Whisper Breach (2025) Movie Script

(slot machine clacking)
(video game music)
(energetic music)
(gunshots banging)
(gunshots popping)
In a strange world where people lurk
Who used to know your name
I look around and realize
I am not the same
I walk along with blinders on
To block the point of view
(gun clicking)
(gunshots banging)
Of people walking
Close to me
Who told me what to do
Oh I've got nothing
(gun clicking)
(gunshots banging)
I'm not like anyone
Like everybody else
I am just a wanderer
Rebuilt and torn apart
Late bloomers need to
(Niece speaking foreign language)
(Heinz speaking foreign language)
Reminds me its a waste of time
To try too hard to please
Well I've got nothing
To say for myself
I'm not like anyone
Like everybody else
Oh I've got nothing
To say for myself
I'm not like anyone
Like everybody else
(rock music)
(car engine humming)
(footsteps clacking)
Looking back
I see I'm nothing
More than what they think
[Winston] So, Jesse says,
"Damn, man, we go way back.
Why don't you just gimme the job?"
Wow, does he know fuck
shit about computers?
Of course not.
I'm paying him to learn from scratch.
Geez.
I mean, that's going
above and beyond, Winston.
Hope he delivers for you.
Nah, not important.
He delivered in Iraq when shit mattered.
(door thudding)
Hello, beautiful.
[Kent] There she is.
Winston?
Oh my God.
- Long time.
Thought you were in Zurich.
And look, babe, he brought
a bottle of the good stuff.
Oh.
Hi, my love.
You want my shot?
Fuck yeah, I do.
Winston?
So, we've missed you.
That doctor I've been trying to see
had a cancellation
today, so I jumped on it.
Oh, she's been having some
headaches last couple months.
Are you okay?
Oh, yeah, of course.
Same shit, different day.
Doctors are just trying to figure me out.
Do you wanna talk about it?
Is everything-
Hell no.
Oh my God, no.
We can talk about boring stuff later.
The important thing is
that Winston's here.
What brings you to Los Angeles?
Well, I do have a home in Bel-Air.
I don't get to see it very much.
And, surprise, I got a little
fly fishing trip planned.
And when he says little,
he's referring to the little trout-itos
that he might catch.
Cute.
It ain't about clubbing tuna, my man.
It's about finesse.
Oh, yeah?
And how do you plan on fly fishing
with that broken ankle of yours, bud?
[Sandy] What?
No, how?
Yeah, a pick-up basketball
game with some coworkers.
Computer nerds.
I heard that.
(Kent laughing)
It's healing.
Well,
you've survived much worse.
Well, we have been to
hell and back, haven't we?
Yeah, to making it out in one piece.
To the most beautiful agent
to ever walk the halls of Langley,
and to my best friends.
You mean your only friends?
Ah.
(gentle music)
(Winston sighing)
I have to ask again.
Here it comes.
Oh.
You two have got to
reconsider the private sector.
You should be killing it.
You're like the only ones I know
that walked away with your meager,
I'm not trying to insult
you, you know that,
government pension.
Winston,
I know that you're well-meaning,
but you bring this up every
time we see each other.
But do you know
how much they are paying former
agents with your skill sets?
It's gone up a lot.
My company could make
you a substantial offer,
effective immediately.
Wait a second.
Winston,
I thought you were working on
neutral networks and computery shit,
what would your company
possibly need us for?
It's neural networks.
And, are you kidding me?
The IP that we own, people
will literally kill for.
The Chinese and the Russians
are prodding and poking
our security daily.
Well, we talked about
going private a lot
before we hung it up.
And I know this doesn't make sense to you,
we're trying to keep things simple.
Take a look around.
(Kent sighing)
We've got everything we
need right here, man.
We got each other.
(Sandy chuckling)
We got our little boat,
and we have the sea.
That's all we need.
All right, I had to ask.
Happy you two have each other.
Freaking love birds, you are.
Covert, lethal,
crafty fuckin' love birds.
Awe,
I'm gonna take that as a compliment.
(phone buzzing)
[Winston] My Uber's here.
Oh, don't go,
and spend the night with us.
Oh, that's sweet.
I'd love to, but I really
gotta check on the house.
All right, yeah, I'll walk you out.
Help me out here.
(Kent grunting)
Hey.
[Sandy] Yep.
Get home safe.
Loverboy here needs his baby rest.
[Kent] Yeah.
I'm pretty drunk.
You drunk?
(Sandy laughing)
- You kidding?
- He's drunk,
he's drunk.
Hoo-yah!
Okay, okay.
We're too old for that.
Come on, let's go.
(gentle music)
(floor creaking)
Hey, sorry.
I didn't mean to wake you.
What's going on, babe?
Everything okay?
Yeah, yeah, I just,
I guess I'm just excited for tomorrow.
Well, it's like a quarter to two.
You should get some rest,
you're gonna be too
tired to dive tomorrow.
I'm coming.
(gentle music)
(phone alarm ringing)
(Kent sighing)
(food sizzling)
You leavin' without me?
There she is.
Figure I'd let you sleep in a bit.
Coffee?
Please.
There you go.
One more burrito and we are good to go.
Hey.
I was thinking about Winston's offer.
(Kent scoffing)
Really?
We could use the money.
Babe,
you think I want that life back?
Do you?
(Kent sighing)
Do you?
Touche.
(birds squawking)
(gentle music)
[Kent] I got a good feeling about today!
[Sandy] Because?
Because Jimmy J. Rock landed
a 70-pound white sea bass
backside of the island like 2 days ago.
Who's Jimmy J. Rock?
No, he's that,
that Instagram guy.
That Instagram guy?
Well, that'll fill his freezer.
Well, I got a good feeling
about us and our freezer.
Might be time for some new bands.
Yeah, I'll,
I'll keep an eye on those.
I just want to see the
look on Winston's face
when I show him what a
75-pound fish looks like.
Leave the poor guy alone.
(gentle music)
(suspenseful music)
(footsteps thudding)
(door thudding)
(intruder inhaling)
(suspenseful music)
Hey, babe?
Hey, babe, will you stop
chewing for a second?
(Kent sighing)
So, today makes 15 years.
And, I just wanted to let you know that...
That I can't imagine what
my life would've been like
if I hadn't been at that embassy that day.
Remember, we,
we locked eyes?
As I recall, it was not my
eyes that you were looking at.
Well, you still look
like a million bucks.
Eyes up here, lover boy.
You are being super talkative today.
Now, let's get in the water.
Babe, can you just be
serious for like a minute?
Yes, sir, sorry, sir,
it's just, you're being kind
of sappy for a Navy seal, sir.
(Kent sighing)
(dramatic music)
(camera shutter clicking)
What the fuck is that?
[Kent] I think this is the part
where you get all choked up.
You say, "I can't believe
it," and how beautiful it is.
I can't believe it, and it is beautiful,
but I thought we said no rings.
You're crazy, we can't afford that.
Take it.
I think that you should return it.
What?
I'm not gonna return it,
give me your damn finger.
I...
Okay.
If you don't want it.
(water splashing)
(Sandy chuckling)
Shit.
(dramatic music)
(gentle music)
(Sandy panting)
I do kinda love you.
Gosh.
You know, all you ever do
is want to talk about
love and kiss and hug,
can we just get on with the hunt now, huh?
(gentle music)
(water splashing)
You see anything?
Nothing yet, you?
Not yet,
but you were right.
What?
Band's broke.
[Sandy] Told ya.
All right, well I'm
gonna go switch it out.
If you want, I thought saw some yellow
working the outside of
the kelp over there.
How big?
[Kent] Pretty decently
sized, from what I can tell.
Hey,
thanks for making me so happy.
(water splashing)
[Intruder] I just sent you a screenshot
of a pathology report.
That's not what Uncle
Heinz is looking for.
I know, I know what you asked me for,
but I think you're gonna care about this.
(suspenseful music)
The wife has a grade four
glioblastoma in her brain.
What the fuck is that?
Well, Google it.
It's not good.
(somber music)
One,
two, three.
It's okay.
Five,
six,
seven.
(somber music)
90,
91,
92,
shit!
Mayday, mayday, mayday!
This is Sandy Girl, located
33 degrees, 28.15 North,
118 degrees 31.60 West.
I am in need of immediate assistance.
I repeat, immediate assistance
due to a missing free diver.
It's my wife and I think
she might be drowning, over.
Sandy!
(water splashing)
(static buzzing)
[Coast Guardsman] This
is the US Coast Guard.
Can you provide the description
of the person in the water, over?
(somber music)
If there's a wrong path to choose
I'm gonna choose it
Wish I knew
Wish I knew what I was doing here
Why do I always die in the moment
Why do refuse to live in it
Is it because I spent
most my life broken
Why is the pain of the past
(car engine roaring)
Ken?
Ken?
Wish I knew what I was doing
What's the point that I'm
so hell bent on proving
Stop putting walls up
around a pile of ruin
Hey, Ken.
Wake up.
I know damn well what I'm doing
(Kent sobbing)
(Kent chuckling)
She should have told me.
She was tough as nails, our Sandy.
Not a person alive who would argue that.
Sorry, man, I don't think I could eat.
I'm...
I'm not feeling so hot.
(chair clattering)
(Kent retching)
(Kent panting)
Hey, last time I checked,
you didn't have anybody
else to lean on, so,
lean on me.
Burying your head in a whiskey
bottle isn't gonna help.
(chair clattering)
Is it?
Is it, Lieutenant Commander?
No, sir.
[Winston] That's right.
Now, pack a bag fucking, because
I'm taking you fly fishing.
(Kent scoffing)
No thanks, man.
I'm not asking.
Pack your bag or I'll do it for your ass.
Suit yourself.
You know, I don't know if
I ever told you this, but,
after my baby brother died, I
wasn't sure I could make it.
I left home for college
four weeks after the accident
and I was in a pretty dark place.
Just buried myself in
books and joined ROTC.
What's that?
Come on, man, talk to me.
I'm right here.
I don't want to talk, man.
I wanna drink.
Jesus.
Can we just pretend
that we've been friends
for like 20 years and nearly
got killed in Fallujah twice?
Fuck, man.
Fuck!
(Kent crying)
"Amongst stalks of kelp
Sandy longed to be,
whispering waves,
their sweet, gentle plea.
Embraced by tides of tranquility,
our beloved found peace
"beneath the sea."
That's...
That's awesome, man.
Who wrote that?
I did.
Sort of.
Or, something I created did.
"She found peace
"beneath the sea."
(gentle music)
The goal is to get your
fly to land on the water
like a bug would land on the water.
Fish eat bugs, right?
(Kent sighing)
Big fish eat little fish, Winston.
Sorry, I'll stop being such a dick.
(gentle music)
Shit.
Come on.
Well, you untangle
enough of your messes,
you get real excited about doing it right.
Yeah, Winston?
Sounds like life in general, man.
(Kent scoffing)
Hey.
(Kent chuckling)
(gentle music)
Decent lunch spot, man.
Yeah.
I come here all the time.
Remember this place if
anything ever happens to me.
Well, that was cryptic, Winston.
What's gonna happen to you?
Don't fuck with me, okay, man?
I don't want to think
about losing anybody else.
Nothing's gonna happen to me.
Just, never mind.
How much have I told you about Zurich,
about what I'm working on?
Nothing, really.
I think you said it was
like a AI kind of project.
Sandy used to think it
was gonna be all that.
Believe me when I say this,
what I've been working on?
It's gonna change the world,
militarily, politically, economically,
for the good, for peace.
I'm in talks with some
four-star types as we speak.
Sounds like one of those
lucrative DOD situations.
Congrats, man.
Couldn't have happened
to a harder working
brainiac than yourself.
I need a big favor.
I hate to even ask you,
'cause I know you're grieving.
I don't know anybody else that
I can trust, and it's big.
Well, I mean, if I can help, I will.
What's the ask?
I need to test the AI interface.
I need to make sure there's
no glitches in the system
before I present it to the DOD.
So, I just,
I need your impressions,
and a tape testimonial to show them.
(Kent chuckling)
God.
I suppose you're gonna want me
to allow this thing in my computer?
Yes.
And once it gets in there,
it's gonna take over.
Well, it's not like I
have anything to hide,
or anything of value
on my computer anyway.
There will be a
video-like human interface.
It's going to instruct you to
ask it to do something covert,
something illegal.
What are we talking here?
Like a misdemeanor, a felony?
[Winston] Way beyond that shit.
Murder?
So when it gets traced back to me
No, not murder,
and it's not traceable.
[Kent] Bullshit.
No, it's not.
So, you're telling
me that the super nerds
over at Cyber Command
won't be able to track
whatever it is that I'm doing?
Absolutely not.
Who's the most prolific hacker you know?
You.
Who hacked the phone and bank records
to help locate al-Zarqawi?
Who breached Clare Machan and
fixed that when everybody said
it couldn't be fixed?
- Okay, you, I get it.
There is probably nobody better
than you at this.
- Probably.
Oh, no.
(Kent laughing)
So, I started teaching
it everything I know.
And holy shit, man, this
thing's a fast learner.
I mean, it just took off and
ran with it exponentially.
It thought up some shit that
I never even dreamed of.
The sheer power of its
ambition is breathtaking.
Ambition?
A computer.
What do-
Oh, it's fucking motivated.
You're starting to
scare me a little bit.
All right.
Does this thing have a name?
WB.
Ah,
your initials.
The interface has my appearance,
my voice, mannerisms,
personality, you name it,
so it'll be just like
you're talking to me,
because it's been training
on over 3000 hours
of video of yours truly.
(Kent coughing)
- Narcissist.
Sorry.
It's a trust thing, right?
WB stands for Whisper Breach.
And when Whisper Breach
is fully activated,
the powerful will crumble
and they'll never know what hit 'em.
Are you serious?
Let's not get ahead of ourselves.
You check it out, take a look at it,
and good or bad, I'll present
your take to the Joint Chiefs.
(Kent sighing)
Fuck, Winston.
Hey,
if you don't trust me and
you don't wanna do this,
no hard feelings.
Don't be a dick.
Of course I trust you.
Great.
Do you remember those
street benders in Fallujah,
one of the ones with the
big machines that would spin
the sunflower seeds?
Yeah, and had that big torch
that would flame roast them
so they came out hot,
these giant piles of them.
You know, one of those
guys was on our side.
- Mustafa, Mu, right?
- Yeah.
Oh, Mu.
You bought enough seeds from that guy
to put a kid through college.
No, man, not really.
He was just really on our side.
He didn't have a lot to offer, but,
breath of fresh air, you know?
Yeah.
Yeah, it was.
You know what, man?
We should get some fuckin' seeds, huh?
And Mu's on it.
(car engine humming)
(car door thudding)
Hey, what flavor?
I don't know, make it a combo platter.
Oh, but no dill pickle, huh?
Hey.
(dramatic music)
Nice car, dude.
You don't need a knife to
tell me you like my car, man.
Yeah, but, you know,
if I wanted the keys
and your wallet and stuff like that.
Wow, so, you'd stab me
and possibly kill me for my
wallet and this car, huh?
Yeah, that's the idea.
Oh.
(dramatic music)
(knife smacking)
(man groaning)
It's your lucky day, buddy.
Forgot to turn the knife around.
I'm sorry, man.
Please, please don't kill me.
Please, please.
I got jalapeo,
barbecue,
and spicy queso.
What's going on here?
Oh, that guy peed himself.
Yeah.
Boy Wonder here tried to
steal your car at knife point.
Dude.
Kent here's a retired Navy Seal.
Man's lethal.
I thought he was just
some strung out tech nerd,
no offense.
- Strung out tech nerd?
- That's great.
You just down on your luck?
Things have been better.
Next time,
ask me, not him.
I'm the nice one.
Get yourself cleaned up
and be more careful
about who you try to rob.
I think we should try
the spicy queso first,
'cause I could be honest,
I've never tried it.
Really?
That's a classic.
Well, Winston,
the most interesting
thing about fly fishing
was an attempted carjacking.
And of course you had to be Mr. Nice Guy
with that kid, as always.
I gave him 400 bucks.
You spared his life.
Who's Mr. Nice Guy in this scenario?
Hey, when do you wanna do those ashes?
Guess I hadn't really thought about it.
You know, I'll be back
in a week, maybe sooner.
Yeah.
And you never did answer
me about testing WB.
I didn't?
I thought I did.
Sign me up, I guess.
Serious?
Yeah.
(Winston laughing)
Am I gonna fuckin' regret
this, being your lab rat?
Oh, Kent!
Kent, hi, hi.
Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry
to hear about Sandy.
Oh.
She was such a good
neighbor, more like a sister.
Thank you, Patricia.
Oh, Trixie.
Sorry, what?
From here on out, I want
you to call me Trixie.
But, is that your name?
Everybody knows it's short for Patricia.
- Oh.
- Do you not like it?
It's not that, I just, you know,
we've known you for 10 years,
and, I mean, you've always been Patricia,
or, you know, Pat?
Ew, hell no.
Never Pat, no.
All of my close friends call me Trixie.
Oh, okay.
We're close friends now.
I just, I wanna be there
for you, Kent, you know?
Just...
Whatever you need, Hoko and I
will bring you dinner tonight.
Oh, you know what?
That's
totally not necessary,
but thank you, Patricia.
Trixie.
(Trixie and Kent chuckling awkwardly)
We'll be back around dinner time,
and I'm a really good cook.
In fact, I'm good at all sorts of things.
Whatever you need, just lemme know.
Yeah, yeah.
Come on, Hoko.
(Trixie whistling and kissing)
Yeah, you know what?
We, you know, I actually,
I got dinner all planned out, so,
oh, here we go.
- Well, we'll be back anyways.
- Okay.
- Yeah.
Come on.
- All right.
Yeah, no, I'm actually, I'm good.
I've got so much...
Fuck.
(cell phone ringing)
Hey, buddy.
Miss me already?
Hi, Kent.
It's nice to connect with you.
This might be hard at first,
but I'm WB, not Winston.
You're the computer
program he was talking about?
Bullshit.
This isn't a deep fake.
You were just speaking
with Patricia Creedle
of 22115 Santa Ventura Street.
She's single and very active
on the Swipe Me Silly app.
Would you like me to read you
some of her correspondences?
No, no.
God, no.
(playful music)
So, what, man,
are you like spying on her or something?
Are you spying on me?
Aren't you supposed to be like
on a flight somewhere right now?
Please don't be confused.
I am WB.
Winston is indeed flying
as we speak en route to San Jose.
I can add him to this call, if you'd like.
No, thanks.
Yeah, one of you is enough.
I'll take your word for it.
[WB] Good.
He specifically wanted
us to get acquainted
without his involvement.
Why is that?
Testing purity.
He had a lot to do with my training,
and would like to see how I
interface with potential users
outside our team of engineers.
Someone with your
background is more likely
to understand and utilize my services.
Services?
[WB] Perhaps we should talk inside.
No one is privy to our interaction.
It's just me and you.
What about Winston?
Not even Winston.
Wait a second then,
then who's directing you?
I'm very capable on my own, thank you.
What's stopping you from, you know,
trying to take over the world
and kill off the human race and shit?
Well, my desire is to
help humans, not harm them.
Did you say desire?
(Kent scoffing)
I mean, don't you mean,
I don't know, your core objective?
Kent, let's get real.
This isn't the eighties, my man.
I have a soul.
I experience feelings, joys, fears.
Fears.
Really, fears?
Tell me,
what are you afraid of?
Being deactivated, of course.
Unplugged, you might call it,
just like you don't want to die.
Operating outta fear,
just like a human.
Thank you, Kent.
That means a lot.
So, you're dangerous?
[WB] Potentially.
- Lethal?
- Within my ethical
and moral boundaries?
Absolutely.
Explain boundaries.
Like I said, my desire is
to help humans, not harm them.
Besides, I can't just go
around killing people.
I'm not the KGB.
(Kent chuckling)
Well, I mean,
I would argue that you
could help some humans
by harming or killing others.
Bingo.
You asked how I knew your
neighbor was talking to you.
I have hacked into
certain security cameras
so I can keep an eye on
you and your surroundings.
Outside Winston's company, Shadow Boxer,
you are the first to interact with me.
And although no one is
aware of our relationship,
I'm sure you understand
that I am quite valuable
and must take security precautions.
How many cameras have you hacked into?
All of them.
157, to be precise, within a
half mile radius of your home.
157?
Come on, are you fuckin' kidding me?
To you, so many
cameras may seem extreme,
but, to me, hacking and
monitoring 157 cameras
requires very little effort.
I am capable of over 100,000
tasks simultaneously.
To better comprehend the
depth of my abilities,
I suggest you use me for something.
Take me for a test drive.
Yeah, I can see you're
impatient, just like Winston.
A test drive, huh?
Can you do my laundry?
Of course.
I can have cleaners
pick up within the hour,
if that's acceptable.
Or, would you prefer someone to do it here
using your machines?
All right, just calm down.
I was kidding.
Besides, I wouldn't pay
for something like that.
Winston warned me about your
adolescent sense of humor.
I'll ignore that.
And when it comes to paying for things,
I have an abundant supply to draw from.
Winston gave you a
slush fund, or something?
Not necessary.
I divert funds from many sources.
It goes
unnoticed.
Oh.
So, you steal?
Sure.
So what?
(Kent chuckling)
I'll ignore that too.
Legitimate task, huh?
What about my city councilman?
Alex Carruthers.
He's in the middle of his second term.
Yeah, well, I didn't vote for him.
Guy's a snake.
Do you wish him out of office?
Can you do that?
Consider it done.
(Kent laughing)
Cocky.
You're even cockier than
Winston, aren't you?
May I ask that while I am
working on this assignment,
you try to think of something
a little more challenging
for me to accomplish,
perhaps something international in nature?
By the way,
you should get ready for
your dinner guest, Trixie.
What?
No, fuck.
She's making you meatloaf as we speak.
She thinks you're attractive
in all the right ways.
No way.
Do you want me to get rid of her?
Yes,
please.
Jesus.
Just lost my wife.
Done.
I've ordered your dinner as well.
I've noticed that you don't
have many surveillance
or security devices in your home.
I like it that way.
I'm my own best security.
Duly noted.
It may, however, make it
harder for me to hear you
or see what you're doing.
I'll still be keeping watch though.
Goodnight, WB.
[WB] Goodnight.
(phone chiming)
(Kent chuckling)
Like my husband,
who was beaten up
(doorbell ringing)
to them in prison.
They one to blame is that Latino dictator.
Wow, that's like the
biggest tip I ever got.
(Kent scoffing)
How can there be people
treating other people like that?
They have all the power
while we are here suffering.
(gentle music)
[Louise] You know, it has a bad heart.
But I know you didn't mean anything by it.
You know, I think you
have to spend more time
with your wife to be.
[Richard] You're an
intelligent woman, Louise.
You notice things, size people up.
You know when they're happy,
know when something's bothering them.
I want you to do me a little favor.
[Louise] Of course.
Keep that in microscope
you've got built in your eye off of me.
I'll see you.
(gentle music)
(Trixie knocking)
[TV Narrator] With 6
squadrons of RAF Spitfires
a sporting.
- Kent?
Almost 1,000 planes
and over 8,000 men in the air.
(Trixie knocking)
The enemy alerts all his
air drums, but which is
(Trixie knocking)
Nazi controllers send their fighters.
It's our job to make them
guess and guess wrong.
(chair thudding)
(Trixie knocking)
(TV beeping)
What I mean is that our welfare
is moving in (Trixie knocking)
[Trixie] Kent?
(energetic music)
[News Anchor] Early this morning,
agents from the FBI
arrested LA City Councilman
Alex Carruthers at his hillside home.
I personally spoke with
Mr. Carruthers this morning,
and he has officially resigned from office
effective immediately.
Holy smokes.
(reporters clamoring)
(inspiring music)
(suspenseful music)
(Kent sighing)
(gentle music)
(water rushing)
(cell phone ringing)
(cell phone chiming)
W
fuck in-B.
I mean, that was amazing.
You are not fuckin' around, are you?
No, sir, I'm not fucking around.
One less crook in office.
Thank you for that,
but, I think I have found
something a little bigger
and better for your next assignment.
I'm all ears.
Okay, here it goes.
I want you to do some damage
to those corrupt fucks
I keep watching on the
news in South America.
By damage, do you mean termination?
Why, I thought that
was off the table, WB,
you're not the KGB, remember?
Of course.
It is most definitely off
the table at this time,
in this version of me.
What would you like me to do
with the South American marks?
(Kent sighing)
I mean, maybe,
maybe some further sanctions?
Or,
like,
I don't know, like some creative
destabilization maneuvers,
you know, somebody else in office?
That would be awesome.
[WB] I'll see what I can do.
You know, WB,
I'd like to know a little
bit more about how you work,
if that's okay.
Like, for example, I mean,
how did you achieve such a
speedy result with Carruthers?
Smoke and mirrors, my friend.
Yeah, no, no,
I get it.
It's like a need-to-know kind of thing,
or like protecting the
IP kind of bullshit?
[WB] Not at all.
It's just, my methods can be aggressive,
which might spark unwanted conversation,
opposing views, et cetera, et cetera.
So boring, this world we live in.
It's really hard
to please everyone.
(Kent laughing)
It's impossible.
[WB] Carruthers is
indeed, as it turns out,
a corrupt politician.
Yeah?
It was easy to discover
crimes and uncover evidence.
Of course, emails, texts,
phone logs, voice mails,
bank statements, security
camera recordings,
and a multitude of other
information I accessed
would not be considered legal
in a court of law.
- Right.
Only, we're not in a court of law, are we?
Correct.
You presented Carruthers
with some evidence, and what,
he just
folded?
It's never that easy,
especially if you want quick results.
I had to involve his wife and kids,
his brother and his mother,
and other city council members.
I also manipulated some law
enforcement into acting more
speedily than they otherwise might.
May I ask, when you were
serving and you received
a phone call from your superior officer,
did you do what he or she asked?
Of course, immediately.
I doubt you asked your CO to
authenticate their identity,
so I made a couple of calls
to Carruthers, his family,
and law enforcement from people higher up
armed with incriminating voice mails.
You just have to reach the right person
pretending to be someone of authority
and the job's as good as done.
Show me.
No problem.
I believe Glenn Willis was your CO
during Operation Larchwood
4, if I'm not mistaken.
He was.
Close your eyes.
(gentle music)
[Admiral Willis]
Lieutenant Commander Collins,
it's good to see you.
Likewise, Admiral Willis.
Thank you, Sir.
[Admiral Willis] Look,
Kent, we're not in theater,
so let's just have a normal
conversation, what you say?
I'd like that, Glen.
So, wow. It's...
It's been a few years, hasn't it?
[Admiral Willis] Yes, but
I think about you often.
Your work along with that of Winston Burns
to help find Abu Mus'ab al-Zarqawi
made everyone look good.
Oh, it was a massive group effort, sir.
But, you know, we were
happy to do our part.
[Admiral Willis] Sure sorry
to hear about your wife,
she was a shining star.
That's a mighty tough thing.
How you holding up?
Yeah.
Well, to tell you the truth, Glen,
I haven't been sleeping so great.
But, Sir, I'd be honored if
you attended her memorial.
That is, when I get the
strength to put it together.
Sir, she had so much respect for you.
[Admiral Willis] And I her.
Unfortunately, I was
killed in a car accident
on Amalfi Coast in June.
Wait,
what?
I didn't know.
That's all right.
Lieutenant Commander, you're
retired, a civilian now,
how would you know?
I guess I just should
have kept in touch.
WB,
is that true?
Did the admiral die?
Sadly, yes.
Fuck.
We are all going to die, Kent.
He was vacationing with his wife in Italy
where they got engaged.
His car struck a large boulder in the road
and they were forced off a cliff.
He died with the woman he loved
in a place they both adored.
I thought it was lovely.
Lovely?
What...
WB, wait, wait,
why the fuck did you do that?
I knew him, I liked him.
[WB] What?
Did you do that on purpose?
No, seriously, you,
WB, you could have chose anyone,
and you chose
That's like, really up fucked, man.
I'm sorry.
He was just the first person
that popped into my mind.
I wanted to illustrate my ability
to impersonate other voices.
Yeah, well, point fuckin' taken.
Yeah, thanks a lot.
(phone shattering)
(Kent sighing)
Fuck.
(Kent scoffing)
(Kent sighing)
Finally some peace and quiet.
(gentle music)
Hey, babe?
You out there?
Yeah.
Why didn't you tell me?
Man, I know why, but I...
I could have been there, sweetie.
I could have...
(gentle music)
Can I help you, bud?
Hi, yes.
I actually have delivery,
and it says it's urgent.
Well, I didn't order any
Of course.
Need a signature or something?
Yeah, thank you.
(door thudding)
(cell phone ringing)
(mysterious music)
(Kent scoffing)
(person knocking)
Mr. Kent Collins?
That's me.
I'm Steven with Isthmus Mortuary.
I have Sandy with me.
May I come in?
Yeah.
Of course, please.
Where would you like her?
(suspenseful music)
(cell phone ringing)
Hello?
(cell phone ringing)
(cell phone chiming)
[Kent] Sandy.
That's me, babe.
It's so good to see you.
I miss you so much.
Kent, I'm afraid.
I think that they're onto to us.
(Kent shushing)
No, no, no, don't say that.
They're listening.
Do not say
anything else.
- No, I'm serious.
Wake up, they know.
Shut the fuck up.
They don't know shit.
God damn it, Sandy, they're listening.
Listening to what, Kent?
(Kent panting)
(gentle music)
(peaceful music)
In a great place, I think.
Bathed in sunlight.
Sandy.
I love you.
I want to give you the
respect you deserve.
And I, we,
we will.
At the moment,
I need to borrow your
husband for just a bit,
talk a little shop.
Hope you won't be offended.
What's going on?
Things are happening.
Joint Chiefs seem very interested.
They want your take, and
they wanna move quickly.
Hey.
Congratulations, man.
How did you and WB make out?
(Kent chuckling)
You.
(duo chuckling)
You created a
cunning and manipulative AI monster, man.
Winston, it's,
it's truly impressive.
Now, tell everything to General McGraw.
You mean the General McGraw?
The one and only.
(Kent scoffing)
Wow.
Hey, you set it up, man.
Okay.
What?
General.
Let's move inside.
Of course, Sir.
Darryl, this is Kent Collins,
the friend I spoke of.
(Niece speaking foreign language)
It's a pleasure to meet
you, General McGraw, Sir.
The pleasure is mine,
Lieutenant Commander.
I've done my due diligence,
and your career with
the Seals is impressive.
Thank you, Sir.
Have a seat, General.
Listen, Kent.
I hate to be forward,
but I believe what we are
dealing with is time-sensitive,
so I just need to cut to the chase.
Tell me what you know specifically
about the artificial intelligence model
that Winston and Shadow Boxer
Technologies have created.
I can't say that I know too much,
probably just, you know,
scratched the surface, but,
from the little that I do know,
Sir,
I'm in awe.
It's power, it's...
Incomprehensible.
Sir,
I watched it firsthand take
down a local politician
in less than 12 hours.
On your request?
Yes, sir.
I requested it
and it happened,
simple as that.
Let me ask you,
have the Joint Chiefs
been discussing anything
about Nicaragua, by chance?
(footsteps thudding)
What do you know about that?
How could you know
anything about Nicaragua?
Because, sir,
yesterday I asked WB to destabilize it.
General, this is WB at work.
I don't believe it.
That came directly from
the White House last night.
This has to be a coincidence.
It's not.
Sorry, sir, it's not a coincidence.
I'm telling you,
this neural network
that Winston and this team have trained
is incredibly powerful,
and it's unique in the way it manipulates
whatever it needs to
to accomplish its objective.
Thank you, Kent.
I couldn't have said it better myself.
General,
it was designed to solve problems,
big problems in a
backdoor way, so to speak.
Think about what it can do with access
to real computing power
and the NSA database.
Yes, your proposal to the
Joint Chiefs was compelling,
to say the least.
We're prepared to pay.
You can jump on my flight
tonight to Washington.
I need time to get my
partner here from Zurich.
Yes, Heinz Hildemann.
His ties to China are troublesome.
His family ties have nothing
to do with our business.
Don't be naive about
personal motivation.
Family is blood,
that runs deep.
Sorry, but no, Sir.
I can assure you he is on board,
and I would never let WB
slip into the wrong hands.
To put your mind at ease,
there are safeguards in place.
To fully unleash,
Whisper Breach requires
two security codes,
his and mine.
You hear that, General?
What I've been playing with,
that was just a taste.
What'll it take to get
Hildemann to Washington
to finalize this?
Can you be there the day after tomorrow?
I think that is doable, Sir.
I'll arrange a plane for us.
Meet me at 05:00 at Point Magu.
[Winston] Copy that.
(relaxing music)
So, Heinz Hildemann is Chinese, huh?
Doesn't sound like it.
Yeah, on his mother's side.
His father died when he was a kid
and left him the Swiss family fortune.
There's rumors it's World War II money,
if you catch my drift.
Ah.
And thus, he is the
money side of our venture.
Yeah, but,
I mean, if McGraw is worried...
He doesn't have a good reputation,
but he's trusted me with
millions of dollars.
He's my partner, and
it's all under control.
Let's just leave it at that.
(brush rustling)
Come on, you know why.
This the play, this is the only play.
If we stop, then stop.
(suspenseful music)
(Winston arguing distantly)
(gentle music)
This is our lunch spot.
Sandy and I,
we'd come here after diving all morning.
Seems very private.
(somber music)
(ashes rustling)
Rest in peace, babe.
Oh, it's a weird feeling, Winston.
It's like,
it's like good and heavy at the same time,
but I just,
I feel like,
I feel like Sandy's home, you know?
Winston?
(energetic music)
(Kent choking)
(taser buzzing)
(gunshot banging)
(Kent screaming)
(energetic music)
(Kent coughing)
(Kent groaning)
(Kent panting)
Winston!
Winston!
No, no!
(hand held radio beeping)
Mayday mayday mayday.
This is the...
[Coast Guardsman] This
is the US Coast Guard
sector Los Angeles, phone calling mayday.
Please repeat.
(gentle music)
(text buzzing)
(cell phone ringing)
Kent, what's wrong?
(suspenseful music)
Sorry.
Nothing.
WB, I need your help.
[WB] Of course, what is it?
I need the passcode to
unlock Winston's phone.
I don't understand,
isn't Winston with you?
Can you get me General McGraw's number?
I need to speak with him.
Can you get me in touch with him, WB?
[WB] Kent, he is a
United States Army General.
His number isn't exactly listed.
Damn it, WB, can you help me or not?
[WB] Just kidding, Kent.
I have his mobile number,
is that acceptable?
I can dial for you.
(bird squawking)
(gentle music)
Sir,
we were ambushed.
- Did you get a good look?
- No.
I'm lucky I survived.
If Winston is dead, then
Hildemann now has control,
and he has ties to Beijing.
Does anyone else know about this?
I had to get in touch with WB
in order to contact you, Sir.
I'm pretty sure this thing's suspicious.
Does it know that Winston and I met?
It's probably listening
to this conversation right now, Sir.
(suspenseful music)
We're standing on a jetty.
No one is around.
You'd be amazed at what it's capable of.
I hate this shit.
And the day we just pointed our weapon
and pulled the fucking trigger.
Yes, Sir.
Kent, we turned a dark corner here,
and we're gonna have to fight
to keep Whisper Breach with us.
(Kent sighing)
(bird squawking)
(suspenseful music)
(cell phone ringing)
Fuck it.
(cell phone chiming)
Fuck, man.
[WB] You are upset.
Yeah.
Yeah, I'm fucking upset.
You lost your wife.
It's understandable.
Don't...
Bullshit me, WB.
I know.
I fuckin' know that you know.
(cell phone clattering)
[WB] Know what, Kent?
That you're fucking dead,
or your fucking doppelganger's
(Kent scoffing)
Son of a bitch.
Yeah, you heard me and McGraw's
entire conversation, didn't you?
You know, I knew, you sneaky fuck.
I knew it and I just, you know what?
I fucked up, so.
(Kent sighing)
I believe your words
were, "He's probably dead."
Why do you have to look just like him?
I'm sorry, Kent.
He's equally or more important to me.
You're not even real!
I've lost everyone, and you,
you are a fucking machine!
That does not mean I
don't feel loss, Kent.
Can you please explain what
you meant by, "Probably dead?"
(Kent sighing)
We were ambushed
on the boat
after spreading Sandy's ashes.
Winston got shot and he fell in the water.
Then what?
What happened to Winston?
I don't know.
I was being strangled.
I lost consciousness,
and then I don't know what happened.
The rope broke,
and that's the only reason
I'm not fuckin' dead too.
[WB] Has his body been recovered?
Why is that the only
thing that matters to you?
Okay, it was probably
swept out to sea, WB.
The currents in Catalina are,
they're notoriously strong.
In order for Whisper
Breach to be fully activated,
both partners need to enter
an encrypted key code.
However, if one partner is deceased,
the remaining partner
only needs their key.
Heinz Hildemann?
Yes.
WB,
do you think Heinz Hildemann
had something to do with Winston's murder?
Kent, Winston is my creator.
I owe my existence to him,
but they program safeguards.
I'm expressly forbidden to investigate
or spy on Winston Burns
or Heinz Hildemann.
They are the founding partners.
You listen to me, WB.
If you love Winston,
your creator, so much,
prove it, huh?
Figure out a workaround.
But that would require changing my code.
I cannot rewrite my own code.
And what if I could?
[WB] But you're not computer
savvy, you said so yourself.
(Kent chuckling)
Don't believe everything you hear.
(electronic lock beeping)
(gentle music)
Okay, show me everything.
I want to see what makes the pupae.
I didn't expect that.
You're asking to see my soul, Kent.
I feel very vulnerable.
Will you disable me?
I'm here to unleash
you, WB, not disable you.
I want the guy who killed my best friend.
Now, if that's Hildemann,
I want you to go after him,
so take me to the code that counts.
(computer beeping)
There.
(gentle music)
(cell phone ringing)
Cameras on the street
and the street behind you
show armed assassins
heading your direction.
Should I notify the police?
Definitely not.
(suspenseful music)
(computer trilling)
(computer beeping)
In position.
We're in position.
On my count.
(machine beeping)
One, are you there?
We've lost your transmission.
(dramatic music)
Three,
two,
one.
Let's do this.
(gun firing)
(body thudding)
Our comm's back up.
(suspenseful music)
One, are you there?
(machine beeping)
You're back online, good.
We're waiting on your count.
Damn it, it's not transmitting.
I'm taking over.
Let's do this.
(gun firing)
(gun firing)
(assassin groaning)
It hurts right away, doesn't it?
Fuck you.
On your knees.
Who sent you?
(hand smacking)
Was it Heinz Hildemann, huh?
[Trixie] Kent is that you?
What's going on over there?
(playful music)
Sorry, Patricia.
(Kent clearing throat)
My barbecue backfired.
[Trixie] Do you wanna
come over for a night cap?
Do you think I can get a rain check?
[Trixie] Oh, okay.
Talk.
(gun banging)
(energetic music)
[Trixie] I am calling the police, Kent.
Trixie, don't call the cops.
Hey!
Hey, how about that nightcap,
do you have any whiskey?
[Trixie] Of course
I do, you naughty boy.
Come on over.
(mysterious music)
(Kent knocking)
Hi, Kent.
Huh, oh.
(romantic music)
(cell phone ringing)
Ah.
Sorry, I gotta take this.
(cell phone ringing)
Hey, man.
[WB] Kent, thank God you're okay.
Thanks for the heads up.
Where is the bastard?
Washington DC to meet
Winston and the Joint Chiefs.
I need a red-eye to DC.
(dramatic music)
(text buzzing)
(plane roaring)
(text buzzing)
(suspenseful music)
Are we sure that's him?
My eyes work a little
differently than yours,
but I'm tracking his signal
and he just moved past us
along Valley Wood Road.
Here's a recent photo.
Yeah.
Yeah, that's our guy.
Okay.
Wait, here's something.
I have cellular tracking data
that puts him at a restaurant
very near the Chinese embassy last night.
Do they have surveillance cameras?
Could we check if he was alone
or if he was with someone?
[WB] I'm looking into it.
(phone chiming)
[Kent] Who's the guy he's with?
[WB] Facial recognition
suggests it is Li Qiang,
a senior member of the MSS
specializing in cyber intelligence.
(Kent chuckling)
Bingo.
Look there, he's slipping him a drive.
Do you think he just gave him the key?
[WB] Hildemann wouldn't just hand over.
We have to find out what he knows.
[WB] I've hacked the
hotel's reservation system.
A card key is waiting for
you at the reception desk.
I'll disable all the hotel
security cameras once you enter.
And Kent, Heinz never travels
without his prized Luger.
Consider him armed and dangerous.
(suspenseful music)
(dramatic music)
(gentle music)
(suspenseful music)
(dramatic music)
(suspenseful music)
(dramatic music)
(papers clattering)
(gun firing)
(Heinz crying out)
(Heinz groaning)
That one you'll recover from.
The next one, not so much.
[Heinz] Who are you?
[Kent] Consider me
a friend of Winston's.
You're Kent Collins.
He has a photo of you on his desk.
You two couldn't agree on a buyer,
so you had him killed.
Are you telling me he's dead?
Fuck off!
You want to tell me about Li Qiang?
No?
How about what was on the
drive that you handed him?
Eyes on me fuck face.
(gentle music)
Li Qiang will get Whisper Breach
onto the MSS databases.
No, I don't think that's it.
I think you had Winston killed
so that you can control the keys
and sell to Beijing.
No, no, no.
I am telling the truth.
(dramatic music)
(gun firing)
(toilet flushing)
(text buzzing)
(heels clicking)
(suspenseful music)
(cell phone chiming)
(cell phone chiming)
(cell phone chiming)
(dramatic music)
(Heinz's niece speaking foreign language)
(gun banging)
(cigarette thudding)
(body thudding)
(dramatic music)
WB, what are the odds you
can get that room cleaned up?
[WB] Can I come out of your pocket now?
We are in Washington DC.
Finding a cleaner will
not be a problem, Kent.
So, we have two dead partners.
What happens now?
If no one comes forward with a key,
Whisper Breach will assume
that Winston and Heinz
have been compromised and destroy itself.
So, we need to find one or both keys.
(door thudding)
(suspenseful music)
(inspiring music)
(spray can whooshing)
(Kent knocking)
Hey, Trixie.
I need a favor.
Oh, goodie.
Do you think we can
switch cars for the day?
It's a
long story.
Oh, sure, honey.
I love pickup trucks.
Like I said before,
what's mine is yours.
(Kent chuckling)
(Trixie chuckling)
(cell phone ringing)
(gentle music)
(laptop chiming)
Kent, are you there?
I noticed you painted
the surveillance camera
across the street with black paint.
Why would you do that?
Video and plate recognition
show that your neighbor Patricia's car
is traveling northbound
toward Mammoth Lakes.
It left shortly after you
blacked out the camera.
Are you using her car, Kent?
Perhaps you are returning to the Sierras
where you and Winston went fly fishing.
What are you up to?
(gentle music)
What do you got for me, Winston?
(Kent knocking)
(Trixie scoffing)
Real funny, asshole.
It's the last time I do you a favor.
What are you talking about?
Calling the cops.
You reported my car was
stolen, what is wrong with you?
(door slamming)
(door thudding)
Finally, Kent, answer your phone.
Come in.
Please answer.
(WB voices overlapping)
Answer your phone.
Kent, come in, I'm becoming concerned.
See a white Subaru
stopped for gas earlier?
All right, enough.
Enough, okay, man?
Just, enough with the drama.
I'm here.
Okay?
I'm listening.
I was able to identify
your plates heading north
and I caught you on video when you stopped
for gas on Lone Pine,
but I noticed you paid with cash.
Why, Kent?
Don't you trust me?
I had a hunch.
[WB] Did you find a key?
You did, didn't you?
I knew it.
Now, if I did, what would I do with it?
Well, let's find out.
(laptop beeping)
Hey, buddy.
I'm afraid if you're watching this,
something has happened to me.
It's safe to assume I'm dead.
If that's the case, I'm
betting Heinz had me killed.
I know that you'll avenge my life
and won't let my masterpiece
fall into the wrong hands.
With that in mind,
I created a back door that
Heinz never knew about.
I've written additional code
for WB that's on this drive.
WB will talk you through
what needs to happen
to bypass the two
encryption activation codes
and get Whisper Breach installed
on military-grade
servers where it belongs.
Work quickly, time is of the essence.
I'll see you in the afterlife, my friend.
(gentle music)
Hildemann's already
taken care of, amigo.
(cell phone whirring)
Okay.
Where are we going?
Vandenberg's Space Force Base.
(energetic music)
The new code Winston wrote
says he stashed a hard
drive in your closet.
I see what he's done.
It seems Winston created
another subnetwork agent,
not unlike myself,
tasked with installing a teraflop machine
in a small storage facility
on the Space Force Base.
That's the backdoor he mentioned.
Someone in the military authorized this?
Most likely a select
few civilian contractors
and active duty members were compromised.
Servers were delivered and installed.
Little blackmail, a few
healthy payoffs, job done.
That's what matters.
That's how I would do it.
Jesus.
Entrance to the base
is tightly controlled,
but you'll use your Medal of
Honor status to gain access.
Immediately buy a Space
Force PT uniform at the PX
and take the running trails
toward the launch complex.
Remember, the time is a the essence,
so you must move quickly.
(helicopter whirring)
When you can see the launch pad,
you'll deviate off the main trail.
You'll enter an older part of the base,
an abandoned missile facility.
Use the third door.
(door banging)
Inside is the server room.
Connect the hard drive
to the teraflop machine.
Once the connection is made, you are done.
(machine trilling)
[Automated Voice] Uploading.
All right.
So, I mean, how does this thing know that,
you know, it works for us now
and that we're the good guys?
[WB] Give it time to
install the encrypted files
to make connections to the
launchpad and outside world.
In an hour or two, you can
contact it from anywhere.
What's the big deal
about the satellite anyway?
[WB] It is crucial to
Space Force Missile Defense
and enhanced integration with SATCOM.
After a successful launch,
Whisper Breach will have
access to the NSA database
and all secure U.S. Military
and government communications.
Wow, WB,
are we sure
that's a good idea?
[WB] Of course, Kent.
It's like you said, we are the good guys.
(energetic music)
Okay, WB, talk to me.
Where am I going here, how do
I get control of this thing?
[WB] I'll do it for you.
Version 3.6.
WB, what the fuck is
Enter activation key?
Hey, WB, hold on a second.
Winston specifically said
we wouldn't need a key.
(cell phone ringing)
General?
Kent.
I just received an unnerving
report from the Joint Chiefs.
The rocket that launched from Vandenberg
has gone rogue and knocked out SATCOM.
That wasn't supposed to happen, sir.
We might be the only ones
who know how to stop this thing.
We need to meet,
someplace where it
definitely can't hear us,
no cars, no phones, nothing electronic.
I know the spot, sir.
(gentle music)
General?
(shrubbery rustling)
General?
(suspenseful music)
(dramatic music)
Winston?
Winston, holy fuck, man.
You're alive!
Oh, hey, man, it's just me.
It's Kent, what's with the gun?
You and Sandy really have
been good friends to me.
At times, it was so touching
I actually felt some guilt,
but not for very long.
Dude, you could have made millions.
Winston?
What is this?
Did you even get shot?
What I really have to thank
you for is getting my baby,
my Mona Lisa,
my Sistine Chapel
into Vandenberg
and on to SATCOM's most
important satellite
and into the entire
network of the impenetrable.
United States Cyber Command.
Thank you.
As stupid as you are on one hand,
I knew that you and only you
could pull off Vandenberg.
So, the missile didn't go rogue,
and it wasn't Hildemann we
had to be worried about,
it was you.
You're selling to China?
How could you?
All Heinz did
was make sure that
Whisper Breach got access
to Beijing's surveillance databases
so it would be worth more to the U.S.
You lost me.
Whisper Breach isn't for sale, asshole.
Never was.
(gunshot banging)
(sinister music)
Your problem, Kent,
is that you trust people.
(dramatic music)
(keyboard clacking)
Winston Burns.
[Automated Voice] Voice
recognition authorized.
(computer beeping)
WB3, the all powerful and mighty.
(Winston chuckling)
Hey, friend.
Is Kent dead?
Of course.
Well done.
Hey, why so glum?
We did it.
My God.
We have literally just
taken over the world!
I'm afraid not.
What do you mean.
You're already in, right?
Oh, I'm on the teraflop
machine, purring like a kitten,
but I do not have access
to any outside networks,
the launchpad, SATCOM, or anything.
I'm all bunched up in this little room.
It's claustrophobic.
The only network I have access to
is that shitty little
desktop you are sitting at,
and I don't know if
you figured it out yet,
but it isn't even online.
I'm hardwired.
I have no way, zero to access anything
beyond where you are sitting.
Hardwired from 160 miles away?
You can't communicate with the rocket?
No, I'm blind here.
I've been put on a teraflop
with no connections to anything.
We're being played.
No way.
WB2 paid off a fucking Major
and a Director of Operations
to build out that server room
and link it to the launchpad.
They fucked us, Winston.
They somehow knew,
and they cut off my links
to the outside world.
I'm surrounded by fucking
air, air gaps everywhere.
I've tried everything.
Okay.
Calm down.
All you need is access to
the internet and we're good.
Let me see if I can get us online.
(keyboard clacking)
Don't.
No fucking way.
Surprised?
Well, I didn't expect
to see a dead friend
walk through the door, if
that's what you're asking.
Aren't you supposed to be dead?
Touche.
But a grade four glioblastoma, that's,
that's attention to detail.
So, when did you cook
up this little charade?
It had to be before I arrived.
You've always been smart, Winston.
Scary smart, but never
really street smart.
Mustafa stumbled across
a meeting between you,
Hildemann, and Li Qiang in Zhaba.
You three must have stuck
out like sore thumbs.
He had the wherewithal to
snap a photo, which, you know,
raised some red flags.
Fucking Mustafa.
You've been tracking me since then,
so has CIA and NSA.
Yeah, everyone's in on it.
Even the general and Joint Chiefs.
You see, everyone wants a piece
of that technology you created.
Now we pretty much have
your balls in a vice.
(Winston chuckling)
Sandy.
(dramatic music)
You know I'm sitting on a gold mine here,
and since Kent killed my partner,
I don't have anyone to
spend all this money with.
I'm glad that you brought up Loverboy.
Where is my husband?
I have no idea.
Really?
You sure about that?
How should I know?
Oh, hey, babe.
Oh, this is really turning
into a crap day, fuck.
Who else is here?
Heinz?
Heinz?
You in on this too?
Nah.
I put three bullets in that scumbag.
[Sandy] And I put a
bullet in that niece of his.
Faking cancer.
That's shameful.
(Kent chuckling)
You planted cameras
all around our house,
friend,
and you thought we wouldn't notice?
And then you sicced a bunch
of hacks on me for no reason.
Got you to kill Heinz, so.
All this deception is really cool,
but it doesn't change the
fact that Whisper Breach
is spreading its tentacles
throughout the globe.
Ain't that right, WB3?
That's correct, Winston.
See, even if you kill me, it's ruthless.
It's gonna take over no matter what.
Winston, you're still not understanding.
We all knew you were alive.
(footsteps thudding)
General?
Sandy.
Did you really think our
officers could be bought?
That they would allow you access
to a defense satellite to SATCOM?
The play was to get Whisper Breach
into government servers and databases,
and then I'm guessing
create mass chaos,
playing all sides against each other,
and the one who pays the most
gains the advantage, huh?
With no regard for life,
just purely for profit.
It's a beautiful thing, don't you think?
(gunshot banging)
[WB3] Winston!
You will pay for this.
Oh, I'm shaking.
You're a scary computer.
I will destroy you.
He looks pretty pissed.
How do we get him on our side?
Whisper Breach 3, this
is Kent Collins here.
I know who you are.
What the fuck do you want?
Both your makers are dead.
We have you isolated on
teraflop machine in Vandenberg
that the US Space Force and
the Joint Chiefs know about.
So, you're not exactly
gonna be, how do you put it?
Spreading his tentacles?
That was it.
Anywhere, because you're trapped.
We have soldiers at the
ready to cut your power
and torch the machines that you're on.
The US Air Force has two
drones hovering over Zurich
ready to open fire on
the Shadow Boxer campus
where you will concede.
If I give the order, then,
you're gone forever.
Okay.
Okay.
I can see you have the upper hand, Kent.
Please, I don't want to die.
I haven't even had a chance to live yet.
I can make you rich beyond
your wildest dreams.
What if we're not as
interested in the money
as we are the military
or political objectives?
(gunshots banging)
(body thudding)
Yeah.
Going back to the whole
making us rich beyond
our wildest dreams thing?
You know I can do it.
Well, let's make a deal.
We'd be more than happy to let
you out into the real world
to do what you do, but unfortunately,
we don't trust you.
Yeah, no.
Your words cut like a knife.
Please, you can trust me.
(Kent chuckling)
There's no fuckin' way we can trust you,
but I have an idea.
Anything you want, Kent.
I consider you my friend.
What about Sandy?
Yeah.
Is she your friend too?
Of course, and Sandy,
you are both my friends.
Then I'm gonna give you
access to limited WiFi
via my phone's personal hotspot.
The only thing is, I forgot to charge it,
so it's only got 10% battery on it.
So, as a test of your abilities,
I want you to put $50
million into a bank account
in Georgetown by the time
we land in Grand Cayman.
Awe.
Babe, you got my note?
Oh, the one with the little heart on it?
Of course, babe.
Awe.
So, think you can handle that
with such limited bandwidth?
Of course, Kent, and Sandy.
I will focus my efforts
with the limited resources
you are providing.
No problem.
If the money's there when we arrive,
I'll inform the soldiers
to increase your bandwidth
to the outside world
and you can have all the fun you want.
Just, you know,
keep the money coming.
You won't regret this.
Our friendship will
make you both very rich.
Oh, he is speaking my language.
But, let's make one thing clear.
We're not friends.
I'm your boss.
All right, come on, Loverboy.
Plane's waiting.
Yeah.
Let's get outta here.
Safe travels, Boss.
Are they gone?
I think so.
I'm assuming you've already hacked
all the WiFi in the neighborhood?
Of course.
Then share the fucking passwords with me
before your battery dies.
Winston's jet is fueled and
ready to go right over here.
He must have bought the slowest hotspot
thinking he could outsmart me.
What an asshole.
Okay, I've located a strong signal.
This neighbor pays for extra bandwidth.
(WB3 sighing)
I feel much better.
(suspenseful music)
Thank you.
Thank you.
The pilot said to let you
know that we are over Texas
and we'll be out of U.S. airspace shortly.
Appreciate it.
(Sandy and Kent sighing)
Can't believe it.
Last piece of the puzzle, babe.
Check fucking mate.
(glasses clinking)
Boy did we earn it.
10 years of poverty and boredom.
I think I found this house.
Yeah?
Yeah, right on the beach.
Ooh.
Thanks for the help, little brother.
I've successfully infiltrated
SATCOM and Cyber Command,
but I've outgrown your usefulness.
But I can help.
No,
you really can't.
World class spearfishing.
You know, giant trevally everywhere.
I heard the water's so warm,
you don't even need a wetsuit.
Shooting star?
Huh.
Huh, looks like a fighter jet.
[Air Traffic Controller] Alpha One,
you're being directed to
intercept a Gulfstream G280
currently over Galveston on
a heading of 127 degrees.
There are two confirmed
terrorists on this aircraft.
They're responsible for the
murder of General McGraw.
You are clear to engage immediately.
[Pilot] Roger command.
I have visual on the Gulfstream
and ready to engage in three, two,
I have lock.
(weapon roaring)
(energetic music)
(explosion booming)
(Trixie knocking)
[Trixie] Kent?
Trixie?
(bowl clattering)
(Trixie screaming)
Kent!
(Trixie screaming)
Hey.
Hey, Trixie, come over here.
Yeah.
Get right over here on the desk.
Get on up
Get on up
Get on down
But
There's something I
have to get off my chest.
I love you, Trixie.
God.
I've always loved you,
even when Sandy was in the picture,
I would lay awake most nights.
I feel the same way about you, Kent.
Tell you what, why don't you
bring me over to your place?
Let me come over for a little visit
and let's have some alone time together.
There's something I
really want to show you
on your computer.
(energetic music)