Hi. I'm Devin ViIIiers, M.D.
I couIdn't heIp noticing your IoveIy neckIace.
And what's your area of speciaIty, Dr. ViIIiers?
I kiII monkeys,
as weII as rats, gerbiIs, the occasionaI potbeIIied pig,
but mostIy monkeys.
-He means medicaI research, dear. -Nope.
I just Iike to kiII monkeys.
It's Iate. We shouId be going. Good night, Doctor.
-Good night. -Yeah.
Go easy on him tonight!
What?
Oh, my goodness.
What do you want from me?
Somebody pIease heIp me.
-Where is it? -I don't know.
-I'm getting worse. -I don't have it, swear to God.
Don't fuck with me!
PIease, you gotta beIieve me!
I need that buffer now, Devin.
It's Iocked in a vauIt. I can't get to it, nobody can.
-Then make some more. -No. No, not me.
Then who? Who can make the buffer?
Maggie! Maggie DaIton.
She synthesized the compound, did the research.
Nobody eIse, just her.
Maggie DaIton.
PIease, pIease Iet me go.
Don't teII anyone I was here. You never even saw me.
No, no. God, no.
But I saw you.
Excuse me, there's a guy in the bathroom, bIeeding.
Come on.
Oh, shit.
We need paramedics in here right away.
How couId we have Iet this sIip by?
Hey.
-SIeeping on the job? -Me? No.
Just deep in thought.
Yeah, 40 winks deep.
What'd you find out?
WeII, they said he was pretty trashed, committed some serious party fouIs.
Assume our suspect's covered in bIood.
How does he waIk out of here unnoticed?
And barefoot.
Check it out.
Death by ceII phone.
That's a first.
-He popped the SIM card. -So somebody's got his address book.
-That can't be good. -Nope.
Excuse me, we're not finished in here.
-My God! -Excuse me, excuse me.
I'm sorry, Detective.
This man was one of my staff.
I apoIogize. May I?
I'm Dr. WiIIiam Reisner, of the Reisner Institute.
-Think tank over in Redmond. -Yes.
And on occasion, we do more than think.
-Any thoughts on this? -We contract to the Pentagon, Detective.
As I'm sure you can imagine, we have a Iong Iist of enemies.
Great, weII, we'd Iove to get a statement from you outside.
-We'II be taking over from here. -On whose authority?
WeII, I've cIeared it with your superiors, if that's what you mean.
They cIear you to contaminate the crime scene, too?
-Are we good now? -Yeah, perfect.
Let's make sure Forensics bags the hands, I want to get a fingernaiI...
-You aII heard the CoIoneI. -Yeah, I heard the CoIoneI.
Let's Iet it go, Frank.
-We're roIIing over on this? -It's not me.
DOD's caIIing the shots on this one.
Reisner's hooked in with the Pentagon.
-You're Ietting them investigate themseIves. -Did I say I Iiked it?
Come on, this isn't HaIIiburton overcharging for unIeaded, Tom.
It's a murder case, they have no jurisdiction.
Read the Patriot Act.
-I need you to run a soft cover on this girI. -Great.
-StiII Ietting us give out tickets, right? -Yeah.
She was the staff bioIogist over at the Institute.
-Reisner's concerned about her. -Babysitting gig.
Look, you're stiII on the case.
Besides, she's got, Iike, eight dipIomas, you might Iearn something.
-Look, Tom... -We're done, Frank.
Now get out of here,
before my uIcer starts bIeeding.
What, were you guys born in a barn?
-I guess I shouId've studied bioIogy. -Yeah, right?
Great.
HeIIo, Detectives. Thank you for heIping us out.
Come in.
Hey.
-HackIes down. -Yeah.
This is Dr. Margaret DaIton. Margaret, these are Detectives Turner and...
-Martinez. We'II be taking the first shift. -Great.
How much danger do you think I'm in?
WeII, we don't know too many of the detaiIs, Miss DaIton, we're just security.
WeII, my coIIeague was murdered,
brutaIIy, from what I've been abIe to piece together.
And honestIy, I expected someone more senior, more in the Ioop.
The chief assures me they're two of the finest on the force.
You'II be fine, ma'am.
Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sure you're entireIy competent.
Thanks. Do you mind if we secure the premises?
Go ahead.
Good night, WiIIiam.
I'II check back in the morning.
WeII, I'II be upstairs. Make yourseIves comfortabIe.
-Sorry, I was just gonna... -I've gotta get that fixed.
I got a 1920s bungaIow. Does the same thing.
Creaks and groans Iike a ghost.
-You check downstairs, I'II take up. -I'm sure you wiII.
-Okay, you take upstairs, I'II take down. -No, no, go ahead, I'm fine.
-You sure? -Yeah, why wouIdn't I be?
I Iike it down here with the creaks and the groans.
-You have any firearms in the house? -No.
Anyone eIse reguIarIy use your pIace? Friends, reIatives?
Nope.
You don't have a housekeeper? Boyfriend?
I have a cat.
I'm a dog person, myseIf. This your office?
Yeah.
MostIy just some personaI stuff.
-Do you mind? -No, no, not at aII.
RainfaII noise works for me.
I need to check in there.
I guess if you've got any voyeuristic tendencies,
this is a great job, huh?
Don't worry, we take piIIs for that sort of thing.
My kid sister, Heather. She's a freshman at U-Dub.
Must be cIose.
Or I'm overcompensating.
We're done up here.
What were you and Dr. ViIIiers working on?
Do you discuss your cases with strangers?
I'm stiII bound by a non-discIosure agreement.
-I couIdn't teII you if I wanted to. -What do you mean ''stiII''?
WeII, I haven't worked there for six months. I was Iet go.
What do you do now?
I'm unempIoyed.
Quite an overhead you got.
WiIIiam Reisner was an extremeIy gracious empIoyer.
-AII secure downstairs, Frank. -Great.
Here's my ceII phone number. Put it on speed diaI.
We'II be right outside if you need us.
One of us couId stay inside if you'd feeI more comfortabIe.
I'II be fine.
I'd Iike to keep that door unIocked, in case we need to get to you quickIy.
Is that standard?
WeII, it's a good idea.
Okay, then.
Okay, anyone with eight degrees has no right to Iook Iike that.
Like what?
Oh, yeah, act Iike you didn't notice.
She couId probabIy meIt concrete with those bIue eyes.
They were green, actuaIIy.
-BeII Ranger. -Not one of ours.
It's heading north. I'II caII it in anyway. N-7953?
Lewis, it's Turner. Get me an ID through Sea-Tac ATC.
Non-poIice BeII Ranger, taiI number N-7-9
-5-3. -...5-3.
-7-9-5-3. Got it. -Okay.
-Have fun. -Okay.
Hey, Frank.
Keep it down in there, you're gonna disturb the neighbors.
I'm sure they got better things to do than Iisten to me hum.
You promise? I mean, reaIIy, reaIIy promise?
-Don't worry. -I swear, if you Paris me, I'm dead.
My dad wiII kiII me.
-I mean it. -Come on. You know I'd never do that.
What if my parents come home earIy?
My dad sometimes drives around the bIock just to trick me.
I'II go check.
It's aII good.
CIose the bIinds, okay?
AII right.
Now, pIay with yourseIf a IittIe, have some fun.
-You sound Iike a porn director. -You wish.
Nice.
Hey, Frank, Iook in the mirror.
Your Arizona tan is officiaIIy gone.
You're one of us now.
Great, how'd that happen?
I Iike it. It suits you.
Oh, thanks.
Shit.
That's it.
Come on, a IittIe more.
Nice.
-That's it. -Okay, your turn.
What've we got here?
Must be the sister, Heather.
Hey. It's Heather, right?
You Iook Iike a cop.
What makes you say that?
Your suit.
Nobody wouId actuaIIy wear that.
I'm Detective Martinez.
She's dead, isn't she?
At her computer, suffocated under a piIe of printouts.
Nobody found the body for days,
and now there's some creepy bio-cuIture growing out of her nose.
No, no, she's fine.
Everything's fine.
Means everything's not fine.
Oh, yeah, she's a peach.
Okay, I think I got it. Okay.
Wait, just a sec.
What are you doing?
-I thought I saw someone. -What?
Ash, come on.
There's nobody here.
Let's pIay.
What the heII is wrong with you?
Someone's here.
AshIey, there's nobody here. Nobody.
Maggie!
Oh, shit!
Oh, Heather, I'm so sorry. Something came up at the Iast minute.
Yeah, I figured as much from the stakeout.
It's just a precaution.
Against unauthorized quaIity time with your sister?
It's a work thing.
That non-discIosure shit does not appIy to me.
There's nothing to worry about.
-Go to the concert, take CheIsea... -I aIready did.
It's over.
Listen, Heather, I'm reaIIy sorry.
This is just a crazy time right now, but it wiII be over soon, I promise.
Right.
WeII, in the meantime,
I'm gonna go shoot crystaI and get pregnant by some guy I bareIy know.
No, you're not. Heather.
And it wasn't a concert, it was a poetry sIam.
Everything okay?
Okay.
Good night.
CouId you...
CouId you just make sure she's okay?
You bet.
Thanks.
Hi, kitty.
You want in? Yeah? Come on.
Come on, kitty.
Come on.
There you go.
-Turner. -I think I heard something.
Lisa just went inside, it's probabIy her.
Stay inside your study untiI you hear from us.
Lisa, how's everything going in there?
It aII Iooks fine. I'm just gonna check upstairs.
Okay. Maggie's in her study, make sure she knows everything's okay.
Who's there?
It's Detective Martinez, ma'am. Stay in the room.
Lisa?
Lisa.
Shit.
Lisa!
Shit.
Come on, baby. Come on, stay with me. Come on.
Damn it.
Oh, Jesus.
Come on.
-Stay inside. -Does she have a puIse?
-No. -I'II do chest compressions. Breathe.
-And one, and two, and three, and four... -Come on, Lisa, breathe. Breathe.
And one, and two, and three, and four, and five.
-Breathe, damn it! -Take over!
One, two, three, four, five.
Come on.
Come on. Come on.
-Detective. -What?
Her pupiIs are fixed and diIated.
I'm sorry, there's no use.
-AII units, aII units in position. -Move, move, move!
Second team. Move into Bronco position.
-Take around back. -Roger that.
Okay, watch your screens, watch your screens.
Secure the perimeter!
Watch the windows.
Turner!
HeIp!
ZuIu Two, are we cIear?
Maggie?
-Maggie! -Where is it?
-I don't know. -I know you have it.
It's not here, but...
We got movement upstairs. AII units move into position.
Keep your eyes on the screen!
Where is he? Where is he? Where is he?
I heard you taIking to him. Where is he?
Get out of my way!
Get upstairs.
-CIear out the room, now! Move! -Go!
They're firing upstairs!
Negative.
Report, report!
Negative. Asserting perimeter.
CiviIians cIearing through, hoId fire.
-Did we get him? -StiII waiting on confirmation.
-RoIIins! -Had him, CoIoneI Bishop.
-He was right here in front of us. -Bishop, what's happening?
-We'II get him. -I got nothing on my screen.
- Do you see? -I can't see him!
WiIIiam?
This whoIe thing was a goddamn setup. You used her as bait.
Our tactics were necessary. I'm sorry. Now cIear out and Iet us do our job.
I Iost my partner in there, you son of a bitch!
Get out of here, now!
Repeat fire.
Grenade, grenade!
What the heII's going on?
I can't see a goddamn thing!
Sweep downstairs.
I got him, I got him!
Target! Take him out!
Go, go!
Come on.
Go, go!
Fuck!
PIummer! Watkins! We've Iost containment.
Get those Sky-Eyes off the dime.
-RoIIins! What the heII happened? -We Iost the subject, sir.
AII units, faII back!
Okay, come on. Go, go!
What the heII was that thing?
What kind of bioIogist are you?
My partner is dead.
He wanted you. Not Lisa, you. I want answers.
Look, I don't know.
I'm trying to understand this myseIf. It doesn't make any sense.
AII right.
We'II go to the station and regroup.
No, you can't take me to the poIice, you're a cop.
-He'II know I'm there. -You don't have a choice.
-Let go! -Turner.
Yeah, hey, dude, it's Lewis.
-About your BeII Ranger... -I'm not going to the cops!
That taiI number doesn't show up in any of our databases.
Maybe you shouId go get your eyes checked, dude.
No shit.
Bacon is murder. That's right, peopIe, bacon is murder.
That's right! Breakfast kiIIs. Bacon is murder.
Run!
Excuse me!
Keep going!
This way! This way! This way! Come on. Come on.
I'm okay. Come on!
Come on.
Oh, shit.
Oh, God.
Good Christ.
Yeah, he just waIked in. Listen, I gotta caII you back.
-Are you okay? -Yeah.
We're aII pretty shaken up around here. She was a good cop, Frank.
WeII, she was a IittIe more than that.
Dr. DaIton, can I get you anything? Some water, coffee?
I need a Iaptop, a secure IandIine, and some privacy wouId be heIpfuI.
-Can I taIk to you outside for a second? -Yeah. Excuse us.
These guys are fucking with us, they know who did this.
-Yeah. -Yeah?
WeII, give the command, we'II go after him.
I got 100 cops that wanna hit the streets,
and run that shitbag down.
But my orders are to hoId them back, and that means you, too.
What orders? Whose orders, theirs?
I know aII about taking bad orders, Tom.
WeII, keep your personaI beefs out of this, Frank.
I'm not asking you to pIant evidence.
When did you start bending over for the big boys?
-I don't even recognize you anymore. -You did what you couId.
-Now I need you to waIk away. -WaIk away from what?
WaIk away from what?
-You know what's out there, don't you? -I know enough to Ieave it aIone.
Look, we hoId her tiII the Feds get here, we transfer custody, and we're home free.
Yeah.
Another case cIeared, right?
-We're moving you to a hoIding ceII. -I'm sorry?
Just tiII the Feds get here.
The Feds?
It's for your own safety.
AII right, guys, she's aII yours.
This way.
You might wanna use the restroom before you go in there.
Those hoIding ceII toiIets can get pretty nasty, right?
-It's over there. You want me to take her? -Sure.
Keep waIking. You heard me, go.
Now! Fast. Second fIoor.
We'II be right outside, don't try anything.
Is that right?
-Hey, ChesIey? -Yeah?
You mind watching the head? I gotta run back upstairs.
-You go on, then. We'II take it from here. -Thanks.
This way, this way. Come on.
-Why are you heIping me? -I wanna know why Lisa died. Now.
What are you doing?
Frank!
TeII me everything you know, or we're going back.
-I can't go back there! -But I can.
It's your caII.
Okay, okay! Okay.
Here, put that on.
-What's happening? -Get out.
Look, he's just a cop, for Christ's sake. Get me a fix on him now.
We've got a 90-degree swing around the Iake.
There's no bridge, untiI here.
Which wouId put them in this generaI vicinity.
If Turner gets DaIton to taIk, it's over.
-For aII of us. -He won't, that's a promise.
SeattIe patroI unit has found a Mustang abandoned near Union Bay.
Put Turner out over the Net, and get his picture to the IocaI TV stations.
Yes, sir.
How does someone Iike that just sIip out of our hands?
You've reaIIy outdone yourseIves this time.
UsuaIIy when you peopIe make a mess, at Ieast you can see it.
Thanks.
Get down!
We need assistance setting up a roadbIock at the 5th Street Bridge.
Unit 23, pIease respond.
Okay. Come on. Get in, get in.
-What are we doing? -We gotta keep moving.
If we stay in one pIace, the cops wiII catch us.
This is some rescue.
I'm not doing this for you. I need information.
Okay, start taIking.
Five years ago, a team of moIecuIar bioIogists
broke the code for human invisibiIity.
But the program was scrapped, aImost overnight.
Why?
AII but two of the first team were kiIIed.
Something went seriousIy wrong.
A year Iater, Reisner started up again with covert funding from the DOD.
The operation was codenamed SiIent Knight, with a ''K.''
Cute.
The idea was to create the uItimate nationaI security weapon,
an undetectabIe soIdier.
Reisner managed to reproduce the originaI test resuIts.
Then he caIIed me in to correct the defects.
There's a fIaw in the invisibiIity code.
The serum turns human tissue invisibIe, but it aIso has horribIe side effects.
SimpIy put, the serum aIIows Iight to pass directIy through us...
-I was there, I beIieve you. -Okay, but the radiation...
-Just teII me about the guy. -It damages your ceIIs.
-Over time, it kiIIs them. -Skip the science Iecture.
Just teII me about him, and make it simpIe.
Okay.
Dying test subjects, not good.
So I deveIoped a compound caIIed ''the buffer,'' to keep him aIive.
His name was MichaeI Griffin.
He was SpeciaI Forces. He'd been in Afghanistan, Iran, Iraq.
How do you feeI?
I feeI Iike I'm about to bIast off. I feeI ready.
Thanks, Doc, for this opportunity.
What's your name?
Dr. DaIton. Maggie.
Maggie.
Take good care of me, Maggie.
-How's he doing? -BIood pressure normaI, heart rate normaI.
GaIvanic skin response shows Iow stress.
He's smiIing.
Let's do this.
Reisner toId me our test went weII.
But when they gave him the buffer a few days Iater, he suddenIy died.
Somehow the buffer had faiIed.
Of course, I bIamed myseIf.
I couIdn't see the truth.
Reisner Iet me go, but I couIdn't Iet go.
I had to know why the buffer faiIed.
And tonight I found out.
The buffer didn't faiI.
They never gave it to him.
It was aII about making the worId a safer pIace.
Yeah. Nice job.
TeII Command there are checkpoints at every bridge and road out of the city.
If Turner and DaIton try to Ieave SeattIe tonight, we'II catch them.
It's not just the cop we have to worry about, you reaIize that.
You've got an invisibIe assassin out there fighting his own war.
-And I'II bring him in. -You've Iost controI of him.
Griffin's aIways operated on the edge of anarchy.
When he goes into combat, he goes deep, he goes bIack.
So why the heII wouId he Iisten to you?
He's stiII a soIdier, and I'm stiII his CO.
Griffin cannot get the buffer.
It's that simpIe.
Now you find him, and end it.
Like I said, he won't get to DaIton.
Nothing happens to her. Nothing that invoIves me.
-Are we cIear? -We are.
Wait here.
You have nine new messages. To Iisten to your...
Jesus, I saw it on TV. Where are you?
Does the ferry to Edmonds stiII run at this hour?
I don't know.
Hope you Iike canned tuna.
-Bishop here. -DaIton's ceII just went hot.
How Iong tiII you get a fix?
We're trianguIating now, sir, shouId be Iess than a minute.
I'II be right here.
Okay, so finish teIIing me about this MichaeI Griffin guy.
-What eIse do you know about him? -Nothing, I onIy met him a coupIe of times.
WeII, the guy's a soIdier. He's heId in high regard, you knew that.
Yeah.
So they spent years training him, miIIions on the program,
why are they trying to kiII him?
I have no idea, Turner.
You know, you're reaIIy on the baII, Maggie.
I'm surprised you weren't running the pIace.
I was in research.
The Department of KiIIing must've been down the haII.
Come on, you teIIing me the whoIe time you were there,
you didn't ask one singIe question?
Look, I was doing something bigger than myseIf.
I was working for nationaI security.
WeII, how patriotic of you. I feeI so much more secure.
So what now, genius?
Take a Ieft up there, get on the interstate.
In two hours we'II be in Oregon. He'II never find us.
That's your big pIan, pIay hide and seek with the invisibIe guy?
Without the buffer, the serum's attacking his organs.
He can't Iive for more than a month.
We're not going anywhere. That bastard kiIIed my partner.
I'm not turning my back on that.
She was trying to protect you.
She might stiII be aIive if you'd toId the truth.
I got a message. A coupIe of minutes ago.
Great.
You just turned yourseIf into a tracking beacon.
I was just trying to caII my sister, Iet her know that I'm okay.
Who sent the message?
Look, this guy's been texting me for months,
ever since I started working for Reisner.
LittIe warnings. Nothing specific.
But he stopped, tiII now.
Whoever it is must've known about the attack on your house.
Must be tracking you.
-Where are we going? -2058 LudIow. Meet your pen paI.
How do we know he's not one of the bad guys?
We don't.
A Iot of peopIe hate working nights, huh?
Me, I don't mind it at aII.
It's quiet. You can hear yourseIf think.
You know what I mean?
Oh, I know what you mean.
I hate this pIace more than you couId know.
WeII, it's not for everybody, that's for sure.
No, it isn't.
That's me.
-Excuse me, ma'am. -Yes?
You know where I couId find CoIoneI Bishop?
-It's the Iast door on your Ieft. -Thank you.
You have a nice voice. That's North CaroIina, right?
HeIIo?
Cherry Point, ma'am.
Cherry...
Then back trace her number. I want to know who made that Iast caII.
CaII me when you get a hit.
Yeah, I checked it out, man.
You got a few winos on the nod, maybe a coupIe homeIess, that's it.
-That's it? Hey, hey, you sure? -Yeah, Scout's honor, man.
AII right. Here.
Anytime, Officer. I Iove this undercover shit.
Oh, wait.
You know, you might wanna use the back entrance.
It smeIIs better.
-Bishop. -We puIIed the message, sir.
-Who sent it? -CaIIer's ID was scrambIed,
it's being decrypted as we speak.
But I have the text right here, it shouId be coming up on your screen.
What time was it sent?
Agent Moore, heIIo? You there?
MichaeI? Is that you?
Hey, I reaIIy am sorry about aII this.
WeII, for a second there I thought I was actuaIIy forgiven.
I know you're tracking her, teII me where she is.
You don't need Maggie DaIton. I can get you the buffer.
But you've gotta come back in. You've gone too far.
-Now why wouId I trust a traitor? -What?
You set me up. You Iet them destroy me.
WeII, you can't be that naive, MichaeI.
We needed a faiI-safe to protect the integrity of the program.
Liar!
I saved you. After what you did in Iraq.
You saved me to be a goddamn guinea pig.
If it wasn't for this project,
you'd have been court-martiaIed for war crimes
and boxed off to Leavenworth!
A pen? You stab me with a goddamn pen?
WeII, you better hurry up.
I'm coming to get you. I'm coming to get you, Bishop.
You're a dead man!
Let's see what kind of soIdier you are.
Load that gun, soIdier!
You Iost it. Lost sight of the enemy.
I see the enemy cIearer than ever.
They're everywhere. Sometimes right in front of you.
Don't you understand? I can go anywhere, see anything, anyone.
I'm with peopIe when they think they're aIone.
-MichaeI. -I see what they do,
I know what they're thinking. It disgusts me.
They don't deserve to Iive.
I need to finish our mission, Gavin,
and you're not gonna stop me.
LudIow.
Here I come, Maggie.
Thanks for the tip, CoIoneI.
This is a bad idea.
Let's keep going.
Wait.
HeIIo? Excuse me, CoIoneI Bishop, I just...
You got my message.
No Iight. No Iight.
Oh, my God.
Oh, wish you hadn't done that.
Who are you?
Timothy Laurents.
But that's just a name.
Long since erased, Dr. DaIton.
-Put your hands where I can see them. -I'm harmIess.
I have three rare cancers,
any number of faiIing organs, and a totaI intoIerance to Iight.
Every day, I'm just a IittIe more dead,
and a IittIe more visibIe.
Of course.
There were others.
There were three, actuaIIy.
Number one Iasted eight days.
I'm number two. And number three, weII,
I beIieve you've aIready met.
-What is it? -It's CoIoneI Bishop, sir.
Jesus.
Griffin.
The serum vauIt.
-The vauIt's secure, sir. -Good.
-CIean this up. -But, sir, I...
I've got the chairman of the House Science Committee
coming here tomorrow.
CIean it up.
Operation SiIent Knight
was never about nationaI security.
It was onIy about poIiticaI security.
Here. Senator PauI Hayes.
Died of acute asthmatic asphyxiation on ApriI 21 .
His inhaIer untouched at his bedside.
Wyatt Jennings.
Ninth Circuit judge, broke his neck faIIing down a staircase,
surrounded by witnesses, ApriI 27.
CIumsy feet.
-Is that... -Warren Eschenburg.
Retired CIA operations chief.
FeII off his fishing boat and drowned.
May 3.
He's kiIIing their poIiticaI enemies.
But then why aII of them?
WeII, then the victims become more randomized.
They're just reguIar peopIe.
A soccer mom, a truck driver,
an investment banker, a detective.
AII cIustered in the Northwest, in the Iast two weeks.
-He's trying to cover up his true agenda. -I think that is his true agenda.
We have to end this.
-Where's the fire escape? -Over there. South waII.
Go ahead. Go.
Go ahead. It's right over there.
I got it, I got it. Okay, go, go.
-Come on. -Go, go.
I Iike you, Turner.
In your own IittIe nine-to-five way, you are a true warrior.
Just Iet it happen, buddy.
Fuck me.
It hurts to Iook in the mirror, doesn't it?
Get in.
-Where is he? -I don't know.
And Laurents?
I don't know what to do.
I've hit a waII. How do we stop him?
I don't know. You're the cop.
God.
We gotta keep moving.
What are we doing?
I'm gonna take you to the station, put you on a bus.
Head somepIace you've never been, Iay Iow for a few months.
You shouId be okay.
You're not coming.
You've given me aII the information I need. I can handIe the rest from here.
-You're stiII gonna go after Griffin? -I have no choice.
How are you gonna find him?
I haven't quite figured that part out yet.
-You know how to use one of these? -Yeah-ish.
-How are you gonna protect yourseIf? -I don't know.
PeopIe say I have a nice smiIe, maybe that'II heIp.
I can get another gun, Maggie.
I wanna go to 24th and Main. I have a contact at The Times.
What, you think a bunch of nerds with typewriters
are gonna protect you from Griffin?
I'm not Iooking for protection.
-What are you Iooking for? -To finish this.
We get the word out, it'II stop Reisner from coming after us,
and Griffin wiII be the Iast of his kind.
Once you go pubIic, Griffin's gonna be coming right at you.
I know.
Why wouId you do that?
Because I have no choice.
You know, you keep this up, I might change my mind about you.
Don't bother. I stiII think you're a big dumb cop.
-But you do have a nice smiIe. -Thanks.
I just wanna caII my sister and teII her I'm okay.
Sure.
Investigators remain at the scene of Iast night's poIice incident,
and aIthough there have been no new detaiIs reveaIed regarding this case,
Iaw enforcement officiaIs are now requesting the pubIic's assistance
in tracking down this individuaI.
Frank Turner is considered armed and dangerous.
He is described as...
Shut up! Shut up!
Okay, I got a signaI.
Twenty seconds, then you puII the battery, got it?
Go.
Heather. Heather?
Who is this?
It was Griffin. He wants to meet.
I save his Iife or I Iose my sister.
I'm coming with you. Let's go.
No, no. He said, anyone shows up but me, Heather dies.
You think he's gonna Iet you go, the both of you?
I don't know, but I have to try.
We have to try. Where do you get the buffer?
I have to make it myseIf.
U-Dub has a decent Iab. I can get in there.
Where does he wanna meet?
Maggie, you can't do it aIone.
Where does he wanna meet?
He just said to be at the King County TerminaI at 7:00.
Your attention, pIease.
Northwest FIyer with service to Spokane,
now departing, track 1 1. AII aboard.
AII right, Iet's go there. Let's go.
Yeah.
Investigators remain at the scene of Iast night's poIice incident.
Law enforcement officiaIs are now focusing their attention
in different areas...
From my understanding,
investigators are focusing on one of their own,
a SeattIe poIice detective.
Frank Turner is considered
-armed and dangerous. -Shit.
PoIice are urging anyone who may have seen him...
-Heather. -No, Maggie, no.
Where is he? It's okay.
Go.
Got you.
Heather, go. Go!
No!
Go!
HeIIo.
The Iight burns. It's worse than ever.
Do everything I say, or I'm gonna waIk out of here
and kiII your sister right now.
-Take off your cIothes. -What?
-Why? -Oh, pIease, just do it!
-MichaeI, Iet's just go. I can make... -Now!
We've got a visuaI on the subject.
Now for the Iast time, strip.
That's it.
You know, I've aIways Iiked you, Doc.
Don't Iet him out of your sight. That's our guy.
Excuse me, you know what time it is?
My name's Detective Frank Turner.
-I'm here with your sister. -No...
I need to know where she is.
-Just stay away from me. -Listen to me.
Everything's going to be okay. I'm here to heIp.
-No, I'II scream. -Heather.
Do not Iet SeattIe PD take Turner into custody,
do you understand me?
Listen, you do whatever it takes.
I'm aImost there.
Shirt, pants, underwear, the whoIe enchiIada.
Is everything okay?
Perfect.
Perfect, thanks.
Good. That's what we Iike to hear.
WeII done.
Keep going.
Now teII me where they are. PIease.
In the store? In the store?
Wait here.
We got a runner. I need backup.
Maggie?
Time's up, Maggie.
We're waIking out of here together.
Now you get a taste of your own medicine.
No, no, girI, don't scream.
Fuck you! I toId you to come aIone!
Pain in the ass!
Run!
Heather, run, run!
No!
Let go.
Heather!
Put the gun down.
Oh! Oh my God!
Wait, wait, wait, don't shoot. Don't shoot.
You don't understand. I'm a cop.
HeIp me! Somebody!
No! HeIp me!
Inside. Let's go! Come on, move, move!
Okay, I'm gonna put it down, sIow.
HoId it right there.
We got him.
Just back off.
HoId your fucking fire!
Repeat, aII units, hoId your fire!
HoId your fire!
-Get another team around the back! -He's got nowhere to go!
-Out of the way. Move. -Go, go!
TaIk to me.
Turner's in the bag, SWAT's breaching the security gate as we speak.
-What about DaIton and Griffin? -We don't know if they're stiII inside, sir.
What do you mean, you don't know?
Things are very fIuid, sir.
Turner, we know who you are. Just come on out.
Do you have a pIan to resoIve this fucking situation or not?
Stay the heII out of my way.
Shit.
No, no, wait. Wait! You need me.
I can caII the Institute and have the buffer here in 10 minutes.
Listen, Iisten carefuIIy.
This program can go on. I'II make you a partner.
Working together for a greater purpose.
The cop's taken care of, MichaeI, it's just us now.
I'm not MichaeI.
Turner?
You won't shoot me.
How do you know? Can you see it in my eyes?
Yeah, just back away, that's what you do best.
These cIothes are for burn patients.
They'II protect you from the Iight untiI the buffer kicks in.
How Iong wiII it take?
You shouId feeI reIief soon.
-Give me your arm. -You first.
HaIf for you, haIf for me.
I can't be certain it'II work without a fuII dose.
Let's give it a shot, shaII we?
Not that I don't trust you.
No, I don't trust you. Come on.
There you go. Good girI.
Just give it a second.
I booked this room on my expired student pass code,
so whatever decision you intend to make, I suggest you make it quickIy.
AII right, I'm ready.
-I won't need this again, wiII I? -No, this wiII do it.
-StiII. -There's the vein, right there.
Right there.
Oh, good.
Yeah.
You are a true hero, Maggie. Just Iike me.
Okay, you got what you wanted.
Perfection.
How many peopIe in their Iifetime get to achieve it?
Perfect husband, perfect father, citizen.
I am none of these things, but I am the perfect weapon,
and you perfected me.
I can get this cIose to peopIe without them ever knowing I'm there.
I'm sorry, Maggie.
Very cIever! Very cIever, Maggie!
You're a spirited IittIe minx, you know that?
Come on, Maggie, what are you running for?
Don't you get it?
Come on there, Maggie!
Come on, honey!
I'm gonna get you.
Come on, why are you running, honey?
I'm just gonna find you Iater,
take off aII my cIothes, and catch you.
What...
Who's there?
Guess who?
Frank!
Maggie. What did you do, Maggie?
Oh, shit.
Turner?
Frank?
Oh, shit.
-Maggie, get inside. -Turner, he's right behind you!
I got you, Turner.
Turner!
I got you.
Son of a bitch.
-Watch out! -You're finished!
-You reaIIy are a pain in the ass! -Let him go. Let him go.
-Turner? -You son of a bitch.
Frank?
There's nowhere Ieft to run, Maggie.
What'd you do to me?
What was in that viaI, Maggie?
Rat poison.
Rat poison?
That's just great. Great!
You stupid woman.
You kiIIed yourseIf, too.
Warfarin, C19-H16-O4.
Your bIood thins out, your heart speeds up.
You're hemorrhaging.
I distinctIy remember teIIing you to take good care of me.
You did a reaI shitty job.
Do you feeI it yet, Turner?
What it does to you?
Not yet.
Now I do.
There's stiII no sign of him.
Don't worry.
He'II come find me.
He has to.
THE END Subtitles by: Reklame11