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I'll be right back for
the pint of stout, okay?

Ready to order?

Sir?

Sir?

Do you know if
your party's going to show?

'Cause at night we like to reserve these
booths for four people or more.

Emergency operator.
May I have your name.

We're headed into overtime.
Rockets and Sonics tied at 80.

Calls it one of
the best new shows of the season.

Sundays after football.

This feed is live from the Embassy
Row District in the nation's capital.

At about 10 minutes after midnight, an
explosion ripped through the Queen's Arms...

a popular pub frequented by
British diplomats.

Witnesses reported seeing
a fireball that literally blew out...

the front of the pub,
sending lethal projectiles...

shards of glass and splintered wood
flying blocks away.

Authorities in the D.e. area
responded quickly to the tragedy.

The first emergency vehicle arrived at the scene
less than two minutes after the explosion.

The number of victims have taxed the
resources of the nearest emergency rooms.

They haven't called you.

- They will.
- Some have been helicoptered as far as 15 miles away.

Authorities have yet to determine a cause-

Of course, when an event like this occurs
in the nation's capital...

The possibility of a terrorist attack
cannot be dismissed.

The number of casualties has now been
confirmed to 13 dead, 20 in critical condition.

The F.B.I. and the A.T.F.
have been notified--

- How long will you be away?
- Till we're certain it won't happen again.

Police and rescue volunteers
are working feverishly to save...

- any victims still trapped in the rubble.
- Can we get a medic?

I read the reports on the plane.
Anything new?

Conclusive evidence through
vapor trace analysis that it was a bomb.

R.D.X. resin, probably Semtex.
Other than that, nothing.

- What agencies are involved?
- Name it. The Bureau, A.T.F., D.C. Metro.

No egos, people just want to get it done.
Jack Pierson's heading the task force.

At 12.:20 a.m.,
the Washington Post...

received the first call
claiming responsibility.

It was made from a pay phone
at 28th and Lincoln, West District.

Forensics is examining
the booth for prints.

Take heed, Agents of Zog.

Tonight's hellfire is only the beginning.

Our capital's been designated a kill zone...

as prophesied in The Turner Diaries.

The eovenant of Zog will be overthrown.

True Americans have renounced
this bastard son of freedom andjustice.

Repent. Abolish the I.R.S.
The people will prevail.

We're in the process of going through
the N.S.T.L. Agent Mills.

No intelligence reports
of increased militia activity.

An English pub is an unlikely target.

This next call is scarier.
Received 23 minutes after the incident.

Tonight at 10 after midnight,
the A.N.O. claims 13 lives...

as payment for the continuing
oppression of our people.

withdraw your support
for the Zionists.

A.N.O.,
Abu Nidal Organization.

Maybe the Fatah Revolutionary Council
feels left out of the peace talks.

There's a time discrepancy.

For the media, we established the time of
the blast at 10 minutes after midnight.

In actuality, detonation was
dead-on at 12.

This next call,
received 10 minutes prior.

It's a code, similar to I.R.A. bomb alerts
used in England.

Those tones correspond to
the numbers ``5-2-2-6-6-6.''

The Queen's Arms is a hangout
for British Embassy employees.

The State Department's
given us a background on the victims.

Let's try and go around back.

That's the seat of the explosion.

If you'd been sitting in that booth
at the moment of detonation...

your flesh would have been...
Kleenex.

- Agent Pierson.
- Yeah.

Found this approximately
200 feet down the street.

- Part of the detonator.
- Whoever built it didn't take any chances.

- Chances?
-See these wires? Three too many.

A built-in redundancy so if the first
system failed, there'd be two backups.

May I?

Briefcase.

Probably placed
beneath the booth.

Egyptian make.

The bomb was a professional.
The placement was not.

A waitress could've found it. A customer
kicking it would have discovered it.

I'll check it out,
cover our bases.

- Agent Pierson?
- Yeah?

Nightline is covering
the bombing tonight.

Koppel wants a representative
to explain the psychology of someone...

who could shred 13
complete strangers.

- Frank.
- I have a job.

I.R.A.
British brand.

British pub.
He was in it.

He?

You feel we're not dealing
with foreign coconspirators?

Political terrorists
would be far from the scene.

He was here.
Watching.

Oh.

He was here all right.

My own preference is to imagine girls
who wouldn't date me.

He was excited.

Anticipating what was
about to happen.

And at midnight last night,
he got his release.

Emergency operator.
may I have your name.

All right, it's five after 1:00,
time for the noon meeting. Let's hear it.

A partial serial on what we believe
is the receiver casing.

Checking manufacturers
to determine location of purchase.

- Briefcase?
- Egyptian make.

However, this particular latch is used on
three different brands and 10 models.

So there's thousands of'em out there, but
we're checking local stores for recent sales.

This is the list of the morning canvass.
Updates on the hour.

- Hmm. Caller's prints?
- Full index.

Partial thumb from the phone booth.
Running it through N.C.I.C., CPIC...

- and Interpol.
- That's a start.

The device we're recovering is highly
sophisticated with a built-in backup system.

So we now know this guy has expert knowledge
of both electronics and explosives.

- This guy?
- We now believe an individual
set off the detonation...

witnessing the aftermath last night
from a nearby vantage point...

and we fully expect him to obsessively
follow this investigation.

You mean in the press?

Closer. From his home.

The bomb was complex, intricate.
Perhaps overly so.

I believe this trait
extends to his obsessions.

Expect to find an array
of eavesdropping devices...

scanners, cell phone cloners,
R.F. receivers.

He's listening to
every transmission we make.

It's his way of inserting himself
into the chaos.

The chaos he creates.

And that's why
we're changing the protocol.

Communication regarding this investigation
will be conducted through hard line only.

No one is to use
their cellular phone.

Except Frank Black.

Then Alison said she heard
it was a bomb and I told her...

I just pray that it was
a gas leak or something.

- He called me on Thursday.
- may I have your credit card?

You got a confirmation on that?
Did we get a vapor trace analysis?

It was positive, ``Semtrex.''
Probably stolen from the military.

Have the National Guard Armory
check its inventory.

Riley and Johnson are looking
into Fort McNair and Bolling Air Force Base.

I'll check the washington Navy Yard.

Call you in an hour.
I think we're getting close.

- How long do we chump for him?
- As long as it takes.

I'm gonna try a different cell site.

Yeah.

Hello?

Contact.

The instant your finger
hits the ``send'' button, we're onto it.

We got every piece of equipment
ever invented at our disposal.

Court orders have been signed,
phone company's on board...

all we need to do
is keep him online.

- How long?
- Depends.

- If he's calling from a landline--
- It was a cloned cell phone.

Right. Absolutely.
And if he's smart--

- He is.
- He'll use several in rotation.

- If he changes signals, it'll be impossible to trace.
- No. Not impossible.

Very hard to trace,
not impossible.

If we lock onto the signature frequency of
his phone, we can use RF-CALL trace...

which is only a 10-second
delay from real time to track...

cell sites, cell faces,
hand-offs, signal strength--

then we can start to close in
the circle, pinpoint his location.

The key is keeping him
online until we lock in.

All we have to do is wait.

How long have you been up?

About 37 hours.
Can't sleep on a plane.

Whoa.

Yeah.

- Who is this?
- Hello.

Who is this?

A star.

- Yeah?
- Well, that was rude.

I thought you'd wanna talk to me.

- Who the hell is this?
- The one you've been working so hard to find.

Prove it.

R.D.X. C-4.

Homemade. Underneath the booth
in the back.

- Okay. Look, I wanna help you.
- You wanna stop me, don't you?

You do your job, you'll be famous.
A real star.

Isn't that right, star?

All I wanna do is communicate.

That way,
we can help each other.

First I need a name.
What do I call you?

I already gave you my name.

Kaboom?
What kind of name is that?

Sounds like that little guy
in The Flintstones.

- We lost it.
- That was ``Kazoo,'' by the way.

Frank, you believe
the tone was appropriate?

He enjoys the sport.
He'll call back.

He knew what he was doing.
Gave us less than two minutes.

We did get a frequency
and sector grid.

Unleash the hounds.

I know the Rock Creek area. It might be best
if Agent Nolan and Agent Takahashi and I...

- take the northwest corner and go south.
- Okay.

We'll take the Mill Creek Cemetery
and move north.

Once we confirm the suspect's
signature frequency...

- we'll lock on and triangulate
to pinpoint his location.
- Right.

Charlie One, this is eharlie Two.

We're in position
at 1300 Lincoln at earolina.

Copy, Charlie Two.

Yeah.

Every 15 minutes for
the last three hours straight.

Is there any way to confirm that these phone
calls are coming from the same location?

No. Duration of the calls
is way too short.

It's calculated to burn us out.

He's planning something for today.

5:17, breaking a pattern.

- Yeah?
- Frank, it's Catherine.

- I'm so worried. You haven't called.
- I have to call you back.

Frank, wait. Jor-

- Hello?
- Catherine, I'm so sorry.

You can't call me on my cell phone.
It's being monitored.

Monitored?
Frank, what's going on?

I know that you can't tell me
the specifics, but, are you all right?

Jordan had a nightmare about you.

Frank?

Yeah.

- Yeah.
- Getting any sleep, Frank?

Shouldn't let it keep you
from calling Catherine.

You must be pretty tired yourself.

No rest for the weary.

All work and no play
makes a dull boy.

Charlie Two, this is Charlie One.
Signature frequency is 8355612.67.

Copy, Charlie One.
On the way.

What I do is not work, Frank.
It's art.

My palette is fire, glass and blood.

It's a fleeting art.
Lasts only a fraction of a second.

But the effect is profound.
Permanent.

And if you're lucky...

and you happen to look in the right direction
at the right time--

you might get to see my creation.

- When?
- Later... today.

- Got 'im.
- Charlie One, just read a hand-off.

Cell 67 to cell 54.
He's traveling.

The strength of the signal
indicates southeast.

He's in a car. Turn left now.

I touch people
in a deep, lasting way.

A life-altering way.

- You're really a very important man.
- Well, thank you, sirrah.

I'm glad you see that.

Do you know precisely what happens
at the moment of detonation?

Shock waves moving faster
than the speed of sound.

Pressure of over 500 pounds
per square inch.

And this is all unleashed
by me, Frank.

It moves so fast that
a vacuum is formed behind it...

sucking back all the air
that's been forced out by the blast.

So you see, Frank, a glass splinter...

will literally turn itself around,
go back...

and penetrate anything
that's in its path.

I just don't know anything
that has power to stop that.

my art brings out the truth.

People are either victors or victims.

my explosion strips every hypocrisy...

every pretension sheltered
in the human heart...

- and exposes the naked soul.
- More time.

I feel your work is about waiting.

Anticipating the moment.
The terror created.

Playing so long in the mind,
the fantasy becomes dull.

The only moment worth a damn--

the only arousal-- is the moment of fire.

You feel the heat upon your face.

The impact upon your chest.

The screams, the sirens--

It is the moment of creation.

Charlie Two, lock onto 835567.
Help me find him.

The signal is real strong at cell 46--
two blocks northwest of your present location.

Turn right at Illinois.

- You're an artist too, Frank.
- Oh, he's close.

At 9:00 this morning,
I hope you'll appreciate my work.

- Lost the signal.
- Give me that number.

He won't bite.

Somewhere out here is a bomb.

And we got about
three hours to find it.

Using the data from
the suspect's cellular phone activities...

we've extrapolated
the probable path of his vehicle...

prior to 5:17 a.m.
when he contacted us.

It puts him near this
two-block area of shops and businesses...

that might fit
his pattern of attack.

Red team will be searching
the northwest section of Columbia to 13th.

Blue team will start at Franklin and Fifth,
move west to Marian Avenue.

We are looking for
any suspicious packages.

Building managers, business owners
have been notified.

They will help us to determine if anything
looks out of place...

if there's been
any sign of a break-in.

We've informed our search teams if
they see anything that might be a bomb...

do not be a hero.

Note the location
and alert the bomb squad.

- We got two and a half hours.
- Let's go.

- Frank, you don't look too good.
- I'm all right.

I'll get some sleep
after we find him.

- Well, at least we've determined the search area.
- It's not enough, Pete.

All this manpower-- I feel I could save
so many lives if I understood what he wants.

We all heard him, Frank. It's the thrill.
Sexual transference.

It's more.
His thrills wear out quickly.

First, he alerts the authorities there's a bomb.
After a day, he needs more.

So he has to contact us,
taunt us to the point of near-capture.

What will he do
to increase his excitement?

What if it's some kind of God complex?
He talked about his creation.

- About controlling people.
- What I can't get out of my head is when he stated...

I'd be famous when I caught him.

A star.
It lies in there somehow.

What a nightmare.
Traffic was backed up to Fourth Street.

- It took almost an hour to move five blocks.
- There was a bomb scare.

We're giving every nut with a phone
the power to shut down business.

Jack, this is Frank.
Send a bomb squad to 2300 Oglethorpe.

North of the parking structure
on Maryland.

You have 15 minutes,
plenty of time to evac-

Just warming up.
Hmm, third floor.

- Get out ofhere!
- I don't know!

Come on! Move!

There's a bomb!

Keep moving,
there may be another bomb.

Go, go. Move.

Get back!

It's all right.
I'll get you out of here alive.

Frank?

Frank.

We had such a bad connection on the phone,
I thought I'd connect with you in person.

- Jordan.
- Amy has her for the weekend.

When I got the call,
I got so scared.

I heard you that night.

Frank, on the phone.

Dr. Bowman says
you have a mild concussion.

But, it's not your body healing
that worries me.

It's your spirit.

You should know that
for every dark soul...

that you connect with,
there is a bright one.

The man that pulled you
out of the building...

he came by to see how you were.

I don't remember.

He's been on
every channel this morning.

[ TV] A 49-year-old unidentified
man went berserk last night--

- Total commitment. I mean, all the time--
- Yes, total commitment.

His name is Raymond Dees.

what was your reaction when
you saw what you thought was the bomb?

I had a flash of fear
like everybody else.

But I kept my head because I knew
I had to get everybody out of there.

What would you like to say
to whoever did this?

what I'd like to say, I won't,
out of respect for the people out there.

But I would like him to know that we're not
just victims, and we will find him.

How does it feel to be a star?

I just did what anybody else
in my place would've done.

Kaboom.

You wanna bring him in
because he was a hero... twice?

That's him. I know it.

Frank, after Centennial Park,
there is no way...

that I could bring this guy in
without more evidence.

The bomber has expert knowledge
in explosive devices.

He knows precisely what and how much
to use to create the effect he wants.

There were two explosions today.

Neither one of which matched the lethal
intensity of the Queen's Arms bombing.

It was lethal enough
to kill five people.

But not so destructive that a person
couldn't survive inside of it.

Especially if he knew when
and how the force would dissipate.

Raymond Dees is a maintenance worker
in that building.

He has the knowledge
and the opportunity...

to place those devices
where it would best suit him.

He watched the first
bombing from a distance.

He believed that watching the chaos,
which he created, would be the thrill.

But he needed more.

To smell it.
To touch it.

To participate in the aftermath.
But that wasn't enough either.

So today, he placed himself
within his created chaos.

Wasn't enough to watch others.
He needed to watch himself.

A real star.

Are you saying he killed 18 people so
he could be on Good morning America?

Killing wasn't a motive.
It was a by-product of his obsession.

I ran a check on Raymond Dees.

He served a stint in the military.
Middle East. Explosive specialist.

- Red team control--
- Clear!

Blue team leader, we are
in position-

Bedroom clear, sir.

He left in a hurry.

- Nothing down there.
- Agent Pierson,you should come in here, sir.

There's something
I think you should see.

This was all on
when we came in.

He's still listening to us.
That's my cell phone number.

- One Baker Six, what's your 20?
- 10-87 at 273 Lamont Avenue.

He knew we were coming.
Could be anywhere by now.

Well, at least half of America knows
what he looks like.

Looking at these materials,
it's very possible he made another one.

Hey, Frank, you should still be in
the hospital. Get the hell outta here.

We'll have Forensics go through
all this evidence. We'll meet tomorrow.

Go.

Thank you.

Yeah.

Raymond, where are you?

Been waiting on you, Frank.

We have a situation
at the parking lot. Block off the access.

Nobody goes in or out.
I want sharpshooters now!

I know, Frank.

You probably feel like I feel.

You can't move.
just waiting.

You know it's gonna end,
but you don't know how.

I know.

Suspect is a man we believe
has killed 18 people.

You get there, you got
a clean shot, you take it. Let's go.

Raymond, do you know precisely
what happens at the moment of detonation?

- You know I do.
- No, you don't.

The moment this bomb explodes...

you lose your power.

You lose your control.

Raymond, you're a hero. A star.

- Are you gonna throw that all away?
- No!

You're trying to take it away from me.
I'm getting it back.

And I'll be very clear
about something.

People will know who I am.

Got a clean profile.

Wait. He's holding
a transmitter in his hand.

Muscle spasm might set it off.

Then go for the medulla oblongata shot.
Take him out.

- Frank.
- What?

I've seen it--
The moment before?

Their faces?
They're terrified...

because they don't understand.

Unlike you, Frank...

they don't understand what it is
to give yourself over to chaos.

But you understand.
You've seen it too.

I can tell.

- B-pillar's blocking my shot.
You're gonna have to take it, Alpha Two.
- Ten-four.

It's time. Frank.

Raymond.

Raymond.

Frank, they checked it over twice.

No sign of explosives in either car.

He told me he knew how
it was gonna end.

He controlled the whole thing
right from the start...

including the method of his execution.

He was right.
He got it all back...

and we helped him.

People are gonna know his name.

Are we on yet? Are we on?
Okay. One camera.

We're up. Go, go.

And the violence that began 75 hours ago,
ends in violence tonight...

as the suspect, Raymond Patrick Dees...

was shot and killed
by police sharpshooters.

The alleged bomber, a maintenance worker
in the Hadden Tower--

the site of this morning's bombing--
was heralded as a hero...

as he pulled victims out of
the blast area and into safety.

With his death, the reasons behind
the bombings may never be known.

I made this!