All language subtitles for S08E03 - Day 8, 6 00 PM - 7 00 PM - Ehhhh

Previously on 24.

Tell me what you know. The
hitter has someone on the inside.

Victor Aruz told me
right before he died...

that the assassin's working with
someone very close to President Hassan.

Someone hacked
into the U.N. database.

They downloaded security
protocols, schematics to the U.N...

and Hassan's personal itinerary.

Did you get a name?

The computer's owner is listed as
Meredith Michelle Reed. She's a reporter.

Applied for a security clearance
at the U.N. We've got a match.

- Everybody move back!
- Mr. President, you need
to come with us. This way.

- What's goin' on?
- Mr. President.

I can't believe
she's part of this.

If this affair becomes public,
it will destroy your credibility...

and everything that
you've worked for.

I just spoke to my brother.
I told him to deny the affair.

The reporter's claims
need to be discredited.

C.T.U. needs to continue to think
she's my contact on the inside.

We might have the wrong person.

I've been scanning through
the traffic-cam footage...

from outside Meredith
Reed's apartment building.

This man was going
into the service entrance.

What if he went through her apartment and
used her laptop to break into the servers?

He hailed a cab when he left.

See the medallion? Call the cab
company. Find out where it went.

Hands in the air!
Now! Against the wall!

Chloe tracked the man in the
surveillance photo to a second location.

We didn't think you'd follow
through with an investigation.

So you had no choice except to
steal weapons from the armory.

Would you have followed through
with an investigation if I'd asked?

I'm not debating this. You want to waste
your time chasing ghosts, knock yourself out.

- Hello?
- "Dana Walsh." I like that.

I told you to stop calling me.

Yeah, I know what
you told me, Jenny.

You must be mistaking
me for someone else.

That's funny, 'cause you
sound a lot like this girl...

I used to know from Rock
Springs named Jenny Scott.

Hey, Mike, what's going
on? Mind if I come in?

- Oh! Mikey.
- Call Captain Ravello.

Tell him you're sick
and I'm filling in for you.

Listen, you son of a
bitch, there's no way...

What's the matter with you?

Next time, I won't
miss the bone.

Make the call.

The following takes place
between 6:00 p.m. and 7:00 p.m.

This is Hastings.

Tell me you've gotten something
out of that reporter you arrested.

No, sir. I'm continuing to press her,
but she's maintaining her innocence.

She's a coconspirator in an assassination
plot. Of course she's gonna deny it.

I need to be able to tell the president we're
making progress toward averting this threat.

Sir, our only course is to go after Meredith
Reed with the evidence we have in hand.

Our top analyst is decrypting a
file we obtained from her laptop.

We're hoping it provides the intel we
need about the assassin she's working with.

It better provide something, because if your
people fail and President Hassan is killed,

this peace process
dies with him.

Do you understand me? I
understand your concern, Mr. Weiss.

But I assure you we're
on top of the situation.

I've dispatched
tactical personnel...

to liaise with the
U.N. security forces...

and stepped up the alert
with N.Y.P.D. at the perimeter.

Fine. I'll have that
to tell her at least.

Let me know when
that file is decrypted.

- Dana, you got a minute?
- I thought you were on your way
to the U.N.

I am. What's the status on that
file decryption? We I.D.'d the cipher.

It's a standard
Isaacs-Adler algorithm.

Requires a 12-character
decryption key to unlock the data.

This search cycle has
identified two characters already.

Should have the rest in
about 30 or 40 minutes.

- Why do you ask?
- Jack Bauer just caused
a big scene with Hastings.

He thinks Meredith Reed
may have been framed.

He must have gotten
that from Chloe.

- I thought
that she'd dropped it.
- Apparently not.

She has surveillance of someone
exiting Reed's apartment building.

Jack thinks this same person may have planted
the encrypted file on Reed's computer.

- And you believe that?
- I'm not sure.

But if that evidence was planted,
then the file you're decrypting...

is irrelevant at best and
at worst a misdirection.

Cole, I traced the U.N.
breach to Reed myself.

The biometric scans of her interrogation
all indicate that she's withholding.

I just don't see a frame here.

I hope you're right, because
Jack's going after this guy on his own.

- Hastings sanctioned that?
- Not exactly.

Agent Ortiz? We
need to move out, sir.

- Be careful.
- Don't worry.

Okay, I'm at the corner of
Broadway and West 23rd in Queens.

Any location on the suspect?

Negative. I talked to
the cab driver directly.

All he remembers is
dropping the fare at the corner.

- Nothing shows up
on the aerial archives.
- I need something to go on.

I know. I've been searching for
private security cameras in the area.

Not all of them are registered. Without the
serial numbers, I don't have access to them.

I'm gonna get out and
look around on foot.

Maybe we'll get
lucky. Stay on the line.

It's all right, Mags. It's
gonna be okay, all right?

Keep your hand on the
table where I can see it.

Who the hell are
you? You're not a cop.

How did you manage to
fool everybody, Mikey...

Or whatever the
hell your name is?

Talk to me, you son of a bitch!

No!

Look, I don't want to
hurt you, Jim, or Maggie.

I am just doing my job.

This is the captain
calling back.

Just say what I told you to say.

Please don't make me do
anything I don't want to do.

Okay?

Yeah.

Hello.

Koernig, Captain Ravello.
What's up? Uh, yeah.

Captain, sorry to drop
this on you last minute.

I just came down with some kind
of bug. I got to take a sick leave.

Could've told me earlier, Jim.
You're due at the U.N. in 20.

Yeah, I know. It's okay.

I asked Mike Farmer
to cover my shift for me.

Farmer's already
on in the morning.

He said he doesn't mind working a double.
I guess he could use the time-and-a-half.

Anyway, I already told him he could use
the bike that I pulled from the motor pool.

All right, Sergeant. I'll
take care of the paperwork.

Look, you tell Mike to get his
butt to Midtown. You got that?

Get better, will you?

Yeah.

You did well.

I did what you wanted me to do.

All right? So do what you
got to do and leave us alone.

We're not gonna make
any trouble for you.

You still there? Jack, go ahead.

Hold on. Hold on.

I got two security cameras overlooking the
park. One's pointing straight at the corner.

I'm gonna get you
the serial numbers.

Hey, man, what you doing?

Chloe, I got to get back to you.

What's up? You lost, man?

Actually, I am. I'm
looking for a friend of mine.

Well, unless you a cop, I
suggest you look somewhere else.

'Cause this is our court, and
we don't like strangers on it.

I ain't a cop, and I'm
not looking for a problem.

My friend was let off on that
corner by a cab 20, 25 minutes ago.

I guess you didn't hear
what I'm saying, did you?

I've got a hundred bucks anybody
can tell me if they've seen this guy.

Anybody?

- I seen him.
- Yo, shut up, Jay!

- What was he wearing?
- That... green coat,
black shirt.

- Where'd he go?
- That light-blue house
over there across the street.

I seen him go up
the steps to the stoop.

You sure? Yeah, I'm sure.

Yo, man. What you doing, Jay? You
don't even know what's goin' down.

I don't know about you,
but I got a hundred dollars.

It's y'all play. Let's go.

Man, I'm about to take that
hundred dollars. Give me the ball.

Jim!

Hello. Jack?

Got a call from one
of your neighbors.

Jim!

Hello. Jack?

Jack, what's happening?
Are you there...

Put the weapon down now. Do it.

My name is Jack Bauer. I'm
working on behalf of C.T.U.

I'm investigating a threat to
the peace conference at the U.N.

- If that's true,
drop your weapon.
- I can't.

The man I'm pursuing killed
two people in this house.

If I lower this weapon, I'll
be sidelined. That can't hap...

What are you doing? He's
down. Son of a bitch is a cop killer.

John, stop! We've
gotta call this in.

Not yet we don't.

Help me get him in.

Come on! Help me get him in!

So where are we?

As of right now, we've
got half the decryption key.

- That's all? Can't we
accelerate the program?
- It's running at capacity, sir.

Mr. Hastings. Sir, we just found this
among Meredith Reed's personal effects.

It's a dedicated key
card, United Nations issue.

Issued to who? President
Hassan and his family.

It accesses their private
residence. We've got her.

Dana Walsh.

Ms. Walsh, this is Security
at Perimeter Gate 9.

You have a visitor. A visitor?

A Mr. Kevin Wade. Says
he's a friend of yours.

Ms. Walsh?

Tell him I'll be right there.

So this, uh... this C.T.U., this is
some kind of government deal, huh?

That law enforcement?
Ms. Walsh is on her way.

Thanks.

Hey, Dana.

Look at you... All
pressed and pretty.

I think I like you as a blonde.

What are you doing here? I
thought I told you to leave me alone.

And I told you not to hang up on
me, Jenny. Don't. Don't call me that.

Oh, you-you want
me to play along?

Okay, I'll play along.

But I'm not gonna let you
pretend you don't know me.

Fine.

You found me. So now what?

You think we're just gonna
pick up where we left off?

Why not? We had
a good thing going.

No. No, we didn't.

I was naive, and I let
myself be taken in by you.

I am not that person
anymore. Yeah?

"C.T.U. Senior data analyst."

Sounds like an important job.

But then you always
were the smart one.

How'd you pull this off? What, you steal a
dead girl's birth certificate or something?

Look, I-I have money.

Not a lot, but some,
if that's what it'll take.

If you really still care about
me, you'll leave me alone.

- Say my name.
- What?

If you're gonna beg,

I want to hear you say my
name... Just like you used to.

Kevin.

Say "Please, Kevin."

Please, Kevin.

There's my bad girl. Damn
it! What do you want from me?

A place to crash for starters.

- I'm getting tired
of living out of the van.
- That is not gonna happen.

Yeah? Well, uh,
you don't want me...

to tell everyone you work with
your little secret, now, do you?

See, I don't want to do that.

Come on. It'll be fun
having me around.

It'll be just like old times.

You'll come home,
and we'll catch up.

Fine, fine.

You can stay the night.

I want you out tomorrow.

Whatever you say.

Do you want my address?

I already got it.

I'm going to ask
you again, Ms. Reed.

And this time, I want an answer.

Now, we know that this key card was issued to
President Hassan and his family at the U.N.

I want to know where you got it.

I'm not saying another word
until my attorney gets here.

You're already looking at a life
sentence in a federal penitentiary.

So if this plot succeeds
and Hassan dies,

I promise you the death penalty.

You give me the name of the
assassin, and maybe we can cut a deal.

I told you I don't
know anything.

- You know who you stole
this key card from.
- I didn't steal it.

- Then you manufactured it,
cloned it somehow...
- No.

And used it to gain access
to the U.N. security data.

- I-I...
- Where did you get it?

Tell me! He gave it to me.

Who?

Who? Omar.

Omar gave it to me.

President Hassan?
Why would he do that?

So I could have access
to his private residence...

when he wanted
to be alone with me.

You really expect me to believe
that you're involved with him?

Believe what you
want. It's the truth.

This is Hastings.

- Put me through - to Rob Weiss at the U.N.
- Just a moment, sir.

What are you doing?

I need to speak with President Taylor to
get permission to talk with Omar Hassan.

Now, if there's something you want to say
to me, Ms. Reed, now is the time to say it.

I'm sorry, Mr. Hastings.

Mr. Weiss is in a closed session,
but they're expecting to break shortly.

All right, just relay the message to
have him call me back as soon as he can.

Yes, sir.

Looks like you have a bit more
time to reconsider your story.

You let me know when
you're ready to change it.

Mr. Hastings, I need your
help. I've lost contact with Jack.

He called me 15 minutes ago. We got cut
off. I haven't been able to reach him since.

This is your operation,
Chloe... Yours and Bauer's.

I don't see why this
should be my concern.

He could be in some kind of
trouble. You need to send for backup.

Even if I wanted to, we
don't have the manpower.

I dispatched all field personnel to
the U.N. for Hassan's protection.

I watched the interrogation. I heard what
Reed said about her affair with Hassan.

If that's true, it supports our idea that
she was framed. And how do you figure that?

Because it explains why the
biometrics registered her deception...

and why the real insider within Hassan's
camp chose her to divert our investigation.

Reed is lying.
There is no affair.

What if there is?

If President Hassan corroborates Reed's claim,
will you consider sending units to find Jack?

All right, fine. And just so
you can hear for yourself,

I'll have someone alert you
when Hassan calls me back.

Is that good enough? No,
but it's better than nothing.

That couple you murdered
upstairs were friends of mine, dirtbag.

- Good people.
- Mazoni, we can't do this.

No, what I can't do is watch another
creep like this walk on a technicality...

or because some lawyer didn't
file the right papers to the right clerk.

- John!
- I've seen it happen more times
than I can count.

You're new here,
Phil. You don't know.

Wait till you spend 15 years of your life
grinding your teeth in this job. Talk to me then.

What about that thing he said...
About him working with C.T.U.?

- Did we find credentials
on him?
- No.

That's because he is a
lying piece of garbage.

- This was
a home-invasion robbery.
- Where nothing was taken.

Because we showed up!

Look, you got a problem
with what I'm doing here, Phil?

Then go upstairs and
wait till I'm finished.

Go. Now.

And remember, you don't
call this in until I say so.

You stick to the story. He was
resisting arrest. You got that?

You got that? Yeah.

Just, uh, don't kill him.

I'll do my best.

Hey, Farmer, what
are you doing here?

- Koernig called in sick. Stomach thing.
- No kidding?

I talked to him this
morning. He was feeling fine.

Probably a few
too many at lunch.

We'll continue to receive
real-time updates here at the U.N.

C.T.U. is confirming the link
between the Stinger missile attack...

and the assassination plot
against President Hassan.

In response, we're gonna push the
traffic perimeter out another six blocks...

and close the Queensboro Bridge in
both directions until noon tomorrow.

Now, roadblock assignments are on pages
two and three of your briefing packets.

Go ahead and
double-check those now.

C.T.U. has also arrested
an individual inside the U.N...

who we believe
is a part of the plot.

Hopefully, this will yield some
information about the assassin himself.

Until then, we have to assume
that he could strike at any time...

and will stop at nothing
to achieve his objective.

He's already killed five people that
we know of, including two C.T.U. agents.

Whoever he is,
he's a professional,

which means everyone is to
be on high alert at all times.

History is happening
upstairs, people.

And it's on our watch.

Our position remains
unchanged, Madam President.

We will not allow NATO to transit supplies
to Afghanistan through our territory.

What about nonmilitary supplies?

It is our belief that any NATO
deployment in the region,

military or otherwise, will lead
to more extremism, not less.

Mr. President, uh, my director of
counterterrorism here in New York...

is requesting to speak
to you on the phone.

- Now?
- It's an urgent matter.

It's relating to the reporter
who was arrested earlier.

Mr. Weiss will escort you
to the conference room.

That is unless you
have any objections.

No, not at all.

This way, Mr. President.

Mr. President.

Do I have to remind
you of our conversation?

Omar, you must deny your
involvement with this woman.

She has a name, Farhad.

I still can't believe that
she can be part of this plot.

That should not be your
chief concern right now.

If word of this affair gets out, not
only is your political career over,

but so is the peace
process itself.

You know what you have to do.

Thank you. Mr. President.

- Hello?
- Mr. President, this is
Brian Hastings at C.T.U.

I appreciate you
getting back to me.

What can I do for
you, Mr. Hastings?

Well, sir, I have a matter of
some delicacy to discuss with you.

- Go on.
- Thank you, sir.

I know that your time is valuable,
so I'll come right to the point.

I understand Meredith Reed is writing
an article on you for the Sunday Magazine.

Yes, that's correct.

Do you know of any reason
she would be in possession...

of a key card to your
residence at the U.N.?

- Key card?
- Yes, sir.

She claims that
she got it from you...

and that your relationship with her
is perhaps more than professional.

Mr. President?

Is there anyone listening to
our conversation, Mr. Hastings?

Are we being recorded? No, sir.

I'm speaking to
you on a secure line.

Then I will tell you what
Ms. Reed said is true.

Omar! What are you doing?

Sir, are you confirming a romantic
involvement with Meredith Reed?

Mr. Hastings, I trust your
complete discretion in this matter.

And I'm sure you
understand the ramifications...

if what I'm telling you
becomes public knowledge.

Yes, sir, I understand.

I gave Ms. Reed this key card for
reasons I'm sure are clear to you.

I'm telling you all this in
the interests of justice...

because I'm convinced that Ms.
Reed is not part of this conspiracy.

Excuse me for asking, sir, but
are you basing that certainty...

on anything other than
your personal feelings?

- No, I suppose not.
- I see.

Well, thank you for your
candor, Mr. President.

I assure you that nothing we discussed
will be disclosed from this office.

I appreciate that,
Mr. Hastings. Good-bye then.

Good-bye.

Have you any idea
what you've done?

The honorable thing.

You said you'd send
backup to Jack's location.

I said I'd consider
it, and I have.

Confirmation of the affair does
not prove Reed's innocence.

For all we know, it's a ploy
she used to gain access...

to the U.N. security
files, Hassan's itinerary.

In the meantime, Jack's
still missing. He's not missing.

You lost contact. His
phone battery may have died.

Or more likely, he's in an
area with bad cell reception.

There's pockets of them
all over the five boroughs,

which you would have known
if you were from around here.

Fine, if you're not sending
someone, I'll go myself.

No, you won't.

Your concern for your
friend is admirable,

but that file we got off Reed's
laptop... it's almost decrypted.

Depending what we find,
I'm going to need you here.

Is that clear? Yeah.

Now, earlier today,
you suggested...

that I speak to you
more clearly and directly.

You leave the
building, you're fired.

Is that clear and
direct enough for you?

- Hello?
- We have a problem. My brother
confessed to the affair.

I don't know if the
frame's going to hold.

- That's unfortunate.
- Don't you understand?

C.T.U. won't believe the file you
uploaded to Reed's computer is genuine.

I agree it isn't ideal,

but they will still have to act
on what they find in any event.

There's no reason to
diverge from the plan.

But you need to remain
calm and play your part.

- How much longer?
- I promise you.

Your brother will be dead
before the hour is out.

Don't move!

Drop that! Now!

Officer, everything I
told you before is true.

My name is Jack Bauer.
I'm a former federal agent.

He's lying, Phil. Shoot
the son of a bitch!

- He broke my damn rib!
- Contact Chloe O'Brian
at C.T.U.

She'll verify my identity and the
threat to the peace conference.

- What are you waiting for? Shoot him already!
- Sit back down, John.

You want to be pointing
that gun someplace else.

- Don't move, either of you!
- What the hell? I'm your partner!

No, this has gone far enough. I'm
calling it in. You don't want to do that.

Come on, Phil. Put
the phone down.

- Let's talk about this.
- Shut up!

This is Patrolman Philip Lu. I
need to talk to Lieutenant Sell.

The officer upstairs has to be
connected to the assassination plot.

Oh, you happy now? You hear
what he's saying about Koernig?

All I'm saying is that there's a
connection. We need to find out what it is.

Both of you, shut the hell up!

This is Sell. Lieutenant, sir.

I'm at the scene of
a double homicide.

One of the victims is a cop, a
James Koernig out of Midtown Center.

No, it's definitely
murder... Him and his wife.

We got a suspect in custody.

11447 Broadway.
Cross street is Astoria.

Ask him what Officer
Koernig's assignment was today.

Please, innocent
lives are at stake.

What have you got to lose?

And, sir? Yeah?

I need a look-up on
Koernig's duty assignment.

Yeah, transfer me over.

You screwed up. What?

Yeah, it surprised me too.

You forgot to upload a
Rijndael filter to my system.

Without it, I can't break the last encryption
layer on the file remnant you gave me.

I'm sorry. I will upload
it to a disk for you now.

Or I can just do it at
your station. Okay, fine.

Everything okay?

- What do you mean?
- I don't know.

It's not like you to make mistakes.
You seem a little distracted.

Wedding jitters maybe? No.

Just asking.

I mean, Cole's a
nice enough guy.

But I could see how you could
start having second thoughts.

I've always been curious to know
what you two find to talk about.

- Drop this, Arlo. I am not in the mood.
- I don't mean anything by it.

All I'm saying is that you and the Boy
Scout aren't exactly intellectual equals.

Or is that what
makes him your type?

See now, you and me, for
instance, we have a lot in common.

We speak the same language.

Mostly techno jargon, granted, but, hey, it
can always lead to something much deeper.

Damn it, Arlo!

That's it. We've got it.

Whoa.

Is that what I think it is? Yes.

Finish decrypting your fragment and put it up
on the screen. I've gotta go tell Hastings.

I don't care what
he's demanding.

You tell Ms. Reed's lawyer
he's going to have to wait.

We can hold his client for up to 18
hours before formally charging her.

Sir? I have to go.

We've broken the
encryption code on Reed's file.

The primary file
component's up on screen.

- Arlo's waiting for a second
piece to finish rendering.
- So, what am I looking at?

Construction plans for work carried out
at the United Nations eight months ago.

The U.N.? Are
you sure? Positive.

Two I-beams were retrofitted to provide structural
support for additional interpreters' booths.

There and there.

- That looks like
the council chamber.
- It's directly below it.

The decryption is
just about complete.

It's loading to the
main screen now.

Looks like a schematic
for an incendiary.

A bomb... pulse-detonated,
modified to fit between the I-beams.

Sir, judging by the size,

that's big enough to drop the entire
Security Council into the East River.

Get me Cole and
Manners at the U.N.

All stations, we're
implementing protocols...

for immediate evacuation of
the United Nations building.

We are code red. I repeat.

This is not a drill.
We are code red.

Mr. Hastings, you need to consider
the possibility that this intel is fake...

and why they
wanted us to find it.

I'm not taking any chances. Sir,
I've got Cole and Manners on the line.

Gentlemen, we have intel
from the decrypted files...

that an incendiary device has been
placed directly below the council chamber.

Sir, I don't see
how that's possible.

The building's been
vetted for weeks.

U.N. security have swept the
area thoroughly and repeatedly.

Then they missed it.

Mr. Manners, you need to implement
evacuation protocols immediately.

Cole, I want you on President
Hassan personally. Yes, sir.

Hey! You, you,
with me. Let's go.

Ladies and gentlemen, forgive the
interruption. Your attention, please.

We're evacuating immediately
due to a possible bomb threat.

Security personnel will be
receiving protocol confirmation...

on designated
channels momentarily.

Evacuation will proceed
out these doors...

and down to underground
parking, Level "B."

Please, speak only with
your designated handlers.

- Omar...
- Everything will be fine,
Madam President.

Madam President, you and
Secretary Kanin need to move now.

President Hassan, if
you'll follow me. Absolutely.

Traffic Control, I need route
lockdown for northern exodus.

All units confirm.

Unit 2 in position.

Unit 3 in position.

Unit 4 in position.

Unit 5 in position.

That's affirmative. They're
coming your way now.

Clear all the way out!

Where's everybody goin'?

Move out! Move out!

Yes, sir!

Right through here. We're gonna
need additional officers to assist.

Where are my wife and daughter?

Coming down the east stairwell now,
sir... no more than two minutes behind you.

I won't leave without them.

Mr. President, with all due respect,
my orders are to evacuate you now.

Omar, I'll wait and go
with them. Don't worry.

I'll make sure they're safe.

Tarin, get my
brother out of here.

Let's go. Get in.

All right. Evac
Tunnel "B." Move!

Yes?

He's in the third car. The
motorcade's coming up the ramps now.

Vehicles are in transit.

Current location...
Evac Tunnel Bravo.

Second Avenue team should
have a visual in five minutes.

- Where's he going?
- I don't know.

Uncle. Where is Omar?

He went ahead.
We'll take the next car.

Is it true there's a bomb?
It's just a precaution, Kayla.

Don't worry. Everything's
going to be fine.

Right this way. Okay.

Let's be quick. Hurry.

The guy who took his
place, what was his name?

Mike Farmer. Thanks.

Come on. Get out.

You were right.
There is a connection.

Sergeant Koernig was
on the U.N. security detail.

He called in sick
about 45 minutes ago.

He was forced to make that call.
You said someone replaced him?

A patrolman named Mike Farmer
from the same unit. That's your assassin.

Officer, you need to let me call C.T.U.,
and I need to get to the U.N. immediately.

Officer, this is going down now.

You can either stand here and do
nothing or you can help me stop it.

Make the call. I'll
drive you to the U.N.

Thank you.

Where the hell you
think you're going?

He can't leave. He's
a material witness.

Jack, where have you been?
Chloe, please, just listen to me.

The assassin killed a police officer and
took his place on the U.N. security detail.

- I need to alert Agent Ortiz
immediately.
- Okay. I'll patch you through.

He's in the middle
of evacuating Hassan.

Evacuating him?
Why? Hastings's orders.

The evidence in Reed's computer indicated
that there's a bomb in the building.

Where's Hassan now?

Hassan's motorcade is heading
up the ramps in the parking garage,

about to pull out
onto Second Avenue.

Chloe, it's Cole.
Hang on. I've got Cole.

Agent Ortiz, you're on with Jack
Bauer. What's going on, Jack?

Cole, you need to stop Hassan's
car now. What are you talking about?

The assassin is part
of the evacuation detail.

He's posing as
an N.Y.P.D. officer.

There is no bomb in the U.N. They're just
trying to lure him out of the building.

- Did you tell Hastings
about this?
- We don't have time.

You need to stop the
motorcade before it hits the street.

It's too late. Hassan's
car just exited the tunnel.

You need to stop that car,
or Hassan's a dead man.

Cole?

Whose vehicle is that?

It's Cole, sir.

Cole, what the
hell are you doing?

Cole!

Cole!

What was that? What happened?

Cole, can you verify?
Was Hassan hit?

Cole!

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