should buy more videotapes.
Gotta be in the mood to do this.
- You were a second ago.
- You were a second ago.
I think that I should...
start with something
easier to put together.
Huh? Honey?
Maybe you should lay out
all the parts first, then...
- You know...
- I think I wanna try from memory.
Just find part "A"
and work from there.
The controversy...
over government-provided campaign funds
is in the news again.
The White Supremacist Party has
qualified for matching funds...
sparking many groups to petition
for the abolition of the practice.
Meanwhile, Senator McComb's
fading presidential bid...
received another blow...
when today it was denied
federal campaign matching funds.
Sources indicate
the senator is out of money...
and may be forced
to withdraw from the race.
Though no official
statement has been made...
independent party leaders claim that
the denial will bolster their play...
for the upcoming
presidential election.
With the polls showing
independent candidate Elgin Michaels...
trailing the incumbent
by only six points...
There are no new messages.
Who are you?
Who sent you?
Who sent you?
Fifty thousand volts, motherfucker.
Have a nice day.
Walker?
Walker!
My name's Fielding.
I'm with Internal Affairs.
He messed up my apartment.
You can kill him.
You've got some more inside.
- Everybody freeze!
- I'm a cop! I'm a cop!
I.D.
I.D.
Get in there.
You, he's under arrest.
They're all under arrest.
Assault, attempted murder,
makin' a mess.
Sector 17, Sector 19.
Report for duty
in five minutes.
If you'd like,
I'll have the door removed.
I had company
this morning.
- You look like they stayed awhile.
- McComb sent them.
- Did they say that?
- I said that.
- And what does I.A. Want?
- Atwood was your partner.
Internal Affairs isn't convinced
you can be trusted anymore.
- She's not going to follow me.
- We've got a phase four. You take it.
Send somebody else.
I want to be where McComb is.
A little refresher course in Agency
etiquette: I'm the director, I direct.
I authorize the missions. I make
the assignments. This one's yours.
This agency isn't dead yet, but if I
can't keep you from McComb, it will be!
- Fielding, get in here!
- She'll get in my way.
Ask her to stay behind you.
You've got an hour until launch.
- You're not funny.
- I'm never funny.
Yeah?
Disturbance has jumped
from four to six, sir.
Yes.
Yes.
I catch you fuckin' this machine again,
I'll break your neck.
- Sorry, Chief.
- Looks like safe sex to me.
- Show me.
- Okay.
Here we go. The ripple was steady
at four, then spiked past five to six.
On the board, it looks
like it set off Waimea.
Somebody's really doing a number.
We've located the point
of origin and...
- it's right here in Washington.
- Shit.
Come on.
You're out of here.
You should have an exhibit.
Oh, really? All my best stuff's
at home.
I really could care less
whether you like me or not...
but you don't know
a thing about me.
T minus three minutes and counting.
I've been with I.A. For two years.
I'm field-rated in weapons and tactics
and speak three languages. Impressed?
- I'm blown away.
- I read the Atwood file.
You didn't mention you could read.
He was your friend,
and you still asked to go after him.
- He crossed the line.
- Or he crossed you.
Launch sequence activated.
Authorized personnel only in the area.
She looks just like the Vollmers!
T minus two minutes and counting.
Why is everyone so nervous?
When a launch goes wrong,
they're the guys who scrape the wall.
And you do look like
the Vollmer twins.
Who are the Vollmer twins?
Launch personnel only in the bay.
T minus one minute 30 seconds
and counting.
Magnetic field polarity
initiation in ten seconds.
Telemetry check is initiated.
Are we gonna blast to the past!
Yee-hah!
Green for launch!
I've run dozens
of simulated launches...
but I-I never noticed
that wall before.
- "Simulated"?
- This