Diagnosis Murder (1993–2001): Season 6, Episode 2 - Resurrection: Part 2 - full transcript

Previously, on Diagnosis Murder:

I'm going to die
because you put me here.

You murdered 52 people.

Fits the M.O.
of a known serial bomber.

You can see him
down at the morgue, Ron.

He was executed last night.

There's a bomber
out there planting bombs,

and people are being killed,

but it's not
the Sunny View Bomber.

That was Lewis Sweeney,

and he was executed
for his crimes.



We have a bloody nail.

If we can match that to another

blood sample,
it's better than a fingerprint.

It is my blood.

I was in that building,

and I have
five million witnesses

to prove it.

This is how Mark Sloan works.

This is how he killed my father.

Your brother thinks
he's getting revenge

for his father's death,

but all he's doing
is killing innocent people.

Like you did my father?

When Lewis Sweeney was a child,
the city condemned the property



where his dad's woodshop stood.

His dad stood the city off

with a shotgun for four days.

Then he was killed.

The bastard is
branding the city
with his father's name.

Hold it, Carter.

Thank you for finding that, uh,
molding bit for us, Carter.

We'd have never
found it without you.

Caitlin.

Everybody out
of the hospital right now!

Clear the hospital!
Everybody out!

What happened, Dad?

How'd you know
the building was
going to blow?

You mean you don't have her?

Who?

Caitlin Sweeney. I saw her.

She did this.

Then we better pray
that we find her corpse in here

because if she's still alive
and she's still out there,

this is only the beginning.

Caitlin Sweeney's
out of hiding in a big way.

Where?

Trinity Bank.

Sixth holdup this month.

Eight people dead so far.

Caitlin has aligned
herself with R.O.A.R.

ROAR?

Yeah. Revolutionary Order
for Armed Rebellion.

We've been in contact.
I can lead you to her.

Do you expect me to believe
you'd sell out your sister

for better accommodations?

We've got an emergency.

We're not even prepared

to handle a paper
cut yet, Steve.

Barbecue Bob's
is going out of business.

We can't let this happen.

It won't. We're
going to stop it.

How are we going to do that?

With money. We're going
to buy Barbecue Bob's
and his secret recipe.

Did you hear that?

I heard a click.
Did you hear a click?

Get his cuffs off!

Right, Lieutenant.

On the north side as well!

There's no sign
of ROAR anywhere.

Yeah? What do you
call this?

A diversion.

The prison van was ambushed.

Carter Sweeney has escaped.

I see.

So, he fooled us again

just like your dad
said he would.

Well, it's not your fault, Ron.

Yeah, somehow I don't think
the Bureau will see it that way.

What would you have
done differently?

Uh, I wouldn't have
stepped here.

You would have done
exactly the same
thing, and so would I.

We couldn't ignore
the evidence we had.

Yeah, Sweeney knew we couldn't.

How far back you figure
he's been playing us?

From the moment

he offered to give us his
sister and bring down ROAR.

I think it goes back
farther than that.

To the bank robbery.

When the ROAR soldier got
killed when his gun jammed.

Yeah, and Amanda
found that corpse

with the bites
from the red ants.

Just like the, uh...

ants that are crawling
up my leg right now.

What do you mean,
that leg right there?

Yeah.

The leg that's attached
to the foot

that's on top of the trigger
that leads to this...

massive bomb.

That's got to be uncomfortable.

So, you think the ROAR soldier

got the ant bites when
he wired this place

with explosives, and
Caitlin deliberately

jammed his gun
so he'd be killed.

Yeah... that's
what I'm thinking.

You know, if I were you,

I'd be thinking
about those red ants
crawling up my leg

and that trigger under my shoe.

Lieutenant Sloan?

Can we talk a minute?

Excuse me.

We're all set here.

Move it.

What the hell is that?

Hmm? Oh, nothing.

It's good news, Ron.

You can step off
the trigger now.

Is that so?

Well, so I'm told.

Yeah? What's
going to happen

when I step off the trigger?

Uh, hopefully, nothing.

You're not sure?

Oh, no, I'm pretty sure,
but
they

They're not sure?

Now everybody's sure.

Say, Ron, why don't you go
clean up a little bit.

It's a long ride back to L.A.
in a, you know, small car.

I can't believe we have a shot
at buying this place.

I thought it was Barbecue Bob's.

It was, until Bob remarried.

Mrs. Bob made
some changes.

Yeah, she ran it into the ground
in six months.

That's why we got it so cheap.

Ah...

This is it.

Yeah, I can almost feel

the peanut shells under my feet.

All right, gentlemen,
a little silence.

This is a very solemn moment.

All right.

Oh... this isn't exactly
what I expected. It's...

Unbelievable.

Oh, yeah.
You know, from what you guys
led me to believe,

I thought it would
be something...

Horrible.

Yeah, but this is...

An abomination.

Are you saying
you don't like this?

It's so sterile.

Do you feel the crunch
under your feet

or do your hands
stick to the tables

when you touch them?

No. Why? Should they?

I don't know what to do.

I do. Weep.

Dad, I'm sorry we dragged you
all the way down here.

Gentlemen, look at it this way:

There's a 14-screen
movie theater

opening up down the block.

There's going to be a lot

of hungry people
hanging around here.

I think they're gonna like
this place as much as I do.

Ah, thanks, Dad, but when
we asked you down here,

it was for more
than just advice.

We were going to hit you up

for a loan.

Down payment, starting costs...

So, hit me.

Naw, this isn't our dream.

How can we ask you for money

when we're not convinced
we can make this place work?

Because I am, Jesse.

Thanks, Dad,
but we just couldn't.

No, really, I'm...
I tell you, I insist.

Just tell me how much you need.

What's the date?

Hey, welcome to the
all-new Barbecue Bob's.

I'm sorry, sir,

but we are not quite open
for business yet.

No, but Carter Sweeney is.

The United Nations
shadow government

wants you to believe that I am
a serial bomber, a mass murderer

and the greatest threat
to national security

since the CIA introduced
AIDS and crack to our cities.

Why?

Because I know too much.

I found out why the so-called
traffic helicopters

never stop circling
over Los Angeles.

How many times are you going

to watch this thing?

Until I understand it.

Oh, I understand it.
He's nuts.

Yeah? Since when?

He blew up half of Los Angeles

to write his father's name
across the city in map dots.

He's smart and he's patient
and he's methodical.

This is gibberish.

They sold Hong Kong
to the Communists.

Six months later,
Pakistan has the bomb,

half of Florida burns

and Mercedes buys Chrysler.

Coincidence?

They'd like you to think so.

Maybe he's just cracked;
he couldn't stand losing to you.

You're right about one thing.

He cannot stand losing.

Why invent Viagra?

How else can they get you

to swallow
their mind control drugs?

That's an act.

Well, if he doesn't believe it,

why send this to the media?

Why not just leave the country
and disappear?

One thing I learned
about Carter Sweeney...

Whatever he does is always
a part of a larger plan.

If you're right, let's hope this
time it doesn't involve you.

Oh, I'll say.
I've already
been the victim

of one evil conspiracy today.

You and Jesse set me up
outside Barbecue Bob's.

Well, I admit we, uh,

exaggerated
our disappointment a little.

Oh, and maybe you had seen
the place

twice before this week?

Oh, nothing like
a chatty realtor.

He dropped some papers off here.

Told me about how you
and Jesse loved the space

first time you saw it.

Mm-hmm. All right,
if you want your money back...

No, no, no.

You're not getting
off that easy.

What do you want,
a half day's interest?

I want to be a partner.

It's not a loan.

It's an investment.

Look, the way you guys can sell,
I want a piece of that action.

Well, you got it, partner.

And all the ribs you can eat.

Great. Where are
you going?

I promised Jesse
I'd meet him down at Bob's

to discuss the menu.

He's got this ridiculous idea
of serving salads.

That's a good idea.

Hey, you're a silent partner.

Ding-dong, ROAR calling.

What do you want?

It's not what I want.

It's just what happens.

We're like matter
and antimatter.

Whenever we get too close,
somebody dies.

My father, all those people
at your hospital,

your son...

No!

No?

That's not what Carter
sent you here for.

Are you so sure?

Maybe I don't always do
what my brother says.

Maybe sometimes,
I get to do what I want.

All right.
Go ahead and shoot us both.

I'm sure
Carter won't mind at all.

Funny the way things work out,
isn't it?

You don't happen to have

a paper clip
and a rubber band, do you?

That's what I love
about you, Mark.

You're resourceful.

Always thinking.

Did I mention
how impressed I was

with how you saved
Amanda's life?

MacGyver would be proud.

You killed a lot
of innocent people.

Not enough.

You and your friends
are still alive.

Oh, let's let
bygones be bygones.

It'll only get in the way
of our working relationship.

Your bombings
and your bank robberies

killed dozens of people.

You went after my own family
and you expect me to help you?

I know you will.

Neighbors saw a black van
pull away.

We got a partial plate,
but it's probably stolen.

What good is that?

We know who did this.

Yeah, but we don't know

where they are right now.

I doubt they dropped a room key.

You should know
better than any of us

where a grain of sand or a drop
of grease could lead us.

By then,
my father could be dead.

Hey, if Carter wanted
to kill him,

he could have done it
right here... he wants him alive.

Well, then why did he blow up
the hospital with Mark in it?

Well, he didn't. Caitlin did.

This has always been personal
for Carter.

He needs to prove to himself
that he's smarter than Mark.

No, he needs to prove it
to Mark,

and it's no fun
unless he can see Mark lose.

My dad won't lose.

Carter's no match for him.

We'd better hope not
because right now

that's the only thing
that's keeping Mark alive.

So, Carter didn't break out
of prison to run.

There's something
he wants to do,

and if he gets away with it,
he beats Mark.

Look, whatever the hell it is,

we're going to make sure
that Carter Sweeney fails.

Have you decided

to join our merry
band of rogues?

No.

I really need your
wisdom and advice.

Think how much we
could accomplish

if we worked together.

Never.

Uh-oh. That's
not good.

Isn't there anything I can say

that'll make you
change your mind?

What if I told you
we offer health benefits?

Well...

my sister is outside

this restaurant right now.

Do it.

I wonder how many people
were in that place.

It's not lunch yet,
and fried foods

aren't as popular
as they once were,
but then again

they did just
introduce a tasty,
new rotisserie chicken.

How could you do that?

I didn't.

You did.

This place is next
unless you help us.

Personally, I'm hoping

you hold out for a while.

I love watching things blow up.

I won't help you hurt anyone.

That's entirely up to you.

Work with us

and you can start saving lives
right now.

What do you want me to do?

I need a hundred million dollars
in four days,

and you're going to figure out
how to get it.

How about a ransom demand?

No offense,
but you're not worth it.

It also shifts
the advantage
to the police.

It brings us to them.

That's why nine out of ten
kidnappers get caught

picking up the money.

Now, that would not
have occurred to me.

You know, you're a smart man.

You don't need me
to do your thinking for you.

I've run out of clever ideas.

Besides, I love watching
you work.

I always learn so much.

Why do we only have four days?

Well, it makes it more of
a challenge, wouldn't you say?

It also matches your father's
bombing pattern, doesn't it?

I'm a sentimental guy.

I'll do it.

There.

Watch your step.
Watch your step.

The, uh, last I heard,
you were off homicide,

temporarily assigned to me
in the ROAR investigation.

I still am.

Then what are you doing here?

Same thing you are.

He was giving me a ride, Steve.

He was in the morgue
when I got paged.

I think ROAR did this.

Why?

Well, take a look around, Ron.

The place was bombed.

Yeah, so what?

So Caitlin Sweeney blew up

Community General, remember?

Because we were in it.

Since then, they've
been robbing banks.

It appears to be the same kind

of explosive device
that she used.

A device so common
and simple that
anybody with a modem,

a grudge and an address
to a hardware store
could make it.

Carter Sweeney terrorized
this city with serial bombings.

A week after he escapes
from jail, it happens again?

His bombings were part of
a pattern, which he completed.

His bombs dispersed
a wide shrapnel spray

of flathead brass screws.

Do you see any
evidence of that here?

So maybe he's got a new pattern.

How do we know

it wasn't a
disgruntled employee,

a customer who got
salmonella or...

It happened less than 12 hours
after my father was kidnapped.

Well, so did a car accident
at the corner

of Santa Monica and La Cienega.

You going to go
investigate that, too?

If it'll help me
find my father, you bet I am.

Steve, we all want to find Mark
just as badly as you do,

but you can't go
to every crime scene

in the city on the slim hope
that it's all related.

That's exactly
what I intend to do.

I don't understand
what he's doing here.

I enjoy his company.

He killed our father...
Have you forgotten that?

No.

I'm making him commit a crime.

It goes against
everything he believes.

Just imagine his pain.

I'd rather see it.

If I slit his throat right now,

we could still accomplish
what we want.

Not what I want.

Our father didn't die
from that lethal injection.

He withered away in a tiny cell,

cancer eating his flesh,
boredom decaying his mind.

I'm killing Dr. Sloan
from the inside.

A bullet in the brain

kills from the inside, too.

He's a collaborator.

He's working with
the occupying forces

of the shadow government.

Well, that makes
him useful to us.

Think of all the
secrets he can reveal.

We should put
his back to the wall

and execute him as an example

to the other collaborators.

All right,
I think I know how to do it.

I knew you would.

How much cash do you have?

$10 million.

We're gonna need all of it.

Of course he wants
all of it. It's a trick.

He wants
to bankrupt the revolution.

You need money to make money.

Think of it as
your working capital.

Besides, it'll never
be out of your sight.

Yeah, I'm intrigued, Doctor.

What else will you need?

I'll need 500 pounds
of plain paper stock,

a truckload

of solid steel plating,

some acetylene torches,

about 20 gallons

of industrial black paint

and some spray guns.

That ought to get us started.

Thanks.

What am I doing here?

This place rents picture
cars to the studios...

Fake ambulances, fire
engines, things like that.

Last night somebody
stole a phony armored car.

Well, call me when
somebody steals a real one.

ROAR did this.

Look, I know you're desperate

to find your father.
So am I.

This is not the way to do it.

It's the only way to do it.

We got to chase every
lead that comes up.

Yeah, every lead,
not every crime

that occurs in L.A.

Look, we found
that black truck...

It was torched in a vacant lot...

And we're doing a door-to-door

in the area for witnesses.

Maybe that way we can
come up with a real lead.

Uh-huh. Look at this.

Sloan Medical.

The guy that owns this place

has been my father's
patient for 30 years.

You're reaching, Steve. Anybody
could have stolen that truck.

Come on, Ron. There's
a Mercedes over there,

a couple of limos, a Batmobile.

Why steal a phony armored car?

Wouldn't it make
more sense to steal

something more easily
stripped and sold?

And think about it.

There must be 50 picture
car companies in L.A.

Why strike this one?

Because somehow, some way,
my father sent them here.

All right, see, that's it...
You're losing it.

I got to take you off the case.

Ron, you can't do that.

You're not leaving me
any choice.

Look, it was bad enough
when you started linking

every purse-snatching to ROAR.

Now you got Mark getting them
to send us secret messages.

Look, you know how resourceful
my father can be.

Yeah, if he isn't dead already.

Look, at the very least,
he's their prisoner.

How much influence can he
possibly exert over them?

The L.A.P.D. uses
this company's vehicles

for stakeouts
and undercover assignments.

My father knew that.

Somehow, he got them here.

He sent us this message.

This could be our last chance
to save him, Ron.

Please...
don't let it go by.

How many times have I argued
with Mark and been wrong?

I've lost count.

Yeah. Me, too.

I'm beginning to feel stupid.

Maybe some of his intuition
is starting to rub off on you.

Okay, uh...

you start by coming up

with a reason what the hell

ROAR would want with
a phony armored car.

Maybe they got tired
of stealing money

and decided to let people
just give it to them.

I'm going to start by seeing

who moves a lot of money
around this city.

All right.
You do that.

What are you going to do?

I'm going to
get a forensics
team in here,

see if I can find something
to confirm your suspicions.

Thanks for the ringing
vote of confidence.

Ah, don't mention it.

I feel like Santa
watching over his elves.

I never thought
of St. Nicholas

as a deranged psychopath before.

You really think
he slides down
all those chimneys

for the milk and cookies?

If people wanted him
in their house,

they'd unlock the front door.

He's a fat pedophile
who hides out in the North Pole

where we have
no extradition treaty

and there's no one there
to enforce one if we did.

Is there anyone
or anything that
you don't hate?

Oh, admit it, you're having fun.

That's what's really
bothering you.

You forced me into this.

Oh, come on.

How often do you get
to mastermind

the theft of $100 million?

I'm getting
no pleasure from this.

Of course you are.

You better tell your
people to hurry up.

We're three hours behind
schedule right now.

Oh, what do you expect?

They're revolutionaries,
not craftsmen.

Most of them aren't even
high school graduates.

It's a good thing you don't need

to read an instruction manual
to use a gun.

If you have so little
respect for them, what
are you doing here?

I believe fervently
in their cause.

Right. Thanks.

I, uh, called
the Federal Reserve,

asked them who moves
a lot of money around L.A.

Who does?

They do.

As a matter of fact,
this afternoon,

they're taking
$100 million
in old cash

out to their Palmdale
facility to be burned.

Well, we'll be there
when the armored car arrives,

and I'll arrange

for an armed escort to Palmdale.

Just like that, huh?

No questions? No doubts?

I have faith
in your professional judgment.

Uh-huh.

You, uh, found something
good at that picture
car place, didn't you?

Caitlin Sweeney's fingerprint.

Oh, that is good.

FBI.

Let me see some I.D.

I'll take care of them, Ron.

Armored car checks out.

Yeah. So do the drivers.

But that doesn't mean

ROAR won't try
to hijack them on the way.

Stick close to the armored car

and make sure you don't leave

until every dollar is burned.

You got it, sir.

What's the next likely target?

Stadium. Receipts
for today's game.

All right.
Let's go.

Agent Wagner, there's been
an armored car holdup.

Warehouse, 5th and Main.

L.A.P.D. will meet you
at the scene.

You're going to love this.

They were boxed in by two vans
on the side of the road.

A guy in the lead van
aimed a rocket launcher at them,

made them drive in here.

Then the robbers
put hoods over
the guards' heads,

bound and gagged them,

left them on the floor.

How much did they take?

That's the best part.

The morons robbed
an empty armored car.

They got away with nothing.

Not exactly.

They stripped the VIN tag
off the dash.

Big score.

They also empty out
the ashtrays?

Look at the guards.

Where are their I.D. badges?

They were on their way

to the Federal Reserve,
weren't they?

The morons got them

going the wrong direction.

Damn.

Rybeck.

Yeah, this is Wagner.

Where are you?

Palmdale.

Delivery went without incident.

The armored car left
a half hour ago.

Where's the money?

Going up in flames, sir.

Are you sure?

Yeah, we're watching them do it

just like you ordered.

They burning it?

Yeah.

This is Lieutenant Sloan.

Stop them. Don't let them
burn another dollar.

We're on the way.

But... how?

We-we saw the truck
being loaded with
the cash.

They-they were
in our sight the
whole way here

and-and they left here empty.

It was a fake armored car.

Somehow, they managed
to switch the money in transit.

Press is going to love this.

"ROAR steals $100 million
under FBI escort."

My escort.

And if we'd called
ten minutes later,

we never would have
been able to prove it.

The only evidence
would have burned.

A nice career while it lasted.

This was slick.

Yeah...

too slick.

Efficient, bloodless,
almost undetectable.

It's not ROAR's style at all,
or Sweeney's.

They like to shoot things up,

make a big show of it.

But if my dad were going
to steal $100 million,

I bet this is
just how he'd do it.

Now do you see
why we needed
the good doctor?

I could never have come up

with something this clever.

Steal a phony armored car,

retrofit it with false walls,

fill the hidden spaces
with fake cash,

and then switch the counterfeit

with the real money.

Showing up
at the Federal Reserve

and just taking it
would have been a lot easier.

And bloodier and riskier.

We're not cowards.

Be that as it may,

he came through for us

just like I said he would.

He lost our ten million,
just like I said he would.

Let me explain the
mathematics to you.

We made a profit of $90 million.

That's nearly ten
times what we had.

Go tell that to Otto Burtson.

Who?

Our comrade.

The soldier who died

in the bank for that money.

When the new order takes over,

you can build him a statue.

This was a victory.

The day of wrath is almost here.

It's already here.

For him.

We're going to execute
the traitor right now.

Go for it.

I'm more useful
to you alive than dead.

You were.

Over there.

Oh, fine.

Here will do.

I want to confess.

I've been collaborating
with the U.N. shadow government,

and I would like
to admit it publicly.

You're going to be famous, Mark.

The first member

of the corrupt
intellectual elite

to admit the existence
of the global conspiracy.

It's almost worth

keeping you alive for.

You'll tell the American people

how their shadow government

is conspiring
to steal their liberty.

I'm sure Mark knows what to say.

Yeah, uh, black helicopters,
alien autopsies, liberals...

That kind of thing...
Isn't that the gist?

Yeah. Then you'll
sneak in a few words

that won't mean anything
to me or my comrades

but will tell your son
all the information

he needs to track us down.

Something about that
doesn't feel good.

That's why you'll be
reading from a script

that Ving, our resident
revolutionary philosopher,

has written for you.

If I'm reading from a cue card,

they're going to know right away

it's not an honest confession.

Then you'd better work
on your delivery.

"America is called a free...
pastry?"

Ju-just a moment.

"America's called
a free country,

"but that freedom is a lie.

"Your lives are controlled by
a secret elite that is working

"to take away those last
few rights you have left.

I know because I...
am a part of that elite."

This was delivered to every TV
and radio station in the area.

It's already hit the networks.

I can't believe this.

Well, neither will anyone else.

"We took away your jobs
and sent them overseas.

"We taxed you until you have

"barely enough money left
to survive.

"We limit your access to weapons

"by enforcing long
waiting periods

and background checks..."

At least now we know
Mark's alive.

Or he was.

Don't worry.

With the amount of attention
this tape's going to get,

they'll keep him around
for a sequel.

"sex and violence
and foul language.

"And we ordered
our federal storm troopers

"to smash any patriot
brave enough to question

what we were doing."

I've watched this
thing a dozen times,

and I still can't see it.

See what?

The message.

That's pretty clear...
Government is bad.

STEVE; If Dad thought
that this tape was

gonna be released to the media,
he would have slipped in

something that only we
would understand.

Yeah, but he couldn't this time.
Listen.

"Throughout our history,
a few brave souls have tried

"to tell you the truth...
Jim Jones, David Koresh,

"you know the other names...

But we in the elite
have silenced them."

That's not the way Mark speaks.

He's obviously reading
from a prepared speech.

Yeah, and judging

by the way
he keeps looking to the left,

I'd say he's reading
off of cue cards.

Wait a minute.

How fast can you get
this tape enhanced?

Tell me what we're looking at,
I'll let you know.

My father has presbyopia...

He needs glasses to read what's
right in front of his face.

So why is he wearing glasses
to read cards that someone

is holding up across the room?

There's something there
he wants us to see.

We're so close.

I don't think it's possible
to get any closer than we have,

but it might be fun to try.

I mean...
to the revolution...

To the new world order.

Today we have the money.

Soon, we will have the weapons

and the next century
can be ours.

So why am I the only one
who still feels like cele...

You know how I feel about you.

The revolution is more
important than anything

that exists between
a man and a woman

or a brother and a sister.

What are you talking about?

Your brother is a threat
to the new world order.

He's risking everything

just to toy with
that pathetic old man.

Carter used him
to get $90 million.

We didn't need Carter for that.

We don't need him for anything.

The only reason he's
free and alive is you.

How many banks over how many
years would we have had to rob

to get that amount of money?

How many of our comrades
would have died in the struggle?

Carter did it in one day,

and not a single soldier
had to sacrifice his life.

The struggle and the sacrifice

is what the revolution
is all about.

Each battle would have
strengthened our resolve

and awakened the
populace to our cause.

And killed the revolution
before it even started.

Do you trust me?

Yeah.

Can you be sure?

I could have killed you
the moment my brother was free.

I could have killed you anytime.

You know why I didn't?

Because I am yours.

You say the word, and I'll
give you my life right now.

You say the word,
I'll give you my brother's.

Going somewhere?

The others in the movement
are gathering in Utah for us.

You're leaving in 20 minutes
with half the cash.

I'll follow tomorrow after I've
wiped out any trace of us here.

You expect me to drive a truck
loaded with $50 million

in stolen cash across
two state borders?

I can't risk losing
all the money

if we get caught in a firefight
along the way.

What if I'm stopped?

Did you think of that?

I'm a wanted fugitive.

My face has been all over
television. I won't do it.

You will do what
I tell you to do,

and if it means dying for war,
then you will do it gladly

or you will do it right here.

Okay.

Load the truck.

I'll go.

I want you to do
something for me.

You may be my brother,

but Aaron Ving is my leader.

And your orders
are to move that
money to Utah,

and my orders are to go with you

and make sure you
do as you're told.

I can't imagine why the
government hasn't fallen yet.

Some people you should
never take hostage.

If you want to hurt Mark Sloan,

you'd better put a
bullet in his head.

Otherwise, he will find a way

to make your life miserable.

You found something
on the video?

Exactly where you said it
would be... in the reflection

on your father's glasses.

I can see the camcorder.

And the light.
What's this?

Exactly what I wondered.

So we enhanced the video
a little bit.

That's Camp Chamokomee.

The problem is,
we can't find any such place.

That's 'cause it went under
30 years ago.

It's up by Big Bear.

Looks like they're holding
Dad in the old dance hall.

How can you tell?

'Cause you never forget

where you got your first kiss.

I got mine right outside
that window.

We could be up there
by chopper in 20 minutes.

It's been a thrill
working with you.

I can't tell you
how impressed I am

with your ingenuity.

If I was all that ingenious,

I would have figured out
a way to escape by now.

Oh, don't be so hard
on yourself.

You made a complex
robbery seem easy.

But what's truly amazing is
how well you can improvise.

I especially liked
the way you used
your glasses to capture

the reflection
of Camp Chamokomee.

You knew about that?

And let me say, I was
mighty impressed.

Very quick thinking.

Then why did you
let me get away with it?

The bank robbery...

That was the whole point,
wasn't it?

ROAR is just a cover.

They don't know that, do they?

They think George Washington
was named after the state.

They're going to take
the fall for everything.

That's why you left them
half the money.

You want the police
to come here.

You want a bloody shoot-out.

Oh, a shoot-out really
isn't going to cut it.

That's why I've wired
the entire place

to blow up once
the police storm in.

The whole place
is booby-trapped
with explosives?

Well, I had to do
something to keep
myself occupied

while they were robbing banks.

So they'll die in the explosion,

and the money will burn

except for you
and your $50 million.

You're going to get away
with everything.

It's so hard to relax

even on a tropical beach
with millions in the bank

if you're an
international fugitive.

This should cut down
on the stress.

What's to stop me from telling?

Nothing at all.

Don't spare a single detail.

I'm sure he'll believe whatever

the oracle of the shadow
government has to say.

Time to go.

Our chaise lounges are waiting.

Good-bye, Doctor.

Don't spend it all in one place.

The Sweeneys have set you up.

They've wired the whole
place with explosives.

They want you to die in
a shoot-out with the police.

Hey, get the video camera.

I want the whole world
to see your execution.

Inside.

Inside!

How do you want to play this?

It's your operation.

It's your father.

Well, quietly
surround the place,

make sure
they're not expecting us,

and then hit 'em hard and fast.

Let's go.

Turn around.

You're doing exactly what
the Sweeneys want you to do.

Don't you understand?

The Sweeneys
never shared your beliefs.

They've been using you.

Well, you got that
backwards, pops.

I was using them.

I got the girl and
the hundred million.

The Sweeneys got away
with half of it.

What you have is going to burn
with the rest of us.

You're going to die
so they can sip margaritas

on some island somewhere.

Is the camera ready?

Yes, sir.

Let's do it.

You have been
found guilty
of collaborating

with the occupying forces
of the United Nations
shadow government.

The penalty

is death.

Open fire!

So much for surprise.

Move in.

Keep the camera on!

It's still rolling!

This is where we make our stand.

History will mark this as
the battle that began the war.

Nobody's going to know
what happened here today.

You'll all be dead.

Then we'll be martyrs.

You'll be silenced.

Ving, we both know
the media is controlled

by the global uber-government.

So, you admit it exists.

Are you getting

all this?!

Yes, it's rolling.

The people will never know
what happened here today.

Once again, the truth
will be suppressed.

The conspiracy
will continue, Ving.

There's a way to beat them.

How?

Let them arrest you.

That way,
there has to be a trial.

That means daily

gavel-to-gavel coverage
on Court TV.

No martyr ever got

on The Larry King Show.

Cease fire!

Drop your weapons!

We're surrendering.

I will execute anyone
who disobeys me.

On my count.

One, two...

No, Steve, don't.

Steve?!

Stay back!

Dad?!

I'm all right.

Keep your men outside.

The whole place
is wired to explode.

Steve, they're all going
to lay down their weapons.

They're going to surrender.

Ah. There it is.

Hold that,
and keep the tension on it

or we're all going to die.

It's all right.

I'm going to open the door now.

Be very careful.

I'm sure there are
more booby traps.

I knew you'd find me.

If you could tell me how.

Where are the Sweeneys?

They left in a rental truck
about an hour ago.

We're close to three freeways,
two airports,

1,000 garages and warehouses...
They could be anywhere by now.

Well, they shouldn't
be too hard to find.

Found them two miles
up the road, hitchhiking.

Looking for someone to carjack.

Their pockets
were stuffed
with cash.

Miss Sweeney, follow me.

How did you do it?

Well, as you were leaving,

I shoved some of your
money up your tailpipe.

I guess it caught
fire or something.

That's it?

Just a spur-
of-the-moment thing?

Well, luck's as good as brains

as long as it lasts.

I'll remember that.

Come on.

We have got to find a
high-security prison for him.

Mm-hmm.

In less than two minutes,

you will be tasting
the best ribs

this side of Kansas City.

You said that an hour ago.

And I meant it...
Until I noticed that Steve

forgot to turn on the oven.

Is it too late to
get my money back?

Ow!

Don't worry about it.

Tomorrow we're going to
interview

some professional chefs.

Oh, I was wondering how you two

were going to run this place
and keep your day jobs.

Yeah, we're going to leave it
all to the pros

except the sauce.

That will remain our secret.

Have I told you
about the sauce? It'll...

"Char the taste
buds off my tongue

and sear the lining
of my stomach"?

I think you told her.

He also told me
not to eat all day

so I'd have a really
big appetite. Good news.

It worked... really well.

Everything's under control.

Oops. Jesse?

I'm going to go
check on the ribs.

Nice place.

Yeah, it's nice.

Mmm. It's good
when people get
what they want.

It's great when people get
what they've always wanted.

When they find
out that they
still want it.

Mm-hmm.

I have something to tell you.

Me, too.

Okay, you first.

You go.

No, ladies...

You go f...

Amanda...

Okay. You know, these...

these past few months, and, um,
everything that's happened, I...

I...

I just want
to let you know I love you

and I really was happy
in Virginia.

I just want you to know that.

But this is your home.

Yeah, and I never realized that
until I nearly lost it all,

and besides, you and I,
we do really well

with this long-distance thing,
don't we?

Yeah, we're good.

So, tell me what you
were going to tell me.

Well, it's not
important, but, uh...

Yes, it is. I want
to know what it is.

I've been reassigned to, uh,
this really high-profile post.

It's... the FBI liaison

to Interpol's
Worldwide Terrorism Unit.

That's great.

The assignment's
for six months...

in London.

London?

You persuade me
to go to Virginia

knowing full well
that you'd spend six months

in Europe?

But you're moving back here.

Did you know that
when you accepted the offer?

Well, I...

So typical, you know.

You know, I can think
of only one thing

to say to you right now.

What's that?

I'll be waiting for you
to come back.

Ladies and gentlemen, the new
management of Barbecue Bob's

is proud to announce
that dinner is served.

Ah!

Careful, Dad,
those are the spicy ones.

Mmm.

I'll get you some water.

Mmm... mmm.

Ice water?

Maybe just the ice.

You don't look too good.

Breathe, Dad.
Just-just breathe.

You'll be fine.