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WOMAN:
The year is 2048.

Evolving technologies
can no longer be regulated.

Dangerous advancements forever
alter the criminal landscape.

Police are not prepared.

Law enforcement combats
this corruption

with a new line of defense.

But not all are created equal.

RUDY:
The idea behind the DRNs
was to be as human as possible.

They were based on a program
called Synthetic Soul.

JOHN:
That's one of the crazy ones.

I'll lead you in?
Let's go.

WOMAN:
Now all cops--

human and manmade together--

take on the battle
to watch over us all.

All right, listen up.

Last night's solar flare
knocked out power

approximately six hours ago.

In accordance
with the rolling blackouts,

we're going to start
using auxiliary power

in about two minutes.

What genius put you in charge?

Captain Maldonado did.

Hm.

And as our energy marshal,

I must inform you
that our charge ration protocol

is in effect.

All androids are being charged
at a priority basis.

That means not all
of your androids

are gonna be fully charged.

The good news is
the donut machine

does have a full charge.

But we are
out of chocolate sprinkles.

Kennex, please.

Shut up.

As long as your androids are
in the green level

on the energy,
then they're cleared for duty.

And I don't want
to hear any complaining

that your synthetics
are running too slow.

That includes you, Kennex.

And your leg.

Hey, pal, I've had it
up to here with you.

(laughter)
Oh, that's funny.

Why don't you slip into
something more comfortable,

like a coma?

(grunts)

What the hell was that?

That's for giving
the MXes charging priority!

PAUL:
It's policy!

I'm gonna write you up, android.

(grunting quietly)

Let him go.

I'm sorry, that was wrong.

But it is your fault.
What?

You don't understand.
I barely got half a charge.

And it messes me up
emotionally, man.

Are we cool?

Say we're c...

We're cool, okay? Back up.

As long as we're cool, yeah.

We'll see what happens
at your, uh,

next fit-for-service review.

All right, Captain Energy,
you can take your cape off.

(laughs)

He's obviously
not fit for duty.

I'd take a partially charged DRN
over a fully charged MX any day.

Come on.

This charging thing's
not acceptable, man.

It's not fair.
All right, there it is, people.

Back to work.

Real nice.

Where were you on that, huh?
I was waiting--

Oh, shut up.

Go get me a coffee, black.

Two sugars.

You, uh,

you get a little cranky when
you don't get enough sleep, huh?

My personality interface is
the first thing that suffers.

Then all my other systems
gradually shut down

in an effort to save energy.

It's infuriating!

MXes always take priority.

Th-They're sitting in first
class and I'm sitting in coach.

Yeah, I tell you,
that coach is the pits.

All those people and
you got to share

the same tiny bathroom.

I'm talking
about a social injustice here.

And you're talking
about tiny bathrooms.

I need my own space, John.

Oh, come on, not this again.

Yes, and we're gonna
keep talking about it

until you talk to the captain.

I talked to the captain.

What'd she say?

She says you're city property.

You have to be supervised,
even when you're off-duty.

Okay? That's just
the way it is.

I'm sorry. I tried.
(grunts)

What about your place?

My place?
Mm-hmm.

What about my place?
The back room.

The back...?
Can I have it?

Back room? My back room?
The back room at your place.

No, no.
The back room.

No, no, no, no, no.

That's-that's-that's
my trophy room.

Your what?
Yeah, that's my trophy room.

That was high school, man.

I know.
Time to move on.

Time to grow up.

Mo...? Easy for you to say.

You weren't all-city
three years in a row.

All what?
All-city.

Three years running.
Man, I tell you,

you walk into
that gym today,

you look up in the rafters

and all my records
are still up there.

Single season passing yards:

Kennex, 3,256.

Most touchdowns
in school history:

Kennex.

Brags about himself:
Kennex.

Come on, can't I relive
a few glory days?

That's all you got left.
May as well.

Oh, I can still
hear those crowds.

"Kennex! Kennex!"

I was fast.
You should've seen me.

They used to call me
the White Cheetah

on account of the fact
that I was so fast.

(roars)

Hey.

They used to call me
the White Cheetah

on account of the fact
that I was so fast.

It's like, "Cheetah! Cheetah!"

MAN: So, when do you think
you're gonna get home?

WOMAN: Well, as long as Ken
doesn't want us to start us

on the Arctic project yet...
maybe 6:00?

What do you think about making

your famous spinach lasagna
for us?

Oh, Ramon, I'd have
to go to the store.

Can't we just order in?

Oh, come on.

I've been making dinners
for the past month.

Max and I are dying
for an edible meal.

Well, in that case...

(chuckles)
(tires screech)

Whoa!

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

No, no, I don't need,
I don't need...

I don't need.

(sighs)

Everything okay?
Yeah, just some guy.

I'll call you back.
ELECTRONIC VOICE:
Call terminated.

Hi, there.

I'll see if I have anything.

You know, this is really...

(grunting, coughs)

(sighs)

(coughs)

What is this?

What is this?!

FEMALE ELECTRONIC VOICE:
Ready to play?

Who are you?

ELECTRONIC VOICE:
Follow the instruction

if you want to live.

Do not deviate.

I am watching.

Who's doing this?

What do you want from me?

ELECTRONIC VOICE:
Once you accomplish these tasks,

I will tell you
how to disarm the bomb.

RAMON:
A bomb?

Step One.

Open the briefcase.

ELECTRONIC VOICE:
Step number two.

Go to the bank where you work.

RAMON:
Tell me what's going on here!

What are you doing to me?!

Ramon, you're back.

What is that?

Vilma, I-I'm sorry.

I need your help.

I need you to transfer

$427,000 onto this device.

What?

I-I can't.
You know that.

Ramon, what are you doing?

I'm sorry, someone's
making me do this.

If I don't, they'll kill me.

(quietly):
Please.

Hurry, I don't want to have
to hurt anybody.

(quiet laugh)

I don't have much time.

Okay, okay, okay.
Please!

It's almost done.

Hurry, I...

Please! Take it.

RAMON: I have your money.
What do you want me to do?

ELECTRONIC VOICE: Ready for the
code to disarm the bomb?

Yes, yes.

Yes!

JOHN: Show us responding.
We have eyes on a vehicle

matching the description
of the bank robber's car.

(amplified):
Police. Pull over.

Dude! Roll the window down!

(amplified):
Police! Pull over!

My bad.
Yeah.

ELECTRONIC VOICE: If you want to
live, do not pull over.

All right, let's shut him down.

(tires screeching)

ELECTRONIC VOICE: Do not stop
under any circumstance.

ELECTRONIC VOICE:
Run now.

Police!

Aah, no! Don't...

Dorian, there's something
around his neck.

What is that?

They said it's a bomb.
DORIAN: Get back, John.

Somebody put this on me.

I need to follow instructions.

I need the code to shut it off.

It is a bomb.

Who did this to you?

Uh, a window washer.

He had some kind of chemical.
Get it off me!

It's live.
Can you disarm it?

It would take me at least five
minutes to find the lead wire.

(groans)

There's not enough time.

Please.

Put up the shield.

John... put up the shield.

I'm sorry.

We will find
who did this to you.

I promise.

We will find them.

Tell my wife I...

John, there's nothing
we could do.

He said something
about a window washer

and a chemical.

Can you detect anything?

Traces of fetanyl oxide.

A toxin that causes
temporary blackouts.

Fetanyl oxide?
That's dangerous stuff.

You could wake up find
an unwelcome roommate

charging in your trophy room.

You have no idea
how he got there.

Do I look like
I'm in the mood, John?

I'm vulnerable right now.

Found the data recorder.

The EMP blast fried
the circuits.

It'll have to be reconstructed.

Let's get that to Rudy ASAP

and see where the car has been.

Got a bitcoin.

Any money on it?

(electronic whirring)

$427,000.

Disco face, really?

Yeah.

A camera.

They're all over the car.

Someone was filming this?

Yeah.

Who does that, John?

(bangs on roof)
That is sick, man.

Dorian, will you stop

punching things?

I'm sorry.

(phone ringing)
Low charge again.

(ringing continues)

Kennex.

What are we dealing with,
a victim or a criminal?

Victim,

but he definitely robbed
the bank.

We found the money.

What about the bomb?

Well, he claims someone
attached it to him.

We found traces
of fetanyl oxide,

and the whole car
is covered in cameras.

You mean someone
was watching this?

Yeah, or filming it.

What else?
Said he needed a code
to disarm the bomb,

which he was gonna get
if he followed instructions.

Instructions? From the bomber?

I'm guessing.

We also found the data recorder
for the car.

We're getting it to Rudy ASAP.

See what information
you can pull off of it.

Copy that.

PAUL:
So why him?

Why target Ramon?

I don't know.

He was such a good guy.

You know,
Ramon was about to take his wife

on an orbit vacation.

He couldn't stop talking
about it.

Everybody loved him.

Okay, well,
he was a loan officer.

He must have made some enemies.

Sometimes people have a
hard time being told no.

Did anyone ever
threaten him before?

Not that I know of, no.

But it's true what you said.

A lot of people can't accept
hearing no.

How many people
did Ramon deny loans to?

He worked at the bank
for almost a decade...

Thousands.
Okay.

We're gonna need to see
the files on all of them.

VALERIE:
Captain,

I need you right away.
What's going on?

I need you to transfer...

VALERIE: Whoever put the bomb
on Ramon Medina

broadcast
the whole incident live.

Cyber-crimes went
back and found this

on an unpatrolled
area of the Internet.

Hmm, dark net.

I don't have much time.
Yeah.

I know there's a lot of
disturbing video stream there,

but shouldn't someone
be monitoring for murder?

They are.

They just can't keep up.

JOHN:
Police! Pull over!

And you think the person

who put the cameras on this

did it for attention?

Not just attention, approval.

This is about putting
on a show

Police!
and getting as many views
as possible.

You'd be surprised

how many get off on
this live violence.

You should've seen
the comments.

They wanted this
bomb to explode.

What is this world coming to?

DORIAN:
...find the lead wire...

How many viewers
watched this?

It went from four to hundreds
to over 3,000.

Can you find the original feed?

Not yet. It was rerouted
via encrypted software.

DORIAN (on video):
John,

we have to put up the shield.
JOHN: I'm sorry.

No, no, no, no!

DORIAN:
There's nothing we can do.

(Ramon gasping anxiously)

Tell my wife I...

Yeah.

(sighs)

What kind of bomb was it?

Propylene oxide.

The filler is typical,
but the wiring

is very sophisticated--
multiple decoys.

I'm still trying
to reconstruct it.

This charger is an insult,
Dr. Lom.

Well, at least
it will give you

a jolt of energy,
like an espresso shot.

(indistinct radio broadcast
in Asian language)

JOHN:
Dude, I think you're picking
Radio Korea.

You'll be tip-top

once the damage from
solar flare is dealt with.

I want to move out.

He doesn't want to
sleep with MXes.

Well, who would, really?

I shouldn't have to charge
with them, John.

It's the law, Dorian.

Look, having your own space
isn't all it's cracked up to be.

Sure, you can build
robotic butterflies

to your heart's
content, but...

it can get lonely.

(indistinct radio broadcast)

It can get really lonely.

(radio broadcast continues)

Is there anything
on the data recorder

we found in the car?

I'm running
a recovery program.

It should be about
finished now.

(computer blips)

Hey, uh, Rudy,

do I need to worry
about Mr. Happy over there,

and you know,
the reasons why DRNs were, uh...

Decommissioned?

Not, this is... this
is just a minor, uh,

personality glitch.

Nothing like the
erratic behavior

that caused the DRNs
to be recalled.

Dorian's vital functions

shouldn't be
immediately affected.

Of course, his, uh,

his mood swings
could get worse,

depending on his
level of activity.

Humans, off.

See what I have to deal with.

Hard to charge,
too much chatter.

Sorry.

So, I was able to reconstruct

the communication off
the card's data recorder.

ELECTRONIC VOICE:
...follow my instructions

if you want to live.

And these messages were
transmitted to Mr. Medina,

I believe, by the bomber,

when he took over the
vehicle's comm system.

Whoever did this has state
of the art security software.

Wait a minute,
there's an address.

This must be where
he was headed.

And one last instruction.

We should check it out.

Hey, who's a happy toaster?

RUDY: Told you,
every little bit helps.

DORIAN:
When we stopped Ramon,

that timer was under a minute.

That address is ten miles away.

He would've never made it,

even if we hadn't
pulled him over.

(Asian language
radio broadcast resumes)

Is he gonna be okay?
RUDY: That should stop soon.

Come on, let's go
check out the address.

Clear!

Clear.
Clear.

FEMALE VOICE: Three plays
for the price of one.

DORIAN:
It's the only thing on.

Three plays
for the price of one.

Any explosives?

DORIAN:
All clear.

VOICE: Three plays for
the price of one.

It said enter B-47.

VOICE: Three plays for
the price of one.

Thank you
for your selection.

(whirring, beeping)

(gasps)

He's watching us.

He knew we'd see
the instructions.

He knew we'd come here.

Her name is Jeannie Hartman.

Who is she?
My guess...

The next victim.

(phone rings)
Hello, can I help you?

SIMON:
I want a dozen roses.

(line crackling)
Yes. What color?

A red-orange.

I'm sorry, the solar flare

really did a number
on the signals.

The red-orange, did you say?

(static crackling):
Yes, I'm on Fuller Road.

I'm-I'm having
some trouble hearing.

Uh, talk to my daughter,
Jeannie.

She's the driver.

Hi.
So, where are you?

47 Fuller.

Right next to the park.

Okay, did you want
to include a message?

No.

All right, thanks for choosing
Mid-City Floral Boutique.

DORIAN: Mr. Hartman, we believe
your daughter may be in danger.

How long ago did Jeannie
leave the shop?

20 minutes ago.
I-I tried calling,

but she's not answering.

Do you have a location
on the van?

GPS says it stopped

on Fuller Road, uh,
at Morris Park.

Willows Park.

I said "Morris Park."

Wait, sorry.

Yeah, yeah, Morris Park.

We-we got it;
we know where that is.

We're close.

DORIAN: What do you remember
about the caller?

I-I could barely hear him,

but there was some kind
of static.

My daughter, is she all right?

We're gonna make sure she is.

(filtered breathing)

(collar blipping)

What have we got
on the missing girl?

Yeah, Jeannie Hartman, 28.

No arrests. Her dad owns a
flower shop where she works.

Any connection
with the loan officer?

Well, we checked their
social network and profiles,

and no connection so far.

MX: Captain, Detective Stahl
has asked for you.

She found something.
Thank you.

VALERIE:
The bomber's broadcasting.

MALDONADO: When did the feed
start streaming?

A little over
three minutes ago.

Where on the dark net
does it originate?

The signal's pinging
off different mirrors.

I can't get an origin yet.

John...

it's me.
We found the live broadcast.

I'm watching her online.

JOHN:
Copy that; we're almost there.

(children shouting playfully)

(whimpering, gasping)

Kids...

get away from here now.

Now!

(phone chimes)

(whimpering continues)

(phone chiming)

*

She's in the gazebo.

JOHN:
Copy that.

*

Jeannie?

I'm Detective John Kennex.

This is my partner, Dorian.

We're here to help, okay?

*

Rudy, we got another victim
wired with explosives.

I'm gonna need your help

so I can preserve
processing power.

I'll patch you in.

(collar beeping)

Just be as still as you can.
I don't know if you
should be doing this.

He-he said
to follow instructions.

Oh, it's gonna be okay.

I promise.

I know you're scared.

Try and stay calm.

We're gonna get
this thing off of you,

but if I say anything
wildly inappropriate,

please forgive me.

Rudy, if I can just get
a better look

at the Menace X device inside...

Dorian, no.

The device is

an MXK-402.

The circuitry
is totally different.

*

RUDY: ...but it requires
a very specific series

of sequential maneuvers,
which I will talk you through.

Mind if I see that?
Uh-huh.

JEANNIE:
Please don't let me die.

You're doing
really great.

Just relax, okay?
We're gonna have you

out of here in a minute.

(beeps)

You're doing great, Jeannie.

Doing really great.
Just hang in there.

I know who did this.

His name is Simon.
I, um...

I met him online.

He wanted me to meet him
at this park.

Do you have
a last name?

No, I don't know any of that.
It's...

it's just
his online dating profile.

I can use a laser
to slice through

the locking mechanism.
Don't! I mean...

probably best not to.

Um, it'll disrupt the circuit

and set off the detonator.
Can you see a silver panel

closest to the timer?
Copy. Yes.

You need to get to the wires
underneath

without cutting any of them.

DORIAN:
Okay.

I need you to be
very still, Jeannie.

(text alerts beeping)

You're doing good.
Okay.

So tell me, this guy,
what does he look like?

Um, he was tall,

um, six feet, maybe,
with dark hair.

JOHN: How long ago
did you meet him?

A couple months ago.

He brought me a bouquet
of red-orange roses.

But he was so creepy,

you know?

I just got this bad
feeling, so when

he went to the car
to get the picnic basket,

I, um, I took off.

Good instincts.

JEANNIE:
I left the roses on the bench.

And that's why he's making me
hold them, you know.

It's like he's-he's forcing me

to go on this date with him.

I just wanted to meet somebody.

I mean, I deliver flowers
to people that are in love

every single day,

and then I go home by myself.
Hey, Jeannie,
listen to me.

AUTOMATED VOICE: Warning:
DRN charge level 47%.

It's gonna be okay, okay?
Just relax.

I promise you, tomorrow

you're gonna have
a great story to tell.

I've removed the casing.

There's a red wire that's
running into the timer.

Uh, probably a decoy.

Look for the initiator.

Put up the shield.

Put it up
and step back.

Now, John.

Four hands
are better than two.

Come on. Tell me what to do.

DORIAN: Okay, Rudy said
this has to be done

in a very specific order.

You see these
red and yellow wires?

Right. Yup.

Pull them apart.
Just don't touch
the white wire.

Okay.

Green, John!
I said don't touch green!

Dorian, I really need you
to be sure about this.

I am, John.

I need you to hold them open

so I can clip the battery
in between.

Okay. Just keep
still, Jeannie.

Mm-hmm.

Like that?
Yeah.

Very still.

DORIAN:
Almost.

Clipping lead wire now.

Done.

There we go!
We're good.

Bomb's disarmed.
We're clear.

You're good.

Told ya.
We did it!

We did it!
Love ya, man!

Okay, okay, buddy!
Love ya, man.

Take it down a notch.
All right.
No, no!

You cannot gloss
over this moment,

you understand?!
Come on! Bring it in!

Bring it in!
Bring it in here!

Your hair's so soft.

That's good.

Come on...

We survived.
Hey, hey,
you're hurting her.

We survived.
Okay, less pressure. Aah!

Okay, okay, good, good.

No!

MALDONADO:
Our bomber, Simon Lynch,

we're working
on a current address for him.

We tracked his credit cards

to the delivery of some
electronic equipment.

We're checking it out.

This is what we got
from his dating profile.

"Shy and Looking"?

Yeah, shy, looking,
and deadly.

(laughs)

Classic, Paulie!

Yeah!

His personality's
a little off-kilter today.

A little?

Yeah. Well, you should've
given him charge priority.

Oh, please.

Why? What happened?

What does that mean?

JOHN:
Nothing.

Okay, let's focus.

Jeannie Hartman fled the date
before it was over,

went onto the forums telling
women to stay away.

Ramon Medina turned Lynch down
for a loan,

citing him as "unstable
and unqualified."

He's getting revenge on that
people that rejected
him in some way.

It's about control
and humiliation.

It gets worse: Lynch was
accepted to the police academy.

He trained on the bomb squad,
he was kicked out

due to psych issues
Sergeant James Morton.

We've got a protection
detail on him,

and Background's flagging

anyone who might have had
a conflict with Lynch.

We've got his address:

315 Meridian.

Looks current.

Paul, assemble a tactical team.

Kennex, see me.

DORIAN:
You heard Sandra!

Roll out!
(taps table)

Are you sure it's safe having
him in the field

with these mood swings?

Yeah, look, he's a little edgy,
but I'll keep an eye on him.

He'll be okay.

(indistinct background
radio communication)

Hey, Dorian, why don't you
hang back?

(voice slows):
Sergeant Whiskers,

I'm fully capable
of doing what's necessary.

But Dorian, you just...
John, I am fully capable
of doing Sergeant Whiskers.

Okay, listen, Dorian,
I know you're capable.

I just want you to conserve
your charge, okay?

(voice slows):
I can't just hang back
because I have a low charge.

I have a reputation
to keep, you understand?

I was just starting
to feel accepted by
our fellow officers.

This is important to me.

Boy, am I glad to see you.

Never thought I'd say that,
but there it is--

Don't quote me.

Wish I could say the same.

(voice varies in speed):
Hey, Paulie.

Let's let bygones
be bygones, huh?

What do you say,
little man?

All the windows and doors

on Simon's trailer
are completely wired.

It's booby-trapped.

The bomb team's
gone through it.

It's impossible
to disarm.

We need to do
a controlled detonation.

And you,
no explosives for you today.

(groans)

Detective Kennex,
CSI radioed

asking for you.
They found something

up the road.

All right.

No, no, I got this.

Why don't you guys,
uh, hug it out?

OFFICER:
Sir, the drone's in position.

Light it up.

COMPUTER VOICE.
Detonation commencing:

Five, four,

three, two...

What do you got?

Ready for the next round?

And you didn't see our suspect
anywhere in the vicinity?

OFFICER:
No, like I said,

the request for Kennex
came over the comm.

Hey, Paulie.

PAUL:
Is that what I think it is?

His locator chip.
He could be anywhere.

We're gonna
get him back.

I want every available drone
in pattern over that road.

Do we have a description
of the vehicle?

Based on the tire treads
Dorian found at the scene,

it's a larger vehicle--
truck, van.

Find it. And monitor
the dark net.

If John is Lynch's
next victim,

I want to know the
second he starts
broadcasting.

(various indistinct
conversations)

(bomb collar beeping)

(phone rings)

(ringing continues)

Hello?

Lynch, I presume.

Detective Kennex,
you ready to play?

Look, if you want to kill me,
Lynch, go ahead.

but the people in this square
have done nothing to you.

SIMON:
It's true, but you did.

If there's collateral damage,
so be it.

Let's go over the rules.

Things have changed
a little bit this time. One--

if you alert anyone to the fact
that you have enough explosives

under your coat
to level a building,

I'll detonate the charge.

Two, if the cops or the bomb
squad come close to you,

I'll detonate the charge.
This time, you're on your own.

Three, if the police try
to evacuate the area,

I'll detonate the charge.
(laughs)

Then why don't you just
blow me up right now?

Oh, my viewers
wouldn't like that.

They want a good show,
and you're a big star.

You're gonna help me
get my viewers back.

Well, pal, it doesn't seem

like you're giving me
much of a chance.

I'm giving you a chance.

Have a look
under the bench.

(children chattering
in distance)

You like to disarm bombs
and save people?

Like to be a big hero?

(laughs)

Then save yourself, "hero."

The whole world's your stage.

VALERIE:
Captain, Lynch is broadcasting.

It's John.

MALDONADO:
Can you see where they are?

VALERIE:
It's the Seymour Building.

He's downtown.

I want Bomb Squad
dispatched

to the Seymour Building
immediately.

SIMON:
We're not so different,
you and me.

Yeah?
Last time I checked,

I wasn't a homicidal maniac.

SIMON:
You forget, Detective.

See, I have access
to trashed data.

I went through everything
that I could find about you.

I'm flattered.

I know about the raid.

I know that you didn't
just lose your leg.

See, those men died because
of decisions you made.

Yeah, maybe they did.

But that doesn't
make us the same.

I disagree.

People didn't want you
back on the force.

See, we've both

had bad psych evaluations.

The difference is...

that you got a second chance.

But not me.

I got kicked out
of the Police Academy.

That black mark has
followed me forever.

That's why I couldn't
open the bar.

That's why
I couldn't get a loan.

(chuckling):
I feel for you, pal.

I mean, where is a psychopath

to get a bank loan

these days?

I said "no cops"!

Hey, easy, Lynch.

I got fans that
want to get close.

If they evacuate,
I'm blowing you and them

to hell right now.

Paul, stand down.

He knows you're there.

We can't risk
civilian casualties.

How does he know?

They're not in line-of-sight
of the cameras.

He's here.

He's watching.

He needs a vantage point.

DORIAN:
There.

The clock tower.

Suspect is
on site.

Copy that.
Have a sniper take position.

He's in
the clock tower.

Get yourself ready
to take a shot.

Oops. That was bad luck.

What are you going to do now?

He's holding something.

VALERIE:
It's a dead man's switch.

If we kill Lynch,
he'll let go

and the bomb
will explode.

Call off the shot

immediately.

PAUL:
You heard her. Stand down.

(bomb collar beeping)

SIMON:
Ah, trying to get the token.

You think that you can use it
to separate the wires.

You better hurry.

People are getting excited.

They want me to blow you up.

(straining):
Yeah...

I'm getting kind of
excited myself.

(grunting)

Yeah, well,
these people don't care

if you blow me up
or if you kill yourself.

They just want a show.

Those are bold words,

considering
I can obliterate you

and everyone around you.

Well, that wouldn't be fair,
now would it?

You wanted me to play.

Or are you going to rig it
so I can't win,

like you did with Ramon?

PAUL:
Lynch's positioned himself

so he has a view
in all directions.

If we approach the tower,
he'll see us coming.

I've calculated a path
to evade his cameras.

I can climb it.

And then what?

Once I get to the top,

I'll transfer
an electrical charge.

His muscles will tense...

...and he won't be able
to let go of the trigger.

Smart. Do you have
the charge left?

(beeping)

AUTOMATED VOICE:
Warning: DRN charge level 15%.

I have enough.

Okay. Go.

Can you do that?

SIMON: My black marks just kept
following me around.

See, people should've
respected me

like they do now.

That doesn't give you the right

to kill people, though, does it?

Tell me you never
killed anybody.

Hey, buddy, I'm a cop.

That's part of the job,
sometimes.

You hide behind a uniform.

Y... you...
you don't understand!

Justice is justice!

Is that what this is?

AUTOMATED VOICE:
DRN charge level 11%.

DRN charge level 10%.

(sighs)

AUTOMATED VOICE:
Warning:

DRN charge level 8%.

(alarm beeping)

(inhales)

Game over, Detective.

(grunts)

(grunts)

DORIAN:
Suspect... is secure.

(panting)

(laughs)

(laughs)

(laughing louder)

What are we drinking to?

Winning.

Here's to winning.

How's Dorian?

Yeah, he's recharging.

You know, I gotta admit,

I'm gonna miss
his little outbursts.

They were kind
of hilarious.

Hmm, yeah.
Tell me about it.

What did the doctors
say about Lynch?

Severe electrical burns,
but he'll live.

At least the trial
will be open and shut.

Yeah, well, we got
at least 1,000 witnesses

to put on the stand.

Yeah, not sure
I'd like to be in
the room with them.

You know,

as crazy as that guy was,

he was right about one thing:

Black marks,
they do follow you around.

You know, sometimes
I walk through
this precinct,

and the way people
look at me, like...

John, don't let him
into your head.

You've done nothing
but a great job

since you've been back.

Well, I got you
to thank for that.

If you hadn't ignored
that psych report...

There was
a psych report?

I got a favor to ask you.

Hmm.

What are we
doing here?

Taking care of your
charging problem.

I don't have
a charging problem,

I fully charged
at the station.

JOHN:
That's not
what I meant.

Hey, here he is!

This is going to be great!

DORIAN:
What?

What's gonna be great?

Would you say
peanut butter and jelly

are just two foods?
They are.

They're...
they're two foods.
No, it's a sandwich,

isn't it?
That's what I'm saying.

Is when they're
together...

What I'm saying is:
who's ready for

some crazy nights
out on the town?

Me.

You coming?

We can
take photos.

Hang 'em up
on the walls.

We can meet women, we can invite
the women back here.

You could even talk
to the women for me.

No... obviously, your women
are yours, definitely.

Did you talk to
Captain Maldonado?

You wanted out.
I got you out.

(mumbling): This is not
what I had in mind, John.

What?
So, what's
the plans, roomie?

I thought maybe we'd
have a quiet one tonight.

Checkers? Chess?

I'm a very
particular person.

What happens in the lab
must stay in the lab.

I have some sleeping issues.
Have you ever heard
of night terrors?