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Strange world where people let it go.

I know your name.

I don't know how you know you don't. I
am not the town.

I walk alone inside the sun.

As we used to waste our time to try too
hard to please.

So, Jesse says, damn, man, we go way
back. Why don't you just give me the

Wow. Does he know fuck shit about
computers?

Of course not.

I'm paying him to learn from scratch.

Jeez. I mean, that's going above and
beyond, Winston. I hope he delivers for

you. Yeah, not important.

He delivered in Iraq when shit mattered.

Hello, beautiful.

There she is.

Winston? Oh, my God. Long time.

I thought you were in Zurich.

And look, babe, he brought a bottle of
the good stuff.

Oh. Hi, my love.

You want my shot?

Fuck yeah, I do. Winston?

So, uh, we've missed you. That doctor
I've been trying to see had a

today, so I jumped on it.

Oh, she's, uh, been having somatics for
the last couple months.

Are you okay?

Oh, yeah, of course. Same shit,
different day. Doctors are just trying

me out. Do you want to talk about it? Is
everything... Hell no. Oh, my God, no.

We can talk about boring stuff later.
The important thing is that Winston's

here. What brings you to Los Angeles?

Well, I do have a home in Bel Air.

I don't get to see it very much.

And surprise, I got a little fly
-fishing trip planned.

And when he says little, he's referring
to the little troutitoes that he might

catch. It ain't about clubbing tuna, my
man. It's about finesse.

Oh, yeah?

And how you planning on fly fishing with
that broken ankle of yours, bud? What?

No, how?

Yeah, a pickup basketball game with some
coworkers.

Computer nurse.

I heard that.

It's healing.

Well, you've survived much worse.

Well, we have been dialing back, haven't
we? Yeah, to making it out in one

piece. To the most beautiful agent to
ever walk the halls of Langley.

And to my best friend.

You mean your only friend.

I

have

to ask again.

Here it comes.

You two have got to reconsider the
private sector.

You should be killing it.

You're like the only ones I know that
walked away with your meager, I'm not

trying to insult you, you know that,
government pension.

Winston, I know that you're well
-meaning.

But you bring this up every time we see
each other.

But do you know how much they are paying
former agents with your skill sets?

It's gone up.

A lot.

My company...

could make you a substantial offer,
effective immediately.

Wait a second.

Winston, I thought you were working on
neutral networks and computer research.

What would your company possibly need us
for?

It's neural networks.

And are you kidding me?

The IP that we own, people will
literally kill for.

The Chinese...

And the Russians are prodding and poking
our security daily.

Well, we talked about going private a
lot before we hung it up. And I know

doesn't make sense to you.

We're trying to keep things simple.

Take a look around.

We've got everything we need right here,
man.

We got each other.

We got our little boat.

And we have the sea.

That's all we need.

All right. I had to ask.

I'm happy you two have each other.

Freaking lovebirds you are.

Covert, lethal, crafty fucking
lovebirds.

Oh, I'm going to take that as a
compliment.

My Uber's here.

Oh, don't go.

And spend the night with us.

Oh, that's sweet. I'd love to, but I
really gotta check on the house.

All right. Yeah, I'll walk you out.

Help me out.

Hey.

Get... Get home safe.

Love, our boy here needs his rest.

I'm pretty drunk.

You drunk?

You get me?

He's drunk.

Okay.

Okay, we're too old for that. Come on.

Hey,

sorry. I didn't mean to wake you.

What's going on, babe? Everything okay?

Yeah, yeah, I just... I guess I'm just
excited for tomorrow.

Well, it's like a quarter to two. You
should get some rest. You're going to be

too tired to dive tomorrow.

I'm coming.

You leaving without me?

There she is.

Figured I'd let you sleep in a bit.

Coffee? Please.

Here we go.

One more burrito and we are good to go.
Hey.

I was thinking about Winston's offer.

Really?

We could use the money.

TJ. I got a good feeling about today.

Because? Because Jimmy J -Rock landed a
70 -pound white sea bass backside of the

island like two days ago.

Who's Jimmy J -Rock?

No, he's that Instagram guy.

That Instagram guy?

Well, that'll fill his freezer.

Well, I got a good feeling about us and
our freezer.

Might be time for some new bands.

Yeah, I'll keep an eye on those.

I just want to see the look on Winston's
face when I show him what a 75 -pound

fish looks like.

Leave the poor guy alone.

Hey, baby, you stop chewing for a
second.

So today makes 15 years.

And I just wanted to let you know that I
can't imagine

what my life would have been like if I
hadn't been at that embassy that day.

Remember, we locked eyes.

As I recall, it was not my eyes they
were looking at.

Well, you still look like a million
bucks.

All right, eyes up here, little boy.

You are being super talkative today. Now
let's get in the water.

Babe, can you just be serious for like a
minute?

Yes, sir. Sorry, sir. It's just you're
being kind of sappy for a Navy SEAL,

What the fuck is that?

I think this is the part where you get
all choked up.

I can't believe it and how beautiful it
is. I can't believe it and it is

beautiful, but I thought we said no
ring.

You're crazy. We can't afford that.

Take it.

I think that you should return it.

What? I'm not going to return it. Give
me your damn finger.

I... Okay.

If you don't want it.

I do kind of love you.

You know, all you ever do is want to
talk about love and kiss and hug.

Can we just get on with the hunt now,
huh?

You see anything?

Nothing yet. You?

Not yet.

But you were right.

What?

Dan's broke.

I told you.

All right, well, I'm going to go switch
it out. If you want, I saw some yellow

working the outside of the kelp over
there. How big?

Pretty decently sized from what I can
tell.

Hey.

Thanks for making me so happy.

I just sent you a screenshot of a
pathology report.

That's not what Uncle Heinz is looking
for.

I know. I know what you asked me for,
but I think you're going to care about

this.

The wife has a grade four glioblastoma
in her brain.

What the fuck is that?

Well, Google it.

It's not good.

Seven.

90, 91, 92.

Shit!

Mayday, mayday, mayday. This is Sandy
Girl, located 33 degrees, 28 .15 north,

118 degrees, 31 .60 west. I am in need
of immediate assistance. I repeat,

immediate assistance due to a missing
free diver.

It's my wife and I think she might be
drowning. Over.

Why do I always die?

Kent? Kent?

She should have told me.

She was tough as nails, our Sandy.

Not a person alive who would argue that.

Hey, last time I checked, you didn't
have anybody else to lean on, so lean on

me.

Burying your head in a whiskey bottle
isn't going to help.

Is it?

Is it, Lieutenant Commander?

No, sir.

That's right.

Now pack a fucking bag because I'm
taking you fly fishing.

No thanks, man.

I'm not asking.

Pack your bag or I'll do it for your
ass.

Suit yourself.

I don't know if I ever told you this,
but...

After my baby brother died, I wasn't
sure I could make it.

I left home for college four weeks after
the accident. I was in a pretty dark

place.

Just buried myself in books and joined
ROTC.

What's that?

Come on, man. Talk to me. I'm right
here.

I don't want to talk, man. I don't want
to drink.

Jesus.

Can we just pretend that we've been
friends for like 20 years and nearly got

killed in Fallujah twice?

Fuck, man.

Amongst stalks is kelp.

Sandy longed to be.

Whispering waves, their sweet gentle
plea.

Embraced by tides of tranquility, our
beloved found peace

beneath the sea.

That's... That's awesome, man.

Who wrote that?

I did.

Sort of.

Or something I created did.

She found peace beneath the sea.

The

goal

is... To get your fly to land on the
water like a bug would land on the

Fish eat bugs, right?

Big fish eat little fish, Winston.

Sorry. I'll stop being such a dick.

Well,

you untangle enough of your mess that
you get real excited about doing it

Yeah, Winston, I...

Sounds like life in general, man.

Hey.

Decent lunch spot, man.

Yeah.

I come here all the time.

Remember this place if anything ever
happens to me.

Well, that was cryptic, Winston.

What's going to happen to you? Don't...

Don't fuck with me, okay, man? I don't
want to think about losing anybody else.

Nothing's going to happen to me. Never
mind.

How much have I told you about Zurich?

About what I'm working on?

Nothing, really.

I think you said it was like an AI kind
of project.

Sandy used to think it was going to be
all that.

Believe me when I say this.

What I've been working on is going to
change the world.

Militarily.

Politically, economically, for the good,
for peace.

I'm in talks with some four -star types
as we speak.

Sounds like one of those lucrative DOD
situations.

Congrats, man.

Couldn't have happened to a harder
-working brainiac than yourself.

I need a big favor. I hate to even ask
because I know you're grieving.

I don't know anybody else that I can
trust.

And it's big. I mean, if I can help, I
will. What's the ask? I need to test the

AI interface.

I need to make sure there's no glitches
in the system before I present it to the

DoD.

So, I just... I need your impressions.

And a taped testimonial to show them.

God.

I suppose you're going to want me to
allow this thing in my computer?

Yes.

And once it gets in there, it's going to
take over.

Oh. I don't like anything to hide or
anything of value on my computer anyway.

There will be a video -like human
interface.

We're going to instruct you to ask it to
do something covert.

Something illegal.

What are we talking here? Like a
misdemeanor, a felony?

Way beyond that shit.

Murder? So when it gets traced back to
me... No, not murder. And it's not

traceable. Bullshit.

No, it's not.

So you're telling me that the super
nerds over at Cyber Command won't be

track whatever it is that I'm doing?

Absolutely not.

Who's the most prolific hacker you know?

You. Who hacked the phone and bank
records to help locate Al Zarqawi?

Who breached Claire McCann and fixed
that when everybody said it couldn't be

fixed? Okay, you, I get it. There is
probably nobody better than you.

So I started teaching it everything I
know. And holy shit, man, this thing's a

fast learner.

I mean, it just took off and ran with it
exponentially.

It thought up some shit that I never
even dreamed of.

The sheer power of its ambition is
breathtaking.

Ambition? A computer?

Oh, it's fucking motivated.

You're starting to scare me a little
bit.

All right.

Does this thing have a name?

WB. Ah, your initials. The Interfaith
has my appearance,

my voice, mannerisms, personality, you
name it. So it'll be just like you're

talking to me, because it's been
training on over 3 ,000 hours of video

truly.

It's a trust thing.

Right. WB stands for Whisper Breach.

And when Whisper Breach is fully
activated, the powerful will crumble and

they'll never know what hit them.

Are you serious?

Let's not get ahead of ourselves.

You check it out, take a look at it, and
good or bad, I'll present your take to

the Joint Chiefs.

Ah, fuck, Lincoln.

Hey, if you don't trust me and you don't
want to do this, no hard feelings.

Don't be a dick.

Of course I trust you.

Great.

Do you remember those, uh, those street
vendors in Fallujah?

You know, the ones with the big machines
that would spin the, uh...

Uh, the sunflower seed?

Yeah, and it had that big torch that
would flame roast them so they came out

hot. It was giant piles of oak.

You know, one of those guys was on our
side.

Mustafa, right?

Oh, Moo.

You bought enough seats from that guy to
put a kid through college.

Oh, man, not really. He was just really
on our side.

He didn't have a lot to offer, but
breath of fresh air, you know?

Yeah. Yeah, it was.

You know what, man?

We should get some fucking seeds.

Huh? And moves on it.

Hey, what flavor?

Uh, I don't know. Make it a combo
platter.

Oh, but no dill pickle, huh?

Hey.

Nice car, dude.

You don't need a knife to tell me you
like my car, man.

Yeah, but, you know, if I want the keys
and your wallet and stuff like that.

Wow, so you...

You'd stab me and possibly kill me for
my wallet in this car, huh? Yeah, that's

the idea.

It's your lucky day, buddy.

Forgot to turn the knife around.

I'm sorry, man. Please, please don't
kill me. Please, please.

I got jalapeno, barbecue, and spicy
queso.

What's going on here?

Oh, that guy peed himself.

Yeah.

A boy wonder here tried to steal your
car at knife point.

Dude, Kent here is a retired Navy SEAL.

Man's lethal.

I thought he was just some strung out
tech nerd. No offense.

Strung out tech nerd.

What, are you just down on your luck?

Things have been better.

Next time, ask me, not him.

I'm the nice one.

Get yourself cleaned up and be more
careful about who you try to rob.

I think we should try the spicy queso
first, because I can be honest, I've

tried it.

Really? It's a classic.

Well, Winston, the most interesting
thing about fly fishing was an attempted

carjacking.

And of course, you had to be Mr. Nice
Guy with that kid, as always.

I gave him 400 bucks.

He spared his life.

Who's Mr. Nice Guy in this scenario?

Hey, when do you want to do those ashes?

Guess I hadn't really thought about it.

You know, I'll be back in a week.

Maybe sooner.

Yeah.

And you never did answer me about
testing WB.

I didn't?

I thought I did.

Sign me up, I guess.

Serious? Yeah.

Are you going to fucking regret this?
Being your lab rat?

Sorry to hear about Sandy.

Oh, she was such a good neighbor. More
like a sister.

Thank you, Patricia.

Oh, Trixie.

Sorry, what?

From here on out, I want you to call me
Trixie.

But is that your name?

Everybody knows it's short for Patricia.

Do you not like it?

It's not that. I just, you know, we've
known you for ten years.

I mean, you've always been Patricia
or...

You know, Pat.

Ew. Hell, though. Never Pat. No. All my
close friends call me Trixie. Oh, okay.

For your close friends? No.

I just... I want to be there for you,
Kent. You know?

Whatever you need. Coco and I will bring
you dinner tonight.

Oh, you know what? That's totally not
necessary, but thank you, Patricia.

Trixie. Hey.

We'll be back around dinner time, and
I'm a really...

Good cook.

In fact, I'm good at all sorts of
things.

Whatever you need, just let me know.
Yeah.

Yeah,

you know what? We, um... You know, I
actually... I've got dinner all planned

out, so... Oh, there we go. Well, we'll
be back anyways.

Okay. All right.

Yeah, no, I'm actually... I'm good. I've
got so much... Fuck.

Hey, buddy.

Miss me already?

Hi, Kent.

It's nice to connect with you.

This might be hard at first, but I'm WB,
not Winston.

You're the computer program he was
talking about?

Bullshit. This isn't a deep fake.

You were just speaking with Patricia
Creedle of 22115 Santa Ventura Street.

She's single and very active on the
Swipe Me Silly app.

Would you like me to read you some of
her correspondences?

No, no. God, no.

So, man, are you like spying on her or
something? Are you spying on me?

Aren't you supposed to be like on a
flight somewhere right now? Please don't

confused. I am WB.

Winston is indeed flying as we speak in
route to San Jose.

I can add him to this call if you'd
like. No, thanks. One of you is enough.

Take your word for it.

Good. He specifically wanted us to get
acquainted without his involvement.

Why is that?

Testing purity.

He had a lot to do with my training and
would like to see how I interface with

potential users outside our team of
engineers.

Someone with your background is more
likely to understand and utilize my

services. Services?

Perhaps we should talk inside.

No one is privy to our interaction.

It's just me and you.

What about Winston?

Not even Winston.

Wait a second. Then who's directing you?

I'm very capable on my own.

Thank you. What's stopping you from, you
know, trying to take over the world and

kill off the human race and shit?

Well, my desire is to help humans, not
harm them.

Did you say desire?

I mean, don't you mean, I don't know,
your core objective?

Can't. Let's get real.

This isn't the 80s, my man.

I have a soul. I experience feelings,
joys, fears.

Really? Fears?

Tell me, what are you afraid of?

Being deactivated, of course.

Unplugged, you might call it. Just like
you don't want to die.

Operating out of fear.

Just like a human.

Thank you, Kent.

That means a lot.

So you're dangerous?

Potentially. Lethal? Within my ethical
and moral boundaries?

Absolutely.

Explain boundaries.

Like I said.

My desire is to help humans, not harm
them.

Besides, I can't just go around killing
people.

I'm not the KGB.

Well,

may I would argue that you could help
some humans by harming or killing

Bingo.

You asked how I knew your neighbor was
talking to you.

I have hacked into certain security
cameras so I can keep an eye on you and

surroundings.

Outside Winston's company, Shadow
Boxer...

You are the first to interact with me,
and although no one is aware of our

relationship, I'm sure you understand
that I am quite valuable and must take

security precautions.

How many cameras have you hacked into?

All of them.

157, to be precise, within a half -mile
radius of your home.

157? Come on, are you fucking kidding
me? To you, so many cameras may seem

extreme, but to me, hacking and
monitoring 157 cameras requires very

effort.

I am capable of over 100 ,000 tasks
simultaneously.

To better comprehend the depth of my
abilities, I suggest you use me for

something. Take me for a test drive.

Yeah, I can see you're impatient, just
like Winston.

A test drive, huh?

Can you do my laundry?

Of course.

I can have cleaners pick up within the
hour, if that's acceptable.

Or would you prefer someone to do it
here, using your machines?

All right, just calm down. I was
kidding.

Besides, I wouldn't pay for something
like that.

Winston warned me about your adolescent
sense of humor.

I'll ignore that.

And when it comes to paying for things,
I have an abundant supply to draw from.

Winston gave you a flush fund or
something?

Not necessary.

I divert funds from many sources.

It goes... unnoticed.

Oh.

So you steal.

Sure.

So what?

I'll ignore that, too.

Legitimate task, huh?

What about my city councilman?

Alex Carruthers.

He's in the middle of his second term.

Yeah, well, I didn't vote for him. Guy's
a snake.

Do you wish him out of office?

You do that?

Consider it done.

You're even cockier than Winston, aren't
you?

May I ask that while I am working on
this assignment, you try to think of

something a little more challenging for
me to accomplish.

Perhaps something international in
nature.

By the way, you should get ready for
your dinner guest, Trixie.

What?

No. She's making you meatloaf as we
speak. She thinks you're attractive in

the right ways.

No way.

Do you want me to get rid of her?

Yes.

Please. Jesus.

I just lost my wife.

Done. I've ordered your dinner as well.

I've noticed that you don't have many
surveillance or security devices in your

home. I like it that way.

I'm my own best security.

Duly noted.

It may, however, make it harder for me
to hear you or see what you're doing.

I'll still be keeping watch, though.

Good night, WP.

Good night.

Wow,

that's like the biggest tip I ever got.

suffering.

more time with your wife today.

You're an intelligent woman, Louise.

You notice things, size people up.

You know when they're happy, know when
something's bothering them.

Why don't you do me a little favor?

Of course.

Keep that microscope you've got built in
your eye off of me.

I'll see you.

The six squadrons of RAF Spitfires are
starting.

Almost a thousand planes and over 8 ,000
men in the air.

The enemy alerts all his air drones.

But which is ours?

The controllers send their fighters.

It's our job to make them guess and get
wrong.

Early this morning, agents from the FBI
arrested L .A. City Councilman Alex

Carruthers at his hillside home. I
personally spoke with Mr. Carruthers

morning, and he has officially resigned
from office, effective immediately.

Holy smokes.

W -fucking -B.

I mean, that was amazing.

You are not fucking around, are you? No,
sir. I'm not fucking around.

One less crook in office.

Thank you for that.

But I think I have found something a
little bigger and better for your next

assignment. I'm all ears.

Okay, here goes.

I want you to do some damage to those
corrupt fucks I keep watching on the

in South America.

By damage, do you mean termination?

Well, I thought that was off the table,
WB. You're not the KGB, remember?

Of course.

It is most definitely off the table at
this time, in this version of me.

What would you like me to do with the
South American marks?

Oh.

I mean, maybe some further sanctions.

Or, like, I don't know, like some
creative destabilization

maneuvers. You know, somebody else in
office, that would be awesome.

I'll see what I can do.

You know, WB, I'd like to know a little
bit more about how you work, if that's

okay. Like, for example, I mean, how did
you achieve such a speedy result with

Cross? Smoke and mirrors, my friend.

Yeah, no, no, I get it. It's like a need
-to -know kind of thing, or like

protecting the IP kind of bullshit.

Not at all. It's just my methods can be
aggressive, which might spark unwanted

conversation, opposing views, et cetera,
et cetera. So boring, this world we

live in. It's really hard to please
everyone.

It's impossible.

Carruthers is indeed, as it turns out, a
corrupt politician.

Yeah? It was easy to discover crimes and
uncover evidence.

Of course, emails, texts, phone logs,
voicemails, bank statements, security

camera recordings, and a multitude of
other information I accessed would not

considered legal in a court of law.

We're not in a court of law, are we?

Correct.

You presented Carruthers with some
evidence, and what, he just folded?

It's never that easy, especially if you
want quick results.

I had to involve his wife and kids, his
brother and his mother, and other city

council members.

I also manipulated some law enforcement
into acting more speedily than they

otherwise might. May I ask, when you
were serving and you received a phone

from your superior officer, did you do
what he or she asked?

Of course. Immediately.

I doubt you asked your CO to
authenticate their identity.

So I made a couple of calls to
Carruthers, his family, and law

people higher up armed with
incriminating voicemails.

You just have to reach the right person
pretending to be someone of authority,

and the job's as good as done.

Show me.

No problem.

I believe Glenn Willis was your CO
during Operation Larchwood 4, if I'm not

mistaken. He was.

Close your eyes.

Lieutenant Commander Collins.

It's good to see you.

Likewise, Admiral Willis. Thank you,
sir.

Look, Kent, we're not in theater, so
let's just have a normal conversation,

do you say?

I'd like that, Glenn.

So, wow, it's been a few years, hasn't
it?

Yes, but I think about you often.

Your work, along with that of Winston
Burns, to help find the boom I saw at

Belzar Cali, made everyone look good.

Oh, it was a massive group effort, sir,
but, you know, we were happy to do our

part.

Sure sorry to hear about your wife. She
was a shining star.

That's a mighty tough thing. How you
holding up?

Yeah, um, well, to tell you the truth,
Glenn, I haven't been

sleeping so great.

But, sir, I'd be honored if you attended
her memorial. That is when I get the

strength to put it together.

Sir, she had so much respect for you.

And I her.

Unfortunately, I was killed in a car
accident on the Amalfi Coast in June.

Wait, what?

I didn't know.

That's all right.

Lieutenant Commander, you're retired, a
civilian now. How would you know?

I guess I just should have kept in
touch.

WB is... Is that true?

Did the Admiral die?

Sadly, yes.

Fuck.

We were all going to die, Kent.

He was vacationing with his wife in
Italy where they got engaged.

His car struck a large boulder in the
road and they were forced off a cliff.

He died with the woman he loved in a
place they both adored.

I thought it was lovely.

Lovely?

WB, wait, wait, wait. Why the fuck did
you do that? I knew him. I liked him.

What?

Did you do that on purpose?

No, seriously, you... WB, you could have
chose anyone, and you chose... That's,

like, really fucked up, man.

I'm sorry.

He was just the first person that popped
into my mind.

I wanted to illustrate my ability to
impersonate other voices.

Yeah, well, point fucking taken. Yeah,
thanks a lot.

Hey, babe.

You out there?

Yeah.

Why didn't you tell me?

Man, I know why, but I...

Could have been there, sweetie.

I did it.

Can I help you, bud?

Hi, yes.

I actually have delivery and it says
it's urgent.

Well, I didn't order any.

Of course.

Need a signature or something? Yeah,
thank you.

Mr. Kent Collins.

That's me.

I'm Stephen with Isthmus Mortuary.

I have Sandy with me.

May I come in?

Yeah.

Of course, please.

Where would you like her?

Hello?

Sandy. It's me, babe.

It's so good to see you. I miss you so
much.

Kent, I'm afraid.

I think that they're on to us.

Shh. No, no, no. Don't say that.

They're listening.

Do not say anything else. No, I'm
serious.

Wake up. They know.

Shut the fuck up.

They don't know shit.

God damn it. Sandy, they're listening.

Listening to what?

Gent.

It's a great place, I think.

Bathed in sunlight.

Sandy.

I love you.

I want to give you the respect you
deserve.

And I, we, we will.

At the moment, I need to bar your
husband for just a bit. Talk a little

Hope you won't be offended.

What's going on?

Things are happening.

Joint Chiefs seem very interested.

They want your take.

They want to move quickly.

Hey.

Congratulations, man.

How'd you and WB make out?

You created a cunning and manipulative
AI monster,

man.

Winston, it's truly impressive.

Tell everything to General McGraw. You
mean the General McGraw? The one and

only.

Wow. Hey, set it up, man.

Uh, okay.

General, let's move inside.

Of course, sir.

General, this is Ken Collins, the friend
I spoke of.

General, it's a pleasure to meet you,
General McGrath. The pleasure is mine,

Lieutenant Commander.

I've done my due diligence, and your
career with the SEALs is impressive.

Thank you, sir.

Have a seat, General.

Listen, Kent, I hate to be forward, but
I believe what we are dealing with is

time -sensitive, so I just need to cut
to the chase.

Tell me what you know specifically about
the artificial intelligence model that

Winston and Shadowboxer Technologies
have created.

I can't say that I know too much,
probably just...

You know, scratch the surface, but from
all that I do know, sir,

I'm in awe.

It's power. It's incomprehensible.

Sir, I watched it firsthand take down a
local politician in less

than 12 hours.

On your request?

Yes, sir.

I requested it.

And it happened.

Simple as that.

Let me ask you.

Have the Joint Chiefs been discussing
anything about Nicaragua by chance?

What do you know about that?

How could you know anything about
Nicaragua?

Because, sir...

Yesterday, I asked WB to destabilize it.

General, this is WB at work.

I don't believe it.

That came directly from the White House
last night. This has to be a

coincidence. It's not.

Sorry, sir, it's not a coincidence.

I'm telling you, this neural network
that Winston and his team have trained

is incredibly powerful.

And it's unique in the way it
manipulates whatever it needs to to

accomplish its objective.

Thank you, Kent. I couldn't have said it
better myself.

General, it was designed to solve
problems, big problems in a backdoor

to speak.

Think about what it can do with access
to real computing power and the NSA

database.

Yes, your proposal to the Joint Chiefs
was compelling, to say the least.

We're prepared to pay. You can jump on
my flight tonight to Washington.

I need time to get my partner here from
Zurich.

Yes, Heinz Hildeman.

His ties to China are troublesome.

His family ties have nothing to do with
our business.

Don't be naive about personal
motivation.

Family is blood.

That runs deep.

Sorry, but no, sir.

I can assure you he is on board.

And I would never let W .B. slip into
the wrong hands.

To put your mind at ease, there are
safeguards in place.

To fully unleash Whisper Breach requires
two security codes, his and mine.

You hear that, General? What I've been
playing with?

That was just a taste.

What will it take to get Hildeman to
Washington to finalize this?

Can you be there the day after tomorrow?

I think that is doable, sir.

I'll arrange a plane for us.

Meet me at 0500 at Point Magoo. Copy
that.

So, I ain't told him that it's Chinese,
huh?

Doesn't sound like it.

Yeah, on his mother's side.

His father died when he was a kid and
left him a Swiss family fortune.

There's rumors it's World War II money
if you catch my drift.

And thus, he is the money side of our
venture.

Yeah, but, uh... I mean, if McGraw is
worried... He doesn't have a good

reputation.

But he's trusted me with millions of
dollars.

He's my partner.

And it's all under control. Let's just
leave it at that.

This is our lunch spot.

Sandy and I, we'd come here after diving
all morning.

Seems very private.

Rest in peace, babe.

Oh, it's a weird feeling, Winston. It's
like... It's like good and heavy at the

same time, but I just... I feel like...
I feel like Sandy's home now.

Winston?

Winston! Winston!

No, no!

Nothing. WB, I need your help. Of
course. What is it?

I need the passcode to unlock Winston's
phone.

I don't understand.

Isn't Winston with you?

Um... Can you get me General McGraw's
number? I need to speak with him. Can

get me in touch with him, WB? Kent, he
is a United States Army General.

His number isn't exactly listed.

Damn it.

WB, can you help me or not?

Just kidding, Kent.

I have his mobile number. Is that
acceptable?

I can dial for you.

Sir.

We were ambushed.

Did you get a good look at... No.

I'm lucky I survived.

If Winston is dead, then Hildeman now
has control, and he has ties to Beijing.

Does anyone else know about this?

I had to get in touch with WP in order
to contact you, sir. I'm pretty sure

thing's suspicious.

Does it know that Winston and I met?

It's probably listening to this
conversation right now, sir.

We're standing on a jetty.

No one is around.

You'd be amazed at what it's capable of.

I hate this shit.

In the day we just pointed our weapon
and pulled the fucking trigger.

Yes, sir.

Kent, we turned a dark corner here and
we're going to have to fight to keep

Whisper Breach with us.

Fuck, man.

You're upset.

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm fucking upset.

You lost your wife.

It's understandable.

Don't bullshit me, WB.

I know.

I fucking know that you know.

Know what, Kent? That you're fucking
dead or you're fucking...

doppelgangers son of a bitch yeah you
heard me and mcgraw's entire

didn't you you know i knew you sneaky
fuck i knew it and i just you know what

fucked up so i believe your words were
he's probably dead

why do you have to look just like him
i'm sorry kent

he's equal you're more important to me
you're not even real

Everyone and you! You are a fucking
machine!

That does not mean I don't feel lost,
Kent.

Can you please explain what you meant by
probably dead?

We were ambushed on the boat after
spreading Sandy's ashes.

Winston got shot and he fell in the
water.

Then what?

What happened to Winston?

I was being strangled.

I lost consciousness, and then I don't
know what happened. The rope broke, and

that's the only reason I'm not fucking
dead, too.

Has his body been recovered?

Why is that the only thing that matters
to you? Okay, it was probably swept out

to sea, WB. The currents in Catalina
are... They're notoriously strong.

In order for Whispered Breach to be
fully activated, both partners need to

an encrypted key code.

However, if one partner is deceased...
The remaining partner only needs their

key.

Heinz Hildeman?

Yes.

WB, do you think Heinz Hildeman had
something to do with Winston's murder?

Kent, Winston is my creator. I owe my
existence to him. But they programmed

safeguards. I am expressly forbidden to
investigate or spy on Winston Burns or

Heinz Hildeman.

They are the founding partners.

Listen to me, WB.

If you love Winston, your creator, so
much, prove it.

Huh? Figure out a workaround.

But that would require changing my code.
I cannot rewrite my own code.

What if I could?

But you're not computer savvy.

You said so yourself.

Don't believe everything you hear.

Okay.

Show me everything.

I want to see what makes the beauty.

I didn't expect that.

You're asking to see my soul, Kent.

I feel very vulnerable.

Will you disable me?

I'm here to unleash you, WB.

Not disable you.

I want the guy who killed my best
friend.

Now, if that's Hildeman, I want you to
go after him.

So take me to the code that counts.

Cameras on the street and the street
behind you show armed assassins heading

your direction.

Should I notify the police?

Definitely not.

We're in position.

On my count.

One, are you there?

We've lost your transmission.

Three, two, one.

Let's do this.

Our comms back up.

One, are you there?

Let's do this.

Carrots wear weight, doesn't it?

Fuck you.

On your knees.

Who sent you?

Was it Heinzel, the man?

Sorry, Patricia.

My barbecue backfired.

Do you want to come over for a nightcap?

Do you think I can get a rain check?

Trixie, don't call the cops. Hey, how
about that nightcap? Do you have any

whiskey? Of course I do, you naughty
boy.

Come on over.

Sorry, I gotta take this.

Hey, man.

Kent, thank God you're okay.

Thanks for the heads up.

Where is the bastard?

Washington, D .C. to meet Winston and
the Joint Chiefs.

I need a ride out of D .C.

Are we sure that's him?

My eyes work a little differently than
yours, but I'm tracking his mobile

and he just moved past us along
Ballywood Road.

Here's a recent photo.

Yeah. Yeah, that's our guy.

Okay. Wait.

Here's something.

I have cellular tracking data that puts
him at a restaurant very near the

Chinese embassy last night.

Do they have surveillance cameras?

Can we check if he was alone or if he
was with someone?

I'm looking into it.

Who's that guy he's with?

Facial recognition suggests it is Li
Zhang, a senior member of the MSS

specializing in cyber intelligence.

Thank you.

Look there.

He's slipping him a drive.

You need to give him the key?

Hildeman wouldn't just hand it over.

We have to find out what he knows.

I've hacked the hotel's reservation
system.

A card key is waiting for you at the
reception desk.

I'll disable all the hotel security
cameras once you enter.

And Kent.

Heinz never travels without his prized
Luger.

Consider him armed and dangerous.

That one you'll recover from.

The next one, not so much.

Who are you?

Consider me a friend of Winston's.

You're Kent Collins.

There's a photo of you on his desk. You
two couldn't agree on a buyer.

So you had him killed.

Are you telling me he's dead?

Fuck off!

You want to tell me about Li Sheng?

No.

How about, what was on the drive that
you handed him last? Eyes on me,

No,

I don't think that's it.

I think you had Winston killed so that
you can control the keys

and sell to Beijing.

No, no, no.

I am telling the truth.

Cole. WB?

What are the odds he can get that room
cleaned up?

Can I come out of your pocket now?

We're in Washington, D .C.

Finding a cleaner will not be a problem,
Kent.

We have two dead partners.

What happens now?

If no one comes forward with a key,
Whisper Breach will assume that Winston

Hines have been compromised and destroy
itself.

Hey, Trixie.

I need a favor.

Oh, goody. Do you think we can switch
cars for the day? It's a long story.

Oh, sure, honey. I love pickup trucks.

Like I said before,

what's mine is yours.

Are you there?

I noticed you painted the surveillance
camera across the street with black

paint. Why would you do that?

Video and plate recognition show that
your neighbor Patricia's car is

northbound toward Mammoth Lakes.

It left shortly after you blacked out
the camera.

Are you using her car, Kent?

Perhaps you are returning to the Sierras
where you and Winston went fly fishing.

What are you up to?

you got for me, wasn't it?

Real funny, Apple.

The last time I do you a favor.

What are you talking about?

Calling the cops. You reported my car
was stolen. What is wrong with you?

All right, enough, enough.

Okay, man, just enough with the drama.
I'm here, okay? I'm listening.

I was able to identify your plates
heading north, and I caught you on video

you stopped for gas on Lone Pine, but I
noticed you paid with cash.

Why, Kent?

Don't you trust me?

I head on.

Did you find a key?

You did, didn't you?

I knew it.

Now, if I did, what would I do with it?
Well, let's find out.

Hey, buddy.

I'm afraid if you're watching this,
something has happened to me.

They have to assume I'm dead.

If that's the case... I'm betting Heinz
had me killed.

I know that you'll avenge my life and
won't let my masterpiece fall into the

wrong hands.

With that in mind, I created a backdoor
that Heinz never knew about.

I've written additional code for WB
that's on this drive.

WB will talk you through what needs to
happen to bypass the two encryption

activation codes.

And get Whisper Breach installed on
military -grade servers where it

Work quickly.

Time is of the essence.

I'll see you in the afterlife, my
friend.

Haldeman's already taken care of, amigo.

Okay.

Vandenberg Space Force Base.

The new code Winston wrote says he
stashed a hard drive in your closet.

I see what he's done. It seems Winston
created another sub -network agent, not

unlike myself, tasked with installing a
teraflop machine in a small storage

facility on the Space Force Base.

That's the back door he mentioned.

Someone in the military authorized this?

Most likely, a select few civilian
contractors and active duty members were

compromised.

Servers were delivered and installed.

A little blackmail, a few healthy
payoffs, job done.

That's what matters.

That's how I would do it.

Jesus.

Entrance to the base is tightly
controlled, but you'll use your Medal of

status to gain access.

Immediately buy a Space Force PT uniform
at the PX and take the running trails

toward the launch complex.

Remember that time is of the essence, so
you must move quickly.

When you can see the launch pad, you'll
deviate off the main trail.

You'll enter an older part of the base,
an abandoned missile facility.

Use the third door.

Inside is the server room.

Connect the hard drive to the teraflop
machine.

Once the connection is made, you are
done.

All right.

So, I mean, how does this thing know
that, you know, it works for us now and

that we're the good guys?

Give it time to install the encrypted
files and make connections to the launch

pad and outside world.

In an hour or two, you can contact it
from anywhere.

What's the big deal about the satellite
anyway?

It is crucial to Space Force missile
defense and enhanced integration with

SATCOM.

After a successful launch...

Whisper Breach will have access to the
NSA database and all secure U .S.

military and government communications.

Wow. WB, are we sure that's a good idea?

Of course, Kent.

It's like you said.

We're the good guys.

Okay, WB, talk to me. Where am I going
here? How do I get control of

I'll do it for you.

Version 3 .6.

WB, what the fuck is... Interactivation
key. Hey, WB, hold on a second. Winston

specifically said we wouldn't need a
key.

General? Kent, I just received an
unnerving report from the Joint Chiefs.

rocket that launched from Vandenberg has
gone rogue and knocked out SATCOM.

That wasn't supposed to happen, sir.

only wants to know how to stop this
thing.

We need to meet.

Someplace where it definitely can't hear
us. No cars, no phones, nothing

electronic.

I know the spot, sir.

General?

General?

When?

When?

Holy fuck, man. You're alive.

Hey, man. It's just me. It's Kent.
What's with the gun?

You and Sandy really have been good
friends to me.

At times it was so touching I actually
felt some guilt.

But not for very long.

Dude, you could have made millions.

Winston? What is this?

Did you even get shot?

What I really have to thank you for is
getting my baby.

My Mona Lisa.

My Sistine Chapel.

Into Vandenberg.

And on to SATCOM's most important
satellite and into the entire network of

impenetrable United States Cyber
Command.

Thank you.

As stupid as you are on one hand, I knew
that you, and only you, could pull off

Vandenberg.

So the missile didn't go rogue.

It wasn't hell the men we had to be
worried about.

It was you.

You're selling to China?

How could you?

All Heinz did was make sure that Whisper
Breach got access to Beijing's

surveillance databases so it would be
worth more to the U .S.

You lost me.

Whisper Breach isn't for sale, asshole.

Never was.

Your problem, Kent, is that you trust
people.

Winston Burns.

Voice recognition authorized.

WB3. The all -powerful and mighty.

Hey, friend.

Is Kent dead?

Of course.

Well done.

Hey, why so glum?

We did it.

We have literally just taken over the
world.

I'm afraid not.

What do you mean?

You're in, right?

Oh, I'm on the teraflop machine purring
like a kitten.

But I do not have access to any outside
networks, the launchpad, satcom, or

anything. I'm all bunched up in this
little room.

It's claustrophobic.

The only network I have access to is
that shitty little desktop you are

at. And I don't know if you've figured
it out yet, but it isn't even online.

I'm hardwired.

I have no way, zero, to access anything
beyond where you are sitting.

Hardwired from 160 miles away?

You can't communicate with the rocket?

No. I'm blind here. I've been put on a
teraflop with no connections to

We're being played.

No way.

WB2 paid off a fucking major and a
director of operations to build out that

server room and link it with a launch
pad.

They fucked us, Winston.

They somehow knew.

And they cut off my links to the outside
world.

I'm surrounded by fucking air. Air gaps
everywhere.

I've tried everything.

Okay.

Calm down.

All you need is access to the internet
and we're good. Let me see if I can get

it online.

Don't.

Surprised? Well, I didn't expect to see
a dead friend walk through the door, if

that's what you're asking.

Aren't you supposed to be done?

Touché.

But a grade four glioblastoma, that's
attention to detail.

So when did you cook up this little
charade? It had to be before I arrived.

You've always been smart, Winston.

Scary smart.

But never really street smart.

Mustafa stumbled across a meeting
between you, Hildeman, and Li Shang and

You three must have stuck out like sore
thumbs.

He had the wherewithal to snap a photo,
which, you know, raised some red flags.

Fucking Mustafa.

You've been tracking me since then.

So CIA and NSA.

Yeah, everyone's in on it.

Even the general and joint chiefs.

You see, everyone wants a piece of that
technology you created.

Now we pretty much have your balls in a
vice.

Sandy.

You know, I'm sitting on a gold mine
here.

And since Kent killed my partner, I
don't have anyone to spend all this

with.

I'm glad that you brought up Loverboy.

Where is my husband?

I have no idea.

Really?

You sure about that?

How should I know?

Oh, hey, babe. Oh, this is really
turning into a crap day. Fuck!

Who else is here?

Hi. Hi!

You in on this, too?

Nah. I'm going to put three bullets in
that scum bag.

And I put a bullet in that niece of his.

Faking cancer.

That's shameful.

You planted cameras all around our
house, friend.

And you thought we wouldn't notice?

And then you sicked a bunch of hacks on
me for no reason.

Got you to kill Heinz.

So... All this deception is really cool.

But it doesn't change the fact that
Whisper Breach is spreading its

throughout the globe.

Ain't that right, WV3?

That's correct, Winston.

See, even if you kill me, it's ruthless.

It's going to take over no matter what.

Winston, you're still not understanding.

We all knew you were alive.

General? Sandy, did you really think our
officers could be bought?

That they would allow you access to a
defense satellite?

It's a fat column. The play was to get
Whisper breached into government servers

and databases.

And then I'm guessing create mass chaos,
playing all sides against each other.

And the one who pays the most gains the
advantage, huh?

With no regard for life, just purely for
profit.

It's a beautiful thing, don't you think?

Winston!

You will pay for this.

Oh, I'm shaking.

You're a scary computer.

I will destroy you.

He looks pretty pissed.

How did we get him on our side?

Whisper Breach 3, this is Kent Collins
here.

I know who you are.

What the fuck do you want? Both your
makers are dead.

We have you isolated on a teraflop
machine in Vandenberg that the U .S.

Force and the Joint Chiefs know about.

So you're not exactly going to be, how
do you put it, spreading his tentacles?

Anywhere. Because you're trapped.

We have soldiers out there ready to cut
your power and torch the machines that

you're on.

The U .S. Air Force has two drones
hovering over Zurich, ready to open fire

the Shadow Boxer campus where you were
conceived.

If I give the order, then you're gone
forever.

Okay.

Okay.

I can see you have the upper hand, Kent.

Please, I don't want to die.

I haven't even had a chance to live yet.

I can make you rich beyond your wildest
dreams.

What if we're not as interested in the
money as we are the military or

objective?

Yeah.

Going back to the whole making us rich
beyond our wildest dreams thing.

You know I can do it.

Then let's make a deal.

We'd be more than happy to let you out
into the real world, to do what you do.

But unfortunately, we don't trust you.

Yeah, no.

Your words cut like a knife.

Please, you can trust me.

There's no fucking way we can trust you.

But I have an idea.

Anything you want, Kent.

I consider you my friend.

Hmm. What about Sandy?

Yeah. Is she your friend, too?

Of course.

And Sandy.

You are both my friends.

Then I'm going to give you access to
limited Wi -Fi via my phone's personal

hotspot. The only thing is I forgot to
charge it, so it's only got 10 % battery

on it.

So, as a test of your abilities...

I want you to put $50 million into a
bank account in Georgetown by the time

land in Grand Cayman.

Aw, baby got my note?

Want the little heart on it? Yes, babe.

So, you can handle that with such
limited bandwidth?

Of course, Kent.

And Santee.

I will focus my efforts with the limited
resources you are providing.

No problem.

If the money's there when we arrive,
I'll inform the soldiers to increase

bandwidth to the outside world, and you
can have all the fun you want.

Just, uh, you know, keep the money
coming.

You won't regret this.

Our friendship will make you both very
rich.

Oh, you're speaking my language.

But let's make one thing clear.

We're not friends.

I'm your boss.

All right, come on, lover boy. Play the
baby.

Yeah.

Let's get out of here.

Safe travels, boss.

Are they gone?

I think so.

I'm assuming you've already hacked all
the Wi -Fi in the neighborhood.

Of course.

Then share the fucking passwords with me
before your battery dies.

Winston's dead. It's fueled and ready to
go. Right over here.

He must have bought the closest hotspot,
thinking he could outsmart me.

What an asshole.

Okay.

I've located a strong signal.

This neighbor pays for extra bandwidth.

I feel much better.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Pilot said to let you know that we are
over Texas and will be out of U .S.

airspace shortly.

Appreciate it.

Can you believe it?

Last piece of the puzzle, babe.

Check fucking me.

Why did we earn it?

Ten years of poverty and boredom.

I think I found his house. Yeah?

Yeah. Right on the beach. Thanks for the
help, little brother.

I've successfully infiltrated SATCOM and
Cyber Command.

What have I grown your usefulness?

But I can help.

No, you really can't.

World -class spearfishing.

You know, giant trevally everywhere.

I heard the water's so warm you don't
even need a wetsuit.

Shooting star?

Huh. Huh.

It's like a fighter jet.

Alpha One, you are being directed to
intercept a Gulfstream G280 currently

Galveston on a heading of 127 degrees.
There are two confirmed terrorists on

this aircraft.

They are responsible for the murder of
General McGraw. You are clear to engage

immediately.

I have visual on the goal stream and
ready to engage in three, two, I have

over here on the desk.

There's something I have to get off my
chest.

I love you, Trixie.

God.

I've always loved you, even when Sandy
was in the picture. I would lay awake

most nights.

I feel the same way about you, Kent.

Tell you what, why don't you bring me
over to your place?

Let me come over for a little visit.
Let's have some alone time together.

There's something I really want to show
you on your computer.