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I want to thank you all
for being here.

I'd like to start by sharing
a very traumatic experience

that affected me as a child.

When I was five years old,
I lost my father

to a degenerative
spinal injury.

While my father's illness
ended his life,

it, ironically,
was the catalyst for me

to truly start my own.

I vowed to spend my life
finding a solution.

- Move.
- Hey, what's wrong with you?

Fucking dog.

Jesus, Cam,
you look like shit.

Come on inside.

Some of us don't get
ten hours a night, Mort.

- How was that vacation?
- I wouldn't call it that.

And how are things
with the wife?

Don't ask.

Where's the big boss?

Cam!

You know, I didn't hire the baddest
motherfucker on the planet to protect me

just to have him disappear.

Don't like it
when you're not around.

Yeah, it's because a lot of
people want to kill you, Leor.

This fucking guy.

- I love you, Cam.
- Leor, what time is it?

It's a... Oh, shit,
I forgot my watch.

See? No more
vacations for you.

Margaret!
Margaret, darling.

Bring my watch,
the Poirier.

The gold one,
not the stainless.

- Thanks for babysitting.
- No problem.

It's literally
babysitting, though.

Yeah, good days,
bad days.

Speaking of that,
how's the shoulder?

I'll live.

Not much longer
you keep playing hero.

Someone's got to do it.

This is team leader.

I have visuals
on the target building.

No signs of enemy.

Status, team leader?

Apache One,
moving to Ridge Point.

Clear.

Chief, what's going on?

Where the fuck
is everyone?

I don't like it either.

Stay on mission, move up.

The amazing thing
about this project is,

it's never been done before.

Never even been attempted,

because the technology
hasn't kept up.

But my company has been on
the forefront of this.

And now, I would like
to introduce you

to our first
successful operation.

Our patient zero,
if you will.

This is Roger.

His arm was lost
in an IED explosion

that almost killed him.

We were able
to successfully fuse

a Phoenix biotech arm that
actually functions now

by use of Roger's
central nervous system.

This technology isn't just
for military application,

it's also for civilians
of all walks of life...

Children who can't walk,
can't hug their parents.

And in the future,
we can go even farther.

All this coming from a man who's
had multiple attempts on his life.

In the most recent attempt, your head of
security was shot and he almost lost his life.

So, how do you stay
so optimistic?

We can only realize our true
potential through adversity.

That's why I call my company
The Phoenix Group.

We rise up through the ashes.

You're just in time, Leor.

John, I fucking love
this guy.

Always ready to get the party started.
Look at that.

I believe we all have
a responsibility

for the well-being
of our fellow man.

They're so blown away by technology
I developed like a decade ago.

So archaic compared
to our new project.

Well, we need to run
a successful test

to prove that it works.

Yes, John, all right.

We've had some teething problems
but I think we're close.

I think we just need
the right test subject.

Well, the good news is,

we may have a few subjects

that just might fit the bill.

- Then here's to success.
- Success.

The amazing thing
about this project is,

it's never been done before.

Never even been attempted

because the technology
hasn't kept up.

But my company has been
on the forefront of this.

What do you think
of your critics

who accuse you of playing God?

Hello, this is Michelle.

I can't come to the phone right
now, you know what to do.

Yeah, it's me.

I tried you a couple of times,
uh, can't get ahold of you.

I got some paperwork
from the lawyer.

I think we should talk.

Call me when you get a chance.

His vitals are weak.
We're probably gonna lose him.

No. No, not if I
can help it.

Everyone, out.

I will now engage the sonic
scanner to activate the nanites.

Status team leader.

Where the fuck is everyone?

Stay on mission.

Hostage is confirmed,
the target's linked.

No! No!

No!

Doctor, it's working.

As you can see,
he's doing just fine.

We are going to have to keep him
sedated a little while longer

to monitor his progress

and check
on any abnormalities.

Look, I don't want to be
a wet blanket,

but all I see is a soldier

that was almost dead
who is now stable.

Nothing miraculous about that.

We need to run more tests

to make sure that these micromachines
are working and responding.

By all indications,

the longer these nanites
stay in him,

the quicker
he's going to recover.

This isn't project Band-Aid.

We call it Invincible
for a reason.

When will the test start?

Now is as good time as any.

Jesus Christ.

Relax.

You call that a test?

What the fuck, Michelle?

Red alert, code one.
Red alert, code one.

Everything's gonna be okay.
Calm down.

No. No, no.

No!

Hold your fire, dammit!
Hold your fire!

I know you.

What the hell happened?

Anyone?

It's as unpredictable as...

Don't give me none of that
ass-covering scientific bullshit.

Do you have any idea what kind
of position this puts us in?

You wanted invincible.

Oh, lady, you're here because you
tagged along with the old regime,

so if you wanna
keep your job,

keep your fucking mouth shut.

I just heard.
This is crazy!

This is just crazy!

Why wasn't he contained?

At least until we could understand
what was going to happen.

This is experimental work.

He showed no sign
of temperamental change.

Everything was normal:

His heart,
brain function, normal.

That is definitely
not normal.

We're still at the
infancy stage of this program.

We don't know what these
machines can do to the brain.

They could be suppressing,
agitating his thoughts,

his emotion, his memories.

It's possible that the dosage
that he received may wear off soon

and he'll return to normal.

But we haven't even
completed the test

with human subjects yet.

Until then, we don't know
how long each dose lasts.

We need to get him back
to run more tests.

We've got a highly trained soldier
pumped up on some super-juice,

and we don't know where the
fuck he is or what he's doing.

And from the looks
of what happened here earlier,

it'll probably be
a fucking mess.

So, yes, I'd say
we need to get him back.

I just don't know
what the fuck went wrong.

I mean,
the technology was all...

Oh, fuck.

This is a mess, Cam.

Relax. I'll take care of it.

I've got an old friend
who lives here.

- He's a detective.
- Police?

Don't worry, he's a friend.

What's more important is,
we've got to get you out of here.

I told you, killing monkeys is
one thing.

It's fucked up,
but this is on another level.

If the press finds out,
if anyone finds out about this black site,

they'll bury you.

I'm putting you
on a plane back to L.A.

I'll have Mort
pick you up at the airport.

No. I have to stay.

I have to find out
what the fuck went wrong.

Leor, you pay me
to protect you.

Let me do my job.

My clothes are at the hotel.

Car. Now.

Ever the hero.

You would know.

You've been surrounded by them
your whole career.

You were a hell of a soldier.
Look at you now.

A burned out contractor looking for
answers in the bottom of a glass.

You're still
just a high-ranking coward.

Playing dice
with other people's lives.

Fine, but here we are.

He's on the way.

Black-out the press,
keep the house locked down.

No, don't worry,
I'll lock 'im down.

Put a lid on it.
The world is shut out.

I'll call you later.

Cam?

- Hey, man.
- Thanks for coming.

No problem, man.
Always...

Always ready to help a brother.
You know I'm down.

How's Michelle?

She's okay.

She's still, like,
living and working the same spots, but...

Wait, I thought
this was about business.

Yeah, right, business.

- Let's get some coffee.
- Sounds good.

You look great,
by the way.

Everybody's got
a different opinion.

Everything I'm about
to tell you is vaulted.

Okay, got it.
Vaulted.

Leor is funding a black site.

It's why we're down here.

It went south last night.

Oh, fuck, man!
Black project?

Oh, fuck, Cam, you know better
not to fuck with that shit.

Come on.

Yeah, my judgement's been
pretty impaired lately.

Taylor's running it.

That asshole?

Yeah.

One of the test subjects
escaped last night.

Okay. This guy,

he doesn't happen to be
6'2", 350 pounds,

wrecking everything
in his path now, does he?

Sounds like my guy.

He tore through a check-point,
two beat cops, man.

We got ties to special police
mobilizing right now, man.

Yeah, that's not
gonna be enough.

Come with me,
I want to show you something.

This is
all the shit you got?

Hey, asshole, back off.
Get the fuck back

or I'll put you down
like a fucking dog.

- Don't.
- You're dead.

The keys.

You know what, man? I get the
feeling

there's more to this
than you're telling me.

If you don't tell me
what the fuck's going on,

then how the fuck
am I supposed to help you?

You know Leor's company,
The Phoenix Group?

Yeah.

They do good work

with the guys coming back
fucked up from the war.

Limbs, spinal reconstruction...

They do good work.

I know all that, yeah.

But go on.

Taylor got Leor wrapped around his
finger talking about the future,

telling him what could be
achieved with this technology.

Yeah?

I saw something last night.

Something incredible.

The bodies
are still here.

The drugs, still here.

The money's still here.

This is almost pretty
incredible, man.

Hey, hey, no, no, no.

Sir, stop!

Sir, what are you doing?

Sir, that's not your food!

What the fuck you doing?
Turn that back on.

You gotta be
fucking kidding me, man.

- Put it back on.
- No, man.

It's been fucking
over a year, man.

Get her damn out
of your fucking head.

Pretz, don't be an asshole.
Turn it back on.

No, that's not gonna happen.
I'm not gonna turn it back on.

Turn it back on before we both
do something we regret.

Yeah. There's already
too many goddamn regrets.

I guess this shit you take's got
you making bad decisions every day.

- Ah, fuck.
- Yeah, hit me.

- I'm sorry.
- No, no, no, no, no.

Hit me. No, no, no.
Hit-hit me again.

- I'm sorry.
- Come on, hit me again.

- I'm sorry.
- Hit me again.

She was afraid, all right?

She was afraid you
were gonna die, all right?

And there was nothing
you could've done

would've made her stay.

You chose your path, right?

You made yourself into
a bullet magnet for the OR.

It's too fucking dangerous
to be around you, man.

Accept that and get the fuck
on with your fucking life.

And what if I don't
want to be that anymore?

Well, fucking change.

People change, bro.

But you got to let
Michelle go.

You got to move on, man.

I don't know how.

I know.

Dang, come on.

Listen, somehow it's gonna...
it's gonna work itself out.

You know, you're gonna be
all right, right?

Shall we?

Let's go.

Okay.
How you doing, okay?

- Yeah.
- Okay.

- Fine.
- What happened here?

Um, big foreign guy, uh,

started taking everybody's
food, eating it.

- Ye... yeah.
- Yeah.

Um, I don't know where...

Which-which way
do you think he went?

Uh, everyone told me
he went that way.

- Knocked me out pretty bad.
- Yeah, all right.

Thank you. Thanks.

Yeah.

I'm here to help you.

This is over.

Cam!

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Hang in there.
You're gonna be okay.

- Help's coming. What?
- My back.

I can't feel my legs.

I can't feel my legs.

Tell Michelle...

Of course...
Rest easy.

Michelle...

Chief,
what's going on?

Where the fuck is everyone?

Stay on mission.

I appreciate you coming.

Ah... Cut the bullshit, Taylor.

How much has Cam told you?

He told me
you're still an asshole.

You got my friend
killed, man.

He's alive.

- Technically.
- What do you mean?

I don't know what the hell
you mean he's still alive.

What I'm about to tell you
is top-secret,

so you need to keep
your mouth shut.

We're running
a very special program here.

Using Teska's designs,

we've developed a counteragent
using microscopic machines.

Okay, then... This big guy...
the big guy then...

What is he,
just a guinea pig or...?

He was wounded, critically.

Clinging to life, no
family, perfect prototype.

- We saved his life.
- Yeah, convenient.

So how do we stop him?

It's a bit complicated.
Let me explain.

Originally, we created
an antidote, a neutralizer,

but it seems that
in the past 24 hours,

we've seen that the micromachines
are able to convince

the body's immune defense
to fight the antidote.

So what happens, these machines?
They stay inside of them forever?

Well, we're not sure.

We took samples from subject
Brock, and we're now seeing

that this subject's cellular structure
and machine are becoming one.

This will potentially
give the subject

the effects indefinitely.

Indefinitely.

Okay, how do we kill him?

We don't.
We don't want to damage him.

We'd like to retrieve the subject and
figure out what went wrong, fix it.

In retrospect, the subject Brock
is showing signs of stress.

- You call that stress?
- Yes.

Brought on by a massive amount
of shock and trauma.

Something he probably endured
before this procedure.

Although this situation

could have exasperated
the issue,

causing this delusional state.

But I think that Brock
is still mentally in combat.

I mean, this would not be
the same with everyone.

Wait a second...

Nah, nah, nah, nah.

You're not... You're not
putting that shit into Cam.

You want your friend
to live, right?

I mean, really live.

Not just frozen, because that's
exactly what he's going to be.

Catatonic.

He's had extensive damage
to spine, internal organs.

The severity of his head
injuries alone, it's...

You want him to live,
don't you?

What do you think he'll say

if we had the opportunity
to save him,

make him walk,
and you tried to stop it?

Putting Cam
through this procedure

may be our only hope
in stopping Brock.

You see, I fucking knew it.

You guys are doing this
to save your fucking own asses.

You don't give
a fuck about Cam.

Question is, do you?

I don't know. What do you
think I should do, Mort?

Geez, I don't know what to tell you.
How bad is it?

He's fucked up, man.

What do you think? You think...
You think I can trust Teska?

Truth be told,
Teska is a little out there,

but he's really trying to help the
whole world with this technology.

Now, Cam genuinely
loves this guy.

He's risked his life for him
on multiple occasions.

What more can I say than that?

Can you put Teska on the phone?

Let me check.

- Leor!
- Yes, Trevor.

I've got Cam's partner
in Thailand on the phone, Pretz.

- Says he needs to talk to you.
- Well, come in.

Come on, then.

What's happened?
Where's Cam?

So, we were trying to...
take down the guy,

you know, the-the big guy,
you know, Brock.

He beat the hell out of Cam.

Threw him off from really high

onto concrete and...

How can I help?

This doctor and, um...

and Colonel Taylor, now-now...

They wanna... they wanna
shoot him up with this, like...

you know,
like a nanotech shit.

- But...
- But what?

Look what happened to
this guy Brock, okay?

How do I know
the same won't happen to Cam?

Truth is, we don't know.

I've had more failures
than successes in this life,

but if you're not failing,
you're not innovating.

What I can tell you is,
with all my heart,

I care about the people closest to
me, and that includes Cam.

Why do you even mess with
this military bullshit?

Yes, military tech
is a gray area.

But what if my advancements
can help the military,

the police,
firefighters do their jobs?

Protect us
without the fear of death?

Isn't that a good thing?

And what if this technology
gets into the wrong hands, huh?

What, like guns and bombs?

Anything is dangerous
in the wrong hands.

A.I. is next
and there's no stopping that.

Listen...

If Cam really is
in such bad condition,

we may be
the only option he has.

Okay, all right.

Thank you.

I like the Phoenix.

Leave me alone.

We were
able to successfully fuse

a Phoenix biotech arm
that actually functions now

by use of Roger's
central nervous system.

This technology isn't just
for military application,

it's also for civilians
of all walks of life.

You're actually
watching this shit?

Fuck, Cam.

You're awake, man.

You're awake.

Yeah, you covered that.

You-you've been asleep
a long time, man.

We didn't think you were
going to make it, you know?

What happened?

I can't remember.

You're gonna be all right.
You're gonna be all right.

- I was hurt.
- Yeah.

My legs.

I can feel my legs.

As you may have
guessed, young man,

you've been out for a while.

- How do you feel?
- Hungry.

Well, that's understandable.

- When can I get up?
- No, no, no.

We need the sedatives
to wear off a little.

You should be able to move
around whenever you like.

Do you have
any other questions?

- Yeah, when's dinner?
- A nurse will bring you

something in a little bit.
Nice to see you again.

I gotta talk to Michelle.

Ah, Cam, come on.

- She-she-she doesn't...
- Doesn't what?

Doesn't love me?

- Bullshit.
- Maybe you're right.

You know, maybe...
maybe you should talk to her.

Maybe you should tell her
yourself, you know?

Hey, thanks for being there for
me, bro.

Any time, man.
Any time.

Get me the fuck out of here
before that doctor comes back in.

What do you want?

Give me all the fish.

Give me your money.

Hey, hey.

Oh, hey...

Call me if you
ever need anything, all right?

Yeah.

Asshole.

Cam?

It's good to see you.

You mind if I come in?

I don't think
it's a good idea.

Please.

I need to talk to you.

All right, make it quick.

Um, you want
anything to drink?

I don't have any whiskey.
Is beer okay for you?

Water's fine.

Water?

Since when you
start drinking water?

Stop staring at my ass.

Thanks.

So, what do you
want to talk about?

Is it about the divorce papers?

Tell you the truth,
I didn't open the envelope.

This can't be what you want.

- Everything is done...
- No.

Just listen to
what I have to say. Okay?

Before you kick me out.

Please, it's important.

I don't like
the sound of this.

I'm back,
working in Asia again.

I know.

You've made
quite a name for yourself.

Getting shot for...
What's his name? Leor?

No, no.

I thought about everything.

My life, us, the past.

I want things to be different.

I want to be different.

I want to be
different for you.

Yeah? Why the sudden change?

Why now, after I serve you
the divorce papers?

It's been a year, Cam.

I guess I just
lost track of time.

What you do is too dangerous.

You make bad decisions.

I want peace in my life.

I almost didn't
make it this time.

This is not the
first time you almost got killed.

And I'm sure
it won't be the last.

This is...
This is different.

It scared me.

I was afraid.

I was afraid I'd lose you.

I thought I wouldn't get the
chance to tell you how I feel.

What are you trying to do?

Just tell you
I still love you.

I will always love you.

I'm sorry you were hurt.

I'm sorry for a lot of things.

But I'm not sorry I left.

This is the best
for both of us.

It was good to see you,
Michelle.

What'd you do to me?

I assume you know
the penalty for trespassing?

What the fuck
did you do to me?

Relax.

I know why you're here.

Answer my question.

What the fuck
did you do to me?

I saved your life.

I gave you
a second chance at life.

You put that shit in me.

Well, you're the hero, right?

- So go...
- I'm not your fucking hero.

- So go be the hero.
- I'm not your fucking hero,

and I'm not one of your
fucking soldiers anymore!

You're right,

but you're the only one that
can stop that thing right now.

What?

I'm thinking.

About?

About how I'm going to kick
your ass when all this is over.

Did you know?

Know what?

Don't fucking play dumb with me.
Did you know?

Did you know Taylor
pumped me full of that shit?

Come here, come here.

You were almost dead, bro.

All right?
You were almost dead.

Now, your spine was shattered.

All right, there...
there was nothing I could do.

It's all right.

Just wanted to know
if you knew.

You were dying.
I did not want to lose you.

I would have done
the same thing for you.

You fucking superhero.

Yeah, you're a super asshole.
Get off of me.

Something's going down
at the docks.

I'm not sure yet.
Wait...

Okay, he thinks it's...
He thinks it's Brock.

- Give me a second.
- Yeah, okay.

- Who's this?
- Hey, it's me.

- Is this a bad time?
- No.

No. Not at all.

Is this about the other night?

No, I'm just ha...
having a situation here at work.

So you're not turning me down.

Don't you change your mind?

Never.

Uh... yeah, forget about...
forget about the other night.

Maybe I can...

Maybe I can come by later
and we can talk.

Cam, I don't want you...

No, no, no, no, no.
Nothing like that.

- Just talk. I just wanna talk.
- No. I don't...

- I don't want you to think I'm...
- No, I just want to talk.

All right,
I'll see you later. Bye.

Yo, Cam.

How you feeling, man?

- How do I feel?
- Yeah.

- What are you thinking?
- What?

- What are you thinking?
- What? Spit it out.

Well, you think you're gonna
go crazy and shit like that?

I hope not.

This is fucked,
man.

It's like trying to find
a needle in a haystack.

Yeah, a big,
fucking angry needle.

Let's go check over here.

Are you okay?

Oh, yes. Thank you.

Put some lotion in the basket.

You scared the hell out of me.

- You got a car?
- Yeah, I got Pretz's truck.

I didn't know if you
were gonna still be here,

but you got a minute?
You wanna talk?

- You stay at the hotel?
- Yeah.

Okay.

How was it tonight?

- It was good.
- Good?

- Yeah.
- A lot of people?

Yeah, a lot of people.

So, what you want
to talk about?

First of all, I'm sorry
about the other night.

I shouldn't have
acted like that.

Just had a tough night.

I like that side of you.

Remember when we met?

Yeah.

When I was performing
at your big corporate party.

Yeah.

Well, the reason why Leor
was here in Thailand...

There's a project
to help people heal.

Just give me a second.

Hello.

Is everything okay?

Michelle.

Michelle,
just give me a second.

No, it's fine.

We've been all over and
haven't seen a goddamn thing.

He'll be around here.
I know it.

My feet would rather be
someplace else.

Maybe if you cleaned up,
you wouldn't feel like shit.

Yeah, but...

but I don't got the same juice running
through my veins the way you do, man.

- It's him. Call it in.
- Right, right, right.

Cam, wait!

You shouldn't have come back.

Let it go.

I can't.

You won't stop me.

We don't have to do this.

Come back with me.

We can figure this out.

There is nothing to figure out.

What happened to you?

You seemed
like a good soldier.

Come back with me.

They can fix you.

It's too late.

Hey, hey.

- You okay?
- I'm fine. Get off of me.

- Where did he go?
- He's gone.

What happened
with the gunshot victims?

They didn't make it.

Hold on a second.

You've been shot, man.

This shit really works.

Maybe you should see
a doctor, huh?

Everything's normal.

Your body is adapting to
the nanotech very well.

Okay, so, um...

so, is he gonna be
like this forever?

He may need some booster shots
to keep at peak performance,

but as far as we can tell
at this point,

um, he's gonna remain
like this indefinitely.

Indefinitely.

Sounds horrible.

Well, there is one thing
to avoid for sure: fire.

If the tissue has burned away,
say, 40% or more,

then there isn't enough
to rebuild from.

It worked with test monkeys.

Cam.

Cam, Cam!

Cam!

- Cam...
- What is it?

We've gotta get
to the lab, man.

It's serious.

All right, give me a minute,
I'll get dressed.

Hey.

Hey, Cortez.

Did Taylor tell you
what I did?

You here
to turn yourself in?

I need more of that stuff.

Where is it?

It's...

We keep it
in the test chambers.

Walk.

- I want the guns.
- Okay. Put them down.

Come on, we both want
this project to succeed,

for you to stay alive and for
me to see it come to fruition.

You don't know what I want,
so give me the juice.

Yeah.

Colonel Taylor,
we're under attack.

- Brock?
- Yes. It's him.

- I'm 15 out.
- Get your ass over here and take care of it.

Bitch.

You came back.

This is what you want?

Shit.

Hey, babe.

Cam, I've called you
a couple of times.

Why haven't you
answered the phone?

Oh, I'm just having
a little issue at work.

Can I call you back?

I'm just... I'm performing
at Club Red tonight

and you haven't seen me
sing in a while,

so I thought you
might want to come and watch.

Yeah, okay.
I... I'll call you back.

You won't stop me.

Now!

You piece of shit.

- What?
- You set him up.

Him and his men.

Fucking mission
was bullshit.

- There were no hostages.
- That's classified information.

You don't know
what you're doing.

He didn't volunteer.

You set him up.

You sent that poor bastard
into an ambush.

You picked up the pieces
and made a fucking monster.

And now you're one too.

No!

No!

No! No, don't!

No!

No!

- Hello, this is Michelle...
- Motherfuck.

- What?
- Straight to voicemail.

- Maybe she's on stage, huh?
- No.

I got a bad feeling.
Just go to the club.

- What's he saying?
- A lot of people got hurt,

a lot of people
got injured and...

the singer got taken,
all right?

Singer, female?

- Female singer?
- Yeah.

Okay.

It's Michelle.

Let me go.

Untie me.

Don't worry.

I just need you
until I get what I need.

Wait until Cam
gets ahold of you.

- Michelle...
- It's me.

Well, you're dead,
motherfucker.

You hear me?

You crossed the line.

You took my girl,
I tried to fucking help you.

I won't hurt her
if you do what I say.

Riverwalk building by the docks.
Twenty minutes.

Okay, so what's the plan?

Save Michelle.

Just in case.

Should we call for back-up?

No. No one else
needs to die.

Just me and him.

Cam!

Cam.

You okay?

Do you have it?

Right here.

All you gotta do
is let her go.

Give them to me.

Give me them,
I'll let her go.

They're right here.

All you gotta do
is let her go.

We had a deal.

Run. Go now.

Just you and me now.

That's right.

You okay?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I'm okay.

- Cam is on the top, go help him.
- Okay.

Give me the fucking vial.

Give me the fucking vial.

No!

- You'll kill us both.
- Maybe it's better that way.

Why?

Why did you do it?

Why?

My men!

Some of my men are still alive.

I have to go back
and save my men.

I have to go back
and save them.

I have a boat, supplies.

I just need the juice so I can
have the power to save my men.

Help me save my men.

It's over.

It's over.

Cam!

- Are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine.

- You okay?
- Yeah.

- He didn't hurt you, did he?
- No.

You know, Brock's guys
still might be out there.

Yeah, I know.

You know we can't
let that slide, huh?

So, um, what is it
that you wanted to tell me?

Yeah, so I'm...

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