Follow Three,
give me a visual sweep.
Striker One,
rooftops 125 to 136 clear.
- Keep them clear.
- Striker Four, advise and contact the...
Follow Three is on approach.
E. T.A., two minutes.
Striker One, Follow Two and Three to
report tight formation. Do you copy?
Air One, make a final sweep.
- Roger that.
Follow Three.
We have nest in sight.
Air One, westbound
over zone two.
Ten seconds out.
Roger. Ten seconds.
Follow Three,
we have arrived.
Keep everyone close.
- We're exposed.
- Roger.
Sky Two,
fire escape, southwest corner.
Fire escape's negative.
You're wrong! Shooter!
Evac! Evac!
Get in the car!
Call N.Y.P.D.!
Get me an ambulance!
- What the hell's goin' on?
- I see him! I see him!
Shit!
Oh, shit! Tell me
you remembered! Come on!
Get up,
you pussy.
Where's the shooter?
- Headed for the roof.
- So are we.
Sky Two, get the fuck
down here, now!
Come on! Hurry!
Take us up there!
Move in! Move in!
- Set us down! Hurry!
- There's too much crap on that roof!
- We'll tear off the main rotor.
- Then get us down as low as you can!
Hurry now! Go!
Strap me in!
You're good!
- He's gonna jump
off the roof! Shit!
- He's gonna jump
off the roof! Shit!
He's got him!
Gun! Gun!
Oculus Dei!
The thousand years has ended!
The Dark Angel is loosed
from his prison!
Get down on the ground and
put your hands behind your head.
You don't know
what you've done!
- Get down, or I'll put you down!
- The thousand years has ended!
You don't know
what you've done!
Priest that drinks.
Can't be all bad.
I think the police
may want that at some point.
- They call it evidence.
- I like to get a head start.
- No reason to make it easy for them.
- Yeah.
All right.
Watch the lines.
Go through here.
She doesn't look happy
with the statements.
Should've just killed that son
of a bitch. Less paperwork. Yeah.
Hey, Detective. Bobby.
Hey, Jer, it's been a while.
Hey. How are you, Marge?
Can't complain. You?
It's a nice day to jump
out of a helicopter.
Well, just doing
my job.
Now, listen. Something I gotta ask you.
Yeah, what is it?
You still drinking?
Oh, yeah, we got all
liquored up this morning.
- We start every day that way.
- I'm just reading his statement.
You said here the guy
spoke to you. Yeah. So what?
The guy doesn't
have a tongue.
- What?
- He has no tongue?
Why don't I just leave
that little detail out for now.
No big deal, right? Are you
saying that I imagined all this?
No, I'm just saying.
I saved a life today.
What the hell did you
do? All right, let it go.
- No, no. I know what I heard.
- All right.
Those people who don't belong
here, get them out of here.
Make sure this place
is secure.
A drunk hangs out in a neighborhood
bar, passes out enough times,
people would know where he
lived from carrying him home.
I mean,
it's one thing I know.
Yeah, well, it's important
to be an expert at something.
Oh, it took years of
research. This must be it.
What do you want to bet
it's rent-controlled?
Well, I don't think
this is paint.
A real art buff.
I don't go for this look.
It's just too damn busy.
Listen to this.
"I have seen the Earth
laid to waste.
"I have seen the horror to come. Is
it a sin to wish you were never born?
"The thousand years
have ended.
Twenty... seven. "
It ends in a football
score. That's nice.
Hey, I found something.
Can you see
what it is?
His tongue.
He must have
cut it out himself.
Okay. And why is it someone
would cut out their own tongue?
To keep from talking. Right.
Well, I could eat.
Ah!
- Shit!
- What?
All right, I knew
that was gonna happen.
No, it's all right.
There's something
in here.
Have you ever seen her before? Nah.
This guy
is no ordinary hit man.
No, this one's
extraordinary.
Let's get the hell outta here.
This place is making me itch.
- Drop it! Don't move! Don't move! Freeze!
- Don't move! Freeze!
Oh. It's us.
Jesus! How the hell
did you two find this