Breach Page #7
And excellent.
Keep thinking those
patriotic thoughts.
And that's good.
Little straighter.
Beautiful. Excellent.
You're gonna love that one.
Stop.
Stop.
Mr. Hanssen,
we can get another tie.
I don't like being
scrutinized.
Hey, I found you.
I was on my way
to the range,
so I called
your office.
see if you're the dead shot
I've been hearing you are.
Look, maybe
some other time, Rich.
I'm not in the mood
just now.
Me, neither.
Let's take it out
on some targets.
Fine.
(GUN FIRING)
RICH:
Shameful.Double or nothing?
(WHISPERING)
Wrong pocket.
(DOOR BEEPING)
Oh, sh*t.
Holy Mary, Mother of God,
pray for us sinners now,
and at the hour
of our death. Amen.
(KEYS JINGLING)
Oh.
Sorry.
How'd it go?
It didn't.
I don't know
why they thought
I'd just sit there
while some
f*ggot photographer
got his jollies.
I've got work to do.
Should I reschedule it?
No. Mmm-mmm.
(ZIPPERS ZIPPING)
(COMPUTER POWERING UP)
Hey.
Have you been
in my briefcase?
No. I just had to move it
so it wouldn't get soaked.
The water was everywhere.
Why? Did I
put it back wrong?
Sir?
All right, let's go.
VANNA:
Okay everyone.
Today, we have the study
of our health issues
about pregnancy and childbirth.
(TURNING ON TELEVISION)
This is the fetus we contain
the uterine rupture.
We know our fertility
like trauma and vaginal bleeding.
Excuse me for a bit.
I just wanna see that Bonnie
has a gift for me.
(GASPING)
A new Edible collection
of Chocolates and flowers
for Vivian.
Have fun, anyone.
Get back to work
for a hospital service.
(ALL CLAPPING)
I'll see you all next week.
Let me see the pager's text.
It's a notification for Eric.
I gotta pick up Addie
from daycare.
Just in case of the dismissal.
Would you like to
hear some music, sir?
Yes, I'm in the mood
for some Andrews Sisters.
They got any in here?
Not to my knowledge, sir.
I didn't think so.
That's good.
You've got until 5:00.
AGENT:
Yes, sir.Clear.
Jesus.
This guy could park
at the bottom of the Potomac
and come out firing.
MAN:
Yes, sir.He just arrived.
Oh, I see.
Yes, sir, I understand.
Absolutely.
Yes, sir.
I've got some bad news,
Agent Hanssen.
We're gonna have to
cut this meeting short.
I don't understand.
That was my superior.
He's called me into
an emergency meeting.
I'm sorry.
Does he know that I'm here?
Yes, sir.
Does he know who I am?
I made that clear
to him, sir, yes.
He wants me to reschedule
at your convenience.
No, thanks.
Sir?
This visit
was a courtesy.
Let's go.
Maybe there's somebody else
who can show us around.
Get the car.
Boss, I'm sorry.
I was doing you a favor
bringing you along.
I know I spoke out of turn.
When somebody takes
a sh*t on you,
you don't reschedule.
He wasn't called in
to any meeting.
It's a power play.
I didn't see it
that way.
Well, that's why
you're still a clerk.
(ANNOYED)
What's he looking for?
(TRUNK DOOR SLAMS)
GUARD:
Okay.(SIGHING)
Just take me back
to the office.
(PHONE RINGING)
Plesac
They're on their way back.
Uh-huh.
The meeting
only took 20 minutes.
They're on Wilson Boulevard,
heading back.
Sew it up.
Sir?
We're aborting. Sew it up.
How about that?
The Parkway's wide open.
I hate the Parkway.
Take E Street.
There's construction
on E Street. I heard that
on the radio this morning.
So take Constitution.
Sir, I'm SSG.
We tail people for a living.
The Parkway's faster.
Is that a fact?
MAN:
Let's go, let's go.I just paged him.
Where are we?
I'm not sure yet.
Maybe screwed.
(HORNS BLARING)
Lmbecile.
I'm sorry.
Idiot.
I'm sorry.
Is this
what they teach you
in ghosting school?
No wonder the Bureau
can never find anyone.
(HONKING)
Hey, just relax.
Don't tell me to relax.
What are you doing?
I can sit here
for an hour.
Or I can walk two blocks,
get on the other side of
this bottleneck by myself,
and take a five-minute
cab ride back to the office.
Now, which do you think
would better serve
the needs of the Bureau?
It's just traffic.
Hello, Hanssen's on foot.
PLESAC:
Good GodI put him back at the office
in 10 minutes, best case.
Your boy's killing us.
He'll be fine.
Boss. You gotta get
back in the truck, sir.
Haven't you made
enough mistakes
for one day, Eric?
Now you want to throw in
a traffic violation?
Sir, you have to
get back in the truck.
Well, why should I?
Look, don't kill me, okay?
I did something stupid.
What a shock.
I lied to you, sir.
There isn't any construction
on E Street. I made that up.
What would you
do that for?
Because I need your help.
And I was afraid
to ask if we could
make an extra stop.
I wanted to go back
to the reading room, sir.
The Catholic
Information Center.
I sort of have to.
Why?
It's Juliana.
We've been fighting
all week.
About what?
To be honest, sir,
your church.
She didn't like it, boss.
She didn't get it.
So I wanted to go back
to the reading room.
I thought
there might be some books
I could get for her,
to help her
see things better.
I figured if we were
driving right past,
It was stupid,
I know.
But there it is.
You swear to God.
Excuse me?
Swear to God
that everything
you just told me is true.
No.
I'm not gonna do that.
I wouldn't lie
about my wife,
or the church.
If you don't know that
by now,
then I sure as hell wouldn't
take the Lord's name in vain
just to prove it to you.
You know something, sir?
You do test people too much.
And I've had it.
I was asking for your help.
Have a nice walk, sir.
I'll see you
back at the office.
(CAR HORN HONKING)
Maybe...
Maybe
I overstepped.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Yeah?
O'Neill just
talked him back in.
How'd he manage that?
Hard to say
From here it looks
like he may have
proposed marriage.
He talked him
back in the car.
(SIGHS)
This needs to be mailed.
You're not
coming in, sir?
I don't have to
account to you, do I?
No, sir.
(DOOR SLAMS)
(FOOTSTEPS FADING)
(KETTLE WHISTLING)
(WOMAN MOANING)
(COUPLE PANTING)
(DOOR OPENS)
Hey.
Hi.
What are you watching?
Nothing.
Just a training tape
on surveillance.
Hanssen wanted me to make sure
the transfer was okay.
Oh.
Would you mind getting
the rest of the groceries
for me, honey?
Just a few more bags
in the car.
How was school?
It was fine. I'm just tired.
Jule.
A training tape
on surveillance?
This is not
what it looks like.
What it looks like
is he's making
pornos of Bonnie,
except she doesn't
know about it.
Everybody told me,
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