All language subtitles for UNFORGETTABLE - S02 E12 - Omega Hour (720p - AMZN Web-DL)

MAYOR: The people
who depend on us

are expecting us to
make the tough choices.

Which is why,
with all due respect,

I believe, in the 21st century,

it takes more than a village,

it takes a city.

And in the case of New York,

the greatest city on Earth.

WOMAN: Yes.

Yes! MAN: Well said.

That's New York!
MAYOR: Thank you.

Thank you for your
continued support.

And a special thank
you to Ron Skinner

for hosting this event.

Please, buy one
of his apartments.

But if you don't, you
can always donate

the $80 million to my campaign.

Darn, I left my
checkbook at home.

You know, I looked at
one of these apartments.

It wasn't for me...
Not enough windows.

SKINNER: I think you can see
around you why Skinner Plaza

will soon establish itself

as Manhattan's preeminent
"glamortech" address,

so please, grab a Blu-ray
prospectus on your way out.

And for God sakes,
make me an offer.

CARRIE: Can we have another...

What was I drinking, whiskey?

Carrie, may I say
how lovely you look.

Oh! Well, thank you, Eliot.

And your plus one.

Why, thank you Eliot.

I believe that's the
closest you've ever come

to delivering a
genuine compliment.

Easy, Jo, it was
anything but genuine.

Okay, why don't you two
just kiss and make up?

Did you guys hear the mayor?

He insists we show up

and then doesn't even
acknowledge Major Crimes.

Yes, but he did take
credit for all of our work.

Ah, well, I suppose getting
a shot at Ron Skinner's

legendary Bordeaux
collection is worth it.

Well, that, and these
fabulous crumbly things.

I think we should be honored

that the mayor invited us.

"Should" being
the operative word.

The truth is, you're
right... I wouldn't want

to be trapped in a
room with either of them

for more than four minutes.

Excuse me. Hello?

Yes...

How's life at Chez Skinner?

CARRIE: There's still
hope for some excitement.

Eliot okay with Webster
taking my place?

Yeah! You know how
Eliot and Jo love each other.

You know, if I bail
now, I could be there

in 15 minutes.

CARRIE: No, you can't.

You're the groomsman, Al.

I know you want to rub
elbows with the mayor,

but your loyalty is with
Peter and Lacey today.

Going solo to this
wedding was a big mistake.

I'd make you dance
with me if you were here.

Aw. But I don't dance.

Okay... I guess I'll
just have to dance

with Lacey's sister Andrea.

AL: She's had a
little crush on me

for a while, if you recall.

You remember her?

Of course you remember
her, she's beautiful.

Even I remember her.

Carrie?

Al is very sad that he is not
here for all the hobnobbing.

And it's killing you

that he didn't invite you
to the wedding. Not true.

I don't like weddings.
And I do believe

that men and women
can be just friends.

Yeah, and with hard bodies
and great hair like you two...

Oh, no, you cannot.

Uh-oh.

Oh, here comes Tom
and Jerry. Here they come.

You must be the
crime-fighting superhero

that Eliot was telling me about.

No, I'm just the coroner,
but I get that a lot.

Welcome to my building.

Ron Skinner.

Oh! Carrie Wells.

Hello.

How about the private tour?

I'd love it!

The more the merrier.

Actually, we... we're
going to get going soon.

We gotta work.

And, uh, but, we'll
take a rain check.

Carrie, you... you really
should take this opportunity

to get to know one of the
city's great benefactors.

I'll take the express tour.

Great.

Ellie, you are shameless
forcing that jerk on Carrie.

The mayor approves
our budget, Joanne.

Which means he
pays for those electrons

in that electron
microscope of yours.

Aha. Yeah.

And Skinner pays for the mayor.

Mm-hmm. Okay.
It's as simple as that.

That being said, go
save her in three minutes.

That man is a pig.

And this is where the
magic happens, as they say.

Is that what they
say? The magic, huh?

What are you going to do,
pull a rabbit out of something?

Hah! Ha, ha!

No, y are the real
magician here.

CARRIE: Oh, well...

Go ahead... dazzle me
with that memory of yours.

What do you know about me?

You don't need me... Please.

Show me your gift.

Okay.

Ronald Skinner,
married Olivia Francis.

May 1997; divorced April 2000.

Married again in 2002,
divorced again in 2005.

Married Melody in 2009 and
divorced Melody in, well, 2009.

The Post reported the reason for

your disharmony
was infidelity... yours.

Again.

Hmm.

You know, I'm on the
lookout for my next bride.

Oh!

I miss married life.

See, I think...
you miss cheating.

Fiery. I like that.

Uh-oh, careful... Your
neighbors will see.

Uh, no... uh, no lookey-lookey.

I spent millions in

state-of-the-art
security windows.

Meaning what?

Meaning... I value
my privacy, Carrie.

Oh.

And I think we should take
advantage of that privacy

while we have the chance.

You're lucky I'm unarmed.

You... I'm gonna
show you something.

But you have to promise
to keep it a secret.

All right.

WEBSTER: $80
million for an apartment,

and I have yet to
find a bathroom.

So, Joanne, Ronald
here, was, um...

just finishing up his tour.

SKINNER: In fact,
I was... finished.

You two can show yourselves out.

Was it something I said?

Great event.

All good things must
come to an end, Ron.

Ellie and I gotta
be heading out.

Quite a place you got here.

It's a little cramped.

My team's waiting downstairs.

Oh, hold on, Mr. Mayor, I'll
head down there with you.

Ellie.

Thanks. Thank you for coming.

WOMAN: Nice to
see you, sir. And you.

(mellow Muzak
playing over speakers)

Really nice event, Ron.

You can cut the crap, Mike,
and tell me you'll take care of

my air rights problem in SoHo.

And you know I
can't tell you that.

The Board of Estimates
is up my butt on that.

Hello! Mike! I just
raised a half-mil

for you in there.

You need to at
least tickle my...

With all due
respect... Mr. Skinner,

the mayor has fast-tracked
every permit you applied for.

That's some serious tickling.

Aren't you the slippery one.

So much for the most
high-tech building in New York.

Oh, great.

He's been studying up.

Oh.

MAN: Sit down!

That was a gunshot.

Yeah, I know the caterers
were bad, but still, this is...

My phone's completely crashed.

Well, mine, too.

We have to go
see what's going on.

CARRIE: Let's go.

Eliot?

ELECTRONIC VOICE:
Well, hello, Mr. Policeman.

What's happening?

ELECTRONIC VOICE:
Five, four, three, two, one...

Enjoy the ride.

ELECTRONIC VOICE:
$100 million in 60 minutes,

or I drop them
the rest of the way.

Building's locked down,

security gates are lowered,
all entrances sealed.

ESU reports no sign of
security guards or doormen.

Bad guys have taken
control of the building.

And according to these records,

Skinner's the only
resident of the building.

Doesn't open till spring.

Any word from Carrie and Jo?

Most of the guests
left the party.

We don't know
who's still in there.

Any idea who's doing this?

We're in the dark.
No visual on the perps.

Jay...

who could hack into
both Skinner's building

and the NYPD system?

Someone who's got
skills, sophistication,

and a big set of freakin'
stones to go after the mayor.

Dangerous trifecta,

but it gives you
somewhere to start.

All right... Five? Thanks.

Eliot's being held up there,

maybe Carrie and Jo, too.

We're not losing anyone today.

I'm sure she's all right, Al.

Get down! You! Shut up!

You heard him... don't move!

MAN: I'm gonna stay by
the door. MAN 2: Get down!

Bring 'em in here!

Come on! This
ain't musical chairs!

Sit on the floor! Sit down!

Let's go!

Come on, people! Come on!

Keep your mouths shut!

Nobody else has to get hurt.

WEBSTER: It looks
like one of the caterers.

Shoulder wound.

MAN: Security guards and doormen

are all locked up downstairs.

Ike's watching the lobby.

Look, that's an
awful lot of blood.

It could be the brachial artery.

By shooting that guy, they
are saying take us seriously.

MAN: Andrew's
dealing with the package.

Good. Sweep
upstairs for stragglers.

: Let's go.

Shh.

ELIOT: Well, I suppose
getting a shot at Ron Skinner's

legendary Bordeaux
collection is worth it.

CARRIE: Please be the
same as the wine cellar.

Please be the same.

Yes.

Come here. Go, go.

(mellow Muzak
playing over speakers)

Who's after me, Eliot?

Please... I'm the
one they're after.

My guys get threats
like this every week.

Really?

Like this.

Well, I really appreciate
you asking us over, Ron.

Okay, so, who is it, terrorists?

No, we will not negotiate
with terrorists. Oh, please.

Save it for the
press release, Mike.

So, I'm just supposed
to pony up $100 million?

Okay, slow down, both of you.

We need to figure out
who we're dealing with first.

Great, no service.

MAN: Good afternoon, gentlemen.

Apologies for the inconvenience,
but there's business

to take care of. Mr. Skinner,

if you are indeed interested

in "ponying up my
tab," as you say,

feel free to call.

There's a cell phone in
the call box that works.

And, yes, I can hear
everything you say in there.

Now, Mr. Delson, I
consider myself fortunate

you chose to ride
with your two friends.

Gives me a direct
line to the NYPD.

And tell me while you're
otherwise engaged,

with whom would you
suggest I communicate?

Lieutenant Al Burns,
he's with Major Crimes.

Thank you. Now, sit back, relax,

and I'll be with you again soon.

He better be good.

Yeah, he's good.

Al, you got a call
coming in on line two.

Al Burns.

MAN: Lieutenant Burns,
my congratulations.

You've been chosen by
the mayor to be my liaison.

Must be my lucky day.

Forgive me for rushing
through this part.

I can see everything
outside the building,

thanks to her own cameras,

and the NYPD's vast
surveillance network.

Come within 50
yards of Skinner Plaza,

and the elevator drops.

Try to breach the
building, the elevator drops.

If I see a helicopter,

sniper, anything untoward...

The elevator drops.

Very good.

Failure to follow my orders,
and all the hostages die.

You have 47 minutes to get
me my $100 million, Burns.

Hail Eris.

JAY: Hey, Al,

REPORTER: At
this time, take a look.

We have very
little, but it appears

the entire building is
being held hostage.

We have, uh, ESU here on site. Now
he's got the whole world's attention.

I hear word of
ten to 12 hostages.

Yeah.

MAN: Number four,

what's the status
of the elevator?

Yeah, everything's all set here.

Get everything
set for the others.

I'll let you know
when it's time.

Okay, I'm coming up.

What the hell are
you doing in here?

Oh!

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Oh, wait.

Here, tie him up.

This won't work.

All right, thanks. Okay.

ESU estimates there are
ten people in the penthouse.

I don't get it; he's got

the mayor of New
York in the elevator.

Why does he need
all the hostages?

Collateral, in
case we upset him.

You find anything?

Talked to the contractor.

He said Skinner's
paranoia led him to build

the most secure residential
building in New York.

You can't see inside the
windows from outside, and get this,

they're protected against
thermal body imagery,

which means even snipers can't
even see inside the damn thing.

I bet he's rethinking
that decision.

And apparently he's
such a safety nut,

he's got cameras looking at
every inch outside the building.

It's a virtual fortress, but
there's got to be a way in.

: Keep an eye out.

Come on, come on,
Al, come on, come on.

Now who?

Yeah?

Al.

Carrie. Yes!

Thank God. You all right?

Listen to me, I don't
have much time.

There's gunmen; they may
have taken over the building.

I'm on the roof with Jo.

They haven't found us yet,

but they had ten
hostages that I've seen,

and they've already shot one.

Eliot, Skinner and the Mayor
are trapped in an elevator.

The man claiming responsibility

says he's going to
drop the elevator,

if he isn't paid $100
million within the hour.

What We don't know,

but he's seeing
everything going on outside.

Don't, please, don't be a hero.

You're outmanned, and outgunned.

Stay hidden till we find
a way into the building.

No, listen to me, Al.

If-if you try to
breach the building,

you'll get all of us
killed, I guarantee it.

We're running low
on time and options.

You have one option.

You have me.

You think you saw
the guy in charge?

Maybe, maybe, I-I don't know.

Think, just, just think.

Two of the gunmen,
they were at the party.

They were talking
to a guy, Caucasian,

early 40's, maybe
six foot, bald,

he was wearing
blue tinted glasses.

I'll see if we can get a
hit off of that; you lay low.

Al, I got ten hostages,
four terrorists,

and three people
trapped in an elevator.

I got to get them out.

I can't lay low.

They'll drop the elevator
before you get near them.

Wait, wait, wait.

What happens if
we cut the power?

Right, maybe we activate the
elevator's emergency brake.

All right. I'll get on that.

Listen to me,

these guys aren't
messing around.

Do what you have
to, but I need you

to walk out of that
building for me.

Wish me luck.

All right.

I'm running the description
Carrie passed on.

Any luck narrowing down
suspects on your end?

The voice signed
off with, "Hail Eris",

customary Discordian
salute to Eris,

the Greek goddess of chaos,

used by anarchists
and computer hackers.

"Anarchist and hackers", great.

It could be any one
of the online groups,

uh, or a disgruntled
military or NSA type.

And don't forget Hans Gruber.

I don't know Gruber.

Really What?

No, really, you
never saw Die Hard?

What? AL: What do you got?

Uh, we're thinking it's
some kind of super-hacker.

We should have
an ID for you soon.

If you're looking for a hacker,

I got someone who
might be able to help.

Hey, all hands on deck.

In the meantime,

we're going to kill
the building's power.

ESU's going in already.

They're not moving.

We're just trying to
improve our hand.

All right, kill it.

We're going to blind this guy.

Oh, no you don't.

Uh, power's still up.

Someone's overriding us.

Try it again.

Al Burns.

MAN: Cutting the power?

Yawn.

Is your strategy to
bore me to death?

Just wanted to see if
you were paying attention.

You got my attention
for the next 34 minutes.

Disobey me again,
and I kill hostages.

Now give me my money.

All right.

That pastry chef is going

to bleed out soon; I
have got to help him.

No, it is too dangerous.

You will get yourself killed.

You stay with me.

I can do more good as a hostage,

since you work better alone.

All right,

but you do not
antagonize the bad guys.

Jo, I'm serious.

"Antagonize."

Uh, yeah, you.

Look, all I want is for you

to get us out of
here and be safe.

Oh.

You sparkle above
us, I'll sparkle below.

Be careful.

Hi everybody, did
you hear fireworks?

Oh boy.

Kind of you to join us.

This is Tanya Sitkowsky.

Joint Task Force
for Cyber Crimes.

Spent some time on the
dark side of the hacker world.

The dark side, uh...
I'm not sure I see it.

I dabbled, but it didn't take.

Okay, in your dabbling,

you ever, uh, come
across this guy?

Sure, yeah, that's Alpha Omega.

Positive?

Cause I got him
as Jonathan Brody,

former financial analyst.

Did nine months

on an embezzlement
charge four years ago.

You're not wrong.

Do you mind?

Uh, no.

He was a suit, but only
ever really on the outside.

He studied robotics
and game theory at MIT

before Wall Street
snatched him up.

After he got of jail, he
went back to his roots,

but with a decidedly
anarchic bent.

Fancies himself as some sort

of visionary super-hacker.

So what's Omega's vision?

All right, here we go.

This guy has declared war,

on "the hideous
hydra-headed dragon of money

that holds the world its jaws."

"Hideous hydra-headed." Nice.

What's a dorky mission statement

without some good
alliteration, right?

I agree. It's like General Zod,

who swore to be freed forever...

From the Phantom Zone.

Wow, uh, you read DC?

Is there anything else?

Is this gonna be some
separated at birth thing, or...

All right.

So we know Omega

tried planting a logic bomb

in the World Bank's
collection archives last year,

and their security
systems, barely held.

What was he trying
to accomplish?

Chaos? That's
generally his objective.

Hail Eris.

Exactly.

And, hacking banks is one thing,

but taking hostages

and threatening to kill
innocent people for ransom?

Doesn't fit the profile.

He try to do something
like this before?

Not on this scale,

but he's definitely
been ramping up to it.

Intelligence suggests he
was involved in the crash

of a State Department C-130

taking medical supplies into
Islamabad four months ago.

Yeah, I remember that;
the pilot reported having

massive computer
systems failure right before.

MURRAY: Medical supplies?

I don't get it.

Alpha Omega sees all
foreign aid as America's attempt

to extort cooperation
from other countries.

He was making a point.

Okay, Jo is posing as a
hostage to help the wounded guy.

AL: Jay found out
who we're dealing with.

Former banker
named Jonathan Brody.

He's a nut, and his stunts

have gotten more
and more violent.

If he's threatening hostages,

I'd take him seriously.

All right.

Well, it's time to get
everybody out then.

I was afraid you
were going to say that.

You got a plan?

Oh, you know, my usual.

I'll improvise.

I was afraid you were
gonna say that, too.

Listen to me, I need you...

I need you to be okay.

Yeah.

Let me call you back.

All right.

Bone's been damaged,

but the artery's intact.

Give me your scarf.

This cost $900.

Really?

It's okay, it's okay.

I'm gonna need a
finger here please?

Can I have a finger please?

Do something nice for
a human being for once?

I promise you can kill
him later, if you want.

: I didn't mean that.

Thank you.

: Okay, it's okay.

Because?

Because I'm good
for it, that's why.

And you tell him that I will
come to Brunei personally,

and kick his butt if he
doesn't get back to me.

There some kind
of problem, Ronald?

ELIOT: I have a problem...

How can the most technologically
advanced building in the world

still have Muzak
in its elevators?

My portfolio is complicated.

It's not like you crack
open the piggy bank

and take out $100 million.

Really?

I thought it was just like that.

Guy, this really,
really doesn't help.

Nine phone calls,

and he still doesn't
have the money.

You want to write the check?

Go ahead, write
the lunatic a check.

You get us out of here!

Okay, that's it!

Right now, Mr. Mayor,

you get in that corner,

and you think about nice
things to say about my people

when they come save you.

And you, you get in that corner

and you get the damn money,

so we don't all die! You
can't talk to me like that!

How dare you talk... Shut up!

Good.

ABE: Sounds like a fire alarm.

Go check it out.

♪

That worked.

I don't want to be a pest,

but could we have
a bathroom break?

Shut up!

MAN: Yeah. WOMAN: I could go...

Do you ever hear
those commercials...

: about people with
a "going problem"?

That's about me.

CARRIE: Drop it!

Give me your
weapon and stay quiet.

Now, give me your weapon.

Everyone stay quiet.
Jo, take his gun.

Now you're the one
with a going problem,

'cause they're all
going out of here.

I want you to get 'em
outta here, Jo, now.

Quiet. Everybody up.

For your information,

I have never lost
control of anything.

Shoot him if he tries anything.
How 'bout you, you okay?

I'm fine, I'll cover you. Okay.

Go, go, go, go, go, go. Come
on, come on, come on, come on...

♪

Someone's on the deck.

Get out there.

Go, go, go.

♪

ALPHA: So you're the pretty lady

who's caused all these problems.

We're gonna have
to breach the buildings

if Skinner doesn't
come up with the money.

With all those cameras,
Omega will know we're coming.

We had to override them.

We tried cutting the power

to the building,
Omega was ready.

Okay.

Well, let's say we kill
the downtown power grid.

Like downtown Manhattan?

Wouldn't have any
power to draw from.

Well, I mean, you're
gonna tick off a lot of people,

but, yeah, that
would probably work.

It's probably our only choice.

Whoa, whoa, hold on guys.

We turn the power grid off,

that's exactly what
Hans Gruber wanted.

We kill the grid, he
unlocks the vaults,

he gets the bearer bonds.

Die Hard's a movie, Jay.

And Hans Gruber
died at the end of it.

I doubt he's involved here.

AL: Yeah.

ALPHA: You're
almost out of time.

Skinner's close to
having your money.

Good, then you won't mind me

moving the deadline up.

You got 15 minutes.

A little more time,
and you'll be paid.

Be reasonable.

I've been more than reasonable.

So, now,

I'm going to send
you a little something

to prove my resolve.

Or should I say someone?

We have no choice.
We have to kill the grid.

I'm heading over there.

I'm on it.

CARRIE: All right.

All right!

What are you doing?

I noticed you at the party.

I'm so pleased you stuck around.

Yeah, well, I never like to
leave a party before last call.

Oh...

Bet you wish you could say
the same about your hostages.

Party poopers.

Well done.

Oh... but who needs them

when I've got one
of New York's finest?

And from what I gather,

perhaps the finest
of New York's finest.

Carrie Wells?

I'm in the presence
of greatness.

I wish I could say
the same, "Omega."

More like an iota.

You know your Greek. Mmm...

Well, then, you also know

that I am the
first and the last.

The beginning... and the end.

Well, that's one
way of putting it.

Another is, um, a
deranged psycho.

These demerits on
your file make sense.

Insubordination... Oh...

conduct unbecoming.

That's a quality we share.

The established order
longs to control us,

but the tyrant powers we bow to

have outlived their time,

rather like the Titans of old.

They need to die

so that a new order can be born.

Is.

But only by cutting away
the dead and useless

can there be new life.

A new beginning for this system.

For all of us.

A new beginning...

What do you want, Omega?

You'll never know.

Sorry, Carrie.

Like Icarus, you
soared high, oh, so high.

But your hubris,

thinking that you
could defeat me,

has led to your fall.

And what a long,
glorious fall it will be.

Take her.

Let her test her wings.

OFFICER: Over here...

Deputy Mayor, Skinner's
not coming up with the money,

We need to shut
the grid down, now.

You understand
you are talking about

wreaking havoc
with city services,

transportation,
emergency response.

This doesn't work,

it could really hurt
the mayor in the polls.

This doesn't work,

he's gonna be hurt a lot worse.

This has to be the Mayor's call.

You talk to the Mayor

and Omega knows
what we're up to.

Killing the grid

gives us our best
chance of saving everyone

in that building. Our on chance.

Okay.

We can shut it down.

But we've got to
bring it back up

as quickly as possible.

Webster and the
hostages are all safe.

They even got one of the
perps, but he's not talking.

Carrie? Jo says she
went after Omega.

Of course she did.

We may need to kill the grid

before we hear from Carrie.

We'll hear from her.

Okay, all right! Get out there.

No!

Hah!

♪

You okay?

Yeah. I didn't get Omega.

AL: That's fine.

We're gonna shut down
the power grid and move in.

CARRIE: Listen to me.

Even if the emergency
brake works,

Omega and his men can
still get to Eliot and the mayor

before ESU can get
up here and save them.

We're shutting down
the grid in three minutes.

I better get moving, then.

I should be there with you.

You are.

Okay, here we go, guys.

Grid's shutting down.

Power grid's going
down! Be ready!

♪

Oh, boy...

Hey, boys.

Carrie. So, listen.

They've, uh, wired a bomb

to the cable up here.

We got to go.

It's, uh, it's my building.

I-I go first.

Whatever happened to
the developer goes down

with the development? Yeah.

Let's go, go, go! Take
my hand, come on!

Go! Come on!

Let's go... There you go.

Very nice work.

All right, Mr. Mayor,
it's your turn.

Okay.

Yup!

All right. We got it.

Come on. Thanks.

I want you to go right
up that ladder, okay?

Yup.

All right, you got this.

Hi, Eliot.

Just go. Save them.

As if that's gonna happen.

All right.

I've always been
lousy with orders.

Believe me... I've never been
more appreciative of that fact.

Come on, I'll boost you up.

Pull me up.

The explosion was pretty much
confined to the elevator shaft.

That's all we know.
You see Detective Wells?

Like I said, that's all we know.

I got guys going floor to floor.

What do you have?

Found him tied up
in the utility closet

off the lobby, says
he's building security.

Nobody gets cleared till
we put this all together.

Just hold him for now. Yes, sir.

All right, come
with us. Let's go.

On me.

Drop your weapon! Drop it!

We're on the same
team here, boss!

My team doesn't wear wingtips!

Take his helmet off.

Do it. Let's go.

I see you met Carrie. Got him.

Where's Omega?

Omega might try to slip out.

I need you to check
every uni, medic, hostage.

Anybody coming
out of the building.

You got it.

Hey, Al?

Al!

I needed you to walk out
of that building and you did.

Ah, sometimes I
obey your orders.

Sometimes. Yeah!

You should've taken
me to that wedding.

Uh, yeah, you're telling me.

We got to get Omega, Al.

We don't know where he is.

He might be gone already.

Yeah, Jay?

I found something curious.

Hey.

I mean we did.

Me and Tanya.

We looked into some
of Skinner's finances.

So, get this... there's a
good reason why Skinner

couldn't come up with the money.

He doesn't have anything
close to a hundred million.

Not even ten million.

Skinner Plaza's way over-budget.

And Skinner's
overleveraged himself.

He's pretty much cash broke.

Dangerous game he
was playing bluffing.

Yeah, but if we can get
into Skinner's finances,

then so can Omega.

Which means he knew
Skinner didn't have any money.

Why hijack a building
and try to extort a fortune

from a man who doesn't
have one? I don't know.

Building's power's coming on.

We may get some alarms
as the security system reboots.

But only by cutting
away the dead

and useless can
there be new life.

A new beginning for the system.

For all of us.

CARRIE: What is it
you want, Omega?

A new beginning?

You'll never know.

Al, we got to get a look
at Omega's computers.

Come on.

JAY: Carrie, Al, you only got
three minutes till the grid powers up.

Guys?

What could Brody do
to temporarily shut down

the security systems, en masse,

and then turned them
on again all at once?

Well, when the systems
switched back on

they'd be vulnerable while the
passwords and protocols reboot.

Yeah, but why'd he break
into something he's already in?

If Brody just wanted
the power off,

why not let us kill it
when we tried earlier?

Because Skinner Plaza
was never his goal.

His aim is to get

the city to shut off the
entire downtown power grid.

I mean, look at us, look!

We're surrounded by the
world's biggest banks, right?

I told you, it's Die Hard!

Not quite... he needs the
power to come back on

so he can put his computer
virus into the system.

He's not trying to steal money.

He's trying to reset the
whole financial system

by knocking it out altogether.

Then we have to keep
the power off till we find him.

No, that's impossible.
It's not like a light bulb.

The grid's got too much power.

You can't stop it from
turning on once it's started.

CARRIE: All right, what would

Brody need to
do to get his virus

into the system?

JAY: It's just software.

All he needs is a laptop
and a cell signal, right?

He could be anywhere.

There must be some
clue somewhere.

He's still got to
be in the building.

Right?

Please, show me your gift.

CARRIE: You miss cheating.

Fiery.

I like that.

Those candy wrappers
are from Skinner's bedroom.

Now, what was Brody
doing in Skinner's bedroom?

He was here.

But doing what? I...

I'm gonna show you something.

But you have to promise
to keep it a secret.

Al?

Skinner was gonna

show me something
before Jo came in

and interrupted us.

JO: $80 million
for an apartment,

and I can't seem
to find a bathroom.

Skinner is obsessed
with personal security.

He-he kept bragged
about how many millions

he'd spent... to
make this place safe.

And?

And somebody
messed with that book.

It was right side up before.

Take this.

Hands! Show me your hands!

A simple press of a button
and I change the world.

A simple click of the trigger

and your day gets even worse.

The ancients believed that fame

is immortality.

And I'm about to
become very, very famous.

You like your Greek
myths, don't you?

You know the story
about the Gordian knot?

Of course.

A knot so intricate
no one could untie it.

Until Alexander the Great
came and cut it in half

with a single stroke.

Sometimes the simplest
solutions are the best.

OFFICER 1: All right,
hold him right there.

OFFICER 2: I got
him, heading out.

Let's go. Okay.

Come on, move it.

Hmm.

Yeah.

So we know what
Omega was doing in here.

What exactly were
you doing in here?

Skinner was giving me a tour.

Oh, you had to
kick off your heels?

Well... it was in
the line of duty.

Oh, is that what you call it?

Yeah, I had to save the world.

Have you seen how high
these things are? All right.

Yes, you did. I did.

Saved your life, too.

Mr. Mayor, these are the
prized members of my team.

This is Carrie Wells.

I owe you a debt
of gratitude, Carrie.

It was an honor, Your
Honor, but the real gratitude

belongs to this guy right here.

Lieutenant Al Burns. Gutsy move,

Lieutenant, I mean,
killing the power like that.

Thank you. But...

weren't you concerned
about the consequences

of taking out the grid?

Well, your deputy
mayor explained

her various
political concerns...

I'm talking about
the bearer bonds.

Like the movie, you know?

Ah, of course, I was.

But saving you
was worth that risk.

Let's get out of
here, Mr. Mayor.

Thank you.

Bye.

"Saving you was
worth that risk."

Had to say something.

You really do have a,
have a future in politics.

Thanks for looking out for me.

I'll always look
out for you. Really?

Now, how about that dance?

I don't dance. Oh, you do.

No, I don't dance!

No! Aw, come on.

Oh, your shoe's untied.

Well, it sure is. Mmm.

Can't wait to get
out of these shoes.

Finally.

Way to go, Burns.

I'm tying my shoe, Jo.

Well, we still have
something to celebrate.

Open it up.

I'm way ahead of you.

To a job well done.

Cheers.

ALL: Yippy-kay-yay.

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