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CYBER TRACKER 2

Around the back.

Well, well, Mr. Dern.

My, right on time too. I like punctual fires.

All this artillery, Rico? Just for me?

- I'm flattered. - We don't fuck around.

- Not with shit as hot as this. - Your partner seems edgy, Rico.

Nelson, back off.

Let's do it.

All right, everybody. Hold tight till I give the word.

$20 million in counterfeit money.

All prime, every last one of them.

Word out on the street Rico is your stuff's hot.

Too hot.

And you going to deal or you want to drop.

We got other appointments.

- Two millions. - Shit!

Please, don't insult me, huh?

Nobody else will buy this for half that much.

Still 3 million.

Two.

You little fucker!

People like us we never forget being squeezed.

Business is business.

You going to count it or you going to trust me?

Going in! Move!

I'm a federal agent. Put your weapons down.

Give it up, Rico. You're surrounded.

- Fuck you! - Rico, no!

Get rid of him.

God damn it!

Get out there and take care of on the cops.

I want them dead.

I don't know who you are, Mr. Dem, but that was very impressive.

I'm sorry to say your luck is run out.

It's time to die.

Rico Antares, you have attacked the property of the United

States government by threatening the life of Secret Service Officer.

Your miserable life force has been terminated.

- Number Nine, good to see you. - Glad to be of service, Captain Phillips.

- Call me Eric. - A term of familiarity.

Unfortunately my personal programming does not allow me to address

a secret service officer in an informal manner, Captain Philips.

Okay, already. Keep secure the warehouse.

- I'll by Pruitt. - Understood, Cap. Phillips.

Freeze!

- Over by the door. - The structure is clear, Captain Phillips.

- Good. Thanks, Number Nine - Glad to be at service, Captain Phillips.

- Call me Eric. - A term of familiarity, Eric.

Unfortunately my personal programming does not allow me to address...

All right. I've heard it already.

Eric, you're all right?

I'm fine, thanks to number nine here.

- Yeah. - Cyber Tracker Nine, reporting.

Good job, Nine, report back to Precinct 7.

Yes, sir.

Let's go to my house, Emma fix us some soul food.

Sounds great, but Connie's going to be home soon.

So, is my niece going to pass her exam next week?

She should, man. Has been training hard every day.

That's good to hear.

That's right when are you going to start your own family?

I'm working on it. I'm working on it.

Welcome home, Eric.

Hi, Aggie.

There was no messages and I've had a boring day how was work?

Fine.

The mayor's dog chewed up your paper again all I could do was watch.

I felt completely helpless.

Well, don't stress out over it.

Cold pizza.

I get married, buy a house,

and every meal I come home to is cold pizza.

It's your own fault, you married a career woman.

Thanks for trying to cheer me up.

Would you like to watch the Evening News?

Yeah.

Our main story tonight concerns a major gun battle between police

and a heavily armed gang in San Pedro this afternoon.

Good evening, Southern California's only...

- Welcome home, Connie. - Hi, Agnes.

Police and government agents apparently trapped the suspects in a warehouse,

where the gang was trying to sell...

- Hi. - Hi.

Grab some pizza?

I wasn't hungry.

after a series of assaults which left several law enforcers dead,

The police command called in core tracker Nine,

to take control of the situation.

You were in there today, weren't you?

I like your hair but I hate this undercover crap.

I don't know...

I just don't feel comfortable with this cyber technology.

I just don't trust it.

Trackers aren't bad.

But if it came down to it would you trust your life to one?

Well, I try not to.

Look...

Do you remember when the nuclear power plants used to have missing plutonium?

Well, I happen to have dug up a few leads on some missing cyber technology.

The commission's all over that stuff like caughts.

I'm not saying that they're not,

but there's always leaks.

You want it to be safe, so you simply

choose to believe that it is safe and it's not.

Look, Connie, the bottom line is trackers saving

cops lives, one saved mine today.

Think about.

I try not to think about what you do at work, Eric.

- Let's talk about something else. - Like what?

I'll talk about that.

Eric would you like me to activate the privacy mode?

- Thanks, Agnes. - Thanks, Agnes.

See? Now there's a technological advancement I'm comfortable with.

- Morning, Eric. - Morning

- Can I use your simulator? - Right now?

It's practice. You want me to practice for my black belt test don't you?

Sure, but maybe not at six and thirty in the morning?

Hi, Amanda. Don't pay attention to him.

He's a grouch before he has his coffee in the morning come on in.

- Connie, incoming line from Jared. - Put him on, Agnes.

Good morning, Connie are you ready you know how

governor Quincy likes to blow past the Press Gallery?

If you're late, we're going to miss him.

I am on my way, out the door.

Okay, I'll see you.

I got to go. I'll see you later.

Don't forget to say hi to me on the newscast.

Yeah, right.

Oh, Eric?

Yes, Agnes.

The morning paper!

Hey!

Level ten, huh?

Don't worry. I can stop this computerized stuff.

Oh, really?

Yeah, just do set the computer doesn't expect.

Be unpredictable, it ain't hard.

Easy.

Ok, isn't hard.

No, no, no, cancel that meeting.

Here he comes.

Good morning, Governor. How's Caroline and the new baby?

How was the vacation, Governor?

Miss you in the Capitol steps, Governor.

Good morning, everyone.

No official announcements to make this morning but I'll be happy

to answer a few questions before I go into Council chamber.

Governor Quincy...?

Bye, Eric.

Stay and watch the news Connie's going to be on.

Connie's always on.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

TV, Agnes.

Hey, Jared. Where's Connie she's going to miss the governor.

I don't know.

- It's not like it would be this late. - I know.

Connie, where you been?

Come on guys, we got to get inside, let's go.

I can carry my own camera.

The way to avoid financial problems is through confident spending,

and by developing the manufacturing base of our state.

Inadequate spending three previous administrations to mine.

I refuse to keep repeating that mistake.

I refuse.

You can't make money unless you're willing to invest in your future.

You have to build a base to grow upon.

And that's what I'm talking about here,

a base to build on.

A solid economy, that will allow future generations,

Your children and mine to grow and prosper.

That's why I support large development loans for all businesses.

Big and small.

And that's why I support the tax increase

necessary to make those funds available.

It's an investment in the future of our State.

And it's an investment in the future of our children.

My fellow citizens,

it's an investment we cannot afford to miss.

Governor?

Connie?

- A gun! - A gun!

My God!

Can't be!

You right by here, stop!

3156, I located the suspect's vehicle.

The suspect headed for ground level.

555-3691.

Eric, incoming call from Jared. Priority One.

Put it on.

- Eric? - What the hell happened, Jared?

That wasn't Connie, Eric, it wasn't her.

- I figured that much. - Yeah, then who the hell was it?

- What the hell was it? - What?

Oh, shit! Eric, I don't know what to do.

The cops are going to find Connie, going be looking for me.

We can't talk now.

The public com lines might be monitored, meet me at the park.

Ok.

Agnes...

Lock up.

Of course, Eric. Oh, dear.

Sorry about the short notice Commander,

but we got a major emergency on our hands.

No problem, Chief. What's the condition of Governor Quincy?

The governor was declared dead upon arrival at the hospital minutes ago.

Deputy Governor Rhodes here is now acting Governor.

My first official Act,

was to initiate a statewide manhunt for Connie Phillips.

Here's a file of Connie Phillips you wanted, Chief.

Thanks.

All right here's our profile she's a former UHR terrorist,

trained in guerilla tactics and assassination.

Her cameraman, Jared O'Brien, was also a member of that group.

Yeah, but this was years ago.

The UHR, the union for human rights,

it proved itself to be a force for patriots.

- Their motives were always unclear. - Excuse me, sir.

The UHR fought and exposed a high level conspiracy

to use cyber trackers to overthrow the government.

Once a UHR terrorist, always a terrorist, Commander.

- Their priorities have simply changed. - To assassination?

Sir, I know Connie Phillips.

There's no way in hell that she would have done this.

This is not a discussion. I want to track her on this, now.

Send out tracker 59. Priority one.

Is this necessary, sir?

Consider that a direct order, Commander Swain.

Yes, sir.

I like it, George.

Tell Mr. Carpenter I'm on my way down.

Mr. Morgan, a perfect mission.

Congratulations!

Don't thank me, thank Advanced cyber technology.

Has made us millionaires, Rueben.

You haven't seen anything yet.

What have you cooked up for me now?

This lovely creature is the ultimate killing machine.

An entire Army couldn't stop it.

It can assassinate any world leader,

anywhere on the globe at any time.

That should command a substantial price take.

A billion dollars sounds about right.

Sure beats working at the police cyber lab.

You have proven yourself to be a tremendously gifted cyber scientist Rueben.

- You were wasted on a police payroll. - I have no complaints.

I'm officially retired, remember?

The Sultan's assassin is almost ready,

all that's left is the face.

- How long will that takes? - Only a few minutes.

The digital mapping of the super orbital structure is nearly complete.

I can put any face on it I want.

That should prove handy.

The client's package is here, Mr. Morgan.

Good morning, Mr. Morgan.

The governor is dead as required by our contract.

I think you have something for me?

- Would you like me to count it, sir? - That won't be necessary.

I'm sure my client has seemed fit to fulfill his end of the bargain.

After all, he doesn't want to be next on a Hit Parade, that doesn't?

Tell your boss our association has ended.

Thank you.

Vickers...

it's time to tie up our loose end.

Make it look like an accident.

It'll be the work of art, Mr. Morgan.

1020 on suspect van is negative. APV on Connie toes...

- You're okay? - Yeah, my car's this way.

Look, I've been monitoring the police county lines.

They don't know anything.

It's like Connie dropped off the face of the Earth.

Well, whatever killed the governor today at the press conference,

It was a perfect duplicate at Connie. Was perfect.

Right, it was tracker technology.

Somebody built a tracker to replace Connie and assassinate Quincy.

Then where is Connie?

I don't know. But I'm going to find her.

Then I'm going to get who's responsible.

Vickers, is it time yet? It's hot here.

Yeah! Get the place set up and fry the Phillips bitch.

Hey man, why you make us roast in the fuck bar all afternoon?

Why we just don't kill her right away?

Because we want the cops to find the body.

And forensics can tell what time of day she died.

So?

So, idiot it wouldn't look good if they figured out that

she died before the governor got killed, would it?

Oh, yeah!

They think she's a terrorist.

It's got to look like she blew herself up making bombs.

Hey, don't worry Vickers, man.

We got all the fix. We're going to blow the fuck out of this place, man.

Hey, don't go overboard!

They've got to be able to identify the body, at least from den records.

Mental records?

Just blow the place to hell!

Que foi isso?

Yes?

- Eric? - Connie, where the hell are you?

I'm somewhere on the east side near King Street.

- What the hell is going on? - I'll explain when I see you.

You remember that Park we at last weekend?

- Yeah! - Meet me there.

Okay, goodbye.

The tracker was on the ball and trace her.

Just in case. Let's go.

Thanks.

Here.

I don't know.

I am unit 59 of the federal division of core trackers.

You, Connie Teresa Phillips, have been found

guilty of murder by the United States

computerized judicial system and accordance

to Penal Code 149 you are to be executed, now.

- Are you al right? - Yeah!

Eric, look out!

I'm captain Eric Phillips, Secret Service. I'm ordering you to stop.

Captain Eric Phillips. Identification positive.

You have no Authority in this matter, Captain.

Step aside.

Oh, shit!

This way!

Hey!

What a...

Hey, slow down, pig head!

Looks like we loose him.

Go!

Grab the wheel.

Eric, come on, move!

Inconvenient citizen, please contact the municipal

law enforcement Branch at 1-800-555-2387.

The city will reimburse your company for the loss of his vehicle.

And wiil provide you with an emotional distress compensation, thank you.

I apologize...

I don't believe I heard you correctly.

I thought I heard you say Connie Phillips is still alive.

Mr. Morgan she...

she was spotted by a police tracker this morning.

- She must have... - Shut up!

Mr. Morgan, I'll find her.

You lost her.

- Miss Kessel? - Yes, Mr. Morgan.

It is imperative that we get to Connie Phillips,

before she services somewhere inconvenient for us.

Do you think you can handle it?

Consider it done, sir.

Rueben!

The new kill tracker are ready?

It takes some time to map and construct a face.

Is it ready or is it not?

Almost.

Relax, Morgan, have I ever let you down?

Excellent.

Shit, Shit, Eric, man!

And Connie!

Come in, Compadre.

I don't see you guys for three years and all a sudden I see you on the news.

- Man, you guys are in big trouble. - Big trouble.

- Yeah! Well, you're welcome here, you know. - Thanks, Trip.

Trip this is my husband, Eric Phillips.

Eric this is Gary tripwire cabit.

Hey, call me trip. Nice to meet you, Eric.

Hey you look like a guy can handle a gun.

I fired one once or twice.

Trip was our explosive expert in the old UHR days.

Hey, you think we're going to see some heavy action again?

We might. Looks like the old tracker problems back.

Hey, well I'm ready. I'm ready to jump into action in a moment's notice.

Hey! I got it all right here.

Hey, I got a couple of friends you know. Commando types,

From the old days ready to join me at a moment's notice. man.

Great.

Hey, well come on downstairs and see what I got.

I knew you'd be on the ball trip.

Yeah! What the hell with skirmishes, I'm ready for war.

This is a time fragmentation grenade.

Where'd you get this?

Stolen from the cops. But that's nothing, check this out.

Three years it took me...

but finally I developed a gun can actually slow down a tracker.

- Trust me. - Thanks. I work at it.

Man, I hope we get to see some action.

Yeah, don't worry about that.

I hate this.

One minute on my way to work,

next minute I wake up slated for execution in some garage.

They use me to kill the governor.

And though these days were over.

I'm going to go see Doug.

Maybe he can buy us some time, call these trackers off.

Yeah, what if he can't?

We have an unauthorized entry into our data line.

It appears as though someone's trying to trace our

tap into the police cyber base, Mr. Morgan.

Rerun him into the dummy system.

Rerouting.

It's got to be Swain.

He's been sniffing around us like a dog in heat for months.

Is Swain, all right, he's hacking it this file like a pro.

He's too close.

Son of a bitch!

He's digging at the appropriations file.

The Cyber parts list.

If he cracks it there's evidence of our operation there.

- Shit! He's almost in. - Kick him out.

Done.

Damn!

2900 WILSHIRE

Did he get anything?

I don't know I don't know. He might have.

This is not good.

- It could lead him straight to us. - That cannot happen.

Well, what are we going do?

- Hi, Doug. - Hi, Eric.

Took a big risk coming here.

I don't have any options.

What took you so long?

Sit down.

- Connie's innocent. - I know.

She was abducted replaced with some kind of duplicate tracker.

I believe you, but a jury never would.

Not unless you come up with a hell of a lot of evidences.

I need time to clear her.

- Call off the trackers. - I can't do that.

Well, then change your assignment to capture mode instead of execution.

That I can do.

Thanks.

Can I help you?

Shit. What the hell is that?

Let's get out of here!

Level six, that's where it's coming from!

Come on!

Come on, we got to protect the armory!

Oh my God. What's going on?

Close the floors 4, 5 e 6!

Everybody now. Move it!

Jesus Christ, it's you Eric!

It's after you, Doug.

Come on!

Move back, move back, and secure the ground level.

Hey, what the hell is that?

Tracker technology gone bad.

Come on!

I am Unit 23 of the federal division of core trackers,

It is against Federal Regulation to murder citizens and police officers,

You are to be executed, now!

That's our chance, come on!

Hurry, Eric! Move!

Hit the gas! Get us out of here!

In his rib, Doug. Shove it in his rib.

Let's go! Get out of here!

You! Get out the ground. Now!

That's him!

I knew somebody was stealing tracker technology.

We're not going to be able to shake this thing.

I've gotten rid of his kind of before.

For we're just going to have to do something he can't predict.

Here comes, Eric.

Hang on.

It's all right?

We're going to have to jump?

Jump?

Jump!

Oh, shit!

- Are you all right? - No. My leg.

We go to go!

Come on.

He's down!

Come on, we got to get out of here.

Come on.

The carnage is unbelievable!

We are now waiting from governor...

- Here he comes! Mr. Governor! - In God's name, what happened here?

Governor, I'd like to show you the surveillance video.

What is that? The tape Is so dark can barely see.

Oh, an officer went down.

The governor at this moment is watching the surveillance tape.

that happen not an hour ago was recorded at this police station.

and in a moment we hope to get the comment from...

It's obvious that Eric Phillips has joined his wife.

in UHR terrorist campaign.

There is no justification for this coldblooded massacre,

and I assure you I will not rest until the Phillips and their murdering band

are brought to full Justice.

Trip, what the hell are you doing?

Wiring this place to blow sky high, of course.

Of course? Why?

A tracker gets in here man, he ain't getting out in one piece.

I promise you that.

200 pounds of plastic explosives

will fry his cyber flesh and knock his plutonium solenoid units to pieces.

It'll be bye-bye, cyber fucker.

- Excuse me. - Excuse me.

No, no, excuse me Trip, what about us?

What about us?

Here's a shocking piece of news, in an unprecedented disclosure.

of crime scene information.

Governor Rhodes has declared war on the UHR.

Oh my God, the police station.

Look at this scene of destruction!

It appears that the city is gripped in a reign of terror.

a deadly conspiracy engineered by some

whom many have considered our City's finest:

Connie e Eric Phillips.

This is not good.

Oh my God! I saw the police station on the news. Are you okay?

I'm fine he's hurt.

Put him on the cut. Get the first aid.

He may have a concussion.

You got to keep him warm.

They did the same thing to you, these bastards.

Why the hell did it attack the police station?

- It was after Swain. - What for?

He was investigating the same Cyber Technology leak that Connie and us.

He must have got too close.

Man, they're going to find us.

- We've got to go on the offensive. - Yes.

This means war.

Manhunt is dangerous, Morgan...

just like my continued association with you is dangerous.

We wouldn't be pulling these stunts if you killed

Connie Phillips like you were hired to do.

And these things? What are these things?

These pieces are junk, are proving absolutely worthless.

I don't leave a job unfinished, Governor.

Eric and Connie Phillips will be dead within 24 hours.

What about Commander Swain?

You fuck up that here too, didn't you?

- I'll take care of it. - I have heard that before.

- Don't underestimate me, Rhodes. - Don't underestimate me.

Do you realize what's at stake here? If you screw up one more time...

If I screw up what? What are you going to do?

There's a line between men like you, governor, and men like me.

Don't cross it!

Now, leave me!

Trip...

you have to do that?

Helps me think.

Can, can those can those darts detonate those things or what?

Nah! I don't think so.

Relax.

Is the Eric tracker fully repaired?

Yeah! Good as new it only suffered minimal damage.

Mr. Morgan the governor's assistant is here to see you, sir.

Send her in.

What is it now, messenger boy?

The governor wants a progress report on the Connie Phillips matter.

You mean did I kill her?

Did I kill her?

I don't Supply report cards, messenger boy.

But you are aware of the fact that you have been

paid for a job that you left unfinished aren't you?

Call the Governor.

- From here it'll be traced. - It has a police clearance code.

555-8229.

Governor Rhodes? This is Blair...

Rhodes...

if you want to talk to me...

come in person, stop dropping your shit on my doorstep.

Don't send your pretty bitch down here like this is some kind of launder matter.

Now, if we're going to solve our little problem,

I will need the continued cooperation of your office.

we have to deal,

in person.

I'll expect you here tonight.

You're in to kill Rhodes, aren't you? You have to.

Ruben, get Brooks down here with the mop and clean up that mess.

Yeah, okay!

But first have a look at my masterpiece.

At your service, sir.

This fire is my blood. Magnificent, Reuben.

And you, my new friend...

you might kill a president or a king or a prime minister.

He's going to be famous.

It's almost ready.

There's just one final program to be loaded.

Do it. I want him ready for transport by tomorrow.

How do you feel?

Like I've been hit by a truck.

Here.

Did you get any leads on that illegal tracker program?

Well, not much, but I got this address.

I didn't get a chance to check it out.

Now the evidence is then,

but I got a strong suspicion as to who's running the show.

- Do you think it's Governor is in? - He's in it.

It he has to be...

But we're talking about even bigger fish than Rhodes.

We're definitely dealing with someone with a financial backing and contacts...

- to build and barter these cyber assassins. - Exactly Paris Morgan.

He's a big International weapons dealer.

I believe he's The Mastermind behind all of this.

Eric you know him?

Yeah! I know.

Morgan was a CIA man, special forces.

until he went for the big money with the mercenaries.

He's good.

I'm going to check out this address.

I'm going with you.

We need you here, Jared.

Is he ready?

It is activated and the new target computed.

Get the governor my personal regards.

I want to see Mr. Morgan.

I'm sorry, sir. But he left not to be disturb.

Right now!

Mr. Morgan is a little busy right now.

No, no, no, you don't understand. He called me, this is emergency.

I guess he doesn't think so.

Let's go, Doug.

Come on! Come on! Out! Let's go! Let's go!

Come on!

Come on!

Jesus!

Come on! Come on!

Try get this, cyber asshole!

Jesus Christ, Trip!

Forget about me, Connie. I'm finished.

I'm going with a blaze of glory.

Find some time.

Get out here!

Let's go!

Shit!

Go!

The party is over.

- What's a Grizzly trophy. - I've got an idea.

Okay, whatever, come on, let's go.

Move it, Ruben. It's time to go.

And just where exactly are we going?

Switzerland seems right. I have Associates there.

But I need at least three days to dismantle this lab.

No, no, no, no, no, no. Move out of here...

in one hour.

And what about my equipment?

We blasted into a million pieces.

My God, Paris, what a waste.

Word of advice about International Espionage.

Don't leave a trail.

Don't worry, pick up where we left off and we get set up in Zurich.

What about Phillips and Swain?

Well, every new business experiences minor setbacks.

And the police May kill them yet.

No matter what happens, we'll be long gone,

before they even knew we were here.

Oh let, the Connie tracker to self-destruct before we leave.

We'll take the Super tracker with us.

Hurry.

- Yes, Mr. Morgan. - Miss Kessel...

Have you dealt with the police?

The detectives are still here.

And the Press.

We're telling him it was Eric Phillips who did it.

And the witnesses are confirming.

Good work.

Get rid of the cops as fast as possible.

You'll be leaving by the back delivery door. And, Miss Kessel...

- I will be in touch. - Got it, sir.

Time to disappear.

I've been working with cyber tracker metals

for 10 years I've never seen anything as resilient as this.

Can you hear us?

- The audio circuits are function. - Where are you assembled?

I'm not programmed to answer that question.

I see I'm overriding the preset program.

We'll have access to his memory bank for a few seconds,

then it'll override and overload,

- and then it'll just self-destruct. - I hope this works.

Where are you assembled?

2900 Whilshire...

No more Eric tracker.

Commander Swain?

No, no, don't shoot! He's on our side.

What?!

I needed a backup. That I could depend on.

You programmed your own cyber tracker.

Right.

It's your old friend, tracker nine, remember?

Hello, Cap. Phillips.

- I've got to go to headquarters. - You're going to get arrested.

I think I've got enough information to convince them now.

- Somebody's got to listen to me. - Just be careful.

Good luck, Doug.

You got the tracker.

Don't shoot unless you have it. We've got surprise them.

Can you be quiet?

It's not exactly built for stealth, you know?

We're going to have to find another way in.

I'll draw these guys away, get to the lab.

This way!

Number nine draw their fire. I'll try to get behind.

Freeze!

Come on!

Freeze.

Shit!

Lose the gun.

Paris Morgan.

You recognize me. I'm flattered.

So glad to finally meet you in the flesh.

- I knew some good men you betrayed. - That's ancient history, my friend.

Well, I hate to kill and run but I have a plane waiting.

I must say, I'm really going to enjoy this.

Took marks for effort but, like I said, bad move.

Bloody hell!

Connie this place is wired to blow. We got to get out of here.

What about Nine?

What do you want me to do?

His major circuit should still be intact.

I don't think he's finished Eric we can't leave him here.

You walk?

Of course Captain Phillips.

Come on!

Let's go!

Hey!

What happened at the lab?

It's over come on.

I got take it.

Treat well this tracker.

Connie!

Connie, don't worry about number nine.

I'll see to it that he gets put back together right.

How you doing, buddy? The tracker worked okay for you?

- Great. - Good.

I can't believe I'm so worried about him.

- He's more than just a machine. - Yeah, he is.

Is glad to be of service, Captain Phillips.

Call me Eric.

Eric.

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