They arrive at Alonzo's rebel stronghold. Jake walks out with the varcon gas in his hands. "You shoot me, you're dead in ten seconds." A rebel yells that he's bluffing, but Jake isn't. The rebels lay down their arms. NoAngela walks up to Alonzo and points her gun at his chest. "Do you know who I am?" He does not. "I'm a nurse from Zapuda going home to cook dinner for her family. I'm a twelve-year-old boy coming home from soccer practice. I'm a twenty-two-year-old American girl from Philadelphia with her whole life ahead of her." Alonzo says with gritted teeth, "I am not afraid to die." NoAngela says, "We'll see about that." A horrible moment passes before she finally pulls the trigger. Then she does, and it just clicks. The gun is empty. How did Jake do that? Then, more jeeps roll up, and it's The Man. The vials go back into their protective suitcases, and The Man hands NoAngela into the custody of Santa Costan officials, in spite of Jake's protests.
The Man stands before the inquiry and testifies that he followed orders to hand NoAngela into the hands of a country with "an abominable human rights record. Right now, she's rotting in one of their prisons. While the country she once served ignores the fact that she's even alive." Silver Fox listens to this and decides that he's heard enough. Meeting adjourned. He's sure everyone understands. Jake does not, and he wants to say something. Smitty says he's said enough. Jake hollers, "This isn't about field performance, it's about you finding a scapegoat!" Silver Fox booms, "You're out of line!" Hey, the whole SYSTEM is out of order, man! It's a freak-out! Smitty asks the SWAT dudes to come in and escort Jake out, but Jake locks on to the stenographer's screen, and the nanites get to work. He zooms past all the binary code, then pulls out. The court transcript appears on every screen in the meeting room. Leader and Silver Fox murmur, "What's happening? What's he doing?" Jake intones, "The transcripts of this day's proceedings are now on the server. With one blink of my eye, I can send them to the AP wire. All your dealings with the repressive government of Santa Costa, every paper will have their hands on it. NoAngela is walking out of that prison. Or else." Leader stands up and says, "This may be an excellent chance for you to reevaluate your perception of my team." The woman on the board agrees. "Maybe we shouldn't rush to judge." Silver Fox says, "This is an unorthodox team." To say the least. It's awesome that they have the NSA by the balls, but wouldn't they all be afraid to, oh, say, GO TO SLEEP AT NIGHT? I mean, god. It's like, they won this round, then they're dead the . Oh well, it's just TV. I can let the TV have its tiny victories, however implausible and far-fetched. This was a fun episode, lots of sex and gore and action and politics and emotion. Though all my friends are watching The O.C., this show is still a million times better than that wrinkly "teen" dreck, and miles better than Angel too, for god's sack. So yeah, with the marital drums pounding, the team adjourns. Dr. Thora asks if they're all "free," and Leader says, "For the time being." Dr. Thora needs "tea, or something stronger. Are we allowed to drink on the job?" No, but Leader says, "We're gonna start." Woo! Me too. The Man asks if Jake was really going to send that transcript out. Jake says sure, if the email address he made up really went to anyone. Such a clever boy!
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