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- Your mom tells me you've made plans for your birthday.

- I'm going to the Saint Patrick's Day Party

at the Josephine Lounge with Mike and a few other friends.

[gunshots blasting]

[people screaming]

- 30 people dead at that nightclub,

eight federal agents have lost their lives,

and my daughter is missing!

Now, we need to take some decisive action here!

- My father is supposed to be

the most powerful man on the planet.

They don't want to hurt or kill any more people.

- [Man On Phone] If I don't get everything I asked for

in the next three and a half hours,

[mumbling] explosives down here to level the entire block.

- So don't test me on it!

- This letter to congress temporarily relinquishes the power

and the duties of the presidency.

The moment you sign it, it becomes effective.

- I, Robert Willis Carson, will faithfully execute

the Office of the President of the United States.

[timer beeping]

[dramatic music]

- Kel?

- Babe, oh my god!

- Oh my baby.

- God, it's so good to see you.

I'm so happy you're home.

[smooching]

I'm so happy.

- You have no idea, you know that?

- How's my little sea lion?

- I'm alright. You?

- I'm good now that I have you home.

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

How long have I got your for this time?

- About a week, I think.

- You mean we're actually going to

get to have a weekend together?

- I think it is actually kind of probable.

- That's awesome.

[phone ringing]

[voicemail beeping]

[dramatic orchestral music]

[glasses clinking]

Kel.

- Mm-hmm?

- I've been thinking.

I know that your parents are a little bit old fash--

- Oh god, what about my parents?

- I know that they would find it hard

to accept you having kids without being married.

- Do you think?

It took them three months to get over the shock

of us sort of living together.

- Exactly.

That's why I thought that, well.

I thought.

Maybe.

- Oh my god.

Oh my god.

[phone ringing]

Oh my god.

That is beautiful.

Oh my.

Just let me hear you say it.

- Kelly, will you marry me?

[phone ringing]

- Chris, this would be so perfect.

Can you just, you know.

The phone, sorry.

[phone ringing]

- I got to take it, baby.

It's work.

Hello?

Yeah.

On my way.

Unit needs me, baby.

State of emergency.

- Go.

It's good, it's fine.

- But I love you, and I'm so sorry,

and we will continue this, okay?

Alright?

You're beautiful.

- Go.

Just be careful.

- I'm sorry, okay? - I know.

- I love you.

[laughing]

[dramatic orchestral music]

[timer beeping]

[people chattering] [sirens blaring]

- My director or the.

Oh, great.

Two million men in the United States Armed Services

and they send you.

This is exactly what I needed tonight.

- Oh, good to see you again too, Dan.

Commander Christopher Lowe.

I'm with the Naval Special Warfare Development Group.

- Dawn Nelson, Deputy Director of the Secret Service.

- I understand you lost some men tonight.

My team and I, we're very sorry for your loss.

- I thank you for that, Commander.

So, I gather the two of you know each other.

- Used to.

- Well, Special Agent Murphy here

seems to think he's in charge.

- No, I know I'm in charge.

This is a Bureau investigation.

You don't like it?

Go up your chain of command.

- Alright, I'm going to leave you two to it.

I'm going to go do something a little bit more practical.

- Yeah, you do that.

- Hey.

- Yes sir commander.

What do you need?

- Okay, three things operator.

Number one, turn those enthusiasm levels right down.

Alright?

Number two, stay within four feet of me at all times.

If I go to take a piss, you're in the latrine next to me.

Alright?

And number three,

don't do anything unless I tell you to do it.

I know it's your first week on the job

and you're going to learn a lot.

I don't want to have to fill out the paperwork

if you go and get yourself killed.

But don't worry.

I won't let that happen, will I, boys?

- Thank you, sir.

[ominous music]

[typing on keyboard] [computer beeping]

- The CCTV's off.

- Finally.

Where are we with the radio jamming?

- We need to set up the unit

about half way so it covers the whole structure.

Put it on.

Four seven should work.

- Alright.

Well, looks like we're going

for a bit of a walk then, aren't we?

Team, I'm coming up to floor seven.

- [Man Over Radio] Copy that.

- Hey.

Hey, you know none of this is your fault, okay?

This is entirely his responsibility.

He would have killed those people no matter what.

We're both alive because he needs us.

Alice, I can get us out of this.

I promise.

- You can't make a promise like that, Mike.

You know you can't.

- I think I can.

[dramatic orchestral music]

- Well, I can't think of an easy way out of this,

so let me have your ideas, ladies and gentlemen.

- I think we send our people in now, Mister President.

We have a Seals unit ready to go.

- I agree, Bob.

- Can we guarantee Alice's safety in any assault?

- We can never do that, sir.

- But, we don't know who they are,

so we don't know what we're dealing with,

which is why I don't think

we put Alice's life in jeopardy at the moment.

- I think I'm with you.

I'm conscious of what you're saying, General,

but I think we need to get some more intelligence

before we make a move.

Set your people onto it right now.

- You know, I think we'll leave you now,

let you get on with things.

Mister President will be staying in the residence.

- Yes, of course.

That goes without saying.

We will all do everything we can

to get Alice home as soon as possible.

- Thank you.

Thanks, Will.

Good night.

[dramatic orchestral music]

- Done.

- Is that it?

- It's blocking all radio frequencies

except the one that you're using

for about 40 meters in all directions.

Leave it here on P7, it will block every floor.

- Yeah, I could have done that myself.

Right.

Get your arse down to the bottom floor.

Keep working that.

- Every minute we waste arguing is another minute

these clowns have to fortify their position.

Why don't we make a move before it's too late?

- No, we have to wait.

- But what for?

- We've escalated the question of jurisdiction

up our chains of command.

We have to wait for an answer

to make its way back down to us.

You know, you actually should contact Defense

so they can have input into that conversation too.

- With all due respect, I don't have to call anyone

to figure out who I take my orders from.

Now, neither of you has jurisdiction over me or my team.

While I wait for orders from Special Operations Command,

perhaps we should coordinate our efforts,

try to figure out some plans for the building.

There's one scenario for a situation like this.

- Oh god, don't say it.

- Gas.

We pump a nerve agent into the ventilation system

and we knock everybody out.

- They're wearing masks, you idiot.

What if they're gas masks?

- Would that work even with so many people spread out over,

what is it, 14 floors?

- Got a better plan?

- Yeah, wait for instructions.

- Okay, we're both on the track team.

We can be out that door in five, maybe six seconds.

- It doesn't take five or six seconds to shoot someone.

- Listen, no one's paying attention to us.

They're all busy.

We've only got to worry about that guy.

And if we can overpower him or distract him, we're gone.

- How?

- What?

- I can't believe you.

- No, I just thought it might come in handy.

- To spike my drink?

- No.

Anyway, if we can slip this in his drink,

then he might be dazed long enough

for us to get out of here.

[crying]

- Hey, Paul.

You go on up.

I need to grab something from my office.

- No, I'll wait for you.

- No, no, no.

Please, it's okay.

- Are you sure?

- I'd prefer if someone was in the residency

in case something happens.

- Okay, sure.

- Oh no, it's alright, Rick.

Let her in.

Mister President, is it alright?

- Of course.

- Come on, guys.

Give me something.

Anything.

- And we stopped them getting even more publicity

by shutting down the internet.

- Can we even do that?

- Technically yes, we can.

I wouldn't be shutting the internet off

so much as disrupting it a great deal.

However, that would be extremely unconstitutional.

- So, we'll take that as a no, correct?

- Anybody got anything else?

- [Man Over Phone] Maybe the date's significant,

Mister President.

- How do you mean?

- Well, it is Saint Patrick's Day, sir.

It could be a renegade faction of the IRA.

- Okay, when I said anything, I didn't mean anything.

I mean, do you have any idea what you're talking about?

I'm Irish!

I know about Saint Patrick's Day.

So far, we've had Osama Bin Laden and the IRA.

If it was Martin Luther King Day,

I guess you would be telling me that it was the work

of a reincarnation of Malcolm X.

- Excuse me, Mister President.

- Yes, Missus Reynolds.

We value your contribution.

- Mister President, does it really matter

who the kidnappers are?

Do we really have the time to waste

trying to figure out who they are?

What if they've already booby trapped the building?

What if they've already killed Alice?

- You can't think like that.

- I can't help but think like that, sir.

That's my daughter in there.

And no one here seems to be doing a damn thing

to try to rescue her before it's too late.

- I'm just trying to understand what I'm dealing with

before I deploy any troops

and to not put Alice and the other hostages in any danger.

- That's baloney.

I only know what I've seen on the TV news,

but you seem to have spent the last five years

bellowing about the importance of making a show of strength

when your country is challenged,

yet here you sit pussyfooting around!

No, Andy, someone's got to say this.

This man is all mouth and no action.

I'm gonna make you a cast iron promise, President Carson.

If anything happens to my daughter tonight,

I'm going to make it my life's work

to make sure that history reflects the fact

that your first action on briefly taking office

was to sit around with your thumb up your ass for two hours

while you admired the word President before your name!

[dramatic orchestral music]

- Take a look at this.

This is a list of the people

the kidnappers demand to be pardoned.

Please look at the last four names.

Do they look familiar to you?

- No.

- Well, they looked familiar to me, so I Googled them.

The first two are the men who shot McKinley and Garfield.

The second two are the men

who tried to shoot FDR and Truman.

- Well, that can't be right.

- Sir, I'm afraid it is, and this is not looking good.

- So, you still think they're not jokers?

- Well, jokers or not, I want you all to listen up.

I hope we can get Alice Reynolds back in one piece and soon,

I truly do.

But I truly believe that this country

should not negotiate with terrorists, and I will not do so.

Alice Reynolds' life is fragile and precious,

but so is democratic government,

and I will not jeopardize one just to save the other.

These guys are going to have to either give themselves up

or we're going to be taking them out.

So, while hoping and praying for the best,

you all should be preparing for the worst.

If it takes a blood bath to end this thing, so be it.

That's all.

Let's get to it.

- Mister President.

- One other thing.

I'll work with you all tonight because you're all I have

and you're better than nothing,

but when the sun rises on the Carson Presidency,

I'm gonna want my own team in this office and by my side.

- Mister President.

- The Carson Presidency is just an exceptional

and temporary measure.

When this is all resolved,

you will no longer be the President.

- You can leave.

- Sir.

[dramatic orchestral music]

- I need you guys to keep the crowd behind that tape

and make sure that news crew doesn't get in my face again,

you got it?

Okay.

- Listen, we've got to stop

kicking this can down this road, okay?

Now, we know that 20 minutes ago, Alice was alive,

but what about 20 minutes from now?

Listen, my men are here.

We are ready.

We are equipped.

Lieutenant Mantoff here is a [mumbling] hostage extractor.

God damn it!

Now, I'm going to recommend to the command that we go in.

They'll probably run it by the President first,

and if he agrees--

- That's gonna delay things a little bit.

- Well, surely Carson will be in favor of us going in there.

- He's asked for more intel.

- Well, great.

We can get it for him.

We'll go in, figure out how many hostages they have,

how many terrorists they are,

whether or not they have masks.

- I'm all in favor of you guys doing

whatever it is you gotta do,

but for now, you're gonna have to conduct your intel

from outside the building.

Just see what you can find out at street level first.

Okay, maybe by then,

we'll have an answer from the White House.

- Looks like you'll have to wait a little bit longer.

- You do realize this girl's going to be dead

before too much longer, don't you?

This is a ticking time bomb, Murphy.

They gave us just three hours to meet their demands,

and so far, nothing's been done.

I don't know why I expected anything less from you,

especially after Afghanistan.

You know what?

You're not spineless.

It's worse than that.

You're still indecisive.

You're still afraid of taking responsibility

and you're nothing more than a coward.

[timer beeping]

Yes, sir.

- [Man Over Phone] Any progress?

- No.

- [Man Over Phone] What's happening?

- Well, I'm afraid the agencies on the scene

are wasting time, sir, trying to decide who's in charge.

Now, I recommend an immediate hard entry from my unit.

- [Man Over Phone] I'm with you, Lowe,

and I am pushing Carson on that.

But let me be very clear here, son.

We need direct clearance from the President.

I'm fully aware of how painfully slow

things are taking though.

In the meantime, I want you to use

that legendary charm of yours

to gain the cooperation of the other agencies involved.

You and I know that this is a Seals operation,

but make them feel involved.

- Understood, sir.

[dramatic orchestral music]

- Yes, thank you.

Look, I have to go.

I will call you back.

That would be great, thank you.

Did anything happen?

Is everything okay?

- No.

Just not used to not being able to do something.

I feel so useless, Andy.

- We all feel useless right now.

- The Admiral.

- What about him?

- He said before that there were troops at the garage.

- Yeah, there was a Navy Seals unit there

and a Delta Force unit on the way.

- Can you put me through

to the person in charge of the Seals?

- Ma'am, I--

- But please.

God, this is Alice we're talking about here.

[sighing]

- Could you patch me through to the Commander

of the Navy Seal unit at the garage?

Yes.

Yes.

This call never happened.

[phone ringing] [people chattering]

- Hello?

- [Woman On Phone] I have Andrew Whitmore on the line.

- Sure, put him through.

Whitmore, how can I help you, sir?

- No, Commander.

This is not Andrew Whitmore.

This is Rita Reynolds.

- Oh, hello, Miss Reynolds.

I'm sorry, I wasn't expecting you.

- No, I'm sorry.

I asked Andy to patch me through to you.

- I'm very sorry for what happened.

Hopefully, we can put things right for you soon, ma'am.

- What's actually happening over there, Commander?

Please be honest with me.

- Ma'am--

- Please, just tell me, Commander.

- Miss Reynolds, I just want to do my job.

With every minute that passes,

it becomes more and more difficult for me to do that.

- What if I were to ask you to take any opportunity

that presented itself to launch an assault?

Would you do it?

Commander?

Commander, I think you know under the circumstances,

we shouldn't be speaking to each other.

- Yes, ma'am, I know,

but I'm not planning on telling anybody.

- I appreciate that.

Commander, I also appreciate your honesty,

so I am going to be honest with you.

I'm not speaking to you as the First Lady.

I'm speaking to you as the mother of a hostage.

And I'm not even speaking, I'm begging.

Please, Commander,

please, if you see any opportunity to save my girl,

just take it.

- I wish it was that easy, ma'am.

- But what complicates it?

- Well, any military intervention now

needs a sign off from the President.

We're all waiting on his word.

- Please, sir.

She's my only child.

She's my little girl.

I'm absolutely desperate.

Please just save Alice, please.

Help me and help your President.

Commander?

- I'm still here, ma'am.

I'll do what I can.

- Oh, thank you.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

I don't know what else to say.

I promise you that you are your unit

will be in my and the President's thoughts and prayers.

- Thank you, ma'am.

- Anthony, take a break.

- Yes.

- Thank you so much, thank you.

- You're welcome.

It's okay.

- He said he was going to--

- You know what?

It's better for everyone

that I don't know what went on in there,

but Missus First Lady, well done.

She's lucky to have you as a mom.

- [President] Osama Bin Laden.

This is a joke, right?

- [Man Over Phone] It's a prank, sir.

The man in the security footage

must have been wearing latex fingerprints

to deliberately mislead us.

- Where the hell does someone get latex fingerprints from?

- The rest of this operation's

been so successfully run, Mister President,

I agree, it must be deliberate.

It's been designed to waste our time and resources,

and I'm afraid that's exactly what it's achieved.

- [Man Over Phone] Actually, this is the kind of thing

that we and other agencies around the world use.

We use them to disguise the fingerprints of agents

who are compromised.

Sir, this kind of technology has become so easily accessible

that everyone with the right kind of software

and specialized printers can make them.

It's a dead end.

- So, now what?

Does anybody have any bright ideas?

- Sir, I appreciate how difficult this situation is.

This has clearly been a professional operation.

It's been well planned and very well funded.

They made it effectively impossible for us to identify them

until they make contact with us,

so I'm afraid the only thing we can do is wait.

[dramatic music]

- I want you to do something for me,

but if you do, you can get out of here.

Would you like that?

Take my hand.

I'm not talking to you.

I'm talking to Polly.

Take my hand, Polly, and everything will be okay.

Come on, let's take a walk.

Atta girl.

Come on.

- Alright, so what I'm gonna do.

I'm gonna sneak up there and if you see him turn.

Babe.

- Hey, what do you think you're playing at?

- I was just trying to get something to drink.

- Trying to get yourself killed, more like.

Sit down.

Did you hear me, princess?

- Hey, man.

Take it easy.

She said she was just getting a drink.

She's just a little thirsty.

- I said sit down.

I'm warning you.

I am in no mood for games.

Just sit down and don't move.

- Did you do it?

[sighing]

[mumbling]

- This is what's gonna happen.

In a few minutes, you're gonna go just over there, okay?

When you do, we're gonna open the shutter

and then you're gonna walk slowly out.

Now, when you get outside, Polly,

you've got to give this piece of paper

to the most senior FBI agent outside.

- Yes, I can do that.

- Are we all good, Dalton?

- [Dalton] Yes, sir.

- Perfect.

We have the right woman for the job.

You take care now, Polly.

Make sure it's done.

- [Male Speaker] Someone's coming out!

- [News Reporter] A woman is exiting the parking garage

where the kidnappers

have President Paul Reynolds's daughter Alice captive.

This isn't Alice.

It has to be one of the other hostages.

Her movements are slow and deliberate,

her hands raised above her head.

The police perimeter is on high alert.

- It's alright, you're safe now.

Just keep coming towards us.

You're safe now.

It's alright.

Just keep coming towards us.

[gunshot blasting]

No!

- [News Reporter] We are sorry to have broadcast

this terrible event and apologize to you, the viewer.

The New York parking garage hostage situation

has taken a lethal turn.

- This is our opportunity, boys.

I'm not gonna miss it.

Let's go, go, go, go.

- Stop this!

We don't have authorization!

Damn it.

- [News Reporter] Reports are coming in that a combat team

has successfully entered the garage.

- Who is that?

- Hopefully there's a calvary.

[people chattering]

[melancholy orchestral music]

[timer beeping]

- One, two, three.

- Mike.

[suspenseful music]

- Testing, testing.

Nothing.

Jammed the radio, sir.

I told you, Steve, this ain't gonna be easy.

- Well, if it was easy,

they wouldn't have asked us to take care of it, sir.

We'll just have to be a bit careful.

- How astute of you.

Alright, let's do a little recon on these clowns

and then we'll determine a game plan.

Sound good?

- Agreed.

Two groups.

One up here, one down?

- Yeah, [mumbling] up here and then take the stairs.

Just check the offices, rendezvous on level six.

Sound good?

- Yes, sir.

- Gentlemen, [mumbling] deaf.

Oh ah.

- Oh ah. - Oh ah.

- Come on, Alice.

Move.

- I can't go any faster.

- Alright, Alice, we gotta keep going.

- I can't run any faster, Mike.

- Mister President.

- What is it?

- There's been some movement at the garage, sir.

A hostage has been shot.

The terrorists raised the gate

and they shot her as she walked through, sir.

- The sick sons of bitches.

Dear god.

- Also, sir.

- What?

- The Seals have entered the garage.

- They've done what?

- They snuck in before the gate was closed, sir.

- Oh, damn morons!

What the hell are they playing at?!

- Well, Mister President--

- Aren't you supposed to have your troops under control?

- Well, this action wasn't ordered, sir.

- Damn right, it wasn't.

I'm the Commander in Chief

and I'd have remembered if I'd given the order

to storm the building with all guns blazing.

Jesus Christ!

- Why is this a problem, Mister--

- It's a problem because I didn't order it.

And it's put Alice Reynolds life in even more danger.

We've already seen what this group is capable of.

They clearly won't hesitate to kill the girl

and now, we've given them provocation to do just that.

Not to mention one girl

is hardly worth risking an entire unit over.

Get them on the radio or something and order them out now!

- Yes, sir.

Right away.

[dramatic orchestral music]

- How are we doing on the bomb rigging?

- Last floor, sir.

- Good.

Hey, hey.

- Hey, where are they?

- Nate, what the hell happened?

- I don't know, I was working.

- They've gone, sir.

- I can see they've gone.

Go!

- I want a sweep of every level.

Do it now.

- Hey.

Hey, what the hell?

Are you drunk?

Is he drunk?

You just sat there whilst this happened?

Been dosed, you stupid idiot.

[gunshot blasting]

Who told you to stop working, huh?

Are we in yet, Nate,

because I swear you had a deadline to meet.

Are we in?

- No, not yet.

I'm just--

- Then find your keys faster, Nate, and get me in!

- Sure, sure.

- How much longer, Nate?

- I have to wait for them to log on.

It's gonna be soon.

- Because if they're following protocol,

we should have been in by now.

That's what should happen.

Don't say anything!

Don't say another word, Nate,

unless you're gonna tell me we're logged in.

[suspenseful music]

[timer beeping]

- Damn it. Come on.

[dramatic orchestral music]

[gunshot blasting]

- Dalton reckons that she and that boyfriend of hers

have reached level six by now.

[gunshots blasting]

- Where did he go?

[phone ringing]

- I thought I said stay off the hard lines.

- The military's in the building.

- Where?

- At ground level.

[gunshots blasting]

[timer beeping]

[loud explosion] [people crying]

- Baby, look at me.

- I can't--

- You gotta keep going, okay?

We gotta hurry, okay?

Come on.

Hey, come on.

Put your arm around me.

I got you.

Now, listen to me.

These stairs are blocked, okay?

So, we gotta go back to the--

- No, we can't go back in.

- We have to go through the garage, okay?

- After the force and volume of the detonation,

everything has now gone eerily quiet.

The explosion has obviously caused some casualties

among the law enforcement personnel

stationed outside the garage,

and paramedics are now assisting those who've been wounded.

But really, there are two big unspoken fears

on the ground here.

- Yeah, give me [mumbling].

- The first is that those troops who entered the garage

just moments before the explosion

may have been caught up in the blast.

- If they're dead, I'm responsible.

- What do you mean?

- I spoke to the Commander.

I talked him into it.

- I don't understand.

- When we came up here from the Oval Office and I said I,

I said I needed to grab something from my office.

- Yeah.

- I went back downstairs.

I had Andy patch me through

to the Commander of the Navy Seals at the garage.

- You what?

- He said nobody was doing anything.

Nobody was taking any decisions.

Every passing minute was another minute

that made it harder for his men to rescue Alice.

Now, those men.

Oh, it's all my fault.

What have I done?

- You went over my head is what you've done.

- What?

- How dare you make a decision like that.

I recused myself and five minutes later,

you're calling in the troops.

Who the hell do you think you are?

- I'm her mother and you're her father.

Stop trying to be the President.

Be Alice's father for five minutes.

Try being my husband too.

Can you manage that?

Do you have time in your schedule?

Do I have to book an appointment?

- Come on.

[faint speaking]

It's not,

it's not your fault.

It's not your fault.

You did what you thought was right at the time.

- Those Seals.

I decided that their lives were less important than Alice's.

What possible right did I have to do that?

- You did what any scared mother would do.

- Yeah, but those men probably had children too.

It's still, I played God.

I don't recognize myself any more.

Where did this arrogance come from,

this sense of entitlement?

- You didn't force those Seals into the building, Rita.

They knew the risks when they took the job.

They went into that building

'cause they thought they could help the hostages.

That's their job.

For all we know, the Seals and Alice,

all the other hostages are just fine.

Here, drink that.

- Can you call Father Thomas and have him visit?

- Why, it's after three in the morning.

- Oh, please.

It would just make me feel happier if you're here

and I could just talk with him.

- Alright, alright.

I'll talk to Andy.

I'll make sure he can get through the lock down.

- It's all such a nightmare.

I can't believe this has happened.

- Me neither.

- Hey, it's okay.

It's okay, it's okay.

Hey.

- Are you hurt?

We're alright now.

My name is Alice and this is Mike.

- Lena.

- Hi, Lena.

Do you know the building?

Do you know if there's another way out?

- There's another staircase over there.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Alice, that was close.

Wouldn't want to try explaining that to your father.

We're Navy Seals.

We're here to get you out, okay?

- Oh my god, I'm so happy to see you guys.

This is Mike.

- Hi.

- Lena.

- She works in the building.

She says she can find us a way out.

- [Seal] Oh yeah?

- If the explosion hasn't blocked the entrance,

we can go up this way.

- Okay.

- [Alice] What about the other hostages?

- Our first priority

is going to have to be to get you out, Alice.

We can take care of the other hostages

and then take care of the kidnappers

when we get some more men in here.

Let's move out.

Hey.

[gunshots blasting]

[suspenseful music]

[timer beeping]

- We really should have gone in earlier

because they had a chance to dig themselves in.

- Don't tell me what we should

and shouldn't have done earlier.

Your men caused this, General,

by failing to await my orders.

- The Mayor's just been found dead.

[sighing]

That ain't right.

The Mayor being found dead

and us not being able to get the plans

for this building on the same night.

- Send a SWAT team down to City Hall right now.

[timer beeping]

[loud explosion]

- I'm not joking, Paul.

Get out.

Get out!

You don't get to be here!

Just get out!

- Give me the password.

- I don't know the password.

- Have fun.

[dramatic orchestral music]