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(Equipment rattles)

Parker: Sierra One, wait on my Scorpio.

Sam: Sierra One, copy.

Man: Get those hands up.

Hands up! Get your hands up!

Hang on, here he comes.

I got the solution.

Man: Get down. (Woman yelps) Get down!

Don't!

Don't do it!

Stop!

(Whimpering quietly)

(Distorted sound of tape rewinding)

Spike and Jules: No! Please! Please don't kill us!

Lewis: Why not?

What do I got to lose?

You sound very upset.

You're damn straight I am!

Sam: I hear what you're saying, okay?

Stay in control, this is your negotiation.

What do we need to do, so that we can all go home?

You can give me what I want?

I'd like to try.

Lewis: You know what I'd really like?

I'd like some coke.

How about that, huh?

You gimme an ounce, this is over.

Lewis: Hello? Ed: I'm gonna do it! Hello?!

Spike: A little help here.

Ed: Hello? Spike: Hello?!

Lewis: You hear me, but you're not doin' nothin' about it!

He's a lying pig!

Sam: I'm not a liar.

Parker: Don't argue, just... Get him back.

Sam: Okay, look, you're obviously very upset.

Yes, yes, you know what that means?

Jules: You know, I really wish a cop would negotiate us to safety.

Come on, Sam, just talk to them.

Lewis: Dude, you know what I want!

I'm not giving you cocaine, jackass.

Bang, bang.

Spike: Jackass? Did he say jackass?

Parker: Okay, Sam, let's talk this through.

Just gimme a minute, sarge.

Can't you just give me some more time, 'kay?

What about... Just give me a week?

Okay, a couple of days then. Just a couple...

(Siren wails in the distance)

No, fine.

Maybe I'll get it tonight.

(Cell phone beeps off)

(Phone snaps shut)

(Clip clicks into place)

(Velcro strips rip apart)

Long way from Kandahar, huh?

I was doing everything right, wasn't I?

Mirroring, emotional labelling,

"I" messaging, everything in the book, but I just...

Need to listen.

Look, you can kick ass like nobody's business

and you look great in the cool pants,

but as long as you're out there

and you're trying to talk to somebody,

you've gotta be able to listen,

you've gotta be able to connect.

I know. Okay, it's just...

How do I connect to bad guys, when I spent four years shooting 'em?

I just need to finish this review.

Nah, you need time,

field training, a little patience.

Okay?

Remember, you got the cool pants down.

Woman: Twelve months ago,

this bank was city central's lowest performing branch

in the downtown core.

Since then,

thanks to all of you,

we're at number two. (Employees applaud)

(Door opens)

Now, before we start the new week,

I'd like to highlight the current figures

from our sales team.

Top seller, third week running...

I'm sorry, Ms. Skellar.

Ms. Skellar: Please, join your group.

Top sales figure for RRSPs and mutual funds,

goes to Wendy Traylor.

Great work, Wendy.

(Employees applaud)

Let's have an excellent week, everyone.

Thank you.

(Muffled chatter)

Ms. Skellar: Paul?

Paul, a word?

Ms. Skellar, I'm really sorry. My wife has just...

Paul.

Please, you don't have to apologize

for what's happening in your personal life.

Ever.

Thank you. It's a been hard week.

But... (Exhales)

You can't expect your team to pull your weight either.

It's a question of priorities.

Figure out yours, please.

Yes, absolutely.

That's all.

Oh, and can someone ask security to call the alarm company,

there was an error code with the door this morning.

(Door clunks shut)

Man: Do you know who I am?

I said, do you know who I am?

- Yes. - Good.

Then you know what to do.

I want $500,000 dollars.

You're gonna bring it back up here,

let me check it,

and then I go.

What did I say?

$500,000, and I bring it back, you check it,

- and then you go. - No dye packs.

No dye packs.

You check it, you go, no one gets hurt.

No one gets hurt. That's right.

Come on, let's go. Let's go.

Let's go.

Go on.

(Low hum of chatter)

Teller 1: Ms. Skeller?

Is it okay if I grab the foreign exchange file from your desk?

Uh, no.

No. Okay.

Well, I can ask somebody else, if you don't want me in there?

Do not go upstairs. (Half laughs)

Danger.

(Whispers) Robbery.

Manager's office.

(Screams) Robbery!

(Alarm wails, terrified patrons scream)

(Alarm wails)

Man: Nobody move! Nobody move!

Hey! Hold it!

Idiot!

What did you do?!

Paul: Holy crow! Man: Stop!

Man: You're the big boss, you're the big manager,

tell them to calm down. Just calm down!

Ms. Skellar: Everybody, calm down! Calm down!

(Cacophony of terrified chatter and screams)

- Tell them again! - Calm down!

Or somebody's gonna get hurt! You got it?!

♪♪

(Sirens wailing)

Sally: Team One, gear up, hot call.

Armed robbery in progress, Yonge and Queen,

possible hostages, single suspect, armed.

(Sirens wail, engines rev)

(Tires squeal, sirens wail)

(Sirens blare)

(Vehicles rumble and screech to a halt)

Parker: You got anything else?

Okay, thank you.

You got a video of him yet?

Parker: Nope.

Alarm company says someone comes in early morning with an override code.

I'm gonna assume it's our guy.

Video and audio are all cut.

So nobody could ID him when he got away?

Still woulda been kinda hard, what with the ski mask.

Ed: Great. Sam: Not great?

M.O. matches the Monday morning bandit, you heard of him?

Like five jobs this year already, that guy?

Parker: Six. We got ourselves a big fish.

The guy's a pro.

He knows managers are trained not to pull the alarm,

but just hand over the cash.

Sam: Somebody didn't get that memo.

Ed: Last one, a couple of tellers gave him some lip

and shot 'em both without blinking.

Jules: What about back ways, loading doors,

any entrance besides the main door?

No, it's just the front doors.

The fire exits around the other side,

but it's... It's all out in the open.

So, there's no way we can get in there without him seeing us.

Parker: Okay.

Okay, you figure out how to get into the impossible building

and I'll go talk to the killer with nothin' to lose.

If you put it that way.

Sam, you're with Ed, Jules, you're my second.

Sam: Let me be second, sarge. Jules: Easy, cowboy.

You know we can't blow or shoot anything up in the truck, right?

I could use the field training.

So long as...

You're not scared of blowing anything up?

No.

Parker: All right, follow me.

(Bank phone ringing)

(Footsteps clomp, phone ringing)

(Phone beeps on) Yeah?

Hello, this is Sergeant Gregory Parker

with the Police Strategic Response Unit.

Am I talking with the person in charge?

Man: This is the guy you're gonna get half a million

in unmarked fifties for, and by noon.

First contact with subject made 9:27 a.m.

Parker: Well, I hear you,

but you're the one in the bank, sir.

Look,

I don't know who you think you're dealing with.

I'm not some junkie that's looking for his day's fix, okay?

You and I both know that once that alarm went off,

that vault went into hard-lock.

And the only way you get it open now is manual override.

You know that.

So...

You are gonna get me my money.

You're gonna get me my money,

you're gonna get me a car --

an open car --

which you will park at the northeast corner

of Yonge and Queen,

and then sit back as me and my hostage drive right off.

Is all that clear?

You're gonna do this by noon

and if you don't, here's what's gonna happen.

Here, tell him.

(Gun cocks)

(Gasps)

This is Ruth Skellar.

I'm the manager of the bank.

Please do exactly as this man says

or he'll kill us all.

That's very good. Nice job.

(Phone beeps off)

Lewis: Hey, we got an action plan yet?

What about the getaway car he wants,

couldn't we just fit it with a tracker?

Yeah, we could, but he wants it at one of the busiest intersections in this city,

at lunch hour.

My bet: He takes the hostage as a shield,

gets within ten feet of that car, shoots the hostage,

runs when there's a crowd in the subway.

He'll lose us in two minutes. This guy is smart.

We gotta get to him before that.

Subway...

- You ever hear of Joe Sampson? - "Underground crew" Joe Sampson?

He always used to say, the best banks to hit were the ones by the subways.

Underground access, breakable walls,

nobody sees a thing.

How the hell you know Joe Sampson?

It takes a village.

Parker: 'Kay, we've got just over two hours.

What do we do when he demands his money?

Refer to a high authority, get concessions,

try to keep him on the line.

Good. So how do we make a connection with this guy?

Can't talk anybody out of anything if he thinks you don't understand.

So, what do you understand?

I don't know, guy's a thief...

You take pride in your job, so does he.

Connection.

Right? But remember what the point is, Sam,

it's not you, it's not him.

It's those hostages.

It's Ruth Skellar, she's the point.

(Dialing beeps)

(Phone ringing)

(Phone beeps on)

Man: Okay, you got my money?

Okay.

Well, past on your requests to my superiors,

but one thing that'll help us

is a sign of good faith on your part.

Yeah, this is where I'm supposed to start

turning over my hostages, I guess.

Well, that's not gonna happen.

Parker: It's nice dealing with a professional.

Six banks, six getaways...

That's something. That's planning.

Is that why you've always worked alone?

It's easier to plan?

Man: Easier to plan. That's right, yeah.

And you're alone now too, right?

Part of the plan?

Hey, it's like I tell my guys.

"You fail to plan, you plan to fail." Am I right?

Something like that.

And I respect that,

but how long can you keep doing this?

I'm just saying, you know how this usually ends, right?

Don't we all wanna go home?

How the hell am I supposed to do that?

What does that even mean?

How am I supposed to do that?

Is it the last job you're worried about?

Shooting the tellers - what was it? -- 14, 15 times?

That says to me that something went very wrong,

something that you didn't wanna do, right?

Yeah, that's right. That's nothing I wanted.

Yeah, doesn't sound like you.

Man: But it is me... (Breathes heavily)

All right?

That's me when I don't get what I want,

and I advise you to remember that.

Just remember it.

(Phone clunks on desk)

Catch the remorse about the shooting?

Yeah.

Yup, not the typical anti-social profile.

(Paper tears)

Check this with the hold-up squad.

Hey, Eddie,

how're we doing with our deliberate action plan?

Ed: Heading underground now, boss.

Ms. Skellar: Excuse me.

What do you want?

People need to go to the bathroom.

Man: So?

So...

So I assume you don't want these people

dirtying themselves on the floor.

Oh?

And why would I care?

Because it's just gonna make them more afraid and on edge.

I'm just trying to make this easier for everybody.

You wanna make things easy, then sit down and shut up.

Sit down.

Ed: We're in the tunnel under the subway.

Jules, distraction on my go.

Jules, where are we?

Good to go.

Team?

Checking wall thickness.

(Scanner buzzes and beeps)

(Phone ringing)

Okay, I told you noon.

Parker: We're still working on everything,

I just wanted to warn you about something.

The manual alarm, when it was tripped,

it automatically resets.

So, in about a minute, it's gonna go off again

and I just need you to stay calm when that happens.

Okay? That's all I wanted to say.

(Phone beeps off)

Spike: (Hushed) Get back.

- Ready, Jules? - Ready when you are.

Spike: In five,

four, three,

two...

(Alarm blares)

(Explosive blasts loudly)

Calm down!

Hostage: What is it?

We're in. Basement's ours.

Thanks, will do.

Nice catch.

Littler fish.

Team, listen up.

Subject is not who we thought.

Monday morning bandit's murders were execution style,

two bullets.

But the story the press got was a bloodbath, multiple shots fired.

The subject does not contradict the press version.

That's all he knew, so...

We have no idea who this guy is.

We're moving up.

Ms. Skellar: Excuse me. Man: What?!

This woman has asthma, she needs her medication.

So what?

Ms. Skellar: I'm doing my part to keep these people calm.

Can't you do yours?

You wanna tell me how to do my job? Is that what you want to do?

- No. I... - Go Ahead, tell me!

You sit down!

Sit down. Get down there! Get down you!

(Fires three shots, hostages scream)

Ed: Boss, subject's gone active.

We're movin' in. Wordy, flash-bangs.

Wordsworth: Police, police!

(Sharp blast, hostages scream)

Spike: Come, hurry up! Move, move! Come on!

Ed: Police, get these people out of here.

Spike: Move! Move! Out of the way! (Hostages screaming)

Ed: Right there.

Right there. Set the gun down!

Set the gun down!

Man: Put your gun down.

Set the gun down, we're not going anywhere!

Man: I'm telling you, get out of the bank!

Sir, put the gun down now!

Man: Get out or I kill her! I tell ya, I will.

Ed: We're not leaving! Man: Well then she dies.

Three...

Ms. Skellar: Please... Man: And a two...

And a one.

Team One, we're coming out.

Subject still has a hostage.

Man: Go!

Lock the door.

(Keys jingle)

Hurry up!

Come on, come on.

Man: Hey!

Ungh!

Oh God.

George?

(Monitor beeps)

Sam: Spike was able to reconnect to video, but there's no audio.

(Monitor beeps)

Parker: Here we go.

Now, freeze it there.

Get the security guy.

Can we get the security guard in here, please?

Look at them, they're just...

She's looking at him.

You know, it's like they know each other.

Ed: Yeah.

Parker: Hey, buddy, this guy ring any bells?

- That's George. - Who's George?

George Orston, head of security, here at the bank.

- He was my boss. - Was until when?

Uh, till about two months ago,

when she fired him.

(Indiscernible chatter over police band radio)

Sam: 10:58, subject's employee record,

delivered by constable Lewis Young.

Been at the bank since '81,

head of security for the past ten years.

He's no career criminal, we need a new strategy.

Initiate Stockholm?

Hey, doc, thanks for coming.

We got a disgruntled employee, any thoughts?

(Sighs) I had four of those cases in the last month,

okay, you need to look for inadequate personality, substance abuse,

appeal to shared experience, validate his emotional reality.

I hear you, losing your job, I'd be pissed too.

Let him know we've ID'd him, we lose tactical advantage.

Yeah, but I gain intimacy, I gain a name.

Yeah, but it's gonna be hard to calm him down

when he knows there's a camera on him.

Gonna need a cover story.

Right. Noted.

Parker: Hey, guys, what do we have on his hostage?

Ms. Traylor, you wanna tell Sergeant Parker here what you just told us?

Look, what George is doing,

I'm not saying it's right, but...

Ruth Skellar came in around a year ago.

Paul: "Corporate clean up."

We were in trouble and she turned us around,

but a lot of people lost their jobs,

and those of us who stayed, half of us are losing our families.

Paul: My wife had a baby a week ago.

I barely see either of them,

but it's not like Skellar cares.

The woman's a robot.

Ms. Traylor: I'm just saying, if I was her,

I wouldn't want to be alone with a former employee who is armed.

Ms. Skellar: Please, George.

George: Shut up. I don't wanna hear one word out of you,

do you understand me?

Not a peep.

Ed: Subject's still got a clear view of the bank from that hallway,

I don't see us pulling the entry trick again.

Sam: I still think we should try initiating Stockholm.

According to the manual, "a subject with a hostage

who's an object of anger or scorn,

it's negotiator should attempt to-

...to humanize the hostage to the hostage taker."

I know the manual, okay?

But once this guy knows he lost his cover,

he'll be thinking his life is over,

he's holed up with the woman that made it happen.

So my goal is getting him to think about anything but her, okay?

Sam: I just-- Ed: Boss. Boss.

When talk this guy out, you're gonna have the white covered already.

I wanna put snipers on red,

just in case we need a side solution.

Why don't Braddock and I take Sierra One and Two?

Okay, do it.

(Cell phone rings)

(Cell phone snaps open, beeps on)

George: Yeah? Parker: Is this George Orston?

I'll take that as a yes.

A colleague identified your voice, George, so...

Can we talk straight?

First of all, this is a big relief,

we thought you were a pretty bad guy.

But now that I've seen your file,

I think you're a guy who got kicked to the curb

and now wants a little payback.

I don't think you want to hurt anybody.

I'll tell you what I want.

You know exactly what I want.

It's exactly the same as before.

And now I know I can't trust you.

I want you to trust me, George.

George: Yeah, well, then you shouldn't have sent in the cavalry then.

Should you have?

You know what?

I was gonna give you just less than an hour from here,

but now, after what you done,

that's gonna be a half an hour.

You don't get me what I want in one half hour...

I'm gonna shoot her, right here.

Get his focus off her, onto you.

George, listen to me, I'll do everything I can,

but a half hour's not a lot of time

to get you that kind of cash.

George: Cash? What am I gonna do with cash?

No, this is what you're gonna do, okay?

You're gonna...

You're gonna transfer that money right in this bank.

I got an account number for ya.

Mark it down, I won't say it again.

0-6...

(Trying to remember) Ah, what's it...

9-8-1-0-9, okay?

And then I'll get the boss lady here to take me over to a computer

and she's gonna verify for me whether that money's received

within the next half hour.

And if it isn't,

I'm gonna put a bullet in her head, okay?

And don't make the mistake of thinking

that won't be easy for me to do.

It'd be very easy after what she's done to me.

Ed: Hey, boss, arriving in position.

Parker: Copy.

Hey, Spike, I need an ID on a bank account,

0-6-9-8-1-0-9.

Spike: Copy.

Okay, George, let's forget about her,

let's talk about you and why you're here.

"Why I'm here" is because of what she's done to me.

That's why we're here.

(Whispers) It wasn't personal.

What'd you say?

- Hey, George, just stay with me. - Shut up.

Parker: Come on, George. She can't help you,

I'm the guy who can give you what you want.

No, I want her, I want her to tell me.

Pretty please?

I want her to tell me

how 20 years of a man's life

end up worth practically nothin'?

You tell me how a man works,

doesn't put a foot wrong his whole life

and then at the end, you hand him a check

and it's worth like, one week's salary

for every year worked?

What am I supposed to do with all that money?

Buy myself a car?

Is that what I'm supposed to do?

Would you mind explaining to me how you come up with that figure?

How did you come up with that number?

It's a standard termination package, George.

It wasn't personal.

Well, you're missing all the comedy.

"Wasn't personal," that's what she says.

- "Wasn't personal?" - Come on, George.

You gotta know this is hard for her, same as you.

I doubt that very much.

Parker: If Ruth has done everything right her whole life,

lived for her job, just like you.

You loved your job too, am I right?

I gotta go.

(Phone beeps off)

You know, this looking kind of bad for you...

Boss lady.

Jules: Are you buddies?

Security guard: George? I don't know if I'd say "buddies".

Pretty private guy, George, but a good boss.

Always made sure I was doing okay.

A regular guy, a good guy.

What about family? Ever met them?

Other than Mary?

Who's Mary?

His wife.

See, that's why I don't get this.

The day he got canned, all he said was,

"well, now I can spend more time with Mary."

No kids, far as I know, just...

Pretty much lived for her.

Did you ever meet her?

Sure, yeah, she was always by for lunches and stuff.

Uh, well, not now, but...

What, since he was fired?

No, I mean the last year or so, actually.

But before then, yeah, all the time.

All right, thanks.

Security guard: Thank you.

(Keys clack, input beeps)

How'd you get in, just like that?

Technical genius.

Bank gave me the pass-codes.

Okay, last step: Your password.

"Hotstuff."

One word, no space.

What?

(Laptop beeps)

What kind of account is this?

Looks like a... Straight payment account:

You put money in, the holder withdraws.

This one's for...

There.

"St. Ignatius Homes Limited."

Whatever that is.

So you planned all this just from watching security tapes?

George: Yeah, that's right.

All the banks showed 'em.

They wanted us all to see the guy's M.O.

You know what I used to do? Make notes.

That's pretty good notes.

George: Thank you.

Hey, George, is there anybody you want us to get a message to?

Anybody at all?

George: Look, I know what you're doing, all right?

We're wasting enough time right here.

You got like, less than 20 minutes left.

Get me my money.

I know, we're still working on it.

We just need you to stay calm, okay?

That's easy for you to say.

You got a life to go back to at the end of this.

What've I got?

Well, to tell you the truth, it's not like you've told me a lot about yourself.

Well, what's there to tell?

And who cares anyway?

You think this one sitting beside me, think she cares?

The account's for a retirement home downtown.

I can go right now and get the answers faster in person.

Parker: 'Kay, drive fast.

George: You know what someone like her thinks of someone like me?

Whoa, George, where'd you go? Don't go back down that road.

Come on, buddy, you were gonna tell me about yourself.

I'm a line item on a budget and that's about it.

I'm George Orston, $47,000 a year, plus benefits.

Hey, wait...

The way if figure it, you get some kid in here,

pay him half that,

and no benefits 'cause he's part-time.

Hey, where do I sign?

I can't get there fast enough.

You think I like firing people?

You think I enjoy it?

Yeah.

George, she's having a hard time, she can't help it; You stay with me,

I'm the guy who can get you outta this, okay?

Yeah, right, yeah...

'Cause I'm uh...

I'm the boss bitch,

I'm the ice queen.

Oh, you think I didn't know the nicknames?

Hear the whispers?

I'm the first one in every day,

and the last one out, so I know.

Good for you.

But a year ago they were gonna close this branch, George,

and 62 people were going to lose their jobs.

62.

I came in and I... worked everyone hard, yes,

and I worked harder than I ever have in my entire life,

And in the end,

it still wasn't enough.

It just wasn't.

Seven people had to go.

Those were the numbers.

Not 62...

Seven.

And I am sorry that you were one of the seven.

I really am, George.

Parker: George, George, can you hear me?

We can talk about all of this.

Talkin's through, no more talk.

No more talking.

Where you going, George? Where you going?

What're you doing, George?

(Duct tape unfurls)

George: Put your hands out, put your palms together.

(Duct tape unfurling)

Don't do that, George.

Team One, standby for immediate action.

Ed: What's going on, boss?

Parker: Just stay ready.

George: Lean forward.

He's gagging his hostage, he's dehumanizing her,

so when the time comes, he can kill her.

You don't want to kill her, George.

You don't want to kill her. Standby.

Ed: Wind's at 1.

More like 3 now.

Flag down the street, front of the park.

Nice.

Thank you, sir.

Is there a problem, Braddock?

I was right, you know, about the proper procedure.

Well, that's the lead negotiator's call to make.

But I was right; Manual's clear.

You know the boss wrote the manual?

It's tough not being the best at something, huh?

I'm trying.

It's not something you can get out of a textbook,

you gotta learn how to...

I know, I know. I gotta connect.

Sarge says it every time.

Then how come you don't hear it?

(Parker's phone rings)

Parker.

Luria: It's Luria.

You at the retirement home?

Luria: George's wife has Alzheimer's.

Oh, that's great.

Diagnosis was six months ago.

Early onset, usually means rapid decompensation.

She's in pretty bad shape.

But now there's another problem.

They're gonna kick her out; She doesn't have the money.

Thanks, doc.

(Phone beeps off)

(Birds chirp, fountain water patters)

(Dialing beeps)

(Phone rings)

(George beeps phone on)

So what's going on, where's my money?

Parker: What I got is two names.

First name is George Orston:

Hard working guy,

has done everything right his whole life,

married 25 years to -

here's the second name -- Mary Orston,

a hairdresser, or she used to be.

Right now she's not doing so well.

In a few years, she might not be able to do anything at all,

and the kind of place that she needs to be in...

doesn't come cheap.

That sound right, George?

You tell me, Parker.

Does that sound all right to you?

Parker: No. George: No.

No, it doesn't sound right.

Doesn't sound right that you lose your job and your insurance

a month after you find a home for her.

You work hard your whole life

and something like Alzheimer's comes along and...

Suddenly, the most important person to you can't even remember your name.

That's not right.

No...

Parker: Neither is what you're doing, George, and you know that.

I know. (Exhales)

Look, I've tried, Parker. I've tried. I've tried to look for another job.

Looked for anything. It ain't happenin', okay?

I've looked at trying to get a loan.

What am I supposed to do at my age?

It's not exactly easy out there to find a job.

And then... Let's be realistic about it,

how am I supposed to pay anybody back?

It's stupid.

Okay, so that's it, I'm at my wits end right here.

This is my last chance.

I know you're feeling really alone right now, George--

George: Being alone, that's not what's scaring me here.

I'll tell you what's scaring me,

is my wife gets kicked out of that home

and I'm not in a position where I can... (Stammers)

Can take care of her anymore.

That's what's scaring me, okay?

This woman here...

My wife has always taken good care of me, always.

It's the least I can do.

I gotta take care of her.

I'm... I'm just trying to do what's right.

Parker: There isn't anybody in the world who wouldn't understand that.

I'll bet you Ruth's family would understand that.

(Welling up)

Okay.

Parker, look, I'll tell you what...

Let me talk to my wife and I'll just...

I'll end this, okay? It'll be over.

What do you mean over, George?

George: I mean, if you let me talk to my wife,

I'll come out and I'll bring Ms. Skellar with me, okay?

Just let me talk to my wife.

Parker: All right, George, I'll get her. You hold on.

(Phone buttons beep)

(Cell phone rings, phone beeps on)

Luria.

Hey.

So, he's ready to come out, once he talks to his wife.

Now, if I let him do it, he'll probably kill himself.

If I don't...

He'll go off and I risk losing the hostage.

Hard call.

Put her on the phone.

Okay.

Here, Mary.

Go ahead.

Mary?

Hello?

It's me, it's George.

How are you feeling, pretty girl?

Where are you?

Oh, I'm just around the corner,

I'm really close by.

So tell me how you're doing, tell me how's your day been?

Mary: All right, I think.

Mary: George? George: Yeah?

Did I do something wrong?

George: You what?! What're you talking about?

It's just... You're not here.

Did I do something to make you go away?

Is that why I'm alone?

Mary Orston, I just want you to know one thing, okay?

That anything...

that ever went right in my life

is directly due to you,

now, do you understand me?

Hey, Mary,

just wanna tell you something.

I'm real, real sorry.

What for?

I gotta go now, Mary.

Mary: Okay. George: 'Kay.

I love you, George.

Me too, pretty girl.

(Phone beeps off)

(Phone beeps off)

Okay, give me your hands.

(Tape snaps loose)

(Duct tape unfurls)

Careful.

(Sniffles) Okay, so go.

You hear me? Get going! Get outta here! Go!

What're you gonna do?

Just go. What do you care?

I'm not leaving here without you, George.

What're you talking about? Why?

Because I didn't help you before.

What?

And I can now.

I know if we sit down together,

we can figure something out for your wife.

Figure something out? What're you talking about?

Figure something out? There's nothing to figure out,

I've tried everything. There's nothing to figure out.

There's always something. We can look at...

We'll look at early pension payout options,

insurance,

we'll see what the bank can do.

That's pretty nice of you.

- You mean it? - Yeah.

Okay, thanks.

Why are you doing that?

Why am I doing this?

I don't want Mary to see me coming out.

Keep your hands up when you're in front of the bank, okay?

Okay.

Parker: Team One, Sierra One, I think he's coming out.

Get ready.

- That's great, congratulations. - Negative, not good.

He said goodbye to his wife, put his mask back on,

he's coming out armed, Ed. Do you understand?

Loss of a loved one,

mask depersonalizes him and thus,

he's looking for direct confrontation.

He wants us to kill him.

Suicide by cop. Hold fire!

Suicide by cop.

Sierra One, wait on my Scorpio.

Sierra One, copy.

Can you give us Scorpio now,

in case this guy comes out shooting?

It's his call.

He's got one more chance to talk the guy down.

And if he can't?

We do our job.

George: Get those hands up.

Hands up! Get your hands up!

Hang on, here he comes.

'Kay, now, so you're gonna go down and you're gonna stay down

'cause they're gonna shoot me, eh? So get down.

- No. - Get down!

- No! - Get down!

Parker: Stop! Stop! George.

Hold fire, hold fire.

I got the solution.

Wait.

George,

this isn't right.

You're trying to make us do something we don't wanna do.

(Gun cocks)

Hold fire, he's no killer.

Hold fire.

Not gonna do it, George.

Not gonna give you what you want.

Put the gun down.

Ms. Skellar: (Shaky, frightened breaths)

Please, George.

Take him.

Parker: No! (Gunshot blasts)

♪♪

Mary, I... I didn't...

I didn't know George

maybe as well as I could have,

but I do know how much he loved you.

And he made sure that you'll be taken care of

for as long as you need.

That was very important to him.

Why are you so sad?

It's a, it's a beautiful day.

Yeah, it is.

(Firearms clatter)

How ya doing?

I dunno.

I've never been questioned like that before.

Well, it's procedure.

Luria told you what it was about, right?

Yeah, guy's insurance wouldn't cover suicide,

but it paid out if he was killed by a third party.

Lucky me, right?

You guys seen Parker?

I don't know where he is.

Look, we're gonna get changed.

Let's grab a drink, you earned it.

Let's go.

(Heavy footsteps approach)

Hey, sarge?

Hey.

You okay?

Yeah. You?

Sure.

Yeah?

Nah... no...

Review?

Yeah.

I'm just trying to figure out where I lost the connection.

Didn't think you did.

Well, guy's dead.

Kept Ruth Skellar alive, though.

Do want another pair of eyes on this?

No. No, I'm fine. Thanks.

But, you know, if you want...

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