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WOMAN:
Colonel MacKenzie,
Commander Rabb,

why is the Maravalis case
still on my docket?

The Lieutenant pled
guilty to larceny

and conduct unbecoming...
a month ago.

Sentencing has been
continued twice.

The Lieutenant agreed to make
full restitution

for 60 two-carat synthetic
diamonds which he stole

from the Naval Research
Laboratory.

Has he done so?

Ma'am, the defendant sold
36 of the diamonds

and deposited the money
in an offshore bank account.

It has taken a little longer
than anticipated

to get that money back.

But it's here now?

As of this morning,
yes, ma'am.

And the 24 remaining
diamonds?

Also at the bank, Your Honor,
in a safe deposit box.

Lieutenant Maravalis
has given us power of attorney.

We'll collect the diamonds
and a cashier's check
this afternoon,

wrap the case up
by tomorrow.

See that it happens.

Mac, they're going
to be there.

What do you think, he lied
at his pre-trial agreement?

He's not that stupid.
Yeah, maybe not.

but I'll just feel
better when the diamonds
are secured.

Ever since Van Duyn
went missing...

The diamond expert?

He's in the CIA, Mac.

You don't know
that he's missing,

you just don't know
where he is.

I've just got
a feeling, Harm.

Something's gone wrong.

Another premonition, huh?

They're there.

I'll see you
at the bank.

[ clicking]

[ explosion ]

[ yells]

Harm?!

[ no audio]

What?

[ no audio]

[ muffled]:
I can't hear you.

[ muffled]:
I can't hear anything.

[ opening theme music playing ]

Commander Rabb will be in
the hospital overnight

for observation.

He's lost his hearing,
but it should be temporary.

Any idea what
happened, Mac?

The car's battery blew up
in his face.

He's lucky he didn't get
acid in his eyes.

The final sentencing
on the Maravalis case

is scheduled for tomorrow.

Lieutenant, you sit second chair
so you can cover for Rabb.

Shouldn't we wait until
he returns, sir?

Is there a problem?

No. No, sir.

I'm just not up to speed
on the case.

I'll fill you in
this afternoon.

It should be
strictly routine.

Good.

Commander, I'd appreciate it
if you'd drop by the hospital

and get a list from Rabb
of what needs to be covered

in the next
48 hours.
Yes, sir.

Dismissed.
Aye, sir.

Coates...
I want you to...

Send flowers, sir,
or balloons?

No... yes...

whatever.

MAN [ over P. A. ]:
Captain O' Roark,
to surgical pre-op.

Hello, Commander.

TURNER:Harm.

[ loudly]
Hey, guys.

Don't have
to shout, sir.

How you doing, buddy?

[ loudly]:
How you feeling?

I can't hear anything.

It's frustrating.

TURNER:
I have an idea.

Have a seat.

Jennifer, we need
to talk about Mattie.

I can hear you
just fine, sir.

Yeah, I feel fine,
but we got to come up

with a cover story for
the next day or two.

Nice.

For us, actually.

Was I shouting?

I could use some help, sir.

The Commander doesn't want
to tell Mattie

he's in the hospital.

I can't...

Can't hear anything.

It's driving me nuts.

Look, Mattie already
lost her mother.

And she has her father
to worry about now.

I don't want her to have
to worry about me too, you know?

"Lies equal
bad parenting."

I'll call her.

[ dial tone]

[ laughing]

Paperwork seems to be
in order.

Power of attorney, authorization
to close the account,

court order to open
the safe deposit box.

May I ask why

Lieutenant Maravalis isn't
here in person?

He's in a Navy brig.

Oh, well, that's a good reason.

ROBERTS:
I'll be representing him

in this matter, ma'am.

Then I think you can sign
these forms, Lieutenant.

This is for
the safe deposit box.

Thank you.

And this is for
the cashier's check.

And the check for $110,000.

Now, if you'll give me a minute,

then we can go
and open the box.

I thought he had a million
in diamonds, ma'am.

A million in retail.

Lieutenant Maravalis had
to fence the stones

and take what he could get.

Ma'am, how long has
the Lieutenant been in custody?

A little over a month.

Well, somebody's been into
the safe deposit box

since then, ma'am.

Van Duyn had access
to this box?

He's been missing
for three weeks.

He was here two weeks ago.

We can go
into the vault now.

There you go.

I'll give you
some privacy.

Thank you.

It's empty.

Judge Helfman is not
going to be happy about this.

We've got much bigger
problems than Judge
Helfman, Bud.

Harm?

Oh, right, you can't hear me.

Hey, God...

you see this guy here?

Harmon Rabb, Jr.

I sure hope you do a little
better job looking out for him,

because he's the best thing

I've got going in
my life right now.

And sometimes it seems

like the things
I care most about

get taken away from me.

My mom's up there
with you somewhere.

Maybe you could tell her
I love her.

And I miss her.

I wish she was
still here.

Hey.

Could you hear that?

Who you talking to?

No one.

That's a pretty long
conversation for no one.

I was praying.

For me?

Mattie, I got temporary
hearing loss.

It'll be back
in a day or so.

How was school?

No school tomorrow?

Why?

To take care of me?

Says who?

Do not.

Do not.

MacKENZIE:
What the hell were you
thinking?!

Your plea agreement just
went out the window.

You think five years
is a long time?

Now it's ten.

Talk to me.
Why was a CIA agent's name

on the signature card
of your safe deposit box?

And why didn't
you tell the court?

I couldn't.
MacKENZIE:
Why not?

Because Van Duyn was the one
buying the diamonds from me.

You were selling diamonds
to the CIA?

No, ma'am.
Van Duyn was on his own.

He was reselling the diamonds.

To people he said
would kill him
if his cover was blown.

What people?

I don't know, ma'am.
I didn't want to know.

Van Duyn said if I didn't cop
to the lesser charge,

if I brought
him into it,

I'd be tried for treason.

Treason?

Terrorists buy weapons
with diamonds.

That was Sadik Fahd's
specialty.

Colonel, I would have
quit if I could, believe me.

Ask Van Duyn.

Maybe he's still got the stones.

Agent Van Duyn has disappeared.

MAN:
The CIA does not discuss

the whereabouts of its
employees, Colonel MacKenzie.

You think
I don't know that?

I'm dating one
of your agents.

Or at least I would be,
if he was ever here.

You work with Agent Webb
in Paraguay was outstanding.

That's why I agreed
to see you.

It's a shame
Sadik Fahd got away.

Where is Agent Webb?

Oh, he's safe.
He's busy.

More than that,
I can't tell you.

Well, then, tell me this:

Is Agent Van Duyn missing,

or are you just not
telling me where he is?

That's classified, Colonel.

Don't give me that.

The location of your bathroom
is probably classified.

I warned the agency
about Van Duyn a month ago.

That warning never
trickled up to me.

24 absolutely perfect
two-karat diamonds

are unaccounted for.

That's terrorist currency

worth a million dollars
on the open market.

And Van Duyn was the last
person to have them.

I share your concern
about the diamonds.

And if I bring you in
on the Van Duyn case...

Oh, so there is a case.

I want to
know immediately

when you find them.

Or if you don't.

Agent Van Duyn is dead.

We found his body in his
apartment two days ago.

But no diamonds?

We weren't aware
he had any.

Passed them on
already.

It's possible he may not have.

What makes you say that?

Agent Van Duyn was
tortured to death.

Remember I told you
I never wanted

to find out what if feels like
to be tortured by the enemy?

Frankly, I couldn't
understand why, until now.

And he wasn't entrusted

with the kind of secrets
you die to protect.

But I didn't know
about the diamonds.

It is possible he died

for not revealing
where they are.

What aren't you telling me?

Quite a lot, I'm sure.
Excuse me.

But there's something else
worrying you.

Oh, there's always a lot
of chatter on our networks.

About what,
something big for sale?

Something you can buy
with diamonds?

Something chemical...

biological...

nuclear?

I just want to find
those diamonds, Colonel.

[ loud rock music playing]

Oh. Hi, Mac.
Hey, good morning, Mattie.

I was looking for Harm.
He's in there.

His hearing's starting
to come back.

Door's unlocked.
Thanks.

[ loud music playing]
Harm?

[ louder]:
Harm?

Well, hey.

I-I didn't hear you
come in.

I could be Godzilla,
and you wouldn't hear me.

[ shouts]:
Do you mind if
I turn it down?

What?

[ turns down volume]

Can you hear me at all?

[ shouting]:
Yeah, yeah, I can hear you
if you'd speak up.

The diamonds weren't there.

Well, chalk one up
for premonitions.

Van Duyn was murdered.

Make that two.

Slowly. He was
tortured to death.

Wow, better
make that three.
Remember what you said

when we lost Sadik
Fahd in Paraguay?

That we'd see him again

when he came to kill us?

I think he's here, Harm,
and this time the stakes

are a lot bigger
than Stinger missiles.

He's not the only terrorist

who deals in torture
and diamonds, Mac.

I think you're jumping
to conclusions.

What about your car?

It could've been
any number of things:
a cracked battery

could cause an explosion.

You think Sadik did it.

It doesn't look like
a coincidence to me.

[ sighs]

You know, I-I don't know him
as well as you do, Mac,

but what I do know
about him...

You okay?

Yeah, I-I'm,
uh... whoa...

a little dizzy.

Inner ear... thing.

Listen, what I do
know of Sadik,
he's pretty thorough,

so if he wanted
me killed, I would
already be dead.

Yeah, maybe
he just wanted you
out of the picture.

Have you talked
to Webb about this?

On assignment.
Undisclosed location.

That's a hell of a boyfriend
you picked yourself there.

Don't be so happy about it.

Stay for lunch, Mac?
I made some extra sandwiches.

No, thanks, Mattie.
I have to get back
to the office.

Take care of him
for me, will you?

You two talking
about me?

[ music continues quietly]

I'm not hungry, Mattie.

Mattie says eat.

You wanted to see me, ma'am?

I think I know where
the diamonds are, Bud.

Well, I guess that's
good news, ma'am.

I've been looking
through the dossier
Van Duyn gave me

on Lieutenant Maravalis.

The CIA doesn't operate
inside the country, right?

Wrong. They
were following
him for months.

Van Duyn knew
everything there was to
know about Maravalis--

the health club
he belonged to,

where he got his hair cut,
even the combination

of the locker he
kept at the place he
bought his cigars.

And?

I think that might be
where the diamonds are.

Well, I suppose
that's possible...

I want to look inside
that locker, Bud,

but I can't do
it by myself.

You've got the
power of attorney.

Now, if the diamonds
arethere, I need you

to keep the chain
of custody.

Look, this is a private club.

I don't know if I can allow you
just to walk in...

You afraid that
we're going

to find something
that we shouldn't?

Like Cuban cigars?

We're not responsible
for what members keep
in their locker.

Look, we're not with Customs.

We don't care
what your members smoke

or where they got them.

Although, we could go
and get a court order.

And let Customs know,
so they don't have to
come back later,

'cause that's
pretty inconvenient.

Okay. All right.

I'm gonna trust you.

I think we found them.

[ gasps softly]

Beautiful, isn't it?

It's amazing-- spend
a few billion years

in the bowels of the earth,
or a few days

at the Naval Research
Laboratory,

and pure carbon
turns into that.

Here, hold out your hand.

There should be
24 of them.

19 are missing.

[ mellow Persian music
playing ]

[ music continues]

Ah.

Uh, w-would you
prefer to sit inside?

No, no, I prefer to smoke.

This.
Ah.

[ groans]

[ people speaking Farsi nearby]

[ grunts softly]

Uh, you had a
good day, I hope?

A very good day,
young Fardad.

My business here
is nearly finished.

Then I am glad for you,

although, uh, sad
if you have to go.

You are very kind.

But I'm sure it's been
an imposition, no?

Having a stranger

stay with you.

Businessman from Tehran,
a... friend of my family,

is no stranger to me.

You are sweet boy.

[ lively Middle-Eastern music
begins]

[ woman singing in Farsi]

Ah, please excuse
one moment.

I must make a call.

[ phone ringing]

Hello?

[ Middle-Eastern music
playing over phone]

Who is this?

[ music continues]

[ Fahd speaking Arabic]

I don't speak Arabic.

[ Fahd speaking Farsi]

No, I'd prefer to speak English.

But you do speak Farsi--

something you neglected
to tell me

during our time together
in the Chaco Boreal.

Woman, stand up!

You defile motherhood.

Where are you?

Near. Very near.

Near enough to have
killed Van Duyn?

He broke his word,
betrayed my cause.

His greed cost him
his life.

But I did not call
about Van Duyn.

It's good to hear
your voice, Sarah.

Are you surprised
to hear mine?

Why are you calling me?

Well, I thought
you might enjoy

some music from our part
of the world.

It seems we share
a common heritage.

Oh, by the way,
how did you like

the gifts I left
for you?

A small token
of my esteem,

as they like to say
in the West.

You can stuff the
clichés, Sadik.

We both know diamonds
are your specialty.

What do you
want with me?

I have...

great admiration
for you, Sarah.

Which is why you
almost tortured me
to death in Paraguay?

Yes, well, that was
distressing circumstance.

You see, at that time,
I was still confusing
you with the enemy.

I am truly sorry.

Sorry?

Except for the fact

that it allowed me
to see

the great strength
of your heart, yes.

I would like
to make it up to you.

How?

[ chuckles]:
To be honest,
I'm not entirely sure.

You were incredibly brave
in Paraguay, Sarah,

more than any woman
and most men that
I have ever known.

And when I saw you again
in the cigar store today...

What are you saying?
I don't understand.

All I know is,
in our souls

we are more alike
than we are different.

We are both warriors;
we are both impassioned.

I feel...

Perhaps we will talk
again... soon.

[ woman continues singing]

[ dial tone droning]

[ loudly]:
"Duh" is not a word.

Well, you don't have
to shout about it.

Was I shouting?

Duh.
Duh.

[ knocking]
I'll get it.

You'll get what?

Oh, hey.MacKENZIE:
Hi, Mattie.

How's it going?
Good.

Uh, Jennifer, I need
to speak with Harm, alone.

Yes, ma'am.

What's up?

I was right.

Sadik's here, in DC.

Did you hear that?

Yeah, I-I heard you.
Are you sure?

[ sighs]:
He called me
at my house

two hours ago.

And he killed Van Duyn.

Where'd you get these?
CIA.

Are they on him?

They will be.

Well...

what do you want me to do?

Be careful-- he may
not look like any
of these pictures.

You're the one who needs
to be careful, Mac.

Believe me, I am.

He knows
your phone number,

he knows where you live.

I have this
creepy feeling

that he's... he's studying me.

He wants to get you
on your own.

He's daring you
to get closer to him.

Yeah, but why
would he do that?

It doesn't make sense.

He's seducing you.

What?

He's forced you
to think about him.

He wants something
from you, Mac,

and he just may have found
your weakness.

What weakness?

You want to know
what he's up to.

So that way,
he uses your intelligence

against you.

Where are you going now, Mac?
I'm coming with you.

You can't help, Harm.

Frankly, you're
still a liability.

Be careful.

FAHD:
I feel as if
we are in Tehran.

I wish we were.
I've never been there.

When the Shah fell...

Of course.

Your family had
to flee the country.

Such a tragedy.

Happily, they were able

to take their
wealth with them.

Thanks to Allah,
all praise be unto Him.

Do you know this place,
this, this nightclub?

Yes, it's very popular.

Perhaps, later tonight,
we can go there together.

Perhaps we will.

[ speaks in foreign language ]

Perhaps we will.

♪ If all of my "no's"
had been kisses ♪

♪ Where would my path
have led? ♪

♪ I confess that unless
I miss my guess ♪

♪ I'd be someplace else
instead... ♪

As you were.

Varese?

Yes, sir.

Live from Kansas City,
Missouri, second set.

She leaves her cell
phone on so I can hear.

Very romantic.

Yes, sir.

CHEGWIDDEN:
I need to talk to you

about the Maravalis case.

The convening authority
has decided

to bring new charges
against Lieutenant Maravalis.

Commander, I want you
to take over the prosecution.

Take over for Colonel Mackenzie,
sir?

Mac is going to be a witness
for the prosecution.

She has new evidence
to support the charge

of aiding the enemy
in a time of war.

Is this going to be
a capital case, sir?

Depends on what the
prosecution recommends.

Does the convening authority
want the death penalty, sir?

I would say he is so inclined.

I have to study the case and
consult with Colonel Mackenzie.

Bring it up
to Judge Helfman.

You're due in her court
ten-hundred tomorrow. Night.

Good night, sir.

Good night, sir.

Well, I've never defended

a death penalty case,
so good night, sir.

[ singing in Farsi]

[ singing continues]

[ singing continues]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Fardad, how do I look?

No, how do I look?

Surprise.

I don't believe it.

Transformation, eh?

You're not the same person.

Oh, but I am.

Very much so.

Then you must be
a chameleon.

A lynx.

Huh?

My name in Arabic
means lynx.

But your name is...

It's Fahd.

Sadik Fahd.

[ bones crack]

[ phone rings]

Hello.

Hello?

[ speaks Arabic]

Do you know
what that means?

I told you I don't speak Arabic.

It means "Islam
is the solution."

I'm sure it is for many.

Where are you?

Exactly where I need to be.

The question, Sarah,
is where are you?

You know, I'm getting bored
with these games, Sadik.

Then I apologize.

There were matters
I had to attend to,

but now you have
my full attention.

I've seen what
your full attention is like.

You misunderstand.

You have been pervasively
in my thoughts.

We do have
much in common.

We have only one thing
in common.

We both intend
to kill each other.

No, no, I have absolutely

no desire to kill you.

Then we have nothing
in common.

We are both far
from our country,

cut off from our roots
and our traditions,

existing in a world
not meant for us.

I was born here, Sadik.

This ismy country.

It is only to be expected
that you think that.

But your grandmother Fatemeh
taught you the Koran.

The holy words resonate
within you,

even though you
can't feel them,

and the Persian music,
I'm sure it speaks to you.

You know all this...

I do, Sarah. I sensed
it in you in Paraguay.

You were with men
who are weak,

but their weakness
is not your weakness.

In you, there is strength

and a wisdom that even
you don't recognize.

Ah, I suppose I should say
I'm flattered.

The truth is
not flattery.

I don't think
you'd know the truth

if it appeared to you
in a tongue of flame.

[ disconnects]

Hello?

[ Swedish accent]:
Excuse me.

Are you expecting someone?

No.

Then perhaps you will
not mind if I use
this chair?

Sure.

[ phone rings]

Yes?

Are you alone, Sarah?

I'm in a public place.

Yes, I know,

but are you here alone?

Yes.

Very impressive, Sadik.

Thank you.

Remove the battery
from your cellular phone.

Put the phone
and the battery
in your purse,

pay your bill

and get up
from the table.

Keep walking.
Don't look at me.

It's not an ambush.

I told you
I came alone.

You do have courage.

What did you expect?

I'm a United States Marine.

It's exactly
what I expected.

I appreciate
the Marine mentality.

[ pop music plays ]

Look at these people.
Tell me what you see.

They look like kids
who want to have a good time.

To me, they look like
the walking dead.

Give me your purse.
Take off your coat.

Thank you.

Is this your only weapon?

Do you see any place
I could hide one?

Don't you want
to search me?

Lower your arms.

Try to behave
with the dignity

I'm sure your grandmother had.

You wouldn't have liked
my grandmother, Sadik.

She refused to wear the hejab.

And she would've
been very proud

that an Iranian woman,
a Muslim,

accepted the Nobel Peace Prize
last year

without wearing the head scarf.

An atrocity.

An insult to the
devout of Islam.

What you did to Van Duyn
was an atrocity.

That is the future.

Ah, yes.

You wish for equality
between men and women.

Well, now see where

that equality
has gotten you, Sarah?

There is no man here
to protect you,

because you've stepped out
of your place in society.

If I'm so unprotected,

why are you holding
the gun on me?

Do I have the right
to use the bathroom?

Another atrocity?

A martyr.

It seems
it was his time.

Oh, and that's
for you to decide?

The bathroom is there.

Leave the door open.

VOICE MAIL:
Leave your message
after the tone.

Hey, Mike, this is Bud.

Look, there's no way
that you're not there

at this time of night.

Hello?

Damn it, Mike, pick up!

I need to talk to you.

[ beep]

Okay.

[ dialing]

[ phone rings]

Hello.
ROBERTS: It's Bud.

Hey, Bud.

Yeah, hey.

Yeah. No, I feel
great now!

Yeah, back
in the game.

This case is overwhelming.

Well, I'd feel
the same way, Bud.

Nobody takes
the death penalty lightly.

Well, listen, I'll be back
in the office tomorrow.

We can work on it
together, all right?

[ dance music pounding]

Look down there at
the decadence of that place.

Do you approve
of the drinking?

The drugs?

I approve of their freedom
to choose.

To me, they are worse
than infidels.

They have strayed

from the path and
lost their faith.

What are you here for, Sadik?

Twenty-five years ago
this month.

Does that mean
anything to you?

Twenty-five years...

The Iranian Revolution.

The fall of the Shah
and the Peacock Throne.

Very good.

When I was
nine years old,

I saw Ruhollah
Khomeini in person

and a vision opened up within me
of a world of justice

and peace, Sarah,
under Islam.

And a few months later,

my father was murdered

at the hands of
the Shah's secret police.

And I found myself walking
the streets of Tehran alone,

past the people
in their rich attire

in their Mercedes,
and their nightclubs.

And you hated them.

40 days after
my father was killed,

again I was in the streets,
but this time,

I was in the vanguard
of a great army.

Tehran was in flames.

The war had begun.

And now the armies in Tehran

are pro-Western,
and want reform.

Time and history
are against you.

Your sense of history
is shortsighted.

Would you like to know
the secret
of America's downfall?

Here, everything
is for sale.

Your government
goes to the Middle East

to look for weapons
of mass destruction.

Everyone knows
the weapons are here,

and, like everything else,

they can be bought here.

And diamonds are
better than money.

Greed is the one
human weakness

that can always be exploited.

Are you above greed?

Is there anything
that you would give up
your jihad for?

Are you making me
an offer, Sarah?

Do I have something
you want?

You are an intelligent,
beautiful woman.

All men want...

All men want what?

What their mothers
could never give them.

What do you want?

I want...

tea.

Make it for me.

Like a good Muslim woman.

So what's next, Sadik,
convert me to Islam?

You revealed yourself to me

when we were
in Paraguay, Sarah.

You were pretending
to be a man's wife,

pretending to carry
a child.

But when I saw
through the illusion,

I realized
you are pretending

to be a woman.

You are without
a husband,

without children.

You live a barren life
in a prison of fear.

And you've come
to set me free.

I have helped many
others to understand

that only in Islam
can you be truly free.

Free to do what?

Cover every inch of my body,
never leave the house?

If you lived a true
Muslim life, then, yes,

you would be free
in your soul.

You'd still have
all your strength,

but also you would
have purity.

You would wear the hejab
and live with dignity,

not dress like a whore,
and live like one.

I'm offering you
a choice, Sarah.

If you want to live

like those people
in the nightclub below,

then the only purification
you can hope for is death.

But you'd want
to humiliate me first.

Torture me.

Once you'd convinced yourself
that I'm a whore,

maybe then you'd find
your manhood, Sadik.

[ kettle whistles]

You won't be afraid
of this body.

You could use me
and throw me away.

[ kettle whistling]

Be careful.

You're afraid...
of a woman making tea.

I'm beginning to understand

that what
attracts you to me

is the same thing
that angers you--

my independence.

Those kids
in that nightclub

are free to choose
how they want to live,

and you can't stand that.

So what are you going
to do, kill them?

My God, you are.

The direction your
country is taking

defines the direction
I must take.

You plan to attack a nightclub
full of innocent people.

No one in America
is innocent!

Wake up, Sarah!

Isn't yours a government
of and by its people?

So when your government kills

from great distance,
with their smart bombs

and their missiles
in the most cowardly manner,

isn't the blood that's shed
on your hands

and theirs?

You believe in
the death penalty, yes?

So do I.

9/11 was only the beginning.

You equate blowing up
a nightclub with 9/11?

Oh, I could see the Stinger
missiles in Paraguay.

Blowing a civilian
airliner out of the sky

with U.S.-made missiles--

cowardly, but dramatic.

Slaughtering a bunch
of kids while you watch
from a distance?

You're scraping
the bottom, Sadik.

Your tea's ready.

The bomb in the nightclub
isn't my mission.

I wanted you to witness it
so you would believe the truth

that you are not safe unless
you are under my protection.

I can strike anywhere
I desire.

Here, or in
your JAG parking lot,

or at the heart
of America.

Perhaps you are familiar
with the term

"permissive action link"?

Yes, I know what that is.

It's the triggering device
for a nuclear weapon.

Do you have one?

Soon.

From your arsenal,
bought and paid for
with your diamonds.

Who's it for?

Someone who will
put it to good use.

Do you see how you
need me to protect you?

So somebody has a nuke,

but they don't have
the PAL to set it off.

Where are you
getting it from?

I've said enough.

I am impressed.

Just bombing a nightclub
seemed out of character for you.

So when is this
going to happen?

In less than ten minutes.

Ten minutes.

Sadik, how can I
make you call this off?

What can I do?
There must be something.

[ sirens wailing in distance]

What is that?

What's what?

[ sirens blaring,
tires screeching]

MAN [ over P. A. ]:
Attention, this is
the DC Police Department.

Keep going! Go! Go!

[ sirens blaring]

Please leave the area.

Go! Go!

[ shouting]

What have you done?

Don't lie to me.

I'm not weak

and I'm not barren

and I'm not a whore!

[ siren wails]

[ grunting ]

That was for Harm.

This one's for Clayton Webb.

Move, move.

Stand down, Colonel.

[ background radio
communication ]

It's over.

You all right?

OFFICER:
Got another body
in here.

[ quietly]:
Yeah.

[ chatter over radio ]

Oh...

I'm sorry.

For what?

For killing him.

He could have told us who
he was getting the PAL from.

He could've killed you first.

[ quietly]:
I'm not sorry.

[ closing theme music playing ]