Brooklyn Tide Page #4
- Year:
- 2016
- 75 min
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(dark, gloomy music)
- Oh.
- Sh, sh, you're okay,
just breathe, breathe.
You're alright.
I'm gonna take this, okay?
We made a great team,
I have to do this.
(labored breathing)
- Sit down, unless you
wanna die like your boss.
You were injected with
potassium cyanide.
When it reaches your
heart, you'll die.
I have the antidote.
Try not to scream.
There's a lot more goin'
on here than meets the eye.
- Ya think.
- Be quiet and listen, or
you'll give yourself a stroke.
We've been monitoring Brooklyn
Tide for some time now
because we thought they'd
Now we know.
- That's how they knew to--
- Be quiet, just be quiet.
Agent Vera showed her colors
and now the drive is gone.
Again.
It's a crime for me
to even tell you this,
but the drive contains a virus
that can destroy a
nuclear facility.
We developed it to destroy
but it can penetrate and destroy
any military or civilian
reactor in the world.
Brooklyn Tide has grown
increasingly radical
over the last two years.
There was a large
influx of money,
and a change in leadership.
And the money is coming
directly from the cartels.
- Mexico.
- Specifically the Gulf cartel.
For the past few
years the Gulf cartel
has been beaten up badly
The San Onofre
reactor in California
sits directly on the border.
- If there was incident we'd--
- We'd have to evacuate San
Diego and close the border.
lose its pipeline for weeks,
maybe months.
- Who'd make a play like that?
- Someone familiar
with our organizations,
someone who
understands reactors.
Someone who wants revenge,
even at the risk of
millions of lives.
- He's here.
- We have the park locked
down as best we can.
NYPD is taking up positions but
by tomorrow this thing
could be troubling down.
- I know where she
is, I can get it back.
- Agent Corbin,
make sure you do.
This could be our last chance.
- Well this is a nice surprise.
- [Corbin] It's a surprise,
I don't know if
I'd call it nice.
- You're alive.
That was a condition,
deal breaker.
- [Corbin] Generous to the last.
- Where are you,
still on the street?
- [Corbin] Waiting
in an ambulance.
- No hard feelings, right.
- [Corbin] Of course
not, better man won.
You look nice in a dress.
- How are you--
- [Corbin] No need
for that, not here.
- How are you--
- [Corbin] Still walking?
Where'd you meet him?
- Online.
- [Corbin] He approached you?
- I used to read his posts on
the law enforcement forums,
we got to chatting.
- [Corbin] When?
- Since I was 14.
You know you don't
sound so good.
- [Corbin] It's
been a rough day.
- Feel like you've
been hit by a truck?
- [Corbin] Not physically.
When someone you trust--
- You should ask our friend,
- [Corbin] And so will you.
- What is that suppose to mean?
- [Corbin] That he's playing
you, like everyone else.
You're just another
pawn to be cast aside
when you've played your part.
- Is this where you try
to get inside my head?
It took Clay five years,
you have 30 seconds.
truth kicks you
right in the teeth.
- What truth would
that be exactly.
- [Corbin] That what you're
doing is wrong, and you know it.
that's wrong with this world.
Our fear has become a commodity
and those in power
profit from it.
- [Corbin] Your
dad tell you that?
- My father has nothing
to do with this.
- [Corbin] I think he has
everything to do with it.
- He gave 20 years of his life
protecting our
so-called leaders.
And a few men in his detail
go to a brothel in Colombia
where it's legal, and they
throw him under the f***ing bus.
No pension, stripped
of his decorations.
He risked his life for them
and they f***ing buried him.
- [Corbin] Alright,
the system is flawed.
nuclear power plant to prove it.
- No it's more than that,
- [Corbin] No, that's
exactly what it is.
You were hurt by the system
and you wanna hurt it back,
but you'll only be hurting
the people who are part of it.
It's not perfect, but
the alternative is chaos.
- What do you know about hurt?
- [Corbin] I had a friend,
who I was closer to
than my own brother.
He saved my life and I
sent him to prison for it.
But that's my cross,
and I'll carry it.
I don't wanna make kids
sick in California.
- Who said anything
about California?
(breathing heavy)
- San Onofre, that's
where he wants the virus.
- You're lying, we're
gonna put it online,
we're gonna make them
decommission the reactors
because they're vulnerable.
- And we're gonna show them
that they're all liars.
the money's coming from?
- They have funding.
- The resources
to pull this off.
The cartels gave 'em
10 million dollars
to shut down the
rival's pipeline,
this isn't about
changing anything.
- Are you done?
- It's about drugs,
money, and revenge.
- Are you done?
- I think we both
are, it's over.
- No, it's not.
Get off me you
freak, help, help.
(grunting and groaning)
(tense music)
- Federal agent.
Ah, sh*t.
- Looking for this?
You dropped it in the path.
Like you said, it's
better this way.
- Stay away from me.
- Or what?
It was always
gonna come to this.
Once you start running, it's
only a matter of time, Vera.
- What do you know, you've
lived your whole f***ing life
by the f***ing book.
- It eats you up inside, always
looking over your shoulder,
living in fear.
- So wha'da you gonna
- No, you're gonna make a
full confession to the FBI,
maybe they'll cut you a deal.
You didn't kill
anyone, you're a kid,
a good kid in my opinion.
This doesn't have to be the end.
Everything's gonna be okay.
- It'll never be okay.
- No, no.
Clay.
(crying out)
Clay.
- Ah, ah, wait.
You know if I pull
this knife out
she's as good as dead, right?
- It's not her you
want, she's just a kid.
- With all the times
I've been betrayed,
you'd think I'd be used
to it by now, right.
- You must be very
proud of yourself,
you made her your puppet.
- People says there's
nothin' to do in prison,
- Tryin' to burn it all down.
You used to be better than that.
this nation burn, Corbin.
I could give a good
damn about it anymore.
- So everyone can
just go to hell?
- Not everyone Corbin, just you.
- I'm under the Danaka
Bridge, agent down,
repeat agent down.
(mumbling)
Please, stay with me,
stay with me Vera.
Just breathe, breathe, breathe.
- Please don't tell my dad.
- No, no, no, just breathe.
(suspenseful music)
(gunshots)
(gunshot)
Give yourself up Clay.
Half the NYPD's
closin' in on you.
You're shoot on sight.
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