Gridlocked Page #6

- David:
Don't touch anything.

There it is.

This is what they're after.

So we just hand it over. Live to

track 'em down another day.

Uh-uh.

Something's not sitting right.

We still don't know if they're

gonna come in here guns blazing.

We don't.

But we got four minutes

to make a decision.

Can you guys give us a minute?

(chuckles)

Are you serious?

You want us to give you a minute?

Go on.

Yeah, sure.

We'll check the door again.

Okay, so hear me out.

Ever watch action movies?

My only concern is

what if they don't hand it over?

They're not stupid.

They've got no other play.

It's not their stupidity

I'm worried about.

You're crazy.

You know it's not going

to make a difference.

Tell me if I'm wrong.

(phone vibrates)

Mr. Korver.

What the f*** is he doing?

Hendrix, you son of a b*tch,

what are you...?

No.

No! No, you bastard!

You're burning my money!

You son of a b*tch!

Everybody in that building dies.

Everybody!

Hold on.

F***ing money's gone.

This has all gone too far.

It's not part of the plan.

Yeah, and they know

who's on the other side.

Do you wanna go down for this?

I don't!

Get the canisters ready.

Get them! We're going in.

Jason:
David.

David, for Christ's sake.

Gina, we need to take control

of the situation, fast.

What the hell is this guy doing?

Look, I trust him. ljust don't know

what his game plan is.

Look, he's been out of

commission for months.

We have no idea what his problem is.

(mutters indistinctly)

Jason:
David. David!

Christ, David. What the hell

do you think you're doing?

They're gonna come in here,

and they're gonna kill us all.

David:
They were gonna

kill us anyway.

There's no way Korver could have

known about the bonds

unless someone told him.

And I bet my life on it,

it wasn't Sully.

You do realize what

you're suggesting?

- So what, Bieber is out?

- Brody:
F*** you.

It's a question of probability.

The kid doesn't have a f***ing clue.

And while I'm no saint...

You have more of a grudge

than anyone here.

Sully was close to retiring.

Yeah, I could use the extra money.

Wouldn't we all?

How many people go in and out

of that door every day?

Korver could have help

on the outside.

- Brody:
That sounds convenient.

- Shut the f*** up, kid.

This is the guy that

called the fake cops, right?

You know, other than Brody,

you are the only outsider here.

You have the same access we do.

What are you saying, Gina?

Yeah, Scott.

How long have you been here?

This is bullshit. We're just gonna

start pointing fingers now?

Yeah.

I'm pointing my finger at you.

Don't you f***...

Hey, hey, hey!

- What's in your pocket, Scott?

- My dick.

You want me to

surrender that to Sully too?

- Empty them.

- F*** you.

F*** me? Empty your f***ing pockets.

Do it now.

Come on.

Gina, get his gun.

Empty your pocket.

Just do it, Scott.

There's nothing in my...

Okay.

This isn't mine.

This isn't my f***ing phone.

- Son of a b*tch.

- That's not my phone!

He's been sending them information.

That's ridiculous.

Gina, he was with you guys

when you made the call.

Could he have picked it up then?

- Gina.

- It's possible.

He could have removed

the battery before the blast.

Tie him up.

If I'm gonna get shot tonight,

it's not gonna be in the back.

SRT 5.

You know protocol.

On your knees.

On your f***ing knees!

Don't test me.

That's a good boy.

Hey.

Do you think we can use that

phone to get help?

We can't risk it. They'll still be

intercepting calls from this area.

(indistinct whispering)

Problem?

Something you wish to share

with the rest of the class?

No money to pay us is the problem.

You're still in this because

you got no other choice. We do.

Money's a problem?

- Your name's Beck?

- Yeah.

Korver:
What's your first name?

- Joe.

- Korver:
Joe.

All right if I call you Joe?

- Beck:
Sure.

- You just...

you hang on one second, Joe,

all right'?

Finn, get me Hendrix, will you?

Hang on.

SRT 5. Are you there?

Hendrix.

It's Korver here.

I want you to know that little stunt

you pulled isn't going to deter us.

In fact, it's quite the opposite.

Now, it just so happens

that a couple of other fellows

came to join the party.

I'm standing here with

a fellow named Joe Beck.

That's B-E-C-K.

It's rude to speak over

other people, Joe.

Hendrix, I just want you to know

who's with me

in case you need to know later.

I'll be seeing you soon...

old friend.

So, now you got skin in the game too.

- What are you doing?

- Improvising.

Check the kitchen.

Get as many bottles as you can and

some antifreeze from the garage.

Owl's white smoke grenade.

Deadly.

What the f*** are you doing?

This is yours.

What am I supposed to shoot

with this, a f***ing leprechaun?

They're wearing vests.

Aim for the face and knee caps.

Point and shoot, right?

Now you can.

Ever fired a weapon before?

Played a lot of video games.

Are you f***ing kidding me?

Jesus.

So, you think I shot

one of these, huh?

You're ignoring me again?

Really? We're back to this?

Fine. If they wear a vest,

aim for the knee caps.

Hey.

Oh, sh*t. Are you okay, man?

Don't worry about me.

I'm kind of relying on you

so I don't get killed.

Jason:
David!

David, we got a problem.

They're gassing us out.

We got to move now.

- Where are the gas masks?

- Everything's downtown.

F***.

- I need water.

- We got to hurry.

- It's coming in fast.

- David:
Come on!

- Grab me some water.

- Jason:
Here, here.

Pour it on.

Pour it on the shirt.

Pour it.

All right.

Jason:
Just pour it.

Pour all of it!

- David:
Here we go.

- All of it for Christ's sake.

All right. You, stay put.

Jason, Gina, come with me.

I got it.

All right.

I'll just wait in here, I guess.

David:
Stay alive, kid.

It's in the locker room.

(coughing)

(coughing)

(gasping)

(coughing)

Brody.

Gina:
Locker room

and storage are sealed.

You got chlorine poison.

The gas is burning your lung tissue.

- I need piss.

- Are you serious?

Yeah.

- Right.

- Gina, check him.

Come on.

Come on, kid.

Hang in there.

I know it's hard to breathe,

bu! slay with me.

Come on, Jason.

Let's do this.

I'm doing my best.

Come on.

You can do this.

(bottle filling)

The gas should be clearing up by now.

Still need to hurry.

Come on, Jason. Let's go.

It's all I got.

- Hold him down.

- Brody:
No!

No, no...

(Qargling)

You sure this will work?

You know how f***ed up

this is, right?

All right, bring him up.

(coughing)

You all right?

What the f***?

ls that piss in my mouth?

Yeah.

And that piss neutralized the gas.

That's why you're breathing.

I have piss in my eyes.

Where the f*** did you

come up with this sh*t?

David:
I didn't.

- Hey, you all right?

- Brody:
Yeah.

All right, we're clear.

Come on.

We haven't got much time.

- Soldier:
Ryker.

- Go ahead.

Soldier:
That's a negative

on the gas.

(sighs)

(imitates gunshots)

Antifreeze.

Alpha team is ready to engage,

waiting on Bravo.

Okay. They are in position.

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