAH?
YEAH.
BIG DEAL.
AHH...OH!
WOW.
YOU TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF, HUH?
HEH.
WE GOT A GOOD THING GOIN' ON, YOU AND ME, HUH?
LIBERTY WALLACE.
NICE TO MEET YOU, LIBERTY WALLACE.
MY NAME IS JOE.
WHAT CAN I DO FOR YOU, JOE?
STAND STILL.
EXCUSE ME?
I'LL NEED YOU TO PAY ATTENTION.
LOOK, I'M LATE FOR A PLAY. WHO IS THIS?
YOU MEAN YOU'RE LATE FOR YOUR WEEKLY FUCK?
ASSHOLE.
LOOK, ASSHOLE, WHOEVER YOU ARE,
IF YOU CALL HERE ONE MORE TIME--
I DIDN'T EXPECT TO LIKE RUSSELL,
BUT, THEN AGAIN, I GUESS YOU DIDN'T EXPECT TO LIKE HIM, EITHER.
Joe: OH...DWAYNE...
HAD TO TAKE A WHIZ, SO...
HE NEEDS YOU TO STEP IN.
WHAT DO YOU WANT?
UM...
WALK OVER TO THE HOT DOG STAND.
YOU NEED TO BE CLOSER.
AAH!
YOU NEED TO KNOW I'VE LOCKED A SIGNAL
ONTO YOUR CELL NUMBER.
THERE'S A BOMB,
A REALLY BIG BOMB...
IN THAT HOT DOG STAND.
I'LL SHOOT INNOCENT PEOPLE.
WE'VE GOT A BIT OF GROUND TO COVER,
SO I DON'T WANT TO HAVE TO KILL YOU.
WALK...
CLOSER
TO THE STAND.
IF YOUR CELL PHONE GOES DEAD,
OR YOU TOUCH THE MUTE BUTTON FOR ANY REASON,
IT'LL BLOW.
IT'S IRREVERSIBLE.
TRANSLATION: NO "OFF" SWITCH.
THERE'S ENOUGH EXPLOSIVE IN THERE TO TAKE OUT THE WHOLE BLOCK.
SO...
YOU HAVE A LITTLE PROBLEM ON YOUR HANDS.
NOW...
TAKE A BREATH.
LIBERTY, COULD YOU PLEASE CHECK YOUR BATTERY?
'CAUSE WE NEED TO KNOW HOW MUCH TIME WE HAVE.
IT'S HALF-CHARGED.
WELL, THAT GIVES US ABOUT 80 MINUTES.
THERE'S A PAIR OF CUFFS HANGING ON THE CART.
YOU HAVE QUITE A DECISION TO MAKE.
TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT.
YOUR SOUL.
FINE. NAME A PRICE.
DO YOU REALLY THINK I'D GO THROUGH ALL THIS TROUBLE FOR CASH?
YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE TO PUT ON THAT ANKLE CUFF,
AND THEN WE'RE GONNA HAVE A TALK.
DO IT.
NO!
OK, OK.
NO.
ON YOUR ANKLE, PLEASE.
Joe: TUG.
SHOW ME IT'S SECURE.
GOOD.
OK, NOW I'LL MAKE AN HONEST MAN OF MYSELF.
OPEN THE TOP LEFT DOOR OF THE CART.
Liberty: JESUS.
I'M GUESSING YOU KNOW WHAT THAT IS.
I TAKE IT YOU HAVE SOME POLITICAL AFFILIATIONS.
NO.
THAT'S THE PROBLEM.
I NEED YOURS.
LOOK, IF WE COULD JUST CUT TO THE CHASE HERE?
I'M GUESSING YOU HAVE A 223.
SOPHISTICATED.
YOU MEAN EXPENSIVE.
THAT, TOO, WHICH MEANS YOU'RE CONNECTED.
OH, YEAH. ALL RIGHT,
YOU'VE GOT ME STANDING STILL. WHAT'S NEXT?
EASY.
I GET TO DECIDE HOW THIS GOES DOWN.
I KNOW IT'S NOT RUSSELL,
BECAUSE HE'S BACKSTAGE THINKING ABOUT YOUR FUTURE.
HE'S WONDERIN' WHETHER YOU PUT YOUR PANTIES BACK ON
AND AREN'T MAKING A RUN FOR IT.
I'M SURE YOU'RE WONDERING
IF I'M WORKING FOR YOUR HUSBAND.
WELL, I'M NOT.
IF HE KNEW ABOUT RUSSELL, HE'D TAKE IT HARD.
HE'S A VERY VIOLENT MAN.
HEY, IS, UH, DWAYNE AROUND?
UH...
NO. HE STEPPED AWAY.
WELL, IS HE GONNA BE BACK SOON?
NO.
DID--DID HE LEAVE ANYTHING FOR FRANK?
SELL HIM SOMETHING. HE'S DESPERATE.
NO.
WHAT?
NO. UM... I DON'T EAT MEAT.
HE THINKS YOU WARNED HIM ABOUT THE COPS.
YOU HAVING FUN, JOE?
YES.
BUT NOT LIKE YOU THINK.
HOW MUCH DO YOU WANT?
NOTHING. IT'S NOT ABOUT CASH.
IT'S ABOUT YOU.
YOU HAVE 2 CHOICES:
FIRST, YOU DIE AN AMERICAN HERO.
SECOND...
YOU DIE STILL WORKIN' FOR THE FAT MAN.
LOOK, I HAVE ACCOUNTS ALL OVER THE WORLD.
I HAVE UNLIMITED RESOURCES. TELL ME HOW MUCH YOU WANT.
IS IT ALL CHAMPAGNE INSIDE THAT PRETTY HEAD?
I DON'T SEE WHERE THIS IS GOING.
AHH...LIBERTY,
MEMORY LANE.
THE FORMER YOU.
LIFE BEFORE THE BULGARI HANDBAG.
WHAT HAPPENED?
YOU KNOW, MY HUSBAND IS--
YOU CAN'T PIN THIS ON HIM.
HE'S JUST A THUG
WORKING ON ANY SIDE OF THE LAW
THAT'LL GIVE OUT A CHECK.
BY THE MEDALS HE EARNED DURING HIS STINT WITH THE MILITARY,
SOME WOULD SAY HE'S A HERO.
AND WHAT WOULD YOU SAY, LIBERTY?
I DON'T THINK THIS IS ABOUT WHAT I THINK ABOUT MY HUSBAND'S TRACK RECORD.
DO HEROES PRAY FOR WAR
SO THAT THEY CAN SELL THEIR BULLETS?
WE NEVER DISCUSS OUR BUSINESS.
OK, LIBERTY.
YOU'RE IN MY SIGHT LINE,
YOU'RE STANDING NEXT TO A BOMB,
AND YOU'RE NOT AT LIBERTY
TO DISCUSS THAT YOU AND YOUR HUSBAND MANUFACTURE GUNS
AND SELL THEM TO ANY FUCKIN' COUNTRY
OR STREET ASSHOLE
OR ALL-AMERICAN KID WHO'LL PAY YOU THE CASH.
PHEW...
HOORAY FOR THE AMERICAN DREAM.
IF YOU WANT SOMETHING, ASK FOR IT.
OTHERWISE, I'M JUST GONNA HANG UP.
GO AHEAD.
Liberty: IS THIS ABOUT THE SALE TO POLAND?
Joe: SERBIA.
POLAND.
DENIAL IS A CURIOUS THING.
THE SHIPMENT NEVER MADE IT TO POLAND.
SERBIANS, CROATS--
KIDS ON BOTH SIDES...
ALL DIED.
WHAT'S THE FUCKING DIFFERENCE?
SO YOU WERE THERE?
GO ON, HONEY.
HOT DOG, PLEASE.
SURE.
UH, NO MUSTARD.
I SAID NO MUSTARD.
CUTE. DON'T MAKE ME PULL THE TRIGGER.
HE'S JUST A KID.
I HAVE NOTHING TO LOSE, LIBERTY.
OR HAVEN'T YOU FIGURED THAT OUT YET?
GET OUT.
YOU KNOW, YOU KNOW A LOT ABOUT ME:
WHAT I'M THINKING, WHO I'M FUCKING.
JUST AMAZING, JOE.
AND I'M YOUR ONLY FRIEND AT THIS MOMENT.
MY FINAL CONFESSOR.
THAT, TOO.
SO, YOU WHACKING OFF RIGHT NOW, BABY, HMM?
WORKING OUT SOME DOMINATION BULLSHIT?
TREAD CAREFULLY, DEAR HEART.
WHY? IN THIS GAME OF YOURS,
THE WAY I SEE IT, I DIE EITHER WAY.
MAY AS WELL HAVE SOME FUN.
VP MARKETING. McCLOUD--THE STANDARD IN AMERICAN WEAPONRY,
KIND OF LIKE BARETTA IS TO THE ITALIANS.
AH, SO THAT'S WHAT THIS IS ABOUT.
YOUR DILEMMA IS...
WHEN TO PULL THE PLUG. PULL THE PLUG...
AND WHO YOU'RE GONNA TAKE WITH YOU.
AAH!
UHH!
WHAT WAS THAT?
YEAH...
YOU'VE JUST BEEN SHOT AT BY YOUR BEST-SELLING RIFLE.
HOW DOES IT FEEL?
HOW'S IT SUPPOSED TO FEEL?
REAL.
OK, LOOK. FINE. I'M TERRIFIED.
IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT ME TO SAY?
IT'S A START.
THEN YOU GOT A LITTLE OVER AN HOUR
TO SOUND LIKE YOU REALLY MEAN IT.
YOU WANNA KNOW WHAT MAKES ME SO TWISTED
AND CRAZY? CRAZY, CRAZY...
THE WHY OF IT ALL.
IT'S KIND OF FUNNY.
RIGHT NOW, I FEEL ABSOLUTELY SANE.
BUT I KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE TO BE TWISTED AND CRAZY.
SOMETHING I DON'T THINK
THAT YOU'VE EVER EXPERIENCED.
Liberty: I'VE HAD MY MOMENTS.
DON'T COMPETE.
YOU'RE RIGHT.
YOU'RE PROBABLY CRAZIER THAN I'VE EVER BEEN.
HA HA HA HA HA!
I'LL TAKE THE LONG WALK, AND THEN YOU'LL KNOW.
I--I MEAN, I DON'T HAVE TO...
MY GOD, HE SUCKS.
I CAN'T GO OUT THERE.
Liberty: SO, YOU'RE QUITE A SHOT.
YEAH.
I STARTED WITH BBs AND SQUIRRELS.
YOU'RE A PRETTY CRACK SHOT YOURSELF.
OH, YOU KNOW.
MY FATHER WANTED A COMPETITION KID,
SO I WENT FOR THE MEDALS.
KNOW WHAT HE DID TO ME THE FIRST TIME
HE TOOK ME OUT IN THE BUSH?
HE SHOT THIS DEER.
THE DEER HAD A FAWN.
YOU KNOW WHAT HE MADE ME DO?
HE MADE ME SHOOT IT...
AT CLOSE RANGE.
AND YOU PULLED THE TRIGGER.
I HATED HIM FOR MAKING ME DO IT.
I HAD NIGHTMARES.
HOW IRONIC.
YEAH.
COME ON, LET'S GET BACK TO THE POINT.
WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS, JOE?
YOU MUST MEET ALL KINDS IN YOUR BUSINESS.
WHY DO THEY?
COME ON. I SELL CORPORATELY.
IT'S NOT LIKE I DEAL WITH EVERY ASSHOLE
WHO WANTS TO WAVE A BIG DICK AT SOMETHING.
SO IT'S ABOUT MY DICK?
WHAT IF RUSSEL SLIT HIS WRISTS?
WE SHOULD CALL THE POLICE.
SLIT HIS WRISTS?
RUSSELL'S THE HAPPIEST MAN I'VE EVER MET.
HAPPINESS IS THE BEST COVER FOR CLINICAL DEPRESSION.
WHAT?
DID HE TELL YOU HE WAS DEPRESSED?
THE MAN IS DATING A BARRACUDA.
WHAT'S NOT TO BE DEPRESSED ABOUT?
YOU KNOW, WE'RE IN A BIT OF A TIME JAM HERE.
THIS GUESSING GAME'S GETTING A BIT TIRING.
WHY DON'T YOU JUST TELL ME WHAT'S GOING ON?
FAIR ENOUGH.
I WANT YOU TO UNDERSTAND LOSS.
YOU LOST SOMEONE...
TO A GUN ACCIDENT?
NO ACCIDENT.
A WILLFUL ACT.
PREMEDITATED.
YOUR WIFE?
SON?
YOUR DAUGHTER?
LOOK. I'M REALLY SORRY FOR YOU AND YOUR FAMILY,
BUT IS THIS HOW SHE'D WANT YOU TO ACT?
SHE'S NOT ALIVE TO ASK.
WHY WOULD YOU WANT MORE BLOOD ON YOUR HANDS?
MISERY NEEDS COMPANY.
THE BLOOD IS GOING TO SPILL TO YOUR HANDS
WHERE IT BELONGS, LIBERTY.
THERE'S HUNDREDS OF PEOPLE WHO TRADE WEAPONS.
I'M JUST ONE TINY SPECK IN ALL OF THIS.
THAT'S ALL IT TAKES.
PRESIDENTS AND 3-YEAR-OLDS DIE
ALL IN THE NAME OF THE CONSTITUTION.
THEY HAVE METAL DETECTORS AND COPS IN SCHOOLS.
WHAT, IS THAT WHAT MAKES AMERICA GREAT?
OK. I GET WHERE THIS IS GOING.
I'LL DENOUNCE MY INVOLVEMENT IN WEAPONS.
I'LL, UH, DENOUNCE THE INDUSTRY.
FUCK, I'LL DENOUNCE DEATH IN GENERAL, OK?
WE'LL GET THE PRESS HERE.
WE'LL CAUSE A BIG SCENE.
IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT?
YOU'RE SO FULL OF SHIT.
UH, LOOK.
I KNOW YOU MUST BE DYING INSIDE,
BUT I'M STANDING NEXT TO A GODDAMN BOMB,
AND IT'S GONNA CAUSE SOME SERIOUS DAMAGE.
SO IF YOU WANT COVERAGE,
COME ON, LET'S GET IT GOING.
WHAT WERE YOUR FATHER'S LAST WORDS?
HE HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THIS.
YEAH. I GUESS BLOWING YOUR BRAINS OUT IS...
IS ABOUT AS MUCH AS ANY ONE PERSON CAN EVER SAY.
YOU SEEM TO KNOW A LOT ABOUT ME AND MY FAMILY, JOE.
IT'S PERSONAL.
AND I GET TO ATONE FOR THE SINS
OF EVERY CHEAP-SUIT FUCKING GUN SALESMAN?
YEAH. AND YOUR FATHER.
HE HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THIS.
FUCK YOU!
THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH MY FATHER.
THIS IS ABOUT YOU GOING POSTAL!
UH-UH. HE'S PART OF THE FAMILY LEGACY.
BULLSHIT. HE IS NOT!
Joe: YOU WERE AN IMPRESSIONABLE KID.
HIS MONEY BOUGHT YOU INTO A SOCIETY
ON BOTH SIDES OF THE LAW.
HE'S DEFINITELY A PART OF THIS.
Liberty: NO, HE ISN'T.
Joe: TRY THAT $5,000 WATCH YOU'RE WEARING.
FINE.
OR BETTER YET, THAT $25,000 WEDDING RING.
YOU GOT IT.
WHERE'S DWAYNE, MS. LIBERTY WALLACE?
OH, HE HAD TO STEP AWAY.
I'M WATCHING THE STAND.
YOU, UH, DOING THIS FOR A REASON?
Joe: YOU TELL HIM, I SHOOT HIM.
IT'S HOT.
Joe: HIS LIFE IS IN YOUR HANDS, LIBERTY..
PUT YOUR CLOTHES ON.
I'LL--I'LL TAKE WHATEVER YOU'RE SELLING.
BEAT IT.
A HOT DOG FOR THE ROAD.
GOOD FOR SALES?
I SAID BEAT IT.
ALL RIGHT.
WHATEVER YOU'RE ON, LADY,
GET MORE OF IT.
Joe, singsong: YOU'RE PISSING ME OFF.
I'LL BE RIGHT BACK.
UHH.
YOU'RE SIGNING HIS DEATH WARRANT.
IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT?
Joe: IT'S SHOWTIME.
YOUR ACTIONS HAVE CONSEQUENCES.
UHH!
YOU SHOT HIM?
GOD, YOU SHOT HIM.
HE'S DYING AS WE SPEAK.
UHH! UNH! UNH!
TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT.
FOR ONE, YOUR COMPANY JUST MADE A DEAL
WORTH SEVERAL MILLION DOLLARS.
YOU'RE NOT GOING TO DELIVER.
OFFICER, ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?
HUNH!
OH, MY GOD.
HELLO?
YEAH.
THERE'S AN OFFICER HERE. HE'S BLEEDING.
UH, I DON'T KNOW.
I THINK THE CORNER OF NINTH AND GRACE.
Joe: FUCK HIM. HE WAS A BAD COP.
ADDICTED AND ON THE TAKE.
UH, MY NAME?
IT'S, UM... GEORGE.
McCANISTER. LOOK. I'M JUST STANDING HERE.
I DON'T REALLY WANT--
YEAH, I'LL--I'LL WAIT.
I GUESS.
AH, FUCK, A LOT OF PEOPLE ARE ABOUT TO ARRIVE.
THIS IS YOUR WINDOW OF OPPORTUNITY, LIBERTY.
LET'S CALL YOUR HUSBAND.
NO, DON'T.
I'LL 3-WAY YOU.
DON'T!
[SPEED-DIALING, TELEPHONE RINGS]
Secretary: McCLOUD INDUSTRIES, VICTOR WALLACE'S OFFICE.
YES. IS HE THERE, PLEASE?
WHO MAY I SAY IS CALLING?
LIBERTY. EXCUSE ME?
HIS WIFE.
I'M CALLING FOR HIS WIFE...
WHO ASKED ME TO CALL
BECAUSE SHE'S IN A BIT OF A JAM RIGHT NOW.
PLEASE HOLD.
Secretary: MR. WALLACE, YOUR WIFE IS ON THE LINE, SIR.
WHAT'S UP, LIB?
Joe: SHE'S ON THE OTHER LINE,
CONFERENCED.
AND WHO IS THIS?
I'M JOE.
YOUR WIFE'S CUFFED TO A BOMB
WIRED TO BLOW IF THE CELL PHONE DIES.
I'VE ALSO GOT ONE OF YOUR RIFLES POINTED AT HER
SO I CAN SHOOT HER...
OR ANYONE ELSE I FIGURE ISN'T WORKING OUT.
LIBERTY?
OOPS. IS HE ALWAYS THAT SYMPATHETIC?
HE PROBABLY THINKS YOU'RE A TERRORIST.
TERRORIST? WHY IS THAT?
BECAUSE OF THE DEALS YOU CUT WITH SENATOR TOLLMAN?
GOVERNMENT INVOLVEMENT IS CLASSIFIED.
George: HEY, THEY'RE ON THEIR WAY, ALL RIGHT?
JUST HOLD ON A SECOND.
YOUR HUSBAND JUST HUNG UP ON YOU.
THAT'S BECAUSE HE THOUGHT HE WAS PROTECTING ME.
WE SIGNED A NO-DEALS POLICY
SO THAT WE WOULDN'T BE VULNERABLE TO EVERY--
EVERY FUCKING TERRORIST.
IT WAS A CONDITION FOR THE MILITARY.
OH, PLEASE.
WHAT DOES SIGNING A CONTRACT
REALLY HAVE TO DO WITH IT?
DON'T...ANSWER.
Victor: LIBERTY.
HEY, IT'S ME. IT'S FOR REAL.
I'M AT THE CORNER OF NINTH AND GRACE.
I HAVE ABOUT 45 MINUTES LEFT ON MY BATTERY.
AAAH!
LIBERTY, TALK TO ME.
DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHO WE'RE DEALING WITH?
NO.
HE SAID SOMETHING ABOUT US BAILING ON A DEAL.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT HE'S TALKING ABOUT.
THE ONLY ONE BIG ENOUGH IS THE ONE GOING THROUGH PARIS.
NOTHING MORE SPECIFIC?
NO!
I DON'T GET IT.
HOW DID YOU LEAVE IT WITH WASHINGTON?
DONE. THE MONEY'S WIRED.
WHAT DOES HE WANT? HIJACK THE SHIPMENT?
WHAT DOES HE WANT?
AAAH!
I DON'T KNOW WHAT HE WANTS!
HE WON'T TELL ME.
THIS COULD BE GOOD-BYE.
DON'T GET DRAMATIC.
IF THEY WANTED YOU DEAD,
YOU WOULD BE.
I'M HANGING UP NOW. I'M ON IT.
I DON'T FUCKING BELIEVE YOU.
YOU DO THAT AGAIN...
I'LL SHOOT INNOCENT PEOPLE ON YOUR BEHALF.
Woman: YEAH. YEAH, WE SHOULD GO BACK TOMORROW.
OHH.
HE DIDN'T EVEN SAY GOOD
WELL, HE'S GOT A LOT AT STAKE.
INTERNATIONAL ARMS DEALING IS TRICKY BUSINESS.
NO LOYALTIES.
CALL BRIAN.
I ALREADY DID.
OH, GOOD BOY.
VERY GOOD BOY.
THIS IS A HOSTAGE SITUATION.
YOUR HANDS ARE TIED.
WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO NOW?
GO AND SIP TEA IN A SAFE HOUSE
WHILE MY WIFE IS CHAINED TO A BOMB?
CALM DOWN.
YOU'RE A TARGET, TOO.
SHE KNOWS THE DRILL.
YOU BOTH SIGNED THE SECURITY AGREEMENT.
THE MACHINERY JUST KICKED IN.
I'M CALM. I'M VERY CALM.
SHIT.
Officer: STEP AWAY!
DID YOU SEE WHAT HAPPENED HERE?
I DIDN'T SEE ANYTHING.
19-A-6 REQUESTS BACKUP.
REQUEST IMMEDIATE BACKUP.
SHOTS FIRED. OFFICER DOWN, POSSIBLY DEAD.
OH, MY GOD.
HE'S BARELY GOT A PULSE.
WHAT, DO YOU HAVE AN OPEN MARRIAGE,
OR IS IT ALL JUST PRETEND FROM THE BEGINNING?
I'M SURE THIS ISN'T ABOUT OUR MARRIAGE.
BUT I'M THE LAST PERSON
YOU'RE GONNA SPEAK TO ON THIS EARTH, SO...
MIGHT AS WELL TELL ME EVERYTHING.
HE'LL HUNT YOU DOWN.
HE MIGHT HUNT YOU DOWN.
YOU JUST BECAME A SECURITY RISK.
YOU KNOW, THEY TOOK OUT JFK OVER THE PRICE OF OIL,
SO I'D SAY YOUR CHANCES OF BEING A MILITARY TARGET
ARE PRETTY HIGH.
PFFT. LIKE YOU SAID, THE STAKES ARE HIGH.
IT'S ALL MORE IMPORTANT THAN AN INDIVIDUAL.
AM I RIGHT?
IS THAT WHAT YOU TELL YOURSELF EVERY DAY?
"I'M ONLY A COG
IN THE GREAT WHEEL OF MISFORTUNE."
JUST THE WAY IT IS.
HOW'D YOU END UP HERE?
HOW THE FUCK DID THAT HAPPEN?
LOOK. I CAN MAKE A DEAL OR BREAK ONE.
I HAVE MY OWN CONNECTIONS.
LET'S GET BACK TO YOUR LITTLE THEATER GIG,
BACKSTAGE EVERY THURSDAY.
BODYGUARDS OFF LIMITS, OF COURSE.
DO YOU PRETEND IT'S...PASSION,
OR IS IT LIKE TAKING PROZAC?
LEAVE RUSSELL OUT OF THIS.
HE HAD BETTER BE DEAD,
OR I SWEAR TO GOD I'M GONNA KILL HIM.
CALL HIS PUBLICIST.
SHE'LL KNOW WHERE HE'S HIDING.
Rex: YOU'RE ON, FOLKS.
NAME YOUR TERMS, JOE.
THIS IS ABOUT DIGNITY.
MY DAUGHTER'S DEATH ROBBED HER OF HERS,
AND YOU'RE GOING TO DREDGE UP
WHATEVER LITTLE NOBILITY YOU HAVE LEFT...
AND GIVE THE WORLD A LITTLE...
OF WHAT SHE HAD.
I CAN'T BELIEVE SHE'D WANT THIS.
SHE WAS A FIGHTER.
AND LIKE YOU...
I WASN'T.
SO I HAD TO MAKE A CHOICE.
JUMP OUT THE WINDOW...
OR LIVE BY THE RULES THAT SHE DIED BY.
WHAT HAPPENED TO HER?
A BOY AT HER SCHOOL...
ARMED AND FUCKED UP.
HEADLINES THAT MAKE EVERY MOMMY AND DADDY IN AMERICA
CROSS THEIR FINGERS.
"AH, BUT FOR THE GRACE OF GOD GO I."
SO...
NOW I'M USING THE SAME RIGHT TO BEAR ARMS HE HAD.
IT'S AN ALL-IN PACKAGE, I WAS TOLD.
AND YOU...
YOU CAN'T FUCK WITH FREEDOM...
TO QUOTE A PHRASE.
HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT?
WHAT? YOUR FATHER'S LAST WORDS?
OHH.
BRILLIANT.
BRILLIANT WAY TO GO OUT, I THOUGHT.
FACT IS...
IT WAS WHAT MADE ME CHOOSE YOU AS THE SPOKESPERSON.
NOBODY KNEW WHAT MY DAD'S NOTE SAID.
JUST FUCKING SHOOT ME!
GET IT OVER WITH!
I'M SICK OF YOUR BULLSHIT!
HOW DO YOU KNOW SO MUCH ABOUT ME?
I'M GOOD WITH DETAILS.
NOBODY KNEW WHAT WAS IN THAT NOTE, JOE.
ONLY THE COPS.
IT WAS A LONG TIME AGO.
THE FILES ARE FILED.
UNLESS YOU'RE A COP. IS THAT IT?
WHAT MAKES YOU THINK YOU SHOULD DO THIS?
YOU DON'T HAVE KIDS, SO YOU DON'T KNOW.
♪ GOD BLESS AMERICA ♪
JUST GIVE US A MINUTE. STAY THERE.
♪ ...THAT I LOVE ♪
WHAT DO YOU MAKE OF THAT?
♪ STAND BESIDE HER ♪
♪ AND GUIDE HER ♪ PSYCH WARD.
Pritchard: SHE MAY HAVE SEEN SOMETHING.
I'LL CHECK IT OUT.
♪ ...WITH THE LIGHT FROM ABOVE ♪
HEY, GET BACK HERE!
I DON'T WANT THEM GETTING ANY CLOSER.
WHAT DO YOU GOT YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR FOR?
DON'T COME ANY CLOSER!
MMM...
LOOKS LIKE YOUR HUSBAND
SENT SOME GOONS TO PROTECT YOU AND YOUR RELATIONSHIPS.
THERE'S WASHINGTON, THE MIDDLE EAST,
THE MAYOR'S OFFICE, THE POLICE, THE MOB.
OOH. YOU GUYS WORK ON ALL SIDES OF THE FENCE.
IT MUST BE HARD TO KEEP TRACK.
YOU SEE WHAT HAPPENED OVER THERE?
SO THIS IS REALLY ABOUT VICTOR.
Joe: YOU'RE THE PACKAGE.
WHAT?
NOW IT'S TIME TO MAKE YOUR DEAL WITH GOD.
YOU ALL RIGHT? Joe: SAY NO.
NO. HIS WALKIE SIGNAL
IS A BAD THING FOR SENSITIVE EXPLOSIVE DETONATORS.
GET BACK!
THERE'S A BOMB IN HERE.
DID SHE SAY "BOMB?"
Man: WHAT'S UP?
NOW WHAT?
THANK YOU FOR GETTING THE BALL ROLLING...
BUT IMPROVISE AGAIN AND EVERYTHING GOES BOOM.
SHE SAID THERE'S A BOMB.
LET'S CALL THE HENRY GUYS JUST IN CASE.
DISPATCH 11, 19 A-6. REQUEST HENRY UNIT.
GET TO THE ALLEY OF TENTH AND GRACE ASAP.
YIELD TRAFFIC BETWEEN SEVENTH AND 12th, OLIVE AND MAIN.
Dispatcher: HENRY UNIT ON ITS WAY.
IT'S GANG TURF. IT COULD BE SOMETHING
HE STUCK HIS NOSE INTO.
Dispatcher: RTO 19-A-6. HENRY CAR RETURNING,
CODE 3, RESPONDING FROM VALENCIA TO DOWNTOWN.
Miller: I COPY, DISPATCH. SHOULD WE CLEAR THE AREA?
Dispatcher: 19-A-6, STAY WITH OFFICER.
WAIT FOR "H" UNIT AND SUPERVISOR.
PARAMEDICS ETA 7 MINUTES.
Miller: COPY.
SO, GENTLEMEN, YOU'VE A BIT
OF A GRIZZLY SITUATION HERE.
BILL, YOU'RE HERE EARLY.
GIVE US SOME SPACE, ALL RIGHT?
YEAH, WELL, YOU KNOW,
I'M ALWAYS ON THE HUNT FOR THAT EMMY.
YEAH. HEY, LOOK, WE GOT NOTHIN' FOR YOU YET.
THE FAMILY HASN'T BEEN INFORMED, SO NO NAMES YET.
WHAT HAPPENED?
BILL, WE'VE BEEN HERE 5 MINUTES, OK?
JUST BACK OFF. YOU'LL BE THE FIRST TO KNOW, I PROMISE.
OK, YEAH. PROMISES, PROMISES.
Dispatcher: ONE ADAM 97 RESPOND, PLEASE.
ONE ADAM 97, PLEASE RESPOND.
BILL TOLLMAN.
LOOK AT THE HOT DOG STAND.
SHE CAN TELL YOU THE STORY.
NO CAMERAS YET.
STAY ON THE PHONE.
Bill: WELL, I WANNA KNOW WHO YOU ARE
BEFORE I GET ANY DEEPER INTO THIS THING.
YOU WERE HAPPY TO GET A TIP 20 MINUTES AGO.
WHY ALL OF A SUDDEN A CHANGE OF HEART?
Bill: BECAUSE A COP IS DOWN.
AND YOU CAN HELP.
YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE I'LL LET HER TALK TO.
SHE SAW IT ALL.
Dispatcher: ONE ADAM 18, ALAMEDA AND 11th, ETA 12 MINUTES...
BILL! HEY, BILL! JESUS CHRIST.
BILL, GET BACK HERE!
THE BOMB SQUAD'S ON THE WAY.
I GOT A GUY ON THE CELL PHONE TELLS ME
SHE'S GOT THE WHOLE STORY.
SON OF A BITCH.
WAIT TILL HE GETS BACK. NO ONE--
NOT YOU, NOT US-- GOES OVER THERE.
I SWEAR TO GOD, I'LL TAKE YOU DOWN, BILL.
NOW GET BACK HERE!
Joe: WELCOME TO OUR PARTY. WE'RE CONFERENCED.
A TEAM. LIBERTY WALLACE,
PLEASE LET ME INTRODUCE YOU TO BILL TOLLMAN.
WE'RE LUCKY TO HAVE BILL JOIN US.
HE'S AMBITIOUS, SMART, AND FOR THE MOST PART, HONEST.
I'M SORRY.
AND YOU ARE?
Joe: I'M JOE. I'M OUT FOR VENGEANCE.
LIBERTY NEEDS FORGIVENESS,
AND WE BOTH NEED PUBLICITY.
WHY ME?
YOUR LUCKY DAY.
WHY DON'T YOU BRING HIM UP TO SPEED, LIBERTY?
HE'S GOT A MILITARY ISSUE SNIPER RIFLE POINTED RIGHT AT YOU.
HE'S AN EXCELLENT SHOT.
THERE'S A BOMB IN THE HOT DOG CART.
IT'S SET TO BLOW IF MY CELL PHONE BATTERY DIES FOR ANY REASON.
THE BOMB'S BIG ENOUGH TO BLOW UP THIS ENTIRE BLOCK.
THINK OKLAHOMA.
THAT THEATER'S GONNA LET OUT IN LESS THAN AN HOUR.
I HAVE LESS THAN AN HOUR LEFT ON MY BATTERY.
LOOK. I DIE EITHER WAY.
UNLESS YOU GET OUT OF HERE, SO DO YOU.
AREN'T YOU LIBERTY WALLACE OF, UM...
YES.
ANY DEMANDS?
HE WANTS...
UM...
HE WANTS SOMEBODY TO PAY FOR THE DEATH OF HIS DAUGHTER.
Joe: ALMOST RIGHT.
JOE'S DAUGHTER DIED FROM A FUCKED UP KID WITH A GUN...
AND, UH...
IT WAS A GUN MANUFACTURED BY MY COMPANY.
HE WANTS ME TO DIE KNOWING I HAVE BLOOD ON MY HANDS.
JOE...
YOU GOTTA RETHINK HERE. THIS IS CRAZY.
BILL, THERE'S A REAL GUN POINTED AT YOU.
WHAT I MEAN IS, THERE ARE OTHER WAYS.
MM-HMM. WELL, THAT'S WHERE YOU COME IN, BILL.
SO YOU WANT ME TO USE MY INFLUENCE AS A JOURNALIST
TO DEBATE THE RIGHT TO BEAR ARMS WITH YOU
BECAUSE YOU'VE GOT A GUN POINTED AT ME,
AND I'M STANDING NEXT TO A BOMB
THAT'S ON FINAL COUNTDOWN?
YEAH.
AND WHAT HAPPENS WHEN ALL THIS IS OVER?
I BLOW MY BRAINS OUT.
SO THIS BECOMES MY JOURNALISTIC MOMENT OF TRUTH?
YOUR EMMY...
AND YOUR QUEST.
I'M SORRY, JOE. WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO SAY HERE?
SAY YES.
NO. SAY THAT YOU'RE ACCOUNTABLE.
SAY YES.
THERE ARE PLENTY OF CAUSES, JOE.
Joe: BILL, LOOK AT LIBERTY.
SHE'S GOING TO DIE.
IT'S HER CHOICE WHEN. IT'S MY CHOICE HOW.
YOU HAVE A SIMILAR DILEMMA.
NOW LOOK AROUND.
JESUS. SHIT. HE--OOH.
HE SHOT ME.
ALL RIGHT. I'LL DO WHATEVER YOU WANT.
Joe: HE'S GOING TO DIE IN YOUR ARMS, LIBERTY.
JUST HANG ON. GET READY.
WATCHING SOMEONE DIE CHANGES YOU FOREVER.
SHH.
Dispatcher: 19-A-6 TO DISPATCH.
WE HAVE A FEMALE WITH A GUN.
I'M NOT DYING.
Joe: HIS FATHER IS SENATOR ROBERT TOLLMAN.
HE'S ALSO A CONSTITUTIONAL LAWYER.
HE LOBBIED FOR THE NRA,
SO WE KNOW WHICH SIDE HIS BREAD IS BUTTERED ON.
HE'S PROUD OF HIS SON...
AND NOW, LIKE ME, HAS EVERY REASON TO SWITCH SIDES.
HEY. OK. UNH. OK. OK.
HEY, HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU?
TURN THAT FUCKING THING OFF. I TOLD YOU.
OK. OH.
JUST HANG ON. HELP'S COMING.
NO, IT'S NOT.
FUCKING ASSHOLE.
SUE ME! GET HIM OUTTA HERE!
OOH, CAN'T BUY THIS KIND OF PRESS.
10:00 NEWS, BUDDY.
BACK IT UP. BACK IT UP.
CALL MY FATHER FOR ME.
HUH?
AH.
WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?
WHY?! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?!
TELL ME!
YOUR DICK IS THE SIZE OF THE LITTLE TRIGGER ON THAT GUN!
THAT MAKES YOU NOTHING, JOE!
YOU'RE LESS THAN NOTHING!
YOU PROBABLY DIDN'T EVEN HAVE A DAUGHTER.
IF YOU DID, SHE'S BETTER OFF DEAD.
I'LL... FORGIVE YOU FOR THAT...
GIVEN THE CIRCUMSTANCES.
JUST KILL ME!
GET IT OVER WITH! SHUT UP.
I'M NOT THE ONE SHOOTING.
I CAN'T TAKE ANY MORE.
I'LL HANG UP.
Joe: THAT ASSHOLE'S SHOOTING WITH A 9 MM.,
SO HE HASN'T GOT A HOPE
OF HITTING YOU FROM THAT DISTANCE.
AH, VICTOR. YOU HAVE MADE MY DAY.
HELLO.
Joe: IT'S KINDA IRONIC.
ME SAVING YOUR LIFE.
THEY'RE HERE.
THE OFFICER WENT DOWN THERE.
THE LADY WITH THE BOMB IS ACROSS THE STREET.
Joe: IT'S TIME TO DO SOMETHING.
BILL HAS A TAPE RECORDER IN HIS SUIT POCKET.
NAME NAMES, LIBERTY.
BLOW THE LOBBIES WIDE OPEN.
PAYOFFS ARE ALWAYS GOOD NEWSMAKERS.
SHIT. YOU'RE AN AMATEUR, JOE.
NOW DON'T TELL ME THAT YOU'RE WORRIED ABOUT THE FALLOUT.
YOUR HUSBAND OR SOMEONE HE WORKS FOR
HAS ORDERED THE CIA THUGS TO PUT A BULLET IN YOU.
IS THAT THE WORLD YOU WANNA LIVE IN?
WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU CAN ACCOMPLISH
BY ME BABBLING ABOUT SENATOR THIS AND SENATOR THAT?
THAT'S NOT GONNA DO ANYTHING.
IT'S A START.
IT'S AN END, JOE.
LET ME DO WHAT I CAN REALLY DO.
LET ME WORK FROM THE INSIDE.
I CAN--I CAN...
I CAN DO SOMETHING.
OH, SO THAT'S WHAT YOU TELL YOURSELF EVERY MORNING?
JOE, I CAN REALLY CHANGE THINGS.
I PROMISE YOU I'LL DO IT.
I PROMISE.
AAH!
POLICE! PUT 'EM DOWN!
COME ON.
WE CAN ALWAYS COUNT ON OUR NATION'S FINEST TO SERVE AND PROTECT.
Officer over scanner: SHOT FIRED. I'VE GOT A CIVILIAN DOWN,
POSSIBLY DEAD. LOOKS LIKE A SHOOTER.
SENATOR LIBBY TOOK AT LEAST 3 PAYMENTS IN CASH.
SENATOR LIPTON KRICK, CONGRESSMAN GOMEZ...
CHECK GENEVA BANK ACCOUNT,
SWISS UNION BANK ACCOUNTS,
CAYMAN ISLANDS, BAHAMAS. MY HUSBAND...
VICTOR WALLACE IS FUCKING
THE PRESIDENT'S WIFE, AMONG OTHERS.
PRESIDENTS OR WIVES?
Liberty: WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO?
NOTHING. YOU'RE ON A ROLL. KEEP IT GOIN'.
YOU'RE ALREADY ON THE NEWS.
YOU KNOW, VICTOR'S MOBILIZED EVERY SENATOR I JUST MENTIONED.
THE POLICE CHIEF IS IN HIS BACK POCKET.
HE SUPPLIES THE GANG
THAT CONTROLS THIS CORNER, FOR CHRIST'S SAKE.
Joe: HE?
OK, I. WE.
I. I'M IN THIS, OK?
IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT ME TO SAY? I'M IN IT.
YES...
NOW WHO YOU GONNA TRUST?
NOBODY.
KEEP TALKING.
NO. I'LL NAME NAMES.
I'LL BURY EVERYONE WHO DESERVES IT,
BUT YOU HAVE TO SHUT THIS BOMB OFF.
NAH, I CAN'T.
THEN I CAN'T.
Joe: THAT'S FAIR ENOUGH.
YOU'VE DONE YOUR JOB ANYWAY.
NOW WE CAN DEPEND ON BILL'S DAD THE SENATOR
IN HIS NEWFOUND QUEST.
HE'LL GO DOWN AS A HERO FOR THE CAUSE.
IT WAS A LIFE WELL SPENT IN THE BIG PICTURE.
HAVE A HOT DOG.
YOU DON'T WANNA GO OUT ON AN EMPTY STOMACH.
LET THEM TAKE HIM AWAY.
OVER HERE.
May: EVERY THURSDAY THEY MEET BACKSTAGE,
GO INTO RUSSELL'S DRESSING ROOM, AND LOCK THE DOOR.
THEY ORDER IN.
BASTARD CHANGED THE LOCK. FUCK!
May: YEAH, SHE SLINKS OUT SOMETIME DURING THE NIGHT,
AND WE DON'T SEE RUSSELL AGAIN UNTIL THE NEXT PERFORMANCE.
OH, EXCEPT FOR TONIGHT.
HE'S PROBABLY IN THERE FUCKED TO DEATH.
UH-OH. TIME TO CALL A LOCKSMITH.
BACKUP'S COMIN' IN FROM 53.
LOOKS LIKE WE'VE GOT OURSELVES A SNIPER.
NOW THERE'S NO I.D. ON THE WOMAN
AND NO TRACE ON HER CELL PHONE YET.
IF SHE'S CHAINED TO THE STAND,
SHE TOLD OFFICERS THAT THERE'S A BOMB, ALL RIGHT?
WE BELIEVE SHE'S WORKING WITH THE SNIPER.
THE MAN ON THE GROUND OUT THERE
IS A REPORTER WITH KNBS.
BILL TOLLMAN, THE SENATOR'S SON...
THAT KNBS... WE BELIEVE SHOT.
WE HAVE A CONFIRMED FATALITY
IN THE PARKING STRUCTURE BACK HERE.
WE DON'T HAVE ENOUGH INFORMATION ON THAT YET,
BUT WE CAN'T RULE OUT TERRORISTS, MILITIA,
OR JUST YOUR BASIC NUT CASE.
NOW WE'RE GONNA BLOCK FROM FIFTH TO TENTH ALL UP TO BERRY.
NOW WE'VE GOT AT LEAST 20 BUILDINGS TO EVACUATE,
AND WE'RE THIN ON MANPOWER,
SO USE, UH, UNIFORMS TO BACK YOU UP.
ALL RIGHT? BE SAFE, GENTLEMEN.
THANK YOU. LET'S GO.
Mac: CAPTAIN,
WE GOT NO LOCATION ON THE SHOOTER,
NO I.D. ON THE WOMAN. WE GOT BACKUP COMING,
AND WE'RE SET UP IN THE GARAGE BACK THERE.
WOULD SOMEBODY SHUT THEM DOWN?! JESUS!
CLEAR THE MEDIA BACK, PLEASE.
WE ARE LIVE.
THE DRAMA CONTINUES IN DOWNTOWN L.A.,
WHERE WE APPARENTLY HAVE A FATAL SHOOTING OF AN OFFICER,
HERE AT THE CORNER OF GRACE AND NINTH.
Liberty: IS YOUR WIFE GOING TO BE TUNING IN?
HA HA. NO.
BUT I GUARANTEE YOUR HUSBAND'S WATCHING.
BACK TO YOU, DENNIS.
MY HUSBAND.
MY HUSBAND'S ON THE WAY TO THE AIRPORT BY NOW.
HE WILL BE UNREACHABLE FOR COMMENT.
WHY'D YOU MARRY HIM?
THOUGHT HE COULD SAVE MY FATHER'S COMPANY.
IT WAS A BAD IDEA.
I EVEN THOUGHT I LOVED HIM.
GONNA DO A SHIELD RESCUE FOR THE GUY ON THE GROUND?
NO. IT'S TOO RISKY TILL WE FIND OUT WHERE THE SHOOTER IS.
POOR BASTARD'S GOING TO BLEED OUT.
I WANT ALL TRAFFIC LOCKED DOWN FROM FIFTH TO NINTH.
YEAH, IT'S DONE ALREADY.
GOOD. WHO'S THE NEGOTIATOR ON CALL?
DOCTOR WILL BE HERE IN 10 MINUTES, CAPTAIN.
Liberty: JOE, MORE DEATH
ISN'T GOING TO MAKE THE GUNS DISAPPEAR.
IT'S NOT GOING TO BRING YOUR DAUGHTER BACK.
LOOK, I'M BEGGING YOU.
OH, LIBERTY.
TIANANMEN SQUARE BOILED DOWN
TO ONE MAN STANDING IN FRONT OF A TANK
THAT COULDN'T MOVE OR SHOOT,
BECAUSE HUMAN DIGNITY
WAS STRONGER THAN STEEL OR BULLETS.
HE CHANGED A NATION.
THAT WAS A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT SITUATION.
WHAT'S THE DIFFERENCE?
WE GOT GATED COMMUNITIES,
SECURITY SYSTEMS,
AND KIDS CARRYING COMBAT WEAPONS,
ALL BECAUSE MOST PEOPLE
HAVEN'T EVEN READ THE SECOND AMENDMENT.
SO, OUR FREEDOM OF SPEECH IS PROTECTED
AS LONG AS WE DON'T PISS OFF A GUY WITH A GUN.
I'M NOT BRAVE ENOUGH TO TAKE A BULLET FOR MY COUNTRY.
YOU UNDERESTIMATE YOURSELF.
THE ONE THING
THAT GUARANTEES OUR FREEDOM
AND INDEPENDENCE IS RESPONSIBILITY.
WE LOST THAT SOMEWHERE BETWEEN
VIETNAM AND PRESIDENTIAL BLOW JOBS.
MANY OF THE FATHERS OF THE CONSTITUTION HAD SLAVES,
BUT THEY WROTE A DOCUMENT...
ABOUT FREEDOM.
GO FIGURE.
SO YOU SEE, THINGS ARE MEANT TO CHANGE.
WE'RE ALL GROWN UP NOW.
SO ARE YOU, LIBERTY.
I THINK YOU'VE FIGURED OUT THAT
THERE IS NO SUCH THING
AS A POLITICALLY CORRECT GUN.
I'LL SAY ALL THAT TO THE PRESS.
BUT PLEASE, TURN THIS BOMB OFF, JOE.
Woman: I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO NEXT.
FEELS LIKE THIS WHOLE THING WAS A DREAM.
Man: I SHOULD HAVE TOLD YOU BEFORE, BUT I...
WHAT DO WE DO NOW?
Joe: HUH. THE COPS HAVE G-36s.
DID YOU MAKE THAT DEAL, TOO?
IT WAS MORE OF A DONATION.
AND I'LL BET YOU WERE A HERO.
I GOT A BIG LUNCHEON,
KEY TO THE CITY, MAYOR IN MY POCKET.
YOU MAKE IT SOUND SO EASY.
WHEN YOU'VE GOT THE CASH FLOW,
A LITTLE PLANNING GOES A LONG WAY.
UH, DID THEY KNOW YOU HAD JUST SOLD
26 STRIPPED DOWN P-99s
THAT WENT STRAIGHT TO THE STREET?
I GUESS IT WAS ONE OF THOSE
"AN EYE FOR AN EYE" DEALS.
IT'S EASY TO GET LOST IN THE DEAL.
I KNOW IT'S NOT AN EXCUSE.
THIS IS A PERFECT FUCKING NIGHTMARE.
127 LOCATIONS FOR AN ASSHOLE WITH A GUN.
WE GOT A CELL PHONE WE CAN'T BUST INTO
AND A BOMB NEXT TO A THEATER.
ANYBODY PICKING UP IN THERE YET?
JUST VOICE MAIL, SIR.
FUCKING VOICE MAIL!
OH.
THE SHOOTER IS BACK.
WHO DOES HE WORK FOR,
YOUR HUSBAND OR THE CIA?
WHOEVER'S GOT THE CASH.
WHO'S THE COWBOY IN THE CHOPPER?
WELL, GET HIM HIGHER. HE'S SURVEILLANCE.
I DON'T WANT HIM LANDING ON THE FUCKING ROOFTOP.
Mac: OK, YOU GUYS. LET'S GET IN THERE.
LET'S GET INTO THE THEATER.
Man: I SHOULD HAVE TOLD YOU BEFORE, BUT I...
Woman, on stage: WHAT DO WE DO NOW?
IT'S UP TO YOU.
DO YOU STILL LOVE ME?
OF COURSE I DO.
HOW ABOUT YOU?
OF COURSE.
IT WON'T MAKE A BIT OF DIFFERENCE.
HOW FULL IS THE THEATER?
Usher: IT'S THE LAST PERFORMANCE.
I FIGURE 10 TO CLEAR THE BUILDING.
Mac: COPY THAT. NO ONE EXITS THE FRONT DOOR.
HOLD UNTIL WE'VE CLEARED ALL REAR EXITS.
SENATOR TOLLMAN'S SON WAS JUST SHOT
BY THE SAME GUY WHO'S GOT LIBERTY.
CALL UP YOUR HUSBAND.
WHY?
YEAH?
Joe: WHO CALLED THE MILITIA?
I WANT TO TALK TO LIBERTY.
TOUCHING.
SO IT'S NOT ONE OF YOURS?
THAT'S NOT GOOD, VICTOR.
LIBERTY, ARE YOU THERE?
SUCH A SWEET NAME, DON'T YOU THINK?
HER PARENTS WERE REPUBLICAN.
I WANT TO TALK TO MY WIFE.
Liberty: I'M HERE. ALIVE...
AND ON TV.
I, UM...
I KNOW, YOU'RE DOING WHAT YOU HAVE TO DO.
DO YOU KNOW WHO'S CALLING THE SHOTS?
THE PRESIDENT'S WIFE?
COME ON.
NO, OF COURSE NOT.
IF IT WERE HER, YOU'D BE STANDING HERE.
UM...
I'M--I'M DOING WHAT I CAN, BUT...
YOU KNOW THE RULES. RIGHT?
AW, HONEY...
FUCK YOU.
JOE, HANG UP.
WELL, WHAT SHE MEANT IS,
WHY DON'T YOU LET HER DIE WITH SOME DIGNITY?
GET THE CAR. MR. WALLACE IS LEAVING.
Driver: YES, SIR.
HOW DO YOU KNOW VICTOR?
CLASSIFIED.
Policeman: THIS WAY. COME ON, LET'S GO.
COPY THAT.
WHO THE FUCK IS SHE?
WE JUST I.D.ed HER. LIBERTY WALLACE.
THE VP OF McCLOUD. MARRIED TO THE CEO.
CONNECTIONS UP THE WAZOO.
JESUS CHRIST. I KNOW HIM. VICTOR.
YEAH, WE'RE TRYING TO TRACK HIM DOWN RIGHT NOW.
THEN THERE'S NO WAY SHE'S WITH THE SHOOTER.
SHE'S A HOSTAGE.
SO I'M BAIT?
NO. MORE LIKE...
MORE LIKE A SHOWPIECE.
I LIKE YOUR RECKLESS SIDE.
YOU TRAVELED WITHOUT YOUR BODYGUARD
5 HOURS EVERY WEEK AND SOMETIMES TWICE.
YOU WERE A LITTLE BIT MORE ACCESSIBLE
AND PREDICTABLE THAN THE PRESIDENT'S WIFE.
SO WHO'S PISSED OFF AT VICTOR?
THE PRESIDENT?
NO.
IT'S ALL ME THIS TIME.
I WAS A DAD.
I'M NOT ANYMORE.
SOMEBODY'S PULLING YOUR STRING. WHO IS IT?
NO ONE.
NOT NOW.
NEVER THOUGHT MY SKILLS FROM MY FORMER LIFE WOULD EVER PAY OFF.
CIA?
WELL...
THAT, TOO.
WELL, COME ON, IF I'M GOING TO DIE,
I HAVE THE RIGHT TO KNOW MY ASSASSIN A LITTLE BETTER.
I WORKED COVERT.
COVERT OPERATIONS FOR THE CIA.
I WAS IN CHINA DURING TIANANMEN SQUARE.
CUBA, PANAMA.
AND I WAS IN COLUMBIA...
WHEN MY DAUGHTER WAS KILLED.
THIS IS CAPTAIN HANK WILFORD.
CAN YOU TELL US WHAT THIS IS ABOUT?
I DON'T WANT ANYONE ELSE TO DIE
BECAUSE THEY'RE TALKING TO ME, JOE.
SO WHAT'S IT GOING TO BE?
MM-MM-MM.
IT'S YOUR SHOW, BABY.
JUST LEAVE ME OUT OF THIS FOR NOW.
Liberty: THERE'S A BOMB IN THE HOT DOG CART!
IT'S SET TO BLOW WHEN MY CELL PHONE DIES!
IN ABOUT 15 MINUTES.
I'M CHAINED TO THE CART!
WHAT ARE THE DEMANDS?
A PUBLIC DEBATE OF THE SECOND AMENDMENT!
HMM.
HEARD OF IT?
GO, GIRL.
I'D LIKE TO UNDERSTAND.
ARE THERE ANY OTHER DEMANDS?
CAN I COME CLOSER?
ANY OTHER DEMANDS?
NO.
NO!
LIBERTY,
I WILL KILL ANYONE WHO COMES CLOSE.
WE HAVE NO CONFIRMATION YET, BUT IT APPEARS
THAT KNBS REPORTER BILL TOLLMAN HAS BEEN SERIOUSLY HURT
AND THAT LIBERTY WALLACE OF McCLOUD GUNS
IS DEMANDING A PUBLIC DEBATE
ABOUT THE CONSTITUTION
AND ITS ROLE IN OUR VIOLENT TIMES.
SHE'S GRANDSTANDING. GOTTA BE MILITIA.
SIR.
YEAH? YES, SIR.
YES, SIR. LIBERTY WALLACE.
YOU WERE GOOD UNDER THE PRESSURE,
AND THE WHOLE WORLD WILL APPLAUD YOU.
OR LAUGH AT ME.
THE PRESS IS THE LEAST OF MY CONCERNS AT THIS POINT.
I'LL TRY TO MOVE THEM BACK, BUT, UH...
YES, SIR. I'LL MOVE THEM BACK RIGHT AWAY.
THANK YOU, SIR.
GET RID OF THE PRESS. TELL THEM IT'S A SAFETY ISSUE.
UPTOWN DOESN'T WANT THIS THING UNDER A MICROSCOPE.
THEY'RE GOING TO MAKE A MOVE, JOE.
THEY'LL NEVER DISARM THAT BOMB.
THEY'VE PROBABLY ALREADY GUESSED THAT.
YOU WON'T BE ALONE IN THE FINAL MOMENT.
Hank: STATUS ON THE THEATER?
Mac: SOMEBODY WELDED ALL THE SIDE EXITS SHUT.
WE'VE GOT AN ENTRY TEAM COMING IN,
BUT THE FIRE DEPARTMENT--
IS STUCK IN TRAFFIC.
ALL EXITS?
YEAH. OUR CUTTERS WON'T WORK.
THE ONLY EXIT IS ON TO THE STREET
THROUGH THE FRONT DOOR.
200 FUCKING HOSTAGES.
TELL ME ABOUT YOU DAUGHTER AGAIN.
A BOY AT SCHOOL PUT A GUN TO HER HEAD
AND ASKED HER IF SHE BELIEVED IN GOD.
WHAT DID SHE SAY?
I DON'T KNOW.
What did she say?
I don't know.
THAT ROBOT READY TO GO?
Man: BE HERE IN 15.
Hank: WHAT ABOUT THE BOMB TRUCK?
WE GOT ONE COMING IN FROM THE 48.
ETA 30 MINUTES.
GENERAL EVACUATION?
WE GOT A PHONE TREE GOING.
WE'RE GOING TO FIND THIS SON OF A BITCH.
IT'S JUST GOING TO TAKE A LITTLE TIME.
TELL ME ABOUT YOUR FATHER.
MY FATHER.
HE WAS MY HERO.
HE WAS.
AFTER HE, UM...
YOU KNOW...
I HAD TO LEAVE SCHOOL TO EARN A LIVING,
AND ONE THING LED TO THE NEXT.
I FOUND MYSELF WORKING IN THE FAMILY BUSINESS...
NO LONGER FAMILY OWNED.
CAPTAIN, I ONLY GOT 10 GUYS.
WE SHOULD BE FINE ONCE THE 53rd SQUAD SHOW UP.
THAT SHOULD BE ANOTHER, UH, 10 OR 12 MINUTES.
WE'RE NOT GOING TO MAKE IT.
Liberty: IT'S ALL I KNEW.
ALONG CAME VICTOR. HE WAS BRILLIANT,
BUT HE COULD SAVE MY FATHERS'S COMPANY.
OUR FIRST BIG DEAL WAS WITH THE SAUDIS.
THE IRAQIS WERE SHOOTING US WITH OUR OWN GUNS.
WHAT DO PEOPLE THINK THE GOVERNMENT DOES WITH ALL THOSE USED WEAPONS?
MELT THEM DOWN, MAKE LITTLE SCULPTURES OUT OF THEM?
AFTER WE TOOK THE COMPANY INTERNATIONAL,
SUDDENLY WE WERE IN A DIFFERENT LEAGUE.
IT GOT COMPLICATED.
HERE I AM.
AND RUSSELL MADE YOU FEEL HUMAN AGAIN.
AND ANONYMOUS.
YOU KNOW, MY GREAT, GREAT GRANDFATHER...
HE DESIGNED THE GUN THAT CHANGED THE OUTCOME
OF THE CIVIL WAR.
I GREW UP THINKING THAT'S WHAT WE WERE STILL DOING.
Policeman, on bullhorn: WE HAVE TO CLEAR THE BUILDING.
STAND BACK...
LET ME OUT OF HERE, PLEASE!
QUIET. QUIET, PLEASE!
I'M REALLY SORRY ABOUT YOUR DAUGHTER.
Liberty: JOE?
ONE LEFT BREATHING TO HELP US TELL OUR STORY.
Pilot: WE'VE GOT THE SHOOTER ON THE ROOF OF THE BUILDING
AT EIGHTH AND GRACE.
I DON'T CARE IF IT LOOKS LIKE
THE RUSSIANS OR THE PAKISTANIS OR THE GIRL SCOUTS.
THE GUY'S VOICE IS AMERICAN.
THIS IS AN INTERNAL THING. GET ON IT.
I WANT TO KNOW WHO THE FUCK ELSE
IS SHOOTING AT MY WIFE!
YEAH?
Joe: WHERE YOU GOIN'?
WHY?
THE BEREAVED HUSBAND.
Victor: WHEN ARE YOU GONNA STOP SCREWING AROUND
AND TELL ME WHAT THIS IS ALL ABOUT?
AH...
YOU'RE DOING IT BY THE BOOK.
GO ON A BUSINESS TRIP,
BE UNAVAILABLE FOR COMMENT.
TOUCH DOWN IN WASHINGTON FOR A LITTLE FACE TIME
WITH A CLIENT.
CHECK THE TEMPERATURE.
I DON'T REALLY HAVE A WHOLE LOT OF CHOICE IN THAT, NOW DO I?
JOE?
WE KNOW EACH OTHER, DON'T WE?
YOU DO ANY TIME IN SOUTH AMERICA?
WELL, WHO DIDN'T?
NONE OF US REALLY CAME THROUGH THAT
WITH OUR MENTAL HEALTH INTACT, DID WE?
I MEAN, GOD KNOWS IT TOOK ME A WHILE
TO PULL MY SHIT TOGETHER WHEN I GOT BACK.
YEAH. YEAH.
IT'S A MENTAL HEALTH THING.
YOU TALK LIKE A COMPANY MAN.
OR, AT LEAST-- WELL, YOU WERE A COMPANY MAN,
BECAUSE GOD KNOWS THEY'D NEVER GO
FOR THIS KIND OF THEATRICAL BULLSHIT.
WHAT IS YOUR BEEF WITH ME?
THAT YOU'D RUN AWAY AND LET THEM TAKE LIBERTY.
THAT YOU'RE NOT MAN ENOUGH TO STAND UP FOR YOUR WIFE.
I HOPE YOU'RE IMPRESSED WITH YOUR LIFE.
GRACE AND NINTH.
YOU SURE ABOUT THAT, SIR?
GRACE AND NINTH!
YOU GOT IT.
Swat member, over radio: THE SHOOTER'S STILL OUT HERE.
Mac: SHIT. WELL, TAKE COVER FAST.
THE SNIPER'S SHOOTING AT OUR GUYS ON THE GROUND.
HOW MANY DOWN?
NO REPORT YET.
Swat member: LUKE TO MAC. WE HAVE A SHOOTER.
WE GOT THE GUY ON THE ROOF.
NOBODY MOVES TILL WE GET MORE INFORMATION.
UNDERSTOOD?
HAIL, MARY, FULL OF GRACE,
THE LORD IS WITH THEE.
BLESSED ART THOU AMONGST WOMEN.
BLESSED IS THE FRUIT OF THY WOMB, JESUS.
Swat member: LOOKS LIKE WE GOT A PROBLEM UP HERE.
THE GUY ON THE ROOF'S NOT THE SNIPER.
WELL, WHO THE FUCK IS HE THEN?
WHY IS HE SHOOTING AT HER?
NO REPORT YET.
...PRAY FOR US SINNERS
NOW AND AT THE HOUR OF OUR DEATH, AMEN.
CHUCK SAYS HE'S TALKING GOLD STAR CLEARANCE.
CIA?
JESUS, GET HIM DOWN HERE IF HE'S STILL BREATHING.
JOE...
WHAT IS ENOUGH?
Joe: ARE YOU BEGGING FOR LIVES?
YES.
WHERE ARE THE SHOTS COMING FROM?
MY GUYS ARE THINKING THE BRICK, MAYBE THE CONCRETE.
I'M THINKING HIGHER THAN THE SEVENTH OR EIGHTH--
WAY TOO MUCH INFORMATION.
STATUS ON BACKUP?
May: IT WAS PROBABLY A HOAX.
I THINK IT HAS SOMETHING TO DO WITH THE HUSBAND.
RUSSELL'S BEEN PLAYING WITH FIRE.
WELL, NOW, DON'T BE JEALOUS, DEAR.
May: OH, FUCK OFF.
VICTOR KNEW YOUR VOICE.
IS THIS SOME KIND OF SETUP?
COME ON. NOW, THINK HARD AND YOU'LL GET IT ALL FIGURED OUT.
WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN, "THINK"?!
COME ON, COME CLEAN.
YOU'VE TAKEN MY LIFE. YOU OWE ME THAT MUCH.
IF I'M CIA OR FBI,
THEN I WENT THROUGH ALL OF THIS
BECAUSE SOMEONE VERY HIGH UP
WANTS A LOT OF VISIBILITY.
OK, OK. IT'S A STUPID THOUGHT.
LOOK, YOU CAN'T WRITE THIS OFF
TO BE SOME BIG CONSPIRACY.
THAT'S WHAT'LL CONFUSE THE FUCK OUT OF ALL OF THEM.
THINK. THINK ABOUT HOW YOU'RE DOIN' ON THE SCOREBOARD.
IT'S NOT LIKE I WOKE UP ONE DAY
AND SAID, "WOW, IT'S GREAT TO BE
IN THE LETHAL WEAPONS BUSINESS."
IT'S LIKE THE GUY ON THE CORNER WHO SELLS NEWSPAPERS.
IT'S WHAT I DO.
WHAT ELSE AM I GONNA DO?
BE THE BOSS. IT'S YOUR LIFE, ISN'T IT?
IF THE IDEA WAS FOR ME TO SEE GOD,
YOU'VE ACHIEVED IT.
I MEAN, I PRAYED, FOR CHRIST'S SAKE.
Mac: OK, THE PARKING GARAGE.
LET'S ASSEMBLE IN THERE. LET'S GO.
Swat member: JUST FOLLOW ME, MA'AM.
Woman: QUICK.
I--I REALLY NEED TO CALL--
Swat member: NO, YOU CAN'T.
WHEN MY DAUGHTER WAS KILLED, MY WIFE CAME APART.
WE MET THE PARENTS OF THE KID WHO DID IT.
HIS FATHER CRIED,
AND HE TOLD US THAT HE HAD TAUGHT HIS SON
HOW TO USE A GUN SAFELY.
NEVER SAW IT COMING.
I WANTED TO KILL THAT KID...
AND I WANTED TO KILL THE FATHER.
BUT HERE I AM INSTEAD.
I LIKE YOU.
THIS IS NO WAY TO DIE.
FOR US, THERE'S NO OTHER WAY OUT.
I'VE THOUGHT ABOUT THIS FOR A LONG TIME.
BOMB SQUAD WANTS US TO MOVE FURTHER BACK.
CAPTAIN, IT'S VICTOR WALLACE ON THE LINE.
NOBODY MOVE.
VICTOR, THANK YOU.
Victor: HANK?
JESUS CHRIST.
YOU KNOW WHAT THIS IS ABOUT?
I WAS HOPING YOU'D TELL ME.
I DON'T BELIEVE YOU.
WE FOUND A GUY ON A ROOF SHOOTING AT HER.
HE LOOKS CIA.
YOU GET HIM?
NO, SOMEBODY ELSE SHOT HIM.
THE GUY WE GOT'S NOT THE SNIPER,
OR MAYBE HE'S-- HE'S ONE OF 'EM.
MY ASS IS HANGING OUT HERE, VICTOR.
I NEED YOU TO TELL ME WHAT'S GOIN' ON.
WHAT'S GOIN' ON? WE'RE DEALIN' WITH A NUTCASE.
THAT'S WHAT'S GOIN' ON.
YEAH, OR A TERRORIST BUYING TIME.
IT'S ONLY BEEN 1/2 AN HOUR,
AND THE PRESS IS STILL STACKING UP.
I'M 5 MINUTES AWAY.
Reporter, over computer: THIS ACTION MAY BE CONNECTED
TO THE RECENT LAWSUIT FILED BY 7
OF THE LARGEST GUN MAKERS
ALLEGING THAT EFFORTS BY GOVERNMENT
TO IMPOSE GUN SAFETY MEASURES
AMOUNTS TO A CONSPIRACY
THAT VIOLATES CONSTITUTIONAL GUARANTEES
OF FREE TRADE.
WALLACE'S COMPANY, McCLOUD GUNS,
IS AT THE CENTER OF THIS CONTROVERSY,
BY REFUSING TO BECOME SIGNATORY
TO ANY GOVERNMENT PROPOSAL
THAT LEGISLATES MORE CONTROLS.
New anchor: THANKS FOR THAT BREAKING NEWS.
NOW ON THE INTERNATIONAL--
31 CITIES AND COUNTRIES HAVE BROUGHT CHARGES
AGAINST MANUFACTURERS,
CLAIMING THEY'RE NOT DOING ENOUGH
TO KEEP GUNS OUT OF THE HANDS OF CHILDREN
AND CRIMINALS.
APPARENTLY, WALLACE IS STAGING
A HIGH-STAKES PROTEST
AGAINST THE VERY INDUSTRY
THAT MADE HER FAMILY FAMOUS IN AMERICA.
BACK TO YOU, DENNIS.
WE'RE IN THE FINAL STRETCH, LIBERTY.
SO...WHAT'S YOUR PLAN?
I DON'T WANT TO DIE.
I DON'T WANT ANYONE ELSE TO DIE BECAUSE OF ME, TOO.
ME, NEITHER.
YOU KNOW, THE NRA IS JUST GONNA SPIN THIS
AND SAY IT'S BECAUSE OF PEOPLE LIKE YOU
WE NEED TO BE ARMED.
WELL, I WAS AN HONEST, LAW-ABIDING CITIZEN.
BY THAT DEFINITION, I DESERVE TO BE ARMED.
AND I WAS ACTING OUT AGAINST THE OPPRESSION OF OUR FREEDOM.
THERE IT IS, HUH?
YOU KNOW, I FIRST SAW YOU IN JERUSALEM
ABOUT 3 YEARS AGO.
YOU MUST HAVE MADE A HELL OF A DEAL,
'CAUSE THEY WERE KISSING YOUR ASS.
DID I MEET YOU?
NO.
I DID BUSINESS WITH VICTOR, THOUGH,
ON BEHALF OF THE SAUDIS.
SEEMS HE LIKES TO SELL ON ALL SIDES.
WE MET IN OUR EARLY DAYS.
SERIOUSLY FLAWED MISSION INTO COLOMBIA.
I SAVED HIS LIFE.
I'M FUNNY.
I SAVED THE LIFE OF THE MAN THAT KILLED MY DAUGHTER.
JOE?
Daughter's voice: DADDY?
VICTOR, I DON'T FEEL GOOD ABOUT THIS.
DEATH ISN'T AS EXCITING AS I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE.
Victor: EXCUSE ME, PLEASE.
EXCUSE ME.
EXCUSE ME, I'M VICTOR WALLACE.
HEY, SIR, YOU CAN'T COME THROUGH HERE.
I'M THE HUSBAND, YOU FUCKING MORON.
Reporter: SIR, JUST ONE QUESTION.
SORRY, I CAN'T TALK TO YOU.
I CAN'T TALK TO YOU NOW.
IS THIS RELATED TO McCLOUD'S POSITION
ON GUN SAFETY LEGISLATION?
THIS HAS ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO DO
WITH McCLOUD INDUSTRIES.
THESE ARE THE ACTIONS OF AN INSANE MAN,
AND MY WIFE IS A WONDERFUL WOMAN.
SHE'S A WONDERFUL WOMAN.
Reporter: DID YOU HEAR THAT? DID YOU GET THAT?
VICTOR, YOU CAN'T GO OUT THERE.
I JUST WANT TO LET HER SEE ME.
WHY?
'Cause I think I know who this guy is,
and I think I can get her out of this.
WHATEVER YOU'RE THINKING, I CAN'T--
THIS IS MY PROBLEM.
DON'T MAKE ME MAKE PROBLEMS FOR YOU.
YOU'RE GOOD TO THE CAR.
Reporter: LOOK, THERE'S NO DOUBT-- HE'S GOING OUT THERE.
I SAID THE CAR!
Victor: LIBERTY!
Liberty, quietly: VICTOR.
HEY, ALEX.
WELL... HERE WE ARE AGAIN...
IN THE KILL ZONE. WHAT CAN I DO FOR YOU?
I REMEMBER THE DAY YOU WEPT LIKE A BABY
WHILE I PROMISED NOT TO LET YOU DIE.
OK, OK, YOU SAVED MY LIFE.
YEAH. WASN'T I THANKFUL ENOUGH THEN?
WELL, THANKS AGAIN. I MEAN IT.
BUT I HAVE A FEELING THAT WHAT'S REALLY ACTUALLY EXPECTED OF ME
IS SOME SORT OF BIG PUBLIC CONFESSION.
AM I RIGHT? WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO SAY?
JOE, DON'T DO IT.
THAT THAT--THAT REALLY SHINY ONE THAT I HAVE
IS ACTUALLY FOR--FOR LEADING A BUNCH OF MEN TO THEIR DEATH?
IS THAT WHAT I'M SUPPOSED TO SAY?
COME ON. ALEX, IT'S A WAR.
THAT'S THE KIND OF STUFF THAT HAPPENS.
YOU THINK I'M PROUD OF IT?
I DIDN'T ASK FOR THE MEDAL.
YOUR DEATH IS GONNA MEAN SOMETHING.
BUT MY DAUGHTER'S WON'T.
JOE, DON'T DO IT.
DON'T DO IT!
CHRIST, HE'S BEEN HIT. DON'T!
GET 'EM OUT OF HERE! GO! GO!
MOVE! MOVE!
GET HIM INSIDE, FAST.
COME ON, COME ON. MOVE!
LET'S GO. LET'S GO.
Liberty: DON'T!
Joe: LIBERTY.
LIBERTY! IT'S TIME. WHAT?!
TIME FOR YOU TO GO.
THE KEYS FOR YOUR CUFFS
IS IN A BOX STUCK TO THE UNDERSIDE
OF THE CART NEAR THE CORNER.
OK, GUYS. IT'S GOTTA BE THIS ONE RIGHT HERE.
SEVENTH AND ALVARADO. MOVE ON IT.
SEVENTH AND ALVARADO.
AAH!
BRING THE CHOPPER INTO THE BACK OF THE SKYPORT
RIGHT OUT OF THE SKY.
HE'S SOME KIND OF SHOOTER IF HE'S HOLED UP THAT FAR AWAY.
IN THE THEATER. OFFICER NEEDS BACKUP.
THERE'S PEOPLE PANICKING, SMOKE EVERYWHERE.
A FIRE'S BEEN SET OR SOMETHING.
GET BACK! THERE'S A BOMB!
THERE'S A BOMB!
GUYS, ALL EYES OUT FOR THE WALLACE WOMAN.
GET BACK! NO! THERE'S A BOMB!
OH!
Joe: LIBERTY,
IT'S UP TO YOU NOW.
TIME TO CHOOSE.
Computer voice: VIDEO ATTACHMENT IS STREAMING.
SENATOR LIBBY TOOK AT LEAST 3 PAYMENTS IN CASH.
SENATOR LIPTON KRICK, CONGRESSMAN GOMEZ.
CHECK GENEVA BANK ACCOUNTS...
YOU'LL ALL BE ABLE TO RETURN TO YOUR CARS
ONCE WE SECURE THE AREA.
WHERE'S RUSSELL? WHERE'S RUSSELL?
I HAVEN'T SEEN HIM.
RUSSELL! RUSSELL!
RUSSELL!
GET OUT OF HERE! GO!
LIBERTY, GET OUT OF HERE! THERE'S A BOMB!
GET OUT--NO!
THERE'S A BOMB! GET OUT OF HERE! GET OUT!
Computer voice: FILE WITH VIDEO ATTACHMENT SENT.
AS YOU CAN SEE, THE AREA'S BEEN CONTAINED.
THE SITUATION'S UNDER CONTROL.
NOW, UH, IF YOU'LL EXCUSE ME...
EVERYBODY IN THE ALLEY-- NOW! GO!
RIGHT. GET THE FIREMEN ON IT.
FIND THAT MOTHERFUCKER!
NO, SIR. NO OTHER CIVILIAN CASUALTIES FROM THE EXPLOSIONS.
WE'VE HAD A FIRE REPORTED IN THE BACK OF THE THEATER, SIR.
NO DAMAGE, NO CASUALTIES.
ALL NOISE AND SMOKE.
HE MADE ME SHOOT IT...
AT CLOSE RANGE.
WHO ARE YOU?
I WAS LOOKING FOR MY WIFE'S PURSE--
IT'S NOT SAFE IN HERE. GET OUT OF HERE. COME ON.
LOCK IT UP, RAY. SURE.
Liberty, recorded : AND MY GREAT-GREAT GRANDFATHER...
HE DESIGNED THE GUN
THAT CHANGED THE OUTCOME OF THE CIVIL WAR.
WHERE EXACTLY WERE YOU
WHEN THE FIRST EXPLOSION TOOK PLACE?
UM...THAT'S FUNNY THAT YOU WOULD ASK.
EXCUSE ME. MR. PERRY, MR. PERRY...
I GREW UP THINKING
THAT'S WHAT WE WERE STILL DOING.
I'M REALLY SORRY ABOUT YOUR DAUGHTER.
MY FATHER.
HE WAS MY HERO.
HE WAS.
SHOT FIRED. SHOT FIRED.
GET BACK. GET BACK.
LET ME DO WHAT I CAN REALLY DO.
LET ME WORK FROM THE INSIDE.
I CAN DO SOMETHING.
JOE, I CAN REALLY CHANGE THINGS.
I PROMISE YOU I'LL DO IT. I PROMISE.
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