"Who the hell is Jin Cong?" "Chinese intelligence." "Doctor, you know what you must do now." "Refuse, and I will dig the chip out of his dead skull myself." "Drop your weapon." "Don't do it, Gabriel." "Now, doc!" "Want to explain to me why we're giving Jin Cong back to the Chinese?" "We're making a trade." "But please, don't treat me this way." "Nobody else around here is gonna rub that sweet, sweet oil all over your smelly platens -- nobody." "You two have a fight?" "We're supposed to make hard copies of our TR-9 reports every week." "It's the only time we ever use paper in this place." "But something is not working." "And, yes, it's plugged in." "Hey." "How about some help, huh?" "Can you do some of that voodoo that you do on her -- you know, a little chip-to-chip action?" "You really want me to use a $30 billion piece of technology to troubleshoot your printer?" "If the chip were on the other foot, she'd help you." "Don't listen to him." ""She."" "Them again?" "Really?" "Gabriel, it's a D.O.D. security audit." "What did you expect?" "This is our gesture-based satellite control console." "With a wave of the hand, you can manipulate outer space." "You're moving one of our satellites across the world?" "I'm issuing the command right now." "It'll take a couple of hours till it's actually complete." "The CIA has asked us to monitor north Korea's deployment of their Sang-O class submarines." "They've been straying outside the 50-kilometer exclusion zone." "So, if it's gesture-based, how do you prevent unauthorized access to the system?" "All of Cybercom's systems use the same live-tissue palm scan to verify users." "So the computer registers skin conductivity and subdermal capillary structure to calculate a 2,048-bit verification." "That means all the people accessing this system have the appropriate clearances to do it." "And what if a user loses their I.D.?" "Susan, the question you should be asking " ""What happens if the user gets their hand cut off in a freak gardening accident?"" "Well?" "Agent Jameson." "Yes, ma'am?" "Let's do a hand count today." "Make sure everyone has two." "Hand count." "Two per." "Yes, ma'am." "I feel safer already." "Are you seeing this?" "At first, I thought there was a bug in the print driver, right?" "But then I realized it started filling the ring barrier with all kinds of nonsense." "It looks like the registry's corrupted." "Oh, gee, I hadn't noticed." "Is there a problem, gentlemen?" "No." "There's no problem." "Okay, yes, maybe just a smidge." "Agent Neal." "Let me guess -- you want to see my hands." "I realize everyone hates us before we even get here, but there is a method to the madness." "Hey, I get it." "You're Big Brother's freelance snitch." "Kind of comes with the territory." "Ouch! "Snitch." Really?" "What I meant was you don't need to apologize." "I'm responsible for security myself." "Oh, then you can appreciate the importance of considering every possible threat scenario." "Of course, just as long as caution doesn't paralyze you from taking action." "I agree, which is why I'm gonna go out on a limb here and ask you to let me buy you dinner tonight." "Um..." "I'm sorry, David." "I can't." "Why not?" "I'm friendly, age-appropriate, employed." "I just think it would be inappropriate." "Only if you're lucky." "Thanks, anyway." "He ask you out?" "What?" "You said no?" "Probably for the best." "He's not the one." "And how do you know?" "Oh, does your chip make you a fortune teller now?" "I don't need a chip for that." "He's a nice guy, you like him, but your inner voice says no." "And how do I know when my inner voice says yes?" "You just know." "Wouldn't kill you to have a cup of coffee with the guy, though." "We do need a passing grade." "Guys, I think I need your help." "Bro, I don't know how this happened." "I'm very careful about what I put in my baby!" "The entire station is down." "Scanning that now." "It's not just you." "It's the whole network." "Lillian?" "Yeah, you might want to come down here." "Nelson found some kind of irregularity with the network." "Wait, let me see if this will help." "No, that's not gonna work." "Whatever it is, it's aggressive." "How did this thing sneak up on me?" "Damn it, where is this thing coming from?" "!" "I swear that wasn't me." "Crossover power is engaged." "Systems coming back online." "Nelson, what's going on?" "Honestly, I don't know." "Gabriel, report." "Gabriel, are you okay?" "Who the hell are you people?" "One of our nation's most decorated soldiers." "He's a hero, and now our country's most secret weapon." "Gabriel possesses a rare genetic mutation that allowed us to implant a microchip in his brain." "We connected his mind directly to the information grid." "It's something the chip does that nobody expected." "I can create a virtual snapshot of an event in my mind and then walk through it." "It's like a virtual evidence wall." "At U.S. Cyber Command, we created a highly specialized unit around him..." "Satellite in five." "...and assigned an agent to protect him." "Run!" "He's the first of his kind -- the next evolution of intelligence." "Gabriel?" "Gabriel, can you hear me?" "Comms is reporting an electromagnetic pulse briefly knocked out our communications grid." "An E.M.P from where?" "Systems are recovering." "Oh, crap." "I got a level-three violation on the incoming N.I.C." "Lock it down." "Gabriel, do you know where you are?" "Something is very wrong with him." "Jameson." "Yeah." "Take Gabriel down to Dr. Cassidy." "I want a full report as soon as you have it." "Okay." "Come on." "Let's go, big guy." "Whoa, whoa." "Easy, pal." "We're on the same team, here, all right?" ""Same team"?" "What are you talking about, same team?" "Somebody needs to tell me what the hell is going on here!" "Gabriel, relax." "I'm gonna take you down to clockwork right now, okay?" ""Clockwork"?" "What the hell is clockwork?" "Get him down to the lab." "Whoa, whoa." "Hey, hey, hey." "Be careful with him!" "All right, everyone, this is a phase-four security lockdown." "Disable remote access." "Take the backup servers offline." "Jameson, transfer satellite control to n2c2 at Cheyenne Mountain." "Cheyenne Mountain is not responding" " to our transfer request." " What?" "They're not responding because they're not receiving us." "Wait, whosever behind the attack is spoofing our station I.D." "And has taken control of our outbound communications." "How we doing on that security audit?" "Let me out of here." "Gabriel, you need to calm down." "We're not trying to hurt you." ""We"?" "Who's we?" "Your name is Gabriel Vaughn." "You were a delta force soldier." "Now you work for a top-secret program called clockwork." "My name is Riley Neal." "I'm your partner." ""Partner"?" "I..kind of look after you... over you." "We have this..." "I can't explain it." "We're friends..." "And partners." "Uh, you know what I mean." "Are we...intimate?" "No!" "No." "God, no." "I just " " I mean, no, uh, it's not like that." "Why am I locked up?" "You're not locked up." "You're in there for your own protection." "Protection from who?" "You?" "From yourself." "Well, I don't plan on hurting myself, Ms. Neal, so how about you let me out?" ""Ms. Neal." That's great." "You need to do something." "I'm trying to do something, Riley." "The brain works much like a computer, okay, even without the chip." "There's short-term memory -- ram, if you will -- and there is long-term memory, a hard drive known as the hippocampus." "For the chip to process data organically, it had to be connected to the hippocampus." "The E.M.P. disrupted Gabriel's nerve endings." "The result was like, uh..." "Huh?" "...unplugging the hard drive from the computer." "E.M.P.?" "Yeah, it's a discharge of electromagnetic energy that can temporarily disable electrical circuits." "Gabriel's chip seems to have made him susceptible to just such an attack." "So, the memories are in there." "You just..." "need to plug them in." "Yeah, well, that's where the mystery of the brain comes in." "Given time, the right stimuli, sometimes it can find an alternate route, but sometimes it cannot." "One thing I do know is this." "The longer he is like this, the less chance we have of getting him back." "Tier five bulkheads are down." "No, make that tier six." "What about the DMZ server?" "It's going offline." "Lillian, NORAD's still not responding." "No one's responding." "Okay, tier seven has been compromised now, too, which means if we -- I know what it means, Nelson." "It means when they get to tier 10, they will have access the most sensitive information this country has." "Yes, but where is it coming from, Lillian?" "Who has the kind of power to pull off an attack of this scale?" "Russians, Chinese, who knows?" "Maybe the Iranians have finally gotten their act together." "And there go our security cams." "See if you can isolate the gateway firewall." "Out of my space, please." "The gateway firewall -- it's the security device that protects the wan interface." "I know what it is, lady." "They burned through that 5 minutes ago." "Now back off!" "Please!" "They're making a run for the prism silo." "Lillian..." "you were right." "They're not trying to just shut us down." "They're going after our classified data." "Okay, that's it." "Orion?" "No, absolutely not." "That is an intolerable risk." "Orion is a protocol of last resort." "Take a look around." "There are no resorts left." "Tier eight bulkheads are gone." "Oxygen scrubbers are powering off." "Jameson." "Orion." "Cut the trunk." "Can you stop the noise?" "!" "What noise?" ""What noise"?" "Can't you hear it?" "This is what he was like in the beginning." "He's flooded with data." "He has no idea how to control it." "How did you do it back then?" "Well, we had him in a controlled, shielded environment." "Right now, he's wide open." "Where am I?" "What is this place?" "You are at U.S. Cyber Command in angel's bluff, Virginia." "Virginia?" "Is that where I live?" "It's where you work." "You have a microchip in your brain... and it's malfunctioning." "A what?" "You're not going in there!" "I cannot talk to him like this." "You have no idea what he's capable of." "No." "You stay here." "Why?" "!" "Because I do know what he's capable of." "Lock the door." "I know you're scared." "But I just need you to calm down and just look at me." "Okay?" "I need you to trust me." "Access my personnel file." "How do I do that?" "Gabriel, we used to listen to Mozart's 5th symphony together, okay?" "You -- you hated it, but in learning to identify a single violin, that taught you how to exclude all but one sensory input." "Now, look at Riley and exclude everything but her, all right?" "Just focus." "I have something." ""Arrested for public nudity and possession of a controlled substance."" "That..." "never happened to me." "Gabriel..." "Very good." "But it appears that you are in my personnel file." "What's going on?" "What happened?" "What the hell?" "I lost access." "Everything went dark." "Finally, silence." "I don't understand." "You went dark, and he went dark at the same time?" "Someone cut the trunk." "What does that mean?" "They've cut the incoming optic lines." "No more access to the outside." "What about cellular and satellite?" "Gabriel should have access to " "No, no, not in this building." "It's shielded to protect it from prying eyes and ears." "When Gabriel is in this building, he's accessing the world outside through our internal network." "With the hard lines down, no access." "It's back on." "No." "Oh, damn it." "There it is again." "Thought you said it wasn't online." "It's not, not to the outside, anyway." "But I still have access to the internal servers, and..." "Gabriel would have that, too." "So, just no... connection to the outside world." "This must be the cavalry." "System's down." "We've lost all communication " "Look on the bright side -- at least our servers are safe." "Yeah, but now we're totally cut off!" "We're operating in the blind." "Ms. strand, you have just removed from service one of the core pieces of the United States technology infrastructure." "Put it in your report." "What's that sound?" "Gunfire." "We're under attack!" "Be advised " "Jin Cong." "After all the trouble you caused me... did you really think I wouldn't be back for you?" "You are wondering how this is possible." "The Chinese government promised you they would lock me away forever." "How, then, can I be here now?" "One of the challenges for my people in learning American English is your extensive use of idioms." "Personally, I've always enjoyed them." "One of my favorites is "a taste of your own medicine."" "It's gonna be a very difficult day for you." "Thank you, Norman." "If you're here for Gabriel, Cong, you've miscalculated." "He isn't in the building." "Oh, I'm afraid he is." "In fact, I would think by now, you've had him taken to Dr. Cassidy's lab for a diagnostic after the E.M.P." "But the truth is, Gabriel is not my problem now." "He's yours." "Are you really this foolish?" "There are special forces troops gearing up to storm this building." "Oh, no one is gearing up to do anything." "You severed the trunk, remember?" "The Orion protocol?" "The spoof station I.D." "He must have figured out a way to trick the D.O.D." "Into thinking we're still all right." "By our calculations, we have approximately 48 minutes before anyone realizes that something's wrong." "We'll be out of here in 35." "I've had...a great deal of time to plan." "Ah, my favorite of all your idioms..." ""Idle hands are the devil's workshop."" "They've breached C-doc, but there's no reports of casualties." "Well, how could there be?" "We have no communication system." "We're lucky we have power." "Yeah, we need eyes." "Can you tap into the security cameras?" "Dr. Cassidy, can you do that?" "Yes." "Yes, of course." "I'll try." "As long as we have power," "I should be able to find a way in." "Ohh, damn it!" "Gabriel!" "Gabriel!" "Well, that's handy." "Wow." "This guy's efficient." "It took him all of 6 minutes to grab the schematics of the chip and everything we have on the clockwork program." "But what else does he want?" "Yeah." "I don't get it." "Why not just take Gabriel and go?" "I don't know." "He's still looking for something on the network." "Well, whatever it is, he's gonna find it." "This Norman is varsity." "They're not going to find it." "What are you talking about?" "He's already halfway through the network in 35 minutes." "This g" "You know what he's looking for, don't you?" "I have an idea." "Well, what is it?" "Okay, where is it?" "It's not on the network." "Okay, look, Lillian, whatever it is, you know we'll die saving it." "They're looking for something called the Athens list." "Athens, as in Athens-4U7R?" "It's the gene mutation that's required for the chip to work in a human being." "Right." "What's on the list?" "Children." "Children with the gene mutation." "Lillian, do you realize how spectacularly dangerous a list like that could be?" "Yes, Jameson." "It's something people take hostages over." "Does my dad know about this?" "What do you think?" "He's the one who discovered the mutation in the first place." "Damn it, Gabriel." "Where the hell are you going?" "It's not here." "Ms. strand, this is very simple." "You are aware of what I'm looking for, yes?" "How would I know what you're looking for?" "The so-called Athens list." "I don't know what that is." " No!" " Don't!" "That one is next." "Ah, eureka!" "Victory is mine." "Okay, look, Cong, you want to shoot someone, shoot me." "No." "It's fine." "It's fine!" "Lillian... don't you give this guy a thing." "Where is it?" "Ohh." "You like idioms?" "Well, how about..." "Oh, my God." "I got nothing." "Sir, uh, you might want to see this." "Really?" "Nothing?" "You get a chance like that, you got nothing?" "You're sending those two for Gabriel?" "Good luck." "You never can make things easy, can you?" "You don't even know who you are, and you're still a pain in my ass." "Gabriel." "Whoa." "Relax." "Gabriel..." "How was I able to do that?" "Was that the microchip?" "No, that's all you." "You were delta force." "You can be very lethal." "Just put the gun down." "We're friends, Gabriel." "You're not a killer." "Good." "That's good." "We need to get you back to clockwork " "Get behind me." "Gabriel, thank God you're okay." "Now, I understand if you don't remember." "You told me this might happen." "Just look at her, all right, and pull up her files." "Double agent -- endangered a vice president and revealed state secrets to the Pakistanis." "That is not true." "Gabriel, he's corrupted my file." "She's the enemy, Gabriel." "She's our enemy." "He's lying to you, Gabriel." "We need to tie her up." "We got to move." "Gabriel." "Gabriel, that is Jin Cong." "And we searched the servers." "The Athens list isn't on the main computer network." "Can you find out where they hid it?" "You mean with this chip thing?" "See what I can do." "Listen to me, Gabriel." "I'm ordering you to stand down." "I don't take orders from you." "Actually, you do." "You're just experiencing a malfunction with your chip." "Right, the same chip you want to implant in the brains of children?" "The list isn't here." "It's not being stored on these servers." "Where is it?" "Where did you hide it?" "You may think you know me, but there's no way I'll let you do to those kids what you did to me." "We didn't do anything to you." "You begged me to give you the chip so that you could find your wife." "Do you remember her?" "Your wife, Amelia?" "Or has he taken that away from you, too?" "She's playing games." "Your wife was a double agent." "And as for your marriage, it was never real... merely a cover." "Go ahead." "Check for yourself." "That is not true, Gabriel." "You loved Amelia very much." "And yet I'm told that you killed Gabriel's wife." "Who the hell told you that?" "It's in your sit report." "Or are you going to deny it, agent Neal?" "You did." "You killed her." "You see?" "You can't trust them." "But we don't have time for this." "We need to find the list of children." "It's on a machine not connected to the network." "Gabriel." "Do you know where that is?" "We'll need her to access it." "Well, well." "The proverbial getaway cars." "Think about what you're doing, Gabriel." "What do you think Jin Cong is gonna do with that list once he has it?" "You have no right to these children, just as you had no right to Gabriel." "Don't you see, Gabriel, that he's using you?" "You have to know the truth." "I do know the truth." "Lillian strand, director of United States Cyber Command." "Implicated in the deaths of three soldiers as part of an experimental research project code-named clockwork." "You've been killing people and hiding behind your job." "Those men were volunteers, Gabriel." "You were all volunteers." "What about the children?" "Did they volunteer, too?" "This one." "You're not gonna get away with this." "Someone will stop you, and when they do, you're gonna pray for those days when you were back in a hole in China, being used as a pincushion by the guards." "Hey." "Are you guys gonna kick some ass?" "Shh." "Don't leave me out!" "Shh." "I can kick some serious ass!" "Believe me!" "Dad?" "You ready?" "Let's do this." "Nelson!" "I've got to get to the dry server room." "Go." "I'll take care of things here." "Hey, Nelson." "Are you okay?" "I just killed somebody." "No, you didn't." "All you did was kill the ceiling." "I don't have to pay for that, do I?" "I could just as easily cut it off." "Now, was that so hard?" "Almost have it." "You can stop there" "I can use the security cameras to see, remember?" "You're fighting on the wrong side of this, Gabriel." "I know the things you've done, the people you've killed." "How you've kept me under surveillance like I'm some kind of prisoner, some kind of tool." "Gabriel, don't!" "Don't move!" "Don't move, Gabriel." "I'm not gonna let you get those kids." "You're gonna have to kill me." "Riley." "Riley, we can't trust him." "It's okay." "You were saying?" "Cong is using the chip against you." "He's done something to the computers." "You're getting bad data." "He's lying to you, Gabriel." "You stop thinking for a second, you'll see that." ""If I stop thinking."" "Yes." "You're not a machine." "You have to ignore the data." "And do what?" "Feel." "You know me, Gabriel." "Look at me, and... tell me what you feel, not what you think." "You may not have memory, but you have sense memory." "What's the difference?" "It's the recall of an emotion." "I can't remember any emotion." "Nobody can remember emotions." "You feel them, just like you felt that it was wrong to put a chip in those kids." "You didn't remember." "You already knew." "Not because of a chip, but because that... is the kind of man you are." "Listen to your... inner voice." "It's talking to you right now." "I know it is." "And how do you know that?" "I just know." "Thank you." "We have to stop Cong." "Dad?" "I have a gun." "No, no, uh, you don't need a gun, dad." "It's okay." "Dad, it's okay." "Jameson?" "Oh, my God." "Oh." "Oh, my God." "Okay, okay." "Oh." "Okay." "Oh, thank God you're all right." "Yeah." "Is it true?" "Is what true?" "That you helped them to create a list of children?" "That's " "That list was supposed to have been destroyed." "How could you?" "!" "Nelson, I discovered a mutation, a mutation that would allow us to augment the human mind." "But I never -- God, ever -- intended to endanger anyone, especially children, please." "Well, intended or not, dad, that list could only make those kids vulnerable." "And now Jin Cong has it, and he's gotten away." "I wouldn't be so certain about that if I were you." "Um, sir, what's that?" "See, Jin Cong's use of an E.M.P. to render Gabriel inoperable -- that got me thinking." "It stands to reason that if an energy discharge can be used to temporarily dislocate an electronic circuit, then why can't one be tuned that targets the dendrite-axon gap between human nerve endings?" "You built a stun bomb?" "I built a nonlethal, area-effect static discharge device that, uh, happens to employ frequencies relevant to the aforementioned -- You built a stun bomb." "You bet your ass I did." "Hey, guys." "Oh, God." "Don't move!" "That's far enough." "Gabriel..." "Aah!" "Riley please take Gabriel down to clockwork." "I would like my agent back now." "All righty." "I've, uh, replaced your data sources." "I put in some new multi-path rejection algorithms." "That'll take care of any wide-band pulse problems." "I would say, young man, that you are as good as new." "Thanks, doc." "And, uh sorry about all this." "Hell, Gabriel." "You proved something last night that philosophers have wondered across time immemorial." "The mind is a collection of perceptions, calculations, memories, instinct." "But, uh... ultimately, the most important decisions -- they aren't made by our minds." "Are they?" "No, sirree." "Where we find our most profound intelligence is, after all... in the heart." "Hmm." "Relax, Lillian." "It's me." "You sure?" "Well, welcome back, soldier." "I'd like a word with your doctor." "You got it, boss." "He's gonna be fine." "All right." "You kept the Athens list, Lillian, even though we agreed that you would destroy it." "It was something beyond my control." "What were you thinking?" "A list of children!" "No respectable scientist, no respectable human being would ever keep a list like that." "Well, we're not dealing with respectable scientists." "We're dealing with the United States department of defense." "They wanted their list of candidates." "Please, the kids on that list are not candidates." "They're targets." "Well, unlike you, I don't have the luxury of ignoring orders." "What I do is the best I can do." "I keep the list as safe as I can, and I will continue to do so with your help." "I want no part of this." "The only way to protect that list is with Gabriel." "And without you, there is no Gabriel." "We owe it to those children." "Like it or not, we're the ones that put them in danger." "And neither of us gets to walk away from that truth." ""And now I am become death..." "The destroyer of worlds."" "Oppenheimer." "Yeah." "Well, at least now I understand what he felt when he split the atom." "So much potential." "So many reasons for hope." "Oh, the irony." "We are the hope." "Sorry." "I... wasn't exactly myself last night." "Thanks for..." "not shooting me." "Too many witnesses." "Yes!" "Mwah!" "Finally!" "I'm out!"