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Easy.
Easy boys.
Easy now.
What a hell?
Code red, code red, we got a situ...
SECURITY BREACH ALERT CODE RED
Sir, we have a breach in the perimeter.
All secure! Tweak the lightguide. Lock us down.
LOCKDOWN ALERT
- Sir, heat images everywhere, they're coming of the holes. - Then I guess we better clear the holes.
Evacuate now!
Come on. Dare to come in that door, I've get something.
Keys.
- Who the hell we pissed off this time, sir? - Get in.
- Everything on? - Always.
You ever seen one of these?
Only in my dreams. Thermo micro cam, acumeter,
plus four hundred link gates.
Sir, this thing is ten generations beyond the NSA.
So whatever attacked us is loaded for war.
And they knew exactly where to hit us.
We got to go up the grade now.
Not another skater, snowboarder or biker.
The new XXX has got to be more dangerous.
- Deadlier. More attitude. - More attitude?
Where the hell we're gonna find that?
ICE CUBE
XXX THE NEXT LEVEL
WILLEM DAFOE
SCOTT SPEEDMAN
PETER STRAUSS
and SAMUEL L. JACKSON as Gibbons
Directed by LEE TAMAHORI
A tree is a tree. How many more can they look at?
- Your anniversary, roses or tulips? - George. Tulips, yellow. Thank you.
An NSA chapter was just hit.
- Sixteen agents, all dead. - Sixteen of our men?
On our own soil? How the hell did this happen?
- I'm looking into it. - Suspects?
- Too many. - How concerned do I need to be?
I'll take care of it, quick and clean. And contained.
God damn it, sixteen men!
How many more have to die?
This is no longer a budget meeting. The secretary of defense
has just informed me that sixteen of our NSA agents were killed.
In Virginia. This is a list of suspects that covers half the world.
It's time for a new direction.
The new military is critical to that direction.
So it's going in my State of the Union address this week.
U.S. DISCIPLINARY BARRACKS MAXIMUM SECURITY
Privacy please. I'll call you if I need you.
Good to see you again, lieutenant.
- How long has it been? Nine years? - Not long enough. And don't call me lieutenant.
I'm inmate 3655 now.
What are you doing here, Gibbons? What do you want?
- You. I want to give you a job. - And why would I do a damn thing for you?
You ever seen lions at the zoo?
You can always tell the ones that were captured in the wild...
...By the look in their eyes.
Jesus Christ, you're still coming with that same sorry-ass speech.
- Does it ever actually work? - From time to time, yeah.
Not this time. I'm not feeling too patriot at these days.
- So I'm no part of your little war. - You're already part of it.
Somebody's taking out members of our old unit.
They came for me, they will come for you.
Now you can die in here, or you can take the fight to them.
The Darius I remember always liked to throw the first punch.
No speech out!
- You get any exercise in here? - 12 to 1 every day on the yard.
12.06 tomorrow. Bravo delta high side.
- High side? - High side.
It'll be just like old times.
You better hope not. Cause last time I didn't have such a happy ending.
- You went in the aide, and I ended up in here. - Okay, wrap it up.
Hey.
- I like what you did with your face. - Come on, let's go.
It's been a report from home office.
Zander Keith was killed in Bora Bora last night.
Bora Bora? What a name goes for these islands.
What about Gibbons, anyone on Gibbons?
Unaccounted-for. We do know this,
he's one of only three men with access to that elevator.
The other two, I think they can't give us much more statement.
All right, put Mr. Gibbons on the wire, full reckoning.
I have to take a dog out for a walk.
You know, I'm gonna really miss you, boys.
- Got him. 250 yards. - Where's he gonna go? He's no way near the wall.
You're late!
Are you sure we had to pick him, sir?
- Who the hell is this guy? - The civilian contractor.
By the time he wings up we'll be long gone.
You said 12.06
- We got large and extra large. - Who are you, buckler?
- Toby Lee Shavers, DC tech division. - Darius Stone, cell block A.
Not any more. Darius Stone no longer exists.
- Then who the hell am I? - You're the new XXX.
Sounds like a porno star.
- What happened to the old XXX? - He's dead.
XXX is a designation we get to deep cover agents with special skills.
Yeah, whatever. First things first, I've been on the inside a long time.
And I need what every man needs when he's coming off the lockdown.
You know what I'm saying?
Yeah baby, who's your daddy?
You're sure we got the right guy?
Hey body! More fries and another shake.
- We need to go to work now. - I need to get more fries and another shake.
Hey, you work for us now. So you're gonna do...
What I want, when I want. Look,
I'm knocked out, you boys just broke about ten federal laws back there.
Aiding a convict. Harbouring of fugitive. And my personal favor grand theft chopper.
- So what's your point? - That you two are looking for the restocks
in the inside of a very small center.
- You know that's my speech. - I'm running the show now.
So here's the deal. I don't answer to you,
and I'm damn sure I don't answer to college boy over here.
Done.
Pay the man.
Okay, so we know you can fight and eat. What else can you do?
- Last XXX picked ski, surf to all kinds of stunts. - Well he's dead now, isn't he?
The things are gonna be rather different around here.
Cause I don't play with my life. I'd rather play with yours.
We gotta get back to DC. We need a place to lay low.
I know the safest place in town.
This is the safest place in town?
CAPITOL THEATRE
Stay put, I'll handle this.
D. Tray Stone. What's up man, I heard they had you lie down
in the deepest hole inside the Grand canyon. - They let me out earlier for bad behaviour.
- Man it has been a while. - Where's the boss, I need to talk to her.
Things have changed since you left, D. I run the chop shop now.
- Where's Lola? - Uptown.
Uptown?
Now this is more like it. Welcome to the west side, X.
You wanna sink, you're gonna have to blend.
I don't blend.
Dialed on the injector pulse with about ten percent.
Try twenty.
Darius.
- You look older. - Nine years of bad food can do that to you.
Nine years? Well correct me if I'm wrong,
but isn't that a few years less twenty?
Why don't you just tell me what you need so we can do this and be done.
That is why you're here, right? You need something.
Hot shower and a place to crash.
Look around Darius. I got a good life here.
I'm not gonna let you work at this time.
So, what's in it for me?
67th GTO. Thosand horse power.
- Tricks suspension. - What?
- He's right, they'll be looking for it. - Besides, within roll we're gonna need
something with a little more muscle.
- Something nasty. - I can do nasty.
I know you can.
Bolder sloped, full roller, eight liters.
Supercharged with a 25 PSI boost, automated hydraulics,
high stole with a shit kick. That's a trick?
- You're happy? - Good.
I love this girl.
- Target? - It's information.
It's on the hard drive inside mole hip borders here.
The rest of it is at my house. I'll pick that up tonight while you...
Information. Well start by giving me something.
- We're on the same page. - You know what I'm talking about.
- Last time I went down and you disappeared. - Look, you aren't the only one who lost something that day.
Back when the fire started you were too busy wrestling with the general,
some of us went in to see who we could save.
Now you think this looks bad? You should have seen it before I got it fixed.
- I guess nobody's story has a happy ending. - The story is not over yet, soldier.
Shavers, can you make that into a personal gun?
Give me an hour.
- Are we straight? - That's funny captain,
wars come and go, but my soldiers stay eternal.
I like that. Who said that? Jefferson? Patton?
Tupak.
All right X, this is a cover up full stealth silencer.
You're gonna wanna be real delicate.
Very settle.
We got attacked top side.
You two hold the floor. Everybody else follow me!
All right X, you got three minutes.
X, Gibbons office is north west corner sector four.
X, main room. Remove the first of three drive spaces.
- It's nobody here. - Except all of us.
It wasn't an attack, it was a diversion!
All right X, they're coming back down. You gotta go! Now!
Lock this place down, I want him alive.
- College boy! I'm cut off! Get me out of here! - Okay X, bow dock, quarter mile dead ahead.
I want that truck. Lock every road in a ten miles radius!
- Everybody okay! - I'm losing my car, I'm losing my boats.
Who the hell is this guy?
All right college boy, I'm heading up straight!
- X, I got a little bit of a problem here. - This is the police!
- God damn, all you had to do was drive! - You know what X, I'm really starting to miss the old XXX.
Stop your vehicle now!
Okay, I see you!
Get your ass out of the drivers seat!
Mission accomplished.
Darius Stone, born south side DC.
Mother died young, father raised him.
Not much to report.
His dad was killed by a straight bullet
and Darius went off the grade.
Started with perfidy, reckless driving,
caught after grand theft auto resisting arrest.
It took him some time to find his calling in the NAVY.
Specifically the NAVY Seals.
Trained sniper, top scores. Urban reckon, demolition,
the highest dive in NAVY history. 250 feet.
Augustus Gibbons recorded him to the lead unit.
Level 5 classified. Grand option eastern Europe to Christmas in Cosovo.
Their general ordered them to set a fire to clear civilians, but Stone refused.
Led a mutiny against a four star general,
the current secretary of defense George Deckert.
Who had courted marshall for a twenty year term.
Ten for disobeing direct orders and another ten for breaking the general's jaw.
That's the last put we have on him.
A meeting with his lawyer Jonathan Edward Cohran.
That's cute. Jonny Cohran.
I don't think Mr. Stone could afford Jonny's fee. Do we have audio?
- Attorney client, no mics. - Hold it there. Get it back.
Back, back, back. Freeze it. Low up.
Gibbons and Stone on a come back tour.
All right listen up. I want all lines up and running your knees
doing I want hard wanted on the rest of the road unit,
I wanna know where they are, I wanna know what they're doing,
and I want them now.
I'm disappointed Augy.
Checkmate in three. You should have seen it coming.
Relax, have a drink. I took the liberty of pouring some.
- You are always taking liberties. - Same old Gibbons.
Good soldier with a bad attitude.
You know, I'll always remember the first day we met.
I'll remember the last day I saw you!
I bet you do.
- Didn't heal too well, did it? - Some wounds never do.
- I never asked you to go into that fire. - No, you just sitted and watched the burn.
- We did what needed to be done. - Is that what you call it? Doing what you need to do?
Sixteen of my men killed, what's that, just more friendly fire?
Some men die so others may live.
Funny, that you never seemed to be the one doing any of the dying.
- I'll do whatever it takes to best protect this nation. - You're not doing this to protect the nation,
you're doing this to protect yourself!
- Why? What wars have you started now? - We're both living in the same world,
we know what's out there.
Save the speech. Just so you know,
whatever you're up to, you're not getting away with it.
Why? Because Darius Stone is gonna stop me?
I'm sorry. Was that supposed to be a surprise?
Gibbons, I know every move you're making before you.
- You still work for me whether you know it or not. - I've never worked for you!
- I work for my country. - I don't know what's more pathetic,
a man that plays chess with himself, or a man that doesn't see he's already lost.
Make it look like an accident. Set an explosion.
Sir, they found Gibbons.
"Investigators say an apparent gas leak triggered the explosion,
the fire brigade was too late to save the occupant,
but managed to contain the fire before its spread.
The deceased Augustus Gibbons was a former NAVY captain. He was 51 years old.
Funeral will take place tomorrow, at all international..."
Gas leak. Right.
Toby, let's get to work.
SCANNING DRIVE EMPTY
There's nothing out here. Nothing. It's blank, man.
Because you're looking in the wrong place.
Gibbons said it was on the hard drive.
What are you doing?
You're right about that. Cold war old school, right?
Not that old school.
Agt. Fraton
CHARLIE wed 24 June Senate Sub Commitee Development MTS
All right. Now which one is Charlie?
Only one way to find out.
Aim!
Like our Lord and Saviour Augustus Eugene Gibbons died...
There's NSA, FBI, joint chief, Secretary of state.
- You know what this means, right? - What?
- They're gonna kill me next. - Give me those.
Man, you know if we're working together,
you should work on your partner skills just a little bit.
Like if you want something try: Please, may I borrow?
Please, may I borrow the binoculars before I kick your teeth out?
Okay, see now that's a start. Not bad.
- Deckert? - You know Secretary Deckert?
Yeah, we go way back.
He hated everything about Gibbons.
- Charlie. - You found him.
- Her. - Her?
- Will you give me a suit? - Oh, so now you wanna blend.
- I heard this place has the best gumbo in town. - Excuse me, I'm actually meeting someone for lunch.
Relax Charlie, this will only take a minute.
- How did you know my name? Who are you? - We have a mutual friend. Augustus Gibbons.
Had a mutual friend and you didn't answer my question. Who are you?
- My name is Darius Stone. - Stone?
UFF are looking for you, why in a world would you come here?
Try something. Nobody will look for a guy like me in a place like this.
No offense, but I don't trust anybody right now.
- Good. That means we got something in common. - Charlie, I'm sorry I'm so late.
Had that urban youth meeting around over and I was trying to set it up after school
gun instructional program for kids.
- I'm sorry, Dick Andrews, and you are? - Billy Bob Baker, southern baptist brotherhood.
That's just great to meet you, reverend.
Hey listen, we're setting up this rally upstate next week
and I was just wondering if there was some way we could attract
some outstanding African-Americans like yourself,
you got any advise for us?
Well Dick, perhaps you can tell your members to stop buying country music.
Stop burning crosses and stop shooting black folks.
Now, if that don't work, try cook out free food.
- Fried fries. - Dick,
would you mind terribly if we rescedule... - I think that will be...
That's fine, I have a lot start to do.
- Reverend, I... - Call me.
I'll call you about that.
Tell me about you and the captain.
I was Gibbons contact on the hill.
I'm an eight dissident up to the military action.
- Military? Deckert. - Secretary of Defense Deckert?
There's not a bullet shot in the dark that he don't know about.
Just tell me some Charlie, can you get me close to him?
Well reverend, you think you can lay your hands on a tuxedo?
- You made it. - I never miss a party.
- Not quite the tux I had in mind. - Yes, but I'm blending.
- You see the guest of honour? - Those bodyguards Seal team four.
Half of my old unit. And not the better half.
- Who's the ugly general he's talking to? - Jack Pettibone. Nice cheer.
- Doesn't look too happy. - It must be the music.
Only way to find out.
- I truly can't believe what I'm hearing. - We go back thirty years Jack.
Same blood and the same mud and you've never questioned my command.
I presume you've heard of the United States Congress.
- Jack, this country is being led down the wrong path. - You really think you can do this, don't you?
- With just a few regiments. - Once we lead the full force will follow.
The clock is ticking. With or without you.
Three days.
He's here.
Black guy, white tux.
Had enough of the party?
Hold on.
You asked me to track down the rest of their old troop.
- Half of them is still enlisted. - What with the other half?
Gone. Missing. The same in the back stand against Deckert,
every single one just dissapeared.
PERSONNEL SEARCH 1990-1994
Wow, wow, wait. This is your home?
- Not bad for a Senators aid. - I'm not just a Senators aid,
I'm also a Senators daughter. James Maywether, Virginia.
- Your dad is ready to meet a guy like me? - Actually daddy is out of town.
Really?
- Make yourself at home, Darius. - Not a bad place to grow up I guess.
Only on the surface. Grow up in DC politics, that's like living in the snake pit.
- Everybody fighting for territory. - Sounds a lot like where I grew up.
This is nothing where I grew up.
Let's get you out of this clothes, shall we?
- Here we go. Try these on. - Not really my style.
Why don't you go ahead and get cleaned up?
- There are some fresh towels in bathroom. - Full service, ha?
You know, if you need anything I'm just right down the hall.
- Anything? - Anything at all.
How about some fries and a shake?
Things I can't do for my country.
Charlie?
Pettibone?
She's set me up, bitch!
This is the police, exit with your hands behind your head.
He's there he's armed and dangerous!
Proceed with extreme caution, gentlemen.
Give me a hostage negotiator, clear two blocks radius and five of the outer perimeter.
Better make that ten.
Captain Meadows this is special forces. Sniper, you're gonna wanna keep off fields clear,
at least he's not a mile down in. - Who the hell are you?
- Kyle Steele, NSA. - Captain.
- I need to speak with this man alive. - So?
- It's a matter of national security, sir. - Where the hell are you going?
I don't care who you are, you got six minutes to rebreach.
Stone! I'm coming in unarmed!
All right, close that door.
Hands!
Step forward.
How did you know I won't shoot you the second you stepped to that door?
I didn't. But I do know this, you got five minutes till they knock that door down.
Let's keep the chit chat.
- Where's Pettibone? - Upstairs. Dead.
- You did it? - If I did it, you wouldn't know
till I wanted you to. Now turn around.
Stone, that doesn't look to good, man. The state convict breaks
into the house with an automatic in hand and a dead man upstairs.
- I didn't break in. Now move. - You didn't break in here.
So what the general invited you for a night nap?
What happened? You're playing with that gun?
- This is not my gun. - Expect me to buy that lying?
It's not mine, it's the truth. They set me up.
- Who set you up? - Deckert.
Deckert. Secretary of Defense Deckert.
He clipped Gibbons when he got too close.
- And now Pettibone. - Too close to what?
Stone, three minutes left, why are we here?
- Why did you go after Pettibone? - I didn't go after nobody!
I don't even know the guy! Never seen him before in my life.
Wow, wow, easy.
Sure looks a lot like you.
Damn, he good.
- Is now really the best time for a snack? - They got out there three teams?
Flash banks, body arm, heat scopes. They're close?
Stone, I wanna help you here, I really do.
- But if you run, you are guilty. - What about I was born looking guilty.
And now it's time for you to go.
Where is he?
- Where is he? - Captain, I got him.
- Looks like upstairs bathroom. - Okay, go get him.
"We have photograph of the suspect, we do know..."
- Nice picture. - Yeah, you got suit definitely.
"The assailant is assumed to be armed and dangerous.
One of general Pettibone's closest friends was Defense Secretary George Deckert.
Jack Pettibone was a dear friend of mine. And tonight this nation
has lost a great patriot. In his plight contributions will be properly regarded.
And the history books yet to be written.
General Pettibone's troopes are ingrouped in Washington DC for the funeral."
They are not coming for the funeral, same blood same mud.
Pettibone and Deckert both served over thirty years together.
- So that means Pettibone's troops are also... - Deckert's.
- Correct. - What's that got to do with funeral?
Perfect cover. Deckert does the guest list, only invites his boys to town.
Bang. He's got his army. He's gotta be lowered up.
- How would he get his gear? - All he needs is go to his departmen, DOD.
You want me to hack in? To the US Department of Defense?
We're talking 500 acres of hardware, CRAY super computers, ampliation chips.
Not to mention more firewalls than NSA, CIA and IRS combined.
- Exactly. - Hold my chips.
- You know you don't have to wait up. - You think I'll leave you alone with my car?
What's so special about this one?
Shell bit coper prototype, 600 horses, 10000 RPM.
Only three out the rack. We sold her for half a million to some senator,
who never take her out of the first gear. - Half a mil for a car?
You've been gone a while, D.
Everything is more expensive now.
I can see that.
Come here.
You done real good. No rollbacks, part bares to strip engines.
It's a long way from Zeke's chop shop.
I still got a few bins in a back. I still get my hands dirty.
Classic still be classic.
You remember the first time we dropped gears in this one?
I remember three squad cars at a hundred plus on the parkway.
- She was fast. - Yes, she was.
Remember all the damage we did in the back seat?
- That was a long time ago, D. - Not for me.
May I do some more damage?
He shoots his course! College boy just pulled off the hack of the century!
Requisition order Deckert's bringing all his troops and armour vehicles
through the naval base to USS independence.
It's an aircraft carry man.
Looks like we're going upstate.
Well, well, daddy's little girl.
- Stone. - You missed me?
- Apparently we all did. - She had me fooled too.
Captain?
- Harris? Jackson? What a hell is going on here? - It's your old unit, Stone.
And you're gonna be joining them real soon.
- What's she talking about? - Deckert. He set us up.
- For what? - I don't know, I didn't get that far.
I was hoping maybe you did.
- You're not going nowhere. - Neither are you.
No, no don't worry about us!
You know you should have killed that bitch!
- Who triggered the alarm? - It's Stone, he's here.
Liebo, get man for a nap, push him down here.
Take him out now!
- I repeat, take your best shot! - Oh sergeant, you're still too dumb to make captain.
- Lieutenant Stone, blast from the past. - That's big daddy Stone to you.
- So tell me how was in prison? - You'll find out that soon enough.
With a muff like yours, they're gonna love you on the inside.
Let's go, let's go, get him! Fire!
- Oh I'm sorry. Was that your ride? - No but yours is gonna take you straight to hell!
Now!
- God damn it! - That wasn't even close.
- What's next? You're gonna sink to shit? - Only if you're still on it.
Keep you something, you ain't gonna have nothing left.
- Load! - Loaded!
You and I have unfinished business, home boy.
Over there! That way!
Get that ten top side now!
Move move move!
Bravo squad to flying deck now!
Locked on!
Fire! No!
God damn it!
George, I'm adressing the nation tonight.
- So what's the hang up on the new military bill? - Well, if you're reducing troops, closing bases
and cutting RND, you leave us vulnerable. - We need to increase international aid.
We need to reverse this isolation as doctrine.
Maybe then we can turn some of these enemies into allies.
I know this doesn't particular thrill you George.
But this is going to be my legacy.
Now the question is,
do I have your support? - It goes without saying Mr. President.
Call for you. It's about the new linking.
Downstairs, your car, come alone.
Take a look.
- It's a map of the Capitol. - Military map.
- With attack routes, targets... - I see that.
- Where did you get it? - Upstate. Deckert's little boys
got secure enough for World War Four.
They got tanks, choppers. They got Gibbons.
- What do you mean? - Gibbons is not dead.
He's locked down with half of my own unit.
- Upstate. - Correct.
- Deckert is setting him for a fall. - Fall for what?
What do you think? This man is making a move on the US Capitol.
You see this? I'm at international reckoning.
If Deckert making a move he's running security for the state of the union tonight.
- He's not attacking, he's guarding his targets. - That's beautiful. Perfect cover.
He's got his old crew sooded and booded.
Look, these boys don't play defense. Just offense.
It's not enough. What if you're wrong?
I was wrong. I though you wasn't just another suit.
Sir, security detail roll maintain.
- Yeah, I can see that. - All of them served with Gibbons and Stone.
- It's Deckert's union. - I figure we got something.
- World War Four. - Anything that Defense Department needs to know?
There's nothing you don't already know sir.
- George Deckert. - Secretary Deckert, this is agent Steele.
Kyle, the Secretary wanted to jack in on the Gibbon's case.
I have personal interest in the case.
You can be sure we're doing everything we can to find him.
- Find him? - We never did ID his body.
Terrible thing accident like that.
Could happen to anyone.
Tell me Kyle, what did Darius Stone say to you?
- I'm sorry, what do you mean? - You were the last to talk to him before he got away.
He didn't say much. Just a bunch of...
wild conspiracy theories, that's all. - Sounds like Stone.
Well, if you hear anything...
I note just down.
Sir, could you tell me something?
I was wondering, how did you picked the men to protect the President?
Simple. I choose men I can trust.
Like Gibbons.
We'd be good to have him there tonight, sir.
- Oh he'll be there. In spirit. - I'm sure he will.
Good luck sir.
Sounds like right banks running leaner than the left.
You wanna reach a wrapping unless we met DCU?
- Are you surprised? - Yeah.
- Back you know how to tune up a truck. - I didn't know how's my suit.
- How did you find me? - My job Darius, I'm very good at it.
Can we talk?
You were right. Deckert knew Gibbons was alive. Look at this.
President, VP, Speaker of the House, Secretary of State at command.
He takes down his ward.
- Deckert becomes the new President. - That's right.
Soonest revolution in history.
- Why are you here? Call the White House. - I can't. We don't know how this goes.
So what's your plan?
I figure we gotta go outside the box on this one.
How far outside the box are you prepared to go?
Cause to get us close to the Capitol, we're gonna need some brothers we can trust.
No place like home.
There, all my wheels have to be tuned.
Jokes man, you hear that? They got jokes.
No joking. We need your help.
- So why don't you go to the police? - We don't trust the police.
I heard that. Hold this baby.
You know we guys are black. But this has got nothing to do with us.
This got everything to do with you.
Don't do it for a red white and blue, do it for yourself.
Do it for a right to hack and jack cars at a highest quality.
On the same black as the White House.
Just the American way of life, bro.
Now if you wanna protect that way of life, you gotta step up and fight for it.
Because if Deckert takes over, free won't be free for you.
- Nice speech. - Yeah, freaked apart his baby.
I got some federal heat. Immigration.
IRS. Couple of home boys just need cards.
- I do this for you, you hook us up? - I'll do what I can.
Fair enough.
All right fellows, get your gears together. We got some work to do.
Jake, Killer, Super Jack, Diesel.
Assholes in our polls, gentlemen. Let's go.
Toby! You deal with these guys, we're gonna need some serious gear.
Well it's about time. God, I'm so glad to hear you say that, X.
I've got some stuff I know you gonna love.
Lazer scopes, frequency locks, DPS tracker.
This thing will tell you what kind a parfume a chick wear from thirty miles away.
- You come in handy? - So are these. Basic scramblers,
jammers, circuit jacks, whatever you need.
Now this is the house special. I call this one the glove.
- So does everybody else. - Not everybody else, it has electro charge.
Neumatic suction. Turn this bad boy on.
See? Nothing. Nothing at all.
Hey, just chill out with the button. Don't...
Hey, come on man, why you play around here?
We need fire power. Do you have anything that shoots bullets?
I don't. But home security does.
Lola, come on man, please.
Okay, I've just called pentagon to see if they deliver.
We don't have to. They've been running weapons across country in civilian trucks.
Civilian trucks?
- Man, I'm hungry. - Would you wait five minutes?
What about going in the back and get a slice of that cheese?
You can't stop at one slice.
What a hell a Department of Defense need a truck full of cheese anyway?
Yeah, I never heard of government cheese!
Let's get them a little assistance.
- Hi boys. - Ladies, look like you over heating.
- I know we are. - I mean you're hot.
I'm not going out without fight!
- Cheese in the truck. - Cheese in the truck, pull the level to got the brakes get started.
Hi, Shavers, we come gearing your truck today.
Man, we can let nobody know a white guy hi-jacking!
We'll say we're saving for nigger.
We drive truck with the guns and they pay is to get cheese?
That's not cheese!
What are you thinking, Tray?
This enough bad for you?
God bless America.
You're going to take the President out, aren't you George?
No captain, you are. I'm gonna pull the trigger. You take the fall.
- Nobody would ever believe I... - What? Augustus Gibbons always fought the system.
This week, that fight became a war.
You took out his own NSA unit, broke a convict out of maximum security prison,
staged his own death, ordered the murder of Jack Pettibone,
and dissolved trooper traitors for one nice stand.
- I believe it. - The problem is Augy,
you've never been able to see beyond the band. - And you've never been able to see beyond yourself.
You've had your hero's funeral, Gibbons.
This time they're gonna bury you in a pile banks without prey.
- I'm not buried yet. - He's one man captain, what can one man do?
Deckert's got all the streets locked down, three blocks in every direction.
There are some streets, he don't know about.
On east Capitol street, we use alleys and warehouse to the bus stop behind the Capitol.
- They're gonna have tanks waiting. - Leave the tanks to me.
If they got wheels, we can jack them. Trust me daddy.
- All right, let's roll. - All right gentlemen, lock and load.
Time to wind up.
The fate of the free world in a hands of a bunch of hostlers and thieves.
Why should tonight be any different?
The President has just arrived.
...For a number of propositions tonight, chief among them, the new military bill.
Ladies and gentlemen, the President of the United States.
Mister Speaker, my fellow Americans,
tonight I stand before you to report that the state of our union is strong.
We are in a critical moment, in our hands...
Come on, get crooked with us.
We now need the courage to re-evaluate the course of modern American democracy.
If we are to truly flourish and survive.
Looks like we got a little blocked body up ahead.
- Go through it. - Hang on!
We must use understanding.
And compassion.
- They are shooting at us! - Welcome to the hood, college boy.
And compromise to win battles.
And not just the sacrifices of the lives of our young men and women.
Fellows, I don't need to be a back up driver. But isn't that a dead end?
There's no such thing as the dead end.
That's what I'm talking about!
Take this backed up right about now.
Everybody out now!
- I told you they have tanks waiting. - And I told you if they got wheels, we'll jack it!
Move it! Get those tanks out of here!
Welcome to the first tank-jacking in history.
We can and must endeavour to win the hearts and minds of our enemies
and turn them into our allies.
And so my fellow Americans I will ask you tonight to support this new...
- What's going on? - Sir, we need to move you.
Okay, just put these dubs to work.
You're sure you know how to drive this thing?
Just trying to get a feel for it.
Hit it! I can get used to this!
Somebody better leave a note.
Okay, swing off the vice president.
- What are you doing? - I'm just following protocols.
In position.
Code red. All units respond immediately.
All right Zeke, the tank is all yours.
Hey, you know what to do.
- I'll take lead, you lay down... - Wow, wow, what do you mean you'll take lead?
I'm XXX.
Is this you, George? Are you doing this?
- Are you familiar with the word treason? - You know Jefferson. The tree of liberty
must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots.
- And tyrans. That's the end of the quote. - I will do whatever it takes to keep this nation safe and strong.
Compassion? Understanding?
What world are you living in?
Get rid of him.
Okay Zeke, do it! Do it now!
- Let's redecorate. - Fire in the hole!
Two teams six o'clock! One team twelve!
Sergeant!
- Get Gibbons up here. - Roger that. We're on our way.
Let's finish this.
- Nice shooting. - NAVY Seals high scores.
- Please, I got high score. - I have been in 1996.
What, you don't read the news letter?
We're cutting in from the south west hall. We'll be with you in 30 seconds.
Drop it! Now!
I said drop it!
- What took you so damn long to get here? - Same old Gibbons. Maybe I shall put this back on.
Thank you. Good to see you Stone, and nothing.
See? I told you you should have killed that bitch.
We're gonna still make this work if we have Gibbons.
- Charlie, where the hell is he? - I'm right here, general.
Check mate in three, you should have seen it coming.
Give up while you still can, George. It's over.
Things are not going according to plan?
- Sir? - Sergeant, side on me.
Full back to the train.
Captain, he's got to have a back up. What would it be?
There's a presidential bullet train three stores down for emergency evacuation.
Go after, we'll take care of this!
- Sergeant? - You, you, out!
Do what he says.
No!
Drive.
I told you I need to ride some bad.
Listen up! I wanna three back up, on that pad accept!
Clear the road, I got a car coming.
Time to throw last punch, lieutenant. Go get him.
Heard you needed a ride.
- How fast does she come? - You let me know.
- Yeah! - Steele! Where's that train going?
North north west the train on 95...
- Got it. - Darius, wait a second!
He's not a big fan of waiting. Neither am I, let's go.
There it is!
Get me closer.
Faster!
Sit down Jim.
Feels good doesn't it? To get your hands dirty.
Fuck you.
Okay, let's see what happens to million bucks.
- I can't get a clean shot! - Maybe you can't, but he can.
They just keep coming, George.
- There's no way you're gonna hide. - Why should I hide?
The man that tried to save the President but failed?
I'll be seen as a patriot.
- Trying to save the President, you mean... - National tragedy.
Look at it this way. You might get your own holiday.
Hey, you need to lighten up.
- Hand brakes are blown, I can't slow us down. - Then we won't be needing you anymore.
- Okay, ready! - All right, here we go.
- Drop and slide, lieutenant! - I don't think so.
Can't hold it steady!
- Just like old times, ha! - Yeah, how's that jaw, general?
I think of you every time I chew, Stone!
And I thought of you every night I spent in prison!
Go! Run!
Jump! You're gonna have to jump!
I've been waiting for this for ten years!
Well keep waiting.
Your turn to do the dying, general.
Wars come and go. But my soldiers stay eternal.
- What's that you said? - Looks like there's a man
who deserves a presidential commendation, sir.
- Yes, and that someone. - Yeah, and that someone.
"The nation is in shock today...
Armed assault on the Capitol last night...
...Authorities say all events in US Capitol was towarded by joint effort from DC police and federal agencies.
When a group of armed assailants managed to penetrate security surrounding...
White House sources confirm the President is secure.
In other news Secretary of Defense George Deckert was buried with full military honours today.
Secretary Deckert lost his life while trying to rescue the President during the attack on the Capitol.
He will be remembered as one of our nation's greatest heroes."
I love this town.
Now more than ever we need heroes.
So it is with great pride that I bestow this Congressional Medal of Honour on Kyle Christopher Steele.
And I hold this medal for the unknown soldier wherever he may be.
For wars come and go but my soldiers, they stay eternal.
- Did the President just coped Tupak? - Son of a bitch stole my line.
So what's this? You're out?
You know me, Lo. I'm only good when couple of cops want it to.
And you got a good life here.
That ought to keep me going another nine years.
- D, how fast did she go? - 220, 225.
Second best part of my life.
D. You forgot something.
- Sir, I've got some ideas to next xXx. - Wow, I think it's my turn to choose now.
Hold on gentlemen, I pick the agents.
I think we need to go even further of the grade next time.
Fresh base, new model. I've got the perfect candidate.