Vantage Point Page #4
Back up is on it's...
What? Barnes, what is it?
Barnes?
Oh my God!
No. If you're wrong,
let me take the heat.
Barnes, you were right. -About what?
-About the shooter.
I'm in pursuit lead at the
back annex, heading west.
Barnes, what is it?
Barnes!
Secret service, get out of the car!
Washington. -This is Burnes.
-Go ahead.
Look, I know how this is gonna sound,
but agent Taylor has gone rogue. -What?
You gotta call in other agents back.
I know I made the call, but there's
something else going on here.
Control is compromised.
Listen to me, damn it!
God damn it!
Let him go.
What are you talking about?
-My brother.
I've done my part,
now you let him go.
-Put the gun down.
-Make the call,
or I pull the trigger
and your plan is finished.
Again.
Go ahead. Do it.
Do it and your brother is dead.
Can you live with that?
Knowing that your brother
died because of you.
Javier, listen to me.
He is going to be delivered
at the underpass.
Don't mess it up now.
You'll get your brother back.
Nothing...
nothing...
had better happened to him.
Doesn't matter (?).
Sh*t.
This is agent Barnes again.
I've lost agent Taylor, I need a GPS
location on his cellular. -Copy that.
We did it.
Not yet.
Mommy!
Yeah! -Barnes, Potus
has been abducted.
Present location unknown.
No signal for Taylor's phone.
It's imperative we locate
and apprehend Taylor.
Son of a b*tch.
-He fell down.
-Leave him.
It's me.
-They bought it.
-What about Barnes?
He took the bait.
He's pissing in the wind.
He has created a manhunt for
a shooter that doesn't exist.
Have you got Javier?
We may need him later.
I'm on my way.
I thought he was
supposed to be dead.
We need to tie up
all of the loose ends.
Who is the loose end?
You are.
Lets go, lets go!
This is agent Barnes,
I've located Taylor.
He's driving Salamanca police
vehicle, registration S-073654.
Headed south, repeat, south.
Just get me to my brother.
Christ, it's Barnes.
We got company.
It's Barnes.
-Can you lose him?
-I'm working on it.
C'mon, c'mon!
Sh*t!
-Have you lost him?
-I'm still working on it.
Well, untill you do, stay clear
of the rendez-vous. All right?
-No, we're gonna go (?).
-You heard what he said.
I'm picking up my brother.
Are you out of your mind?
I worked too hard for this.
Either you're coming with me,
or I'll drive myself. You choose.
Sh*t.
Oh, sh*t!
Sh*t! Get him off my ass.
Happy?
Just drive.
-Where's my brother?
-Surprised to see me alive?
-Where is Veronica?
-Veronica said that...
I don't care what she said!
You both tried to kill me.
Where's my brother?
Where is my brother?
Looks like we've both been set up.
Mom!
Come on, lets go!
Where is he?
Where is he?
Back off.
Lets go, lets go, c'mon!
I will ask you again.
Where's my brother?
Go to hell.
Freeze!
Give me my brother!
He's dead.
God damn you! You used me!
I trusted you,
you son of a b*tch!
Who's got Potus?
You're too late, Thom.
Why the f*** did you do this?
You can't stop us.
No one can stop it.
This war will never end.
What have you done?
Who's got the president? Kent!
Stop him!
Get him under control!
Stop him!
Mom?
Mom?
Anna!
Mom!
Anna!
No! Don't kill him!
Look out!
Mom!
Jesus Christ.
Anna!
Mr president?
Barnes, is that you?
Mr president.
I've got you.
Can you sit up?
Are you injured? -Yeah.
But it's not important.
This is agent Thomas Barnes.
Potus is in hand.
I repeat, Potus is in hand.
We need a pick-up seven
blocks east of the Plaza.
Hello? -Oh, thank God. Howard,
are you okay? Are you hurt?
-No, I'm... -Are you sure?
Are you okay?
I'm fine.
-We got your message.
Are you sure you're alright?
Yeah! No, I'm... I'm fine.
-I'm fine. -Kids were really
concerned about you...
Thank you, Thomas.
You're welcome, sir.
Reports out of Salamanca now suggest
that the president is out of intensive care.
His condition is listed as stable.
President Ashton has made a point of
reassuring americans that he's alright,
and that summit will
continue in days to come.
Meanwhile, word from spanish
and the US authorities
is that they shot and killed
the lone assasin
responsible for today's attack.
On that our John McKendrick has more.
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