Interrogation Page #2

I want SWAT and EOD

on Nicollet and 5th now.

What's there, Becky?

Offices, storefronts, a tower, apartments.

- Too much.

- What are you doing?

You can't just walk away from him.

- We're both coming with you.

- Absolutely not.

- Why did he come in here?

- What?

- Why did he give himself up?

- Because he's a psychopath.

Yes. No. Maybe.

But what he is doesn't matter.

Why did he come in here?

Why did he give himself up?

Why did he just tell us where the bomb is?

He doesn't think we'll find it in time.

And what, you think he's just

gonna show you where it is?

Yes, but not from in here.

I need him on-site.

He'll unconsciously give up more there

- than he ever would here.

- Oh, for Christ's sake.

What if he is just lying

to get out of here?

You're right. He is by definition,

but that doesn't mean a bomb

isn't about to go off.

If we wanna stop him, we have to

let him think he's in control.

And what if he is the one in control?

He's not.

Just let me do my thing.

He's coming with.

If this goes south, it's on you.

Hey, in here!

Exciting, isn't it?

Oh, come on.

You could be stuck at your desk

talking about the lousy weather

or how the T-wolves are losing again

or what poisonous fast food

you're going to pick up for lunch.

Stuck in the same bullshit conversations

with the same bullshit people

as every other day of your life.

Nothing like a ticking bomb

to get the blood pumping.

- Ever heard of a treadmill?

- Do I look like a hamster?

Do you really want to waste

your precious energy

spinning a wheel that goes nowhere?

The bigger the crime,

the bigger the challenge.

And everybody wants to beat the best.

The faster your precious promotion,

your hollow pay-raise comes.

What do you think?

I think you talk too much.

Hey, it's just my two cents.

I wish you'd chose a different path 'cause

there was a fork in your road somewhere.

You think you're walking

the righteous path, the right path,

but you're not. Your map's all wrong.

I hate to be the bearer of bad news,

but this path is just gonna

see you at the bottom of a grave.

And how can you be so sure?

Because I've seen others

walk it before you.

Just my two cents.

Road clear. Area has been evacuated.

- Explosives team is on the way.

- On the way?

Get the barrier!

Move! Let's go, let's go!

Four minutes.

How do you wanna play it?

Let's see your work

up close and personal, shall we?

What are you doing?

My job. What are you doing?

You better not screw this up.

I wasn't planning on it, but thank you.

- What now?

- We walk.

Then you take this.

Keep the receiver open.

I wanna hear everything.

You ever consider maybe

I'm not afraid to die?

You think I'm just

going to tell you where it is?

You already have.

Here I am, an open book,

all the information right there in front

of you, and still you need my help.

You don't want this bomb

to go off any more than I do.

- And why would that be?

- 'Cause you're not done yet.

No.

Who are these innocents to you?

Do they really mean anything to you?

But, more importantly,

do you mean anything to them?

Do you think any one of them

would stop on the street

and give you a quarter

if you were starving?

No. You're not doing this for them.

A town like these people,

you are far too intelligent

to lie to yourself

about what you really are.

You know the truth about yourself.

What's that?

You're having fun.

Lucas.

I am going to tell you the

truth about who I am and what I want.

This whole goddamn nightmare of

a country is built on lies.

Women with fake tits.

All you see are reality shows,

a leader who says he's going

to take care of people.

Online, you have a thousand friends,

and not one in real life.

All lies.

What is the biggest lie of all?

Everybody knows a house

is nothing without a neighborhood.

Talk to us about

your mortgage options today.

Live your dream. The American Dream.

What is the biggest lie of all?

The American Dream.

Mortgage office.

Mortgage office, let's go!

- Guess you're a hero now, Lucas.

- Am I?

You are if you believe in causality.

Cause and effect, you fire a gun,

the bullet hits something or someone.

You cross the wrong man,

he wants to kill you.

You disarm a bomb, you become a hero.

The thing about causality

is that it cuts both ways.

Given a different effect, the same cause

can make a hero into a fool.

Hey, whoa, whoa,

what are you doing? Hey, hey!

Get down!

Where did he go?

Can you see him? Can you see him?

Don't let him get away!

Okay, okay!

I'm out.

Drop it.

On your knees. Now!

Okay.

Nobody move!

- Don't shoot! Don't shoot!

- Hands up now! Hands up!

We're training your mind, Lucas,

so you can do anything.

Washington, Jefferson,

Buchanan, and Coolidge.

Good.

And now tell me, when you go

inside your memory house,

is there anything more beautiful?

Yes. A real house.

Money isn't everything, Lucas.

- God will provide...

- Well, can He buy us a house

or a car or clothes?

Because you can't.

Dad, what did you do?

Dad, it was my fault. I'm sorry.

Why didn't you shoot him, Lucas?

Because he has more bombs out there.

- All right, Becky, what did he do?

- Not sure.

- Whatever this is, it's encrypted.

- Well, if you had to guess.

Well, this office is a data hub,

so that means the servers

connect to bank alarm systems,

to hospitals, to the airport.

Might be information or a virus.

I won't know until

I crack the code and pull it apart.

Well, if it was a virus,

wouldn't the firewall stop it?

He was already in the system.

So you're telling us that

whatever he did can't be stopped?

Yeah, short of unplugging everything

and causing a complete shutdown

in our financial, health, security,

and transportation system? No.

Get back to the office.

Do whatever you have to do.

- Just crack it.

- On it.

He's done.

He's just starting.

He's lived his entire life

for this moment. You understand that?

What I understand is that we've done

exactly what he wanted us to do.

I'm taking over this interrogation.

Then you might as well

tell everybody to go home

and start praying right now

because you're not gonna stop him.

And you are?

He has been toying with you since the minute

you walked into that interrogation room.

Two hours, and we know

exactly nothing about him.

Not his name, where he lives,

what he wants, what his next target is.

You're missing the point.

It's not who his name is or what he wants

or even what he's gonna blow up next

because that is going to happen.

Get him the hell out of here.

Go home, Luke.

Have a drink. We'll take it from here.

Luke.

Lucas.

What the hell are you doing?

- I know where he lives.

- You got an address?

No, but I'll get you

within a quarter mile.

- I'll bet my career on it.

- You just did. Well, let's go!

No one in there is going to talk to you

with me looking like this.

Come on, this is undignified.

Yeah.

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