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Look, you guys wouldn't mind
moving down, would you?

Yeah, we would. Get lost.

Sorry, sir,
I can't do that, sir.

You see, sir, this is
my favorite chair, sir.

Now move over or I'm going
to have to kick your ass. Sir.

What's the problem,
fellas? Huh?

There's lots
of other chairs here.

Look at that, Ricky.

A jarhead who can speak.

I'm very impressed.

Guess he's not
as dumb as he looks.

Well...

Well, it looks like we got
a couple clowns here. Hm?

Being all I can be.

Yeah.

Maybe you boys want
to take it outside.

Let's do it.

Okay. What about here?

What the hell are you doing,
Leo?

Just taking care of business.

Leo, you traitor!

Thanks, Leo.

Go get the Jeep.

Corporate Adventure Specialist?

Kind of has a nice ring to it,
don't you think?

Been getting bookings
all afternoon.

I'm not going to be fighting off
any groupies, am I?

Uh, honey, I am not a rock star,
per se.

That's true.
I've heard you sing.
Ouch.

Are you sure this is a good time

for us to be leaving
on our honeymoon?

Hey, no.
I know what you were doing.

You were trying to get me
to back out of this

just so you don't have to go.
You can forget it.

You think you know me so well?
That was not my intent.

You know what?
We wait any longer,

we can call our honeymoon
our anniversary.

I'm just asking, that's all.

Yeah, well, we could've added on
another room to this house

with our
cancellation fees alone.

And, by the way, I bought you
a little something today.

Hm. Always thinking of me.

Yeah, well,
it's nothing, really.

You're an ice princess,
admit it.

No, I'm not.

I can't just jump into the sack
with someone

without knowing him first.
Why not?

If you're not looking for a
relationship, who cares?

It's fun.

You see, that is the difference
between men and women.

Its the difference
between me and you.

I've been with some women who
were fine with it.

Yeah, but after how many drinks?

That's cold.

You're still dieting?

It's just a reunion. Have some
confidence, for God sakes.

You look great.

It's not just a reunion.

I'm on a mission here.

Chris Thornton has no idea
what she threw away.

Chris Thornton dumped
you 20 years ago

and you're still
holding a grudge?

Thought we chased the psychos.

She's probably raising chickens
in Iowa.

She lives in Portland.

You did a background check
on her?

Two kids, husband, John.

You're sick.

Can I help you?

Hi.

Agent Taylor, I'm looking
for Alex MacGregor.

Oh, Grant, I got to go.

Yeah. I love you.

That is positively the most
beautiful man I have ever seen.

Owen?
Hi.

Agent Taylor.

I'd like you to meet
Courtney Robinson,

advance team responsibilities,

and Brett MacIntosh,
scheduling for the President.

Pleasure.
Likewise.

Glad to have you part
of the team.

Thank you.

Owen will be the team leader
on motorpool.

Oh, great.

I trust your move was okay?

California's a long ways away.

Ah. It's not that hard when you
only have a suitcase.

That's it?

Yeah. I left everything with my,

uh, ex in San Francisco.

Oh. Uh, sorry to hear that.

The, uh, the break-up
was mutual.

We're still friends.

It's just way easier
to leave everything behind.

Chance to start fresh,
decorate something new.

Why don't you come
into my office?

I'll bring you up to speed.
Okay.

Nice to meet you two.

If there's anything that I, uh,
that we can do to,

just let us know.

Okay. That'd be great.

Careful, ice princess.

You're melting.

Got that guy halfway
into the sack already.

I do not.

Come on, give me a break.

And a little FYI.

You're wasting your time anyway.

Guy's gay.

No, he's not.

Excuse me?

An ex in San Francisco?
Decorate?

Not a wrinkle in his suit?
What do you need, a neon sign?

You know,
if I didn't know any better,

I would think you were jealous.
Please. Of him?

What's he got
that I haven't got?

Sorry.
I don't have all day.

I'm not used to it.

I felt ambushed.

All those cameras flashing
in my face.

And this one fellow,

I knocked the camera
right out of his hand.

I didn't mean to break it.

Can't blame them for wanting
to take pictures.

You're a beautiful woman.

I just had lunch with four
breast cancer survivors.

Isn't that a better picture

than the woman
the President's dating?

Yes, but unfortunately,
it goes with the territory.

Why don't you let me arrange
for some kind of security?

Jonathan, it's not that.

I just feel like my life has
become more about

what I look like
and what I'm wearing

than the work I've been doing
for the last 20 years.

I don't know what
to tell you.

I'm sort of
committed to this job.

And I am to mine.

What are you saying?

I don't know.

I guess it's just got me
thinking about us.

You know, there are times
when I can't stand

the public scrutiny either.

But I don't let it get in the
way of the things

that are important to me.

Thank you.

Here's a list of all
service departments,

as well as the entire inventory,

including the vehicles
at Camp David.

I'll need to be briefed
following your own evaluation

of motorpool.

Okay.

Jess.

Hey, Alex.

Come on in.

I thought you'd be here
this afternoon.

Oh, I skipped my last class.

That's on a need-to-know basis.

Ah. Otherwise code for
don't-tell my-father.

I see.

Jess, this is Agent Owen Taylor,
new with the team.

Very nice to meet you.

Likewise. Hey,
if we're done here, Alex,

there's a lot
I can get started on.

Sure. Get settled in.
We'll talk later.

Okay.

He is so hot.

Seems to be
the consensus around here.

Are you ready
for your birthday bash?

I can't wait.

Molly's dad arranged
for the Deftones to play.

I know. I had to clear them.

So what's up?

Well, there were some more
people that I wanted to invite,

but Debra told me
it was too late.

I'll see what I can do.

Any terrorists among them?

Just two.

Oh, while you're here,
give me your security pass.

I'm going to hook you
into a global positioning system

that we've started using.

Everyone's getting them,
even Grant.

That's just what I need another
gadget from you guys.

Let's me know where you are
at all times.

Why don't you just put
a videocam on my forehead?

Not a bad idea.
We'll work on that.

Hey, I may know where you are,

but I don't know
what you're doing.

Do I have to?

I don't know.
It kind of depends.

Good, okay.

Hey, do you know
where my dad is?

Well, look at how
easy this works.

The Green Room.

Who's with him?

It's her, isn't it?

They're having lunch together.

Has she spent the night yet?

That's on a need-to-know basis.

Hi, Dad.

Hey. This is a nice surprise.

I thought you weren't coming
until later.

Oh, no. The professor
canceled my last class.

Be nice.

Hi, Kathy.

Mm. Hello, Jess.

Nice dress.

Thank you.

Happy birthday.

Oh, uh, actually, it's not
for a few more days,

but thanks anyway.

[♪♪♪♪♪♪]

Grant?

I thought we'd start
the honeymoon early.

Hey, this place in Mexico
is going to be great.

I mean, we can go
horseback-riding

right on the beach,
snorkeling in the lagoon.

Give me you glass.

Para-sailing.

Windsurfing.

Rock climbing.
I mean it's all...

What, did you memorize
the brochure?

Very funny.

I'm just really looking
forward to this.

Good.

Thank you.
Aren't you?

You know, I was thinking we
should just tell everyone

we left town and just stay here
in front of the fire. Hm?

That'd be fun.

Hey.

Oh. No, I didn't mean that.

I mean, that part,
that part is good.

That's...
You know.

Two thumbs up, way up.
Um...

Just promise me one thing:
no schedule, all right?

What? Me, schedule?
Look at you.

You're the one with the
Palm Five X all the time.

Give me that.

Hey, don't mess with it, okay?

You know, I...
I know how it'll be.

Horseback riding at 9,
snorkeling at 11,

windsurfing at 3:15...

That is not a honeymoon,
Grant, that is boot camp.

I mean, if you want
to do all those things,

I am so okay with it.

I just want to dig my feet
into the sand

and sip my margarita.

Okay. I'll tell you what.
I'm going to make a deal.

Only one appointment every day.

And what would that be?

1:00, nap.

Ooh.

Morning.

Morning.

What's different?
Excuse me?

There's something different
about you. What is it?

Beats me.
You're wearing make-up.

Am not.
Yes, you are.

No, I'm not.
Yes, you are.

So?
So?

I thought you said it
was a waste of time.

Designed by men to make women
feel insecure with aging.

I changed my mind.
It's no big deal.

It's my face.
Put on make-up for him.

I can't believe this.

You must really have
the hots for the guy.

Keep it down.
I do not.

Fraternizing with a fellow
service officer is strictly

against the code,
Agent Robinson. You know that.

I wonder who's got
the new wheels?

Figures.

All the good ones.

Wow.

You scrub up real good.

You have the I.D.'s?

Yeah.

Captain Joseph White.

That suits me.

Good.

Now all we need is a picture.

Everything else ready?

Yeah. Lee was just, uh, waiting
for us at the base.

I said I'd call him
before we left.

Good.

Now it's your turn.

[SHAVER BUZZING]

ID's, please.

Move on.

It's packed.

Perfect.

You know what
to do with the bags.

Yep.

Let's go.

[TIMER TICKING]

NEWSCASTER: Although reports
are sketchy,

the death toll of officers at
Fort Greene

could rise to as many as 30.

While America grapples to make
sense of this cowardly act

of terrorism,
the President is making plans

to visit the scene.

I was wondering how long it
would take you to get here.

We have to discuss this.

One minute, Alex.

Please make sure to give Senator
Latt my regrets.

We'll reschedule
as soon as I get back.

Yes, sir.

Alex, I've made up my mind.

I don't like the idea of you
going there when the bomber

hasn't been apprehended yet.

Bomber or not, I'm not going
to be scared off.

It's my place to be there.

There are obvious security
problems with the base.

God knows what we've been
through together,

but I keep going back to what I
went through

when Jess was kidnapped.

That horrible sense of loss.

I need to go.

I need to be there
for the soldiers

as well as their families.

And I need to make a statement
that I will not tolerate acts

of violence against our
servicemen and women.

With all due respect, sir,

I'm concerned there
isn't enough prep time.

If we could just delay another
48 hours then...

Why are we even discussing this?

You're supposed to be going on
your honeymoon.

I'm rescheduling.

Alex, for Pete's sake.

You've surrounded yourself
with a good team.

Let them do their job.

Thank you, sir,
but not this time.

I just spoke to Judd Walters,
the FBI agent

in charge
of the investigation there.

So far, 26 are confirmed dead,

but the count could go higher.

They even found some dog tags
without bodies.

Anyone stepping up to bat?

No. They're afraid it could be
an inside job, though.

Someone on the base.
They're looking

for a First Lieutenant
Doug Kingsley.

He was one of the last people
to exit the base

prior to the explosion.

If it was a timed explosive,
whoever did it

could've left
the base hours before.

Maybe. They can't seem to find
Kingsley anywhere.

And the fact that he's also a
demolitions expert

has raised a few suspicions.

Yeah. And I'd also like to
mention the names

and ranks of all
the soldiers that died

in the blast in the speech.

That'd be great. Thanks, Ron.

What's wrong?

I'm bummed. I just heard you're
going to Portland.

Yeah. They're having a memorial
service for all the soldiers

who were killed
and I have to be there.

I was going to tell you,
I just haven't had the chance.

I'm sorry about the party.

No, it's okay.

I mean, I understand.

It's just not going
to be the same without you.

Thanks, honey.

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

Yes, Leslie?

Miss Yarnell's on the phone,
shall I put her through?

Please.

Hi.

Hi.

I just saw the news.

It's horrible, isn't it?

Yeah, it's such a waste.

Listen, I'm just leaving
the university.

You wanted to talk to me?

Yeah. Uh, I'm leaving
for Portland in a few hours.

I know it's not going to be a
fun-filled weekend,

but what's the possibility
of you going with me?

I could use the support.

Yes. I'll go with you.

I sense a "but."

Look, Jonathan, it's going
to be my last.

Katherine, for the first time
since Julie passed away,

I've met someone who I wanted
to be involved with.

I'm not giving up on you.

Please don't give up on me.

Can we talk about this
on the way out there?

Yeah, sure.

Hey.
Hi.

I, um, I talked
to the travel agent.

She started laughing.

Oh. I'm sorry, Grant.

We'll reschedule
when I get back.

No, we won't.

It's the same old thing, Alex.

Look, it goes
with the territory.

Yes, it does.

But deep down inside,
I actually think you're happy

about not going.

What is that supposed to mean?

You don't want to go anywhere
except for work.

Think about it. I mean, even
when you have the flu

you don't take a sick day.

You and I being married
is an adjustment for me.

I didn't plan
on falling in love.

It was nowhere on my goal sheet.

It just happened.

Oh, thanks for squeezing me in.

Well, Grant, I'm sorry.

You know I couldn't be happier,

but I have worked my entire life
to get where I am

and I'm not
about to throw it away.

I can't. It's who I am.

I need you to understand that.

I do. You know what?
I understand that.

I'm not asking you to throw
anything away,

but I am tired of you

constantly putting our
relationship on hold.

You know what, Alex?

There will always
be something, always.

You need to find a balance.

We're here today to pay tribute
to the men and women

who are the protectors
of our liberty.

This act of violence reminds us

that even when we
are not at war,

members of our military
sometimes give their lives

while working
to preserve peace.

I want to say to their families
and to all the families

who lost their
loved ones here...

Did, uh, did you
invite Vinnie Terranova?

You know, he is such a hottie.

Have I ever let you down?

Well...
Shut up, no.

Hey, Jess.
Mind if I click on MTV?

I need a Carson Daly fix.

Yeah, go ahead.

The remote's over there
somewhere.

Where?

I don't know.
Check the couch or something.

Hey, Hannah, hold on a sec.

I want to hear
what my dad's saying.

We are grateful for their
heroic service

and we will not rest
until those who...

Do I look all right?

Push me up.

Yeah.

The President has concluded
and General Fleming,

the Commander of the base,

has motioned for the 21
gun salute to commence.

So, is this where they killed
all those people?

Mm-hm.
Ready!

Aim!

Fire!

[GUNFIRE]

What do you think?

She looks ridiculous.

Because it looks stupid.

I like it.
It's mysterious, you know?

Oh, my God.

Something just happened.

I really can't tell because
of the salute,

but I do know
that the President is down.

There are agents everywhere.

It looks like the President
has been hit.

Oh, my God.

Let's go! Move!

Doctor Morrissey?

Yeah. What's his BP?

80 over 40 and dropping.

Pulse 140, respiration 50.

Here we go.

We'll take it from here.

I need this room cleared.
Everyone out.

Now!

Sorry. Can't let you in here.

You too.

He's my responsibility.

Not any more.

One, two, three.

Alex?

Alex, you all right?

You're bleeding.

Oh, my God.
Were you hit?

It's still sketchy,
but unconfirmed reports

indicate that the assassin,

seen here being escorted
to the ambulance behind me,

was wounded by two secret
service agents

during the shooting attack
on the President.

We are still waiting
for the confirmation

as to the extent
of the President's injuries.

As soon as we have
that information

we will follow it up
with you, Mike.

There's been no change.

But I want you to know the
doctors are doing

everything they can, Jess.

Doctor Morrissey is
the trauma surgeon

who attended to the President
when he first arrived.

He's one of the best
in the country.

he's seen a lot
of these kind of cases.

He'd like to have
a word with you.

And Doctor Lawrence
is on his way.

I just want to see my dad.

I'm so sorry, Jess.

Can I please be alone
with my father?

Please, Daddy.

Don't give up.

Please, don't give up.

I was watching
the speech on TV.

Oh, my God.

I couldn't stop it, Grant.

I tried.

Hey, you're not blaming yourself
for this, are you?

He's my responsibility.

Yeah, but it's not like you were
taking a nap on the job.

You can't do everything.

Then I shouldn't
be doing this job.

Great.

It's just what you'd love,
isn't it.

Well, if you came down here
to take me home,

you can forget it.

I'm going to find out
what the hell happened.

Alex, what are you biting
my head off for?

I'm down here because
I am worried about you.

Well, I'm okay.

Well, thanks for the update.
I guess I can go home now.

Stop it. You know, don't play
tough with me, Alex.

I know what's going on
inside your head.

I'm sorry.

The doctor says
you have a concussion.

Oh, I bumped my head
when I grabbed the President.

But I'm okay. Believe me.

What are you doing?

I'm going to go.

Alex, it is 3:00 in the morning.

There is nothing that you can
accomplish right now.

It can wait until morning.

Jess, as your dad's physician,

I've entrusted
Doctor Morrissey here,

who's the top surgeon
at Portland General,

to operate on your father.

I'll consult with him,
of course,

and assist during the operation.

Look, I just want to know
if he's going to be okay.

The bullet came very close
to his heart.

It's lodged near his spine.

He's got internal bleeding,

so it's imperative
that we operate

as soon as he's stabilized.

I wish I could sound
more positive,

but at this time we're really
in a state of limbo.

He's strong and in good shape.

Good things to have
in our court.

I'll tell you this much,

if that agent hadn't moved
as quickly as she did,

he'd be dead.

Jess.

Alex.

Hey.

Thank you.
Ow.

Oh, are you okay?
Yeah. No, I'm fine.

If there's anything you need,
anything...

I know, I know. Alex, thank you
so much for being there.

Oh, of course.

Alex, Judd Walders with the FBI
is here, downstairs.

Why don't you get Brett and Owen
and meet me down there.

Sure.
Thanks.

Hey.

He's going to pull through this.

I know he is.

I'll talk to you later.

Yeah. I'm going to hang around
here for a while.

Okay.

See you later.

Bye.

Judd.

The shooter's been identified
as First Lieutenant Leo Dade.

Served as a communications
expert with the 4th,

25th and 6th Marine regiments

before he became
Marine scout sniper.

Sniper school, Camp Pendleton.

Now his weapon of choice
was a Dragunov Sniper System.

Great. We trained him.

You think the bombing was a lure
to get the President down here?

Absolutely.

Walk with me.

We found Leo's dog tag
in the officers club

after the explosion.

Thought he was one
of the victims.

He was definitely trying
to cover his tracks.

Wasn't there another tag found,
as well?

Yeah. A Joseph White.

Uh, forensics are running DNA
checks on several body parts

to see if he was
really in there.

What's Dade's condition?

Uh, doctors expect
a full recovery.

He's at Burnside, but I'm
transferring him this afternoon

to a more secure location.

Any background information
on him?

Uh, just what I told you.
The rest is coming in.

You know,
Brett and Courtney told me

that the shooter
got off one shot.

Is there any evidence
of a second shooter?

Not that we know of. Why?

Well, I'm not sure.

It's all a bit foggy.

[GUN SHOTS]

I thought I heard a snap.

Sounded like a bullet,
a second shot maybe.

No evidence that we found.

You got any sound guys handy?

Yeah, Burch. He's good.

Have him meet me
at the field office.

Oh, and talk to the news guys.

I want to get a look
at what they taped

from every angle.

Enlarge the second image.

Now slow it down.

Play it back to the moment
the President got shot.

I hear the shot
that hit the President,

followed by two more rounds,
but distant.

This will be your agents
taking out Dade.

And there's the turnaround
with the gun salute.

Okay. Freeze.

You guys see that?

The base of the flagpole.

What is that?

Could've been a bullet.

The honor guards' rounds have
drowned out all other sound.

I'm sure that was the intent.

Maybe it's nothing.

I'm going to get Grant
out there anyway.

Get his eyes on this.

He sees things
other people don't.

After Dade helped blow up
the Officers' Club,

he couldn't risk
leaving the base

and getting back on undetected.

He was supposed to be dead.

So he must've stayed
in that building over there

till it was time.

Where'd he shoot from?

The attic, over there.

I was standing just behind

and to the left
of the President,

when I saw a bunch of pigeons
taking off from the roof.

My first thought was something
spooked those birds.

So I sent Brett and Courtney
to have a look.

It's a good thing you did.

Dade had dodged
our infrared scanners

with camouflage netting
and deflectors.

So when Brett and Courtney got
there, everything seemed fine.

After hearing something,
they went to investigate.

Dade had timed the 21 gun
salute to drown out his shot.

He was going to hit
the President

on the second round.

Luckily, Brett and Courtney
were there just before.

He went for it anyway.

Shooter!

This is where we dropped.

Were you already down when you
heard the other shot?

Yeah.

Do you think this could be
a bullet hit?

It looks fresh.

Although it could've
just been scraped

when they were setting up
for the memorial service.

I, uh, I don't know.

You're the expert tracker
and that's the best you can do?

I read paw prints, uh,
not bullet marks.

I'm sorry about our honeymoon.

I'm also sorry I snapped
at you at the hospital.

It's okay.

I'll let you make it up to me.

I look forward to it.

I got to get going.

I'm supervising
Dade's transfer to County.

Can I drop you off at the hotel?

No. It's okay.

I think I'm going to nose around
out in the woods for a while.

MAN: All units at Burnside
Hospital, maintain positions.

Leo Dade is being secured
for transfer.

Any luck out there?

Not yet. Grant's looking
around the woods. How about you?

Dade say anything?

No. They're ready
to bring him down.

There you are, Leo.

Now where's my other friend?

There you are.

Where's the transfer van?

Pulling up now.

Get the all clear
then let's move him out.

[CELLULAR PHONE RINGING]

MacGregor. Hi, Grant.

I found tire tracks and I found
how they got into the base.

Yeah, I'm going to continue
to look around.

Come on, MacGregor, hurry up.

I'll get a team
to the perimeter fence

to take molds of the tire tracks
and footprints.

Damn it.

He's been hit!

Been hit! He's hit!

Anybody see anything?

Outside! Now!

We have a shooter!
Code seven! We have a shooter!

I want this block secured!

Get a chopper in the air.
We need some eyes on this.

Block off the entrance
to the freeway at 7th Street.

Damn it.

Nothing, Alex.

The shooter disappeared
without a trace.

We scoured the whole area.
Not a shell casing or witness.

Not a thing.

Great.
Sorry.

Hey, you okay?

I want this guy bad.

He was here before we were.

Probably had some kind
of anti-infrared detection suit,

or camouflage, remain still,
scanners,

everything would have
missed him.

He knows what he's doing,
that's for sure.

Why just one shot then?

I mean, he would have plenty
of opportunity up there.

Fire repeatedly, it's easier
to trace the source,

run a higher risk
of detection.

It's not over. He's going to try
this again.

Alex.

Judd's got his guys finishing
the molds of the footprints

and tire tracks
that Grant found.

He said they'll be able to start
cross-referencing the prints

with local tire stores
and dealers

within a couple of hours.
Good.

The tire tracks show some kind
of irregularities on the treads.

My guess is either sap
or tar stucco.

Thanks. I'll have the guys down
at the lab run an IUC test

on them as well.

Any luck here?

Got a dust team looking
for prints up top.

Not likely, though.
This guy's good.

I'm heading back.
I'll stay up in the lab.

I'll keep you posted.
Great. Thanks.

You think it was the same
shooter that took out your guy

at the hospital?

I'll bet our honeymoon on it.

Hey, could you bet
something else?

I mean, our honeymoon
needs as much help

as it can get right now.

Thanks.

For what?

Not bad for a guy
who just reads paw prints.

Thanks for your help.

You owe me.

These photos are from Leo Dade's
quarters at Fort Greene.

Most of the people photographed

with Leo are military personnel,
friends of his here on the base.

Got the M.P.'s helping us I.D.
everyone we can.

Yeah, this guy really has
hunting in his blood

from deer to the President.

Probably mount both heads
on the wall if he could.

What is it?

There's a reflection
of something

in the truck's window.

Scan it.

See what you can pull out.

I just spoke with the FBI.

The tires on the getaway vehicle

are definitely not
military issue.

So what were they?

Stock issued to Chevrolet vans
five, six years ago.

And Grant was right about the
irregularities maybe being sap.

Are we running any tests yet?

Already did. It comes from a
type of tree

that's only indigenous
to three areas here in Portland.

I'm running address checks
with the local DMV

to see who owns
all the Chevrolet vans

in those areas.
Good.

We also ran
the projectile possibilities

of the bullet that killed Dade.

You were right, Alex.
It probably came

from the parking lot.

We're gathering
eyewitness accounts now.

Two people think they may have
seen a van parked

in that same area.

Alex, you might want to come
check this photo out.

The reflection is
of a cabin wall.

It looks like
something's drawn on it.

There is.

And it's very patriotic.

Freedom Fighters.

I thought they fell apart years
ago after that kidnapping

incident with Jess.

Apparently not.

And it doesn't seem like
their agenda's changed either.

Saw the news. That was
a hell of a shot.

You got the same thing
planned for me?

Don't get caught.

You know, for someone who wants
to put the Freedom Fighters

back together again,
you're not making it

very inviting
for new recruits.

He knew the risks.

From them!

Not from you.

When me and Leo
hooked up with you,

you promised us an alliance.

A strong family, you said.

The new America.

I got news for you, Adam.

This isn't it.

I'm out.

What? Are you going
to kill me too?

You know the deal, Rick.

Once you're in, you're in.

Yeah.

Alex?

Here's the ransom demand tape
from when Jess was kidnapped.

Thanks.

You think the same Freedom
Fighters are behind this?

We're not sure. When Jess was
kidnapped,

there was a guy waiting down
river to pick everyone up.

Jess thought she heard the guys
calling him Carter.

We never found him.

You know, they, uh,
had us review it

in hostage negotiations
training.

Really?

As a matter of fact, we had
to study every move you made.

Didn't realize you were
such an icon, did you?

Can I confess something?

I'm not a priest, but go ahead.

You were, uh, my inspiration

to get
on the presidential detail.

Looking for a promotion already.

I'm not after brownie points.
just, uh...

I just have a lot
of respect for you.

Well, thank you.

I just want you
to know that...

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

MacGregor here.

I'll be right over.

they're taking the President
into surgery.

Hey.

Alex, they're taking the bullet
out right now.

I know.

And Doctor Lawrence said
that it could take hours.

He needs you to be strong now.

I am not like him.

Yes, you are.

You're exactly like him.

You think?

You're stubborn as hell.

It's all right.

It's going to be okay.

At 10:52 p.m.
Pacific Standard Time,

the President
of the United States,

Jonathan William Hayes,

died during surgery.

This nation has suffered
a devastating blow.

I repeat: the President
is dead.

This nation has suffered
a devastating blow.

I repeat,
the president is dead.

Jess.

Jess.

Jessica. Jessica.

Your father's a tough guy.

He pulled through okay.

Oh, thank you.

Thank you for everything.

You're welcome, honey.

Can I... Can I see him?

No, not just yet,

but I'll come
and get you, okay?

He's going to be fine.

He's going to be okay.
I know.

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

Alex.

Stop it.
What?

You're looking for an excuse
to punish yourself

for something that was
beyond your control.

You can't be everywhere.

It's all I think about.

Rule number one:

don't get emotionally attached
to those you protect.

I have.

He's become a good friend.

I should have insisted
on buying more time

before coming down here.

You think differently
with friends.

You let your guard down.

I always thought
when you cared about someone,

you might want to
protect them more.

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

MacGregor.

Okay. Pick me up
in front of the hotel.

FBI found the van.

So when did they
clear out of here?

I don't know.

This house is my mom's,

and she had a hard time
keeping it up after my dad died,

so she moved in with me.

We thought we'd rent it.

That's when we met Rick.

He had no right to use this van.
It was locked in the garage.

I never said
he could use it.

You ever see anyone else
here with Rick?

[SIGHS]

There was this guy
that helped him move in.

I was here just grabbing
a few of my mom's things.

The guy have a name?

Yeah, uh...

Adam.

I'm sorry.
I forget his last name.

Adam something.

Carter!
That was the guy's last name.

Carter.

Military cuts.

I bet that's
Lieutenant Kingsley.

Hm.

And probably
Lieutenant White.

It came from
the vending machine.

I couldn't find a candle,
but happy birthday, Jess.

Bet I know what you wished for.

Actually, I made two wishes.

One for my dad
to be all right.

And the other
for you to forgive me.

I haven't even given you a
chance at trying to be a friend.

Well, it...

It's got to be tough

seeing your dad with someone
other than your mom.

My dad married a year
after my parents were divorced.

I've had a problem with...

With every woman I thought
my dad was interested in.

At one point,
I even accused Alex

of having an affair with him.

Alex?
I know.

Exactly.

I know that my mom would want
my dad to be happy.

And I can see it in his eyes
with you.

Come in.

There you go.

This him?
Adam Carter.

Did four years
in the Service.

Special ops, recon
and sniper detail.

Used him overseas a lot.

Went AWOL three years ago

after a knifing incident
with another soldier.

There's also some other
information here

that you might find interesting

about our second shooter theory.

I'm listening.

Carter's half-brothers
were the two Freedom Fighters

you killed rescuing Jess
on that rafting trip.

So the second bullet
was meant for me.

Hi.

Hi.

How are you feeling?

Like I've been hit by a truck.

I bet.

How long have I been out?

Three days.

Is Jess okay?

Oh, she's scared.

I don't see any scratches.

You guys getting along?

Oh, yeah.

We're just fine.
Mm.

Oh, Daddy.

Mm-hm.

Owen.

Yeah, we'll talk about the
details tomorrow. Thanks.

Looks like we might be able

to transfer the president
back to Washington tomorrow.

You're not wasting any time.
I don't like it here.

Coordinate for the helicopter
to be on standby

to transfer him
to Air Force One.

It'll be sometime
in the afternoon.

I've arranged for the medical
team to assist him back to D.C.

Courtney has the list.

She'll let you know
as soon as they clear.

You got it.

Excuse me.
I'm sorry.

Mm.

Should I say thank you?

It's more action than I've
gotten in the last year.

You wanted to see me?

Yeah. It looks like
we'll be leaving tomorrow.

I want you to work
the advance notice. No press.

Sure. You look exhausted.

Ugh. That was 10 hours ago.

How's the head?

Well, I haven't died yet.

Whoa. Come on.

You get it?

Yeah, yeah, I got it.

What you wanted?

That's it. Come on.

Finish everything
up at the field office

and I'll meet you
over at the hospital.

Yeah. Okay.

Hey.
Good morning.

How was your workout?

It was good.

The president's
doing much better.

We're going to
take him home today.

Oh, great.

Getting Air Force One
ready right now.

I cannot wait
to get him out of here.

You think he's still in danger?

Mm.

I don't know what
to think anymore.

Who's this?

Adam Carter.

I met his half-brothers on the
river when we went after Jess.

Is he the shooter?

That'd be my guess.

Hm.

He's trying to finish
what they couldn't.

Guess you could say that.

Here you go.

Thank you.

No sugar?

I love you.

I love you.

You want to go back
to the room and, uh...

love on each other?

Yeah.
Yeah?

But I can't right now.

I'm sorry.

You're saving yourself
for the honeymoon.

I'll meet you back
at the hospital.

You can take the car.
I'm being picked up.

Okay.

I'll head over to the hospital
after I take a shower.

A cold one.

I do love you.

You owe me.

Yeah, I do owe you.

Yes.

Oh, do you mind
getting my black bag?

Sure.

Thanks.
Bye.

[ALARM DEACTIVATES]

Excuse me.

Get in.

Easy. Easy.

Easy.

[GUNSHOTS]

"River Guide Hooks Up
With Secret Service Agent

and Saves the President's
Daughter from Freedom Fighters".

What a headline that made.

What do you think
tomorrow's would be?

I don't know.

How about "Disgruntled
Assassin Shoots Himself"?

A sense of humor.

Considering the circumstances,
I actually admire that.

This whole thing is a joke

if you think you're going
to get Alex to come after me.

She's smarter than that.

I must know her better than you.

Those were my brothers you
killed on the river.

They got what they deserved.

I don't think so.

But you will.

[CLICKS]

We'll be using the south
entrance of the hospital

for the transfer.

An ambulance will be out front
with the black and whites.

Any questions?

Okay, then. Let's go.

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

Hey, there.
Where are you? I...

CARTER: Is this the
Secret Service agent

in charge of the president?

That depends. Who's this?

Let me give you a clue.

The bullet with your name on it
came whizzing by your head.

Carter.

Uh-huh.

So I hear you're
leaving us today.

Really? Your information
isn't very reliable.

Hey, don't play me
for stupid, MacGregor.

You'll get burned.

There's someone here
I'd like you to talk to.

Don't do anything he says, Alex.

You okay?

It's the honeymoon
I always wanted.

You got a choice to make,
Miss MacGregor.

If you can get to the dock area
off the 16 Freeway,

let's say in 30 minutes,
and if you come alone,

you get to see
your husband alive.

It's Carter. He's got Grant.

What's he want?
Me.

Find Judd for me.

Grant might still have
his I.D. tag.

If he does, we can use the GPS
system to locate him.

Get on the computer
and find him.

Carter's telling the truth.
He has Grant.

The GPS signal places him
on a boat called the Klassen.

I talked to Judd.

He and his team
are already in motion.

The boat is tied
to the dock.

We're there.

I copy.

Brett, Owen, you copy?

Affirmative. Ready when you are.

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

Yeah?

You're late.

Traffic.

Let me talk to Grant.

Not just yet.

You're making me nervous,
Agent MacGregor.

You haven't asked me
why I'm doing any of this.

Give me some credit.

Two dead brothers,
a lost cause

and you're pissed off
at the world.

It's a long list, I'm sure.

They were all I had left.

You took them away from me.

I may have pulled the trigger,

but I didn't have a choice.

I suggest you take
a long look in the mirror

to see who really killed them.

So, what? Getting rid
of Grant and me makes it even?

Oh, it's far from even.

The Klassen,you see it?

Yeah.

Go park in front of it.

We're onboard, Alex.

How do I know
you just won't shoot me

the minute I get out
of this car?

Please. I'm a sportsman.

Okay, Alex. Almost there.

I'm not getting out of this car
until I speak with Grant.

You already spoke to him.

He's not here, Alex.

I repeat, Grant is not here.

It's just his badge.

[WHISPERING]
It's the honeymoon
I always wanted.

Judd, get out of there now!
It's a trap!

No!

I need medical to Klassen now.

You bastard.

I told you not to
play me for stupid.

Nice surprise though,
wasn't it?

Now that I know
you and I are alone,

there's a warehouse
down to your left.

Your man's on the third floor.

Come and get him.

Conveyor belt.
I'm going to the third floor.

[THUDDING SOUND]

Grant.

I don't know where he is.

I'm going to get you
out of here.

Oh, thank you, baby.

What took you so long?

I'm sorry.

Alex.

It's not Carter.

He's going after the president.

Moving the president
to the south entrance now.

MAN: Copy that.

I want everyone on their toes.
Keep sharp.

Alpha?
Clear.

Beta?
Clear.

Gamma?
Gamma clear.

MAN: Give me a direct!
WOMAN: Get down!

We got him, Alex.
He took the bait.

No one leaves that building
unless they give me I.D., copy?

Building B units move in now!

[HORN BLARING]

[HONKING]

AGENT: May I see your
identification card, please?

Keep moving.

Alex, he's in
an FBI flack suit.

You at the door, turn around!

Now!

Take off your helmet.

Take if off, now!

AGENT: This way, please.

I want everyone's helmet off.

Alex.

The door.

An agent just went through.

Identify these agents!

Come on.

Courtney,
I'm in the maintenance room.

Are there any other
exits out of here?

[STATIC ON RADIO]

Courtney, do you hear me?

[STATIC]

Courtney?

[GASPING IN PAIN]

Courtney, do you copy now?

I hear you, Alex.

He shed the FBI gear.

He's made it outside.

Secure the area.
No one gets out of here.

Understand me? No one.

Copy that, Alex.

He's in the parking plaza
and he's been hit.

Copy, Alex.

Clear! Everyone clear!

Get out of the way!

Carter!

Carter!

Carter!

Put your hands up
where I can see them!

Now!

Carter, turn around. It's over.

Don't make me shoot you.

AGENT 1: Move in.

AGENT 2:
Get a wagon up here, now.

AGENT 3: Hold on.

[POLICE SIRENS WAILING]

[HELICOPTER APPROACHING]

NEWSCASTER:
President Hayes left Portland,
Oregon today,

and landed safely
in Washington, D.C.,

where he was greeted

by cheering crowds
of well-wishers.

Doctors for the president
revealed

that although he'll be in
a wheelchair for some time,

he is expected
to make a full recovery.

Hey, hey, hey.

Good morning.
Hi.

So how was
the class reunion?

You make
Chris Thornton pay?

Nah, she did it
to me again.

How's that?

Didn't even remember
who I was.

One consolation, though.

I had more hair
than anyone else there.

Hey, Jerry.

BRETT: Good morning.

Good morning.

How was the reunion?

Fine.

Oh, I don't think you guys
have met Tom yet.

No, we haven't. Hi.

I'm Brett.
Hi.

This is Courtney.
Hey.

Pleasure.

Tom started graduate school

and I promised our parents
I'd look after him

while he was getting settled.

Oh, you're brothers.

You don't see
a family resemblance?

Oh, yeah. Sure, now I can.

[CLEARS THROAT]

We're on our way
to pick up my ex,

who's coming to town
on business.

We're going to grab lunch.

I was hoping you might be able
to suggest some place.

Nostrianni's, hands down.

Great. Great.

I'm going to go check
on some transport stuff.

Why don't you call
and make a reservation?

I'll just be
a couple of minutes.

Sure.

Tom...

What is Owen's ex's name?

Jamie.

Why?

I'm just curious.

Hm.

[SIGHS]

Dad.

Hurry up. The photographers
are waiting for you.

Look okay?
You look great.

All right. Let's go.

I got it.

Aren't you coming with us?

Sure.

Why not?

Now, Katherine, no beating up
any of the photographers, okay?

Oh, gee, that's too bad.

I've really been practicing
my right hook.

That's cool.
She gets to hit photographers?

Why can't I?

[SPANISH GUITAR PLAYING]

[SINGING IN SPANISH]

Gracias, senor.

I can't believe
that we're really here.

Ah, just what
the doctor ordered.

Mmm.

Honey, where's that suit
that I got you?

Oh.

You mean this thing?
Mm-hm.

Hmm.

Honey.

You owe me.

Okay. I'll make you a deal.

I'll put that on...

Mm-hm.

if you put this on.

[LOUD POPPING]

Sorry.

You'll never really be
on vacation, will you?

Probably not.

But while I'm here...