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We wrestled, gun went off.

That's how I wound up in jail.

Sounds like self-defense.

Here we go.

In this video, you see Dunn

firing that fatal shot...

that was captured on home video

by a spectator.

What happened to the tape?

The military...

they were waiting for me.

They took it.

They said it was phony.

You gave it to them?

I'm sorry.

That tape was our only chance.

We'll have to figure it out

on our own.

We just have to solve

a political assassination.

Just think.

They killed her at the hospital

for a reason.

Was there anything

out of the ordinary there?

It wasn't really

out of the ordinary.

What?

The first lady was supposed

to stay for one day.

They added another one to meet

a bunch of soldiers.

I thought

it was a feel-good thing...

but then they said

they wanted to videotape.

Videotape what?

Some of the guys from the 82nd...

a bunch of soldiers with

weird neurological disorders...

tremors,

nonspecific paresthesia.

They all had the same thing?

Keep your eye

on that security guard.

What are you looking up?

It's called Westlaw.

It's a legal research database.

Every published lawsuit

is on-line.

What good's that going to do?

The first lady

was a lawyer with the ACLU.

They take on

pretty heavy people...

class actions, sh*t like that.

Question:
What does a lawyer

use videotape for?

Depositions?

The first lady's pet project?

Veterans' rights.

What does it say?

According to this,

a soldier named Flemming...

sued the army for using

a vaccine on him...

an experimental vaccine...

C.R.C. -13.

It was given

to every man in his unit.

What was his unit?

Eighty-second airborne.

Get the car.

I'll meet you out back.

I know who you are.

I seen you on TV.

You're that guy.

Can I have your autograph?

I never miss your show.

Big fan.

Thanks, Montel.

I'd like to see the records

on patient Lee Flemming.

We don't have

any records on file.

Try the national database.

He would have been

with the 82nd division.

That's strange.

No medical records for the 82nd

are available.

Thanks.

I want you to do me a favor.

Run a patent search

on a vaccine... C.R.C. -13.

Call me at this number

when you get something.

Here's those questionnaires

you wanted.

Thank you, Randy.

You're welcome.

You let the most-wanted man

in America use a computer...

knowing full well his identity?

Is that right?

I'm just a security guard, man.

Man?

You're a disgrace!

A goddamn disgrace.

He's putting things together.

Of course he is.

He'd be an idiot not to...

all the help he's provided with.

Get this man out of my sight.

Traitor.

Ought to take him out

and shoot him... man.

This is what he's got.

What's that still doing there?

What is it doing in there?

It's not supposed

to be in there.

It's supposed to be gone!

Goddamn incompetence!

This is interesting.

Flemming never went

to the Persian Gulf.

He was discharged

before the invasion.

Whatever these soldiers

were exposed to...

had to be stateside.

C.R.C. -13.

Thanks a lot.

That was the hospital.

I had a friend run

a patent search on C.R.C. -13.

The patent was registered

to Bickhart Pharmaceuticals...

bioweapons division.

If you spent as much money

on security as cigars...

you'd live longer.

Your dogs are underfed.

Half-pound of steak,

and they're man's best friend.

Your men would take less naps...

if you put them on 8-hour shifts

instead of 12.

This alarm system

is totally outdated.

Gum and a screwdriver

is all you need.

What do you want?

You need to check that attitude.

Don't let the fact I haven't put

a bullet in your ass...

give you

a false sense of security.

The reason you still breathe

is you have information I need.

What is Colonel Casey's

real name?

I don't know

what you're talking about.

Then die.

Wait.

Name!

What is his name?

Woodward...

General Adam Woodward.

I know who killed her.

I'm listening.

It was General Adam Woodward.

He's working

with Donald Bickhart.

Woodward? The same one

heading the investigation?

Woodward allowed Bickhart...

to try an experimental vaccine

on his troops.

It was supposed to protect them

from viral warfare...

only the vaccine

was contaminated.

The troops started dying.

The first lady was going to

expose the whole thing.

Do you have proof?

You said you'd help me.

You going to bring me in?

You want my help?

Get the files.

Only then will I bring you in.

Accusation without confirmation

is meaningless.

Anything that damaging,

Woodward will keep close.

You're going to have

to get next to him.

Is that clear?

Are they going to help us?

What are we going to do?

We're going to split up.

What are you talking about?

I appreciate all your help,

but I got to do it from here.

Take this.

Go back to the bunker,

turn on the TV...

and wait for my signal.

- What signal?

- You'll know.

When you see it, I want you

to call that number.

Somebody will pick you up.

What are you going to do?

What they trained me to do.

Pull over.

I hope I see you again.

Count on it.

You know what?

I don't think he did it.

They got film on the boy.

Film don't mean sh*t.

A n*gger can't get

from Crenshaw to La Brea...

without police stopping him

at least twice.

He shot the president's wife?

Tell me he shot

the mayor of Compton's wife...

and I'll believe you.

Don't start nothin'.

Ain't gonna be no problem.

Sergeant Fury was upset,

wasn't he?

Keep going.

Single file.

Task force.

This is Sergeant Fury in lockup.

We got a guy

I think is a definite match.

He's demanding

to speak to a lawyer.

Tell the general to take a look.

We'll tell him.

Officer!

I'm talking to you!

Shoot him!

Jam that thing!

They're going up.

Call downstairs.

Shut off the power

in those elevators.

This entire building

will be sealed in one minute.

You just dug your grave.

I was dead when you met me.

Tell me something.

How does a man

of the United States Army...

do what you did to those men?

The price of freedom is high.

What happened was

a necessary evil...

friendly fire.

Hear them coming?

They're coming for you.

You sick son of a b*tch.

I should bust a cap

in your chitlin-eatin' ass now.

You're lucky

I didn't come here for that.

I'm going to bury you.

You've got nothing!

You can't access that powerbook

without the proper key.

- You think I'm an imbecile?

- Where's the key?

In the safest place

in this man's universe.

You ain't never gonna find it,

jar-head.

Give me the key,

or I'll blow your brains out!

You got the guts?

Pull the trigger!

The key dies with me!

You're trying my patience.

Tell me something.

Why does a man so proud

of his wounds hide the scar?

Safest place in God's universe?

I'll have your head

on my trophy wall!

You know something?

You talk too much.

I want the blueprints

for this building!

Cover the stairs!

All the exits!

Move it!

He's headed for the roof!

Get a chopper up there!

Don't shoot him.

The son of a b*tch is mine.

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