Solace Page #4

- And Otis is who?

Besides you,

he's the best there is.

Otis! Come on, boy. Let's go.

- Where's the item?

- Right here.

Let's go, boy.

Find it,

Let's go! Move it up!

Let's go!

I want a 3-block perimeter.

We're on our way to Riverside.

- How far do we follow him?

- As far as he goes,

I don't trust it.

Either this is useless or...

He's leading us somewhere,

maybe into a trap.

- John, should I not follow the lead?

- No.

We have to follow him.

Christ, no! It's weird.

Let's go!

Possible subject location.

Give me all units, now!

- You wearing a vest?

- Of course. We all are, John.

Let's go! Move it up!

2 men on each exit, 6 going in.

Sawyer runs the perimeter.

Let's go.

Go!

Stairway up.

Landing. Clear.

Stairway up.

Landing, Clear.

Open door!

Closed door left

Hallway.

Closed door right.

Closed door left.

Closed door right.

FBI! Open up!

Go.

FBI! FBI!

Stay to your left!

- Left side clear.

- Right side clear.

Room clear!

- Whoa!

- Do you live here, sir?

- Do you live here?

- This is my studio.

What's your name?

Linus Harp.

Do you know

who occupies the opposite studio?

No... No one does.

- Turpentine?

- I'm a painter.

That's great, Can you

please step outside with us?

Can I lock up hrst?

No. Your studio is safe.

Step outside.

Frogs.

(distorted) Freeze!

- Man down!

- Move! Ambulance!

Agent down!

Suspect on foot!

He jumped out the window!

I'm coming down!

We gotta get him to county!

- What?

- How's it look?

It's not great.

Get an ambulance! Now!

Go with Katherine.

Come on and get him!

- (over radio) Got anything?

- No sign!

We got anything? Anything?

- What am I locking for?

- No idea!

- White male...

- Left!

- Left here?

- Left here.

Car heading west...

- In pursuit.

- DISPATCHERZ Give us a description.

- Right!

- We will when we can.

Yellow cab,

He's stolen a yellow cab.

I need a number.

- Five. M. Four. Three.

- There!

Hey!

Look out!

We're gonna lose him!

Hey!

- Take a left.

- He went straight!

Take a left!

- Okay, stop!

- Sit back!

- Stop the car!

- I got this!

Stop the f***ing car!

What's the matter with you?

- He's gonna get away.

- Just stop the car.

- You want me to let him go?

- Shut up!

Come on! Come on!

Right. Go!

- You okay?

- Yeah. Are you?

Yeah.

Where is he?

Where is he?

Hey, cop!

You're not him.

- You want a moment alone with him?

- Yeah.

- Did you get the guy?

- No, Katherine did.

Good for her.

It wasn't the guy, was it?

Nope.

So you were right.

He was just leading us

down a path.

Mm-hmm.

Handing us that psychopath.

And now...

Now he's got another

terminal case to show for it.

Stage four cancer.

You'd picked up on that,

hadn't you?

I igured.

I appreciate you

not making me talk about it.

I got the diagnosis...

...a few months ago.

And...

It's too advanced

to do anything about it.

You will...

You'll check on Laura

and my little man now and then?

Yes, of course, I will.

Hell, John!

I'm not ready to die.

I guess, uh...

You know, I'd been planning on it.

I've been expecting it for a little bit.

But not for a few more months.

You know, I...

I have so much stuff to do.

I want to move Laura

to the country.

I want to teach my little boy

to drive.

You were always

a lousy driver.

I know.

I wanted him to

take after his dad.

You know, we, uh...

We want for so much in life,

you know?

And then we get it.

I have it.

But I've run out of time.

There's just no time left.

Well, you did a hell of a lot

with your life and time.

My friend.

- Not enough, John,

- You did.

No.

It's good having you back,

you know?

Hey.

Tell me one of your

crappy jokes.

Crappy joke? How about I disconnect you?

Would that make you laugh?

It's true.

You really f***ing can't.

That smile right there.

You do me a favor. You take that

to Elizabeth, Okay?

You make it up with her.

I'm sorry I said to you

what I said last night.

You wanted to tell me

something at the park.

What was that?

Oh, yeah, I remember.

Yes, it was a...

...beautiful Sunday afternoon.

June 24th 1990.

I watched my daughter

playing in the garden.

Everyone singing

"Happy Birthday.

It was her sixth birthday.

All the other kids had a great time.

Suddenly, there it was.

I saw it...

Standing just behind her,

behind Emma.

It was a shadow.

It was moving like a curtain.

Moving in the breeze.

I knew it was no trick of the light.

I could feel it all around me,

Inside me.

(shudders) Oh, God.

It was weird.

And then it just sort of faded away.

And, uh...

I didn't tell anyone,

not even my wife Elizabeth, no one.

But I had no doubt,

no doubt at all.

And 20 years later,

to the exact day, she called us.

Thursday morning, 9:23.

I thought, "Okay,

This is it. Here we go. "

Then came the diagnosis,

Leukemia,

followed by two years of

agonizing treatment.

Then came the worst day

of my life when she...

...died.

And she was gone.

Emma.

And on the third day,

He arose from the dead,

In accordance

with the scriptures.

He ascended into heaven

and sits at the right hand

of the Father.

He will come again in glory,

to judge the living and

the dead,

And his kingdom

will have no end.

Amen.

Kevin, come here.

I know, okay.

Hey.

I Your time is near

- Anything else?

- I'll have the same again.

I wanted to meet you for so long.

We're finally face-to-face.

Here you go.

- Could I have another one of these?

- Sure.

John, each life I take,

it's a life that's saved

from enormous pain.

I see what lies ahead for them.

The suffering and the sickness.

I see them writhing in agony.

I hear them screaming,

begging for release.

They beg for it, John.

And I grant them their wish.

Only better.

I get there before

the wish is even made.

I get there before

the pain even starts.

As for their loved ones,

there's always an autopsy

when the existing

condition is found.

That's when I see them

go from shock to relief.

I hear them say things like,

"Thank God it was so sudden. "

"At least she felt no pain. "

In the end, they're grateful

for what I've done.

That's why I helped

your friend Joe.

He had 73 days

of horrific pain ahead.

Do you know what beneits

his family would've gotten?

Dying of natural causes,

14 years into his career? None.

Now his wife gets a pension,

putting their son through college.

Stanford, actually.

You think Joe wouldn't have

taken that deal?

Please don't call to them.

Come on.

You know I have a gun on me.

- He's got a gun!

- Gun! Get down!

Drop the gun!

I've seen all possible

outcomes of this meeting.

I walk away healthy

from each one.

One version's gruesome for our waitress

who'd be unlucky as her shift ends

in a couple of minutes.

I don't enjoy the work I do.

John, it's not a fetish.

It's about allowing those who are

already dying

...to die with some dignity.

Sometimes the greatest acts of love

are the hardest acts to commit.

Why are you giving me

the silent treatment?

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