01x01 - Pilot

[bunniefuu]

Blending in.

You have no idea what ir's like

always blending in.

You forget who you are.

Eventually, you start
to forget who you ever were.

They push you
and push you further

into the margins.

Treat you like dirt.
Take away your manhood.

Make you small.

Somebody had to do something
about it.

I hear you, Hollis. I really do.

He used you,
took advantage of your work,

and cut you loose.

It's a terrible thing.

But I got people
to answer to

and they're already talking
about kicking down doors.

Look, since I don't think
either one of us

want to go down that road
just yet,

help me buy some time,
send out the employees.

No. No.
That--that won't work.
Let me finish.

The deal is

I get the bystanders,

you keep Ken Lydecker.

He's the only one
you really want anyway.

You'll still have leverage

and I'll have something
my bosses.

We'll all get to live
a little while longer.

Human Target 1x01
Pilot
Original Air Date on January 17, 2010

All right.
Everybody but Lydecker out.

Let's go. Move.

this way.

This way.
Keep moving. This way.

Hey, buddy,
we alone yet?

Shut up, I'm--

I take that for "yes."

'scuse me.

Are you Ken Lydecker?
Yeah.

Well, if you're out here,
who's that inside?

Whew.

Where's Lydecker?

Just give it a minute.
You'll figure it out.

I've seen you.

You've been around here.

You're the auditor.

Not really.

Listen, word of advice,
never make threats.

You want to do something,
don't talk about it.

Do it.
What?

Lydecker.

You've been sending him
threats for weeks.

Got him planning.
Got his guard up.

Now look where you are.

Threats
just make things messier.

No more threats.
Just action.

You just committed suicide
for that snake,

That rat.

You realize that?
Okay.

Well, first of all,
I don't think

you can be both of those things
at the same time.

Second, you were a salesman.
You got fired.

Let's not do this
like he had you working

a chain g*ng.
He took out eight years of my life.

Left me with nothing.
No severance. No savings.

He broke me.
And he deserves to die for it.

No, he doesn't.
Yes, he does.

No, he doesn't!

Nobody deserves to die.

And frankly, after seeing
your behavior this afternoon,

I think Lydecker deserves
a medal for putting up with you

for as long as he did.
What are you doing?

I'm gonna take the g*n
away from you.

g*ns are dangerous.
They're not for messing around.

You think
I'm messing around?

I think we've been here

for, what,
six and a half hours?

I'm tired. I missed lunch.
Enough already.

Are you crazy?

Am I crazy?

I'm assuming that was
a rhetorical question.

You don't want to go out
like this, do you?

No.

So I'm gonna go outside.

I'm gonna get as close
to Lydecker as I can.

And then I'm gonna finish
what I started.

And you can stand there
and say whatever you want.

That I'm about to do
a terrible thing.

That I can still get out
of this.

But it's not gonna change
anything.

This is still
gonna happen.

Hollis,
what'd I tell you?

No threats.

Hello, Carmine.

So how's your buddy today?

Happy to be home.

Morning, Winston.

Checking up on me?

Why, did something happen?

I could care less
about you.

Who do you think's
been feeding that beast

the whole time
that you've been laid up?

I don't know.

Figured you finally got a hold
of the mailman.

He's been eating him.

Lydecker sent payment.

This?

Oh. Oh.

Whiskey?

It's not whiskey.

It's a 25-year-old bottle
of Takagi.

That's $900 a pop.

You know,
when I suggested

that we can keep
transactions quiet

by bartering
instead of cash,

I assumed you knew that I meant
bartering for things

of significant value.

That stuff's not easy
to come by.

You hold onto it
for ten years,

it'll be worth ten times
as much.

Oh, so it's an investment.

Exactly.
Mm.

You know, a guy who blows up
the building he's standing in,

you don't think him
a long-term investor.

We're still having
this conversation? Really?

I told you
it was the only way

to stop the guy

from k*lling Lydecker

and dozens of bystanders.

Yeah, so you've said.

However,

What I'm trying
to figure out

is how the whole thing
even got that far.

Why not challenge him
at the outset?

You said the guy
didn't arm the vest

until late in the game.

Why not disarm him cleanly
beforehand?

So you think I let it
get that far

'cause I thought
it'd be fun?

I don't know.

Why don't you tell me.

Why don't you just ask me
what you want to ask me.

Are you slipping?

I waited because I felt Lydecker
was in no immediate danger.

Do you really think
that I would've pulled

the trigger
if I didn't know

there was a bearing wall
six feet away?

If I didn't know
that homemade fuse

was gonna have at least
a three-second delay?

Where are you headed?

I'm going to see
Peale's got a referral for us.

I can come.

Ha ha. No.
No, you can't. No.

See, you can't
'cause the shop's closed.

And it stays closed
until you recover.

No discussion.

Thanks for worrying.

But there's nothing
to worry about.

It was about a week ago.

I get in the car to go to work
and it won't start.

Two hours later,
I'm at the dealership

and the mechanic comes out
with this look on his face.

He says "good news is
your battery's dead."

Bad news is he found
eight ounces of primasheet 2000

under the hood.

Plastic expl*sive.

I don't know why anyone
would want me dead.

I've never gotten threats.
Don't have any enemies.

I don't know what this is.
That's why I need your help.

And the police refused
to grant protection?

You know the deal
with the department.

Captain gave me two men,
no overtime.

Given the situation,
it ain't hardly enough.

The situation?
What situation?

Tell him what you do.

I work
for McNamara Engineering.

I run the design team

for the Monterey line.

The California b*llet Train.

You're looking
at the lady responsible

for the most expensive
public works project

in U.S. history.

The last thing
McNamara needs right now

is more controversy
surrounding the project.

But I'm not here
speaking for the company.

I'm here
cause she's my wife.

With the train's maiden voyage
coming up tomorrow,

you can understand

why we want to keep
this information private.

If you can help end this thing
faster and safer

than the police can,
then you're the man we want.

All right, well, um,

We're not taking
any new clients on

at the moment.

But, uh, I can refer you
to another sec--
no.

I was told

that you provide
a unique service.

That you're the people
that I need.

Why me?

You can flush
this person out, yes?

Get him
to reveal himself

and take him out?

I work with a cover.

Blend into the background.

Let you appear vulnerable
so the threat reveals itself.

And then eliminate
the threat.

I don't want to live
my life in fear.

Whoever's behind this

shouldn't have that kind
of power over me.

How fast does this train go?

Safe cruising speed
is about 200 miles per hour.

Would I get to ride on it?

I assume so.

Okay. I'm in.

Let's go over the cover again.
Who am I?

You're Tony Graham,
my new translator.

Good. What happened
to your old translator?

the company provided one to deal
with our Tokyo financiers,

but she made too many mistakes
so I hired my own.

While we're on the subject,

You are fluent in Japanese,
right?

Guess we'll find out, won't we?

Mr. Situ wishes you
congratulations

on a well-deserved
celebration

and says that he's honored
to be invited.

Thank you. I'm so glad
you could be here.

What?

They're our biggest investors.

What did you just say?

Oh, he wanted to know
how I recognized

that his dialect
was satsuma-ben.

Told him my grandfather
was stationed in Tokyo.

After the w*r,

dated a steward
from a small fishing village

on the island of Kyushu.

My grandfather
sponsored him

when he came to the U.S.
for college.

Became a friend of the family
and he taught me Japanese.

Wow, that's--is that true?

No.

Do you really think
whoever's after me

is gonna be on this train?

Three hours in a confined space

with no escape,
no apparent security.

This is where he makes
his next move.

Then why are you
letting me on it?

Because there's no escape
for him either.

When he moves, I'll be standing
right next to you.

In three hours,
one way or the other,

this thing is going
to be over.

When my father started
this company,

I doubt he'd have thought
the state of California

Could ever accomplish
something like this.

But in three hours,
we'll be in L.A.

Nothing will ever be
the same again.

And it's all because of you.

So here's to you.

Don't sweat what everybody says
about her.

I'm sure you'll enjoy
working for her.

What does everybody say
about her?

Well, that she's miserable
to work for.

That if you're not as smart
as she is,

you must be incompetent.

That mistakes
should be punishable by death.

So it isn't true.

No, it's true.

So if she's so difficult,

why does anyone put up
with working with her?

The truth?

James.

He protects her

from everybody.

Even McNamara.

Ah, speak of the devil.

I was, uh,
just telling Tony here

how everybody hates you--
except for me, of course.

Tom was James' best man.
He introduced us.

He's McNamara's
general counsel.

You'll have to excuse me.

Our Undersecretary
for Mass Transit

insists on bugging me
about the tab for today.

So what was the tab
for all this?

All in? About $80 billion.

How much of this
came out of my taxes?

About $62 billion.

Even I want to k*ll you
just a little bit right now.

Well, it sounds
like she's got enemies.

Line forms the left.

If there aren't at least
ten people on this train

that want her dead,
I'd be amazed.

Listen, see if you can pull
the call logs on this phone.

You know what,
just out of curiosity,

does she know
you're on her phone?

No. I swiped it.

I want to see
if she's talking

to anybody interesting.

I want to go 12 rounds
with her on it.

And another thing,
see if you can find Guerrero.

Let's bring him in on this.

Oh, yeah, sure. Why not?

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Wait a minute now.

You're not serious,
are you?

No one handles this corporate
crap like he does.

Do you really think
you can trust that animal?

Sure.

As long as we pay him
on time.

Oh, get a load of this.

I'm watching a guy

who won't stop shifting
his coat.

She thinks I'm flirting
with her.

Anyway,

see if you can pull
the call logs.

I'll keep trying to figure out
how she got herself

into this mess.

Let me know when you find
Guerrero.

Oh, yeah.

♪ soldier boy ♪

♪ oh, my little soldier boy ♪

You the guy who been digging
around Soucha's Bank,

asking questions,
making trouble?

And you're employees
of the bank?

You could say that.

Well, I'm--I'm sorry,

but your employer's involved
with some pretty shady loans

with this director's families.

And my friends need to know
just how shady

if they're gonna make
their case.

So... afraid we're at
an impasse.

We're at a what?

Impasse.

It means we disagree
without prospect of resolution.

You know, we came here
to explain it to you,

but you don't seem
to be getting it.

Maybe the three of us
can take a little walk out back

to the alley.

We can explain it
a little better

so there's no impasse.


I got to warn you guys,

if this gets violent,
I'm gonna fight back.

You think you're gonna
fight back?

All right, maybe fight back's
a little misleading.

I'll take the beating
'cause that's all

you two amateurs
are cleared to do.

And then one night soon,

I'm gonna break
into your houses

and k*ll each of you
in your sleep.

Probably start with you,
Alfredo.

That way Steven here

can have a few extra days
with Marla and the girls.

It's only fair.

How do you know my name?

Your employer
keeps sensitive information

on a drive he thinks
is secure.

It isn't.

Shall we?

This is Guerrero.

Funny, my phone
has the same ring.

Yeah, go ahead.

Guerrero is in.

But listen,
I went through her call logs.

I found something here that
could be pretty interesting.

It's strange,
don't you think,

that we both
have the same...

Wait a second.
That is my phone.

Okay. Let me know
what you find.

You stole my phone.

Do you know a times reporter
named Mark Hoffer?

He covers the project.

He'd call me for a background
or a quote. Why?

Well, his name's
not in your contact list,

but his number shows up
as incoming

at least a dozen times,
mostly unreturned.

Well, I'm bad
at returning calls.

I haven't spoken to him
in almost a year.

What difference
does it make?

Hello?

We've never met,

but I think you know
who I am.

My name's Bill Arnold.

I think you know
what I've been saying about you

in Sacramento.

But now that I see
what you've created,

now that it's real,

I think the first thing
I need to say to you

is I'm sorry.

Evidently, you were worthy
every penny.

'scuse me. We were having
a conversation.

Wait a minute.

Just sit down.
Keep your mouth shut.

What's going on?

The ice in your glass,

it's cubed
and no one else's are.

Oh, my gosh.

What happened?

We need a doctor!

Is there a doctor here?

We need a doctor.

Well, I rigged the door
downstairs.

that ought to give us
a little bit of warning

in case somebody comes looking
for you.

This was the plan.
Flush him out.

Get him to commit.

Look at me.

You trust me?

So what do we do now?

Well, he's irritated
he's got to come to us.

We let him make
that mistake.

Whoa!

Son of a b*tch.
Hey.

I need some information
on a guy

that works in your office.

And you couldn't use
a phone?

Where's the fun in that?

It's been a rough day.
Let's just cut to the chase.

Who's the guy?
Mark Hoffer.
Sacramento desk.

Is that supposed
to be a joke?

Was it funny?

You saying
you don't know?

Yeah.

When?

No such thing
as a coincidence.

Okay, keep digging.

Mark Hoffer was k*lled
this morning.

With a car b*mb.

Same expl*sive as the one
used in your car.

Oh, my God.

There has to be
some sort of connection here.

Now what is it?

Uh, uh, about a year ago,

he wrote a piece
exposing corner cutting

within the project.

Hoffer got
this information

from an anonymous source
within the company.

Any Chance
that anonymous source

is sitting at the table
with me right now?

The cost cutting
was jeopardizing

safety measures.

I kept telling them
that a train this big

and this fast
had to be flawless,

but they stopped listening
to me.

I had to do something.

After that,
McNamara got scared.

He gave me everything
I wanted.

What else
aren't you telling me?

Nothing.
Well, I don't buy it.

People who get themselves
in your kind of trouble

are usually
holding something back.

Either it's pride,
or they're embarrassed,

or they're just stupid,
so which one are you?

You telling me
I deserve this?

Nobody deserves this.

I'm just saying
people have secrets.

Secrets are dangerous.
So what are you keeping from me?

Do you hear that?
Hear what?

The brakes.
They're squealing.
So?

This isn't a trolley car.

If the brakes are squealing,
something's wrong.

So much
for the flawless train.

It is flawless.

Get down.

Tom. Let him go.

Let him go.

What the hell
is going on back here?

It's all right.
It's all right?

Bill's up there hanging on
by a thread.

It's a coin toss whether
he makes it to L.A. alive.

And then this guy
drags you back here.

He didn't drag me
back here.

W--wait a minute.

It's complicated,
but I'm okay.

Then why did you pull

all those emergency
brake handles in the last car?

What are you
talking about?

Tom, just go back
downstairs.

If anybody asks
if you saw Stephanie,

you say no.

Stephanie, I'm your friend.
You can trust me.

Go.

Hey, dude.

Breaking and entering
is a crime, you know.

Yeah, it's good
to see you too, Winston.

It's been awhile.
Oh, not long enough.

What are you doing
in my office?

And what the hell
are you doing on my computer?

I'm checking out the contents
of Mark Hoffer's hard drive.

There's not much here.
It's mostly personal.

Do I want to know
how you came about it?

Editor at the paper
owes me.

Couple years ago,

a gas company hired a guy
to hassle him

over a story he's working.

Got nasty.
I got him out of it.

How?

I decided
to stop hassling him.

Listen, you,
don't get comfortable here.

Because as soon as this case
is done, you're gone.

Spent too much of your life
in an office, Winston.

Look at you.
It's made you weak.

Yeah.

No surprise, but I think
McNamara management

might be involved in this.

That's good news.

Yeah,
that's what I was thinking.

All right, cool.

I'll, uh, I'll go pay him
a visit.

Well, how is that
good news?

Companies like this aren't built
to off people, Winston.

Tends to get sloppy.

Someone talks,
the wrong guys listen,

and suddenly word's all over
the street.

Wait, who are you going
to see?

The wrong guy.

Hate him.

if Tom was right about these
emergency brake handles,

we might have
a problem.

The k*ller thinks
you identified him, right?

He's afraid he's caught

so he wants to get off
the train.

He pulls
one emergency brake.

It doesn't work,
so then he pulls them all.

Well, that's what we want.

He's panicking.

He's getting that much closer
to making a mistake.

He already did.
I think he blew out our brakes.

Come again?

The emergency brake system
is complicated.

Physical brakes
combined with a magnetic system

that's controlled
by the computer.

Problem is,
the emergency brakes

in the unfinished cars aren't
tied into the computer yet.

So when our guy kept engaging
the disks,

it must've overwhelmed
the safety.

So what are you saying?

It's like going 100 miles
an hour on the freeway

with your foot on the gas
and the emergency brake on.

If we engage them again,
they're gonna explode.

I'm sorry,
did you say explode?

Yeah. It gets worse.

There's a curve
in the R-2 tunnel

about 70 miles ahead.

We need the brakes
to slow down or we'll derail.

If we do hit the brakes,
and they blow up,

they're gonna take the wheels
with them and then we'll derail.

70 miles, that's, like,
20 minutes.

Less.

We need to warn everyone
up front

or a lot of people
are going to die.

Get ready to move.

We should call up front,
let them know what's going on.

How did you--?

Where's your phone?

A vest?

You wore a vest?
Where's my vest?

I'm your vest.

Where's your phone?

Back there.

What about the intercom?

Don't tell me.
It's not hooked up yet.

How you doing?

Haven't seen you around
for a while.

Haven't been looking
for you.

Answer for everything.

That's why I stopped
finding work for you.

You didn't know if you've heard
of any work put on the street

by a company called
McNamara Engineering?

Not to the best
of our recollection.

You sure?

Hang on.
I'll check again.

Yeah. I'm sure.

What do you care for
anyway?

You want to know

if there's open work,
but you don't want to take it.

What,
are you window-shopping?

I see.

You've gone over
to the other side.

You're fighting
the good fight,

making the world safe
for democracy

like your friend Chance.

Word of advice,

Give it up.

Maybe it works for him,
but not for somebody like you.

Just making life hard
on yourself, my friend.

Companies have secrets.
Husbands hate wives.

Brothers envy brothers.

What'd you just say?

You want me to write it down
for you?

No. I got it.

That's the--
shh!

What's the matter
with you?

If he hears us,
we're gonna be dodging b*ll*ts.

That's the grate

to the next car.

You can just unscrew it.

We're running out of time.
Hurry.

Hi. Excuse me.

In less than ten minutes,

there's a very good Chance
that this train

is going to crash.

I suggest that we get off it.

I told you.
I'm the interpreter.

We need to get off
this train.
Off the train?

You sound like a crazy person.
What are you talking about?

In a few minutes,
we're gonna engage the brakes

to take
the R-2 tunnel curve.

The problem is the disks
are overheated.

Once we engage them,
the disks are gonna explode

right out
of their housing.

This train is gonna go
into the tunnel

and it's not gonna come out.

All right,
uh, let's everyone

take a breath here.

This train is perfectly safe.
Its brakes are perfectly safe.

Damn it.
Listen to me!

Stephanie,
we're only 18 miles out.

Brakes engaged
a few minutes ago.

Now look, you disappear,
you come back here,

you're making a scene,

you're getting
everybody upset.

Shh. Shh.

Shut down the brakes.
Shut them down now.

There's a name
for the kind of train

this just turned into.

How did this happen?

It's a long story.

I'll explain after we get
everybody off the train.

We're going 220 miles
per hour.

No one is gonna get off
of this train.

Run brake assist.

There's a supplemental
braking system in the rear car.

It's too weak
to slow the entire train

at this speed.

But if we separate
the car,

we can slow it down
before it hits the curve.

Okay. Okay.
Let's get moving.

Everyone to the back
of the train.

What the hell happened
back there?

He eliminated the threat.
Did you recognize him?

There's not much left
of him.

But there's enough to start
digging into who hired him.

Well, look who found
the front door.

Still got the call logs
from the client's cell phone.
Yeah.

Good. Read me back
the incoming calls

from Mark Hoffer.

I don't work for you.

The dates and times,
please.

Um, August 20,

53 pm.

April 24, 7:31 pm.

February 25--

What is this?

Get Chance on the phone.

The system isn't online.

We'll have to cut
the hydraulics manually.

Is there time?
We're fine.

Once I disconnect the hoses,
cars won't separate

until the rear car
hits its brakes.

Why don't you let somebody else
do that?

I know the guts of this thing
better than anyone.

It's okay.
I'll be okay. Go.

Go.

I'm sorry.

For what?

All this.

I figure somebody
should say it.

Well, at least I know
what I'll be doing

Monday morning.

What's that?

Building the damn thing
all over again.

Is everyone onboard?

Is everybody here?
Yeah. Everyone's here.

Hit the brakes.

Down to the last
connection here.

Ready?

I thought you said
these don't lock.
They don't.

No.

No.

How much time?
About two minutes
to the tunnel.

Maybe we could strap
ourselves in.

Hope the cars
hold together.

Will they?

We're gonna die,
aren't we?

At this speed,
the wake turbulence

passing off the tail
of the train,

it's gonna run just north
of level, right?

Excuse me.

The wake, the turbulence,
the wind coming off the back.

Yeah. There'd be a bit
of an updraft.

About 160, 170 degrees?

Roughly.
How did you know that?

Lucky guess.

Cut two of those seatbelts
as close to the seat

as you can.

Wait a minute.

No, no, no, no.

What are you afraid of?

Dying.

It's not gonna happen.

Come on. This'll be fun.

This isn't gonna work.
I'm open to suggestions.

Here. Put this on.

Exhale. Hard.

Can't believe it's over.

It's not exactly over.

Be kind of nice to find out
who's behind all this,

don't you think?

Well, at least it's over
for a little bit, right?

We'd like to thank you
for everything.

But I think
after all this,

it might be nice to go home,
be alone tonight,

just the two of us.

Okay.

Thank you.

Hello.
I just finished looking

at the expense reports
of a reporter by the name

of Mark Hoffer.
Who is this?

They include a number
of expenses

at a hotel in Laguna.

These stays coincided
with phone calls placed by him

to Stephanie's cell phone.

When did you find out your wife
was sleeping with Mark Hoffer?

Forgot your tie.

See, I had a hunch
it wasn't the assassin

who tried to stop the train
and escape.

It just didn't fit.

It was you, wasn't it?

And once your guy missed
with the ice cubes,

you figured things
might be getting

a little bit out
of control.

You're afraid
that if I caught him,

he'd finger you,

and everybody on the train
would know

that you hired him
to try to k*ll your wife.

It was you?

Because of me and Mark?

It was over.
It'd been over for a year.

I hadn't even talked
to him.

I know.

Then why now?

We--we were better

This whole last year,
we've been better.

It's the money.

If he'd done this last year,

You don't finish the train--
no bonus.

This way,
he gets the money.

You were wrong.

Maybe I did deserve
what was coming to me.

I'm responsible for this.

You risked your life for me

and I lied to you
about who I was.

Everybody does that.

I don't care what anybody says.
Sometimes it's a lot easier.

You did something
you regret.

We're hardwired to do things
we regret.

It ain't gonna change.
There's nothing to be afraid of.

And it's certainly
not a reason to die.

I don't even know
what I owe you.

Can you at least tell me
your name?

Christopher Chance.

Is that true?

And don't you dare count it.

See ya, Chance.

Well, I told him
his services

were no longer needed.

Why is that funny?

Oh, he'll be back.

Oh.

Hey, listen, um...

what do you say
you take some time off now.

What are you worried about?

What's so different
about now

than anything else
I've ever done?

And don't get started

about how you think
I'm losing it

because you sound
like an idiot.

Well, fine.
I did think that at first,

that you were
loosing focus.

I haven't lost focus.

No, I-I believe you.

I do.
And now I'm really worried.

I ask myself

"why would he just continue
to do this--

"just put himself in situations
where he ends up in front of

"one loaded g*n
after another?

"what is it?

Is it the rush or some kind
of weird penance?"

And then it hit me.

Maybe he keeps putting himself
in front of that loaded g*n

because deep down,
he hopes that one

of these days he'll get
what he really deserves

and the g*n
will finally go off.

Go ahead.
Tell me I'm wrong.

Tell me you're planning
on being around for awhile.

What the hell
are they doing?

I don't know.
Open up that bag right there.

Whiskey?

It's not whiskey.
Really?

'cause it looks like a bottle
of Japanese whiskey

to me.

I hired you to protect me
from those people.

And your plan

is to have a smoke
and a drink?

You know, there was a day
I would've felt bad

opening up a bottle
like this.

But I'm learning
to live in the now.

I mean, it might taste better
in ten years,

it might be worth more.

But what if I'm not around
to find out?

What the hell
are you doing?

Ah. You're really missing
something here.

Smooth. Good finish.

You'd never even know this stuff
burns like jet fuel.

Man, you crazy?

Let's find out!