Land of Plenty Page #6

no clear pattern,

aside from arson.

Somebody lit these fires.

Probably to cover

their traces...

I bet I'm being

observed myself...

It's just like in 'Nam. Burnin'

the damn Elephant Grass...

They know I'm here.

Somebody does!

Mr. Ahmed?

This is the body from

Los Angeles.

Somebody is expecting it.

Me?

I don't know?

Are you expecting it?

We use a gurney for that.

Well, I don't really

like gurneys.

And I'm on kind of a schedule.

What's the matter with you?

You've never seen a

dead body before?

Put that thing over

there in that room!

Jesus!

I'm watching you!

Hello!

You are from the mission?

With Henry?

Yeah!

God bless you!

God bless you.

I am eternally grateful to you.

Whoever you are.

I'm Lana.

And I am Joe.

Nice to meet you.

It's good to meet you, Lana.

Huh, let's see. Um,

I have tea, water and

some very bad vodka.

Tea sounds lovely.

We'll have tea. Come, go!

They just throw things out.

Perfectly good things.

Not in the mood for it anymore?

...Trash it!

I'm gonna take it!

What is that?

Chemicals!

Located probable retired mobile

chemical and or biological

manufacturing unit.

Going aboard.

Pistol targets! Ah, huh!

Wood stove!

Strange green liquid...

Holy sh*t!

It's Borax boxes!

Who is this?

Two new suspects

approaching in van.

They're getting out...

They're loading the boxes!

They're loading the boxes

into the vehicle!

Jesus!

I go in for closer observation.

Observe, track and report.

I just hold off for now...

Never interrupt the enemy when

he's making a mistake!

Just lay chilly, wait it out.

Suspects fleeing.

I'm going for the van.

On Yasuf's porch

Got it! Alright.

Let's... look at these.

Oh, who is that?

This is my father.

And Hassan's father.

Where was that picture taken?

This is in Pakistan...

- Look at his pants.

- Aha...

Funny, huh?

They're pulling out of town!

Going south now on

one-seven-eight.

They're baiting me.

They think they're luring me in.

That'll be the day, my friend...

You back me into a corner

and you'll rue that day, Chuck!

You'll rue that day

for a long time!

He's turning left into the side road.

Suspect vehicle parked in

front of isolated house.

That's perfect!

It's a perfect sleeper hide-out...

Probably goes underground.

Probable chemical

weapons containers

being transported into

what is most likely

Trona headquarters.

Suspects out of view.

Huh... This is it!

You've done your job.

You've done your job well.

Every time I told you

to be patient

and you wouldn't listen,

well this is why.

You stick to your game plan,

you stick to your strategy

and you never fluctuate.

And then you find yourself here!

These are the moments

that define your life.

My father and

his brother at his

brother's wedding, and...

Oh, and here is my mother.

Look at her!

This is a picture of Hassan

and me together,

at his wedding.

Suspects loading full chemical

containers into cargo van.

License plate

has been recorded,

clear photographs

had been obtained.

Individuals leaving the scene.

I will not continue

surveillance of the vehicle.

Repeat, vehicle is

free of observation.

SSG Jeffries, SSG Jeffries.

Copy?

SSG Jeffries, come in.

Oh! I'm sorry!

SSG Jeffries,

SSG Jeffries, copy?

Uhm, uh, that's my uncle.

Uh, he...

SSG Jeffries, SSG Jeffries,

come in.

SSG Jeffries. Copy?

Um, this is...

L. Swenson... reporting...

Do you have my cell phone number

in your possession? Over.

Copy... Yes, I have it.

Listen to me very carefully.

If you do not hear from me within

the next twenty minutes,

I want you to call that number.

It will be forwarded

to an operative.

And he'll make arrangements

for you. Over.

What do you mean?

What arrangements?

In the event

I become indisposed,

he will transport

you back to base.

To your mission. Over.

If you become "indisposed" in the

next twenty minutes,

I'm supposed to call a number that

will be forwarded to an operative?

Affirmative.

No f***ing way!

What?

No! Tell me where you are and

what the hell you're doing?

You watch your mouth,

young lady.

Wait, uncle Paul, please!

I am not at liberty to

disclose this information.

And I also strongly suggest

you refrain from

addressing me in that manner.

This is simply a precautionary

procedure. Out!

Wait, Uncle Paul!

This is Staff Sergeant Paul Jeffries,

US Army Special Forces.

It is seventeen hundred hours,

September eighteen.

I'm going in!

First of all, I want to

thank you all for coming.

It warms our heart.

It's a big crowd.

We're honoured.

The last two and a half years,

our nation has acted decisively,

to confront great challenges,

You dress funny.

But I guess you could say

the same thing about me.

I came to this office

to solve problems,

Whatever is left to pack is

back there in the corner.

There should be some boxes.

For two months, no one has been

able to fix this.

I've been stuck

on the same channel!

I can only control the volume!

Terrorists declared war on the

United States of America.

And war is what they got.

Oh!

Thank you, friend.

You're welcome.

You're in the sh*t?

No. I checked it out.

Those people are

the wrong people.

A subdivision, maybe...

Uh, look, I got some

critical information.

You wanna call me from

a secure line?

No. Go ahead!

They made an arrest

on the Humvee drive-by.

Names?

Nothing yet. Uh, they brought

in two suspects,

that's all I know.

And I'm waiting for

a call from Zucker.

I'll have something

in less than an hour.

You call me immediately.

Alright. Will do.

Uh, and Paul?

What?

Uh, your niece called me

on my line.

It was forwarded from your phone

so I answered it.

I know how to handle that...

You know when to call me.

I'll have something

in less than sixty.

- Hi.

- Are you okay?

Paul, this is Hassan's brother,

this is Joe.

You brought my brother home.

I am always grateful to you.

Well, you're welcome.

Well, uh, we're drinking some

really bad Vodka.

Will you join us?

Sure.

Alright! Come go!

Come in, come in, come in!

Paul, make yourself at home.

Please, have a seat on the couch...

Paul? It has been a long

discussion in my family,

whether "Aristocrat's Choice"

or lighter fluid is

easier to swallow.

And lighter fluid lost,

but not by much...

Cheers!

How, uh, how long has it been since

you talked to your brother?

Oh, yes...

Really, it'd been a long time!

You don't have a telephone?

No. Not any more.

How do you communicate from here?

Oh, there is one pay phone

adjoining the gas station.

But I get no calls.

Except from Henry.

Paul? Paul!

What have you been

doing all this time?

What do you think I've been doing?

I've been trying to...

learn some...

stuff about... Hassan.

I'll help you.

Anything I can tell you.

Anything I know.

Okay, well, uh...

who'd wanna kill him?

No one.

No one?

No, if...

if anyone knew Hassan,

had met Hassan...

They would wish him no harm.

Poor fellow had no possessions.

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