What if I could put him in front of you?
The man that ruined your life?
If I could guarantee that you'd get away with it
would you kill him?
The Blackmore Cross.
I understand it's your second.
You have served honorably.
So that's it?
The order from the board will come through shortly.
The final order?
And the Bomber?
It's not your problem anymore.
I don't need to remind you
of the critical nature of your final mission.
So please rest.
Every suspect educates us.
Makes us better at what we do.
No more than this elusive sociopath.
Precise with his timings.
The press have dubbed him the Fizzle Bomber.
We stopped him this time.
But this was only a small attack.
This is his grand plan.
He keeps changing the day.
The explosion will level 10 blocks of New York
and leave over 11,000 dead.
Everything we've done to stop him has failed.
But I was close this time.
Just one more try.
Grafts have taken.
The reconstructive transplant is stable.
But you understand
you will look different to what you remember.
Eyes will heal.
You should recover well for this final mission.
And then I'll be decommissioned.
It's not just the physical injuries.
You've logged more field hours
than any of the other agents I've been assigned to.
The risks are real.
The scars have begun to heal nicely.
Your vocal cord damage has reduced
but will not regrow exactly the same way.
There goes my singing career.
It will take some getting used to.
I've changed so much
that I doubt my own mother would recognize me.
The order finally came through today.
it was inevitable.
By the time you listen to this seven years will have passed.
Our first mission
is just as important as our last.
Each one getting us closer to our final destination.
Sir, please raise your right hand.
Do you solemnly swear to uphold the rules and regulations
-set forth by T.B.R. Code 7286? -I do.
Do you accept that any diversion from your mission parameters
will result in immediate court martial? And if convicted
death by lethal injection.
Thank you, sir.
Time. It catches up with us all.
Even those in our line of work.
I guess you could say we're gifted.
God, Jesus, it sounds arrogant saying that out loud.
I'll put it a better way.
I guess you could say
we were born into this job.
Hey, look at this freak.
There you go, Derek.
What can I get you?
Old Underwear. Straight up?
Leave the bottle.
From the look of you I'm guessing you're not celebrating.
From the look of me?
What do I look like?
Just making conversation. Jesus.
嘿 兄弟 再来两扎
Hey, bud, two more.
Yeah, I've been working here a couple of weeks.
Yeah? How's it working out?
It's been quiet.
People staying home.
Because of the big, bad Fizzle Bomber?
Yeah, I guess.
Like hiding makes you any safer.
Doesn't scare you?
Worrying about every freak show on the subway won't change things.
That is true.
Haven't seen you around.
You come here often?
What are you, a faggot?
What's your problem?
I was joking man. Jesus.
恩 好吧 但是那一点不逗比
Yeah, well, that's not funny.
Tell me a good one then.
-啥 一个笑话 -是的 来吧
-What, a joke? -Yeah, come on.
你懂的 免费来一撸 来吧
You know, a free shot. Come on.
不 不 我啥也不知道
No, no, I don't know any.
You work in a bar for Chrissakes. Surely you know a joke.
不 我不爱讲笑话 从不记这些
No, I'm terrible with jokes. Never remember them.
All right, I know one.
But it's not funny.
I'm all ears.
好 恩 一个去酒吧的家伙 对吗
All right, well, a guy walks into a bar, right?
-老天 哥们 -仅仅开玩笑 不不不
-Jesus, man. -Just kidding. No, no, no.
I got a good one. I got a good one.
What comes first, the chicken or the egg?
晕 我擦 看见了吧 我太挫了
Oh, shit, see? I'm terrible.
That's the best you got?
-Yeah, well...-That's not funny.
I told you it wasn't.
You ever think about that, though?
You know, about what comes first.