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I know him, we have a relationship.

A long relationship?

- Not so long.

- But they found you cooking in his house.

- I'm French!

- So?

We don't need to know someone for long time in

order to cook for them. It's our way of breaking the ice.

Take, for example, this sandwich

and coffee you so graciously offer me.

Well, pardon me to think so,

but it's not very good.

I know it sucks, but what's that

got to do with anything?

Do you have a kitchen?

Stay back. Stay back.

Don't move. Smith!

Drop it.

Oh, Jesus. What happened?

We'll take care of it for you.

- Are you sure this safe?

- Look over your shoulder.

We got you covered.

As my mother used to say,

a meal is only limited by your imagination.

- Crme brle et croque monsieur.

- Cream brle?

- Crme brle.

- Cock?

- Croque monsieur.

- Croque monsieur.

- Oui?

- Where are you?

- Cooking.

- Cooking. Can you talk?

- Oh, speak of the devil. My mother.

- Mom.

Please, do you mind?

Thank you.

Oui, Maman. Je suis trs bien arriv.

Oui, trs trs bien, merci. Oui.

Ah, oui, c'est une trs jolie ville.

- May I ask who you're cooking for?

- For the US marshals.

Once they found my badge, they were very

polite. They gave me a coffee and a sandwich.

You wouldn't believe what passes

for food in this place, Frank.

I am correcting the situation while they wait

for my chief to call back and confirm everything.

Of course, that might take a while.

He's never there.

- Anything about me?

- They are very interested about you.

They want to know where you are.

Where are you?

Nowhere for very long. Listen, hold on.

Do you have access to a computer?

Easier than having access

to something decent to eat.

- Oh, handsome fellow. Who is he?

- That's what I need to know. Do they have an ID program?

Forgive me. I'm not so used to this system.

Back home, there is one computer for ten of us.

So, how is it with you, Frank?

- It's a complicated story.

- Ah, you mean you are in the sh*t?

- You might say that.

- In other words, your natural state.

Voil.

A Russian biologist with advanced degrees from

the state laboratory for biological warfare in Siberia.

- Do we have an address?

- Miami, Boca West, King Street, number 11.

Get out!

Hey!

- What are you doing?

- Trying to catch a bus.

Come on.

What are you doing, driver?

Not so good on the water, hey?

Stop it! Stop it!

- OK. OK.

- Tell me about the doctor's office.

- What doctor's office?

- Where you tried to stick the kid with this.

You want to tell me?

Do you know what you have done?

Do you know what you have done?

Obviously something not conducive to your good health,

which is all I needed to know in the first place.

Have a good life...

what's left of it.

- Outpost to base. The ransom is still there.

- Thanks.

The ransom hasn't been picked up.

- Don't worry.

- What if it's not just a kidnapping?

- I've worked on many kidnapping cases.

- If they don't take it I won't get my son back.

Don't make this

any more complicated than it is.

I'm not making this complicated, Jefferson.

It's because of your job.

- What does my job have to do with this?

- It has everything to do with it.

Because you became famous,

we became the targets.

No matter what you think, the only one who's

out there trying to get Jack back is Frank.

- The chauffeur?

- You spoke to Frank Martin?

- What the hell are you doing talking to him?

- Because he's the last person who saw Jack alive!

We've found the boy.

Hard drive blew.

- Get another one in there.

- Yes, sir.

- How long is it gonna take?

- Ma'am, we're going as fast as we can.

- He can suffocate in there.

- Stay calm.

- It's my son!

- Let them work.

- Are you gonna sit and do nothing?

- They're experts.

Everyone is an expert!

I've had it with all of you!

Audrey!

Audrey!

Audrey!

Audrey!

Mommy!

Jack!

Are you OK?

There you go, little buddy.

Breathe. Come on, breathe.

- You're the devil.

- I wish.

- Sh*t! Dimitri, you scare sh*t in me.

- Where is Sonovitch?

- In chamber.

- I need to speak with him.

Sit down! Listen Panasonic.

Is rap music, is good.

- What was that?

- I don't know.

Sh*t!

- What are you doing?

- I need antidote.

The driver, he inject me with virus. Look!

- Dimitri, where would he get the virus?

- The one we left in doctor's surgery.

Please, I need antidote. I am sick.

Calm down. You're not sick. You have

four hours before the virus is active.

You know that. You worked on creating it.

- Open fridge.

- I'm telling you...

Izvinite. Open fridge. Open the fridge!

Yes. Insurance policy. How many you have?

Two doses. Enough for Tipov and myself.

Tipov's policy cancelled. There is one for me.

And I want it now. Come on.

Come on. Let's do it!

- Let's not.

- Who are you?

- There is enough for two.

- You don't need it.

- But you injected me.

- With water.

- I'm not sick.

- You're not sick.

- Water.

- Water.

Son of b*tch!

Good. Our problem is solved.

One dose for each of us.

- It's not for us.

- One for you and one for the child.

Your devotion is touching.

My patience is about to run out.

- Tell me about the virus.

- OK. What do you want know?

Everything. For starters, what is it?

A recombinant retro-immune

double-polymorphing effluent.

The child will die. Anyone he breathes

on will die, and then it's over.

- What do you mean, "It's over?"

- The virus is designed to go inert after 24 hours.

Thanks for the lesson.

Now give me the vials.

You really want to play superhero, don't you?

Well, let's see if you can fly.

- You OK?

- I'm OK.

There's nothing to worry about. It's just a simple viral

infection combined with the stress of what happened.

It should pass in a day or two.

I gave him something to help him sleep.

- Call me if anything arises.

- Thank you, Doctor.

You know, Audrey, all this has...

well, it's made me realize

what a fool I've been.

With Jack...

and with you.

- Are you OK?

- Mr. Billings. We're running late.

I'll be right out.

I'd like to come by after the conference,

check on Jack.

Check on you.

Good. I'll see you soon.

They're here if you need them.

- Are you all right, ma'am?

- I'm fine.

- Hello.

- It's me.

- Are you OK?

- Go to your bedroom.

Hi, Susan. How are you?

I'm alone. Where are you, Frank?

Turn around.

Frank, you were wrong.

It was a kidnapping. Jack is fine.

Jack's been infected with a virus. Anyone

who comes into contact with him will die.

What are you telling me?

- Are you telling me my son is gonna die?

- No, he's not.

Once incubated, the virus becomes airborne,

so anyone he breathes on gets infected.

Your son was a weapon.

The target is his father.

- Jefferson? Well, why?

- Because of the conference. It's the only logical answer.

Every drug-enforcement agency

in the hemisphere, in one room.

Your husband breathes, the room dies.

You gotta trust me, Audrey.

Can you get to him?

- What are you gonna do?

- Find the guy responsible.

He has more of this.

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