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in a lunch sheet.

All of you. I mean, look at you.

Look at you.

Just grazing your way through your lives.

Meanwhile, Big Brother's controlling everything you see, everything you hear,

everything you do.

I'm gonna tell you the truth.

1997's gonna make 1984 look like a very good year.

What do you think?

Possible 5150 material?

Eh, he's not hurting anybody.

And he does have the right to speak his mind.

Whatever that is.

Hey, listen, uh...

Want to get a non -fat decaf? I'm buying.

Might as well drink hot water.

What's the big deal about coffee, anyway?

You meet the most wonderful people drinking it.

Corey. Come on, TC. She's great.

I've known her since high school. She's a teacher. She's pretty. She's smart.

Broke up with somebody.

I'm not ready for the rebound club, okay?

Hey, Corey.

Hi.

Gina Galindo.

This is?

T .C. Calloway.

Nice to meet you. Same here. You know, you two have so much in common, it's

spooky. Here we go.

No, no, no, I mean it. I mean, you both have bikes, you know, the ocean, hiking.

Can you believe this hard sell?

Yeah, she has a real arm twister.

Corey, why don't you take a nice walk?

Before we all die of embarrassment.

All right, I'll leave you two kids alone then.

Oh, listen, don't forget, this is the afternoon I'm bringing my EDC kids down

the beach. I have my dare speech already. Great.

Now, go away.

Bye.

Do you want to sit? Yeah.

Did it surprise you when she became a cop?

Not at all. Even in the 10th grade, everything had to be by the book.

Let me guess.

Decaf, not fat.

Double espresso, straight up.

I could see Corey wasn't exaggerating.

Two double espressos.

A bike cop, Gina?

Couldn't you at least get a real one?

Easy. I wasn't talking to you.

No, you were talking to me, and I wish you wouldn't.

We've got nothing to say to each other, Dean.

How do you know? You won't give me a chance.

Because I've heard it all before.

But you haven't, honestly.

Can't we sit down face to face and talk this through?

No. This isn't talking.

This is creating a public nuisance.

I won't let you go without a fight.

You okay?

Sure. I'm fine.

I have to admit, when my journalism teacher suggested I ride along with you

guys, I was a little disappointed.

I mean, what kind of story am I going to get on the beach?

You'd be surprised.

Good. This is fun and all, but it won't make much of a final report.

Metro might have had a murder by now.

Who knows? Maybe you'll get lucky.

Don't be looking at me like I'm crazy.

You're the ones.

We're all part of it.

Part of an international conspiracy involving...

a joke, buddy. I don't know what you're laughing at.

Shut up and get off my beach.

His beach, you hear that?

You're making a big mistake, Sonny. Was that supposed to scare me free?

You want action? You got it.

All right.

Now, who speaks if you say it was?

I want to hear you look at me.

Take a look around.

Just another day in Italy.

What is it down just another day?

Orange factory, 16 Whitecap Street.

No wants or warrants, not much of a rapture.

Disturbing the peace.

What a surprise. And a couple of domestics. Looks like he's moving up in

world. Well, great. Let's go pick him up.

Allie, this could be dangerous.

So I should sit here, read about this bust in the papers?

Hey, sweetheart, what you doing? Playing homeless.

What? Silly.

Where's your mama?

Elena!

Elena!

Wait out here, please.

I'll go play outside. I said wait here!

What are you doing?

Keep watching my film.

You need help, Zach. No, I need my pill. You have to stop. I can't stop. Do you

understand that? I got shrapnel in my spine.

That's my reward for years of faithful service to my country. I spoke to a

clinic. They can help you, but you have to take the first step. Hey, I ain't

taking squat.

Then I am. I'm taking Casey.

Be done.

Keep them talking.

Watch the front.

A rabbit's eastbound in the alley between Whitecap and Tidepool.

Man, the lieutenant has all the luck. Can you imagine being sent to the

on duty?

And being paid for it? It's not right.

Well, he is training a 50 -man bike squadron. Oh, gee, my heart goes out to

Hey, TC, check this out. It's from Palermo.

Sweet, but I got a little picture postcard of my own. This was taken off

surveillance cameras at that pharmacy that was just knocked over.

The suspect's name is Zach Torrance, and he's had a busy day.

4 .15 on the beach this morning, stolen car, evading arrest at his house.

And for lunch, a little 2 .11 at Lee's Pharmacy. His wife said he was hooked on

narcotics and is prone to fits of irrational behavior.

Tell me about it. He also believes himself to be the target of some shady

government conspiracy.

Aren't we all?

Listen, the guy's packing major hardware. He has military background.

Obviously, there's serious acts to grind.

Bottom line, he's to be considered armed and extremely dangerous. No heroics.

Don't try to apprehend him without backup.

Just treat him like he's a living, breathing, unexploded time bomb.

Hey! Man!

I need your help, mate. You've been all over the radio, Zacky boy.

You been rocking and rolling or what?

I'm Redline, man.

Meltdown.

But before I vaporize, mate, I'm gonna make them listen to me.

I'm telling tales in name and name. You know you'll never get the chance, Zack.

The minute you open your mouth, they'll fill it full of bullets.

That's what I need you for, brother.

I need ordinance.

Lots of it.

Follow me.

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah.

No,

no, no problem.

Oh, I get it.

You're dumping me because the cops hire on the food chain?

Hey, we're all on the same side here. Not as long as poster boy's making a

for my girlfriend.

Even if you were right, which you're not, you're still a county lifeguard

a scene in front of a bunch of kids, so give it a rest.

We will have our day, you and I, in private, without gloves.

I'm sorry, Gina.

You silver -toned devil.

Your turn, Officer McNamara, and it looks like a tough bunch.

I need to talk to you about that journalism student.

All right, let's write.

See you, Corey.

All right, kids, can you all say hi to Officer McNamara?

Hi, Officer McNamara.

They're all yours?

Hey, guys, today we're going to talk about...

Why bad things happen to good people.

Welcome back.

Hello, boys and girls.

Welcome to Judgment Day.

Think I'm hit.

Everybody stay down.

Stay together.

Hi, folks.

My name is Zach, and I'll be your terrorist today.

Now,

nobody's out there gonna move, or else you're gonna die.

I got nothing to lose up here.

Pavilion to Pacific Blue.

Lieutenant Palermo, I presume.

This is Sergeant Calloway. Palermo's on assignment. I'm in command.

Sergeant Calloway? My name is Zach.

I know who you are.

You know I'm for real, then. All communication takes place on this

I'm going to be scanning traffic now, so no surprises, Sergeant.

Also, no more cops.

No choppers, no special weapons, none of that.

Because if anything moves out on that beach or anything happens to make me

nervous, I'm going to open fire, and I'm going to promise you something,

Sergeant. When I open fire, people are going to die. Okay?

You clear on that?

Too late to stop a response.

My jurisdiction won't last that long here.

Oh, come on, Sergeant Calloway. Come on.

This is your beach, man.

So unless you want a bloodbath, you better tell those other cops to back

Chris, secure the perimeter.

Establish a half -mile no -fly zone and make sure a SWAT stays out of sight

until you're here otherwise.

And no reporters, you got it? Got it.

I'm working on it.

Now, why are you doing this?

I'm doing this to confess my complicity in a massive conspiracy and cover -up.

And unless I have this insurance out here on the beach, I'll be dead before I

have a chance to tell my little story.

I'll tell your story, all right.

Get that A on my final. I'm getting a Pulitzer.

If I were you, I'd be more worried about getting out of this alive.

I need to get you out of here.

This is Officer McNamara.

No, no, please listen.

I'm on the beat. See me?

I've got you right in my sight!

I have a teacher here, some of her first graders.

She's wounded and the kids are freaked. I'm asking for safe passage for the

children and medical attention for my friend.

Permission denied!

really done it this time.

You have to wait over there at the restroom.

Our PIO will be making a statement shortly.

Move it!

FBI, huh? Join the party.

Name's Quill, and I am the party.

I'm impressed, Agent Quill, but I have orders to... Federal orders supersede

local orders, officer. Your orders now are to escort me to your incident,

Commander. Lieutenant.

Pat Scali?

Ordinarily, it would be Lieutenant Palermo, but he's out of town on

Who's in charge in his absence?

Sergeant Calloway.

Perfect.

Yeah, he's gonna love you, too.

I'm bringing in sharpshooters. You're what?

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait a minute.

If this guy spots a sun flash off a scope, he'll turn this beach into

I don't recall asking your opinion.

Those people out there are my responsibility.

What's the Bureau's interest in this creep?

Torrance is the subject of an ongoing federal investigation as a probable

subversive. We've had him under surveillance for a long time. You've had

watchdogs on this guy and you didn't intervene when he robbed a pharmacy?

No, no. Our guys lost track of him when your cowboys busted into his place and

let him escape.

The rest is on your head.

Torrance has promised to kill people if he feels threatened.

I want to keep the heavy troops out of sight and see if we can end this without

anybody else getting hurt.

One thing, Sergeant.

However we take this guy down, he comes under my jurisdiction.

Okay, so very, very soon, we're going to go home, and we're going to be safe,

and we're going to snuggle in our bed with our mommies and daddies, and maybe

even one of our favorite teddy bears.

Who has a favorite teddy bear?

Me too.

I keep your heads down.

Keep pressure on it, baby.

Breathe.

Come on, Gina. Deep breaths.

Stay with me.

You're going to be all right.

Shut up out there!

There's no talking in my class!

And I'm not telling you again!

Zach Torrance, this is Franklin Quill.

Well, Shadow Man.

You get tired of poking through people's garbage or what?

I'm going to say this once. If anyone else gets hurt, I'm going to have cops

you like a swarm of killer bees.

Like you really give a rat's damn about innocent civilians, huh?

Tell you what, Cap, don't worry.

The whole world's going to know once I start spilling my guts about Operation

Wipeout.

You want to fill me in?

The guy's delusional. That why he call you Cap?

All right, action fans, time for round two.

Now!

I want one reporter, all alone.

I'm going to bring down the whole damn house of cards pretty quick here. That

means all the king's horses and all the king's men.

Chance of a lifetime for somebody.

Some maniac.

You want a reporter, you got it, but first you have to work with me.

Come back with that?

I have a woman on the beach who needs medical attention.

You let us get her out, I'll arrange for a reporter.

First I get what I want, then we talk about the girl.

What do you think?

I've always thought reporters were expendable.

I say we dress one of my people in civvies and send them in there as a

Allie, get back here.

Sir, in the pavilion.

I'm a reporter.

I'm doing a piece on the bike patrol.

And I'd like to tell your story.

Step forward.

Turn around.

All the way around.

Now, who did you say you worked for?

I'm a freelancer with the Bayside Examiner.

But if your story is as big as you say it is, I will get you front page of the

Times.

Come on.

Your new best friend here is not FBI.

Spoke to the regional director.

He's a heavy hitter, no doubt about it, just not with the Bureau.

Then who?

He wouldn't tell me. He just said, make no mistake, Mr. Quill's authority is not

to be questioned.

This guy's a spook.

Hey, I thought you people weren't allowed to operate within the United

You don't want to go there, sir.

Water's way over your head.

Don't move.

Press card. Where's your press card? I left it back in my bag.

It didn't even occur to you you might need to show me some identification?

I thought I should come empty -handed.

So who's the managing editor at the Times?

Beats me. He's a little out of my league.

Look, I'm a journalism student, top of my class at LMU. A student?

A student?

I don't believe this!

Your story will get the front page. A monkey could put it there. You shut up!

Shut up!

And don't move.

You've got the nerve to send me a student, a schoolgirl up here?

What do I do? I gotta kill this sweet little thing to prove to you that I am

very serious?

That's it, Zach. You're fourth in my hand. I'm bringing in the troops.

No, you'll get her killed. She put herself in this situation, Doctor.

Come on, Quill. Bring him on, buddy.

And I'll show you what you're gonna get.

You brain impaired!

I'm just doing my job. Oh, by drawing fire?

How many lives do you think you endangered?

Mr. Quill, shut up. It's okay.

I wasn't listening.

You just fired on another one of my officers.

I'm ready to blow that pavilion sky high.

If I would have wanted to hit him, I would have hit him.

Besides, you aren't going to make a move as long as I got this pretty little

hostage in here anyway.

You have to move along, sir.

I need to see your incident commander. I'm sorry, this is a restricted area.

Nobody goes in. Look, soldier, you want that guy out of the pavilion, you better

let me talk to your CO.

Come with me.

Talk fast, Mr.

Velasquez. Me and old Zach were in the same black ops unit before he got tagged

for special duty.

I may be the only person alive he trusts.

You think you can talk him down?

It's worth a shot, don't you think?

I think this whole thing is too hard already.

What's to lose by hearing him out?

Oh, Mr. Quill's got plenty to lose.

A lot of people in the game depend on Zack's story never seeing the light.

Torrance was dismissed from the Foreign Service because of his own involvement

in drugs. All this Operation Wipeout stuff is the figment of a psychotic

imagination. Ain't that just what you'd expect him to say?

And what do you get out of this other than a warm feeling of civic pride?

Nothing humane about it. I'm up on an illegal weapons charge.

I get Zach down from there and you make me points with the DA.

No deal.

Get him out of here.

I can walk just fine, sweetie.

I could have been a big help.

But now, who knows what I'll be.

Hang on.

You think you can do this thing?

Go ahead.

You're successful. I'll make sure the charges against you are dismissed.

What are you doing?

Don't second -guess me, Sergeant.

Remember who's in charge here.

Your move.

I'm not going straight over there from here.

I don't want him to put us together.

But when I do, you play it like a total hard -ass.

Deal?

There's something I need you to do.

How's her pulse?

1 .30 and weak.

Skin sign?

She's pale, cool, and moist.

Capillary refill?

Too slow.

In the pavilion.

The woman you shot is dying.

She's a wonderful person.

And I'm going over there to try to help her.

Kill me if you have to.

Okay, guys, listen.

We're going to play a little game here, okay?

Keep your heads down.

Hide your eyes, and let's see how high we can count, okay?

Ready?

One.

Two.

Three.

Four, five, six, seven, eight.

You're going to be okay, Gina.

You risked your life for me.

I had to.

I needed to ask you a question.

What's so important?

Will you marry me?

You mean that?

I guess you have to stick around to find out.

The kids.

The kids are alright.

I think they're in very good hands.

So what else is new?

Can I come in?

He's not here. I know that. Please.

It's very important.

Can I just talk to you for a minute?

What are you looking at?

I was just thinking what he's saying would be if your story never got out.

And why is that?

Because the story must be pretty important for you to do something like

Yes, it is.

But I had no intention of spilling my guts for some schoolgirl.

Maybe I am a schoolgirl.

But I am also sharp and ambitious and the last chance you've got.

If something happens and you never get off this pavilion, do you really want

your story to be lost with you?

Well, you do have talent.

You said something about the CIA financing the Contras.

Helping the Cali cartels ship their coke into South Central. It was called

Operation Wipeout. The agency's denying it, of course. And they'll get away with

it, too.

Because nobody's got the guts to name names.

And that's where I come in.

Because I was there.

Doing what?

Helping the government fight their war on drugs.

Until one day I realized all our targets turned out to be the enemies of the

drug dealers. You understand what I'm saying?

And for that, I got shrapnel in my spine.

And then the shop cut me off like I never even existed.

Zach, let's talk to the cops.

Get a police escort to the local TV station. You can tell your whole story

the 6 o 'clock news, and nobody has to die.

That Mr. Quill out there, he's not here to provide police escort.

You seem to know him pretty well.

Yes, I do.

He was there, too.

Ahoy in the pavilion.

You got a firestorm out here, good buddy.

Yo, Mace, that's you. Raise your head.

10 -4, watchdog.

And the news is nothing but ugly.

Get the hell off this channel.

Negative, Cap.

Listen up, Zack. I got an intelligence report for you on police positions,

firepower, orders, and objectives.

Request permission to approach the pavilion.

Anyone approaching that pavilion will be shot.

Hey, listen here, Quill.

You aren't calling the shots on this beach.

All right, you come on, Mace.

Anybody else out there? If you shoot my man Mace, I'm opening up fire on this

beach.

We're gonna have another hostage.

If any luck, they'll kill each other.

Whoa,

Jackie.

With all this cool stuff you got, you gonna do me with that on the 45?

Make it fast, please.

You got every kind of cop facing you with the same marching orders.

Shoot to kill. Tell me something I don't already know. Quill's gonna make sure

you never open your mouth.

What are you doing up here, mate?

You can still pull it out.

Trade the girl for cash and a chopper.

You can be in Puerto Vallarta shooting mezcal before sunset.

Oh, mate, mate, mate.

You made a deal, didn't you?

You talked me down from here.

You turned me over to them.

Then they dropped the weapons charge on you in that ride.

I wouldn't sell you out, man.

Then how come Quill didn't kill you when he had the shot?

Or was that part of the deal you rehearsed? No way, man. I want to stick

these pigs as much as you do.

Hey, Quill.

I've got your rat up here.

Want me to call an exterminator?

No, no. I've got that part of it covered.

Would you tell me something?

Did you make a deal with it, Dirtbag?

You got me, Zach.

You're just too smart for it.

He's lying.

Somebody's lying.

It

was him or me.

You sold him out.

Well, look on the bright side.

You've still only got one hostage.

Gina.

Gina, talk to me.

She's not breathing. She's in a rest.

You guys keep counting. Be brave.

Peach?

Start CPR.

Ready? One.

Two.

She's in full arrest!

We need to get her out of here!

Well, Sergeant Calloway, you still believe in the touchy -feely approach?

You're the one who caused the first casualty. Look, if we don't get that

ALS soon, she's gonna die.

Yeah, that's all slipping away from me.

Elaine, is that you?

Please, Zach.

I know you think what you're doing is right. All right, Quill.

Is this your idea?

That dubious honor belongs to Sergeant Calloway. Well, it won't work.

Now, you get her out of here now.

Zach, someone wants to talk to you.

Hi, Daddy.

Hi, Casey.

Listen, sweetheart.

You take Mommy, and you go on home and you wait for me, okay?

Why are you doing that?

Oh, baby, sometimes things are just too hard to explain to you, okay?

You always say the truth, Daddy.

Yeah, that's right.

And Daddy loves you.

Now, you be a big girl, and you take Mommy home, and you wait for me.

Can the other kids come, too? They're not bad.

All right. All right.

If that's what you want, sweetheart, all right.

Okay, guys, come on. Come on, I want you to run to these other cops over here.

Run, D. Run.

Stay together.

What about Tina? I don't think he's going to open fire in front of his

Let's get her out of here.

No! I said just the kids!

Torrance, you hurt that girl and you'll be written off as a lunatic.

Nobody will listen to a word you have to say.

Hey, Sergeant, I'm already gone. Don't you understand?

Now, I'm going to give you a five count to clear my family out of here.

That goes one, two, three.

God help you, Zach.

Mr. Torrance, wait.

All right, here is the deal.

I want a chopper.

need more time than that this is not a negotiation i said five minutes and five

minutes i mean at the end of that time i'm gonna start picking off soft targets

at random what's it gonna be quill there's one thing we can try zach

if you start killing people these cops will chop you up like dog food your

dies with you and this whole thing is meaningless do you really want your

daughter to remember you

But my dad was shot down when I was Casey's age.

I don't even remember what he looked like.

At least I'll have one thing he didn't have.

I'm not going to die alone.

All right, Torrance, you got it. The chopper and news crew are on their way

I've instructed the troops to pull out on my signal.

Yes!

There's a condition.

What condition?

A trade -off.

We'll send in an officer, unarmed.

You give up the girl and let the rest of the people on the beach clear out.

Not a chance.

Like you said before, this is not a negotiation.

The clock is ticking, Zack.

We're prepared to launch a full -out assault and we're not going to say one,

two, three, go.

Please, Zack.

I'm not ready to die.

Send in your man.

Turn around, real slow.

All right, now the cop.

Okay, Chris, go.

Okay, get him in.

Move it out.

All right, can you roll?

Get it in gear now.

Come here.

Let her go.

Uh -uh, hero.

Now, you're not calling the shots in here.

I am.

Yeah. On your knee.

Hands behind your head.

Whatever you say.

Now, sweetheart, it's been real nice knowing you.

Now, you live yourself a full life, okay?

Take it easy, Alan.

I knew there was something I liked about you.

Why'd you shoot him? I had it under control.

Maybe.

Maybe not.

Couldn't take the chance.

Alright everybody, enough of this filthy stuff.

Party time. Come on, let's show them how we do it.

Pretty romantic story.

I'll say.

To think that any good came out of that nightmare.

Amazing.

Did you ever get any idea of what Operation White Belt was about?

Officially nothing.

Unofficially. Nothing.

And Quill? His cover's so deep, he doesn't even exist.

Do you want to dance?

My pleasure.

Nighttime turned to rainy day But blue skies

are coming my way

Don't try to talk it down.

Why everyone wags on my town.

The fantasy, it works for me.

Take a look around.

Just another day in L .A.

She's more than me.

Anybody thinks she is free.

Someday.

What is it now?

Just another day.