Prisoner X Page #6

and see what I can find out.

I'll call you in a bit.

- I appreciate the apology.

I guess I overreacted too.

- It was with profound

shock and sadness

that I learned of the

devastating attack on Moscow.

On behalf of every American,

I wanna offer my deepest

condolences to the Russian people.

- So what's happening?

- Russian generals are pressing

for immediate retaliation,

but the president is

willing to give us

the benefit of the doubt.

But Jefferson, if

another blast happens...

- what the hell?

- Yes, what?

- Of freedom.

We will stand against

them as our...

- Jefferson?

- Saint Petersburg and Volgograd

have just been hit.

We're going into full lock-down.

- Emergency

condition protocol red.

Locking sectors

a, c, d, I.

Emergency life support...

- he hasn't slept in four days.

This morning he

didn't even pray.

Should we tell him something?

- Let the uncertainty

gnaw at him.

We've got him by the balls.

What's the use now?

- How's life in

Lincoln Nebraska, Jim?

Your family, are they well?

There's been

another attack, yes?

Did the Indians sneak

in a couple of nukes?

Was a nearby military

base hit, or...

A reactor, yes, of course.

- We should get

him out of there.

- No, wait.

- How long will we have to wait?

Two weeks?

A month, to be rescued?

- A couple of nukes?

Try 1,000.

Every major city

has been wiped out.

Wild fires and poisonous rain

are taking care of the rest.

You can't tell the difference

between night and day,

and forty-below is

the warmest it gets.

- The Indians did this?

- First it was the Russians

then the Chinese joined in

but we bombed them

into the stone age.

- Sh*t.

- Get in the cell, now.

- It's all because of you.

- Step back, Sullivan.

And put your gun down.

I will shoot if I have to.

- Jim?

Take it easy, okay?

Killing him is not

gonna change anything.

- What the hell are

you talking about?

We're done.

We're dead already.

- Not everything is lost.

Okay? You just need to trust me.

- Monster.

- No!

This?

This is what you wanted?

A nuclear winter?

The end of all of us?

- No.

- No?

- I didn't think you peo

were so weak, reckless,

and incredibly stupid!

- Well I'm sorry,

to disappoint you, Ramiro.

Or should I call you Abraham?

'Cause there is no

Abraham, is there?

And there is not army of

time-travelling jihadists,

there's just you.

You arrive in Kashmir, alone.

17-years-ago with what?

A little bit of uranium.

A few odd gizmos

from your world,

enough physical evidence to

give your story some legs.

I mean, why send an entire

army when one soldier

armed with the right words

will do just as well?

You were right.

Paranoia is the greatest

weapon there is.

And it was a brilliant plan.

I will give you that.

Draw the U.S. into

self-destructive wars

while arming the islamists to

take over China and Russia.

15, 20 years from now,

this world would

be unrecognizable.

- You're smart, Carmen.

Far smarter than

Fischer ever was.

- That's how you got to him.

You just told him the truth.

And the poor guy realized that

every life that had been lost

was because he

fell for your lies.

- Fischer was a fool.

He gobbled up

everything I fed him

without ever questioning it.

But you, on the other hand...

- you overestimate my abilities.

Just like you did your own.

You are like this,

sadistic interrogator.

You came here to torture us.

To inflict as much

pain as you could,

the maximum that we could bear.

But you went too far,

and you killed your subject.

- I say we kill him.

He's no use to us anymore.

- I agree.

Let's not give him the courtesy

of a bullet to the head.

Let's take him

out to the surface

and let him die a slow death.

- Take

it! Just take it!

- A little late,

don't you think?

- You have no idea

what I just gave you.

It's the full schematic,

everything you need to know

to build your very

own time machine.

- Yeah but you forgot

the most important part.

The equation.

- What equation?

- The man is on

the verge of death

and he's still playing games.

- What are you talking about?

- Project sigma, our

scientists have been working

on a time machine based

on his early drawings

but they can't come up

with a functioning equation

because the calculations are

based on 99 of these guys.

- I don't remember any equation.

- You can remember the coordinates

of dozens of supernovae

but you can't remember

a single equation.

- I don't remember it!

- We're gonna figure it out

in a couple of years anyway.

- We're getting

close to the surface.

- Good luck, Ramiro.

Your extra genes and your

gizmos aren't gonna be

of any use against

radiation sickness.

- Give me something

to write with.

Anything!

- You have 15 seconds.

- There it is.

Now hit the button.

- Where's the second part?

- What second part?

- Nine.

Eight.

Seven.

Six.

Five.

- That's the full equation!

Now hit the f***ing button!

- Stand down.

What happened?

- He set off his

suicide implant.

Think his brain is fried but

you should probably check.

Take a picture of that equation

and send it to doctor Ellis

at Darpa, he's expecting it.

- Right away.

Medic team to the airlock.

Level one.

- Everything was faked.

- Except Jim, of course.

- Newscasts.

Messages.

- Digital magic.

Some play acting by real people.

- Even the president?

- He was pretty good, wasn't he?

- But we felt the explosions.

- A few nukes detonated in

some surrounding mine shafts.

A little bit risky

but effective.

Jefferson.

That equation will let

us change everything.

- Thank you.

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