Fire With Fire Page #2

Detective Cella

and his partner decided

to go after his organization.

They made cases against

some of these guys.

They wanted them to flip,

to testify for the state.

That didn't work out.

Hagan killed

Detective Celia's partner

and his partner's wife.

You gonna tell him

how the DA's office

gave up on the case?

- Stop.

That had nothing to do

with this case.

Yeah, and neither does

a half a dozen or so crimes

on Hagan's rap sheet.

Tell him the truth!

- The truth is...

we can't get Hagan

unless you testify.

The truth is

Hagan is a sociopath.

He is a stone-cold killer.

He doesn't give a f***.

I will put you

in witness protection.

The feds will keep you safe.

So my whole life just--

just goes away?

You get to keep your first name.

You-- you gotta be

f***ing kidding me.

F***ing witness protection.

All right.

I'll do it.

Thank you.

- Thank you.

I'll do it.

Your driver's license,

Mr. Coleman.

Put your bag

on the side please.

Step on through.

Thank you.

You're late.

Come on.

Right through here.

Hey, Mullen.

Mullen, they're here.

Go ahead and patch it in.

Come on in and sit down.

This is Mike Cella.

- Hey, Lieutenant.

I'm gonna be seeing you soon.

The judge moved the case up.

We go to trial in two weeks.

Oh! Thank God!

I gotta tell you, man,

I am so ready to go home.

I'll be the first to buy

you a beer-- the first of many.

And listen, thank you.

Really thank you, man.

Take care of yourself, all right?

- Okay.

Congratulations, son.

That's it.

Thank you so much.

Thank you very much.

Mmm.

- Yes!

Thank you.

Taxi taxi!

What the hell do you

think you're doing?

We're US Marshals, not amateurs.

I know you've been sneaking out

of the apartment we got you

and coming to this motel.

- I've been--

I've been seeing someone.

What, you couldn't wait

till you got back home

to start hooking up

with random girls?

It-- it's not like that, okay?

Oh.

Is she special?

Yeah.

Very.

Now I'm curious.

So tell me about her.

I said tell me about her!

She's kind of a smartass.

So far I like her

- Yeah?

She likes to run her mouth a lot.

She's beautiful.

She forgets that sometimes.

Mm-hmm.

And when this

whole thing is over,

she's coming back

to Long Beach with me.

She's thinking about it.

It wouldn't be dating

in secret anymore.

You'd finally get to meet

all my idiot friends.

It'd be like a real couple.

Maybe you feel a certain way

about this girl right now,

then when you get back home--

Nah. I know how

I feel about her.

Yeah?

Prove it.

Hiya.

Good evening.

Do you have a reservation?

All I have are crossed fingers.

Well, I'll see what I can do for you.

Good golly, you got some

pretty looking nails there, girl.

Thank you. Some people say

they match my eyes.

That they do.

Well, it looks like you're in luck.

We have vacancies.

It will run you $89,

which includes tax.

- It includes tax?

Mm-hmm.

- All right.

Will it just be you by yourself?

- Actually me and my buddy.

Okay.

- One room, two beds.

Non-smoking,

a couple of nights.

All right, farther back today.

All right.

All right, go.

Good good.

Better. You're still doing

one thing wrong.

It's what everyone does.

You're anticipating the recoil.

Okay, you're expecting

the gun to kick up,

so you're compensating

by pulling down.

Okay.

- By the time the gun kicks up,

the bullet's long gone.

Okay, so just forget about the recoil.

It doesn't matter

every single time you pull the trigger.

Put your cans on.

You'd be surprised by

how accurate you can get.

Oh, look at you.

Very cute.

Thank you.

You're right though.

I do hesitate.

It's like every time I get my target

between the crosshairs

I wait a second and then

I start shaking, you know?

You see, but you're not

hitting the target.

The gun is. So you have

to trust the gun.

Okay.

- Breathe, line up your target

and squeeze.

That's all you do.

Look at that.

Okay, you are now

officially even hotter.

What?

Kiss me.

- No no no no.

Wait a minute-- another free lesson

and you haven't taught me

anything about firefighting.

Gimme my gun.

Here you go

Well, I don't have my equipment.

And I need a fire, of course.

Come on, tell me something.

I wanna know-- what's your

favorite part about the job,

besides scoring

hot chicks, of course?

That's ridiculous.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Yeah right.

You know, I just love being

part of that group.

Going through all the things you go

through just to become a fireman.

Those guys are my brothers.

I consider them family.

So what's it really like?

I don't know,

most calls are routine.

Every once in a while

you get that--

that call where

all hell's breaking loose

and you got a structure

going up with people inside.

To most people it looks like

a blazing monster, but I understand

how it behaves,

how it progresses,

the airflow, the ventilation,

materials, flashpoints,

construction styles.

I know how to get in,

I know how to get out.

I know where I can go. I know

where I can't go. Things like that.

But to the people inside,

all they see is fire and smoke.

You know?

Just heat and blackness.

And sometimes it happens where

that person who's trapped inside--

they don't wanna go.

They panic, they freeze.

Because where I need

to take them

seems a hell of a lot worse

than the spot where they're still alive.

So what do you do?

- I get them to focus on me.

I try to get their eyes.

I try to get their full attention,

even through the mask

and the ventilator.

I say the same thing

every time, no matter what,

because it always works. Kind of like

what you taught me back there.

What do you say?

I say "Trust me.

Do everything that I ask

and I promise you'll stay alive today."

I miss it.

So how long do I have

to be in Long Beach

before I can start calling myself

a California girl?

Oh, here we go.

- Parking karma.

Yeah.

Jeremy, get down!

Stay down, stay down.

No-ooo!

No!

No! Please please!

Two is down, one is up.

It's okay, it's okay.

You'll be okay. Hold on.

I do not have a shot.

Stay with me, stay with me.

Move back.

We're gonna move back, come on.

Come on, come on.

Darren.

- I'm hit, I'm hit.

Stay down.

Hey hey hey. It's okay.

Oh sh*t.

Hey hey he?

Stay with me, come on.

Stay here.

Somebody call 911!

Take a deep breath.

What?

The bullet's in deep.

I'm gonna give you more anesthetic.

What's in the shot?

I can't help you.

You need a trauma surgeon,

a full OR with an anesthesiologist.

We're too far from home.

I can't get you those things.

You emptied it, right?

- Of course I did.

You wanna talk?

No.

You want the light?

No.

Hey, where is she?

Is she okay?

The wounds are superficial.

She's fine.

I need you to have a seat.

Have a seat and listen.

Three days ago, a case manager

at WITSEC headquarters

in DC was killed.

It looked like a mugging.

They took his watch,

took his wedding ring,

wallet, cash.

But as it turns out,

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