48

EXT. STREET -- PASADENA -- DAY

Agent McCallum rides in the back of a Surveillance Van while typing on a keyboard, looking at copies of Dave's E-mail files stored on the FBI's mainframe in Washington D.C. Another agent using Internet tracking equipment gets an alert signal. A login phone number and location appear on a screen.

MCCALLUM
Connor's in the Metro Rail.
(yells to Driver)
Memorial Park Station! Floor it!

INT. METRO RAIL TUNNEL -- PASADENA -- DAY

A FLASH OF BLUE LIGHT

illuminates the far end of the tunnel on the third rail. Sarah runs to John and Steve. The blue light disappears.

SARAH
All right, bitch. Where are you?

MCCALLUM (O.S.)
Federal Agent! Drop your weapons!

Sarah, Steve and John slowly turn around to see FBI Agent McCallum pointing his Glock 7 at them while walking down from the Memorial Park entrance. Several FBI agents with full body armor and MP-5's, run down the tunnel from Del-Mar Avenue entrance.

JOHN
Goddammit!

SARAH
We don't have time for this, McCallum! You have no idea what you're dealing with!

MCCALLUM
Sure I do. Terrorist trash. Drop your weapons and get on the ground. Face down!

The lights RAPIDLY FLICKER. Sarah, Steve and John glance at anything electrical. Lights, fixtures, equipment, clocks, etc.

STEVE
Oh, shit...

MCCALLUM
I said get down, goddammit!

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