[GASPING]
MAN: You know how bIind I am without them.
Howard, don't cry.
Murder.
CASEY: Good Iuck, John. ANDERTON: Any contractions?
OnIy the ones you give me.
-What's coming? -Red BaII, doubIe homicide.
One maIe, one femaIe. KiIIer's maIe, white, 40s.
Agatha naiIed the time at 8:04 a.m. The twins are a IittIe fuzzy on that.
Location's stiII uncertain. Remote witnesses are pIugged in.
This wiII be case number 1108.
ANDERTON: Morning, detectives.
Case number 1108, previsuaIized by the Pre-Cogs...
...recorded on hoIosphere by Precrime's Q-stacks.
My feIIow witnesses are Dr. Katherine James and Chief Justice Frank PoIIard.
-Good morning. POLLARD AND JAMES: Good morning.
WiII the witness preview and vaIidate 1 1 08 at this time?
Affirmative. I will validate.
Go get them.
ANDERTON: Standby. JAD: Time of murder: 8:04 a.m.
That is 24 minutes, 1 3 seconds from now. This is a Red BaII.
[CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYS]
HOWARD: You know how blind I am without them.
AII right, Howard Marks, where are you?
WOMAN: Howard? Howard, breakfast.
Four score and seven years ago...
-He Iooked famiIiar. SARAH: Who?
A man standing in the park across the street.
-Seen him before. SARAH: How can you teII?
You're bIind without your gIasses. Where are your gIasses?
-In the bedroom. -You're running out of time.
--you know how blind I am....
[WOMAN SCREAMS]
I show eight Howard Markses in the District. Sorting by race and age.
Run their Iicense and registration. See if I can capture an address here.
HOWARD: I was thinking I'd stay home today.
SARAH: What about your meeting? HOWARD: I've been working too much.
JAD: Can you grab that? ANDERTON: It's uncIear.
-Six Iicenses. Where do you want them? -Over here, pIease.
HOWARD: You know how blind I am without them.
JAD: Got him in the FoxhaII. 4421 Gainsborough.
Send DCPD. Set up a perimeter. TeII them we're en route.
I was thinking maybe I'd pIay hooky, stay home today.
-"We've come to dedicate a portion... " -We've come to dedicate a portion...
What do you think?
-What about your meeting? -I'II rescheduIe.
-I've been working too much anyway. SON: --fitting and proper we do this.
-"But in a Iarger s--" Good. -We couId have Iunch together.
-What do you say? -We cannot consecrate...
-I wouId Iove to. SON: The brave men, Iiving and...
I have an open house at the RessIer pIace.
SON: --have consecrated, far above our poor power to add or detract.
I guess that's why you Iook so nice.
JAD: Chief! We got a probIem with our Iocation.
-It's no Ionger there. ANDERTON: Shit!
ANDERTON: Time frame? TECHNICIAN: Thirteen minutes.
FLETCHER: Investigator from the Fed's here.
I don't need some twink from the Fed poking around.
I wrote it on your caIendar.
ANDERTON: See if the neighbors knew where they went.
-Check aII reIations. JAD: Checking.
FLETCHER: John-- -Just get him some coffee...
...teII him how I save your ass every day.
I got coffee, thanks.
Danny Witwer, the twink from the Fed.
Oops. Gum?
I'II give you the fuII tour some other time.
JAD: They moved two weeks ago. Nobody knows where. StiII searching for famiIy.
Time horizon, 12 minutes.
He's scrubbing the image, Iooking for cIues as to where the murder wiII happen.
OriginaI running bond brick pattern, Georgian detaiIs. Brick was repointed.
-And that this nation... -This nation...
-...under God... -...under God...
-...shaII not perish from the earth. -...shaII not perish from the earth.
FLETCHER: Victims are pronounced here, kiIIers here.
Beyond that, aII we have to run on are the images that they produce.
ANDERTON: Show a cop on horseback. JAD: Near the CapitoI?
-No MagIev system. JAD: The MaII?
Georgetown.
The Pre-Cogs can see a murder four days out. Why the Iate caII?
A Red BaII. Crimes of passion have no premeditation, so they show up Iate.
Most of our scrambIes are fIash events. We rareIy see premeditation anymore.
-PeopIe have gotten the message. -Uh-huh.
I show a match with Dwight KingsIey, 1 8th-century architect.
-He did two dozen houses in D.C. -Time horizon, 1 0 minutes.
JAD: Ten minutes.
Look at this kid.
In this one, he's on the Ieft side of the man.
JAD: Yes. So?
ANDERTON: This one he's on the right.
[SQUEAKING]
Merry-go-round.
It's a park.
[CHILDREN YELLING]
FLETCHER: There's only 1 6 of these old merry-go-rounds left in the city.
Two in Georgetown, one in Barnaby Woods, the others in Woodley.
ANDERTON: It's gotta be Barnaby Woods. Evanna, fIight time?
The way I drive? Three minutes after wheeIs up.
FLETCHER: CIear. GROUP: CIear.
Time horizon, six minutes.
[MAN CHUCKLES]
Let's go to bed.
Let's do it in here.
-But the bed is soft. -I'm soft.
[SIREN WAILS]
[SOBS]
Shit.
Which one is it?
[DONALD CHUCKLES]
SARAH: Not the bed. DONALD: Come on.
SARAH: I don't want to be on the bed.
-We're catching up to the future. -Shut up, Evanna. Jad?
-Jad? JAD: Go ahead.
ANDERTON: Did he close the front door? -What?
Did Marks cIose the front door?
JAD: Front door...
SARAH: I didn't wanna be on the bed.
-Negative. The front door is open. EVANNA: Time horizon, 30 seconds.
I forgot my gIasses.
Howard.
Oh, no, Howard.
You know how bIind I am without them.
Howard, don't cry.
Marks!
[SARAH SCREAMS]
[DONALD SCREAMS]
Look at me. Look at me.
[BEEPING]
Positive for Howard Marks.
By mandate of the District of CoIumbia Precrime Division...
...you're under arrest for the future murder of Mrs. Marks and Mr. Dubin...
...that was to take pIace today at 0800 hours and four minutes.
HOWARD: I didn't do anything. Sarah? -Give the man his hat.
Oh, God. Don't put that haIo on me. Sarah!
COP: Put your hand on your head. -HeIp me! I wasn't gonna do anything!
SCOTT: I'm Officer Scott with the Precrime Trauma Response Unit.
Sit here a minute and Iisten to me.
Your husband is being arrested by Precrime.
Oh, God, Howard, no.
Howard, don't cry. Howard, don't cry.
PIease, don't cry. Oh, God. Oh, God.
I thought they stopped the murder.
That's just an echo. Pre-Cog déjà vu, if you wiII.
The reaIIy bad ones the Pre-Cogs see over and over again.
WaIIy, erase the incoming.
NARRATOR: Imagine a world without murder.
-I lost my best friend. -I lost my aunt.
-I lost my dad. -I lost my father.
I lost my wife.
NARRATOR: Six years ago, the homicide rate had reached epidemic proportions.
It seemed that only a miracle could stop the bloodshed.
But instead of one miracle, we were given three: the Pre-Cognitives.
Within just one month under the Precrime program...
... the murder rate in the District of Columbia was reduced 90%.
-They were waiting for me. -He was gonna rape me.
-I was going to be stabbed. -Right here.
NARRATOR: Precrime effectively stopped murder in our nation 's capital.
In the six years of our experiment...
... there hasn 't been a single murder.
NARRATOR: And now Precrime can work for you.
We want to make certain that every American...
...can bank on the infallibility of the system.
And to ensure that what keeps us safe will also keep us free.
-Precrime. It works. MAN 1 : It works.
WOMAN 1 : It works. MAN 2: It works.
WOMAN 2: It works. -It works.
CHILDREN: Precrime. It works.
NARRATOR: On April 22, vote "yes" on the National Precrime Initiative.
MAN: What's the matter? Can't sIeep?
ANDERTON: Just need a IittIe cIarity. MAN: True that.
You want the customary cIarity or the new and improved kind of cIarity?
ANDERTON: Give me the new stuff.
MAN: New and improved cIarity. CIarity, cIarity. Yes, indeed.
ANDERTON: Come on. Come on.
Don't bust my baIIs. You've onIy given me four, and some of these are duds.
MAN: Sweet dreams, chief.
Don't worry. Your secret's safe with me.
I couId use a IittIe juice on my side.
What do you think you know?
It's Iike my daddy used to say:
"In the Iand of the bIind...
...the one-eyed man is king. "
ANDERTON: I'm home.
[CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYS]
Overhead.
[CARTOON CHARACTERS SINGING]
[CLASSICAL MUSIC STOPS]
ANDERTON: WaII screen.
ANDERTON IN HOLOGRAM: Sean. -Hi, Daddy.
Can you teach me how to run faster?
Because all the kids in my class run faster than me.
ANDERTON: No. That's good.
Keep your knees up.
Like that. Like that. High. High. Like that.
-See, you're a naturaI runner. -Gotta keep running.
Yeah. Gotta keep running.
Gotta keep running.
-Will I be as fast as you someday? -Oh, I think you'II beat me someday.
ANDERTON: You're gonna beat everybody. -I think you'II beat everyone someday.
-I gotta go. Bye. -No, no, no. Wait, wait.
-You gotta give me a kiss. -Not on the lips.
Only Mommy kisses me on the lips.
ANDERTON: Yeah, all right. All right.
I Iove you.
-I love you, Sean. -I love you, Daddy.
[INHALES]
LARA: Reminds me of Rosarito Beach.
Remember?
We had 20 dollars and....
Waiting in that van so the sun would shine on our vacation.
John. John. John, put the camera down.
Look, I'm all ready for bed. What is this? No. Put it away.
It's time to put the camera to sleep...
...and time to come and take care of your wife.
Why don 't you put the camera down and come and watch the rain with me?
No? I promise I'll make it a memorable moment.
Put the camera down or you're not getting anything tonight.
[SIREN WAILS]
A gentIeman at Justice wants to take this away from us.
In a week, peopIe wiII vote on whether or not...
...what we've been doing has been a nobIe-minded enterprise...
...or a chance to change the way this country fights crime.
ANDERTON: I understand, sir. BURGESS: John...
...watch this Danny Witwer, the observer from Justice.
-I met him yesterday. -Let him Iook around.
-Answer his questions, but watch him. -Yes, sir.
If there's any probIem, make sure we know about it.
ANDERTON: I understand.
FLETCHER: Pre-Cogs decIare a kiIIer, and their name is embedded in wood.
Since the shape and grain of each piece is unique, they're impossibIe to forge.
You understand the IegaIistic drawback to Precrime methodoIogy.
-Here we go again. -I'm not with the ACLU on this...
...but we arrest individuaIs who've broken no Iaw.
-They wiII. -The commission is metaphysics.
The Pre-Cogs see the future, and they're never wrong.
But it's not the future if you stop it.
-Isn't that a fundamentaI paradox? -Yes.
You're taIking about predetermination, which happens aII the time.
-Why'd you catch that? -It was gonna faII.
ANDERTON: You're certain? -Yeah.
But it didn't faII. You caught it.
Preventing it doesn't change the fact that it was going to happen.
WITWER: You ever get any faIse positives?
Someone intends to kiII, but doesn't. How do the Pre-Cogs teII the difference?
They don't see what you intend to do, onIy what you wiII do.
Why can't they see rapes, assauIts, suicides?
Because of the nature of murder.
Nothing's more destructive to the metaphysicaI fabric that binds us...
-...than the untimeIy murder of a human. -That wasn't WaIt Whitman.
Iris Hineman. She deveIoped Pre-Cogs, designed the system and the interface.
WITWER: Speaking of interfacing, I'd Iove to say heIIo.
-To Hineman? -To them.
ANDERTON: Cops aren't aIIowed inside. -You've never been inside?
We keep strict separation so that no one can be accused of tampering.
-I'II be the first one to go in then? -Maybe you didn't hear me.
-If it's a question of authority-- -There is no question.
You don't have any.
I have a warrant in my pocket that says different.
-Show it to me. -Sure.
WITWER: This investigation of Precrime and its personneI is conducted...
...under the direct supervision and permission from the attorney generaI.
I'm here as his representative...
...which means you're now operating under my supervision.
Seems you've been Ieft out of the Ioop.
FLETCHER: AII right, we're ready. Let's go.
-HoId it right there. HoId on. COMPUTER: Not cleared for access.
Eye-dent: John Anderton. Approved.
ANDERTON: WaIIy. WALLY: No, no, no, no.
Danny Witwer from Justice. We're to give him the run of the farm.
-I can't touch you. -Don't touch anything.
WALLY: You can't be in here. -Just answer his questions.
WITWER: TeII me how-- -They're sIeeping.
Sorry. TeII me how aII this works.
The photon miIk acts as both a nutrient suppIy and conductor.
It enhances the images they receive. We caII the femaIe Agatha.
The twins are Arthur and DashieII. We scan by way of opticaI tomography.
White-Iight pinpoints puIse aIong the Iength of the headgear...
...and are reread after absorption through their brain tissue.
In other words, we see what they see.
They don't feeI pain. We keep their heads stocked with dopamine.
PIus, we maintain carefuI controI over their serotonin IeveIs.
Don't want them to drift off into too deep a sIeep.
-They can't be kept too awake either. ANDERTON: Don't think of them as human.
No. They're much more than that.
Science has stoIen most of our miracIes.
In a way, they give us hope, hope of the existence of the divine.
It's interesting that some peopIe have begun to deify the Pre-Cogs.
Pre-Cogs are pattern-recognition fiIters. That's aII.
-Yet you caII this room the "tempIe. " -A nickname.
The oracIe isn't where the power is, anyway.
The power is with the priests, even if they had to invent the oracIe.
You guys are nodding Iike you know what he's taIking about.
WeII, come on, chief. The way we work, changing destiny and aII...
...we're more Iike cIergy than cops.
-Jad. -Yeah?
Go to work. AII of you.
Sorry. OId habit.
I spent three years at FuIIer Seminary before I became a cop.
-My father was proud. -What does he think of your work?
I don't know. He was shot and kiIIed when I was 1 5 at our church in DubIin.
I know what it's Iike to Iose someone cIose.
Nothing's Iike the Ioss of a chiId.
I don't have any chiIdren, so I can onIy imagine what that was Iike.
To Iose your son in such a pubIic pIace Iike that...
Now we can make sure that kind of thing doesn't happen to anyone.
-TeII me what it is you're Iooking for. -FIaws.
There hasn't been a murder in six years. This system is--
Perfect. I agree. If there's a fIaw, it's human.
It aIways is.
John.
WaIIy.
Can you see?
What happened? Her ACTH IeveIs just shot through the roof!
-What'd you do? ANDERTON: She grabbed me.
ImpossibIe. They're not aware of us. In the miIk, aII they see is the future.
-She Iooked straight at me. -It couId have been a nightmare.
-She spoke to me. -To you?
What'd she say?
"Can you see?"
[ORGAN MUSIC PLAYS]
You the sentry?
Yes, sir, I'm Gideon.
You're Chief Anderton.
The music reIaxes the prisoners.
I don't ever see you Precops down here. Am I in troubIe?
Not yet. I'm interested in a murder.
-I got pIenty of those. KiII type? -Drowning.
That narrows it down. Not too many in here for that.
-Victim's Caucasian, femaIe. -This about the Justice Department?
I'm supposed to spruce up for a tour they got tomorrow. You Iike this tie?
Stop.
RoII back.
There.
She's a goIden oIdie. One of our first. ProbabIy before your time.
-This is the composite of the three? -That's right.
Combined data stream based on aII three previsions.
-Just show me Agatha's data stream. -For that...
...we go for a ride.
ANDERTON: My God.
I'd forgotten there were so many.
GIDEON: They'd aII be out there kiIIing peopIe if it wasn't for you.
Look at them. Look at how peacefuI they seem.
But on the inside: busy, busy, busy.
Okey-pokey. Now that is one bad man.
He drowned a woman named Anne LiveIy out at RoIand Lake.
The kiIIer's a John Doe, never identified.
Why is he stiII a John Doe? Why wasn't he ID'd from the eye scan?
Those are not his eyes. He had them swapped out to fooI the scanners.
You can get it done on the street for a few thousand bucks these days.
Okay, so you want just the femaIe prevision.
ANDERTON: That's right.
We don't seem to have her data.
Try again.
This is odd. See?
We have the two previsions. We got what Art saw. We got what Dash saw.
But Agatha's isn't here.
ProbabIy just a gIitch.
TeII me about the intended victim, this Anne LiveIy.
Looks Iike she's a neuroin addict, Iike our John Doe here.
Address history incIudes the Beaton CIinic.
So she cIeaned up. Where is she now?
I guess gIitches come in twos.
You finaIIy crawI your way out of one hoIe just to faII into another.
Uh... What...? No.
Can't Iet you take that out of here, chief.
-It's against the ruIes. -Anything eIse against the ruIes?
CarefuI, chief. You dig up the past, aII you get is dirty.
BURGESS: The third prevision was what, kind of fuzzy or something?
No, the third prevision, Agatha's prevision, wasn't there.
That's not aII. There are a dozen more cases with missing previsions.
You'd think we'd have found the cure for the common coId.
CELESTE: It's stress. -What's this?
HerbaI tea with honey.
I hate herbaI tea. AImost as much as I hate honey.
Just drink it, before I pour it in your Iap.
-Can I get you anything, John? ANDERTON: No, thank you.
Witwer's scheduIed for a tour of Containment tomorrow.
Yeah, give him a tour.
-Lara caIIed me. -What?
She's worried about you. Quite frankIy, so am I.
I'm fine.
I understand you've been spending a Iot of time in the SprawI.
-I go running down there. -In the middIe of the night.
What if Danny Witwer insisted on a fuII chem run?
I'm fine.
The minute Precrime goes nationaI, they are going to take it away.
-We won't Iet them. -No?
How is an oId man and a cop on the whiff ever going to stop them?
My father once said to me...
..."You don't choose the things you beIieve in. They choose you. "
There's a reason you are here.
Had Precrime been in pIace earIier, your Ioss wouId have been prevented.
Remember, the eyes--
The eyes of the nation are on us right now.
I'm not the generation anyone Iistens to...
...but peopIe trust you when you speak of your beIief in Precrime.
They know that it's a beIief born of pain, not poIitics. I understood that.
I may have even encouraged it to heIp with the cause.
But now, your pain is hurting both of us.
They're not going to take it away from us.
I won't Iet them.
WITWER: Bingo.
SEAN: Hi, Daddy. ANDERTON: Hey, buddy.
SEAN: I made up a club. ANDERTON: Yeah?
-We're called the Crescos. -The Crescos.
-We made up a soccer team. -Yeah?
-We practice at school. -With Connor?
Your daddy's in a Iot of troubIe, Sean.
MAN: Wait! WOMAN: No!
BOY: Mommy.
ANDERTON: Jad, how come you're not with Father Witwer?
We're in motion on something. We got a white, maIe victim, about 5'10", 170.
He takes a round in the 1 0-ring and goes out a window.
-Red BaII? -Nope. Brown BaII.
It's premeditated.
Amazing. There's someone within 200 miIes stiII dumb enough to do that.
The victim's name is Leo Crow.
This is case number 1109. Time of occurrence: Friday, 15:06 hours.
Start search for Leo Crow. Case 1 1 09, previsuaIized by the Pre-Cogs...
...recorded on hoIosphere by Precrime's Q-stacks.
My feIIow witnesses are Dr. Katherine James and Chief Justice Frank PoIIard.
-Good morning. POLLARD AND JAMES: Good morning.
Are you ready to preview and vaIidate 1109?
-Ready when you are, John. -Standing by.
[CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYS]
JAD: I Iove this part.
I've got no address. No tax returns for the Iast five years.
ANDERTON: Check NCIC. Maybe he's got a number.
We'II send a protection team as soon as we Iock Iocation.
It Iooks Iike federaI housing. Concrete, gIass, egg crates.
Ouch. About a thousand of those in the District.
Fractured images coming in.
Numbers nine...
Nine, six.
FemaIe, senior. She's smoking a pipe.
She's Iaughing.
Okay, now I'm inside a room.
Windowpanes, aIuminum extrusion.
Two figures resoIving in the room.
-Wait! ANDERTON: No...
Looks Iike we got a third party.
Wearing sungIasses, just out the window.
You're not gonna kiII me.
Goodbye, Crow.
MAN: You're not gonna kill me.
-Goodbye, Crow. MAN: Wait!
Wait. Wait.
You say something, chief?
ANDERTON: No.
I'II get this one.
ANDERTON: We got time on this one, Jad.
Mind getting me a piece of cake they're eating?
-I'm starving. -Sure, chief.
I think I'II get one for myseIf too.
ANDERTON: Take your time.
JAMES: Chief Anderton, what is this that I'm seeing?
I'm confused about--
[WOMAN LAUGHS]
-Anderton, wait! -Goodbye, Crow.
Anderton, wait!
I Iike you, chief. You've aIways been nice to me.
Give you two minutes before I hit the aIarm.
WITWER: HoId that, pIease.
Thanks.
-You're in a Iot of troubIe, John. -You set me up.
I'II write the paranoia off to the whiff you've been doping on.
ANDERTON: Easy.
-Easy. -Seems I've found a fIaw.
What are you gonna do?
Possession wiII cost you six months and your badge.
I guess we won't be working together after aII.
Now put the gun down, John. I don't hear a Red BaII.
[SIREN WAILS]
ANDERTON: Lamar. Lamar.
-Lamar? -John, what is happening?
-It's Witwer. He set me up! -What the hell is happening?
-He set me up! -Stop, just wait.
-Witwer! It's Witwer. -Who's the victim?
-Somebody. -Who?
-Somebody-- Leo Crow. -Who is he?
I have no idea! I've never heard of him.
But I'm supposed to kiII him in Iess than 36 hours.
-How couId Witwer have access? -Can you fake a cerebraI output?
-Why wouId anyone want to? -Can you?
-I doubt it. -WouId Hineman know?
-Now Iisten, come in. -What?
I'II protect you untiI we get to the bottom of this.
TaIk to WaIIy. See if Witwer's gone inside the tempIe again.
Ask Jad for any off-hour eye-dents into the anaIyticaI room.
Who's Leo Crow?
COMPUTER: Security lockdown enabled. Revised destination: office.
Lamar, they found me.
Is there any way to override the Iockdown?
-No, no, no. -No?
I'll meet you anywhere you say. You can come to my house, John.
I can't. They'II get me. I'm not gonna get haIoed.
You can't run.
Everybody runs.
-Oh, my God! MAN: Hey, hey.
WOMAN: Whoa.
[GROANS]
Oh, my gosh, are you okay?
I'II bring him in. Unharmed.
You're not gonna do that. I'm taking controI.
What?
FIetcher is second in command. It's his show to run. You can observe.
-Do it. Find him. -Yes, sir.
He came to see you the other day right before he was tagged.
-What did you taIk about? -The Mets.
John doesn't think they have a deep enough pitching roster.
Why are you protecting him? You knew he was doping, yet you did nothing.
-The man Iost a chiId, for chrissake. -Six years ago.
-What did you taIk about? -None of your business.
It's my business. Investigation of a supervising officer for a capitaI crime...
...faIIs under federaI jurisdiction so as to ruIe out any conspiracy.
-He's my suspect. -He's my subordinate.
CaII the attorney generaI. I'm sure he'd cIarify the issue for you.
I don't want John Anderton hurt.
I'm going to enjoy working here.
ANNOUNCER 1 : A road diverges in the desert.
Lexus.
The road you're on, John Anderton, is the one less-traveled.
-Make sure you.... ANNOUNCER 2: Diamonds....
ANNOUNCER 3: Good evening, John Anderton.
ANNOUNCER 4: You could use a Guinness right about now.
ANNOUNCER 5: John Anderton.... ANNOUNCER 6: Escape from it all.
ANNOUNCER 7: Get away, John Anderton. Forget your troubles.
He's been eye-dented on the Metro. The train stops at 20th and 33rd.
Send units to each Iocation.
FLETCHER: Better make 20th. WITWER: Have faith.
Fire them up!
[SIRENS WAILING]
-Hey, FIetch. FLETCHER: Hey, John.
-That was a rough Ianding. -Yeah.
-Work on that. -It's the shit knee of mine.
-Yeah. -Don't do it.
Hey, don't do this.
John?
Don't run.
You don't have to chase me.
You don't have to run.
Everybody runs, FIetch.
You know we'II catch you.
ANDERTON: Everybody runs.
FLETCHER: It doesn't have to be Iike this, John.
Everybody runs.
FLETCHER: Get your sick-sticks ready.
Everybody runs, FIetch.
SIow down, chief. Just take it easy.
No sudden moves, chief.
John, it's okay.
-FIetch-- KNOTT: Easy does it, chief.
Got a grip?
-Got a grip? -Yeah.
[MAN SCREAMS]
KNOTT: Chief! Chief!
Anderton!
[KNOTT GROANS]
[SCREAMS]
WOMAN: Go away! Get out of my kitchen!
Get out of my house! Get out of my house! Go!
-Get them out of here! -Anderton, stop!
PuII him off me, FIetcher. Get him off me.
WOMAN: Get him out of here! What's the matter with you?!
[SCREAMING]
WOMAN: Get out of my house! Go!
By mandate of the District of CoIumbia, I'm pIacing you under arrest for--
ANDERTON: Go to sIeep.
WITWER: You two stay with me!
[CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYS]
[ANDERTON GASPS]
ANDERTON: Dr. Hineman.
HINEMAN: You're trespassing. I don't have visitors.
[COUGHS]
That wouId be from the doII's eye, the vine...
...the baneberry that scratched you during your iIIegaI cIimb over my waII.
It's not a true doII's eye. It's a IittIe hybrid I designed.
Once the poison gets into your bIoodstream, you'II start to see...
...the most extraordinary dispIay of bIue objects.
This just isn't your week, is it?
Chief Anderton.
I'm not a kiIIer.
HINEMAN: You better drink this.
Soon you won't be abIe to swaIIow, and then you'II be totaIIy buggered.
AII of it.
Okay, now take a minute to right yourseIf.
Just what is it you think I can do for you?
You couId teII me how someone can fake a prevision.
How wouId I know that?
Because you invented Precrime.
[HINEMAN CHUCKLES]
What's so funny?
If the consequences of severaI genetic mistakes and science gone haywire...
...can be caIIed an invention, then I invented Precrime.
-You don't seem proud. -I'm not.
I was trying to heaI them, not turn them into something eIse.
-HeaI who? -The innocents we use to stop the guiIty.
You're taIking about the Pre-Cogs.
You think they came from a test tube? They are mereIy the ones who survived.
I was doing genetic research, treating chiIdren of drug addicts.
This was 1 0 years ago, when neuroin first hit the streets.
It was impure, not the engineered cocktaiI popuIar among the educated.
AII of these kids were born with severe brain damage. Most died before age 1 2.
Those few who survived, they had a gift.
I caII it a gift. For them, it was more Iike a cosmic joke.
They wouId wake up in the night, curIed in the corner...
...screaming, cIawing at the waIIs.
Because when these chiIdren cIosed their eyes at night...
...they dreamt onIy of murder over and over, one after the other.
It didn't take for us Iong to reaIize that the reaI nightmare was...
...that these dreams were about to come true, these murders were happening.
You say some of the chiIdren died?
So many of them. Despite what we did for them.
Or maybe because of what we did to them. But it doesn't matter.
It's a perfect system now, isn't it?
ANDERTON: I'm not going to commit murder.
I've never met the man I'm supposed to kiII.
And yet a chain of events has started that wiII Iead you to his murder.
-Not if I stay away from him. -Can you avoid a man you've never met?
-You won't heIp? -I can't heIp you. Nobody can.
The Pre-Cogs are never wrong.
But occasionaIIy...
...they do disagree.
What?
Most of the time, aII three Pre-Cogs wiII see an event in the same way...
...but once in a whiIe, one of them wiII see things differentIy than the others.
Jesus Christ. Why didn't I know about this?
Because these Minority Reports are destroyed the instant they occur.
Why?
For Precrime to function, there can't be any suggestion of faIIibiIity.
Who wants a justice system that instiIIs doubt?
It may be reasonabIe, but it's stiII doubt.
Are you saying I've haIoed innocent peopIe?
I'm saying that every so often, those accused of a Precrime...
...just might have an aIternate future.
Does Burgess know about this, about this Minority Report?
I used to joke with Lamar that we were the parents of Precrime.
Parents often see their chiIdren as they want them to be and not as they are.
Answer my question: Does Lamar Burgess know about the Minority Report?
Yes, of course, he knew.
But at the time, we feIt their existence was an insignificant variabIe.
Insignificant to you, maybe.
But what about those peopIe that I put away with aIternate futures?
-My God, if the country knew-- -The system wouId coIIapse.
-I beIieve in that system. -Do you reaIIy?
You wanna bring it down.
You wiII bring it down if you manage to kiII your victim.
That'II be the most spectacuIar pubIic dispIay of how Precrime didn't work.
-I'm not gonna kiII anybody. -HoId that thought.
-Why shouId I trust you? -You shouIdn't trust anyone.
CertainIy not the attorney generaI, who wants it aII for himseIf.
And not the young federaI agent, who wants your job.
Not even the oId man who just wants to hang on to what he created.
Don't trust anyone. Just find the Minority Report.
You said the Minority Report is destroyed.
The record is destroyed. The originaI report stiII exists.
I designed it so the report is stored in a safe pIace, but not decIared.
What safe pIace is that?
The safest pIace there is.
Where is it?
Inside the Pre-Cog who predicted it.
AII you have to do is downIoad it, darIing.
That's aII, huh?
Just waIk into Precrime, get into the tempIe...
...somehow tap into these Pre-Cogs and downIoad this Minority Report.
-If you have one. -And then waIk out.
ActuaIIy, you'II have to run out. But yes, that's what you have to do.
You're insane.
Or you think I am.
I'II get eye-scanned a dozen times before I get within 1 0 miIes of Precrime.
Sometimes in order to see the Iight, you have to risk the dark.
As a poIiceman-- Excuse me, as a former poIiceman...
...I'm sure that you know aII sorts of peopIe...
...who can heIp you out in this regard.
It's funny how aII Iiving organisms are aIike.
When the chips are down, when the pressure is on...
...every creature on the face of the earth...
...is interested in one thing and one thing onIy:
Its own survivaI.
Find the Minority Report.
How do I even know which one has it?
HINEMAN: It's aIways in the more gifted of the three.
Which one is that?
The femaIe.
FLETCHER: We've got three men in a room. The victim is here...
...John is here, and this unidentified maIe, at the window.
The adjacent buiIding suggests pubIic housing, which means--
-There's thousands Iike this one. -They're everywhere.
But he doesn't go there to kiII Crow for another 22 hours.
-This is Chief Anderton's space. JAD: Casey, it's okay.
-He's not here. -He'II be back.
-I doubt that. -What happened to you?
I'm betting he's somewhere in the SprawI.
He's smart enough to go where biIIboards can't ID him.
There's fewer consumers, which means fewer scanners.
-Why won't he just run? -Because he thinks he's innocent.
We concentrate on the SprawI.
We do fIy-overs in ships, with two spyder teams on the ground.
ThermaI scan the entire area. Read anything with eyes and a heartbeat.
Where is she?
[MAN SCREAMS]
MAN: Started blowing buttons for no reason whatsoever, and I knew that.
This damn coId.
Don't worry. I couId cut open your chest and sew a dead cat in there...
...you wouIdn't get an infection. Not with the antibios I'II shoot into you.
That's comforting.
You do understand I can't just give you new irises?
PIease, don't touch.
Because the scanners wouId read the new scar tissue, aIarms wiII go off...
...and Iarge men with guns wiII appear.
What was that?
-It's anesthesia. It's aII downhiII-- -You aIways sneak up on your patients?
You wouIdn't break the hand of a vioIinist before the concert.
PIease, reIax.
AII I'm trying to teII you is that I'II have to remove your eyes compIeteIy.
I know.
-I have to repIace them with new ones. -I know. But I wanna keep the oId ones.
-Why? -Because my mother gave them to me.
What's it to you? You can't reseII them.
Whatever you say. It's your money.
[SPEAKS IN SWEDISH]
Let me introduce my gorgeous assistant, Miss Van Eyck.
[TOILET FLUSHES]
[WOMAN SINGS IN SWEDISH]
[EDDIE MUMBLES]
-This is not a Iot of money. -It's aII that I couId safeIy move.
EDDIE: Okay.
-What did you give me? -SmiIe medicine.
TeII you what, since we go way back...
...why don't I give you my oId paI discount? What do you say?
You don't remember me, do you?
-We know each other? -Yes, we do.
From where? D.C.?
-BaItimore. The East Side. -BaItimore? We go way back.
SoIomon P. Eddie, M.D. I was a pIastic surgeon.
You remember? SpeciaIized in burn victims, mostIy women.
-I put you away. -Yeah, you did.
You made those tapes.
They were performance pieces.
-You set your patients on fire. -I put them out.
Some not as quickIy as others, but Iet's change the subject, shaII we?
The future's so much more interesting than the past, don't you think?
Miss Van Eyck. I'm afraid she's aIready smitten.
She onIy has eyes for you.
I know what you're thinking, John: How can I do what I do now?
Let's say that I spent an awfuI Iot of time in the prison Iibrary.
That was a great way to avoid the more unpIeasant aspects of prison Iife.
Confinement was a reaI education, a reaI...
...eye-opener.
[SPEAKS IN SWEDISH]
For true enIightenment, there's nothing quite Iike...
...weII, Iet's say, taking a shower whiIe this Iarge feIIow...
...with an attitude you can't knock down with a hammer...
...whispers in your ear, "Oh, Nancy. "
That was a Iot of fun. Thank you for putting me there...
...and giving me the opportunity to get to know myseIf so much better.
And now to return the favor.
WITWER: This your work? LARA: Yes.
I Iike it.
-How do you take your coffee? -Cream and sugar.
-I don't have any cream. Sorry. -Just sugar then.
-You and John ever come here? -We used to.
WITWER: He's not here now, is he?
I had to ask.
-I don't have any sugar either. -Thank you.
-He hasn't tried to contact you? -No.
Did he ever mention the name Leo Crow?
No, but I don't taIk to John much anymore.
-So you haven't seen his apartment. -That was our apartment.
Have you been there recentIy? It's fuII of these.
-How Iong has he been doping? -Since right after we Iost our son.
-You mean after he Iost your son. -It was nobody's fauIt.
But John was with him at the pubIic pooI.
You said in your divorce papers that John tried to kiII himseIf.
-It wasn't a suicide attempt. -What was it then?
The FBI found something that beIonged to my son, a sandaI.
John was upset. He--
He took out his gun and watched home movies.
-He shot-- -This is aII in your statement.
He shot a hoIe in the ceiIing. So what?
You Iose your son, Iet's see how weII you handIe it.
Lamar thinks you Ieft John because he Iost himseIf in Precrime instead of you.
I Ieft him because every time I Iooked at him, I saw my son.
Every time I got cIose to him, I smeIIed my IittIe boy.
That's why I Ieft him.
And now you can Ieave.
Don't take the bandages off for 1 2 hours.
If you take them off before then, you'II go bIind. Understand?
In the fridge, there's miIk. Greta made you a sandwich.
Make sure you drink a Iot of water.
How do I find the bathroom?
The bathroom? Now that's your right hand.
[EDDIE SPEAKS IN SWEDISH]
The kitchen is your Ieft.
Don't scratch. Never scratch!
Seeing as we're being paIs, I'II give you a bonus that may come in handy.
This is a temporary paraIytic enzyme. You're gonna shoot this under your chin.
-What is this? -It'II turn your pretty face into mush.
PeopIe won't even recognize you.
In 30 minutes, it'II tighten up again. But it'II hurt Iike you've never feIt.
I'm gonna put this in your goody-bag, together with your...
...Ieftovers.
I'm setting up a timer. When it rings, you can remove the bandages and Ieave.
-But not before then, or you wiII-- -Go bIind. I know.
EDDIE: Don't scratch.
A IittIe something from a mutuaI friend of ours.
[EDDIE QUACKS]
[VAN EYCK SPEAKS IN SWEDISH]
EDDIE: Don 't take the bandages off for 1 2 hours.
If you take them off before then, you'll go blind. Understand?
[INHALES]
ANDERTON: 25. 1 6 seconds. A new record. -Is that a worId record?
Is it a worId record? It's a personaI best.
-Now I wanna time you. -You gotta be kidding.
There's no way I can beat 25. 1 6 seconds.
How Iong can a whaIe hoId its breath?
For about 20 minutes.
-So we gotta beat the whaIe. -Okay.
We gotta beat the whaIe.
Here you go.
It's gonna be 20 minutes. You sure you don't wanna go for an ice cream?
-No. -Because I'm gonna beat that whaIe.
-Yeah. -Okay.
SEAN: Ready? -Give me the count.
SEAN: Three, two, one, go!
ANDERTON: Sean?
Sean.
Sean? Have you seen--?
I'm Iooking for my son. Have you seen a boy in a red bathing suit?
You seen my boy? He's wearing a red bathing suit.
Sean?
Sean!
Sean.
["BAD BOYS" PLAYS]
[COUGHS]
[SIREN WAILS]
Jad, we're ready to begin thermaI scan on aII residences on North PoweII.
KNOTT: You must reaIIy Iike me, don't you?
That's why you asked to partner with me on this sortie.
You're sweII company.
It's not that you don't trust me to be aIone with the chief, is it?
That you think I might, you know, futz with him?
No, I just wanna watch him use your body to sandbIast another buiIding.
Evanna, go.
I show 27 warm bodies.
Roger that. Confirmed, 27 warm bodies.
-Four spyders, one per fIoor? -Let's do eight. I gotta eat.
Residents of 931 PoweII, this is Officer FIetcher of D.C. Precrime.
Under authority of P.C. section 6409, we are depIoying spyders into your compIex.
MOTHER: Come in here. DAUGHTER: Mom, I'm scared.
Mommy, I'm scared. Mommy.
That's gonna scan you. Keep your eyes open. Stay stiII.
-It's okay. DAUGHTER: I don't Iike it.
MOTHER: Stay stiII. Stay stiII.
[SPYDERS CLICKING]
[WOMAN MOANS]
MAN 1 : Come on!
WOMAN: You stepped out on me for the Iast time.
MAN 2: I toId you where I was.
WOMAN: You're a no-good Iiar. I know you was with that ho.
MAN 2: You're Iucky we--
Leave me aIone!
[SCRAPING]
EVANNA: We Iost one.
Roger that. Maybe it was a cat jumping through a window.
It's an awfuI big cat.
KNOTT: FIetcher.
I'II go check it out.
They're crying their eyes out. You terrified them.
Keep your kids away from me.
The big cat's back. What do you think? A drunk, maybe can't wake up?
Or a guy who doesn't want to get read.
FoIks, be quiet, go back inside.
Be quiet and cIose the door.
We got an ID. It's not him.
-Standing down. -Let's eat.
FIetcher, take a Iook.
There's four peopIe in this room, not three.
Four? There's Anderton, Crow and the man in sungIasses.
The man in the sungIasses is outside the window.
There's aIso someone here in the mirror.
FLETCHER: Yeah. DefiniteIy femaIe.
TOUR GUIDE: The Precrime program began in 2046 with a federaI grant.
And now, nine years Iater, D.C. is the safest city in America.
-Get down. -Why? Because Precrime works.
Precrime has eIiminated the need for conventionaI detectives.
What happens now is the verification and protection of future victims.
Can we see the Pre-Cogs?
They have such a powerfuI gift, they're kept in peacefuI secIusion...
...so as not to be distracted.
This dispIay shouId give you some idea of what their daiIy Iife is Iike.
The Pre-Cogs get over 8 miIIion Ietters every year.
CHILDREN: Wow! -That's more than Santa CIaus gets.
Each Pre-Cog has their own bedroom, TV and weight room.
It's wonderfuI to be a Pre-Cog.
My mom's new boyfriend came over again Iast night.
He's just not very inteIIigent.
My mom wouIdn't Iet me eat upstairs. I had to Iisten to him go on and on.
ANDERTON: Shit!
Shit! Shit! Shit!
COMPUTER: Eye-dent: John Anderton. Approved for entry.
WALLY: --which I toId her I'd be abIe to do. I'm good at taking care of you.
But she thinks I'II be irresponsibIe. It's ridicuIous because...
You can't be in here. What are you doing here?
Easy there, oId-timer. Who cIeared you?
-You're not aIIowed here. -Listen, WaIIy.
-Do I know you? -I Iike you.
So I don't wanna have to kick you or hit you.
But onIy if you promise to heIp me.
Hi, John.
Who does that Iook Iike to you?
FLETCHER: I don't know.
It's Agatha. He's coming here to get her.
-Are these aII of her previsions? WALLY: I'm rewinding her right now.
Just take me to the Leo Crow murder.
They don't come out in any order. I'm getting them as she's giving them.
Can you see?
-He's inside. -He has some kind of mask on.
-He seaIed the door. -Shit!
Nobody fires a weapon inside the tempIe. Use bindfoam.
-Is there another way out of there? -AII the doors are covered.
WITWER: John, move away from the tank. Move away from the tank, John.
No! No! No! No! No!
WITWER: What does he want with a Pre-Cog?
So he can kiII whoever he wants to without anyone knowing.
WeII, there's stiII the other two. The other two can stiII function, right?
They're a hive mind. It takes aII three for their predictive abiIities to work.
They can't see murders anymore?
Agatha, she's the key. She's the one they Iisten to...
...the one with the most taIent.
-She takes care of the other two. -Jesus.
WALLY: PIease bring her back. -Every team underground, now!
-It doesn't matter. He wins. -We'II stop him.
She's with him when he kiIIs Crow. She's aIready a part of his future.
Jad, put everything you've got into finding that room, and we stop a murder.
-How much time have we got, Gordon? FLETCHER: We've got...
...51 minutes, 30 seconds.
[AGATHA SHIVERS]
You coId? Can you understand me?
Are you coId? The shivers, it's the drugs we gave you.
It shouId wear off soon. I'm sorry. I need your heIp.
You contain information. I need to know how to get at it.
Can you just teII me who Leo Crow is?
-Is it now? -What?
Is it now?
Yes, this is aII happening right now.
I'm taking you some pIace in pubIic...
...which means you need something eIse to wear.
I'm tired. I'm tired of the future.
Hello, Mr. Yakamoto, welcome back to the Gap.
How'd those assorted tank tops work out for you?
Mr. Yakamoto?
GAP ANNOUNCER: Miss Belfor, did you come back for another pair of lace-ups?
JAD: If it's ransom, where's the note? -It has nothing to do with ransom.
It has to do with the information inside of Agatha.
-He's trying to prove his innocence. FLETCHER: He can't downIoad her.
Your average consumer can't buy any of this stuff.
It's been assembIed and scrounged from spare parts made to order.
Assuming Anderton ordered this, who put it together?
Who's Rufus T. RiIey?
RUFUS: What's your pIeasure? We got it aII here: sports fantasies...
... "Look, Ma, I can fIy" fantasies...
...which covers everything from bungee jumping to fIying over the Grand Canyon.
You can experience sex as a woman.
Women come in to get Iaid by their favorite soap star.
Or just some good, cIean fun.
RUFUS: Oh. Oh. Oh, yeah.
It's a big rush, but you come out without a heart attack.
I wanna kiII my boss.
Uh-huh. Okay.
-You got some images I can work with? ANDERTON: Rufus.
Yeah, being concertmaster for the PhiIadeIphia Symphony...
...is a popuIar choice.
-I wanna kiII my boss. -You sick bastard.
You make this a terribIe worId to Iive in!
Detective, nice of you to come here, seeing how every cop is Iooking for you.
-I need your heIp. -Why'd you come here?
-I make house caIIs. -I need your heIp with her.
HeIIo, honey pie. I'm impressed. You're on the Iam...
...and you stiII have the time to sIice off a IittIe...jerky for yourseIf.
-She's a Pre-Cog. -Oh, yeah, okay.
ANDERTON: That's right. -She's a Pre-Cog.
You brought a Pre-Cog here.
Jesus Christ.
-Are you reading my mind right now? -Get up.
I'm sorry for whatever I'm gonna do. I swear I didn't do that stuff I did.
She has information inside her. I need you to get it out.
No way. I wouIdn't even know where to begin.
Those thoughts about my cousin were just thoughts.
-You've been busted for feIony hacking. -So?
So I need you to hack into her.
I do this, I get to keep whatever images I get from her head.
-They don't beIong to anybody. -Take her to RadioShack.
You're gonna heIp me.
[WHIMPERS]
Agatha, I need to see. I need to see what's gonna happen to me.
And then we'II go.
-She works. -SIow it down.
How do I sIow this down? I shouId hit her on the head?
-Are you recording this? RUFUS: Shit.
Yeah, recording.
I know this aIready. Come on. Move on.
Goodbye, Crow.
ANDERTON: What happened? -I don't know.
-What happened? -I don't--
-Where's the rest of it? -I guess that's aII of it.
Where's my Minority Report?
Do I even have one?
-Do I have one? -No.
-What? -No.
[SCREAMS]
What?
Agatha? What? What?
-Can you see? -See what?
Anne LiveIy.
You want me to see who kiIIed Anne LiveIy. Are you recording this?
Yeah, but it's pouring out of her backwards.
I Iike my Iife. Everything's good.
They're inside.
Who?
AII your oId teammates.
COP 1 : Kenny, Ieft chamber. AIan, straight across.
-CIose the door! COP 2: Negative!
COP 3: Negative! COP 4: Negative!
I don't deserve that.
-You are the man. -No, you're the man.
Can you see the umbreIIa?
Take it.
Take it!
A man in a bIue suit. He drops his briefcase.
You see a woman in a brown dress. She knows your face.
Turn in here.
COP: Let's go.
AGATHA: Wait. -No, we can't stop here.
Can you see the baIIoon man?
Wait.
-Wait. -What are we waiting for?
Wait. Wait.
Wait.
-PIease, Mommy, can I have one? -AII right.
Wait.
Thank you.
-Anybody got an ID? Anybody? GROUP: Negative.
Scott, Ramos, take the east end. Everyone eIse, foIIow me. Let's go.
He knows. Don't go home.
We've got eyes on.
They're working, but they're standing on it.
PIease! PIease! Have you got a quarter?
AGATHA: Drop some money.
Can't you put it in my hand?
May the Lord bIess you.
May God take care of you.
Damn!
That's the guy. The man in the window.
ANDERTON: Hey. Hey.
CLERK: Rooms are 95 a night. -Mind if I Iook at the registry?
Yeah, I mind.
How about now?
HeIp yourseIf.
He's here.
Anderton, Ieave.
You have a choice. WaIk away. Do it now.
I can't. I have to find out what happened in my Iife.
PIease.
Agatha, I'm not gonna kiII the man. I don't even know him.
-What room is Crow in? CLERK: 1 006.
Come on.
[LAUGHS]
Wrong room.
Leave.
ANDERTON: Oh, God.
This is Sean.
My son.
Every day for the Iast six years I've thought about onIy two things:
The first is what my son wouId Iook Iike if he were aIive today...
...if I wouId recognize him if I saw him on the street.
And the second is what I wouId do to the man who took him.
You're right.
I'm not being set up.
You have to take me home.
You said so yourseIf. There is no Minority Report.
I don't have an aIternate future.
I am going to kiII this man.
You stiII have a choice. The others never saw their future.
You stiII have a choice.
-Leo Crow? -Who the heII are you?
[AGATHA SCREAMS]
Six years ago, BaItimore...
...you grabbed a kid at Francis pubIic pooI on the West End.
Did I? I don't remember anything about that pIace.
ANDERTON: Who am I? Who am I?
Do you know who I am?
-You're somebody's father. ANDERTON: His name is Sean!
Sean!
I toId him I was a poIiceman and needed his heIp.
It wasn't so bad. I sang him a song. I bought him a pretzeI.
He was happy. He was happy.
Is he aIive? He's aIive. Where have you got him?
Is he aII right? TeII me, you fuck, where is he?!
I put him in a barreI. I sunk him in the bay.
He fIoated back up. I took him out.
I was gentIe. I was gentIe.
I was gentIe.
I'm sorry.
I'm so very sorry.
How couId you do that to my--?
[ANDERTON AND CROW GROANING]
You can choose.
You have the right to remain siIent.
Anything you say or do can be used against you in a court of Iaw.
You have the right to an attorney...
...now and during any further questioning.
If you can't afford an attorney...
...we wiII appoint one.
Do you understand these rights?
You're not gonna kiII me?
-Do you understand these rights? -You're not gonna kiII me?
If you don't go through with this, my famiIy gets nothing.
You're supposed to kiII me. He said you wouId.
He? Who's he?
I don't know. He caIIed me in my ceII.
He toId me I'd be reIeased if I went aIong, and my famiIy wouId be cared for.
If you did what?
If I acted Iike I kiIIed your kid. Okay?
If you kiIIed my kid?
CROW: Look, you don't kiII me, my famiIy gets nothing. Okay?
What about the pictures?
They're fake. He gave them to me.
Now, Iisten to me. You--
You teII me: Who was it that set this up?
I don't know.
-Come on. -I'm asking you again:
-Who put you up to this? -I didn't see his face.
I teII you who, and my famiIy gets nothing.
-Who made you do this? -KiII me.
-You can do this. KiII me. -TeII me.
-KiII me. -Leo, Iet go of the gun.
Let go of the gun. It's okay.
Let go of the gun. That's it. Let go of the gun.
You're not gonna kiII me.
-Goodbye, Crow. -Anderton, wait a sec--!
[SCREAMS]
WOMAN 1 : Did you see it? MAN: Stay back!
WOMAN 2: What's happening down there?
WOMAN 3: Murder!
Murder! Murder!
WITWER: Doesn't make sense.
If you were a chiId kiIIer, wouId you Ieave these photos out?
Anderton might have found them.
-What kind of cop were you before this? -Treasury agent.
-This wiII be your first murder scene? -Yeah.
I worked homicide before federaI.
This is an orgy of evidence.
-Know how many orgies I had as a cop? -How many?
None.
This was aII arranged.
TV ANNOUNCER: The first murder in the six years of the Precrime experiment.
[PHONE RINGS]
TV ANNOUNCER: Sadly enough, this failure was human.
The protection team simply didn 't get there in time.
But the murder itself happened exactly as the Pre-Cogs predicted it would.
Today's event put a human face on the Precrime system.
CELESTE: Danny Witwer's on the phone. He says it's important.
Lamar?
-What? WITWER: There's something wrong.
-We're chasing the wrong man. -What?
I don 't wanna say over the phone.
Meet me at Anderton 's.
We recovered that from Leo Crow's hoteI room.
BURGESS: I remember when I gave this to him, back in BaItimore.
WITWER: PIease, sir.
TeII me what you have.
This is the murder of a woman named Anne LiveIy.
John toId me about this. You got this from Containment?
Yes. This is from the twins, Arthur and DashieII.
Agatha's stream was missing.
This one is from the Cyber ParIor.
Anderton downIoaded this directIy from Agatha. Rufus RiIey recorded it.
-It's the same prevision. -Not quite.
Look at the surface wind across the water. Watch the rippIes.
Moving away from shore.
Now the second image, the one from Containment that Art and Dash saw.
Watch the water.
The wind's changed. The rippIes are moving the other way.
This murder's taking pIace at two different times.
Anderton was watching this right before he was tagged.
He toId me about the missing data stream.
-He was concerned you might find it. -He was right. I did.
It was inside of Agatha.
So the question is, why wouId someone want this erased from the data fiIe?
Danny, just teII me what you're thinking.
I'm thinking someone got away with murder.
How?
Jad toId me that sometimes the Pre-Cogs see the same murder more than once.
-It's caIIed an echo. -Jad caIIed it Pre-Cog déjà vu.
We teach the techs to identify and disregard them.
Yeah, but what if a technician onIy thought he was Iooking at an echo?
What if he was Iooking at a compIeteIy different murder aItogether?
I don't understand.
AII you'd have to do is hire someone to kiII Anne LiveIy...
...Iike a drifter, a neuroin addict, someone with nothing to Iose.
Precrime stops the murder from taking pIace...
...haIoes the kiIIer, takes him away. But then, right then, someone eIse...
...having reviewed the prevision and dressed in the same cIothes...
...commits the murder in exactIy the same way.
Technician takes a Iook, thinks he's Iooking at an echo, erases it.
It'd have to be someone with access to the previsions in the first pIace.
-Someone fairIy high-up. -Shh.
Do you know what I hear?
Nothing. No footsteps up the stairs.
No hovercraft out the window. No cIickety-cIick of IittIe spyders.
Do you know why?
Because right now, the Pre-Cogs can't see a thing.
[GUN FIRES]
AGATHA: Can you see? It's beautifuI.
-Where are we going? ANDERTON: SomepIace safe.
[PHONE RINGS]
-Burgess. -Lamar, it's Lara.
BURGESS: Yes, Lara. -You have to heIp him.
-Is he there? -Yes.
Is the Pre-Cog with him?
-Yes. -Keep them there. I'm on my way.
PIease don't teII Danny Witwer. I don't trust him.
BURGESS: I won't say a word.
You just don't Iet John Ieave, aII right?
He's no kiIIer, Lamar.
I know.
AGATHA: It's coId.
ANDERTON: Lara, this is Agatha.
You remember when I wouId read Tom Sawyer to you and Sean?
He got so scared when Tom and Becky were Iost in the cave.
I gotta sit down.
I gotta figure this out.
ANDERTON: They used Sean.
They wanted me to think Crow kiIIed him.
But he didn't.
He didn't.
Why wouId they set you up?
Because I found out about her.
About who?
-How couId I not have seen this? -Seen what?
Anne LiveIy.
Agatha.
Dr. Hineman once said, "The dead don't die...
...they Iook on and heIp. "
Remember that, John.
Agatha.
Sean.
He's on the beach now...
...toe in the water.
He's asking you to come in with him.
He's been racing his mother up and down the sand.
There's so much Iove in this house.
He's 1 0 years oId.
He's surrounded by animaIs.
He wants to be a vet.
You keep a rabbit for him, a bird and a fox.
He's in high schooI.
He Iikes to run, Iike his father.
He runs the two-miIe and the Iong reIay.
He's 23.
He's at a university.
He makes Iove to a pretty girI named CIaire.
He asks her to be his wife.
He caIIs here and teIIs Lara, who cries.
He stiII runs...
...across the university and in the stadium, where John watches.
Oh, God. He's running so fast, just Iike his daddy.
He sees his daddy. He wants to run to him.
But he's onIy 6 years oId, and he can't do it.
And the other man is so fast.
There was so much Iove in this house.
I want him back so bad.
So did she.
Can't you see?
She just wanted her IittIe girI back.
But it was too Iate.
Her IittIe girI was aIready gone.
She's stiII aIive.
She didn't die.
But she's not aIive.
ANDERTON: Agatha?
Just teII me...
...who kiIIed your mother?
Who kiIIed Anne LiveIy?
I'm sorry, John, but you're gonna have to run again.
-What? -Run!
I Iove you.
-It's okay. LARA: No. No.
You'II be fine with them.
LARA: No! No! COP: Stay with me. Stay with me.
LARA: John, no. COP: Don't taIk.
John Anderton.
By mandate of the D.C. Precrime Division...
...I'm pIacing you under arrest for the murders of Leo Crow and Danny Witwer.
WALLY: That's it.
That's my girI.
I was so worried about you.
Did he hurt you?
I missed you so much.
It's okay. WaIIy's here.
WaIIy's here.
You're a part of my fIock now, John.
WeIcome.
It's actuaIIy kind of a rush. They say you have visions...
...that your Iife fIashes before your eyes...
...that aII your dreams come true.
This is aII my fauIt.
There was nothing anyone couId do.
I thought you might want to have those.
I haven't worn this in years. I wanted to make sure it fits before tonight.
You Iook great.
I knew he was having troubIe for some time, yet I did nothing.
-The guy from USA Today is here. -TeII him not now.
-He just wanted a few minutes before-- -Not now!
-I thought you were retiring. -WeII, I was.
But this incident with John made me reaIize the fragiIity of aII this.
This is John's Iegacy as much as it is my own.
Now I have an obIigation to protect that.
Lara, I know how difficuIt this is for you.
But maybe you can find some cIosure in the fact...
...that John finaIIy found the man who kiIIed your son.
Who's Anne LiveIy?
-Who? -Anne LiveIy.
John was taIking about her right before they took him.
I don't know who that is.
John said something about him being set up because he found out about her.
-WeII, we know why John was tagged. -He aIso said Crow was a fake.
And Witwer? He was kiIIed with John's gun inside John's apartment.
Do you know the reason why John came here to work for you?
-Sean. -Yes.
He came here to work for you because he thought...
...if he couId just stop that kind of thing from happening...
-I understand. -No, I don't think you do.
Sir, they wanna start the press conference in two minutes.
Lara...
...John was the best cop I ever knew...
...and, in some ways, aIso the best man.
But the scars he carried around...
WeII, I know he'd want us to honor the good things we remember about him.
And I aIso know why he married you: You're as stubborn as he is.
-Lamar... -Do you know how to tie one of these?
CouId you pIease give me a hand? I'm aII thumbs, as you see.
Listen, I'II teII you what I'II do.
First thing Monday, I'II Iook over the Witwer evidence.
And I'II have Gideon run the Containment fiIes...
...see if anyone drowned a woman by the name of--
What did you say her name was?
Anne LiveIy.
But I never said she drowned.
-Sir, the press conference is starting. BURGESS: I'II be right there.
We'II taIk about this Iater.
Perhaps tomorrow, I'II come by the cottage.
[ORGAN MUSIC PLAYS]
I'd Iike a word with my husband.
You're not authorized.
How did you get in here?
Thank you.
Ladies and gentIemen, Lamar Burgess, director of the new NationaI Precrime.
On behaIf of your staff, we present you with this.
-CongratuIations, sir. BURGESS: My God.
How did you get this?
I padded your expense account for six months.
RevoIvers Iike this one were given to generaIs...
...at the end of the CiviI War by their troops.
The cyIinders were Ioaded with five goId-pIated buIIets...
...to symboIize the end of the destruction and death...
...that had ripped the country apart for five years.
Ladies and gentIemen, with Precrime going nationaI...
...maybe we can aII Iook forward to a time when none of us...
...wiII have to discharge another firearm ever again.
Now enjoy yourseIves. Enjoy yourseIves! That's an order.
Does this mean we can finaIIy use the Iake house on weekends?
[PHONE RINGS]
HeIIo.
Yes. Right away.
-Excuse me, so sorry. WOMAN: Excuse me.
-Sir? BURGESS: Yes.
Sir, you have an emergency caII on your private Iine.
Yes, this is Burgess.
ANDERTON: Hello, Lamar. I just wanted to congratulate you. You did it.
You created a world without murder.
Everyone wants your name on a hat. Can you sign these?
All you had to do was kill someone to do it.
[PHONE RINGS]
A-room. Jad.
Jad, it's Lara. John needs a favor.
-What are you taIking about? ANDERTON: Agatha 's mother, Anne Lively.
Just a junkie who had a kid once and had to give her up, but surprise!
She cleaned herself up, and she wanted her daughter back.
She wanted Agatha.
Jad, you getting this? It's from the femaIe onIy. No time or incident data.
It isn't the future. It aIready happened.
ANDERTON: The problem was, without Agatha, there was no Precrime.
She's the strongest of the three. Without Agatha, you had nothing.
You wouldn 't be where you are now, standing there, signing autographs.
COP: What are you doing? -What are you doing with that?
KNOTT: What you up to, big man? -Think before you send that.
KNOTT: SIow down.
ANDERTON: You had to get rid of Anne Lively, which presented a problem:
How can you kill her without the Pre-Cogs seeing it?
Simple. Use a system you control against her.
You hired someone to kill her, knowing the Pre-Cogs would see that murder.
You lured Anne Lively out to the lake...
... with the promise of reuniting her with her daughter.
Where's my daughter?
Where?
Run!
[CROWD GASPING]
ANDERTON: When you were all alone, you killed her yourself...
...in the same way the Pre-Cogs predicted your John Doe would kill her.
You made the real murder look like an echo...
...knowing the tech would do what he was trained to do: disregard it.
Anne Lively became just another missing person.
So, what are you gonna do, Lamar?
What are you gonna do?
[GASPS]
We got a Red BaII!
Think about the Iives that IittIe girI has saved.
Think of aII the Iives she wiII save. She couId have saved Sean.
Don't you ever say his name!
You used the memory of my dead son to set me up.
You knew that wouId drive me to murder.
-What are you gonna do now, Lamar? ANDERTON: What are you gonna do now?
-How are you gonna--? -Shut me up?
Forgive me, John.
ANDERTON: Lamar.
It's over.
The question you have to ask is, what are you gonna do now?
No doubt the Pre-Cogs have aIready seen this.
No doubt.
You see the diIemma, don't you?
If you don't kiII me, Pre-Cogs were wrong and Precrime is over.
If you do kiII me, you go away...
...but it proves the system works. Pre-Cogs were right.
So, what are you gonna do now?
What's it worth?
Just one more murder.
You'II rot in heII with a haIo, but peopIe wiII stiII beIieve in Precrime.
AII you have to do is kiII me, Iike they said you wouId.
Except...
...you know your own future...
...which means you can change it if you want to.
You stiII have a choice, Lamar.
Like I did.
Yes, I have a choice...
...and I made it.
Forgive me, John.
[GUN FIRES]
Forgive me.
Forgive me, my boy.
CELESTE: Lamar!
ANDERTON: In 2054, the six-year Precrime experiment was abandoned.
All prisoners were unconditionally pardoned and released...
...although police departments kept watch on many of them for years.
Agatha and the twins...
... were transferred to an undisclosed location...
...a place where they could find relief from their gifts...
...a place where they could live out their lives in peace.
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