All language subtitles for +Decommissioned.2016

Oh!

Come on, that's ridiculous. Get over here, buddy.

- Ahh! - Hey!

- That is so unfair! - What do you mean it's unfair?

- He was cheating! - No way, he does not cheat,

he has never cheated in his entire life.

And you have a weight advantage!

Do you hear your mother? What kind of weight advantage?

Oh, you mean this weight advantage?

- Yeah, baby. - You like that?

I do like that kind of weight advantage.

- Come here. - Hi.

Hi!

Eww! Dad!

- Eww! - So gross! It's so yucky.

Get a room.

- Oh, shit. - No! No, no!

I'm sorry! Hold on, hold on.

It's Price. Be right back!

Hey, what up, handsome?

Hey, what's up?

You throwin' the ball around with the little one?

- Yeah, yeah. - Alright, well listen.

Sorry to bother you on a Sunday.

Nah, it's no big deal, what's going on?

I got this work to do, we're gonna deal with it.

One of the accounts has fallen apart.

We have some new information but I think we have to walk the client through it.

- Okay. - Okay, what about tomorrow morning, is that good?

- Yeah, Monday it is. - Great, well say hi to little fella for me.

- Of course. - Okay, mate. Alright, bye.

Alright, bye.

Hello, my dear.

Alright, everything in order?

- Yep. - Thank you.

We're good to go.

My fellow Americans.

Today in America, a teacher spent extra time with a student

who needed it, and did her part

to help lift America's graduation rate to levels that

have been unsurpassed for the past three decades.

An entrepreneur flipped the lights on in her high-tech start up company,

and did her part to help add to the more than eight million

new jobs that American businesses have created over the past four years.

An auto worker fine-tuned some of the best,

most fuel efficient cars in the world,

and did his part to help wean America off her dependence on foreign oil.

Now innovators in America's top industries

are leading the world on a path to a brighter future.

And it's time that our sworn leaders...

Smells good, baby.

I'm starving!

Since The Cold War, our government has employed a task force...

This guy's going to make a difference.

Now for decades, they've kept a close watch on us.

As we've slowly given up our rights...

Yeah, if he has enough time.

- ...our privacy, - You're such a pessimist.

No, I'm a realist. Four years isn't that long.

People like empty promises, you know?

There is no domestic threat great enough to warrant

the violation of the rights of the American people.

And while the US constitution contains no express right to that end...

Speaking of promises...

I think you owe me one, don't ya?

- Hm? - Mm-hm, I might.

I think this is collecting. That's right.

K, papi.

Oh, by the way-- No, no, no, no, no, come on.

Where do you think he learns it from? Hmm?

Come on, can you go help him wash up?

Sure.

What?

I'm just lookin' at you.

You gotta take out the trash.

- Nah. - Yeah.

There is no excuse

for the blatant invasion of privacy

incurred by the American people at the hands of the NSA,

the fbi, cia, or any other special intelligence task force.

My fellow Americans,

I will continue to work tirelessly to ensure

that privacy of the American people is upheld.

And that the American people are neither surveilled, nor monitored,

that we all feel safe in our homes,

secure in our streets and in our businesses.

My fellow Americans, thank you for tuning in tonight and listening.

May God bless you and may God bless America.

Whoa! Easy there, buddy.

I think it's a little bit past your bedtime!

- No way. - No way?

No way, what are you kidding me?

Get over here you little munchkin. Ooh!

Alright. Time for bed.

Alright, Spider Monkey, bedtime.

But, Dad? I'm not tired.

Alright, I'll tell you what, if you don't tell your mother,

I'll read you another chapter, okay?

- Pinky promise. - Pinky promise.

You know that's real right?

Hold on.

Another chapter it is.

So, oh, this is a good one.

"This is not what I asked for, This is not what I planned.

When I said, 'Okay, you can bury me, up to my neck in sand.'"

Ahh...

Go to sleep.

I'm turning the lights out.

- Hi. - Hi.

God you smell good.

Come here...

I love you.

Shit.

You gotta be fuckin' kidding me with this trash.

What the fuck is this?

Put him in the bag.

John?

John?

Go get the wife.

Got it.

I got the front.

I'll go grab the kid.

Come on, I know you're out there.

I can hear ya.

Look, I don't know any answers to your questions.

Please, just let me go.

Why don't you just tell us the truth?

Look, I'm not lying.

Your name is Steven White and you're an operative for the agency!

My name is John Niles.

I'm an insurance salesman, that's it!

Son of a... fuck!

I'm telling you the truth man, I swear to God.

I'm an insurance agent, what do you want from me?

Fuck this shit.

What do you know about operation jackknife?

I don't know anything about operation jackknife, man.

What do you know about operation jackknife?

I have no idea about that!

- Who's your contact? - I got no fuckin' contact.

- Who's your contact? Huh? - You got the wrong guy.

Give me something.

You gotta give me something. We're gonna do this all night until you give me something.

Who are your contacts? Hmm?

Come on, buddy. Tell me something.

I don't have any fucking contacts.

You don't have any contacts, huh?

Who you working for, huh?

Make it easy on yourself, come on. Speak up.

You can torture me all day, fool.

I don't have any answers for you.

I can't hear you! Who are you working with?!

I don't know what to tell ya.

I'm a fucking insurance salesman.

Alright, you're an insurance salesman, right?

- I'm an insurance salesman! - An insurance salesman, got it.

- Yeah, that's it! - I hope you life insurance, mother fucker.

Let me get something out of this guy.

You're a fuckin' dead man if you don't start talking.

Come on, give me something.

Wait.

You fucking confess.

Alright.

Alright, you're right.

My name is Steven White. Okay?

I used to be an agent. I retired.

They forced me out of the agency.

I have no fucking idea what operation jackknife is.

I have no idea!

I don't work for anybody anymore. Okay?

I'm a family man. I got a wife, a kid, that's it.

I swear to God.

Hi, babe.

- Mark? - Mom!

- Help! Mom! - Mark! Mark!

- Mom! Help. - Mark!

- No, no, no! - Mom! Help!

No! My little baby!

What do you want from me? Huh?

Rebecca?

Listen to me, is Mark with you?

Huh?

- No! - Do what I say, okay?

Everything's gonna be okay.

I'm gonna come get you. Okay? Hold on, I love you.

Rebecca!

You're getting the picture now, Johnny.

Yeah. Don't fuck with my family. You understand me?

You are not gonna do shit.

You're not giving the orders here, pal. We are.

And we'll let your family go after you do something for us.

You mess with my family, I swear to God I'm gonna hunt you down.

You fuckin' be easy, buddy.

I'm gonna kill you.

All in good time.

Kill my family, I swear to God.

Prep this son of a bitch for transport.

Your family, their lives are in your hands.

Your life is in my hands.

You hurt my family, I will find you, I will hunt you down,

and I will kill you. Do you understand me?

You ain't gonna do a goddamn thing!

Number three step forward please.

- Is that the man? - No.

- You're sure? - I'm sure.

Step back.

Number four, step forward please.

Is this the man?

That's him.

It was dark. This is the man who climbed in your window?

- That's him. - You're sure?

I'm sure.

Take number four to a conference room please.

Detective Weston...

Can you come with me, please?

I'll be right back. Excuse me.

Well, that looks like precision shooting.

We got five dead bodies,

enough physical evidence to fill a couple of evidence lockers.

- Goddammit. - Tell me about it,

I'm busy just thinking about all the paperwork that's gonna come from this one.

Who was the primary on the scene?

We got a call from a couple kids, thought they heard firecrackers.

Needless to say, it wasn't firecrackers.

These kids gonna need a lot of therapy in the near future, huh?

- Probably. - Where you going?

Get back here, I'm talkin' to you.

- You got a problem with me? - No.

Carle, why don't you fix your fuckin' name tag?

- Get the fuck out of here. - Yes, sir.

Detective Walsh.

- Detective-- - Walk me through it.

Well, evidence is scarce and CSI has not shown up yet.

We've pulled what we can from their drivers' licenses.

Based on time of death and weapons used,

we can give you an approximate idea of what we think happened--

At this stage of the game, approximate is fine. Let's go, come on.

Okay, so here we have a Jim Lee and Damon Reeves.

Jim was an accountant.

Damon, he worked at a bank.

The thing with Damon, is that his wallet was missing.

Assuming he actually carried a wallet,

we're thinking the guy who killed him, also took his wallet.

His weapons were missing as well.

So our boy is armed.

Considering the carnage, I'm not surprised.

Over here we have Sean Reeves, a Mike Power and Martin Chance.

Sean was a teacher, Mike was a vet and Martin well, uh, he was a nurse.

That's a pretty rough looking nurse.

How bout this guy, the black guy?

Well, that's the interesting thing.

See we can't find anything on this guy.

When we pulled up the driver's license we found,

it came up with a Peter Morris.

The thing is, the Peter Morris we found has actually been dead for over ten years.

We'll know more when we get the test results back.

What about the guy in the chair, what do you have on him?

Well, what we can tell so far, it looks like he single handedly killed every single guy here.

We have no idea who this guy is.

Once we get the test results back from his blood, urine and whatever he had for lunch,

we should know a little bit more.

So, they beat the shit out of this guy,

and he still manages to get loose and kill all five of them

and then just walk out of here.

Well, that's just perfect, we should close this case by lunch tomorrow.

Fuck.

Why is this funny?

Officers found that with a bunch of kids.

Well, that's a high end cell phone for a kid, isn't it?

That's exactly what the officer said.

We ran some tests on the last calls made

and they match up with the exact time of the victims' death.

On top of that, we have a John and Rebecca Niles address.

We don't have anyone here with that name.

Did you send a black and white to this address?

It's en route.

Well, you better send backup because if John Niles is the guy

who was in this chair, it's gonna be a fuckin' disaster.

So what are you thinking, it's some sort of undercover operation gone wrong?

I have no idea, but these mother fucking fake IDs are getting me pissed off.

Yeah, Weston.

Sorry, sir.

Carle. Assist Detective Walsh.

I can't hear you, you got, you gotta...

Wait 'til I'm outside. Hang on.

Take the next exit, let's get out of this mess.

Okay, there you are. No, I couldn't hear you inside, so now I'm going outside.

Marie, I couldn't get any reception inside, now I got it.

Is everything alright?

Marie, call 911.

I am really impressed, Johnny.

You aren't rusty at all.

You hurt them, I swear on my life I'll kill you.

After what you pulled at the warehouse, I don't doubt that.

Listen, John, this is simple:

Do what we ask when we ask. Alright?

This is a time sensitive situation. So no more games!

You don't need them. All you need is me.

Tell me what you want me to do.

We'll be in touch.

Oh, and John, you might want to leave your house.

Right now.

Dispatch, we're on a site at 15925 Dawson Lane.

It's pretty quiet, we're gonna go check it out.

Hold up. Door's open.

Drop your gun, drop your gun!

Drop your gun! Drop your gun, man.

Drop your gun!

Drop your fucking gun, man.

Think about what you're doin', man.

What the hell do you think you're doing?

What the fuck? Don't be stupid.

Think about what you're doing.

Are you kidding me?

There you are, captain.

Your itineraries are in the final draft of your remarks.

Thank you, Roger.

Any updates on that, uh,

on that CIA BT 85 legislation, you know,

I want to move quickly on this, as we've made privacy our central theme and main focus.

I can have you a copy, sir, in a couple of hours.

- Do you have my glasses, Roger? - No, no I don't have 'em.

Alright, well, looks like that's gonna have to wait.

Cheers.

- Mr. President, five minutes. - Thank you, Roger.

Here, let me help you with that.

- Ahh... - Mm.

Almost.

You know how much I hate these dog and pony shows.

- Oh, I know. - Be a love and go for me?

- You'll be fine. - Says you.

Oops.

Can't have the most powerful man in the world

showing up to this dog and pony show wearing, oh, good, lipstick.

Well, might be an improvement.

I don't think so.

I still feel like it needs some help.

Yeah, it's me.

Meet me at the spot in one hour.

Yeah.

Be there.

Look, I'm trying to tell you what happened.

This guy, he went through us like we weren't even there. Cut right through us.

Shit, he had me dead to rights he could have killed me.

Shit, for that matter he could have killed us both.

Just sit down.

- Green. - Waters.

It doesn't change the fact that we have what used to be

a warehouse full of dead cops.

Well, I mean seriously, ask yourself...

If this guy's such a stone cold killer than why the hell

would he go through the trouble of taking us down

with his hands instead of using a gun?

I mean, Christ, he had a gun in each hand by the time

he was done dancing with us.

I don't know. That's what I have to find out.

Sir, I'm just sayin, I think,

I think you should look a little deeper because I'm...

I really doubt this is your guy.

Well for the moment he's my only lead, which makes him my only suspect.

Real question is, who is John Niles?

What the fuck did you get me involved in?

We had solid intelligence,

there was a major threat on some government officials.

We wanted to get you on the inside to find out what their planning.

You didn't tell me the risk factor.

- You threw me in blind. - We didn't know the facts.

Oh, you didn't know the facts? Well, now people are dead.

And they have my family.

You threw me into the fucking lion's den.

And I apologize. We didn't know they'd get your family.

- Do they know I'm a plant? - No, absolutely impossible.

I did this because I owed you.

You said it would be a no risk operation.

They have my fucking family, Mike.

- That's not low risk. - I know. I apologize for that.

Stand by me, I'll give you my word. We'll get your family back.

The men you took pictures of...

- Mm-hmm? - They report to this man.

- David Marino. - Yeah, we met.

Who is he?

Not only does he do a lot of killing, he enjoys it.

Who does he work for?

The cia.

You're kidding me.

Be ready at 12:00.

Marino's lost it.

He's got his men hunting everybody.

If he gets out of prison--

So this is operation jackknife?

Until recently it was just theory.

The president signed his own death warrant

when he tried to decommission the CIA,

but now they want to make sure that you're involved.

Why the fuck do they want me involved?

You're the perfect scapegoat, John.

- You're off everybody's radar. - This is happening?

Yeah, but we've got you covered.

They're gonna fuckin' hang me out to dry.

They're gonna leave me on the fucking roof, Mike.

John, you fucked up, you got to pull it together.

Your family's side of it, we'll deal with.

But you gotta stay off the radar.

Now, listen, if anything gets too hot, this is your fail safe.

It's got everything about the president, CIA, Marino,

9/11, the fucking works.

This is your get out of jail free card, John.

This mother fucker will save your life.

So guard it with your life.

- Thank you. - Good luck.

Let's go, John.

- Take the roof, John. - Yep.

Here, take the keys.

There's a car downstairs, go! Go!

He's out cold.

- Dad! - Mark?

- Dad! - Mark!

- You okay, buddy? - Dad!

You've had your proof of life.

Now the next 30 seconds

will determine whether your family lives or dies.

So you better be pretty fucking convincing!

Why did you contact this man?

Price was my handler back when I was an agent.

I knew I couldn't go to the cops,

he was the only one I could turn to.

And what did he tell you?

He said the guys at the warehouse were CIA.

But he had no fucking idea why I was involved.

- And? - That's it.

Your goons showed up.

Alright, I suppose since we don't have the luxury of time

we're gonna have to trust you. You find anything?

Nothing. Price didn't have anything on his computer.

No mention of either jackknife or Niles.

Alright, we move forward.

John, you do what we say when we say it,

and your family will be okay.

And this will all be over. Alright, go ahead.

Sweet dreams, John.

- Everything ready, Marino? - We're in good time.

Proceed with jackknife as planned.

I don't have to remind you what's at stake here, do I, agent?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know, you'll kill me.

The surveillance program is a critical part of our national defense system.

This bill our president passed is not only unconstitutional,

but it undermines the exact fiber of all of our defense organizations.

You understand that, right?

Our enemies are no longer faceless foreigners.

We have snakes in the garden, Marino. Wolves at our gates.

And we must do anything and everything in our power to protect this country.

We can no longer trust the president to do so.

Don't disappoint me.

Don't let your country down.

We'll be in touch.

Yeah?

John? You do what we say,

this will all be over soon.

I got it.

Roger, I'm going over the BT 85 document

and everything looks good.

So I'll sign off on when I, uh, wrap up this circus.

Just make sure to let the director know it's being signed.

It won't go into effect immediately,

so, I want a smooth transition.

It'll be best for everyone, alright?

I don't want any fallout on this one. Thank you.

Now look, we're watching everything.

You getting the picture now, Johnny?

Move east along 42nd street.

Turn north.

Enter the building.

- You ready for this? - Yes, sir.

Poacher's on site, we'll meet you at location foxtrot.

Why you doin' this to me?

Sometimes a great sacrifice is necessary.

Your leader is weak and you're in combat.

You remove him in order to survive.

You're never going to get away with this.

Look people still argue as to whether or not Oswald acted alone

or if he even took the shot.

At the end of the day it didn't matter.

The president was still dead.

Pick up his rifle.

What if I can't do it?

Can't is the cancer of can.

Now for the sake of your family,

I suggest you give it your best effort.

The clock is ticking, John.

We don't have time to debate this.

And you're the best there is.

Take the shot, John.

Take this shot, John or your kid's gonna suffer.

Fuck you.

Just take the goddamn shot, Niles, stop being a pussy!

Negative, sir. No sign of him anywhere.

About to do a sweep of the perimeter.

It's done. The president's down.

You got your patsy. Now release my family.

You're not giving the fuckin' orders here, pal.

You got that?

Let my family go now,

or I'll walk to the nearest television station

and tell them what I did and why I did it.

You really think anybody's gonna believe you?

Especially after what you've done?

I'll shout so loud they'll have to listen.

You want me, let 'em go.

Niles, you're in no position to bargain.

Fucker hung up on me.

Release the kid. See if we can flush the daddy out.

You better find your daddy, kid.

Does anyone have eyes on Niles?

Negative.

Go, you go!

Dad! Dad!

- Dad? - Come on, kid, show us where your father is.

- Anything? - Nothing, no eyes on target.

Mark, come here, buddy.

Fuck it, just shoot the little bastard.

Come on, buddy.

Come on, buddy, come on. Come on, come on.

Fuck.

I am not paying 400 dollars for Aspirin. Four hundred dollars?!

For Aspirin? Four hundred dollars?

Are you guys kidding me?! I don't have insurance.

What happened to affordable healthcare?

You better get your supervisor, you better find the president,

somebody needs to come to this counter and talk to me today cause I'm not leavin'.

Uh, ma'am, I'm, I'm just a temp.

The receptionist will be back sometime later.

She's at lunch right now.

I need a doctor.

It's gonna be okay, buddy.

Look at me, you're gonna be fine. Okay?

I said I need a doctor! Now!

You're okay. You're gonna be okay, okay?

- Daddy! - I got you.

You're alright. I'll be right here.

Don't worry, sir, he's gonna be okay.

I'm right here, son.

This is standard procedure every time we have a gunshot victim.

- Yeah. - We need to...

make a report, you understand?

Yeah, I understand.

Let me start with your first name,

what is your first name?

Look I don't have time for this, okay?

It's just company policy, we have to get this report done.

I know I understand company policy,

but let me explain something to you,

my son is down there, he's been shot. Okay?

Sir, at least let me help you, okay?

I just need this for the report.

Okay, okay. Alright, fine. Go ahead.

Security?

Yes.

- It's for you. - It's for me?

- Hello. - Hey, Johnny. How's little Mark?

Hold on a second.

Hey, bud, it's my father. he doesn't know about this yet.

Will you give me a couple seconds? Please?

- Sure, make it fast. - I appreciate it.

- Yeah. - Johnny.

Johnny. You know how this ends, don't you?

I did everything you asked me to, what are you doing?

Johnny be careful, you don't want that guard to hear too much.

Alright? It might be hazardous to his health.

You don't want his death on your conscience now, too, do you?

Yeah. That's right.

I've been watching everything.

Now, look, you turn yourself over to us,

then I let your family live. This just ends, right now.

You touch my family I swear to God I'm--

I know, you'll kill me.

Your family's lives are in your hands, not mine.

Now the police are on their way

and your family can't afford for you to get arrested.

Now you take out that guard and you take his cell.

- Alright? - Yeah.

We'll be in touch.

Ciao.

No, he's gonna be fine, he...

Yeah, don't worry. I'm here with him right now.

And she knows. Yep.

No, it's gonna be okay, Dad. I promise.

Weston, captain wants to see you.

You wanted to see me, captain?

Sit down.

Your perp just hit the number one most wanted list.

We have just been informed that American John Niles has been

identified as the prime suspect in this morning's

attempt on the life of President Ford.

It is believed Niles, also known as Steven White,

was formerly a special forces operative who later

worked in one of our government's anti terrorist units.

Exact details have yet to be confirmed.

We had him. We had the cellphone, We had him!

This is going to get out of hand.

Every badge, every patriotic nut job is gonna be lookin' for this guy.

His life expectancy just dropped about a thousand percent.

I want you to get him first!

Captain, we're gonna be under a microscope with this.

I don't care what the press says,

I want you to get this son of a bitch!

You hear me!?

- Dead or alive? - I don't care!

Either way or both!

I got it, Captain.

Get the fuck out of here.

Waters! Get in here! Now!

Sit down!

John Niles has been identified

as the prime suspect in this morning's attempt

on the life of President Ford.

It is believed Niles, also known as Steven White,

was formerly a special forces operative

who later worked with one of our government's anti terrorist units.

Exact details have yet to be confirmed.

I thought we had an understanding.

Sorry about this, move forward.

Niles is to kill the president and you're to kill Niles.

He never should have made it off that rooftop, Marino.

Niles is now God knows where and God knows who he's talking to.

If he starts running his mouth off,

you can forget about the decommissioned of the CIA,

we're done, we're through.

This will all be over soon.

There's not gonna be any trial,

we're not gonna spend any of the few couple years in Club Fed.

This is treason! Fix this, Marino!

Fix it!

We need to start reducing his options.

I want everyone with a gun and a badge after this shithead!

Well, what are you waiting for?!

Excuse me, Detective Weston with the PD.

I'm looking for the head of security.

Someone's giving him orders.

This is your fail safe.

It's got everything about the president, CIA, Marino, 9/11, the fucking works.

This is your get out of jail free card, John.

Modest storage for rent.

What the fuck does John Niles have that he needs to hide in a storage unit?

lapd.

Yeah, can you get me through to the Secret Service?

Please hold.

- Yeah, this is Thompson. - Hello, Detective Weston here.

I'm investigating a case that involves the prime suspect in the presidential shooting.

What can I do for you, detective?

Well, we just discovered that John Niles has acquired

a substantial amount of fire power from a storage locker.

How is that possible when he's on every agency's

and police force most wanted list?

Listen, maybe you can read about that in the report

written by somebody who has the time to write it,

but right now I'm more concerned about

why he wants that fire power.

You see, I haven't heard anything in the news

about the president's condition

so I'm assuming he's still alive,

which worries me that maybe John Niles

is gonna try and finish the job.

His condition is classified and I'll take what you said

under advisement, detective.

But rest assured that the president has sufficient

protection from both the Secret Service and Homeland Security.

We don't need city police clouding the issue with their theories and ideas.

Okay. You're right.

President's already been shot

and you guys have been doing a fine job.

Congratulations.

These fucking assholes.

- This is Pete. - Yeah, Pete, it's Tom.

I meant to get back to you earlier.

You have any news on the victims in the warehouse explosion?

Listen, the explosion didn't leave us much to work with.

It's gonna take awhile for the lab to piece together anything from the remains.

I ran the names that you gave me and nothing came back on our systems.

Not even a parking ticket.

These guys are a little too clean if you ask me.

Maybe you should try the CIA.

You think these guys are spooks?

I don't know what to think.

Weston, I wish I could but I don't have access to their systems.

Pete, you may have to break a few laws, okay?

Alright, man. But you owe me.

Thanks.

Sir.

Someone has got to find me John Niles.

- Sir. - What?

Can't you see that I'm talking?

I think I got him.

- I want this guy dead! - Understood.

Get up.

Get up!

We got a hit on our guy.

We got a hit on Niles from two separate street cams.

Fucking beautiful. Finally, a break.

Hun, run now! To the broken window, go!

Hurry up! I'll meet you there.

That was a pretty ballsy move. Non-lethal shot.

Well, maybe I was just rusty.

Ah, bullshit.

You just guessed there was a second shooter.

But you've won nothing here, John.

This doesn't change a fuckin' thing.

Mission isn't complete.

Let's go, down the fire escape.

Okay. Please take her.

Take her into custody.

Take her into protective custody.

I'll take care of this fuck.

Come on, boss. Let's go. Come on!

Tough guy, huh?

John Niles, I did that for your own safety to make it look real.

You're lucky someone didn't shoot you dead back there.

You really know how to ruin a man's day, John.

I spoke to forensics, it's gonna take like a year to fill out

the report of everything that you've done.

Yeah, well if they're lookin' for the answers they'll find 'em.

The truth is out there. I just draw attention to it.

That way they couldn't cover it up.

You know, that's an interesting theory,

but another man might say that the guy who shot the president

decided to go to war with the CIA.

My family's okay. That's what matters.

I need 24-hour protection on them.

That includes Mark, in the hospital, you understand?

I already, I already got a man at the hospital.

But I doubt you're gonna be able to talk your way out of

all the shit you've done today.

Now I spoke to the doctor

he said your son's out of surgery. He's gonna be okay.

Thank you.

This is UNIT 3-4-2-1,

White House just confirmed

president is out of surgery and is stable.

Please dispatch all available units to the hospital now.

- So he's not dead. - No, he's not dead.

Because I'm a soldier, not an assassin.

But he's lucky it was me on that roof.

Otherwise he would be dead.

That'd be pretty hard to prove.

Yeah. Why don't you come look at my pocket.

Maybe that'll help you out a little bit.

Been working with Homeland Security.

Time to set the dogs on Mr. Niles.

Once Niles is dead, we move forward.

The president doesn't leave alive.

Listen to me, something's not right.

It's a road work. They're workin' on the fuckin' road. Calm down.

I'm telling you, it's not road work.

Hey, come on, guys.

PD. You gotta let us through.

Hey, just let us make some room.

Weston! Weston! Weston!

- Hey! - Weston!

It's about time.

Hey.

I was shot.

But you're wearin' a vest.

It still hurts.

I should've went in the FBI.

They got better body armor.

I take it you believe me then.

I believe they wanted him to take you alive, John.

So what's your play?

Go to the hospital, save my son.

Stop 'em killin' the president. That's the play.

You kill every treasonous, cop killing bastard along the way.

Only one problem with that.

My face is plastered all over the news.

Can't just walk through the front doors.

I got it. I got it.

Mike, you still got that relative in the fire department?

Weston, we just got word from the Secret Service director.

They're moving the president today.

That means it's David's last chance.

Once the president gets on Air Force 1 and lands in DC, he's untouchable.

Shit, the only window they have to get him

is before he leaves the hospital.

Nah. Security's way too tight on his floor. They'll never get to him.

Maybe they don't have to actually have to get to him.

What do you mean?

Maybe they just have to get close to him.

- What floor is he on again? - Same as your son.

Shit come on, let's get ready. Put you under. Put your feet up.

Slow down.

- Careful. - Alright, get the end.

Ready?

Excuse me.

Yeah, I'm Detective Weston,

We got a prisoner here. I gotta get him checked out before I take him upstate.

Can you help me out?

Right this way.

Okay, so we'll put him here in room A for now.

And we'll send in a doctor as soon as we have one ready.

Alright, come on, come on.

Ma'am, excuse us, please.

President's on the next floor. Let's go.

Get down.

Move.

Shit!

Fire alarm.

We're gonna be locked down.

You guys split up; see if you can find another way off this floor.

- Yes, sir. Copy that. - Let's go let's go.

Shit, fire alarm. Get to the stairwell, go.

This is Thompson 1-5 with the president,

fire alarms goin' off.

Secure the room right now, secure the whole floor,

send me five more agents.

POTUS is secure.

End of the hall.

Move!

- I'm callin' backup! - 911, what is your emergency?

You got Detective Weston of the LAPD.

We are under attack. We're at the St. Rose hospital.

Send backups. Send everything fucking thing you have.

Regard every fucking agent is--

Fuck!

Fuck this, I'm waiting for backup.

Theirs or yours? If I get to the president first at least we have some hope.

- You're sure of that? - Here's what I am sure of:

If we don't get there quick we're gonna be screwed.

Because you know what? To the untrained eye, it looks like we're shootin' our way in!

You're not making me feel very safe, John.

- Hey. You okay? - Hey.

I was shot twice in one day, John, go fuck yourself.

- You'll live. - What are you waiting for?

Go get the motherfucker.

Ah, fuck.

- Hey, fucker. - Back off, Johnny!

Hold it right there, pal.

Pullin' that fire alarm was a nice touch.

I didn't expect that.

But now you're stuck in here with me.

This is the detonator.

And your car is packed with enough semtex

to blow up this place to fuckin' hell.

So let me tell you how tomorrow's headline's gonna play out.

- Please do. - After his botched attempt on the life of the president,

John Niles went on a killing spree,

which included several CIA agents, secret servicemen

and local law enforcement personnel.

Niles then returned to the hospital on a suicide mission,

intent on killing himself, his son,

and the President of the United States.

A suicide bomber? That's your plan B?

Sometimes a great sacrifice is necessary.

And you know what?

You're still the patsy and I'm gonna die a hero!

- Hold that. - Hm...

Got it?

Hey, what are you doing over there, bud?

Huh?

I think we got a little Picasso on our hands, hun.

Let me see.

Daddy kick bad guy butt.

Yeah, Daddy's definitely kicking bad guy butt.

- Wow. - What did you say?

Daddy kicking bad guy butt.

- Yeah. - Wow.

You know he's your son.

No, no, no, he actually comes from your loins.

That's correct.

You know what I think we should do?

I think we should take these two pictures of Daddy's, um, butt kicking.

- Yeah. - And put them in a very special place,

and then we'll take this picture and put it on the fridge.

Nah, I think we should do this one on the fridge.

- Yeah. - Special place.

Yeah, okay.

So I'm just gonna take these two right here

and then let's take this one over to the fridge.

- Good job, bud. - Very good job.

Yes.

Hi, Price.

Turn the TV on. Channel seven.

Channel seven?

Good morning America.

Today we are here to honor two men.

Who have not only demonstrated great strength of character but remarkable bravery.

They're willingness to put their lives on the line

and in harm's way, to save my life

and the lives of hundreds of Americans by preventing

a terrorist attack on American soil

is nothing short of inspiring.

Our guy Weston's looking pretty photogenic.

After you gave him all the credit.

Well, they couldn't exactly put a medal on you for shooting

the president, could they?

Besides, you two are a good team.

By the way, there are only three people in the world

that could take that shot.

President should be grateful that I was one of 'em.

And I'm the one that should be getting the medal here.

You know how much shrapnel I'm pullin' out of my ass right now?

Yeah, you bored at your day job yet?

Oh, no. I'm not bored at all.

I got something a little bit special

could use your expertise.

Okay, let me guess.

So you can give all the credit away, right?

Absolutely.

At least tell me you'll think about it.

Okay, thanks for nothin'.

Alright, I'll talk to you.

Looks great.

Perfect.

I still like Daddy kill bad guy look.

I'd like to introduce to you, America,

Captain Jake Barlow and Detective Thomas Weston.

Two true Americans.

Thank you, Mr. President. Just doin' my job.

- Thank you, Mr. President. - Thank you, sir.

We are just glad that we could be

in the right place at the right time

to protect you, Mr. President, and the American people.

And remember, Barlow for Mayor 2016.

Thank you, Mr. President.

There you have it, ladies and gentlemen.

Thank you for joining us today.

May God bless you, and may God bless the American public.