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He hears...everything.
As a matter of fact, I do.
What did Cox pull him out early for?
Barnes used to work for him when he was still a cop in the field, remember?
Don't remind me.
What the hell happened?
Lindenmeyer developed neural connectors that tap directly into the nervous system. If the simulator isn't calibrated properly, experiencing death in this level of VR is like experiencing death within a dream. The experience becomes real.
Simulations are supposed to give participants practice in realistic, dangerous scenarios while protecting them from the risks they are exposed to in the real world.
I was assured the problem was corrected.
It makes me nervous just seeing him in a uniform. I will never forget the first time I saw the photos from the crime scene.
Neither will the public. The media has caught wind of his pardon. Unless Mr. Barnes starts giving me some tangible results, I'm going to put him back in his cage.
I watched your simulation, Mr. Barnes. Very impressive. You know, you're the only one to ever go up against Sid 6.7 who is still alive.
Only because I got pulled out early.
Nobody else ever got anywhere near him. Nobody else... understands him like you do.
Think you can do it?
Not from in here.
This is a full pardon. It authorizes your immediate release.
What happens if I can't catch him?
If Sid 6.7 hasn't killed you, we throw you back in here and you serve out the rest of your sentence.
How do you know I won't run?
Barnes, where the hell have you been?!
Trying to find out where the bomb is. Where the hell have you been?
What did you find out?
Call off the manhunt looking for me. I didn't kill the transport guards.
It's already been called off. Witnesses confirmed you weren't the shooter. Did you find out where the bomb is?
No, but I've confirmed the reelection rally is the target. How much C4 is missing?
Enough to level an entire city block.
If I were you, I'd get every demolition team in the city searching in and around the Biltmore Hotel.
Demolition teams have searched everywhere in and around the hotel. I don't know where...
Sid is smart enough to know you'd check everywhere in the immediate area. Whatever the device is, he's probably got it timed to move into position just before it detonates. Have the demo teams check every subway tunnel, water pipe, gas pipe, and sewer pipe that goes under, over, or into the arena.
You know how much man power you're talking about?
You're the highest law enforcement official in the country. Use the fucking army if you need to.
This better not be a wild goose chase.
Or what, you'll authorize my death a second time today?
Don't forget, convict, if this psycho isn't stopped, you go right back to rotting in a prison cell.
Ms. Deane, you wanted to see me?
We have an emergency situation which requires somebody with expertise in criminal psychology. Under the authority vested in me by the President, I'm giving you temporary reassignment.
What's the assignment?
You're going to put your theories to practice. I'm sending you into the field.
That's also where Mr. Barnes lost his arms to Mathew Grimes' booby trap. What's your point, Dr. Carter?
Letting a lunatic like Parker Barnes loose in the free world is like lighting a fuse. At some point, he will go off you saw what happened in the simulator. The risk to the public is unacceptably dangerous.
Not if you're with him every step of the way.
The man played judge, jury, and executioner with eight people's lives. He lost control and is capable of doing it again.
I understand the risks involved here. But there is nobody better qualified to go after Sid 6.7 than Barnes. And, there is nobody who knows him better than you. If a situation becomes volatile, you will find a way to quell it. I have complete confidence in you.
... illegal search of Lindenmeyer' s duplex. Eleven civilian vehicles damaged or destroyed. Twentyfour citizen complaints. And the calls are just starting to come in... I forgot what it's like to have you on the streets.
Any sign of Lindenmeyer?
None. He could be hiding, he could be helping Sid, or could be in little pieces on Santa Monica beach. Any idea what Sid's going to do next?
Until we know what new influences are affecting him, we can't be sure.
In other words, we collectively don't know shit.
I should have told him.
Don't blame yourself. In your shoes, I don't think I would have told Parker, either. So do you think Grimes has become the dominant personality?
I'm not sure. My guess is that's what Sid wants us to think.
You think he's smart?
Captain, I'm afraid of how smart Sid 6.7 is. But I'm even more afraid of what's he's becoming.
There is no way Parker killed those guards. No way.
I think we both know who did. What's so urgent?
I need your help
Why didn't anybody tell me?!
I don't set policy. You have the key?
Give me 30 seconds, then flip every switch you can reach.
Got it.
You all right?
Why'd.. .you pull me out?
Donley started experiencing the attack for real. If I hadn't gotten you out, the same thing would have happened to you. You may not believe this, Parker,
What the hell did you have to shoot the busboy for?
He was a computer program for crissake.
You were supposed to act as if everything was real.
Real, my ass. It's an overblown game. Anybody ever catch that fucking psycho?
Before you, nobody else had gotten close enough to Sid 6.7 to take a shot at him. Hell, nobody else had even been able to start tracking him before he got to them first. New scar you making it okay in there?
I'm getting by.
But with the six months off I get for being your guinea pig, I've only got to survive another 17 years, 5 months, and 23 days.
Don't give up, Parker. Not ever.
You know those cheesy Christmas cards of your family under that tree in your back yard you keep sending me every year?
What about them?
Do me a favor keep sending them.
You're wasting your time. I'm not going to play any more of your goddam games.
Parker Barnes, I'd like you to meet Crime Czar Elizabeth Deane.
It's too early in the morning for me to be cordial. You got any coffee?
These were taken inside LETAC an hour ago. Pretty pictures, aren't they?
I've seen worse.
Name was Clyde Reilly. Hardware specialist. LETAC surveillance cameras got a picture of the perp as he left the building.
Jesus Christ. Can you kill it?
If you can catch him.
She's going to help you understand what makes Sid 6.7 tick.
What she's going to do is get in my way.
This is the personnel file on the programmer, Lindenmeyer. There might be something in it you can use.
She wasn't part of the deal, Cox.
Fine you want to stay here?
Officers in Toluca Lake just found an affluent couple...completely gutted. So were the first two cops to arrive on scene.
Their weapons missing?
Sid 6.7 is now armed.
Where's my gun?
Don't worry, they have no idea where you are.
You sonofabitch. How could you let them put the implant in my head? How?
She saved your life, Parker. She didn't have to, but she did.
Then I guess we're even.
When this is over, will you get this goddam thing out of my head?
On my life, I promise you I will.
If you're lying, I'll hunt you down and kill you myself.
My first two pairs of convicts suffered the same fate.

He hears...everything.

As a matter of fact, I do.

What did Cox pull him out early for?

Barnes used to work for him when he was still a cop in the field, remember?

Don't remind me.

What the hell happened?

Lindenmeyer developed neural connectors that tap directly into the nervous system. If the simulator isn't calibrated properly, experiencing death in this level of VR is like experiencing death within a dream. The experience becomes real.

Simulations are supposed to give participants practice in realistic, dangerous scenarios while protecting them from the risks they are exposed to in the real world.

I was assured the problem was corrected.

It makes me nervous just seeing him in a uniform. I will never forget the first time I saw the photos from the crime scene.

Neither will the public. The media has caught wind of his pardon. Unless Mr. Barnes starts giving me some tangible results, I'm going to put him back in his cage.

I watched your simulation, Mr. Barnes. Very impressive. You know, you're the only one to ever go up against Sid 6.7 who is still alive.

Only because I got pulled out early.

Nobody else ever got anywhere near him. Nobody else... understands him like you do.

Think you can do it?

Not from in here.

This is a full pardon. It authorizes your immediate release.

What happens if I can't catch him?

If Sid 6.7 hasn't killed you, we throw you back in here and you serve out the rest of your sentence.

How do you know I won't run?

Barnes, where the hell have you been?!

Trying to find out where the bomb is. Where the hell have you been?

What did you find out?

Call off the manhunt looking for me. I didn't kill the transport guards.

It's already been called off. Witnesses confirmed you weren't the shooter. Did you find out where the bomb is?

No, but I've confirmed the reelection rally is the target. How much C4 is missing?

Enough to level an entire city block.

If I were you, I'd get every demolition team in the city searching in and around the Biltmore Hotel.

Demolition teams have searched everywhere in and around the hotel. I don't know where...

Sid is smart enough to know you'd check everywhere in the immediate area. Whatever the device is, he's probably got it timed to move into position just before it detonates. Have the demo teams check every subway tunnel, water pipe, gas pipe, and sewer pipe that goes under, over, or into the arena.

You know how much man power you're talking about?

You're the highest law enforcement official in the country. Use the fucking army if you need to.

This better not be a wild goose chase.

Or what, you'll authorize my death a second time today?

Don't forget, convict, if this psycho isn't stopped, you go right back to rotting in a prison cell.

Ms. Deane, you wanted to see me?

We have an emergency situation which requires somebody with expertise in criminal psychology. Under the authority vested in me by the President, I'm giving you temporary reassignment.

What's the assignment?

You're going to put your theories to practice. I'm sending you into the field.

That's also where Mr. Barnes lost his arms to Mathew Grimes' booby trap. What's your point, Dr. Carter?

Letting a lunatic like Parker Barnes loose in the free world is like lighting a fuse. At some point, he will go off you saw what happened in the simulator. The risk to the public is unacceptably dangerous.

Not if you're with him every step of the way.

The man played judge, jury, and executioner with eight people's lives. He lost control and is capable of doing it again.

I understand the risks involved here. But there is nobody better qualified to go after Sid 6.7 than Barnes. And, there is nobody who knows him better than you. If a situation becomes volatile, you will find a way to quell it. I have complete confidence in you.

... illegal search of Lindenmeyer' s duplex. Eleven civilian vehicles damaged or destroyed. Twentyfour citizen complaints. And the calls are just starting to come in... I forgot what it's like to have you on the streets.

Any sign of Lindenmeyer?

None. He could be hiding, he could be helping Sid, or could be in little pieces on Santa Monica beach. Any idea what Sid's going to do next?

Until we know what new influences are affecting him, we can't be sure.

In other words, we collectively don't know shit.

I should have told him.

Don't blame yourself. In your shoes, I don't think I would have told Parker, either. So do you think Grimes has become the dominant personality?

I'm not sure. My guess is that's what Sid wants us to think.

You think he's smart?

Captain, I'm afraid of how smart Sid 6.7 is. But I'm even more afraid of what's he's becoming.

There is no way Parker killed those guards. No way.

I think we both know who did. What's so urgent?

I need your help

Why didn't anybody tell me?!

I don't set policy. You have the key?

Give me 30 seconds, then flip every switch you can reach.

Got it.

You all right?

Why'd.. .you pull me out?

Donley started experiencing the attack for real. If I hadn't gotten you out, the same thing would have happened to you. You may not believe this, Parker,

What the hell did you have to shoot the busboy for?

He was a computer program for crissake.

You were supposed to act as if everything was real.

Real, my ass. It's an overblown game. Anybody ever catch that fucking psycho?

Before you, nobody else had gotten close enough to Sid 6.7 to take a shot at him. Hell, nobody else had even been able to start tracking him before he got to them first. New scar you making it okay in there?

I'm getting by.

But with the six months off I get for being your guinea pig, I've only got to survive another 17 years, 5 months, and 23 days.

Don't give up, Parker. Not ever.

You know those cheesy Christmas cards of your family under that tree in your back yard you keep sending me every year?

What about them?

Do me a favor keep sending them.

You're wasting your time. I'm not going to play any more of your goddam games.

Parker Barnes, I'd like you to meet Crime Czar Elizabeth Deane.

It's too early in the morning for me to be cordial. You got any coffee?

These were taken inside LETAC an hour ago. Pretty pictures, aren't they?

I've seen worse.

Name was Clyde Reilly. Hardware specialist. LETAC surveillance cameras got a picture of the perp as he left the building.

Jesus Christ. Can you kill it?

If you can catch him.

She's going to help you understand what makes Sid 6.7 tick.

What she's going to do is get in my way.

This is the personnel file on the programmer, Lindenmeyer. There might be something in it you can use.

She wasn't part of the deal, Cox.

Fine you want to stay here?

Officers in Toluca Lake just found an affluent couple...completely gutted. So were the first two cops to arrive on scene.

Their weapons missing?

Sid 6.7 is now armed.

Where's my gun?

Don't worry, they have no idea where you are.

You sonofabitch. How could you let them put the implant in my head? How?

She saved your life, Parker. She didn't have to, but she did.

Then I guess we're even.

When this is over, will you get this goddam thing out of my head?

On my life, I promise you I will.

If you're lying, I'll hunt you down and kill you myself.

My first two pairs of convicts suffered the same fate.