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But this...

This is very intentional,

and it's very clever.

And I know

what you're gonna say.

You're gonna say, 'tell no one',

and I won't.

But I didn't sign up to work here

so I could cubicle squat 24-7.

So, whatever is going on,

I want in on the action.

Well, then let's hope

there isn't any action.

And yeah...

Tell no one.

Miss Fassbinder,

we've just been given a

priority communication request.

From Climate Command?

From the White House.

All right so, who are the

yahoos in Washington

we're gonna deal with on this?

I guess I would be

the head yahoo.

Hello, guys.

Max tells me you don't have

a high opinion of politicians

I didn't say... that.

Well, neither do I.

We went through hell

getting the world

on board with this program.

We've come too far

for it to fail.

You and I both understand

why we cannot let that happen.

Yes, sir.

So, if I find anything,

I'll report to you right away.

Actually, you'll be

reporting to Max here.

Good luck.

Have at it.

Thank you, sir.

I'll leave you two alone. If you

need me, I'll be in my office.

Thank you.

I'll be reporting to you?

You lied to me.

Again.

No, I just didn't answer

your ridiculous demand.

How do I switch this thing off?

There's something you need to know.

We've been having

issues down here

accessing the Dutch Boy satcom.

We have reason to believe that...

Well, it may not be accidental.

Might not be accidental?

I've been trying to access

the Hong Kong satellite.

I knew it.

I knew it!

You think it's possible?

Yeah, it's possible.

But even if you could access

the Hong Kong satellite remotely,

you're not gonna

get the logs you need.

No. We gotta pull

that information

from the actual

satellite up here.

Okay, I can authorize that.

I don't need your

authorization for anything.

I'm sure that's

really scary for you.

But how about

you just count on me

to do my job

and say 'thank you'?

Oh, count on you.

Remember the first time

I had to bail you out?

Oh, God, Jesus Christ.

Yeah, just one week

after Mom and Dad died,

you got arrested

for fighting, hmm?

That's when I

realized that despite

everything I was going through,

I was gonna have to be

responsible for you.

All right, you know what?

Fine. It is what it is.

I guess I got no choice

but to count on you.

But if you ever authorize

anything without my approval,

you're gonna be on

the next shuttle home.

Transmission ended.

Hong Kong satellite 022

inbound for examination.

All right.

Let's take this thing apart,

find out what

happened in Hong Kong.

Bring it down.

It should've come down by now.

What is that?

I have no idea.

- All right, shut it down.

- It's not responding.

Jesus, Hernandez!

Get down!

Get outta here! Go!

Somebody, open this door now!

Watch out!

Sh*t!

I'd like to pick up every

single piece of this thing

and get it down to manufacturing.

Think we can retrieve the logs

from the hard drives?

Well, the accident

created an electrical

short and fried all the drives.

I mean, look at it.

It's toast.

So, we've lost all the drives

with possible corruption?

Not all of them.

What do you mean?

I was reviewing a video from the

accident that killed Makmoud.

Each of the panels that blew

has a drive inside.

And one of them got stuck

in the communication tower.

Looks like the seal locks

are still intact.

We're lucky. The corrupted

drive could still be inside.

We gotta get that panel back.

Yeah, hello?

I just got into D.C.

We have to meet.

I figured it all out.

Meet me at 10:
00

at the place across the square

where we used to have lunch

back in college.

All right, yeah.

I'll be there.

Ready to decompress.

All right. Doors open, kids.

You're clear to exit.

Step across the gravity threshold

and follow me.

Let's just get the panel,

see what's on those drives.

Okay.

There's the panel.

Wait. Hold up.

We designed the tower to have

the emergency derig ports

so the bars can be moved easily.

Control, the panel is secured.

Roger that.

Come back now, kids, come back.

We're on our way back.

Jake, what's happening?

I don't know!

Jake? Jake!

I can't control that damn suit!

- What's going on? What's going on?

- His suit's malfunctioning.

- Jake, do you read me?

- Duncan, tell him to cut it.

Jake, cut off the fuel intake.

It's not responding!

Hang on, Jake.

I can't hold it!

Eject the pack.

Eject the pack!

Oh, Christ, we're gonna lose him!

We're gonna lose him!

Are you all right?

Yeah.

You got the drive?

I grabbed it

when I freed the panel.

You smashed up a dozen

comlinks, TCAS sensors...

I'm fine. Thank you very much.

What happened out there?

Propulsion throttle locked up.

And you lost the door panel

which means

no drive codes.

Back to square one.

Great.

Why didn't you tell them

about the drive?

Because someone

just tried to kill me.

I know my crew.

I trust them.

You think you know them.

But someone doesn't want us

to see what's on this drive.

Jake, there's

no corruption here at all.

The doors weren't

accidentally blown off.

They were programmed to.

- This wasn't a malfunction.

- No.

Someone intentionally killed Makmoud.

No doubt the same person

that tampered with

the Hong Kong satellite.

The user log ins

have been wiped clean.

We have no digital fingerprints.

No. That's what they think.

Log in records are synched

back to the mainframe.

Yeah, but that's the problem.

If they're deleted in one place,

they're deleted everywhere.

No, everywhere they know about.

When we built Dutch Boy,

we put in a-a locked off library.

Something that would track

and archive everything.

Our saboteur's log in info

is gonna be in there.

No.

You've been locked out.

But by who?

The virtual conference room.

How many have access

to those transmissions?

Anyone with level three access

and above.

Dozens of people.

Max.

- Max.

- What?

Relax.

He'll be here soon.

What, really? I-I seem nervous?

Just a little.

He's here.

He's here?

No! No!

Cheng! Oh, God!

No!

This is Agent Wilson.

Yes, I need an

ambulance right now!

- Dupont Circle.

- Max...

Agent Wilson,

I'm dispatching the ambulance.

You got me. You got me.

I'm here, look at me.

Look at me.

Zeus...

Z-Zeus...

What?

Virtual conference initiating.

Max? You okay?

They said it was urgent.

What is it?

Yeah, uh.

I wanted to... apologize.

Apologize?

If you had any idea

what I just walked away from...

You gotta drag me up here

just to apologize?

All right, fine.

Apology accepted.

Hey, Max, we don't walk out

on each other.

That's the unspoken code

between brothers.

You remember that day

Dad took us fishing?

Yeah, he dropped his

cellphone in Key Biscayne.

Proof the Lawsons aren't fishermen.

Four hours...

the three of us didn't catch a thing.

I tried to sabotage Dad's reel

so we could leave.

That pin, the highest

part of the spool,

pulled it, so the level

mechanism would pop out.

Of course, Dad was a government

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