The Impostor Files: The Making of 'Impostor' Page #4

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it is your husband

it will likely contact you

turn to you for assistance

or may have already.

Do you have a wife, Major?

Pardon?

Do you have a wife?

Yes.

Does she know you very well?

She knows I'm a human,

if that's what you mean.

And how does she know that?

Because I'm not

on a Centauri hit list

and I'm not walking around

with a bomb

in my ribcage.

And for every second

that we debate

known facts, we are closer

to mass murder.

So I need to ask you

a couple of simple questions.

Has it contacted you?

No.

Do you have any idea

where it might go?

None.

I'm sure if something occurs

to you

you'll let Lieutenant Burrows

know immediately.

My men will be

escorting you home...

to grieve.

I have six wards running

at twice capacity, Major.

I'll grieve

when my shift is over.

Nelson Gittes is dead.

Murdered by the replicant

along with two of my men.

Oh, I'm sorry for them too.

Take off your jacket.

There's a big difference

between you and me

and I'm not talking

about the obvious.

See, me, I ghost in

and ghost out of the city.

You, the ESA will pick you off

at the first census post.

You're going to strip

my CimCode?

Like I said, take it off.

He's going to need a knockout.

I don't have that much.

Whatever you got,

keep it topical.

Already got enough sh*t in me

to embalm a horse.

Government-issue

Mercury Pentothal, my guess.

Hmm, powerful drug.

Give you bad dreams.

Yeah.

I've noticed.

You got anything

to flush it with?

Adrenozine, maybe,

but if we had that

this would be a real hospital,

and, uh, I'd be a real doctor.

Watch his spinal cord.

You sure you don't want

to be out for this?

Oh, sh*t.

This hurts.

Well...

now nobody's going to know you

when you're visiting.

Hey, put this on.

And get rid of that G-coat.

No, I'll, uh...

I'll hold on to it.

Could be useful.

What'd she do

with the CimCode?

Don't worry

about the CimCode.

She'll shred it. Now let's go.

I'd like to keep it.

Souvenir.

Hey.

Wait here.

Wait right here.

What's up, guys?

Hey.

There's definitely something

strange about that guy...

I think you've got some things

you forgot to share

with me... Spencer.

What did they tell you?

Because if we don't have

honesty in our relationship

we have a dead relationship.

I'm not what they say I am.

Then what are you?

Just tell me what they said.

No, I want you to tell me.

I want to hear it from you.

You tell me.

They told you...

that they couldn't surface

because it's too hot up there.

There's too many military

looking for someone

with my face

and my name.

And what else?

What else?

Doesn't this seem a little off?

Your friends know

I'm public enemy number one,

that I'm worth something

and then they just walk away.

Does that seem like

your friends?

How about a trade, Cale?

Let's talk trade.

Come on!

Come on! Hey!

Safety.

Where'd you learn

to fight like that?

What's your name?

Cale.

Is there anything else

you want to know?

No.

Well, being that we've become so

goddamn friendly

why don't you tell me

what I want to know?

All right, Cale.

The ESA think

I'm a Centauri robot.

They think I have

a bomb inside my heart

and that I've been programmed

to kill the Chancellor.

Let's get moving.

Let's go.

... gate 112.

Arriving on platform three.

Continuing to Central City,

Sector South.

Transport available...

Unauthorized aliens

violating curfew

will be subject

to arrest and confinement.

Also, aliens are required

to wear an identification badge

at all times...

Through this plaza

swing east, another few blocks,

we're there.

You know,

when you say it fast like that

it doesn't sound so bad.

Oh, Christ.

Not now.

- What's the matter?

- He sees me.

What are you talking about?

Nobody sees you. Come on.

Easy, easy.

Where's your ship?!

Come on, get up.

Come on... get up.

Get up... Get up...

What the hell is

happening to you?

It's the drugs.

The ESA gave me psychotropics.

I can't carry you.

I need to hear

that you're with me.

I can't trust my own mind.

They've gotten in my mind.

I can't tell what's real.

They want you to think that.

They're wrong about me.

I've done nothing.

I'm a good man.

I didn't know he was in there.

My best friend.

The doors opened...

I think I killed my friend.

How many you see-

ESA?

Exactly eight too many.

I'll just be a minute.

Olham!

Check the log!

Negative, no outgoing

transmissions.

How about incoming?

One incoming

within project sector...

Going back how far?

Data confirmed

as of 0700 hours.

All right, it's time

to jerk the leash.

I want a house arrest,

with a 24/7 watch.

No, no, no

you keep all your men in place

until you hear from me.

I'm telling you, it's still

prime stomping ground

if it still believes...

it's Dr. Olham.

Census Bureau reporting

new hit- Veterans Plaza.

South Sector of main promenade,

post number 4-niner-7.

That's behind us.

Affirmative, Major.

How long ago?

Which direction?

Stand by, Major.

Patch it through to Burke,

tell him to get over here

and turn and burn some bodies

immediately.

Get me Burke.

I got in close.

- I just...

- Listen to me.

I don't care if you're

crazy, doped up

or you want to f***

somebody because

they hurt your feelings.

I got you here.

Remember that.

I put everything on

the line for you

- and I want my end.

- You'll get it.

Olham...

Look,

I said you'll get it.

You know

I'm beginning to think

that the ESA got it right.

What do you mean?

I mean maybe you are a bomb.

Just don't blow up in my face.

Comm Center

I'm at Post 4-9-7.

I need an update.

Census Bureau

reports target crossing

your location 20 seconds ago.

Target heading south.

Lieutenant, take your men 1,000

meters south from here. Go!

You told me

the hospital would be clean.

Just wait.

In and out, right?

Why don't we just do

what you did?

Bump up against them

and ask them to dance.

Just give it a minute.

Let's go!

Okay, so now you got me

interested.

And I won't work half blind,

so tell me right now.

What's in there for you?

Proof.

For them or for you?

They even have a name

for where we are now?

It's called "Reallocation".

The military took finishing

funds away from the hospital.

This way.

Emergent Medivac Unit arrival

imminent on Med Dock Five.

Countdown:
five minutes.

Stand by.

I got another way.

Okay.

Second level, east side. Go!

Comm Center, I am now

at Post 4-9-6!

Stand by, Major.

I need men

up on the east side roof.

Target passed your position

Right here?

Affirmative, Major.

It's here.

It's right here.

All available

emergency personnel

Code three-three-three.

Emergent Medivac Unit

arrival imminent

on Med Dock Five.

Medivac Arrival.

Clear landing platform.

No, go back!

Attention

all available

emergency personnel...

Medical beds in SICU-4!

Anybody got a top

sheet on this one?

He's been here

for five hours now.

Move it out!

Come on!

Over here!

Over here!

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