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#HOSTILE INTENT#

#60,000,000 PEOPLE HAVE COMPUTERS IN THEIR HOME.#

#BY THE YEAR 2000, THE NUMBER WILL BE ONE BILLION.#

#WE SHOP, BANK, COMPLETE TAX RETURNS, COMMUNICATE WITH FAMILY, ALL BY COMPUTER.#

#OUR LIVES ARE IN COMPUTERS.#

#IN 1997, THE FEDERAL GOVERNMENT WILL PASS LEGISLATION AUTHORISING#

#THE USE OF THE CLIPPER CHIP WHICH ALLOWS ACCESS TO EVERY FILE ON OUR COMPUTERS.#

#EVERY ASPECT OF OUR LIVES.#

Whadda ya think? - All in all, I've rather be surfing.

Keep it down, will ya! - They're out here, man. They're out here!

Just relax, man. - You just gotta relax.

I am relaxed, motherfucker! Shut the fuck up!

Fuck, man, nobody is out there!

Shit! They're on us! Get down!

Damn!

Take cover! - Hey, come here!

Watch your bodies! - Set your point! - Go! Go!

Come here! This way! - Go man, go! - Come on, kill him!

Look out! - Halt! Move and you're dead!

I'm a fucking rock.

I got him! I got him! - Give him to Boyd

He's mine! He's mine!

Come nere! Over here! Over nere!

On your tail!

Bag 'em and tag 'em.

Didn't I tell you boys they'd come right down the chute?

That's one kill for the good guys.

Lucky shot, asshole.

Yeah. We'll get you next time.

Let's go pluck that flag. - Yeah, we'd have won with Cleary.

Where is he anyway? He walked out on me, now he's down the same thing to you.

Hey, he tried to make it. - Yeah, sure.

Any of you guys ever want to leave Cleary and make

some real money, come to work for me. - I'd rather die.

Bang!

You're dead.

Go bye-bye.

I'm gonna fucking kill that guy.

It's only a paintball game, for Chrissakes.

Good morning, Chicago. How you doing out there?

It is a beautiful, seventy-two degrees outside today.

Got a lovely looking sunny day happening for you this morning.

Traffic looks good coming in off the turnpike.

Got a bit of a pile-up now in rush hour in the I-95. Hopefully,

some of the men gonna be out there and gonna clean this mess up real fast.

Hey; stay tuned for some more rock and roll

Mike.

Oh God. I was drooling.

Jesus. What time is it?

Nine a.m.

How'd you guys do? - Toasted.

We were a man short.

Sorry I couldn't be there. - It's cool, Mike.

Look, theah the system crashed again last night.

Oh no. - Yeah. Complete memory loss.

Just I mean everything.

I mean, a real Hindenburg.

It's got to be something minor, but I been up all night trying to work this thing out.

I'm coming up dry.

Well, with the boys in at first thing; de-bug top to bottom.

It'll turn up. It's got to. - Dunnel...

There's something else.

What? Worse than a software fuck-up two weeks before we go public?

I can't make the payroll.

I've tap-danced as long as I can, but man, the wolf is really at the door this time.

I need you to go to your family and ask for a second investment.

Jeez, Mike, they sunk a fortune into this already.

I know. I understand that. But this is going to change the industry.

This is totally hack-proof, multiple platform security of your hard drive.

It's instant obsolescence of any competing software.

They're gonna be rich. We're all gonna be rich.

End of story.

Okay. I'll go back to the well.

You are the man.

You find anything?

Dude there's there's no bug in my sector.

Now you're my best tweak freak. Did you check the interface?

Twice, man. Everything is cool. - Mike, It is clean.

Put it this way. If Guardian were a condom, you'd never have another worry.

It is one hundred percent A-okay.

And I'm telling you there's something there.

As long as there are bugs, somebody can hack in.

Mikey, it is clean. - If it's clean, then why isn't it working?

Look; this is an information shield.

And there's a crack in the armor, okay?

It's supposed to be so simple my grandmother could use it, so let's fix it.

So where did you come up with the Attila the Hun motivational technique?

Believe me, they've had worse. They could use some encouragement.

I don't have time for a leadership seminar right now. - Come on, Mike.

They're busting their asses... - Dunnel, if they need a friend they should

get a dog, you know. I'm gonna make 'em rich. That should be enough.

They do it for you, Mike. They don't care about the money.

You're the only one who cares about the money. - Right.

Listen, don't kid yourself. You were born into it.

Some others had to work for it. - Guess what, guys, we got a hacker.

I knew it! Get on it, guys! Quick!

Come on! Stay down!

We know, we know! Jesus, Whitt - You gotta like that, huh?

Guys, focus! We got a hacker on our first level database.

Okay, pull the plug! Come on, get him out of there! - I'm trying,

but the lines are still up. - They're on the second level now!

The C.I.A.? - Whoever it is, they've thrown together

some extremely complicated algorythms.

It looks like they're gonna have full penetration in less than twenty seconds.

I love it when she talks dirty. - Fifteen seconds and it's sayonara, baby! Come on!

It's gotta be the NSA. They're the only ones with the stones to break my code!

Ten seconds! They'll either copy it or kill it!

Listen code boy, you're not getting in.

Come on. He's too close!

Nine, eight, seven, six

Five, four

Three, two

Did he get in?

No. It shut him right out.

That'll teach those spooks to hack our system.

You know, I don't really think it was CIA. - I'm sorry, boss.

I thought it worked. - Who would have set these?

They have a flashback code? - No, no. I double-checked them...

Well, check 'em again!

I gotta present a working prototype on Monday: a working prototype!

We'll have it to you by lunch. - Should have been de-bugged last night.

She said she'd have it by lunch. - I don't care what anybody says! I just want it done!

Two years I been working on this thing.

Oh yeah? Where the hell we been, Hawaii?

Alright, so where do we start?

From the beginning, Danny boy. From the beginning.

We found a bug in the C- plus language modifier

Mikey, the code you wrote it was magic. - Right.

Magic, magic, but the thing is, you accidentally hit a shift key, and it put

an invisible character in the seventh thousandth, eight-hundred

and thirty-third line. I think they've got it.

You willing to bet your stock options? - Yeah.

Double or nothing. - I'm in. - Come on, come on. Sit down.

Give it your best shot.

I hear you knocking. - Let's see.

If I can't get in, nobody can.

It works.

Who would've thought? The world's greatest hacker

invents the world's greatest security program.

Now you got nothing wrong. - Whadda you got?

You're on. It works. - It fucking works.

It works!

Yes, it works.

Hey, I owe you an apology. Hey, we just clean up the mess, boss, that's all.

Mop up crew.

Hey Mike; we're gonna go over to the DotCom to have a couple of beers

Don't waste your time with him.

Scotch

My, aren't we looking sporty today, Gordon.

Whitt, lose the earings. So, we're going to blast off at 0600 hours, right?

0600? That's rich... - We got a three-hour drive to the park.

Listen, why does it gotta be so far away, man? - Because your team is lame.

We won. We pick.

Oh yeah. Check it out, fellas.

See this right here? It's called the "Arena Deluxe".

Double trigger, forty-five grip frame

with trigger offset, drop forward design,

nitro cradle accurizer with an XP pro-coil hose.

Small penis. Very small penis. - Shut up, man.

Hey Mike, you gonna play with us this weekend?

Does this mean you're coming up? - No, just getting a drink.

Hey Cleary. You got a minute?

Gordon.

So, I understand your program still has some major bugs in it.

Who told you that? - People talk. You know that.

Hey, you know what? You got me.

We don't even have a program. Truth is, we never have.

We just been spending all our time up there playing charades.

Cleary, even if your product does work, it takes muscle

to get a program like that in the marketplace. I can help you out.

Now let me tell you something: when we hit the marketplace,

every computer in the world is gonna be able to ao on line with absolute security.

And when that happens, you're over.

Look; I'm only in the business of making money

and together we could make a hell of a lot more of it.

Why would I go into business with you after you've ripped me off?

Look, you were under contract. You worked for me then, remember?

All I did was take your product and sell it to the highest bidder.

And I got nothing!

And to top things off you went and sold it to the Feds.

Since when is it a crime to support your own government?

When they're using you to invade people's privacy.

Fuck you, Mike.

You know, I've never seen you bitter.

It worries me.

Here's an overview of the park.

Zone of conflict: three hundred acres of ball-breaking

Excuse me... Ass-busting terrain.

Have any questions?

Yeah.

You want it in the head or the gut when you get it?

'Cause I'm gunning for you.

Beautiful, isn't it? - The view, Mike.

Oh yeah.

Why don't try leaving that thing at home just once?

Quiet, I'm on with my broker.

Now I know we lost. I don't care.

Guardian is gonna be the biggest thing since sliced bread, alright?

What does it do? - Listen to me, Mitchell.

If you had a thought in your fat head, Guardian would protect it.

Yeah. That's what? What? I can't hear you. What? Hello?

I told you it wouldn't work out here, now please shut up.

Mike, what you working on? - Well, I was just adding some red to the Guardian logo.

What do you think?

That looks great. - It's great.

You want me to take care of that for you? - No. I'll keep it with me.

What's that noise?

What is that?

Oh Jesus

I think it's a widget. You know anything about these things?

Well, I think they call this an engine.

Look; you know what? No, it's something in here. It's like a shaft, or something.

I think it's the shaft. - Don't ask me.

I'm the wrong one to to ask unless it's connected to a a printer.

Excuse me. Thank you very much.

Broken fan belt.

What is that, bad?

What? - You guys are useless.

Can we fix it?

You people are on private property.

Excuse me, we're on the highway.

Excuse me.

I'm on the highway.

You are on private property.

Excuse me, but we've got a broken fan belt.

He likes you.

Follow me.

What's he talking about? - Who is this fucking guy?

So what do you think? - Man, I should've stayed with the other Jeep.

Click your heels three times, Dorothy, 'cause you're not in Kansas anymore.

Let's just accept the hospitality and get the hell out of here, huh?

Where'd you get the camies?

Army surplus.

Hey! Where the fuck do you think you're going?

Come on, boys

Take it easy. Just checking the place out, that's all

Charley, you want to see if we got an extra fan belt in there.

I say we forget the fan belt and just start walking.

You should knock these two upside the head take the fan belt, and get the fuck out.

Alright

What the hell is this?

Paint pellet gun.

I heard of these. Does it work? - Yeah.

Yeah It's got a range of about a hundred yards.

Want me to show you?

Why? You think I'm dumb?

I didn't say that.

It sounds like you're saying I couldn't figure that out for myself.

Just 'cause I got bluejeans on and you guys

are dressed like GI Joe, you think I'm stupid.

Hey, he didn't mean anything by that - You shut your yuppie mouth!

Please, just don't point that at me.

I thought you said it was a paint gun.

Yeah, but it's close range.

You mean like this close?

Is this your car?

Yeah, It's mine. - This is your car?

Yeah. - This is a nice car.

Thank you very much.

Hey Charley; it is a paint gun.

We don't get many strangers.

I find that hard to believe.

I wasn't making a joke. I want you off our property now.

Yeah

Thank you.

Okay, let's start it up.

Guys, secure the gear.

Alright, over here. So your base camp's over there.

Ours is down there close to the river.

Winner is the first one to capture the enemy flag or take out the squad.

These hills really work your ass, huh, Gina?

Let me know if you need a hand.

No thanks. I been climbing since I was fifteen.

Knock it off.

Just don't bug me. Just talk to my guy.

I just want to know what you're gonna invest in, that's all. - Never mind me,

asshole. What are you going to invest in? - A higher class of hooker.

Oh, that says it all, don't you think? - I know you got some little inside scoop.

What do you say, huh?

No. I can't. I don't do it.

It's a bad idea. I do not mix investment advice and friendship. That's it.

We won't be friends then.

You sure got a pretty mouth.

You want to play with my paintball, little man?

Where's Gordon? - Oh, you know him.

Probably off in the bush somewhere getting in touch with his feminine side.

It's a good thing he doesn't take this thing too seriously.

Unlike the rest of us. - Hey, this is war.

No one's getting out of here alive.

You know, you guys said the last time

Gordon set up some sort of a ambush?

Yeah, but I say blitzkrieg ail the way.

Which is why I say we do the sweeping pincer. I mean, it worked for

Moelke in Prussia. I like Patton's double-flank strategy

used in battle of Berlin. The two-wave charge at Mount Appol

Guys, let's just walk up the hill and see how we do?

Good strategy. - Works for me.

So that's how it works.

Will you watch where you point that thing?

Sorry.

Alright, you guys know the drill: if you get nailed,

you come back to camp and sit out the game, alright?

Let's do it. - Cleary, are you there? - Just keep target boy away from me, okay?

What? Do I stand out or something? - Only on the satellite photos.

Yeah Gordon, I'm here. - Zero hour.

Team One's flag in place. - Team Two's flag in place.

Radio frequency blockers on - Blockers on.

Then Michael, let the game begin.

Alright Rawlins, you, Crowther; I want you to take the left flank.

You, Merlino, Wexler; I want you to move to the right.

I'll take the center through the canyon. Everybody okay with that?

Yes sir. - Yeah sure.

Let's go get 'em. - What the hell is that for?

Squirrels.

Fucking nut. - Go on

Alright everybody; watch your ass.

You be careful out there. The object is to have some fun.

I don't want anybody getting hurt. We clear?

Clear, sir.

Unbelievable.

Good day for huntin'. - Oh yeah, a great day.

Wakey, wakey. Radio Shack.

Gina, are you there? - Roger ramjet.

Press?

Yeah? - Press, the game just started.

You can relax, okay? - I'm relaxed, I'm relaxed. Big time, okay?

Big time relaxed.

Hey, don't drop that camera. Yeah, how do I look?

How's my hair?

Try looking tough now. - That's what I'm doing.

I am looking tough What are you doing?

Nice flash. Hello everybody. Here we are.

Here, take mine. - Would you take another picture? - No, take mine.

Rawlins, Crowther. Where are you? - We are still walking through the forest.

Still no sign of anybody. - What's your position?

Right now I'm standing next to a raving lunatic.

Ah yeah, very funny.

Crowther, I want you to move to a new position

Crowther?

Hey Rawlins, you there?

Rawlins?

Whitt?

Cool.

Shit!

What was that?

Whitt? I'm talking to you. What happened?

You really don't want to know. - Tell me anyway.

I shot myself. - You shot yourself? - It was an accident.

We've only been out here five minutes.

Well, it was a really tough five minutes.

Alright, well sit this one out. We'll see you back at camp.

I have the enemy in sight. They're in the valley just below me.

I'm in sector three. - Roger, roger, that.

We stay with them. Dunnel, Gina: sector seven.

Double-time. - Sector seven. Sure thing.

That would be... - Right next to sector six?

Nobody likes a smartass, Michael.

Hey, don't shoot. I'm not in the game.

I'm high as a kite, mind you.

Hey man, I said I'm not in the game!

Help! Somebody help! Please!

What the fuck are you doing?

Gina? How are you doing? - Are you kidding?

I love this macho bullshit.

Whitt, you back at base camp? Eric, are you there?

He's probably got his headset off. - Makes the humiliation easier to deal with.

Mikey, I got two bogeys here. Clean hits.

Leave 'em. You got a twenty on Whitt?

Nope. The big goofs probably stoned out of his tree by now.

He's been off his radio for half an hour. I want you to double back

to base camp and see if you can find him. - Are you nuts?

I'm telling you I got two hits - Just do it!

Mike, what's up? - Probably nothing.

I just want to make sure he's okay.

I found the sasquatch.

How is he? - He looks he's taking his afternoon nap

What did you say? Dunnel?

Eric?

Billy? What's going on?

Mike, you better get over here! You better get over here quick!

Gordon, come in! Are you there?

It's not gonna work, Mike, he's blocking the frequencies. What are we gonna do, Mike?

We're just gonna keep our heads on

and we're gonna stay calm, relaxed.

Relaxed? Whaddaya talking about? You don't make any sense!

You gotta tell us what we're gonna do.

It's those men. They warned us. We're on their land, they warned us!

You tried to find him? - It's those... They're gonna kill him!

Will you shut up! I'm trying to think!

It's a little late for that, don't you think!

Hey! They're probably watching us right now.

You guys can go back to the cars.

I'm gonna try to find Gordon - No.

No splitting up.

Hell no, l've got to warn him. - Fuck this, man. I'm out of here.

No! Wait. Okay. We'll all go together, alright?

We'll get to the cars and we're gonna find a phone.

What about him? Are we gonna leave him?

There's nothing we can do for him.

Oh yeah?

You have no idea where we are, do you?

I thought that was your job. - No, it was my job to find you if you got lost.

Yeah? Well, it's time you started doing your job.

You hear that? - Jesus.

You're never this jumpy when bonus time comes around.

What's with Gordon and the arsenal?

It's a squirrel gun. You heard him.

Yo, Gordon. You using that handgun of yours?

Not yet. Why? - Then we're not alone.

Cut it.

Okay gentlemen, I've got targets heading two-two-six-nine.

Take your time. Do it right.

We have located two more targets, Eagle One.

Whose team? - They're on the Away team.

Finish that business quickly and find Cleary.

Understood.

Hey, either of you guys make contact with Rawlins or Crowley?

No sir. No sign of the enemy either.

It's pretty quiet out here.

Wex, you bought the walkies. What could go wrong?

I don't know; maybe their battery packs.

Shit! - Harry!

Come on, Allan. Get up.

One out. One trying to steal home.

Don't let him score. Repeat; don't let him score.

Okay, Coach. I'll take him this time.

Somebody help me! - Hey, hey Wex.

Talk to me. What's up? - Allan's dead! - They snuck up on you?

You're not listening to me! He's dead! Really dead.

I'm shot! I'm bleeding, goddamit!

Hey Wex. You gotta calm down. Just slow down, okay?

You're not making any sense. What's your position?

Talk to me! - What the fuck is going on?

Wex?

What the fuck is going on here, huh? What the fuck is going on?

Wexler?

I don't know what happened. We were just standing there talking.

And bang, that fast

Wex you there?

Wexler?

Eagle one. Runner's out at the plate.

I repeat; runner's out at the plate.

Good defense. - This one got through on the horn, though. Dirty secret is out.

Look, they're just a bunch of computer whacks.

Let's get on with business. - I owe you.

Wex, talk to me. Are you there?

Wex, can you hear me?

Anybody?

Wex? Crowther?

Merlino? Rawlins?

Anybody?

I don't feel so good.

I qotta go

That's fine He's fine, he's fine

I heard something. - How are you? Are you okay?

Yeah. I'm just a little scared. - I don't wanna leave.

What?

You're Feds, aren't you? - Look, we're leaving now.

Listen to me. I don't know what you're talking about.

Sir, you've you've hurt enough people.

You just let him go - They sent you, didn't they?

You're Feds, right?

Listen; I don't know what you're talking about, okay?

Don't give me that bullshit! You shot my friend like an animal!

We don't have any guns on us. That's a toy. - He shot himself! Yeah! I shot myself!

I'm not saying anything.

I just if you put the knife down we can talk

I'm gonna slice him!

You need to calm down. - What are you, nuts? - He didn't kill Whitt!

Bullshit! Bullshit! - How do you know? - I think he might be right. - See?

You think he shot himself? - You're wrong, it had to be Gordon.

Yeah. He did it. What? For a software program?

No, wait a second, wait a second.

We re talking about business, Michael. Okay. This is big business.

We didn't have to come here. He chose this place. We didn't have to come here.

Okay?

We put a tourniquet on you.

Think you'll be better.

Gimme that - Hey, hey, hey.

You try anything, you're fuckin' dead. - Shut up and give it to me! Come on.

What's your name?

John Barrington 'the Bear'.

I think the fact that I'm still alive is proof you didn't kill Charley.

Mike, we gotta get outta here.

Can you help us?

Hey. You okay?

Yeah

We'll get out of this.

Yeah.

Cleary. Outta the way. He killed my men.

You fucker.

Hey, hey! Hey!

They're all dead.

He didn't kill them.

Outta the way, Mike.

I swear to God, I'll kill you too if I have to.

Don't make me do it. Just hold on! Just, just hold on a minute!

There are other people out here! - Wait!

I think there may be some federal involvement here.

What the hell are you talking about, Dunnel?

What's going on, Bill?

They want Guardian, Mike.

It was all a cover. My family, the money everything.

But you gave me the money

They they knew you wouldn't work for them, so they gave it to me.

Rotten liar! You Why'd you lie to me?

Mike, I swear I didn't know anything about the killing.

You gotta believe me. I was just supposed to get you away so they could

sweep you in and try and get the software. I didn't know about the killing.

I didn't know

You dickhead!

Mike, they warned you!

What the fuck's he talking about, Cleary?

You tell them.

They came to me. They wanted the patent.

I told them 'no'. They threatened me.

They threatened the company.

You didn't tell us. We were in danger and you didn't tell us?

Why didn't you tell us? What the hell is the matter with you?

Why the hell didn't you tell us? - Get down! Get down!

What's the matter with you! You people! I can't live in this world!

Hey! You okay? - Yeah, l'm fine.

Is he dead?

He's dead, man. You've clicked his switch, man.

Let's go!

Where is he? Is he gone?

He's gone, he's gone

What do you mean?

We took care of him. - Mike. Dunnel's gone.

That's an Infinity Seven.

What's that? - My company built it for the Feds. - Buckner, come in.

Buckner quit, asshole!

This is Adams.

Cleary? - This is Cleary.

Listen; I want to make a deal.

I'm listening. - I'll give you Guardian, if you let us go.

Not in the battle plan, Michael. The deal is: you give up, I let your friends go.

Your life is not negotiable.

Make the deal, Mike. Think of the others.

Oh hello, Dunnel. - Dunnel, get off.

Look, we don't need you to get what we want, Michael.

We can take Guardian right out of the shop. - Then do it.

Listen; does this have to have high capability? - Yes.

Try to get me on a phone line.

Sure. I'll give it a shot.

Hello? - Soames - Hey, Mikey.

You kill anybody yet? - There are men on their way over there right now.

They want Guardian. They're gonna try to take it and if you're there

they're gonna kill you. I want you to crash the system.

Just destroy it and get out. - Yeah, but why?

I got a signal beaming out of the ballpark. Does anyone else read that?

You cannot fool around with National Security. - Copy that. Crash 'em all.

Now.

Did you get that?

Bob!

Fuck! - Bob! Are you there?

Did you get that? Hello?

Goddamit!

Blocked it, but I don't know what they got through.

Soames! They jammed it, Cleary.

Now we can't get out. Why didn't you tell him to get help?

I was going to.

It just went dead.

Cannot fool around with national security.

Mister Soames?

Mister Soames?

Oh, hi. Sorry to interrupt whatever it is you're doing.

Guys, I wonder if you'd help me with a technical question.

Fuck you!

Try not to destroy everything.

Soames, this did not have to end badly.

All that wasted effort. Don't you feel like an idiot?

Now you're in pain. There's all this mess.

Now I feel like an asshole, I tell you.

You ought to trust your feelings.

Alright so

"erase all Data"?

No, I don't think so.

Look what you did!

If you'd stopped to think: 'maybe this man has

a good reason to do what he's doing', we could have ended this in a rational manner.

But no; you prefer violence?

Fine, have it your way.

Wait. I have to stop.

You and your goddam software! This is all your fault.

You're right.

I should have taken their offer, but I just couldn't.

Christ, I feel so stupid.

Computers could be the most democratic tool yet.

It's bound to piss somebody off.

Would it impress all my friends?

I should have seen this coming

God, it all makes sense now. The way the money turned up just when I needed it.

Fuck!

There's nothing you can do now, Michael.

She's right. Life's a struggle.

Jeez, they they take your money.

They send you off to war to fight the bad people and then

they'll take your money to take care of those people.

The biq boys make the world to suit themselves.

If we get outta here, maybe you could be one of them.

Shall we go?

How's it going out there? - Target's nearly all eliminated.

"Nearly"? What is that? Like you "nearly" did

your job, but there's just like a sliver of it left?

What's happened to Guardian? It's gone.

They crashed the system. - Backups are gone?

You know what would really make me really happy, Adams?

Nuclear war? - No.

The master disc. You know what would be funny?

If Cleary had it on him. Wouldn't that be a riot?

Hysterical.

If he's got it, I'll have it soon. - Yeah.

Well, don't "nearly" have it soon.

Fucking bureaucrats.

What else will this thing do? - Anything a computer can do.

It has satellite up-link capabilities.

Every move we've made. They've had our position nailed with one step ahead of us.

Yeah. But how are they tracking us? - Body heat. Get your back down.

They're probably wearing some sort of heat shield that's blocking the readings.

That's us right there.

There's got to be a way to get an advantage.

You're the master programmer.

My PDA's gone cryllic. - I'm down too.

And I'm not getting anything from the satellite.

Signal must be obstructed. Split up.

We can cover more ground. Copy.

Watch your backs. They know we're here and they're listening.

That's a goddam understatement.

How much one of those things go for?

I'm charging the feds almost twenty-five thousand a unit.

And people wonder why I stopped paying taxes.

Sidley.

Nice to see you, Bill. - You never said anyone was gonna get killed, Adams.

Need to know basis. - Over software? For a computer system?

Well let me enlighten you, Dunnel: wars are not

going to be fought over a territory or a religion anymore.

They're going to be fought over information. We're just gonna be

swimmin' in that electric sea of zeros and ones.

You warned Cleary.

I tried to get him to make the deal.

Well, he's got the only copy of the program, doesn't he?

No. I got it. Here.

You sure?

Yes, I'm sure. It was in the tent in his laptop.

Take it. - We're hot, sir. I got 'em on line.

Excellent. Okay, let's mop up and get out of here.

Hey wait a minute. You qot the disc. This is over now.

It's not over until I say it's over.

That should do it.

I've created an echo They'll think it's us.

I'm getting something.

Moving toward the cliff face, gentlemen.

They're pinned in. - Copy that.

My screen just refreshed. Bogeys at nine o'clock.

Okay. Satellite's back in place. You've got their coordinates.

Bottom of the ninth. Let's close this game out.

I've got a lock.

Twelve hundred meters.

Me too, but I've only got one.

They've probably bunched themselves together.

Do you have visual confirmation?

Nope. But I don't want to push in too close if they know we're coming.

Okay. They've probably qot Bruckner's firearm. You don't need visual.

Go hot on Infinity. Confirm. - Roger.

Copy.

Come to daddy.

Come on baby. Where are you?

Right here.

Come on.

Right here.

Come on.

Cavalry, go! - Copy that!

He's right on top of you! Take him out! Now!

Shit! How could they miss? I'll fix that.

Keep trying. It's gotta work.

Yeah! Looks like you just evened up the odds.

Alright.

Shit. - Can't tell your players without a score card, huh?

Copy this, Cleary.

I'm going to kill you personally.

You know, you need to work on your people skills.

You know that deal we had, Cleary? Nobody gets out of here alive.

We were going to die anyway.

You can shove the deal, fed.

Sorry. I was under pressure.

How we gonna get out of here? - You gotta know they have the trails covered.

There's another way out.

Oh, you gotta be kidding me.

We'll need to rope down. The compound's right up there.

Charley used to think it'd be a fast way out.

Yeah. This thing feels pretty secure to me.

Who's first? - I got it.

What? - I've done it before. I should go first.

Guys! - What? Decision's made.

Gina!

Think they took this path out?

I don't know. - Must be another way in here.

Son of a bitch.

There they are!

We're all gonna die! - Get down! Shut up! Shut up!

We gotta climb up there. - What? - Yeah, right.

Listen, if we stay here, we're trapped. They'll come down here and they'll kill us.

Now that shot's about three hundred yards, right?

What are the odds they'll make it twice in a row? I'm gonna try it. - You're crazy!

It's better than staying down here - I'll cover you.

You can't get a shot from here!

From there I can! - You're all exposed up there! - I know.

We don't have a choice! If we stay here we're dead!

Gordon

Thank you.

Okay Cleary. I got 'em in my sights! Start your climb!

Good luck.

Get down!

Shit!

This guy's really fast. It's gonna be a tougher shot.

Take your time.

If you want something done...

Make some noise, Dunnel. Pin down Gordon while I take care of Cleary.

I don't think I can do - Either you're in or you're out, Dunnel.

Either you're a team player or you're a sideline hero!

Oh shit! - No!

Die, fucker, die, die, man! Damn you to hell!

Okay, Dunnel. Let's access this satellite camera.

Come on. Getting visual confirmation.

Forget the mountain man. Let's get out of here.

Way to go, kid.

Cheer up, Dunnel.

It's all your point of view.

You know what you are now?

You're a hero. That's what happened today.

'Cause you just protected the security of

the United States America, Dunnel you fucking hero, you.

Television lost us vietnam, but this is one

little fast ball that's gonna even up the score.

Here we go.

Wait a second! - What?

This is the wrong fucking disc, Dunnel.

Jesus.

He must still have it on him.

It's gotta be on him.

Then turn this boat around. Turn it around!

Oh damn!

They trashed everything. - Jesus.

Does this work? - No! Don't touch it! Follow me.

Come on.

Son of a bitch!

There's only one place he could go! Come on.

Let's go for a ride.

Shit! - Company? - Closing fast.

Let's go!

Where we going? - The rabbit hole.

Follow me.

Used to be a missile silo. The government put it up for auction.

We bought it and fixed it up. - What, did you rob a bank? - No.

Charley and me used to be in dry goods.

You'd be surprised how much money you can find when you liquidate.

You got a pione in here?

Oh, Jesus, I thought you boys didn't go in for this kind of technology.

We just dug in, minding our own business, waiting for the wheels to fall off.

Phone lines are dead.

Computers are hot. Isolated ISDN lines are ready for you.

I thought I was crazy holed up in my cave for two years punching code.

Dunnel.

Yeah, this is our fucking country.

Sometimes, I think those boys in Washington just gotta be reminded.

You know, I might have argued with you about that yesterday.

Where the tuck are they?

Isn't that cute.

All this for a piece of plastic.

I'm gonna hack into Netscape, plant this in their software.

Now, every Tom, Dick, and Harry can get it.

For the people.

But what's this gonna cost you?

Not nearly what it's cost me already.

Fly away, little bird.

What the hell is that? - Uncle Sam's knocking.

Grab that side!

This isn't your fight, Bear. - You wanna bet?

Now get behind it.

Alright. You go fishing now.

Mike?

Wait!

Agent Adams. You sounded taller on the radio.

Dunnel.

Where's the disc, Cleary?

I'm not giving it to you.

This is unbelievable.

The disc is uploading! Shut it down, Dunnel!

Let him go!

Let him go! - What the fuck are you doing, Dunnel?

Just kill 'em.

Mike. Bear. - Get out!

Kill him! - What are you protecting this cyber-pinko and this eco-fascist, huh?

They're not ready for peace yet. - Will you shut up!

I'm just trying to do a job here.

Give me the disc.

What are you waiting for, Cleary?

Dunnel. Do me a favor.

Grab the disc.

Work with me, Dunnel!

Very good, Dunnel. That's a home run.

Gentlemen, your country thanks you.

Take it easy, Dunnel.

Adams! Let him go.

You got what you came for.

Not a chance. - You don't need him. I'm unarmed.

You want him?

Don't do it.

You got him. - Adams! I put Guardian in the mainframe.

Press "send"!

This way!

Go through it!

#"UPLOAD COMPLETED"#

Oh God I forgot about blowback.

There are three dead in the rubble, sir. - Are you sure it's three?

Well, there are three people unaccounted for: Adams, Cleary, and Bear.

What evidence do you have that those unaccounted for people are actually dead?

Before you give me a load of shit about that,

what evidence do you have that if they died, that they died in there.

There's evidence of a firefight, sir. And we found bits of...

"Bits"?

Remains sir.

I want tissue samples.

I want trace element analysis.

I want a thorough and complete reconstruction

of everything that happened in there. Minute by minute, second by second.

I want it summarized and typed and in my hands.

Yesterday! - Yes sir.

Seal off that corridor there.

We're gonna have to disappear, you know.

How we gonna do that? I got no money.

We're gonna need new identities, passports

The money's easy. - Yeah, right.

How you gonna get it? - I.R.S.

Very funny.

I've got their access code.

You've got the I.R.S. access code?

Sure: ten, nine, zero, eureka.

Holy shit.

And the State Department for passports. K.M.I, good will.

You can get in anywhere. - I got 'em all, baby.

What else you need? C.I.A.? - Quel 'dept.

F.B.I.? - Crashworks.

D.E.A.? - Nay sayer.

White House? - Changes every four years.

Reagan's was "nap time".

Hey, you thought you think you get on one of those sexy chat rooms?

You know, with the girls? - I'll have to do some research on that one.