Vice Page #3

To get into yours.

You would think that

if you created a place

Where people could

come and they could...

they could commit any

crime they could think of,

Just any f***ed up thing

that comes into their head,

They could get it out of their system

And they'd become better

citizens, you know?

But you know what? Turns out,

The exact opposite is true.

These people get a taste

And they just can't get enough.

It's pretty cool, isn't it, Roy?

Can I take a look at your crime scene?

My men are already in there,

Working on the scene now.

I wouldn't want anything to...

what's the word you use in your business

When you mess something up?

- Contaminate?

- Contaminate.

We wouldn't want you to contaminate

the crime scene, all right?

But I really do

appreciate you coming by.

My guys will handle it.

- I'll be seeing you...

- Yeah.

...Julian.

Thanks, Roy.

The time is now 11:45 p.m.

Curfew will be enforced...

...in 15 minutes.

All citizens are to

get off the streets...

the time is now 11:45 p.m.

Curfew will be enforced...

the second pass tonight.

Whenever there's an

attack on that place...

martial law.

I've never liked that place anyway.

Like you could afford to be inside.

Hell, you don't know of anybody

who's ever been in there.

Like you do.

Excuse me, sir. I could

really use a drink.

I'll take that one, Paulie.

Make it two vodkas.

Looks like you've had a rough ride.

Here you go, Romeo.

Now what else can I help you with?

You know, I think it would

be better for both of us

If you just leave me alone.

Well, that's not how it works.

See, around here, when a man...

Excuse me, sir. Can you

turn that up, please?

...a move hailed by

many as long overdue.

However, Julian Michaels,

CEO of Vice industries,

Vowed that it would open in 24 hours.

What do you say to critics

Who have long advocated

for the closure of Vice?

Well,

Yeah, you could argue that some

of the things that we do here

Could be considered

criminal in the real world.

But I would say that

they're missing the point.

You see, that's the hook. That's

why people come to this facility.

It's just pure entertainment.

We're simply offering up the opportunity

To experience a life completely outside

The realms of possibility.

And although we've built the residents

To look and act and

feel like real people,

They're not flesh and

blood like you and me.

So I ask you,

What's the harm in having a little fun?

In the meantime,

A bizarre sight in the

wake of the closure...

a row of decommissioned residents,

Their digital lives on hold.

To our audience, we apologize...

curfew is now in effect.

Patrol has now begun. Patrol...

hey!

Where are you going?

I told you, I'm not interested.

Well, that drink wasn't free.

Will you just please leave me alone?

I will,

When I get what I want.

Get off me!

Kelly.

Kelly.

I know you're afraid.

I know you feel lost and alone.

But you need to come with me,

For your safety

And for safety

Of those around you.

Who are you?

I'm the only friend you have left.

Hey, stop right there.

I'd recommend dropping

that, if I were you.

Kelly, listen to me.

I'm here to protect you

from people like this...

people who will want to cause you harm.

They're not like us.

What?

Kelly.

It's okay.

Everything is gonna be just fine.

Get her!

Everyone on me.

Kelly.

Kelly.

This is your last

chance to come with me.

I promise you you won't be harmed.

Kelly.

Kelly, "I know why

the caged bird sings...

"when he beats his

bars and would be free.

"It is not a carol of joy nor glee

"But a prayer

"That stems from its heart's deep core."

Kelly.

I know how the caged bird feels.

You're only gonna get deeper and deeper

Into the rabbit hole.

And there are many ways

to flush out a rabbit.

Pick your targets.

On my count.

Five.

Kelly. Four.

Three.

Two.

Light it up.

Hold!

Run, rabbit, run.

There.

Kelly.

6126 is back on the grid,

Heading into the city.

Have your team stay on the girl.

The grid's online.

I need you here for

full tactical support.

Understood.

Let's move out.

Come on.

Yes!

There he is.

Better be good.

I should have known

they'd put you on this.

Here, they didn't have that

artificial sh*t you like.

Yeah, well, I like cancer.

Tell me this isn't just coffee.

It's is a total f***ing

cluster. You're gonna love it.

A professional job gone awry.

From what we've pieced together,

Our Vic here

Took a couple dozen rounds

from multiple assailants

While defending himself

With this.

A knife to a gunfight, huh?

You don't know the half of

it. Whoever these guys are,

They have the latest

in military hardware.

It's not magic. These shell casings...

untraceable,

Not a single identifying mark.

And the bullets themselves...

they shredded upon impact.

You have an I.D. On this guy?

Yeah.

Keith Williams... a great guy.

A long list of priors, nothing major...

basic assault sh*t, a

pair of drug offenses.

We pulled a D.N.A. Swab

from his fingernails.

It's gonna take a

couple hours to process.

No drugs? Nothing on him?

No.

Doesn't sound like the kind of guy

You'd bring out the stealth team for.

Yeah, he wouldn't be top of my list.

This guy probably got

caught in the crossfire.

Detective.

- Got something for you.

- What you got?

A bartender around the corner

Says the victim followed

some girl out of the bar

Just a few minutes before

this thing went down.

- You got a description?

- It's spotty at best.

Early 20s, blonde, a

real looker apparently.

She sounds dangerous.

Get that digital guy

And see if you can

get a rendition, okay?

- All right. Copy that.

- All right.

All right, boss.

Let's get these bozos to work.

Who's got an estimate on

the time of death over here?

Hello.

Hello.

You've come a long way.

Wait a minute. I know you. You're...

I'm an old friend.

We don't have a lot of time.

Give me your hand.

I know you can't see this now,

so you'll just have to trust me.

- Hold still one second.

- Wait, what are you doing?

Shh, shh, shh, shh.

There we go.

This is how they track you.

How?

All of the residents like yourself

Have them installed. But you've

been programmed not to see them.

Come with me.

I want to show you something.

This is the only sanctuary I could find

This close to the city walls.

People tend to avoid churches

When they're living their lives

In a state of perpetual fantasy.

My god.

My wife,

Michelle.

No matter how many

hours and days I spent

Trying to stop the spread

Of that disease...

there was nothing I

could do to save her life.

Why does she look exactly like me?

Because I designed you in her image.

All right, Stace, I need you to pull up

All the surveillance footage

in the closed-Circuit cameras

That show the exterior of Vice.

Has this been approved?

Need a hall pass, Stace?

Okay, detective.

I want you to find that

explosion that happened.

Go back to 9:
30 and scroll through.

It should have happened at

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