away...
...or we'll need a seance for her testimony.
Who brought her into this?
She volunteered.
She had security clearance...
You told her it's a walk in the park.
When she finds out her life
isn't her own anymore, it's too late.
We had no case without her.
It's easier to put her ass on the line
than yours, isn't it?
[Buzzing]
FREDIANO: Sully.
SULLY: Frediano, how're you doing?
FREDIANO: Good.
I have something for you.
SULLY: Let's see.
Your receipt.
SULLY: Gentlemen, always a pleasure.
[Dramatic instrumental music, background]
It's me.
Your music has arrived.
[Eerie sound effects, background]
Get Mr. Morehart down here.
[Electronic beeping]
[Sighs]
[Phone ringing]
LEE: It's me.
CLAIRE: Lee?
I heard about Donahue. Are you okay?
I'm fine.
LEE: I shouldn't have trusted them.
CLAIRE: The Feds are idiots.
They'll blow the case or bury it.
CLAIRE: Lee?
LEE: The Feds are here.
They're watching me.
Let me write this story and I'll nail Cyrez
all over the front page.
It may not be safe to talk on this phone.
[Dramatic instrumental beat, background]
I'll call you later.
CLAIRE: Wait. Did you make a copy?
LEE: Yeah.
CLAIRE: That's your insurance, Lee.
Go public. They won't dare touch you.
[Door creaks]
CLAIRE: Lee, what's wrong?
I don't know. I got to go.
[Footsteps]
Hi, baby.
What are you doing here?
Waiting for you. How are you doing?
So you just let yourself into my house?
DARRYL: I've been worried about you.
I haven't heard from you in days.
There's nothing to talk about. It's over.
You know that.
[Machine-gun clicks on]
[Beep]
[Electronic scanning sounds]
Come on.
DARRYL: That doesn't hurt you to say that?
LEE: It hurt me three months ago.
But after the phone calls, after the notes
on my car, and tonight...
...it's getting a lot easier.
[Electronic scanning sounds]
[Beeping]
J. SCAR: [Whispers] Get down.
Who're you seeing?
Come on, Darryl.
I know you're seeing someone.
[Doorbell rings]
Let's see who that is.
LEE: Darryl!
DARRYL: What's this?
And a card.
ERASER: Get down!
[Rapid machine-gun blasts]
Oh, shit! Go, go, go!
[Machine-gun blasts continue]
[Electronic scanner beeping]
[Mini-explosions]
[Eraser groans]
ERASER: Come here!
[Silence]
ERASER: [Whispers] Stay down.
[Electronic scanning sounds]
I don't have a shot.
[Explosive burst]
[Smashing]
[Eraser gasps]
[Hissing]
[Mini-explosion]
[Eraser groans]
[Dramatic instrumental music, background]
[Groaning and gasping]
J. SCAR: You, go, go.
[Gasping]
[Groaning]
[Hissing]
-What are you doing?
-Lighting a fuse.
[Dramatic instrumental music continues,
background]
[Hissing]
[Crackling]
[Yelling]
[Thunderous explosion]
[Tires squeal]
[Rapid gunshots]
ERASER: Are you hit?
LEE: What?
Are you hurt, are you bleeding?
I don't think so.
LEE: Are they following us?
ERASER: No. Just calm down.
You'll be fine.
[Gasps] I'm not fine.
They tried to kill me!
[Lee gasps]
Darryl's dead.
You're alive.
And I'll keep you that way.
Your hand.
There's a first-aid kit under your seat.
That weapon, or whatever it was...
...was from your company, wasn't it?
LEE: It's an E.M. prototype.
It's not supposed to exist.
E.M.?
Electromagnetic pulse.
No gunpowder, no conventional bullets.
They fire aluminum rounds
at almost the speed of light.
A rail gun.
Yeah, that's another name for them.
The Navy's been working on them
for years.
The smallest one I've heard of is mounted
on a battleship.
Cyrez was contracted
to scale them down...
...to design a compact,
hypervelocity pulse weapon.
The most powerful assault rifle on earth.
They took millions,
then said it was impossible.
They looked real enough to me.
Maybe Cyrez found a higher bidder.
They're connected everywhere:
Defense, CIA, NSA...
...maybe even your people.
Still want to put them away?
Yes.
I'll hide you until the hearings.
ERASER: No one will know where.
Not my boss, not WITSEC.
No one.
Can you do that?