The Recruit Page #4

someone you care about...

so you won't forget.

What you should learn

from this exercise --

and learn it well --

rule number one --

do...not...get...caught.

MAN ON TV:
Hey, buddy, you are

sweating your ass off.

MAN #2:
I know. It's hot.

No -- I mean, you're really

sweating from the ass.

MAN #2:
I'm so ashamed.

MAN #1 :
Don't worry, pal.

You just need

a little help back there.

-This is my secret.

Manpons?

MAN #1 :
It's like

a cool spring breeze

blowing through

your ass cheeks.

MAN #2:
At this point,

I'll try anything.

Hello, this is Bill Rudolph

at Dell.

I'm not in right now, but please

leave a message at the beep.

I'll return your call as soon

as possible. Thank you.

Hey, Bill Rudolph,

thank you for calling me back.

It's James Douglas Clayton.

We met at M.I.T. in Boston

at -- we -- Sp@rtacus --

Sp@rtacus --

and I was

with my family for a while,

but now I'm back, and I'm ready

to raise the bar with Sp@rtacus,

'cause we can raise the bar

with Sp@rtacus

and change things.

Will you call me...

Nice hit.

What the --

You mind?

My throat.

Let go. Now.

Now.

What --

I see you're living good.

Get some clothes on.

We'll take a drive.

A drive?

Yeah. I'll wait outside.

That booze is coming out

of your bones.

What am I doing here?

I'm done, remember?

I'm out.

I don't have to play

your stupid games.

Oh, but you will, James.

You will play because

your particular engine --

what drives you, moves you,

motivates you --

desire to please...

Me.

-All right, pull over.

Pull over the goddamn car!

-All right! Go ahead, get out.

You lasted longer

on your interrogation exercise

than any CT has

in the last 15 years.

I broke!

Everybody breaks!

That's the point!

Damn thing doesn't stop

till you break.

Then why did I wash out?

You didn't!

That's why I'm here.

You're the NOC, James.

Bullshit.

The washout was faked.

You're the NOC.

I told you I was

a scary judge of talent.

Why me?

Get in here.

I don't believe this.

More farm mind games.

Nothing is what it seems,

na na na.

No, no, no, no.

School's out.

Open that, uh,

glove compartment.

Go ahead.

Find out why you.

That's why you.

Layla? Wh--

Layla Moore --

raised from the age of 3

by Tom and Susan Moore

of Worcester, Mass.

However, her real last name

isn't Moore -- it's Nasari.

Birth mother is Algerian,

father's French.

It's all there --

secret bank accounts,

phony records, fake passports.

Layla's a sleeper.

She's a mole, James.

I don't believe it.

This is crazy.

How the hell

did she get into the farm --

We wanted her in.

We want her to burrow in

as deep as she can,

because then, she'll lead us

to her handlers.

We know exactly

what she wants.

It's who she's giving it to --

that's what we need to know.

Layla's gonna take us

right up the food chain.

I won't do it.

You won't do it?

James...

why do you think I came

to Cambridge to recruit you?

Nobody's chasing CTs anymore.

I mean, our applications

are through the roof.

We needed you...James.

No accidents.

You and Layla were matched.

She's an orphan.

You're a young man

searching for a father.

You're both highly motivated,

you're both highly independent.

You even look good together.

We paired you at the farm, son.

We paired you, remember?

The Blue Ridge barhop?

The lie detector session?

The choke point test?

And it worked, didn't it?

She trusts you.

Loves you, maybe.

And you're gonna take

that trust and that love

and you're gonna use it to

find out who she's working for.

James...

My first posting was

in ltaly -- Trieste.

A physics conference

met there every summer.

So I meet this local girl --

beautiful, sweet.

She's working for the Russian

group as a secretary.

Anyway, I did my job.

I worked her. I turned her.

Pretty soon, she's giving me

everything, you know --

I mean,

really high-grade stuff --

and, uh, I'm a hero.

But I'm still a kid, two years,

fresh out of Ocala, Florida.

I got this perfect ltalian girl,

and she's crazy for me,

and we're falling in love.

I knew the Russians were

getting close to her.

I knew she was

in jeopardy, but...

material was valuable.

I could've warned her.

I could've saved her.

But the information

was more important.

You understand?

The information was more

important than she was...

more important than I was.

It is what we do.

I need to think about it.

Oh, come on.

"Think about it."

You got 24 hours.

Burke here.

Okay.

I'll do it.

Iwo Jima Memorial --

this is where you tell me

about duty and sacrifice?

No, this is where I have

my breakfast burrito.

Volente Brothers.

They're the best.

There you go.

-Gracias,

-Thank you.

Try it. It's heaven.

So, what is she after?

You ever read Kurt Vonnegut?

Yeah.

-You read "Cat's Cradle"?

-Nah.

Well, in that book,

the world ends

because in a chip of ice,

a molecule is discovered

that can turn all the water

it touches into ice.

Since all water

is interconnected --

that is, pond to stream,

stream to river,

river to lake,

lake to ocean --

the entire world freezes

and dies,

and that seed molecule

is called lce 9.

Ice 9.

Langley has invented

a computer virus

that can plug into

any electrical receptacle --

that is, the wall outlet

in your apartment --

using existing wiring

to spread right through

the entire national grid.

No firewalls, no protection.

Jesus.

That's it.

Our national defense,

our national survival

depends on electronics.

You take that away...

we're back in the Stone Age

with our enemies.

This was good.

Can I make it?

Oh! So close.

You're going to Langley.

Your cover story is that

you washed out of the farm,

but we love you --

you're a good boy,

a patriot --

so we got you a low-level,

low-security gig...

but your real assignment

is to get close to Layla

and to stay close to her.

Find out who she's talking to.

BURKE:

Layla requested Cryptography,

so we gave it to her.

She's working at the Directorate

of Science and Technology

in Langley.

Well, if she's

a new employee in Langley,

isn't surveillance on her

They've got to find out

what she's up to.

Langley's security is

all about entry and exit --

going in, going out.

-You are scoped, taped...

-Morning.

...tagged like no other

place on Earth,

but once you're on the inside,

the assumption is

you belong there.

-Langley's too big to watch.

We're a city, and as such,

we are vulnerable

to betrayal from within,

always have been --

Ames, Nickelson, Howard.

JAMES:

So what have you got me doing?

BURKE:
We've given you

a low-level data-processing

position

in the information

management center --

not uncommon for CTs

who don't graduate the farm.

You'll love it.

-MAN:
Mr. Clayton?

-Hey.

-Rob Stevens, your supervisor.

-Nice to meet you.

-Welcome to ClA.

-Thank you.

The building we're going into

is totally secure.

No radio-wave transmissions

in or out.

Electronic devices --

computers, telephones --

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