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It's on.

You the new guy, Davis?

No, no, no way.

I'm the guy here to
ice the floor for skating.

Hope you're better
than the last guy.

What's wrong with him?

Can take the heat.

Yeah, well, I'm fireproof.

Short on self-discipline?

Bobby fischer would
be proud of that move.

You got no way out now, pal.

-So where's the big tamale?
-Coming.

Just relax.

That's a quick way to go deaf.

What'd you say?

-You winning?
-I never lose.

All right, let's get on with it.

It's a two-step contract.

Everything you
need to know is there.

Memorize it.By tomorrow
morning. After that,

it'll corrupt and
nuke your hard drive.

Great.

You're Davis.

I didn't think you knew
I was here. I knew.

Something wrong?

I don't see...

There's no exit strategy.

The operation has
been planned in detail.

I'm glad you're confident.

But if we need to abort
or if we miss the target...

We're not gonna miss.

You intending to miss?

Not me. I can't
vouch for anyone else.

I can.

We travel on separate airlines.
Ids and tickets from Turner.

First class?Coach.

I bet you're going first.

Yeah, but I'm the big
tamale. Remember?

All right, that's all.

Oh, hell, I can't believe it.

Problem? He got me. Checkmate.

Good play!

Come on, Matty,
keep your head down.

Attaboy, Matty.

Turn two.

Hey, come on, sit down.

What do you have
to say for yourself?

Nothing, dad. What
do you want me to say?

To start with? Apology.

-An apology to who?
-Your teammates, to me.

You lucky got off with
a three-day suspension.

-Lucky?
-Yes, you're lucky.

Dad, it's not a big deal.
Everybody smokes pot these days.

Oh, don't give me that bullshit,
Chris. Do I look like a chump?

You know I don't care what
other kids do. You're my son.

I know what this is about.

It's about your mother.

Whatever.

Chris, let me just...

Okay,let's just get it
over with right now!

Tell me everything I do wrong.

Knock yourself out, okay?

-I'm trying to tell you I understa...
- Stop trying to help me!

Stop wearing that stupid pink wristban
d like it's gonna make any difference.

You can't do anything
about anything.

Why do you keep pretending
like you can? You can't.

It wasn't all right, dad.

You said when she was
sick it was gonna be all right...

...and it wasn't.

Lydel Hammond?
Take a look at this.

I got better pictures than these,
Mr. Hammond. Know what I mean?

-My wife hired you.
-Of course she did.

Do you know who my father is?
That's why we're talking to you.

Thought maybe you
could make a better deal.

What's it gonna cost me? Well...

-You're gonna be late for school.
-No, I'm playing hooky.

-You're playing hooky?
-Yep.

Hey, listen I thought, you and I,
we could do something together,

you know? Something
you like doing.

Well, the cop took
all my reefers, dad.

Well, besides that, you know?

What about camping?

You like camping?

That's not the point, you like it. You
loved that outward bound thing you did.

What do you say?

I don't think you're serious.

So what do you
do for a living, Mr...

...ellwood?

I sell computer equipment.

Peripherals, we call it.

Not computers, but
the stuff that goes with it.

You know, cables, software,

mini storage systems,
things like that.

I'm afraid it's not
very interesting.

Oh, no.It's fascinating.

Right. There we
are, Mr. Ellwood.

Utilities included, rent due
on the first of the month.

-Very good, thank you.
-You get use of the garage.

There's an electric openeron
the shelf in the kitchen.

Trash servicemondays
and Thursdays.

-Good luck.
-Thank you very much.

Act one is complete.

-No problems?
-That's correct.

Good.curtain
going up on act two.

I wasn't talking to her at all.

She wanted to
give me her number.

I said, " sorry, honey.I
already got a girlfriend.

Great girl.That's
her, just over there."

Whoa, did you see that?

Stay back, man.

Auto accident.No kidding.

-You got any more?
-No, other guy's a pile of ash.

Vitals are stable on this one.
Did he say anything on the way in?

No, he was out of
itwhen I got to him.

Okay.

Doctor?

Call security.

How're you feeling?

My name's Wainwright.

Ed Wainwright. Chief of police.

Come on, guy drove straight at
me. Oh, sure, yeah. It's not that.

Your gun?

We did a little checking.

Tried to get in touch with
Robert ellwood's next of kin.

Turns out he didn't have any.

And he died when he was three.

Ran a set of your
prints,mr. Carden.

Apparently, you've beenmissing
in action for many years.

But you're not missing
anymore,mr. Carden.

Not too often we get somebody
your caliber up here in our little burg.

You know, frankly, frank,i
can't think of anybody...

Hey, frankly, frank.

Is that... is that a pun?

-It's an alliteration, chief, not a pun.
-Yeah, well, anyway.

So come on, frank,

-what are you doing around here?
-When are they coming for me?

I'm gonna have two
men here all night.

Just for you, Mr. Carden.

Keep your eyes open.I'll
be back in the morning.

Sure, chief.

What in the hell is it can't
wait for an hourand a half?

Cops in the northwest picked up
this guy insome kind of accident.

Better be good.

Well, I ran his prints
through a database.

Got a matchwith a
major frank carden

from his military records.

-Frank carden?
-You know him?

No.

He was defense of
intelligence,mia in 1974.

-Take it he didn't die in the accident?
-No, he's in the hospital.

Somebody hitthe
homeland security button.

The FBI has gotten all excited.

The other agencies
are lining upbehind us.

This guy is a hot potato.

Is he?

Just about everyone seems
to ring alarm bells these days.

All right. Let me know
when he gets here.

Sure.

See you later.

-Yes.
-Miles.

What have you got? Is it him?

Yes. It's definitely carden.

FBI liaison officerjust
came by to tell me.

-I don't want this going any further.
-No, sir.

It won't get out of
hand.I'm on top of it.

How do you know that?

-He called me.
- He called you?

How did he manage that?

Ask him later.

-We're gonna have to improvise.
-Okay, rule one.

We don't go back for him. We
leave him down.That's not rule one.

Same for any of us.What
are you talking about?

The old man got
caught,that's his problem.

This is frank's command.We've
been with hima long time.

-Yeah, everybody but you.
-Ever hear of loyalty?

Yeah, I read about
itin a book once.Look,

I'm not getting
paidto save his ass.

You're not getting
paidunless we save his ass.

You know that offshore account?

Only frank can access it.

No frank,

no money.

Now, you see, that argument
appeals to my sentimental side.

Local celebrities and
officials are reported to be

lobbying for seats at a
dinner for the president,

to be held following his upcoming
speechat woodburn college.

Morning.

Death has been reported of a well-known
local personality,lydel Hammond, Jr.,

in what appears to
bea hit-and-run accident

outside the rosemont apartments.

Reporter Melanie Stewart...

We're really doing
this, aren't we?

No, I figured we'd just wake up,
make breakfast and go back to bed.

Lydel Hammond, Jr. isthe
son of the reclusive billionaire.

Hammond sr. Is expected to
makea rare public appearance

at the funeral of his
son in a few days.

That's the same
hammondas the street, right?

-Yeah.
-And the stadium.

Yep.

- Hammond sr., a contributorto
the current administration,

has caused an embarrassment recently,
by his alleged support of direct action,

violence,against
doctors and scientists

involved in stem-cell research.

Sorry about the cuffs,
frank.Rules, you know?

Yeah, sure.

Can't be too careful, can we?

So what are you doing
around here, frank?

Nice part of the country.

I like the scenery.

Well, take a good, long look.

Might be your last chance.

So the team lost, huh?

Yeah.

Again.

You know, we showed up.We tried.
That's what important,isn't it, Chris?

You ever wonderabout
your coaching ability?

No, that's not what
I'm wondering about.

So you ready?

-Yep.
-Okay.

Sure we don't need that map?

I told you I know
this area, okay?

All right, all right, all right.

Yeah, but it's just the
same as your alcohol,

-and your beer...
-Good point, but so what?

-I don't want you drinking, either.
-It's legal in some countries.

It's not legal here.

It could be.

That's true, but it isn't.

So you've never tried it?

I didn't say that. I tried it. I
didn't like it.Didrt like the crowd.

They were a bunch of losers. Pot
makes you stupid,lowers your IQ.

So you smoked it
more than I did, huh?

Very funny.

Yeah, I don't like it.

What exactly don't
you like about it?

I don't like to read while
I'm watching a movie.

You get used to it.

It's all right for
you.You speak Spanish.

Not that well.I still have
to read the subtitles.

Face it. You just don't wanna
watch a foreign film, that's all.

Yeah,i just wanna watch.

If I wanna read,i buy a book.

Christ. Give him
a hand, will you?

Hey, you're blocking
the whole road.

Go!

You...!

You sure there's no
alternative pay arrangements?

You and davisget down
there.Royko, get rid of that.

I thought these old
Bridges were supposed to be

built over gorges and
canyons and things, you know?

You've been watching
too many old movies on TV.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.You
remember that one, gunga din?

Where they had the elephant
and it was crossing that...

Chris.

What?

Come on.

All right. Give me your hand.

I got you.

I got you. Come on.

Okay.

I'm a U.S. marshal.

My prisoner.

My prisoner. Keys.

Take custody.

My gun. Gun.

Phone 91 1 .

Don't let him go.

Mister?

It's a big waste of time.

Carders got nine
lives,didn't you know?

You wanna point that
thing somewhere else?

Chris.

Chris!

Get your phone out of your
backpack. Call 91 1 right now.

Just stay...Just
stay there, mister.

Hang back. Hang back.All right.

There's no service.

We're gonna walk to the highway.
The phoneis gonna work there.

-That's what we're gonna do.
-Listen. You'd be wise to let me go.

You try to bring me
in,you're both gonna die.

How's that?

My men are following.

Ex-military. They'll
be here soon.

Listen to me.

-Hey, stay back.Stay back.
-Man!Listen, will you?

Let me go.

Stay here for an hour
and then go home.

It's the best choice.It's
your only choice.

Dad.

He's right.Let's just let
him go.We've got the gun.

He not gonna hurt
us.Just let him go.

Be quiet.

What's your name, son?

-Chris.
-Chris is right.

Let me go.

Look, you look like a nice guy.

What's your name?

He's ray.

Ray.

You don't wannabe
involved in this.

You're way out of your depth.

-You said the wrong thing, mister.
-What?

He'll dig his toes in now.

We're gonna go upto the highway.

Chris, you stay behind me.

You...

You stay in front of
me the whole way.

All right, let's go.

Come on.

Go.

Holy cow.

Dispatch.

They can't have just vanished.

Well, they seem to have.

It's unlikely he'll
be working alone.

What gives you that idea?

We've got a lunch.See
what you can find out.

Chris, give me that phone.

Keep moving.

Come on, come on,come on.

Great.

Told you.

That's the end of him.

Carders still in that car.

-Underwater.
-Maybe.

Maybe?

Maybe not.

Three people
walked off over there.

One's a woman, maybe a kid.

Shit, man,i hate scenery.

Dad, we're... we're close. The
parking area's just down there.

Chris, run ahead.

He'll have a radio.Just
tell him to call the

police. Tell him what
happened. Go ahead.

That's not good idea.

Just... I wasn't asking
your advice. Go.

Let's keep going.

Car went over the embankment,
into the river, about a half-mile up.

Sounds bad.

The current'll pull it down here.
May still be somebody inside.

Listen, can you guys
help?We can take the trail.

It's only mile or so
down the river from here.

Did you report it?

Yeah, I called it in.

Chris?

Dad. They shot him.

-What?
-They shot him.

On the parking lot.They shot him

Chris,take a deep
breath. What happened?

Where are you now?

Enjoying the hike.
They must be near you.

No one here yet.

Well, just wait.They'll show up.

They'd better.

You sure it's them?I mean,
it could have been anyone.

Couple of fag nature lovers.

From the river? It's them.

I told you you were in too deep.

All right.Just let me think.

We can go up he...

Those your friends?

Okay.

We're gonna go that way.

Just do it. Go.

Dad?where are we going?

Away from here.

That's right, faster.

They never got to the airport.

Yeah, that was the message.

You think it was
them that went over?

Could be. Unlikely they'd stop for a
Turkey dinner and a couple of drinks.

What have you done with them?

-Well, where's carden?
-Never made it here.

You said there were
three of them on the trail.

-Yeah, they were.
-They must have gone off the trail.

They must've seen us.

Gunga dirs found something.

They went that way.

Gunga din was a water
carrier,not a tracker.

They were right
here.You didn't see them?

You need to back off, Davis.Why
don't you open your eyes?

-We got problem? We got a problem?
-Shut up!

That truck driver reported the
accident.We're gonna have company.

This screw-up's growing by the
minute. We should cut and run.

We got a big pay day coming.

Yeah.they can't be too far
ahead. We're going after them.

-Get rid of that Van.
-I'll do it.

Why?

I like driving.

Whatever, man.

Go on.

What makes you think
we'll see him again?

Who cares if we don't?

His cupidity will
over rulehis qualms.

Yeah, I suppose that mean
he only wants his money, right?

Right. Come on.

Pick it up, Chris.

Come on.

Come on, move.

-That you, Davis?
-Yeah. They're looking for carden.

-Can you talk?
-Yeah.

Get rid of carden.

-What?
-He has to go, understand?

-Yeah.
-Can you do it?

-Well, it's possible. It won't be easy.
-Half a million.

-How much?
-You heard me. Half a million.

You got my attention
now.Okay. All right.

This isn't looking good, Chris.

You got any idea
where we're going yet?

Yeah.

That's where they dropped
us off for orienteering.

You sure?

-Yeah.
-Yeah?

They got any roads there?

Got a Denny's,a pancake
house,coffee shop, anything?

There's a firebreak road
not too far on the other side.

-Yeah?
-Yeah, I...

I got there first
out of everybody.

-Did you?
-Listen.

Leave me here, you keep going.

They'll find me
and you'll be gone.

No.

Dad, you know what happened
to the guy up in the parking lot.

-We... they'll follow us and...
-Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know.

Till we're safe, you're
with us.Let's move.

What's your name, anyway?

Carden. My name is frank carden.

I'm really sorry I met you.

Not yet, sport. Not yet.

We got a body down here, chief.

-It's Stanfield.Ed -drowned?

Drowned, shot, broken
legs,you name it. He's mess.

I got bad feeling
your kid's lost, ray.

I'm not lost.

We gotta go back.

Dad, I'm not lost.We
can get down right here.

-We can't do this.
-It's impossible.Dad, come on.

-Don't argue with me, Chris.
-Shut up, dad, and listen to me.

-For once, just listen to me.
-Aggressive kid, ray.

There's a way.You don't
know it, I do, all right?

We did it on outward boundand
this is it. It's right down here.

You did that in the rain?

No, but it was easy.

Once we get down there, there's
grabs and foot holds cut into the rock.

Yeah, well, you were
tied together by a rope

and you had a guide, am I right?

Yeah, but...

Look,i know we can do this.

Look, if you've
got a death wish,

I can think of less
painful ways to die, ray.

Let's check it out.

I can't manage with these cuffs.

If you try anything...

I'm gonna be right behind you.

I swear to Christ,I'll push
you right off that ledge.

What are you,a cop?

Used to be. Not now.I
teach high-school gym.

Jesus.must be a tough school.

Slowly, Chris, slowly.

Whoa!

-Chris! You okay?
-Yeah.

I'm okay.

Hell, man.Did they double back?

No, we'd have seen
them.They must've gone on.

Well,i don't see how.

All right. All right.

I got you. I got you.

There's a cave over there.

Ready?

Okay. Okay. Come
on.Come on, come on.

-Chris.
-Dad!

Dad! Dad!

-Hold on to him!
-Get me up!

Turner.

-What?
-I think I heard something.

Find the toe hold.

I got you.

Keep calm, keep calm.

Come on.

That's it.Hold on, Chris.
Hold on. He's got you.

All right, here we are.

Chris, will you help me, please?

Stop. Just stop.

Get up. Get the fuck off my dad.

Give me the gun.

No.

Okay, take up the slack.

Keep it coming.

No sign of carden, eh?

Nah, just the two feds.

One of them's still in there.

Yeah.

Well, thanks.Who's
this carden guy,anyway?

All I know is he's pretty
important to some folks in D.C.

Think he's a terrorist?

No. Doubt it.

He looked ordinary enough.

Yeah, but isn't that what those
guys look like? Ordinary, just like us.

Like me, maybe.Nothing
ordinary about you, Maury.

-Tell you one thing.
-What's that?

We play this right, we'll be
getting our pictures in the paper.

Let's set up for a
wide shot of the car,

and then we'll get my close-up.

I'm back. Where are you clowns?

-40.083 north.
-Yeah.

25.55 west.

Okay.

You'll have to manage.I'm
not taking those off again.

Can't blame me for trying.

You're pretty
tough for an old guy.

Military training.

What's this all about?What
do they want you for?

Caught me smoking
in a restaurant.

Pretty serious about that
these days, you know?

Who are the guys
who are following us?

Friends.

Not your friends.

So you teach gym?

Yeah.

And he coaches baseballand
basketball in the winter.

Really?

I like baseball.

So what exactly
do you do, mister?

Honestly.

I'm an exterminator.

Exterminat...you
mean, like, termites?

No, not exactly.

I'm contracted to eliminate...

Well, let's call the
mobstacles to progress.

"Obstacles to progress."

So you're just a mercenary?

Doesrt matter who
you "exterminate"?

There are limits.

Haven't found them yet.

He's not serious, is he, dad?

No, he's full of shit.

Probably caught
him for insider trading.

I don't know.

Look how he stopped
me from falling.

That was just a reflex.

Wouldn't get too
sentimental about it.

Oh, I'm not getting
sentimental about it.

I think I know what
you're capable of.

Stopping for a picnic.

We lost the trail. You sure
they came through here?

Sure, I'm sure.

By tomorrow, every cop
from the state gonna be here.

Three U.S. marshals dead?

Shit, man,they're gonna
look for us under every stone.

What's up, royko?

You wanna quit?

I don't know, man.

-I don't know.
-Johnson.

Think I can pick up
the trailin the morning.

We all know what you wanna do.

I say we go on.

We'll find him. Now,
that's a change, Davis.

What you about, man?

The sweet stench of money.

That's it.

Now let's give
gunga din a chance.

We'll pick up his
trailin the morning.

-Who's Wainwright?
-That'd be me.

Chuck Robbins,u.S.
Marshal's office.

-How do you do?
-Gordon Jennings.

Mr. Jennings.Gwen
miles from D.C.

Ma'am.gwen.

Anything new for us, fellas?

Well, the boys
found some tracks.

What sort of tracks?

Three people leading away from
the river where Stanfield was found.

Carden?

Possible.

What about the other two?

Forgot my crystal ball.

Thanks, chief.

You're welcome.

You gentlemen, the FBI will be
taking over the crime scene, thank you.

What?if that's what you want.

That's what we want.

The U.S. marshals
will handle the search.

Well, that just leaves usto
get coffee then, doesn't it?

Be great if you
could arrange some.

Double Espresso,decaf, no sugar.

Two.

Wow. FBI.

Don't say that out loud,maury,
or they'll think you're a hick.

Chris, wake up.

Why don't you let him sleep?

What is it,6:00 in the morning?

We're going.

Oh, I gota cramp.

I'm sorry to hear that, frank.

What about breakfast?

This look like
the Hilton to you?

I told you, there's no
point in coming here.

They must've doubled back.

-Wouldrt you have seen them?
-Maybe not.

Oh, Jesus.

-If I'd been here, we'd have them now.
-How do you figure that?

Because I
wouldn'thave lost them.

Can I shoot him?

Not yet. Hey, Davis?

Don't go enteringany charm
competitions. You'd nevermake the cut.

Hey.

Shit.

They must have parachuted down.

They went down here.

Carden could be anywhere by now.

He could be dead.

Don't make any assumptions
about frank carden.

Why not?

They usually turn
out to be wrong.

Oh, do they?

You don't know him, do you?

-Got his file.
-And?

Defense intelligence
used him on covert ops.

As what, an assassin or...?

He wasn't delivering pizzas.

No expresso.

Your sugar.

Cream.

Lousy?

Lousy.

-Donuts.
-No.

Thanks, chief.

Pardon me. Come on.

You know the worst
thing about all this?

What?

You leave the east coast,coffee's
no good, food's all sugar.

So why is carden here?

The president of the United States
is coming to woodburn tomorrow.

-You think the president's
the target? Maybe.

Why not?

Okay, so who wants to
take out the president?

You're kidding.

Keep going, Chris. Keep going.

He'll come back, don't worry.

I wouldn't count
on that too much.

Why's that?

Well, my men would have
figured out their mistake by now.

They won't be far behind us.

One of them was
professional tracker.

Trained in Australia
by aboriginals.

-Frank. Frank.
-You know those aboriginals... huh?

Shut up.

Time like this,you're
playing chess.

I'm gonna get this guy.

-Pussy game.
-Shit.

You and I finally agree
on something, Davis.

Let's move.

Take it easy.We'll get them.

I'm sure of one thing.

Frank will find ways
of slowing them up.

How long have
you been a teacher?

Just a few years.

Must be good at it.

I'm all right, I guess.

-Is he, Chris?
-He seems to think so.

He's kind of strict.

Hold up.

Wait a second.

Water.

Want some?

Please.

You lose your wife to cancer?

Yeah, I did.

Two years ago, actually.

Sorry.

Are you really?

I find that kind of hard to
believe.I don't know why.

Why?

Because of my profession?

Maybe.

Chris.

They used to give
memedals for it.

-Do you believe that?
-And now?

Well, now with political correctness
and all, it's best to keep a low profile.

Heroes are out of fashion.

You telling me you're a spook?

Military? You work for the
government? CIA guy, is that it?

Used to.

No more.

No?

Who do you work for?

I really don't know, ray.

Pressure groups.

People with an agenda.

People who can afford it.

And you just don't
question the agenda, huh?

Well, as time goes on,you know,

you realize that the issues
are just too complicated.

Sure.who's right, who's wrong.

So you just...

Just wind up doing yourjob.

And you do it the best way
you can.Like everybody else.

Okay. We should move on.I mean,

it's kind of late for me to
be thinking about changing.

I mean, hell, what would I do?

I don't know, frank.
Let's go.Come on, move.

-Come on, man.
-Sell insurance?

I don't care, frank.

Maybe go back to
school.Get a law degree.

Hey! What do you
think you're doing?

-I grew up in cedar pine...
-Can't you get some more choppers?

I put in a request.

It's not that easy up here,mr. Jennings.
This isn't d.C.It's Washington state.

Ain't that the truth, chief?

I don't believe any of this.

And anyway,it's got
nothing to do with us.

It had nothing to do
with us 24 hours ago.

Told you we should have
gone to San Francisco.

Oh, and be pestered
by your mother?

What's he done, anyway? I
don't know, but it's screwed up.

-I'm telling you, his men are coming.
-You go your way.

You move this way.
Now.We'll go ours.

We see the police, we'll tell them. I
don't want to get involved with this.

Come on, Sandra.I
think it's a mistake.

Didrt he say those
menare coming this way?

How do we know that's true?

Well, how do we know it isn't?

They're headed here.There's
a ravine or something.

When they get
there,they'll be trapped.

Maybe there's a bridge.

It's not on the map.

Yeah, but whoever's got carden,
he knows this terrain pretty good.

Otherwise,we'd have
caught him by now.

We better think of something
quick or else we'll lose him.

Well, what do you suggest?

Whose idea was itto go camping?

You think...?

You think that I planned
for us to meet these lunatics?

Orjust to make the
hikemore exciting?

San Francisco would
have been breakfast in bed,

tennis in the afternoon,a
few cocktails...

-Yeah? And lots and lots of...
-Hey.

Lots and lots of great seafood.

Yeah.

And wine.

Chief?

Yeah, go ahead.

We got something up here.

Yeah, what is it?

Sorry, false alarm.Just
a couple of hikers.

Looks like one of them's hurt.

Yeah, well, check it out
and get back to me, all right?

Copy that.

We'd spend weeks
searching this...

It's okay, buddy, just stay calm.
I'm gonna help you ou... ugh!

Aerial 4, come in, please.

Marty, can you hear me?

Marty, come in.

Aerial 4. Come in, Marty.

Marty, can you hear me?

Now, don't tell me you don't
know how to fly this thing.

No, I don't.

Get in the freaking
chopper, man.

Less-traveled path, eh?

The road not taken.

You like frost, do you, ray?

Yeah. I'm surprised you
do.Doesn't seem your speed.

Yes, one of my favorites.

I took the road less traveled
by, and it made all the difference.

A lot of forks in the road. You seem
to have taken all the wrong ones.

Is this a good time
to discuss poetry?

The hell is this?

It's from an old glacier.

That's what they told us
last time. It's called a moraine.

-Great.
-Rocks brought down in the ice age.

He's right. Moraine,
that was the word.

If I don't do this,they're
gonna kill me, right?

There's a good chance.

I think so.

Look,

I'm not gonna be able
to do this with cuffs on.

I need the balance.

Okay.

But you can cuff them in front.

Hey, yeah.

I just wanted to say that I'm really
sorry that I got you into all this...

I was the one who said
we should go camping.

Yeah, but only because I
was being so stupid and...

Well, look,the situation
could be worse.

You think?

Actually, no.

Okay. Carden, stop.

Chris.

If he moves, I want you to point
that at his legs and shoot him.

Now, hold on.

I don't wanna kill the bastard,
I just wanna slow him down.

Hey, this thingis
kind of flimsy.

I could...

-Wanna help?
- No.

-I won't destroy government property.
-Oh, for god's sakes.

-I'm a stockbroker. I'd lose my license.
-Don't be such an ass, go help him.

Come on, man. Come on.

-Okay, what?
-You push from up here.

I'm gonna go down here.

All right.

-Yeah, it's pretty loose. Ready?
-Fine. Yes.

-Chris, you all right?
-Yeah.

One.

Two.

Coming out.

I don't have to help.

One.

I'm the bad guy.

Two.

Three.

Watch it.

All right.

Hey!

Got them.

Hey!

-Over here!
-Right here!

We're right here!Hey!

Here, take this. Just
watch him.What?

Hey!

- Hey.
- Over here, come here.

All right!Hey!

Here! Come here.
We're right here!

Hey! Come on. Come on, hurry!

Hey, here we are!Over here!

Get the guy with
the gun.Don't miss.

Hey! We're right
here! Come here! Hey!

Hey!

Come here!

Bye, old man.

-Think you can hold this thing steady?
-I'm trying, man. There's an updraft.

Get down.

Chris, go to the trees.

We gotta get out of here
now. Come on.We gotta go.

I can't get a clear shot.

I'll fix him.Find
somewhere to drop me.

Got him.

Good man.

I hate amateurs.

Jesus.i thought
Johnson took him out.

Where is he?

Chris, go to the trees.

Can't you set it down?

I can't control it.

Hold on.

No!

Where did you learn
to fly, man? Disneyland?

-Jesus Christ!
-What'd you say?

For chrissake,kill
each other later.Get out!

-You wanna piece of me?
-Hands off.

Son of a bitch.

Dad.

What about lochlan?We
gotta go backand get him.

-Can't. I saw them in the helicopter.
-We can't leave him.

Your friend's beyond help, miss.

And this may sound
a bit insensitive,

but you two didn't
seem very well suited.

Chris.

Come on.

What an incredibly
screwed-up thing to say, frank.

Get your sorry ass up.

Move.

Here come Laurel and Hardy.

Here, ed. Here.

-Here you go.
-Oh, no more coffee.

-Did you find the croissants?
-No one in towrs ever heard of them.

I've got some news.A pilot
reported that missing chopper.

-Crashed.
-Yes?

No one's there,and he
didn't see any bodies, either.

Well, didn't he land
and check it out?

"Nowhere to put it down,"he says. It's
rough country out there, Mr. Jennings.

So now we need Lewis and Clark.

I'll put some men on
it.It'll take a while, though.

Is that a country "while",chief?

-Jeez, for crying out...!
-Gee, I'm sorry, Mr. Jennings.

You know,we're kind of
clumsy out here in the woods.

Damn it.

See?

And there's a phone there?

Yeah. This is where we
slept when we went kayaking.

Let's go.

All right.

-It's dead.
-It's what?

-Chris, you said there was a phone.
-That is a phone.

I didn't know it wouldn'tbe working.
Sorry, it's too early in the season.

Right.

All right.

-To the bed.
-What?

Come on, frank!

What are you, new? We shou...

-Chris, what about kayaks?
-They're not there.

-I'm sorry.It's too early in the season.
-It's too early in the season.

So what do we do now, ray?

No idea.

Well, I've had it.

I need a rest.

This guy was supposed to be
red-hot. Some amateur got him.

Probablyjust a lucky shot.

Even a blind
hogfinds some acorns.

If we don't get carden
before tomorrow,

we miss the window
for the contract.

What, he send you an e-mail?

Maybe as good as.

Well, look at that.

And that's a dead end.

Sandra.

-What?
- L... ray.

-Oh, for shit's sake.
-Ray.

What do you think you're doing?
You think this is some sort of a game?

You think this is o.K. Corral
and you're an action hero?

You're a teacher, for
god's sake! Wise up!

Chris, talk to your dad. Try
to talk some sense into him.

He seems to listen to you.

-You think so?
-Yeah.

It's funny, I...

Never thought he did.

Okay, so you want me to
convince him to let you go?

Yeah, something like that.

Yeah, but then what's stopping you
and your friends from killing us all?

No. That won't
happen.My word on it.

You've been real good at
stopping them so far, frank.

Oh, shit.Now what?

There's nothing but
classical music on this thing.

I knew there was something
wrong with that guy.

You sure you know
what you're doing?

Shut up and keep walking.

You know, the funny thing is...

Lochlan and me,we'd
kind of broken up.

This camping trip was his
idea to get us back together.

I hate camping.He knew that.

The woods are beautiful, I
just...I don't wanna sleep in them.

-I want room service.
-Sure.

-Minibar.
-Yeah.

What do you do?You
know, back in the real world?

I produce TV commercials.

That's great.

You ever met an advertising man?

No.

The worst.

Yeah?

I have no idea how
to use this thing, ray.

There's no safety on this.You
just point it and pull the trigger.

Ray.

They'll wait until dark.

So I'm gonna make
youmy final offer.

Take these handcuffs off of
me and let me walk out of here

before the shooting starts.

Practice on him.

It's getting dark
out here, chief.

Give it awhile longer

and then bring it in.

Roger that.

You and your dad
do much camping?

No, not really.

Guess we're kind of...

Kind of bonding.

You don't say.

Maybe you're wrong.

No, they're there.

Hey. Wait for my signal.

Chris. Hey. Chris.

We just want carden.

Frank, you in there?

Yeah, I'm okay.

Give us carden,we'll
leave you alone.

Last chance.

Give us carden.

If it's just you, ray,

hell, it's your choice.

But it's your son.

A woman.

Look, you don't have to prove
anything. You've already done that.

I'm convinced.

Be careful, son.

No!

Royko.

Royko. Royko.

Let me see.

Damn it.

Get down! Now!

Hey.

Chris? Chris!

Dad?

Dad. Dad!

Put the gun down.

Put it down. Come on.

-I'm taking the kid, ray.
-Dad.

If you wanna see him
alive,don't come after me.

-Dad!
-Coming out!

Dad.

All right, now listen.

You try to call out in any way,
or run, I'm gonna snap your neck,

-you understand me?
-Yeah.

-Don't confuse me with a nice guy.
-Yes.

No. You listen to me, this
thinghas to stay outside the beltway.

If the white house
got implicated...

I said I'd handle it.

I've been informed the
president will not change his plans.

They don't want panic. We're gonna
have to moveall resources to protect him.

But carders hardly likely
to make the attempt now.

He's lost his back
up team for starter...

He's got a contract,he'll try
to fulfill it,that's what he's like.

-How do you know that?
-We've had dealings with him.

-What about the boy?
-What boy?

The boy he took with
him.Chris... something.

Main thing is to protect the
president. This is Mr. Keene.

Ray keene.

Ray keene.His son
was taken hostage.

Of course.

What are you doing about my son?

We're looking for your son. We are
doing everything we can, rest assured.

I know how difficult
this is for you.

Son? You okay?

Is everything all right?

You know, ray,we're
gonna do everything we can.

But most of my men are diverted
to the president in woodburn.

But after that...

I can't believe you
screwed up again.

Look, I need carden gone.

I don't want him back in Washington.
I don't want him talking to anyone.

I hear you.

And if the boy's alive,

make it look like
carden killed him.

The boy's father, ray keene,

god knows what carden told him.

Isn't he an old pro?
He'd tell him nothing.

Can't risk it.

Erase everything.

And Davis, don't let me down.

Hey, what do you look like?

I'm only asking because it
sounds like you're pretty hot.

Bet you got a great tush.

Ugh.

I can't believe she went
back to Washington.

With miles,you just never know.

I guess she figures
she's done all she can.

It's not every day the president
visits this part of the country,

and just about anyone who's
anyone local will be here today.

The president is bound
to come under fire

for cutbacks his administration
has made to the education budget.

Be interesting to see how he handles
that one at the press conference.

Back to you, Bob.

Thanks, Dana.

In other local news,lydel
Hammond, sr.,

the reclusive billionaire,

will be attending the funeral of
his sonin cedar pine this afternoon.

Hammond
senior'soutspoken criticism

of government stem-cell
research programs

has caused him to be labeled
by a white house spokes person:

An obstacle to progress.

Hammond Jr. was killed
last week in a tragic accident

outside an apartment
building in cedar pine.

Yep, deputy Evans.

Okay.

Give me a minute.

Let me see if I can find him.

Excuse me, father.

Just a minute.Yeah, what's up?

-Ray keene's on the phone.
-Yeah?

Says the president's not the
target at all,wants to talk to you.

Oh, come on, no.He's
just beat and upset.

Just tell him you
couldn't find me.

"The president'snot
the target"?Jesus.

-Hey, ray.
-Sorry, father.

I can't locate him right at the
moment. Let me call you back.

Carden.

You just won't leta man get
on with his work, will you?

Where's Chris?

I'm busy. I've got a job to do.

-After, we can talk.
-Where's my son?

Son of a...

What was that?

-Somebody shooting.
-At me?

No, me.

Is it the police?

-I think it's my friend.
-Your friend.

Well, more ofan acquaintance.
Keep your head down.

Jesus said to her,"I am
the resurrection and the life.

He who believes in me
will live even though he dies.

And who ever lives and
believes in me will never die.

"Do you believe this?"

This is not a rhetorical
question that Jesus asked.

These words are just as
relevant in the present day

as they were to Lazarus.

Why? Where is the
hope,come from god in despair?

Rather, the hope is in the
one who performed the miracle.

It is found in Jesus himself.

"I am the resurrection
and the life."

This occasion served to show
that those who believe in him

need not fear the grave.

He holds the power...

Hey, smartass?

"He who believes in me
will live,even though he dies."

It's just so tragic.

I had a perfect
record until today.

Where is my son, frank?

I know you didn't hurt him.

-Oh, you do, do you?
-Yeah.

Where's my son?

Chris?

Alright, you ready?On three.

Sorry.

-You all right?
-I'm fine, I'm fine.

It was boring really , though.

He put the TV on
the business channel.

All right. All right.

All right.

Hi, can I help you?
Can I get a double latte?

And your name, please.

Gwen? Non-fat decaf latte.

Excuse me.

Is this yours?

By the way,

if anything happens to
ray keene or his son,

I'll be coming after you.

Depend on it.

The unsung hero in this amazing case is
our own local police chief,ed wain Wright.

Tell me, how did you know where
young Chris keene was being held?

Well, I'm not at Liberty to disclose
the sources of my information,

but when you've been in
charge for as long as I have you

build up connections in
town and earn the trust...

Of people of the community.

And I hear you're up for
another promotion,is that correct?

Well, I am,but I'm thinking
about running for mayor next year.

Well, congratulations.That's
excellent.

Keep going.

-Here we are.
-Thanks.

-You guys okay?
-Yeah. Yeah, yeah. You?

Yeah.

-Thanks for inviting me.
-Oh, sure.

Barbecue's about as close to
camping as I ever wanna get.

I second that motion.

He only invited you
because he can't cook.

Now, you can't tell her
that,it's a family secret.

Well, I figured it couldn't
befor any other reason.

I'm gonna get you a
plate.Okay? Hold on.

Thanks.

Wkgb-104. This is the news at 2.

The death has been reported
of billionaire, lydel Hammond,

in a tragic boating accident
while on holiday at whidbey island.

Coincidentally,
Hammond's son,lydel Jr.,

died in a hit-and-run
accidentless than two weeks ago.

Hammond seniorwas
a controversial figure,

whose views on many issues
were considered extreme,

though he always denied the
alleged links with violent factions.

The administration, however,
hastaken steps to distance themselves...