Land of Plenty Page #3

Oh, Charles!

Is this your drink?

What's so funny?

Nothing. But you're standing

there with your foot in your mouth.

So she knows my name.

Big deal.

Charles...

- Hey, how you're doing?

- How you're doing?

- I'm good.

- They call me Dee Dee.

Dee Dee, it's nice to meet you.

I'm Lana.

Nice to meet you, too.

You got some meat in there?

Right. There.

Thank you, thank you.

That's good.

This is no coincidence,

this is a sign! Yeah.

Or maybe... instinct.

Maybe is just pure instinct.

Thirteen-twenty six.

Suspect relocated:

Bread of Life Mission.

Still inside.

I remain in position.

I got all day, pal.

You take your time in there.

Enjoy that sandwich!

Because that sandwich

is gonna cost you.

There's no free lunch

in this country.

I'm Lana.

I'm Hassan.

Where are you from?

My home is not a place,

it is people.

Okay. Here we go...

Thirteen-forty eight.

Suspect engaged,

standing on the northwest

corner of Winston

and Los Angeles Street.

Under full surveillance!

Lead the way,

my little Pied Piper!

Lead the way...

Oh, he's got

some more borax, huh?

You got a lot of laundry,

don't you?

So, you've ever been

on a camel?

What?

In Palestine, or wherever...

Uh, no. No,

they have cars now.

That's where you're from, right?

Well, for the last

couple of years.

I was born in Ohio,

but I grew up mostly in Africa.

In Africa?

Yeah. My dad's a missionary.

Oh! So, you've ever

been on an elephant?

Suspect entered...

the Nidal Chemical

Bleaching Company,

at six four five

Imperial Street.

That's an awful lot of barbed

wire for a bleaching company...

Bleaching!

Chemicals!

Hey, Boss.

So, what'd you find out

for me on Borax?

Didn't you get the information

I printed out for you?

I put it in the envelope

next to your seat.

I haven't had time.

You know those printer cartridges

just aren't cheap!

I got one report

out of Trinidad.

There's an Islamic military

group there,

and they're threatening attacks

on the UK and The States.

Chemical attacks!

And?

And, wow, wow, well, they're playing

around with a lot of stuff. Cobalt,

cobalt sulphate,

but they're using, uh...

they're using Borax.

Borax is definitely part of the mix!

Is that right?

Yeah, but I don't know if they use it

or if they're boiling it down

for boron acid or what.

You know there's

four different kinds of boron.

Pentahydrate boron,

dexahydrate boron,

anhydrous sodium

sulphate boron and...

Good! Good work, Jimmy.

- I'll get back to you.

- And... and...

and there is one other

kind of boron...

yeah. Serge?

... if anything sounds

fishy to you

about a four-star general

who doesn't believe in the

right to bear arms.

- You're a busy little fellow, aren't ya!

- I don't really care about Clark's politics,

- I really don't,

- Yeah, and I'm on you like glue.

but I think this man

should see a psychiatrist!

Do we need the wars,

and the killing and the exploitation

of man by his fellow man?

Does God favour some people,

so he makes them

rich and powerful,

and we're the ones who have

fallen out of grace?

I wanna tell you right now, uh,

I have some very good reasons

not to think so.

Cause when Christ

lived with us,

and he walked among us,

he preferred your company!

He would rather

stay with the outcasts

and the whores and the underprivileged

than the rich and the hypocrites.

In fact, when he sat

at the table of the wealthy,

he couldn't even take it.

It was an insult to him!

And that is where...

he told that story of

a certain beggar,

a man called Lazarus,

who was on his knees at the...

at the gates of a mansion,

covered in sores,

asking for the crumbs that fell

from a rich man's table.

This beggar was treated worse

than that man's dogs.

But after his death

he wasn't forgotten...

I know I'm missing critical

information right here!

Goddamn it! I can sense it!

Holy sh*t!!

Bring him over here!

Right here, come on!

Come on!

Hold on now!

Hold on, my brother!

Come on! Let's go,

put him right there.

Hold on!

Hold on!

Sherman, call an ambulance!

Ann!

Oh, Lord, help us!

Ann, get me a towel, a bunch

of them. And water!

- Hold on, my brother! Hold on!

- Hollow point forty-four.

What?

The bullet explodes on impact.

It's, uh...

tears a big hole in you.

So, what do we do? You know CPR?

Come on!

- Ambulance is on the way!

- Good.

Save me! Save me!

Tell me who it was.

Anything you can tell...

Just give me a name.

Just give me a name! Any name!

Trona... Trona.

Trona? Okay.

What did he say?

Is he going to make it?

No.

What happened?

It was a drive-by.

You look a lot

like your mother.

What?

Especially your eyes.

On my bed, at night

I remember you.

- And I think of you through

- Paul!

the watches of the night

because you are my help.

I sing in the

shadow of your wings.

My soul clings to you.

Your right hand upholds me.

Holy father, accept this soul into

heaven with all your divine

mercy and love, amen.

Who's that man, Lana?

Perpetrators approached

the kerb in a black Humvee

at twenty-two hundred

and twenty hours.

Conversation with the

victim was un-recordable.

However, within the Hummer,

I identified laughter.

Authentic laughter!

That's not CIA.

It's definitely not DHS.

That's a negative!

They wanted to make a statement,

but not too big of a statement.

A hundred and twenty thousand

dollar vehicle!

Now where'd that

money come from?

Saudi Arabia? Pasadena?

Either way, it's an Op.

A small, elite cell that

was gonna start some trouble,

that was gonna

screw something up.

They didn't wanna

work for Al Quaeda

or Jemaah Islamiyah

or whatever the hell,

so the big boys had to

send them a message.

Yeah. But the big question is:

what is the big plan that

the small plan was gonna screw up?

That laughter sounded Arabic.

Definitely Arabic.

Damn it!

What?!

Paul, it's Lana.

Congratulations!

What do you want?

I wanna ask you a question.

Well, now is not a good time.

You shouldn't be even using

this phone! It's for emergencies!

Who's Trona?

What'd you say?

Trona. I heard what that

man said to you.

He said "Trona".

I just wanna help.

That's why I'm asking.

Listen, there is a lot more to

this than you think there is.

I met him in the

food line today

and he told me his name.

Hassan...

Don't say anything else.

This is not a secure line,

alright?

I'll come to see you tomorrow.

Time to make the donuts!

Hi! Now this is critically

important. Are you with me?

Yeah!

Okay.

Number one.

Crime scene?

I'll explain it later.

But I need you to make a

dub of this tape

and deliver to all four local

networks by o-nine hundred.

Can you handle that?

Of course, I can handle it.

Alright.

And then have this Arabic document

translated and analysed AS AP!

I will do. Consider it done.

Good.

By o-nine hundred!

- O-nine hundred.

- I want you all to listen to this again: Neither

death, nor life, nor rulers,

nor powers

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