Tentacle 8 Page #5
Yes, sir, I'll
do that right away.
Mosley's gonna be involved,
so get to know him well.
He's got the secretary's ear,
so he's somebody we need on our side.
Yeah. Navy Seal commander,
CIA interrogation advisor -
Yeah, memorizing
ain't the same as knowing.
I want you to know these people.
Tex.
How was your visit with NSA?
They are a real mystery to me,
so I don't know.
I mean, they're real tight with intel,
kind of like they invented it.
Everything they've told me so far
makes me think security's
not going to be an issue.
Well, Murdoch's been briefing me
on some outstanding issues,
intel breaches, leaks.
I've asked him to be available
for you if you need anything.
There is one thing
that's been bothering me.
Maybe you can help me out with it.
Last March the secretary
asked me to go down to
visit at
one of our black sites.
He wanted me to sit in on an interrogation
regarding one of the network breaches.
There was this guy there, long time NSA,
failed his polygraph test,
and nothing that came out of his mouth
matched up with his paperwork.
By the time I got down there, he was gone.
He was already shipped
off to some other hole,
God knows where, and I doubt if
anyone has followed up on it.
Our guys?
Third party contractors.
I promise you, this will
come back to haunt us.
You need to talk to the General
see if he has any more information
Murdoch can get
you everything you need
and I will catch up with you Deanna more
Looking forward to it.
Murdoch, I'm looking
forward to working with you.
What's a guy got to do to get a call back?
Win an election?
I'm okay.
What happened?
What do you mean?
Well, not just that,
I'm sorry, Ray.
I was in a war zone.
Why are you being defensive?
When I was laid
up at
with a broken back and perforated spleen,
out of all the times I
played this out in my head,
this wasn't one of them.
Oh, and did I mention I
couldn't take any meds
any stronger than a f***ing Tylenol?
Maybe that has something to do with it.
I don't understand.
It means I'm
in a lot of pain, Ray.
Everything okay with the baby?
The doctor said
the baby saved my life.
How's that possible?
I don't know, Ray.
It's a miracle.
I'm just trying to understand.
I'm not trying to come
across the wrong way,
I just don't know exactly
what it is you want from me.
I don't know what I should
say or do right now.
It's real life, Ray.
It's messy and inconvenient.
It's not a little blip on
your map you can just erase
or a line in your book you can
black out with your marker.
I owe you an explanation,
but what you do with that
is up to you.
Just like the first edition
you brought back from,
what was it, Homburg, a few loose pages?
How 'bout a few missing
pages; pages 1, 50 and 400.
Those pages mean anything to you?
I didn't flip through the pages.
Pages 1, 50 and 400.
stamped on pages 1, 50 and 400.
That's a hell of a
coincidence, wouldn't you say?
What are we doing here, Ray?
What do you want me to say?
If we don't have a future after today,
then nothing we've done
or said in the past
matters much anyway.
There's no need to waste another second.
But, if you want any part of this,
I don't care where you've
been or what you've done.
What we had was real.
At least it was to me.
I have never lied to you.
So what I want to know is
if you want part of this.
If you do, I'm here.
But if you don't, then I'm on a plane
and I'm out of here first
thing tomorrow morning.
I have to go.
I'll go with you.
Just wait a few more days.
I don't want to wait.
Let's take care of our exits.
I think that's it.
I'm ready.
Cell phones?
Take this.
That should get you by until I get there.
Once I'm done here, I'll come to you.
We'll leave for Madison.
How will I reach you?
I'll contact you at your apartment.
Keep the landlines
connected until I get there.
Unplug the TVs and put
them facedown. Remember!
I'll see you in a few days.
I promise.
I'll wait for you.
Hey, brother,
you got something for me?
Help a brother out.
On my way out.
Come on
man, give me something.
I'm dying in this heat.
You may want to take off that coat.
Where's Ahmad today?
What do you need?
I can get it for you.
Go around again.
He's inside.
Give him back his money now!
I'm so sorry, sir.
Anytime you need anything,
you come see me, Roger.
Anytime.
Please except my sincerest
apologies for my nephew.
Sir, your change, sir!
Hey! Hey you! Hey, hold up!
Hurry up! Hurry up!
I'm here. Go ahead.
Mitchell.
I'm here. Go ahead.
Once I upload the virus,
you've got maybe 5 hours
to get why you need
before everything crashes.
You won't be able to get back in.
We're good on this end.
The men are in place.
You've got
to follow up on Towne
while you're out there
and you've got to make
sure Barry gets out.
He's got the codes if
they recover the files.
I'll keep him safe.
Thanks for everything.
Just get out in one piece.
I guess I'll see you when I see you.
Yeah.
They're gone.
The merger's been approved.
Global is doing the deal next week.
I heard
NSA's already working
on a LAD prototype.
AE129 will be in the DNA of every computer
and television cycle now
within the next 5 years.
I can't imagine what kind of
deals are being made right not.
It's not about the money.
Surveillance?
Influence.
AE129 runs purely on ambient energy.
It doesn't need electricity.
Cell phones and remote controls
are going to be powered
up by body heat sensors.
You pair that with a remote
transmitter via satellite,
you can turn on any
laptop, TV or cellphone
anywhere in the world, no
matter if it's on or off.
Add a multi billion
dollar telecom to the mix
and there's no corner left
in the world to hide in.
What if you're wrong and
the chips don't degrade?
Mitchell found a way to smuggle in
NSA confiscated silicon.
They can't handle currents any
higher than room temperature.
Can they cool it?
There's no real world
application for the chip
outside the lab.
Exploding TVs and laptop fires
are not good for business.
What's the fallback.
Somebody's sure to find
a way around the defect.
They'll have to design a new chip,
buy another company, start from scratch.
Probably set them back maybe 20 years.
But, I'm sure they'll be back.
What next?
Wait. Disappear for a while.
Somewhere out there, I hope
Mitchell's laughing his ass off.
Yeah.
I hope so too.
You're the one in my cell.
I'm glad you're okay.
What were the numbers?
protocol when a detainee talks
into a data base to see if
the story's been told before.
So, what was the story?
Social security numbers
for the president's grandchildren.
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