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MAN: Hey, Nestov!

NESTOV: Vesser. It'’s about time.

Well! Ain'’t we stylin'?

This human body looks good on you, Vesser.

Definitely a modest improvement over your usual appearance.

Ha ha ha ha ha.

I see you haven'’t lost your sense of humor.

Too bad.

Now, this isn'’t exactly the best place

to conduct business, so if you don'’t mind--

I like it here. It'’s dark. Easy on the eyes.

Wish I could say the same thing about you.

Heh heh heh heh!

Just kidding.

I'’m making small talk.

Humans call it "chitchat."

It'’s what happens before they get down to--

Shut up.

Here'’s what he needs.

Lock picks, alarm taps,

handheld laser torches, digital key card codes.

That'’s a whole lot of business.

5,000.

You get the other half upon delivery tomorrow night.

I don'’t want your money.

You'’re renegotiating?

No, no, no, no, no.

I just got a better deal.

Now check this out.

I give you the gear free of charge.

Instead of giving me 10 grand, you bring me in on the deal.

Cut me in for a little piece of the action.

Forget it. Zin'’ll never agree.

Aw, come on, come on, come on.

A job this big?

Come on, he'’s gotta use some extra help.

He'’s already got the best there is.

You mean Zareth?

Ohh, she'’s good.

Got a magician'’s touch.

Whoo. So what'’s she supposed to make disappear?

- Why do you want to know? - I'’m just curious.

I mean, we'’re talking about Zareth here.

She'’s--she's a legend!

Let'’s just say that Zin seems to have developed

a sudden interest in art.

So Zareth'’s gonna steal a piece of art.

Huh. Like what?

Um, painting or something?

What'’s with all the questions?

I'’m just making conversation.

Forgive me for taking a little interest

in my client'’s work.

[ scoffs ]

[ sniffs ]

You smell that?

These bodies we'’re cursed with.

They'’re actually quite sophisticated.

[ sniffs ]

They even come with a built-in lie detector.

- You'’re losing it, buddy. - See, when humans lie,

they secrete a particular pheromone.

It'’s subtle...

[ sniffs ]

But we Enixians can smell it.

[ sniffs ]

You'’re a liar, Nestov...

[ sniffs ]

And I can smell it all over you.

COLE: Let him go, Vesser.

- Tracker! - Tracker!

Tracker.

No problem.

Ahh.

That'’s one way to shed some weight.

Jess, I need you to push some drinks.

Last call. No pun intended.

She'’ll call you back.

There'’s no one there.

He hung up 5 minutes ago.

Who?

- Ewan. - Ewan?

Ewan, Ewan, like your ex-Ewan?

He said leaving me was the worst mistake

he'’s ever made and he'’s miserable without me.

Good. He deserves to be miserable.

I know. It'’s like some bad country song, isn'’t it?

He cheats me, dumped me, broke my heart, but...

But what? You'’re not considering going back to him, are you?

I don'’t know.

He wants to send me a plane ticket.

What about Gordon?

Oh, I don'’t know. Been having some problems lately.

Well, Jess, every relationship has its problems,

but that doesn'’t mean that you should consider

going back to some guy who burned you.

- I know, but... - Think about it.

You couldn'’t even stand being in the same country as the guy,

and now all of a sudden, he calls and you'’re considering

moving back to London for him?

Whoa, I never said anything about moving back to London.

Okay, good.

What did you say?

Just that if he wanted me to consider it,

then he'’s gonna have to prove to me that he'’s changed,

that he'’s really serious this time.

I mean, I am 23 years old.

The clock is ticking.

Honey, your clock hasn'’t even been wound yet.

NESTOV: How is this my fault?

You should have been more subtle.

Vesser was right to be suspicious.

Look, these sting operations

don'’t exactly improve my life expectancy.

I mean, I'’m putting myself at risk

by showing up here with you!

Who knows who else is hanging out at this bar?

So, if it'’s okay by you, I'’d rather not be involved.

No problem.

I can end your involvement at any time.

- Point taken. - Good.

I need a drink. Scotch, double.

Sure, and how will you be paying for that?

Cash.

Cash, Cole, cash.

COLE: For your trouble.

- 20? - Mm-hmm.

- What about the rest? - It'’s not your money.

It'’s not yours, either. What are you gonna do with it?

We'’ll donate it to your favorite charity.

Yeah, see?

I'’m my favorite charity.

Just like that. Gone...like the wind.

[ door shuts ]

Scotch, double.

Something wrong?

You could say that.

What'’s up?

Well, the fact that Zin probably knows

I'’m helping Cole, my life is over--

that'’s what's up.

So, rumor has it Zin'’s looking

to acquire a piece of art. Nestov told me what happened.

Yeah, he'’s using an escaped prisoner

named Zareth.

She'’s a Desserian.

On her home planet, she'’s a master thief.

Any idea what she'’s supposed to steal?

I cross-referenced all the equipment on Zin'’s list

with every security schematic of every museum and gallery

in the Chicago area.

And?

I came up with 13 possible matches.

Anyone at the top of your list?

Mm-hmm. Chicago Art Museum.

They do have a great collection.

Mm-hmm.

But who'’s Mon-ette?

Mon-ette?

Mm-hmm.

Monet.

He was a French impressionist, a painter.

Well, one of his paintings has been loaned to the museum

from a collection in Paris.

It'’s being unveiled at a private function tomorrow night.

Nestov said that Zin'’s contact needed

his equipment by tomorrow.

That'’s why this museum is at the top of my list.

COLE: Impression, Sunrise.

MEL: Monet'’s most famous work...

Estimated at $50 million.

Zin will sell it,

use the money to finance his operation.

Something wrong?

No. It just reminds me of a place I know.

Home?

Hmm.

Did you have sunrises on your planet?

Well, not the same as here.

Cirron'’s shape is different than Earth'’s...

But the atmosphere--

when the sun is in a certain position,

the colors are beautiful.

I need to get into that function, Mel.

MEL: Well, the museum only invites guests

who have made substantial donations.

It'’ll be impossible to get tickets.

Mm-mmm. I found a way.

Or not.

Metro Police is allocating

the best of their robbery and homicide personnel

to run security for the event.

Robbery and homicide? That'’s--

Your friend Vic.

Cole, no, forget it.

No way. There--

I can'’t ask him for tickets.

Do I have to wear this costume?

It'’s called a tuxedo.

It'’s uncomfortable, Mel.

Try wearing heels.

- Here. - What?

Just try to relax.

What?

You look different.

Yeah, well...

you'’ve never seen me dressed like this before.

It'’s nice.

Everyone at the gala'’s going to be dressed in black tie.

Besides, when you look good...

You feel good.

Well, you must feel very good.

MAN: Hey, what are you doing here?

[ chuckles ]

We should go.

Mel, do you want your bag?

Okay, now this is nice.

Why are they holding each other like that?

You'’ve seen people dance before.

They don'’t dance like that at the Watchfire.

No, I guess they don'’t. [ chuckles ]

It'’s romantic, huh?

Mel, I'’d like to learn how to dance like that.

You would?

Yes.

Well, I promise that when this is all over,

I'’ll teach you.

Okay.

The Monet is upstairs.

[ sighs ]

So how do you find Zareth, exactly?

She'’s probably posing as one of these guests.

There'’s gotta be at least 60 or 70 people here.

78, including security and staff.

Well, what are you doing talking to me? Go mingle.

- Mingle? - Introduce yourself.

Make conversation...

Hello, Vic.

Hello, Cole.

It'’s Vic.

Mel, you look...

Good?

There isn'’t a word in the English language

to describe how you look tonight.

Actually, there are several.

Beautiful, pretty, attractive...

- Mel, I-- - And gorgeous.

You look very attractive yourself, Vic.

Handsome.

Thank you.

- Listen, uh--well-- - I'’m gonna go, um, mingle.

Okay.

Enjoy.

Wow.

Let'’s walk.

Hello.

VIC: So, what'’s he doing here?

I invited him.

- Hmm. - Is that a problem?

No, no.

I just thought that when you called...

What?

Well, I thought you'’d be coming alone, that'’s all.

Well, the invitation said me and a guest.

Yes, it did.

Vic, you didn'’t think that this was a date?

No, no, of course not.

I just thought we could spend some time together.

You know, it'’s not like we get to see each other that often.

[ sighs ]

Okay, I thought it was a date.

MAN: Notice how the large-scale format of the frame

establishes a restricted focus within which

the geometric pattern is established.

The preponderance of structural simplicity in colors

evokes memories of childhood.

It'’s as if the artist is challenging us

not to abstract his work,

but rather to accept it for what it is.

Looks like 3 horizontal lines to me.

MAN: That...

is the beauty of modern art.

Two people can see the same piece.

One sees a couple cans of acrylic and a paint roller,

the other one sees a masterpiece.

Bradford Kotan, curator of the museum.

I don'’t think I know you.

I'’m Cole.

Well, why don'’t you have another look, Cole?

You might have missed something.

Bradley, why don'’t you tell me a little bit

about the Rauschenberg by the bar, hmm?

My pleasure.

I don'’t get it.

I could do that.

An 8-year-old could do that.

[ chuckles ]

Now there'’s art I can appreciate.

Ahh, isn'’t that something special?

No, thank you.

Well, you'’re a cheap date.

No, I'’m not. I'’m on duty.

There'’s a lot of cops here tonight.

Yeah, we got a last-minute order to double up security.

Why?

Well, we got a tip from an anonymous caller.

Guy claims someone'’s gonna lift the Monet.

Having a good evening?

I was just talking to Vic.

Apparently, the police received a tip

that the Monet was gonna...

be stolen. That'’s why the security is so tight.

COLE: Hmm.

MEL: What are you doing?

Before we left, I downloaded the guest list.

Been running some background checks

on some of these people.

Find anything?

Mm-hmm.

Bradford Kotan, curator of the museum.

I downloaded his personal files.

Seems he started only 10 days ago.

So, uh...Zareth poses as the curator to get inside?

It would give her access to all security areas,

including blueprints and alarm schematics.

Well, if it is her, the crowd is buying it.

COLE: Zareth is a Desserian.

She has the innate ability to blend into any situation.

Looks like that brunette'’s blending into her pretty well.

[ indistinct chatter ]

MAN: We'’re on the northeast stairwell,

headed for the control room.

Stand by for the go-ahead.

Something'’s wrong.

What?

[ door buzzes ]

Go.

[ screaming ]

Claude Monet'’s impression sunrise.

Produced in 1873, it marked the beginning

of the artist'’s atmospheric period.

In fact, this is the painting that would eventually

give the impressionist movement its name.

Good evening. I'’m here tonight to relieve the museum

of this brilliant work of art.

MAN: I know, I know,

you'’ve all paid a ridiculous amount of money

to sip champagne and view the wonderful collection.

We apologize for the confusion,

but there was a slight change in agenda tonight.

For those of you unfamiliar with the situation,

here'’s how it goes:

stay on the floor, keep still, no heroics.

For those of you that follow the rules,

you'’ll have a really good story to tell your family and friends.

Well, I think we can safely say we found Zareth.

- I don'’t think so. - You don'’t think so?

Cole, the man is robbing the museum.

That isn'’t Zareth.

Then who is she?

COLE: None of them.

On our home planet, Zareth worked alone,

kept exposure to a minimum.

This approach is too aggressive.

MEL: So, what, these guys just happen to be robbing the museum

on the same night?

With Zareth, there are no accidents.

Everything'’s done for a reason.

Well, if it'’s not one of these guys...

Then where is she?

[ whispering ] Notice anyone missing?

The curator.

Now, you know, you'’re just making this harder on yourself.

Look...look, it can'’t be done.

We know the access is from the hallway somewhere.

All we need is the codes.

Now, are you or are you not the chief security guard here?

I am.

Well, then, you have the codes. Now do it.

Look, it'’s impossible.

Well, if that'’s true,

then I have no reason to keep you alive.

No, look, listen--listen, it'’s impossible

because--you can'’t disable...

You can'’t disable the alarm from this floor.

What do you mean from this floor?

Max,

it'’s Leon. We have a problem.

Well, sort it out yourself.

Something'’s wrong.

- What? - The alarm.

- What about it? - It'’s the only thing

stopping them from taking the painting off the wall.

Ask him in a louder voice.

Then they'’ll disable it, Cole.

But they can'’t.

I'’ll sort it out.

All right, which one of you is in charge?

Come on, don'’t be shy.

If you don'’t mind, we have a schedule here.

I am.

I'’m heading security detail for Metro P.D.

Name?

Detective Vic Bruno.

Good. Come with me, Detective Bruno.

That'’s a wonderful abstract expressionist work there,

and I think the contents of this woman'’s skull

will make a nice addition to the canvas, don'’t you?

All right. Let'’s go.

- What are we gonna do? - There'’s nothing we can do.

We can'’t draw attention to ourselves.

Zareth probably already knows I'’m here.

As long as she thinks I'’m busy, she won'’t alter her plans.

What about all these people? We have to help--

I can'’t take out all the robbers at once, Mel.

I'’d be putting these people at risk.

So, what, we just sneak out and look for Zareth?

We'’re not sneaking anywhere.

Cole, you'’re not leaving me here alone.

You'’ll be safer here, Mel. Once I'’ve captured Zareth,

I'’ll come back for you and the hostages.

Look, these guys are everywhere.

How do you plan on getting out of here?

I'’ll have to cause a distraction.

Right.

Uh! Oh! Ohh!

MEL: Excuse me.

I have this terrible pain in my stomach.

Could I please go to the ladies room?

Ohh!

Okay.

I guess it can wait.

Look, it'’s like I say,

all the paintings are on a relay except the Monet.

Uh-uh-uh-uh. Relay.

It means they'’re linked together.

Thank you, Detective Bruno.

I know what a relay is.

Via the central alarm,

but the Monet'’s on a stand-alone.

The only way to disable it

is through the central security hub.

And where'’s that?

Just tell him.

Sub-basement, level 2.

He'’s lying. The schematics we have

show the Monet linked to the central alarm.

Your information'’s wrong.

You don'’t strike me as being a fan of the fine arts.

More of the beer-swilling, football-loving type.

Now do you really want to die over a stupid painting?

Look, the only way is through the security hub.

Suit yourself.

All right. Hey, hey, now hold on, hold on.

Now, look, I know I'’m on the other side here,

but it seems to me killing the one guy

who can help you disable the alarm

isn'’t such a great idea.

You want that painting? You need him to get it.

[ ding ]

Just looking for the bathroom.

MAX: Who was that?

I don'’t know, one of the hostages must have gotten away.

- Go have some fun. - Right.

All right, let'’s go.

WOMAN: No, no, no. Please.

MAN: All right, all right, all right.

Leon. Leon, are you there?

Did you get him?

I got him.

I want a full search of the building.

We have a hostage on the run!

I don'’t care how you get him.

I want you to return him to me,

preferably in pieces!

[ radio static ]

[ buzzes ]

Let'’s go. Get to work.

If you have any sense of self-preservation,

you won'’t do anything stupid.

It'’s okay, Darryl. You can do it.

[ alarm ]

I swear, it wasn'’t me!

Oh, my God.

Vic!

That bullet was meant for me.

He saved my life.

Easy.

Is there a doctor here?

Anyone?

We'’ve gotta put pressure on the wound to stop the bleeding.

Get towels, tablecloths, whatever you can find.

[ groans ]

- It wasn'’t him. - What?

He didn'’t set off the alarm.

Then who did?

- Cole. - What?

I saw him when they took us downstairs.

He must have tripped it. [ groans ]

- No, it... - He'’s trying to be a hero, Mel.

He'’s gonna get us all killed.

Shh. You just need to try and relax, Vic.

It'’s as if the artist is challenging...

MEL: I think that brunette'’s blending into her pretty well.

Zareth.

[ alarm ]

Bulletproof. It was in the plans.

DARRYL: Easy.

This should help slow the bleeding.

Well, what else can I do?

Pray that the cops get here real fast.

We need to get him to a hospital.

MAX: Phone.

It'’s Max.

How'’s it going?

Not very well.

Yes, it'’s very unfortunate,

especially as the alarm schematics

that you gave to us are completely wrong.

You'’re the one that set this up,

and you are the one that'’s gonna take the fall.

I'’m sure that the FBI would be very interested to know--

Zin?

We'’ve been set up.

We'’ve got to get out of here as quickly as we can.

[ dialing ]

[ ring ]

MALE OPERATOR: 911. What'’s your emergency?

[ siren ]

[ tires screech ]

MALE OFFICER: Cover the fire exits!

We'’re talking about a cop here,

Chicago P.D., and he losing blood fast.

[ groans ]

OPERATOR: The police are on the scene, ma'’am.

Really? Well, why don'’t I see them here?

This is a delicate situation. We'’re doing our best.

[ cell phone rings ]

Mel?

Cole. Where are you?

COLE: I'’m in the curator'’s office.

Get off the phone. It'’s not safe.

You, stay down there.

Well, things can'’t get much worse down here.

Vic was shot.

All right, calm down. How bad is he?

Bad. I tried to stop the bleeding,

but there'’s not much more I can do.

What are you doing up there?

LEON: Search the offices! I want him!

Cole?

Cole?

I'’m here, Mel, I'’m here.

What are you doing?

Looking for Zareth. I'’m getting close.

I think you'’re looking in the wrong place.

What do you mean?

I overheard that guy Max talking on the phone with Zin.

Said something about the alarm schematics being wrong.

Cole...

I think Max is Zareth.

Max isn'’t Zareth.

How can you be so sure?

Zareth killed the curator.

I thought you said the curator was Zareth.

I was wrong. Hold on, Mel.

MAX: [ whispering ] Okay, concentrate.

Plan "B", 5 minutes. You understand?

Plan "B" in 5.

Okay, 5, over.

Cole?

Yes, Mel?

So who is Zareth, exactly?

- The brunette. - The brunette?

You mean the chick who was flirting with the curator?

Yeah. She used his keycard to set off the alarm.

Why would she set off the alarm?

The same reason Zin contracted those guys to steal the Monet

and then gave them the wrong alarm schematics.

He set them up.

Yes, Zin even tipped off the police

so they would focus on the Monet,

but that was just a distraction,

a diversion designed to draw attention

away from Zareth'’s real objective.

So Zin doesn'’t even want the Monet?

No.

Well, what does he want?

I think I'’m about to find out.

[ alarm ]

Yes, Lieutenant, this is the man who holds the lives

of 50 hostages in his hands, so listen carefully.

I want a helicopter with a commercial pilot, no police.

When it arrives, we'’ll release half the hostages.

When we'’re airborne, we'’ll release the rest.

All right, I want half against that wall,

half against that wall.

Now, 3 of these lucky people will be coming with us.

They'’re our collateral.

1, 2, 3. When we'’ve landed and we'’re sure

that nobody is following us, they will be released.

You will be notified when and where to pick them up.

Not that one.

That one is coming with us.

No, this is not a negotiation process.

I am calling the shots

because if you think you'’re coming in here...

You better bring a lot of body bags.

MAX: Don'’t move.

Mel...

MAX: Keep your eyes peeled all the time.

Some date, huh?

Next time, you'’re taking me to a movie.

MAX: Watch the one at the far end.

- I love you, Mel. - Vic.

I know you don'’t feel the same about me.

- That'’s all right. - Vic.

I took you for granted.

I took you for granted. I'’m sorry.

Vic, shh. You just need to rest.

I just want you to know...

In case something happens.

MEL: You'’re gonna be okay.

We'’re gonna be fine.

ZARETH: Now, this is the fun part.

I know. Sounded like it came from that corner.

I'’m afraid I move a little fast.

I know it'’s a slight problem that you can'’t actually see me,

but you'’re just going to have to do better.

You know, the humans use something called mace.

Zin told me about this nitrogen.

Produces a nice, cold spray that works the same way on you.

It'’s amazing, isn't it,

how our alien abilities still work in these human forms?

You had no idea I was on that wall.

You walked right by me.

The statue.

3,000 years.

Hidden here, right underneath our noses.

Oh. It looks like you'’re getting your strength back.

We can'’t have that now, can we?

[ groan ]

Later, tracker.

Okay, let'’s go! Move!

Come on, down the stairs, fast!

Go on, Mel, get out of here.

I'’m not leaving without you.

This may be your only chance to go.

- MAX: Get'’em going! - Shh.

You just need to relax.

Everybody else, we'’re taking the service elevator

to the roof. Once we'’re outside--you, you, you--

take them as well.

Use the hostages as cover. Stick together.

[ muffled gunshot ]

Zin wanted to save you the call.

MALE OFFICER: Everybody freeze! Don'’t move!

On the ground! Down, down!

Get down! Get down! Don'’t move!

These men are gonna take care of you.

You'’re gonna be okay.

Mel, about what I said earlier...

Vic, don'’t worry about it. Just forget it.

Should we?

Go get better. I'’ll come see you.

I got it.

COLE: Hi.

Are you all right?

I'’m fine. Are you okay?

Uh, it'’s--it's a little cold.

- I know. - How'’s Vic?

He'’s in the hospital. I want to go and see him.

Let'’s go.

MEL: I still can'’t believe they made us leave.

COLE: You heard what the doctor said.

Vic is going to be okay.

Yeah.

I guess they don'’t let you stay unless you'’re family.

Jess?

Hey.

What'’s with the clothes?

We went to a party.

Must'’ve been a wild one.

You have no idea.

How come you'’re still here?

It came this afternoon.

I'’ve been trying to build up the courage to open it.

And it'’s from Ewan?

And you think it'’s...

No, Mel, don'’t. Wait.

I don'’t know what might be inside and...

It'’s a plane ticket.

For a minute there, I thought it was...

There'’s something else in here.

You were wondering whether he was serious.

I think the verdict is in.

[ whispering ] Oh, my God.

It'’s not. It's...

It'’s a poem.

JESS: "You asked me to declare my affections for you

"to prove that I love you still.

"Come back to London, my love,

and this box in your hand I will fill."

I'’m not sure, but I think that was a proposal.

Oh, my God. I'’ve got to call him.

Bye.

Jess?

I'’m really happy for you.

Oh, my God.

Good night.

She'’s very happy.

So that'’s what Zin wanted.

Any idea what it is?

There are Vardian measure units on each of the axes.

Looks like positioning data.

It seems to be encrypted.

MEL: In English?

COLE: It'’s a map.

An ancient one.

A map of what?

Looks like Chicago.

It'’s no accident that Zin is here.

He wants something.

Yeah, but what?

I don'’t know, but I intend to find out.

But not right now.

MEL: What are you doing?

You promised.

♪

Now?

COLE: Why not?

Okay.

Okay...

This hand goes here.

I'’ll put mine there.

And we hold hands over here. Good.

Okay. Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Slow down.

Just let the music move you.

♪ I can'’t stop ♪

Listen to the rhythm.

♪ Holding you

That'’s it.

♪ Although we are

♪ Worlds apart

COLE: This is nice.

♪ Heart to heart

♪ Soul to soul

♪ And now I can'’t let go ♪