Todd McFarlane's Spawn (1997–1999): Season 2, Episode 1 - Home, Bitter Home - full transcript
In the Season Two premiere, Spawn's nightmares reveal that Al Simmons' killer was his mercenary ex-partner, Chapel. CIA chief Jason Wynn tells Chapel to find a cache of stolen guns before they are uncovered and traced back to him.
400 YEARS
HAVE PASSED.
ONCE AGAIN,
IT IS TIME
FOR A NEW WARRIOR
TO EMERGE
FROM THE DARKNESS.
HOW DID
THIS HAPPEN TO ME?
YOU MADE A DEAL, YOU
STUPID SON-OF-A-BITCH.
YOU CUT A DEAL FOR YOUR SOUL.
JESUS!
STAY OUT... HIS ALLEYS.
RED CLOAK.
I THINK HE SAID "CLOAK", SIR.
YOU CAME BACK FOR HER, SPAWN.
YOU CAME BACK FOR WANDA.
THIS IS A CENTRAL
INTELLIGENCE AGENCY
SECURITY SHIP COMMANDER.
YOU HAVE ENTERED A
RESTRICTED ORDNANCE
STORAGE FACILITY.
I'M NOT INTERESTED IN
CODE NUMBERS, TERRY.
WE LOST A RATHER LARGE
NUMBER OF WEAPONS
FROM THAT ORDNANCE
ANNEX A WEEK AGO.
IT MAY HAVE BEEN
AN INSIDE JOB, SIR.
WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?
LET'S FOCUS.
THE GUNS, THAT'S
WHAT THIS IS ABOUT,
NOTHING ELSE.
NOT WORRIED ABOUT
THE BOY SCOUT?
TERRY'S BEING MONITORED
JUST LIKE EVERYONE ELSE.
SOMEONE'S GOT YOUR WEAPONS.
SO THAT'S IT NOW...
IT'S BECOME AN EYE-FOR-AN-EYE.
LISTEN OLD MAN,
THE GOVERNMENT TAUGHT
ME HOW TO FIGHT, HOW TO KILL.
IT'S ALL I GOT LEFT.
IF YOU DON'T HAVE
THE STOMACH FOR IT,
GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE.
THERE ARE FORCES
AT WORK HERE, CHAPEL.
SHADOW PLAYERS WHO
DECIDED TO REMAIN NAMELESS
FOR THE TIME BEING.
SOMEONE'S PLAYING YOUR GAME.
WE'LL SEE.
HONEY, WHERE'D YOU GET THIS?
HE GAVE IT TO ME, MOMMY, HE DID.
WHO, SWEETHEART?
THE SAD MAN.
WANDA...
AL...
YOU REALLY FUCKED
YOURSELF THIS TIME.
THIS AIN'T OVER, SPAWN.
YOU MADE A FUCKING DEAL.
NO!!
BETRAYAL...
IT CUTS THE DEEPEST
WHEN THE BETRAYER'S
SOMEONE CLOSE,
SOMEONE YOU'VE TRUSTED.
THE GUY YOU THOUGHT
WAS YOUR BUDDY
AND WHO'S HAND YOU WOULD
HAVE PLACED YOUR LIFE.
IN THE CASE OF AL SIMMONS,
THE ULTIMATE BETRAYAL
WAS TO FIND HIMSELF
STARING DOWN THE
BARREL OF A FLAMETHROWER.
THE GUY AT THE OTHER
END PULLING THE TRIGGER,
THE GUY THAT HE TRUSTED,
NOW SMILING AS HE
WATCHED AL BURN ALIVE.
WHERE DO THE DEAD BELONG
IN THE WORLD OF THE LIVING?
FOR THIS NEWEST SPAWN,
MOMENTS OF PEACE NEVER COME.
HIS MEMORIES ARE FRAGMENTS
OF THE LIFE HE ONCE HAD.
FOR A HELL SPAWN,
MEMORIES REPLAY HIS
SOUL'S OWN PERSONAL HELL.
HEY, YOU'RE GONNA
HAVE TO SPEAK UP AL,
IF YOU WANT TO BE HEARD.
OH BOY, WHATCHA
DOING, TOUGH GUY?
LET ME GUESS...
YOU'RE JUST NOW REMEMBERING
WHO TORCHED YOUR SORRY ASS.
I LOVE IT WHEN THAT HAPPENS.
TIME FOR YOU TO LEARN
SOMETHING FROM ALL THIS,
SPAWN,
NO ONE CAN BE TRUSTED.
THIS WORLD ISN'T ABOUT TRUST.
IT'S ABOUT DOMINANCE
AND SUBMISSION.
IT'S ABOUT POWER.
IT'S NEVER ABOUT TRUST.
I MEAN YOU COULDN'T TRUST
YOUR SWEET LITTLE WANDA
WITH GOOD OLD TERRY, RIGHT?
YOU'RE ALONE NOW, SPAWN.
AIN'T NO ONE COVERING
YOUR BACK ANYMORE.
I LOVE IT WHEN YOU GET ROUGH.
GO ON, DO IT, LET
YOURSELF GO, SPAWN.
YOU GOT THE KILLING FEVER.
WINTER HAS
BROUGHT THE HUNTER'S MOON
WITH IT'S COLD WHITE LIGHT.
THE HUNTER'S MOON IS SO BRIGHT
THAT PREDATORS CHOOSE
THIS NIGHT FOR THE HUNT,
AND TONIGHT IN THE ALLEYS,
SPAWN CAN SENSE THAT
HE IS THE HUNTED ONE.
HEY AL, COME ON OVER.
IT'S WARM BY THE FIRE.
THE HELL SPAWN
HIDES HIMSELF AWAY,
WITH THAT INSTINCT
WHICH PREDATORS HAVE,
AWAY FROM WEARINESS,
CONFUSION, AND TORMENT.
THEY CHOOSE SOLITUDE,
HIDING IN THE SHADOWS.
THEY ARE NOT YOUR ENEMIES.
THEY ARE THE ONLY
FRIENDS YOU HAVE.
FRIENDS?!
THEY ARE MY ENEMIES!
A HELL SPAWN IS
RETURNED TO EARTH SOUL-LESS.
HIS MIND RAVAGED, HIS
MEMORY SHATTERED.
THEY TOOK EVERYTHING FROM ME!
THEY MADE ME A MONSTER.
MR. RIMERE,
WITH YOUR COUNTRY'S REPUTATION,
NO ONE IN THE FREE WORLD
WILL SELL YOU THESE
KINDS OF WEAPONS
EXCEPT FOR ME.
400 MILLION WINS YOUR WAR.
WYNN, YOU'RE A BEAUTIFUL MAN.
YOU START A WAR AND THEN
SELL ARMS TO BOTH SIDES.
WHOEVER WINS, YOU'RE
HIS NEW BEST FRIEND.
YOU HAVE YOUR DIRECTIVES.
IT'S NOT WORKING FOR ME.
THE ALLEY LOCATION
DOESN'T MAKE SENSE.
MISSILE FRAGMENTS WERE
FOUND IN THOSE ALLEYS,
SERIAL NUMBERS MATCH
OUR MISSING WEAPONS.
LET'S GET SOMETHING
CLEAR RIGHT NOW.
I OWN YOU.
I'M NOT INTERESTED IN HOW
YOU THINK THINGS SHOULD WORK,
UNDERSTOOD?
AND SPECIAL OPs HAS
RE-CONNED THE TARGET FOR YOU.
WHY AM I WASTING MY
TIME WITH THIS BULLSHIT?
WE GOT GUNS IN PRACTICALLY
EVERY THIRD WORLD COUNTRY.
WHAT'S SO SPECIAL ABOUT THESE?
I NEED THOSE GUNS
OFF THE STREET, CHAPEL.
THAT ORDNANCE IS
TRACEABLE TO ME.
CHAPEL, DID YOU
HEAR WHAT I SAID?
TONIGHT.
AHH!
ALRIGHT.
NOW THAT I HAVE
EVERYBODY'S ATTENTION,
LET'S GET THIS OVER
WITH REAL QUICK, OKAY?
THERE WERE WEAPONS
FIRED IN THIS ALLEY.
THEY LOOK LIKE THIS.
ONE WAS A SHOULDER
FIRED MISSILE.
IT MAKES A BIG NOISE.
I'M SURE YOU WOULD REMEMBER IT.
TELL ME WHERE THEY ARE
OR I'LL PUT YOU
WORTHLESS PIECES OF SHIT
OUT OF YOUR MISERY.
I DON'T KNOW.
NO, I THINK YOU'RE
SMART, OLD FART.
NOW LET'S JUST SEE HOW
HIGH THAT I.Q. OF YOURS IS.
NO, NO, NO...
TELL ME WHERE THE GUNS ARE.
BUT I DON'T KNOW.
MAYBE AL.
AL?
IS AL THE GUY WHO KNOWS
THINGS AROUND HERE?
OKAY, LET'S GO TALK TO AL.
WAIT, I TOLD YA', I TOLD YA'...
HEY, YOU'RE GONNA
HAVE TO SPEAK UP
IF YOU WANT TO BE HEARD.
JESUS... JUST A KID.
I NEVER THOUGHT THIS
JOB WOULD COME TO THIS.
WHAT?
YOU'RE GONNA HAVE
TO SPEAK UP KID,
IF YOU WANT TO BE HEARD.
IT'S NOT JUST A JOB,
IT'S AN ADVENTURE.
OH, AL...
NIGHT, ANGEL.
'NIGHT.
'NIGHT.
EVERY NIGHT YOU PUT CYAN ASLEEP
AND THEN YOU GO
BACK TO THE AGENCY.
ARE YOU GONNA TELL
ME WHAT'S GOING ON?
I WANT TO KEEP YOU SAFE, BABY.
I DON'T UNDERSTAND THIS
"CLOAK AND DAGGER" STUFF.
YOU'RE A DESK
JOCKEY, A NICE SAFE JOB.
I LIKE KNOWING I WON'T GET
A PHONE CALL IN THE NIGHT
SAYING YOU'RE MISSING OR DEAD.
I THINK I FOUND SOMETHING
THAT THEY DIDN'T
WANT ME TO FIND.
SOMETIMES THERE'S AN
AGENCY INSIDE THE AGENCY
KEEPING A LOT OF SECRETS,
BUT I'LL GET IT ALL
STRAIGHTENED OUT.
I GOTTA GO.
BE CAREFUL.
WANDA?
I FORGOT SOMETHING.
I LOVE YOU.
I LOVE YOU, TERRY.
I'LL ALWAYS COME HOME TO YOU.
DON'T WORRY.
COME ON, AMOS.
TELL ME WHAT YOU KNOW.
I DON'T KNOW, I DON'T KNOW!
LOOK AT THAT, BROKEN GLASS.
GOOD AS A SCALPEL.
THE GUNS, OUR GUNS, AMOS.
IT'S NOT LIKE YOU'RE
PROTECTING THE FAMILY JEWELS.
BUT HEY, I COULD
CUT THOSE OFF TOO.
WELL, WHAT HAVE WE HERE?
AL... AL?
ARE YOU AL?
WHAT IS THIS GAY PRIDE
DAY OR SOMETHING?
HEY, I LIKE THE MASK,
BUT I THINK THE
CAPE IS A LITTLE MUCH.
HOW THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT?
STAND UP AND I'LL SHOW YOU.
SON-OF-A-BITCH!
IT'S YOU...
CHAPEL.
I REMEMBER YOU.
IT'S OKAY, AMOS, I GOT YOU.
WHAT THE FUCK?
SAY WHAT?
THAT'S WHERE
THE STATE PRISON IS,
WHERE YOU WERE BORN.
WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?
YOUR WORST FUCKING NIGHTMARE.
SAY IT.
AL?
YEAH, WE KNOW EACH
OTHER REAL WELL.
I KNOW WHERE YOU BURIED
THAT GIRL IN GUATEMALA.
I EVEN KNOW ABOUT
THAT SINGER IN RIO.
"DON JUAN OF KILLERS", YOU SAID.
YOU'RE NOT HIM, YOU'RE NOT HIM!
WHY DON'T YOU TELL ME WHO I AM?
TELL ME, TELL ME WHO I AM!
SIMMONS?
I WANT YOU TO
FEEL WHAT IT'S LIKE,
TRAPPED IN A BOX,
NO LIGHT, NO AIR,
SUFFOCATING IN THE
DARKNESS AND LEFT TO ROT.
JESUS CHRIST.
OKAY, INVESTIGATION
RECORDS, ENTRY SEVENTY-FIVE.
TRACKING SHIPMENTS OF
GROUND AIR PATRIOT MISSILES
TO CLIENT COUNTRIES,
NOW RUNNING UP THE
NUMBERS ON TOTAL MISSILES.
ISRAEL, KUWAIT,
DATABASE CONFIRMATION
OF SERIAL NUMBERS,
ORDNANCE SHIPPED AND RECEIVED.
I GUESS THE WORLD
SLEEPS SAFELY TONIGHT,
BUT I DON'T TRUST NUMBERS.
LET'S SEE IF THERE'S
SOMETHING I CAN VERIFY.
CROSS REFERENCING,
LOCAL POSITIONING.
NO SIGNAL, NO POSITION GIVEN.
JESUS, THOSE MISSILES
NEVER ARRIVED.
ONE OF MY OWN... GIVE ME A NAME.
CEREBUS, THAT'S A
DEEP BLACK PROJECT.
BYPASSING SECURITY CODES.
SOMEONE REMOVED THE TRANSMITTER.
WHERE THE HELL
ARE THESE WEAPONS?
FITZGERALD.
SHIT!
TERRY?
TERRY?
NO ONE CAN
SURVIVE THAT NOW, COME ON!
AL, CAN YOU HEAR ME?
WHAT ARE YOU DOING, HE'S DEAD!
THE WHOLE FUCKING
BUILDING FELL ON HIM!
HERE...
OH, SHIT, OH, SHIT!
I TRUSTED YOU WITH MY LIFE.
A HUNDRED TIMES...
WE WERE PARTNERS,
JESS, BROTHERS.
COME ON, JESS.
WORK THE SCENARIO,
JUST LIKE THE OLD DAYS.
TELL ME WHY YOU DID IT.
YOU TAKE OFF THE LENS CAP?
WYNN SENT ME TO FIND YOU,
SAID YOU WERE GONNA
BE MY "ALBATROSS".
I THINK YOU CALL IT "PARTNER".
SO YOU'RE THE ONE WHO
TOOK A BULLET FOR A LIBERAL.
I GUESS THAT'S
DEDICATION ALRIGHT.
THE PRESIDENT'S THE PRESIDENT.
IS THAT RIGHT?
IN COVERT OPs, MAYBE NOT ALWAYS.
WHAT'S SO FUNNY?
I'M HERE BECAUSE I KILLED
THE FUCKING ASSASSIN.
YOU KNOW, THE ONE
YOU LET GET AWAY.
YOU WERE THE ONLY ONE I LET IN.
I TRUSTED YOU.
WHY, JESS, WHY?
YOU STUPID SON-OF-A-BITCH.
YOU WERE ALWAYS THE TARGET.
FROM THE DAY WE MET,
MY JOB WAS TO WHACK YOU.
WHEN THE TIME CAME...
WHO GAVE THE ORDER?
WHO WAS IT!
IT WAS WYNN, HE
GAVE ME THE ORDER.
BUT I WANTED TO DO IT.
WYNN?
GUESS I WON, I WON.
AHH...
YOU KNOW ME.
JESUS CHRIST!
NO!
YOU'RE NOT HIM!
TOUCH IT!
IT'S REAL, FEEL IT, YOU MADE IT.
NO, YOU CAN'T BE ALIVE.
I'M NOT, ASSHOLE.
YOU TOOK EVERYTHING FROM ME.
HEY, YOU'RE
GONNA HAVE TO SPEAK UP AL,
IF YOU WANNA BE HEARD.
OH GOD, SIMMONS.
KILL ME.
KILL ME!
FINISH IT!
THERE'S NO COMING BACK.
NO, I'M GONNA LET YOU LIVE
LONGER THAN YOU WANT TO.
NO, NO!
YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME.
I KILLED HIM, I KILLED HIM...
HE CAME BACK FROM THE DEAD.
NO ONE CAN COME
BACK FROM THE DEAD.
BUT HE DID, HE DID.
WHY JESS, WHY?
THEY KEEP COMING BACK.
I KILLED THEM.
LOOK, THEY'RE COMING BACK.
I CAN'T KILL THEM!
THEY KEEP
COMING BACK!
I KILLED THEM
BUT THEY COME BACK!
THEY WON'T STAY DEAD!
HAVE PASSED.
ONCE AGAIN,
IT IS TIME
FOR A NEW WARRIOR
TO EMERGE
FROM THE DARKNESS.
HOW DID
THIS HAPPEN TO ME?
YOU MADE A DEAL, YOU
STUPID SON-OF-A-BITCH.
YOU CUT A DEAL FOR YOUR SOUL.
JESUS!
STAY OUT... HIS ALLEYS.
RED CLOAK.
I THINK HE SAID "CLOAK", SIR.
YOU CAME BACK FOR HER, SPAWN.
YOU CAME BACK FOR WANDA.
THIS IS A CENTRAL
INTELLIGENCE AGENCY
SECURITY SHIP COMMANDER.
YOU HAVE ENTERED A
RESTRICTED ORDNANCE
STORAGE FACILITY.
I'M NOT INTERESTED IN
CODE NUMBERS, TERRY.
WE LOST A RATHER LARGE
NUMBER OF WEAPONS
FROM THAT ORDNANCE
ANNEX A WEEK AGO.
IT MAY HAVE BEEN
AN INSIDE JOB, SIR.
WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?
LET'S FOCUS.
THE GUNS, THAT'S
WHAT THIS IS ABOUT,
NOTHING ELSE.
NOT WORRIED ABOUT
THE BOY SCOUT?
TERRY'S BEING MONITORED
JUST LIKE EVERYONE ELSE.
SOMEONE'S GOT YOUR WEAPONS.
SO THAT'S IT NOW...
IT'S BECOME AN EYE-FOR-AN-EYE.
LISTEN OLD MAN,
THE GOVERNMENT TAUGHT
ME HOW TO FIGHT, HOW TO KILL.
IT'S ALL I GOT LEFT.
IF YOU DON'T HAVE
THE STOMACH FOR IT,
GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE.
THERE ARE FORCES
AT WORK HERE, CHAPEL.
SHADOW PLAYERS WHO
DECIDED TO REMAIN NAMELESS
FOR THE TIME BEING.
SOMEONE'S PLAYING YOUR GAME.
WE'LL SEE.
HONEY, WHERE'D YOU GET THIS?
HE GAVE IT TO ME, MOMMY, HE DID.
WHO, SWEETHEART?
THE SAD MAN.
WANDA...
AL...
YOU REALLY FUCKED
YOURSELF THIS TIME.
THIS AIN'T OVER, SPAWN.
YOU MADE A FUCKING DEAL.
NO!!
BETRAYAL...
IT CUTS THE DEEPEST
WHEN THE BETRAYER'S
SOMEONE CLOSE,
SOMEONE YOU'VE TRUSTED.
THE GUY YOU THOUGHT
WAS YOUR BUDDY
AND WHO'S HAND YOU WOULD
HAVE PLACED YOUR LIFE.
IN THE CASE OF AL SIMMONS,
THE ULTIMATE BETRAYAL
WAS TO FIND HIMSELF
STARING DOWN THE
BARREL OF A FLAMETHROWER.
THE GUY AT THE OTHER
END PULLING THE TRIGGER,
THE GUY THAT HE TRUSTED,
NOW SMILING AS HE
WATCHED AL BURN ALIVE.
WHERE DO THE DEAD BELONG
IN THE WORLD OF THE LIVING?
FOR THIS NEWEST SPAWN,
MOMENTS OF PEACE NEVER COME.
HIS MEMORIES ARE FRAGMENTS
OF THE LIFE HE ONCE HAD.
FOR A HELL SPAWN,
MEMORIES REPLAY HIS
SOUL'S OWN PERSONAL HELL.
HEY, YOU'RE GONNA
HAVE TO SPEAK UP AL,
IF YOU WANT TO BE HEARD.
OH BOY, WHATCHA
DOING, TOUGH GUY?
LET ME GUESS...
YOU'RE JUST NOW REMEMBERING
WHO TORCHED YOUR SORRY ASS.
I LOVE IT WHEN THAT HAPPENS.
TIME FOR YOU TO LEARN
SOMETHING FROM ALL THIS,
SPAWN,
NO ONE CAN BE TRUSTED.
THIS WORLD ISN'T ABOUT TRUST.
IT'S ABOUT DOMINANCE
AND SUBMISSION.
IT'S ABOUT POWER.
IT'S NEVER ABOUT TRUST.
I MEAN YOU COULDN'T TRUST
YOUR SWEET LITTLE WANDA
WITH GOOD OLD TERRY, RIGHT?
YOU'RE ALONE NOW, SPAWN.
AIN'T NO ONE COVERING
YOUR BACK ANYMORE.
I LOVE IT WHEN YOU GET ROUGH.
GO ON, DO IT, LET
YOURSELF GO, SPAWN.
YOU GOT THE KILLING FEVER.
WINTER HAS
BROUGHT THE HUNTER'S MOON
WITH IT'S COLD WHITE LIGHT.
THE HUNTER'S MOON IS SO BRIGHT
THAT PREDATORS CHOOSE
THIS NIGHT FOR THE HUNT,
AND TONIGHT IN THE ALLEYS,
SPAWN CAN SENSE THAT
HE IS THE HUNTED ONE.
HEY AL, COME ON OVER.
IT'S WARM BY THE FIRE.
THE HELL SPAWN
HIDES HIMSELF AWAY,
WITH THAT INSTINCT
WHICH PREDATORS HAVE,
AWAY FROM WEARINESS,
CONFUSION, AND TORMENT.
THEY CHOOSE SOLITUDE,
HIDING IN THE SHADOWS.
THEY ARE NOT YOUR ENEMIES.
THEY ARE THE ONLY
FRIENDS YOU HAVE.
FRIENDS?!
THEY ARE MY ENEMIES!
A HELL SPAWN IS
RETURNED TO EARTH SOUL-LESS.
HIS MIND RAVAGED, HIS
MEMORY SHATTERED.
THEY TOOK EVERYTHING FROM ME!
THEY MADE ME A MONSTER.
MR. RIMERE,
WITH YOUR COUNTRY'S REPUTATION,
NO ONE IN THE FREE WORLD
WILL SELL YOU THESE
KINDS OF WEAPONS
EXCEPT FOR ME.
400 MILLION WINS YOUR WAR.
WYNN, YOU'RE A BEAUTIFUL MAN.
YOU START A WAR AND THEN
SELL ARMS TO BOTH SIDES.
WHOEVER WINS, YOU'RE
HIS NEW BEST FRIEND.
YOU HAVE YOUR DIRECTIVES.
IT'S NOT WORKING FOR ME.
THE ALLEY LOCATION
DOESN'T MAKE SENSE.
MISSILE FRAGMENTS WERE
FOUND IN THOSE ALLEYS,
SERIAL NUMBERS MATCH
OUR MISSING WEAPONS.
LET'S GET SOMETHING
CLEAR RIGHT NOW.
I OWN YOU.
I'M NOT INTERESTED IN HOW
YOU THINK THINGS SHOULD WORK,
UNDERSTOOD?
AND SPECIAL OPs HAS
RE-CONNED THE TARGET FOR YOU.
WHY AM I WASTING MY
TIME WITH THIS BULLSHIT?
WE GOT GUNS IN PRACTICALLY
EVERY THIRD WORLD COUNTRY.
WHAT'S SO SPECIAL ABOUT THESE?
I NEED THOSE GUNS
OFF THE STREET, CHAPEL.
THAT ORDNANCE IS
TRACEABLE TO ME.
CHAPEL, DID YOU
HEAR WHAT I SAID?
TONIGHT.
AHH!
ALRIGHT.
NOW THAT I HAVE
EVERYBODY'S ATTENTION,
LET'S GET THIS OVER
WITH REAL QUICK, OKAY?
THERE WERE WEAPONS
FIRED IN THIS ALLEY.
THEY LOOK LIKE THIS.
ONE WAS A SHOULDER
FIRED MISSILE.
IT MAKES A BIG NOISE.
I'M SURE YOU WOULD REMEMBER IT.
TELL ME WHERE THEY ARE
OR I'LL PUT YOU
WORTHLESS PIECES OF SHIT
OUT OF YOUR MISERY.
I DON'T KNOW.
NO, I THINK YOU'RE
SMART, OLD FART.
NOW LET'S JUST SEE HOW
HIGH THAT I.Q. OF YOURS IS.
NO, NO, NO...
TELL ME WHERE THE GUNS ARE.
BUT I DON'T KNOW.
MAYBE AL.
AL?
IS AL THE GUY WHO KNOWS
THINGS AROUND HERE?
OKAY, LET'S GO TALK TO AL.
WAIT, I TOLD YA', I TOLD YA'...
HEY, YOU'RE GONNA
HAVE TO SPEAK UP
IF YOU WANT TO BE HEARD.
JESUS... JUST A KID.
I NEVER THOUGHT THIS
JOB WOULD COME TO THIS.
WHAT?
YOU'RE GONNA HAVE
TO SPEAK UP KID,
IF YOU WANT TO BE HEARD.
IT'S NOT JUST A JOB,
IT'S AN ADVENTURE.
OH, AL...
NIGHT, ANGEL.
'NIGHT.
'NIGHT.
EVERY NIGHT YOU PUT CYAN ASLEEP
AND THEN YOU GO
BACK TO THE AGENCY.
ARE YOU GONNA TELL
ME WHAT'S GOING ON?
I WANT TO KEEP YOU SAFE, BABY.
I DON'T UNDERSTAND THIS
"CLOAK AND DAGGER" STUFF.
YOU'RE A DESK
JOCKEY, A NICE SAFE JOB.
I LIKE KNOWING I WON'T GET
A PHONE CALL IN THE NIGHT
SAYING YOU'RE MISSING OR DEAD.
I THINK I FOUND SOMETHING
THAT THEY DIDN'T
WANT ME TO FIND.
SOMETIMES THERE'S AN
AGENCY INSIDE THE AGENCY
KEEPING A LOT OF SECRETS,
BUT I'LL GET IT ALL
STRAIGHTENED OUT.
I GOTTA GO.
BE CAREFUL.
WANDA?
I FORGOT SOMETHING.
I LOVE YOU.
I LOVE YOU, TERRY.
I'LL ALWAYS COME HOME TO YOU.
DON'T WORRY.
COME ON, AMOS.
TELL ME WHAT YOU KNOW.
I DON'T KNOW, I DON'T KNOW!
LOOK AT THAT, BROKEN GLASS.
GOOD AS A SCALPEL.
THE GUNS, OUR GUNS, AMOS.
IT'S NOT LIKE YOU'RE
PROTECTING THE FAMILY JEWELS.
BUT HEY, I COULD
CUT THOSE OFF TOO.
WELL, WHAT HAVE WE HERE?
AL... AL?
ARE YOU AL?
WHAT IS THIS GAY PRIDE
DAY OR SOMETHING?
HEY, I LIKE THE MASK,
BUT I THINK THE
CAPE IS A LITTLE MUCH.
HOW THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT?
STAND UP AND I'LL SHOW YOU.
SON-OF-A-BITCH!
IT'S YOU...
CHAPEL.
I REMEMBER YOU.
IT'S OKAY, AMOS, I GOT YOU.
WHAT THE FUCK?
SAY WHAT?
THAT'S WHERE
THE STATE PRISON IS,
WHERE YOU WERE BORN.
WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?
YOUR WORST FUCKING NIGHTMARE.
SAY IT.
AL?
YEAH, WE KNOW EACH
OTHER REAL WELL.
I KNOW WHERE YOU BURIED
THAT GIRL IN GUATEMALA.
I EVEN KNOW ABOUT
THAT SINGER IN RIO.
"DON JUAN OF KILLERS", YOU SAID.
YOU'RE NOT HIM, YOU'RE NOT HIM!
WHY DON'T YOU TELL ME WHO I AM?
TELL ME, TELL ME WHO I AM!
SIMMONS?
I WANT YOU TO
FEEL WHAT IT'S LIKE,
TRAPPED IN A BOX,
NO LIGHT, NO AIR,
SUFFOCATING IN THE
DARKNESS AND LEFT TO ROT.
JESUS CHRIST.
OKAY, INVESTIGATION
RECORDS, ENTRY SEVENTY-FIVE.
TRACKING SHIPMENTS OF
GROUND AIR PATRIOT MISSILES
TO CLIENT COUNTRIES,
NOW RUNNING UP THE
NUMBERS ON TOTAL MISSILES.
ISRAEL, KUWAIT,
DATABASE CONFIRMATION
OF SERIAL NUMBERS,
ORDNANCE SHIPPED AND RECEIVED.
I GUESS THE WORLD
SLEEPS SAFELY TONIGHT,
BUT I DON'T TRUST NUMBERS.
LET'S SEE IF THERE'S
SOMETHING I CAN VERIFY.
CROSS REFERENCING,
LOCAL POSITIONING.
NO SIGNAL, NO POSITION GIVEN.
JESUS, THOSE MISSILES
NEVER ARRIVED.
ONE OF MY OWN... GIVE ME A NAME.
CEREBUS, THAT'S A
DEEP BLACK PROJECT.
BYPASSING SECURITY CODES.
SOMEONE REMOVED THE TRANSMITTER.
WHERE THE HELL
ARE THESE WEAPONS?
FITZGERALD.
SHIT!
TERRY?
TERRY?
NO ONE CAN
SURVIVE THAT NOW, COME ON!
AL, CAN YOU HEAR ME?
WHAT ARE YOU DOING, HE'S DEAD!
THE WHOLE FUCKING
BUILDING FELL ON HIM!
HERE...
OH, SHIT, OH, SHIT!
I TRUSTED YOU WITH MY LIFE.
A HUNDRED TIMES...
WE WERE PARTNERS,
JESS, BROTHERS.
COME ON, JESS.
WORK THE SCENARIO,
JUST LIKE THE OLD DAYS.
TELL ME WHY YOU DID IT.
YOU TAKE OFF THE LENS CAP?
WYNN SENT ME TO FIND YOU,
SAID YOU WERE GONNA
BE MY "ALBATROSS".
I THINK YOU CALL IT "PARTNER".
SO YOU'RE THE ONE WHO
TOOK A BULLET FOR A LIBERAL.
I GUESS THAT'S
DEDICATION ALRIGHT.
THE PRESIDENT'S THE PRESIDENT.
IS THAT RIGHT?
IN COVERT OPs, MAYBE NOT ALWAYS.
WHAT'S SO FUNNY?
I'M HERE BECAUSE I KILLED
THE FUCKING ASSASSIN.
YOU KNOW, THE ONE
YOU LET GET AWAY.
YOU WERE THE ONLY ONE I LET IN.
I TRUSTED YOU.
WHY, JESS, WHY?
YOU STUPID SON-OF-A-BITCH.
YOU WERE ALWAYS THE TARGET.
FROM THE DAY WE MET,
MY JOB WAS TO WHACK YOU.
WHEN THE TIME CAME...
WHO GAVE THE ORDER?
WHO WAS IT!
IT WAS WYNN, HE
GAVE ME THE ORDER.
BUT I WANTED TO DO IT.
WYNN?
GUESS I WON, I WON.
AHH...
YOU KNOW ME.
JESUS CHRIST!
NO!
YOU'RE NOT HIM!
TOUCH IT!
IT'S REAL, FEEL IT, YOU MADE IT.
NO, YOU CAN'T BE ALIVE.
I'M NOT, ASSHOLE.
YOU TOOK EVERYTHING FROM ME.
HEY, YOU'RE
GONNA HAVE TO SPEAK UP AL,
IF YOU WANNA BE HEARD.
OH GOD, SIMMONS.
KILL ME.
KILL ME!
FINISH IT!
THERE'S NO COMING BACK.
NO, I'M GONNA LET YOU LIVE
LONGER THAN YOU WANT TO.
NO, NO!
YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME.
I KILLED HIM, I KILLED HIM...
HE CAME BACK FROM THE DEAD.
NO ONE CAN COME
BACK FROM THE DEAD.
BUT HE DID, HE DID.
WHY JESS, WHY?
THEY KEEP COMING BACK.
I KILLED THEM.
LOOK, THEY'RE COMING BACK.
I CAN'T KILL THEM!
THEY KEEP
COMING BACK!
I KILLED THEM
BUT THEY COME BACK!
THEY WON'T STAY DEAD!