Code of Honor Page #2

in the back isn't tipping.

What does he look like?

I don't know, I didn't

get a good look at him.

Well, he hasn't seen me yet.

[techno music continues]

[car alarms blaring]

Good evening. Not even

24 hours has passed

and we find our Channel 4 News

team back on scene

where yet another atrocity

has besieged our town.

- Eric?

- Thank you, Erin.

Breaking news, Channel 4

is on the scene

at the Snake Eyes Strip Club.

We are hearing that an apparent

bomb or other incendiary device

has annihilated this building.

Bomb squad officials report

that only a military-grade bomb

could cause a destruction

of this magnitude.

And it is assumed to have been

remotely detonated.

The question remains,

who would be capable of getting

a hold of such a device?

[man] Raise it up.

There you go.

More to the left.

Here you go, miss.

Did you find any

other bodies inside?

This is Jerry Simon

coming to you live

from the charred remains

of the Snake Eyes Strip Club.

It seems that our fair city,

which just last night

played host

to the bloody massacre of two of

our most violent street gangs,

must now bear witness

to the fiery destruction

of its most notorious

strip club.

Girls said they were the only

dancers in the club at the time.

Luckily it was

between shifts.

- They see anything?

- No, they were in the dressing

room.

That building was filled

with weapons and ammunition.

There's gonna be

a lot of dead in there.

The 1st Streeters,

the Whiteboys,

now the Snake Eyes Club.

Are we looking for someone to

arrest or to thank, Rodriguez?

Captain's been to more crime

scenes today

- than he has all year.

- [chuckles]

You can say that again.

Well, it looks like somebody

turned off the alarm

over the emergency exit.

Not that it

would've mattered.

Fire boys are telling me they're

pretty sure it was a bomb.

Destroyed everything

but the dressing room.

That's some serious

precision bombing.

So, what are the chances this

is connected to last night?

Yeah, I'd say "pretty good".

Excuse me.

Oh, my God--

Miss! Miss,

you have to stay back.

[stammers] I was just here.

- Okay.

- You have to stay back.

Excuse me, miss?

- What is your name?

- Who are you?

My name is William Porter,

I'm a federal agent.

Did you work here today?

- Who said I work here?

- Come on.

I assume you didn't come

all the way down here in those

shoes to go jogging.

I was just here a few hours ago.

It was the scary guy

in the back, wasn't it?

You saw someone?

Did you see his face?

No.

Come on.

Agent Porter,

what can I do for you?

Well, you might

want to talk to her.

She was here earlier today.

It's him.

[Detective] Hey!

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes