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OFFICER: Out of the way. Out of the way! Out of the way!

[ alarm beeps ] WOMAN: It's the bomber!

- Oh! Son of a bitch! - Oh, he's running into that car!

- What the fuck, man!

- Hey, are you all right?

- This is Officer Maddox in pursuit of Mike Ferro.

He's heading east on Hope. East on Hope!

Get back in your car.

- Our top story... Pritti Pittell of the Daily Score is reporting

that Michael Ferro, the finance wunderkind,

convicted of homicide, is behind today's bombing.

- Who in the name of Saint Gives a Shit is Pritti Pittell,

and how fast can we get a muzzle on her?

- Boss, beat cop's on our boy. He's running.

- Innocent men don't run, young man. How close?

- Right up his ass.

MADDOX: Out of the way! Move, move!

MAN: Slow down, bro! Whoa!

[ siren blares ]

- Who gives a rat's ass if you like it down there?

The subway's closed off now. Come on. Move along. Move along.

Hey! Hey! Subway's closed! You can't go down there!

- Bombing suspect heading down the Purple Line on Pershing.

Call it in. - This is McClean.

The bombing suspect Mike Ferro just entered Pershing Square on 7th.

- Ahh!

- Bombing suspect heading down the Purple Line on Pershing.

- Backup on the way.

- Copy that and the backup.

[ indistinct police radio chatter ]

- Platform. Windows are mirrored. I can't see in the driver's cabin.

Can we get someone from Metro down here?

The door's locked. It only locks from the inside.

- Copy that.

[ beeping ]

FEMALE VOICE: Power up engaged. Prepare for departure.

- This is Maddox. Ferro's taking control of the train.

I repeat, Ferro's taking control of the train.

- 10 miles per hour.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

- 20 miles per hour.

- Suspect confirmed. It's Ferro. - Got it.

Somehow, Ferro has managed to commandeer a train.

He's heading westbound on the Purple Line.

- Can we get to the next subway station before he does?

- The way she drives, we can. Hit it, young lady.

[ siren blares ]

- 30 miles per hour.

- Stop the train, Ferro!

You got no endgame, pal.

- You got the wrong guy!

- 40 miles per hour.

- Ferro!

- [ grunts ] - Aah!

- [ grunts ]

- Aah!

- You got to be fucking kidding me.

Did you even think for a second about what you did before you did it?

Or did you just do it?

You know I'm your boss, right?

You understand how the hierarchy works?

Okay, I have been doing this literally since you were in diapers,

and you have the balls to go rogue on me?

- I dec... - What were you thinking?

- I decided to tweet it because I assumed you wouldn't let me.

- Mazel tov! You finally got something right, you zygote.

Now pack your shit and go home

till I decide exactly how I can fire you in the most publicly humiliating way.

Bye.

- Have you guys seen what's going on with our little news company?

Every media outlet on Earth is citing our story.

- Ridge, we have put out information that may or may not be accurate.

- So?

Did I start this thing to be right all the time

or to make money all the time?

Phones are going off, okay? I'm getting calls from all over.

CNN called me, Jerry. CNN.

- Uh-huh. - Okay?

Ms. Pittell, I need to get you in front of a camera right now.

- No, no, wait, wait, wait. No, no, no. No, no.

She has been careless and reckless.

She's not ready to be thrust into being the face is this story, Ridge.

- You need to relax. You need to worry way less

because we're gonna do this. Let's do this, Top Gun. Come on.

Let's do it. - She doesn't even know that's a movie.

- Roger that. I'll let him know.

Subway system trips the brakes

if the train exceeds 50 miles per hour on that stretch of track.

Ferro's getting close to 50.

- This is why we get paid. Get down into the La Brea station.

Double back towards me. We'll squeeze the son of a bitch out.

- Whoo.

[ beeping ]

[ brakes screech ]

Come on!

[ pounding on control panel ]

[ wheels screech ]

- Okay, compadres, that's the sound of our boy coming to a stop.

For all we know, he could have a stick of boom-booms strapped to his chest.

Be smart and stay safe. Can I get a "Copy, boss"?

BOTH: Copy, boss.

- Music to my ears.

- Come on.

- Michelangelo Ferro!

I know you can hear me.

I'm Captain Clayton Bryce of the LAPD County Terrorist Bureau.

My friends call me Clay.

My best friends call me boss.

And after I arrest you, son,

you will call me sir, and make no mistake about it.

I am going to arrest you.

Subtitles Diego Moraes(oakislandtk) www.opensubtitles.org