"Your friend is late." "He'll be here." "Oh, yeah?" "I do have other bidders." "I personally vouch for this man." "Oh, well, I trust you, Michael, but... you see, with each degree of separation... comes a degree of uncertainty." "Mr. Turner." "Mr. Vas." "The KGB once tried to set me up... so I had to kill three of their agents... and then I hunted down their families." "The point is, if I sense anything out of the ordinary--..." "No, the point is, I haven't seen anything from you yet... to justify a payment of $20 million." "So, before I hand over a small fortune... and risk my life, I want to know 100%... that you can, in fact, deliver the device." "That's the point." "Very well." "Michel...owner's manual." "This is your show of good faith?" "Well, you're still alive." "You consider that a show of good faith." "What do you have for me?" "Down payment--$ 1 million." "So, when do I get the device?" "Let's say ten days." "Michael, you take that telephone... and I will call you and tell you how to proceed." "You keep it on you all the time." "As for you, sir, the next time we meet..." "I suggest you be on time." "Nice coat." "Well done." "See you around." "So far, so good?" "Yeah, so far." "Kevin's got a tail." "Is it Vas?" "They don't look Russian, but they don't look friendly." "We'd better go back for him." "You ordered us not to jeopardize our cover, sir." "Hey, turn left." "Turn left!" "Kill him!" "Ambush on the castle steps." "Come on, faster. ..." "Let's go!" "Get down!" "Get down!" "There he is!" "Pull over!" "You're jeopardizing the mission." "You are the mission." "God, that was close." "Did you see who they were?" "Kevin?" "Doesn't this all smack of extreme desperation?" "A nuclear bomb that fits neatly into a carry-on suitcase?" "Kevin spends two years getting close to these people... in order to position you as the buyer." "Vas won't deal with anyone else... and we have nine days to make this work." "I'd say desperation was the order of the day." "Maybe Vas set Kevin up." "My guess is, it's a rival buyer." "Could be Pakistanis, Chechnyans, North Koreans." "Libyans." "Try the entire Middle East." "Adrik Vas is a businessman." "He'll take anyone's money." "Why kill Kevin if they could just outbid him?" "We have deeper pockets." "He priced them out of the game." "Who do you think it is?" "Well, the cold war is over." "These guys don't wave flags anymore... and fanaticism, terrorism is global." "Whoever it is decided to eliminate the competition... and force Vas to deal with them." "So, the future of the so-called free world... may rest in this young man's hands." "Jake Hayes here-- Big-time Tickets." "Whatever you want, I'll get you." "Yankees, third base line." "Knicks, courtside." "Rangers, on the ice." "Masters, I'll put you on Tiger's tee, a'ight?" "No matter what you want, I got it for you." "Big-time Tickets." "What you need?" "Come on, man." "You call me three hours before tip off... against the Lakers?" "The Knicks sell out every game." "Since I like you, for 850, I'll get you section 24, row 9." "Twelve back from the bench." "Right behind Woody with a good view of Spike... unless he's got that turban thing on his head... lookin' like Yasser Araneck." "Check." "Hold on a second." "What's up?" "Big-time Tickets." "Jake Hayes." "What you want?" "Checkmate." ""Lion King"?" "I can't do that." "Jake Hayes here." "Big-time Tickets." "Mr. Johnson, you gonna go to the game tonight... or you want to do some business?" "Shit, he's kickin' your ass!" "Don't look at me." "You need to watch that castle... 'bout to bitch-slap your bishop." "Ehhhh!" "You lose, Opie." "Damn!" "OK, so I'll give you four hundred for the two." "Yo, Jake, let's get a slice." "Hold on one second." "Hello?" "Big-time Tickets." "Hey, man." "I can't." "You always workin'." "Hey, honey." "What's up?" "OK, I'm gonna pick you up from work." "Then we'll talk all about it." "Love you, too." "Bye." "I gotta pick up my girl, man." "So check this out-- you're gonna do this, right?" "I'm gonna do this." "You're gonna do this." "I'm gonna do this." "Then you're gonna do this." "But I'm gonna do this... and when you're thinkin' about this..." "I'm gonna do this." "Then the game's over." "So why don't you give me $20 right now..." "and we'll save twenty minutes?" "Screw you." "You didn't know chess was a contact sport, did you?" "Hey, honey." "Julia Benson." "She's a nurse's aide." "They've been together three years." "She lives with her sister and brother-in-law... in Jersey City." "Amazing resemblance to Kevin, sir." "Yeah." "Like seeing a ghost." "I don't know how you're gonna react." "Come on." "Wait a minute." "I should've known." "The mood swings, the weight gain." "What weight gain?" "You're pregnant." "I want everybody to know." "Hey, everybody!" "My woman's havin' a baby, and we're gettin' married!" "I'm not pregnant." "We don't have to get married." "Marriage is a big step." "We should wait a while." "We're young." "I'm moving to Seattle." "Seattle, like, Seattle Supersonics, Seattle?" "Wait a minute." "That's pretty far." "I got offered a job there." "What kind of job are you gonna get in Seattle... that you can't get in New York?" "A friend of mine from junior college called." "Who?" "Kenneth." "Your ex-man Ken?" "He's managing a company out there, and he offered." "So, you're leaving me and going back to Ken." "No." "Are you leaving me?" "Sort of, but it's not--..." "So, you're leaving me and going back to Kenneth?" "That's what I asked you." "The Ken part is just business." "And what's the leaving me part?" "Pleasure?" "Pain." "Your sister put you up to this." "She never liked me." "It's been three years, Jake." "I know it's been three years." "We're in the same situation that we were in when we met." "Meaning, we're not married." "We're not married, we can't afford to get married." "And it doesn't look like it's ever gonna change." "You know, poor people do get married." "I know, but I don't feel like fighting with you... every day because we're broke." "Marriage is hard enough without being poor." "Hey, what happened to the love?" "What happened to all that romance?" "You know I love you." "But you are living in this fantasy." "It's like you're waiting for some kind of miracle." "I gotta live in reality." "I am not gonna be young forever." "So you gotta put yourself back on the market... while the merchandise is still fresh." "You act like there's a damn expiration date... on your forehead!" "Come on, come on." "I'm sorry." "I'm sorry." "You think I like living like this?" "Movin' tickets, hustlin' chess, DJing at these little clubs?" "I should've stayed in college." "I messed up." "I messed up." "I'll go back to college." "I love you, Jake." "I love you, too." "But l--..." "So, when are you leaving?" "Couple weeks." "But l-- We'll talk before then." "Why?" "Jake." "What's up, man?" "Hey, what's up?" "What's wrong?" "Julie left me." "Sorry." "I gotta go." "But I'll catch you tomorrow." "Hey, you get your shit together... or I'm gonna have to fire your ass!" "That's right!" "Julie, I'm sorry." "Oh, I'm sorry." "Big-time Tickets." "Yeah, for what game?" "How much you want to spend?" "Yeah, I can get it." "So. where you at?" "Where the hell's that?" "Thank you very much." "Now, take off." "Whatever." "Hop out." "Hey, what's up?" "Give me your phone." "What's up?" "Hey!" "Come on, now!" "What y'all want?" "Hey, come on!" "Relax." "You know how hard it was for me to get a cab to come up here?" "I hope y'all givin' me a ride back." "I know you're cops, man." "What do you want, money?" "Oh, I understand." "Y'all shot somebody, and now y'all need a suspect." "Mr. Hayes?" "Jacob Hayes?" "I'm Officer Oakes, that's Officer Seale..." "Officer Swanson, Officer Carew." "CIA?" "What's that for?" ""Crackers In my Ass?"" "You're gonna arrest me for scalping' tickets?" "We just want to talk to you about something." "About what?" "About your brother." "You got the wrong guy." "I don't even have a brother." "That's just a picture of me in a suit." "You could've got that off the internet." "I saw a picture of Bill Gates with three titties on the net." "OK, September 8, 1970..." "Bellevue Hospital, New York City... a woman registered as Mary Jeffries... gives birth to identical twins... but suffers complications and dies the next day." "What about the father?" "Thomas B. Jeffries." "Presumed alive." "Whereabouts unknown." "The state rarely separates twins... but one of the infants-- Jacob--that's you--... was diagnosed with severe lung infection." "You still have the scar from the chest tube... the incision mark." "An administrator at the hospital altered the birth record... to give the healthy child a better chance at adoption." "A week later, Roger and Glenda Pope... took in Kevin Jeffries." "The Popes never knew." "Kevin never knew." "So, I have a twin brother." "Big deal." "What's the CIA have to do with this?" "He couldn't send me a letter?" "Your brother's dead." "How?" "A helicopter crash." "We need your help, Mr. Hayes." "Your brother was working on something with us." "My twin brother was CIA?" "Yeah, a clandestine operative." "And just before he was killed, he set up a deal." "What kind of deal?" "A very important one." "So, we need you to stand in for him, just briefly." "Pretend I'm him?" "Yeah." "For how long?" "Nine days." "Nine days is not standin' in." "Standin' in is an hour." "Nine days is goin' on tour." "Is this shit dangerous?" "There's some risk." "What kind of risk?" "We talkin' bad credit risk... or a bullet in the ass risk?" "You'd be well compensated." "For a bullet in the ass risk?" "I hope that's a lot of compensation." "How much?" "Throw out a number." "A billion dollars." "You've overshot." "I don't know what kind of budget you're working with." "We were thinking somewhere in the region of... let's say...$25,000." "Fifty." "Yeah, fifty." "I figure you started with 25, so I know you got more." "You ain't gonna give me all your money. 50,000." "This is what I'm thinking, Mr. Hayes." "With $25,000, your girlfriend Julie could go to college." "She wouldn't have to go to Seattle." "Or work with Ken." "OK, here's what I'm thinkin'." "You're gonna give me $50,000 tax-free." "OK, 50,000 after taxes after the job is done." "Half now, half after." "Ten now, forty after." "Unless my mother had triplets... you're gonna give me ten now, ninety after." "OK, you got a deal." "So, when do we start?" "Now." "This is your brother's file." "Study it." "This is your brother's file." "Study it." "So there's homework." "Preparation." "OK." "Let's see, Dad sits on the board of the New York Stock Exchange." "Mom, co-artistic director... at Lincoln Center." "Must've been nice." "In my foster house, we were so poor... we used to lick stamps for dinner." "Let's see." "Prep school at Exeter." "Then college at Dartmouth." "Served in the Naval Academy." "That's right." "What'd he serve, lunch?" "Oh, man. "Rhoades scholar."" "So my brother was real smart?" "Yeah." "Damn, the CIA is cheap." "Y'all could've got me a queen size." "What's this, jack size?" "Hey, what's "Záchod" mean?" "It's Czech for "bathroom."" "You'll find the room labeled with phonetic translations." "Why?" "Because the deal goes down in the Czech Republic." "Czech Republic?" "Here's a dictionary." "How do I get an outside line?" "I need somebody to feed my cat." "You don't have an outside line or a cat." "So what am I supposed to be doing here?" "There's a tape in the VCR." "It's a video of your brother." "Watch it." "The way he talks and the way he moves." "I know there's a lot to deal with here... but we're all behind you." "We'll start in the morning." "You got any questions?" "Yeah, if my brother was such a genius... then how come he's dead?" "5 A.M." "Hey, I don't do 5 A.M." "So, bottom line, what are our chances?" "I'd say anywhere between nil and zero." "Why do you say that?" "I grant you, he's got potential." "He's pretty street-smart." "In 6 months, he could probably fool his brother's parents." "But eight days?" "You gotta be kidding." "Probably get himself killed on this mission... and anyone else who goes along with him." "Would you like to be replaced on the mission?" "Why?" "You're going ahead with or without me?" "That's precisely what I'm saying." "Well, sir, when do I tell him what this mission involves?" "If I were you, I would tell him as little as possible." "Don't put anything into his head he can't use... and certainly nothing that could pop out at the wrong time." "OK." "What's he doing now?" "He's studying." "We told him to learn... a few key phrases in Czech." "He seems dedicated." "What's he saying?" "He said, "I haven't had my period in three months."" "Now what?" ""Where's the hospital?" "I have a vaginal infection."" "This is gonna be really interesting." "Can't wait to get started." "Rise and shine, Mr. Hayes!" "5 A.M., and all is well." "How about three more hours of sleep and some breakfast?" "How about a nice shower?" "Aah!" "Aah!" "Hey!" "What's wrong with you?" "!" "Good morning." "Today we'll be covering basic operations protocol... for the acquisition of foreign assets... a procedure we like to call "The Three I's"--... identifying the target, initiating the contact... and infiltrating the network..." "Now you do it like him." "Man, this is buggin' me out." "I feel like Michael Jackson... lookin' at old album covers." "Look at this guy." "He looks like me, but it's not me." "Yeah." "So, what did he like to do?" "What kind of sports was he into?" "What kind of music did he listen to?" "He liked music." "Jazz and classical." "Classical, like Run-DMC?" "He didn't like rap." "What 29-year-old brother don't like a little bit of rap?" "He didn't listen to rap." "So, what kind of sports was he into?" "Skiing." "OK, so you got skiing, the Navy, no rap." "We'd have had a lot in common." "Sir." "Hmm?" "What time?" "OK." "All right." "Thanks." "So, what's up with you and Swanson?" "Hmm?" "Aw, come on, man." "I see there's something goin' on there." "You got a little something goin' on. ..." "Look at you." "You're blushing." "Do you mind if I say something to you, Mr. Hayes?" "My friends, Officer Seale, Officer Swanson... they have faith in you." "I don't." "And that creates a problem... because you're in so deep with us now... we can never let you go." "So you'd better learn this stuff... stone-cold by 0500 hours tomorrow morning." "Or what?" "I'll kill you." "Can we start a few hours later tomorrow?" "Get dressed." "It's 4:59!" "Swirl." "Checking for sediment." "Sniff..." "And taste." "Morning, Mr. Hayes. 5 A.M." "No, 5:01 ." "Pope." "Kevin Pope." "Look at this suit." "Man, I got initials on my cuffs." "The only thing I ever have on my cuffs is steak sauce." "They say "M.T." What's that for?" "Michael Turner." "But I thought I was Kevin Pope." "Kevin Pope is Michael Turner." "Michael Turner is Kevin Pope's cover identity." "He is a very successful, very knowledgeable... very sophisticated international dealer... in fine antiquities." "Well, if I'm Jake Hayes playing Kevin Pope... playing Michael Turner, then I should get two checks." "Cheers." "This is a very rare expensive cognac." "What do you think?" "Dry." "But never precocious." "I love your shirt." "Egyptian broadcloth?" "Three days." "Pretty impressive." "Yeah, he's bright." "I think he can do it." "He's got my vote." "I said he was bright." "I didn't say he was capable of saving the world." "Let's run a real test." "Like what?" "Send him up to New York." "Put him in Kevin's apartment." "Let the neighbors, the doorman, everybody get a look at him." "See if they buy him as Michael Turner." "Might even serve a double purpose." "Whoever tried to kill Kevin as Michael Turner... probably doesn't know he's dead." "Might still be looking for him." "So we dangle him as bait, keep him in the dark." "He'll be protected." "What do we tell him?" "You're giving him a chance to practice being Kevin." "That's all you need to tell him." "You're the boss." "You see the van in front of us?" "The one behind us?" "Those are our guys." "Here's my cell phone number." "Use it if you get into any kind of trouble." "What kind of trouble?" "Any kind." "Shark attack?" "Call you." "All right." "Could you pop the trunk?" "Take this." "Get yourself some shoes." "Little punk." "Mr. Turner, welcome back, sir." "Thanks, Jim." "How was Europe?" "Like another country." "Ha ha ha ha ha!" "Whoo!" "You could put this on MTV Cribs." "Man, this is dope!" "God damn." "So if I paid taxes... this is where the money would go, huh?" "Could have a Puffy party in here." "Let's get some music in here." "What's that music?" "Just hip-hop stuff." "It's terrible." "Jake, it's your downstairs neighbor..." "Mrs. Patterson." "Don't forget the radio." "OK." "Hi, Michael!" "Welcome back." "Vera, how are you?" "Fine, thank you." "Hi, Annabella." "We just came in and the doorman said you were back." "Annabella missed you." "Oh, you're far too kind." "I've been waiting desperately for you to come back." "Oh?" "Why?" "I bought a little treasure." "Come on down and tell me if I got a good buy." "Oh, OK." "Hold your baby." "Yes, my baby." "How was your trip?" "This is gonna be a disaster." "Hello!" "Go see your nanny, baby." "What do you think?" "Is it a good piece?" "Uh..." "It's exquisite." "Ooh!" "Do you think?" "Go ahead, pick it up." "Feel it." "Just see how delicate it is." "Pick it up, right?" "Yes." "Just grab it and pick it up." "Michael... that's what we keep the doggy treats in." "Of course, I knew that." "I was just getting it... out of the way so I could see the--..." "The vase." "Of course, the vase!" "Yes!" "May I ask, how much did you pay for this?" "150,000." "Good lord!" "What you gonna put in it, cocaine?" "!" "He fooled the doorman, he fooled the neighbor... and the neighbor's dog." "What more do you want?" "Oakes, we need to know who's after that bomb." "You're willing to sacrifice him to find out?" "Don't be dramatic." "He's got plenty of protection." "I'll tell you when to pull him." "Hope y'all not watching this." "I don't have to watch this, do I, sir?" "Oh, no." "Holy shit." "Code red." "Code red." "Code red!" "Code red!" "Parish, McCain, cover the exits!" "Help!" "Help!" "Help!" "God." "Sir, he's headed for the roof." "We need him alive." "Yes, sir." "Drop the knife." "Hey, Elvis, if you drop the knife and step down... no one is gonna hurt you." "So... who's got Jake?" "Well, these last ten minutes will be used... as a teaching aid on how an operation can get totally--..." "Screwed up, sir?" "Thank you." "We'll find him, sir." "Yeah?" "Where are you?" "The corner of eat shit and fuck you!" "I'm not gonna let you trace me!" "Bye!" "I'll call you back!" "I'm stuck in traffic." "I ask you to do--..." "Give me that!" "Yo!" "Run fingerprints, DNA, anything we can get... on the guy who jumped off the roof." "Yes, sir." "He looks Afghani, sir." "Don't assume anything." "Just find Jake." "Yes, sir." "Jake--..." "Kevin was murdered!" "And they're gonna murder me!" "Let's meet some place" "No more bullshit!" "We lost him because we lied to him." "No, you lost him because you lost him." "We treated him like an idiot." "He had a right to know what we were doing with him." "We're wasting time!" "Find him and bring him back... and spare me your conscience." "Spare my conscience." "Take it easy, buddy." "Bye." "Yeah?" "Hello?" "Pam, it's Jake." "Can I talk to Julie?" "She don't want to talk to you." "Who's on the phone?" "I need to talk to Julie." "Please." "This is serious." "It is Jake?" "Wait, let me talk to him!" "She's moving on." "Give me the phone." "We don't need no more trouble, Jake... and you ain't nothing but trouble." "Two suits came around today looking for you." "Give me the phone!" "Hey, hey, hey." "Shit, your phone's tapped." "If Julie's there, tell her I love her... and, Oakes, if you're listening, kiss my ass!" "You get a trace?" "No." "Tch." "He hung up." "Mr. Hayes, where are you?" "Where in the hell are you?" "Ma." "Help!" "Help!" "Ma!" "Ma!" "Ma!" "Ma!" "Somebody help!" "Ma, please!" "It's me!" "Ma, it's me!" "Jakey?" "Yeah, yeah." "You gonna break my arm." "Well, what are you doing in the dark?" "Some people are looking for me." "What did you do?" "I didn't do nothin'!" "It's not what you think." "It's not the police." "It's way too hard to explain." "Look at this." "Eight foster kids I've taken into my house over the years... and all of them made something of themselves... and not one of them had your potential!" "Oh, come on, Ma!" "Sellin', scramblin' and hustlin'." "Ma, did you know I had a brother?" "Stop talking crazy." "You had lots of brothers." "How's that nice girl I met last Christmas?" "She left me." "Hand me that umbrella so I can hit you again." "You know, Ma, maybe it wasn't my fault?" "You need money?" "No." "Yeah." "Yeah." "Yeah, I need money." "How much do you need?" "I won $250 at bingo." "It's just for a little while." "I'll pay you back." "I know." "Want something to eat?" "You know what?" "I really gotta go." "I'm never giving up on you, Jakey." "You're going to do something to make me very proud one day." "I know it." "I owe you an apology." "You hear me?" "I was just wondering how many of your people are listening in." "We're alone." "No cameras, no wires." "Just me." "You got the floor." "Your brother was assassinated." "By the same guys who came after me, right?" "I guess so." "Doing the same job as you." "Which is what?" "Your brother, as Michael Turner... was helping me buy something off the black market." "What?" "Cuban cigars?" "PlayStation 3?" "What?" "I can't tell you if you're not coming back in with us." "I'm not comin' back in if you ain't telling me." "Your brother died saving my life." "Did you know that?" "Wish it had been otherwise, but that's the way it is." "How are his parents taking it?" "You didn't tell his parents?" "No." "That's the way we want it." "How would you feel if you died and nobody told your wife?" "I'm not married." "There's no Mrs. Spy?" "Not anymore." "Relationships and attachments are useless in this business." "So that's how this job is." "Even if they don't shoot you, they take your life. ..." "I know it sounds hokey, but I honestly believe... our lives are about something bigger than ourselves... and I'm offering you a chance to commit yourself to something." "You ain't offering me nothin'... but a chance at a bullet in my ass." "I don't see the higher meaning in that." "Tell you what I'm gonna do." "Thank you." "No problem." "I'll go and sit in the car and count to ten... and if you want to join me, fine, and if not..." "I'll tell the agency I couldn't find you." "We can't pull this job off without you." "We need you." "Tch." "Think about it." "Oh, well." "That didn't work, did it?" "No." ""I'm gonna go outside and count to ten"?" "Who the hell are you?" "You'd have done better with "Bitch, get in the car."" "OK." "Get in the car... bitch." "This is the man who tried to kill you." "We now know that he's a member of a multi-national... terrorist organization led by this man." "Meet the man who killed your brother--..." "Dragan Adjanic." "He's wanted by The Hague for terrorist crimes... against humanity, so he's a fugitive... everywhere in the world, including his own country." "He calls his movement "The Black Hand."" "His members take a death pledge... becoming suicide soldiers to further their cause." "Last year, the FBI caught four of his men... in a Washington, D.C. motel... with enough urea nitrate to level the Capitol building." "He doesn't like America and he doesn't like you." "Wait a minute." "What did I do?" "He's your rival buyer." "For the item that this man has to sell." "Now, this is Adrik Vas." "He's a Russian ex-army colonel, kingpin in the Russian mafia." "Up to his neck in prostitution, drugs, and extortion." "Sounds like anybody I went to high school with." "This is Vas's right-hand man." "His name is Michel Petrov... otherwise known as "The Hammer." Remember these faces... because you're going to be seeing them soon." "Why do they call this guy The Hammer?" "Whoa!" "Ooh." "Aah!" "Wha--what?" "!" "Good evening." "Isn't this fun?" "This is an exercise known as King's Game." "It's meant to test your awareness." "What can you tell me about your attackers?" "They woke me up." "Look, man, if you want me to spy..." "I'm gonna need my rest." "How many were there?" "Didn't I just say they woke me up?" "!" "That's the weird thing about an ambush." "Next time we'll try and warn you." "Do you understand what happened to you just now?" "Yeah." "I was jacked!" "No, you panicked." "When you thought you were in danger, your brain shut down." "So what's the point of having a good brain... if you can't keep it operating?" "My brain didn't shut down." "I knew it was Swanson... 'cause I could feel her tits on my back." "I knew it was Carew 'cause his breath smelled like shit." "Probably from kissing your ass so much." "I knew it was Seale because I took his wallet." "Hey, Seale, why's a married man need a condom?" "Your wife know?" "You want to know how I knew it was you?" "OK, thank you." "Game's over." "Good night." "Oh, where you going?" "You gonna leave like that?" "Come back!" "Y'all got me up!" "Let's do something!" "Let's hit a club or something." "Based on our intelligence projections... and the text manual provided by Agent Pope... this is a mock-up of what you'll be buying." "Does it play DVDs?" "It's a portable thermonuclear weapon." "So that's a bomb?" "lt's a reproduction." "Last year, a Russian suitcase bomb... was stolen from a dismantling facility in the Ural mountains." "Your brother tracked it down, we need you to recover it." "Two things you're gonna have to do--..." "Would one of them be shittin' in my pants?" "Welcome to Prague." "Looks like Newark." "Welcome back to the hotel, Mr. Turner." "Thank you." "Mr. Turner." "So glad to have you back, sir." "Thank you, Lempenka." "Hope you haven't given out my room." "Certainly not, sir." "This is beautiful." "Her name is Lenka." "You just called her "Lempenka," which means "cardboard."" "Whoa, whoa, whoa." "Oh ho ho ho!" "Man, it's gonna be hard to go back to Jersey." "We'll be in the suite across the hall... with full video and audio surveillance of this room." "All right, now, when I go to the bathroom... press the pause button." "Just stay in the room." "You've got nothing to worry about." "Except for my little date with a nuclear bomb." "OK, this is our lifeline." "Our only link to Adrik Vas." "Nothing happens till he calls." "Don't let it out of your sight." "And remember, from now on, there's no Jake... there's no Kevin, only Michael Turner." "Well..." "I think I'm gonna like being Michael Turner." "Think maybe you want to take a look at this." "OK, what the hell's he up to now?" "Hey!" "Fish egg?" "Beluga, sir." "It's 12,000 crowns an ounce." "Party's over." "Naw, the party just started." "Soon as y'all leave..." "I'm gonna have my ass buffed." "Hey!" "This little piggy go to market..." "Make sure you put my initials on the big toe." "People need to know whose feet this is." "That's Vas." "Where's the cell phone?" "Phone, phone, phone." "Thank you." "Shhh!" "Hello?" "Yeah, we'll be there." "It's Vas." "The deal's on in an hour." "Now your eye." "Now your eye." "Look right into the computer screen." "Blink for confirmation." "OK, that's it." "All right." "From this point on... only you will be able to access your computer." "It won't operate without your retinal signature--... your eyes--so when they show you the bomb, connect your laptop... determine if the bomb is the real thing... and take enough time doing it... so Wells can download their arming codes... and hopefully their disarming codes... into our computenr." "Good luck." "Mr. Hayes." "We have visual." "You'll do fine." "Everyone's nervous the first day of school." "I always cut the first day of school." "Don't worry." "You're covered from every angle." "I can't wait to meet "The Hammer."" "Oh, these guys must be "The Toolbox."" "Should we move in, sir?" "No." "Not until we're sure they brought the bomb." "There's too much at stake." "Nice coat." "Gentlemen, are we going to do business or aren't we?" "Depends, Michael." "Where have you been for the last nine days?" "I don't believe that concerns you." "On the contrary." "It concerns me very much." "We make a deal, you disappear." "Doesn't look good, my friend." "Heads up, McCain." "Be advised, targets are armed." "Maintain your positions." "Everyone maintain your position." "Copy that, sir." "Do we have a problem?" "I don't know." "You tell me." "Do we have a problem?" "Do we?" "Give me the cell phone I gave you earlier." "Don't worry." "I only made collect calls." "Look, I don't know what this is about, but--..." "No, you don't, so shut up." "Neither does Mr. Turner." "You see, this cell phone has a global positioning system." "In a moment, it'll tell me exactly where you've been... the last nine days." "Fantastic, eh?" "Well, haven't you been busy?" "Oh, you get around." "Berlin, Rome, Zurich." "Heh." "And not one decent treasure to show for it." "Now, where's the money?" "Where's the product?" "Nearby." "So, how do we do this?" "I'm gonna call you on this cell phone... then you have one hour to get the money, Michael." "Then I'll call you again and tell you... where to bring it to." "You understand?" "I'm gonna have to run some tests... so make sure you bring authentic merchandise." "Fair enough." "I wouldn't buy a car... without checking under the hood." "Ha!" "Are we agreed?" "Yes." "No." "We're not bringing money anywhere." "No?" "I'll have someone transfer the remaining 19 million... when Mr. Turner tells us we have a viable device." "It'll be done by computer." "One of my men will be standing by at this address." "You will send one of your brain trusts... to verify the money is in your account, and that's it." "Give you a hostage?" "And you get one." "We'll call it a security deposit... which neither of us will get back if we screw up... or if we leave a mess." "It's that simple." "Now we have an agreement, I think." "Agreed." "Don't you go disappearing on me again, Michael." "Hey, you did real well, Mr. Hayes." "Hey, you did real well, Mr. Hayes." "You knew they wouldn't bring it, right?" "Uh-huh." "Standard procedure." "Guys like him won't risk... getting screwed on the first date." "What if you hadn't changed the chip in the phone?" "It would have told him that the phone had already... traveled to CIA headquarters in Langley... and they would have shot both of us in the heads." "I'm hungry." "How about you?" "I'm gonna pass." "Then good night." "Oh!" "Michael!" "Hi." "This place comes with everything, huh?" "Could you get me a towel?" "Very funny." "Ahem." "I knew you'd be surprised." "I didn't think you'd be shocked." "Aw." "You want some room service?" "No." "I'd like a good stiff drink." "Oh, shit." "It's Nicole." "What?" "This isn't exactly the welcome I expected." "Wassup?" "Honey, I made dinner reservations..." "at our favorite place." "I love that place." "Honey, aren't you happy to see me?" "Yeah." "Good." "Aah." "Mm." "I gotta get that." "I'll be right back." "How are you doing?" "You see how I'm doing." "Yeah." "We have a problem." "Where I'm from, people pay a lot of money... for problems like that." "That's Nicole." "That's Michael's girlfriend." "She works for CNN in Europe." "So how come didn't you tell me Michael had a girlfriend?" "Well, they broke up several weeks ago." "They had a fight, and she walked out." "Well, it looks like she forgave him." "What the hell did he fight with her fine ass for?" "Well, apparently he had intimacy problems." "He was distant, some kind of psychotherapy crap." "Anyway, she went off to cover the Balkans." "OK, so what do you want me to do?" "Take her to dinner." "She's CNN." "If you handle this badly, she could blow your cover." "OK?" "OK." "Good." "...Cheat." "Just...don't cheat... just...don't cheat... just...don't cheat... just say..." "That was Jehovah's Witnesses!" "Just..." "Michael..." "I hope you're hungry, baby." "Yeah, I just gotta go brush my teeth." "Hey!" "You've reached the residence of Pam..." "Manvin." "Julie. and the kids." "Leave a message at the tone." "Julie, it's Jake." "Are you there?" "OK, if you haven't left yet, please wait for me." "Please, please." "I got a new job." "It's totally legit." "And I've changed." "I've totally changed." "I'm a new man." "I'm the man who loves you." "I love you." "I love you so much." "I didn't even know how much I loved you till 2 minutes ago." "It's Jake." "Julie!" "I love him!" "No, you don't!" "Honey, what's taking you so long?" "Big sacrifices." "Please wait for me." "Please wait for me." "Jake, I heard you." "I heard every word, baby." "I'm not going anywhere." "I'll be right here." "I love you so much!" "Jake?" "If you'd like to make a call..." "Jake?" "Hello!" "Jake!" "If you'd like to make a call..." "Thank you." "So are you gonna make me grovel?" "No, not unless you want to." "Is this fish?" "Yeah, of course." "You love fish." "That's right." "I love fish... but that's before I became a vegetarian." "Oh, waiter, waiter!" "I can't eat this." "Can you get me something else?" "How about a steak, medium well, please." "Of course, sir." "Ah, thanks a lot." "I thought you were a vegetarian." "Vegetarian?" "I'll eat a pig's ass if they cook it right." "But enough about me." "How about those Balkans?" "I missed you, Michael." "I'm sorry I left." "What's the matter?" "There's somebody else." "There is?" "Hmm." "When did that happen?" "Right after you left." "I left you two weeks ago." "I mean..." "Did you meet her here in Prague?" "No, in Jersey." "New Jersey?" "Yeah, I was in New York... and Jersey's right next to New York... and I just took a little day trip." "Who is she?" "What does she do?" "She's a nurse's aide at Saint Sebastian's Hospital." "Her name's Julie." "She's got curly hair." "I get it." "You want me to jump through a couple of hoops... before you take me back." "OK." "I have it comin'." "But I'm willing to work for it." "Ah-ah-ah--Nicole!" "You hurt me really bad." "And I can't just let you yo-yo with my heart, OK?" "You hurt me, and I'm never gonna let it happen again!" "Love don't live here anymore!" "Michael, I've never seen you like this." "So...open." "So...so in touch with your feelings." "Like you could really be in love with a nurse from New Jersey." "You're just much more--... mmm...warm and vulnerable and funny!" "You didn't used to be funny before." "That's funny "ha ha" funny... or funny "this milk tastes funny" funny?" "See?" "That's funny!" "You're not Michael Turner." "Jake and Nicole are back." "Yeah, and they've got company." "OK, let's join the party." "I'm Michael." "I don't know who the hell you think you are... but you're not Michael Turner." "You gotta believe me." "I'm Michael." "You're not Michael." "I'm Michael!" "Come on!" "Who's shooting at us?" "Rival antique dealers!" "Come on!" "Come on!" "Down here." "I'm sorry I haven't been totally honest with you." "So you're not Michael!" "We have the same DNA... which makes us kinda the same person." "Come on." "In here!" "Come on, get down." "What is this?" "This a laundry chute?" "Eww, it smells in here." "It's just dirty drawers." "Shh." "Be quiet." "Don't you try to play footsie with me." "Shh." "Huh." "Will you shut that off?" "With what?" "My ass?" "Reach in my pants." "Hell, no." "You've reached in my brother's pants. ..." "God." "Uh...hello." "Mr. Turner." "Vas." "You caught me at a real bad time." "What are you doing?" "Just hang up." "Would you shut the hell up?" "No, you shut up." "Don't start-- Can I call you back?" "Don't bother." "The Olsany Cemetery." "Two hours." "Shit." "There's people comin'. ..." "Quiet." "Quiet." "I knew I couldn't trust Michael." "Always so secretive." "Just downright sneaky." "Never even told me that he had a brother." "Some investigative reporter I am, huh?" "This antique dealing stuff is just a front, right?" "You're drug dealers." "You're not even denying it." "I'm going back to the Balkans where I'm safe." "I told you I'd handle it." "Very smooth." "Sir, those were Dragan Adjanic's men." "All dead." "Well, obviously he thinks you're still alive." "OK." "By the way..." "Vas called." "We're on in two hours." "Olsany Cemetery." "As we speak, our field operatives... are staking out their perimeter positions." "They'll be with you all the way." "So will we." "Officer Wells has installed... a G4 satellite tracking device to your vehicle." "Unfortunately, that's all we can manage safely." "Vas'll be more worried about wire taps than weapons." "You can expect him to check both your car and you." "Seale is on his way to the money transfer site." "We want you to connect the bomb to the computer... and begin the verification process as soon as possible." "Most importantly, once you've connected to the bomb... a signal will be established via satellite... between your computer and Wells's here... who'll try to steal the arming codes while you check the bomb." "So if they don't have the codes, they can't detonate the bomb." "Right, but you may have to stall." "You may need to buy them some time." "You'll hear three short tones when the process is completed." "Once you've heard the tones... you're satisfied the bomb is real..." "Vas will give me the account number... and I call Seale and authorize the transfer of money." "As soon as I get the word from Seale..." "I'll provide confirmation of the transfer of $ 19 million... from the Midlands National Bank in Grand Cayman." "You're gonna give this guy $ 19 million?" "!" "I thought you was my man!" "19 million?" "!" "Actually, it's all digital dollars." "Ones and zeros, man." "We issue a wire transfer... the receiving bank syncs out a GFX authorization sequence... verifying the funds are available." "It'll take his bank 48 hours to realize the money doesn't exist." "If the shit hits the fan, you got that watch." "Ooh." "Then I'll know what time it is... when the shit hits the fan." "What's this?" "Hey, hey!" "Somebody just walked out with a sweater!" "That's a panic button." "You press that and the cavalry comes in." "There are a lot of people counting on you, Mr. Hayes." "This is Olsany Cemetery." "Almost two million people are buried here." "You think Vas is trying to tell us something?" "Yes." "It's Vas." "Yes, he's with me." "Graffika Road East." "Graffika Road East, people." "Is that one of ours?" "It's one of theirs." "Why does he have someone following us... if he's the one who's telling us where we're going?" "He's following us to make sure no one else is following us." "But someone is." "That's what makes it so much fun." "They're headed for open country." "Don't get too close." "Dog One, this is Carolina." "Be advised we're on a loose leash." "Roger that." "Carolina." "Here's Mr. Smiley." "Get out of the car." "Your coats, please." "Thank you." "Hmm." "You must be very trusting people... to come out here all alone, unarmed." "What makes you think we're alone?" "Ah." "Straight ahead." "Parish, McCain, come in." "OK." "We're in position." "Sir. we're in place outside Chotesov Monastery." "Ah, here they are." "My good friend Michael." "Welcome to my church... where we worship money." "OK, let's get started." "You wanted to look under the hood... so look under the hood." "We're online." "Let's go to work, people." "Casing unit, apex mirror." "Detonating block." "This is insanity." "Just one electrical surge and you'll blow us all to hell." "Chill, Michel." "I mean, relax." "Relax, Michel." "Downloading new authentication code." "117 seconds to completion." "Now, as soon as I verify... the uranium deflector is of weapons-grade... we can all be on our merry way." "Uranium deflector?" "This is plutonium reflector." "Plutonium." "That's what I meant." "60 seconds!" "Michael, why is this taking so long time?" "I'm running one last diagnostic test." "If you stayed on top of things, you'd understand... that the traditional checks are not 100% fool-proof." "This last test was designed... by the head of nuclear science at Caltech, a..." "Dr. Dre." "30 seconds." "Dr. Dre, along with Dr. Irving and Professor Griffin... the rest of the Wu Tang Clan, know that it is best... when you have a baseline screen situation... to achieve a pulsopular cataclysmic calibration... or something we like to call the Shaq Attack." "Shaq Attack?" "Yes, named after Dr. O'Neal of Los Angeles... formerly of Orlando." "All we need are the arming and disarming codes." "I know, but it's a mess." "I don't know what's what." "We'll have to dump it all to get the two codes." "I hope he can stall, because there's so much information." "What we're doing right now can help... not only in nuclear energy, but also medicine, food--..." "I believe everything is in order." "Sorry, sir." "Have the codes been moved to Jake's computer?" "Yeah." "Let's get him, the bomb... and the computer back here on the double." "You got the bomb." "Now, where is my $ 19 million?" "Yes, sir." "Show them the money." "Copy that." "Vas's account number received." "Initiating wire transfer... from Midlands National Bank of bullshit." "Man, is Vas gonna be pissed when he goes to an ATM." "Fantastic!" "It's working!" "Ha!" "I love it." "American and Russians work together again... with Swiss bank accounts." "Gentlemen, I hope to see you never again." "Heh." "Dragan Adjanic." "Know any good prayers?" "You got a lot of nerve showing your face in my church." "That's the guy who killed my brother, isn't it?" "Uh-huh." "Michel, what the hell is he doing here?" "Michel, I told you not to deal with him!" "What's happening?" "Very interesting." "Vas has been double-crossed by his own men." "Come on, shoot him!" "What time is it, Mr. Hayes?" "Code red." "Code red." "Everybody move." "Kill him." "Here's the computer." "There's your bloody bomb." "Where's my money?" "Triple-cross." "Come on!" "Having fun, Mr. Hayes?" "Don't shoot the bomb, you fool!" "Don't shoot me, either!" "Go!" "Go!" "Take the bomb!" "I'm going!" "I'm going!" "You drive!" "Go on!" "Hey, wait for me!" "Go on!" "Go!" "Faster." "I'm going, I'm going!" "It's a bloodbath, sir." "Vas and his men are dead." "Come on, man!" "You're James Bond!" "Shoot the tires out or something!" "Can't get close enough!" "Do something!" "Throw out some tacks or something!" "Well, you got your wish." "I wish for Jennifer Lopez naked!" "We've looked everywhere." "They're just not here." "I have satellite position on them!" "I can assure you they're there!" "Wait a minute." "Hold on, sir." "They lost their tracking device." "Whoa!" "What the hell are you doing?" "Not smooth enough for your ass?" "!" "It's not my ass I'm worried about." "It's the bomb in the back seat." "There's a bomb in the back seat!" "Yeah." "We're gonna die!" "Have a little faith, Mr. Hayes." "I'll have a little faith if you give me a little gun!" "Damn!" "You OK?" "Here they come!" "Pull back, pull back!" "Shoot 'em!" "Shoot the gun!" "Don't have any bullets!" "Pull back!" "Pull back!" "Aah!" "Pullin'!" "Hit it!" "Hit the son of a bitch!" "Get off!" "Off!" "Take a bus!" "No!" "Oh!" "Oh!" "Whup his ass!" "Yeah!" "Oh, shit!" "Aah!" "Get him!" "No!" "Get him!" "Kill him!" "Shoot him!" "Do something!" "I got glass in my ass!" "I want to go to Jersey!" "I want to see my girl!" "I want to watch "Oprah"!" "Put your head in the car!" "Put your head in the damn car!" "He's whuppin' your ass!" "No!" "No!" "Take it!" "Aah!" "Unh!" "Aah!" "Back up!" "Come on!" "Back up!" "OK, I'm backin' up!" "Get the bomb!" "Get the bomb!" "Faster!" "Oh, yeah!" "No!" "No!" "Do something!" "I want my money!" "Aah!" "I hate you!" "I hate you!" "Unh!" "..." "Oh." "I don't know about you... but I'm hungry." "Someone give me some good news?" "Someone give me some good news?" "Yeah." "He successfully downloaded... the arming codes into the computer." "They still have the computer." "True." "But he's put his retinal signature in." ""Welcome Michael Turner."" "Try again." "So, obviously they can't access it without Jake." "And when they figure that out?" "What do we do now, sir?" "Make sure Jake's eyes don't meet that computer screen." "Right." "Wrong." "Wrong?" "Sir, eventually someone will break the lock... and access the code with or without Jake." "So, basically--..." "We must find them before that happens." "Well, there is the obvious way to flush them out." "We dangle him?" "No." "We give him a wire... they pick him up, we seize the nuke." "If his eyes get anywhere near that computer... we take everyone out, including him." "I need an executive finding from the president immediately." "So, he's expendable, is that it?" "You need to get the subject onboard." "Tell him whatever you want." ""Subject."" "Oakes, we both know this is the only way." "Yeah." "No!" "No!" "It ain't happening'!" "No!" "You want me to be your little worm on a hook!" "They never heard of Jake Hayes!" "They don't know I exist!" "Just let me go back to Jersey, get my girl, and disappear!" "Hey, man, I'm sorry I'm not Kevin... but even Kevin didn't make it out of this alive." "Will you let me show you something?" "No!" "That's Jersey." "So what?" "Let's look at where you live." "Where Julie lives, your foster mother." "These people have a nuclear bomb, Jake." "The blast alone will kill thousands." "Then comes the shock wave... blowing away buildings, tunnels, bridges... and then comes our old friend, radiation... spread by wind and water... infecting the living and the unborn." "I think we--just you and me--... might have a chance to stop it." "That's all I'm saying." "They've got us in check, Mr. Hayes, and... we can't let them get checkmate, can we?" "Look..." "The way I see it, you only got three moves." "Attack... retreat... or block." "You can't attack 'cause you don't know where they are." "Retreat?" "Boom." "Then we block." "You could block... but you only got one piece left... and that's a pawn." "Sir, these gentlemen wish to see Mr. Turner's phone records." "Mr. Turner's phone records are sealed." "Unh!" "Mr. Turner made one phone call to the United States... to Jersey City, New Jersey." "Hey!" "What?" "No!" "Ow!" "Help!" "Go, go, go!" "Help!" "What do you want?" "Just take whatever you want!" "Shush, shush, shush." "What is your connection to Michael Turner?" "I don't know a Michael Turner!" "I don't--Who?" "Him." "That's my boyfriend." "That's Jake." "Did he sell you bad tickets?" "Y'all still there, right?" "Yes, we're still here, Mr. Hayes." "Y'all got guns, right?" "Yes, we have guns, Mr. Hayes." "OK." "Make sure you got bullets in 'em." "Mm-hmm." "Lots of bullets." "Answer the phone, Mr. Hayes." "Michael Turner Antiques." "Jake?" "Julie!" "How'd you find me?" "Michael Turner?" "Who's this!" "Or should I call you Jake, Mr. Hayes?" "You have one chance of seeing this woman alive." "Take the next plane to New York." "Return to your apartment in New Jersey... and wait till I call you." "If you are followed, she will die." "If you attempt to involve any authorities, she will die." "Just let me talk to her!" "Hello?" "Hello?" "!" "Sorry." "You used Julie!" "She was your pawn, right?" "No." "So all this bullshit... about being something bigger than you and me... meant something bigger than me and Julie, right?" "Will you let me explain?" "Just get me on the goddamn plane." "Go!" "Let's go!" "Set up in that corner!" "It's gotta come up now." "Now!" "Notify all units..." "All right." "Yeah." "I'm injecting a spread-spectrum transceiver behind your ear." "So we'll hear what you hear... and if they take you to the bomb, we'll know it." "Hold still, please." "Aah!" "Come on, man!" "You can't put that in a flower?" "It'd be too obvious." "Now, I'll be linked to you the whole time." "That's it." "Good luck." "There's something I ought to tell you." "I know." "If the situation gets out of hand... they can take me and Julie out." "Don't worry, son." "There'll be extra money in this mission." "Now, first of all, I'm not your son." "Second of all, did it occur to you that I might want... to do something 'cause it's the right thing?" "Hey, I'm the one with the dead brother..." "I'm the one who misses his girl... and I'm supposed to put up with your shit 'cause you're a spy?" "Big deal!" "Every woman on the planet's a spy!" "Man, you guys can't even find Saddam Hussein." "If you told a woman, right now at 8:00 in the morning... that her husband was sleeping with Saddam Hussein... she'd be able to find Saddam by 8:00 that night, and say..." ""Saddam, don't you ever come around my house no more!"" "I did you a favor, OK?" "You called me!" "If you talk down to me again, I will beat your ass so bad... you'll be the only guy in heaven with a wheelchair." "Better act right before you get smacked right, bitch." "The show's over." "Go back to work." "Bomb on American soil." "That's a nightmare we've always talked about." "How do you think they got it here?" "You'd be surprised what you can send by air freight." "Did we?" "Did we use his girlfriend, huh?" "No, but I'm sure Yates would if he thought of it." "Hello." "Listen closely." "No, you listen closely." "I gotta hear her voice." "I want to hear her voice right now!" "You are in no position to make demands, Mr. Hayes." "But if it gives you pleasure..." "No, no!" "Don't hurt her!" "Tell me what you want!" "They want him to wait outside his apartment... for a car to pick him up." "We've initiated positions here, here, and here... to set up a tail." "How do they shake us?" "We can assume that they think we're shadowing him." "Right." "So they may move him 10, 20 times... before they think they've lost us." "OK, we got the grey Ford van." "Grey Ford van." "I wish we didn't have to do it this way." "I'm sorry if my plan lacks the perfect precision... with which you've handled the case so far." "Radiation detection units are scouring the city... and we've issued portable A.V.G. spectrometers... to all surveillance teams." "We need to talk worst-case scenario." "Evacuation readiness." "Have the National Guard stand by." "National Guard, this is Com Center 4." "Stand by for instruction." "Roger that, Com Center 4." "Standing by." "They're pulling into the abandoned..." "St. Francis Hospital, sir." "Take positions." "We have six viable entry points." "Move." "Where's Julie?" "Quiet." "Do as you're told." "Where's Julie?" "I hope you're going to play ball with us." "That's Dragan." "Hey, man, I ain't doing shit till I find Julie." "What the hell was that?" "We've lost the audio with Hayes, sir." "All right, we move to the contingency plan." "Yes, sir." "We can't afford to take any chances here." "Hit your entry points hard on my command." "If it breathes, it dies." "Hold it!" "I think we've got something." "Entry teams, pull back." "Entry teams, pull back." "Here he comes." "Get in." "OK, they're moving him." "Everything's going according to plan." "Back on plan, people!" "Keep your distance, folks." "They may do this dance all day long." "Get up!" "You're on your own now, Mr. Hayes." "Sir, I'm getting a signal back with Hayes." "See if you can clean it up." "Will do, sir." "I'm heading down to communications central." "Looks like they're heading back to Jersey." "Wonder what the hell they're doing." "Sir, what are you doing?" "Your eyes are going to activate this computer." "The only question is, will they still be in your head?" "Where's Julie?" "Oh, she's lovely." "And she will stay that way if you cooperate." "Open your eyes, Mr. Hayes, and look into the computer." "Open your damn eyes!" "No!" "They're trying to scan his eyes." "Jesus Christ, the bomb is in the van." "Entry teams, the van is hot." "Move now!" "Cut away his eyelids." "Sir, they're gonna take out Jake." "What are we doing?" "lt isn't Jake." "How do you know?" "They had to have a decoy." "Bring the subject out with a bag over his head, you do the math." "Faster!" "Go!" "Hold your fire!" "Subject is down." "Repeat--Jake Hayes is down." "It's not him." "The bomb's not here." "It's done." "Thank you." "I'll see you on the other side." "Did you use the password?" "Password?" "Hey, I don't speak terrorist." "But I only counted eight numbered sequences... and you're gonna need the seven-letter password... to activate the mechanism." "Bullshit." "No, see, that's eight letters." "There's no password." "The bomb is already armed." "Hi." "What took you so long?" "I almost killed somebody." "Did they arm the bomb?" "Yeah." "This one just called in the enabling codes." "I gotta find Julie." "OK, the bomb is hot." "There's a fail-safe master built into the detonator." "Should give us a short countdown period." "How short?" "On the outside, twenty minutes." "What's the inside?" "Five to ten." "Did they say where the bomb was?" "No." "She's not here." "When we find the bomb, we'll find her." "Did they say anything?" "Just think." "Try and remember." "Come on." "Think." "Redial." "They called in the codes!" "OK, hold on." "Gimme the address to this number -- 431 974." "I need this address." "Listen, listen." "Take me that address." "I need it now, not later!" "OK, it's coming up." "It's coming, yeah." "Listen up, folks." "89 East 42nd Street." "89 East 42nd." "Wait a minute." "That's Grand Central Station!" "That's three blocks from here." "Come on." "Support can move out and be there in twenty minutes." "Get out of the way!" "CIA." "Coming through." "Out of the way." "Move, move." "Get out of the way!" "Go!" "Get out of the way!" "Get out of the way!" "Get out of the way!" "Move it!" "Move it!" "Get out of the way!" "Move it, move it!" "Out of the way!" "Move it!" "Move it!" "Out of the way!" "All right, the call originated from over there." "Could be anywhere." "This is one hell of a place to blow up." "Times Square is a few blocks away." "Power grids--..." "The whole infrastructure of the city could collapse." "I'm getting something here." "What's that?" "This is a low-energy gamma scintillation probe." "I left mines at home." "The case is lined with lead." "We'd only get a hit if we were within 100 square yards." "But we got a hit, right?" "Yeah, the auto range indicates it's here." "In here?" "Here where?" "It's right here." "The signal is constant." "It's under us!" "Come on, let's go!" "Please evacuate the building." "Get out of the way!" "Move!" "Signal's getting stronger." "CIA." "Need your help." "Out of the way!" "Out of the way!" "Out of the way!" "Move, move, move!" "This way!" "This way!" "Out of the way!" "Come on!" "We're real close!" "What's in there?" "Lost luggage." "Open it." "This lock's been tampered with." "Get away from the door!" "Jake, get the bomb." "I'll cover you." "Why don't you get the bomb, and I'll cover you?" "OK, I'll get the bomb." "Jake, go, go!" "Julie!" "No, no, hold on." "Jake..." "Jake, where are you?" "I'm coming!" "It's in the final phase." "Three minutes, then it's good-bye to half of Manhattan." "I need you here for the enabling codes." "You said if we found the bomb, we'd find Julie." "I need you here now!" "Come on!" "Jake, I'll find her." "Ohh..." "You're bleeding, man!" "You're bleeding!" "Now listen to me." "When they scanned your eyes, you saw the codes." "Try and remember them." "Whenever I hear numbers, my head converts them... into chess moves or seats at the Garden." "That's the only way I can remember." "Take your time." "Just relax." "You know the codes." "You can do it." "I know you can." "OK, queen's bishop 3." "Across from mezzanine section... 3...0...4!" "OK, let's see." "I saw a queen's bishop 3... aisle seat in section... 142. 142." "2 more to go." "OK, I think I got it." "Did you find her?" "Touch that bomb, she dies." "Keep going, Jake." "The bomb goes off, everybody dies." "Two more numbers." "He'll learn what death is." "Your country grows fat... while people all over the world starve." "You stay at home, you watch our blood spill on television." "War reduced to video games." "He's stalling, Jake." "Enter the codes." "Now!" "You take sides in conflicts you know nothing about... dictating to other people how they should live." "You're so keen on playing God... well, now's your chance to meet him." "I'll give you three seconds, then I'll kill her." "Go ahead." "One..." "Two..." "No." "I'll kill you." "Three!" "Move, move, move!" "Jake" "Honey, honey, honey..." "I love you." "Let me do this." "Rook 643." "OK, OK." "One more, one more!" "A, B, C, D, E, F, G." "Move, move!" "Well, that's done." "That's it?" "That's all it does:" "beep beep beep?" "That's all we wanted it to do." "It's all good." "It's OK." "Clear, sir." "Go ahead." "Go!" "Go!" "Officer Seale is down, we'll need a medic." "It's OK." "It's OK." "Where's the bomb?" "Right here." "How much time do we got?" "Mr." "Hayes defused the bomb." "Don't worry." "I've got you." "Oakes has been hit." "Stay with me." "I love you." "I missed you." "I missed you, too." "People, we did it." "But which star is your brother's?" "There are no names, Ma." "Agent identities are never revealed, even after they die." "But they're all honored right here." "Their names are written in this book... their families sign it, and then the pages are sealed forever." "It's a book of forgotten heroes." "Nah, they're not forgotten." "Jake." "Hey." "Thanks for keeping me off that wall." "Well, stay off of it." "All right." "Ma, this is from me and Julie." "I just hope it brings a little joy in your life." "Oh, I knew you'd make me proud." "Oh, this is just such--..." "Oh, good Lord!" "$90,000--..." "No, that's the wrong one, Ma." "Here, this is yours." "This is for when we get married." "Oh, 10,000 is much more than I need." "Then give some back." "Ha ha ha!" "Hey, honey, can you walk Ma to the car?" "I gotta talk to Oakes." "Yeah." "Congratulations on your engagement." "So I'll see you at the wedding, right?" "Good-bye, Mr. Hayes." "Oh, I see." "No personal attachments." "Jake, get this." "I got it." "Hey!" "What's up?" "What's up, man?" "Congratulations, Mr. Hayes." "Oakes, you didn't RSVP." "I figured weddings weren't your thing." "I'm on a new assignment." "If you're supposed to be undercover at a black wedding..." "I think you the wrong guy for the job." "An old friend of Kevin's escaped from Riker's island." "I don't care if he escaped from Temptation Island..." "I'm not going nowhere." "I just got married." "Can't a brother get a piece of cake?" "The guy who escaped is Carlos Palmeros... the world's foremost assassin." "I don't care if it's Carlos Santana... the world's foremost guitarist." "The world's foremost assassin--... that's like the Tiger Woods of murder." "Well, Kevin was responsible for putting him away." "The problem is, he thinks you're Kevin... so he's coming after you to kill you." "Ohh!" "No, no, that's not happening. ..." "I just got married, I'm gonna go off with my wife..." "I'm gonna be happy for two years... and I'm gonna be miserable for ninety... just like everybody else." "Ha ha!" "I got you." "I got you!" "So there's no killer?" "No." "Not yet." "So you just came here for my wedding?" "I wouldn't have missed it, not for the world." "Oh, I get it." "So you and Swanson are next." "Me, no." "I'm never gonna get married, not again." "Never gonna get married again." "First thing you gotta learn... is don't take your girlfriend to a wedding." "We may need to call on you in the future." "It's your wedding present." "From us at the Agency." "Two tickets to Hawaii." "I can't take this, Oakes." "Jake, sweetie, come on." "Your wife is calling you, Mr. Hayes." "Husband." "Get in the car... bitch." "Hey, Oakes!" "Never say never."