Loading Dock, Falco Special Effects, New York:
Agent Wears watches as the van backs into the loading dock at the rear of the building. Agent Amos and Ms. Falco were moving the crates towards her. She watches as the back doors on the van open up as the driver continues backing up towards the loading dock.

Agent Wears presses the bottom for the loading dock door to open. As the loading dock door opens, several men exit from the van with guns drawn. They had their guns pointed toward Agent Amos, Agent Wears, and Ms. Falco.

“Step away from the crates unless you want to die.” Two of the guys had their guns pointed at everyone.

Two more guys step out of the van and towards the crates. Teela looks towards Agent Wears and motions her head towards the door controls. She hopes Agent Wears understands her and what she was hinting at.

Agent Wears looks at the controls loading dock controls and notices there is a button for emergency. She pressed it just as the two guys were entering the loading dock. The steel loading dock door drops down on top of the two guys.

The guys outside the loading dock start firing towards the loading dock. Agent Amos and Teela drop down behind the crates. Agent Amos watches as his partner, Agent Wears pulls the two stun guys out from under the steel loading dock doors and handcuffs them.

“Is there another way those guys outside can get in here?” Agent Amos looks towards Teela.

“No, the front door is locked, and even if they got in. I can lock the door leading down here to the loading dock.” Teela could hear the guys outside firing at the steel door.

“I’m calling for backup.” Agent Amos pulls out his cell phone and calls the NYPD for backup.

Teela stands up and walks over to the security booth that is down in the loading dock and turns the outside camera on. When the camera turns on, the two guys outside have already left. They had already left the scene.

“They’re gone, Mr. Amos.”

“How do you know?” Agent Wears looks over towards the security booth.

“Because I turned on the outside security camera and they aren’t there anymore.” Teela didn’t normally use the security camera outside of the loading dock.

Agent Wears shakes her head as she looks at the two the loading dock door is knocked out. They were out cold. She starts searching their pants pocket but finds nothing.

“Do you have cameras on the front of the building?” Agent Amos looks towards Ms. Falco for an answer.

“Yes, I do. Let’s put these crates back in the vault and find out what happened to your people.” Teela turns the pallet jack around and starts pushing it back toward the cargo elevator.

Agent Amos and Agent Wears wait down in the loading dock area for the police and paramedics to arrive. By the time Teela has the crates back in the vault and secured. The police and ambulance arrive.

Teela takes Agent Amos and Agent Wears to the security room where the monitors are. While the police and ambulance tend to the people the steel door knocked out.

“Here we go, agents.” As Teela replays the recorded video.

The three of them watch as a plumber truck pulls up aside the van parked behind the agent's car. The van sits there for a few minutes and then leaves.

“Can you zoom in some?” Agent Amos wanted to see who the person was sitting on the driver's side.

“Sure.” Teela zooms in on the video and captures a picture of the driver. She prints it out for the agents.

“Here you go, guys.” Teela hands the picture to Agent Amos.

“They switch drivers.” Agent Wears looks at the picture. She remembered who the driver was and who she spoke to.

“Well, at least you have two people you can interrogate.” Teela looks at both agents.

“Ms. Falco, can you bring up that van again.” Agent Amos wanted to see if there was a license plate visible.

“Sure.” Teela plays the video again and prints out a picture of the license plate.

“Ms. Falco, do you mind keeping the crates of weapons a little bit longer, until better arrangements can be arranged?” Agent Wears wanted to arrange better protection for the weapons.

“I don’t mind. The weapons are safe here.” Teela didn’t mind holding onto the weapons.

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” Teela didn’t mind holding onto the weapons a little longer.