Armed Response
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- Year:
- 2017
- 93 min
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How was last night?
Yeah, good times.
-You doing okay today, buddy?
-Yeah, I'm all right.
- Smart to come?
- Yeah. Gotta keep the peepers open.
You know...
You know what? I'm just glad
to be back on friendly shores.
-Preach.
-Nothing like winters in the Hindu Kush.
Man.
Proximity alert.
Back to work.
No f***ing way.
All right, people.
We're on the clock.
Stack up and move out.
Double-time.
Let's go. Move, let's go.
Come on, let's go, move!
O'Neill.
Alex. Stack.
Ready?
Help me.
Who's there?!
Damn it.
I'm going to beat you!
God! I'm hurting!
I'm hurting!
Doing good, kiddo!
You're so slow!
Here comes papa bear!
Here comes papa bear!
You'd better start speeding up!
You'd better start speeding up!
-Daddy!
-Danielle, use your brakes!
-I can't stop!
-Danielle!
-Brakes! Danielle!
-Daddy!
-Brake!
-Help me!
Hey... Isaac.
I could have killed you.
Sorry, I'm...
been preoccupied.
I understand
better than most.
All right, so what broke?
- That obvious?
- Yeah.
After all these years?
Yeah.
Well, we lost contact
with site nine.
Who's inside?
Thomas, Rainier, Alex...
O'Neill, Tilson.
Any alarms, distress calls?
Quiet as a church mouse.
And the feed was clean
before it cut off.
No, no, no, Langley can
remote-access that.
We tried that.
Completely offline.
Temples don't go offline.
-But no system is perfect, Gabriel.
-Mine is.
It has to be.
But your boys
need your help.
I need your help.
He got him.
Hey, Riley.
-It's nice to see you.
-You, too.
We weren't the same
without the big brain.
Sorry I didn't
return your messages.
You have nothing to apologize
for. Glad your back.
Thank you.
It's nice to be back.
-Brett, what's up.
-Gabriel?
Nice to see you.
Paul Orniaz.
Paul's been helping out
since you were...
- rotated home.
- Okay.
He has
a particular focus.
-Which is?
-You.
Okay, we ready?
Let's do it.
Let's go, we have a three-hour
ride ahead of us.
I've read every one
of your tech briefs 10 times,
but I've never seen
a Temple in action.
They really are
giant lie detectors.
Calling a Temple a lie detector
is like calling the space
shuttle a Cessna, kid.
We built the first in Taloqan.
-Afghanistan.
-Now there's 12 around the world.
Thirteen.
Beijing went online two weeks ago.
Really?
I just can't believe there's
one here on American soil.
Bad guys don't
just work overseas.
You can beat a polygraph by sticking
a tack in your shoe,
and enhanced interrogations
take too long.
Suspects lie.
Computers don't.
Watch and learn.
All I need
is the account number.
If I knew it, you would have it.
He's lying.
He's visualizing
a series of numbers.
It starts with three...
seven...
nine...
four.
So there's nothing you can tell
me about account number 3794?
So when is the attack
going down?
Monday, Wednesday, or Friday?
Tuesday?
Thursday?
Come on, talk.
-Talk.
-Saturday.
-Saturday.
-Saturday.
Thursday? Thursday?
It's Thursday.
Every time you say Thursday,
-his readings spike.
-Thursday?
Temples expose patterns
that we can only theorize about.
I mean, they're not available
to the naked eye...
until now.
Tyler, Saeed,
how we looking?
Free and easy.
Not a creature stirring.
All clear.
Genius, you made it look
just like a prison.
It is a prison.
Sorry?
Ran out of funding
right after it was finished.
It's perfect for our needs.
The Temple in Vienna is inside
an abandoned opera house.
We've had one cruising the
Mediterranean for three years.
See, Temples are systems.
They can be applied anywhere.
Hey.
-Good to see you, Gabe.
-Welcome back, Gabe.
-You're up, Gabe.
-All right.
That's strange,
the cameras are offline.
All right, it should be synced.
Gabriel Arkona,
director of science
and technology,
72 Byron Hastings.
Keep your eyes open.
Okay, let's suit up.
Let's do it.
Left flank,
right flank, on deck.
Thomas!
Say "on deck," Thomas.
Alex, Rainier, Tilson,
do you copy?
Clear it!
Clear.
[Clear.
Access denied.
No, I'm not getting access.
We gotta get to command and control.
Let's move it.
Temple power inaccessible.
This place
is a ghost town.
We find our team
and get out.
Go!
Paul...
did you train
with that gun?
Of course.
Well, it works better
with the safety off.
Go.
Strange, they wouldn't
just abandon this place.
It wasn't abandoned.
They have to be here.
Go.
Tyler, Saeed,
hold this section.
Where is everybody?
Okay. What's going on?
What's going on?
Okay, we're functional,
but this...
-This is strange.
-What?
The power is below ten percent.
The Temple's running on fumes right now.
It's dead.
Don't waste your time.
Signal's jammed in here.
-Have any idea what drained it?
-I don't know.
How do you not know?
Backup generator engaged.
Got the emergency lights on.
That's all I can do from here.
Okay, we do it by foot,
two by two.
Paul, you stay here.
Gabe, you stay here, too.
No, sir, I need to get utility and
figure out this power situation.
Cap, I didn't come here
to sit on the sidelines.
Okay.
Stay here.
Take it slow.
You ever gonna to stop
being my TO?
Never if you're lucky.
Clear.
Clear.
Find something?
I'm not sure.
Clear.
Sh*t!
What?
Alex.
I found Alex.
He's dead.
Copy.
Keep searching.
Move out.
Clear.
Clear.
Clear.
Access denied.
Access denied.
Temple tower inaccessible.
Guys?
Hello?
Come on.
They got O'Neill.
She's gone.
Sh*t.
What?
Found Thomas.
He's gone.
What do I
tell Shelly?
Or Anne.
Or O'Neill's husband.
Lawrence.
Last deep sea-run, Alex told me
he was getting engaged.
Asked me to be
his best man.
What the hell's going on here,
Chief?
What's that?
Sh*t!
-Let's go.
- Temple lockdown commencing in ten...
four...
Paul, it's locking down!
Three...
Gabe!
It won't let me reset.
Come on, hold it!
-Gabe, talk to me.
It won't let me reset!
Temple locked down.
The interior systems are active, but
all external protocols are offline.
-What?
-In English, please!
We're trapped.
Gabriel and Paul,
meet me back at command control.
The rest of you, keep searching.
Figured out what
dropped the power?
Not what but when.
Last night, a huge surge
in the system.
What's that?
Sensory deprivation.
We use it to subdue subjects
and reduce mental defenses,
but records say that one's
been auto for months.
Did you check the tank?
Up.
God!
Get your hands up!
Hands up! Easy.
We got a bogey.
A team, B team.
What are you doing here?!
-Get the f*** out!
-Get out.
Hands up.
-Riley.
-Easy!
-Riley!
-Weapons down.
-Hands up!
-Riley, what the hell you doing?!
-You don't know who this is?!
-Stand down.
Everyone, stand down,
stand down.
All of you.
Feruz Ahmadi, number three
on the FBI's most wanted list.
Number one in Afghanistan.
And he was ally
during Enduring Freedom,
but his methods
were unacceptable.
He used the war
to eliminate his rivals
and solidify his power.
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