" Substation Three is down." " How's that possible?" "Their self-destruct has been activated from an outside source." "And you didn't foresee this?" "Now what?" "Our self-destruct mechanism's been activated." " Shut it down!" " There's a chance that might not happen." "Whoever did this issued a chain directive." "They want to destroy the Sections like a stack of dominos." " Activate the fail-safe." " I did." "It won't engage." "We need to evacuate." "Okay." "Go." " Proceed with evacuation." " Get those weapons activated." "Let's go." "Move, move, move." "Two minutes to self-destruct." " Come on." "We're almost there." " Come on!" "Come on!" "One minute to self-destruct." "Okay, we're gone." "We got to get out of here now." "Quinn, I've ordered you to leave your post." "We're 50 seconds to critical." " I can stop this." " You've nothing to prove." "Except that I can do my job." "Get to work." "Thirty seconds to self-destruct." "Come on." "Think, Kate." "Focus." "Ten, nine, eight, seven, six... five, four... three, two, one." "Walter?" "I got a message you wanted to see me." "Way to go, little sister." " Got your feet wet." " Excuse me?" "First day on the job." "You saved our bacon." " Welcome to the big leagues." " Is your bandana on too tight?" " Operations thinks I dropped the ball." " Forget about Operations." "Substation Three is beyond our security zone." "You couldn't have known." "You done good." " Birkoff would've been proud." " Yes." "Well, I hear he's dead." "Stiffs do nothing for my ego." "So what are we drinking?" "It's very old Scotch for special occasions." "This isn't going to get you lucky." "It's like I said, I was just welcoming you to the neighborhood." "Well, neighbor... just keep it zipped and out of my way, and everything will be just peachy." "Birkoff." "I just got off the phone with Mr. Jones." "What did he want?" "Birkoff in his office, first of the next month." " A transfer?" " Yes." "He can never find out what happened here." "I can't afford the anomaly on my record." "I'll get Jason ready." "Can you do it?" "When I'm done... neither Mr. Jones nor anyone else will ever know the difference." "As you know, Substation Three was taken out of play yesterday morning." "The strike was massive." "The final damage report, 100º% casualties." "As best we can determine... the self-destruct code came from an outside source." "Now, Quinn's trace was incomplete... but her calculations show a definite link to Red Cell." "Now since they were able to penetrate our system... for security measures only the Redline and satellite links will be operational." "This is Colin Starnes." "He is currently, the chief tactical advisor for Red Cell." "Quinn." "We've been using satellite tags to get an exact location on him." "We believe we have him contained with a six-hour window." "And we're going to use that window to extract Starnes." "Michael, your team will handle field tactical." "The target will be taken alive." "Details are on your panels." "That's all." "Charming." "This entire process can be painless." "The choice is yours." "For some, pain is pleasure." "Good." "Then you should enjoy yourself." "Starnes claims that Red Cell is inculpable for the hit." " You believe him?" " After this morning's chat..." "I don't think he has the strength to lie." "Then what do you know?" "Our intel confirmed two of Red Cell's locations... were hit within hours of the attack on Substation Three." " So we're dealing with a third party?" " That's not what Red Cell believes." " What is it, Quinn?" " I've got Red Cell field operatives... being withdrawn and moving into a unified tactical position." " They think it's us." " And they're getting ready to strike." "Not unless we attack first." "Come on in." "Welcome." "I'd offer you a drink, but alas, my hands are tied." "I would have thought you'd have killed me by now." "Losing your edge?" "Perfecting it." "I have a proposition for you." "I've got a coded transmission coming from Section One." "You'll need this key to unlock it." "How is it that you're still breathing?" "Section One protocol is to terminate all captured operatives." "Operations wanted something only I could deliver." "A meeting with you." "Intriguing." "But you don't actually think that I would consider it, do you?" "Since tactical strategy falls under my purview..." "I expect you to agree to it." "You no longer work for me." "Then consider this... a consultation." "We're in a standoff." "You either agree to work together, or you annihilate each other." "I highly suggest you accept the offer." "Section knows your next move." "You don't really have a choice." "Ten seconds until the channel is clear." "Incoming cyber text." "Securing the line." "You understand why I called this meeting?" "You believe that someone is trying to play us against each other." " What are you proposing?" " Mutual truce for 48 hours." " That's not gonna happen." " Consider it." "We've both sustained significant loses." "If we pool our resources together... we might be able to expedite the enemy's termination." " And if we don't?" " Further casualties on either side... could result in global impact." "If I were to agree... to a moratorium on Red Cell activities... what guarantee would I have that you would do the same?" "We can exchange key operatives to insure the truce." " You already have one of my people." " You mean Starnes?" "He's dead." "Besides, I want someone further up the food chain." "A key operative that isn't expendable." "One of ours for one of yours." "The director has agreed to the truce." "To secure it, we'll each exchange... an upper level team member." "Quinn." "Satin Tate, an expert profiler... graduated Georgetown University at 16." "She applied to the CIA... and was hired due to her exemplary academic record." "At 19, she become a free agent... then joined Red Cell a year later." "In less than three years... she's worked her way to second in command." "She'll be with us for 48 hours." "You want us to work with the enemy?" "Satin's going to lend us her expertise... and assist us in finding who's responsible for the attacks." "Who will we send in, in exchange?" "I'll get ready." "Play by their rules." "But remember your secondary objective." "Get as much intel as possible, then locate a window for transmission." " Transmitting could jeopardize the truce." " That's none of your concern." "Just send everything you find to Quinn." "But remember... whatever you find out I want to know first." " Not what you were expecting, is it?" " It seems adequate." "Section One's exposure of our main base... and the capture of the Cardinal were significant setbacks." "But we're rebuilding." "What we lack in resources... we more than make up for with our tenacity." "You've always been a formidable adversary." "We've downloaded the necessary data on the substations that were hit." "This will be your workstation." "Please..." " lf there's anything you need..." " A glass of water, please." "Our shared intel shows there's a definite pattern to the attacks." "The methodology was identical." "This task was a simple comparative search." "Any rookie could have done it." "It's not the case with the profile you requested." "I'll need security clearance to access satellite data." "That's not possible." "How do you expect me to do my job?" "Quinn will run the data for you." "And what did you expect?" "Horns and cloven hooves?" "That's exactly what I see." "All wrapped up in a pretty little package." "We're gonna have to keep our eyes on her." "Not under this roof." "Her hands are tied." "Don't believe that for a second, sugar." "Adrian once said, "Poison one flower..." ""and eventually the whole garden dies."" "Truce, remember?" "We're supposed to be helping each other?" "I expect your report in three hours." "You'll have it in two." "You layered a command code without a security seal?" " Sorry." " Sorry?" "Sorry gets you a one-way ticket to Containment." "Look, why don't you go and see Bandana Boy... and ask him to issue you a brain?" "Then go back to your little data-crunching cubicle... and drop in a security seal." "Now go!" "Hi." "Back up." "You're messing with my feng shui." " You must be Quinn?" " And you are?" "I am your new Second." "Madeline's orders." "I'm to observe... and lend a hand where needed." "Name's Jason." "So you're the twin." "Yeah." "Well, not everything's the same." "Maybe you should take a test drive and see for yourself." "I'll pass." "That's cool." "There's plenty of time, darling." "I'm sure you'll change your mind." "The report." "You're much better looking in person." " You can go now." " Older, yes." "Your face is filled in with so much character." "Not surprising... considering the things you must have gone through since being here." "What is your point?" "I've carried it with me for years." "You were my inspiration, Michael Samuelle." "A fighter." "With total dedication and passion for your cause." "You fought with sticks and stones... yet managed to make them see things your way." "Where is this man?" "What's happened to him?" "You once believed in something you thought was worth dying for." "How long are you going to let them use you?" "There's a meeting in Systems in 20 minutes." " Is it really you?" " It is." "You once said, a person defines themselves... by what they are willing to die for." "I will die for a belief." "And you will die because you have none." "What do we have?" "Well, there are several possibilities." "We're still looking for a definitive." "Don't be evasive." "You're here to assist in the search." "Take a position." "Tell me what you think." "Well, after reviewing all the hard data, I believe that a random..." " must have attacked the Substations." " Is that possible?" "Think about it." "Red Cell and Section One are both protected... to a degree, from each other... but not from a guy with a grenade and a cause." "I don't accept that." "Because you think I'm wrong or because you didn't think of it first?" "Quinn, transmit Satin's analysis to Red Cell." "See if they've come to a similar conclusion." "In the meantime, I want the rest of you running profiles... on possible freelance candidates." " That's all." " Michael, wait." "Why is it so difficult for you to accept my theory?" "For once we're fighting for the same goal." "I know." "Think about it." "You used to be a random yourself." "You even once believed that one man could make a difference." "You were special, Michael." "This place has changed you." "I've narrowed a possible location on the random." "Tell Quinn to focus on the northeast quadrant." "Good." "And the Director?" "As you requested, he knows nothing." "Keep it that way." "For how long?" "At least 12 hours." "Whatever it takes, stall him." "I don't want him finding this person before I do." "There's a briefing in 10 minutes." "I'll get Satin." "Operations wants her excluded." "I'm supposed to keep her busy running a sim on Level 4." "I assume our deal still holds?" "Sure I'm not being kept out of the loop?" "Your briefing had nothing to do with our current status?" "No." "Good." "How long are you going to play this out?" "It's no secret there's tension between you and Section One." "Everyone's expendable, Michael, even you." "You know how they work." "You won't even see it coming." "Don't you remember what it's like to fight with friends?" "People you can trust?" "It's time for you to make a choice." "I have to go." "I've locked on the coordinates that Madeline sent... regarding the random and located the nucleus of their headquarters." " How big is their operation?" " Small." "How small?" "I haven't had any luck using thermal to scan for a concise head count." " They may be mobile." " Nothing I've seen indicates that." "Our time is critical." "We'll proceed without total data." "We don't have any other choice but to go into this blind." "There are only hours left for this truce." "I expect your team to be ready within the hour." "First team is mobile." "Okay, Michael." "We've got movement on site." "Top floor." "I'm this way." "I'm so getting ahead of them." "This is so easy." "But I'm still three substations ahead of you." "But I guess it's your move." " He thought he was playing a game?" " A war game." "How could he get into our system without detection?" "The guy's a genius." "Right off the charts." "It's never been done." "That's because we've never encountered a guy like this." "The best hacking is always traceless." "He circumvented all security by loading an R-45 Footprint." "So once he had access to our mainframe..." " he had total control?" " Exactly." "He disabled the defense system, then detonated the self-destruct." "He even rigged it to look as if the players were attacking each other." "That would explain how you got a partial trace to Red Cell." "Right." "Like I said, the guy's a genius." "This R-45 Footprint... can we use that to access Red Cell?" "If we wanted to break the truce." "The R-45 Footprint would set permanent damage into motion." "No." "Wait." "You can go now." "I'm sorry." "Whatever I did." "I didn't do anything on purpose." " That doesn't matter." " I just wanted..." "I'm willing to wipe the slate clean." "Give you a fresh new start." "And all I ask in return... is your cooperation." "Sure." "Fine." "That sounds like a plan." "You've made the right choice, Mr. Harlan." "What do you want me to do?" "I want you to pretend this is still a game... and help us wipe out the other side." "Okay." "Good." " Anything new on the random?" " Not yet." "I would have thought Quinn could have narrowed it down by now." "Apparently it was more challenging than you anticipated." "I'll keep you posted." "I look forward to the results." "You'll be the first to see them." "I have Madeline on B-Channel." " Madeline?" " I have a short window." " I'll get Operations." " No." "There's no time." "I just want to know, has the random given you any useful information?" "So far, he's admitted to the hits and setting off the self-destruct." "Anything else?" "Just that he thought he was playing a war game." "How did he gain access?" "He said he used an R-45 Footprint." "Have you located it yet?" "Not yet." "Just one more thing, Quinn." "I'd like to see the most recent data." "That's been frozen." "On whose authority?" "Operations'." "He doesn't want me to see it?" "Madeline, I've got a Cipher Channel coming in." "I have to go." "You lied to her." "There's no Cipher Channel coming in." " And your point is?" " It's obvious something's going on." "Yes." "Operations is using Harlan to destroy Red Cell." "And Madeline is going to get caught in the crossfire." "I have a feeling she won't be missed." "And if she survives... she'll go to war with Operations." "Trust me, darling, I've seen... this kind of boardroom back-stabbing first-hand... and it gets messy." "This place will be looking at some major corporate restructuring." "You and I will be forced to choose sides." "Well, that won't happen." "Madeline is as good as dead." "She's in the dark, Junior." "Operations isn't telling her anything." "Get back to work." "For Rene." "Thank you, Michael." "What did you just do?" "Sir, we just received this from Satin." "Escort her to her quarters." "See what we've got." "That's Section One's Directory." " Sir, there's more." " Well, put it up." "Looks like we may have the coordinates for Section One." "Give it to me." "They're encrypted, sir." "I'll start the decoding process." "Quinn, I need you to trace a cyber plant with me." " Origins?" " Communiqué between Satin and Red Cell." " I'll get right on it." " No." " Do it here." " This is Eyes Only." "With Section One's Directory and their coordinates... we can wipe them off the face of the Earth." "How long until we have the exact coordinates?" " How long?" " Twenty minutes." "They're running the program she sent them." "Good." "There was a self-destruct signal layered into the text." "Satin believed Michael was helping her." "She'll be responsible for destroying Red Cell." "I want you to activate it." "What's going on?" "The self-destruct mechanism has been activated." "Well, override it." "Quickly." "I can't get in!" "I'm locked out of the system!" "Got it!" "Go ahead!" "Run!" "Come on!" " What's going on?" " Gear down!" "We're moving here!" "There's nothing I can do." "Is Madeline dead?" "There were no survivors." "Don't know how I feel." "We destroyed Red Cell's base of operations." "I know what the trade-off was." "I can't help but wonder whether... it was worth sacrificing one of our own." "Working with the enemy has had some residual effects on morale." "You'll handle it?" "Of course." "All things considered... the operation went well." "I've instructed Quinn to revamp our system security." "Good." "You deceived me." "I did what I believed in." "Congratulations." "Thank you." "English"