1:13:07
Low-tech rules.
1:13:34
Congratulations.
1:13:36
As of this morning, you made it
to the very top of our own perp board.
1:13:39
I don't have to tell you
how profoundly pissed Lomax is.
1:13:42
He's keeping a lid on it to cover
his ass, but you don't have much time.
1:13:46
Yeah. Did you find out
who the shooter is?
1:13:50
Whatever happened to, "Good morning.
How are you? Sorry about your car.
1:13:53
It got impounded. You won't be able
to get it for two weeks."
1:13:57
- Did you get in trouble?
- No. I told them you stole it.
1:14:02
Found him in the
Defense Department data banks.
1:14:05
His name is Peter Burrell,
Special Forces.
1:14:09
So, let's bring him in.
1:14:11
Can't. Unless you want
to dig him up. He's dead.
1:14:15
He's listed as killed
in Beirut in 1982.
1:14:22
You still think
I'm paranoid?
1:14:24
I don't know, man.
Who knows?
1:14:26
But if you are, then I guess I'm
paranoid too. We're in over our heads.
1:14:29
- We can't fuck with the N.S.A.
- So?
1:14:32
- We find somebody
to talk to about this.
- Lomax? He's a Company man.
1:14:37
- The N.S.A. Could've gotten to him too.
- Fine. I'll go above Lomax.
1:14:40
I don't want you
to do anything else.
1:14:43
You got a wife and kid to take care of.
Go do that. Really.
1:14:47
All right then.
What are you gonna do?
1:14:51
I don't know.
1:14:53
Why are you doing this, Art?
1:14:56
That kid isn't
your responsibility.
1:14:58
Whose responsibility
is he?