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There's the limo.
Code red. Code red.
Sir, there may be an assassin in the building.
We're gonna take you out the back entrance.
Detective Willis, I've got orders to disarm and detain you.
Sure.
- Move it. - Up here.
All right, in here. Move it! Move!
Back against the wall, now!
It's right around the right.
Right down there.
Careful.
Freeze!
Cliff!
Cliff!
Let's go! Let's go!
No, no, no, the other door.
Freeze! Drop it!
Both of you, in the closet, now!
Who are you?
Who are you, God damn it?
What do you want?
Clear this area.
Lock it down, lock it down.
Hey! Out of the way.
All right, everybody, move.
No pulse. He's dead.
Make sure it's clear down there.
-Come on, keep moving. -Uniform, seal this off.
Yeah, check... Check down there.
- Let's go, sir. - Let's go, come on.
This way, Senator.
Yes.
as to why Detective Willis would want to assassinate Senator Holt?
Lieutenant Flynn.
The depart...
The department is conducting an investigation,
but at this time, we have no motive.
Lieutenant. Lieutenant.
Yes, sir.
Senator, do you still intend to run for President?
I want to be President.
-Gallagher, FBI. -Mmm-hmm.
-What's in the bag? -Security equipment.
Open it up.
Hey! Hey! Freeze, right now!
- Hold it! Hold it! - Shoot him.
Senator, get down.
Senator!
Stop him!
Look!
Are you all right?
All right, let's go.
As you can see here, there was a fire reported at the ballroom here,
and, oh, we have to move for the gurney here.
A very, very busy crime scene here,
and we'll be right back with more, uh, right after this...
Well, were you here when this happened?
Oh!
Mom, please take her out of here, please.
Nurse!
Hi.
Hi.
Come here, honey. Come on, honey.
My God. What have I become?
I'm telling you, man. This place is completely fucking outrageous.
It's... It's outrageous, man. Come on, check it out.
- Looks pretty wild. - It is, man.
-It's big, huh? -Yeah.
Yeah, a pretty large place.
I'm telling you, man. This is gonna be a rave
they're gonna be talking about for years.
-Whoa. -Come on, guys.
- Hey. - Whoo!
Look at these ceilings.
Yeah.
All right!
Look at that.
We could burn this place down, man.
Far fuckin' out.
This way, man, over here. Come on, check it out.
You got the main hall upstairs, then you got this level.
People could just chill.
Maybe we could put a bar down here, man.
Hey, there's more down below.
I'm telling you, man, this place just goes on and on.
Whoo!
People can just explore.
I want to call it "Bad to the Max."
I like it.
It's got potential.
It's got a lot of potential.
Let's get outta here. We've got a rave to promote.
Yes.
This place is fucking great.
You're a fucking genius, Stanton.
Do you hear that?
You're fucking out of this world.
Yes... I am at that.
You coming or what?
Later.
Yo, what the hell you think you're doing?
-These are car keys. -Yeah, what's it to you?
I like cars, too. Now, get lost, okay?
What the...
J-Jesus, it's only a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
-Let's just leave, okay? -Uh, yeah. Let's get out of here.
Hmm.
-Mmm. -What the hell's going on here?
Hmm.
You don't, and I'm calling the cops.
Eat this, asshole.
Don't ever, ever bother me while I'm eating.
I like this.
"Stun gun. Give 'em a jolt they'll never forget."
I like this a lot.
Oh.
Oh, I want this car.
Are you the valet?
Look, uh, take this, put this towards a down payment.
And send me over a valet, will you, please?
But I want this car.
He wants this car.
-And I want the girl. -Oh, he wants...
What the...
Hey, stop that.
Hey, what are you...
Along with his stolen Corvette,
was found dead at the old Grayson Steel Mill
after being abducted earlier this evening.
It is believed that the suspect may have been involved
in several other brutal incidents in the vicinity earlier today.
You can go for them or me, not both.
One or the other, motherfucker. One or the other!
Gotta go. Bye.
I've already sent for backup.
It didn't help last time. You lose, sucker.
Wrong, motherfucker, you lose.
Here's your father, Police Detective Thomas Beck.
They, uh, found him by the old Grayson Steel Mill.
It seems like he'd been in one heck of a fight.
I gotta tell you, we see a lot of weird things,
but this was pretty strange for such an old man.
My father wasn't old.
Well, somebody should've told him that.
That's not my father.
Look, I just work here.
I hadn't seen him in a couple of years, but he was only 48.
You don't believe me?
Look.
Listen, lady, all I know is dental records don't lie.
Excuse me?
Well, he came in as a John Doe.
They used dental records to, uh, make positive ID.
I'm sorry.
I'll, uh, give you a few minutes alone.
What happened to you?
God damn it, what happened to you?
Don't!
No. Ah!
Okay. Okay, okay, please.
Sit.
Cut yourself.
Huh?
You heard me. Cut yourself.
You gotta be kidding.
Not kidding.
Small, on the finger.
Do it!
The knife.
Slowly.
The other hand, hold it out.
I thought you were one of them, I'm sorry.
One of "them"?
One of them.
Or one of us.
What do you mean?
I suppose it was hidden from you all these years.
Hidden? What?
The truth...
About your father.
Get dressed.
Now.
My clothes are in there.
I'll be right outside this door.
What about my father was hidden?
Right. And I suppose you're an alien, too?
Yes.
Great, this is just great.
The message we received was garbled and unintelligible,
but what we did get indicated there might have been a spawning.
A spawning?
That and the name of your father, Thomas Beck.
We tried.
The trail dead-ends with him.
I got here too late.
Look, what exactly is it that you want with me?
-Your help. -My help?
You have a very peculiar way of asking for someone's help.
Well, I'm sorry about before. I did what I had to do.
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