Someone from Senator Eleanor Shaw's office called
and intervened on your behalf.
Major, you've reached the terminal end of the Army's patience.
You're relieved of duty, effective immediately.
Yes, sir.
Ben,
there is a young neurologist at Walter Reed. His name is Zahn.
He's had real success with Gulf War Syndrome.
You are instructed to get your affairs in order
and report to him first thing Monday morning.
I thought you said you lost it.
I bit a guy. I found another one.
These are not supposed to exist.
These are only theoretical.
So, what does it do?
- I don't know. - You don't know?
I don't know.
I don't wanna know. You don't wanna know.
Look, it's out of you and you are still alive.
That's the good news.
What's the bad news?
Maybe they know you're here.
You said the Army implants, they were for
emergency medical data, right?
The ones they publicized were.
There was a parallel project for all kinds of scary implantables.
The Clinton watchdogs finally freaked out about it, closed down.
Parallel project?
How did you know about that?
Manchurian Global funded me to make some of their scary shit.
Heard of them?
Lmagine not just a corporation, Marco,
but a goddamn geopolitical extension of policy
for every president since Nixon.
Cash is king, Marco.
Cash is king.
You sure you wanna do this?
Absolutely.
Because I don't.
I'll owe you one.
No.
I still owe you.
For getting me out of Albania.
Albania.
What are you doing?
In case I forget things I wanna remember.
I'm putting you on a cocktail of methohexitol to take the edge off.
The edge off of what?
Getting clarity. Or whatever you wanna call it.
ECT not being the precise science that, say,
leeching is.
You don't think this is gonna work?
It's a desperation move, man.
But, hey, there is a school of thought that says
a victim of induced abreaction...
Here it comes.
The night is clear. Stars, but no moon.
The patrol is ambushed.
We were on a routine recon inside Iraqi-controlled terrain,
assessing troop strength...
Captain Marco was knocked unconscious.
In the ensuing firefight, Eddie Ingram gets himself separated to the left.
Baker goes after him.
Hello, captain.
Before Sergeant Shaw is able to locate...
Eddie Ingram gets himself separated to the left.
Did you go blank on me again?
He said this would happen.
Who?
Your German friend. Your friend.
Ben.
He said it'd be like a computer system crash.
That your brain would shut down, but it would reboot again
and you'd forget all your RAM.
Or most of your RAM.
Do you remember me?
Ben?
Eugenie.
How did I get here?
You called me.
Where am I?
- Planning a suicide bombing.
The Mile High City has suffered a series of brutal attacks
during the past several months.
Senator Eleanor Prentiss Shaw, does it bother you at all
that your son repudiates so many of your more
- controversial policies? - No. He's his own person.
Raymond and I may disagree on certain issues,
but I think we share the same fundamental vision
of what this country can be.
- Which is? - Better.
Better and better.
Safer, braver, stronger.
A beacon of freedom in a world troubled by shadows.
America must prevail.
The future and survival of modern civilization,
democracy, freedom, all depend upon it.
So your son, Congressman Shaw...
Rosie.
I was in the park on Friday?
We were in the park on Monday.
Monday?
- Yep. - Monday.
We were flying low. It's, like, over the ocean, and just...
A field hospital.
And they took us up to this place.
- Where? Military? - I don't know. I don't know.
Just state-of-the-art stuff everywhere.
Stainless steel and wires and tubes and monitors.
- Were you tortured? - No. Yeah.
I mean, there was pain. You know, it was like...
I don't know what they call it.
Invasive procedure.
For example?
Like what? What do you mean?
Invasive.
See, they were in my head...
...and they made me...
Well, Raymond Shaw, they made him kill somebody.
Like it was nothing.
Private Robert Baker.
That's who it was, it was a private.
One of my soldiers.
I think they made me kill somebody too.
A kid named Eddie Ingram.
Private Ingram, stand up.
Walk a few steps, please.
And if you could secure the door, please, Chris.
Captain Marco.
Stand up.
- Raymond. - Yes, sir.
There's a gun on the cupboard.
Would you please take it and give it to Captain Marco.
Yes, sir.
Here.
Captain.
Captain Marco,
please shoot Private Ingram.
Now, Raymond,
suffocate Private Baker.
Kill him.
Keep going, Raymond.
I knew the... A soldier knows the enemy.
I'm in command.
That's primary, I know.
I thought I knew...
...who the enemy was.
My men, they trusted me with their lives, you know?
Don't.
Don't touch me.
Ben, the person that did this, what was his name?
Can you remember?
Did he have a name?
Ben?
Smile if you like.
This will just take a minute.
I see you there all the time.
Bennett Marco. Checks from First National Bank.
Romance novels, instant noodles, NoDoz and tomatoes.
Old friend up there, an old Army friend that...
Well, he's in politics now...
What else did we talk about?
What happened to you after you were captured?
Black helicopters, secret laboratories...
...mad scientist, mind drugs...
...shock torture and Raymond Shaw.
- You don't believe any of it, do you? - It's crazy.
- It sounds crazy, doesn't it? - It sounds crazy.
That's what they wanted me to think too.
It's exactly what they want you to think.
What about the other guys from your unit?
Where are they?
They're all gone. So-called natural causes.
Owens died of cancer in '97.
Villalobos' car crashed.
Atkins committed suicide.
Jameson died 9/11, Pentagon.
- Ben? - Yeah?
- Did he have a name? - Who?
The person that did this, Ben.
What was his name? Can you remember?
Ben.
- Yeah? - Did he have a name?
You only have to look at the enormous strides made
in the last decade with the genetic reconfiguration
of the noble tomato.
What was happening was the tomato was over-ripening in the process
and it was losing its flavor.
It's actually a very simple procedure to deactivate the gene concerned.
And the same thing can be applied to ourselves.
At a flick of a switch,
we can adjust character,
change personality.
And of course, more importantly...
...we can offset the ravages of dementia
by implanting memory or adjusting the synaptic connections.
We can free people from the terrible burden
of an emotionally compromised past.
- Watch where you're going! - Sorry.
Watch where you're going!
Just back up! Just back up.
Watch it. Watch it. Shut up.
Take it easy, sir.
I called the Pentagon and they told me he's on medical leave.
Secret Service, they got him on a couple of their watch and observe lists.
I guess there's been some trouble with this guy
involving Congressman Shaw.
Oh?
Among the shareholders in Manchurian Global,
were they to ever publish a list, which they won't,
you would find former presidents, deposed kings,
trust fund terrorists, fallen Communist dictators,
ayatollahs, African warlords and retired prime ministers.
- See what I mean? - I get it. They're big. They're huge.
They're... They're... They're gigantic.
I can't touch them. I get it. I don't want to.
And you bring me rumors and conjecture.
I started with nightmares. Rumors, conjectures,
that's a giant leap forward.
Nightmares that you've interpreted using as primary resources
A, your spotty memory,
B, the Internet,
sacred sanctuary of idiots and nutters. That's how they're gonna look at this.
And C, a crazy man's notebook,
along with evidence you chewed out of a man's back.
All neatly stitched together with a common thread
of a supremely powerful, well-connected private equity fund,
who, if you ever get anywhere near them,
will plead ignorance and be shocked.
Shocked to learn
what some of their subsidiary partners are engaged in.
I could give a rat's ass about Manchurian Global, sir.
I could give a rat's ass about them.
That is not why I'm here.
I looked you up too, senator.
Oh?
You were in the Army.
I was drafted.
Didn't make much of a soldier, I'm afraid. Let me see this.
That's not what I saw in the record. That's not what the record says, sir.
And you know how it works.
Wars are fought one battle at a time.
Battles, you win one bullet at a time.
And I'd be lying to you if I said
that I didn't factor in, in a huge way,
the fact that you have a vested, personal,
political and patriotic interest in how all of this shakes out.
I'd be lying to you.
You're right, major.
I do.
A $5,000-a-plate dinner honoring the CEO of Votron Incorporated,
the nation's third-largest producer of the controversial touch-screen units
that will be used in the forthcoming election, was disrupted last night,
when protestors disguised as waiters and kitchen staff
unleashed a blizzard of symbolic chants from above,
resulting in a momentary panic.
The supporters of presidential hopeful Vice President Edward Nelson
fled to exits and dove under tables.
Security personnel quickly subdued the protestors, one of whom...
The man is insane, Tom.
Full-blown schizophrenia.
He's been stalking Raymond, the FBI is all over this already.
I've seen the files.
- Have you seen them? - All over what?
Your bipolar war buddy has been sharing his dreams
with Senator Jordan.
Hello, Raymond.
Hello, senator. How's Jocelyn?
Have you fact-checked this with anyone, Tom?
Raymond.
Do you recognize this man?
No.
His name is Atticus Noyle.
He's a South African scientist and mercenary.
Someone our CIA turned to
for covert mind warfare against the Soviets in Afghanistan.
Someone who has sold his technology and services
to terrorists and rogue states.
And what does he have to do with me?
Major Bennett Marco claims that this man...
...brainwashed you.
In his dreams.
Contrived to have you win the Medal of Honor.
And has you poised to be the first privately owned and operated
vice president of the United States.
Sir, I've already spoken with Ben Marco.
Unfortunately, he's not a well man.
He's delusional.
Nevertheless,
he's pulled from his mad hat
some remarkably lucid connections
between his dreams of your exploits in Kuwait
and this Dr. Noyle
and the private equity fund Manchurian Global,
your mother's primary political benefactor for the past 15 years.
Oh, come on, Tom. They contribute to half the Senate.
Both sides of the aisle.
What are you saying?
At the time of Desert Storm, Dr. Atticus Noyle
was working under a research grant from Manchurian Global,
developing deep implant behavior modification.
Oh, my God.
Rogue scientists, mind control, Manchurian Global.
- You. - Tom.
Connect the dots, Raymond.
Where was your famous Lost Patrol
for those three missing days?
Eluding capture in the desert? Or somewhere else,
being microwaved by this Atticus Noyle?
- Oh, Tom. - I'm sorry, senator,
but what exactly are you suggesting I do?
Bow out gracefully.
Personal reasons, an obscure illness.
Yield your spot on the ticket and go into seclusion.
Oh, that's what this is about.
And then surrender yourself to federal authorities.
Help them trace this thing to its source
and address whatever damage may have been done to you.
And I'll be waiting for your press announcement
first thing in the morning.
- And then we'll talk. - Tom.
If there's any inkling of truth in any of these charges,
if anyone has ever harmed a hair on his head,
I will find out about it.
You have 12 hours, senator.
But if it's not true,
I will see you impeached on the floor of the Senate
and bury you.
Good night.
It's preposterous.
Idiotic story.
Mother, there's something I have to tell you.
What?
I've been having the dreams.
Ben said there were tests they could run to see if...
No. Where are you going?
Sergeant Shaw.
What?
Sergeant Raymond Shaw.
Mother, I...
Raymond Prentiss Shaw.
Yes.
Listen.
Good morning to you all,
and welcome to Amtrak's northbound Acela,
making station stops at Baltimore, Philadelphia,
Newark, New York's Penn Station
and Boston as the last stop...
Who's that?
It's Raymond, sir.
Oh, don't do that.
You're gonna get soaking wet, Raymond.
Raymond.
I came to apologize, sir.
Raymond, what are you doing?
- I'm sorry. - We'll get some help for you, son.
It's not your fault, Raymond. It's not your fault.
- I'm sorry, sir. - It's your mother...
Dad!
Help!
Oh, God. Daddy!
Help!
Raymond? What are you doing?!
What is going on? What is happening?
Where's my father?
What are you doing?
Dad! Dad!
The five-term senator
and recent front-runner for his party's vice presidential nomination
appears to have accidentally drowned
when his kayak overturned near his Chesapeake Bay weekend home.
Police say his daughter, 35-year-old Jocelyn,
may have been trying to rescue Jordan
when she was herself overcome by the icy water.
The bodies of Senator Jordan and his daughter
were discovered this morning by a crab fisherman
who spotted the capsized kayak floating far offshore,
nearly a mile from Senator Jordan's residence.
Neighbors say the senator was an expert kayaker whose morning trips
were a familiar sight along the western bank of the Bay.
Governor Arthur, do you have any comment on this tragic event?
Senator Jordan was a statesman of the highest integrity.
Tom Jordan was a friend.
A damn fine man.
Just a great American.
That's all for now. We'll have something for you a little later.
They're the latest target of SEC corruption probes,
but private equity fund Manchurian Global confirmed today
it is continuing with plans to finance privately owned combat units
to relieve beleaguered U.S. Troop deployments worldwide.
It is a move that could save the Defense Department billions of dollars.
How does Arthur die?
You know who I'm talking about, the new president.
If he dies, Raymond Shaw becomes the new president, doesn't he?
Chain of succession. That's what you got in mind.
That's what you people wanna do.
You wanna really run the world, don't you, Susie? Rosie?
Whatever the hell your name is. I got my library card and I got your tapes.
I do my research too. We're going to the feds,
we're going to the police, the newspapers, whatever it takes.
I am the feds.
Now, get off me!
Get off of me!
We found...
...an implant device...
...in Al Melvin.
You found one in Melvin.
Just like you said.
I'm part of a shadow unit. We've been watching you.
Trying to sort this thing out.
This isn't an election, this is a coup.
This is... In our own country, a regime change, in our own country.
Ben, don't. Ben.
This is rich people, Manchurian Global funding bad science
to put a sleeper in the White House, and that's what's going on, Rosie.
- That's what's going on. - I wanna believe you.
Well, then, believe me. Help me. Help me.
Shoot me, then. Help me or shoot me.
Make a decision.
I made a decision when I met you, Ben.
Now, why don't you show me what you have in your file.
- Sir! - Congressman!
Sir, do you have a statement for us tonight?
- Was exceptionally clear and simple.
A stronger, safer, more profitable world
through uncorruptible top-level management.
We trust you with our technology
and suddenly you turn him into a common hit man.
How fucking dare you. I trusted you with my son.
You didn't even ask us...
Don't lecture me! You swore to me that this was fail-safe.
No leaks, no glitches, no... No dreams.
Not even a shadow of what was done to Raymond...
You needed to ask before you acted. This is not a...
Tom Jordan was going to destroy my son and everything I've worked for,
and every one of us along with it. And you wanted me to what?
- Call a meeting? - Now, look, look, look.
In the larger course of history...
...there are key players...
...and role players, senator.
Bullshit! This is about my son and the future of this country.
I thought we understood each other.
I think we do. I think we really do.
- Your god is money. - Oh, wait, wait, and yours is...?
No, no. I'm a believer.
I am an optimist. I believe in the future.
And people who do, the ones who make history
instead of just sitting around watching it,
no, they're willing to take the big risks.
Yes, I made a decision.
Oh, God! Where are all the men anymore?
My father, Tyler Prentiss, never asked,
"Is this okay? Is this okay?"
You know what I'm saying, Mark?
He just did what needed to be done.
Come on, rise and shine, New York. It's a big day in the Big Apple.
That's right. All polls indicate that New Yorkers will be turning out
in record numbers today across the five boroughs
to select a new president.
At least, that's how the billboard says it's supposed to happen.
The polls open at 6 a.m.
And bars and taverns in Manhattan, Brooklyn, Queens, the Bronx,
and Staten Island will be opening shortly thereafter.
That's right, New Yorkers. We are free to drink and vote all day today.
Thank you. Thank you.
Thanks for coming out.
Congressman, good luck.
- Hello. - Hi.
- Hey. Thank you very much. - The next vice president, sir.
I hope so.
- Let's have a win. - We're with you. We're with you.
Thank you, Tony, take care.
Thank you.
Take care. Goodbye. Thanks very much.
It's clean.
It's all right, Evan.
How's your back?
I've been having the dreams, Ben.
Oh, that's good.
They're inside my head.
We'll get them out. I got the proof.
I know what they did to us. I just don't know why.
I dream things, Ben.
Terrible things that can't possibly have happened.
- I'm gone, Ben... - No, you're not, you're right here.
Ben...
...there's something I want you to have.
I don't deserve this.
Jocelyn's dead.
I know.
And the senator.
Yeah.
Did I...?
I think so, Raymond, yes.
I don't remember, Ben. I don't remember.
Raymond...
...did they tell you what it is they want you to do?
That's what I gotta find out.
We gotta find out what's gonna happen, where it's gonna happen...
Are we friends, Ben? I wanna believe we were friends.
We are connected and that's something nobody can take from us.
You could've had me locked up, but you didn't.
That's proof that there's something deep inside.
There's a part that they can't get to.
And it's deep inside of us. And that's where the truth is.
That's our only hope. That's what you and me need to tap into,
and that's what you and I are gonna use to take them out, Raymond.
We don't have much time. Please.
- I thought you were smarter than that. - Raymond, please.
You don't think they saw this coming, Ben?
You don't think they factored you in?
I am the enemy, Major Marco.
What are you talking about?
Yes, Mother.
Yes, he's right here.
- She wants you. - Me?
Yes, senator.
- Is this Captain Marco? - Yeah.
Captain Bennett Marco?
Yes.
Bennett Ezekiel Marco.
Yes.
Listen.
Hurry up!
Major Marco?
Ben?
- People can get together whenever they want and not get in trouble.
People should be allowed to say what is on their mind...
The Bill of Rights gives people...
Thank you.
The candidates made ritual trips to the voting booths today.
Governor Arthur, casting his ballot in North Platte,
will spend election night in the Big Apple with running mate Raymond Shaw
for their anticipated victory party.
The presidential rival, incumbent Vice President Nelson
returned to his home in Baton Rouge, Louisiana.
He attended special church services this morning...
- All clear. - Raymond...
- Clear. ...listen.
The bullet will strike Bob Arthur the moment you step forward
and arrive on your star beside him.
Because the assassin...
...the deranged, obsessed...
...tragically paranoid lone gunman...
...is trying to kill you.
Major Marco's an excellent marksman.
But you must stay very, very still
and stand right where you're supposed to stand.
What happens to Ben?
The assassin always dies, baby.
It's necessary for the national healing.
I'm sure you will never entirely comprehend this, darling.
But I want you to know, Raymond...
...I did this for you.
So that you could have what I couldn't.
What your father threw away.
The opportunity to lead this nation.
- I know, Mother. - And so I let them take you
and change you a little bit.
Not so much that you would notice,
but just enough to bring you back to who you really are.
And to what you will become.
Oh, and look at you.
Look at you. Look what you've achieved,
look how far we've come. It's working, Raymond.
And you're going to save our country now.
In the hour of her greatest need.
Yes, Mother.
But...
But when you smile...
...oh, darling, when you smile, that's what I live for.
When you smile.
Well, it's official. CBS News now projects
Robert Arthur and Raymond Shaw to be the next president
and vice president of the United States.
With at least 270 electoral votes and support of almost 70 percent
of votes tallied tonight.
Arthur and running mate Raymond Shaw are leading
in all but one remaining race,
in the sitting vice president's home state of Louisiana.
Wait, Jimmy. Jimmy, wait.
Wait. Go back. Can you go back?
Yeah.
- Stop. - Sure.
Now, can you zoom in on that guy?
Yep.
No, no, Jimmy, the other one. The one in the back. The one in the shades.
- This one? - Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Never mind. Thanks, Jimmy.
Arthur! That's right!
Arthur! Arthur!
- We did it. Wow. - Yeah!
All right! Yes!
- Yes. - Hi.
Thank you. Thank you.
Thank you.
Let's have a good show, people. Let's have a really good show, okay?
Arthur! Arthur! Arthur! Arthur!
Cue screens.
Very good.
Stand by with the first music cue.
Now, music.
Okay.
Damn it. Shaw missed his first position.
AOP! AOP!
Up there!
Ben!
All right. Bye.
The FBI has just released security footage
of the assassin of Raymond and Eleanor Prentiss Shaw
entering the hotel two hours before the fatal shooting.
Authorities have identified the gunman as Klaus Bachmann.
Bachmann was believed to have been killed in a car bomb explosion
in Chechnya four years ago.
He was employed there as a covert operation specialist
by Global Endeavors,
a U.K. Subsidiary of the equity fund giant Manchurian Global.
A second former Manchurian Global civilian contractor
was taken into custody by federal agents
at Chicago's O'Hare Airport early this morning.
Laurence Tokar made news during the Gulf War
for his presence on Raymond Shaw's famed Lost Patrol.
Tokar was missing in action after the ambush that resulted in Shaw
being awarded the Congressional Medal of Honor.
Authorities are exploring additional connections between the two men.
Still reeling from the recent tragic loss of Senator Thomas Jordan,
Congress has already announced a far-reaching investigation
into Jordan's death,
in an effort to learn if it is in any way related to the Shaw assassinations.
In a supercharged encounter moments ago, president-elect Arthur...
I remember running.
I had to...
...get out...
...to where the sky was. And had to...
...get to the water. Escape. Regroup.
Come back, get my men.
I thought that if I could just get to the water...
...everything would be okay.
If I could just get to the water.
Now, when you're rescued and returned with your patrol
to command headquarters,
what will be among the first of your duties that you'll undertake?
I'll recommend Sergeant Shaw for the Medal of Honor, sir.
He saved our lives.
He terminated the enemy. Led us across the desert to safety.
Excellent. And there were casualties?
There's always casualties in war, sir.
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