The Marine 4: Moving Target

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We need a medic!

Standing by for airdrop.

In the garden the spirit is crushed

Ask not what your country can do for you.

Ask what you can do for your country.

Just two hours ago,

allied air forces began an attack

on military targets in Iraq.

I have seen war on land and sea.

I have seen blood running

from the wounded.

...to fear is... fear itself.

Your sins

You watched me die

In front of your eyes

You watched me die

Again I will rise

Beaten and mocked

Spat on and disgraced

Excruciate

I suffocate for days

You stare as I hang

Blood drips from my crown

Disfigured and lifeless

I've laid my life down

You watched me die

In front of your eyes

You watched me die

Again I will rise

You can try

I'm comin' to getcha

Oh, no

There's nowhere left to go

Go ahead and run,

but there's nowhere left to hide

I'm comin' to getcha

Turning now to the weather

for your Thursday morning...

here in Bristol Falls.

We have mostly cloudy skies at the moment,

variable light winds...

You can field strip an M4 in the dark.

You still can't tie a damn tie.

...the upper 50s,

which will give way to clouds.

Tomorrow's weather looks like

a carbon copy of today...

with rain likely hitting

our area all weekend.

Showers likely hitting around evening,

then cloudy with a chance of showers

after midnight, with lows in the 50s.

...with your updated

weather forecast here for Bristol Falls.

New guy.

Yeah.

Jake Carter. Ex-jarhead.

Hometown hero last year.

That's him.

I'll call you when we have the package.

Carter.

I'm Robert Daniels, team leader.

When did you get in?

Last night, sir.

I studied your file, Sergeant.

Two Purple Hearts, Bronze Star.

Hawthorne Global Security

is the cream of the crop.

Our agents are held to

the highest standard.

Understood?

Yes, sir.

This is your fresh start, Carter.

Make it count.

Gentlemen.

Department of Justice

is flying in a high-value package.

We've been hired

to protect said package...

until DOJ takes official custody.

Questions?

All right, look alive, gentlemen.

Plane's on final approach.

Carter, you're with me.

Nathan Miller,

Department of Justice.

Robert Daniels,

Global Hawthorne Security.

I'll be damned. Jake Carter.

Morning, Lieutenant.

Don't you salute me. I'll kick your ass.

I'm just a lowly civil servant now.

Never thought I'd see you

in a monkey suit, Jake.

- But I got to tell you, it looks ridiculous.

- Thank you, sir.

Let's go, Miss Tanis.

Where the hell are we?

You are back in the United States of

America. That's all that matters.

She still pissed?

She told us to keep our distance.

She's a little high-strung.

Took a swing at one of my guys

for telling her to relax.

Who is she?

Olivia Tanis, 24 years old.

She's smart. IQ, 135.

She's also a whistle-blower.

She's been

on the run overseas for weeks.

We caught up with her in Hong Kong.

Flew her into Vancouver this morning

and then hopped out here.

She's got intel on traitors

inside Genesis Defense Corporation,

where she used to work.

It's also one of the largest

defense contractors in the US.

Tanis worked as an IT engineer.

Says she has files to back up her claims.

That's the info she's

trading for protection.

Locked away in some

encrypted cloud file only she knows.

That's why we have to keep Tanis off-book,

which is where you come in.

We take her into official custody,

she's in the system.

She's agreed to surrender the files

directly to the attorney general.

So your job is to babysit her

until we can set that up.

We'll tag along until her drop.

Hey.

- Then she's all yours.

- Okay. Done.

Hey.

What's the problem now?

You call these guys inconspicuous? You

might as well paint a target on my back.

Hawthorne Global is the best

in private security, Liv.

Yeah? This guy looks like he bought

his suit from Men's Wearhouse.

I'm trusting my life in people...

who can't even protect themselves

from lousy fashion choices?

Look, here's what I want, all right?

You're gonna give me

a burner phone and the AG's number.

In three days, I'll give you

a where and a when. Until then, I'm gone.

That's not gonna happen.

These guys will protect you.

Come on, Liv.

Protect her. Even from herself.

Yep. She's just a ray of sunshine

on a cloudy day.

Yeah, I can see that.

Well, beats chugging up

those Afghan mountain roads in the MRAPs,

don't you think, Jake?

Agreed.

- You ever settle down?

- Couldn't find a woman to put up with me yet.

Well, I'm not surprised.

You always were a pain in the ass.

So, how's Susan and the girls?

What are they, four and five now?

- Try seven and eight.

- Where does the time go, huh?

Hopefully they take after their mother.

Oh. Yeah, no, they did, luckily.

So no one, huh?

Nope.

What a surprise, with everything

that you clearly have to offer.

Let me guess.

You were a big deal in high school.

What was it?

Quarterback dating a prom queen?

Running back, actually.

Of course it was. What was I thinking?

I can see it now.

Jakey boy's gonna go off, win the Heisman,

go pro and become a big, big star.

Oops. Along came this

little thing called the SATs.

That's when you realize not all fairy tales

have happy endings, do they?

Am I wrong?

Fast-forward a couple years, and you're just

another rent-a-cop playing taxi driver.

Not bad, but I hate to break it to you.

SATs weren't really my problem.

Yeah? What was it then? Astonish me.

A little thing called 9/11.

- Permission to speak freely?

- By all means.

This is the most entertained

I've been in days.

I think we're both just really impressed to

see you putting together full sentences here.

And I'm just trying

to put together what your story is.

While we're on the subject of clichs here,

I heard your bio.

Ivy League and all.

That means you come from money.

Right? So, what, you're the sweet,

little prep school princess...

that no one really understood?

The type that always got herself into one

fine mess after the other for attention.

Good thing you always had Daddy's

money to count on to bail you out.

At least until now, that is.

Yeah. This time it looks like you

finally found yourself...

in a situation you can't

buy your way out of.

But what do I know? I'm just a taxi driver.

That's enough, Carter.

- You know what?

- Yes, ma'am?

You can kiss-

- Jesus Christ!

- Reverse!

Back up! Back up!

Stay down!

Bail out! Bail out!

Stay down!

- Numbers?

- I got eight plus in the tree line!

They're moving!

We need to move!

Sh*t.

They're flanking! Watch your 3:00 and 9:00!

Oh, sh*t.

- Johnson. I got the girl coming your way.

- Roger that. We're on it.

Could use a little help here, Dawes.

Go on. Get it done.

They're moving!

I'll draw their fire. Peel around

in the forest and secure the package.

All clear!

Then what are you waiting for?

Get moving!

I've got her.

His keys. Gotta have keys.

Come on.

Come on.

We need to move. Come with me.

Stay behind me.

Come on, okay?

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