"Debbie?" "Debbie?" " Morning, Daddy." " Morning." "Are you hungry?" "Um, my ride should be here any minute." " Well, just have a little bit." "It's hot." " Did you remember?" "Remember?" "What?" "My birthday, Daddy." "I've told you all year what I really, really want is" "Is a trip to Paris." "And you know what?" "I can't take you to Paris until you're, like, 25 years old." "Well, it never hurts to ask." " No." " [Horn Honking]" " Well, I gotta go." "Okay, wait." "Take this." " Love you." "See you tonight." " I love you too." "See you... tonight." "[Door Opens, Closes]" "[Man On Tape] Beginner's French." "Hello." "My name is Pierre." "How are you?" "[Speaking French]" "[Repeating In French]" "It's bad enough that you talk to yourself, but in a second language?" " It's French." " So is theJerry Lewis Fan Club, but I wouldn't join." "It's" " Debbie's birthday's coming up." "I wanna surprise her with a trip to Paris." " Pop Tarts?" " They have 11 essential vitamins and minerals." " May I ask, uh, why are you here?" " Oh, I was in the neighborhood." " Since when?" " Since I couldn't risk talking over the phone." "Listen, don't go to the Centre this morning." " I want you to go straight over to the Data Annex." " To the Data Annex?" "Why?" "Since you installed the new security software... we've detected three transfers... of classified information from the Centre to the annex." "[Sighs] There's a leak in the Centre." "All we know for sure is that after each transfer... someone broke into the annex and took the information." " Jarod?" " You wrote the, uh, software." "You find out." "[Young Sydney] Tell me what you've discovered, Jarod." "Structural reinforcements here, here, here and here." "It should allow the building to withstand an earthquake of 7.5." "Excellent, Jarod." "Your design will save many lives." "Yes, but if the reinforcements... were to be damaged by an explosion by sabotage... the whole thing would go down." "Don't worry." "The Centre would never allow that to happen." "[Young Jarod] I hope so, Sydney." "If not, hundreds and hundreds of people could die." "[Young Sydney's Voice] Don't worry." "The Centre would never allow that to happen." "[Man Narrating] There are Pretenders among us." "[Jarod] I was taken from my family." "Thirty-six hours and he's already demonstrating more talent than any of our others." "How many people died because of what I thought up?" "Since I broke out, I've spent every moment searching for my past." "[Miss Parker] He's a Pretender" "A genius who can become anyone that he wants to be." " The Centre wants him alive." " Preferably." "[Miss Parker] He defends the weak and abused." "Life's a gift." " You a doctor?" " I am today." "[Jarod] There." "That's all there is to it." "Now you try, Kenny." " Oh, Jarod, I'll never be able to do this." " Oh, sure you will." "[Man] They found out you refused to complete the last sim... and they asked for the three of us to come down here." "[Man #2] We want to strongly encourage you to reconsider." "[Kenny] Jarod, help!" "Help!" "It hurts!" "Jarod!" "[Jarod] No!" " [Bell Jingling]" " Hey, George." " Hey." " Busy day, huh?" "I've seen livelier morgues." " Uh" " Yeah, sure, go ahead." "Okay." "[Buzzer Sounds]" "Hey, Norman." " So, I hear you've had three data intercepts." " Four." "It happened again last night." "You know what I can't figure out though is" "What would anyone want from this place to begin with?" "Top secret travel itineraries?" "Clandestine expense reports?" "Well, let's see if we can unlock the mystery." "This'll take a couple of minutes to come up." "I gotta go see a man about a horse." "Hey, that's a cool shirt." "[Beeping]" " Hey." " What?" "Someone's accessing this information right now." " What?" " Who the hell'd want this?" "Morning." "[Man On Tape] Would you care tojoin me for a romantic dinner and a movie?" "[Speaking French]" "Um- [Repeating In French]" "[Continues In French]" "[Continues In French]" "Oh, my God." "[Gasps]" "Wait!" "[Man On Tape] I would like coffee and a croissant." "[Speaking French]" " What's up?" " We've had an incident at Data Annex." "[Mr. Lyle] Prelim says the entire in-house staffhas been "depersonneled."" " Broots was there." " He was spotted running from the scene." "I dispatched a decon team to find him." "A decontamination team for Broots?" "Miss Parker, there's a leak in the Centre." "Someone downloaded "eyes only"data to a mole at the annex." "Broots could be the mole." "Hell, he could be the shooter for all we know." "Broots?" "Broots couldn't do that." "We don't know that." "Not for sure." "All we know is that we've been compromised." "The Tower's declared this a Schedule 7 incident." " Do you know what that means?" " We're ghosting Broots." "[Tires Screeching, Horn Honking]" "Hey, watch it!" "Come on!" "Come on!" "Hello?" "Hello?" " [Ringing]" " Sydney." "Sydney!" "Oh, God." "Thank God you're there." " Broots, are you all right?" " Yes." "No!" "No, I'm not all right!" "Sydney, they-they killed everybody in the place!" "And-And they're trying to kill me!" "They're after me!" "Calm down, Broots." " I can't calm" " I can't calm" " Broots?" "Syd?" "Sydney?" " [Dial Tone]" " Broots?" "Sydney!" "Hello?" "[Female Recording] We're sorry." "Your cellular service has been deactivated." "Please contact your provider for additional information." "[Miss Parker's Voice] Since you installed the new security software... we have detected three transfers... of classified information from the Centre to the annex." "[Broots's Voice, Echoing] There's a leak in the Centre." " [Ringing]" " Broots?" "They're all dead." "Everybody's dead." "There's a-There's a man in there with a gun." "He tried to kill me." " Tell me where you are." " Miss Parker sent me." " Where's Miss Parker?" " She's not here." "Try and calm down." "They're not going to let us talk for long." " Sydney, what the hell is going on?" " You're in great danger, Broots." "You and everyone you know may be a potential target." "Oh, God!" "Debbie!" "I don't know what's going on, Broots." "Maybe you saw something." " We're under a Schedule 7." " A Schedule 7?" " Remember your training." "And, Broots?" " Yeah?" "Don't trust anyone." "Sydney?" "Sydney!" "What the hell do you think you're doing?" "Standard procedure." "Until we know what's going on here..." "Broots is persona non grata." "For God's sakes, Lyle." "The man has a daughter to take care of." "We can't leave him out there." "Broots and his daughter are not my problem." " [Bell Ringing]" " Come on, Debbie." "Come on." "Where are you?" " Ha-ha!" " Get out of here, you little" " You're dead!" " Get out of here, you little mongrel!" "You're dead!" "Miss Parker." "Debbie!" " [Sydney's Voice] Broots, don't trust anyone." " No!" "Wait!" " Where's my daddy?" " Miss Parker!" "Debbie!" "This isn't good." "Hello?" "My computer." "I'm sorry, Debbie." "I know I promised I'd never use this." "Shh, shh, shh, shh!" "Oh!" "Jarod!" "Please." "I'm-I'm sorry." "I didn't mean to do it." " Do what?" " Whatever it is you're gonna try and kill me for." "I'm not trying to kill you." "I'm here to help you." "I've been waiting for you." "We don't have much time." "Little time." "For what?" " You just have to trust me." " Sydney told me not- not to trust anyone." "You might wanna reconsider that." "Oh!" "Get in the car." "Get in the car!" " Are you all right?" " No." "I'm not all right." "I'm as far from all right as I'm ever gonna be." "I've seen people murdered." "They've taken my daughter." "They've broken into my house." "They're tryin' to kill me, and I'm sitting here with you." "No, no, I'm not all right." "I wanna know what the hell's going on." "It's about the data intercepts you were sent to investigate at the annex." "How is it that you know so much about what's going on at the Centre?" "A former Centre operative... has been working with a coconspirator inside the Centre." "In order to conceal their identities and their activities... he murdered everyone at the annex." "And now, he's after you." "But I don't know anything, do I?" "It doesn't matter." "All that matters is that he thinks you do." "I don't give a damn about me." "I am only concerned about my daughter." "She's safe." "I picked her up from school and took her to my house." "And Sam's keeping her out of harm's way for now." "The Cleaners reported in from the annex." " They found a mess, but few answers." " What about Broots?" "The decon team's still looking for him." "They confiscated his home computer." "It's being cross-analyzed to see if we can pin him down as the leak." "Broots isn't the leak." "But he could find out who is." "That's not how it works." "Broots lives or dies on his own... until and if this matter's resolved." "I'm afraid Mr. Lyle does not share your sense ofloyalty." "Centre reality check." "Broots is expendable." "I'm not sure a monkey couldn't do what he does." "I can't believe you weren't spawned under some rock... instead ofbeing born of the same flesh and blood I came from." "As much as I hate to admit it..." "Broots is more of a brother to me than you'll ever be." "I won't throw him out like a piece of garbage." "Hark." "Do I hear violins playing?" "Lyle, reality check." "I intend to get to the bottom of the Centre's problem... without sacrificing Broots in the process." "[Broots] Wow." "I've seen a lot of your old hideouts, but I never thought I'd be here with you." "Neither did I. You hungry?" "[Chuckles]" "My daughter loves these." "They have 11 essential vitamins and minerals." "Listen, Jarod, I can't stay here." "I've gotta find Debbie." "Miss Parker took her." "In fact, it was Miss Parker who sent me to the Data Annex in the first place." "Miss Parker is many things, but she would never do that, especially to you." "She doesn't have it in her heart..." " or her eyes." " I know what you mean." "The guy that shot up the annex- who shot at my house- now he had it in his eyes." "[Sydney] Jarod, this is Damon." "The Tower has asked him to work with you on some special projects." "Jarod." "I've heard a lot about you." "[Kenny's Voice] Jarod, help!" "Help!" "It hurts, Jarod!" "You know him?" "Yes, I know him." "For the past several months..." "I've been intercepting communications... between a man named Damon and his source at the Centre." "The source has been transferring sims that I performed to the Data Annex." "But the Data Annex is only for storage... of routine, unclassified information." "That's exactly why he had them transferred there." "The lack of security allowed Damon... to break in as needed and download the sims." "But my new software found a trail leading right back to them." "You were at the wrong place at the wrong time, Mr. Broots." " Damon was just covering his tracks." " Damn." "He's already used three of my sims." "Now he's stolen a fourth." "I don't know what it is." "But I do know that he plans on using it tomorrow at 5:00." "But what's so important about four old sims... that would cause him to kill all those people?" "Our clients were impressed with your recommendations... to improve the safety of their aircraft." "There's one other thing, Sydney." "I know it's unlikely, but if the plane were to encounter... a focused burst of electromagnetic energy in the ultrahigh frequency range... the pilot would lose control." "Jarod, I'll be sure to alert our client about your concerns." "You have nothing to worry about." "I hope so, Sydney." "[Broots] Oh, my God." "And... the subway?" "And the consulate?" "Damon took your work and used it to kill?" "I need your help, Broots." "I have to get back into the annex." "I have to find out what that fourth sim is." "We've gotta stop Damon..." "before there's another headline." "Okay, I'll help." "But before we go in..." "I have to find out what's happening to Debbie." "But the Centre, they won't let me in." " Well, they can't keep me out." " [Phone Beeping]" " [Phone Ringing]" " This is Sydney." " Sydney, it's Broots." " Broots, where are you?" " I gotta know where Debbie is." " Miss Parker took Debbie to her house." " She's guarded around the clock." " Oh, thank God." "And, Sydney, please thank Miss Parker for me, would you?" "Mmm." "There's, uh, someone here l-I think you'd like to speak to." " Sydney, Damon is back." " Damon?" " Are you sure?" " I've seen him." "He tried to kill Broots after he murdered everyone at the annex." "Now he's working with someone inside the Centre." "They're using my old sims to orchestrate attacks." "I know when he's planning to hit next... but I don't know how, and I don't know where." "Let me see what I can find out." "But please be careful." " Remember what Damon is capable of." " Oh, I remember." "I remember everything." "There." "That's all there is to it." "Now you try, Kenny." "Oh, Jarod, I'll never be able to do this." "Sure you can." "We'll keep on practicing." "Put this point there." "Now press down the fold." "Very good." " [Kenny]Jarod, help me!" "Jarod!" " [Jarod] No!" "[Damon] I knowJarod." "I know how his mind works." "He'll come to me." "[Man] We can't take the slightest chance on them discovering our activity." "I'll take care of it." "[Broots] Whoa." "That's what I call a cleanup." "This is the computer Damon was at." "We have 10 minutes max before they detect us." " Do you think you can find out what he was accessing?" " Well, I designed the system." "Um, that's a- that's a maybe." "[Miss Parker] So let me get this straight." "They can send a man to the moon, but neither of you can open up Broots's system... to backtrack who the leak is in this place?" " We're searching." " Search faster." " And where the hell have you been?" " I've been... occupied." "You look frustrated." "Well, your monkeys seem to have a bit of trouble peeling this banana." "We're all just trying to find the answers, Miss Parker." "My Sweepers have also been unable to locate Broots's daughter." "Have any idea where she might be?" " Do I look like a babysitter?" " [Man] Uh, Miss Parker?" "Someone's accessing the computer at the Data Annex now." "Who?" "Based on the password, it appears to be..." "Mr. Broots." "Damn." "Get me the imbecile who's supposed to be guarding the annex." "Now!" "[Broots] Just about there." "All right." "Jarod, I know it's not my place to ask... but what exactly happened between you and Damon?" "You're right." "It's not your place to ask." " [Door Closes] - [Footsteps Overhead]" " [Whispering] I'm not done yet." " Keep working." "Hold it... right there." "Real easy-like, bring that gun up where I can see it." "Come on." "Now, turn around slowly." "[Chuckles] Well, well, well." "Look what I got here." "Well, at least I didn't shoot him." "Next time, you might wanna put some bullets in it." "[Muffled] You wanna untie me?" "[Muffled] Hey!" "What are you doing?" "Ooh." "Boy- I could sure use a drink about now." "I'd settle for the D.S.A. That we just risked our lives for." "Oh, yeah." "Sure." "I'm sorry." " Jarod, please." " I'm not going to do it." "You have to finish this project." "No, Sydney." "I can't do this." "Jarod, we know the enemy is trying to genetically alter... the smallpox virus to carry Ebola." "Our only interest is in developing a vaccine to prevent a holocaust." "I'm not comfortable with this area of research." "I don't understand, Jarod." "In order to make a vaccine, I have to re-create the deadly organism." " Mm-hmm." " Concentrations to achieve airborne toxicity... solubility levels, half-lives." "It would be too easy for somebody to take this information... and use it destructively." "I don't wanna see that happen." "This Damon" "He's gonna" " He's gonna use your work to biologically attack someone?" "Tomorrow at 5:00." "The question is-Who?" "What have you found out about the leak?" "If I had Broots, I'd be a lot further along." "But as it is, your monkeys... have only been able to identify that the Centre leak... has arranged for the delivery of some kind of shipment." " To whom?" " They don't know who or where or why or even when." "That happens when you don't have an opposable thumb." "All we have to go on appears to be the shipment order." " It's in code." " Brilliant analysis." "They're trying to break it now." "Oh, I'm sorry." "I didn't know there was anyone here with you." "Oh." "I believe Mr. Lyle was just leaving." "Well, I am really impressed with all you don't know." "I'd love it if you'd surprise me with something we can work with." "I believe the two of you are taking the concept of sibling rivalry to new levels." "Excuse me, Syd." "I have work to do." "77, 02, 30" "[Continues On Phone] 14, 98, 1,500." " What does it mean?" " Sorry, Jarod, I don't know." "That's all I have." " I'll get right on it." " Thank you, Sydney." "Jarod, don't let your feelings for Damon... your desire for revenge- Don't let it destroy you." "This time, I'm going to stop him." "I know how you feel, Jarod." "And how could you know how I feel?" "I was a Pretender once." " Was?" " They gave me my freedom." "I can get 'em to do the same for you." " I don't trust them." " Yeah, neither did I." "Just finish this last sim, and I promise you, we'll walk out of here." "[Jarod] We've only got a few hours left." "[Groans] I know it's not difficult." "It's a simple problem." "It's" " They're the most trouble." "You know better than anyone." "It's like the clues you leave us all the time." " I know we can crack it." " We have to." "I want my life back." "I want" "I want my daughter back." "She's beautiful." "Well, you know, I may not be the most successful person in the world... but there's one thing that no one else can do or be, and that's her dad." "She's- I miss her." "Don't worry." "You'll see her soon." " Why are you doing this?" " Doing what?" "Well, I try and catch you every day." "I mean, it's my job." "But... why are you helping me?" "Because..." "I respect you." "Me?" "I can only hope that one day, I'll be half the father that you are." "You know, I planned to spend her birthday... traveling through France." "Traveling." "Traveling!" " These numbers aren't code." " They're G.P.S. Coordinates." " Exactly." " Date, time, location." "Where and when Damon is going to receive the shipment." "[Broots] Well, we know the "when"is in two hours... and the "where"is in a small park outside of D.C." "Come on." " Miss Parker." " One of the techs just gave this to me." "An intercepted phone call." "[Sydney On Tape] 98, 1,500." " [Jarod] What does it mean?" " Sorry, Jarod, I don't know." "That's all I have." "You gaveJarod information, information you stole from me." "You gaveJarod information, information you stole from me." " Miss Parker, please." " No, Sydney!" "I'm out there risking my ass for Broots while you're here working behind my back." "You wanna tell me that's not true?" " Parker, does Lyle know about this?" " For now, no." "You wanna tell me why I shouldn't give him that myself?" "Sit down, please." "Shortly beforeJarod escaped from the Centre... we were having trouble controlling him." "His growing sense ofhumanity was creating inner conflict over his work." "Against my wishes... the Centre brought in an operative named Damon... to help break him." "What I didn't know was that Damon and the Centre had a hidden agenda." "Damon exploited Jarod as he progressively gained his trust." "They've agreed." "You finish this last sim, and you can leave." "This virus they want me to develop- it's a Pandora's box." "I don't know who will have the key." "Jarod, this is your freedom." "Jarod was in turmoil." "He came to see me for advice." " I tried to allay his fears." " So what happened?" " Obviously, the Centre never gave him his freedom." " It was all a lie." "It wasn't just another Centre exploitation ofJarod." "It was the ultimate one." "Jarod befriended Kenny... a janitor at the Centre who possessed a childlike innocence." "Jarod felt very protective ofhim... and Damon knew that." "That's very good." "Isn't it, Damon?" "And what's this about?" "[Damon] They found out you refused to complete the last sim... and they asked for the three of us to come down here." "Jarod, for you." "We want to strongly encourage you to reconsider." "[Yelling]" " What are you doing?" " You have got one minute to change your mind." " Are you crazy?" " Jarod, listen to me!" "Listen!" "He's gonna kill him, and probably both of us as well." "Listen, for Kenny's sake, finish the last sim and walk away from this place." "[Kenny] Jarod?" "[Groaning] Help!" "Here." "I already finished the sim." "It has everything you need." "Everything they need is on this!" "Now take it!" "What are you" "Help, Jarod." "[Groaning]" " Jarod!" " No!" " [Gunshot]" " No!" "The Centre owns you, and there's nothin' you can do about it." "Don't make it so difficult next time." "Three weeks later, Jarod escaped." " My God, Sydney." " Damon betrayed Jarod's trust... and he confirmed all of Jarod's suspicions about the Centre." "And destroyed Jarod's hope... of ever being given his freedom." "Damon was later exiled for stealing Centre secrets." "He's doing it again now." "Do you understand why I'm trying to help?" "I understand Broots is the loose end." "And in order for him to survive, Damon has to be stopped... for good." "[No Audible Dialogue]" "He just handed Damon a metal case." " The smallpox?" " Worse." "He's not going to get away, not this time." "Wait." "Jarod!" "Jarod!" "Give me the case." "Jarod." "My friend." "Let's get one thing straight." "I'm not your friend." "Now give me the case." "Still worried about the innocent masses?" "Still the same?" " Jarod- humanity's seed of hope." " Give me the case." "TheJarod I knew couldn't pull that trigger." "You wanna stop me, shoot me in the back." "My guess is you're still too human for that." "[Broots] Jarod!" " [Broots] Now don't move." " [Jarod Groans]" "Okay, just like that." " Why are you doing this?" " What?" "You could take me into the Centre." "The Schedule 7 or not, with me as the prize, they would welcome you back." "Well, the way I figure... there's a time and a place for everything." "And right now, I owe you." "Besides, I respect you." " Ow." "Me?" " Yeah." "You help people." "You care." "When others look away, you-you try and make a difference." "Well, I didn't make a difference this time." "And that's why you can't look away now, and neither can I." "You know, considering what we've been through..." "I think I have a right to ask you this." "What happened between you and Damon?" "[Sighs] It's on the D.S.A." "Because, you know, I've been thinking about what you said... about discovering Damon's pattern." "It's" " It's obviously political... even possibly global." "A private, nondenominational service... to pray for an end to the Bosnian conflict... is scheduled for 5.00 this afternoon... here at Freedom Hall in Georgetown." " Take it!" " The service... referred to by the parties as the "seed ofhope"" "Humanity's seed of hope." "Will bring together representatives of the Czech Republic..." "Serbia and Bosnia... on the eve of the peace talks which are scheduled to start Monday in Washington." "The Centre owns you, and there's nothin'you can do about it." " Oh, my God." " Broots?" " [Woman On TV, Indistinct]" " Broots?" "He's going to hit the service." "[Miss Parker] Sydney?" "Sydney?" "The floodgates have finally opened." "The techs have finished putting all the pieces together." " You know where and when Damon is going to strike?" " The jet's waiting." " What about Lyle?" " Leave him here to run his circus." "[Chorus Vocalizing]" "[Broots] How do you think he's gonna deliver the virus?" "The wine?" "Not everyone is going to take Communion." "But everyone's going to breathe the air." "Jarod, look." "It's Damon." " Aerosol delivery." " He's gonna spray the crowd." " Get everyone out of here." " Okay." "Uh" " Excuse me!" "Uh, I've been alerted there's a bomb in the building." "So if you could all just please exit, uh, quickly and calmly, please." "Jarod." "You just can't leave it alone, can you?" "This isn't about you." "You're using my work to infect countless numbers of people." "And for what?" "Gotta make a living." "Who's helping you at the Centre?" "The same person who always has." " Ow!" " Back off, Jarod... or you can say good-bye to another friend." "Not this time." "[Grunts]" "Damon!" "Let him go." "This is between us." "Your friend comes with me." "I'll let him go... when I know I haven't been followed." "That's funny." "I believed you once." " Then you know what I'm capable of." " No, Jarod." "It's over, Damon." "You're not gonna pull that trigger, Jarod." "You don't have it in your eyes... just like when we were together at the Centre." "He has a daughter... who needs him." "That doesn't make any difference." "[Groans]" "No!" "It does to me!" "King me." " Daddy!" " Ah!" " Debbie!" " Daddy, I missed you so much." "[Broots] Oh!" "Oh, I missed you too." "Oh!" "I got something for you." "Happy birthday." "Paris?" "Je t'aime, Daddy!" "Je t'aime aussi." "Sam, let's go." "There's a couple of things I need to wrap up at the Centre." "Good game, kid." "I love you, Daddy." " This is Sydney." " [Jarod On Phone] It's me." " You okay, Jarod?" " Physically." "It's natural to struggle to come to terms with what happened." "I never..." "pulled the trigger before." "I pray you never have to again, Jarod." "The guilt you're feeling comes from a conflict... over your desire to exact revenge for Kenny... and the necessity of what you did." "I just keep playing the moment over and over in my head." "You saved Broots's life... and the lives of untold numbers of people." "I just... feel so empty." "You have to forgive yourself, Jarod." "There's an old saying:" ""He who saves but one life... saves the entire world."" "L-I have to go."