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The marines fire in unison. A cruel withering fusillade. - The S.E.A.L.s in the middle of the floor take the brunt of it. They gamely return fire. But they're hit. Again. Again. Again. In the drainage hole Ianto, Jack, and Lt. Shepherd listen (and watch, when the view allows) in utter horror to the fire fight above. Lt. Shepherd scrambles up the ladder. Ianto grabs him. Tries to pull him down. "Don' t do it."

"Let go of me." Lt. Shepherd climbs the ladder.

In the shower room Anderson takes a bullet in his leg. His automatic blazing, he takes a bullet in the forearm. The chest. The shoulder. – Three marines on the mezzanine are hit and killed. - LT. Shepherd climbs out of the drainage pipe and comes up firing. He instantly takes a bullet through the visor, killing him instantly. Shepherd falls to his knees and pitches over, falling face first into the drainage hole where Shepherd's lifeless eyes come face to-face with Ianto, who nearly passes out, then looks away in horror.

S.E.A.L.S behind the columns return fire. They're hit, picked by one. - Marines Cox and McCoy fire a 50 Cal. Gun (as powerful as anti-aircraft or anti-tank round) through the column, killing Reigert and Boyer.

Saxon is scremig overtop of all of this with horror "HOLD YOUR FIRE HOLD YOUR FIRE ..."

Suddenly the-firing stops. Ianto and Jack freeze. Thinking fast, Jack rips the TAC Radio from Shepherd's helmet, takes his 9 MM pistol and machine gun, and his knife in its sheath, and climbs down. Ianto, indecisive at first, clambers down after Jack.

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PIER 39 - MOBILE COMMAND TRAILER

An image transmitted from Anderson's helmet camera. Anderson has fallen, so this is at ground level. We see corpses and near corpses. Sanchez wipsers with horror "It's over."

An F.B.I. Technician shouts "We've still got movement. Numbers eleven and twelve. That's Ianto and... Jack."

Hartman slumps back against her chair "If Jack's still alive, it's not over."

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ALCATRAZ - TUNNELS UNDER SHOWER ROOM

Jack and Ianto exit the drainage pipe. Ianto is panting, nearly hysterical. "We're never getting off this island."

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PIER 39 - WAREHOUSE

Alice peers through a crowd of F.B.I. Techs huddled around video and audio monitors. She freezes, her hands covering to her mouth at the sound of Ianto over the TAC radio "... god Jesus we're gonna die."

Sanchez, agitated, exits the Command Trailer with Director Hartman. They huddle, speaking in hushed voices. Sanchez snarls "You told me I am on a "need to know" basis. Well goddamn it, I need to know. Who the fuck is Jack Harkness. Start talking, Director, or I swear I will go to the press."

A tense pause. Then Hartman sighs, and her voice travels back three decades ...

"J. Edgar Hoover is head of the F.B.I., some say the country. It's no secret the esteemed Mr. Hoover kept microfilm files on prominent Americans and Europeans. de Gaulle, British members of Parliament, even the Prime Minister. The man had dirt on everyone in the world."

Ianto, slumped in a corner, watches Jack arm himself. He is a different person. Alive. Now in his element. pops the clip on Shepherd's g mil gun. Inspects it. Unsheathes the saw-toothed knife. Sheathes it.

Hartman continues "The British sent over their best operative, Jack Harkness, to steal it."

Jack grabs Shepherd's machine gun, pops the clip.

Hartman admits "Our agents caught Jack at the Canadian border but with no microfilm. It's never been found. So Hoover held him without trial. The British claimed they didn't know him."

Sanchez frowns "What about the daughter? why didn't Hoover use her as leverage?"

"He died in 1972. She wasn't born yet Today it's a different Bureau and no one wants to touch this."

Sanchez rears back with surprise "My god, you're not saying ..."

Jack slides the clip back in the machine gun. Tests the action. obviously comfortable with firearms

"Jack has been incarcerated without trial on American soil since 1962. He knows our most intimate secrets of the last half century. The alien landing at Roswell, the truth about the J.F.K. assassination" Hartman nods her head as she watches Sanchez gape. "Jack was an S.A.S. trained killer, one of MI-6's best operatives ever - Jack is one of the most dangerous men on earth."

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Jack, armed and dangerous for the first time in 33 long years, faces Ianto. Brings his machine gun up. Ianto raises his -9 mil pistol in self-defence. "Don't shoot me please."

Jack was actually slinging it over his shoulder and pauses to stare at the man whose calm demeanour is spoiled by the slight shaking of the gun "For Christ's sake. I was not going to. Calm down. Breathe."

Jack trudges down the tunnel. Ianto follows him. "Wait. Where're you going?"

"Off this island." Jack replies over his shoulder "You mind?"

"Yes I mind. I mind very much."

From the TAC radio in Jack's hand comes Sanchez's voice "Ianto, Ianto, come in."

"You've got a phone call." Jack throws the TAC radio at Ianto's feet and trudges off. Ianto grabs the radio. "It's me sir."

"What is happening? Where's Jack?"

"He says he's leaving the island sir." Ianto rolls his eyes.

"Don't let him do that."

"He's got a gun, sir."

"What do you have, a FUCKING WATER PISTOL?" Sanchez screams "Get him back!"

Ianto hurries off after Jack.

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ALCATRAZ - SHOWER ROOM

Commander Anderson and the S.E.A.L.s lie dead, their blood running over the tiles into the drainage grate. Saxon, Baxter walk amongst the corpses. Saxon sighs "I never wanted this. Jesus Christ."

Baxter agrees but adds "We knew it might happen, Sax."

"Maybe now they'll pay up" Darrow supplies.

Hendrix snorts "Maybe now they won't."

"Then maybe we'll execute a few hostages." Darrow counters.

One S.E.A.L. Dando, is still alive. He's gurgling blood. Staring up at Saxon. "You'll go to hell for this General."

Darrow barks to Pvt. Royce "Put a bullet in him."

Pvt. Royce, appalled, can't bring himself to do it.

"You heard him." Frye says calmly.

Cpt. Darrow pulls his sidearm and levels it. Saxon sees the movement "HOLSTER THAT SIDEARM. CAPTAIN DARROW"

Darrow lowers sidearm "Yes sir."

Royce kneels. Feels Dando's carotid artery. "He's dead anyway sir."

Saxon leans down. Stares into Dando's video feed. "You have a made a terrible mistake and more of our brothers have died in vain. Let's not repeat this."

The transmission goes dead.

Suddenly, from in drainage pipe, where Crisp bent over Shepherd's corpse he shouts to Saxon "General! This man's weapons and TAC radio are missing!"

Saxon swings to stare at the hole then around the room with a look of annoyance "Rodent problem, people. Let's flush the pipes."

Cox and McCoy go to the drainage pipe.

Saxon and his men exit the Main Cell House and fan out in teams across the island.

Crisp and Hendrix move toward the power plant (above the tunnel travelled by JACK and Ianto.)

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TUNNELS UNDER ALCATRAZ

Ianto's still trailing after Jack. "Would you stop? Just stop. (JACK stops) I don't know what you did or why you were sent to jail, but there are a million people across that bay that might die... (Jack continues) Fuck this. Stop. Freeze."

Jack turns. Ianto has his gun trained on him. He's not the most convincing gun handler.

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Crisp and Hendrix, walking toward the power plant, hear something. Beneath them, through a Ventilation Grate. VOICES. Hendrix whispers in TAC mike "Rodents located."

Hendrix and Crisp begin preparing a satchel o explosive.

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Jack advances. Ianto snarls "F.B.I. Stop right there. I really mean it."

Jack stops moving and smiles "If you really mean it, take the safety off."

Ianto fiddles with the safety catch. With a swipe, Jack snatches the gun. They glare at each other. Then to Jack's surprise Ianto snorts, his mouth twitches at the corner and slowly he grins like it was funny. Jack finds himself grinning back as they giggle like loons.

Sanchez snarls over TAC radio "Ianto. Ianto, come in. Have you resolved this?"

"Now he has all the guns, sir..." Ianto replies sagely then clicks off the TAC radio. He sighs and asked Jack "You've got to help me. What do you want me to do, beg?"

"Save your breath and your dignity, if you have any. I am leaving. I am getting my daughter and getting the hell out of here." Jack walks off. Suddenly stops. The satchel of explosive has fallen at his feet. Jack turns, looks at Ianto. And they sprint back, the way they came.

A MONSTROUS EXPLOSION blows in the tunnel and knocks Jack and Ianto to their feet.

Cox and McCoy in the shower room attach a bundle of C-4 to a tank of gasoline and toss it down the drainage pipe. The gas bomb detonates, blowing a wall of flame through the tunnel. The fire is looking for an escape, hunting and burning everything in its path.

Down in the tunnel Jack and Ianto see the wall of flame ROARING toward them. Jack grabs Ianto. "Hold your breath."

They dive into a pool of stagnant water, submersing as the Wall of flame blows through the tunnel over their heads. Jack, then Ianto, drags himself out of the water. Jack turns and finds himself running his hands over the sodden Welshman who is clearly shaken as he clings to him "You OK? Come on. And keep your mouth shut. They can hear us"

Jack hurries off, Ianto on his tail.

Maybe holding his hand.

So what.

Dark down there!