Higher Power Page #5

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There she is.

(Nico laughs)

You're gonna love this.

(laughing)

You shouldn't do this.

And... Action!

You got some hero...

f***in' save the day thing

going on, right?

- (sniffs) Oh!

- (coughs) (laughing)

Sh*t!

That's your daughter, hero.

Joe:
You baked that?

That's beautiful.

And it has no egg in it,

all natural.

- Joe:
That's the best.

- Rhea:
Mmm-hmm.

(music rising to crescendo)

- (groans)

- (high-pitched buzzing)

(alarm beeping)

(ominous music playing)

(Nico coughing)

(coughs)

(Nico screams)

(Nico cries out)

(gunshots)

What the f*** are you?

(chokes)

(intense music playing)

Woman:
Somebody help!

(woman screaming)

(engine revving)

(girl coughing)

(bullet ricochets)

Die motherf***er!

(groans)

(screams)

- (whirring)

- (high-pitched buzzing)

(drone buzzes)

Joe:
That's enough!

What's happening!

How am I doing this?

Control:
You haven't done

anything, Joe.

- Joe:
But I just...

- Control:
You failed

once again.

The police are on their way.

Turn yourself in.

I need you to dig deeper, Joe.

We need to unlock more.

- Police:
Freeze!

- Drop your weapon!

- Okay, okay! Okay!

- Put the gun on the ground. Now!

- Get down!

- Just don't wanna hurt anyone else!

- I said get on the ground, now.

- Stay away!

Get on the ground!

(policeman screams)

(indistinct police radio)

Joe:
You don't understand.

I'm dangerous. I don't

know how to control this!

(sirens wailing)

(Joe groaning)

You're making a mistake.

Just wait!

Wait! You don't understand!

Lieutenant:
Gridlock

was annihilated two days ago,

taking out half a city block.

Now this sh*t?

Two blasts, two days.

And we got you in both places...

The third force of nature

is the strong nuclear force.

Detective:
You've been lying

to us for two hours.

Control:
Destroy a single atom

and you get Hiroshima.

- Just shut up.

- Hey, look at me!

And you better start

telling the truth.

For Christ's sake

I'm telling you the truth.

What's that Nico Sola got to do

with that research facility uptown?

It looked like a war zone.

- Who are you working for?

- Control:
Tell them

you're working

for a higher power.

- I'm working for a higher power.

- What are you, a terrorist?

- No!

- People died,

- you son of a b*tch!

- Control:
Now that's established,

let them know you've left a

rather advanced explosive device

at the Four River Shipyard.

- Detective:
...Jihad sh*t, huh?

- Joe:
He's got a bomb.

- Who's... who's got a bomb?

- Lieutenant:
Jesus.

- Who's got a bomb?

- There is a bomb at the shipyard.

- Lieutenant:
All right, go

- Go!

- Bobby, get it out!

- Go!

- Joe:
Go!

- Detective:
Alright, listen.

Control:
Good.

Now this is how this works.

If you find that bomb first,

everybody lives.

But if they find it before you

I would estimate 20,000 dead.

That's an awful lot of blood

on your hands, Joe.

- Shut up.

- The clock's ticking.

You can keep whining

and making excuses

or man up and do something

about it.

Talk to me!

God... Motherf...

Stop!

- Stop it!

- (rumbling)

Stop!

(Joe groans)

(beeping)

Send several more to...

(officer screaming)

- Control:
Collateral damage, Joe. Let it go.

- (Joe groans)

If you don't get there in time a lot

more people are going to be dead.

(engine revving)

(intense music playing)

Control:

Here's a clue, Joe.

The bomb is in a

shipping crate.

Reporter:
With the police

in hot pursuit,

we are now being told,

just coming into us,

the man's name

is Joseph Steadman.

Dad?

What?

(sirens wailing)

- (horn honking)

- (tires screeching)

(sirens wailing)

Policeman:
Suspect headed

southbound

underneath the wharf bridge.

Reporter:
Reportedly,

a security guard

who was thought

to have been actually killed

at the blast at Redlock

last night...

It's not possible.

(sirens wailing)

(Joe screams)

What the f***!

(beeping)

We've never seen

anything like this.

We see a very disturbing

live shot here,

the only word I can come up

with is some sort of a

light blast

going on from the vehicle.

(high-pitched whirring)

Ollie, dinner's ready.

(low static sounds)

(screams)

- (metals clanking)

- (thudding)

(beeping)

(beeping)

Reporter:

...individuals are reporting

essentially the same thing.

Some kind of...

Prepare the final phase.

Reporter:
...seen here.

Contrail of energies

are slicing through the centers

of towns and of homes...

What the hell!

- (door bangs open)

- Hey!

Michael:
Hey!

Hey, Zoe, just stay back!

- Zoe:
Michael!

- Michael:
What're you doing!

Hey! Don't f***ing touch her!

Zoe!

Michael!

I want these streets

closed down now!

Let's go, come on clear out!

Bravo seven seven six.

(dog barking)

(high-pitched buzzing)

(baby babbling)

(mother gasps)

(sirens wailing)

Zero one, perimeter secure.

(ship horn honks)

- (barks)

- Where's the bomb?

Sierra one.

(radio static)

Sierra one.

Delta seven eight five,

do you copy?

(radio static)

(barking)

Delta seven eight five,

do you copy?

(radio static)

(intense music playing)

(high-pitched buzzing)

(jet engine whirs)

(beeping)

(whirring)

(engine whizzing)

- Look out!

- Look out!

(engine screeches)

(high-pitched buzzing)

(man groans)

(high-pitched whirring)

(ominous music playing)

(beeping)

Joe:
Zoe, baby.

Zoe, are you here?

Control:
See what you can become

when you strip away

all your excuses to fail?

Joe:
I swear to God...

God?

Let's see if God

can save your daughter.

(Zoe whimpering)

Joe:
This ends now.

I think he's tracing us.

Joe:
You don't control me

anymore.

Control:
That's it, Joe.

Now you see where she is.

Come on, then. Get here.

(low rumbling)

(Zoe and Michael whimper)

We got to get out of here.

- (gasps)

- (rumbling)

(agent groans)

(rumbling continues)

(high-pitched buzzing

and whirring)

(ominous music playing)

(high-pitched buzzing

and whirring continues)

(ominous music continues)

(ambient music playing)

Dad?

- Dad?

- Joe:
Zoe!

Zoe:
What's... what's going on?

Joe:
Don't worry, don't worry,

don't worry.

- Zoe:
What happened to you?

- Joe:
You're safe now.

- I'm gonna take you home, okay? We gotta get out of here.

- Zoe:
But I...

No, no, no, we have to go.

Let's get your sister.

Sweetie, you have to trust me.

Can you do that?

Zoe:
Okay.

Joe:
Good.

Deliver us.

We are essentially staring down

the barrel of a gun.

(voice echoing)

Zoe:
You're surprisingly

chipper for someone who thinks

we're all gonna

get wiped out by...

What did you call it? A cosmic beam

of concentrated energy? (echoes)

I know about your work.

I know they turned

their back on it.

What if I told you

I have a plan?

A plan to finally see it

come to life.

(typing)

Because I know for a fact that

it's the only thing powerful

enough to stop what's coming.

(typing)

The end.

(ominous music playing)

(high-pitched buzzing)

(beeping)

It's time.

Shoot her.

(gunshot)

- Joe:
No!

- (Zoe sighs)

(Joe groans)

(Michael groans)

(Zoe whimpers)

Joe:
No, no, no, no, no.

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