Fire Twister (2015) - full transcript
When ex-firefighter Scott Nylander and a group of ecologists approach a silo filled with oil to hang a banner with an eco-message, they suddenly realize they came to the wrong place at the wrong time. There's a bomb attached which is going to explode in a few seconds! As our heroes are hiding, a mass explosion causes a huge flaming tornado, which starts to destroy everything in its way. It turns out that the silo contained an experimental fuel called MT-11 crafted by the Synco Company. Scott and his friends are accused of being terrorists that caused the explosion. Chased by Synco mercenaries, they have to stop the fire twister, before it destroys LA.
(loud howling)
(dreamy music)
(loud shrill)
(dramatic music)
(leaves rustling)
(sign creaking)
(footsteps thud)
(camera shutter clicks)
(camera shutter clicks)
(camera shutter clicks)
(camera shutter clicks)
- Thank you.
(wind howls)
(moves into mysterious music)
You see something, Scott?
- It's nothin'.
- Okay.
All right.
- Let's do this,
before we get caught!
(camera shutter clicks)
- Tell me there's something
else in here besides just in
here besides just this banner.
- There is.
- Nice, that's what
I'm talking about.
- The truth.
- Wow, I can't imagine
anything more boring
than the truth on a banner.
- We're getting the message out,
Jason, and that's what matters.
- What matters is we get this
done before the wind picks up
and our message gets
blown into the Pacific.
- Yeah, let's fly this
baby and get out of here
so we can do some
celebration drinkin'.
- Not really all that committed
to the cause, are you, Jason?
- I'd commit to you,
for at least two weeks,
if you gave me a shot, darlin'.
- Seriously, you're
like my dad's age.
- Maybe we should
stop the flirting and
concentrate on this.
- Are you or are you
not dating Dr. Hottie?
- Dr. Hottie?
- Dr. Hottie.
(laughs)
Dr. Hottie's and my relationship
has nothing to do with--
- Ah, busted!
Agh!
Damn wind, it's getting
crap in my eyes.
- You picked a really good spot.
People are gonna see
our message for miles.
Maybe even get some
real media attention.
- Oh, don't act so surprised.
You know I do whatever I
can for the cause, Barbie.
- Okay, maybe I got
you a little wrong.
- I'm sorry.
- About what?
- It's just, if
you hadn't met me,
then you'd still have your job.
- Do you really want
to bring that up now?
- But they never would have
come after you that hard
if it hadn't been for your job.
- You had nothing to
do with it, Carla.
(dramatic music)
- You used to love charging
into burning buildings
and saving lives.
And well, now you're
hanging a banner.
- I live to hang up banners.
All right, let's go!
Let's do this!
(energetic music)
- Yup.
- That's my favorite man.
(loud beeps)
(moves into dramatic music)
- Guys!
Guys, we have a situation here.
It's a bomb.
- Uh, that's bad, right?
- Run!
Everybody run!
(loud beep)
Run!
(loud beep)
(loud beep)
Down there!
Down in the gully!
Get down!
(loud beeps)
(thunderous explosion)
(screams)
(fire sizzles)
(wind howls)
- What the hell's happening?
(loud rumbling)
- Move it!
Move it!
Move it!
- Jason!
Jason!
- Hi!
Come on!
- Get up!
Get, move!
(dramatic music)
- Is it gone?
- Oh, please be gone.
(loud howling)
- Oh, my god!
- Run!
Run fast!
There!
Right there!
(heavy breathing)
Storm drain!
- Go, go!
- Go, go, go!
- Go, go!
- Down!
(loud sizzling)
Hang on!
Stay strong!
- Oh, my god!
- [Jason] Go around!
Just go by!
Just go by!
(Jason screams)
- [Carla] Oh, make it stop!
(heavy breathing)
- You okay?
(alarm rings continuously)
You okay?
- Uh, Jason, you can let go now.
Jason?
- Huh?
Oh, yeah. (breathes heavily)
- Hey, what the hell was that?
- A fire twister.
- Say wh, what?
- A tornado made of fire.
- I've seen one once before,
they're usually a
natural phenomenon.
- Don't normal tornadoes
just usually get bored
and then disappear into
the sky or something?
- This one seemed
to keep on burning.
- I know.
(sirens wailing)
- That thing could
hurt a lot of people.
- [Carla] Are you okay?
- Yeah, just a little shaken up.
- Come on, guys.
Let's get out there and hope
to God that thing is gone.
- Guys, why are you
going out there?
It's not so bad in here.
- [Carla] Get out here, Jason!
- Is it gone?
- It should be by now.
- Should be.
(loud sizzling and howling)
(ominous music)
- Oh, god.
- I gotta warn 'em!
- Oh, my god!
- [Carla] We'll be right
behind you. (loud gunshots)
- Down!
Get down! (Barbie screams)
Get down!
- [Jason] What's happening?
(energetic music)
- Let's stay down!
- [Jane] We have to get closer!
Move!
- Look!
We're sitting ducks here.
We're gonna go, go!
- Go, go!
- Go, go!
Let's go, run!
(loud gunshots)
Over there!
Come on, get up there!
(bullets clink against metal)
Everyone okay?
- We're good.
- We gotta go.
We can't stay here!
This way, come on!
This way!
Okay, down here.
- Who is it? (breathes heavily)
- Ssh.
- [Jane] So we lost 'em.
This isn't really
acceptable, is it?
- [Logan] Okay,
what's our next move?
- [Jane] All right, fan out.
You take the field,
I'll take the road.
- Who are they?
- If they're tryin' to kill
us for hanging a banner,
I think they're kind
of over-reacting.
- No, they've gotta be
connected with the explosion.
- Okay, you know what?
- I think I'm being
pretty freakin' cool
considering I'm being
chased by the wrath of God.
And now we've got sexy
assassins gunning us down?
What the hell, man?
This was not part of
the orientation package.
- Okay, you're right,
this isn't normal,
but here's a news flash, Jason,
these people do not play fair
and they're gonna do some
pretty horrible things to
try and make us go away.
- Well, maybe we should
take the hint and go away!
- (sighs) We're stuck in
this, Jason, together, okay?
- Yeah, look, we cannot just
stick our heads into the sand.
- Yeah, we can, ostriches do it.
- Oh, my god.
- Don't give me that look.
Okay, eagles might soar,
but weasels don't get
sucked into jet engines.
- Okay, you know what, Jason?
If I have to kick your ass,
it ain't gonna be pretty.
- I disagree.
I think kicking Jason's
ass would be a work of art.
- Maybe.
All right, Scott,
what's the plan here?
(dramatic music)
- We're not safe here,
we gotta keep moving.
- Get him!
- Hey!
(muffled speech)
Hey, what the Hell?
- Ssh.
Who are you?
(muffled speech)
Are you with them?
- We're stellar acting, bro.
Look, he's faking it.
He makes one call to his
buddies and we're toast.
(muffled speech)
- Okay, I'm not faking it, okay?
I work here, I have a business
card in my pocket, okay?
I'll get it.
- Hey!
- Relax, it's just a card.
See?
(Carla sighs)
- Why are you trying to kill us?
And who are those people?
- Look, I'm not trying
to kill anybody,
and I don't know who
those people are, okay?
I came down here because I heard
an explosion and
lots of gunfire.
Who are you?
- Those two are
gonna be back soon.
Do you know a way out of here?
- Yeah, there's an
old utility road
just over there that leads
down to the lower parking lot.
- He's our best shot.
- Okay, let's go.
- Oy, Jesus!
- Watch him.
- Yeah.
(loud beeping)
(cell phone rings)
- [Man] Is it done?
- The tank blew, but whatever
the hell was in it
went up like Hiroshima,
turned into a pillar of fire,
and now it's rampaging
toward the city.
What was in the tank?
- [Man] That's need-to-know
only, I would think
the CIA hammered that into you.
It doesn't matter,
this is perfect,
the more destruction the better.
- One minor snag, the
tree-huggers saw us
and can make an ID.
- That's a serious problem, V.
Can you take care of them?
- Don't tell me
how to do my job.
(loud gunshots)
Call Huey and Louie.
(energetic fast music)
- [Scott] That wasn't
oil in that tank, was it?
- No, far from it.
- What exactly do you do?
- I'm chief engineer at Synco.
We're developing a new,
revolutionary type of fuel.
It was gonna change
the world, but.
I mean, just who the hell
are you guys, anyway?
And why would you
destroy something
that I spent five years of
my life tryin' to create?
- We didn't blow up the tank.
- There was a bomb, a
very sophisticated bomb,
when we got there.
- So what were you doing there?
Looking for a place to picnic?
- We were told that it was
a traditional
storage tank for oil.
- That's what I heard.
- We were gonna hang an anti-oil
banner on it, that's it!
We were peacefully protesting.
- You're protesting us?
We're on the verge of putting
big oil out of business.
- What?
- My fuel is the
first smart fuel.
It's called MT-11 and it's
a hydrogen-based synthetic
that, that burns 10 times
longer than traditional fuel
and its only emission is water.
It's designed to respond to
the minute-to-minute needs
of an engine and adjust
its combustive capacity
to maximize efficiency.
- That's good, right?
- It's a game changer.
That's when it's
applied to an engine.
I mean, if that thing
is made up of MT-11,
it's gonna burn for
a very long time.
- How long?
- Caught up in a
twister like that,
it could burn indefinitely.
And it will get bigger.
- So, what are we gonna do?
- We're gonna hunt that
thing down and kill it.
Can you help us?
- Help you?
I'm the only one
that can stop it.
- Look where it's going!
(dramatic drum music)
- Hang on!
- We're gonna do some back
flips and some cartwheels?
- Handstands? (mother laughs)
- Morning.
Handstands, I can
do a handstand.
- Yeah.
♪ You don't have to let
this world take control ♪
♪ Leave your head now
♪ Baby, I'll go
♪ You don't have to go
full life on your own ♪
♪ No, I know you got soul
(leaves rustle)
(fire sizzles)
(thundering crackles)
(man screams)
(dramatic fast music)
(gun cocked loudly)
- Looks like the Nylander
guy is a real American hero.
Trail's gone cold.
How are we gonna find him?
- Just look for the big,
orange thing in the sky.
They'll be there.
- Where did it go?
- Yeah, where did it go?
- So, can I ask like
a dumb question?
Why can't we just call one
of your old fire-guy buddies
and let them take care of it?
- We can't just hope people will
solve the problem for us, Jason.
- You know, if you
get me close to it,
I think I can figure out
a way to extinguish it.
(loud sizzling)
(Barbie screams)
- Hold on!
- [Barbie] Oh, my god!
- Go, reverse, reverse!
- [Anthony] Go, come on!
Let's go, let's go, let's go!
- Scott!
Go, go, go!
Oh, my god!
Go!
Floor it!
Floor it!
- Hurry!
- Oh my god!
- Faster!
- You need to go faster,
you need to go fast!
- [Carla] It's a dead end!
- When I stop, everybody
get out and run!
- Yes.
Okay.
(tires screech loudly)
- Run!
Get down!
(car explodes)
(screams)
(loud sizzling)
(Barbie gasps)
(loud crash)
(metallic howling)
(roaring explosion)
So, that was fun!
(alarms beep continuously)
- Everyone okay?
- [Anthony] Yeah.
(dog barks)
(sad piano music)
- Oh, my god.
- Honey, are you okay?
- She's gone. (sobs)
- Who?
- She got pulled into the sky.
- Who's gone?
- My mommy, can you find her?
(sirens wailing)
We were taking Sarah for a walk.
And then the devil monster
took them into the sky.
- Baby, are you hurt anywhere?
- [Anna] Help, help
me, someone, please!
Where's my baby?
My baby, help me,
please, someone!
Up here, please, help me!
- Mommy!
- Baby, are you okay?
- I'm gonna go up and
get your mom, okay?
You stay here?
I'm comin' up.
- Okay.
Please, hurry.
- [Scott] Hold on.
Hold on.
- I'm trying!
- [Scott] You're gonna
be fine, just hold on.
- [Anna] Okay.
(Anna screams)
- [Scott] Hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey.
- [Anna] Hi.
- Hey, I'm Scott,
what's your name?
- Anna.
- Okay, Anna, I'm gonna
get you down from here.
- [Anna] Okay.
- But I'm gonna need your help.
- Okay.
- Can you move?
- I, I think so.
But, my baby, is my baby okay?
- Okay, I'm gonna get her.
Now hold on!
- But, ow, but.
- Don't worry! (Anna screams)
I'm gonna get it!
Hold on.
- [Anna] Ow!
- [Scott] I got--
(Anna screams)
- [Jason] Oh, god!
- Sarah.
(Anna panting)
- That's my baby's doll.
- Sarah!
- But thank you for saving her.
(loud laughing)
- Oh, you're such a hero, Scott!
- Nice goin', Fireman!
Good job.
- All right.
(sirens wailing)
- [Shane] Twister came
right through here.
They gotta be nearby.
(gun cocked)
(ominous music)
- Okay.
Showtime.
(guns cocked)
- No, really, take it.
(helicopter blades whir)
Just make sure you stop it
before it hurts anyone else.
Thank you, for everything.
- Well, thank you.
- We'll get it back
to you in good shape.
- Go inside and be safe.
- Come on, honey.
- Bye.
- All right, let's
go find some--
(loud gunfire)
- Whoa, whoa!
- [Carla] Get in, get in!
(loud gunfire)
- Down!
(tires screech)
(screams)
Hold on!
Get down!
Hang on!
(gun clicks)
(engine rumbles)
(car skids loudly)
- Drive!
- Okay, we're clear!
- Who are those Rambos?
- Yeah, seriously, and
what do they want with us?
- Maybe they're the ones
who planted the bomb
and we were messing
up their work.
- Maybe they're tryin'
to pin it on us.
- Is anyone gonna take
a shot on how the hell
a tornado follows
us like Godzilla?
- It wasn't trying to find us,
it was looking for the heat.
- The heat?
You mean, like our engine?
- Yes, exactly.
And like the air conditioning
units on the roof tops.
I, I think the fuel inside
the twister is causing it
to search for a hot spot,
just like how I designed
it to work in an engine.
Twister is gonna be drawn
to the spikes in the
ambient temperature.
- It's searching out
ways to stay alive.
- Yeah, I think so.
- Oh, well fantastic.
That's great.
- We gotta find it, Scott.
- I gotta make a phone call.
(fire sizzles)
(scary music)
(sirens wailing)
(helicopter blades whir)
- Yeah, take Company 17 and
32 and flank it from the east.
We're headin' north.
We should catch
up with it at by--
(cell phone rings)
Hey, Scottie, can
I call you back?
Things are going
off the rails here.
- Logan, I'm calling
about the twister.
I've got some info for you.
- Okay, you got my attention.
- [Woman On Speaker] And be
sure to visit us next weekend
for our buy one,
get one special.
So grab a friend, a family
member or that special someone.
And enjoy all the comfort
and safety of your
favorite park, together.
(dramatic music)
(screams)
(screams)
What is that?
- I don't know.
I don't know what that is.
(screams)
(intense sizzling)
(terrified screams)
(sirens wailing)
- Ordinary people have lost
everything to this monstrosity.
This could happen
to any one of us.
Oh, excuse me, ma'am, ma'am.
- Yes?
- Uh, this is your
home? (baby cries)
- Yes, it is, was.
We barely got out alive.
- It, it must have
been terrifying.
What happened?
- There was a loud roar.
We thought it was an
airplane coming down.
It sounded like a jet
engine or something,
and when we looked
outside, it was,
it was coming down the street.
- And I will find
out who, if anyone,
is responsible for unleashing
this unholy terror
against our city.
(calming music)
(birds chirping)
(mailbox rumbles)
(wind howls)
(intense sizzling)
(man screams)
- Help, agh, agh, agh!
Help, agh!
(man screams)
(loud gurgling)
(intense music)
(man screams)
- Mr. Garber, Mr. Garber,
how do you respond
to the allegations
that the fire twister
wreaking havoc across the city
was born right
here at your plant?
- Let me start by saying that we
at Synco's hearts go out to the
community that has suffered such
devastating losses and
want to do everything
that we can to aid in
the recovery process.
- Not much is known about
what exactly Synco does here,
since it's been
shrouded in secrecy.
Can you shine a light on what it
is exactly that you make and how
that helped aid this twister?
- There's nothing sinister
going on here, I can assure you.
- You'll know the
full Synco story
when we release our
product line next year.
(serious music)
- With all due respect, sir,
there's a 25-story fire
tornado destroying Los Angeles.
Corporate secrecy just
isn't gonna cut it.
- I came from traditional
oil, and I believed deeply
in that mission, but when
the people of Synco showed me
what they had cooking
here and invited me
to run their
company, I jumped at
the chance to be
part of the future.
What we have is a game-changer,
and it'll be great for
America's energy independence,
so what's at stake
here is no less
than our national security.
But rest assured,
we will cooperate
with the authorities
in every way possible.
- You still haven't
delivered any information--
- These people illegally broke
into our facility this morning
and we believe were
responsible for blowing one
of our storage tanks.
This is Scott Nylander,
he's a former LA firefighter
who suffered a mental
breakdown on the job
and developed paranoid fantasies
that the oil industry
was out to get him.
After being placed on
indefinite medical leave,
his emotional issues
drove him right
into the arms of this group,
a radicalized
eco-terrorist organization
formed by Dr. Carla Lemelin.
She's a fringe
climate scientist.
They thought they could
use his former status
as a respected Los
Angeles firefighter
to gain legitimacy for
their terrorist activities.
But the true nature
of their evil
became frighteningly
clear today.
Scott and Carla and their
followers are responsible
for the explosion and the
catastrophic fire twister
now plaguing our city.
These people are
highly dangerous.
If you see them, please
don't engage and take cover.
We don't want them to
take any more lives.
(cell phone rings)
Ah, excuse me, I
have to take this.
- But Mr. Garber, you
still haven't answered
the question about
what Synco does here.
- Okay, that is all,
that is all for today,
- [Reporter] Mr. Garber!
- [Mitch] Talk to me!
(ominous music)
- We lost them.
- You lost them.
Well, now, (chuckles) that's
unacceptable, isn't it?
Tell me, how hard can it
be to dispatch a bunch
of tree-hugging pacifists?
You find them, you understand?
You're supposed to be the best,
so why don't you show me you
can at least be competent!
- I can always show you how
competent I am in person.
- Look, you just make sure
that Scott and his merry band
of idiots are gone and in a way
that's as far removed from us
as possible, you understand?
This cannot get back to us.
- Who is this guy?
- I'll send you his info,
you can decide for yourself.
- [V] Fine, send it.
(loud gunshots)
- She's got this
thing about phones.
- [Reporter Voiceover] He
knows where it came from.
Multiple engine companies from
across the state have been
deployed to combat the twister.
But the devastation
caused in its wake seems
just too much for
these firefighters.
So far reports.
- Hi, they're not
telling you everything.
- We'll be there.
- Okay, just you, anybody
else, I ditch, okay?
(sirens wailing)
(firetruck horn honks)
- What's the situation?
How's the containment goin'?
- We got a dozen companies
surrounding that thing,
but we're nowhere
near containment.
- This is the man that
might be able to help.
He may know how to stop it.
Anthony!
- Look, I lost six men
on this thing today.
Better be some damn good info.
What the hell is it?
- It's being fueled
by a long-burning,
experimental, synthetic fuel.
- Who the hell are you?
- Anthony's the one that created
the fuel that it's burning on.
- Will it burn itself
out on its own?
- I don't think so.
It's gonna get bigger.
- All right, I need you
to level with me, partner.
What the hell kind of trouble
did you get yourself into?
(dramatic music)
- Trouble?
- Your picture is
plastered across
every TV in the country as
the father of this thing.
They're calling you and
your friends terrorists.
- I'm being framed.
- Again?
People are screaming
for your head,
dozens are dead and the
media is painting you
as the mastermind.
- I had nothing to
do with that, Logan.
And we're tryin' to stop it.
- People are not in
the mood to listen.
They are in the mood for blood.
The police are looking for you,
and they will shoot first
and ask questions later.
You gotta watch
your ass, Scottie.
You better go.
- [Scott] Let's
go, everybody in!
(mysterious music)
(seat belt clicks)
- [Rod] Okay, do you
know what MT-11 is?
- [Jane] Yeah, of course.
- Well, that fuel,
they usually keep
in a very high security
place in a tank in a bunker,
underneath the lab.
But two days ago,
we got an order
to transfer all of the
fuel to the hilltop silo.
Now we don't use that silo
for the high-tech stuff, okay?
It ain't rated for MT-11.
- Well, did they give any
reason for the transfer?
- No, they said it was
because they had too much
for the bunker tanks.
But that just
doesn't make sense.
We always just control
burn the excess.
And the hilltop tanks,
got almost no security.
- No security?
That can't be normal protocol.
- Shred everything.
- Sir, if the--
- Everything!
- Okay.
All right, everyone, every piece
of paper turns to confetti,
every hard drive
gets the hammer.
Let's chop, chop, chop, it's
time to clean house, people.
(fire sizzles)
(helicopter blades whir)
(sirens wailing)
(intense music)
- We gotta stop this.
- Anthony, are you okay?
- No.
- You guys need to know,
we're all over the news
as the people who created this.
- What?
- Us?
- Who, who would
put that out there?
- Same people who are
trying to kill us.
- Why?
- [Scott] That's what
I'm trying to figure out.
- We just have to tell them
that we had nothing
to do with it.
- They can place us at the
scene of the explosion.
- And we have a history of
trespassing and protesting.
- Non-violent protesting.
- Okay, you know what?
Someone gonna have the courage
to sound like a coward and
I have that kind of courage.
There's professional
killers hunting us.
We're LAPD's most wanted and,
oh yeah, that's
right, torch-nado!
Okay?
This saving the world thing is
a little above our pay grade.
Why don't we just
turn ourselves in,
and then we can let the
professionals handle this?
- Anthony is the professional,
he's the only professional
who can stop this.
I'm in, you can leave
any time you want, Jason.
(phone rings)
Yeah?
- [V] Hello, Scott,
you know who this is.
- How'd you get my number?
- You're something of
a celebrity, Scott.
Celebrities are easy to find.
- You gonna tell me why
you're trying to kill us?
- You seem like a
bright enough guy,
for someone who runs
into burning buildings.
I'm calling to offer you a deal.
- I'm listening.
- You give yourself up to us
and your friends get to
walk free, everybody wins.
- My friend's and I are
busting our asses trying
to stop this thing from
killing more people.
- Scott, in the spirit
of full disclosure,
I kill people for a living.
- This twister is killing
everything in its path,
including garbage.
So I'd watch my back.
- They give you a reason for why
they're trying to kill us?
- Not a good one.
- There it is!
It's slowing down.
What's it doing?
(dramatic music)
- It's having lunch.
(loud explosions)
- It looks like it's
eating the fire.
- You know, we can
use that, Scott.
If it's looking for the
heat, maybe we can bait it
and then steer it
where we want to go.
- We could, that, that may work.
That's a brilliant idea.
(loud creaking)
(loud crash)
(loud explosion)
- Watch out!
(debris whizzes)
(loud explosion)
(wheels screech)
(Barbie screams)
(intense sizzling)
- [Anthony] Go, (mumbles).
- [Barbie] Careful!
- Look out!
- Whoa!
(loud explosion)
(heavy breathing)
- [Barbie] That was horrible!
- [Carla] It's
okay, it's over now.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
- What is it?
- What?
- [Anthony] Watch out!
(dramatic music)
- You okay?
- Fire came down from the sky.
It rained on us.
- Okay, uh, you're
not safe here.
You need to get to safety.
You can come with us.
(distressed woman moaning)
Come with us now!
- Oh, no, oh, no!
No, no. (chuckles)
(gun is cocked loudly)
- Why don't you all
just stand real still?
- Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Oh, Look, I'm here to help.
- We need your car.
- No, we need our car.
I was a fireman, we need it
to help save these
people from the twister.
- There ain't no helpin' them,
they're already damned.
(woman laughs)
- [Woman] Love it.
- The good Lord sent the
pillar of fire promised
in Revelations down to
smite all ye sinners.
- Oh, preach it, Father.
Preach it.
- We are the chosen ones
and the rest of you, well,
that's just the way it is.
- [Woman] Hallelujah.
- But that thing
is coming our way!
It's gonna fry us!
All of us!
- God will choose who
burns and who doesn't
and I think I know
who he's gonna choose.
- Yeah.
- The keys.
- God didn't create
this, people did!
- That thing is
gonna burn through
here, kill all of us, climb down
the mountain and then
destroy the city!
- And thousands of
people will die!
- That's the idea.
(intense sizzling)
- Get down there and
take cover right now!
- Hold on!
Keys, or I'll blow you
all to hell myself!
- Go on, get down there!
- [Anthony] Go, go.
- I'll be fine.
(tree snaps)
(gun fires)
(man screams)
(woman screams)
Into the car!
- [Anthony] Go, come on!
- Save yourself!
- Oh, god, oh, god, help us.
(Barbie gasps)
(terrified screams)
- [Anthony] Oh.
- [Scott] Anthony, how
do you kill this thing?
- Drive it away from
all the fuel sources,
let it burn itself out.
- Yeah, okay, (chuckles) but
how do you drive this thing?
It mean, it kind of
goes where it wants.
- [Anthony] It's heading
down towards the city.
- How do you evacuate
millions of people?
- You don't.
Not in time.
(sirens wailing)
(helicopter blades whir)
(calm music)
- Thank you.
(intense trembling)
(loud clinks)
(gasps)
(glass cracks)
(screams)
(sad music)
(loud crashes)
(intense sizzling)
(sirens wailing)
("Ride of the Valkyries"
by Richard Wagner)
(intense sizzling)
(dramatic music)
(helicopter blades whir)
(sirens wailing)
(water splashes)
- [V] They're coming your way.
(screams)
- I think we're getting warm.
- Where is it?
- Get me close to it, Scott.
I think I got another idea.
- What's that?
(tire screech)
Wait, wait, wait!
Guys, I know what you Boy Scouts
and Brownies are thinking.
This seems like a really noble
thing for you to do to go
and help these wounded
guys in the street,
but in case you haven't noticed,
the world's falling
apart right now.
- I can't believe you're
saying this, Jason.
- I can.
- This little fender bender here
is nothing compared
to the firestorm
that's ripping through our city.
Are we that bad if
we just keep going?
Okay.
- Check that guy.
- [Anthony] Yeah.
- Hey, you all right?
- Yeah, I'm good,
how are you doing?
(moves into scary music)
(tires screech)
Turn around.
Do it.
Walk.
- Still the American hero.
It's touching, really.
Good to finally meet you, Scott.
Don't.
Inside, now.
- No, you're gonna
have to do it here.
- Let's negotiate inside.
- Look, look!
You got me, you can
let them go now.
- That deal expired.
- So, no honor.
- You people make me sick.
We have orders to make
this look amateur.
Put away your weapons, we're
gonna make this a silent kill.
Make it messy.
Channel your inner
marauding looters.
- You're a psychotic bitch!
- [Scott] Easy.
- Stop it!
This wasn't part of
the deal! (loud slap)
Ow!
- Ssh.
- It wasn't supposed
to be like this.
- [V] You dance with the
devil, you're gonna get burned.
- What?
- What did you do?
- The CEO of Synco paid
me to get you guys to put
that banner on the tank
and it seemed okay,
I didn't realize
it was a set-up.
- Mitch?
Our CEO hired you?
- A crooked oil man, shocker.
- I am so sorry, you guys.
- Are we killing
people today, or what?
- Yes, we are.
(Jason screams)
- Don't you move!
Run!
Don't you move!
Don't move!
You guys, get out of here!
Put that fire out for me!
Run!
You stay!
Don't even move!
Tell my mom I love her.
Don't you move,
put your gun down!
Put it down, I got you, put
it, you put it down right now!
Put it--
(Jason chokes)
(fists thud against flesh)
(dramatic music)
(tires screech)
- They used Jason.
- He didn't deserve that.
- Well, things are going
even better than we expected.
The press is all over Synco now,
this company will be
bankrupt within a month,
then ACI can go on in, buy all
their patents and bury them.
Where the hell is
my completion bonus?
(sighs)
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
I'm not gonna be
waiting for anything.
You update my account now
or I might just forget
to format my hard
drive before I leave.
There we go.
Pleasure doing
business with you.
- [Station Manager] The
fire twister tearing
through downtown, that's
where you need to be, Jane.
We've even got our villain,
this Scott Nylander
creep is pure gold.
Disgraced hero firefighter
turned mass murderer?
That's what you
should be chasing.
- I don't think that's
the whole story, Marcus.
I checked out this Scott guy,
and this just doesn't add up.
- [Marcus] It'll
add up when you put
his face next to this disaster.
Look, that's your job.
Let everyone else decide
if he did it or not.
- No, Garber has something
to do with this, I know it.
I think that the real
story is back at Synco
and how all of this got started.
- [Marcus] Jane,
every other station is
running fire twister
footage 24/7.
And you're out chasing
conspiracy theories?
You better come back
with a smoking gun
or don't bother coming back
at all. (cell phone beeps)
(dramatic music)
- We're closed.
You need to turn around, ma'am.
- Hi, no, I'm with
Channel 2 News,
I was just here a few hours ago.
- They're done
talking to the press.
- Oh, it's not about that,
I left my bag inside,
it has my tape.
If I could run in and get it
before somebody throws
it in the trash?
- Not gonna happen, Miss.
Back it up.
Let's go.
Back it up.
- Yeah.
- We interrupt our continuous
fire twister coverage
to bring you a special report.
I'm here talking with the
woman who had direct contact
with the leader of the
eco-terrorists, Scott Nylander.
- You need to stop
calling them terrorists.
They're good people, and
that fireman saved my life.
- So you don't think
they're responsible
for the destruction?
- They're trying to
stop the tornado.
While everyone else is
running away from it,
they're running towards it.
Scott and his friends aren't
terrorists, they're heroes.
- You heard it here
first on Channel 2.
Scott Nylander and his friends
are heroes, not terrorists.
And I promise you, viewers,
to get to the bottom
of who's behind
this reprehensible
smear campaign against them.
- [Announcer] Los Angeles
is in a city-wide panic.
The massive fire twister
has torched a path
from Santa Clarita Mountains
and is now tearing
through downtown,
toppling skyscrapers like toys.
The disaster toll is fea--
(Carla sighs)
- Anthony, how
could Synco do this?
And how could you not know
that any of this was going on?
- Why would the CEO of your
own company want to destroy it?
- When Mitch Garber
came to Synco,
he promised to position us as
world leaders in green fuel.
They believed him.
I believed him.
Now no one is ever
gonna see us as anything
but those people who
created the monster.
- Maybe he came to Synco
for a different reason.
- Yeah, an industrial spy.
- Maybe they put him there
to wipe out a future threat.
Sabotage Synco from the inside.
- Could he even do that?
- They played hard ball.
I've been on the receiving
end of that before.
- You?
Is that what happened?
- A few years back, there was
that big wildfire in Wyoming.
Biggest wildfire in a century.
Scott's team got caught.
The fire was surging
all around them,
it was burning its
way into the middle.
- I lost four men.
- But you saved six.
- Meeting Carla gave
my life purpose again.
- You're a hero.
They blamed Scott for the
deaths of those firemen.
- We won't let them
get away with it again.
(scary music)
- Pull into this
parking lot over here.
- What?
- Pull into the parking lot!
Stop the car! (tires screech)
- What is he doing?
- [Barbie] Maybe
he finally lost it.
- Maybe he found it.
(moves into determined music)
(intense sizzling)
(sirens wailing)
(loud explosion)
(helicopter blades whir)
- The twister passed by just
behind those buildings.
You can see the anxiety on
the faces of these residents.
What will they do if the
fire twister returns?
I'm being told we finally have
Governor Aldridge on the line.
Governor, thank you
for talking to us.
What can you tell our viewers?
- [Aldridge] I've declared an
official state of emergency.
I've also activated
the National Guard,
and they'll be on site
as soon as possible.
I urge people to please
stay in their homes.
(scary music)
(sirens wailing)
(intense sizzling)
(car engine rumbles)
(Anthony breathes heavily)
- Anthony!
- What is he doing?
- He's going to bait it.
- We've gotta stop him.
- He can't do that.
(cell phone rings)
- Anthony, what are you doing?
This is not the way to bait it.
- I'm not gonna bait
it, I'm gonna kill it.
- No, we need to
do this together.
- Someone has to take it out,
and it's my responsibility.
- It's not your fault, Anthony.
- I think I can take it out
with a big enough concussion.
- And what if you can't,
Anthony, then I'm screwed!
- I need you to help
me kill this thing.
This way doesn't make any sense!
- Scott, this is the only
thing that makes sense today.
- Turn back!
(heroic music)
Anthony, you can't do this!
This is suicide!
- Tell everyone I'm
sorry, okay, Scott?
I wanted to help
people, not hurt them.
- Come b-- (cell phone beeps)
- Oh!
(intense sizzling)
(breathes heavily)
(roaring explosion)
(Carla sobs)
(intense sizzling)
(Carla cries)
- [Barbie] Why would
Anthony do that?
- He was trying to be a hero.
- Doing what he
thought would work.
(sirens wailing)
- A hero?
He died and it was for nothing.
- Maybe not for nothing.
Look, his theory almost worked.
- Did you see the effect
it had on the twister?
It temporarily
disrupted the vortex.
- He was on to somethin'.
If it'd been bigger
and more explosive,
(hopeful music)
it might have worked.
Anthony proved something,
the fire twister
is drawn to heat.
- Yeah, it came toward him
like it was some hungry shark.
- Yeah, and if we
had the right gear
we could probably lure that
thing to a bigger bomb.
- By overpowering the fire
with an even bigger explosion.
- Kind of like putting out
a candle with a firecracker.
- But where are we gonna get
that kind of explosive power?
- I got an idea.
- You asked for an
engine, you got it.
But this stuff, this
is military-grade C-4.
Had to move heaven
and earth to get it.
Goin' Red Adair?
- Yeah.
I'll lure that twister someplace
desolate and blow it apart.
- Like an oil fire.
That's smart.
That's a pretty
angry beast, though.
I don't know if you have
enough C-4 to blow it.
- It will when I add 1,000
gallons of fuel to the mix.
- How the hell are you gonna
get a 1,000 gallons of fuel
into the middle of a twister?
- I was thinking of
filling the water reserve
of your pumper
here with gasoline.
- Holy Jesus.
You'll be riding
atop a small nuke.
- With the C-4 onboard,
it ought to do the trick.
- Yeah, and the explosion
will obliterate everything
within 100 yards, including you.
(heroic music)
- I will be fine.
I just need to find
an enough open space
for that kind of explosion.
I gotta go.
- It's headin' north.
- Maybe I can lure
it back to Synco.
Ought to be enough
open space there, huh?
- Don't get all heroic on me.
Welcome back, firefighter.
(mysterious music)
(energetic music)
(loud slurping)
(hopeful music)
(loud shredding)
(intense music)
- [Man] Hey, you, get over here!
Hey!
Where are you going with that?
- [Woman Employee] To my car.
- [Man] No, you're not!
It's going to the incinerator!
- [Woman Employee] But
this is my personal stuff!
You can't--
- [Man] Nothing
leaves this building!
Hey!
Is anybody else
unclear on the concept
that nothing leaves
this building!
(heroic music)
- Careful.
(mumbles)
- [Scott] Get down.
- Oh, yeah.
- There.
All right, it's ready to go.
Give it.
(intense sizzling)
All right, ready?
- Yeah.
(intense sizzling)
- Uh-Oh!
Come on, baby, light my fire.
- Hey!
Is there a problem down there?
- Nope, we're okay.
What, are you crazy?
Mitch had hired private
security, I have no idea
where these psychos come from.
- I can help you.
Let me help you.
- Mitch gave me the orders
to destroy all the evidence.
- I'm gonna be a patsy.
I cannot go to jail.
- So Mitch is
behind all of this.
Why?
- [Shane] I, I don't know.
- Help me find out.
- This is extremely
dangerous and you guys
are gonna be ridin'
on top of a bomb.
A very big bomb.
Okay?
Let's do it.
- Let's kill this bitch!
- Yeah!
(engine rumbles)
(ominous music)
- Well, what have we here?
Ah, maybe a little
Trojan horse action.
(camera shutter clicks)
(child imitates engine)
(sirens wailing)
- Cool.
- Oh, sir, sir, I'm gonna
need you to sign a few forms.
- What the hell are
you talking about?
We're melting down here.
- They're for your protection.
You asked for them.
The new security codes.
- Oh, yeah, yeah,
these are good.
(ominous music)
Right, good.
What are you doing in here?
- I, uh, I wanted to
get your perspective,
you know, for our viewers.
- I already gave
you my perspective.
- Yeah, well, I was hoping
you could go a little deeper.
I mean, after all, you are
in charge of this company.
This company is
responsible, you know,
for all this devastation.
- I see.
Tell me, did you ever play golf?
- Not really my thing.
- You know, that makes sense.
You don't really
look like a lesbian.
Do you know why men play golf?
- Um, to suck up
to their bosses?
- No, no, no, no, no.
Golf is a game of
precision and control.
You see this posture?
It's good, huh?
You see, you employ
a 39-inch club
to hit the ball 200 yards
at 160 miles an hour all
in the hopes of getting
it in a little hole
that's four and
1/4 inches across.
(golf club whizzes)
- Well, now I know why men golf.
It appeals to the
male fascination
with meaningless statistics.
- Details, that's why men run
international corporations
and women work at
adorable, little jobs
to tide themselves over until
they can pump out a few kids.
- Yeah, are you sure that you've
accounted for all the details?
- You see, the important thing
with golf is to really
maintain a good foundation.
Legs apart, spine straight,
you've gotta really
be solid at impact.
- Oh, why don't you
just cut the crap!
(loud crunch)
(Jane screams)
(dramatic music)
(loud thuds)
- Shane, come here for a sec.
- Okay.
- Think hard.
Do you have any idea how this
woman got into my office?
- I, I.
- Clean that up.
(sirens wailing)
- All right, Cap,
got a visual on it.
We're armed and
headin' toward it.
Keep all traffic away
from the Synco Compound.
We're drivin' it back home, Cap.
- Yeah, copy that.
Engine 17, 47 and 23, stand by.
- Logan, you might
want to back off, too.
- Give us one shot,
if it doesn't work,
you guys shouldn't
be anywhere near us.
- Copy that.
It's all yours.
Be careful, Scottie.
All engines stand down.
Engine 74 is takin' the lead.
Scottie's back on
the case, guys.
- Good luck, Scott.
- [Firefighter] We're
rootin' for you.
- [Firefighter] Be
careful, brother.
- [Firefighter] Go
whip it's ass, Scottie.
- Got your back, Scott.
Hey, what's your ETA at Synco?
- [Scott] Five minutes.
- [V] Take us back to Synco.
(intense sizzling)
- All right, ladies,
it's show time.
Let's light it
up, take her home.
- Okay, Barbie, let's give
this bitch a warm welcome.
- Copy that.
(intense sizzling)
- Yes.
Yes.
(tires screech)
(guns are cocked)
- Get ready.
(cell phone rings)
- Really, really?
- Yeah?
- I filled up the water
reserve with gasoline
and I'm sitting on top
of 20 kilos of C-4.
This is a courtesy phone call.
- He's bluffing.
- Maybe.
- Carla, Barbie, when I give
you the signal, get down.
- Got it.
- Keep going, keep going.
Everything, quickly, quickly.
Everything, you underst?
Great, now they're
on my doorstep.
Shred every last
sheet, you got it?
Nothing left.
- Got it.
- Time to get the
hell out of Dodge.
What's the ETA on the chopper?
- Uh, five minutes.
- Outstanding.
Shane, forget you ever met
me, forget everything I ever
said to you and everything
you ever saw here.
Oh, and have
yourself a nice day.
- Uh.
- You're not buyin'
this crap, are you?
- Don't know, don't care.
Kill him! (guns are cocked)
Kill 'em all!
- Get down now!
(loud gunshots)
(engine revs up)
(bullets clink against metal
(screams)
- [Daryl] Whoa, whoa, whoa!
(energetic music)
(loud gunshots)
(V screams)
(bullets clink against metal)
(screams)
- Die, you hippie bum!
- Yeah!
All right!
- Every girl should
have one of these.
- One down, one to go, ladies.
- Okay, we're up, girl.
Let's send this sucker home.
- Come and get it, Smog-zilla!
(intense sizzling)
(Barbie and Carla
scream in excitement)
We did it!
- [Scott] All right, ladies,
it's right where we want it.
Hold your fire.
- Copy that.
- [Scott] We'll come around
and bait it from the front.
Great job.
(firetruck horn honks)
- Where are you?
No!
No, you have to land here!
You have to land here!
Here!
(helicopter blades whir)
Here, great!
Great, you see me now, good!
Good, set it down in this
field and I'll jump onboard.
- [Pilot] It's too
dangerous, sir.
The twister's way too close.
I can't make a safe landing.
- You can do it, set her down!
Set her down!
- [Pilot] Agh, it's
running toward me!
I gotta abort, I'm sorry.
- No!
Look, I'll pay you double.
- [Pilot] I'm losing
power, I'm losing control!
Help, it's getting too close!
It's got me!
No, agh! (thunderous explosion)
- All right, ladies, one
last blast and run like hell!
(intense sizzling)
That's enough, go!
- Copy that.
Be careful, Scott.
I want my hero
back in one piece.
- Copy that, Dr. Hottie.
(optimistic music)
Run!
Cover your ears,
it's gonna be loud!
(engine rumbles)
(engine revs up)
(loud beep)
(engine revs up)
- Wait, wait!
- Come to Papa.
(loud beeps)
(loud beep)
- What the hell is he doing?
What is he doing?
(loud beep)
(loud beep)
(roaring explosion)
(axe whizzes)
(loud crunch)
(Mitch gasps)
(birds chirping)
(optimistic music)
- Yeah,
whoa, yeah!
(Carla and Barbie laugh)
- [Carla And Barbie] Whoo!
- Yes!
- Whoo!
- Yes!
- Carla, Barbie!
- Oh, well, come on.
- Carla, Barbie!
You all right?
- Yeah, we're good.
- Are you kidding?
We're great!
- That was epic! (Barbie laughs)
- Hey, Scott!
You okay?
Scottie, you okay?
Hey, Scott, you there?
Hey, we heard quite
a boom out there.
- Yeah, yeah, we're fine.
It's, it's done.
We owe you for an
engine, though.
- You'll have to work it off.
Hey, the mayor wants you back on
the department, firefighter.
I might be working for you.
- I like the way that sounds.
I might need a
vacation first, though.
- Copy that.
You deserve it.
- Where are we gonna go?
- Some place cool,
maybe Iceland?
(Barbie laughs)
I'd like that.
- They don't have fire
twisters there, do they?
(dramatic drum music)
(dreamy music)
(loud shrill)
(dramatic music)
(leaves rustling)
(sign creaking)
(footsteps thud)
(camera shutter clicks)
(camera shutter clicks)
(camera shutter clicks)
(camera shutter clicks)
- Thank you.
(wind howls)
(moves into mysterious music)
You see something, Scott?
- It's nothin'.
- Okay.
All right.
- Let's do this,
before we get caught!
(camera shutter clicks)
- Tell me there's something
else in here besides just in
here besides just this banner.
- There is.
- Nice, that's what
I'm talking about.
- The truth.
- Wow, I can't imagine
anything more boring
than the truth on a banner.
- We're getting the message out,
Jason, and that's what matters.
- What matters is we get this
done before the wind picks up
and our message gets
blown into the Pacific.
- Yeah, let's fly this
baby and get out of here
so we can do some
celebration drinkin'.
- Not really all that committed
to the cause, are you, Jason?
- I'd commit to you,
for at least two weeks,
if you gave me a shot, darlin'.
- Seriously, you're
like my dad's age.
- Maybe we should
stop the flirting and
concentrate on this.
- Are you or are you
not dating Dr. Hottie?
- Dr. Hottie?
- Dr. Hottie.
(laughs)
Dr. Hottie's and my relationship
has nothing to do with--
- Ah, busted!
Agh!
Damn wind, it's getting
crap in my eyes.
- You picked a really good spot.
People are gonna see
our message for miles.
Maybe even get some
real media attention.
- Oh, don't act so surprised.
You know I do whatever I
can for the cause, Barbie.
- Okay, maybe I got
you a little wrong.
- I'm sorry.
- About what?
- It's just, if
you hadn't met me,
then you'd still have your job.
- Do you really want
to bring that up now?
- But they never would have
come after you that hard
if it hadn't been for your job.
- You had nothing to
do with it, Carla.
(dramatic music)
- You used to love charging
into burning buildings
and saving lives.
And well, now you're
hanging a banner.
- I live to hang up banners.
All right, let's go!
Let's do this!
(energetic music)
- Yup.
- That's my favorite man.
(loud beeps)
(moves into dramatic music)
- Guys!
Guys, we have a situation here.
It's a bomb.
- Uh, that's bad, right?
- Run!
Everybody run!
(loud beep)
Run!
(loud beep)
(loud beep)
Down there!
Down in the gully!
Get down!
(loud beeps)
(thunderous explosion)
(screams)
(fire sizzles)
(wind howls)
- What the hell's happening?
(loud rumbling)
- Move it!
Move it!
Move it!
- Jason!
Jason!
- Hi!
Come on!
- Get up!
Get, move!
(dramatic music)
- Is it gone?
- Oh, please be gone.
(loud howling)
- Oh, my god!
- Run!
Run fast!
There!
Right there!
(heavy breathing)
Storm drain!
- Go, go!
- Go, go, go!
- Go, go!
- Down!
(loud sizzling)
Hang on!
Stay strong!
- Oh, my god!
- [Jason] Go around!
Just go by!
Just go by!
(Jason screams)
- [Carla] Oh, make it stop!
(heavy breathing)
- You okay?
(alarm rings continuously)
You okay?
- Uh, Jason, you can let go now.
Jason?
- Huh?
Oh, yeah. (breathes heavily)
- Hey, what the hell was that?
- A fire twister.
- Say wh, what?
- A tornado made of fire.
- I've seen one once before,
they're usually a
natural phenomenon.
- Don't normal tornadoes
just usually get bored
and then disappear into
the sky or something?
- This one seemed
to keep on burning.
- I know.
(sirens wailing)
- That thing could
hurt a lot of people.
- [Carla] Are you okay?
- Yeah, just a little shaken up.
- Come on, guys.
Let's get out there and hope
to God that thing is gone.
- Guys, why are you
going out there?
It's not so bad in here.
- [Carla] Get out here, Jason!
- Is it gone?
- It should be by now.
- Should be.
(loud sizzling and howling)
(ominous music)
- Oh, god.
- I gotta warn 'em!
- Oh, my god!
- [Carla] We'll be right
behind you. (loud gunshots)
- Down!
Get down! (Barbie screams)
Get down!
- [Jason] What's happening?
(energetic music)
- Let's stay down!
- [Jane] We have to get closer!
Move!
- Look!
We're sitting ducks here.
We're gonna go, go!
- Go, go!
- Go, go!
Let's go, run!
(loud gunshots)
Over there!
Come on, get up there!
(bullets clink against metal)
Everyone okay?
- We're good.
- We gotta go.
We can't stay here!
This way, come on!
This way!
Okay, down here.
- Who is it? (breathes heavily)
- Ssh.
- [Jane] So we lost 'em.
This isn't really
acceptable, is it?
- [Logan] Okay,
what's our next move?
- [Jane] All right, fan out.
You take the field,
I'll take the road.
- Who are they?
- If they're tryin' to kill
us for hanging a banner,
I think they're kind
of over-reacting.
- No, they've gotta be
connected with the explosion.
- Okay, you know what?
- I think I'm being
pretty freakin' cool
considering I'm being
chased by the wrath of God.
And now we've got sexy
assassins gunning us down?
What the hell, man?
This was not part of
the orientation package.
- Okay, you're right,
this isn't normal,
but here's a news flash, Jason,
these people do not play fair
and they're gonna do some
pretty horrible things to
try and make us go away.
- Well, maybe we should
take the hint and go away!
- (sighs) We're stuck in
this, Jason, together, okay?
- Yeah, look, we cannot just
stick our heads into the sand.
- Yeah, we can, ostriches do it.
- Oh, my god.
- Don't give me that look.
Okay, eagles might soar,
but weasels don't get
sucked into jet engines.
- Okay, you know what, Jason?
If I have to kick your ass,
it ain't gonna be pretty.
- I disagree.
I think kicking Jason's
ass would be a work of art.
- Maybe.
All right, Scott,
what's the plan here?
(dramatic music)
- We're not safe here,
we gotta keep moving.
- Get him!
- Hey!
(muffled speech)
Hey, what the Hell?
- Ssh.
Who are you?
(muffled speech)
Are you with them?
- We're stellar acting, bro.
Look, he's faking it.
He makes one call to his
buddies and we're toast.
(muffled speech)
- Okay, I'm not faking it, okay?
I work here, I have a business
card in my pocket, okay?
I'll get it.
- Hey!
- Relax, it's just a card.
See?
(Carla sighs)
- Why are you trying to kill us?
And who are those people?
- Look, I'm not trying
to kill anybody,
and I don't know who
those people are, okay?
I came down here because I heard
an explosion and
lots of gunfire.
Who are you?
- Those two are
gonna be back soon.
Do you know a way out of here?
- Yeah, there's an
old utility road
just over there that leads
down to the lower parking lot.
- He's our best shot.
- Okay, let's go.
- Oy, Jesus!
- Watch him.
- Yeah.
(loud beeping)
(cell phone rings)
- [Man] Is it done?
- The tank blew, but whatever
the hell was in it
went up like Hiroshima,
turned into a pillar of fire,
and now it's rampaging
toward the city.
What was in the tank?
- [Man] That's need-to-know
only, I would think
the CIA hammered that into you.
It doesn't matter,
this is perfect,
the more destruction the better.
- One minor snag, the
tree-huggers saw us
and can make an ID.
- That's a serious problem, V.
Can you take care of them?
- Don't tell me
how to do my job.
(loud gunshots)
Call Huey and Louie.
(energetic fast music)
- [Scott] That wasn't
oil in that tank, was it?
- No, far from it.
- What exactly do you do?
- I'm chief engineer at Synco.
We're developing a new,
revolutionary type of fuel.
It was gonna change
the world, but.
I mean, just who the hell
are you guys, anyway?
And why would you
destroy something
that I spent five years of
my life tryin' to create?
- We didn't blow up the tank.
- There was a bomb, a
very sophisticated bomb,
when we got there.
- So what were you doing there?
Looking for a place to picnic?
- We were told that it was
a traditional
storage tank for oil.
- That's what I heard.
- We were gonna hang an anti-oil
banner on it, that's it!
We were peacefully protesting.
- You're protesting us?
We're on the verge of putting
big oil out of business.
- What?
- My fuel is the
first smart fuel.
It's called MT-11 and it's
a hydrogen-based synthetic
that, that burns 10 times
longer than traditional fuel
and its only emission is water.
It's designed to respond to
the minute-to-minute needs
of an engine and adjust
its combustive capacity
to maximize efficiency.
- That's good, right?
- It's a game changer.
That's when it's
applied to an engine.
I mean, if that thing
is made up of MT-11,
it's gonna burn for
a very long time.
- How long?
- Caught up in a
twister like that,
it could burn indefinitely.
And it will get bigger.
- So, what are we gonna do?
- We're gonna hunt that
thing down and kill it.
Can you help us?
- Help you?
I'm the only one
that can stop it.
- Look where it's going!
(dramatic drum music)
- Hang on!
- We're gonna do some back
flips and some cartwheels?
- Handstands? (mother laughs)
- Morning.
Handstands, I can
do a handstand.
- Yeah.
♪ You don't have to let
this world take control ♪
♪ Leave your head now
♪ Baby, I'll go
♪ You don't have to go
full life on your own ♪
♪ No, I know you got soul
(leaves rustle)
(fire sizzles)
(thundering crackles)
(man screams)
(dramatic fast music)
(gun cocked loudly)
- Looks like the Nylander
guy is a real American hero.
Trail's gone cold.
How are we gonna find him?
- Just look for the big,
orange thing in the sky.
They'll be there.
- Where did it go?
- Yeah, where did it go?
- So, can I ask like
a dumb question?
Why can't we just call one
of your old fire-guy buddies
and let them take care of it?
- We can't just hope people will
solve the problem for us, Jason.
- You know, if you
get me close to it,
I think I can figure out
a way to extinguish it.
(loud sizzling)
(Barbie screams)
- Hold on!
- [Barbie] Oh, my god!
- Go, reverse, reverse!
- [Anthony] Go, come on!
Let's go, let's go, let's go!
- Scott!
Go, go, go!
Oh, my god!
Go!
Floor it!
Floor it!
- Hurry!
- Oh my god!
- Faster!
- You need to go faster,
you need to go fast!
- [Carla] It's a dead end!
- When I stop, everybody
get out and run!
- Yes.
Okay.
(tires screech loudly)
- Run!
Get down!
(car explodes)
(screams)
(loud sizzling)
(Barbie gasps)
(loud crash)
(metallic howling)
(roaring explosion)
So, that was fun!
(alarms beep continuously)
- Everyone okay?
- [Anthony] Yeah.
(dog barks)
(sad piano music)
- Oh, my god.
- Honey, are you okay?
- She's gone. (sobs)
- Who?
- She got pulled into the sky.
- Who's gone?
- My mommy, can you find her?
(sirens wailing)
We were taking Sarah for a walk.
And then the devil monster
took them into the sky.
- Baby, are you hurt anywhere?
- [Anna] Help, help
me, someone, please!
Where's my baby?
My baby, help me,
please, someone!
Up here, please, help me!
- Mommy!
- Baby, are you okay?
- I'm gonna go up and
get your mom, okay?
You stay here?
I'm comin' up.
- Okay.
Please, hurry.
- [Scott] Hold on.
Hold on.
- I'm trying!
- [Scott] You're gonna
be fine, just hold on.
- [Anna] Okay.
(Anna screams)
- [Scott] Hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey.
- [Anna] Hi.
- Hey, I'm Scott,
what's your name?
- Anna.
- Okay, Anna, I'm gonna
get you down from here.
- [Anna] Okay.
- But I'm gonna need your help.
- Okay.
- Can you move?
- I, I think so.
But, my baby, is my baby okay?
- Okay, I'm gonna get her.
Now hold on!
- But, ow, but.
- Don't worry! (Anna screams)
I'm gonna get it!
Hold on.
- [Anna] Ow!
- [Scott] I got--
(Anna screams)
- [Jason] Oh, god!
- Sarah.
(Anna panting)
- That's my baby's doll.
- Sarah!
- But thank you for saving her.
(loud laughing)
- Oh, you're such a hero, Scott!
- Nice goin', Fireman!
Good job.
- All right.
(sirens wailing)
- [Shane] Twister came
right through here.
They gotta be nearby.
(gun cocked)
(ominous music)
- Okay.
Showtime.
(guns cocked)
- No, really, take it.
(helicopter blades whir)
Just make sure you stop it
before it hurts anyone else.
Thank you, for everything.
- Well, thank you.
- We'll get it back
to you in good shape.
- Go inside and be safe.
- Come on, honey.
- Bye.
- All right, let's
go find some--
(loud gunfire)
- Whoa, whoa!
- [Carla] Get in, get in!
(loud gunfire)
- Down!
(tires screech)
(screams)
Hold on!
Get down!
Hang on!
(gun clicks)
(engine rumbles)
(car skids loudly)
- Drive!
- Okay, we're clear!
- Who are those Rambos?
- Yeah, seriously, and
what do they want with us?
- Maybe they're the ones
who planted the bomb
and we were messing
up their work.
- Maybe they're tryin'
to pin it on us.
- Is anyone gonna take
a shot on how the hell
a tornado follows
us like Godzilla?
- It wasn't trying to find us,
it was looking for the heat.
- The heat?
You mean, like our engine?
- Yes, exactly.
And like the air conditioning
units on the roof tops.
I, I think the fuel inside
the twister is causing it
to search for a hot spot,
just like how I designed
it to work in an engine.
Twister is gonna be drawn
to the spikes in the
ambient temperature.
- It's searching out
ways to stay alive.
- Yeah, I think so.
- Oh, well fantastic.
That's great.
- We gotta find it, Scott.
- I gotta make a phone call.
(fire sizzles)
(scary music)
(sirens wailing)
(helicopter blades whir)
- Yeah, take Company 17 and
32 and flank it from the east.
We're headin' north.
We should catch
up with it at by--
(cell phone rings)
Hey, Scottie, can
I call you back?
Things are going
off the rails here.
- Logan, I'm calling
about the twister.
I've got some info for you.
- Okay, you got my attention.
- [Woman On Speaker] And be
sure to visit us next weekend
for our buy one,
get one special.
So grab a friend, a family
member or that special someone.
And enjoy all the comfort
and safety of your
favorite park, together.
(dramatic music)
(screams)
(screams)
What is that?
- I don't know.
I don't know what that is.
(screams)
(intense sizzling)
(terrified screams)
(sirens wailing)
- Ordinary people have lost
everything to this monstrosity.
This could happen
to any one of us.
Oh, excuse me, ma'am, ma'am.
- Yes?
- Uh, this is your
home? (baby cries)
- Yes, it is, was.
We barely got out alive.
- It, it must have
been terrifying.
What happened?
- There was a loud roar.
We thought it was an
airplane coming down.
It sounded like a jet
engine or something,
and when we looked
outside, it was,
it was coming down the street.
- And I will find
out who, if anyone,
is responsible for unleashing
this unholy terror
against our city.
(calming music)
(birds chirping)
(mailbox rumbles)
(wind howls)
(intense sizzling)
(man screams)
- Help, agh, agh, agh!
Help, agh!
(man screams)
(loud gurgling)
(intense music)
(man screams)
- Mr. Garber, Mr. Garber,
how do you respond
to the allegations
that the fire twister
wreaking havoc across the city
was born right
here at your plant?
- Let me start by saying that we
at Synco's hearts go out to the
community that has suffered such
devastating losses and
want to do everything
that we can to aid in
the recovery process.
- Not much is known about
what exactly Synco does here,
since it's been
shrouded in secrecy.
Can you shine a light on what it
is exactly that you make and how
that helped aid this twister?
- There's nothing sinister
going on here, I can assure you.
- You'll know the
full Synco story
when we release our
product line next year.
(serious music)
- With all due respect, sir,
there's a 25-story fire
tornado destroying Los Angeles.
Corporate secrecy just
isn't gonna cut it.
- I came from traditional
oil, and I believed deeply
in that mission, but when
the people of Synco showed me
what they had cooking
here and invited me
to run their
company, I jumped at
the chance to be
part of the future.
What we have is a game-changer,
and it'll be great for
America's energy independence,
so what's at stake
here is no less
than our national security.
But rest assured,
we will cooperate
with the authorities
in every way possible.
- You still haven't
delivered any information--
- These people illegally broke
into our facility this morning
and we believe were
responsible for blowing one
of our storage tanks.
This is Scott Nylander,
he's a former LA firefighter
who suffered a mental
breakdown on the job
and developed paranoid fantasies
that the oil industry
was out to get him.
After being placed on
indefinite medical leave,
his emotional issues
drove him right
into the arms of this group,
a radicalized
eco-terrorist organization
formed by Dr. Carla Lemelin.
She's a fringe
climate scientist.
They thought they could
use his former status
as a respected Los
Angeles firefighter
to gain legitimacy for
their terrorist activities.
But the true nature
of their evil
became frighteningly
clear today.
Scott and Carla and their
followers are responsible
for the explosion and the
catastrophic fire twister
now plaguing our city.
These people are
highly dangerous.
If you see them, please
don't engage and take cover.
We don't want them to
take any more lives.
(cell phone rings)
Ah, excuse me, I
have to take this.
- But Mr. Garber, you
still haven't answered
the question about
what Synco does here.
- Okay, that is all,
that is all for today,
- [Reporter] Mr. Garber!
- [Mitch] Talk to me!
(ominous music)
- We lost them.
- You lost them.
Well, now, (chuckles) that's
unacceptable, isn't it?
Tell me, how hard can it
be to dispatch a bunch
of tree-hugging pacifists?
You find them, you understand?
You're supposed to be the best,
so why don't you show me you
can at least be competent!
- I can always show you how
competent I am in person.
- Look, you just make sure
that Scott and his merry band
of idiots are gone and in a way
that's as far removed from us
as possible, you understand?
This cannot get back to us.
- Who is this guy?
- I'll send you his info,
you can decide for yourself.
- [V] Fine, send it.
(loud gunshots)
- She's got this
thing about phones.
- [Reporter Voiceover] He
knows where it came from.
Multiple engine companies from
across the state have been
deployed to combat the twister.
But the devastation
caused in its wake seems
just too much for
these firefighters.
So far reports.
- Hi, they're not
telling you everything.
- We'll be there.
- Okay, just you, anybody
else, I ditch, okay?
(sirens wailing)
(firetruck horn honks)
- What's the situation?
How's the containment goin'?
- We got a dozen companies
surrounding that thing,
but we're nowhere
near containment.
- This is the man that
might be able to help.
He may know how to stop it.
Anthony!
- Look, I lost six men
on this thing today.
Better be some damn good info.
What the hell is it?
- It's being fueled
by a long-burning,
experimental, synthetic fuel.
- Who the hell are you?
- Anthony's the one that created
the fuel that it's burning on.
- Will it burn itself
out on its own?
- I don't think so.
It's gonna get bigger.
- All right, I need you
to level with me, partner.
What the hell kind of trouble
did you get yourself into?
(dramatic music)
- Trouble?
- Your picture is
plastered across
every TV in the country as
the father of this thing.
They're calling you and
your friends terrorists.
- I'm being framed.
- Again?
People are screaming
for your head,
dozens are dead and the
media is painting you
as the mastermind.
- I had nothing to
do with that, Logan.
And we're tryin' to stop it.
- People are not in
the mood to listen.
They are in the mood for blood.
The police are looking for you,
and they will shoot first
and ask questions later.
You gotta watch
your ass, Scottie.
You better go.
- [Scott] Let's
go, everybody in!
(mysterious music)
(seat belt clicks)
- [Rod] Okay, do you
know what MT-11 is?
- [Jane] Yeah, of course.
- Well, that fuel,
they usually keep
in a very high security
place in a tank in a bunker,
underneath the lab.
But two days ago,
we got an order
to transfer all of the
fuel to the hilltop silo.
Now we don't use that silo
for the high-tech stuff, okay?
It ain't rated for MT-11.
- Well, did they give any
reason for the transfer?
- No, they said it was
because they had too much
for the bunker tanks.
But that just
doesn't make sense.
We always just control
burn the excess.
And the hilltop tanks,
got almost no security.
- No security?
That can't be normal protocol.
- Shred everything.
- Sir, if the--
- Everything!
- Okay.
All right, everyone, every piece
of paper turns to confetti,
every hard drive
gets the hammer.
Let's chop, chop, chop, it's
time to clean house, people.
(fire sizzles)
(helicopter blades whir)
(sirens wailing)
(intense music)
- We gotta stop this.
- Anthony, are you okay?
- No.
- You guys need to know,
we're all over the news
as the people who created this.
- What?
- Us?
- Who, who would
put that out there?
- Same people who are
trying to kill us.
- Why?
- [Scott] That's what
I'm trying to figure out.
- We just have to tell them
that we had nothing
to do with it.
- They can place us at the
scene of the explosion.
- And we have a history of
trespassing and protesting.
- Non-violent protesting.
- Okay, you know what?
Someone gonna have the courage
to sound like a coward and
I have that kind of courage.
There's professional
killers hunting us.
We're LAPD's most wanted and,
oh yeah, that's
right, torch-nado!
Okay?
This saving the world thing is
a little above our pay grade.
Why don't we just
turn ourselves in,
and then we can let the
professionals handle this?
- Anthony is the professional,
he's the only professional
who can stop this.
I'm in, you can leave
any time you want, Jason.
(phone rings)
Yeah?
- [V] Hello, Scott,
you know who this is.
- How'd you get my number?
- You're something of
a celebrity, Scott.
Celebrities are easy to find.
- You gonna tell me why
you're trying to kill us?
- You seem like a
bright enough guy,
for someone who runs
into burning buildings.
I'm calling to offer you a deal.
- I'm listening.
- You give yourself up to us
and your friends get to
walk free, everybody wins.
- My friend's and I are
busting our asses trying
to stop this thing from
killing more people.
- Scott, in the spirit
of full disclosure,
I kill people for a living.
- This twister is killing
everything in its path,
including garbage.
So I'd watch my back.
- They give you a reason for why
they're trying to kill us?
- Not a good one.
- There it is!
It's slowing down.
What's it doing?
(dramatic music)
- It's having lunch.
(loud explosions)
- It looks like it's
eating the fire.
- You know, we can
use that, Scott.
If it's looking for the
heat, maybe we can bait it
and then steer it
where we want to go.
- We could, that, that may work.
That's a brilliant idea.
(loud creaking)
(loud crash)
(loud explosion)
- Watch out!
(debris whizzes)
(loud explosion)
(wheels screech)
(Barbie screams)
(intense sizzling)
- [Anthony] Go, (mumbles).
- [Barbie] Careful!
- Look out!
- Whoa!
(loud explosion)
(heavy breathing)
- [Barbie] That was horrible!
- [Carla] It's
okay, it's over now.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
- What is it?
- What?
- [Anthony] Watch out!
(dramatic music)
- You okay?
- Fire came down from the sky.
It rained on us.
- Okay, uh, you're
not safe here.
You need to get to safety.
You can come with us.
(distressed woman moaning)
Come with us now!
- Oh, no, oh, no!
No, no. (chuckles)
(gun is cocked loudly)
- Why don't you all
just stand real still?
- Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Oh, Look, I'm here to help.
- We need your car.
- No, we need our car.
I was a fireman, we need it
to help save these
people from the twister.
- There ain't no helpin' them,
they're already damned.
(woman laughs)
- [Woman] Love it.
- The good Lord sent the
pillar of fire promised
in Revelations down to
smite all ye sinners.
- Oh, preach it, Father.
Preach it.
- We are the chosen ones
and the rest of you, well,
that's just the way it is.
- [Woman] Hallelujah.
- But that thing
is coming our way!
It's gonna fry us!
All of us!
- God will choose who
burns and who doesn't
and I think I know
who he's gonna choose.
- Yeah.
- The keys.
- God didn't create
this, people did!
- That thing is
gonna burn through
here, kill all of us, climb down
the mountain and then
destroy the city!
- And thousands of
people will die!
- That's the idea.
(intense sizzling)
- Get down there and
take cover right now!
- Hold on!
Keys, or I'll blow you
all to hell myself!
- Go on, get down there!
- [Anthony] Go, go.
- I'll be fine.
(tree snaps)
(gun fires)
(man screams)
(woman screams)
Into the car!
- [Anthony] Go, come on!
- Save yourself!
- Oh, god, oh, god, help us.
(Barbie gasps)
(terrified screams)
- [Anthony] Oh.
- [Scott] Anthony, how
do you kill this thing?
- Drive it away from
all the fuel sources,
let it burn itself out.
- Yeah, okay, (chuckles) but
how do you drive this thing?
It mean, it kind of
goes where it wants.
- [Anthony] It's heading
down towards the city.
- How do you evacuate
millions of people?
- You don't.
Not in time.
(sirens wailing)
(helicopter blades whir)
(calm music)
- Thank you.
(intense trembling)
(loud clinks)
(gasps)
(glass cracks)
(screams)
(sad music)
(loud crashes)
(intense sizzling)
(sirens wailing)
("Ride of the Valkyries"
by Richard Wagner)
(intense sizzling)
(dramatic music)
(helicopter blades whir)
(sirens wailing)
(water splashes)
- [V] They're coming your way.
(screams)
- I think we're getting warm.
- Where is it?
- Get me close to it, Scott.
I think I got another idea.
- What's that?
(tire screech)
Wait, wait, wait!
Guys, I know what you Boy Scouts
and Brownies are thinking.
This seems like a really noble
thing for you to do to go
and help these wounded
guys in the street,
but in case you haven't noticed,
the world's falling
apart right now.
- I can't believe you're
saying this, Jason.
- I can.
- This little fender bender here
is nothing compared
to the firestorm
that's ripping through our city.
Are we that bad if
we just keep going?
Okay.
- Check that guy.
- [Anthony] Yeah.
- Hey, you all right?
- Yeah, I'm good,
how are you doing?
(moves into scary music)
(tires screech)
Turn around.
Do it.
Walk.
- Still the American hero.
It's touching, really.
Good to finally meet you, Scott.
Don't.
Inside, now.
- No, you're gonna
have to do it here.
- Let's negotiate inside.
- Look, look!
You got me, you can
let them go now.
- That deal expired.
- So, no honor.
- You people make me sick.
We have orders to make
this look amateur.
Put away your weapons, we're
gonna make this a silent kill.
Make it messy.
Channel your inner
marauding looters.
- You're a psychotic bitch!
- [Scott] Easy.
- Stop it!
This wasn't part of
the deal! (loud slap)
Ow!
- Ssh.
- It wasn't supposed
to be like this.
- [V] You dance with the
devil, you're gonna get burned.
- What?
- What did you do?
- The CEO of Synco paid
me to get you guys to put
that banner on the tank
and it seemed okay,
I didn't realize
it was a set-up.
- Mitch?
Our CEO hired you?
- A crooked oil man, shocker.
- I am so sorry, you guys.
- Are we killing
people today, or what?
- Yes, we are.
(Jason screams)
- Don't you move!
Run!
Don't you move!
Don't move!
You guys, get out of here!
Put that fire out for me!
Run!
You stay!
Don't even move!
Tell my mom I love her.
Don't you move,
put your gun down!
Put it down, I got you, put
it, you put it down right now!
Put it--
(Jason chokes)
(fists thud against flesh)
(dramatic music)
(tires screech)
- They used Jason.
- He didn't deserve that.
- Well, things are going
even better than we expected.
The press is all over Synco now,
this company will be
bankrupt within a month,
then ACI can go on in, buy all
their patents and bury them.
Where the hell is
my completion bonus?
(sighs)
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
I'm not gonna be
waiting for anything.
You update my account now
or I might just forget
to format my hard
drive before I leave.
There we go.
Pleasure doing
business with you.
- [Station Manager] The
fire twister tearing
through downtown, that's
where you need to be, Jane.
We've even got our villain,
this Scott Nylander
creep is pure gold.
Disgraced hero firefighter
turned mass murderer?
That's what you
should be chasing.
- I don't think that's
the whole story, Marcus.
I checked out this Scott guy,
and this just doesn't add up.
- [Marcus] It'll
add up when you put
his face next to this disaster.
Look, that's your job.
Let everyone else decide
if he did it or not.
- No, Garber has something
to do with this, I know it.
I think that the real
story is back at Synco
and how all of this got started.
- [Marcus] Jane,
every other station is
running fire twister
footage 24/7.
And you're out chasing
conspiracy theories?
You better come back
with a smoking gun
or don't bother coming back
at all. (cell phone beeps)
(dramatic music)
- We're closed.
You need to turn around, ma'am.
- Hi, no, I'm with
Channel 2 News,
I was just here a few hours ago.
- They're done
talking to the press.
- Oh, it's not about that,
I left my bag inside,
it has my tape.
If I could run in and get it
before somebody throws
it in the trash?
- Not gonna happen, Miss.
Back it up.
Let's go.
Back it up.
- Yeah.
- We interrupt our continuous
fire twister coverage
to bring you a special report.
I'm here talking with the
woman who had direct contact
with the leader of the
eco-terrorists, Scott Nylander.
- You need to stop
calling them terrorists.
They're good people, and
that fireman saved my life.
- So you don't think
they're responsible
for the destruction?
- They're trying to
stop the tornado.
While everyone else is
running away from it,
they're running towards it.
Scott and his friends aren't
terrorists, they're heroes.
- You heard it here
first on Channel 2.
Scott Nylander and his friends
are heroes, not terrorists.
And I promise you, viewers,
to get to the bottom
of who's behind
this reprehensible
smear campaign against them.
- [Announcer] Los Angeles
is in a city-wide panic.
The massive fire twister
has torched a path
from Santa Clarita Mountains
and is now tearing
through downtown,
toppling skyscrapers like toys.
The disaster toll is fea--
(Carla sighs)
- Anthony, how
could Synco do this?
And how could you not know
that any of this was going on?
- Why would the CEO of your
own company want to destroy it?
- When Mitch Garber
came to Synco,
he promised to position us as
world leaders in green fuel.
They believed him.
I believed him.
Now no one is ever
gonna see us as anything
but those people who
created the monster.
- Maybe he came to Synco
for a different reason.
- Yeah, an industrial spy.
- Maybe they put him there
to wipe out a future threat.
Sabotage Synco from the inside.
- Could he even do that?
- They played hard ball.
I've been on the receiving
end of that before.
- You?
Is that what happened?
- A few years back, there was
that big wildfire in Wyoming.
Biggest wildfire in a century.
Scott's team got caught.
The fire was surging
all around them,
it was burning its
way into the middle.
- I lost four men.
- But you saved six.
- Meeting Carla gave
my life purpose again.
- You're a hero.
They blamed Scott for the
deaths of those firemen.
- We won't let them
get away with it again.
(scary music)
- Pull into this
parking lot over here.
- What?
- Pull into the parking lot!
Stop the car! (tires screech)
- What is he doing?
- [Barbie] Maybe
he finally lost it.
- Maybe he found it.
(moves into determined music)
(intense sizzling)
(sirens wailing)
(loud explosion)
(helicopter blades whir)
- The twister passed by just
behind those buildings.
You can see the anxiety on
the faces of these residents.
What will they do if the
fire twister returns?
I'm being told we finally have
Governor Aldridge on the line.
Governor, thank you
for talking to us.
What can you tell our viewers?
- [Aldridge] I've declared an
official state of emergency.
I've also activated
the National Guard,
and they'll be on site
as soon as possible.
I urge people to please
stay in their homes.
(scary music)
(sirens wailing)
(intense sizzling)
(car engine rumbles)
(Anthony breathes heavily)
- Anthony!
- What is he doing?
- He's going to bait it.
- We've gotta stop him.
- He can't do that.
(cell phone rings)
- Anthony, what are you doing?
This is not the way to bait it.
- I'm not gonna bait
it, I'm gonna kill it.
- No, we need to
do this together.
- Someone has to take it out,
and it's my responsibility.
- It's not your fault, Anthony.
- I think I can take it out
with a big enough concussion.
- And what if you can't,
Anthony, then I'm screwed!
- I need you to help
me kill this thing.
This way doesn't make any sense!
- Scott, this is the only
thing that makes sense today.
- Turn back!
(heroic music)
Anthony, you can't do this!
This is suicide!
- Tell everyone I'm
sorry, okay, Scott?
I wanted to help
people, not hurt them.
- Come b-- (cell phone beeps)
- Oh!
(intense sizzling)
(breathes heavily)
(roaring explosion)
(Carla sobs)
(intense sizzling)
(Carla cries)
- [Barbie] Why would
Anthony do that?
- He was trying to be a hero.
- Doing what he
thought would work.
(sirens wailing)
- A hero?
He died and it was for nothing.
- Maybe not for nothing.
Look, his theory almost worked.
- Did you see the effect
it had on the twister?
It temporarily
disrupted the vortex.
- He was on to somethin'.
If it'd been bigger
and more explosive,
(hopeful music)
it might have worked.
Anthony proved something,
the fire twister
is drawn to heat.
- Yeah, it came toward him
like it was some hungry shark.
- Yeah, and if we
had the right gear
we could probably lure that
thing to a bigger bomb.
- By overpowering the fire
with an even bigger explosion.
- Kind of like putting out
a candle with a firecracker.
- But where are we gonna get
that kind of explosive power?
- I got an idea.
- You asked for an
engine, you got it.
But this stuff, this
is military-grade C-4.
Had to move heaven
and earth to get it.
Goin' Red Adair?
- Yeah.
I'll lure that twister someplace
desolate and blow it apart.
- Like an oil fire.
That's smart.
That's a pretty
angry beast, though.
I don't know if you have
enough C-4 to blow it.
- It will when I add 1,000
gallons of fuel to the mix.
- How the hell are you gonna
get a 1,000 gallons of fuel
into the middle of a twister?
- I was thinking of
filling the water reserve
of your pumper
here with gasoline.
- Holy Jesus.
You'll be riding
atop a small nuke.
- With the C-4 onboard,
it ought to do the trick.
- Yeah, and the explosion
will obliterate everything
within 100 yards, including you.
(heroic music)
- I will be fine.
I just need to find
an enough open space
for that kind of explosion.
I gotta go.
- It's headin' north.
- Maybe I can lure
it back to Synco.
Ought to be enough
open space there, huh?
- Don't get all heroic on me.
Welcome back, firefighter.
(mysterious music)
(energetic music)
(loud slurping)
(hopeful music)
(loud shredding)
(intense music)
- [Man] Hey, you, get over here!
Hey!
Where are you going with that?
- [Woman Employee] To my car.
- [Man] No, you're not!
It's going to the incinerator!
- [Woman Employee] But
this is my personal stuff!
You can't--
- [Man] Nothing
leaves this building!
Hey!
Is anybody else
unclear on the concept
that nothing leaves
this building!
(heroic music)
- Careful.
(mumbles)
- [Scott] Get down.
- Oh, yeah.
- There.
All right, it's ready to go.
Give it.
(intense sizzling)
All right, ready?
- Yeah.
(intense sizzling)
- Uh-Oh!
Come on, baby, light my fire.
- Hey!
Is there a problem down there?
- Nope, we're okay.
What, are you crazy?
Mitch had hired private
security, I have no idea
where these psychos come from.
- I can help you.
Let me help you.
- Mitch gave me the orders
to destroy all the evidence.
- I'm gonna be a patsy.
I cannot go to jail.
- So Mitch is
behind all of this.
Why?
- [Shane] I, I don't know.
- Help me find out.
- This is extremely
dangerous and you guys
are gonna be ridin'
on top of a bomb.
A very big bomb.
Okay?
Let's do it.
- Let's kill this bitch!
- Yeah!
(engine rumbles)
(ominous music)
- Well, what have we here?
Ah, maybe a little
Trojan horse action.
(camera shutter clicks)
(child imitates engine)
(sirens wailing)
- Cool.
- Oh, sir, sir, I'm gonna
need you to sign a few forms.
- What the hell are
you talking about?
We're melting down here.
- They're for your protection.
You asked for them.
The new security codes.
- Oh, yeah, yeah,
these are good.
(ominous music)
Right, good.
What are you doing in here?
- I, uh, I wanted to
get your perspective,
you know, for our viewers.
- I already gave
you my perspective.
- Yeah, well, I was hoping
you could go a little deeper.
I mean, after all, you are
in charge of this company.
This company is
responsible, you know,
for all this devastation.
- I see.
Tell me, did you ever play golf?
- Not really my thing.
- You know, that makes sense.
You don't really
look like a lesbian.
Do you know why men play golf?
- Um, to suck up
to their bosses?
- No, no, no, no, no.
Golf is a game of
precision and control.
You see this posture?
It's good, huh?
You see, you employ
a 39-inch club
to hit the ball 200 yards
at 160 miles an hour all
in the hopes of getting
it in a little hole
that's four and
1/4 inches across.
(golf club whizzes)
- Well, now I know why men golf.
It appeals to the
male fascination
with meaningless statistics.
- Details, that's why men run
international corporations
and women work at
adorable, little jobs
to tide themselves over until
they can pump out a few kids.
- Yeah, are you sure that you've
accounted for all the details?
- You see, the important thing
with golf is to really
maintain a good foundation.
Legs apart, spine straight,
you've gotta really
be solid at impact.
- Oh, why don't you
just cut the crap!
(loud crunch)
(Jane screams)
(dramatic music)
(loud thuds)
- Shane, come here for a sec.
- Okay.
- Think hard.
Do you have any idea how this
woman got into my office?
- I, I.
- Clean that up.
(sirens wailing)
- All right, Cap,
got a visual on it.
We're armed and
headin' toward it.
Keep all traffic away
from the Synco Compound.
We're drivin' it back home, Cap.
- Yeah, copy that.
Engine 17, 47 and 23, stand by.
- Logan, you might
want to back off, too.
- Give us one shot,
if it doesn't work,
you guys shouldn't
be anywhere near us.
- Copy that.
It's all yours.
Be careful, Scottie.
All engines stand down.
Engine 74 is takin' the lead.
Scottie's back on
the case, guys.
- Good luck, Scott.
- [Firefighter] We're
rootin' for you.
- [Firefighter] Be
careful, brother.
- [Firefighter] Go
whip it's ass, Scottie.
- Got your back, Scott.
Hey, what's your ETA at Synco?
- [Scott] Five minutes.
- [V] Take us back to Synco.
(intense sizzling)
- All right, ladies,
it's show time.
Let's light it
up, take her home.
- Okay, Barbie, let's give
this bitch a warm welcome.
- Copy that.
(intense sizzling)
- Yes.
Yes.
(tires screech)
(guns are cocked)
- Get ready.
(cell phone rings)
- Really, really?
- Yeah?
- I filled up the water
reserve with gasoline
and I'm sitting on top
of 20 kilos of C-4.
This is a courtesy phone call.
- He's bluffing.
- Maybe.
- Carla, Barbie, when I give
you the signal, get down.
- Got it.
- Keep going, keep going.
Everything, quickly, quickly.
Everything, you underst?
Great, now they're
on my doorstep.
Shred every last
sheet, you got it?
Nothing left.
- Got it.
- Time to get the
hell out of Dodge.
What's the ETA on the chopper?
- Uh, five minutes.
- Outstanding.
Shane, forget you ever met
me, forget everything I ever
said to you and everything
you ever saw here.
Oh, and have
yourself a nice day.
- Uh.
- You're not buyin'
this crap, are you?
- Don't know, don't care.
Kill him! (guns are cocked)
Kill 'em all!
- Get down now!
(loud gunshots)
(engine revs up)
(bullets clink against metal
(screams)
- [Daryl] Whoa, whoa, whoa!
(energetic music)
(loud gunshots)
(V screams)
(bullets clink against metal)
(screams)
- Die, you hippie bum!
- Yeah!
All right!
- Every girl should
have one of these.
- One down, one to go, ladies.
- Okay, we're up, girl.
Let's send this sucker home.
- Come and get it, Smog-zilla!
(intense sizzling)
(Barbie and Carla
scream in excitement)
We did it!
- [Scott] All right, ladies,
it's right where we want it.
Hold your fire.
- Copy that.
- [Scott] We'll come around
and bait it from the front.
Great job.
(firetruck horn honks)
- Where are you?
No!
No, you have to land here!
You have to land here!
Here!
(helicopter blades whir)
Here, great!
Great, you see me now, good!
Good, set it down in this
field and I'll jump onboard.
- [Pilot] It's too
dangerous, sir.
The twister's way too close.
I can't make a safe landing.
- You can do it, set her down!
Set her down!
- [Pilot] Agh, it's
running toward me!
I gotta abort, I'm sorry.
- No!
Look, I'll pay you double.
- [Pilot] I'm losing
power, I'm losing control!
Help, it's getting too close!
It's got me!
No, agh! (thunderous explosion)
- All right, ladies, one
last blast and run like hell!
(intense sizzling)
That's enough, go!
- Copy that.
Be careful, Scott.
I want my hero
back in one piece.
- Copy that, Dr. Hottie.
(optimistic music)
Run!
Cover your ears,
it's gonna be loud!
(engine rumbles)
(engine revs up)
(loud beep)
(engine revs up)
- Wait, wait!
- Come to Papa.
(loud beeps)
(loud beep)
- What the hell is he doing?
What is he doing?
(loud beep)
(loud beep)
(roaring explosion)
(axe whizzes)
(loud crunch)
(Mitch gasps)
(birds chirping)
(optimistic music)
- Yeah,
whoa, yeah!
(Carla and Barbie laugh)
- [Carla And Barbie] Whoo!
- Yes!
- Whoo!
- Yes!
- Carla, Barbie!
- Oh, well, come on.
- Carla, Barbie!
You all right?
- Yeah, we're good.
- Are you kidding?
We're great!
- That was epic! (Barbie laughs)
- Hey, Scott!
You okay?
Scottie, you okay?
Hey, Scott, you there?
Hey, we heard quite
a boom out there.
- Yeah, yeah, we're fine.
It's, it's done.
We owe you for an
engine, though.
- You'll have to work it off.
Hey, the mayor wants you back on
the department, firefighter.
I might be working for you.
- I like the way that sounds.
I might need a
vacation first, though.
- Copy that.
You deserve it.
- Where are we gonna go?
- Some place cool,
maybe Iceland?
(Barbie laughs)
I'd like that.
- They don't have fire
twisters there, do they?
(dramatic drum music)