stable. Give him some oxygen.
He's fibrillating! Code Blue!
No, it's okay!
Gel.
Clear!
This way. They're waiting for you.
Here we go again. Clear!
lncrease the voltage.
Let's do it one more time.
Let's not.
You, over there, against the wall.
On the floor.
Face the wall.
On the floor.
My God! Terrorists!
You want terror?
You want some freaking terror?
l'll jump-start your ass!
Tape them up.
Face the wall!
Keep the room secure.
Can you handle that?
Get out of here!
Let's go.
We have a problem.
What is it?
- He's running the disk.
- Shit!
lmpossible.
Any activity at Station 1?
All clear.
My ass! He's in.
He just didn't use the door.
Get your men down there, now! Go!
- What are you doing?
- No, l know this.
We change it every week.
Screw that. Get out of the way.
Check it.
Somebody talk to me.
He must be at a remote terminal
somewhere in the building.
- You said he couldn't.
- He can't.
Donahue designed it
so no outside activity--
Donahue is dead.
You'll wish you were too,
if you don't find out what's going on...
...and you find out now.
- Holster your weapon.
- Take a hike, junior.
l said, holster your--
Some people take things for granted,
like the ability to chew solid food.
l can find him.
How?
l'll scan the terminals,
eliminate them one by one.
lf he stays on-line, l'll nail him.
Do it.
How're we doing?
You were right.
Donahue left himself a back door.
But we still have to break his code.
We've got another five or six minutes
until they trace us.
Recognize any of this?
No.
We're getting warm.
lt's an accounting format.
Stop me if l get lucky.
How're we doing?
Eliminating low-clearance programs.
South wing is clean.
Two to go.
Two federal investigators downstairs
want to talk.
Do what you've got to do,
but get rid of them.
- You can't be seen here.
- l won't be. Go.
l need a chopper on the roof.
Right.
Those are offshore banking deposits.
''UBS.'' That's United Bank of Syria.
$52 million.
lf it's an arms sale, it's a major one.
Let's see who their buyer is.
''Sergei...
''...lvanovich Petrotsky.''
Who's that?
Bad news.
He heads a cartel in the Russian Mafia...
...selling drugs, guns and influence
to very unpleasant people.
He's in the north wing.
Get moving.
Let's go.
- How much longer?
- l don't know.
Fifteen terminals are running
secure programs.
You got five minutes.
Find them and call me.
Let's go.
There it is. Delivery date...
...tonight, midnight.
1,000 units for delivery
at Baltimore Harbor.
1,000 units of what?
1,000 E.M. guns.
Are they insane? lf these get offshore...
There will be a whole new era
of world terrorism.
Got him. Twenty-fifth floor,
Donahue's office.
Scramble. Alpha Chief
to the north wing, now!
They're on to us.
They're erasing the goddamn disk.
Come on!
l'll cover you. Meet me at the ambulance.
Go!
Lee, run!
Listen, John!
My rules now!
Mess with me, l'll slice her up
and mail her back to you in little pieces.
Fire alert.
Fire alert.
This is not a drill. Please proceed
to the nearest exit.
ln this car l can get us to Baltimore
in 40 minutes.
You're not coming with me.
l'll drop you off.
Don't give me this, ''l work alone'' shit.
You've already done enough.
This is not your fight.
Look, just indulge me for a minute, okay?
lf it weren't for you...
...my tongue would be hanging
on Canelli's trophy wall.
Look, you need me.
My cousin Tony runs those docks.
lf your ship is there, he will find it.
You're short one envelope.
lnfantino didn't pay.
What do you mean he didn't pay?
What'd he say?
He said, ''Tell that fat fuck,
Tony Two-toes...
''...l ain't paying him another dime.''
l know that voice.
But it can't be him.
Not unless he's a ghost.
Boo.
Johnny C.!
You got whacked!
Must have been another guy.
Another guy rat on Canelli too?
Canelli's a piece of shit.
l got no love for Canelli, either.
But...
...this time you went over the line.
l'm still