Zero Day

Monica Kidder was found dead in her cell

by apparent suicide within the past hour.

An extraordinary final twist in a day that has already…

…as the nation has learned

that one of its most successful businesspeople was behind

one of the most horrific attacks in the history of this country.

She is now believed to have orchestrated the massive Zero Day attack

in apparent retaliation…

Push a quote from an FBI source familiar with the investigation.

Got it.

"The Bureau had become increasingly concerned with Kidder's radical rhetoric

in the weeks before Zero Day."

The only possible explanation I can think of

is that Kidder tonight opted to end her own life,

as she must've concluded the evidence against her was overwhelming.

-I think this is as close to a confession… -Did we do this?

- Did we? - We?

We didn't do anything.

And if you're worried about the death of a autistic sociopath,

you haven't been paying attention.

Jesus Christ.

This only breaks our way if the trail stops at her.

Please, just shut the fuck up, Jerry.

Please. Does anybody actually think that this is going to play?

That Monica Kidder is the end of all of this?

She had the means and the motive. She did do the things she's accused of.

The rest is becoming truth. That's all that matters.

It's not the truth. My father is not gonna go for that.

-Do you know something? -I know him.

So long as there's a single loose thread, he's gonna keep pulling at it.

-We have this under control. -Have we ever had this under control?

One minute of system shock, that's what you said.

A few months with the right power in the right hands

and the country's back on track by Christmas.

You have been wrong about every single thing.

I'll be the first to admit that things have not gone to plan.

But here we are.

And we have to remember what we set out to accomplish.

To cut off the political fringe on both sides.

To expose a vulnerability that has been mistaken for freedom.

To restore a shaken faith in our ability to govern.

And despite your father's every attempt to fuck it all up,

we are finally close to being able to do all of it.

What we need to do is take a breath.

Come tomorrow, there will be no more loose threads to pull.

-It's being handled. -Handled. Like Monica Kidder.

We have to come clean.

Anything else we do at this point will make it worse.

I'm going to remind you, Alex, that we have partners in this.

And their idea of coming clean is not something you want to contemplate.

I know you're struggling with this. We all are.

But we owe it to the American people to finish this.

I'll call a car and get you home.

No. Um…

No, I'll get my own ride.

We've just heard from a source within the FBI.

I'm gonna quote it because I want to get it right.

"The Bureau had been increasingly concerned about Kidder's radical rhetoric

in the weeks before the Zero Day attack,

with her oft-stated concerns regarding the proposed regulation of Panoply…"

How long have they been out for?

Then find whoever's in charge of maintaining the cell cameras.

He's right here.

Uh, I'm putting you on speaker, Mr. Pennington.

Go ahead.

Now that we're in Panoply's system, we can see exactly how Kidder modified

the NSA's design and how she spread the malware so widely.

Kidder's apps, they're on 80% of the phones in America.

So they push the bug out via automatic updates.

From there, it jumps to any device that it comes into contact with

via Bluetooth, uh, USB, anything.

The coding itself is extraordinarily elegant.

It has an AI engine that lets it learn new operating systems.

Could she really have done this on her own?

She has the technical expertise.

She had the help of a few hardcore loyalists.

-No question she was capable. -No, that's not what I was asking.

There's no reason to doubt this isn't exactly what it looks like.

Sociopathic billionaire doesn't like Uncle Sam taking away her toys,

so she tears the whole house down.

And then she conveniently hangs herself before anybody can ask her any questions.

- Give us a call every hour with an update. - Yes, sir.

Everybody seems to be getting on board with this.

Last night, you said that she was too smart.

To take this kind of a risk, yeah.

It's Alex.

- Mom. - Your father's here too.

Um, I'm coming up to the house. I need to talk to you, to… both of you.

- What's going on? You okay? - I'm fine.

I'm fine. I… I… I'll explain when I see you.

Be careful.

Alex. Alex.

Code orange! Code orange!

What about now?

That's a minute.

- Nothing's coming back on. - Sir, ma'am.

We're bringing the cars around front. I'm afraid we need to relocate you.

That's ridiculous. The generator's gonna kick in.

There's been a threat.

I was on my way to brief you when this happened.

To this location, specifically.

- What kind of threat? - Extremist, ma'am.

The crowd outside's already getting frothy.

Motion sensors, cameras, they're all down.

There's no guarantee they'll work even with power. We need to not be here.

Let's go.

Police stations are down.

- What do we got? - We're compromised.

Power grid, cellular networks, FAA, mass transit.

It's the same scope and scale, only it's persistent this time.

Not the same. This time, we know exactly how this bug works.

- Where are we on the next patch? - We just started.

Last update, the team was at least a day away.

-Tell them they've got an hour. -Sir?!

Not for every system, just the grid. Let's get the lights back on,

then transportation systems.

We are gonna troubleshoot this the old-fashioned way.

One fail point at a time.

Right this way. Watch your step.

What's the plan?

The closest secure facility.

National Guard training base in Cortland, 20-minute drive.

Lock him up! Fuck George Mullen!

Lock him up! Fuck…

We're… getting through that?

We have no choice, sir.

Do it carefully.

All right, clear a path, guys.

Alex.

We'll find her.

Lock him up! Fuck George Mullen!

Lock him up! Fuck George Mullen!

Stand clear of the driveway!

Lock him up! Fuck George Mullen!

Lock him up! Fuck George Mullen!

Lock him up! Fuck George Mullen!

Lock him up! Fuck George Mullen!

- Open the gates. - Opening.

- Tear gas on standby. -No. No tear gas.

That's negative on tear gas.

Push the line back! Out of the way!

Hey! Hey!

Hold the perimeter, guys.

We can't hold it! They're breaking through!

- Guys, hold the perimeter. - Negative! Perimeter breached!

-Keep moving. -Don't run them over.

-Well, we need to push through this. -You can't, Tom.

It's just a bottle.

We lost sight of you guys. Can you exit?

Fuck you!

Back up! Everybody move!

Hey! Back off!

-Stop! -I can't get--

Got 'em.

Hello, George.

Prince 594 confirm, over.

Prince 594.

Prince, Emmett Kelly has been retired, over.

Prince, do you copy?

Confirmed. Emmett Kelly retired, over.

Proceeding with the remainder of the cleanup, over.

Affirmative, over.

Seems like they bought it.

You're a dead man.

For the time being, anyway.

When the lights come back on,

we'll spread the word on social, push out some blurry video.

CIA isn't authorized to operate on U.S. soil.

I'll overlook it this time.

What are you doing here?

When you arrested Kidder, I thought it was about time we had another chat.

It's a good thing I did.

Let's just say

President Mitchell and I had an interest in you and your well-being.

We had strong reason to believe

the Zero Day plot involved actors from inside the government.

At the highest level.

Dreyer?

We thought it was possible.

How far does it go? Who else?

We're not sure.

But far enough we couldn't trust the normal channels.

We needed someone out of the game, like you, to find out for us.

To be honest, I was starting to think we made a terrible mistake.

At Langley, I tried to bring you in, but it was like you didn't hear me.

Then at the presser, you bring up Proteus.

After Valerie came to see me, I started to put it together.

George,

if someone is using Proteus on you, it isn't us, and it never was.

I know that.

These next few hours, this is the endgame.

I need to know that you're okay, George.

Lily, go up to your room.

- What… Mom? - Go, go, go.

Hi.

These men will keep us safe, but we need to come inside.

Where's George?

It's just a few blocks. I think it's better if we walk.

-All right. -I'll be right behind you, sir.

Let's go!