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[intercom beeps]
[Deidre] Excuse me, Mr Potts.
There's two German women here who say they have an appointment with you.
That's unusual, nothing in the book, Deidre.
Ah, well, can't be any harm showing them into our high-tech laboratory.
[both] Guten Morgen, Herr Potts.
Hello, there. How can I help you ladies?
By not doing anything foolish. [guns cock]
- What? Oh... - Co-operate and your wife will live.
- [Potts] That's not my wife. - What?
I told you we should have checked it.
Co-operate and your children will live.
- [Potts] I don't have kids. - Got im Himmel...
- Your dog lives. - I've got cats.
[Gudrun exclaims in German] Co-operate and someone lives.
- [Potts] Okay, sounds fair enough. - As we say in the fatherland...
Lieben un lieben lassen.
- Do we understand each other? - Not really, what's "leben"?
- Och, Scheiße. - Any chance of getting a translator?
- Live und let live. - [Potts] Okay, I got that.
- Now, folgen! - Yep, sorry...
- [both] Follow us! - Okay.
[Gudrun] Achtung! As you can see, we...
As you can see, we have...
We have your... We have your lead...
- Oh, hello? Hello? - No one is paying attention.
Ja, you know what to do.
[clinks glass] Nein, mit the gun!
[gun firing loudly] This is better.
Meine Damen und Herren, now we have this laboratory under our control.
Any attempt to resist will be met by this...
[Ursula clinks glass] Nein, mit the gun und die Kugel!
[Ursula] Oh. [gun firing loudly]
- Now, where is it? - Uh, where is... where is what?
Do not play the dumb with me. Where is the wirus?
- The wireless? - Nein, the wirus.
- The walrus? - The virus!
Oh, the virus. Well, it's... Hey, don't point that at me.
Uh, well, it's... it's here.
- It's here. [cocks gun] - [Ursula] Ja? [gasps]
[Gudrun exclaims] Oh, ja!
[both] This is what we have come for.
[Gudrun] Come to Mutti.
[theme music playing]
[music]
[siren wailing faintly]
Sorry I'm late, got here as fast as I could.
- [laughs] Big night? - [chuckles] You could say that.
- How was your hot date? - It... I...
- What's up? - It's Adam.
- He didn't show up. - Not again.
I haven't heard from him since yesterday. I've called, left messages...
- [Veronica] Tried sexting? - No response.
- What, like, "boobs"? - I'm worried. This is so unlike him.
Unlike Adam? Yeah... Yeah!
Yeah, look, there's probably a perfectly good explanation.
- You think, Todd? - Yeah.
[Zac] Yeah. Yeah, he could be seeing someone else.
- [Todd] There you go. - [Maddie] How is that good?
Okay, well, maybe he had an accident.
- [Zac] Yeah, he could be in a coma. - [Todd] Or dead.
- [Zac] Yeah. - I don't know.
He's been acting odd lately. Secretive. Moody.
It's as if there's this wall between us that I...
I just can't seem to break through. I try to reach out, but it's no use.
Anyway, I feel better for sharing this.
- Thanks for being there, guys. Guys? - Yeah, I think they went inside.
Two heavily-armed assailants are believed to have stormed the laboratory
shortly before 10:00 a.m. this morning.
There have been reports of gunshots
from within the building by several eye witnesses.
What exactly did you see?
Well, they just came outta nowhere
and they were just kinda like, "Bang bang bang ka-bang bang!"
Did you actually see the gunmen,
- or do you just want to be on television? - Uh, telly.
- This is Amanda Dench... - Bang!
- ...for News at Six. - What time is this gonna be on telly?
- Six. - Oh.
- Do we know who's behind this, Chief? - Yeah.
Details are still sketchy, but it looks serious.
And with hostages involved, I need you down there...
Are we talking about a siege situation?
Yeah, probably a little too early to say at this point...
Authorities are already describing it as a siege situation.
Oh, God. What's that idiot doing there?
That is correct. My men and I will be handling this serious incident.
And we urge people to stay calm. There is no need to panic.
Ka-bang! [Brandfield panics]
Brandfield? You're kidding me! He's got no idea.
Come on, guys, let's get moving.
We'll need assault gear, bulletproof vests, helmets, what else?
- [Zac] Lunch? - [Veronica] We can stop on the way.
Have I got time to change pants?
[sirens wailing loudly]
- Okay, we need to set up a command post. - And establish a perimeter.
[siren wailing] Good thinking, let's...
Zac, can you stop playing with those sirens?
- Sorry, Todd. - [Brandfield] Hold it right there.
- Out of the way, Brandfield. - No, you hold it.
- [Todd] I said, "Out of the way." - Whatever.
My men and I have this situation totally under control
and you have no authority to be here.
You want authority, Brandfield? Talk to the chief.
- Hello? - [Todd] Well?
It's a message bank. Someone called Adam.
Oh, sorry. Should I leave another one?
- How many have you left? - 27.
Yeah, let him get back to you. [phone rings]
Look, I don't care who you are, just make sure you keep out of my way.
Guys, that was the chief. This operation has just been designated code blue.
What? Oh, my God. Did he say anything else?
- Like what? - Like, what code blue means?
I was hoping youse guys would know.
- [Todd] Is it hijack emergency? - No, that's red.
- [Todd] Armed assailants? - Black.
[Todd] You sure? Then, what's grey?
- Parking officers in the vicinity? - Oh, that's it.
- Shouldn't we look it up? - Yeah.
In the meantime, let's get this equipment unloaded.
Can I play with the sirens again? [sirens wailing]
All right, we need to set up a mobile operational base.
- Good thinking. - An MOB.
- Got it. - Yeah, okay. Zac?
- Yep? - Did you pack this gear?
- Yes, Todd. - A picnic blanket.
- Yep. - Deck chairs.
- You said we could be here for a while. - Is that a card table, Zac?
What about sniper rifles? Binoculars? Protective equipment?
- There's an umbrella. - An umbrella... We need weapons!
- It's pointy. - [Maddie] Come on, let's get moving.
- What can you see? - It looks like a picnic umbrella.
Fools. They will not stop us.
Please, careful. That flask must not be broken.
Should even the smallest quantity be disseminated...
[Gudrun] Silence! So, what can you see?
- They have a Thermos. - Fools.
[footsteps approaching]
[Todd] Okay, let's just take a look... What the...
- Zac! - Sorry, Todd.
I was just getting something from the car.
- Sniper rifle? - Drinks fridge. You want one?
- What can you see? - Not much, windows are sealed.
- [Veronica] Guys, it's Kwong. - [Todd] Kwong, talk to us.
- Hi, how you going? - [Maddie] About the siege.
- Oh! - What have you found out?
CCTV footage shows two X-rays entering the lab.
- [Todd] Got it. - [Kwong] And according to staff records...
- we're looking at nine Yankees. - [Todd] Nine Yankees.
Right, so what you're saying is...
- Actually, what are you saying? - There's two gunmen.
Oh, X-rays, got it. And the nine Yankees?
- Hostages. - [Todd] Righty-o.
- Anything else, Todd? - No. No.
- [Zac] Lab? - [Maddie] Laboratory.
[both] Oh!
- Laboratory. - Well, that's all coming together.
For some reason, I was thinking Labrador.
Thing is, we still don't know what they're doing in there.
- Do we know their demands? - Not as yet.
Then we need to find out. Where's the unit negotiator?
- He doesn't work Tuesdays. - [Todd] How come?
He negotiated a new contract.
- He's good. - Guys, eleven o'clock!
- Morning tea? - No, eleven o'clock!
- There, second floor. - [both] Oh...
[Todd] So, now it's three X-rays and ten Yankees.
- And no Labrador. - Well done, VJ.
Let's get back to base.
- [Maddie] How's it going, Kwong? - [Kwong] Good.
- [Maddie] No, with ID-ing our X-rays. - [Kwong] Oh, just running that shot
through facial recognition now. And we've got a hit!
- Gudrun and Ursula Dortmire. - [Maddie] What?
- You know them? - The Dortmire twins?
- You remember, Todd. - No.
- Maniacal Aryan supremists. - Not ringing a bell.
- Lesbian psycho killers. - That could be a lot of people.
- We arrested them six years ago. - Of course! The Dortmire twins.
- But they were convicted and jailed. - Correct.
For murder, extortion, and international terrorism.
- Five consecutive life terms. - [Maddie] Then what are they doing out?
- Good behaviour. - [Todd] I don't like this.
- I don't like it at all. - Guys, we've got a call coming through.
- Put it on speaker, Kwong. - Patching it through now.
- Hello? - Maddie, it's Adam.
I've been thinking about us, I think I've been really clear...
- Sorry. Line two? - [Zac] Can we stay with line one?
- [Maddie] No. - That doesn't sound good. Hello?
- [Gudrun] Guten Morgen. - Really? What's guten about it?
- [Gudrun] What? - Nothing. Who am I speaking to?
[Gudrun] This is information you do not need to know.
- Gudrun Dortmire. - How did you know?
Good old fashioned detective work.
[Zac] And you've got call ID on your phone.
[Gudrun] I told you, Ursula, don't mess with my settings!
[Ursula] All right, all right, already. Don't get so cross with me.
[Maddie] What are you playing at, Dortmire?
- [Gudrun] Is that Detective Madeline? - Yes.
- Still as beautiful as when last we met? - Let herself go a little.
- Put on a bit of weight. - Boyfriend troubles.
What are you playing at, Dortmire?
[Gudrun] If any attempt is made to access the building,
then this will be the result...
[Ursula clinks glass] [Gudrun] No, not the... The gun!
[gun firing]
[Gudrun] So if you wish for these nine hostages to stay alive...
- [Ursula] Eight hostages. - [Gudrun] What? Oh, for God's sake.
- I meant fire in the air. - [Ursula] Sorry.
[Gudrun] We will speak again.
[Todd] Hang on! You can't... Ugh!
- What do we do? - Well, for now, we do what they say.
If only we had eyes inside that building.
Kwong, any chance of patching into the lab's CCTV?
I'm working on it. Almost. Just need to access...
Are you just tapping randomly on that keyboard?
- A bit. - Try this.
[Todd] Bingo, there's the laboratory.
Looks like we've got eight X-rays and two Yankees.
- [Maddie] Other way 'round, Todd. - [Zac] He got lab.
[Maddie] Hang on. Kwong, can you zoom in on that sign?
You know what that symbol means.
- Of course. Recyclable. - No.
- Yes, it does. - It means extreme biohazard.
- Are you sure? - Yes.
Oh.
[glass shattering]
- Hmm. That explains a few things. - Which begs the question,
why is a routine medical facility housing extreme biohazards?
- Guys! - What the...
[Todd] It's Brandfield. He's gonna get everyone killed!
Kwong, patch me through.
- [Adam] Hello? - Brandfield.
No, it's Adam. Is that you, Maddie? I've said stop calling...
Sorry, line two.
- [Brandfield] What is it? - Brandfield, get back from that building.
Listen, this is my raid, my call.
But you don't know the Dortmans like we do.
- Dortmires. - Whatever, the German psycho lezzos.
- They've got X-rays! - Yankees.
Why don't we just call them hostages?
- They've got hostages! - Brandfield, you don't understand.
[Brandfield] My men and I know how to deal with these situations.
- Watch and learn. - [Maddie] No!
Fools. Hand me the RPG.
[RPG firing] [Gudrun laughing]
[car beeping]
[Maddie] We need to move fast. Those hostages are in real danger.
Okay, people, let's hear some plans. No idea's a bad one.
- [Zac] We blow the building up. - Yeah, apart from that one.
Why don't we just blast our way in through the front doors?
- Stun grenades, tear gas... - Umbrella.
Problem is, that lab's pretty heavily fortified. Take a look.
Steel reinforced doors, bars on all the windows,
security cameras here, here and here.
- [Todd] Hmm. Something doesn't add up. - What is it, Todd?
This place is a simple pharmaceutical lab, right?
- They make aspirin. - Yeah.
Then what's with the suped-up security?
- Unless... - [Todd] Unless what?
- It's not a simple pharmaceutical lab. - Yeah, then what is it?
- [Bradley] Perhaps I can answer that. - Hey! Wow!
- [Veronica] How'd he get in here? - [Maddie] Every time.
But before I do that, we'll need to move to Sec Level Seven.
[alarm blaring]
[window jamming]
- [Todd] Yeah, Level Six is fine. - We're getting it fixed on Thursday.
- [Sophie] That's Thursday week, Chief. - [chief] Oh, sorry.
Short while ago, we learned some rather disturbing news.
- Oh, my God! - You haven't heard it yet.
Just preparing myself.
- What do you know about anthrax? - It's used for getting rid of termites.
- That's Ant-Rid. - What did he say?
- [Bradley] Anthrax. - Oh.
Anthrax is a highly contagious, acute and often lethal bacterium,
that can lead to lung failure, lesions and widespread death.
[Zac] Can you use it on termites?
What you might not be aware of, is that the Russians
have recently developed a new form of anthrax.
They've managed to vector this new gene into the flu virus.
- [all] What? - [Bradley] If it's released,
we could be looking at a mass outbreak.
- [Zac] Of flu? - [Bradley] Anthrax.
In a form that's virulent, deadly and virtually unstoppable.
- But what's this got to do with the siege? - [Todd] And termites?
The only way to develop an antidote to this new gene
was to generate the bug ourselves.
What about the 1972 biological weapons moratorium?
- Yeah. What about the... that? - [Bradley] It's true.
A group of scientists in 1972 unanimously agreed on one thing.
[Todd] That sideburns are in?
That we should have a treaty forbidding the development of anthrax.
What? Yet still we went ahead?
To do nothing would be crazy, so we've been doing our own research here.
- [Maddie] In a suburban lab? - The aim was to attract minimal attention.
Obviously, we may have inadvertently underestimated
- the concomitant risk factors. - You can say that again.
Probably best he doesn't, we've got a hostage crisis to deal with.
So this new gene, what are the epidemiological implications?
Now, you're getting a little wordy.
Good question, Detective. Perhaps I'll get Dr Shari to explain.
[Todd] Yeah, I really don't think we've got time to get her in.
- I'm right here. - How the hell did you get...!
- That door. - [Zac] Maybe we're only at Sec Level Five.
- How much do you know about basic biology? - Tell you what, Doc.
You start talking. We'll sing out if we need help.
Anthrax targets the pulmonary or gastrointestinal...
- [Zac] Stop. - [Todd] Stop.
Maybe we come back to this. We've got a siege situation to deal with.
[Sophie] Oh, Chief, that reminds me,
you've got a call waiting. Some foreign ladies?
- What? Put it through! - They're a bit rude.
- Hello? - [Gudrun] At last.
What is it with the on-hold music?
Ein klein Nacht Musik. Nein. Danke!
All right, what are your demands?
[Gudrun] We demand 25 million. Und a helicopter.
[Ursula] Yeah. In the purple colour.
[Gudrun] If these demands are not met, we release the anthrax
and it is, as you say, over game.
- That's not what we say. - Zac.
That's a lot of money. I'll need to make some calls.
[Gudrun] You have until midday. After that, we start shooting.
- Shooting who? - [Zac] Each other?
- [Veronica] Shooting us? - The hostages.
All right, we'll get back to you as soon as possible.
I can tell you there's no way we'll be meeting those ransom demands,
so we need to work out some way of storming that building...
[both] We are still on the phone.
- Sophie! - [Sophie] Sorry.
Listen, you can't keep all of us cooped up like this.
- People are hungry. - You wish for something to eat?
- Yes, anything. - Very well.
We'll get some sauerkraut and pork knuckle.
- Yeah, when I said "anything"... - All right, some... [speaking German]
- What's that? - Pig trotters in the jelly. Very good.
Perhaps just water? [man groaning]
- What's wrong with him? - He's sick.
- And he's not the only one. - What?
Please, we have several people here who are not well.
- David's a diabetic, he needs insulin. - Okay.
- Diane here suffers from asthma... - Ja, ja, we get some help. Who else?
[Todd] Okay, let's go through everything we know.
[Zac] Maddie's in a dead-end relationship.
- [Maddie] About the siege. - Oh.
We've got two X-rays and eight Yankees holed up on the second floor.
- Okay, what's our plan? - We have to storm that building.
[Maddie] But how do we do it without risking the anthrax?
You heard what the director said.
- Actually, I kind of nodded off. - Me too.
If even the smallest drop of anthrax is released into the air,
- it would be a disaster. - So, we can't go in all guns blazing?
- What about some guns blazing? - [Maddie] Still too dangerous.
- One gun blazing? - No.
- The umbrella? - We're talking weaponised anthrax.
We need a better plan.
Zac, what have you been able to find out about the building?
"It's a landmark corner development. Unique investor opportunity,
- with six off-street parks." - Did you speak to the architect?
No, the real estate agent. Isn't that what you wanted?
- No. - He's ready to meet the market.
- Zac. - It's close to schools.
For the last time, gluten intolerance does not count.
Okay, but what about Jeremy? He's very sick. Look, he needs a doctor.
- [Gudrun] What's wrong with him? - He has a fever, dehydration.
- He needs food. - We have offered him the pork dumpling.
[Jeremy groans] He needs a doctor.
- All right, I make the call. - [Ursula] Don't make her angry.
[Gudrun] Enough mit the talking.
- [Maddie] They seem to be arguing. - [Todd] Can anyone lip read?
[Kwong] It's no use, they're probably speaking in German.
- We need a translator. - Ich spreche Deutch.
- What? - I speak German.
- How? - Ah, it's a long story.
- [Todd] Here we go, Jesus. - [Zac] Oh. Another one?
[cheerful music playing]
- [in German] Check out the big jugs! - What?
It works better in English.
- Ja. - Ja.
[in English] They're arguing about one of the hostages.
- They think he's sick. - [Todd] Kwong, can you zoom in?
[all gasp] [Todd] Maybe not so tight.
- [Kwong] Is that what I think it is? - [Veronica] Adult onset acne?
- He's contracted anthrax. - But that's impossible.
- The anthrax is sealed in that flask. - Then he's been exposed to something.
- A tanning salon? - Could just be a nervous reaction.
[phone rings] Hello? Sure.
It's the Dortmires.
They think one of the hostages may have contracted anthrax.
[all gasp] They're asking if there's an antidote.
- You heard the director. It's unstoppable. - But Todd, they don't know that.
What if we tell them there is an antidote?
Tell them that we're sending in a doctor with antibiotics.
- Good thinking. Kwong? - We can send a doctor. Yes, medical help.
- Okay. - [Maddie] I'll go.
Maddie, I'm more likely to pass myself off as a doctor.
- What? How? - [Zac] He's done it before.
- Have I? - Christmas party.
- Remember, with that bar maid? - I can do this.
Guys, they've actually requested a female doctor.
- [Todd] What?! - Hang on.
- And someone who bulk builds. - Looks like I'll be making a house call.
- [Veronica] Yeah, right on! - [Todd] Yeah!
Looks like this local cop has become a locum cop.
- [Veronica] What? - [Maddie] Sorry?
Oh, come on! Mine was just as good, if not better.
Are you for serious?
It's all they had in the costume store. It was this or French maid.
Is it too late to have a look at French maid?
- [Maddie] Todd. - Just checking.
- Hey, you know the procedure? - [Maddie] Yes.
Gain access, identify the flask, protect it at all costs.
- Kwong, how are the glasses reading? - All good, we have eyes on.
- [Todd] Good luck, Maddie. - [Maddie] Thanks, guys.
[Todd] We'll be listening in from HQ.
[music]
[Ursula] She's clean. Wanna get dirty later, Doctor?
- Have we met before? - I don't believe so.
- She reminds me of someone. - No, I'm just a doctor.
[Todd] That's good, Maddie. Nice and calm. Try and stay relaxed.
- [Gudrun] Are you sure? - Yes.
[Todd] Oh, by the way, Adam rang. [gasps]
- [Gudrun] You look nervous. - No.
Just keen to provide some medical aid.
- Very well. - So, which of the hostages is sick?
Nein, nein, tennis elbow does not count.
- Just this one. [groans] - [Todd] Maddie, can you hear us?
- Yes, I can. - [Gudrun] What did you say?
- Nothing. - It sounded like you said, "Yes, I can."
"Yes, I can," what?
Yes, I can... [clears throat] examine the patient.
- Okay. - We need to see the lay of the land.
Can you look to your left?
[Veronica] Looks like they've wire charged the windows.
- We can't go in through there. - Maddie, now look over to your right.
- [Todd] That woman on the chair. - [Veronica] Now back to the doors.
Yeah, I think we'll just stay with the woman for a second.
Are you using Maddie to perve on a hostage?
- No, can you get in closer? - Todd!
[Gudrun] Todd. [gasps]
- Who is Todd? - I meant, "God."
- Good God, it smells of sauerkraut in here. - Wait a minute, I know you!
Give me those glasses! [static crackling]
- We've lost her. - I know.
She was just next to the water cooler.
- I meant Maddie. - Oh, yeah, Maddie.
- Her cover's been blown. - Not only that, they know she's a cop.
So, your little plan's failed!
- We tried. - [Bradley] Not good enough.
Director, let me assure you, we'll get into that building.
How? Steel doors? Plate glass windows? Reinforced concrete walls?
Sir, if anyone can break in, it's Todd and his team.
There's not a bank vault or a secure facility to...
[knocking on door] [Todd] Guys, it's me! I can't get in!
- You've got to jiggle the handle. - The handle?
- Yeah. - Oh. Yeah, got it.
- What'd I miss? - [Bradley] Time is running out.
If we don't act soon, that virus will be released.
Do we notify the public?
And risk mass panic? We can't afford to.
If we do nothing, people will die. If we go in, people could die.
- It's one of those impossible choices. - Yeah, like chicken or beef.
- Yeah. - [Todd] Actually, is anyone hungry?
I'll get the picnic blanket.
- Mmm. You want some? - Oh, I can't eat.
Thinking about Maddie. It's been almost three hours.
- Are you wearing her watch? - She wouldn't mind.
Kwong, if this anthrax is released, how much time have we got?
Not much. It's a highly weaponised strain,
engineered to kill more rapidly.
- [Todd] How rapidly? - Infection at zero hours.
At two hours, symptoms of the virus present.
Nose bleeds, haemorrhaging, skin abscesses.
Sure you guys don't want some?
- [Zac] Uh, no thanks. - [Kwong] Uh, no.
- More for me. - At three hours,
victims lose consciousness. At four, they're dead.
- [Zac] And at five? - Still dead.
- Six? - [Veronica] Zac.
The point is, once out we've got no way of stopping this thing.
- [Veronica] There must be some way in. - [Todd] Hang on, what's that?
- [Veronica] Just some old sewer. - [Todd] Runs right under the building.
What if we use that to gain access to the basement?
[Veronica] Would that get us to the lab?
I don't know. Zac, what do we know about the basement?
"It's spacious and well appointed, with room for six cars."
- Come on, let's go. - "Ideal for strata title conversion."
- No, please, I beg you! - Just one dumpling.
[speaking German]
- I'm fine. - Suit yourself.
If your friends do not meet our demands in one hour,
- the anthrax will kill you all. - Let me wipe that from your lip.
Okay, I'll go first, map out the route.
You guys follow as soon as you get the call.
- Got it. - Todd, do you want the umbrella?
- No. - How long have we got?
Less than 30 minutes.
- Is that Maddie's watch? - No.
- How long has he been gone? - Ten minutes.
- Todd, can you hear us? - Copy that.
Where are you? [lid clanks]
- Over here. - [Veronica] Shit.
[Todd] Come on, let's try again.
I'm worried. What if something goes wrong?
We need to evacuate within a 20 kilometre radius.
The director's called for a total news blackout.
- We don't have to mention the anthrax. - Then, what do we tell people?
Well, what do we normally tell them?
That a rare, but extremely vicious tiger has escaped from the zoo.
Seriously? We've used that before? Okay, put out the alert.
Should I clear it with the director?
Listen, what the director doesn't know won't hurt him.
- [Bradley] I know. - Oh, shit.
- Sophie! - Sorry, Chief, forgot to mention.
Yeah, the director's here.
[Todd grunting]
[lid slams] [Gudrun] What was that?
- [Maddie] Oh, probably just nothing. - Shut up, you.
- Go und check. - Ja voll, meine Schwester.
[guns cock]
[music]
- [Veronica] Zac! - I took a short cut.
Guys! Stick to the plan!
Jesus.
[gun firing]
- Okay, cover me. - Hang on, I've just got to reload.
- And you couldn't have done that before? - I didn't know we were
gonna be pinned down by semi-automatic weapon fire!
That's the beauty of this job.
[Todd] Being pinned down by automatic weapons?
No, the varied range of situations that make up a typical work day.
- [Todd] You ready? - [Zac] What?
[guns firing]
[groans]
- You're bleeding! - Ah, just a flesh wound.
- Give me your shirt. - What are you doing?
- Making a bandage. - That's silk!
Would you rather ruin a shirt or bleed to death?
- Um... - Now, give me the shirt!
Hang on, I'm still weighing up the options.
- I bought this in Florence. - [Veronica] Jesus...
[Todd] Zac, no! She's holding the anthrax!
- So, we meet again. - Put it down, Dortman.
- Dortmire. - [Todd] Dortmire.
I think not. We asked for 25 million.
- Dollars. - Yes, I think they know it's dollars.
- Und a purple helicopter. - Yes, und the helicopter.
But you have not been willing to...
How do you say... "play with the ball."
- [Zac] That is not how we say it. - [Todd] Zac.
So, who wishes to die first?
- Could we start with the hostages? - I think not.
VJ, she's got one of the most virulent, contagious bacteria known to man.
- Yeah. - And you're holding a tissue to your nose?
- I could use your shirt. - No!
Prepare to die.
[gun clicking]
[exclaiming in German]
[Todd] Well done, Maddie. How'd you manage to catch it?
- Right place, right time. - Lucky it fell really slowly.
[siren wailing faintly]
But thanks to the bravery of Officer Brandfield and his men,
a major hostage drama has been averted.
- Just doing our job, ma'am. - Bam, bam, ka-bam!
Well, we all certainly owe you a great debt of gratitude.
All in a day's work.
- Oh, it must gall you all. - Only 'cause you keep playing it.
Thanks to your bravery, thousands of lives have been saved,
yet no one will ever know.
Chief, we don't do this job for public praise.
- We don't even care about the money. - [Todd] No.
Although, can I be reimbursed for my shirt?
Yeah, and my umbrella got damaged.
And coming up after the break, more on that rare, wild tiger escape.
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[man] Bang!