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you're about to be let in on the most highly classified data america holds we

have a device that can allow us to send one human being back in time

They're all in there.

Resident accounted for. Yes sir.

Hi.

Is Danny sick today?

Yeah.

Got to run.

Allison, did Rebecca just leave?

Mm -hmm.

She looked like she was in a hurry.

Damn it.

Is something wrong?

Well, I...

Ramsey,

you okay?

Apocrisy.

What? That's what's going to be this culture's downfall.

Not a threat from without.

If we can handle that, it's going to come from within.

Complete moral implosion.

Ramsey, what are you talking about?

You know the big fight next Friday night?

Yeah. Well, the fix is in.

Marcinko's going down in the first.

You're kidding me. Where'd you get this?

A buddy of mine over in the bureau. He's conducting an undercover investigation

of boxing.

It's a done deal.

Mom's going to make a killing on that one.

I don't get it. Marcinko's supposed to be Mr. Clean.

Yeah, tell me about it. He's my nephew's hero.

Now he's going to get suspended, maybe even go to jail.

I mean, what's that supposed to do to a kid in their formative years?

Yeah, well, I wouldn't worry about your nephew too much. He's always got his

uncle to look up to.

Later, Ramsey.

Yes?

Hey, can I use your phone?

Sure. No, I need to use your cell phone, the one from off base.

Why do you need to use that one?

I need to make a personal call. I don't want Ramsey listening in. You know how

he taps the phones around here. So who do you need to call that's so very

secret? My bookie.

No, really, who do you need to call?

No, really, my bookie.

So can I use it?

You know, you might want to examine your compulsion for gambling, Mr. Parker.

Really, it's a disease like alcoholism or sex addiction.

I don't have any compulsions, Miss Vukovic. I have hobbies, interests,

enjoy. Lenny, hi.

Parker, Frank Parker.

Yeah, anyway, the Marcinko -Johnson fight Friday night. I got a feeling

this one.

Lenny, Lenny, Lenny, Lenny, come on. That was last week. This week I'm good.

Yeah, that's what I'm talking about.

This fight is over before it even starts.

Marcinko's going to kill this boy.

You read horoscopes, Donovan?

What?

I was reading Marcinko's horoscope.

Is that right? Yeah, that's right. Oh, you read the horoscope? Uh -huh, and

going to be a very bad night for him. But Johnson, on the other hand, his Mars

is squaring Pluto. He's going to be a warrior.

Well, Eddie, I think Johnson has his hands real poor with Marcinko. I mean,

Marcinko is 35 and 0.

It's a mismatch, man. Johnson is a ham and egger. He doesn't stand a chance.

yeah? You want to bet?

Oh, what, you got some inside scoops?

I ain't saying nothing.

Except that I bet before.

Oh, man, you are nuts.

Pro -boxer didn't fix it anymore.

Is that right?

That's right.

There's the bell.

George Johnson taking the aggressive move right off the top.

Moving Marseille over to his corner. That's it. That's it. Shut him up.

it. That's it. Shut him up. Huh? What a take.

Son of a bitch.

No,

Ramsey.

Very funny, Ramsey.

Very funny.

Well,

thumbs up.

Yeah, I'm broke is what's up.

An NSA data analysis office in Los Angeles was bombed by person or persons

unknown. Fifteen of sixteen operatives were killed along with eight innocent

civilians. How deep was Archmore's cover?

Deep. No one outside the agency should have known about it. Why was the L .A.

office specifically targeted?

Were they working on a particularly sensitive project of some kind? Not that

know of. Like a score of other facilities, Archmore Pro said agency

transactions. Really, it was nothing more than an accountancy office.

You said fifteen of the sixteen operatives were killed.

Who's the survivor?

A computer programmer named Rebecca Rhodes, codenamed Teddy Bear. Teddy

Does she know anything?

She was conveniently outside the building when the explosion occurred,

she's disappeared, making her a prime suspect.

Has the back step been offered? The NSA panel is meeting at this moment, so I

have to believe there's more to this than meets the eye. I've got a very

feeling, yes, we will be a go.

Frank, this is the background information on Miss Rhodes. Read and

of it. The rest of us will get the device online and ready to go.

It's always processing information.

I'm amazed at all the things I think about during a single day.

I'm like that little toy bunny on TV.

My mind just keeps going and going and going.

What kind of books do you read, Miss Rhodes?

Actually, I like mysteries.

Intrigue, suspense, trying to figure out who the villain is.

Your test scores were in the highest percentile. You're obviously very

Thanks. But you prefer not to appear that way, don't you, Miss Rhodes?

What do you mean?

You seem to go to great lengths to appear almost simple.

Your basic run -of -the -mill, all -American girl.

Can we talk about your childhood?

You were raised an orphan?

Yes.

And there was trouble for you in one of the institutions you were brought up in.

Um... That wasn't a perfect situation.

I... I what?

Isn't it true you were quite a problem, John?

Then again, I guess murderers come in all shapes and sizes.

We're not sure she's guilty of anything yet. She could be dead for all we know.

There was this teacher there at the institution.

Had kind of a cruel streak.

Some things happened.

They transferred me.

Oh, poor little thing.

Abused in her youth, so now she can take it out on the world.

Hey, we got the word.

Back steps are go. You leave at dawn.

Pre -flight now.

Time to hit it, buddy.

Yeah, I'll be right there.

We're at the end of day six.

You'll be arriving back in time with just over 24 hours to operate before the

Archmore bombing.

Should be enough.

Do you have the warrant for Miss Rhodes' arrest and your NSA ID?

Yeah. Good luck, Frank. Get that little traitor and put him behind bars.

Main reactor to 100%.

All systems, we have link ring. Please canceling on.

Engage.

Isn't this supposed to get easy?

Right away. Hold on, Conundrum.

We have a condition one event. The clock is at 25 hours and counting.

Where are you, Frank?

Payphone in Los Angeles.

Are you all right?

Oh, so you do care about me. I care about the mission, Mr. Parker.

We're all ears, Frank. What's the situation?

I'm on my way to stop an NSA data analysis company called Archmorph from

blown up. Now notify the Western Region section chief. Tell him what's going on

and that I'm bringing in a suspect by the name of Rebecca Rhodes.

Oh, what's Saddam Hussein up to these days?

Oh, um, nothing good.

Well, if you need help with your data analysis, you know who to call.

I'm sorry, Rebecca.

Need to know.

No, need to keep Rebecca out of the loop.

Morning, sir.

How's that coffee? Nice and hot?

Chuck, how are you?

As you can see, I'm hard at work here.

Wait a minute.

Do I see the word zebra on your screen again? I found this check. You said I

could work on it, remember?

I've been trying to find a reason these accounts don't balance, so I started

poking around.

What I distinctly remember saying was your assigned duties come first.

But I really think there's something here.

Like unauthorized funds going into zebra.

Whatever zebra is.

Are you aware of the time?

Leaving now.

Wow. Rebecca, go.

Yes, sir.

Luther, Bradley Talmadge. The Bradley Talmadge, alive and in person?

Alas, I heard they salted you away in some mysterious research project in the

Nevada desert.

Luther, I have some rather unpleasant news, I'm afraid.

The group I'm currently working with may have uncovered a rogue agent in one of

your offices.

What are you doing snooping around my bailiwick without me knowing about it?

That's a no -no, Bradley.

Under ordinary circumstances, it would be.

You oversee a data analysis company in Los Angeles named Arch, more do you not?

Name seems to ring a bell.

Rebecca Rhodes, codenamed Teddy Bear. We think she's the probable wild card.

One of my operatives is in Los Angeles now. He has authorization to pick her

Don't even think about interrogating one of my subordinates without me being

present. Luthor, that's why I called.

Is your man bringing roads here to this local office?

Those are his orders.

Don't worry, Luther. He'll deliver us safe and sound.

Why don't you? I was, Miss Rhodes.

How do you know my name?

Frank Parker, NSA.

I have a warrant for your arrest.

Arrest for what?

I can't tell you. My order's going to bring you in for questioning. Get your

hand off me!

Do that again and I'll... What?

You can't do that.

All right, in the car.

No.

You're a good little girl, or I'll spank you. I am a good little girl. I didn't

do anything.

Save us, Rhodes.

What is it, Allison? What's the problem?

This man just grabbed Rebecca. He's handcuffed her inside a car.

That's him.

Who's the man?

Mr. Peters?

Allison?

How do you know who we are?

Frank Parker. I'm with the agency.

We have strong evidence that Archmore is targeted to be bombed within the next

24 hours.

Bombed? Where does your data come from?

The explosives may already be in place, sir. I suggest you start evacuating the

building immediately.

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

What's going on with Rebecca?

She's under arrest. Get the building cleared, Mr. Peters. Do it now.

You know damn well what happened. You moved up the timetable, didn't you? What

are you talking about?

You're crazy. Look, I didn't do this. You've got to let me go.

You can disappear like last time. Last time?

Shooting at us? They were shooting at you, teddy bear. Maybe they don't need

anymore. How do you know my company?

I'm NSA, remember?

Guess who else was NSA?

Your boyfriend over there. What a delivery guy.

I've never seen that guy before in my life.

Any idea what went wrong?

I warned Peters, walked outside, and whammo.

You still have Miss Rhodes, Frank?

Yeah. Get her to the NSA regional office immediately.

Not so fast, Tom. It was right after the explosion. Two guys started shooting at

us. I nailed one of them, but get this.

He was carrying an NSA ID, a guy named Richard Maltz. Parker, just bring the

girl in. This will all be sorted out after you come in from the cult. I don't

think so, Ramsey. I don't trust NSA right now. Frank.

No, listen to me. Something's wrong.

The deal is I hand over Teddy Bear to you and you only. Now fire up the Gulf

Stream and meet me in Los Angeles.

Look, Parker, this is no time for games.

Yeah, well, tell that to the people who just died at Archmore.

I'll call you in two hours with a meeting place. That should give you

time to get here.

Parker.

Damn.

I promise to behave when you take these off.

I disagree.

Parker's been very solid.

Parker's a con man, Isaac.

He likes booze and broads. He's up to his ass in debt.

And this teddy bear probably offered him some cash and cocktails and her hot

little bod, and he helped her get away. That's enough, Nate. If Parker is

protecting Miss Rhodes, he must have a good reason.

I agree, but that doesn't mean I have to like the way he's handling it.

Good. Put him through.

Luther?

I'm returning your call, Bradley. This better be good. I'm having a very bad

day. Archmore wasn't supposed to be blown up until tomorrow.

How the hell did you know that?

Isn't this the point at which we're supposed to share our resources?

I can't divulge the source of our information.

Well, we'll see what the director has to say about that. Where's Teddy Bear now?

Our operative has her in hand.

What's his name?

Frank Parker.

They on their way to this office now?

There are a couple of complications, Luther. Parker had a shootout with two

One of them carrying NSA identification in the name of Richard Maltz, one of

yours. Do you know him?

I have 600 people in this region in 11 different compartments. I'll check into

it. Well, Parker will only hand the girl over to me. I'm on my way to L .A. now.

I want to be there, Bradley.

Meet me at Van Nuys Airport at 1 o 'clock. Parker will have called in with

rendezvous point by then.

I want our files on an operative named Richard Maltz.

Now, go.

What are you doing? Why aren't you taking me in?

I need to kill some time. You like dogs?

Hey, kid.

Come here.

Hey. We'll take a couple of hot dogs, a couple of bags of chips, and two colas.

He's kidnapped me. Go call the police. Don't call the police. She's my

You guys are into kinky sex, aren't you?

Do you mind getting an order?

What did you mean when you said you wouldn't let me disappear like the last

time? What last time?

You must have misheard me.

Why are you being so mysterious?

Thought you loved mysteries.

Intrigue, suspense, trying to figure out who the villain is.

That's from my interview.

Part of my homework. Look, we had prior knowledge Archmore was going to be here,

but we thought it was going to be tomorrow, not today.

That's why you accused me of moving up the timetable.

So where were you going when I ran into you outside Archmore?

It was my week to do the lunch run.

I was on my way to pick up everyone's order.

Look, I've only been working at Archmore a little over six months, entry -level

computer stuff.

But everyone was pretty great to me.

I'm going to miss them.

Was the office working on anything particularly sensitive or restricted?

This thing called Project Zebra.

But I only glanced at it before Chuck sent me out and I ran into you.

Look, I don't know what happened back there, but I'm going to make sure you

inside the agency where you'll be safe.

Are you sure?

That's them.

Do you know who they are?

One of them's my boss, Bradley Thomas. The other one's a jerk named Ramsey, the

third guy I've never seen before.

Must be a local NSA.

What should we do now?

I escort you out there.

Turn you over.

I guess this is goodbye then.

I think we can finally dispense with these.

Where are they, Bradley?

They'll be here.

We love it when amateurs play spy games.

Frank Parker isn't an amateur.

There they are. About time.

Who's your friend, Bradley?

This is Luther Gannon, NSA Western Regional Director. Just turn her over,

Come on, Parker, before you embarrass yourself any further.

Let's go.

Nice and slow.

Sign of the gunman. Found the spin shells up there on the ledge. 7 .62x54s.

Don't see these babies much. They come from a Russian sniper rifle. Yeah,

Draganov, I know. What are we talking about here? Who'd use such a weapon?

I don't know, but here's what we're gonna do. I'll tell you what you're

do, cowboy. You're gonna keep your mouth shut and stay out of my team's way.

What the hell is going on here, Bradley? Your boy Parker nearly got us killed.

I don't believe they were shooting at my boy Parker. I think they were shooting

at your Miss Rhodes.

Someone besides us knew about this meeting, which means you've got a leak

your department somewhere.

Maybe there's a leak on your side. I did some checking up on Frank Parker. It

seems he spent almost a year in your company's mental institution.

He's the best there is. Really? Who else you got in the field? Charlie Manson?

Now, look, this is my turf, and from now on, this is my show. I'm putting out an

APB and a hard target search on those two, and I guarantee I will find them,

I will squeeze them until I get some answers. I said, what the hell is going

here?

Well, that's it, sir. I can't work with that clown.

I'll go my own way.

Alanis Morissette.

Alanis Morissette.

What about Alanis Morissette?

I've always loved her name. It's a lot better than Rebecca Rose. Here, drink

this. It'll help with the pain.

Oh, God.

First you get me shot, then you try to poison me. It'll put hairs on your

Oh, just what I need.

Can't we go to a hospital or a clinic?

The bleeding stopped.

Looks like a flesh wound. You will lock me.

I just wanted to say that I'm sorry you're in this mess.

It's not your fault. You saved my life.

Twice. No, it's my job.

Valley Police and the FBI are asking the public's help in finding this couple

who allegedly robbed the bank in Van Nuys earlier today.

Bank robbers?

What?

Who did this?

The agency, they obviously don't like us running around in a room. Let me look

at this.

I just tore some skin.

I'll have it fixed up in no time.

Great.

So now the whole entire world's looking for us. Basically, yeah.

And when they find us, they'll turn us over to who?

Somebody from the NSA who wants to kill us?

I've been thinking about Zebra. Hold still.

Ow! Sorry.

Have another drink.

Maybe I'll have one more.

Maybe not.

Maybe not.

It's time we get you some air, young lady.

Come on. Okay.

Whoa. Hey, there, tough girl. Nice and slow.

Feeling better?

Not bad.

Not bad at all.

You never should have been admitted into the NSA in the first place, should you?

Is that a question?

I read your file. I know you were an orphan.

It also said that between the ages of 13 and 17, you lived with your foster

parents, the Parkinsons.

Yeah? Well, I did a little more research.

It turns out the Parkinsons only took in boys.

Never adopted a girl, not once.

What do you want me to say?

You lied to the NSA about your background. I want the truth.

Okay.

At age 13, I started growing breasts, which caught the attention of one of my

teachers at the orphanage in Pittsburgh.

But you probably already know that.

That was a real creep.

Name of Ted Sandmore.

Started making these nasty little comments to me.

Started arranging these meetings so the two of us could be alone.

And... Yeah.

So one night I set fire to his room.

While he was in it.

I couldn't tell the NSA about that.

I wouldn't have gotten clearance.

So what happened after you left the orphanage?

I left the street.

Alone.

Got... Well, I got caught up in some weird situations and made some mistakes.

More things I didn't want to talk to the NSA about.

Yeah, I made some mistakes growing up.

Not like me, I'm afraid.

When you've got no parents and no one really cares, things happen.

Sure, things happen and then you join something.

An outfit like the NSA or the military.

Hoping you'll find a family that you can belong to.

What?

You're an orphan too.

Agent Gladstone?

Uh, yeah.

I'm Nathan Ramsey, Special Affairs.

Uh, yes, sir.

So you knew Agent Maltz, the man who was killed yesterday, didn't you?

Yes, sir.

Did he go in much for Halloween?

Sir. Well, he was found outside Archmoor wearing some sort of a water delivery

getup. Now, in my book, that places him as the guy who delivered the explosives

that took down the place. Yeah, and how do you come by that?

Well, let's just call it a gut instinct.

Tell me about Maltz.

Well, he was in my unit, but I wouldn't say I knew him.

The man you should talk to is Agent Cotter.

They work together on special assignments.

And where's Cotter? Oh, don't tell me. Special assignment, right?

So tell me again what you saw in the zebra file.

Numbers with lots of zeros, some dates, and letters that could have been a code.

After the dates?

After the numbers, I think.

And B.

Or G or P.

Mean anything to you? It means we gotta get access to the file again. You think

you can do it from outside the agency?

Get me on the net and we'll find out.

Hi. Can I help you?

Yeah. Duncan, we're in the market for a new computer.

Something fast with lots of memory.

Great. What sort of price range did you have in mind? I'm not worried about

price. You'll probably have to show him every system you have. He has the worst

time making up his mind.

So what's that game you're playing now? It looks really cool. Check it out. All

you have to do is take the spider test.

She's hacking in from a computer store.

You just couldn't stay away, could you?

I got her.

We'll take care of them ourselves.

I'm knocking at your door, Debra. I'm gonna get in somehow.

Man, you are top gun. Take over.

What? Come on.

Take it. I got a chance to move away.

Hey.

I'm not moving.

It's taking so long.

They've put up more security barriers.

Well, they could be tracking us, so hurry up.

woman here maybe a man with her yes they're right over

did zebra mean anything more to you this time oh how about you

those numbers that's money lots of it how'd you figure that out because it's

nb it's nd d as in dog serbian dinar it's all connected to the zebra thing

it could someone be paying off the serbians with their own currency wasn't

payoff it was coded as income

Here we go.

Here

we

go. Cotter and Maltz. Six secured clearance assignments within the past

months. Who authorized them?

Codename Curator.

Find out who Curator is.

Can't do it. Not in any file anywhere.

Searched everything.

Are you okay?

Don't worry. Everything's under control.

This mouse needs some cleaning.

You're NSA, right?

Yeah. Who you working for?

Curator. What's his real name?

I don't know.

I swear.

This curator.

You ordered the bombing of Archibald, right? Yeah. Why?

Why?

Projects. A file from the central computer.

A highly classified undercover operation the curator was heading.

Zebra.

What's this Project Zebra? Tell me!

The curator got a hold of some plutonium. He's selling it to the

bidders. Like who?

Like the Serb, among others.

When's the next delivery going to be made?

Who's asking the questions here?

When's the next delivery going to be made? Tonight.

Dead pay group.

Brother leaves from Greencastle at midnight.

See how much easier it is when we all cooperate?

What'd you do that for? 23 people dead.

Or have you already forgotten?

All the people I can spare on the street right now, we need to call in some

overdue bills from our pals at the FBI, maybe even the L .A. County Sheriff's. I

need to know what's going on, and to do that, we have to get those people found.

Now, go.

Where the hell is Ramsey?

He may be a jerk, but at least he's a body.

Must be pursuing his own lead through CIA channels.

I told you, Bradley, this is my investigation now.

Talk to me.

It's our boy now.

Go ahead, Parker.

I'm here with Talmadge. You can speak, Frank.

Don't bother. tracing this. And no, we're not coming in until we know

what's going on.

Be at Greencastle Shipping, San Pedro, as soon as you can. And Talmadge, get in

touch with Donovan.

Have him bring a SEAL team to the party.

You need a cell phone. Yeah, they keep burning up during the trips. During what

trips? He's concise. I'll give him that.

Yeah. I'll set things up on my end. You reel in Ramsey. I don't need any loose

cannons out there screwing things up.

Whatever you say, Luther.

Hey! Hey, Lenny, listen, that Marcinko Johnson fight Friday night.

Marcinko, of course. What do you take me for, some kind of fool?

You shouldn't have talked.

In the meantime, vacuum this entire condo. Find me a Rolodex, a computer, a

dress book, a pack of matches, anything.

So that's the curator.

We'll find out as soon as Donovan gets here with his SEAL buddies.

You're a fascinating person, you know that?

What are you talking about?

Most of the orphans I know are pretty screwed up.

You're not.

You're really good at taking care of yourself.

Stay here. I'm going to get a closer look.

Where the hell is Donovan?

Why are we stopping here? Where are your men?

There are no men.

No one's coming.

Ever thought about our retirement package, Bradley?

After all the years we put in.

Marriages that cost us.

Kids we hardly knew.

It's a damn shame.

You son of a bitch.

You're gonna get away.

Well, we have to do something.

We are not gonna do anything. You're gonna stay here.

I'm gonna try and stop that boat.

So, you're a curator.

I was blind, Frank. I'm sorry. I should have suspected it.

Even the best of us get fooled sometimes, sir. It's a cruel life.

We all have to take care of ourselves.

Yeah, we were just talking about that.

Make sure no one will find the bodies.

Everyone drop your weapons. Nobody move.

Well, well, well, Cannon.

You like the way I operate now, cowboy?

Rebecca?

We finally received word about Miss Rhodes.

Her real name was Tatyana Zinkovskaya.

It appears Miss Zinkovskaya was actually a Russian sleeper all along.

That's why her background information didn't add up.

She'd lived in this country for three years as Rebecca Rhodes before finally

securing her assignment as a high -security computer programmer at

The Russians felt it was too dangerous to leave her in place after the Gannon

fiasco, so they called her home to Moscow.

Miss Rhodes, Miss Zinkovskaya sent you something.

Push play.

Hello, Parker.

By now you should know I'm not really Rebecca Rhodes or Teddy Bear. The Teddy

Bear is really the big Russian bear.

I'm sorry I left you at the shipping dock, but I didn't really have any other

choice. At first, I thought I could somehow preserve my position inside the

but with all that happened, my superiors convinced me otherwise.

I still find myself thinking about you.

Out of the many tissues of lies that made up Rebecca Rhodes, there was one

truth.

I really am an orphan.

From Smolensk, not Pittsburgh. And there really was a Ted Sandmore, but his name

was Alexander Sinitsky.

Oh, also, I certainly had nothing to do with selling Serbs plutonium.

We wouldn't want them to have it any more than you would.

Despite our obvious political differences, I think you're very

Beneath that tough, crazy exterior.

I suspect there's a very nice man.