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there you are.

Good morning.

Happy Mass.

Don't worry, I'm not going to kill you. I didn't see anything.

I know, I know.

There once was a story about a man who could turn invisible.

I thought it was only a story.

Until it happened to me.

Okay, so here's how it works. There's this stuff called Quicksilver that can

bend light.

Some scientist made it into a synthetic gland and that's where I came in.

See, I was facing life in prison and they were looking for a human

So, we made a deal.

They put the gland in my brain, I walked free.

The operation was a success, but that's where everything started to go wrong.

One nation under God, invisible.

See, that's how I learned the pledge as a kid.

Now that I'm grown up and working for Uncle Sam, there's another saying that

makes a little more sense. It's from the Bible. Something about the blind eating

the blind.

Hey, you got to collect all six. You get a free happy meal.

They're commemorative.

Sit.

Woof.

Yesterday, General Erwin McGoldrick, retired war hero, Marine, was executed

point -blank range.

on the fifth hole of his country club's golf course.

Erwin McGoldrick is the father of Alan McGoldrick.

The Alan McGoldrick?

Yes, the software tycoon. He has personally put up a $10 million reward

capture of his father's assassin.

Every one of those dollars is tax -free.

We get to him first.

Get who?

The chameleon.

A world -class terrorist that has filled the void left by Carlos the Jackal.

Really, what void is that? A bad guy named after an animal?

Try international assassin no one's ever seen.

Smartass. Gentlemen, we have a limited window of opportunity.

The chameleon disappears for at least six months after he's hit. Okay, wait.

no one's ever even seen this guy, how are we even sure he's the culprit?

The CIA has offered up their chameleon files on holographic display desks. We

can't afford holographic displays.

Yes, sir. Unfortunately, I've been able to transfer the format to be read by our

tridimensional data viewers.

I'm trying to match some data viewers.

Oh, I love these.

No, no, no. I want the purple.

Now, the first slide is of General McGoldrick.

Next is Barney Goan, a civilian who witnessed the assassination.

What happened to this guy?

Chameleon's a consummate pro with a sick logic.

He only kills people he's contracted to hit. Anyone else gets in his way.

He blinds.

Blinds? Permanently. He uses a blinding laser, a military weapon that has been

banned by the Geneva Convention.

So they can't ID him?

Ever. Throughout his career, the chameleon has assassinated 15 and

Which brings us to how we're going to catch him. The blinded victims are

a random group.

Police, bodyguards, paparazzi photographers.

Therefore, no one had ever thought to look for... The possibility of a

We ran these names through a public search engine. One name surfaced, linked

the others.

Layla Bach, 26, fashion print model.

Nice. Easy, Junior. She's also blind.

Okay, guys, come on, please. A blind fashion model?

It's Layla.

You know Layla?

No, I don't know Leila. Oh, you know Leila. I know her. I mean, she doesn't

I know her, but yeah.

Based on the data that links Miss Bach with three of the chameleon's blinded

victims, we believe that she in turn has a link to the chameleon.

Your mission, and you have no choice but to accept it, is to follow Leila Bach

and see where she leads.

All right, everybody, let's take five.

Beautiful. I love this day.

Come on, man. It's beautiful. The girls and the glamour. Look at this. Look at

this. Well, it's not as glamorous as it looks.

What are you talking about? Were you a model?

That's a lot of things. You know, something's kind of bugging me about the

chameleon. You're a model? All right, let's say he can blind the people who

him. You're a model. Why don't they just describe you to a sketch artist? Why

don't they just describe you to a sketch artist? Answer my question. I'll answer

yours.

Go. All right, a sketch artist is sketching a perp, right?

Is that big or small? The cheeks, the nose, the lips. You know, a blind guy's

really going to help him out. I see. So he can't adjust it. All right.

Wage model?

It's in that chest for local air salons.

I needed the money.

Come on, you can do it.

A little dog -seeker from the past.

Can we stay on task here, please? I'm on task. Oh, I am on task. I'm not the one

asking the stupid questions. That's right.

The right question is, why kill General McAulder, okay?

The guy is a retired general.

He's not really, you know, a primo -political target. Doesn't add up.

No press allowed.

Press?

If I see any press, I'll tell them, okay?

No, look at that, folks. Come on.

They sent me the phone.

You've got to agree with me on this.

Yeah, she's okay.

Yeah, but you know that's not why she's here, right?

Why she is?

Because she's blind.

Gosh. Come on, that shit's more politically correct than a recycled fake

coat.

It's empowerment, folks. It's good for her.

That's crap. It's exploitation.

It's good for them. What are you talking about? Here we go at that time.

Fox, Fox, do me a favor. What? I think maybe you should Quicksilver me. Oh,

really? Let me tell you something. Just a little.

It's just going to be me and a bunch of naked models changing clothes. A little

Quicksilver. Come on, please. Just Quicksilver me. Touch me. Do it. No. Do

Quicksilver.

Okay. I'll be fine. Do it. Really?

Fox. Fox. No, no. Come on. Come on.

Don't. That's not right. I'll give you backup. You see?

Hi, Charlie. Hello, Ms. Bach.

So, how's the show?

Fine, Charlie. How are the engine rings?

First rate.

Thanks, Charlie.

You're welcome, Miss Fox. See you on the night of the evening.

Save some for me next time.

I will. You got it, Fox.

Fox, where'd you go?

96, 96, Phyllis Cove.

You're where?

9696 Fiddler's Cove.

Why are you there?

That's not where she lives.

I'm not going to argue with you. That's where she's at. She just went in the

house. Why don't you follow her? You should follow her. I unfortunately had

use up a little too much Quicksilver on the way over here. You see what you get

for going in without your partner?

Fox,

just sit tight. I'll be right there, all right? Hey, give me a favor. Could you

pick up a six -pack of gonorrhea on the way? All right, no problem.

So, how was your show? You could come by one of these days and see for yourself.

I could introduce you around.

I get jealous of all those people looking at you.

I like to pretend that I'm the only one who gets to.

When are we going to Greece?

Very soon.

I have a little business to finish, and then we're off.

The Parthenon, the Acropolis.

Ah, but they smell great.

Uh, Sue, like...

Got very close to my friend.

You saw my face. That's too close.

Be glad.

You're going to live past this day.

Give me the police!

Should I call the police?

No! Why not?

Don't call them.

We have to go. Now.

What happened? I heard someone scream.

What are you doing with the phone? I was scared something happened to you. I

called the police.

No!

Don't believe what you hear.

Hey!

Oh, God.

Fox, Fox!

You all right?

You okay?

I can't see anything.

I can't see anything.

I hold very, very still.

I'm sure you have a lot of questions.

Actually, just one.

Am I ever going to see you again?

With time and treatment, yes. Yes, I think there's a very good chance.

You got very lucky considering the weapon used.

Lucky? Extremely.

If you had turned your head a split second later, or if fear hadn't

the quicksilver gland... What the hell has the gland got to do with anything?

All right, all right. Let me explain.

Okay.

Eye tissue absorbs energy from the laser. It converts it to heat. The

temperature rises to the boiling point of water in a second, and pop goes your

eyeball.

Thanks for that image.

But the cooling effect of the quicksilver halted the thermal process.

The corneas took the brunt of the damage, but they can rebuild.

If your retinas had been hit, you'd be blind forever.

My gland saved you.

Well, be sure to thank it for me. I'm doing that right now.

Now, I need to see if your condition has affected your ability to quicksilver.

Can you go invisible?

I can see.

No. Clara, I can see.

I'm looking at your hand right now. I can see.

Interesting.

The man you knew wasn't the man you knew.

I don't believe it.

Believe it. What else do you want to know?

We've confirmed that the dates of your boyfriend's business trips correspond

with the high -profile assassinations that Interpol has attributed to the

chameleon. And if that doesn't convince you, I'll introduce you to my partner,

who your darling wine dealer may have permanently blinded.

Claude wouldn't hurt a fly.

We ran a check on the name Claude Escoffier, born Paris, France, 1960.

And he died there in 1979.

Now, listen, I'm going to need some kind of description from you.

Maybe you could sculpt like a plaster bust of his... I'm sorry, Miss Buck.

I know this is hard.

Is there anything we could do for you?

Within reason.

What was the name of the man who was blinded?

Fawkes.

Darien Fox.

May I speak to him?

Okay. All right. All right. I need to find out what's going on.

Please. Goodness.

Ow! Stop!

Please, would you just sit down and stop the flow, all right? All right.

Why can't I see now?

I think that the quicksilver coating is acting as a surrogate cornea feet.

Your eye.

I don't get it.

Quicksilver allows higher spectrums of light to pass through to your retina, so

you can only see... When you can't see me.

Big guy.

I mean big guy.

Hey, how you feeling there, pal? You all right?

Pally. Darian, I want you to meet Layla Bach.

Actually, she wants to meet you.

Hello, Darian.

What's going on?

Oh, she's here to help with the investigation. Buddy.

Buddy. Darian, I wanted to apologize for what happened to you.

I know what you're going through, and if there's anything I can do... No.

I'm good. Thanks.

Ebots.

Miss Barker, if you'll come with me.

What's the status?

Uh, he can see well, quick, so good.

And what if he's not?

Ray Charles.

Yeah. Keep says I'm gonna be fine in about a month, right?

All right, so, uh, where do we start, huh? No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

You're in no condition to go out in the field.

Keeper's right, son.

Come on, you guys. All I need is some counteragent for the road, and I'll be

fine. Gotta be on this case, all right? I need to bust this sicko. I know where

you're coming from there, kiddo. You just need some rest. Kiddo, what is it

you, huh? I don't want your pity, Hobbs, all right? Ollie, I'm fine. I can take

care of myself, all right?

Ollie!

I never thought I'd see this day.

Darien Fox asking to go on a mission.

Darien Fox wanting to use the gland.

Well, enjoy.

All right. And I never thought I'd say this.

Darien.

Darian. I, uh, I have someone here to see you.

Hi, Darian.

What's going on?

Layla thought that she could take you out for the day.

I have a photo shoot at three.

It's, uh, outside at the beach.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah, well, I'm going to go to a photo shoot if I can't see anything.

It's not the fresh air. It could be some good.

And, uh...

I concurred.

Why are you doing this, huh?

You don't even know me.

I know what you're going through.

I wasn't lying when I said that.

Look at it this way.

You really want to sit around here all day?

Come here.

Sorry.

Come on.

Think of it as a blind date.

This comlink is secure.

We heard that you were nearly caught by the Americans.

Everything is still on schedule.

If they suspected General McGoldrick was not your target... You let me worry

about my job. You just worry about my money.

You sound upset.

You upset me.

That's it, darling.

That's it. Growl for me. That's it. Now you're a flower. You're a flower.

Good. Good. Nice and loose.

That's right. Now you're a rose.

Very pretty.

Good.

Nice. Nice, Layla. Back to me.

Good. Follow my voice.

Beautiful. Beautiful.

Nice. Five minutes, Layla.

Wind's making your job tough today, huh?

Darian?

Over here.

You having fun?

Oh, yeah.

I'm having a ball. This is Kensington Beach, right?

Yeah.

Why?

Well, I hate to be the one to tell you, but it's pretty much the nastiest beach

in town.

What do you mean?

Huh? What do you mean?

Well, uh...

First of all, there's this big fat concrete pier that's pretty much ruining

ocean view.

You got pigeons everywhere crapping.

Nobody's here because, well, like I said, it's the nastiest beach in town.

Oh, you just can't see it.

Oh, really?

Yeah. How's that?

This beach is my fave.

First of all...

There's never a big crowd, so you can really hear the waves crashing against

rock.

Layla, those are concrete pylons, all right?

Maybe at your feet.

Listen.

You feel how the surf hits your face a few seconds after each wave?

I could listen to these waves for hours.

I can't believe Claude lied for two whole years.

How can someone manage to hide that much?

It takes a lot of work.

I'm not a fool. He wasn't lying about the way he felt about me.

Well, you know, people can love other people and still do bad things, you

Are you speaking from experience?

I had a girlfriend.

Chases.

My lady.

I must have lied to her for, I don't know, over a year about who I was.

Who were you?

A thief.

Cat burglar.

Yeah.

And she found out I went to prison, and then I went to work for the government.

Things change.

People change.

They do.

Let's do one step.

Look for the good in every bad thing.

You should try that on for size.

Wait a minute, you... You like quotes?

Especially Chinese problems.

What's your hand? Why, where are you going?

I'm going to change.

Wait a minute, I can't see anything anyway.

The principal.

Principal.

Don't make a sound.

What?

I'm sorry I had to leave so quickly. I didn't have time to explain.

What did they tell you?

Everything. No, they couldn't tell you everything. They don't know everything.

It's not their fault.

You lied to me. No.

I withheld the truth to protect you.

I will tell you everything, but we have to leave now.

Hey, Layla.

You want to get something to eat after this? I'm getting kind of hungry.

I can trust you.

Darian, can you hear me?

Darian, here he comes. Here he comes.

Where am I?

They're back in the agency.

He got Layla.

Claude. Claude.

Claude got Layla.

Doesn't add up, Chief.

Cold -blooded pro like that coming back to town for a brawl? No, I don't think

he ever left.

Because of her? No, I don't think he finished.

Finished with what?

Layla told me that Claude said he had some unfinished business.

This was after he killed General McAuliffe.

So what? So we know that it's a signature lie, what he told her every

had a hit.

Business.

The best lies always have some truth to them. You've got to trust me. The truth

is, I think his business is over.

The general's burial is tomorrow morning. Alan McGoldrick is flying in

Silicon Valley to deliver the eulogy.

Wait, wait, wait.

Wait a minute.

Slowly. He's flushing the mark.

He is flushing the mark. I can't believe we didn't see it. Fox.

It's a classic thief, comrade. You break into a place, you trash it, then you

hide. Guy comes home, sees he's being flipped.

He makes a beeline right at the first hit and it's safe.

The thing you came for in the first place.

You guys, come on. Do I get to spell this out? You kill an easy mark who

the hard -to -hit mark out into an open area.

Like a cemetery.

Exactly like a cemetery.

I am telling you, Claude is going to kill Alan McGoldrick tomorrow morning.

You got a criminal mind. Did I ever tell you that?

Hobbs, you told me yourself that the general wasn't exactly a high -profile

target, that it did end up, right? Did you say that?

I said it. You said that, right? Right.

Well, they didn't add up, right?

Alan McGoldrick is huge. I mean, this guy heads up a monster corporate empire.

Probably owns, I don't know, 5 % of the planet. I mean, there's got to be 20

organizations paying for this guy's hit. Anti -capitalist, rival capitalist.

People whose computers crash all the time. I mean, who wouldn't pay to kill

guy? No, that's not how the chameleon works.

He's assassinated 15 people in the past two decades.

Each hit is at least six months apart.

He strikes, he disappears.

Maybe that's exactly what he wants you to think.

There's the Bobby house. I know right there. I say it's time to go warn the

guy. Oh, no, we're going.

I will bring this to McGoldrick's attention.

You are going to stay here and you are going to rest up. No way. No way. No

No, no, I'm not sitting this one out. Oh, Daria, calm down.

Oh, boy.

Hobbs, you come with me.

Very nice work, folksy.

Very, very impressive. Thanks, Pat.

Don't you want to ask me anything?

I can't think of a question you want to answer.

Why don't you ask me something that I don't want to answer?

What color is your hair?

Oh, come on, Layla.

Are you a murderer?

I am not a murderer.

I am a professional assassin.

Murder's petty.

Stuggish. Assassination is the tool. It's a political statement. I am paid to

help others make their statement.

Are you paid to make people blind?

No.

Then why?

I don't want to murder them.

But I'm forced to choose between my freedom and their sight.

I can't afford to be identified. My anonymity is all that keeps me free.

Faced with the choice between blindness and death, I think most people would

choose blindness.

But you'd choose for them.

In the interest of saving time, yes.

Is that why you chose me?

I can't identify your face.

The first time I saw you, you reminded me of someone.

Who?

My mother. She was a strong woman, like you.

She had a handicap, too.

Poverty. And just like you, she overcame it.

Great. That makes everything better.

It can be better.

I have one more contract to finish here, and then we can go and never look back.

One more contract?

Yes. A very powerful man. I have no more secrets from you.

Someone hired you to kill him?

For two million dollars.

Who was it?

Would it make any difference?

If I go with you, promise not to kill this man.

Layla. No.

It's a choice you have to make.

Your job or me.

Ancient decision.

Girl or career.

Claude?

Do you think you could ever love me?

I'm planning you make my decision for me.

You see, sir, it's a technique used in guerrilla warfare. It's called flushing

the mark.

I don't care what it's called. I didn't get to where I'm at by backing down. And

the last place I'm going to show belly is at my father's funeral. Hold on.

No.

Look,

this is about the death threats I received. They've been traced back to

overworked coders in my own company. They're harmless, and they've been dealt

with. Mr. McGordrick.

I am merely offering the services of my agency for your extra protection.

Free of charge.

Bill Gates on one.

Fine. Provided your men are discreet. I won't have a mockery being made at this

ceremony. Oh, there'll be no mockery. I take that.

I said no.

Stop bundling your servers onto my program.

Claude, you don't have to do this.

Just because I... Just because I can't love you doesn't mean I can't help you.

I think I can help you.

It's all right, Layla. Don't worry.

I know you can help me.

That's it. The West End. You know what to do.

Jimmy, take your friend to funeral home. Watch my back. Steve, south side. Any

pedestrians. Lock it up real good, okay? Keep an eye out.

Bobby. Hey, Chief.

So how's it going? Oh, it's fine.

It'd be going a little better if this wasn't a civilian graveyard.

Yeah.

My other general wanted to be buried next to his wife.

I think that's nice.

It's glorious.

I just wish it was a little easier to secure, that's all.

You check out all the potential sniper nests? Oh, sure.

Get you an authorized, your West End streets locked up, feel good. Funeral

got it covered, no problem.

Everything's very secure, sir. Good news is they're also far away, so even if he

decides to take a shot...

He won't be able to use a silencer, sir. Excuse me?

Well, silencer's gonna reduce your range about 20%, right? Not to mention the

accuracy, right? So if he decides to take a long shot, I got his location

pinpointed right down to the wire. I mean, I'll take that guy out.

Bobby? Yeah? The point is not to let him take the shot.

You got nothing to worry about, Chief.

You promised discretion.

These are because... And for your safety.

Relax. That's all.

You okay?

Hi, Chief.

I recognize you.

Fox, your hunch about this better be right. Are you going to feel my

Well, he's a nervous wreck.

Where's Hobbs at?

Come on. Service is starting.

Hobbs, please. You're fidgeting. Will you calm down?

CEO's about to give a eulogy.

All stations report.

High -rise, come on in.

High -rise, clear.

Running a Fortune 500 company is similar to commanding a Marine battalion.

North -rise, come in.

North -rise, clear.

Front gate.

Front gate, clear.

Hey!

Funeral home.

Funeral home, clear.

Who's in the funeral home?

It's Higgins.

Yeah, well, that wasn't Higgins' voice.

Just talk to Higgins. That was not Higgins' voice.

Hold on a sec. No, no, no, no, no. Don't call back.

Don't move.

How am I doing here?

You're three away from all red, my friend.

Okay, well, if he's on the roof, he can see us.

Why don't you wait for my signal?

Channel 3, okay. Where are you going? Just stay right here. Where are you

Will you just stay right here? I'm fine.

Irwin Goldrick, United States Marine Corps General.

A man of action, a man of wisdom, and a loving husband to his wife of 34 years,

Cecile.

As a young boy, I can remember tiptoeing into my father's study to sneak a peek

at his bronze dog.

which he received for service above and beyond the call of duty in Korea.

Many of you know the story of what happened that day on the 38th parallel.

Many of you don't.

I will attempt to tell it.

He has told it to me so many times.

Interfere with my shot and Layla dies.

Where is she?

She's surrounded by C4 explosive, the remote detonator to which is in my

hand.

Use the radio, she dies. Get rid of it.

Quite resourceful for a blind agent.

You know you're not getting out of here alive, right?

Let me worry about that.

When the honor guard fires, so do I.

If you could see,

they tell you to look a hundred yards beyond the funeral to the left, you

notice a white Mercedes, the trunk of which has a sleeping beauty surrounded

C4.

I hit my mark and give you the key to the trunk.

If not, that's your choice, really.

The Goldrick or Layla?

The girl or the career?

How do I know you don't kill her anyway?

You don't.

You

know

what, Claude?

I think you're bluffing.

You're not going to kill her.

Quiet, please.

Layla! Because you love her.

And I don't blame you.

Well, take care of her.

I got it, folks. I got it.

I can't see him.

Yeah, it sucks, doesn't it?

Hey, you remember that song she blinded me with science?

Yeah, well, science blinded me, then helped return my sight a month later.

That song works on all new levels for me now.

So what do you see?

The sun's hanging pretty low over the horizon.

There's a smattering of clouds passing by.

The tide is low, too.

Lapping up on the rocks just enough to tickle the pause of... That dog being

walked by its little owner.

Okay, that's amazing. How do you do that?

Practice.

Your turn.

Describe it.

Yeah, but I can see it, you know.

Well, then what's under the water?

Well, uh... Tide.

It's low, so right near the shore there's some rock and some sea glass.

A little further out you start to see some fish.

An old Chinese proverb said, it's better to light a candle than curse the

darkness.

You know, in other words, deal with your situation, your troubles, your gland in

the brain.

It's good advice.

But after meeting Layla, I kept wondering, what's wrong with the