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it's still an enclosed space.

Pressure wave

won't have anywhere to go.

- I vote

that we attempt to disarm it.

Now, we're intelligent people.

We can figure this out.

No.

Why is it in a first aid kit?

'Cause it's perfect camo.

You could mount it

right on the wall.

- Yeah, but it wasn't

on a wall.

It was in a bag.

What if the person who did it

is still here?

- What do you mean?

Like a suicide bomber?

That doesn't make any sense.

Look, there's a timer, right?

That shows the bomber intended

to be Miles away

before this thing went up.

Yeah, intended.

But what if the first bomb

went off early?

Yeah.

Yeah, a synched blast,

that makes a lot more sense.

What about the whole thing

about a first bomb

draws a crowd?

- Yeah, but how do you draw

a crowd in a collapsed tunnel?

- Wait, wait, wait.

Did you...

you're saying that the bomber

could still be on this train.

Which means he's dead...

Or one of us.

So what happens now?

- If he's alive

and wants to stay that way,

he better speak up.

Oh, that's great.

Would the mass murderer

just please step forward, huh?

- What if he already told us

how to disarm the bomb?

What, me?

You just said,

pull the wires at the same time.

You are shitting me.

- He was offering suggestions,

okay?

And so were you.

Yeah.

But I don't look like

a terrorist.

- You think I'm Muslim?

Dude, you are way off.

- Listen, let's just not

get carried away, guys.

Nine minutes.

- Look, if I'm wrong,

I'm sorry.

But most terrorists

do look like you.

I'm Muslim.

And my fianc is... was too.

- I am not saying

it is definitely him.

I don't know who it is.

We're all suspects here,

including me.

But we are running out of time,

and we better start

playing the odds.

And the fact is, most terrorists

are young men

of middle eastern descent.

- Or pasty-faced

military psychos.

Oh, we have any of those here?

That's your name?

Dude, you are wasting time.

- Then tell me your name.

Quickly!

- Al.

- Al what?

Qaeda.

Hernandez.

It's Brazilian.

But you don't speak Spanish?

- Brazilians speak Portuguese,

dumb-ass.

And my name is from Brazil.

I'm from Michigan.

Here.

You don't believe me?

Here.

Alberto Hernandez.

Born in grand rapids.

I own a snowblower,

and I root for the pistons.

Can we disarm the bomb now?

- Come... this is not getting us

anywhere. Come on.

We have eight minutes.

I found something.

Engineering books,

mostly on subways, trains.

- Oh, hey, maybe there's

an I.D., all right?

All right, look.

There's pictures.

There's tunnels and stations,

okay?

It's all of L.A. Metro.

This... this has got to be

the bomber's, okay?

Is it yours?

No.

- What?

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