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- Well, congratulations!

You are now the proud owner of the second

worst terrorist attack in the U.S. history.

- Past McVeigh by several hundred.

- How does it feel?

Knowing the you're never gonna see the sun again?

- Of course, you were tied to a chair.

- You must think we're idiots.

- Yes, he does.

- But we're not.

- We got testimony from your roommate.

- He talked faster

than anyone I've ever seen.

Said you woke up crazy, told him he couldn't go home again.

Now what would he'd done that?

- We've got your prints on both guns.

Your prints at the congresswoman's house.

Your prints on the illegal silencer.

- Oh, and you're prints are on the remote,

the trigger on the stadium bomb.

Kidnapping, assault, torture of a police officer.

- And you killed a congresswoman of the United States.

In Texas

- It's a death-penalty state.

- The American people wants us to turn you over to them.

So they can strip the skin right off of 'ya.

- We can't do that, of course.

Even though, I would love to see it.

Do you know how many children died?

Do you know how many children died, you sick!

- I just wanna know, why?

- I want you to pretend that everything

I'm gonna say is true.

You're not gonna believe it.

You're gonna think I'm crazy.

But I want you to pretend it's true.

I've been relieving the same day, over and over again.

It started with this girl.

I saw her murdered.

It took me three or four more times

before I found her again.

I did, she didn't wanna come with me.

She'll tell you, she, she wasn't nice.

She pepper-sprayed me.

- She's murdered, so she pepper-sprayed.

'Cause she was afraid.

Pepper spray.

Oh, sargeant's gonna love it.

Living another day.

- Well, you are screwed.

Second worse terrorist attack in history.

Geez, man.

But hey, even a terrorist gets a lawyer.

What a country.

What happens between us, is confidential.

I'll believe anything that you say,

no matter how unusual.

Our mutual friend says that it, will be so.

I've prepared for it.

And second, I'm here for you.

I've heard that you've been running around

doing all this stuff because you think that God picked you.

That you're in some sort of super-natural event.

Is that right?

- Mm.

- See?

I don't know that you do.

I mean, if it were me, if I believed in that,

I think it would change me.

Everything about me.

I'd walk differently.

If I knew that God had my back,

phew, what a trip.

If I were tapped in, to the super-natural,

I'd stop time, be in two places at once.

Lift cars, who knows?

The point is, I wouldn't have a gun with an oil filter.

If I really believed that, I mean really believed it,

I'd act like it.

Well done.

You wanna know what I think?

I think that you,

that you like the idea of it.

But you don't really believe it.

And that, that disbelief,

that's what gotten where you are now.

I mean, I know.

I've been in your shoes.

Our friend says, if you die,

that you can change all of this.

That you could undo the damage that you've created.

I told her that I thought she sounded crazy.

And we don't use that word.

So when she says, God picked you,

I think, well, maybe, you never know.

If all you had to do was die,

and all of this started over,

do you think that it would?

- I don't know, it's Tuesday.

- Yes, it is, Tuesday, the 24th,

3:45 in the afternoon, and it's time.

What do you believe?

You take those pills, and it will hurt you

to an excruciating level.

And they'll absolutely kill you.

The guys outside, they won't care.

You're a terrorist.

But maybe, if I believed it,

like I said, I'd have to act on it.

We struggle because we do not ask.

This will be the most painful moments of your life,

don't fight it, it just makes it worse.

Consummatum est.

- Ma'am, we're here.

- Good, you have a lot to do today.

Gimmie your gun.

Wait in the car.

- You told him where I was.

- It's okay, Huck, wait outside.

- Yes, ma'am.

- Hello?

- You know who this is.

Do you want this to end today?

- How?

- Harper Ross has to die.

- Everything goes back to one.

I know what needs to happen now.

I don't want to, I want a different way.

But, I see now, there is no other way.

I can't put you down.

- So, what?

We war?

Forever?

Why?

- There was never need to kill you.

I was meant to restrain you.

- What?

No, hey let go, hey let go!

Hey, let go, let go!

- Okay.

- What are you doing!

- Hey, settle down!

- What are you doing, let go!

- Let go!

Uh!

- Be cool, man.

- What's, what's happening?

He's here, can't you feel, can't you feel him?

He's right there!

Let go!

No, no, no, I...

What's happening?

What's happening?

- Is everything okay?

- Fine.

Something feels off today.

I'm just not sure what I should do, is all.

- Can I help?

- I don't know.

My clock stopped.

- Let me tell you a story about my father.

- What is this?

- I'm sorry.

- For what?

- If there was anything that I could do for you, I would.

- The day is just gonna start over.

You're gonna do this again,

and again, every day, forever now?

It sounds kind of boring.

- Not this time.

- My father bought us a puppy one day.

German Shepard, beautiful dog.

Smart dog, very loyal and protecting.

Over time he got bigger, and bigger.

It used to terrify the mail lady.

And he looked like he could bite you in half.

But he was sweet.

- Wha, wha, wait, guys.

Guys, let's talk about this, you know?

- C'mon.

- Make a deal.

Itchy, you don't have to.

- One afternoon, we were playing in the woods,

and my sister found a baby raccoon.

Picked it up, mama raccoon wasn't far behind.

And it came at my sister.

The dog got there just in time.

This was a big raccoon,

and although our dog was huge,

that raccoon left it's mark.

- Hey, c'mon.

You know, I don't know about this new little trick of yours.

Okay, but the day reset,

it's back to Monday, so what does that tell you, huh?

- That God listened to a man.

- No, no, no, no!

How are you still on that!

You're plan didn't work!

That's the point, okay, God didn't listen to you.

God ain't there.

Don't, don't you get it?

You sound like a crazy person.

- After a while, they couldn't let him out

with the children anymore.

So, my dad gets the leash,

and takes me and the dog out to the woods.

Ties the dog to a tree.

- And what did God give you, huh?

Nothing but pain.

I mean how many tries has it been?

I mean you die over and over and over.

The day resets again, and again, and again,

and all for nothing, everything's a big joke.

- And my father held my face in his hands.

And he says, "Son, you gotta be the one that puts him down."

And he handed me the rifle.

- Sit down!

We were meant to remake the world.

You and me, I'm here, I'm with you.

We can make life.

- And I did it.

It's all sound, and rage.

- Do you want to see?

And... something

- There's a weight to killing something

that contains the breathe of God.

Even for the most corrupted of creatures.

Jessica, you've been truly amazing.

Your services are no longer required.

- Are you leaving?

I was hoping that you would stay.

Or, we might need to leave.

- Truly, amazing.

- Understand the scope

of what needs to happen here.

No screw-ups here, Paul, get it done.

- I get it, Paul.

You're not such a bad guy.

You got a family, bills.

You took a cut to provide for them.

And now all the people above you are coming down.

And when they do, they're gonna bring you

right along with 'em.

You're collateral damage.

But Paul, it's coming down.

Today, this is your get out of jail free card.

Give it to the SEC guys, they're nice.

- They keep putting this in my room.

As if my office isn't small enough.

Nope, there's no windows in here, people.

The thing's gonna die.

- It's fake, man, it's a fake tree.

- Well, that's even worse.

What's the point of a fake tree?

The women.

They're running rampant.

What, is it Christmas in here?

I mean, c'mon, what?

Uh, okay.

- It's been great, really.

- Yeah?

- How much will that give me?

- Um, what?

- Genaprox.

- A lot.

- Can you drop it by the house?

Maybe talk to my roommate, Max?

He's been talking about a little chub around the gut,

he'll be excited.

- Oh, okay.

- You two might even hit it off.

- I said I was done.

- I know.

- I meant it.

- I know.

- Then what do you want?

- I was wrong, and I caused you a lot of pain.

I know now how to end it.

- How?

- I need you to come with me.

- You came?

- So, we have a deal?

- Yes, we have a deal.

- What, no, what are you doing?

- Sorry, the only way forward.

- You said I could trust you.

You said that I could trust you!

- So now, I'm gonna need a little insurance

on this, so you are going to stay here.

- This wasn't a part of our deal.

- This all works out, we will have a deal.

But, you see, I don't really trust you.

You do anything stupid, so until midnight, you're mine.

- Can I help you?

- Yup, I need help finding my grandson.

I think he's in trouble.

- Well, this is the unit.

- It's locked.

- I can see that.

- Wanna get a warrant?

- Yes I do, Jimmy.

- I'll call.

- Now when this is over,

you should come over with your wife, and you'll celebrate.

- Oh sure.

- Like Riggs and Murtaugh.

- Yeah, I'd be Riggs.

- Riggs is white.

- I'm way more like Riggs than you are.

- I can't believe we're even having this conversation.

- So what is it?

This thing between you two?

Hello?

- Whaddya mean?

- She's talking in a real peculiar way.

She says things like, "If we kill you before midnight,

"you don't die."

Crazy stuff like that.

- I don't know, she's your partner.

- Hey?

Whaddya mean?

I'm coming.

Watch him.

- Whaddya doing?

- What?

- We struggle because we do not ask.

- I need help.

- Sitting.

- No, no.

You sit over there, everyone stays over there,

and if you get behind me like again,

I'm gonna shoot you in your face.

- Hey man, do you need a ride?

- Yeah.

- Hop on in.

- Warrant.

- What is it?

- Nothing.

- You sure this is where

you want me to drop you off?

- Yeah.

- All right.

The nearest gas station is about a mile up the road.

- Thanks.

- Hey, where'd he go?

- He was just here.

- What did you do with him?

- Me?

- What'd you do with him?

- I've been standing here the whole time.

- Shut up.

- Don't!

- Mo, whadday wanna do?

- Popins, lower your gun, and we'll talk.

- Tell your guys to put their guns on the ground.

- Popins, don't do anything crazy, now!

- Tell your guys, put the guns on the ground!

- Whadday wanna do?

- Popins, put your gun down, now!

- You know what?

Why don't you go to hell.

- It won't be long.

- C'mon, Popins, we can talk this out!

Okay?

Let's just talk this out, all right?

- C'mon, Popins!

- Mills, I mean, I don't know where you're at,

or what you're doing, but I'm about to die,

so get your butt over here!

Please!

Thornmarket and Fifth.

- I don't understand.

- I'm sorry, it had to be this way.

- What way?

- You were always gonna to die, Harper.

It was my fault.

I just assumed, I was suppose to save you.

Chubb's records are very thorough.

They're going to dig.

Don't think Faust let you out.

She didn't.

She left her mark.

If you go back now, there will be a price to pay.

Or, you can run.

You've been trying so hard to set things right.

But you can't, you can only choose what side you're on.

- Where you going?

- I told you, you have to die.

- No!

- Harper Ross has to die.

So that you can live.

- Wait!

- So how does it feel?

- What?

- Betrayal.

You know, your friend gave you up.

It was actually his idea.

Now it turns out, you're not so special, after all.

Not worth saving, I guess.

- Why can't you see?

You experience a super-natural event.

But you only see what you wanna see.

- I see things for what they are.

- There's still time.

You can go back.

You can choose.

- I expected more from you, Harper.

Well, it's been fun.

- You can't kill me.

I just keep coming back.

- Make sure.

- Ah, Popins!

- Umpf.

- Pops!

This isn't personal.

You came.

- I'm your partner.

- No, don't.

Don't, don't, it's okay.

It's okay.

It's, no it's not.

I've done some things, things you don't know about.

And I did some things (sobbing)...

I wanted to be, I didn't want to disappoint, and you.

- It's okay.

It's okay.

- I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry...

- Yes?

- We have a problem,

I'm not supposed to be talking to you,

but whatever you do, do not go home.

There's FBI men here,

they're going through all your stuff.

Your papers, your files, everything.

- You get off the phone!

And open, open--

- [Female voice on Phone] You've reached

Detective Popins, leave me a message.

- I have a bag at the lake house, take me there.

- My key.

- Radio, and one, en route on 45 Alexia.

Roger, I'm 2248 en route, as well.

- Lake house is out.

Whadda wanna do?

- Then take me to the airport.

- Hey, honey, it's me.

What?

Did they show you a search warrant?

Then, it's gonna be okay, all right?

Just listen, call Bill Thurston,

and he'll take care of everything, okay?

Don't talk to the police!

Baby, I can't, I can't come home.

I love you, baby.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

- Radio 254, come in,

we have track on Mercedes,

traveling east bound on Highway 12, mile marker 212.

- What are you doing?

- They know where we are.

- Well, how?

We in the middle of nowhere.

- Radio 245, come in?

Vehicle now traveling westbound, mile marker 210.

- Why are we stopped?

- They're tracking your car.

- It's impossible.

- Well, it's happening.

- Breaker, 254, copy that.

Traveling westbound, ten mikes out.

- Nothing.

- What are you doing?

- We gotta lose the car.

- That's ridiculous.

We in the middle of nowhere.

Where would we go?

- He said if you track his phone,

you'll find him.

I know you can do that.

- Well, sir, we can't just track anybody's phone.

- Oh, please.

Now, he also said that he's with Paula Faust.

- Wait, what?

- He said if you find his phone,

you'll find her.

I didn't even know he knew her.

But, uh, he, he left me this note.

- Are you leaving?

I was hoping that you could stay.

Or, we might need to leave.

- Truly, amazing.

When I let go of your hand,

you may or may not remember what happened,

depending on how the loop closes.

You might just go back to your real life.

But I want you to know,

that you were one of my favorite people, so far.

- Um, I'm sorry.

- You tell, tell me how to get to Highway 12?

- Uh, right, it's straight down the highway,

three exits down.

Glad I could help.

- Do you need a ride, honey?

- Actually, yeah, that would be great.

- So which way you going?

- I'll believe anything that you say,

no matter how unusual.

Our mutual friends says that will be so,

I've prepared for it.

Second,

- Before I came in they searched me,

there's a pen on the table, do you see it?

- Yes.

- Take it, picture outside this room,

there's a hall, do you see it?

- Yes.

- At the end of the hall,

on the right, an office.

- Yes.

- Go there, there are desk drawers.

Do you see them?

- Yes.

- Bottom drawer.

Take the pills.

Take apart the pin.

Come back.

Put it on the table, sit down.

- What is this?

- This is more than

just about saving the girl.

There are creatures of glory,

and creatures of horror.

Each carries a price, but we all choose.

Now take my hand.

You will doubt this moment, until later.

I'll find you when you wake up.

- Now, I've heard that you've been,

running around doing all this stuff,

because you think that God picked you?

- Mm.

- See, I don't know that you do.

I mean, if it were me, if I believed that,

I think that would change me.

If I really believed that,

I mean, really believed it,

I'd act like it.

Well done.

- Am I dead?

- No, you're very much alive.

- What are you?

- What do you mean?

- You know like, are you an-

- No.

The world isn't right, you can feel it in your bones.

There's an infernal tide.

Always creeping up.

Most people don't have a clue.

They can't, can't see it.

They don't want to see it.

And in between the people and the tide,

it's us.

Holding it back.

Breakers.

Get in.