ED: OKAY, LOSER BUYS THE COFFEE.
SAM: YOU'RE ON.
ED: ALL RIGHT.
(GUNS CLICK)
(BOOMING GUNSHOT)
SAM: ONE.
(BOOMING GUNSHOT)
ED: ONE.
(BOOMING GUNSHOT)
SAM: TWO.
ED: YOU REMEMBER HOW I TAKE MY COFFEE, RIGHT?
(BOOMING GUNSHOT)
TWO.
(GUN CLICKS)
(BOOMING GUNSHOT)
AGH!
ED: (HEART POUNDS)
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
(BOOMING GUNSHOT)
(WET SPLASH)
(GASPS)
SAM: NICE SHOT!
(ECHOING GUNSHOT)
SAM: YOU OKAY?
ED: YEAH, I JUST...
I JUST COULDN'T GET MY BREATH THERE.
SAM: THAT'S 'CAUSE YOU SHOT IN THAT WIND.
ED: OKAY, SO COFFEE.
SAM: YEAH, DOUBLE-DOUBLE, YOU BET.
(OVERLAPPING SOUND OF DOGS BARKING)
(CELL PHONE RINGS)
(SOUND OF MULTIPLE CELL PHONES RINGING)
MAN: (SHALLOW, UNEVEN BREATHS)
MAN'S ECHOING VOICE: YOU ARE VALUABLE TO ME OUT HERE,
AND YOU WOULDN'T WANNA KNOW WHAT HAPPENS
IF YOU TALK TO THE POLICE ABOUT THIS CONVERSATION.
(DISTORTED SOUND OF CHILDREN CRYING)
ECHOING FEMALE VOICE: (LOUD GASP)
MAN: (ERRATIC BREATHING, WHIMPERS PANICKED)
(FLAME CATCHES, FIRE ROARS AND CRACKLES)
(DISTORTED SOUND OF POLICE SIRENS)
(DISTORTED SOUNDS OF LIQUID POURING)
(PANICKED GASPS)
(DISTORTED KNOCKING SOUNDS)
(SOUND OF MULTIPLE CELL PHONES RINGING)
(GASPING FOR AIR)
ECHOING MALE VOICE: I KNOW LAINIE SUMMERS.
IF YOU EVER WANNA SEE HER AGAIN...
WOMAN'S ECHOING VOICE: (LAUGHS) OH, ELLIOT!
(KEYBOARD KEYS CLICK, ELECTRONIC BEEPS)
THIS IS A MESSAGE FOR LAINIE SUMMERS.
LAINIE... (TEARFUL SNIFF)
BY THE TIME YOU SEE THIS...
UM, I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY. I'M SORRY?
BUT I WANTED TO THANK YOU FOR BEING SO PATIENT WITH ME
AND SUCH A GOOD FRIEND...
BUT I CAN'T HANDLE THIS.
MAN'S ECHOING VOICE: I'M SURE YOU WOULDN'T WANT TO SEE HER GET HURT.
ALL I CAN TELL YOU IS THERE'S NO OTHER WAY.
I KNOW YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN UNDERSTAND
WHY I HAVE TO DO THIS.
(TEARFUL) I'M SO SORRY, LAINIE.
(DOOR OPENS)
LAINIE: HI, HOW ARE YOU?
MAN: GOOD.
LAINIE: ARE WE GOOD FOR TODAY?
MAN: YES, YES, I HAVE THE RESULTS...
(CAMERA CLICKS, BEEPS)
(PHONE KEYS BEEP)
(ELECTRONIC BEEP)
AARON: (QUIETLY) NOT A SOUND. YOU SEE THE GUN?
YOU'LL BE SHOT IF YOU TRY ANYTHING.
ARE WE CLEAR?
I'LL GIVE YOU INSTRUCTIONS AS WE GO.
WALK!
PARKER: SO, SAM SAID THAT, UH,
YOU WENT TO YOUR DAD'S PLACE THIS MORNING,
HAD A LITTLE ROUND OF "GOLF"?
ED: YEAH.
YEAH, HE SAID YOU MADE A PRETTY SWEET SHOT.
THE WIND WAS AT, WHAT, FORTY WITH A THREE O'CLOCK CROSSWIND?
YOU MAKE A SHOT LIKE THAT, USUALLY WE CAN'T SHUT YOU UP.
ED: GREG, THERE'S NO STORY HERE, ALL RIGHT?
IT WAS A DAMN GOLF BALL.
PARKER: COME ON, EDDIE. COME ON, WHAT'S GOIN' ON?
WINNIE: 911, WHAT IS YOUR EMERGENCY?
CARLA: THERE'S A MAN TRYING TO BREAK IN ACROSS THE STREET.
23 DITTMAR.
(SHATTERING CRASH)
HE'S GOING IN.
OH MY GOD, HE'S GOT A GUN!
(HOT CALL KLAXON BLARES) TEAM, 911 ON A POSSIBLE HOME INVASION.
23 DITTMAR.
CONFIRMED - ONE ARMED SUBJECT.
ED: WINNIE, WE'RE ON IT. (KLAXON WAILS)
AARON: ALL THE WAY TO THE END.
LAINIE: (BREATHES RAPIDLY)
SECURITY GUARD: (LAUGHS)
NO, IT TURNED OUT TO BE SOME STUDENTS
JUST PLAYING A PRANK.
YEAH, I GAVE THEM A WARNING.
(LAINIE SHOUTS, PUNCHES, AARON GRUNTS IN PAIN)
LAINIE: (SHRIEKS) HELP!
HELP!
SECURITY GUARD: CODE WHITE! I NEED BACKUP!
WINNIE: TEAM ONE, WE GOT ANOTHER HOT CALL.
ATTEMPTED ABDUCTION, U OF T.
(ALARM SOUNDS) I CAN RE-UP TEAM TWO.
YEAH, HOLD OFF ON THAT, WINNIE.
SAM, SPIKE, WHAT'S YOUR POSITION?
WE'RE ALMOST AT THE HOUSE.
SPIKE: WE'RE JUST ARRIVING, BOSS.
ALL RIGHT, YOU STAY ON IT.
WINNIE, WE'LL TAKE THE UNIVERSITY CALL.
KEEP TEAM TWO ON STANDBY.
WINNIE: COPY.
(SIREN WAILS)
HE JUMPED IN A CAR. HE WENT THAT WAY!
LEAH: WHAT KIND OF CAR? CARLA: I DON' KNOW.
WHITE, A REGULAR CAR.
SPIKE: YOU SEE A LICENSE PLATE? CAN YOU DESCRIBE HIM?
CARLA: UM, A WHITE GUY IN A SUIT.
SPIKE: WHITE CAR, NO PLATES.
THAT'S NOT A LOT TO GO ON.
HE'S LONG GONE. LET'S CHECK THE HOUSE.
SAM: MA'AM, ANY SHOTS FIRED?
UM, WHEN HE CAME OUT OF THE HOUSE,
HE WENT TO THE GARAGE, AND THEN IT WOULDN'T OPEN
SO HE SCREWED, UM, A -
WHAT DO YOU CALL IT? - A SILENCER ON THE GUN,
AND THEN HE STARTED SHOOTING AT THE LOCK.
WHO LIVES HERE?
A SINGLE GUY, EVAN... NO, ELLIOT.
WE HARDLY KNOW HIM.
HE'S SUPER-QUIET AND HE KEEPS TO HIMSELF.
JULES: SAM, THERE'S A CAR RUNNING IN HERE!
WAIT HERE.
WINNIE, CALL AN AMBULANCE AND FIND OUT WHO LIVES HERE!
WINNIE: COPY.
JULES: ELLIOT, ARE YOU IN THERE?!
(SHALLOW BREATHING)
JULES: ELLIOT, CAN YOU HEAR ME?
(HANDLE BANGS)
JULES: ELLIOT?! LEAH: ALL CLEAR!
JULES: BULLET DAMAGED THE LOCK.
SAM: MA'AM, DO THESE GARAGES HAVE INSIDE DOORS?
NO.
SAM: LET'S GRAB THE HALLIGANS.
WINNIE: OKAY, EMS IS ON ITS WAY.
HOMEOWNER'S NAME IS ELLIOT THAINE.
HE'S A SELF-EMPLOYED ACCOUNTANT.
THIS IS JULES CALLAGHAN, I'M WITH THE POLICE!
WE'RE HERE TO HELP!
YOU'RE GONNA BE OKAY!
(LABOURED BREATHING)
WE'RE GONNA GET THIS DOOR OPEN!
GUYS, THIS PLACE IS LIKE A BLANK SLATE.
NO COLOUR, NO BOOKS,
NOTHING ON THE WALLS, NO PHOTOS.
HANG ON.
THINK I GOT SOMETHING.
(ELECTRONIC BEEP)
THE MAN WHO BROKE IN, DID YOU EVER SEEN HIM BEFORE?
NO, HE LOOKED LEGIT.
I MEAN, HE WAS WEARING A SUIT,
BUT I'VE NEVER SEEN A VISITOR THERE BEFORE.
LAINIE: YEAH.
HOLD ON.
PARKER: YOU THE ONE THAT WAS ATTACKED?
LAINIE SUMMERS
SERGEANT PARKER, OFFICER LANE.
THE MAN HAD A GUN?
LAINIE: YEAH. SECURITY GUARD: I GOT CLOSE,
BUT HE GOT INTO A CROWD OF STUDENTS.
HE'S GONE.
EITHER OF YOU GET A LOOK AT HIM?
LAINIE: DARK HAIR, MAYBE SIX FOOT, DARK CLOTHES.
ED: ANY IDEA WHERE HE WAS TAKING YOU?
LAINIE: NO, I GOT- I GOT LUCKY. I SAW THE GUARD.
SECURITY GUARD: SHE DECKED HIM, YOU KNOW, I JUMPED IN...
LAINIE: SOME OF THE KIDS HELPED TOO. I JUST... I DON'T KNOW.
HE DIDN'T LIKE THE ODDS. HE JUST TOOK OFF.
PARKER: OKAY, WINNIE, WE NEED UNI'S ON CAMPUS.
SWEEP GEORGE STREET, THE QUAD...
WINNIE: COPY.
ED: WANNA GIVE ME HAND WITH THAT?
PARKER: MISS SUMMERS...
DOCTOR SUMMERS. LAINIE'S FINE.
LAINIE, ANY IDEA WHY SOMEONE WOULD TRY TO ABDUCT YOU
IN BROAD DAYLIGHT?
NO, I HAVE NO IDEA.
(WOOD CRACKS LOUDLY, DOOR CLATTERS UP)
LEAH: IT'S OKAY, ELLIOT, WE GOT YA.
ELLIOT: NO...
(SIREN WAILS)
EMT: HOW LONG HAS HE BEEN EXPOSED?
SAM: MINIMUM TEN MINUTES.
EMT: HE NEEDS OXYGEN, NON-RE-BREATHER MASK.
JULES: ALL RIGHT, ELLIOT, YOU'RE GONNA BE OKAY?
EMT: WE NEED TO GET HIM TO THE HOSPITAL, RUN TESTS.
THAT'S A SERIOUS AMOUNT OF CARBON MONOXIDE.
JULES: WINNIE, CALL 52,
GET A DETECTIVE TO THE HOSPITAL.
WE NEED TO QUESTION HIM WHEN HE PULLS THROUGH.
COPY.
SPIKE: BOSS, YOUR ATTEMPTED ABDUCTION, HER NAME'S LAINIE SUMMERS?
PARKER: YES, SPIKE, WE'RE WITH HER NOW.
SPIKE: ELLIOT THAINE LEFT A SUICIDE MESSAGE ON HIS COMPUTER
AND IT WAS FOR HER. (ELECTRONIC BEEP)
THIS MESSAGE IS FOR LAINIE SUMMERS.
SPIKE: HE'S APOLOGIZING. HE'S VISIBLY STRESSED.
HE'S UPSET, SAYING GOODBYE.
THERE'S JUST NO OTHER WAY,
AND I HOPE YOU CAN UNDERSTAND.
I'M SORRY, LAINIE.
LAINIE, YOU KNOW AN ELLIOT THAINE?
ELLIOT? YEAH, OF COURSE.
WINNIE: TEAM ONE, WE HAVE A HIJACKED AMBULANCE,
LANSDOWNE AND DUPONT.
LANSDOWNE AND DUPONT? YOU'RE KIDDING ME.
THAT'S JUST AROUND THE CORNER!
TWO GUNMEN. (KEYBOARD KEYS CLACK)
IS ONE OF THEM IN A SUIT?
LEFT THE ATTENDANTS ON THE SIDE OF THE ROAD
AND TOOK OFF WITH THE PATIENT.
SAM: IT'S GOTTA BE HIM.
ELLIOT THAINE.
WINNIE: YUP.
ED: SAM, FIND THAT AMBULANCE. SAM: COPY.
HOW DO YOU KNOW ELLIOT?
I'M A NEUROSCIENTIST.
ELLIOT IS A RESEARCH SUBJECT OF MINE.
HE'S... HE'S A FRIEND.
WHY WERE YOU STUDYING HIM?
ELLIOT, IS...
HE'S ONE OF A KIND.
HE HAS A RARE KIND OF HYPERMNESIA.
HE HAS EXCEPTIONAL MEMORY?
LAINIE: MORE THAN EXCEPTIONAL, IT'S PERFECT.
LIMITLESS.
LIKE I SAID, HE'S...
HE'S ONE OF A KIND.
(SIREN WAILS)
JULES: (ECHOING) ELLIOT, ARE YOU IN THERE?!
LEAH: (ECHOING) IT'S OKAY, ELLIOT. WE GOT YA!
JULES: (ECHOING) ELLIOT, CAN YOU HEAR ME?!
EMT: WE NEED TO GET HIM TO THE HOSPITAL, RUN TESTS.
THAT'S A SERIOUS AMOUNT OF CARBON MONOXIDE.
JULES: (ECHOING) ELLIOT!
(SHOCKED GASPS)
(SIREN WAILS)
ELLIOT, WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?
¶¶¶
WINNIE: OKAY, TEAM, THE AMBULANCE IS HEADING SOUTH ON LANSDOWNE.
I'VE GOT TRANSIT AND TAXIS IN ON THE APB,
BUT THE AMBULANCE IS RUNNING LIGHTS AND SIRENS.
COPY.
MAN: ARE WE CLEAR?
GOOD.
YOU SEE, NOTHING'S GONNA HAPPEN TO HER
AS LONG AS YOU DON'T DISAPPOINT ME.
(NERVOUS INHALE)
(ELECTRONIC BEEP)
(ELECTRONIC BEEP, PHONE RINGS)
ALL RIGHT, WE'RE GOOD. JUST MAKE SURE YOU STAND-
AARON: WE DON'T HAVE HER. THERE WERE COMPLICATIONS.
YEAH, WELL, ISN'T THAT A SHAME.
I DON'T THINK IT'S GONNA MAKE MUCH OF A DIFFERENCE.
WINNIE: GUYS, LAKESHORE AND JAMISON,
THE AMBULANCE IS STOPPED AT THE INTERSECTION.
ALL RIGHT, WINNIE, LOCK OFF THE TRAFFIC.
LAINIE: HE TRIED TO KILL HIMSELF?
PARKER: YEAH, I'M SORRY. WE KNOW THAT'S HARD TO HEAR,
BUT MAYBE YOU CAN HELP US UNDERSTAND WHY.
ED: AND WHY SOMEONE WOULD WANNA TAKE HIM.
LAINIE: (SIGHS)
ONE OF THE FIRST TESTS OF HIS MEMORY, I...
I GAVE HIM THESE PAGES.
MA-NA-BA-FA...
LAINIE: MEANINGLESS RANDOM SYLLABLES, FOUR PAGES OF THEM.
I READ THEM TO HIM AND HE RECITED THEM BACK.
THAT WAS THREE YEARS AGO.
LAST WEEK I ASKED HIM
IF HE STILL REMEMBERED THE SYLLABLES.
AND HE DID?
LAINIE: YUP. ALSO THE WEATHER THAT DAY,
WHAT HE'D HAD FOR BREAKFAST,
THAT WE DRANK GINGER TEA
AND I WAS A WEARING A PEACH-COLOURED SHIRT.
THAT'S HIM.
PARKER: THAT'S QUITE A GIFT.
NOT THE WAY HE SEES IT.
OUR BRAINS ARE CONDITIONED TO FORGET SELECTIVELY.
WE FORGET PHYSICAL PAIN, TRAUMA.
IT'S HOW WE COPE.
WE ALL TAKE THAT FOR GRANTED, BUT...
ELLIOT DOESN'T HAVE THAT LUXURY.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN?
HE LIVES WITH CONSTANT FLASHES OF INTRUSIVE MEMORY.
THEY FILL EVERY SECOND OF HIS DAY.
THEY CAN COME AT ANY TIME.
HE HEARS A CAR HONK;
IT DOESN'T JUST REMIND HIM OF ONE CAR,
IT REMINDS HIM OF EVERY CAR HE'S EVER SEEN.
THEY ALL POP INTO HIS HEAD AND THEY'RE ALL HONKING.
THAT'S WHY HIS HOME IS NEARLY EMPTY -
THE BLANK WALLS -
SO HE AVOIDS TOO MUCH STIMULATION?
HE STAYS AWAY FROM SMELLS, SOUNDS, BRIGHT COLOURS...
PEOPLE.
HE WON'T EVEN OPEN HIS BLINDS AT HOME.
HE'S TRIED EVERYTHING: MEDICATION,
MEDITATION, HYPNOTHERAPY.
HE CAN'T CONTROL WHAT HE REMEMBERS
OR WHAT HE SEES.
ED: SO THESE MEMORIES ARE TRIGGERED BY RANDOM, ORDINARY THINGS?
LAINIE: YUP.
HE HAD A HARD CHILDHOOD.
YEAH, HE FACED A LOT OF LOSS,
AND EVERYTHING HE'S LIVED THROUGH,
IT'S WITH HIM FROM THE MOMENT HE OPENS HIS EYES
UNTIL WHEN HE GOES BACK TO SLEEP.
ALL HE WANTS IS A LITTLE PEACE.
PARKER: IS THAT WHY HE'S SUICIDAL?
I KNEW THAT ELLIOT WAS STRUGGLING WITH DEPRESSION,
I JUST... I DIDN'T REALIZE HOW SERIOUS IT WAS
UNTIL A COUPLE DAYS AGO.
LAINIE: TEQUILA? SERIOUSLY?
ELLIOT: YEAH, I READ THAT IF YOU HAVE ENOUGH
YOU GET A LITTLE NUMB, YOU DON'T FEEL SO MUCH.
PLAY YOUR CARDS RIGHT, YOU MIGHT EVEN BLACK OUT.
ELL, YOU'RE 30-YEARS-OLD
AND YOU'VE NEVER TRIED TEQUILA?
WHY? HAVE YOU?
OH JEEZ.
(LAUGHS) YEAH?
LAINIE: THERE WAS A PARTY. I WAS ABOUT 18-YEARS-OLD.
MY PARENTS WERE OUT OF TOWN.
IT INVOLVED ME CLIMBING UP ONTO THE BABY GRAND
AND SINGING SHOW TUNES.
(ELLIOT LAUGHS)
VERY LOUD.
IT WAS GREAT UNTIL THE PIANO COVER CRACKED
AND I GOT GROUNDED FOR SIX MONTHS.
I WISH I COULD HAVE SEEN THAT.
NO, YOU DON'T. (CHUCKLES)
WHEN I HEARD HOW MUCH HE WAS HURTING...
I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO, YOU KNOW?
I'M...
I'M NOT A THERAPIST, I'M A RESEARCHER.
SO THIS WAS LAST NIGHT, AND WHAT HAPPENED?
WELL, AT FIRST, I THOUGHT IT WAS WORKING,
EVERYTHING SORT OF SLOWED DOWN.
I DIDN'T "SEE" SO MUCH,
AND THEN THE WHOLE ROOM STARTS SPINNING AND TIPPING
AND I GOT SICK,
AND THE TASTE AND THE SMELL AND...
AND NOW THAT'S LOCKED IN.
IT'S ANOTHER THING LOCKED IN.
IT'S SO STUPID, LAINIE!
I'M SICK,
I'M IN PAIN, I NEED TREATMENT,
AND THERE ISN'T ANY AND THERE NEVER WILL BE...
AND THERE'S NOWHERE SAFE FOR ME,
NOT EVEN AT HOME.
LAINIE: I'M A FRIEND...
AND I SHOULD'VE BEEN THERE FOR HIM.
LAINIE, DON'T BLAME YOURSELF.
HE MAY BE SUICIDAL,
BUT SOMETHING ELSE TIPPED HIM
OVER THE EDGE TODAY.
SAM: WE'RE APPROACHING THE AMBULANCE.
ED: COPY THAT.
(SIREN WAILS)
WHY WOULD THEY JUST STOP?
JULES: THIS IS THE POLICE STRATEGIC RESPONSE UNIT!
THROW YOUR WEAPONS OUT OF THE VEHICLE
AND STEP OUT WITH YOUR HANDS WHERE WE CAN SEE THEM!
LET'S MOVE IN.
JULES: THIS IS THE POLICE! COME OUT RIGHT NOW!
SAM: (QUIETLY) ON THREE, TWO, ONE.
NO ONE'S IN THERE, ED.
ELLIOT'S NOT IN THE AMBULANCE?
JULES: NO, THEY LEFT IT AS A DISTRACTION TO STALL US.
ELLIOT'S LONG GONE.
PARKER: OKAY, LET'S BREAK THIS DOWN.
WHO BREAKS INTO A HOUSE,
CARJACKS AN AMBULANCE IN BROAD DAYLIGHT -
GO TO ALL THIS TROUBLE
JUST TO GET THEIR HANDS ON A...
ON A HUMAN CAMERA?
ELLIOT DREW THE ROSETTA STONE?
LAINIE: HE SAW IT AT THE BRITISH MUSEUM WHEN HE WAS EIGHT.
HE DREW IT FROM MEMORY WHEN I MET HIM.
THAT'S ANCIENT EGYPTIAN, DEMOTIC SCRIPT, ANCIENT GREEK.
IT'S A FLAWLESS REPLICA.
PARKER: SO ELLIOT REMEMBERS WORDS, NUMBERS, PATTERNS...
LAINIE: EVERYTHING.
EVEN IN LANGUAGES HE DOESN'T UNDERSTAND.
SO YOU COULD SEND HIM SOMEWHERE
AND HE COULD ABSORB INFORMATION UNDETECTED,
SOMEWHERE YOU COULDN'T BRING A CAMERA.
PARKER: YOU SAID HE WAS RECLUSIVE.
WHO ELSE WOULD KNOW HE COULD DO THIS?
OH, WE DID AN INTERVIEW ON "ENQUIRING MINDS,"
THE TV NEWS MAGAZINE.
THEY FEATURED THIS DRAWING. I MEAN, IT COULD BE ANYONE.
JAY: HEY, YOU LOOK GOOD, ELLIOT,
BUT TODAY YOUR NAME IS GREGORY COOK, OKAY?
NOW, LIKE I SAID,
THEY'RE GONNA SHOW US THE SECURITY ROOM, OKAY?
I NEED YOU TO STUDY THE FLOORPLANS
AND MAKE SURE THAT THEY MATCH THE CAMERA ANGLES.
ALSO, WE'RE GONNA...
WOMAN'S ECHOING VOICE: ELLIOT, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
...THE TARGET, WORK FAST...
MAN'S ECHOING VOICE: YOU ARE VERY VALUABLE TO ME, ELLIOT...
(MAN ANSWERS PHONE)
MAN'S ECHOING VOICE: AND YOU WOULDN'T WANNA KNOW WHAT HAPPENS
IF YOU TALK TO THE POLICE ABOUT THIS CONVERSATION.
WOMAN'S ECHOING VOICE: YOU NEED TO LISTEN TO ME RIGHT NOW.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
I CAN'T. I DON'T THINK I CAN-
HEY, HEY!
YOU CAN, ELLIOT.
YOU CAN, OKAY?
COME ON, OKAY?
LOOKS LIKE THEY WERE TOO BUSY TO DISENGAGE THE CAMERAS.
SPIKE: IT MEANS WE HAVE A REAR AND AN INSIDE VIEW.
LEAH: YUP.
SPIKE: HANG ON, ELLIOT, WON'T BE LONG.
BARNABY: BARNABY HOWE, SENIOR PROJECTS MANAGER.
WE SPOKE ON THE PHONE.
JAY: YEAH, WE WERE JUST TALKING TO EACH OTHER
ABOUT HOW GRATEFUL WE ARE FOR YOUR CO-OPERATION.
BARNABY: ABSOLUTELY.
KEEP US ON OUR TOES.
GOVERNMENT COMPLIANCE OFFICERS.
WE'VE GOT ANOTHER SECURITY SPOT-CHECK.
ANY METAL OBJECTS ON THE TRAY, PLEASE.
JAY: OH. (METAL CLANKS)
BARNABY: THIS SCANNER'S STATE-OF-THE-ART,
PICKS UP EVEN THE SMALLEST METAL MASS.
(METAL CLINKS)
GUARD: ARMS OUT. HOLD STILL, PLEASE.
(HIGH-PITCHED BEEP, LOW PULSING HUM)
(ELECTRONIC BEEP) CLEAR. PROCEED.
JAY: MM-HMM.
GUARD: PLEASE HOLD STILL, SIR.
(HIGH-PITCHED BEEP, LOW PULSING HUM)
(ELECTRONIC BEEP)
GUARD: CLEAR. PROCEED.
BARNABY: HOWARD, YOU'LL BE OUR ESCORT.
(METAL CLINKS)
SECURITY COMPLIANCE CHECK.
(OVER P.A. SYSTEM) ATTENTION ALL STAFF.
WE HAVE GOVERNMENT SECURITY COMPLIANCE OFFICERS
WITH US TODAY.
PLEASE GIVE THEM YOUR FULL CO-OPERATION.
THANK YOU.
I WON'T CRAMP YOUR STYLE.
CATCH YOU ON THE WAY OUT.
JAY: APPRECIATE IT.
ELLIOT: (FAST, SHALLOW BREATHING)
JAY: UH, GENTLEMEN, I JUST WANTED TO SAY
WE'VE HAD SOME GRAVE CONCERNS IN REGARDS TO...
(SOUND DISTORTS)
ELLIOT: (BREATHING ERRATICALLY)
SPIKE: HELLO! WE GOT A FACE.
JULES: WINNIE, SPIKE'S SENDING YOU A PICTURE OF ELLIOT'S ABDUCTOR.
ANYTHING YOU CAN FIND.
SPIKE: WE'VE ALSO GOT AN IMAGE ON THE BUMPER CAM, WINNIE.
THEY SWITCHED INTO A GREY VAN, MARKER 6-8-9 4-T-M.
OKAY, I'LL RUN THE PHOTO AND PUT AN APB OUT ON THE VAN.
SAM: WHAT KIND OF INFORMATION IS WORTH THE RISK
THESE GUYS ARE TAKING?
SPIKE: INFORMATION WORTH A LOT OF MONEY.
WHATTA YOU GOT, BOSS?
OKAY, TEAM,
ELLIOT'S GOT AN EXTRAORDINARY PHOGRAPHIC MEMORY.
WE'RE THINKING WHERE WOULD YOU NEED A GUY LIKE THAT?
SPIKE: YOU CAN GET MICRO-CAMERAS THE SIZE OF A FRECKLE.
WHY WOULD YOU USE A HUMAN, AN UNWILLING ONE?
A HUMAN GETS PAST METAL DETECTORS.
SO SOMEWHERE WITH TIGHT SECURITY,
NO PHOTOS.
JULES: MAYBE GOVERNMENT, MILITARY?
WINNIE: TEAM ONE, THE LICENCE PLATES ON THAT VAN
ARE OFFICIALLY BOGUS. IT'S A DEAD END,
BUT WE DO HAVE A MATCH ON OUR HIJACKER.
SPIKE: GO, WINNIE.
WINNIE: JAY PENAK. HE'S ON THE FEDERAL WATCHLIST.
HE'S A FREQUENT FLIER,
ESPECIALLY TO EASTERN EUROPE AND CHINA.
HE'S WELL-CONNECTED
AND HE'S KNOWN TO HAVE CONTACTS WITH ARMS DEALERS.
OF COURSE, WEAPONS.
JAY AND HOWARD: (GRUNTING AND GRAPPLING)
JAY: DON'T SAY ANYTHING.
COME ON, COME ON.
(VIOLENT BLOW, HOWARD GRUNTS)
SPIKE: OKAY, WE GOT THREE PRIVATE COMPANIES THAT DO RESEARCH
FOR THE DEPARTMENT OF DEFENSE: (ELECTRONIC BEEPS)
A.G.S. LOEB, BREBTECH, AND MORTON & FLOYD.
WINNIE: OKAY, I'LL GET UNMARKED CARS TO ALL THREE,
EYES PEELED FOR THE VAN.
OKAY, THE BLIND SPOT, THE BLIND SPOT,
WHICH WAY?
UH...
WE GOTTA PASS TWO CAMERAS. THIRD DOOR ON THE RIGHT...
JAY: JUST SHOW ME, JUST SHOW ME! LET'S GO!
GREY VAN'S BEEN SIGHTED NEAR TOMKEN AND BRITTANIA.
AND THAT'S RIGHT NEAR...?
A.G.S. LOEB.
SAM: LET'S MOVE! JULES: LET'S DO IT.
(ELECTRONIC BEEPS)
TREVOR: COME ON IN AND I'LL REVIEW OUR SECURITY PROTOCOL.
JAY: OKAY.
TREVOR: EVERYTHING'S BY THE BOOK.
YOU KNOW THERE WAS THAT NEAR-BREACH LAST YEAR.
JAY: YES, WE KNOW.
TREVOR: WE TIGHTENED EVERYTHING UP.
IT'S IMPOSSIBLE FOR INFORMATION TO LEAVE THE PREMISES,
PHYSICALLY OR VIRTUALLY.
THERE ARE NO HARD COPIES OF THE RESEARCH,
NO PORTS IN THE COMPUTERS,
AND THERE'S NO WIRELESS SIGNAL WITHIN THE FACILITY WALLS.
SO, WE'RE UNHACKABLE.
JAY: WE KNOW.
THIS SHOULDN'T TAKE LONG.
SPIKE: THEY HAVE A CONTRACT WITH THE DEPARTMENT OF DEFENSE
TO BUILD A SMART GUN SYSTEM.
DETAILS ARE CLASSIFIED,
BUT THEY USE SELF-GUIDED BULLETS.
SAM: YEAH, THE MILITARY'S BEEN TESTING PROTOTYPES FOR A WHILE.
THEY GET THIS RIGHT, IT'S THE PERFECT FIREARM.
MEANING WHAT EXACTLY?
SPIKE: MEANING IT WILL HIT EVERY TARGET EVERY TIME.
MEANING ANYBODY WHO GETS HIS HANDS ON IT
WILL THINK HE'S AN UNSTOPPABLE KILLING MACHINE.
JULES: SO IF TECH LIKE THIS HITS THE STREET...
SPIKE: YOU THINK GANG WARS ARE BAD NOW?
WAIT UNTIL THEY HAVE THE FIREPOWER OF AN ARMY.
GREG, IT'S NOT GONNA MATTER HOW HARD WE TRAIN.
IF WE START GOING UP AGAINST GUYS WITH THIS KIND OF FORCE...
PARKER: I KNOW, EDDIE, LET'S MOVE!
(RAPID ELECTRONIC BEEPS)
(ELECTRONIC WHOOSHES)
(SOUND DISTORTS)
ED: MR HOWE, THIS IS ED LANE, SRU.
SIR, WE BELIEVE THERE ARE UNAUTHORIZED PERSONNEL
ON YOUR PREMISES
LOOKING TO ACCESS CLASSIFIED INFORMATION.
THAT'S NOT POSSIBLE.
SIR, COULD YOU CHECK YOUR LOGS,
TELL ME IF THERE ARE ANY UNFAMILIAR PERSONNEL
ENTERING THE FACILITY WITHIN THE LAST HALF HOUR.
WE HAVE TWO SECURITY COMPLIANCE INSPECTORS,
BUT THEY WERE FULLY ACCREDITED.
ED: ARE THEY STILL IN THERE?
BARNABY: I'LL FIND OUT.
(PHONE BEEPS OFF)
(WALKIE-TALKIE BEEPS) ONE-ONE-FIVE, COME IN.
(STATIC CRACKLES)
(WALKIE-TALKIE BEEPS) ONE-ONE-FIVE, PRIORITY!
(WALKIE-TALKIE BEEPS)
(ELECTRONIC WHOOSHES)
(SOUND DISTORTS)
JAY: HOW'S IT GOING?
ALMOST DONE.
JAY: THIS IS EVERYTHING, RIGHT?
ALL THE NOTES, TEST RESULTS, UPDATES?
EVERYTHING, I SWEAR TO GOD.
SO WHERE DO YOU KEEP THE PROTOTYPE?
I SAID WHERE?
IN THE LOCKUP.
SHOW ME.
(ELECTRONIC WHOOSHES)
(SIRENS WAIL)
(SIRENS CUT OFF)
ED, SAM, JULES, WE'RE GOING IN.
KEEP YOUR EYES OPEN FOR THE VAN.
SAM: COPY.
ED: WHAT'S GOIN' ON?
MY ESCORT'S NOT RESPONDING. THEY MAY HAVE HIS GUN!
OKAY.
AMMO?
ED: WHICH WAY?
BARNABY: HERE.
PARKER: IS THERE A PHONE IN THAT ROOM?
BARNABY: YEAH, HARD-WIRED.
PARKER: CALL IT, PLEASE.
(PHONE KEYS BEEP)
JAY: I WANT YOU TO SHOW ME HOW THIS WORKS.
(TELEPHONE RINGS)
(GUN CLICKS) TELL ME HOW THIS WORKS.
TREVOR: UH...
TELL ME.
YOU GET A LOCK ON YOUR TARGET
WITH THE LASER SIGHT.
IT CHARTS A PATH FOR THE BULLET,
THE BULLET AUTO-CORRECTS IN FLIGHT.
BARNABY: NO ANSWER.
JAY: WHAT IF MY TARGET'S BEHIND COVER?
YOU TAKE YOUR READING FROM THE OBSTRUCTION,
MANUALLY ADJUST THE DISTANCE ONE YARD OR TWO.
YOU ADJUST YOUR POSITION,
THE GUN MEASURES THE CHANGE OF ANGLE
BASED ON THE ORIGINAL LASER READING.
YOU FIRE, THE BULLET CORRECTS ITS PATH,
YOU HIT THE TARGET BEHIND THE OBSTRUCTION.
(LAUGHS)
I GOTTA TELL YA, THAT'S SOMETHING ELSE.
(LAUGHS)
ARE YOU DONE, ELLIOT?
ELLIOT!
I'M DONE.
JAY: THIS IS YOUR BRAIN CHILD, HUH?
NO ONE KNOWS THIS STUFF LIKE YOU?
THAT'S RIGHT.
THAT'S GOOD.
(GUNSHOT BOOMS)
ELLIOT: (GASPS)
ED: SHOT FIRED! GO, GO, GO!
JAY: LET'S GO.
NOW!
OR LAINIE'S NEXT!
BARNABY: TREVOR WAS OUR LEAD RESEARCHER.
SPIKE: THIS IS HOW JAY PENAK DEALS WITH COMPETITION?
WHERE ARE YOUR WEAPONS KEPT?
(ELECTRONIC BEEPS)
HE'S GOT THE XC-2 PROTOTYPE.
PARKER: SILVER LINING - ELLIOT'S SAFE.
AS LONG AS HE'S GOT THOSE SCHEMATICS,
THEY WON'T LET ANYTHING HAPPEN TO HIM.
YEAH, BUT NOW THEY'LL DO WHATEVER IT TAKES
TO GET HIM TO THE FINISH LINE.
ED: SPIKE, LET'S GET EYES.
WE GOTTA GET 'EM BEFORE THEY LEAVE THE BUILDING.
YOUR SECURITY, WHICH WAY?
FOLLOW ME.
SPIKE: NO ONE SAW THEM ENTER THE SECURE ROOM
OR ACCESS THE RESEARCH?
NO CAMERAS IN THAT ROOM.
SECURITY REASONS.
DID THEY GET ACCESS TO THE FACILITY'S FLOORPLANS
OR THE CCTV SYSTEM?
THE SECURITY ROOM WAS THEIR FIRST STOP.
SPIKE: GUYS, ELLIOT SAW THE FLOORPLAN.
THEY GOT AN ADVANTAGE.
THEY'RE GONNA KNOW EVERY SQUARE INCH OF THIS PLACE.
WELL, AT LEAST THEY CAN'T GET THE SCHEMATICS
OUT OF THE BUILDING.
ACTUALLY, THEY CAN. LONG STORY.
ED: THEY'RE GONNA AVOID THE CAMERAS IN THE MAIN HALLWAYS.
PARKER: SPIKE, WHAT ABOUT SERVICE CORRIDORS?
SPIKE: YEAH, I WAS JUST THINKING THE SAME THING.
BOSS, YOU GO STRAIGHT AHEAD, YOU TURN LEFT.
LEAH: (OVER P.A.) ATTENTION ALL EMPLOYEES.
THIS IS THE STRATEGIC RESPONSE UNIT.
PLEASE LEAVE ALL OPEN AREAS IMMEDIATELY.
JAY: DAMN IT! LET'S GO!
LEAH: (OVER P.A.) REMAIN BEHIND LOCKED DOORS
UNTIL WE GIVE YOU THE ALL-CLEAR.
OKAY, THIS FACILITY'S GOT FOUR EXITS.
YOU GOT TWO EXITS ON THE SOUTH SIDE.
LEAH: SO ELLIOT AND JAY, THEY'RE HEADED HERE OR HERE.
SPIKE: ED, SERVICE CORRIDOR C.
WE DON'T KNOW IF HE'S GOING TO THE EAST OR THE WEST EXIT.
I'LL BACK YOU UP.
ED: LEAH, WEST EXIT WITH THE BOSS. I'LL TAKE THE EAST.
ELLIOT: BUT THE POLICE ARE-
JAY: JUST KEEP MOVIN'!
WHICH WAY?
COME ON!
ELLIOT: (PANICKED BREATHING)
WHICH WAY?
(BOOMING GUNSHOT, DISTORTED CRACKLES)
I CAN'T DO THIS ANYMORE.
JAY: EAST EXIT. WHICH WAY?
I'M SORRY, I CAN'T SEE IT.
JAY: YOU START SEEIN' IT OR LAINIE SUMMERS IS GONNA DIE,
DO YOU HEAR ME?
(SOUND DISTORTS)
WOMAN'S ECHOING VOICE: (LAUGHING)
EAST EXIT!
WOMAN'S ECHOING VOICE: ELLIOT... ELLIOT, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
JAY: THINK BRANIAC! COME ON!
FOR GOD SAKE, WE'RE OUT OF TIME!
FOCUS!
WOMAN'S ECHOING VOICE: ELLIOT, YOU NEED TO LISTEN TO ME.
YOU NEED TO LISTEN TO ME RIGHT NOW.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
IT'S THAT WAY.
JAY: GOOD. OKAY, GO! GO, GO!
SPIKE: WHAT CAN YOU TELL ME ABOUT THIS SMART GUN?
WELL, THE BULLET HAS AN ONBOARD CHIP
AND THE GUN HAS A LASER SIGHT.
THE GUN TELLS THE BULLET WHERE TO GO.
BY RADIO SIGNAL.
JULES: VEHICLE'S APPROACHING THE DELIVERY DOOR,
BLACK ALPHA TWO.
WE'LL STAND BY TO INTERCEPT.
SPIKE: THERE. EAST EXIT, ED!
PARKER: WHICH WAY, SPIKE?
SPIKE: BOSS, LEAH, YOU GUYS GO STRAIGHT PAST THE LOADING BAY,
THEN YOU GO LEFT. ED'S NEARLY THERE!
(QUIETLY) LET'S FLANK HIM. HE WON'T KNOW WHAT HIT HIM.
PARKER: COPY. ED, WE'RE RIGHT BEHIND YOU.
ON MY GO.
HE'S HERE.
(GUN CLICKS)
ELLIOT: PLEASE DON'T HURT ANYBODY ELSE.
YOU HAVE ME. YOU HAVE EVERYTHING YOU NEED!
DON'T, PLEASE! PLEASE!
PUT THE WEAPON DOWN!
(DISTORTED BOOM)
(HARD IMPACT, ED GRUNTS IN PAIN)
(HARD THUMP)
NO.
ED, STATUS.
COME ON.
PARKER: SPIKE, CAN YOU GET EYES IN THERE?
ED'S HIT. BOSS, I DON'T HAVE A VISUAL!
PARKER: EDDIE.
COME ON, BUDDY, TALK TO ME.
ED: (GRIMACES IN PAIN)
(GUN CLATTERS)
PARKER: OKAY, JAY,
I'M SERGEANT PARKER WITH THE POLICE.
I JUST WANT TO KNOW IF MY GUY'S ALL RIGHT.
JAY: STEP BACK!
PARKER: (QUIETLY OVER RADIO) EDDIE.
(GRIMACING) I'M OKAY.
(RELIEVED SIGH)
JAY: HEY, STAY CALM AND CUFF HIM.
PARKER: SAM, JULES, MOVE IN ON THE VAN.
SAM: (CCELERATES) MOVING IN ON THE VAN!
(SIREN CHIRPS)
JULES AND SAM: POLICE! DROP IT!
DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT! DROP IT NOW!
ON THE GROUND NOW! DROP YOUR WEAPON NOW!
HANDS WHERE I CAN SEE THEM! ON THE GROUND!
JULES: DROP IT! DROP IT!
HEY, JAY, YOU GOT WHAT YOU CAME FOR.
NOW ALL I'M ASKING YOU TO DO IS WALK AWAY FROM THAT OFFICER.
NO, HE'S COMIN' WITH US!
ANYTHING OR ANYBODY GETS IN THE WAY
AND I'M GONNA KILL HIM!
COME ON, LET'S GET HIM UP! STAND HIM UP.
YOU'RE GONNA HAVE TO CALL OFF YOUR REINFORCEMENTS
AND GIVE US CLEAR PASSAGE, DO YOU HEAR ME?!
ED: (QUIETLY INTO RADIO) STAY WITH US, STAY WITH US.
WE'LL FIND A WAY.
(RADIO SQUAWKS)
JAY: YOU HEAR ME?!
PARKER: OKAY, TEAM, STAND DOWN. LEAH.
SAM, JULES, TEAM ONE STAND DOWN.
BOSS, SAY AGAIN?
PARKER: STAND DOWN, YOU HEARD HIM.
SAM: YES, SIR.
ALL RIGHT, YOU'VE GOT CLEAR PASSAGE!
JAY: LET'S GO! GET THE DOOR!
(DOOR BANGS OPEN)
PARKER: ALL RIGHT, LET'S GO.
GO.
AARON: LET'S GO.
SAM: WHAT'S THE PLAN, BOSS?
PARKER: THE THREAT TO ED IS REAL. WE CO-OPERATE FOR NOW.
WE'RE NOT TAKING THAT CHANCE.
ED: ALL RIGHT!
JAY: COME ON, GET IN THERE!
LET'S GO!
(VAN STARTS UP)
PARKER: SAM, LET'S GET A GPS ON THAT VAN!
SAM: I'M ON IT!
(LOUD BOOM AND CLANK, ELECTRONIC BEEP)
YOU GOT IT!
PARKER: LET'S GO.
(SIRENS WAIL)
JULES: THEY'RE FOUR BLOCKS AWAY. LET'S MOVE!
PARKER: THE SECOND THEY SEE US INTERFERE,
WE'VE GOT A SERIOUS RISK TO ED.
SAM: WE KEEP OUR DISTANCE, WE PLAN ON THE FLY.
(SIRENS WAIL)
JAY: PICKED UP SOME COLLATERAL, BUT NO ONE'S GONNA INTERFERE.
IT'LL WORK.
OH MY GOD.
BREATHE, ELLIOT, BREATHE.
ELLIOT: MY GOD, HE'S DEAD, HE'S DEAD.
JUST BREATHE. M.
ELLIOT, ELLIOT, JUST BREATHE- NO TALKING!
ED: I'M JUST TRYING TO CALM HIM DOWN.
YOU HEARD ME.
WHAT'RE YOU GONNA DO? YOU GONNA SHOOT US?
LET ME JUST TALK TO HIM. I'M GONNA CALM HIM DOWN.
YOU NEED HIM CALM, SO LET ME TALK.
ELLIOT, LISTEN TO ME.
I DIDN'T MEAN FOR THIS TO HAPPEN.
ALL I WANTED TO DO, ALL I WANTED WAS-
YOU JUST WANTED TO FORGET. I UNDERSTAND.
ELLIOT, I KNOW ABOUT YOUR CONDITION
AND KNOW HOW DIFFICULT THIS IS FOR YOU.
NOW, SON, I DON'T HAVE WHAT YOU HAVE,
BUT TELL ME IF THIS SOUNDS FAMILIAR.
SOMETIMES I'LL BE DOING SOMETHING ORDINARY
AND FOR NO REASON AT ALL I SEE SOMETHING
AND I REMEMBER A GIRL THAT I SAW DIE
AND THE IMAGES FLOOD MY MIND AND I CAN'T CONTROL IT.
IT JUST HAPPENS, ELLIOT.
I COULD BE LOOKIN' AT A COFFEE POT
OR A GOLF BALL...
AND ONE THING JUST FLIPS OVER INTO THE NEXT THING
AND EVERYTHING TAKES YOU SOME PLACE YOU DON'T WANNA BE.
AND THE MORE YOU TRY NOT TO THINK ABOUT IT
THE WORSE IT GETS.
YEAH, YEAH. EVERYTHING YOU'VE DONE,
EVERYTHING YOU SHOULD HAVE DONE...
EVERYBODY THAT YOU LOST, RIGHT?
YEAH.
(CELL PHONE RINGS, PHONE BEEPS ON)
MARSHALL: YEAH? WE'RE EN ROUTE.
SO WHAT HAPPENED HERE WITH THESE GUYS?
ELLIOT: UH, TWO DAYS AGO, GUY COMES TO MY DOOR.
HE SAID HE KNEW A LOT ABOUT ME,
AND HE SAID HE WANTS ME TO DO A SIMPLE JOB FOR HIM
FOR A CRAZY AMOUNT OF MONEY.
HE DIDN'T TELL ME WHAT THE JOB WAS.
NO, THANK YOU.
JAY: ARE YOU SURE?
I MEAN, COME ON, ELLIOT, THINK ABOUT THE FREEDOM.
YOU TAKE A LONG HOLIDAY
AND VISIT THAT ROSETTA STONE AGAIN.
NO, THANK YOU.
ALL RIGHT, FINE.
THEN I'LL DOUBLE MY OFFER
AND THAT'LL GIVE YOU A CHANCE TO BUY BACK
THE OLD FAMILY COTTAGE.
YOU SEE, ELLIOT, I KNOW YOU.
I'VE DONE MY RESEARCH.
YOU'VE VERY VALUABLE TO ME, ELLIOT.
(SOUND DISTORTS) I KNOW LAINIE SUMMERS.
I'M SURE YOU WOULDN'T WANT TO SEE HER GET HURT.
AND I KNOW YOU'RE NOT GONNA WANT TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENS
IF YOU TELL THE POLICE ABOUT THIS CONVERSATION.
ELLIOT: AND SO HE SAYS HE'S GLAD THAT I SEE THINGS HIS WAY.
HE SAID HE HAD TO MAKE PREPARATIONS
AND HE WOULD BE BACK AT 11 A.M. TODAY TO GET ME.
BY WHICH TIME YOU'D BE DEAD.
ED, I COULDN'T LET ANYTHING HAPPEN TO HER.
I WOULDN'T LET THEM TOUCH HER.
SHE'S THE ONLY ONE I TRUST WITH EVERYTHING -
THE TRUTH, OKAY?
I WOULD DO ANYTHING TO KEEP HER SAFE.
YOU KNOW WHAT I'M REMEMBERING?
I REMEMBER A GIRL IN A PEACH-COLOURED SHIRT
AND THE TASTE OF GINGER TEA.
WHAT, YOU MEAN SHE'S, SHE'S...
SHH...
MARSHALL: NO, IT'S NOT A PROBLEM.
WE'RE GONNA COVER IT WITH CASH.
SHE'S ALL RIGHT, AND I'M PRETTY SURE
SHE'D WANT TO SEE YOU IN ONE PIECE,
SO HELP ME GET OUT OF THIS NOW, OKAY?
JUST FOCUS.
(SIRENS WAIL)
JULES: THEY'RE HEADING NORTHWEST, CITY LIMITS.
SPIKE: IF I WERE JAY AND MONEY'S NO OBJECT?
I'D TAKE A FLIGHT OUT UNDER THE RADAR,
TAKE ELLIOT WITH ME,
DOWNLOAD SOMEWHERE SAFE.
SAM: ANY CHANCE THEY'RE HEADING TOWARD AN AIRPORT?
JULES: THEY JUST TOOK A RIGHT. IF THEY KEEP GOING STRAIGHT
THEY'RE GONNA END UP IN BUTTONVILLE.
LEAH: THAT'S A COMMUTER AIRPORT.
PRIVATE FLIGHTS.
THEY CAN PUDDLE-JUMP ANYWHERE FROM THERE.
JULES: I'LL MAKE THE CALL. (CELL PHONE KEYS BEEP)
(SIRENS WAIL)
ED: WHAT'S WRONG? ELLIOT: (GASPS AND JERKS)
HE'S HAVING A SEIZURE! HE'S HAVING A SEISURE!
YOU HAVE TO GIVE HIM HIS MEDICATION!
(HARD PUNCH, MARSHALL GRUNTS IN PAIN)
DON'T MOVE AND DON'T TALK!
HELP ME WITH THE CUFFS. GIVE ME YOUR TIE.
NOT A WORD.
JULES: I JUST TALKED TO BUTTONVILLE.
THERE'S A PRIVATE PLANE PERMITTED TO THE AIRFIELD.
IT'S SCHEDULED TO LEAVE IN TEN MINUTES.
(CELL PHONE RINGS)
SPIKE: SCARLATTI. ED: SPIKE, IT'S ED.
ED, TALK TO ME.
WHERE ARE WE GOING?
SPIKE: PRETTY SURE YOU'RE HEADED TO BUTTONVILLE
FOR A FLIGHT OUT.
ED: ALL RIGHT, WE TOOK OUT THE BABYSITTER.
I GOT HIS GUN.
JAY STILL HAS THE TRUMP CARD HERE.
WHAT DO WE KNOW?
THE WEAPON THEY TOOK IS A PROTOTYPE
OF AN EARLIER WORK-IN-PROGRESS.
WE HAVE GOT TO DISABLE THAT GUN.
ELLIOT: I'VE GOT THE SPECS.
ED: THAT'S RIGHT, YOU DO.
CAN YOU DISABLE IT REMOTELY?
I DON'T KNOW. I MEAN, IT'S ALL IN MY HEAD,
BUT I DON'T UNDERSTAND MOST OF IT.
ED: OKAY, SPIKE,
TALK TO ELLIOT, SEE IF WE CAN NARROW THIS DOWN.
GO.
SPIKE: THE BULLET AND THE GUN TALK TO EACH OTHER
ON A RADIO FREQUENCY.
WE CAN'T STOP HIM FIRING, BUT IF WE OVERRIDE THE SIGNAL
WE CAN TAKE THE "SMART" OUT OF THE BULLET.
OKAY, ELLIOT, ANY REFERENCE TO RADIO FREQUENCY,
RADIO GUIDANCE?
UH...
JAY: ARE YOU SURE?
ELLIOT: (CRYING) I'M SO SORRY, LAINIE.
WHAT'S GOING ON, ELLIOT?
I'M, I'M TRYING. I'M SORRY, I'M TRYING.
IT'S OKAY, IT'S OKAY, YOU CAN DO THIS.
SPIKE: WE NEED THE SPECIFIC CHANNEL THAT THE GUN USES
TO COMMUNICATE WITH THE BULLET.
(SOUND DISTORTS)
"RP-4280/ RESULTS OF PHASE THREE TESTS
TO RADIO GUIDANCE SYSTEM."
ED: GOOD WORK, GOOD WORK. SPIKE?
SPIKE: WE'RE LOOKING FOR A NUMBER, A MEGAHERTZ RANGE,
SOMEWHERE BETWEEN 100 AND 150.
ELLIOT: (BREATHES ERRATICALLY)
(SOUND DISTORTS)
I CAN'T SEE IT.
SPIKE: MAYBE NOT MEGAHERTZ, MAYBE MHZ.
(SOUND DISTORTS)
UH...
ELLIOT, JUST BREATHE, SLOW IT RIGHT DOWN.
(EXHALES SLOWLY)
ED: THAT'S IT, THAT'S IT, THAT'S IT. YOU GOT IT.
THERE YOU GO.
(SOUND DISTORTS)
ELLIOT: HERE.
MHZ. 122.8.
THE BULLET RECEIVES ITS SIGNAL AT 122.8 MHZ.
NICE. SPIKE?
SPIKE: 122.8, 122.8, 122.8.
ED: NICE! NICE!
BETTER THAN NICE. WE SHOULD BE ABLE TO JAM IT
USING A WALKIE AT THAT FREQUENCY,
USE THE AIRPORT'S ANTENNA TO BOOST THE SIGNAL.
THE ANTENNA SIGNAL'S WAY MORE POWERFUL THAN THE GUN.
IT SHOULD OVERRIDE IT
AND MAKE THE BULLET UNSTEERABLE.
LEAH, WE NEED TO GET WITHIN 40 METRES OF THAT WEAPON.
SPIKE, CAN YOU BE AT THAT AIRPORT
BEFORE WE ARE?
WE'RE GAINING GROUND.
OKAY, I'M GONNA TRY AND STALL 'EM.
GET THERE AS SOON AS YOU CAN.
ELLIOT, GOOD WORK.
122.8.
OKAY, EDDIE'S THEIR SAFE PASSAGE ONTO THAT PLANE.
AFTER THAT...
HE'S DISPOSABLE.
(AIRPLANE HUMS)
AARON: WHAT DO WE DO WITH THE COP?
JAY: WELL, HE'S GONNA KNOW WE FLEW OUT.
AARON: HE DOESN'T HAVE TO KNOW WHERE.
JAY: WELL, THAT'S NOT GONNA HAPPEN.
AARON: OKAY.
JAY: WE'RE GONNA GET HIM ON THIS PLANE
AND DUMP HIM EN ROUTE. LET'S GO.
ED: (DOOR BANGS OPEN) DON'T DO IT!
YOU'RE NOT GONNA SHOOT HIM.
YOU THINK I'D EVER LET THAT GUN
GET OUT ON THE STREET?
YOU THINK I'D EVER, EVER LET THAT HAPPEN?
BY SHOOTING AN INNOCENT PERSON?
ONE LIFE FOR THOUSANDS? THAT'S A NO-BRAINER.
OR WE COULD END THIS RIGHT HERE.
LOOK AROUND YOU.
KEEP YOUR GUN ON THE COP.
(SIREN CHIRPS)
(SIREN WHIRS)
PARKER: JAY, I SUGGEST YOU PUT YOUR GUNS DOWN,
YOU AND YOUR FRIEND!
JAY: YOU KNOW HOW THIS WORKS, RIGHT?
THOSE SHIELDS ARE REDUNDANT!
THIS BULLET WILL FIND YOU.
I PULL THIS TRIGGER AND YOU'RE DEAD!
SPIKE: NOT IF WE GET THIS RIGHT HE'S NOT.
JAY: SO, YOU SEE, YOU HAVE NO CHOICE.
MATH'S NOT ON YOUR SIDE.
SO HERE'S WHAT'S GONNA HAPPEN:
YOU'RE GONNA LET US GO OR ONE OF YOU IS GONNA DIE!
THAT'S GUARANTEED!
PARKER: SPIKE...
ALMOST THERE.
JUST HOOKIN' UP THE WALKIE.
WE'RE LEAVING.
PARKER: SPIKE.
SPIKE: KEEP HIM TALKING.
PARKER: OKAY, IF WE PUT THESE GUNS DOWN,
NO ONE GETS HURT!
(QUIETLY) WE GOOD, SPIKE?
SPIKE: WE'RE GOOD, I THINK. (ELECTRONIC BEEPS)
PARKER: WHAT DO YOU MEAN "YOU THINK"?
NO, WE'RE GOOD.
PARKER: OKAY, SAM, GO!
SAM: COPY.
PARKER: ALL RIGHT, THAT'S IT!
PUT YOUR WEAPON DOWN!
WHAT DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND? IF I SHOOT, YOU DIE!
PUT IT DOWN! PUT IT DOWN NOW!
PARKER: YOU SEE, JAY?
THE MATH IS NOT ON YOUR SIDE.
LAST CHANCE!
PARKER: DON'T DO THIS!
(ECHOING GUNSHOT BOOM)
(FIRES GUN)
(DISTORTED WHISTLE AS BULLET FLIES THROUGH AIR)
(METALLIC BANG)
OKAY, IT'S OVER, IT'S OVER.
(GUN CLATTERS)
JULES: HANDS BEHIND YOUR BACK.
STAND UP.
(GURNEY RATTLES ACROSS TARMACK)
LAINIE: I'M SO SORRY!
ELLIOT: LAINIE.
I THOUGHT I KNEW WHAT IT WAS LIKE FOR YOU.
I THOUGHT I UNDERSTOOD.
I ALMOST LOST YOU, ELLIOT.
ED: YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN THIS GUY.
HE COULDN'T LEAVE HIS HOUSE A WEEK AGO.
HE WAS ABLE TO CUT THROUGH ALL THAT CHAOS
AND FIND THE ONE TINY PIECE
OF LIFE-SAVING INFORMATION WE NEEDED.
122.8 MEGAHERTZ.
YEAH, I CLEARED MY MIND. I DIDN'T HAVE A CHOICE.
THAT'S AMAZING, ELLIOT.
THAT'S A BEGINNING. YOU SEE THAT, RIGHT?
YEAH.
I WAS OUTSIDE MYSELF FOR A LITTLE BIT.
I WASN'T STUCK IN HERE. I WAS...
PART OF SOMETHING BIGGER THAN ME.
THANK YOU.
YOU'RE WELCOME, ELLIOT.
ELLIOT: GOOD LUCK TO YOU.
PARKER: OKAY.
LET ME SEE THAT.
(LOUD CLICK AS ED SLIDES THE MAGAZINE OUT)
YOU KNOW THAT'S EVIDENCE, RIGHT?
I DO.
KEEP IT SAFE.
I CAN'T IMAGINE LIVING WITH WHAT HE LIVES WITH.
PARKER: WELL, A LOT OF PEOPLE CAN'T IMAGINE LIVING WITH
WHAT YOU LIVE WITH.
BUDDY, I NEED HELP.
THERE ARE THINGS I CAN'T GET OUT OF MY HEAD.
I THINK I MIGHT KNOW SOMEONE.
OKAY?
YEAH, COME ON.
LAINIE: WITH MY RESEARCH, I'VE BEEN SO BUSY.
PARKER: I THINK YOU'RE GONNA LIKE HER, EDDIE.
I CHECK IN WITH HER MYSELF SOMETIMES.
IT'S JUST A CONVERSATION, YOU KNOW?
JUST TALKING, NO JUDGING.
YOU'RE GOOD AT TALKING, RIGHT?
ED: YEAH.
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