All language subtitles for Bombshell.1997

Being a minor celebrity doesn't
endear you to everyone.

That's what I was,
the whiz kid...

The super nerd.

By the time I was 18,
I'd appeared on 27 talk shows.

I guess that made me
some kind of target.

But I was oblivious.
I was happy.

I was in love
with Bombshell.

Back then, she was working
as a pediatric doctor,

while I worked late
on the technology

that would change the future
of the entire world forever.

Change, it was my religion.

It was 70 years
since the atom bomb

had exploded onto
an unprepared world.

Nothing of any significance
had happened since.

Nanotechnology was going
to create profound change

to the lives of every single
human being on the planet,

and I liked that.
So did Donald...

Although, his motivations
were different than mine.

He was like a pioneer
medicine man

forging ahead into
unknown territory.

And just like them,
he was a charlatan.

First there came fire...

Then the wheel,
then electricity.

Each invention brought about
massive technological, social,

and political change.

What I'm about to show you

is the most revolutionary scientific
invention since electricity.

Using individual atoms
as building blocks,

we can construct basic tools and
machines called nano-engines.

These nano-engines are
programmed to work as teams,

reconstructing the atomic
structure of damaged cells.

Here, a nano-engine
is busy reassembling

a feline bone marrow cell,

which is corrupted by cancer.

The rogue atom in the cell
is replaced,

creating a rejuvenated,
youthful cell,

and the nano-engines
move on to the next cell,

and the next and the next,
all day, every day,

constantly reassembling
the damaged cells,

constantly creating
new from old.

Creating... Creating...

Shit.

Cut! I, I can't read
the damn thing.

Can't you make bigger letters?

And I feel stupid
pointing at that.

There's nothing on it!Fantastic, Don.
It was great.

Can somebody do something
about the teleprompt, please?

Oh, hello. Uh, you
must be the journalist

from, uh...

Melinda Clark. I'm freelance.
I work for myself.

Nice to meet you.

We'll be showing this video
to our human test group

at the press event on Friday.

This director's fantastic.

He did those great spots for
Vectordyne's biochip launch.

Hmm. Impressive.

Malcolm...
Come over here.

Look at this.

I knew this would
happen some day.

The feline tests have
been so successful,

that we feel totally confident

going ahead with
the human trials.

Excuse me, sir.
It's a closed set.No, it's okay.

Donald, I...
I need to talk to you.

We've had a problem
with one of the cats.

Buck, I'd like you
to meet Melinda.

She's a journalist.

Donald tells me you're
the man to speak to.

We're ready for you
now. Excuse me.

Donald, I have to speak
to you. It can wait.

No, it can't wait. I said later.

You can tell me.

That's why I'm here.

To get under the skin
of Nanolab Industries.

Well, maybe you
should talk with Adam.

I'm sure he'd love
to get under your skin.

Quiet, please!

Settle.

Speed.

Roll camera!

Marker. MAN: Action.

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It originally carried the list
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Phone call. Home.

Phone call.

Hello?

Hi, Bombshell. It's me.

Don't Bombshell me.
Who's Melinda?

Huh?

Has she called our house?

Yeah. She called our house.

Something you should tell me?

No. She's just a journalist.

Mmm-hmm. Just a journalist

with $20,000 breast implants

and a $10,000 nose job.

Ah, you're the only one
for me, angel.

Bet you say that
to all the girls.

Uh... Well, only those
I intend to marry.

I'll be home soon, okay?

Okay.

Bye.

Bye.

Still find me sexy?

Of course I still
find you sexy.

You're perfect.

Sexy as that journalist Melinda?

Hmm? Hell, yes.

She's not sexy.

She's, she's a journalist.

She keeps calling. Maybe
you should meet her.

You know what?

Fuck her.

Don't fuck her.

Fuck me.

I love it when you do that.

Welcome to Nanolab.

Hey, here he is.
The man himself.

DNA corruption. Override.

Oh, no. Malcolm!

Malcolm, N-27 is
having a seizure!

DNA nuclear path. Override.

Morning, Dewayne.

Status red. Buck Corgan.
Buck Corgan...

Ah, shit.

To the quarantine lab.
- Status red.

Status red.
Buck Corgan. Buck Corgan.

To the quarantine lab.
Status red.

DNA corruption.
Override...

What's happening?

I don't know. The
sampler's showing 100 NR,

but the DNA nucleotides
are showing negative gain.

What's the TN?

It's 50 or 60. I can't tell.

It's screaming off the scale.

Let's open it up.
She's dying.What?

Carol, give me 50 mils
of dopamine, straight.

That's too much.
- It'll kill her.

I know. Let's get
her out of there.

Assembly error confirmed.
- Suggest termination.

Shut down request.

N-27 corrupt.
- Batch error 339...

DNR rate. Zero.

Rate. Zero, confirmed.

N-27 manufacturer quit.

Carol, would you take her
downstairs to Riuki,

and have him do a subatomic
autopsy right away?

Okay.

We need to start over
with the assemblers.

We have to retool them
from the ground up.

We don't have the
time or the money.

What do you mean,
we don't have the time?

You said if we needed more time we
would have more time, you promised me.

Look, Malcolm,
I understand, okay?

No, I don't think
you do understand.

This sets us back
two months.

You have to go
to bat for us.

You have to get us
more money,

get us more time.I know. I'm going
to talk to Donald.

I'm gonna beg him
for more time,

and I'm gonna explain
things to him.No.

You can't just go in there
and talk to Donald.

You have to tell them we can't
do these tests on Friday.

We need more time.
We need more research.

I know that, but there's
a system here, okay?

And you can't beat
the system.

You have to work it
from the inside.

Listen to yourself. You're
sounding just like them,

sounding just like Donald,

just like those bean
counters, those money men.

This is not a university
research lab.

Okay? This is a business,
it's an industry,

and the goal here
is to make a profit.

And I don't like that
any more than you do.

Now, if that goes
against your work ethic,

I suggest you go back to
working for the government

on some tax-funded
research project.

And do something
about your cough

because this is a
sterile environment.

The good news is we have
gap financing of $3.6 million

at 3 percent above prime.

So what's the bad news?

The loan is guaranteed
by Oromitshu Holdings,

and they've got
a deal breaker.

Which is?

We've got to stick
to our launch date.

Meaning?

Meaning, either we go with the
human trials on Friday or we die.

Buck Corgan is here.

Perfect.

Donald, we can't proceed
with the human trials.

Sit down.

Coffee, Buck?

That cat that died, it died
of a replication error.

Sit down, Buck.

Things have changed a little
just this past hour.

Basically, we're in a no-win
situation with the banks.

So, it all comes down to this.

We will go ahead with the
human trials on Friday.

In the meantime, your department
will do everything in your power

to try to find the
cause of the problem

and continue working
to solve it

even after the trials
are underway.

You don't understand how
serious this is, do you?

Of course I understand
how serious it is.

Now, you asked me for more
time, and I gave it to you.

Now I'm telling you
there is no more time.

Well, I want it to go on record

that I advised you against this

in the strongest terms possible.

We, we could all be
liable for manslaughter.

Your statement is noted.

What next?

Major accident ahead.

Detour available.

Accept detour.

Next intersection turn right.

Next intersection turn left.

Next intersection turn right.

Turn right.

Right?

Great.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Jesus.

Full diagnosis request approved.

Well, do you want the
good news or bad news?

Or weird news?

Good news.

Whoever did this knew
what they were doing...

But one of your
kidneys is gone.

Well, what's the weird news?

There's something in its place.

What?

Well, it seems like there's
some sort of bag...

Where your kidney used to be.

We're gonna have to have
tests tomorrow with you.

No, I, I can't. I've got a
major crisis on my hands.

I'm three hours late already.

Buck.

Thanks for squeezing us in.

I know you don't
wanna hear this,

but we have to go
to the police.

The police can wait.
I have to go to work.

There's people relying on me.

I'm relying on you.

I'm relying on you
being healthy.

I'm relying on you not dying.

I'm relying on you
being a good husband.

I cried myself to
sleep last night

after spending hours on the phone
with the police department,

wondering if you'd
been killed.

And now you're telling me, you
don't have time to make a report.

Is there something
I should know?

I just don't think they'll...

No. No, there's nothing
you should know.

Well, maybe there's other cases.

There's molecular tracking,
DNA splicing.

They can help.

I'm sorry, but the department

cannot be of any
help at this time.

The ultrasound scan doesn't provide
enough evidence for a conviction.

I suggest you come back
when you have more evidence

and save your credit hours.

If you want me to
proceed with this...

You want more evidence
than this?

But your Calcop account
stands at...

35 credit hours.

I think you'd find that
the credit would expire

before we'd have time
to build a strong case.

What about a weak case? What about
dusting the car for fingerprints?

DNA testing?
Fiber analysis?

We only send forensics out
for homicides and rapes.

Officer, he was kidnapped.
He was operated on.

Doesn't that matter?
Don't you care?

Yes, it does matter,
yes, I do care,

which is why I'm advising
you to come back

when you have more evidence.

You're one of the world's
leading atomic

and nanomechanical
design engineers.

Only a handful of people
in the world

even understand
what it is you do.

You live in a world of
biological possibilities

only previously
explored by God.

What sort of design philosophy,

what kind of safeguard
do you build in

to protect a nano-engine
host from malfunctioning?

It's interesting.

The idea of nano-engines
being some lethal ent--

Lethal entity is, is, is--
Is really--

Liable to go out of control--

Something inherited
from science fiction.

Every job is divided into
individual tasks-- Tasks--

And then we program one
nano-engine for each task.

No nano-engine is capable of
creating anything by itself--

By itself.

Isn't it true that a
reassembling problem

recently caused the death of
one of the laboratory animals?

Yes, that is correct.

So, would you say
your theory

of nano-engines working
as a team is a failure?

Failure. Uh...

No. No.
No, no, no.

I wouldn't say that at all.

I would say--
I would--

We, we need more time.
We need more time.

But with human trials
set to begin on Friday,

couldn't you run into the risk

of the same problem
with a human subject?

Yes.

Thank you, Malcolm.

You see that? Mmm-hmm.

It's unusual.

It's as if the object has
anchored itself in place.

These growths could be just
benign connective tissue.

It could be that it's operable.

I'll have him take
a scan right away.

Call me when you have, and if
the prognosis is positive,

we'll proceed with
exploratory on Thursday.

Thank you, Doctor.

Phone call.
Nanolab. Buck.

Phone call.

Phone call.

Hi. You've reached Buck Corgan.

I've stepped away from
my desk right now.

I'm probably constructing
something very microscopic.

Leave me a message, and I
will get back to you...

Bye.

Hey, it's me.
I know you're busy--

Pick up.

Hi. How're you feeling?

Ah, pressured.

Look, um, can you meet
me for a late lunch?

I showed the scan
to Dr. Braunmann,

and he has a few comments.

Can't you just tell me?

Honey, I need to show you in person.
Please?

I can't.

The Soy Palace in 20 minutes.

Ah, for you, anything.

Really-- Jesus.

Vid e-mail...
- Vid e-mail...

Save it.

Can't save streaming video.

Play back.

Did you enjoy your trip to the hospital?
To the cops?

You're involved in a very
unique test of character

and you're scoring low.

So... I removed
your left kidney

and replaced it with
a synthetic gel-sac

containing nitric acid.

In three days,
the sac will dissolve,

flooding your kidneys
and your surrounding organs.

It's gonna hurt.

If you want to avoid this,

go to the revolving
restaurant at LAX.

At precisely 3:00 p.m.
Sit at table 23.

Taped underneath
the table is a box.

Deliver the box to the
address on it at 4:00 p.m.

If you don't...

Indigestion?

Look, I don't have time
to talk to you right now.

So, I hear one
of the cats died.

That's not public knowledge.

Okay. Then...

Off the record...

What killed it?

The profit motive.

Uh-huh.

Better hurry.
Time's running out.

Hi. How many in your party?

It's just me.

Oh. Um...

Table 15, okay?

Actually, I'd prefer table 23.

Oh... Oh, a window seat.

Okay. Follow me.

Actually, could I just have
the table that I asked for?

Oh, um... Well, this is
a revolving restaurant.

Every table gets the same view.

It's... Revolving.

I met my wife sitting
at table 23.

Oh, okay. Well, um, it'll be
at least a 15-minute wait.

I'll wait.

Okay.

Hmm...

Your table is ready.

Would you like
to order a drink?

Uh, I'll just have
water, please.

Okay.

Would you like
to order?

Actually, you know,
I'll need a few more minutes.

Okay.

"Noxana Hotel."

Shit, that's downtown.

Would you like
to order yet?

Uh... You know what?

Thank you.

Thank you!

105 blocked.
Detour available.

...the Los Angeles river
as a seasonal freeway.

Talking of freeways,
there's a big alert...

Show... Show LA. River.

Phone call, LAPD--
Detective Jefferson.

Call to LAPD.
Connected.

You remember me?

Yes.

My kidnapper called me.

He's blackmailing me to
act as a courier for him.

That's what the
operation was about.

The thing he put inside me
is full of acid.

Of course...
If you believe him.

Just send someone over
to the Noxana Hotel.

That's where I'm headed.

Hmm. And what might
you be delivering?

This.

That could be a bomb.

Stop the car, get out, wait for
the police ADF Unit to arrive.

No way! Look, I could
be dead already

just from talking
to you, all right?

Now, I'm gonna make
the delivery.

After that, it's your problem.

Whoa!

Go to room 377,

and you'll find some real
evidence to work with.

You are in clear violation of
California public safety law

if you continue to
ignore my instructions.

Book me, all right?
End.

End.

Enter.

Nice driving.

I hope you didn't do any
damage to your precious car.

If you did the job clean,

I'll call you

and tell you how to remove
that nasty little sack

from your stomach.

However, if you ignored any
of my detailed instructions,

you can look forward to a
very nasty tummy ache.

Will collagen doctor four
please call implants,

lab 15, station 22.

Doing a good job, Christian.
Thank you.

What's the matter
with you today?

Buck.

What's wrong with Buck?

He missed our lunch date.

Oh, God.

What?No, I'm sure
it's nothing.

What?

Lay down, sweetie.

Go ahead, lay down.

Well, you remember that time, that brief,
you know, affair that I told you about?

Yeah.My husband, right?

Well, you see, it took me
so long to figure it out

because he was fucking
her on his lunch hour.

Really?

I'm sure it's nothing.

No, it's not.

Hmm. Must be love.

Yeah, it is.

Okay, we're all done.

Good job. Thank you.

Phone call.

I hope you enjoyed your
secret lunchtime rendezvous.

I certainly found it
educational.

I think we need to talk.

I'm going to print an expose
entitled The Microscopic Cover-Up.

How much I reveal about your
covert activities depends on you.

Meet me at the Bradley
at 9:55 p.m.

Fini.

End.

Erase.

Phone call.

Phone call.

Camera off.

Mr. Corgan, please.

I'm here.

Mr. Corgan, two of our police
officers made a thorough search

of room 377 at 6:30
this evening.

But nothing was found.

Well, what about
the blackmailer's message?

Nothing unusual was found.

I suggest you restrain
yourself from calling us

until you have real
hard evidence.

As you requested, I
have indeed booked you.

You will be receiving
a citation

for negligent disregard for a
police officer's instruction.

End.

Your Calcop account
has been debited...

17 C.C.

Thank you for using
the LAPD.

Don't drink alcohol.

Don't buy guns.

Don't smoke.

Racism is a felony.

End.

Sit down, Buck.

Brad had a call from
Oromitshu yesterday.

Said they heard from
an undisclosed source

that we had a problem.

Understandably, they wanted to
withdraw their financial support.

What I'd like to know

is who told them
we had a problem?

Well, why ask me?

That journalist Melinda
was in here earlier,

said she saw a dead
cat in the lab.

When she asked you,
uh, how it died,

you said, "the profit motive."

That was off the record.

What else are you saying
to people off the record?

Nothing.

Then where the hell were
you yesterday afternoon?

I was in the hospital.
I was having tests.

Tests?

Buck, when I was your age,

I hit kind of a crisis.

I was selling payroll software
to financial institutions.

One day I asked myself,

"Where am I going?
What am I doing?

"I mean, what's the point
of always chasing money?"

So that night, I found myself
standing at a bookstore,

standing and staring
at all these books,

wondering if I should quit.

And I saw this book
by John Lennon.

So I picked it up and
opened it up randomly.

And there was this
quote by Lennon.

It said, "life is
a shit sandwich.

"The more bread you got,

"the less shit you eat."

Suddenly, I saw the light.

Yeah, well, you can eat all the
shit you want, but I don't have to.

Now, if you need me, I'll be
at the Pasadena Medical Plaza

having endocrine tests.

Have a nice day.

Is it just me?

Or do you want to kill him, too?

So it's changed shape.

Yeah, I know.

We're going to give you an
endoscopic probe in half an hour.

Dr. Braunmann's the best.

You can't just remove it?

No. It's synthesized with the
surrounding organ tissues,

the liver, stomach, pancreas.

So it's growing into me.

Well, we don't know yet.

It's undergoing some
kind of metamorphosis.

We don't know how
to remove it yet.

It's no good news this time.

Well, it's not nitric acid.

Phone call, Buck Corgan.

Pick up.

You know, you're wasting
your time at that place.

If you want to get rid of it,

you should be at the Southern
California Design Center.

What did you put inside--
Don't yell at me.

This is my show, understand?

Okay. Now, in the
east wing men's room,

in the furthest cubicle,
you'll find a package

containing the chemical
neutralizing agent

that'll dissolve
that sack safely.

Be there in 20 minutes.

I got to go.I'm coming with you.

No way.

I'll only be five minutes.

Any longer, I'm
coming to get you.

The 1980s saw the birth
of what later became known

as the Rectangular Years,

due to the overriding aesthetic
proponents of the line.

Auto-optical stylists
from around the world

competed in the Yuppie Years

to create the essence
of the '80s.

Meanwhile, auto-optical radicals
were busy defying the norm

by their bold use of spheres,
mobiles and organic shapes.

...defying the norm by
their bold use of spheres,

mobiles and organic shapes,

throwing the deconstructionist
rectangular designers

into a radical rethink
of their original theories.

Come here!

Come here!

Are you following me?

Of course I'm following you.

Why is it empty?

Call 911!

Call 911!

Call 911!

Call 911!

Call 911!

Call 911!

Call 911!

Call 911!

Am I on time, huh?

Look, I don't know what
you're talking about.

I thought you were my John.

Call 911!

Call 911!

Call 911!

Call 911!

Call 911!

Call 911!

Call 911!

Call 911!

Call 911!

Call 911!

Call 911!

Call 911!

Call 911!

Call 911!

It's guava juice.

You hungry?

Mail and messages.

Play messages.

What's the matter?

Don't you like me?

It's a pity you stood
me up last night.

I may have been able to work
something out with you...

Financially.

You're not the first
disgruntled research scientist

to sell secrets to
your competitor.

I come across this kind
of thing all the time.

To me, it makes
a great story.

But for you, well,

you've got a little
more at stake.

I'm interested to see how
your bosses will respond

to this video clip.

You could've been a great inside
informer, but for now, well...

It's anybody's guess.

Termini.

Second message.

Buck, I don't know
where you are.

You left the hospital
hours ago, but--

But, anyway,

I guess this message
will set everything straight.

I saw something today
I wish I hadn't seen.

And now I have no other
option left open to me--

Fast forward.

Blank.

An e-mail follows this message
with all the legal stuff.

End.

End.Open mail.

Phone call.

Phone call.

Phone call.

Pick up.

I told you not to go
to the cops...

But you did.

And that pissed me off.
Where is Angel?

I don't want to hurt her.

It's not part of the plan, but--

So don't make me
do anything silly.

I can guarantee you

that if you do anything
silly to her,

I will come after you,
I will find you,

I will do something totally
and completely insane to you.

Do you hear me?

Your next pick up will be
from the METRANS building.

Why don't you just start

by telling me what
this thing is,

because acid doesn't
change shape.

Go to will call at 12 noon

and don't be late.

What is this thing inside me?!

If you do this correctly,

then it's over.

And you won't hear
from me again, okay?

And she'll be released unharmed,

and you'll-- You'll be fine.

You expect me to believe you

after you told me to
pick up this package

that had a neutralizing agent

just so you could
kidnap Angeline?

I'm supposed to believe
you, you idiot?

You idiot!

Because you went
to the cops...

After I told you not to!

That's why.

So you had to learn.

You all have to learn
the hard way.

I'm the boss now.

I'm the boss.

End.

End.

Freeze, right there.

Dewayne?

Jesus, put the gun down.

I'm sorry, Mr. Corgan,
I got orders.

I can't let you on the premises.

Remember that vacation in Cancun
that you couldn't afford?

So what's next?

You look like you have a plan.

I have a very important plan.

So what's your psychological
dysfunction, huh?

I don't know.

Well, let me guess.

You're a 47-year-old virgin
that's hung like a mouse,

and gets sexually excited when
he plays doctors and nurses.

Probably live with your
mother, don't you?

Probably fuck your mother.

I'm sorry. I'm-- I'm...

I'm sorry, I...

I didn't mean to do that. I didn't--
It's not my intention to hurt you.

I just felt...

You said that about--

My mother's dead.

She died in, in a car wreck.

My, my little brother Paul,

he died, too. He was 9.

I was 11.
I, I was there,

but I, I didn't die
because, uh...

I was a coward.

My little brother
and I were arguing

'cause I always got
to sit in the front seat,

because I was--
I was old enough,

and I deserved it.

We went to the gas
station to get gas.

We got hit by this truck.

And my-- My mother...

Her head hit the steering wheel,

and she didn't make a sound.

My brother was screaming,

and the--
The car caught fire,

and I opened the door,

I jumped out.

I remember my brother
was shouting something.

And I was standing away
from the car, watching it.

I was so scared,
and I couldn't move.

And he was trying to get out of the car and
couldn't because his legs were trapped.

And then the car blew up.

The car just blew up.

Because, you see, that
particular make of automobile

was later shown to
be very dangerous

in rear-end collisions.

Deadly, in fact.

So when the car company
ran the numbers,

the figures,

they found that
it would cost $137 million

to replace the deadly gas tanks.

But only $50 million

to pay out in lawsuits.

I was one of the people
that they paid out to.

So...

When you said that
about my mother...

I got angry
and I hit you.

I'm sorry.

Oh, no.

Your fiance's final dose.

I love you.

Where is he?

There he is. There he is.
He's there. He's there.

He's there.

Good. Good.

Need to collect a package.

Name?

Corgan.

Buck Corgan.

What's he doing?
What's he doing?

It's a nice security system.

Hmm.

I don't have color camera
so, um...

What are you talking about?
Of course, it's color.

What's going on?
What's he have in his hands?

Uh, sir, you have
to sign for that.

No, you do it.
I trust you.

He's wearing gloves.

Phone call.

Where is he?

Phone call.

Where is he?
Why doesn't he answer?

Where is he?
Why doesn't he answer?

Phone call.

Phone call. Why doesn't he answer?

Damn!

Visitor.

Malcolm? Why?

Why?

A gun?
Are you mad?

You all right?

He's got a gun.

Don't worry about him.
I took care of him.

You're gonna have to cut me out.
Look, look over there.

Hurry.

It's Malcolm.

Our Malcolm?

He said today was your final
dose, what did he mean?

He's been feeding me
nano-engines.

What?

This thing inside me, it isn't growing.
It's being constructed.

Come on, let's go.

Okay.

Where you going?

Huh? Where you going?

Pick that package up.

I said pick it up.

Good. Good.

Good. Good. Now,
get in the car.

Get in the car and drive.

Get in.

Now drive.

Don't worry. We'll be all right.

So our success with Smoky here
is just the starting point

what could well be the fastest
growing industry this century.

Can you tell us a little bit
about the process.

Yes, this is the same process
that can turn a car tire

into a slab of prime steak,

or literally turn a spare
tire into prime beef cake.

I see you haven't tried the
test on yourself. Just kidding.

Have there been any
technical difficulties?

Well, in every scientific endeavor
there has to be a margin for error.

So, then you're familiar
with the term,

"Science advances
funeral by funeral"?

Shall we go on to the lab?

Why are you doing this?

Because I care about
what happens.

Care? You're a terrorist.

Sometimes, hat's the only way.

It's never the only way.

Look, there's a feeding frenzy
for nanotechnology,

nobody's saying slow down.

Go.

Unit 452, what's your 20?

Unit 452, over?

Take your time, buddy.

Look out!

He blew the light.I see him.

That was a red light.

Calling 923 in pursuit of
green Riot heading westbound.

Now the cops are following us.

This guy's now run about
three or four lights,

we're gonna need
all units back up.

You better drive straight,

'cause if they catch us,
you're both dead.

And so are you.

All units, IR. All units respond.
HSC in progress.

Westbound.

Unit 455 in pursuit
of 011, Riot.

Westbound on 2nd street.
Do you have OBV?

What's going on?

It's going westbound
on 10th now.

Westbound on 10th.

You like what you started,
Malcolm? Enjoying this?

Hey, I didn't start anything.

It's the, the greedy bastards,
that, that lawyers,

your money man,
your bean counters.

Slow down!

This guy's going 70.

80, he's blowing all the lights.

Idiot! Are you trying
to get us killed?

They're turning into
a business park.

I think this is a dead-end.

They're gonna bail. Their gonna
bail in this business park.

Pick up the camera
and follow me.

Give me the best, fucking
footage of your life.

I said pick it up!

Go, Johnny, kill 2, up link
this feed to COMSAT 7.

Move!

Police! Freeze!

Welcome to Nano Lab.

Put it down, Dewayne,
everything will be okay.

Just put it down. Malcolm's
gone nuts, just do as he says.

That's right, I've gone nuts.

Give me that gun, Dewayne,
or I'm gonna blow her head off.

Open the door, now!

Give him the gun.

Back off, Mr. Corgan.

Open the door, now!If
you open the door,

there will be a
full on shoot out.

Security guard,
open the door now!

Security guard, do not
give up your weapon.

Give me the gun!

Give him the gun.POLICEMAN 1:
Do not give him your...

Slide it over here, Dewayne.

Don't you dare.

Do not give up your gun!

Open the door!Cuff
yourself to that pole.

That's an order.

Drop it, that's an order.

Throw that key over here.

Where are the TV cameras?

Where are the TV cameras?

In the quarantine lab.

Great. Let's go.

Go.

Shut up. Shut up!

Don't shoot. Don't shoot.

Jerry Clark.

Jerry Clark.

Which one is it?

The yellow one.
The one next to the red one.

Jerry Clark.

Jerry Clark.

They went that way.

What's going on out here?

Malcolm, what are you doing?

I oughta shoot you right now.

There's a very important press
event going on down there.

Put the gun down, Malcolm.

Okay.

I'm sorry.

I'll put the gun down now.

Bean counter!

Malcolm!

Shut up.
Go! Go!

Come on!

What you're about to see
is my latest infomercial...

Don't move.

This is a live demonstration.

Hi, Donald.

Hi.

How are you?

Okay.

I'll bet you're surprised, huh?

Yes, actually I am.

Talking to the press ,huh?
DONALD: Yeah.

I'll bet you're telling them about your
revolutionary cancer-reversal technology.

Yeah.

Are you telling them how
we haven't had enough time

for the proper research and
that humans are going to die?

That human beings, that human lives
are in danger because you're greedy?

Well, I'll tell them.
I'll tell them for you.

How's that?

Because I don't think you're going
to tell them everything, Donald.

Because I think you...

Hey!

This is for your benefit!

Don't you want to
hear the truth?

You're supposed to tell the
truth, you're a journalist.

Malcolm is an employee
of ours.

Malcolm, whatever the problem is,
we can work it out...

Shut up, Donald. DONALD: All right.

You're the problem, okay?

Because I'm the boss now.
Get behind that desk.

Stay there.

You're the boss.

You want to know the truth?

We tried this out on lab animals

and actually caused cancer,

and yet today he wants to
try it out on human subjects.

All for the all-mighty dollar.
Isn't that right, Donald?

Come here.

Incorrect code.
- Try again.

Put the gun down.

Drop your weapon or I'll shoot.

I'm warning you.
Put the gun down.

Drop your weapon
or I will shoot.

Stay back. Stay back.

Let the hostage go.
COP 2: Put the gun down.

Open it.

Stay back.

Get out of the way.

Johnny, you got a lock?

Any second.

Stay back.

Gunman, drop your weapon.

Stay back.

That's an order! Drop it!

You, with the camera,
get out of the way.

Point the camera here.

Shit.

Point it in here.

Someone's gotta
open this door.

This is Melinda Clark
reporting live.

An employee armed-standoff
at Nanolab Industries.

Is it on?

I have something very important
to tell you about this hostage.

I've surgically implanted a bag of
synthetic protein into this man.

Every day for the
past three days,

I've given him a controlled
dosage of nano-engines.

Now, after three days, the
protein has begun to reassemble.

Malcolm, what did you
grow inside this man?

Come on, Malcolm.

A bomb.Everybody out, now.
Move it.

Move it.

Everybody out.

Come on, come on!

How long have I got?

Three minutes.

Shouldn't you give up now?

Why?

So that they can
send me to jail?

I'd rather be dead.

Why me?

You remember when
you were up for that...

Head research
position at Stanford?

It was between you
and one other guy.

You were the other guy.

Your father was a
friend of the Dean.

That's a joke.

My dad never wanted me
to go into research.

But you did. You did, you
went into research, and...

I would have given anything.

I would have given anything
for that post.

That was everything
to me, you see,

and I'd still be there now...

Right now, I'd be
there at Stanford.

Instead, I'm here.
I'm in this...

Malcolm...

Okay, you've made your point.

He doesn't have to die.

Let's get this thing
out of him.

It's too late now.

Come on, Malcolm.
Can we deconstruct it?

There's no time.

I'm sorry.

Come on.

Angel, you have to
get out of here now.

We're getting this thing out.
Hold this.

Breathe.

Okay.

Hold still. Still.

Okay. This is gonna hurt.

Okay.

I got it.

Let's go. Come on. Come on.

Security...

Hi, this is Melissa Storm
live in downtown Los Angeles,

where a dramatic hostage event
has come to an explosive end.

The explosion was felt
over half a mile away.

That was an explosion.

Malcolm John Garvey, who had
no record of mental illness,

suddenly snapped.

The body of Malcolm Garvey
remains in the building...

Damage estimated to be
in excess of $60 million.

At present, all the
police will confirm

is that there were two people inside
the building during the explosion.

There may be more.

...receive a clean bill
of mental health

as part of the
application procedure.

I guess we can all wave
goodbye to that sticker,

"You don't need to be crazy
to work here, but it helps."

An employee of the company
behind me went berserk

after his demands for better
working conditions were ignored.

Details are sketchy right now,

but it appears the bomber was killed
when he opened fire on police officers.

Paramedic, paramedic, I need a
morphine IV and a plasma-pack, now.

Buck, don't close your eyes.
Listen to my voice.

Stay with me, honey.

I can't die yet.

I've already booked the honeymoon,
and they won't accept cancellation.

It's okay, it's okay. Shh.

Keep your eyes open.

Look at me.

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