No way. Our Lou? I know, eh?
But put him on the dance floor, you'd think he...
Hey! Happy Feet!
Hey, what's up?
Got the pictures? Yeah.
Jamaica. Yes, Ocho Rios.
I want to see them.
Oh, yeah. 110 degrees in the shade.
Check out our man here.
He got a bit of a tan.
(laughs)
Fast-forwarding to Bridget?
Yeah, look at that.
JULES: Who's Bridget? Who's Bridget?
SAM: She's hot.
Huh?
I hadn't seen her since high school.
And then I don't see this guy for three days.
Really?
You think it's the real deal?
Destiny speaks, I don't ask questions.
So Sheila's freaking out about Joey talking or not talking.
Kid's one and a half.
Tell her to cut him some slack.
This is Sheila we're talking about.
The word "slack" is not in her vocabulary.
MAN 2: He got any new words?
MAN: Yeah, "Up, Dada."
MAN 2: No "Mama"? MAN: No.
MAN 2: There's the problem.
Got to teach him "Mama."
Pretty quiet.
Yeah, great for writing reports.
Thinking I'd go down to the range.
I've got some new ammo for the Remmy.
Homework first. Then go play.
WINNIE: Strategic Response Unit.
How did I know you'd say that? 'Cause you know me.
Boss.
MALE VOICE: In ten minutes
the future headquarters of Globalmax Energy Group
will be destroyed by a bomb.
I'm Sergeant Parker. Who am I talking to?
In ten minutes the future headquarters...
Prerecorded.
WINNIE: Is this for real?
We move like it is. ED: Bomb call!
Let's go! (alarm sounds)
Can we trace that call, Winnie? No.
It's VOIP, rerouted through an anonymous server.
Future headquarters. It's a construction site.
Okay, find out where Globalmax is building.
Get a hold of the foreman, patch him
through to my phone.
Got it.
(sirens wailing)
WINNIE: Foreman's not picking up, Sarge.
I'll keep trying.
(saw buzzing)
(indistinct chattering)
(sirens wailing)
(phone ringing)
Yeah.
This is Sergeant Greg Parker with the police.
We've received a bomb threat targeting your
construction site.
Speak up. I can't hear you.
Jimmy, kill it!
Yeah, go again.
This is the police.
We've received a bomb threat.
You need to evacuate.
Come on. Haven't got time for this. Who's this?
Sir, this is not a prank.
We've received a bomb threat.
You need to evacuate
now.
(sirens approaching)
There's a bomb.
(shouting) There's a bomb!
Everybody evacuate!
Get out! Now! Move it!
Evacuate!
Let's go!
MAN: Everybody out now!
I need everyone off the site now!
This is the foreman!
This is not a test!
(sirens wailing)
FOREMAN: There's a bomb.
Everyone off the site now!
It's an emergency! Move!
Move! Move! Move!
Keep moving! Let's go! Off the site.
(sirens wailing)
(explosion)
PARKER: Everyone okay? I'm all right.
I'm good, boss. JULES: We're good.
ED: I'm good.
SPIKE: Yeah, me, too, boss.
You okay, buddy?
Yeah.
Get an EMT here right away.
Everybody get out okay?
Yeah, yeah, I think so. I think so.
We got to do a head count.
(typing)
Sarge,
priority call.
Patch it through.
MALE VOICE: A bomb has been placed
in the offices of a known environmental criminal,
and it will detonate in one hour.
PARKER: Priority one: we profile the subject,
locate the target, intercept it in time.
All right? Spike?
Lou and I will check for a followup bomb.
If we're clear, we'll run diagnostics on the site.
See what we can learn from the bomber's materials.
Boss, I had a look at a lot of IEDs in Afghanistan.
That's great. Give them a hand. All right.
Wordy, let's take the witnesses. Got it.
PARKER: Jules, command truck.
Let's get to know our friend.
PARKER: What do you have, Spike?
SPIKE: Okay.
Blast radius, 3.2 meters.
Depth-- 1.6 meters.
So, explosive force
of about 3,000 kilojoules.
That narrows it down.
What have we got on Globalmax Energy Group?
Phew! Well, they patented a method
of extracting crude from the tar sands.
Effective, but environmentally toxic.
Okay, let's talk to CSIS,
see who they've got on their eco-terror watch list.
Boss?
PARKER: Yeah, Lou, go ahead.
Ion scanner's identified the explosive. It's TNT.
Can we trace it? SPIKE: Yup.
The residue-- it has tracer elements embedded into it.
The lab can trace it right to the manufacturer,
right down to where the shipment was delivered, and from there...
Okay, you had me at "yup." Let's do it.
Copy that.
Spike, check this out.
We can trace this.
Has solder on it.
This battery set it off.
We got bar code.
Sweet, Sam. Nice.
Eddie, any leads on a suspect?
We're working on it.
I can't believe they went this far.
These guys are a royal pain in the butt.
They're here every day like clockwork.
(clamoring)
And yesterday, things got out of control.
Globalmax murders the planet!
We are not moving!
You are not...
Hold on one minute. I'll get rid of them.
MAN: You are not getting through here!
Call your boss, call your boss's boss.
Tell him we are not moving.
Tell him he's accountable for murdering the planet.
You go call him. I got a job to do.
Get out of here!
No, we're not moving!
We are not moving!
We are not moving. Okay, move it in. Let's go.
Move it in. Move it in!
You are not getting through here.
You are not getting... I said move. I meant,
move!
Get out of here!
This is not over.
I'm gonna be your worst nightmare.
We are taking this to the next level!
Boss, we have threats uttered yesterday by a member
of an activist group called the Olive Branch Collective.
He wanted to take the protest to the next level.
JULES: Olive Branch.
Yup. They are on the CSIS watch list.
It's not exactly a covert operation.
They've got a downtown office address.
Okay, here's what we go.
We've narrowed the list of potential targets
to three possibilities.
Keffler Corp, DuChamp Energy and Morgan-Ellis.
Now, they're all
toxic bad boys fighting charges
under the Environmental Protection Act.
All right, good. We'll talk to the heads of their security.
We'll coordinate an immediate evac with fire and police.
All right, let's go. JULES: Let's go.
We'll take Sam to help handle the bomb sweeps,
split the targets with the bomb techs
from Team Two and Team Five.
While you guys shake down the tree-huggers.
PARKER: Environmental activists.
Whatever.
(siren wailing)
(tires screeching)
Hey, let's see your warrant.
We don't need a warrant to walk through an open door.
Oh, no warrant? Yeah, then you can turn around and walk
right out that open door.
It's okay, Jordan. I'm John Martens.
Can I help you?
Sergeant Greg Parker. Officer Jules Callaghan.
Wanted to ask you a few questions
about a bomb that was detonated
at a construction site.
Globalmax Energy Group. I just read the news-feed.
We understand you were there yesterday.
Yeah, we staged a lawful non-violent protest action.
Foreman said that you uttered threats
to take it to the next level.
I threatened him?
Have a look.
You tell him
take it to the next level means unleash the most badass
Internet petition in history.
We don't do bombs.
We start with the carnage, we lose
the public.
No more donations, our revenue streams dry up.
Violence runs counter to our business model.
Business models and revenue streams?
The times they are a-changin'.
Yeah, well, just because he speaks MBA doesn't mean
they're not into something harder.
Hey, what if one of his comrades went rogue?
Or maybe John Martens is hiding in plain sight.
Winnie,
let's get a hold of 41 Division, let's send an undercover
unit to surveil John Martens and the Olive Branch.
Copy that.
ED: Okay, let's split up.
Report back with evac status.
We're gonna start at the bottom, work our way up with Fido here.
Copy. Got it.
SPIKE: Boss.
We got something.
We've been working on finding our guy's signature.
Signature?
Yeah, bombers.
They tend to be consistent.
They find their favorite materials
and their techniques, and they stick to them.
So it could be a specific photo-electric sensor
from a smoke detector...
Okay.
Or a specific pattern of circuits.
So we ran all the elements
through the federal signature database.
Find a match?
Yeah, boss, I know the database
doesn't lie, but Lou's never heard of these guys.
I never heard of these guys.
The PLC-- People's Liberation
Corps.
PLC. That goes back.
Winnie, you got anything for us?
Uh, full membership number unknown.
Ah. String of environmentally-related
bombings, late '70s.
Leaders Vanessa and Sheldon Kominski arrested in 1980.
Okay, any recent activity?
Nothing reported.
What about our friends the Kominskis?
Vanessa and Sheldon Kominski are now faculty at the university.
How's that?
Professors emeritus, Poli-Sci.
Professors, huh?
Times are a-changin'.
This is the most powerful aspect of hegemony.
State control is redundant.
We've internalized the values that...
Sheldon and Vanessa Kominski?
We need a word with you.
Speaking of state control, is today show and tell?
(laughter)
We've always been very open about our past with the PLC.
It's probably what gives us credibility with our students.
But the membership's
long dispersed, and we've had a lot of time to think
as one does behind bars.
Besides, as soon as we were released,
I got pregnant with Sara.
Is this Sara?
VANESSA: Yes. How could we run around being outlaws
when we had a responsibility to her?
Okay, well, then, how do you explain
that this morning's bomb had the PLC's signature?
Uh, there was only one bomb technician among us,
Rafer Wilcox.
Where do we find him?
No idea. We hardly see him.
27 minutes
until the next bomb goes off. Think hard.
We need to talk to him.
Rafer's always lived off the grid, on principle.
And to tell the truth, ever since we had Sara, we've kept
our distance.
Okay, but is there something you can give us?
A former address? An alias?
He used to go by Simon Richdale.
Other times, it was Ronald Mellor.
That's great. Thank you very much for your time.
Boss.
Eddie.
We're in the machine room, Keffler Corp.
We've got bomb number two.
Captioning sponsored by CBS
11:43 a.m.,
bomb call, robot sending out signal
blocking remote detonation.
SPIKE: We're sending in Babycakes.
Assuming the device is triggered
by a timer, boss, we got 25 minutes
until detonation.
That's also assuming our guy's any good at setting timers.
And that he plans on sticking to the schedule.
Spike, I'm going to come out there and give you a hand.
Forget it.
Rule number one of defusion.
Don't blow stuff up?
Never more than one man downrange.
You know that.
Let's go. Let's keep this moving.
We need to evacuate this building immediately.
Sorry ma'am, we need to keep moving. Let me get this.
Just take a sec. I'm afraid there's no time.
There's no time. We need you to keep moving. Oh, my God!
I didn't get my laptop.
I have to go back for it. It'll only take a minute.
I've got 11 years work on it. Ma'am,
if anything happens, I'm not going to be the one
to tell your family "It was just gonna take a minute."
Let's keep moving.
PARKER: Winnie,
has the lab come back with anything on the TNT?
WINNIE: Just in.
Manufacturer's name is ProCan Chemical.
That's great. Now, let's look into purchases
made by a Ronald Mellor
or a Simon Richdale,
last six months.
Copy that.
I'll red flag large quantities.
No, negative. Not large quantities.
Large quantities is for legitimate
industrial clients.
You're looking for small quantities only.
I knew that.
ED: Building's secure.
Spike's the only remaining
personnel.
SPIKE: And Babycakes.
Don't forget Babycakes.
(mechanical whirring)
Okay, Spike,
read me the tea leaves.
Okay, you see that shadow, top left?
That's looking like a digital clock-- so it is set
to trigger by timer.
Let's set up transport to move this bomb off-site.
We got 21 minutes.
Except you see those two shadows, bottom left?
Those are mercury switches.
Motion sensitive.
Motion very sensitive.
Can't move it.
Going to take human hands not to set it off.
I'm going in.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Spike...
Okay. Okay.
Copy that.
(phone rings) Sarge, we got another call coming through.
I'm patching this one in live.
MALE VOICE: The third bomb will detonate 12:30 p.m.
on the campus of Halliwell Technical College.
The third bomb will detonate 12:30 p.m.
on the campus of.... Okay.
All right, that's 40 minutes from now.
He's picking up the pace. Dividing to conquer.
Jules, you stay here with Spike.
Lou, let's get to the college.
Eddie?
On it.
Lou, get a head start on the scans.
I'll catch up as soon as I can, okay?
LEWIS: Copy that.
(beeping)
You've got to be kidding me.
I got a match.
TNT delivery to a Simon Richdale.
(siren wailing) That's Rafer's alias.
What's the address?
788 Joliet in Parkdale.
ED: Boss, that's close.
Change of plans.
We're going to drop in on Rafer.
He might have answers,
or demands, or something we can use.
Police!
Strategic Response Unit!
Police! Stay where you are!
Show us your hands!
Wordy.
Hands in the air!
Or you'll shoot me?
Rafer Wilcox?
Uh-huh.
ED: Put down the syringe!
Relax.
Nothing in it.
Put it down!
No.
WORDY: Clear upstairs.
You TNT had delivered to this address three weeks ago.
RAFER: That's right.
ED: For what purpose?
To blow stuff up.
Boss, we got a trapdoor.
You're responsible for the bombs?
RAFER: No.
Globalmax Energy Group
and Keffler are responsible for the bombs.
We just put them there.
(coughing)
You sick here, buddy?
What's going on?
It ain't catching.
Hands in the air!
All right. ED: Put it down! Put it down!
Winnie, we need an EMT!
Won't get here in time.
Then you're going to talk fast.
Sarge, we found his maps.
The third bomb is located
at the foot of the Earth Sciences building.
SAM: And he knows what he's doing.
He's planted the bomb at a support column--
it blows, that building comes down.
Copy that. We're seconds away. (siren wailing)
The good news is, it looks like it's the last of three targets.
You said, "We just put them there."
Is this the PLC? No.
The Kominskis took everything we fought for,
spat on it and sold it out
for an ivory tower tenure. Schematics for the bombs?
We just need the schematics for the bombs. I'm running out of time
to make a difference, Just give me the schematics...
so I'm calling the shots now. Okay.
We're getting the message out. Okay.
Okay, you and who else? You and who else?
I can't hear you.
There are lives at stake here!
No, you don't get to lecture me
about human lives, jackboot.
We need to defuse the bombs, please.
How do you defuse the bombs?
I'm not the one to blame Rafer, please.
for collateral damage. Come on. You and who else?
This is... You and who else?
this is what I'm here for. You... okay.
You and who else? You and who else?
You and who else, please?
(gasping)
(exhaling)
(screams)
(siren wailing) He gave himself a heart attack?
He injected himself with air.
Okay, did you get anything out of him, Eddie?
Yeah, he's not working alone.
And he was sick.
SAM: Yeah, his hands were shaking.
Assembling a bomb is precision work.
He'd need someone with steady hands.
Let's tear this place apart.
We look for e-mails, letters,
anything that can help us ID the accomplice.
Let's go.
And, guys, schematics.
Schematics would be great.
PARKER: All right, team.
Our subject, may he rest in peace,
has left us juggling an unidentified
accomplice and two scheduled detonations.
11 minutes to go on the Keffler Corp bomb,
29 minutes to go
on the Halliwell College bomb.
This guy wants to save the world, make a big statement.
"Oh, I know, let's blow up some college students.
That'd be good." It's not just that.
Halliwell College just signed a huge funding deal
with the Lyrium think tank.
The global warming deniers.
PARKER: The way he saw it
they're brainwashing a new generation of climate killers.
Sarge... Halliwell? Lyrium?
Is there anything you don't know?
It's the burden I bear, Wordy. That...
and it was a feature article in the Star last weekend.
Ouch.
Thank you, Constable Callaghan.
How we doing on tracing that battery?
Well, it's a common
brand and a partial bar code,
so I'll keep you posted.
Copy that. Thanks.
Spike, what kind of schematic are we looking for?
Anything showing a circuit and three batteries.
I'm flying blind here.
Half these wires are dummy,
and he's given me three det wires to choose from.
I cut the wrong one, or I even touch a crush wire...
Copy that.
If we run out of time,
I'm going to have to walk away, let it blow.
Copy?
SAM: Copy.
Hey, Inspector.
How you doing? Sergeant.
Our bomb's at the base of that pillar there.
It's under the garbage bags.
Okay, I'll get started on the reckie.
And our evacuation's in progress.
Thank you, Inspector.
JULES: Winnie, any update on that battery?
I've traced the serial number and the expiry date
to a Bulk Club outlet in Mississauga.
A lot shipped two weeks ago.
That's great. Bulk Club works by membership.
I've checked the membership records.
There's no Rafer Wilcox or any of his aliases.
Well, it's his accomplice that we're looking for.
Can you upload the Bulk Club security feed to me, please?
I'm on it.
(indistinct shouting)
SPIKE: Lou, we're looking for anyone
or anything that looks out of place.
Any sign of a pull-wire near the device? LEWIS: Okay.
It's hidden by garbage bags, but there's nothing extending out.
OFFICER: Let's go! Let's go! Let's go!
I don't see anything.
How we doing, Wordy?
Not great.
Our pal Rafer was pretty fond of his paper shredder.
Spike, good news.
Got schematics for all three bombs,
including one with three batteries.
Samtastic! Upload me a photo, would ya?
One minute.
Clock's running down, Spike.
How you doing? Boss.
We got the schematics. Let me get a head start.
No, no, no, I'll be there. I'm nearly done here.
Spike, I've seen you
do it, okay? I can handle a pair of cutters.
Copy that. We're gonna lose people here.
Okay. Go.
Going downrange.
Okay, I'm on scene, Spike.
Okay, Lou, you said three garbage bags?
Anything rigged if they move?
Okay...
no visible booby traps, no wiring.
Okay, that's good.
So you get those garbage bags out of the way, okay?
Take it real slow.
Make sure they don't touch the device.
Okay, I have 360 access to the device.
It's a shaped charge, Spike.
It's big, man.
(loud click)
Guys...
What is it?
Lou?
I think I just stepped on a land mine.
PARKER: Come again, Lou?
I stepped on a land mine.
How do you know that?
Heard the click.
I can feel the trigger spikes through my boot.
Okay, Lou, the important thing is just stay calm.
I'm calm.
Okay? Yeah?
Yeah, I'm good, boss.
Okay, you just make sure...
I'm not moving.
All right, good, you just relax.
Lou, don't even
shift your weight, okay?
No decrease
in pressure. Okay, I got you, Spike.
PARKER: Spike... I'm gonna get this thing nailed,
and then I'm on my way.
I'm gonna get you out, buddy, okay?
I'm gonna get you out.
Spike, you just stay focused, okay?
We're all good here.
Boss, how much time we got left on this bomb?
We got, uh, we got...
(siren whoops) we got time, Lou.
(dialing phone)
(line ringing)
PARKER: Eddie, go to channel four.
What do you think we're looking at?
I don't know.
He heard a click, no visible wires.
If it's a magnet or vibration trigger,
it would have already gone off.
But is there any way of knowing what he's standing on?
Sam?
Could be a blast mine, bounding, frag.
Guys, if he stepped on one of those...
it's over.
All right, I got uniforms containing the square.
All communications is now on channel four.
I'll keep Lou on channel three.
It's important to keep him calm
and let the rest of the team know, Winnie.
Copy that.
JULES: Sarge, I think I have something.
Battery purchase matching the barcode six days ago.
It's not Rafer. It's a female.
I got a feeling.
Okay. I need more than a feeling here, Jules.
Okay, hang on.
11:02 a.m. Member number 0763827.
Vanessa Kominski.
Nice. JULES: Wait.
Okay, it's her card,
but it's their daughter.
It's Sara Kominski.
Okay, we're going to need that photo.
Send it out to everyone, Jules.
On its way.
Hey, Winnie, let's send a team to the Kominskis'.
See if Sara's there and I want her parents here, too.
On our way.
If we find Sara, maybe we find a way out of this for Lou.
Sam, it's getting a little delicate here.
I'm going to need both my hands, okay?
Can you talk me through?
He hasn't color coded his wires.
He soldered hundreds of them together.
The guy has a death wish.
Had a death wish.
Okay...
on the right side of the resistor, third battery,
I'm looking at a Y-circuit, all right?
Three wires. Is one of them marked?
You're looking north? Yeah.
Okay, east wire of the Y, it looks like it grounds out.
Yeah?
It doesn't. That's the one you want.
It's the only one connected to the active detonator
on the third battery.
Unless that's what he wants you to think.
You mean, he leaves a phony schematic lying around?
He might. He didn't look too surprised to see us.
WORDY: He may have been expecting company. Spike?
Doesn't matter. It's done.
All right.
Bomb needs to be contained and disposed.
Sam, send me a preview of that college bomb.
Lou, buddy, I'm on my way.
No one's talking to me.
Who would want to talk to you?
You guys switched channels.
That's because you're always driving us nuts.
You with the talking, talking, talking.
I can do it, Spike.
No. We're close.
We're not that close, Spike.
Lou, you take your weight off that trigger,
it's going to blow.
Isn't the job about risk?
Huh?
That's why we're here, right?
Lou!
LEWIS: Isn't it about saving lives, Spike?
Come on.
Come on, Spike. Talk me through.
Talk me through, Spike. Come on.
Let him do it, Spike.
You got a kit?
Yeah.
Okay, Lou.
Don't touch the detonator, okay?
He's got three layers of countermeasures
and we are going to disable them in reverse order.
(siren wailing)
Inspector.
There are people in there. What's going on?
I got every available uniform here.
What about those guys?
Hey! I need you to clear that building.
There are live bombs here!
(clamoring)
Yeah, I got it.
SPIKE: Upper right corner.
See the battery? Yeah.
Use that as your orientation point, okay?
Okay.
We're calling that north, you got it?
Okay, I got it. You sure?
I got it. SPIKE: Yeah?
'Cause it wouldn't be the first time you took a left
when I told you to take a right.
(chuckles)
Eddie, how far are you?
ED: We're here.
I got her. Sara Kominski. Light purple sweater.
(siren wailing)
(tires screech)
We're here, buddy. I can see you.
Okay, let's count them up now.
How many you cut?
Six.
Oh, that's good. You only got one more, okay?
Just the one. How you holding up?
Cool as ice.
Yeah?
Yeah.
Three minutes.
You good to go?
Legs a little shaky.
You need a sec?
Is the perimeter cleared?
It's sealed. The building's evacuated.
We're three minutes away.
Eddie?
We got her, boss. Don't-Don't move.
Get off me, jackboots.
Sara, that's not very nice.
Mr. Kominski.
Sara and Rafer have any history?
There's no way my daughter is involved.
She bought the batteries
that triggered these bombs, sir.
She was Rafer's accomplice.
There's a mistake.
No, sir, there was no mistake.
We hardly see him. How could he have dragged her into this?
Last time we saw him, he drove by the office
out of the blue.
About two years ago. He hadn't seen Sara since she was a kid.
RAFER: For ten years, they're killing a river,
poisoning an entire community.
Yeah, because nobody does anything.
One night is all it took.
Morning, Rafer.
Morning, Professors.
Just filling in your offspring here on the good ol' days.
SHELDON: Sara, don't you have class?
Dad...
Sara.
VANESSA: That son of a bitch.
Well, Rafer Wilcox took his own life a half hour ago.
Boss, 60 seconds.
Get behind the truck. Spike!
Move 'em back.
STAINTON: Building's not clear. PARKER: What?
We've got kids on the roof somewhere. We just found them.
Building's not clear.
Come on, Inspector. Do it fast.
Right side of the relay, a Y-circuit, three wires.
Yeah.
East wire, east of the Y,
where it splits. You got it?
(sighs)
That's east. That's your det wire.
Okay.
No wrong turns, right, buddy?
No wrong turns.
It's done.
(sighs)
Inspector, bomb's defused.
The land mine's not.
VANESSA: Sara!
SARA: All right, here it comes.
Is it true? You and Rafer? Yeah, it is.
So lock me up.
You know, you weren't so scared of jail yourselves
when there was important work to do.
All right, I've had enough of this.
Land mines, Sara. Tell me about them.
What? Land mines?
Don't play dumb.
No, I swear, we would never do land mines.
Property damage only. That's why we gave advance warning.
Oh-oh, my God. Rafer.
Uh, we set the bombs last night about 3:00 a.m.,
and then he insisted that I go home.
ED: He didn't set those
bombs himself with his unsteady hands. Come on, Sara.
Land mines are totally safe to handle until they're armed.
Get her out of here.
SPIKE: Lou, you feel that trigger under your foot?
Yeah.
SPIKE: Okay, what does it feel like,
flat, a spike, or a bunch of spikes?
It's a bunch of spikes.
Gotcha. What are you doing?
These mines are plastic-- a metal detector won't work.
I'm going to use a ground penetrating radar.
Spike, GPR is not...
You got something better in your backpack?
Spike, it's a land mine.
He is on the trigger.
Now, even if you make your way...
(switching radio frequency)
SPIKE: I'm going to get him out.
Spike, stay where you are.
Lou, buddy, what are you doing?
Hey, Lou, you found us, huh?
You guys got to find a better hiding place than channel four.
Coming out there, Lou. No, you can't have
two men downrange, Spike.
Oh, what's the fifth rule, Lou?
Fifth rule is break the rules when you have to.
He's not wrong.
This job's about what?
Yeah. Saving lives.
(sighs)
Following your footsteps, buddy.
(beeping)
Oh, got one.
How we doing, buddy?
I'm good.
I hope you're taking advantage of the downtime.
Yeah, I'm just hanging out.
(beeping)
Ah, another one.
(beeping) There's another one.
(beeping, Spike sighs)
This guy was busy.
Okay, we're clear.
What took you so long, man?
Traffic.
You know how it is.
(helicopter flying overhead)
What are you doing?
I'm going to see if he booby-trapped the booby trap.
Keep your foot still, okay?
Yeah.
Yep, there it is.
Okay.
Here we go.
Let's see what we're looking at.
WORDY: Hey! Hey!
Move them back!
This is still a contained situation!
Spike, what do you see?
What have we got, Spike?
Spike?
It's a bounding mine.
It's a CR38.
I think you should just get out of here, Spike.
Doesn't change a thing, man. Not a single thing.
Spike, we got to strategize here.
Nothing to strategize.
I'm going to defuse a land mine and Lou's going to walk away.
Defuse it how?
I'm going to excavate around the mine
and then I'm going to render it safe.
Spike... Shut up.
I'm getting you put of here. We're all going home today.
(turns off radio)
You've seen these in the field?
Yeah. They're Russian.
Igniter sets off a propelling charge,
it fires a mine a meter in the air.
That ignites the main charge.
What if we get a shield out there?
It's not going to do any good.
CR38 is antitank.
Can Spike defuse it?
Sam?
It's a 38.
Maybe he can re-pin it.
Land mines, man.
You don't mess with land mines.
It'll take two men down instead of one.
If anybody can do it, it's Spike.
If I were Sarge, I'd give him a direct order.
Well, if I was Spike,
I'd pretend I didn't hear that order.
Almost there, buddy.
Almost there.
You know what I'm looking for?
A little hole.
These mines, they come with a safety.
If I...
With a little luck, I can re-pin the hole.
First rule of tactics: Never rely on luck.
Did you say something?
Okay, hello.
There you are.
You got it?
PARKER: Status report. Spike?
He glued it.
He glued the hole.
I can't even touch it.
Uh-uh.
No.
No. Come on. We gotta think of something.
We dissolve it with acid.
Freeze it with liquid nitrogen?
Only works on electronics. The mine's mechanical.
PARKER: Sam?
You got to pull Spike out of there, boss.
How many shields we got in the truck?
Won't do any good.
Hold your foot still, okay?
I'm just going to restabilize.
Okay.
I know there's a way.
There's always a way.
Course there is.
Okay, he sealed down the safety with glue.
I could lock down the spikes down with glue.
Unless... You remember in Ocho Rios?
Uncle Rodney, Bonnie and her kids
took us to that jump-up?
Yeah, yeah. That was good.
Okay, neodymium magnet.
We'll place it underneath.
We'll lock down all the moving parts.
Bridget and her friend...
Rum and ginger beer by the beach.
Lou, you mind? I'm thinking.
Always feels good in the ocean, man.
You're rocked by the waves.
Like you're going full circle, you know?
Back to being a baby again.
Water's just rocking you.
Water. We'll do a weight transfer.
It probably could work.
We run water into... into a container.
A gallon of water is what? Is eight pounds, right?
Spike, you know what you should do?
What? You should call up Bridget.
What are you talking about?
There's a game on tonight, right?
She loves baseball. You should call her up.
You should take her out.
We transfer the weight. It's a good shot.
It's the best shot we... It's a good shot.
Spike. I'm not leaving you.
Okay.
Okay. Water. We'll do it.
Okay.
But first you got to get the explosives
from the first bomb out of range.
No, no, no. It's defused. You cut the detonator.
Spike, the mine goes off, it triggers the TNT in there
and we bring the building down.
Okay?
We just got to play it safe.
That's a good thought.
I have my moments.
Don't go anywhere.
I'm going to see you in a bit, okay?
It's not going to work.
You don't know that.
Actually, I think I do know about that. Radios off.
Sam, How do you know that?
That's the trigger. That's his foot.
You're not getting anything in between there
without a decrease in pressure.
No offense, but you know that for sure?
I've dealt with mines in the field.
So, you know everything that there is to know.
I didn't say that. Easy, easy, guys.
Sam, is Spike's plan going to work?
The chances are not good. Okay, so you don't know.
I know physics. Oh, and I don't?
What does that mean? What I know is that it is
a long shot at best. A long shot is still a shot.
Greg, we're talking about two lives here.
WORDY: Let's give Spike a chance.
You want to see two guys get blown up
by giving Spike a chance?
Okay. Spike, Spike, maybe we should
slow this thing down. No, no, boss.
There's no time. PARKER: Spike...
Spike...
I'm coming back to the truck, okay?
We're going to need something flat, like a shield.
Somebody grab a shield.
We can't let him go back out there.
He's made up his mind.
He's emotional. He's panicking. He is not thinking straight.
And you are?
I'm just... I'm saying he can't make that decision.
We cannot let him.
He's given us an option. It's not an option.
Lou's leg is shaking, his muscles are going to spasm,
and when that happens... Sam.
You got to make the call.
I'm not going to be the one to hold him back
from saving a friend.
And I'm not going to lose them both.
So, what are we going to do, just wait for Lou to get tired?
What's the option here, Greg? You tell me.
(phone beeps on)
Dad. Mom there?
Oh, yeah?
No.
I just wanted to say I love you guys.
No, no.
Everything's good. I'm just, uh...
I'm just at work.
Just, um...
tell her I called, okay?
Just, um...
tell her I was thinking about her, okay?
All right.
(phone beeps off)
SPIKE: Why are you all just standing there? Let's go.
I said we need a shield. We need water.
Okay? We're going to do a weight transfer!
Spike?
Yeah, buddy? Lou?!
It's going to be okay.
SPIKE: Lou?
(explosion booming)
(explosion echoes)
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