A man begins to suspect his neighbors are not what they appear to be and their secrets could be deadly.

[last lines]
Oliver Lang: Where do we go from here?
Cheryl Lang: Someplace nice.
Oliver Lang: I hope so.
Cheryl Lang: Someplace safe.
Oliver Lang: Definitely.
Michael Faraday: You can't ask government to be infallible, but you can ask it to be accountable.
Oliver Lang: I can ask it to be honest.
Michael Faraday: You know, when Leah died, all I wanted was someone to tell me, "We made a mistake." You know? "We made a mistake. Your wife suffered for it, and we'd take it back a hundred times if we could." But they don't say that. She would've.
FBI Agent Whit Carver: [last words, repeated] ... everyone, except you.
Oliver Lang: [Talking about Grant] He's a good kid. A strong kid. Reminds me of a boy I grew up with. Maybe you've heard of him. Oliver Lang? I found him in the woods one day. I would hate for Grant to see the same thing.
Michael Faraday: You sick fuck!
Oliver Lang: You're the sick fuck!
Oliver Lang: [Talking about Grant] If you want to be his father, you will walk to your house, sleep in your bed, teach your classes, and live your life!
Michael Faraday: What are you doing? How many people are you going to kill?
Oliver Lang: Well, if I see any strange cars on my street, if you feel compelled to talk to someone, a federal agent perhaps, I imagine we're just going to kill one.
Michael Faraday: They asked you what you stand for. You tell them, you stand for blowing up families. For orphan sons. Your father really killed himself you son of a bitch? Or is that just where you got your start?
[steps on Lang's neck]
Michael Faraday: Call it off.
Oliver Lang: It's for you, Michael. We're doing this for you. It's for all of us.
Michael Faraday: It's not for me, call it off!
Oliver Lang: Are you happy in your godless suburban life?
Michael Faraday: Call off the bomb! Call off the fuckin' bomb!
[Lang smashes the walkie talkie]
Michael Faraday: No!
Oliver Lang: They sent your wife to her death, Michael! Surely you won't be sorry to see them go?
[Faraday runs off]
Oliver Lang: Go on... run. You're too late!
Oliver Lang: I'm a messenger Michael, I'm a messenger! There's millions of us, waiting to take up arms, ready to spread the word... millions of us!
Michael Faraday: No! The government's not who you're killing!
Oliver Lang: Yes. Yes... they'll pay. They'll pay for their sins. Their lies.
Michael Faraday: You're killing children! Children die!
Oliver Lang: Children... I know that. This is war, Michael. In a war, children die.
Oliver Lang: [about to view the explosion] Boom.
Michael Faraday: You're killing children!
Oliver Lang: Their lies, their children.
Michael Faraday: Children die!
Oliver Lang: This is war. In a war, children die.
Oliver Lang: Never wiser than when we're children. They say it and it's true. We'll never see things that clear again.
Oliver Lang: How was St. Louis? Dr. Scobee doing all right?
Michael Faraday: [stammering; scared to death] I was right... I...
Oliver Lang: You're doing it again, Michael. I told you if you want to know something about me, just ask.
Michael Faraday: [frantic] Where's my son? Where's Grant? Where is he?
Oliver Lang: He's with mine. They're safe. They're out on an excursion...
Michael Faraday: [cutting him off] I saved your son's life!
Oliver Lang: I'm sorry, what?
Michael Faraday: I said I saved your son's life!
Oliver Lang: I know you did. That is the reason why you're still alive.
Michael Faraday: But... what about Brooke? Did you...
Oliver Lang: Brooke got in the way. I'm sorry about that, but we're on a schedule.
Oliver Lang: Michael, because of you my son is alive. I would like very much to return the favor.

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