The Impostor Files: The Making of 'Impostor' Page #3

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Major!

I have the Secretary of Defense

calling for you.

I'll bet you do.

You would think the ESA-

the premier special op force

of our military machine-

would be able to contain it

in its own containment facility.

So the first question I have for you, Major,

is this:

Why are we having

this conversation?

I take full responsibility.

Effective immediately

I'll hand the matter over

to Captain Burke.

He's a good man.

Pick up your weapon, Major.

A good man is not what I need.

Is the replicant

still pursuing its target?

We don't know.

What is the range of the bomb?

We don't know.

Is there a secondary trigger?

We don't know.

Given that the Chancellor

is landing in four hours

is there anything you do know?

We know it's either in the evac tunnels

or out in the Zone.

I recommend you evacuate

the city immediately.

You recommend

that I set off a mass panic

and you can't even

show me an X ray?

Mr. Secretary...

the Centauri are well ahead

of us in nanotechnology.

The bomb, it eludes

standard detection.

The explosive parts coalesce

at trigger phase.

That's when you'd hear

a big boom.

Don't f*** with me, Major.

Now, tell me how

we deactivate it.

We shoot it.

We can't shoot it, because you can't contain it.

It believes it is human.

It wants to live.

It knows fear.

It will make a mistake.

In the genius lies the defect.

Lucky for us...

it bleeds.

And how many innocent men bled

for your mistakes

before you uncovered

the first replicant?

Ten.

You don't lose any sleep

over those dead men

do you, Hathaway?

We lost ten and saved 10,000.

I sleep like a baby,

Mr. Secretary.

Old Grid.

Census Bureau reports CimCode

hit on Spencer John Olham.

In the Zone.

You shouldn't be here.

I said you shouldn't be here.

Attention, all inhabitants.

You have 30 seconds to comply.

Do not refuse,

or you will be bodily removed.

Do not run,

or you will be stopped by force.

Go, go, go, go!

Go, go!

This man is a prison escapee.

Take a good look at him.

Have you seen him?

Come on! Let's go!

Outside! Hustle!

Burke, give me an update!

Zero read, sir-

either the masonry's too thick

or they still have

lead paint up there.

All right, bring it out.

All right, let's go.

Move it out!

All right, all right.

Circle around.

Take it down.

Over here!

Over here. This okay?

Set.

Let's get some power up here.

Switch it on.

Sir, we are draining 25%

of dome power.

Ready yourself, gentlemen!

One floor at a time,

Sergeant.

Burke...

we are up, and now scanning

the building.

I make four holdouts

ground floor,

and a fifth on the second.

Second floor.

Command, this is Alpha T.

We've got the holdout

on the second floor.

I've got another one.

Third floor.

Looks like a runner

heading upstairs.

That's fourth floor, Burke.

Identify runner

on the fourth floor.

Fifth floor.

Go.

Target is not moving.

There must be old motors

up there.

Goddamn it, Sergeant,

give me a fix.

Getting magnetic

interference, sir.

It's topped out.

Go slow, Burke.

Your target is now on the roof!

I repeat:

Your target is now on the roof.

Attention, all inhabitants

remain where you are...

Let's go. Proceed.

Benton...

uncover those tarps.

You got a hard fix on him?

Sir, I am picking up...

Got him! Got him!

Target-lock:
Eight meters

east.

Go, go, go, go.

Whoa.

Identify your target, Burke.

Burke, identify your target!

Target appears to be...

...a little girl, sir.

We're bringing her down.

A girl.

Next building, gentlemen.

Let's go!

Move it out!

Let's go!

Second building!

Go up the stairs

on the south side!

Let's go!

He's too f***ing hot.

We shouldn't have brought him here.

What are you talking about?

The hotter he is, the bigger the bank,

you know that.

He's wanted by the ESA.

going to come get him.

Just let me see if I can trade

something for him, okay?

Spencer John Olham.

Married.

No wants or warrants.

No history

of infectious disease.

Work record...

...classified.

Now that jacket

and this full-auto Glock 18 say ESA.

But everything else about you

smells like a sh*t

backed-up civilian

waiting on a heart attack.

Which are you?

Look...

those troopers will be back

and they may not miss this place

next time.

If you're smart

you'll just let me go.

Get up.

Get up!

So where would it go

if it was thinking

like Spencer Olham?

Sir...

Next quadrant.

Yes, sir!

Fall in!

This way. Come on, this way.

... at this time

all non-district personnel...

This way.

...at checkpoint D.

Security alerts are advised...

Border patrol.

That's right.

They pay good cash

for runners like you.

You're going to turn me in

to the ESA.

Life's a tragedy. Move.

Whatever you're going

to trade me for-

whatever you can get,

I'll triple it.

It's too late.

House allocation,

food rations...

I can get you all of it.

Come on, help me out.

Too late!

See that dome right there?

A government program built that

after we were bombed

by the Centauri

after we got turned

into the Dead Zone.

See, that's how

you G-fucks always deliver-

too goddamn late.

Now get up.

Walk.

Walk!

I'm not going back to them.

I won't die like that.

You can kill me, but I'm worth

a lot more to you alive.

You're useless to me.

Drugs:
narco-phetamines

adrenosteroids,

pharmaceutical grade.

- What?

- "Jump", "Delirium"

- anything you want.

- So, what you think?

You've got me down?

You think you know me?

All Zoners are junkies.

Right? Right?

No, that's not what I meant.

Not you.

You know, I don't like you.

You keep saying all the wrong things.

Then listen to the words.

I'm not saying "junkie,"

I'm saying "payoff. "

I'm offering you a real trade.

Punch in this CimCode: 746-218.

Come on.

Just do it.

Do it!

Grid units are advised

that all authorized and unauthorized personnel

arriving or departing

dome check-in

are subject to high security

clearance at this time.

"Maya June Olham. "

Pretty girl.

no wants or warrants.

Associate Director...

Associate Director

of Veterans Hospital,

Central City Sector.

She's my connection.

And she'll do anything...

to get her husband back alive.

Now I know that you can run me

into that city underground

and I can get you inside

that hospital supply.

In and out, clean.

So, what's it going to be?

Dr. Olham...

I'd like to convey my...

my deepest regrets.

I had... great respect

for your husband

his work.

We...

We all mourn with you.

I'm Major Hathaway.

Yes, I know who you are.

We haven't found

your husband's body yet

but every effort is being made

to locate his murderer

this "Impostor"...

Don't you think I'd know

my own husband, Major?

I think we'd all like to believe

that this never happened.

And when did it happen?

This "switch" ?

While we slept?

While he showered? When?

We don't know when.

Oh, so, you don't know

for certain then, do you?

We know that the replicant poses

a real threat to the public,

Dr. Olham.

And since it believes

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