Rift (2022) Movie Script
1
(suspenseful music)
- Don't know if this is a
classic Kalashnikov or not.
I'll speak to my Russian buyers about it.
- Yeah, I like this here. Yes, yes.
Well, Lord have mercy.
Christmas done came early this year.
Boy, look here. We gonna make
a lot of money off these.
- My contacts in Syria
will be quite pleased.
- I'm pretty sure they will.
- Leaving me out to dry, I see.
- Sorry I'm late, man.
I had something pop up.
- Man, Thomas sitting in the
back. You better go check in.
- You're late.
- Yeah, well I'm here now. Ain't I?
Come on, man. Quit sweating me.
- Yes. Well, your inability to tell time
has thrown us completely off schedule.
- Hey, man. Whatever.
- Me and this man have some
business to take care of.
You guys, grab the stuff,
take it into the back.
- It appears you've grown
quite fond of your new mate.
His confidence amongst a den
of thieves is disconcerting.
- Man I told you I'd take care of my side.
You had one job to do, besides worrying,
make sure that we got a buyer.
- Have I ever let you down?
- No, but you pissing me off.
All my guys are legit.
I never get compromised.
If I do, I shoot my way out.
(gun cocks)
- Don't let your emotions
get in the way of business.
(suspenseful music)
(gun cocks)
- Sweet.
Yeah.
Oh, yeah.
- Oh, man. Boy, we got a lot here.
- Yeah.
- Sweet.
- Yeah, it's a bad boy.
- Oh, yeah. Hit that
last (speaker mumbles).
Whole army, take out.
- Yeah.
- Freeze, FBI!
- Get on the ground.
Get (speaker mumbles).
(gunshots ring)
- Back away. Back away.
No!
(more gunshots ring)
- Give it up, Magnus.
You're surrounded.
It doesn't have to end like this.
- I bloody knew it.
- Give it up.
- So,
what's your real name, Nate?
(gunshots ring)
(helicopter engine rumbles)
- Hello and welcome to
"The World Tonight."
I'm Mary Jacobs with breaking
news of an apparent raid
in the downtown area.
Let's go live to Jennifer
Mickle on location now.
Jennifer, can you fill us
in on what's happening?
- Thank you, Mary.
I am standing here in the aftermath
of what appears to be a raid
on a large cache of weapons,
confiscated from the notorious
arms dealer, Magnus Valteri,
who's just been taken down.
With me is Special Agent Jason Cole,
who's tirelessly been
working on this case.
Special Agent Cole,
can you please tell the viewers
a little bit about what
has happened here tonight?
- After an ongoing investigation,
we were finally able to
locate the operations
of Mr. Valteri.
Several of my men
were able to then confiscate
a stash of weapons,
as well as apprehend all dealers involved.
Now, Mr. Valteri, as well as
several of his gang members,
refused to comply and or surrender,
and lost their lives in doing so.
It was not the outcome
we had all hoped for,
but many civilians lives,
as well as many of the
lives of my colleagues
were at stake and a difficult
decision had to be made.
I always strive to do the right thing.
What must be done
will be done.
We can all rest assured now
knowing that the streets are much safer
that those weapons out of
the hands of those criminals.
- Thank you, Agent Cole.
- Thank you.
- You heard it here first.
The notoriously dangerous
arms dealer, Magnus Valteri,
has been shot and killed
in a massive raid downtown.
I will give you more facts
as they emerge. Back to you.
(suspenseful music)
(suspenseful music continues)
- All right. Thank you.
Thank you.
I'll take two coffees, please. Thank you.
- Sorry, I'm late.
- Hey, baby.
- You're not gonna arrest me, are you?
- Glad I left my handcuffs at home.
Look at my baby. Look at you.
Working hard.
- Trying not to.
- See. Come here. I got something for you.
- Okay. What is that?
Jason.
- Happy anniversary, baby.
All for you.
- Thank you.
Thank you so much.
- You're welcome.
- You'll get your gift later tonight.
- We can leave right
now. Just say the word.
- Stop. Did you put in our coffees?
- Yeah, she went to go get them.
- Okay. We have cheers to you.
- Okay.
- And to us.
Oh, here she is.
- Thank you.
- Thank you so much.
Happy anniversary, baby.
- Happy anniversary.
- Excuse me. I mean, Senior Agent Cole.
- Listen, I'm just glad you were able to
take some time from work
just to meet me for breakfast. You know?
I know this isn't your
five star, candlelit, romantic--
- Don't forget the handcuffs.
- You wanna make me forget
the keys. Come here, you.
Come here.
(waitress clears throat)
- Good morning, Mr. and Mrs. Cole.
- Good Morning.
- Morning.
- Are you ready to order?
- Yes, I think so.
- Yes, please.
Can I have the mushroom and cheese omelet
and an English muffin, please?
- [Waitress] And for you, sir?
- And I'd like the Crab Benedict.
- Excellent choices.
I'll be back to freshen up your coffee.
- Thank you.
- I'll be sure to knock next time.
- Thank you.
- Thank God it's a
light day at work today.
I know it's been difficult
with my new schedule being six to six,
but at least now we get to see each other.
- Yeah, yeah.
I mean with you working
nights and me working days...
Baby, I've missed you.
- I missed you more.
And now that the fellowship is over,
I just have to figure
out which hospital offer
I'm gonna accept.
- I thought you chose John Hopkins.
- I did, but then Mass General countered.
So, now I'm still... I don't know.
I'm not so sure again.
- Well, I mean, it's no need to rush.
I'm sure you'll make the right
decision for your career.
And for us.
I know you have a full schedule
and I want to take you
outta town this weekend.
- Yes, please.
Please.
- I figured you'd say that.
I just need us to spend
some time together.
- Where are we going?
- That, I'm not gonna tell you.
You just gonna have to trust me.
- I trust you.
- Okay.
- So, there's a third option
that I'm considering now.
Mercy actually was hoping
that I would start my practice here.
And with your promotion and
both of our salaries now can
support us
and a baby.
What?
- Listen, baby. Look. Hey, hey, hey, hey.
You know, okay.
You know, as good as anybody,
there's nothing and more
that I want in this life
than to start a family
with you. You know--
Hey, you know that.
- Jason.
- Baby, are we ready?
- Yes.
- I mean, are you ready?
We haven't even eaten breakfast
and you've already started charting out
the next 10 years of our life. I mean...
- You know I want a family, Jason.
We've talked about this, right?
And now you switching from
major to white collar crimes.
I can now rest easier knowing
that I won't be widowed
or a single parent.
We'll be doing it together.
- Right.
But you also wanna start
your practice. Right?
And you want to have a successful career.
I'm just trying to figure out
how to square away some
time with you. That's it.
- I want more, Jason.
Actually, I want it all.
I want it all and I want it with you.
- Baby, it's our
anniversary. Can we just..
Can we keep it about us, please?
- Jason, how can it be about us
when one of us continues
avoiding the topic
that means more to me
than it just being us?
- Thank you.
- Thank you.
- Baby. Hey.
Food's getting cold.
Come on. Let's eat.
- [Savannah] Yeah. It's good.
Have to try the beer garden.
- Beer garden?
- Couple in the far
corner, (speaker mumbles).
- Oh, I gotta get back.
- Okay.
- Love you.
- Love you too, baby.
See you tonight?
- Have a good day.
Yes.
- Thank you. Wait.
What's this?
- Courtesy of the gentleman
in the table to the left.
Guess he's modest.
Happy anniversary.
- Okay. Thank you.
All right.
- [Tyrell] Did you see the
Braves game last night?
Swanson's really panning out, man.
I was in the stands his first at bat, man.
They sucked that season, but...
Yeah, I'm gonna miss this city.
- [Jason] Right. Let's do it.
All right.
- I don't know what you did
to get a ride this sweet,
but I tell you what, if I
get something half this nice
when I make it to New
York, I'll be a happy man.
- Hey, listen. This is
just some of the perks
of being a senior agent, man.
Take down you a couple bad guys.
Bust a couple operations,
you'll get one too.
- Yeah, yeah.
So, happy anniversary.
- Thank you.
Thank you. Thank you.
- How'd it go?
- It went well. It went well.
- Let me guess. You took
her to the spot, right?
- I did. I did. Hey, if it ain't broke.
- Don't fix it.
- Don't you fix it. All right.
- So, what'd you get her?
- I got her a pendant.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
- Nice.
- She enjoyed that.
- She happy?
- Yeah.
- What, she's still like trying to get you
to actually settle down
and actually be a grownup?
What are you waiting for, man?
What? You waiting to make more money?
Or do better in your career? I think you--
- Tell you what. I'll tell you what.
We'll get to that later.
Are you ready for this meeting?
- Am I ready for this meeting?
- Yes.
- I was born ready for this meeting.
- Well, let's go.
- I am the master
of fine arts.
- Maybe you can get to one of them.
- Yeah.
(speakers laugh)
All right. After you, sir.
- All right. Thank you, sir.
- Can anyone identify this
painting that's before us?
- It's a Jean Paul Paviour,
"The Essence of Her."
- Impressive, Agent Smith, but wrong.
- While a good guess for
my fellow colleague here,
it's actually a forgery
of a Jean Paul Paviour,
"The Essence Of Her."
As you can all see here,
this painting is a combination
of gouache and watercolors,
late 19th century mixed with a
yellow dextrin as a binding agent.
This helps the painting dry
with a heavier composition,
therefore making it more
reflective under LED lighting,
like the ones in this conference room.
- Good eye, Agent Cole.
- Kiss ass.
- This morning, I
received a tip from our CI
that more paintings from
this specific collection
are preparing to hit the auction.
We have every reason to believe
that they're all forgeries.
The authentic paintings
are going to the black market very soon.
Agent Smith, Agent Cole. I
want you two as points on this.
- Well, let's do it, Picasso.
- Let's do it.
You ready for the big move?
- Yeah. Yeah, man. I am.
I'm not so sure about Morgan.
Might be some
changes happening
soon.
- Speaking of changes.
Savannah laid it on me
pretty thick this morning.
- Yeah.
- You know?
She wants to start her
practice and have a baby.
And all of this within the next year.
- Yeah. I know.
It's a lot to deal with. But come on, man.
Don't you think it's
maybe about time that...
Listen,
I got something to tell
you. I got some news.
- Okay. You all right?
- Yeah. Yeah.
It's happening, man.
- Okay. What's happening?
- We're pregnant. She's pregnant.
- No way.
- Yes.
- What?
- Yeah. Yeah.
I didn't think it was possible.
You know? What, it's been
two years we've been trying.
- Wow.
- She's pregnant.
- Wow.
- We're having a baby.
- Hey,
congratulations!
(cellphone buzzes)
Hey, um I'm gonna need a favor.
- Okay.
- I'm gonna go meet up
with Savannah for lunch.
You mind covering for me?
- Of course.
Tell her hello and happy anniversary.
- Will do.
Congratulations on that again, man.
That's amazing. All right.
- All right.
- I shouldn't be too long.
I'll be back. All right.
- Cool. See you soon, man.
(calm piano music)
- Hello.
Table for two, please.
- Good afternoon, sir.
- Hello.
- There will be two of you?
- Yes.
- Perfect.
I will return when she arrives.
- Thank you.
Oh, by the way, it's our anniversary.
For dessert, do you mind
bringing us something special?
Maybe strawberries and chocolate.
- I'll see what the chef can do for you.
- Thank you.
(calm piano music continues)
- Good afternoon.
Perhaps you can help me with
the dilemma I've been facing.
- Unless it's um how
to find your own table,
I'm afraid I can't help you.
Sorry about that.
- If you had the choice
between saving the lives
of everyone in this room
and saving just one life,
what would you do?
- Listen, buddy.
I'm not sure if this is some kind of joke.
Let me help you find--
- Let's just say, hypothetically,
that there was a bomb in this room,
and you'd face the task of
choosing to save the lives of everyone,
or just one person.
- Look, I don't know who the hell you are.
- We go way back
Time is of the essence.
Please, have a seat.
- Look,
my wife will be here soon
and I don't know what your angle is.
- Savannah.
- How do you know my wife?
- If you want to know why she's tardy,
I suggest you take your seat.
Please order.
It's on me.
- That was you.
- I hope you enjoyed your
anniversary breakfast.
Courtesy of my unwavering generosity.
- Where's my wife?
- Are you always this incessant?
She's perfectly fine for now.
Whether or not she remains
that way is entirely up to you.
- Who are you?
- Back to my more pressing dilemma.
If you had the choice
between saving the lives
of everyone in this room
or the life of just one,
what would you do?
- Of course, this is all
hypothetical? - Maybe.
Maybe not.
- I'd wanna know my options.
I'd wanna know the full scope
before I made any decisions.
- The full scope, eh?
- Yeah.
- [Waitress] Happy anniversary.
What can I get you to start--
- Not now!
- Okay.
Mr. Full Scope.
Hear me and hear me well.
(cellphone buzzes)
- Hey, man. Where the hell--
- I've strategically placed
two bombs throughout the city.
(suspenseful music)
You're going to have to
make a decision, Jason.
Do you save the lives of hundreds
or even thousands of people?
Or do you save the life
of just one person?
The choice is yours.
- Is there anything else I should know?
- Ah, yes. Perhaps I should clarify,
so there are no misunderstandings.
You save the life of hundreds of people,
or...
Your wife.
- Agent Greene!
- Help me!
Help me!
Somebody!
Jason!
(Savannah cries)
- Check this out.
- If you hurt her, I will--
- Shoot me?
That would be unfortunate.
I mean, if I die,
then both bombs would go off,
and all those innocent lives
would be on your hands.
There goes that white picket fence.
- What do you want from me?
- Take a look at my feed.
In less than two hours,
or if this feed goes viral and
it reaches 2 million viewers,
both bombs will detonate.
Allow me to send you the link.
Oh, and before I forget.
I'd be remiss if I didn't share this
with a few of my faithful followers.
(cellphone notifications pop up)
- Send me that link now.
I'll have the cyber
crimes division track down
that IP address.
And I'll send a car to the
restaurant as backup. Okay.
(keyboard keys click)
(suspenseful music)
- Jason,
I fancy myself as
somewhat of a fair guy.
So, I'll tell you what I'll do.
I'll disclose the locale of
one of the bombs, but only one.
- I have the physical
location of the IP address.
Has the suspect disclosed the whereabouts
of these two alleged bombs?
- No, and I don't get this
sordid social media game
he's playing. I mean, why Jason, Savannah?
- I'm sending a team there now.
- I'm going.
- No, I think it's best you stay here.
- Well, I need to see for myself
who the sick son of a bitch is.
Jason'll uncover the bombs.
Let me find out who planted 'em.
- The bomb squad is on standby
in case he drops a hint
anything that'll lead us
to these bombs.
- Please. No more views.
Don't you realize that
once this thing goes viral,
it's gonna detonate?
- We're doing all that we can.
- We are the damn FBI. Can't we block it?
Do something!
- So, is she your decision?
You're stalling, Jason.
Do you save her life or hundreds?
Tick
tock.
Tick
tock.
Tick...
- I need to go to the bathroom.
- Tick tock.
Tick tock.
- Hey. Hey. FBI. Gimme your
phone. Gimme your phone.
You can pick it up from
the host stand in a hour.
(keyboard keys click)
- Agent Smith.
- [Jason] Hey, buddy.
- Hey. One moment. I'm
putting you on speaker.
Williams.
- Listen. I think I know
where the bombs are.
I'm in the bathroom.
I've seen that room before.
It's in a hospital.
- The hospital. Wait, wait, which one?
- Mercy. Mercy. I think
both bombs are there.
- Wait, are you sure?
We have the IP address from the live feed
and it's not a hospital.
It's a different address.
Yeah, it's a warehouse on Lucky Street.
We're heading there now.
- Wait, the addresses are different?
- [Tyrell] Yeah. We'll
head to the warehouse,
clear it and make sure
Savannah isn't actually there.
- Something's not right about this, Ty.
- Listen. I need you to
listen to me closely.
You need to stay calm.
Let this guy think that he's in charge,
but I need you to know he is not.
We are. Agent Greene is
aware of the situation.
The bomb squad is on its
way. I got you. Okay?
But you stay calm and you keep
this son of a bitch occupied.
- [Jason] Find her.
- Jason, I'm on it.
- I know you're probably a great person
who just needs something
and you just need to tell me what it is,
and I can help you.
- Oh, I took the liberty
of ordering you a salad.
You must be famished by now.
I hope you washed your hands.
- I've made my decision.
- Which is?
- I choose thousands.
- "What must be done, shall be done."
Isn't that what you always say?
- Yeah, it's what I live by.
Service, doing what's right.
- What you live by, admirable?
But who will you die for?
The line between good and evil
passes through every person.
We're all sinners, Jason.
- You know,
without free will, there'd be no justice.
We all have a moral
responsibility to take action
against those who harm anyone,
'cause harm to one is harm to us all
- My God, Jason.
You're practically the bastion
of manhood and service.
- Where's the bomb, huh?
I've made my decision. I can
live without your admiration.
Now who's stalling?
- Mercy General.
- Who puts a bomb in a hospital?
- [Tyrell] Son of a
bitch. Jason was right.
- [Agent Greene] Smith.
- Mercy General.
Bastard put a bomb in a hospital.
- I'll inform the bomb squad.
Have you found the location of the IP?
- No. We're having a hell
of a time finding it too.
As soon as we make
contact, I'll let you know.
I need an ETA.
- [Officer] You got 10 minutes, sir.
- Let's go.
- We've just been
informed of a bomb threat
at Mercy Hospital.
Evacuations are already underway.
Our bomb squad is en route.
- We have just been
evacuated from the scene
at Mercy General Hospital
where an alleged bomb threat
has local police scrambling
to clear the area.
SWAT teams are arriving
now to sweep the building.
And while there is no word
yet on a possible suspect,
we will be right here,
keeping you updated as
new information arrives.
Back to you.
(suspenseful music)
- [Agent Greene] Jason, are you okay?
- Yeah.
- [Agent Greene] Is he close by?
- Yeah.
- What's your status?
- I'm here, but there's
a bomb at Mercy General.
You need to send a squad
out now to disarm it.
- We're already on it.
Give me more details.
Are there any hostages?
- That's all I know.
- [Agent Greene] I promise
you, we're gonna find out
who he is.
- [Savannah] Help me.
- I've done what you asked.
I've made my choice. Now, where is she?
- Are you always this testy?
The bomb is still ticking
and my viewership is rising.
Who knew I was an influencer?
- Influencer, huh?
My team will find that bomb.
And you will tell me where Savannah is.
- You're placing the cart before the mule.
The clock is still ticking.
I don't envy you, Jason.
All those precious lives in your hands.
- Any word from Homeland Security?
- [Woman] No word yet.
- Patch me into the local authorities.
- Going down.
(telephone rings)
- [Bomb Tech] Exiting elevator.
Approaching electrical room.
Door code.
I've made access.
- Proceed with caution.
- I notice
four,
five units.
Looks like C4.
(speaker mumbles) connected to Iphone.
Attached to a metal cache.
- Of course, your confidence
isn't without merit.
And right on time too.
I'm sure they'll be able to disarm it
in the next 15 or 20 minutes.
Plenty of time.
- You think you're so smart, huh?
You got this whole thing figured out.
Tell you what. I could
arrest you right now.
But, you and I both know
that won't save my wife.
Now, will it?
But the satisfaction of me killing you
with my bare hands--
- Except,
is pummeling it out of me
really the right thing to do?
Of course it would give you
some sort of immediate
satisfaction, but...
It won't change what will happen.
- And I've never seen
anything like this one before.
I'm gonna figure it out.
(suspenseful music)
(man breathes heavily)
Okay.
I'm afraid (speaker mumbles)
might be really high.
Let's see.
(suspenseful music continues)
We got 58 seconds and counting.
I'm cutting, guys.
The bomb's been disarmed. It's disarmed.
(telephone rings)
- We're not out of the woods
yet, Agent Smith. Find her.
- [Tyrell] I'm working on it.
(somber piano music)
- You going to pummel me now? Arrest me?
- I'm not.
But they are.
- [Officer] Got him.
(man speaks over radio)
- Come on, Tyrell.
- What's the ETA?
- [Man] We're coming up right now on site.
We're beginning our sweep.
- Help me!
Help me!
Help me!
(police sirens blare)
(officer speaks over radio)
- You, you. I need to know
how many exits there are,
and that it matches the exact number
that we have here on this layout.
Now, this building hasn't
been occupied for years,
so it shouldn't be too difficult
to pinpoint her location.
(cellphone buzzes)
(suspenseful music)
(telephone rings)
(people chatter)
- [Savannah] Help me.
- You got something?
All right, let's roll.
All right, this room's clear.
I got nothing.
(Tyrell breathes heavily)
What the hell?
I got a door. I hear something.
I'm moving to enter.
Clear.
(bomb explodes)
- Think you can kill my family?
Oughta kill you with my bare hands.
- I didn't kill your friends.
You did.
- Get off me!
- Yeah. That's the problem, Jason.
You think you're in
control, but you're not.
What are you feeling right now?
Anger?
Helplessness?
Look at you.
Engulfed
in the familiar soul-crushing,
paralyzing realization of
losing someone close to you.
- Shut up!
Shut up!
Shut up!
- Check your feed, Agent Cole.
(suspenseful music)
- That's my wife! That is my wife!
- Hey!
- That is--
- Let go. Out.
You need to calm down.
We have prints on our bomber.
Chemical engineering major
who specialized in thermodynamics.
It explains the expert bomb-making.
European. His mom died during childbirth.
He relocated to the US in 1995.
Jason, his name is
Nikolai Valteri.
- Valteri?
- Son of Magnus.
(gunshots ring)
- Magnus Valteri.
- Hey.
You're an agent.
Remember who you are.
- So, what is this? Huh?
Some sort of revenge for
me killing your father?
- Jason,
"A man that studieth revenge,
keeps his own wounds green,
which would otherwise heal."
- Your father flooded the streets.
Innocent people, children,
died at the hands of his operation.
- One day, my father took me to the beach.
I was about seven.
It was fall and it was too cold
to even dip your feet in the ocean.
But we walked down the beach.
Waves chasing us.
Picking up shells and stones,
while the waves crest on the
beach and the seagulls cawed.
We found a little shack.
We had a simple lunch.
We headed back.
Our bellies full. My
hand in his.
I don't remember him
saying a word that day.
Either of us actually.
But I remember how happy I was.
Just me and my father, together,
out for a walk.
You took that from me.
Here's the deal.
My freedom for your wife's location.
- What did you just say?
- I think you heard me.
(somber piano music)
- Look. I know what you did was difficult,
but do you know how many lives you saved?
You're a hero, Jason.
- Any whereabouts on Savannah?
- We're working with cyber crimes
and we're doing all that we can do.
- But you still haven't found her?
- We're doing all--
- Then where is she?
- I'm sorry, Jason.
- Get up.
- Shall we?
- Shut your mouth.
- I love it when we play--
- Shut up!
Where's my wife?
- Uncuff me.
And my phone.
As soon as I'm in my car,
I'll send you the location.
- How do I know I can trust you?
- What other choice do you have?
- So you just happen to
have a personal valet
pull up right outside an
FBI headquarters, huh?
- Only a touch away.
(chair rattles)
(Savannah cries)
- Help me!
He's gonna kill me.
He's gonna kill me.
- Cyber crimes division informed
me they have the location
of the second bomb. Where's Cole?
They have her. 1410 Robinson Lane.
- I'm going in.
Fellas, fellas. How much time we got?
- 10 minutes. No known
hostiles in the area,
but we're not a hundred percent on that.
- All right. Well, we
all know what happened
to Agent Smith. Okay?
This isn't just for me, this
for him as well. All right?
Check your targets. Check
your background. Let's roll.
Let's go.
- Yes, sir.
(suspenseful music)
(door creaks open)
- Baby. Baby, baby. Hey.
- [Officer] Clear.
- What the f--
- [Savannah] Get me outta here.
- Target acquired. Get
the bomb unit in here--
- Hey, on the fly. Let's
go. Let's go. Now. Let's go.
Hey, hey, hey. Relax. Relax.
Imma get you outta here.
- Get me out, please.
- Hey, look. Hey, hey. I'm
gonna get you outta here.
Hey, I'm gonna get you out.
Lets go, now!
- [Officer On Radio] (speaker
mumbles) with the suspect
or with the victim?
- I need everyone outta here.
- Hey, I'm not going
nowhere. This is my wife.
Let's go.
- RGB.
RGB.
RGB.
(suspenseful music)
This bomb is different from the first one.
I need to get over here.
Okay.
(suspenseful music continues)
(telephone rings in background)
- Come on, man. What's wrong?
- Just give me a minute.
- We don't have a minute.
Let's go. Let's go.
- Hey. Hey, look at me. Look at me. Relax.
- I got two hooks.
(Savannah cries)
- He's gonna get you outta here.
Hey, look at me. He's
gonna get you outta here.
- What's happening? Why
is it taking so long?
- All right. We got you.
- Hey. Hey.
- [Bomb Tech] We got a little more.
- Hey, relax. Hey. Come on, relax.
- [Bomb Tech] Bomb neutralized.
- Oh shit. Baby.
Hey. Look at me. Look at me.
I told you. Okay.
(Savannah cries)
Hey.
Come on.
Hey, what'd I tell you? What'd I tell you?
Didn't I tell you? I
got something for you.
You forget something?
Baby.
- We're back. And what you just witnessed
was the dramatic rescue
of Dr. Savannah Cole,
who was held hostage earlier today
in a plot to bomb two
buildings in the downtown area,
potentially killing
thousands of civilians.
The mastermind behind these
bombs live streamed the event
for the whole entire world to see.
And the viewership
amassed a whopping one...
(cellphone buzzes)
- You sleep good?
- I, did. You okay?
(somber piano music)
- Agent Cole.
I need to speak with you now.
Agent Cole, why didn't you come to me
before you took matters
into your own hands?
It was unsanctioned.
It was reckless.
- What was I supposed to do, huh?
Pray for some sort of miracle?
You looked me in my eyes with
minutes left on that bomb.
And you told me you didn't
know where Savannah was.
- We had every unit on the
case. We tracked her location.
- With minutes to spare.
- What am I supposed to say?
You're a senior agent, Cole.
I can't brush this away.
- Okay. I didn't ask you to.
- This agency has a system
in place that you disregarded
when you took that
criminal out the back door.
- This agency, this very same agency,
let my partner,
my friend,
die right in front of my eyes.
And I'd be damned if I was
gonna let the same thing
happen to my wife.
- You know, I've been at
this agency for 20 years.
Seen a lot of heinous cases.
And even I couldn't endure
what she did on yesterday.
- Any man would've done the same thing.
- And you didn't think I
could empathize with you?
There's no amount of money
that I would've taken
to trade places with either of you.
I just wish you would've
consulted with me first.
- Consulted? Lisa, I
don't need your advice
on how to save my family. You hear me?
- Since you have all the answers,
how do I account for this?
- With all due respect,
I'm not asking you to.
- Jason, I can't fix this.
- I don't need you to protect me.
Okay? I take full
accountability for my actions.
That was my wife on that feed. My wife.
Had to do what I had to do to save her.
- So, that's it?
That's your story?
Jason?
How is she?
- Alive.
(couple talks quietly)
(cellphone buzzes)
- Jason.
- Hello, Jason.
I trust that you and
Savannah are safe and well.
Well, I have to really
hand it to you, Jason.
This wasn't the outcome I anticipated.
I didn't think you would
compromise yourself
in such a manner.
But as I said, you are indeed predictable.
- What more do you want from me, huh?
Calling me while I'm at home with my wife.
- You thought we'd broken up.
This is just the beginning for you and I.
We are in this for the long haul.
Did you not think that you'd have to deal
with the consequences of your actions?
For the rest of your life,
you're gonna be looking
over your shoulder.
And hers. And your children's too.
Then there's the guilt that
you'll have to live with
over the fact that you let me go.
Escorted me right out the door.
You remember that, don't you Jason?
I'm not sure that connects with
"strive to do the right thing,
no matter the personal cost," but...
"what must be done, should be done."
- Hey, I suggest you watch
your back. You hear me?
If you think for a second,
you got me by the balls
and I'm supposed to to live my life
in a constant state of fear, of you?
- Denial is a deadly sin.
Jason...
Did you ever wonder why I chose
that particular restaurant?
- The thought never crossed my mind.
- It's where you celebrated
the death of my father.
I vividly remember the night.
You lifted your glasses in the air
and gloated over my father
as if he was some kill for sport.
- He wasn't exactly father of the year.
- Savannah's father still
live up in Hollow Grove?
The gray split-level?
- Your mother--
- Cherish the time you have
with your wife, Agent Cole.
You never know when it will be your last.
- Who was it?
- Nobody.
Nobody.
Come on.
You all right?
- Yeah.
- Come on. Let's finish this.
Now, what were you saying?
Whoa. You can't be sneaking
up on me like that, Tammie.
- Tammie? Okay.
- Hey, hey, hey. I kid.
- I got your Tammie.
- I kid, I kid, I kid.
- Yeah. Uh-huh.
- Lovely rose for my one and only.
So,
what's on your mind?
- His name is Teddy.
- Oh, Teddy. You going
do me like that, huh?
- I don't think you know him.
- Okay. Okay. Well you tell Mr. Teddy
I said I got a list of
expenses he could take over,
if he really about that life.
Mortgage, rent, car note,
hair, manicure.
I can go on if you want.
- Oh, me too. But you've
forgot daycare expenses.
- What?
- Just open it.
Oh.
Wow.
You're really having a ba--
You're really having a baby.
- Yeah. So we're having a baby.
- Do you think we're ready?
- I don't think we have a choice anymore.
- Okay, this it's happening.
- So, you happy?
- I am.
I am.
- I hope it's a boy.
- Listen. I just hope it's a healthy baby.
Okay. Okay. Okay.
- Give me a boy, please.
- I want a boy.
I want a boy.
- I don't think I can eat
anymore. And I gotta go.
And I will see you later.
- Yes. Thank you, baby.
- All right.
- Okay, daddy.
Don't get in trouble.
I gotta work.
- We already got one on the way.
Wow. I'm really having a baby.
Thank you.
Hey. Excuse me, ma'am.
Who paid for this?
- [Waitress] The guy over there.
- What guy over there?
- [Nikolai] This is just
the beginning for you and I.
We are in this for the long haul.
(car honks)
(upbeat music)
(car engine starts)
(upbeat music intensifies)
(suspenseful music)
- Don't know if this is a
classic Kalashnikov or not.
I'll speak to my Russian buyers about it.
- Yeah, I like this here. Yes, yes.
Well, Lord have mercy.
Christmas done came early this year.
Boy, look here. We gonna make
a lot of money off these.
- My contacts in Syria
will be quite pleased.
- I'm pretty sure they will.
- Leaving me out to dry, I see.
- Sorry I'm late, man.
I had something pop up.
- Man, Thomas sitting in the
back. You better go check in.
- You're late.
- Yeah, well I'm here now. Ain't I?
Come on, man. Quit sweating me.
- Yes. Well, your inability to tell time
has thrown us completely off schedule.
- Hey, man. Whatever.
- Me and this man have some
business to take care of.
You guys, grab the stuff,
take it into the back.
- It appears you've grown
quite fond of your new mate.
His confidence amongst a den
of thieves is disconcerting.
- Man I told you I'd take care of my side.
You had one job to do, besides worrying,
make sure that we got a buyer.
- Have I ever let you down?
- No, but you pissing me off.
All my guys are legit.
I never get compromised.
If I do, I shoot my way out.
(gun cocks)
- Don't let your emotions
get in the way of business.
(suspenseful music)
(gun cocks)
- Sweet.
Yeah.
Oh, yeah.
- Oh, man. Boy, we got a lot here.
- Yeah.
- Sweet.
- Yeah, it's a bad boy.
- Oh, yeah. Hit that
last (speaker mumbles).
Whole army, take out.
- Yeah.
- Freeze, FBI!
- Get on the ground.
Get (speaker mumbles).
(gunshots ring)
- Back away. Back away.
No!
(more gunshots ring)
- Give it up, Magnus.
You're surrounded.
It doesn't have to end like this.
- I bloody knew it.
- Give it up.
- So,
what's your real name, Nate?
(gunshots ring)
(helicopter engine rumbles)
- Hello and welcome to
"The World Tonight."
I'm Mary Jacobs with breaking
news of an apparent raid
in the downtown area.
Let's go live to Jennifer
Mickle on location now.
Jennifer, can you fill us
in on what's happening?
- Thank you, Mary.
I am standing here in the aftermath
of what appears to be a raid
on a large cache of weapons,
confiscated from the notorious
arms dealer, Magnus Valteri,
who's just been taken down.
With me is Special Agent Jason Cole,
who's tirelessly been
working on this case.
Special Agent Cole,
can you please tell the viewers
a little bit about what
has happened here tonight?
- After an ongoing investigation,
we were finally able to
locate the operations
of Mr. Valteri.
Several of my men
were able to then confiscate
a stash of weapons,
as well as apprehend all dealers involved.
Now, Mr. Valteri, as well as
several of his gang members,
refused to comply and or surrender,
and lost their lives in doing so.
It was not the outcome
we had all hoped for,
but many civilians lives,
as well as many of the
lives of my colleagues
were at stake and a difficult
decision had to be made.
I always strive to do the right thing.
What must be done
will be done.
We can all rest assured now
knowing that the streets are much safer
that those weapons out of
the hands of those criminals.
- Thank you, Agent Cole.
- Thank you.
- You heard it here first.
The notoriously dangerous
arms dealer, Magnus Valteri,
has been shot and killed
in a massive raid downtown.
I will give you more facts
as they emerge. Back to you.
(suspenseful music)
(suspenseful music continues)
- All right. Thank you.
Thank you.
I'll take two coffees, please. Thank you.
- Sorry, I'm late.
- Hey, baby.
- You're not gonna arrest me, are you?
- Glad I left my handcuffs at home.
Look at my baby. Look at you.
Working hard.
- Trying not to.
- See. Come here. I got something for you.
- Okay. What is that?
Jason.
- Happy anniversary, baby.
All for you.
- Thank you.
Thank you so much.
- You're welcome.
- You'll get your gift later tonight.
- We can leave right
now. Just say the word.
- Stop. Did you put in our coffees?
- Yeah, she went to go get them.
- Okay. We have cheers to you.
- Okay.
- And to us.
Oh, here she is.
- Thank you.
- Thank you so much.
Happy anniversary, baby.
- Happy anniversary.
- Excuse me. I mean, Senior Agent Cole.
- Listen, I'm just glad you were able to
take some time from work
just to meet me for breakfast. You know?
I know this isn't your
five star, candlelit, romantic--
- Don't forget the handcuffs.
- You wanna make me forget
the keys. Come here, you.
Come here.
(waitress clears throat)
- Good morning, Mr. and Mrs. Cole.
- Good Morning.
- Morning.
- Are you ready to order?
- Yes, I think so.
- Yes, please.
Can I have the mushroom and cheese omelet
and an English muffin, please?
- [Waitress] And for you, sir?
- And I'd like the Crab Benedict.
- Excellent choices.
I'll be back to freshen up your coffee.
- Thank you.
- I'll be sure to knock next time.
- Thank you.
- Thank God it's a
light day at work today.
I know it's been difficult
with my new schedule being six to six,
but at least now we get to see each other.
- Yeah, yeah.
I mean with you working
nights and me working days...
Baby, I've missed you.
- I missed you more.
And now that the fellowship is over,
I just have to figure
out which hospital offer
I'm gonna accept.
- I thought you chose John Hopkins.
- I did, but then Mass General countered.
So, now I'm still... I don't know.
I'm not so sure again.
- Well, I mean, it's no need to rush.
I'm sure you'll make the right
decision for your career.
And for us.
I know you have a full schedule
and I want to take you
outta town this weekend.
- Yes, please.
Please.
- I figured you'd say that.
I just need us to spend
some time together.
- Where are we going?
- That, I'm not gonna tell you.
You just gonna have to trust me.
- I trust you.
- Okay.
- So, there's a third option
that I'm considering now.
Mercy actually was hoping
that I would start my practice here.
And with your promotion and
both of our salaries now can
support us
and a baby.
What?
- Listen, baby. Look. Hey, hey, hey, hey.
You know, okay.
You know, as good as anybody,
there's nothing and more
that I want in this life
than to start a family
with you. You know--
Hey, you know that.
- Jason.
- Baby, are we ready?
- Yes.
- I mean, are you ready?
We haven't even eaten breakfast
and you've already started charting out
the next 10 years of our life. I mean...
- You know I want a family, Jason.
We've talked about this, right?
And now you switching from
major to white collar crimes.
I can now rest easier knowing
that I won't be widowed
or a single parent.
We'll be doing it together.
- Right.
But you also wanna start
your practice. Right?
And you want to have a successful career.
I'm just trying to figure out
how to square away some
time with you. That's it.
- I want more, Jason.
Actually, I want it all.
I want it all and I want it with you.
- Baby, it's our
anniversary. Can we just..
Can we keep it about us, please?
- Jason, how can it be about us
when one of us continues
avoiding the topic
that means more to me
than it just being us?
- Thank you.
- Thank you.
- Baby. Hey.
Food's getting cold.
Come on. Let's eat.
- [Savannah] Yeah. It's good.
Have to try the beer garden.
- Beer garden?
- Couple in the far
corner, (speaker mumbles).
- Oh, I gotta get back.
- Okay.
- Love you.
- Love you too, baby.
See you tonight?
- Have a good day.
Yes.
- Thank you. Wait.
What's this?
- Courtesy of the gentleman
in the table to the left.
Guess he's modest.
Happy anniversary.
- Okay. Thank you.
All right.
- [Tyrell] Did you see the
Braves game last night?
Swanson's really panning out, man.
I was in the stands his first at bat, man.
They sucked that season, but...
Yeah, I'm gonna miss this city.
- [Jason] Right. Let's do it.
All right.
- I don't know what you did
to get a ride this sweet,
but I tell you what, if I
get something half this nice
when I make it to New
York, I'll be a happy man.
- Hey, listen. This is
just some of the perks
of being a senior agent, man.
Take down you a couple bad guys.
Bust a couple operations,
you'll get one too.
- Yeah, yeah.
So, happy anniversary.
- Thank you.
Thank you. Thank you.
- How'd it go?
- It went well. It went well.
- Let me guess. You took
her to the spot, right?
- I did. I did. Hey, if it ain't broke.
- Don't fix it.
- Don't you fix it. All right.
- So, what'd you get her?
- I got her a pendant.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
- Nice.
- She enjoyed that.
- She happy?
- Yeah.
- What, she's still like trying to get you
to actually settle down
and actually be a grownup?
What are you waiting for, man?
What? You waiting to make more money?
Or do better in your career? I think you--
- Tell you what. I'll tell you what.
We'll get to that later.
Are you ready for this meeting?
- Am I ready for this meeting?
- Yes.
- I was born ready for this meeting.
- Well, let's go.
- I am the master
of fine arts.
- Maybe you can get to one of them.
- Yeah.
(speakers laugh)
All right. After you, sir.
- All right. Thank you, sir.
- Can anyone identify this
painting that's before us?
- It's a Jean Paul Paviour,
"The Essence of Her."
- Impressive, Agent Smith, but wrong.
- While a good guess for
my fellow colleague here,
it's actually a forgery
of a Jean Paul Paviour,
"The Essence Of Her."
As you can all see here,
this painting is a combination
of gouache and watercolors,
late 19th century mixed with a
yellow dextrin as a binding agent.
This helps the painting dry
with a heavier composition,
therefore making it more
reflective under LED lighting,
like the ones in this conference room.
- Good eye, Agent Cole.
- Kiss ass.
- This morning, I
received a tip from our CI
that more paintings from
this specific collection
are preparing to hit the auction.
We have every reason to believe
that they're all forgeries.
The authentic paintings
are going to the black market very soon.
Agent Smith, Agent Cole. I
want you two as points on this.
- Well, let's do it, Picasso.
- Let's do it.
You ready for the big move?
- Yeah. Yeah, man. I am.
I'm not so sure about Morgan.
Might be some
changes happening
soon.
- Speaking of changes.
Savannah laid it on me
pretty thick this morning.
- Yeah.
- You know?
She wants to start her
practice and have a baby.
And all of this within the next year.
- Yeah. I know.
It's a lot to deal with. But come on, man.
Don't you think it's
maybe about time that...
Listen,
I got something to tell
you. I got some news.
- Okay. You all right?
- Yeah. Yeah.
It's happening, man.
- Okay. What's happening?
- We're pregnant. She's pregnant.
- No way.
- Yes.
- What?
- Yeah. Yeah.
I didn't think it was possible.
You know? What, it's been
two years we've been trying.
- Wow.
- She's pregnant.
- Wow.
- We're having a baby.
- Hey,
congratulations!
(cellphone buzzes)
Hey, um I'm gonna need a favor.
- Okay.
- I'm gonna go meet up
with Savannah for lunch.
You mind covering for me?
- Of course.
Tell her hello and happy anniversary.
- Will do.
Congratulations on that again, man.
That's amazing. All right.
- All right.
- I shouldn't be too long.
I'll be back. All right.
- Cool. See you soon, man.
(calm piano music)
- Hello.
Table for two, please.
- Good afternoon, sir.
- Hello.
- There will be two of you?
- Yes.
- Perfect.
I will return when she arrives.
- Thank you.
Oh, by the way, it's our anniversary.
For dessert, do you mind
bringing us something special?
Maybe strawberries and chocolate.
- I'll see what the chef can do for you.
- Thank you.
(calm piano music continues)
- Good afternoon.
Perhaps you can help me with
the dilemma I've been facing.
- Unless it's um how
to find your own table,
I'm afraid I can't help you.
Sorry about that.
- If you had the choice
between saving the lives
of everyone in this room
and saving just one life,
what would you do?
- Listen, buddy.
I'm not sure if this is some kind of joke.
Let me help you find--
- Let's just say, hypothetically,
that there was a bomb in this room,
and you'd face the task of
choosing to save the lives of everyone,
or just one person.
- Look, I don't know who the hell you are.
- We go way back
Time is of the essence.
Please, have a seat.
- Look,
my wife will be here soon
and I don't know what your angle is.
- Savannah.
- How do you know my wife?
- If you want to know why she's tardy,
I suggest you take your seat.
Please order.
It's on me.
- That was you.
- I hope you enjoyed your
anniversary breakfast.
Courtesy of my unwavering generosity.
- Where's my wife?
- Are you always this incessant?
She's perfectly fine for now.
Whether or not she remains
that way is entirely up to you.
- Who are you?
- Back to my more pressing dilemma.
If you had the choice
between saving the lives
of everyone in this room
or the life of just one,
what would you do?
- Of course, this is all
hypothetical? - Maybe.
Maybe not.
- I'd wanna know my options.
I'd wanna know the full scope
before I made any decisions.
- The full scope, eh?
- Yeah.
- [Waitress] Happy anniversary.
What can I get you to start--
- Not now!
- Okay.
Mr. Full Scope.
Hear me and hear me well.
(cellphone buzzes)
- Hey, man. Where the hell--
- I've strategically placed
two bombs throughout the city.
(suspenseful music)
You're going to have to
make a decision, Jason.
Do you save the lives of hundreds
or even thousands of people?
Or do you save the life
of just one person?
The choice is yours.
- Is there anything else I should know?
- Ah, yes. Perhaps I should clarify,
so there are no misunderstandings.
You save the life of hundreds of people,
or...
Your wife.
- Agent Greene!
- Help me!
Help me!
Somebody!
Jason!
(Savannah cries)
- Check this out.
- If you hurt her, I will--
- Shoot me?
That would be unfortunate.
I mean, if I die,
then both bombs would go off,
and all those innocent lives
would be on your hands.
There goes that white picket fence.
- What do you want from me?
- Take a look at my feed.
In less than two hours,
or if this feed goes viral and
it reaches 2 million viewers,
both bombs will detonate.
Allow me to send you the link.
Oh, and before I forget.
I'd be remiss if I didn't share this
with a few of my faithful followers.
(cellphone notifications pop up)
- Send me that link now.
I'll have the cyber
crimes division track down
that IP address.
And I'll send a car to the
restaurant as backup. Okay.
(keyboard keys click)
(suspenseful music)
- Jason,
I fancy myself as
somewhat of a fair guy.
So, I'll tell you what I'll do.
I'll disclose the locale of
one of the bombs, but only one.
- I have the physical
location of the IP address.
Has the suspect disclosed the whereabouts
of these two alleged bombs?
- No, and I don't get this
sordid social media game
he's playing. I mean, why Jason, Savannah?
- I'm sending a team there now.
- I'm going.
- No, I think it's best you stay here.
- Well, I need to see for myself
who the sick son of a bitch is.
Jason'll uncover the bombs.
Let me find out who planted 'em.
- The bomb squad is on standby
in case he drops a hint
anything that'll lead us
to these bombs.
- Please. No more views.
Don't you realize that
once this thing goes viral,
it's gonna detonate?
- We're doing all that we can.
- We are the damn FBI. Can't we block it?
Do something!
- So, is she your decision?
You're stalling, Jason.
Do you save her life or hundreds?
Tick
tock.
Tick
tock.
Tick...
- I need to go to the bathroom.
- Tick tock.
Tick tock.
- Hey. Hey. FBI. Gimme your
phone. Gimme your phone.
You can pick it up from
the host stand in a hour.
(keyboard keys click)
- Agent Smith.
- [Jason] Hey, buddy.
- Hey. One moment. I'm
putting you on speaker.
Williams.
- Listen. I think I know
where the bombs are.
I'm in the bathroom.
I've seen that room before.
It's in a hospital.
- The hospital. Wait, wait, which one?
- Mercy. Mercy. I think
both bombs are there.
- Wait, are you sure?
We have the IP address from the live feed
and it's not a hospital.
It's a different address.
Yeah, it's a warehouse on Lucky Street.
We're heading there now.
- Wait, the addresses are different?
- [Tyrell] Yeah. We'll
head to the warehouse,
clear it and make sure
Savannah isn't actually there.
- Something's not right about this, Ty.
- Listen. I need you to
listen to me closely.
You need to stay calm.
Let this guy think that he's in charge,
but I need you to know he is not.
We are. Agent Greene is
aware of the situation.
The bomb squad is on its
way. I got you. Okay?
But you stay calm and you keep
this son of a bitch occupied.
- [Jason] Find her.
- Jason, I'm on it.
- I know you're probably a great person
who just needs something
and you just need to tell me what it is,
and I can help you.
- Oh, I took the liberty
of ordering you a salad.
You must be famished by now.
I hope you washed your hands.
- I've made my decision.
- Which is?
- I choose thousands.
- "What must be done, shall be done."
Isn't that what you always say?
- Yeah, it's what I live by.
Service, doing what's right.
- What you live by, admirable?
But who will you die for?
The line between good and evil
passes through every person.
We're all sinners, Jason.
- You know,
without free will, there'd be no justice.
We all have a moral
responsibility to take action
against those who harm anyone,
'cause harm to one is harm to us all
- My God, Jason.
You're practically the bastion
of manhood and service.
- Where's the bomb, huh?
I've made my decision. I can
live without your admiration.
Now who's stalling?
- Mercy General.
- Who puts a bomb in a hospital?
- [Tyrell] Son of a
bitch. Jason was right.
- [Agent Greene] Smith.
- Mercy General.
Bastard put a bomb in a hospital.
- I'll inform the bomb squad.
Have you found the location of the IP?
- No. We're having a hell
of a time finding it too.
As soon as we make
contact, I'll let you know.
I need an ETA.
- [Officer] You got 10 minutes, sir.
- Let's go.
- We've just been
informed of a bomb threat
at Mercy Hospital.
Evacuations are already underway.
Our bomb squad is en route.
- We have just been
evacuated from the scene
at Mercy General Hospital
where an alleged bomb threat
has local police scrambling
to clear the area.
SWAT teams are arriving
now to sweep the building.
And while there is no word
yet on a possible suspect,
we will be right here,
keeping you updated as
new information arrives.
Back to you.
(suspenseful music)
- [Agent Greene] Jason, are you okay?
- Yeah.
- [Agent Greene] Is he close by?
- Yeah.
- What's your status?
- I'm here, but there's
a bomb at Mercy General.
You need to send a squad
out now to disarm it.
- We're already on it.
Give me more details.
Are there any hostages?
- That's all I know.
- [Agent Greene] I promise
you, we're gonna find out
who he is.
- [Savannah] Help me.
- I've done what you asked.
I've made my choice. Now, where is she?
- Are you always this testy?
The bomb is still ticking
and my viewership is rising.
Who knew I was an influencer?
- Influencer, huh?
My team will find that bomb.
And you will tell me where Savannah is.
- You're placing the cart before the mule.
The clock is still ticking.
I don't envy you, Jason.
All those precious lives in your hands.
- Any word from Homeland Security?
- [Woman] No word yet.
- Patch me into the local authorities.
- Going down.
(telephone rings)
- [Bomb Tech] Exiting elevator.
Approaching electrical room.
Door code.
I've made access.
- Proceed with caution.
- I notice
four,
five units.
Looks like C4.
(speaker mumbles) connected to Iphone.
Attached to a metal cache.
- Of course, your confidence
isn't without merit.
And right on time too.
I'm sure they'll be able to disarm it
in the next 15 or 20 minutes.
Plenty of time.
- You think you're so smart, huh?
You got this whole thing figured out.
Tell you what. I could
arrest you right now.
But, you and I both know
that won't save my wife.
Now, will it?
But the satisfaction of me killing you
with my bare hands--
- Except,
is pummeling it out of me
really the right thing to do?
Of course it would give you
some sort of immediate
satisfaction, but...
It won't change what will happen.
- And I've never seen
anything like this one before.
I'm gonna figure it out.
(suspenseful music)
(man breathes heavily)
Okay.
I'm afraid (speaker mumbles)
might be really high.
Let's see.
(suspenseful music continues)
We got 58 seconds and counting.
I'm cutting, guys.
The bomb's been disarmed. It's disarmed.
(telephone rings)
- We're not out of the woods
yet, Agent Smith. Find her.
- [Tyrell] I'm working on it.
(somber piano music)
- You going to pummel me now? Arrest me?
- I'm not.
But they are.
- [Officer] Got him.
(man speaks over radio)
- Come on, Tyrell.
- What's the ETA?
- [Man] We're coming up right now on site.
We're beginning our sweep.
- Help me!
Help me!
Help me!
(police sirens blare)
(officer speaks over radio)
- You, you. I need to know
how many exits there are,
and that it matches the exact number
that we have here on this layout.
Now, this building hasn't
been occupied for years,
so it shouldn't be too difficult
to pinpoint her location.
(cellphone buzzes)
(suspenseful music)
(telephone rings)
(people chatter)
- [Savannah] Help me.
- You got something?
All right, let's roll.
All right, this room's clear.
I got nothing.
(Tyrell breathes heavily)
What the hell?
I got a door. I hear something.
I'm moving to enter.
Clear.
(bomb explodes)
- Think you can kill my family?
Oughta kill you with my bare hands.
- I didn't kill your friends.
You did.
- Get off me!
- Yeah. That's the problem, Jason.
You think you're in
control, but you're not.
What are you feeling right now?
Anger?
Helplessness?
Look at you.
Engulfed
in the familiar soul-crushing,
paralyzing realization of
losing someone close to you.
- Shut up!
Shut up!
Shut up!
- Check your feed, Agent Cole.
(suspenseful music)
- That's my wife! That is my wife!
- Hey!
- That is--
- Let go. Out.
You need to calm down.
We have prints on our bomber.
Chemical engineering major
who specialized in thermodynamics.
It explains the expert bomb-making.
European. His mom died during childbirth.
He relocated to the US in 1995.
Jason, his name is
Nikolai Valteri.
- Valteri?
- Son of Magnus.
(gunshots ring)
- Magnus Valteri.
- Hey.
You're an agent.
Remember who you are.
- So, what is this? Huh?
Some sort of revenge for
me killing your father?
- Jason,
"A man that studieth revenge,
keeps his own wounds green,
which would otherwise heal."
- Your father flooded the streets.
Innocent people, children,
died at the hands of his operation.
- One day, my father took me to the beach.
I was about seven.
It was fall and it was too cold
to even dip your feet in the ocean.
But we walked down the beach.
Waves chasing us.
Picking up shells and stones,
while the waves crest on the
beach and the seagulls cawed.
We found a little shack.
We had a simple lunch.
We headed back.
Our bellies full. My
hand in his.
I don't remember him
saying a word that day.
Either of us actually.
But I remember how happy I was.
Just me and my father, together,
out for a walk.
You took that from me.
Here's the deal.
My freedom for your wife's location.
- What did you just say?
- I think you heard me.
(somber piano music)
- Look. I know what you did was difficult,
but do you know how many lives you saved?
You're a hero, Jason.
- Any whereabouts on Savannah?
- We're working with cyber crimes
and we're doing all that we can do.
- But you still haven't found her?
- We're doing all--
- Then where is she?
- I'm sorry, Jason.
- Get up.
- Shall we?
- Shut your mouth.
- I love it when we play--
- Shut up!
Where's my wife?
- Uncuff me.
And my phone.
As soon as I'm in my car,
I'll send you the location.
- How do I know I can trust you?
- What other choice do you have?
- So you just happen to
have a personal valet
pull up right outside an
FBI headquarters, huh?
- Only a touch away.
(chair rattles)
(Savannah cries)
- Help me!
He's gonna kill me.
He's gonna kill me.
- Cyber crimes division informed
me they have the location
of the second bomb. Where's Cole?
They have her. 1410 Robinson Lane.
- I'm going in.
Fellas, fellas. How much time we got?
- 10 minutes. No known
hostiles in the area,
but we're not a hundred percent on that.
- All right. Well, we
all know what happened
to Agent Smith. Okay?
This isn't just for me, this
for him as well. All right?
Check your targets. Check
your background. Let's roll.
Let's go.
- Yes, sir.
(suspenseful music)
(door creaks open)
- Baby. Baby, baby. Hey.
- [Officer] Clear.
- What the f--
- [Savannah] Get me outta here.
- Target acquired. Get
the bomb unit in here--
- Hey, on the fly. Let's
go. Let's go. Now. Let's go.
Hey, hey, hey. Relax. Relax.
Imma get you outta here.
- Get me out, please.
- Hey, look. Hey, hey. I'm
gonna get you outta here.
Hey, I'm gonna get you out.
Lets go, now!
- [Officer On Radio] (speaker
mumbles) with the suspect
or with the victim?
- I need everyone outta here.
- Hey, I'm not going
nowhere. This is my wife.
Let's go.
- RGB.
RGB.
RGB.
(suspenseful music)
This bomb is different from the first one.
I need to get over here.
Okay.
(suspenseful music continues)
(telephone rings in background)
- Come on, man. What's wrong?
- Just give me a minute.
- We don't have a minute.
Let's go. Let's go.
- Hey. Hey, look at me. Look at me. Relax.
- I got two hooks.
(Savannah cries)
- He's gonna get you outta here.
Hey, look at me. He's
gonna get you outta here.
- What's happening? Why
is it taking so long?
- All right. We got you.
- Hey. Hey.
- [Bomb Tech] We got a little more.
- Hey, relax. Hey. Come on, relax.
- [Bomb Tech] Bomb neutralized.
- Oh shit. Baby.
Hey. Look at me. Look at me.
I told you. Okay.
(Savannah cries)
Hey.
Come on.
Hey, what'd I tell you? What'd I tell you?
Didn't I tell you? I
got something for you.
You forget something?
Baby.
- We're back. And what you just witnessed
was the dramatic rescue
of Dr. Savannah Cole,
who was held hostage earlier today
in a plot to bomb two
buildings in the downtown area,
potentially killing
thousands of civilians.
The mastermind behind these
bombs live streamed the event
for the whole entire world to see.
And the viewership
amassed a whopping one...
(cellphone buzzes)
- You sleep good?
- I, did. You okay?
(somber piano music)
- Agent Cole.
I need to speak with you now.
Agent Cole, why didn't you come to me
before you took matters
into your own hands?
It was unsanctioned.
It was reckless.
- What was I supposed to do, huh?
Pray for some sort of miracle?
You looked me in my eyes with
minutes left on that bomb.
And you told me you didn't
know where Savannah was.
- We had every unit on the
case. We tracked her location.
- With minutes to spare.
- What am I supposed to say?
You're a senior agent, Cole.
I can't brush this away.
- Okay. I didn't ask you to.
- This agency has a system
in place that you disregarded
when you took that
criminal out the back door.
- This agency, this very same agency,
let my partner,
my friend,
die right in front of my eyes.
And I'd be damned if I was
gonna let the same thing
happen to my wife.
- You know, I've been at
this agency for 20 years.
Seen a lot of heinous cases.
And even I couldn't endure
what she did on yesterday.
- Any man would've done the same thing.
- And you didn't think I
could empathize with you?
There's no amount of money
that I would've taken
to trade places with either of you.
I just wish you would've
consulted with me first.
- Consulted? Lisa, I
don't need your advice
on how to save my family. You hear me?
- Since you have all the answers,
how do I account for this?
- With all due respect,
I'm not asking you to.
- Jason, I can't fix this.
- I don't need you to protect me.
Okay? I take full
accountability for my actions.
That was my wife on that feed. My wife.
Had to do what I had to do to save her.
- So, that's it?
That's your story?
Jason?
How is she?
- Alive.
(couple talks quietly)
(cellphone buzzes)
- Jason.
- Hello, Jason.
I trust that you and
Savannah are safe and well.
Well, I have to really
hand it to you, Jason.
This wasn't the outcome I anticipated.
I didn't think you would
compromise yourself
in such a manner.
But as I said, you are indeed predictable.
- What more do you want from me, huh?
Calling me while I'm at home with my wife.
- You thought we'd broken up.
This is just the beginning for you and I.
We are in this for the long haul.
Did you not think that you'd have to deal
with the consequences of your actions?
For the rest of your life,
you're gonna be looking
over your shoulder.
And hers. And your children's too.
Then there's the guilt that
you'll have to live with
over the fact that you let me go.
Escorted me right out the door.
You remember that, don't you Jason?
I'm not sure that connects with
"strive to do the right thing,
no matter the personal cost," but...
"what must be done, should be done."
- Hey, I suggest you watch
your back. You hear me?
If you think for a second,
you got me by the balls
and I'm supposed to to live my life
in a constant state of fear, of you?
- Denial is a deadly sin.
Jason...
Did you ever wonder why I chose
that particular restaurant?
- The thought never crossed my mind.
- It's where you celebrated
the death of my father.
I vividly remember the night.
You lifted your glasses in the air
and gloated over my father
as if he was some kill for sport.
- He wasn't exactly father of the year.
- Savannah's father still
live up in Hollow Grove?
The gray split-level?
- Your mother--
- Cherish the time you have
with your wife, Agent Cole.
You never know when it will be your last.
- Who was it?
- Nobody.
Nobody.
Come on.
You all right?
- Yeah.
- Come on. Let's finish this.
Now, what were you saying?
Whoa. You can't be sneaking
up on me like that, Tammie.
- Tammie? Okay.
- Hey, hey, hey. I kid.
- I got your Tammie.
- I kid, I kid, I kid.
- Yeah. Uh-huh.
- Lovely rose for my one and only.
So,
what's on your mind?
- His name is Teddy.
- Oh, Teddy. You going
do me like that, huh?
- I don't think you know him.
- Okay. Okay. Well you tell Mr. Teddy
I said I got a list of
expenses he could take over,
if he really about that life.
Mortgage, rent, car note,
hair, manicure.
I can go on if you want.
- Oh, me too. But you've
forgot daycare expenses.
- What?
- Just open it.
Oh.
Wow.
You're really having a ba--
You're really having a baby.
- Yeah. So we're having a baby.
- Do you think we're ready?
- I don't think we have a choice anymore.
- Okay, this it's happening.
- So, you happy?
- I am.
I am.
- I hope it's a boy.
- Listen. I just hope it's a healthy baby.
Okay. Okay. Okay.
- Give me a boy, please.
- I want a boy.
I want a boy.
- I don't think I can eat
anymore. And I gotta go.
And I will see you later.
- Yes. Thank you, baby.
- All right.
- Okay, daddy.
Don't get in trouble.
I gotta work.
- We already got one on the way.
Wow. I'm really having a baby.
Thank you.
Hey. Excuse me, ma'am.
Who paid for this?
- [Waitress] The guy over there.
- What guy over there?
- [Nikolai] This is just
the beginning for you and I.
We are in this for the long haul.
(car honks)
(upbeat music)
(car engine starts)
(upbeat music intensifies)