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[suspenseful music playing]

[Radio Announcer] [VO] Bumper-to-bumper traffic

tonight on the Tobin Bridge

as work crews continue the bridge's face lift.

Expect alternating traffic on the upper deck

while the lower deck is closed.

["Superhero" by Johnny Hollow playing]

♪ Do you want to Save your soul? ♪

♪ We won't resurrect The crusade now ♪

♪ 'Cause it looks like ♪

♪ We've been betrayed ♪

♪ Will someone ♪

♪ Come save us from This story line ♪

♪ Of mass destruction? ♪

♪ Will they stay When they see ♪

♪ What we have done just to be free? ♪

♪ Waiting we're waiting ♪

♪ For a superhero intervention ♪

♪ Waiting we're waiting ♪

♪ For a superhero intervention ♪

[Eric] What are you doing all that for?

You gonna troll for boyfriends or something?

-[scoffs] You obviously don't know.

And who says it's a boyfriend I'm hunting for?

-[clicks tongue] Oh, don't even.

I didn't need all that before I left.

-Okay, there's a big difference between 14 and 16.

I mean, I just got these boobs.

-Jesus, Maddie, stop.

-They do a lot more than makeup.

-Maddie, please. Don't.

-It's the truth.

[birds chirping]

[metal clanking]

[suspenseful music playing]

[metal chains clanking]

[Stauffer] Mr. Wisdom, take this one.

Prisoner, mind your step.

Step.

[Galotti] Easy, Doc.

[Stauffer] Remove the hood.

-Copy that.

-[Doc grunts, then sighs]

You sure know how to treat a lady.

[Galotti] Doc, if you're a lady,

I'm a kangaroo.

[Stauffer] Shut up, both of you.

You don't talk to this prisoner, Mr. Galotti.

She's just meat we're movin' from A to goddamn B.

[Galotti] Yes sir, Mr. Stauffer.

Prisoner secure.

-Prisoner secure.

[door closes]

-Alone at last?

-Don't, Doc.

They catch me being nice to you, they'll kick my ass.

[truck door thuds]

-Take your seat, Mr. Galotti.

[Galotti] Yes, sir, Mr. Wisdom.

[Doc] Mr. Wisdom.

How'd you get a name like that when you're such a dumbass?

[metal thuds]

-Next time, it'll be your face, Ms. Brown.

See how you testify against patriots

spittin' your teeth out.

-Ready to depart, Mr. Stauffer.

[Stauffer] [over radio] We're moving out! Over.

[engine revs]

[thunder rumbling]

[metal clanks]

-That them?

-Yep, we got 40 minutes.

B team ready?

[Delta] On the line, ready for go/no go.

[Romeo] All right.

Here we are,

Devil's Car, at the point of no return.

I am proud as fuck of each and every one of you.

Stuck together by my side when the world told you not to.

If that ain't love, what is?

Tell B team we are a go!

[upbeat music playing]

[van engines revving]

[Eric] You got your learner's on you?

-Always. Passed my written the first time.

How many times did it take you?

What are you doing?

We're gonna be late for the movies.

-Not if you drive.

-Really? I can drive your truck?

-I don't know, can you?

-Fuck, yeah.

["Back Seat Driver" by La Junta playing]

-Don't I always tell you to go potty

before we hit the road, Mr. Wisdom?

-What'd you say to me?

-Your leg.

It's pumping like you had ten cups of coffee.

-Shut up.

[Doc] Oh, Galotti.

Keep swiping left and you'll end up all alone.

-Seatbelt up.

[seatbelts engaged]

-Now, fix your mirrors.

Make sure no one's coming.

-I know, I know.

-Okay. Take it easy, you got this.

-Okay. [sighs in excitement]

[truck revs]

[Romeo] Foxtrot, back on MC reporting.

ETA on target. Copy.

B team standing by.

-Did Mom make you take me so she could ask some guy over?

-What?

Ew, no. [chuckles]

Just wanted to spend a little time with you

after I got back.

[Madeleine] Well... a couple months ago,

she brought over a guy.

-[Eric] Oh, Maddie, please. -I could hear everything.

[laughs] -Please, stop.

-It's Madeleine, by the way.

-Seriously?-Seriously.

Nobody's called me Maddie in years.

-Yeah. I really don't wanna call you Madeleine.

But I will. -Okay.

-Because I love you. -See?

[truck honking loudly]

-Douchebag! Come on.

He just sped past us.

-Look at you. You really are an adult.

But you're not gonna find a boyfriend

with that language. -[scoffs] Right,

'cause you don't know like

20 versions of that word or worse.

-Probably closer to 50.

-Exactly! Come on, what are they?

-Just keep your eyes on the road, Maddie.

-Madeleine.

-Madeleine. Yes. -[Madeleine] Yes, yes. Okay.

So, here's what I know...

douche king,

douchemeister, double douche.

There's also douchewad. -[Eric] That's a classic.

-Yeah. Mm-hmm. -Okay. but these are all still

pretty much entry-level douches.

-Okay, and?

-Expand your vocabulary.

So, you have douche wipe.

-[Madeleine] Mm-hmm. -[Eric] You have doucher.

-[Madeleine] Yes. -[Eric] Douche-knuckle.

As in knucklehead and douche.

[Madeleine] The douchenator, Dumble-douche.

[Eric] Steve Douchemy. It's weird.

But it does work. -[Madeleine] Yes. That is weird.

But would it be douche-cano like a volcano

or douche canoe like a boat?

-Douche-cano,

for the fluid that explodes out of them like a douche.

-That's so gross.

[suspenseful music playing]

[Man] [over comms] Van 2 in position.

[car horns honking]

Breakout MC in position.

[Woman] [over comms] Van 1 in position.

[Stauffer] What the-- are you kidding me?

Come on.

[suspenseful music playing]

[tires screeching]

-Whoa, whoa, leadfoot.

Easy.

-Oh, come on. What--?

[man] Hey, slow down.

[Madeleine] We're at a standstill.

[Eric] It's just a little roadwork.

We miss previews, it's no big deal.

-"Coming soon" is the best part.

-[Eric chuckles] -[motorcycle weaving past]

-That's cheating, isn't it?

-If we could, we would.

-Asshole! -[Flagman] Hey, hey!

Where you going, man? Where you going?

You can't get by me today, buddy.

-I gotta get through here.

-We got some work going on. -Get the fuck out of my way.

-I don't need-- turn around right now.

-You fucking state workers are all the same.

You guys don't do shit.

Get the fuck out of my way. -I don't get paid enough

for this shit. You better shut up and back up, a'ight?

-What gives, Mr. Stauffer?

This way into town was supposed to be clear.

-[scoffs] Typical bullshit, Mr. Wisdom.

-Yo. What's the dealio?

[Galotti] Don't worry, Doc.

You'll have plenty of time to enjoy holding's menu selection

before court tomorrow.

[suspenseful music building up]

[people arguing]

-Get the fuck out of my way, man.

-Maddie...

Maddie, stop. Stop.

[brakes screeching]

-Sorry. I was looking down the road to see what's what.

-It's okay, but sometimes it's better

to just keep your eyes dead ahead.

-Got it. Thanks.

-You're welcome. -For not yelling. [chuckles]

-Of course.

Madeleine.

-Mm-hmm. -I was gonna say Mads.

-[chuckles]

[car horns honking]

[Woman] [over comms] Van 1, armed and ready.

[Romeo] Copy. This is it.

Greatest rebellion since 1776.

The Pentagon used us to unleash hell

and then disowned us.

Denied us. Outlawed us.

Now we are the ricochet of rage

back to teach them the cost of their denial.

[Galotti] Just a little traffic.

-Remember who we are.

We are the truth and all who oppose us are the lie.

[Man] [over comms] Van 2, armed and ready.

-[panting]

-Take cover.

-That's it, I'm getting-- what are you taking, a call now?

-[panting] [gasps] -[Romeo] Here we go.

Hit it.

-Maddie, get down!

[bomb explodes]

[men grunting]

[panicked screaming]

-We under siege?

[Stauffer] Affirmative, Mr. Wisdom.

Remember, this bulletproof beast

is the most goddamn defensible thing out here.

[dramatic music]

I'm getting too old for this shit.

[people screaming in fear]

[people clamoring in panic]

[phone rings]

[Operator] Nine-one-one, what's your emergency?

[agitated muttering]

[Tango] Don't move!

[people screaming]

-These people know explosives.

They're very well organized.

You need to get S.W.A.T. here right now

before people start jumping.

[Operator] I'm sorry, sir, I don't have the authority--

-Get me someone who does.

-I ain't sticking around for this shit, man.

This is the whole--

[Foxtrot] I got your state working now, boy.

-Oh, shit.

[indistinct chatter]

[Foxtrot] Where you going, huh?

-[Biker] What the hell? -[Foxtrot] What the fuck?

-[Biker groans]

[gunshots]

[people screaming]

-Oh my God. What's happening? -[Eric] Get down.

[Foxtrot] Get back in your cars.

Get back in your cars right now.

Get in your cars.

[warning gunshot]

-Eric, they're gonna kill us.

[Foxtrot] Get back in that car, old man.

[people shouting]

[gunshots fired]

[people screaming]

[Wisdom] Mr. Galotti, weapon up.

Now!

[people clamoring]

-They're scaring the shit out of everyone out there.

-Good thing we're in here, right?

-Yeah, but for how long?

[Romeo] Let's go, let's go, let's go.

Let's go! -[shots fired]

-[terrified shouting] -Get back into your cars!

This is not a drill.

[shot fired]

Do not make me use this.

I will not hesitate.

[people screaming]

-In your cars.

Make my day.

[shot fired]

Let's go. -[Sierra] Keep going, let's go.

Grandpa, back in your fucking car.

[Romeo] Sierra...

lock it down.

[dramatic music building up]

[panicked clamoring]

[Man] Get in the fucking car!

-You got nowhere to run!

[Madeleine] What do we do?

[Man] Go back in the car!

-[speaks in foreign language]

[Madeleine] Eric?

[people shouting]

[Man] You, too. Get back in the car.

This is not a fucking drill.

-Get down! Don't fucking move!

-[dog tags clinking] -[Romeo] Lock it down!

Get down! This is not a fucking drill!

[dog tags clinking]

-Eric?

[echoing voices]

Snap out of it!

Eric?

-[speaks in foreign language]

[gunshot] -[Eric gasps]

[Man] Hands on the wheels!

[Man 2] Get back in the car. Now!

[Man 3] Where do you think you're going?

[Romeo] Kilo, my man!

Why don't you fill us in.

-We got a black SUV.

That's probably a cop.

And the prison van...

right where we want it.

[Man] Move. Get back in the car.

[Man 2] Don't fucking move!

-Shit.

[India] Exit the truck, you fucking pig!

[Yankee] We will torch you fuckers!

[Galotti] No, no, no. No, don't!

[Yankee] Get out of there.

-Come on, fucker!

-[Eric] Fuck. -[Madeleine] Oh my-- What?

[India] Burn, baby, burn.

-[Stauffer screams]

-You're next, motherfucker.

-[Wisdom screams]

[India] Holy shit! Die, you fucking pig!

[gunshot]

[Yankee] Come on, let's go.

[India] Got the keys.

-Galotti, extinguisher!

[Galotti] Yeah.

Here. -[Wisdom screams]

[Galotti] Wisdom...

Oh my God.

[Madeleine] Eric.

-We're okay, we're okay.

It's okay. -[whimpering]

[Romeo] [on loudspeaker] Attention!

You are now hostages.

Stay in your vehicle until this is over.

Anyone standing outside by the time I finish talking

will be shot.

Don't try to be a hero.

At 185 feet above water, a jump will kill you.

At 2,000 feet per second,

so will our bullets.

Remain in your vehicles.

We will be by to collect your phones.

Have them ready.

[♪♪♪]

[Foxtrot] Stay in your car!

-[Sierra] Kill the engine! -[Foxtrot] Hands on the wheel!

[Sierra] Let's tie these fuckers down, come on!

[Foxtrot] All right!

-Hostage situation on the Tobin Bridge.

[Sierra] He's got a radio! He's a fucking cop!

-[Foxtrot] Get his ass out! -[Sierra] Open the door!

[Foxtrot] Get his ass out!

[Sierra] Open up the fucking car!

[Foxtrot] Get him! Get him!

Get his ass out the car right now!

-Send all units now!

-Get fucked, bitch! -[gunshot]

-[Sierra groans] -[Foxtrot] Oh shit!

What the fuck?

-[gunshot] -[man groans]

[Madeleine gasps]

[Man] Holy shit!

[Golf] Hole in one.

[Foxtrot] Whoa!

See? Fuckin' head shot!

Told you these bulletproof masks save your ass!

-You saved my face, not my ass.

-Oh, your face, your ass, same thing. Get him!

[Sierra] Hey! Open up the door!

Get out! -[Cop] Calm down.

[Sierra] Get out! Get out to the back!

Open up the back door!

Get the fuck in!

Give me your hands!

Come on!

[siren blaring]

[Operator] We have a code silver,

sending all units to the Tobin Bridge

for a 99, 101

and 105,

hostage situation.

Active shooters on site.

Senior officer en route.

ETA ten minutes.

[police cars revving]

[terrorist] Get down! Hands on the wheels.

-[crying] No, no. -Give me the fucking phone!

-What do you want? I ain't doing shit.

[terrorist 1] Do what we tell you and you won't get hurt.

-Off the cell phone!

Now! -[terrorist 3] Give me that!

-Please don't hurt me.

[Sierra] I'll take that fucking watch too, that's nice.

[terrorist 4] Hands where we can see 'em.

[chaotic shouting]

-We're gonna take your cell phones!

We're not playing around.

[Sierra] Hands on the wheels. Now!

You hippie ass Jesus freak.

Kiss your momma with that finger?

[terrorist 5] Don't move!

[Madeleine] What are they doing with those?

-Covering their asses.

[terrorist 5] Ladies, ladies, ladies.

Stop the shaking. I just need to tie you up.

[terrorist 6] Show me your hands, Gramps.

Over here.

No hero shit. Don't move, buddy.

[Sierra] Get your hands on the wheel, Karen.

-Get ready to give them our phones.

-I'm gonna hide mine. -No.

No way.

-Please. -It's not a discussion.

[terrorist] Hands, hands, hands.

Show me your hands

or I'll cut them off. -[phone rings]

[Katherine] Hey, is everything all right?

-Ma, do me a favor. Sit down.

[Katherine] Eric, what's happening?

[Tango] Show me your fucking hands.

[Eric] There's a, uh, situation.

[Tango] What are you doing?

Roll it down. -Uh--

she needs to turn on the truck to roll down the window.

-[Katherine] Eric!? Eric!? -[Tango] This is not a drill.

-Ma, listen to me.

Ma, I promise, whatever you hear,

I'm gonna bring her home safe--

-[glass shatters] -[Eric] Hey!

[Tango] Phones! NOW!

-That's one.

Where's yours?

Oh, come on, sweetheart.

You're not gonna make me take you outside

and pat you down, huh?

Where's the phone, sweetheart?

-I made her leave it. -I'm talking to her.

-He's teaching me to drive.

Made me leave it at home.

-Oh, that's nice.

Focus on the road, very mature, very responsible, big bro.

I like that.

It's good. It's really good.

-But you know what? It would be a shame

to find out that you were lying to me.

We got a little [indistinct] here then, sweetheart.

There it is.

I just-- I just don't want that to happen.

You know? I'd hate that.

You hear that, big bro?

-Yes.

I made her leave it at home.

-Okay.

Leave it at home. I get that.

Makes sense.

Hands.

You too, big bro.

Hands.

-[Eric grunts]

-Okay.

Catch you guys later.

-There was nothing I could do.

He would have killed us.

[sirens blaring]

[terrorist 1] Turn the fuck around!

-[terrorist 2] Stay still. -[Sierra] All right, stay calm.

[terrorist 1] Don't let him go, asshole.

Turn around. Lock it down, Yankee.

You want one in the fucking head?

[terrorists shouting]

-You know what?

I lied.

There's something I can do, but it's gonna gross you out.

-Eric?

What?

-[grunts, groans]

-[gasps]

-[panting, groans]

[sighs] I dislocated it on patrol.

Now I can pop it out whenever I want.

It just hurts like hell.

[breathing heavily]

[bone snapping into place]

[laughs]

-What are you doing?

-Stay right here.

Be quiet. I promise I'll be back.

[Tango] I know, this sucks, right?

Wrong night for a date night, buddy.

Hey, you. Dude, how many times

do I have to fucking say it?

Roll it down.

[Eric grunts]

-Shit!

[Tango] Hey, wait, wait, wait, wait.

[Ozzie] What the fuck?

[Tango groans, gags]

-[grunts, panting] -[Tango gags]

-[speaks in foreign language]

[Tango gags]

[Eric] Come on. Come on.

-[gags]

-Fuckin'-- fuckin' contractor.

-[gags]

-[panting]

[sniffles]

-Shit.

What the fuck, man? What the fuck?

-Still got your phone?

-Yeah. -[Eric] If anyone asks,

he threw it over the side.

[panting] They're strapping hands to the wheels.

Fake it if you need to.

-What are you even doing, man?

You're gonna get people killed.

-Fuck off.

Okay, man?

Fuck off.

[tense music building up]

[Doc] Galotti, Wisdom looks dead.

You got to get me out of here.

Galotti?

Your gun!

-Guns didn't work out for them, did they?

-Look, if these pricks are here for me...

-They're absolutely here for you.

[panting] I'm so sorry.

-Fuck me.

It was you.

-[panting] Doc, I like you.

From the minute they brought you into isolation,

it really hurt knowing...

you weren't gonna live to testify.

-Yeah?

Whatever they paid you, you'll never spend it.

You'll see.

-I'm sorry.

Okay, gentlemen.

Delivered as promised.

-Yeah, I got eyes, buddy.

What's up, Doc?

[Doc] Mikey.

Come to break me out?

-Nah, something like that.

Boss still needs closure, you know.

-Closure comes in all forms.

[Yankee] Less than six months,

she's already getting special treatment.

-Turns out they don't like it

when you go killin' other inmates.

-[laughs] Right.

You.

Boss wants to see you,

but first, I want that rifle.

-Galotti, you give that up, you're as good as dead.

[Echo] Aw, come on, Doc.

Our friend here has got nothing to fear from us.

He's not the one who betrayed us.

-What about her?

[Echo] She ain't going anywhere.

Secure the rest of the hostages.

[Galotti] Doc, huh?

It's quite the operation you guys got here.

-[Eric grunts]

Rest in peace, asshole.

[water splashes]

-Romeo!

Hey, man.

So, I uh-- do good or what?

-Mr. Galotti, you done real good.

There's one more thing I could use from you.

Yeah?

-Yeah, name it. Anything.

-Good.

[metal rattling]

-Dammit!

[Yankee] We can't leave any toys laying around, Doc.

You might hurt yourself.

[siren blaring]

-All units, check in and confirm completion of phase two.

[Echo] [over comms] Echo and India, all set.

[Sierra] [over comms] Sierra's good to go.

-Did you just kill that guy?

[Foxtrot] Foxtrot [indistinct]

[Eric grunts]

[Yankee] [over comms] Yankee confirmed.

[Golf] [over comms] Golf in position.

-If they come looking for him,

you have to act like I was never here.

Keep your hands on the wheel

and pretend like you're still cuffed.

-But that guy knew. Won't they?

-They're not gonna pay attention to you

unless you give them a reason to.

-What are you gonna do?

-Tango, check in and confirm completion of phase two.

-Tango's all set.

-All right, everyone, stay alert.

-I'm gonna find you a way off this bridge.

[Romeo] [into comms] Control the bridge.

Keep the peace.

[suspenseful music building up]

-What do we got?

-We got a police chopper on scene, another inbound.

Local news hounds are buzzing the south side.

[Romeo] Copy that. And on the ground?

-Blockade on the north, they're staying way back.

South side, cops are 50 yards from the gap.

-Tango. I don't like Tango taking so long.

-That kid's a liability.

-I'm sorry, what gives you the right to say so?

-[scoffs] Oh.

-That's my point exactly.

-Look, man, all I'm saying is, every minute we waste

gives the cops another to pull something. All right?

They got choppers all over us already.

-I say it's about time we back them off.

[police sirens whooping]

[guns cocked]

[chaotic shouting]

[man] Hey, lock down that parameter right now.

I need a general [indistinct].

[helicopter whirring]

[operator] [over phone] Nine-one-one,

what's your emergency?

-I blew two holes in the Tobin Bridge

exactly 11 minutes ago.

You know this because you have news choppers flying overhead.

[operator] [over phone] Passing you through to

the senior officer on scene.

Stand by.

[chatter over police radio]

[Inspector Grimes] [into phone] This is Police Inspector

Terry Grimes, senior officer in charge.

Who am I talking to?

-Hi, Terry.

Are you watching the news?

-Yes, sir, I am.

Look, we wanna resolve this situation

without any further loss of life,

so I just need you to...

-I have news choppers

flying far too close to my bridge.

-Yeah, I see that. I'm gonna back them off.

-Well, don't you worry.

I'm gonna do that for you right now.

Please hold.

Here we go.

[into comms] Golf. Cover me.

[Golf] Copy.

[thrilling music playing]

Position set.

[helicopter whirring]

[explosion]

[Pilot] [over comms] Mayday! Mayday!

-Oh, boy.

[siren blaring]

[explosion]

[phone rings]

-Did you see that, Terry?

Listen, we are not some bush-league jihadis.

We are an elite force,

ready for anything you could ever throw at us.

-Wait, wait, wait. You got to give me--

-No, no, Terry. I don't.

I want you cops out of my hair,

and I want the news reporting from a distance.

All right? Matter of fact, you tell everyone to get back,

because the next time,

we'll do more than hit your bird.

You got me?

-Give me a status report on that chopper.

Look out.

-You ready?

Let's go to work.

Good evening, America.

We are coming to you live from the Tobin Bridge.

Your live news outlet of choice will cut us any moment,

so find us again at w-w-w dot Freedom Revolutions dot o-r-g,

where we will be live at nine PM.

For now, I offer you a taste

of what you can expect tonight should anybody interfere.

[single gunshot]

-[gasps]

-This is Inspector Grimes.

Get me a name on that guard that was shot.

-[Madeleine gasping]

Oh my--

[gasps]

[chatter over police radios]

[hostages screaming]

-Pentagon used the testimony of a traitor,

Samantha "Doc" Brown, a disgraced Army veteran

who falsely testified that Retcon Squad One Three

massacred innocent civilians without sanction.

[India] [into comms] India reporting.

All clear.

[beeps]

[♪♪♪]

-Meet Doc. She lied to save herself

and discredit the private soldiers

that fought bravely by her side.

Blood of everyone who dies tonight

will be on her hands.

[Doc] [on stream] Terror over there and terror here.

That's on you, Jimmy!

You're guilty.

[phone rings]

-Come on, Maddie.

-The Pentagon will release the Shattered Dove files

on the front page of their website

by 2100 hours Eastern.

They will release the Retcon soldiers held in an unnamed

black site that they claim does not exist.

My comrades are heroes, not war criminals.

-Come on, come on.

[Romeo] [on camera] Once I receive verbal confirmation

that they are free, we will withdraw.

There will be no more phone calls, no negotiations.

You fail to meet our demand, put snipers on us,

call in a SWAT team,

you'll be fishing bodies out of the river for weeks.

Do not test us.

Nine PM.

[phone rings]

-Hello?

-Hey, you little shit.

-Eric.

[Eric] Do me a favor.

You're lit up like a beacon over there.

Put your phone on speaker

and turn it face down in your lap.

-Where are you?

-I'm not far.

I can see you.

-They killed a guy on camera.

-You saw that?

[Madeleine] It's trending.

The whole thing is trending.

They're on the prison bus now.

[suspenseful music building up]

-[phone trilling] -Come on.

Come on, come on.

[phone rings]

-Is that you, Terry?

-Hey, look, you made your point, okay?

-Oh, I've just started making my point.

-Look, this Doc Brown is who your grudge is with, right?

So, what do you say you let everyone go

and you hang onto her

until we're able to work this thing out?

-Trading the life of one for the lives of many.

That is very "Wrath of Khan," Terry,

except I don't think Doc will see it that way,

and quite frankly, I don't either.

The clock is ticking. Hustle up.

-We're over ten mil and climbing.

-Let me see that.

[man] Come a quarter way up.

-Give me everything you've got on a Samantha "Doc" Brown.

[Eric] [into phone] Is there anything about

a high-profile prisoner?

Someone rich?

Someone famous?

-There was a woman they called a traitor?

-Traitor?

Okay. Don't hang up.

I'll be right back.

-Hey, kid. Band are comin'.

-Eric?

-You're a Marine, kid?

-Army Ranger. Was.

You fought?

-Back in the Stone Age.

'Nam.

-I count five, maybe two or three more in the op-center.

-Sniper on its roof,

but he's got cops to worry about.

-This'll get me past him.

[Kozak] Copy that.

Be aware of those swingin' dicks on the road.

-Thank you, sir.

-Joe Kozak.

Not "sir."

Once a grunt--

-Always a grunt.

-You're clear behind that black van.

[sirens blaring]

[news anchor] [on TV] Breaking news.

Terror on the Tobin continues.

Captain James Roken and members of his Retcon 13 squad

recently escaped detention

after facing charges for war crimes.

The resulting manhunt ended abruptly tonight

when Roken seized the Tobin Bridge by force,

taking over 70 hostages above the Mystic River

with no way for the police to rescue them.

City and federal officials are meeting Homeland Security

to assess the situation,

but the terrorists' superior firepower means it's unlikely

police can make any assault while Roken holds the bridge.

[beep]

[Yankee] This thing is hot and heavy.

Just like your mom, Tango.

[Eric] You wanna tango? Let's dance!

[grunts and punches thrown]

[gun fired]

[panting]

-Who the fuck are you?

[Eric] I'm just a guy wondering why

these homegrown terrorist assholes

think something on this bridge

is worth dragging all this aggro for.

-Go back to your car, kid, before you wind up dead.

[Eric] First off...

you don't know me.

So try not to meet the wrong version.

Second...

I didn't get this by playing fucking rock, paper, scissors.

-Good for you.

But that guy was a lightweight

compared to the rest of these snake eaters.

-Special Forces, yeah?

Dead guy had a Retcon tattoo.

-Yeah. Private military contractors.

Loudspeaker? Big voice?

That's none other than Jimmy Roken.

-[scoffs]

[sighs]

Jimmy Roken, huh? Captain Chaos.

-Youngest non-com to be made Captain since Vietnam.

Killer extraordinaire.

You're looking at the one who blew the whistle.

-No shit.

Is that right?

[Doc] After he went private, no one kept track of

just how many civilians he mowed down

until I came along to stop that evil shit,

and yet they're out there and I'm in here.

Who said the world's fair?

[cocking gun]

-Why are you in here?

[chain rattles]

-Testified 0900.

Trial in absentia for Captain Chaos and his apostles.

-In shackles? Uh-uh.

-Let's just say

my plea deal didn't save me from crimes

more recently committed while in detention.

-What about this Shattered Dove?

-What're you doing here, again?

-My little sister's on this bridge.

-And?

-And I'm thinking I've been pretty lucky so far,

but they're gonna come hunt me down

once they find out these two guys are dead.

So, if you're what they want,

how about we cooperate with each other,

and you help me get my little sister off of this bridge

and away from this fucking shit show?

-Okay. You have my attention.

[Eric] Good.

Any of these guys have keys?

-[chains rattling] -To the shackles.

Not the cage.

-Then we're gonna have to improvise.

[air horn honks loudly]

-What the fuck?

-Somebody check that out.

-Copy. India engaging.

-Eric, what have you done?

[air horn honks loudly]

[body thuds]

[India] Romeo, someone shot the prison guard on the horn.

[Eric] Come on.

Come on.

That's it.

Smile, you son of a bitch.

-[gun fired] -[Sierra groans]

Fuck!

[continuous gunfire]

[India] What the fuck? Taking fire!

Sierra's hit!

-Everybody go.

-Golf here, on the move.

[Eric] Shit. Goddammit! Motherfuckers!

-[Sierra groans]

Fucking got Yankee.

[groans]

[India] We're with Doc. Yankee KIA.

[Romeo] [over comms] Did she kill Yankee?

[cage door jerked]

[India] She's caged and shackled.

I took the keys from the driver.

Had them the whole time.

[Sierra] Doc saw who did it.

-Amy, is that you?

Why are you hanging with this pre-pubescent incel?

[Echo] [over comms] India, give me the distance,

direction and description of the shooter.

[India] Are you fucking kidding me?

We've been a little busy getting shot at.

[Foxtrot] [over comms] Romeo, sweeping south. Zip so far.

[India] Shut up.

[Golf] No sign of the shooter.

Too many places to hide out here.

[Romeo] [over comms] And the cops?

-They're staying back for now.

-If any cop moves across the gap, waste them.

[Golf] On it.

[Romeo] [over comms] Everybody else regroup.

[Golf] TAC team is looking for entry points.

[Sierra] Shooter's gone.

[grunts in pain]

[Echo] You okay? Hey, hey, hang on.

-Hey, I can walk. I can walk. -Hang on, I got you.

Christ, what a clusterfuck.

[India] [over comms] Romeo, this is India.

Permission to extract intel from Doc.

-Negative.

Doc is the star of our show.

Watch her, but do not touch her.

-Son of a bitch.

-Come on. You've had worse.

-[grunts in pain]

[suspenseful music playing]

-We have to flush this fucker out.

[Romeo] Yankee, how'd he die?

[Sierra] Close contact. Gun under the vest.

[Romeo] Tango still hasn't checked in.

[Echo] Captain, he smoked Tango.

-This guy kills one of us, maybe he gets lucky.

Kills two of us? No chance.

Okay, he knows what he's doing.

He's listening.

Watch your chatter.

Echo, Foxtrot, find him.

Golf has overwatch.

We hit fast and we hit hard.

-Sir, yes, sir.

-[sirens blaring] -[running footsteps]

[helicopter whirring]

[woman] Who's that?

-Maddie?

[urgently] Maddie!?

-[gasps] I'm here!

-[panting] Thank God.

-Maddie, you need to answer me

when I call out to you.

-The call died. I thought...

you were...

-I'm sorry.

I'm really sorry.

[panting] I got you, okay?

[Romeo] [over comms] This is to the worm who thinks

he can undermine our mission.

-That's not you, right?

[Romeo] [over comms] Hide.

You go ahead and you make it fun for us,

'cause when we find you,

we're gonna string you up along with

everybody that you care about.

We're coming for you.

-We have to go.

I know a place that's safe. Come on, follow me.

Shut the door quietly.

[thrilling music playing]

-No stone unturned.

No trunk unchecked.

This guy's military-- SWAT, ATF.

Not some wannabe dickhead.

He's got one of our radios, one of our rifles.

Most importantly...

he's got somebody that he cares about.

[Echo] Where are you, you prick?

-Maddie, back. Back, back.

Try to get in one of the cars.

-Come on, Rambo.

-Can we get in?

[Echo] You son of a bitch.

-India, what's your sitrep?

[India] [over comms] Doc and I are gettin' nice and cozy.

-[India] Right. -[metal clanks]

Who killed Yankee? And where did he go?

-I know it's you, Wade.

How's your night going? Not so good? Awwww.

-Romeo's gonna frag your ass

in front of the entire planet

for the sins you committed against us.

-Romeo is a punk.

But you're just his punk-ass bitch.

-God damn it!

Who killed him? And where did he go?

-Wade, you candy-ass shit monkey,

even if I told you, he would gut you

like your pal Yankee-doodle dickhead!

-That's it!

I'm gonna do worse things than kill you, Doc.

Get the fuck out of here!

I'm gonna have fun doing this!

-[grunts, kicks cage door]

-[India groans] -[Doc grunts]

Ask him yourself!

[India] Doc...

please!

Please! I wasn't gonna-- [groans]

-[Doc grunts with effort]

[panting]

I'll take that, thank you.

-Can we get in, please? -[man] No, no. I can't do that.

-They won't let us in, Eric.

-Try another one.

-Can you please-- -[woman] I'm sorry. I can't.

-Get behind the red one.

-[driver] Help, please, man. -[Eric] Let her in.

She's not gonna be any trouble.

[Foxtrot] God damn it.

[over comms] Yo, Romeo, India's KIA.

Doc is free. Repeat, Doc is loose.

-She's got nowhere to go. Find her.

-I don't care about me. -[woman] Don't open the door.

Just hurry. Open the door, chickenshit!

-Eric! We'll find someone else.

-[Uber Driver] No way, man. -[woman] We can't.

-Open the door, pussy.

Don't make me open it. -[Echo] Hey!

[gun fired]

[Eric] Down!

[gunfire]

-Come on, come on.

[intense music playing]

[Echo] Drop the fucking gun, hero,

and come out with your hands up!

-[gun fires] -[groans]

[body thuds]

[groans]

God damn it.

-Stay here.

[suspenseful music playing]

-Fucking son of a bitch!

White male, six foot.

There's a girl with him.

Teens, five foot-- [gasps]

Shit. [grunts]

[grunts and groans]

[Foxtrot] Freeze, fucker.

[gun fired]

[Golf] Romeo, I've got eyes on Doc.

I'm going after her.

-We need her alive. Just-- take her.

[gun fired]

-[grunts]

[intense music playing]

[drone whirring]

[Sierra] Is that... [grunts]

[drone whirring]

It's him.

It's the shooter.

[Kilo] Seeking face ID.

-[beeps] -[Eric grunts]

[Kilo] Whoa!

Fucker!

Fucking blind now.

-It's fine. You have another drone.

Just quit your bitchin' and get it up.

[sighs]

[groans]

[siren blaring]

[suspenseful music playing]

-Jesus Christ.

-Eric, we can't stay here.

-I know. I know.

[panting]

Ever hear of Evel Knievel?

[Madeleine] Who?

-How much do you trust me?

-Not that much. -Okay. Come on.

-No way. -Oh, yes, yes, yes way.

-Eric!

[Echo] Get that light off my face!

[Foxtrot] Dude, where's the shooter?

Huh? Hm?

You lost him? -Shut the fuck up.

This prick is really pissing me off.

-You! Where'd he go?

-Oh God.

[siren blaring]

[Golf] Doc!

[intense music playing]

-[Doc grunts]

-[Golf grunts and groans]

-[Doc grunts]

-[groans in pain]

-[grunts]

[drone whirring]

[suspenseful music playing]

[Eric] Come on.

All right, let's kick the tires and light the fires.

[drone whirring]

-Doc just murked Golf.

-[groans] -[Romeo] Echo, Foxtrot.

Get me Doc.

-[groans]

-I need you to get your ass out there.

Those two clowns couldn't find their asses with both hands.

[Sierra] Fucking tell me about it.

-Come on. There you go.

Now go do what they can't. -[Sierra] Got it.

[Foxtrot] Hey, yo, Doc! Stay right there!

-God damn it!

[Foxtrot] I got you now! You're mine!

-This is gonna be loud.

[motorbike engine revs]

Don't let go. -Okay. Go!

[motorbike engine revs]

[Foxtrot] [over comms] I got eyes on the shooter!

-[Foxtrot] Fucking shit! -[Eric] They're shooting!

Come on!

[Echo] [over comms] He's gonna jump the gap!

-Do not let that happen!

[Echo] On it!

-Fuck!

-[Madeleine gasps]

[Eric] Hold on. [grunts]

[Madeleine] Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

[screams] Ah! -[gun fires]

-[Eric grunts] -[gun fires]

[motorbike engine revs]

[Echo] God damn it!

[over comms] I can't hit him!

-Stop that fucking bike!

[motorbike engine revs]

[gun fires]

-We're not going to make it.

[Echo] [over comms] I don't have a clear shot anymore!

-Whoa, whoa, whoa. What are you doing?!

-Killing anybody who fucks with us.

[bomb explodes]

-[Madeleine shrieks] -[Eric grunts]

[Madeleine] Oh shit. Oh, shit. Oh, shit. Oh, shit!

Eric! Eric! -[Eric] Oh, shit! Shit, shit!

[Echo] [gasps] Holy hell.

Jimmy, what the fuck did you just do?

-[Romeo panting]

[grunts]

[panting] Nobody leaves until I say so.

[dramatic music playing]

[helicopter whirring]

[sirens blaring]

[Echo] Shooter is down.

[Foxtrot] This is fucked, man.

We need evac like right fucking now.

[Echo] There's no extraction if we don't find Doc.

Search this end.

Tell Sierra to sweep south.

[Foxtrot] What about you?

[Echo] I gotta talk to Romeo.

-[Madeleine panting]

-You okay?

-From now on, I drive.

[panting]

-[breathing heavily] Deal.

-This whole damn bridge may be wired to blow.

Any type of frontal assault

is just gonna add cops to the death toll.

I got 50 to 100 innocent lives up there.

I'm begging you. You gotta release

these Shattered Dove files and their comrades,

because if you don't,

the only thing I'm gonna need from you

is a net to drag their damn bodies out of the river.

-[Madeleine panting]

I feel like I'm gonna puke.

[Eric] Well, you're alive.

Better yet, they think that you aren't.

So, you know, we have all the time in the world

to get you out of here.

[Madeleine] How?

[Eric] That tow truck had a winch on it.

May be enough to get us down.

Okay, man.

Coast is clear.

Let's go. -What is that?

[suspenseful music playing]

[Eric] Come on.

[steady beeping]

We need to get you out of here right now.

[Madeleine] What about everybody else?

-I only care about you, okay?

-Everybody else is going to die.

-There's nothing I can do about that,

but I can save you.

-No, you save everyone.

-Not anymore. That's not what I do.

Please, just-- let's go.

-Eric, you are the fucking hero.

-I'm not the fucking hero.

I'm not.

I'm not a Ranger anymore. I'm-- I'm not even Army.

-What? -They discharged me.

Three weeks before they pulled us out.

Some tribal warlord we were protecting was...

-Was what?

-Some tribal warlord...

was going after this young girl, no older than you.

She...

she was forced to marry this old fuck,

and she begged us... she begged me to save her.

My L.T. said to let it go.

That it was none of our concern.

But I ignored the order.

And I went to reach out, grab her hand, lead her away,

and the warlord...

shot her in the head.

[gun fired]

Right in front of me.

I still feel the blood

on my face.

[sobs]

Maddie, I can't let that be you.

Please.

I can't let you die like that...

-And you won't.

But if you save me

and everybody up there dies,

then it's gonna haunt you worse than that girl, Eric.

I know you.

[dramatic music playing]

-Do you?

-Yeah.

I do.

-Well, let's go.

-Okay. -I got you.

Don't look down.

[Madeleine] I won't.

-[indistinct report on TV]

[suspenseful music playing]

[report continues

-Two people attempted to escape my breach.

[over speaker] They are dead now.

It did not have to be this way.

Do not test us.

-[woman sobs]

-Listen, if you choose war with us,

it will end as all wars do.

[over speaker] In tragedy.

How many viewers are in the queue?

-Over 32 mil.

[Romeo] And what about the cops?

[Kilo] They're staying back.

For now.

-Forget the cops. They have a front row seat.

They're scared shitless.

It's the Pentagon that is screwing with us.

-Captain, there's still no Shattered Dove files

or release of our brothers in arms.

There's no way they're gonna expose

what they paid us to do, Captain.

We need extraction.

-You want extraction? -[loud clatter]

Then you will find Doc.

-Yes, sir.

[News Anchor] [on TV] ...death toll,

killing not only their tactical officers

but innocent hostages

trapped on the Tobin bridge.

-Foxtrot.

You got anything? -Nada.

Doc's a crafty little bitch.

[Echo] Yeah, well, crafty bitch or not,

we still gotta find her.

Especially if we're gonna get off this damn bridge.

[tense music playing]

[Eric] [indistinct]

-Now what are we going to do with you?

-I'll take her.

Pretend she's with me.

-Eric, come on. Let's go.

[Eric] Maddie, get in the back.

[panting]

Thank you.

-My name's Ozzie.

-Eric.

How old's your kid?

-He just turned two today.

I was trying to get back to his party.

-Maddie's 16.

[Madeleine] Madeleine.

-You really think you can stop him?

[Madeleine] I know he can.

[Eric] Well...

apparently that's what I'm here for.

-Call Ma, tell her you're okay.

If Ozzie tells you to do anything,

listen. Understand?

-Take it.

In case you need to call.

Pass code's

1-2-3-4-5-6.

-[chuckles] Mine's 6-5-4-3-2-1.

-[sighs]

-It's okay? -I'm good. Go.

-Keep her safe.

Please.

[car door closes]

[siren wailing]

-[Sierra grunts]

[grunts in pain]

[intense music playing]

Guess you're not dead.

Going somewhere?

-[gunshot]-[groans]

[intense music playing]

[Echo] Stop! Move up! Move up!

Go, go, go! Move! Move!

[gunshots]

Doc's behind the red car!

[over comms] We're taking fire! Taking fire!

-[steady gunfire] -Move up! Move up! Move up!

Positioning, damn it!

Move it! Move!

-[Doc grunts]

[Foxtrot] Echo, go, go!

-Hey, I said I want Doc alive!

[Echo] [over comms] Then get out here

and do it yourself, Jimmy!

-Oh. Where you going?

-I'm gonna do it myself.

[Echo] Keep the distance! Keep the distance!

Foxtrot, on your left! On your left!

On your left!

Go, go, go! Move!

[gunfire]

Move it!

[heavy gunfire]

[Kozak] Hey, Timex.

You take a lickin' and keep on tickin'.

Good on you, kid. -[Eric] Thank you, sir.

They wired the whole underside of the bridge.

-Oh, man.

You got sapper skills?

-Some. Enough, I hope.

-All right. I got wire cutters.

Tools.

-How about the winch?

-Winch only works if the ignition's powered,

but fuckers took my keys.

But, uh...

once a Boy Scout...

[chuckles]

Hoowah!

[intense music playing]

-[heavy gunfire] -[Echo] Move! Let's go!

[Doc] Come on, chickenshit!

-[steady gunfire] -[Echo] I'll back you up!

-[Romeo grunts] -[Doc groans]

-You really need to stop making me look bad, Doc.

[grunting]

[News Anchor] Roken's threats against inmate

Samantha "Doc" Brown

appear to be at the center of this crisis.

Brown recently surrendered to authorities

to give evidence against Roken and his--

-Fuck.

I'd hoped I was done with these.

-You will be free of them soon enough.

-Is that supposed to scare me?

Captain Chaos?

-[scoffs]

[sways, bangs against counter]

-What the fuck, Jimmy? You drunk?

-No. No. Just--

fallin' apart,

much like this bridge over troubled waters.

-This isn't some kind of

fucked-up frat boy revenge hit, is it?

-Why don't you confess your sins

and die with a clear conscience?

-I don't get the whole hostage terrorism thing.

-Luckily nobody's paying you

to get shit, Doc.

-Right, right, right.

So, what's the deal?

You doing this to try and prove a point?

Well, I call it bullshit.

This isn't about releasing some documents

or freeing some fuckwits you could give two shits about.

-[panting]

-This is some kind of magic show.

-There's nothing up my sleeves, Doc.

I want the masters who unleashed us

to pay for their sins.

Do right by us dogs

who bite on their behalf.

-Oh, please!

Save the performance for the cameras.

Just us girls here.

Spill, tough guy. What gives?

-The world needs to know that the men behind the curtains

are scared little shits who use and lose us.

See, we're not human anymore, just the ultimate

"fire and forget" weapons.

-We're over 47 million.

-Dollars?

-Viewers.

-Plan is to make you famous before you die, Doc.

-Well, at least I get to die with my honor

and not as some murdering asshole.

-You know what I think?

I don't think you know the first thing about...

honor. [winces]

[thuds to his knees]

[breathing heavily]

[Doc] Afinitor?

Cancer drugs.

What the fuck, Jimmy?

[Romeo] Oh, son.

Gift from the burn pits and chemical deterrents;

a brain tumor the size of a golf ball.

I've not got a whole lot of time left,

but hey...

What are you gonna do?

-Christ, Jimmy.

No wonder you're doing something so batshit crazy.

You're off your goddamn nut...

-I am more lucid than I have ever been.

[groans] If you want to do right by the people

on this bridge, then you will do your part.

If you fail to do that,

their deaths,

that's on you.

[suspenseful music playing]

-Oh, shit.

[Foxtrot] What the fuck?

[Echo] Ah, shit.

[device beeps]

[Foxtrot] Romeo, there's a line over the side.

[Romeo] [over comms] Copy, Foxtrot.

Catch and kill. No one leaves.

[Echo] How the hell did we miss this?

-[Kozak] Hey, guys. -[Echo] Hey! Hey!

-Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

You guys had a tough time tonight, huh?

[Foxtrot] How you free, old timer?

-Oh, well, you don't get to be my age

without learning a trick or two.

[Echo] Yeah, I bet.

Who's over the side?

-Oh, what? You mean this thing?

Oh, well.

Would you believe it? I got hungry.

I-- I thought I'd fish for my dinner.

-No, I fucking wouldn't.

-Well-- -[Echo] Watch him.

[Kozak] You see the hook on the end of this thing?

It's huge. -Stop, old man. Shut up.

[Echo] Shit. I got veteran plates here.

That guy who made a break for it earlier.

-That dude's at the bottom of the river, man.

[Echo] Yeah, or not.

This prick is one of us.

-Where'd he go? Huh?

-What, the fish? How should I know?

[Echo] He had a girl with him, right?

-Yeah. There was. -No, no, no, no, no, guys.

I mean, listen, listen. Let me explain.

[Foxtrot groans]

Shit.

Damn!

Shit!

[device beeps]

-All right. Come on. -Fucking fuck.

-Ooh, eloquent dipshit, ain't ya?

-Yeah. All right. -[Kozak] Come on.

-[groans]

[Foxtrot] Eloquent, my ass.

[cable clatters]

You're leaking now, old man.

Yeah.

[dramatic music playing]

-Oh, shit.

[breathes heavily]

-I hope he gets you next.

[grunts]

[metal clanks]

[grunts]

-We'll see.

Take this shit.

Who's gonna get me?

-Aaah! [groans]

[metal clanks]

[groans]

-[Echo] Foxtrot?! -[Foxtrot breathing heavily]

-You good? -This old motherfucker

stabbed me in my ass.

[grunts]

-Camp the line.

He's gotta come up sooner or later.

If he's alive, so is that girl.

I'm gonna find her. -Old bastard.

[suspenseful music playing]

-Madeleine, call your brother.

[phone beeps]

-[phone rings] -Quick, cover the cut up.

[phone rings]

-Maddie?

Maddie?

-Hi. -[Echo] Howdy.

Tango must have missed zip-tieing you two.

It's no wonder he's dead.

-[grunts]

-Uh-- yeah, I-- I don't know.

[Echo] Mm-hmm.

Who we got here?

What's her story?

She adopted?

-I'm the babysitter.

-Oh. [laughs] Babysitter.

Nice.

[Ozzie] [over phone] No, she takes care of my son.

[Echo] [over phone] Right.

[Echo] And what's his son's name?

Eh?

-His name's-- -I was asking her.

You were saying?

-Jake, you know? Little-- little guy?

-Jake Little Guy. -[Madeleine gasps]

[Echo] Hmm.

Get that babysitting? Huh?

Out of the car.

Come on. -[Madeleine] Wait.

-Get out. Let's go. -Eric! Eric!

-No, no. -[Echo] You're coming with me.

-[Madeleine] Wait. Let me go! -[Echo] Shut up.

-[Madeleine] [over phone] Eric! - [Echo] Come on.

Let's go, babysitter.

-[Madeleine] Eric! -[Echo] Come on.

Stop struggling. Let's go. -[Madeleine] Eric! Be the hero!

[Echo] Shut the fuck up

and move!

Don't, asshole.

-[grunts]

-Let's go.

Guess who's still alive.

-[Madeleine gasps]

[Romeo] Un-fucking-real.

Start talking.

Who are you? Who are you with?

-Ow!

-[scared] Eric!

-Speak up. Mean it, sweetheart.

-[louder] Eric!

-[breathing heavily]

-Does that voice sound familiar, Eric?

-[gasping]

-I am speaking

with Corporal Eric Daniels.

U.S. Army Ranger.

True American hero.

I need to know you are done giving me shit,

and I need to know it by 21:00,

Eastern Standard Time.

By my calculations,

that gives us about two minutes and 40 seconds

before I shoot your little sister in the head.

How fast can you get here?

[intense music playing]

-Shoulda stayed at home.

-Don't worry.

Your brother's smarter than these assholes.

He won't let anything happen to you.

-One hundred seconds, Corporal!

-[panting]

-Sixty seconds, Eric!

-[grunts]

-It's me! It's me!

-[panting] I couldn't stop him.

-You beg him to save you.

-Eric...

You break their bones, make them bleed.

Kill the motherfuckers! -Very feisty girl, Eric!

Must run in the family.

It's unfortunate because she's only got

about 17 more seconds to live.

-I need a diversion.

Use this, then run.

[Romeo] [on loudspeaker] Ten seconds!

-Cut the fuckin' shit, Jimmy!

-Six seconds.

[Echo] Captain.

-Move! Stay the fuck back!

-Eric!

I'm fucking sick of this!

[Eric] Wait, wait.

Wait.

Wait. Wait.

-Let's go say hi.

[Eric] I'm here.

Wait.

I'm here.

I'm here. Don't hurt her.

I'm here.

[Madeleine] Eric.

Eric.

-Hi.

-[grunts]

[Kilo] It's online. All of it.

We did it. They're scared shitless of us.

-Yeah.

-Comfy? No?

-[panting]

Eric?

-You okay?

-[grunts] -You ready?

Say the word.

You will read every word verbatim.

Mistakes will hurt.

-I'm not reading this.

-The mistakes will hurt her.

-I'll fucking end you.

[intense music playing]

-I'll do it.

I'll do it!

-Great.

[intense music playing]

[sirens blaring]

"My name is Samantha Marie Brown,

"former Staff Sergeant of the United States Army

"and contractor with Retcon One Three.

Tonight--"

-Verbatim.

-"Tonight, I'm going to die.

"Standing beside me are

"my former comrades in arms,

Sergeant Michael J.P. Moron..."

-What's my name?

-I'm sorry. Marin.

"Four tours in Afghanistan,

"multiple confirmed kills,

"and a Silver Star.

"Specialist Jeff Willis.

"Visited the recruiter nine days after his brother

"had died in combat.

"Completed his service and joined Retcon One Three

"to continue to fight for American freedom abroad.

"They're honorable war-tested heroes,

"along with their commanding officer,

"Captain James Roken,

"the leader of Retcon One Three.

"Smeared by the media

"and wrongfully accused of war crimes,

"they are set to be tried for killing

"sanctioned by the Shattered Dove Initiative,

"which gives explicit tolerance

"for civilian deaths in pursuit of

"high-value targets.

"These brave soldiers will receive upwards of

20 years each, unlike myself, who..."

-Read!

-"Unlike myself, who took a plea deal

"after deserting and accusing them of war crimes.

Tonight, they'll set the record straight."

-Go on. Show the world what a saint you are.

-Corporal Eric Matthew Daniels.

-Hey!

[Romeo] No, it's fine.

He knows what happens

if he says the wrong thing.

Go on. [groans]

The world's watching, Eric. Make it good.

-My name is Corporal Eric Matthew Daniels,

U.S. Army.

I did two tours. I even earned a medal.

I was demoted

for dismissing bad orders

that would have prevented me from saving civilian lives.

I know all about PTSD. Uh--

I, too, escaped a bad situation

where plenty of others didn't.

You know, the, uh,

right way isn't always obvious.

Sometimes it seems like

there isn't even a point.

-The hell are you even babbling about?

-Just say your piece, man.

[Eric] I was pistol whipped.

My head's really fuzzy.

I'm exhausted. And...

I don't know if these guys are guilty.

Maybe they are. Maybe they aren't.

But I know this--

for all this country gets wrong...

it gets a lot right.

And I'm willing to fight for that.

[Foxtrot] Shut his ass up, already.

-I've had enough. -[Eric] Wait, wait, wait.

Wait.

Just one more thing.

Ma...

[car engine revs]

if you're watching this...

[car engine revs]

[explosion]

[Kilo] We got explosions. North side.

-Check it out. We're at less than half.

It's the perfect time to attack us.

[Echo] What the hell was that?

[Foxtrot] SWAT or ATF or some shit--

[Romeo] Listen to me, Daniels.

If this has anything to do with you,

I swear you and your sister are done.

You got me?

You under--

-[Doc grunts]

[gunshot fired]

[gunshot]

-Maddie, go.

-[grunting and groaning]

-Come on, kid. Let's go.

-Eric!

-Come on.

-[grunting and groaning]

[Doc] Okay. Get down.

Okay. Come on. Let's go. Let's move.

-[grunting, punches thrown]

[glass shatters]

[gunshots]

-Eric, I will tell you what.

You have made your point.

-If you come closer, I'll make another.

[gunshot]

-Echo.

-[panting]

[gunshot]

[intense music playing]

[gunshot]

-Easy there, Army Puke.

-[panting]

[intense music playing]

[Foxtrot] Yo Doc, you bitch!

[gunshot]

-[rapid gunfire] -[Foxtrot groans]

-[sighs] Oh, my God.

Are you shot?

[Doc] Yeah.

-[confused chatter]

[drone whirring]

[News Anchor] This is just in. Our news team on the bridge

just reported that the police launched their own drone unit

to survey the current-- -Widen it out.

terror situation on the Tobin.

This drone is armed with a small-caliber weapon.

-Looks like most of the terrorists are gone.

I don't know who the hell's taking them out,

but looks like we might have caught the break we need.

You sure the sniper mode on this thing works?

-[Doc sighs]

Give me a sec.

-Ozzie!

You saved us.

-You forgot this.

-[laughs]

-[Romeo grunts]

-[groans]

-Let's go! Let's go! Let's go!

[grunts] -[Eric groans]

-The cops won't wait, you're done.

-Not until I finish what I started.

-With a shot-to-shit camera?

-With a goddamn phone, if I have to!

See, Doc dies on camera.

No compromises.

-You're fucked in the head.

-[Romeo grunts] -[Eric groans]

-You are more right than you know.

I am righteously fucked in my head.

See, there is a burning in my brain

that won't stop until I stop breathing.

All of this...

everything...

that is my last will and testament, my legacy,

so that everyone in this country

knows what happened here tonight

was not done by some foreign entity

but by patriots who just couldn't take it anymore.

-Dude, I don't care.

Please stop talking.

You're giving me a headache.

If you got no more guys

to follow your stupid orders...

[sighs] stop.

-I got you, Eric.

Don't I? -[grunts]

-Either you get me Doc,

or I let go of this.

Dead man's trigger, Eric.

I let this go, we all die.

-[Eric grunts]

I disarmed all the bombs under the bridge.

-Did you? -It's over.

It's over, man.

-Contingencies, man.

And I got plenty.

You think I can't kill everybody on this bridge,

you are dead wrong.

[intense music playing]

I know how to make C4 look like fireworks.

This is over

when I say it's over.

Now bring me Doc.

-[Eric grunts]

-[sighs]

[Madeleine] Eric?

-Maddie. Thank God.

-Are you okay?

[dramatic music playing]

-I just got to check. You got me? [laughs]

-[laughs] Wait.

Did you disarm all the bombs?

-Yes, I-- on the bridge, but--

-But he's got a contingency.

-Enough to blow us all to hell.

-He want me?

-Yeah.

-Eric, you can't. She--

-Maddie, there's nothing that we can do.

All these people...

they're gonna die if we don't do something.

-[grunts]

-Why were you in that cage?

-You wanna know if I'm worth saving?

Because I killed a couple of gangbangers in lockup,

protecting a girl who couldn't protect herself.

And I'd do it again.

-[sighs]

I know that feeling.

-So, what now?

[Eric] One for extraction.

I'll meet you downriver.

[Man] [over comms] Copy.

[metal clinks]

Extraction team incoming.

[suspenseful music playing]

[Doc] You want what?

Files exposed, four numbnuts that got caught freed?

Hire a hacker, get a lawyer.

You're not a zealot.

You're not.

This is the plan of someone sick.

Sick in the head.

-I need them to listen to me, Doc.

I'm trying.

-Well, you got their attention.

You've won! -No, no, see--

maybe I have their attention, but I have not won.

Not yet.

-Disarm the dead man's trigger.

Let these people live!

-No, you need to die, Doc.

Everyone here needs to die.

That is the only way that the men in charge will do something!

-Then why are you still running?

You won't live long enough

to fight another day!

You said it yourself!

[gunshot]

-[Doc groans] -[Romeo] Do it!

Shoot me!

Then all of us go!

-Okay, okay, please.

Don't do it. Please. Please.

There's another way.

-Oh, you should have thought of that

before you tried to sucker me.

-[Doc grunts] -[Romeo groans]

[grunts] -[Doc groans]

-[gunshot] -[Eric groans and grunts]

-Back up!

[helicopter whirring]

You stay back!

-[Eric groans]

- Back off!

-That's a dead man's switch in his hand.

Get that thing out of there now.

Get it out of there.

Everybody off the bridge!

[panicked shouting]

-Stay back!

-Wait, wait, wait.

-No, Eric!

You need to wait!

See, you need to die!

From the ashes...

I will surrender myself

to a world...

-[Eric grunts]

-screaming for my blood.

Then...

they will learn with my dying breath.

They will know my truth.

[breathes deeply]

[intense music playing]

See ya.

[Doc] Jimmy!

[intense music playing]

[truck engine starts]

[Man] [over comms] Extraction team in position.

[trigger beeping]

[Eric] Come on.

[truck engine revs]

-[grunts]

[truck engine revs]

[brakes screeching]

[grunts]

Turn, you double shit.

[dead's man trigger beeping]

[grunts]

Come on!

[car engine revs]

-[screams]

[massive explosion]

-[panting]

[sirens blaring]

[grunts]

[panting]

[dramatic music playing]

-[groans]

-You are hard to kill.

-So are you, kid.

[sighs]

[News Anchor] It's been three weeks

since the hostage-taking on the Tobin Bridge.

Four members of the Retcon 13 have been freed

in light of the Pentagon's exposed Shattered Dove files.

Congressional hearings are scheduled to expose

any further misuse of military contractors.

-[Madeleine giggles]

-Oh.

How you doing, darlin'?

-Alive, thanks to you.

-Oh, you can thank your brother.

He's the inspiration.

I would've taken my chances and jumped off that bridge.

-Freed for valor and heroism under fire.

Nice.

-Well, that and four bucks will buy you a cup of coffee.

-But you'd do it again, right?

-Of course.

[Eric] So, what's it gonna be?

Bridge or tunnel? -[Doc laughs]

[Madeleine And Doc] Tunnel!

["Never Enough [For You]" by TOQUE playing]

♪ Yeah you beat me up Then you put me down ♪

♪ Then you locked me in You threw me out ♪

♪ Then I got my feet Back on the ground ♪

♪ Now we're back in the ring For another round ♪

♪ Oh it's tragic 'cause I try Yeah I try ♪

♪ Gonna take Some kind of magic ♪

♪ To make this all worthwhile ♪

♪ No it's not enough ♪

♪ It's never enough for you ♪

♪ No it's not enough ♪

♪ It's never enough for you ♪

♪ Well I did my best Just to take your worst ♪

♪ All the blood I gave Couldn't quench your thirst ♪

♪ Look me in the eye Stab me in my back ♪

♪ Well where I come from There's a name for that ♪

♪ Oh it would be magic If you tried yeah you tried ♪

♪ But you know it's tragic 'Cause you're never satisfied ♪

♪ No it's not enough ♪

♪ It's never enough for you ♪

♪ No it's not enough ♪

♪ It's never enough For you oh ♪

♪ You think you won But I'm nobody's fool ♪

♪ Won't be taken down By the likes of you ♪

♪ My fault But I'll make my stand ♪

♪ This time I won't be back again ♪

[♪♪♪]

♪ No it's not enough ♪

♪ It's never enough for you ♪

♪ No it's not enough ♪

♪ It's never enough for you ♪

♪ No it's not enough ♪

♪ It's never enough for you ♪

♪ No it's not enough ♪

♪ It's never enough ♪

♪ Never enough for you ♪

♪ Never enough for you ♪

♪ Never enough for you ♪

[closing music theme]

[music fades out]