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So where does that leave us, sir?

Square-f***ing-one.

Come on, let's go|check the outhouse again.

Let's go.

We have a national security crisis.

Citadel 4 is the same system we use|to safeguard our nuclear facilities.

This guy took it apart like|he was hot-wiring a Toyota.

I'll give you the short version.

We're talking world-class loner.

A guy who spent literally tens|of thousands of hours at a computer...

feeling around in the dark.|Nothing but math.

Nothing but numbers.

His sense of well-being, his very|sanity is predicated on completion.

Only this time,|the equation is incomplete.

He didn't get the 42 million in gold|he'd worked so very hard for.

That's our edge.

Now this....

This is what I need your money for.

It's a BC-19.

It's an experimental tracking device.

Dr. Harris here can fill you in.

Well, it's quite simple, really.

The BC-19 has a proprietary signal...

broadcast and location.

It's got a 10-mile radius and|full satellite coordinate tracking.

Now, the optimum placement site...

is the temporal mandibular joint.

It's just below the jaw.

All right, look...

we implant this in|the appropriate subject, put him...

on the street, make it known|he knows where the gold is...

and I guarantee that our elusive|computer whiz will show up.

Who would be willing to have|that thing implanted in their jaw?

Senator...

we already have a volunteer.

This is Howard Cosell.

Down goes Frazier!

Come on.

Tenderize that b*tch, Alvin.

- What you got?|- I got all kinds of sh*t.

Chest, chest, chest, nuts!

What do you know about boxing?

I ain't gotta box.|I get my skills from TV.

I got Mike Tyson skills.|You biting me!

My ears, my ears!

I'll go Muhammad Ali on them.

- That's cold.|- That ain't right.

That ain't right.

Once I get out of here, I'll get|my big score. I'll be set for life.

I'll get me a 1-year-old Arabian.

A 1-year-old?|What sick sh*t is that?

I'm talking horses. Thoroughbreds.|They got royalty in their blood.

- What you know about horses?|- I know everything.

My father took me to the horse track.

Taught me everything|about thoroughbreds.

I'm teaching you awareness here.|See, I'm always aware.

Stay aware of everything.|Are you watching? Watch my skills.

I'm always aware. See my eyes?|I'm on a swivel.

Can't nobody sneak up on you|and just get with you. That's...

Mr. Clenteen, exactly how many laws|are we breaking here?

You don't want to know.

Ladies and gentlemen.

You've all distinguished yourselves.

You're all the best at what you do.

Encryption.

Hardware.

Signal analysis.

And as of this moment...

nothing else in your lives exists.

You no longer exist.

Welcome aboard.

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