Last Man Standing Page #3

Less exposure on

the outside, the better.

You know you don't

have to do this alone.

Yes, I do.

How long have

you been married?

Seven years.

So you must have met him

as soon as we got out.

Yeah. I told him

I was a technical analyst.

Well, that's half true.

Why not the whole truth?

I guess I just

wanted to start fresh.

I shouldn't have lied to him.

You were just trying to

protect the one you love

They will kill my family.

Please, they just

want me, okay?

Let me go.

I can't do that.

You don't have

a family yet, do you?

Someday, you will

understand that...

there is nothing you would not

do to keep them from harm.

And at that moment,

you'll regret this decision.

Hey, Abby.

Abby! Hey!

What happened to Omar Taraki

after we got out?

Taraki?

I don't know.

He disappeared.

Why are you asking

me about Taraki?

He told me I would regret

my decision someday.

What are you talking

about, Abby?

What time is it?

I need the security protocol.

Jeremy,

this is Pratt's company.

First his house,

and now this?

What if they

went to him first?

It's his company

I'm breaking into.

Obviously, what

they want is in there.

He refuses to play ball,

they kill him and make

it look like a suicide.

Oh, come on, Abby.

What? It's just

all a coincidence?

Look, they know how Pratt

and I are connected,

which means that they

must know about you, too.

All right, you need

to watch your back.

Yeah, well,

if that were true,

then I would be next, not you.

You know, no offense

to you, okay,

but I was the one who knocked

down doors, remember?

Yeah, well, I have something

that you don't have, family.

All right, we're gonna have

to call some friends.

We need some help on this.

No, there's no 'we.'

It's me. It's all me.

I did this.

I made the decision.

What decision?

Abby, what decision?

I have to go.

I have two hours and 47

minutes to figure this out...

before they kill my husband.

I:

want you to watch something.

What is this?

I'm not gonna read anything.

There's a file hidden

on the company network.

Locate it, then call.

The file name is 'Mongoose.'

Hurry up, Abby.

Your husband doesn't

have much time.

Mongoose is a go.

I repeat, Mongoose is go

Mongoose is a go.

LM-13, LM-13.

LM-13, LM-13.

What do you do...

when you arrive

at a locked door?

You go through the window.

Binary adapter.

Deliminator.

System input.

Host.

What's on the screen?

'Royal Bank of Antigua.'

It's asking for a password.

The password and

everything you'll need...

is in the Mongoose file

that you just located.

Need for what?

You're going to access

Samuel Pratt's bank account,

then transfer the entire

balance to another account.

In 30 seconds,

check your phone.

You'll find the

account and routing...

number of the second bank.

That's where you'll

transfer the money.

Do you understand

your instructions?

Yes.

Operations.

Get me Agent Tyler.

Quantico.

The Feds.

I'm running the trace

protocol now, sir.

Yes, sir. I'm getting

the location now.

Wait.

Somebody just shut us down.

But I think

I got their location.

What's the delay?

How do I know you

won't kill my husband...

the minute I transfer

the money?

You want a guarantee?

If you don't transfer the

money, Nick will be killed.

That's a guarantee.

I don't think you

fully appreciate...

the seriousness

of the situation.

It's time to make a decision.

All right. All right.

Look, I'm almost done.

It's asking for the account...

password to confirm

the transfer.

I already gave you

the account numbers.

No, I need the password.

When the account was set up,

you created a password.

It's asking for that

to complete the transaction

If you're lying to me,

your husband's going

to pay the price.

You can change it

the second I'm done.

Fine. I'll send you a text

with the password.

Come on. Come on.

The building is surrounded.

Exit slowly with

your hands in the air.

I repeat, exit slowly

with your hands in the air.

Keep your hands up.

Drop the bag!

Drop the bag!

Come on! Let's go!

Hello?

Charlotte, is

everything all right?

Well, Penny's

having trouble sleeping.

Okay. Can you put

her on the phone?

Sure. Hold on.

Mommy?

Hi, honey.

Charlotte said

you couldn't sleep.

Haley is using the whole bed.

Well, just ask

Haley to move...

over a little and

share the bed.

Are you coming back soon?

Yes, I'll be there soon.

Pinkie promise.

All right, just try to get

some sleep, okay?

Okay-

I love you.

I love you, too, Mommy.

Hello?

Jeremy.

Are you all right?

This whole thing

is about money.

They had me

transfer $2 million...

to an offshore account

in Antigua,

and then they set me

up to be arrested.

What do you mean,

'They set you up'?

The FBI was

watching the account.

They had to know that.

What the hell was Pratt into?

I don't know.

They have their money.

Now what?

They don't have

their money yet.

I changed the pass code

on the account,

and I put everything

on a flash drive.

I needed something to bargain

with to keep Nick alive.

They can't access the account

without the flash drive.

Look, Jeremy, I need a favor.

Name it.

I need a car.

My plates are hot.

All right, you can

have my rental.

Where are you?

About a half-mile

from your hotel.

Meet me on level 2B

of the parking structure.

Space 128.

Okay, great.

All right, follow me.

All you, sir.

Do not touch anything!

My name is Agent Tyler.

I want everyone out of here

except my tech agent.

Come on. Time is our enemy.

Lay it out for me, Kowalski.

We can't access this system.

It's defense-grade security.

All we know is that

the account...

was accessed from

this computer.

It belongs to the recently

deceased CEO, Samuel Pratt.

Someone logged on

to the company network,

accessed this system,

and then somehow got

all the banking information...

and executed a

blind transfer...

to an offshore bank account

somewhere here.

Really? That's all you got?

With all the security

we had in place,

how was that possible?

This guy shut down our trace.

He knew our protocols.

He's not your ordinary hacker.

It's a woman.

What's that?

We just got done

taking statements...

from in-house security.

The suspect is a woman.

Where did your guy

learn to fight?

I guess you feel pretty...

clever creating

that flash drive.

Not very clever getting

your friend killed, though.

What was his name?

Jeremy Davis?

You should have

kept him out of this.

I suggest we stop wasting time

and get down to business.

You're gonna

bring me the flash drive.

There's an overpass

not far from your home.

No, you're not

getting the flash drive...

until I see my husband alive.

You're not in a position

to make demands.

Well, I am if you

want your$2 million.

Send me a video file of my

husband showing he's alive.

And I want a live feed,

nothing recorded.

You're playing with

your husband's life, Abby.

Have him tell me

he's all right.

You got 10 minutes,

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