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- I love you.

- I love you so much.

Molly!

Molly!

Molly.

Oh, what the f***?

Moll!

Hello?

- Jeremy, it's Ben.

- Ben.

Ben, it's almost filled

up to the top, man.

- I know;

it's a binary explosive,

a liquid bomb,

and you're dead either way.

But I can save Molly,

so tell us what we want to know.

- "We"?

You were a part of this, Ben?

- It's just business,

my friend.

- It's not business!

- Give us the location

of Roulette.

- You're a coward, man!

You're a f***in' traitor!

You were my friend!

- Enough!

Just give us Roulette.

- You were my friend, man.

- Good-bye, Jeremy.

Molly.

- Breathe, Jeremy.

Breathe.

Take it easy. Come here.

Jeremy.

Whoa, easy, easy.

You're safe now.

Jeremy, it's Henry.

I'm Henry.

It's Henry.

Put the gun down, okay?

Everything's cool, all right?

- Jeremy?

Jeremy, I'm here.

- Molly.

- I'm okay.

- You did good, real good.

- Are you kidding, boss?

He did f***in' great.

This guy's f***in' hard-core.

- Ben, don't f***in' move!

- Jeremy?

Stop!

It's over.

- Stop what?

What's over?

What the f*** is this?

- It was merely an exercise,

and you passed, Jeremy.

You passed with flying colors.

- I don't understand.

Stay back.

- I didn't transfer

to recruitment last year.

I'm the protection detail

training coordinator,

and you're at Beltsville.

This is AOP training ground.

- You did all this?

You set all this up?

Why?

- Yeah, we've done lots of

stress tests since 9/11.

It sure beats the hell out of

a polygraph, don't you think?

And it was important, Jeremy.

It was crucial for your transfer

to the presidential detail.

Starting next month,

you're on the Asia trip.

Congratulations,

you're on your way to the show.

- Good job, Agent Reins.

- Nice work.

- Congratulations.

- Nice.

Good job.

- 911, what is your emergency?

My alter ego.

Great, great work, Agent Reins.

- Headed down the I-95.

Agent Daniel Wade, retired.

Great job.

- I had to, uh,

channel my inner actress

from my school drama days.

- We told her

about the importance

of this exercise,

and Molly agreed to help us.

- I'm so sorry.

- No.

- He's lost a lot of blood.

We got to get that leg

patched up.

- Okay.

- Sorry about

that hot-load Simunition.

Probably made it way too much.

We'll revisit that

the next exercise.

- Yeah, I think that'd be

a good idea.

- Meet you at the hospital

for debriefing.

- Hey, Ben?

You really had me, man.

- Yeah.

Well, that was the idea.

- All right,

ladies and gentlemen, great job.

Let's wrap it up and go home.

Let's clear those vehicles

over there.

We got to get

this ambulance through.

- Hey, hey, hey, hey.

It's okay.

I'm here.

- Where am I?

- You better be careful,

or you're going to rip

this thing of your arm.

You're in an ambulance.

You passed out

when they gave you a sedative

in your IV.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- How long have I been out?

- About half an hour.

- Be pulling into Walter Reed

in about 15 minutes.

- Thank you.

- How'd they get you

involved in all this?

- They paid me.

I mean, I didn't take 'em

to the cleaners or anything,

but I got what we needed.

I paid off Morgan.

- Really?

- Yeah.

Clean slate.

You're done with him.

- You Know, I didn't make a bet

since after we were apart.

- I Know. I Know.

Bastard said he lost

his best client.

- Does anybody else Know?

- Just Ben and his team.

And he Knows

you're done with it too.

He's the one that cleared you

for the presidential detail.

- Well, he'd better have.

Crazy son of a b*tch.

He went a bit extreme

with this whole thing, huh?

- Yeah.

Well, that's Ben for you.

Well, at least you get

the rest of the day off.

And it's beautiful outside.

Look.

- What?

What's so funny?

- Oh, nothing.

- Really?

The Washington Monument?

That's it?

That's where it is?

- It's not important now.

Wait, wait.

Will you marry me?

- We are married.

- Marry me again?

I just got a big-ass promotion.

What are you doing?

What the f*** is this?

What's this for?

What are you doing?

Who are you talking to?

- Did you get that?

- Washington Monument.

We have what we need.

- What are you doing?

You still playing with me?

Come on, guys.

You still testing me?

Molly, you're scaring me.

Look at me.

- Where do you want us?

- Abort plan C,

and dismantle the ER.

The operation can commence

on schedule.

- And the subject?

- Molly.

- He's broken.

Eliminate him.

- What the f*** are you doing?

- Copy that.

- I trusted you.

What are you doing?

What the f*** are you doing?

What the hell is that?

I trusted you.

I tried to change for you.

What the f*** is this?

F*** you.

- Stay down.

Hey!

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