XIII: The Series s02e07 Episode Script
Breakout
2x07 - "Breakout" You think Betty's okay? She doesn't have a fever.
Maybe it's food poisoning.
We believe our latest targeting metrics will work with precision, and that we will finally be able to aim - the HEARPE device with accuracy.
- That's good to hear, Dr.
Kleinberg, we wouldn't want another Haiti situation on our hands.
Haitians would have been fine if they had proper building code.
I mean honestly, you'd think they never heard of rebar.
- Just make sure it works.
- Oh, it will.
How? I was under the impression that we needed the algorithm hidden in the Tesla letters to make it work? Nikola Tesla wasn't the only genius who ever lived.
Synequanon's best minds have been working on the physics of this problem.
I'm not gonna hurt you, but if you utter so much as a peep I'll close your carotid artery long enough for you to pass out and trust me, it feels like dying and you don't want me to do it.
Nod if you understand.
Okay, then.
We're gonna walk toward my car.
Who are you? I'm just a hired hand, honey.
Don't matter who I am.
Moz! Betty! One more step and I cap you both.
Now down with the piece.
Kick it away.
- Who the hell are you? - Who the hell are you, white boy? - Who are you working for? - I'm an independent contractor.
For who? Someone who wants this little girl away from you.
It all has to do with the strength and intensity of the microwave beam; how many megawatts per second we project; where it's focused on the parabola of the troposphere.
Lastly, we've taken Let's send a message to Mr.
Pong.
Show him who's boss.
Inputting.
You like to do the honors? - Yeah.
- For my country.
- What is that? - Earthquake.
That's not natural.
Get her out of here! You are definitely my kind of guy.
- See you on the rebound, white boy.
- Not if I see you first.
Who was that fantastic woman? I was a secret agent, betrayed by my own people.
Robbed of my face, my memories, my history.
Hidden in my past is a secret that threatens all humanity.
I search for answers with nothing to hold onto but the tattoo that has become my name.
I am Thirteen.
These were the scenes today in Cupertino, California the heart of Silicon Valley.
At 4:20 PM, a series of freak earthquakes struck the United States from North Carolina, across the Midwest to California, which was hit the hardest with a devastating 9.
0 quake.
The long awaited "big one" registered off the coast of Marin County, displacing the Heyward fault and causing a tsunami to enter into the San Francisco Bay.
Water levels rose fifteen feet in some areas, flooding Palo Alto, Sunnyvale, Los Altos, and San Jose.
At this hour, Cupertino is still in receding floodwaters and the death toll is mounting.
Smartphone lovers will be particularly distraught at the disaster, which hit the primary production facility for the upcoming Synequafone 5, which will now surely miss its launch date.
Look what you did! You goddamned idiot! You egg headed smug moron! You sank Silicon Valley! - Please.
- You said you knew! Mr.
Amos understand, the calculations for the HEARPE technology to successfully strike the appropriate coordinates on the planet are are very tricky.
The coordinates are tricky! You said you knew let's make it simple Kleinberg, here You hit what you shoot at! You hit it! Jesus Mary and Joseph! What are you doing Samuel? - We are gonna be fine, we will prevail.
- You don't understand.
- Don't I? - No, you don't.
'Cause we've been working on this with this eggheads for over a year! They said they had it right! There's no more time.
Pong and the Chinese have all three Tesla letters.
If they decode them and discover Tesla's targeting algorithm We're screwed We're screwed aren't we? My head or yours! Sir, we need to discuss FEMA allocations ! Just put what you need into a memo! Sir, I have the President of France on line 3 ! You tell that ugly midget fart my cheese plate is full! Sir, we need to deploy the National Guard to prevent looting ! You need my approval for that? Do it! Mr.
President, Congress has prepared an emergency act which requires immediate signing! - You expect me to read all this tripe? - No time, sir.
All right everybody Shut the hell up! I said shut your goddamn pie holes! - Kill that ringtone and clear this room! - You heard him! Everybody out! Everybody! The President requires a closed room meeting.
- You want me to leave as well, sir? - No, Reynolds.
I want you to get me that snot faced, backstabbing snake Amos on the horn.
Pronto! Yes, sir.
Please connect this line to Samuel, Amos, Synequanon.
Quickly! They're tracking him down.
Amos? What is it, Mr.
President, I'm very busy.
We just lost our West Coast technology center.
Your technology center? Well, we just lost the goddamned Silicon Valley.
The stock market is in the toilet! So, what's the purpose of your call, Mr.
President? You know goddamned well why I'm calling, and you have nothing to thank but your own goddamned hubris.
I'm not sure I know what you're talking about.
Like hell you don't! I forbade you to test that goddamned HEARPE device again! - Forbade it! - We did not test the HEARPE device.
You've been misinformed.
It was an earthquake an act of God.
- Like hell it was! It was HEARPE! - Prove it.
All right, you listen to me, mister high and mighty CEO I don't give a rat's ass how much money I owe Synequanon for getting me into office I am still Commander in Chief, and I still got plenty of time to make your life a living hell.
- The older the dog, the louder the bark.
- I don't care anymore.
You hear me?! I don't care! Now, I should never have allocated funds to that goddamned HEARPE device.
But, I am gonna make sure that that goddamned thing is disassembled before I am out on the street.
- If you live that long.
- Was that a threat? No, Mr.
president.
That was a genuine expression of deep concern.
You should calm down.
Maybe count to ten.
I wouldn't want you to die of a heart attack now.
This is war, Finnegan! We've got to hunker down and watch our six.
We're getting hit by a friendly fire! No, we cannot leave this office Finnegan the fate of the world depends on it you gotta find a legal loophole.
Um, yes, Mr.
President.
Well? Don't you stand there? You wanna serve your country do smething! San Francisvo is in ruins.
And the California technology Why do you think someone's trying to kidnap you, Betty? That woman was a professional.
Someone's gone through lots of effort to try and get - you away from Moz and me.
- Of course, I wonder.
I also wonder who exactly killed my brother.
You seem pretty calm about it.
Calm? The world is falling apart.
Thousands are dead today after the long awaited "big one" at the California Bay Area.
Earthquake my ass! All this damage is caused by HEARPE.
And somehow, you are the center of it all.
Someone made a double of you and he's after the letters.
You and the letters are connected.
And they all link to HEARPE.
If you help us find those letters, it will lead you to the people who stole your identity.
- And Max Vargas? - He's connected to this too.
- The question is how deeply.
- Max? I know you better than you know yourselves.
Max Verrier? It's impossible.
There's more.
Your activist friend, share any of this with you? Just to be sure I understood.
You have no idea whatsoever who's behind those generous donations? This wine really does have a fine bouquet.
However, the tannins are a touch aggressive for my liking, I much prefer a Los Vasquos Cabernet Sauvignon.
You wouldn't happen to have one of those in your cellar now, would you? The donations.
Who made them? I told you everything that I know.
In great detail.
They came to see me.
Each time with a new middle-man: lawyers, private investigators, business executives.
They all wanted to help the movement.
And you never asked where the money came from? Nor did they ask what I would do with it.
They were "Angel Investors.
" Their only request was for the movement to remain pacifist and for us to bring media attention to a certain number of targets.
Like HEARPE.
Or just needed to breathe longer.
What about the Tesla letters? They explained that Synequanon had been already testing HEARPE.
They said if the letter went to the Chinese, it would slow them down.
And the offer to permanently finance failed You expect me to believe that? As long as we have common interest why do I give a shit about your bussiness? I am an anti-global activist.
Not an imbecile.
I know there are hard choices, but I never wanted to be a terrorist to - to hurt anyone.
- Yeah, but you did.
No no no no.
It's him you want.
When did you learn about the other letters? I saw we are fighting her, so I found a Professor of Climatology.
She had written about Tesla.
And I wanted to know more.
I just wanted to make sure but she told me nothing.
It's only after Betty came out with the one her brother gave her that I knew something was wrong, that we were being played.
And I wanted to destroy the letter, but then XIII came, almost killed us both.
I am ready to take the fall for my ideals, not for some crazy lunatic that I barely know.
- Your ideals? - I have a clear conscience.
I'm fighting for those who have no voice and I have paid my fair share of suffering.
I have bled for the rights of the Earth.
But that does not mean that I have to eat potatoes and drink goat's milk for the rest of my life.
- Is there espresso? - Take him away.
Hold hold on, mi amigo.
We haven't spoken about my relocation.
I was thinking Boulder, Colorado.
First of all, I'm not your "amigo.
" Secondly, you're going to Guantanamo for pre-trial holding.
Guantanamo? Look, I told you everything.
We had a deal! I'm a man of my word.
So please, keep yours.
Drop all charges against Betty and the rest of The Veil members.
I'm afraid it's not so simple Mr.
Vargas, or Verrier, whatever your name is.
You're a terrorist.
You need to be judged before a court of law.
The American people wouldn't understand otherwise.
The food is not as fancy as in Boulder, Colorado, but I'll make sure you get VIP treatment.
Mentiroso! Culebra! Culebra!!! You haven't finished your steak.
Max is in Federal custody.
We don't even know where.
- I know where.
- How? If he's undergoing rendition he'll be held at one of three rotating black ops facilities - awaiting transport to Guantanamo.
- Guantanamo? Yeah, we'll never get him there, so we need to get him at the jump point.
Unless CIA protocols changed, they'll be using the Davenport base in South Carolina this month.
Are you suggesting we break him out? The base will have minimal security, the prisoners are kept in isolation in these time locked bunkers.
It's it's almost impossible to crack without the right passcode.
For that, we're gonna need a Wizard.
A Wizard? What are you doing here? Who are they? Were you followed? Look.
Relax, Barnabis.
They're cool.
You know I don't like strangers.
All right? Last time you visited me the DHS put the eye of Sauron on me I had to ditch my pad, and my awesome comic book collection.
So, thanks.
Now I'm living like a goddamned gypsy! Look, we need you.
What is it this time? We need you to crack a type 19 CIA lockdown passcode at a remote site.
- Why, may I ask? - We need to break out a friend.
And get into the temp lockdown at Davenport.
Are, are you kidding me?! I don't do fieldwork you know that.
All right? - But - No, no, no.
The answer is no, flat out, unequivocal, NO.
- Bye.
No.
- I thought he was a Wizard.
What?! Oh, oh Oh, I I am.
I am.
Okay.
But this goes above and beyond the normal spell.
All right? This is a quest, and people get killed on quests.
But don't they also win the hearts of the fair ladies? Um.
Uh.
Yes.
Y yes.
I suppose if you uh if you logic it out.
Yeah, that makes sense.
Yeah.
DAVENPORT INTERNMENT CAMP This is a secure zone.
We've got two more in from UCMJ for the next flight to Gitmo.
Roger, that.
Check your papers with Classification.
What the hell is this? Two last minute passengers for the Gitmo Express, sir.
I'm not expecting any new arrivals.
Who ordered this? Command said it's critical that these two terrorist suspects make the flight.
I've got nothin' in the book about new arrivals.
We're on lockdown.
There must be some mistake.
Really? This is Fazad al-Hamaq, the Butcher of Kandahar.
- What about that one? - That's, um Umal Hazan al-Abad.
Shut up! Sir, these men are very dangerous.
I don't know What am I supposed to do Holy shit! Stow those men! Oh my God, I'm freaking out! It's too much open space.
I wanna go home! Move it.
Move, move, move.
- I'm I'm having a hot flash! - You do this one thing for me? - I swear I will get you home.
Okay? - Are you insane? I'm in an orange freaking jump suit.
Talk about a target! I'm Piggy in the goddamn Lord of The Flies! I knew, I know what happens to guys like me! I never should have agreed to come.
Stay calm.
All right? I've got your back.
- It's a redundant fractal impedance lock.
- Okay, okay.
The, the, the mechanism has a chaotic rotation tumbler It's impossible to predict the combination of the day, unless you have a mind for numbers.
The key code fractal is nine times out of ten the sum of the squares of the reactance of the circuit, which is always expressed in ohms.
Oh kay, oh, ah.
Okay.
Cover the entrance.
Moz, you're with me.
- Alright.
- No, no, no.
You see someone you shoot him.
What's the hell is going on here? It's the CIA no-touch torture technique.
It's by the book.
Max Vargas! You came for me, you came for me.
We gotta get you out of here.
My friend! Take me, take me too! - I'm sorry I can't.
- What about me? - I'm from Canada! - We must take them with us.
- No.
- Please! They deserve due process.
What happens here is is inhuman! He's right, man.
Han shot first! Han shot first! Han shot first! Han shot first! Betty, now would be a good time for diversion.
Go, go, go, go! Come on! - Let's go! - Freeze! Han shot first! We gotta go, we gotta go now! Come on.
Wooo! Nice shot, but we gotta go, let's go! Let's go! Go, go, go, go! - My friends - Don't give us that, Max - What do you mean? - We're not your friends.
You betrayed us.
We've seen the contents of your locker, Vargas.
Or should we call you Verrier? We know you're not who you claimed to be.
And we know you're on the take.
- You sold us out, Max.
- It's not like that, Betty.
Just think of what this money can do for the impoverished.
I may have made an unethical deal, but I made it for ethical reasons! The world is much more complicated than you think it is.
There is no black and white! I am a revolutionary.
And I believe everything they've told you all.
There was a lot of money.
A lot of money.
I think you're the only who I don't know what he's talking about.
But Betty I still love you.
Forget it.
We won't get anything out of him tonight.
I'll take the first shift watching him, you run second.
All right.
Sir, just received news of a breakout in our Davenport rendition facility.
- Vargas escaped.
- Well, that seals it.
My legacy has just become a dog's breakfast.
Except that we also ve XIII on video aiding in the escape.
That sneaky bastard.
First he kills eighty-two in the Synequanon bombing.
Now he teams up with terrorists.
The press is gonna burn me alive, Reynolds.
Not exactly, sir.
Alright, then say what the hell are you talking about? workin' your advantage.
- How so? - You remember the 2000 election? Mmm, hanging chads.
Those were the good old days.
We're in a national crisis and now with with XIII at large we have every justification to move national security to Red Alert, declare Martial Law, and legally a postpone the transfer of power.
- Postpone the transfer of power? - Indefinitely.
Indefin indefinitely.
This evening, during President the rule of law was transferred to military authority.
By this order, due to our continuing state of emergency and our current and ongoing threat to National Security, I have made the difficult decision to declare Martial Law.
God bless America.
Moz, we've known each other for many years, you know I love you like a brother.
Sorry for all that has happened.
It's okay, Max, but brothers don't lie to brothers.
I know.
I am guilty.
I hope that one day you can forgive me.
Then you, you can go to sleep if you wish.
I am, I am tired too.
Maybe we can, we can both sleep.
Nah.
I'm not gonna fall for that.
I have to watch you.
- I won't run.
- How do I know that? I want to prove myself, earn your trust again.
- Sorry, Max.
- Okay, Moz.
Fair enough.
Fair enough Operator, I'd like to make an overseas collect call.
The number is Yes I'll hold.
Answer.
Please.
Please.
It's me Verrier.
Yes.
I managed to escape.
No it's it's a long story.
I need to be brought in.
No, I can't.
Can you send an extraction team? I know where the girl is.
Yes, she's with him, and the black man.
No.
She's safe.
No.
I didn't talk.
You have to believe me.
Bring me in and I'll tell you everything.
I am in the phone booth and 65th Street.
It's just by the railyard.
What took you so long? You! Damn! He was my best friend for years, man! I loved the guy.
He promised he wouldn't leave Oh, he, that's nice, he promised.
Everywhere was quiet, everybody else was sleeping That's what it means to take shifts.
Sleeping right? Some people sleep and others stay awake.
I know, I'm sorry.
I was tired! Okay? Voilá! Sometimes I even surprise myself.
What, you did it? Should your doppelganger contact you again, press the button on the side of the earwig three times, and hold down the last press It'll create a ping echo, which will act much like a homing device.
- Thanks, Barnabis.
- That's "Mr.
" Wizard to you, all right? And listen, be careful, my man.
There are bad forces afoot.
All right? Things are not as they seem, and if you go chasing them, you might just end up running down a rabbit hole.
You take care of yourself too.
- You too.
- Thanks.
Mierda! I wouldn't touch that if I were you.
Unless you want to be at the center of an implosive force that will vaporize you.
Listen very carefully and follow my instructions if you want to live.
If you attempt to deactivate the device, you will detonate.
If you don't do as I say, you will detonate.
You understand? Why are you doing this to me? Uh uh, I do the talking.
Good.
You'll find a compass and a security card in your right hand pocket.
Do not lose either.
Hold the compass up and head North.
In twenty feet, turn left then walk up the stairs.
Where am I? Never mind that.
You're doing well, my friend.
Now, there's a door at the end of the stairs.
Use the security card to open it.
Make a left, proceed to the end of the hall.
This is a great and historic moment.
By endorsing the Carrington Accord, Nigeria accepts its responsibility, the responsibility it shares with every nation to protect our planet.
That's right.
Now.
Cross the room and go through the door directly in front of you.
You're almost there.
Swipe the card key again.
Enter the room.
It's almost over.
I do this action of my own free will Boooomb!!! This morning a suicide bomber has gained entrance to the White House, injuring President Carrington and several other White House staff and claiming the life of Wole Madaki, President of Nigeria.
He killed the President of Nigeria.
no one has immediately come forward to claim responsibility for the attack, the Department of Homeland Security released a statement linking the attack to the Synequanon bombing and Veil leader, Max Vargas.
We now go to News One White House correspondent, Bill Bartlett.
I thought you were too quiet.
Poor, poor Vargas, so close to getting away scot-free.
You're sick.
What did he ever do to you? - What indeed.
- I'm coming after you, you deranged And then what? You have no purpose, no reason.
You don't even have any friends or family, or a special someone to go home to.
Now I'm your only family.
So you be careful and don't insult the woman who gave us this face.
Go to hell.
I'm not your brother.
Oh, yes you are.
More than you know.
She's sick, again.
Listen, I've found a trace on my double.
I'm going after him.
- I'll go with you.
- No, no, no.
I have to do this alone.
And you better get moving, all right? Get a new squat.
Whatever you do, just keep an eye on her, okay? - Don't let her out of your sight.
- All right.
- All right? - All right.
You okay in there? I'm fine.
You sure? Yes.
I just need a few minutes.
It's gonna to be okay.
I'm gonna protect you.
Even if I tell you something you won't like? Because I might be in trouble.
Moz? - Congratulations! - What? If you don't want me to put a hole in daddy's head, I'm gonna ask that you follow me.
I think it's his, the doubles.
He never ever loved you! Max did.
- I did.
- I didn't ask for this.
He didn't care about you! Okay, I have urgent business with the young lady, so if you don't mind.
Too bad we didn't meet under different circumstances.
Betty! You're a handsome guy, you know that? I've been ugly before, let me tell you, it sucks.
Yeah, I've been so many people.
I can't even remember who I used to be.
It took some time, but now, I think I like being you more than you like being you.
To the end this time? You think this started with you? You think it's gonna end with me? Aghh.
Hey, hey.
What did Jones whisper to you that night I popped her? She told me, that she knew who you are.
I told you it doesn't end with me.
What was that? Going somewhere, brother? Listen.
You're not real.
Oh, I'm as real as you are.
Like hell you are.
I just killed you.
Then how do you explain me talking to you right now? Programming.
You're just a voice planted in my head.
You shouldn't do this.
You hid that last Tesla letter on that ship.
And that's gonna lead me to whoever started this.
I wanna know what happened to me and why you're still inside my head.
I'm gonna find out who's responsible for givin' you my face and I'm gonna kill them! You might not like what you'll find.
I'm finishing this.
I'm gonna take this to the end.
Then, bon voyage, brother.
Bon voyage.
Maybe it's food poisoning.
We believe our latest targeting metrics will work with precision, and that we will finally be able to aim - the HEARPE device with accuracy.
- That's good to hear, Dr.
Kleinberg, we wouldn't want another Haiti situation on our hands.
Haitians would have been fine if they had proper building code.
I mean honestly, you'd think they never heard of rebar.
- Just make sure it works.
- Oh, it will.
How? I was under the impression that we needed the algorithm hidden in the Tesla letters to make it work? Nikola Tesla wasn't the only genius who ever lived.
Synequanon's best minds have been working on the physics of this problem.
I'm not gonna hurt you, but if you utter so much as a peep I'll close your carotid artery long enough for you to pass out and trust me, it feels like dying and you don't want me to do it.
Nod if you understand.
Okay, then.
We're gonna walk toward my car.
Who are you? I'm just a hired hand, honey.
Don't matter who I am.
Moz! Betty! One more step and I cap you both.
Now down with the piece.
Kick it away.
- Who the hell are you? - Who the hell are you, white boy? - Who are you working for? - I'm an independent contractor.
For who? Someone who wants this little girl away from you.
It all has to do with the strength and intensity of the microwave beam; how many megawatts per second we project; where it's focused on the parabola of the troposphere.
Lastly, we've taken Let's send a message to Mr.
Pong.
Show him who's boss.
Inputting.
You like to do the honors? - Yeah.
- For my country.
- What is that? - Earthquake.
That's not natural.
Get her out of here! You are definitely my kind of guy.
- See you on the rebound, white boy.
- Not if I see you first.
Who was that fantastic woman? I was a secret agent, betrayed by my own people.
Robbed of my face, my memories, my history.
Hidden in my past is a secret that threatens all humanity.
I search for answers with nothing to hold onto but the tattoo that has become my name.
I am Thirteen.
These were the scenes today in Cupertino, California the heart of Silicon Valley.
At 4:20 PM, a series of freak earthquakes struck the United States from North Carolina, across the Midwest to California, which was hit the hardest with a devastating 9.
0 quake.
The long awaited "big one" registered off the coast of Marin County, displacing the Heyward fault and causing a tsunami to enter into the San Francisco Bay.
Water levels rose fifteen feet in some areas, flooding Palo Alto, Sunnyvale, Los Altos, and San Jose.
At this hour, Cupertino is still in receding floodwaters and the death toll is mounting.
Smartphone lovers will be particularly distraught at the disaster, which hit the primary production facility for the upcoming Synequafone 5, which will now surely miss its launch date.
Look what you did! You goddamned idiot! You egg headed smug moron! You sank Silicon Valley! - Please.
- You said you knew! Mr.
Amos understand, the calculations for the HEARPE technology to successfully strike the appropriate coordinates on the planet are are very tricky.
The coordinates are tricky! You said you knew let's make it simple Kleinberg, here You hit what you shoot at! You hit it! Jesus Mary and Joseph! What are you doing Samuel? - We are gonna be fine, we will prevail.
- You don't understand.
- Don't I? - No, you don't.
'Cause we've been working on this with this eggheads for over a year! They said they had it right! There's no more time.
Pong and the Chinese have all three Tesla letters.
If they decode them and discover Tesla's targeting algorithm We're screwed We're screwed aren't we? My head or yours! Sir, we need to discuss FEMA allocations ! Just put what you need into a memo! Sir, I have the President of France on line 3 ! You tell that ugly midget fart my cheese plate is full! Sir, we need to deploy the National Guard to prevent looting ! You need my approval for that? Do it! Mr.
President, Congress has prepared an emergency act which requires immediate signing! - You expect me to read all this tripe? - No time, sir.
All right everybody Shut the hell up! I said shut your goddamn pie holes! - Kill that ringtone and clear this room! - You heard him! Everybody out! Everybody! The President requires a closed room meeting.
- You want me to leave as well, sir? - No, Reynolds.
I want you to get me that snot faced, backstabbing snake Amos on the horn.
Pronto! Yes, sir.
Please connect this line to Samuel, Amos, Synequanon.
Quickly! They're tracking him down.
Amos? What is it, Mr.
President, I'm very busy.
We just lost our West Coast technology center.
Your technology center? Well, we just lost the goddamned Silicon Valley.
The stock market is in the toilet! So, what's the purpose of your call, Mr.
President? You know goddamned well why I'm calling, and you have nothing to thank but your own goddamned hubris.
I'm not sure I know what you're talking about.
Like hell you don't! I forbade you to test that goddamned HEARPE device again! - Forbade it! - We did not test the HEARPE device.
You've been misinformed.
It was an earthquake an act of God.
- Like hell it was! It was HEARPE! - Prove it.
All right, you listen to me, mister high and mighty CEO I don't give a rat's ass how much money I owe Synequanon for getting me into office I am still Commander in Chief, and I still got plenty of time to make your life a living hell.
- The older the dog, the louder the bark.
- I don't care anymore.
You hear me?! I don't care! Now, I should never have allocated funds to that goddamned HEARPE device.
But, I am gonna make sure that that goddamned thing is disassembled before I am out on the street.
- If you live that long.
- Was that a threat? No, Mr.
president.
That was a genuine expression of deep concern.
You should calm down.
Maybe count to ten.
I wouldn't want you to die of a heart attack now.
This is war, Finnegan! We've got to hunker down and watch our six.
We're getting hit by a friendly fire! No, we cannot leave this office Finnegan the fate of the world depends on it you gotta find a legal loophole.
Um, yes, Mr.
President.
Well? Don't you stand there? You wanna serve your country do smething! San Francisvo is in ruins.
And the California technology Why do you think someone's trying to kidnap you, Betty? That woman was a professional.
Someone's gone through lots of effort to try and get - you away from Moz and me.
- Of course, I wonder.
I also wonder who exactly killed my brother.
You seem pretty calm about it.
Calm? The world is falling apart.
Thousands are dead today after the long awaited "big one" at the California Bay Area.
Earthquake my ass! All this damage is caused by HEARPE.
And somehow, you are the center of it all.
Someone made a double of you and he's after the letters.
You and the letters are connected.
And they all link to HEARPE.
If you help us find those letters, it will lead you to the people who stole your identity.
- And Max Vargas? - He's connected to this too.
- The question is how deeply.
- Max? I know you better than you know yourselves.
Max Verrier? It's impossible.
There's more.
Your activist friend, share any of this with you? Just to be sure I understood.
You have no idea whatsoever who's behind those generous donations? This wine really does have a fine bouquet.
However, the tannins are a touch aggressive for my liking, I much prefer a Los Vasquos Cabernet Sauvignon.
You wouldn't happen to have one of those in your cellar now, would you? The donations.
Who made them? I told you everything that I know.
In great detail.
They came to see me.
Each time with a new middle-man: lawyers, private investigators, business executives.
They all wanted to help the movement.
And you never asked where the money came from? Nor did they ask what I would do with it.
They were "Angel Investors.
" Their only request was for the movement to remain pacifist and for us to bring media attention to a certain number of targets.
Like HEARPE.
Or just needed to breathe longer.
What about the Tesla letters? They explained that Synequanon had been already testing HEARPE.
They said if the letter went to the Chinese, it would slow them down.
And the offer to permanently finance failed You expect me to believe that? As long as we have common interest why do I give a shit about your bussiness? I am an anti-global activist.
Not an imbecile.
I know there are hard choices, but I never wanted to be a terrorist to - to hurt anyone.
- Yeah, but you did.
No no no no.
It's him you want.
When did you learn about the other letters? I saw we are fighting her, so I found a Professor of Climatology.
She had written about Tesla.
And I wanted to know more.
I just wanted to make sure but she told me nothing.
It's only after Betty came out with the one her brother gave her that I knew something was wrong, that we were being played.
And I wanted to destroy the letter, but then XIII came, almost killed us both.
I am ready to take the fall for my ideals, not for some crazy lunatic that I barely know.
- Your ideals? - I have a clear conscience.
I'm fighting for those who have no voice and I have paid my fair share of suffering.
I have bled for the rights of the Earth.
But that does not mean that I have to eat potatoes and drink goat's milk for the rest of my life.
- Is there espresso? - Take him away.
Hold hold on, mi amigo.
We haven't spoken about my relocation.
I was thinking Boulder, Colorado.
First of all, I'm not your "amigo.
" Secondly, you're going to Guantanamo for pre-trial holding.
Guantanamo? Look, I told you everything.
We had a deal! I'm a man of my word.
So please, keep yours.
Drop all charges against Betty and the rest of The Veil members.
I'm afraid it's not so simple Mr.
Vargas, or Verrier, whatever your name is.
You're a terrorist.
You need to be judged before a court of law.
The American people wouldn't understand otherwise.
The food is not as fancy as in Boulder, Colorado, but I'll make sure you get VIP treatment.
Mentiroso! Culebra! Culebra!!! You haven't finished your steak.
Max is in Federal custody.
We don't even know where.
- I know where.
- How? If he's undergoing rendition he'll be held at one of three rotating black ops facilities - awaiting transport to Guantanamo.
- Guantanamo? Yeah, we'll never get him there, so we need to get him at the jump point.
Unless CIA protocols changed, they'll be using the Davenport base in South Carolina this month.
Are you suggesting we break him out? The base will have minimal security, the prisoners are kept in isolation in these time locked bunkers.
It's it's almost impossible to crack without the right passcode.
For that, we're gonna need a Wizard.
A Wizard? What are you doing here? Who are they? Were you followed? Look.
Relax, Barnabis.
They're cool.
You know I don't like strangers.
All right? Last time you visited me the DHS put the eye of Sauron on me I had to ditch my pad, and my awesome comic book collection.
So, thanks.
Now I'm living like a goddamned gypsy! Look, we need you.
What is it this time? We need you to crack a type 19 CIA lockdown passcode at a remote site.
- Why, may I ask? - We need to break out a friend.
And get into the temp lockdown at Davenport.
Are, are you kidding me?! I don't do fieldwork you know that.
All right? - But - No, no, no.
The answer is no, flat out, unequivocal, NO.
- Bye.
No.
- I thought he was a Wizard.
What?! Oh, oh Oh, I I am.
I am.
Okay.
But this goes above and beyond the normal spell.
All right? This is a quest, and people get killed on quests.
But don't they also win the hearts of the fair ladies? Um.
Uh.
Yes.
Y yes.
I suppose if you uh if you logic it out.
Yeah, that makes sense.
Yeah.
DAVENPORT INTERNMENT CAMP This is a secure zone.
We've got two more in from UCMJ for the next flight to Gitmo.
Roger, that.
Check your papers with Classification.
What the hell is this? Two last minute passengers for the Gitmo Express, sir.
I'm not expecting any new arrivals.
Who ordered this? Command said it's critical that these two terrorist suspects make the flight.
I've got nothin' in the book about new arrivals.
We're on lockdown.
There must be some mistake.
Really? This is Fazad al-Hamaq, the Butcher of Kandahar.
- What about that one? - That's, um Umal Hazan al-Abad.
Shut up! Sir, these men are very dangerous.
I don't know What am I supposed to do Holy shit! Stow those men! Oh my God, I'm freaking out! It's too much open space.
I wanna go home! Move it.
Move, move, move.
- I'm I'm having a hot flash! - You do this one thing for me? - I swear I will get you home.
Okay? - Are you insane? I'm in an orange freaking jump suit.
Talk about a target! I'm Piggy in the goddamn Lord of The Flies! I knew, I know what happens to guys like me! I never should have agreed to come.
Stay calm.
All right? I've got your back.
- It's a redundant fractal impedance lock.
- Okay, okay.
The, the, the mechanism has a chaotic rotation tumbler It's impossible to predict the combination of the day, unless you have a mind for numbers.
The key code fractal is nine times out of ten the sum of the squares of the reactance of the circuit, which is always expressed in ohms.
Oh kay, oh, ah.
Okay.
Cover the entrance.
Moz, you're with me.
- Alright.
- No, no, no.
You see someone you shoot him.
What's the hell is going on here? It's the CIA no-touch torture technique.
It's by the book.
Max Vargas! You came for me, you came for me.
We gotta get you out of here.
My friend! Take me, take me too! - I'm sorry I can't.
- What about me? - I'm from Canada! - We must take them with us.
- No.
- Please! They deserve due process.
What happens here is is inhuman! He's right, man.
Han shot first! Han shot first! Han shot first! Han shot first! Betty, now would be a good time for diversion.
Go, go, go, go! Come on! - Let's go! - Freeze! Han shot first! We gotta go, we gotta go now! Come on.
Wooo! Nice shot, but we gotta go, let's go! Let's go! Go, go, go, go! - My friends - Don't give us that, Max - What do you mean? - We're not your friends.
You betrayed us.
We've seen the contents of your locker, Vargas.
Or should we call you Verrier? We know you're not who you claimed to be.
And we know you're on the take.
- You sold us out, Max.
- It's not like that, Betty.
Just think of what this money can do for the impoverished.
I may have made an unethical deal, but I made it for ethical reasons! The world is much more complicated than you think it is.
There is no black and white! I am a revolutionary.
And I believe everything they've told you all.
There was a lot of money.
A lot of money.
I think you're the only who I don't know what he's talking about.
But Betty I still love you.
Forget it.
We won't get anything out of him tonight.
I'll take the first shift watching him, you run second.
All right.
Sir, just received news of a breakout in our Davenport rendition facility.
- Vargas escaped.
- Well, that seals it.
My legacy has just become a dog's breakfast.
Except that we also ve XIII on video aiding in the escape.
That sneaky bastard.
First he kills eighty-two in the Synequanon bombing.
Now he teams up with terrorists.
The press is gonna burn me alive, Reynolds.
Not exactly, sir.
Alright, then say what the hell are you talking about? workin' your advantage.
- How so? - You remember the 2000 election? Mmm, hanging chads.
Those were the good old days.
We're in a national crisis and now with with XIII at large we have every justification to move national security to Red Alert, declare Martial Law, and legally a postpone the transfer of power.
- Postpone the transfer of power? - Indefinitely.
Indefin indefinitely.
This evening, during President the rule of law was transferred to military authority.
By this order, due to our continuing state of emergency and our current and ongoing threat to National Security, I have made the difficult decision to declare Martial Law.
God bless America.
Moz, we've known each other for many years, you know I love you like a brother.
Sorry for all that has happened.
It's okay, Max, but brothers don't lie to brothers.
I know.
I am guilty.
I hope that one day you can forgive me.
Then you, you can go to sleep if you wish.
I am, I am tired too.
Maybe we can, we can both sleep.
Nah.
I'm not gonna fall for that.
I have to watch you.
- I won't run.
- How do I know that? I want to prove myself, earn your trust again.
- Sorry, Max.
- Okay, Moz.
Fair enough.
Fair enough Operator, I'd like to make an overseas collect call.
The number is Yes I'll hold.
Answer.
Please.
Please.
It's me Verrier.
Yes.
I managed to escape.
No it's it's a long story.
I need to be brought in.
No, I can't.
Can you send an extraction team? I know where the girl is.
Yes, she's with him, and the black man.
No.
She's safe.
No.
I didn't talk.
You have to believe me.
Bring me in and I'll tell you everything.
I am in the phone booth and 65th Street.
It's just by the railyard.
What took you so long? You! Damn! He was my best friend for years, man! I loved the guy.
He promised he wouldn't leave Oh, he, that's nice, he promised.
Everywhere was quiet, everybody else was sleeping That's what it means to take shifts.
Sleeping right? Some people sleep and others stay awake.
I know, I'm sorry.
I was tired! Okay? Voilá! Sometimes I even surprise myself.
What, you did it? Should your doppelganger contact you again, press the button on the side of the earwig three times, and hold down the last press It'll create a ping echo, which will act much like a homing device.
- Thanks, Barnabis.
- That's "Mr.
" Wizard to you, all right? And listen, be careful, my man.
There are bad forces afoot.
All right? Things are not as they seem, and if you go chasing them, you might just end up running down a rabbit hole.
You take care of yourself too.
- You too.
- Thanks.
Mierda! I wouldn't touch that if I were you.
Unless you want to be at the center of an implosive force that will vaporize you.
Listen very carefully and follow my instructions if you want to live.
If you attempt to deactivate the device, you will detonate.
If you don't do as I say, you will detonate.
You understand? Why are you doing this to me? Uh uh, I do the talking.
Good.
You'll find a compass and a security card in your right hand pocket.
Do not lose either.
Hold the compass up and head North.
In twenty feet, turn left then walk up the stairs.
Where am I? Never mind that.
You're doing well, my friend.
Now, there's a door at the end of the stairs.
Use the security card to open it.
Make a left, proceed to the end of the hall.
This is a great and historic moment.
By endorsing the Carrington Accord, Nigeria accepts its responsibility, the responsibility it shares with every nation to protect our planet.
That's right.
Now.
Cross the room and go through the door directly in front of you.
You're almost there.
Swipe the card key again.
Enter the room.
It's almost over.
I do this action of my own free will Boooomb!!! This morning a suicide bomber has gained entrance to the White House, injuring President Carrington and several other White House staff and claiming the life of Wole Madaki, President of Nigeria.
He killed the President of Nigeria.
no one has immediately come forward to claim responsibility for the attack, the Department of Homeland Security released a statement linking the attack to the Synequanon bombing and Veil leader, Max Vargas.
We now go to News One White House correspondent, Bill Bartlett.
I thought you were too quiet.
Poor, poor Vargas, so close to getting away scot-free.
You're sick.
What did he ever do to you? - What indeed.
- I'm coming after you, you deranged And then what? You have no purpose, no reason.
You don't even have any friends or family, or a special someone to go home to.
Now I'm your only family.
So you be careful and don't insult the woman who gave us this face.
Go to hell.
I'm not your brother.
Oh, yes you are.
More than you know.
She's sick, again.
Listen, I've found a trace on my double.
I'm going after him.
- I'll go with you.
- No, no, no.
I have to do this alone.
And you better get moving, all right? Get a new squat.
Whatever you do, just keep an eye on her, okay? - Don't let her out of your sight.
- All right.
- All right? - All right.
You okay in there? I'm fine.
You sure? Yes.
I just need a few minutes.
It's gonna to be okay.
I'm gonna protect you.
Even if I tell you something you won't like? Because I might be in trouble.
Moz? - Congratulations! - What? If you don't want me to put a hole in daddy's head, I'm gonna ask that you follow me.
I think it's his, the doubles.
He never ever loved you! Max did.
- I did.
- I didn't ask for this.
He didn't care about you! Okay, I have urgent business with the young lady, so if you don't mind.
Too bad we didn't meet under different circumstances.
Betty! You're a handsome guy, you know that? I've been ugly before, let me tell you, it sucks.
Yeah, I've been so many people.
I can't even remember who I used to be.
It took some time, but now, I think I like being you more than you like being you.
To the end this time? You think this started with you? You think it's gonna end with me? Aghh.
Hey, hey.
What did Jones whisper to you that night I popped her? She told me, that she knew who you are.
I told you it doesn't end with me.
What was that? Going somewhere, brother? Listen.
You're not real.
Oh, I'm as real as you are.
Like hell you are.
I just killed you.
Then how do you explain me talking to you right now? Programming.
You're just a voice planted in my head.
You shouldn't do this.
You hid that last Tesla letter on that ship.
And that's gonna lead me to whoever started this.
I wanna know what happened to me and why you're still inside my head.
I'm gonna find out who's responsible for givin' you my face and I'm gonna kill them! You might not like what you'll find.
I'm finishing this.
I'm gonna take this to the end.
Then, bon voyage, brother.
Bon voyage.