Salt Page #2

No, no. Not after the neuro-scan.

'Cause he didn't flutter?

I can beat that thing five

times out of six. I am

trained to and so is he.

I need my phone, I need to call my husband.

- Let me call my husband.

- Let me see it.

There is a reason he

mentioned my wedding ring Ted.

When they blow up a spy,

they don't just blow

up their cover, they blow up their

whole covered life, you know that.

- Yeah.

- Do you remember what happened to Henry's wife?

- Yes, I do.

- Speak.

"Please leave a message

after the tone. Thanks, Bye".

Honey, it's me.

Please call me as soon as you get this.

Okay sweetheart? As soon as you get this.

Godspeed, comrade Chenkov.

Someone interrogate

that piece of sh*t.

Someone who enjoys getting answers.

Look Eve, try to stay calm...

I'm not a goddamn Russia spy.

I didn't say you were.

Let's go up to my office

so we can sort this out.

No, no. We gotta go to a secure location.

- Now.

- Alright.

Doesn't get anymore secure than this.

Eve?

Five minutes.

Call Protective Services and

tell them to find Mike.

This is bullshit.

Give us a sec.

I know that we're heading into your jurisdiction here,

but I'm asking you for just 5 minutes.

No.

If I have to yes, you can't have

five minutes alone with her. I have to talk with her

- She's scared?

- I don't care.

There's a mole in

Russia house Ted.

There's a mole in

Russia house and I am sure...

Please step in the elevator.

What the hell is that?

Sir.

Jesus Chirst.

- There he is again.

- No sign of him so far on the street.

Two minutes to go before we lock down.

We just got a match, Sir.

- In 1981, there's Bresnov and there...

- Orlov.

- That's him.

- Used to be a heavyweight once upon a time.

Get that photo out now. Every ticket counter

airport, train station and taxi

station, the whole nine yards.

- Get me director Medford on a secure line, now.

- Yes, Sir.

- Top-right screen, is that live?

- Yes sir.

- Where is she going?

- Track her.

Rink Petroleum Security.

You have a woman to your left behind you.

Evelyn Salt.

- We lost visual of her.

- Damn.

Where'd she go?

Hey, Edward. Is Mike there?

No, I'm sorry. He left after lunch.

Stairwell, second floor.

What's on that floor?

It's empty. Security buffer.

Isolate and seal it.

Get her records to my hand-held.

Kill the power to the elevator doors.

We got her.

Alright.

Get a tactical team to meet

me on the south stairwell.

Yes, Sir.

- Director Medford, Sir.

- Get me a side-arm.

I'll call her back.

- Sh*t.

- I lost visual.

Where is she Albert. Talk to me.

Come on.

North hallway.

There, interrogation room. Bring it up.

- Have you found him?

- What the hell are you doing Eve?

This don't look good.

There's a tac team coming

at you in 30 seconds. Get your goddamn

panties off the camera. Get where we

can see you. So you don't get hurt.

Have you found my husband?

These boys don't fool around, Eve.

- Please, I can't help you unless you talk to me.

- Call me when you find Mike.

Okay, open the doors, about two feet.

We're gonna gas her.

Is that absolutely necessary?

Want, do you want me to shoot her?

Get a medical team in place now.

Okay, on my count.

Go.

Jesus Christ.

Where is she?

Come on, guys. Find her, now.

There. Bring that up.

Stay with her. She's crossing the street.

Pan the god-damned camera.

Back that up and zoom in.

Freeze.

What the hell are you doing, Eve?

Michael Krauss left his office an hour ago.

Salt's apartment is 20 minutes from here.

We can cover it, but she won't go there.

She will if she's serious about Mike.

This stays in the house, okay?

Taxi.

Hugh's street. I'll tell you where to stop.

"Hi, this is Mike. Please

leave a message after the tone".

He's one of the world's

top arachnologists, Eve.

And as such, enjoys pretty much unrestricted

access to the borders of North Korea.

So,

brush up on your

bugs and get to know him.

He's the perfect cover to get us inside.

Mike?

Mike?

Honey?

Hey baby. Come here.

It's alright.

It's okay. Where's daddy?

Where's daddy?

Go! Go!

Bathroom, clear.

Kitchen, clear.

Office, clear.

Living room, clear.

Everybody out in 60 seconds.

What are you doing?

She's not here and no sign

of the husband either.

Did it ever occur to you that

maybe that Russian was lying?

I don't know, cause you

were gonna lock her up.

Why'd she run?

See it from her perspective.

Maybe her husband is in some real danger.

Maybe, God forbid,

Salt is who she says she is.

"Maybe", is your department.

Mine is catching her, so we can find out.

We bring her in, or we bring her down.

Do you have any idea who this woman is?

What she's done for this country.

Doesn't that mean anything to you?

Should it?

- Is your mom home?

- No.

- Can you do me a favor?

- Yeah.

- Can you baby-sit Bert for me?

- Yeah.

Here's some money for the food.

Did you do your homework?

Yeah, Math.

I hate math.

Hi.

It's nice to see you again.

- Are you talking to me?

- Yeah, I've seen you here before.

Yeah, I do. I come here a lot.

And you?

No, I'm working here at the museum.

I'm an arachnologist.

A what?

I hunt spiders.

I got her.

She's heading north

toward the metro-station.

Eve..?

She's east-bound in the mall.

There she is.

All teams south-bound toward the bridge.

Box her in.

Stop!

Stop!

F***!

Take it back. Hold your fire.

Stop!

Salt!

Don't shoot. Don't shoot, I'm innocent.

On the ground, now.

Just don't shoot.

Salt, on the ground.

- I have to find my husband

- why'd you run?

- To find my husband

- For what reason?

Don't shoot.

- Stay back.

- Last chance.

I'm innocent,

somebody is setting me up.

- Don't make me put you down, Salt.

- Put the god-damn gun down.

- Give yourself up, now!

- No.

On the ground.

We'll sort this out, I promise.

We gotta bring you in Salt.

Someone is gonna try to kill

the Russian president, you know that.

Do something about that.

- Give yourself up.

- That's what you should be worried about.

There's nowhere to run.

I didn't do anything.

She's on a blue semi,

route one, heading north.

Get a roadblock in place now.

There she is. On the tanker.

Stop! Stop!

Ev..!

- You, my friend, have got a mole in your group.

- We don't know that yet.

Actually, she's a

trained god damned liar.

Everything she's done up

until now, is to protect her cover.

Why don't you tell me

how you really feel about it.

Get off on the shoulder!

Get off on the shoulder!

Okay, take it down.

Sh*t.

Sh*t.

Okay.

Ted, I know you're her friend,

but we gotta drop a net on New York.

We gotta do it now.

I'll notify the

Secret Service on the details.

Tell 'em Salt might be coming their way.

Here she is.

Orlov may not be far behind either.

You see this?

Salt spent time in Russia

when she was a kid.

She was in the car accident with

her parents in '88, they both died.

They were teachers at the U.S Embassy

for the American children of the staff there.

That's why we put her on

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