Open Fire (1994) - full transcript
As a group of mercenaries hold an entire city in the grip of terror, a force of one unleashes an all-out assault to stop them.
[THEME MUSIC]
[SCREAMING]
[GROANING]
You want to send
me to the boneyard--
you should try yourself.
I'm gonna break you, Kruger.
Better hurry.
[THEME MUSIC]
KRUGER (ON RADIO): Good
afternoon, my friends.
As you listen to
this tape, remember
that this is our big score.
We do this right, and
we will all retire.
Each one of you will
have the opportunity
to use your special skills.
As usual, everything has
been carefully planned.
Do not be concerned
about the escape route.
I have a little
surprise in mind.
Good luck.
I know you won't let me down.
Soon, we will be back together.
WORKER 1: Oh, way to go, kid.
We can't work without power!
WORKER 2: (LAUGHING) Yeah.
Nice job, Bonehead.
-Come on, we ain't got all day.
-Yeah.
What's your problem?
WORKER 1: Hey, McNeil,
you gonna hold his hand?
(LAUGHING)
The fuel pump on these
units is a little touchy.
Try it now.
[POWER STARTING]
Thanks.
If this guy knows so
much, what's he doing here?
Hey.
Do you wanna try mine?
I don't think so.
DEACON: Kesack, what
are you gonna do?
Shave your legs with that thing?
Or yours.
Hey.
My money's on her.
[LAUGHTER]
[SIREN]
[SIGH]
License and
registration, please.
What seems to be
the problem, Officer?
You've got a break light out.
Aw, geez, you know,
I'm really sorry.
My regular truck's
back gettin' fixed.
All right.
I'm gonna let you go
with a warning this time.
But make sure your company
takes care of the problem.
Oh.
Yes, sir.
Thank you.
I'm on my way back
in there right now.
-Take it slow.
-Be safe.
(TO HIMSELF) This road
doesn't go to Long Beach.
(SHOUTING) Hold it!
Thanks for the warning.
He should have worn a vest.
[LAUGHTER]
Another day, another dollar.
[PHONE RINGING]
Martinson.
Bob McNeil, please.
Alec?
ALEC (ON PHONE): Lynne?
Hey.
How's it going?
It's fine.
Hang on a second.
I'll get your dad.
Don't be a stranger, OK?
-Yeah.
OK.
Thanks.
Pressure seems
good on number four.
LYNNE (ON RADIO
SYSTEM): Bob McNeil?
Bob McNeil, phone call.
It's Alec.
Hey.
ALEC (ON PHONE): The
trout at Lake Cachuma
are jumping in the boats.
Is that right?
Sounds great.
I could use a little
time on a lake.
These double shifts
are killing me.
You say the word, Pop.
Listen, Goes tell you what.
You're on.
Saturday, 5:30.
I'll meet you at the lake.
I'll fly the Cessna up.
Oh, by the way,
Alec, I just heard
a management position opened
up at our corporate office.
Now, listen, if
you're interested,
I'll, uh, talk to
Bill Fuller about it.
No, forget it.
We went through this before.
BOB (ON PHONE): Yeah,
well, sooner or later,
you're gonna have to put
this thing behind you, son.
Come on, Alec.
Loosen up.
Yeah.
Uh, I'll see you at the
lake on Saturday, Pop.
I'm looking forward to it.
Bye, Son.
[ALARM RINGING]
Number two?
Mm-hmm.
I've got nothing.
BOB: Thing's overheating again.
We'll take care of it.
Tell Lynn to meet me there.
LYNNE: Bob, the
pressure's rising,
and I can't seem to stop it.
Argh!
[INAUDIBLE] the thermal switch!
-OK!
Come on, baby, come on.
Come on!
BOB: Good.
It's coming down.
-Ooh.
That was just a
little too close.
I'm sorry.
I was having a bite.
I thought you said the
flow regulator on this unit
was taken care of!
Repair signed off
on it this morning!
Another five degrees, and poof!
All right.
Get repair back up here now.
-I--
Just do it.
Sure thing, Mr. McNeil.
-6:14!
-All right!
6:14!
All right.
Right on schedule.
You can't deliver here.
Oh, I can, today.
[GUNSHOT]
KESACK: Your shift's over.
Let's go.
Come on!
[INAUDIBLE]
Hold it!
Back up!
Now!
Communication secured.
KESACK: I said, move it!
Go to the right.
I said, move!
PETE: Hey!
[GUNSHOTS]
WOOD: I'll check in here!
NAKATA: Make sure
it's welded tight.
Someone just shot Pete.
Come on.
OPERATOR (ON PHONE):
911 Emergency.
Yeah, hi.
This is Martinson Indus--
OPERATOR (ON PHONE):
What is your emergency?
Sir?
Hello?
Sir?
This is 911.
HICKS: Anybody make a
move, and you're history.
Got that?
DEACON: OK.
This one's set.
I'll set the charges at Grid 2.
We're in.
You gonna tell me
what the hell you want?
Oh, you'll find out
soon enough, Mr. McNeil.
We know all about you.
OPERATOR (ON PHONE): 6
Lincoln 20, a possible 4-15
at Martinson Industries.
OFFICER: 6 Lincoln 20.
Roger that.
I'll keep you advised.
Come on, you've
gotta warn somebody.
[BAR MUSIC PLAYING]
BARGOER: Two bucks
says you don't make it.
BARGOER 2: I can make it.
[INDISTINCT CHATTING]
Hi.
What can I get you?
Cold beer.
BARTENDER: That'll be $2.
Haven't seen you in here before.
Haven't been here before.
VAN EARL (ON WALKIE-TALKIE):
Roy, it's Van Earl.
Do you read me?
Yeah.
What's up?
VAN EARL (ON WALKIE TALKIE):
First black-and-white's here.
Evening, Officer.
What can I do for you?
-We got a 911 call.
-All right.
You guys ready up there?
VAN EARL (ON
WALKIE-TALKIE): All set.
Notice anything strange
or out of the ordinary?
No, can't say that I have.
Send the message.
Is this the main complex?
Yeah.
Yeah, right here.
-OK.
I'll check it out.
Thank you.
OK.
[GRUNT]
41 and 30.
Officer needs assistance!
Repeat, officer needs help!
OPERATOR (ON WALKIE-TALKIE):
Say again, you're breaking up.
I've got a war going on here!
I need help, and I mean, now!
[LAUGHTER]
That one's on me.
Thanks.
You look like a guy
with a lot on his mind.
That obvious, huh?
[SIREN]
Hey!
We're gonna let you
run an errand, Gramps.
You're going to go
meet the cops outside.
Understand?
You give them this tape.
Take it.
Then you hurry your little
ass back here, Gramps,
or, guess what?
Melba here is going to be toast.
Go.
Hey, Rookie, don't choke.
[LAUGHTER]
BARGOER: You missed it.
-[SIGH]
You just lost a ten spot.
Not if you're gonna cheat.
You calling me a cheater?
Why don't you quit
while you're still ahead?
What are you gonna do?
Arrest me?
Yeah.
We heard about you.
You couldn't cut it as a cop.
ANCHOR (ON TV): --with
a special report.
It seems a group of
unidentified people-- possibly
terrorists-- have
taken over Martinson
Industries in Sun Valley
and are holding hostages.
At this point, we
don't know why they've
attacked Martinson Industries
or what their possible motives
could be.
The police have sealed
off the entire facility.
As of yet, there's been no
contact with the people inside.
Wait a second.
REPORTER (ON TV): That's Mr.
McNeil, the plant manager.
The guys are serious.
They've taken my
entire crew hostage.
REPORTER (ON TV):
What do they want?
I don't know, but if I
don't get back, they're gonna
kill another person--
REPORTER (ON TV): Wait a second!
No, I can't risk it!
Now, stay put!
All right.
It looks as though
the terrorists
have handed over a cassette
tape to the police.
I have to assume
it's their demands.
It doesn't look good
for the people inside.
-Perimeter secured?
-Yes, sir.
Get me the FBI on the double.
You, you, get rid of the press.
Now.
OFFICER: Right away, sir.
Get me a cassette player.
KRUGER (ON CASSETTE PLAYER):
This is Stein Kruger.
As you know, my people
are holding hostages,
and they're heavily armed.
If they see any SWAT, any
police, within 300 yards,
the hostages will pay.
You have no alternative
but to release
me from Atwater state prison.
If I am not at the
plant in one hour,
my people will start
killing hostages.
And of course, no one
wants to see this happen.
Do they?
Time for some fresh air.
I hate to say, I told you so.
You'll be back.
Count on it.
[GRUNTING]
I won't be back.
[MOANING]
KRUGER: Let's go, gentlemen.
No, I can't risk it!
DAVIS (VOICEOVER):
Do you know why
you were called before the
review board, Agent McNeil?
[GUNSHOT]
DISTURBED MAN: (YELLING) What
about all the money I gave you?
Fuck!
You wanna die like him?
Look at him!
Fuck you.
I'm not going to prison!
Look at this punk! [INAUDIBLE]
[GUNSHOT]
DAVIS (VOICEOVER): You
disobeyed my direct order.
McNeil?
I am in the building, McNeil.
You will hold your position.
You will talk this
man out of it, McNeil.
ALEC (VOICEOVER): Yes,
Supervisor Davis, I did.
But we were dealing
with a psycho.
I couldn't risk it.
[YELLING]
ALEC (VOICEOVER): People's
lives were at stake.
I made a decision to go in.
We will talk him out,
but you must wait for me.
(SCREAMING) I'm
not going to prison!
No fucking way!
I'm not going back to
prison, you hear me?
You wanna die like him?
Don't you fucking look at me!
POLICEWOMAN: Alec, this guy's
gonna kill somebody else.
Davis, this guy's crazy.
I've gotta go in now.
[GUNSHOT]
[SHOUT]
[GUNSHOT]
[SCREAM]
[GUNSHOTS]
DAVIS (VOICEOVER): Agent
McNeil, you disobeyed my orders,
and your partner's dead.
I'm suspending you
till further notice.
ALEC (VOICEOVER):
Don't bother, Davis.
I quit.
ROY: Chlorine tanks are full.
Oh!
Looks like you don't
have to work for us.
(LAUGHING) You're going
to help us compose
a nice little concoction here.
All right.
We got a flow rate of 8
liters per minute, constant
temperature of 93 degrees.
I'll just set the
time constants.
Voila!
We're ready to cook!
Where did to get your training?
The state paid for it.
All right.
Now, I want you to mix what's
in the barrel with the chlorine.
I'm supposed to
guess what that is?
It's trouble.
Do it.
(CHUCKLING) Gramps, if you don't
do it, someone's going to die.
Oh, you're gonna be
John Wayne, is that it?
All right.
BOB: I hope you're aware that
mixing anything with chlorine
is highly dangerous.
ROY: Just take care
of the flow regulator.
We know what we're doing.
Now, we're gonna start with
the intermittent cascade
over a 3-centimeter drip.
Ruben!
RUBEN: Yes, sir.
This will be the
command center.
RUBEN: OK.
DAVIS: Commander Simpson?
SIMPSON: Supervisor Davis,
we spoke on the phone.
What's the status of Kruger?
-He'll be here.
SIMPSON: I've got
SWAT ready to roll.
Leave SWAT on ice for now.
SIMPSON: I think we
should go in, Supervisor.
These people are dangerous.
I know, but I don't want
a massacre in my hands.
Our position is, we'll try to
talk them out [INAUDIBLE] What
I'd like to know is why
they took over a plant that
recycles old plastics.
I was asking myself
the same thing.
Maybe Kruger can tell
us when he gets here.
[INAUDIBLE]
--[INAUDIBLE] Send
that to headquarters.
Gentlemen, your
attention, please.
We are dealing with an
elite group of mercenaries,
some of the best in the world.
Stein Kruger-- serving
consecutive life sentences
for the murder of eight
US servicemen at Subic
Bay in the Philippines.
Over $20 million in weapons were
taken by Kruger and his men,
and you can bet
they didn't wind up
in the hands of the good guys.
Kruger has been linked to the
people on the board behind me.
I believe this is the team
that has taken over the plant.
They're highly trained,
and it won't be easy.
Our job is to get them all.
Uh, Ruben, where's our list of
chemical compounds I asked for?
I'm working on it.
DAVIS: Work faster.
-Right.
I gotta start going
to church-- a lot.
[COAT RIPPING]
Double-check
everything on level two.
KESACK (ON WALKIE-TALKIE):
Roy, do you read me?
Hey, Kesack.
What's going on?
What's the problem?
KESACK (ON WALKIE-TALKIE):
The pump is slowing down.
All right.
Double the flow rate.
We'll pump it up.
We're way behind.
Roger.
Pump it up six centimeters.
You're gonna get us all killed.
Just do it!
Odell. $1
OFFICER (ON PHONE): I've
got an Alec McNeil here.
He says he's looking for you.
What?
Yeah.
Let him in.
ODELL: Am I seeing a ghost?
What the hell are
you doing here, man?
Odell, who's in charge?
You don't want to know.
Alec, Davis doesn't
want to see you.
What the hell is he doing here?
Non-personnel are not
allowed in this area, Odell.
My father's inside.
We're doing everything we can.
I want to be part of the team.
You resigned, McNeil.
You're a civilian now.
It's not your show.
Come on, Alec.
[PHONE RINGING]
ROY (ON PHONE): If I don't see
Kruger in the next 3 minutes,
a hostage dies.
Look, I already told you.
Kruger is on his way.
You know, we could sure
use you on this one.
I'm sorry.
So am I.
[SIREN]
The man is here.
I'm at the complex.
Belize, 1987.
You had so much to kill,
I had to carry you out.
Welcome aboard, Boss.
KRUGER (ON PHONE):
I'm coming in.
Roger.
Isolated frequencies,
just you and me.
Lovely.
I want the hostages.
Once I'm inside.
You know, there's no way I'm
gonna let you out of there.
Finally got that list
you requested, sir.
It's about time.
Let's get to work.
I'm glad to have you back.
I thought you were in Guyana.
I was.
But, uh, Louise
wanted to come home.
KRUGER (ON WALKIE-TALKIE):
Are you there, Davis?
You're probably ready
to hear my plan now.
DAVIS (ON WALKIE-TALKIE):
Let's get on with it.
Getting impatient, Davis?
Cut the foreplay, Kruger.
I told you what it would
cost you-- 30 million
in uncut stones.
DAVIS (ON WALKIE
TALKIE): Stones?
As in gemstones?
Diamonds, Davis,
nothing less than VVS1.
D color, I presume?
KRUGER (ON WALKIE TALKIE):
That's right, Davis.
You catch on quick.
Completely untraceable.
And then what, Mr. Kruger?
And then, you get your
hostages, become a hero,
I retire, and we all
live happily ever after.
DAVIS (ON WALKIE-TALKIE):
It's going to take time.
Two hours, Davis.
The next time we talk, it'll be
because you have my diamonds.
Boy, you sure made
his day. [CHUCKLE]
Get on the [INAUDIBLE]
to Hollister's.
I want those
diamonds immediately.
Right.
What do I tell him?
Whatever it takes.
Get those diamonds.
Yes, sir.
What's your plan?
First, we trade the
hostages for the diamonds.
After that, Kruger's
going to come out, right?
-Right.
-Then we'll hit him.
Everything we've got.
Ruben?
Where do you think you're going?
-The bathroom.
[GRUNT]
-Who the hell are you?
-Health department.
We got a complaint.
[INAUDIBLE]
Listen, I gotta call you back.
[SIGH] Supervisor, you're
not gonna like this.
Sir, they, um-- they
found his truck,
but there's no sign of McNeil.
-Great.
Van Earl, this is Bishop.
Do you read me?
Van Earl, do you read me?
Van Earl, do you read me?
This is Bishop.
[GROANING IN PAIN]
Where are the hostages?
Huh?
Where?
(GROANING) First
[INAUDIBLE] floor.
What, are you lying?
-Yeah.
-Huh?
[GROANING]
How many are you?
Fuck you.
[SCREAMING] OK.
I've got ten.
-Who's your boss?
-Kruger.
Kruger.
What's his plan?
What's his plan!
[SCREAMING] OK.
OK.
He said something with
the chemical tanks.
That's all I know.
[SCREAMING]
Ouch.
Yeah, I've got it
under control, Chief.
Kruger's not suicidal.
Right.
No, we're not dealing
with terrorists,
strictly mercenaries.
Yes, Your Honor.
He's-- he's right here.
Yes, sir.
Can you hold on, please?
Thank you.
There's nothing
political about it.
Sir, it's the mayor.
Tell him to wait.
No, sir.
No, no.
Not you.
KRUGER: Status, Roy.
We're 12 minutes behind, Boss.
This equipment's
ain't worth shit.
The processing tank
is overheating.
KRUGER: I'll take
care of this myself.
Pump it up.
You're begging for
a major melt-down.
I'm telling you, the seals
won't tolerate the pressure.
Yes, they will.
The temperature's reset.
How's the flow rate?
ROY (ON WALKIE-TALKIE):
It's getting better.
If anyone gives you
any trouble, kill them.
What does Kruger
know that we don't?
I looked at all
the chemicals, and
nothing on-site poses a threat.
Then why did he
choose this place?
ODELL: Sir, here's more
info on one of the mercs.
It says here this
Roy Eckern has
a master's degree in chemistry.
Certainly hope you'd
kept up your grades.
Finished with this area?
That's correct.
When the tanks are ready,
set double charges on each.
Deacon, prepare the
entrance to the tunnels.
[BEEPING]
OPERATOR (ON PHONE):
FBI Field Operation.
Patch me through
to Supervisor Davis.
It's code 93.
OPERATOR (ON PHONE): Yes, sir.
Command center, Agent Ruben.
ALEC (ON PHONE): Put
Davis on the line.
Who's this?
McNeil.
Hold on.
Sir, it's McNeil on line 1.
DAVIS: You made it into
the plant, didn't you?
ALEC (ON PHONE): That's right.
DAVIS: You just
don't learn, McNeil.
ALEC (ON PHONE): Sometimes, you
just have to do what's right.
Do you want my help, or not?
What's the head
count on the mercs?
There were ten.
Now, there's eight.
Kruger's doing something
with the chemical tanks.
I don't know what it is, yet.
But I'm gonna go in
for a closer look.
Wait a minute, McNeil.
There's no time.
You've just gotta
trust me on this one.
(SIGHING) I hope
he can pull it off.
Hands behind your head.
Go ahead.
Try it.
It's for you.
Thanks for saving
my ass back there.
Thank me over dinner sometime,
if we ever get out of here.
We'll get out of here.
Alec, they're processing
chlorine with some type
of phosphorus base.
What does that mean
in layman's terms?
Look, I read about some kind
of nerve gas they're developing.
It could create a lethal
cloud halfway to Tijuana.
What if I could
drain the tanks?
That would work.
There's an emergency
drain system on level one.
It runs to the waste dump
outside the main complex.
Then, the mercs
would be out of luck.
Yeah.
The compound they're making is
ending up in tank number three.
All right.
Can you get back
to the phone box?
Get 911 to patch
you through to FBI.
Let 'em know what's
going on here.
OK.
You know how to use that?
I think so.
I'm sorry.
OK.
Get going.
Good luck.
-OK.
You, too.
Kruger, we got a problem here.
Someone took out
Belasco on level three.
I copy.
Is the rest of the C4 in place?
DEACON: Not yet.
Get it done, quick.
Kruger, I want
whoever did this.
So do I. Now, get moving.
Wood, we've got someone inside.
Sweep the plant with Jackson.
Start on level three.
Roger.
You think Davis
sent somebody in?
Not his style.
I don't see how we could
have missed the hostage.
This isn't a hostage.
How much time?
10 minutes, max.
Not a second longer.
ROY: Process impromptu shutdown.
KRUGER: Come on.
Let's go.
You're going to kill us all.
Switch to auxiliary, now.
Gotta wait till
the tank cools down!
You've got two minutes to
get the auxiliary pump up
and running.
[SCREAMING]
Hicks, send another
hostage to the tanks.
Roger.
Hey, you.
Come here.
[MUFFLED SCREAMING]
Attaboy, Gramps.
You know, you still
might get that pension.
[LAUGHTER]
ROY: Hey.
Come here!
Come here!
JACKSON: Oh, man!
I don't believe this!
Listen, Bishop's checked out.
Find this son of a bitch.
I wanna know who the hell he is.
Right.
We're on it, Boss.
I'll sweep this level.
You sweep the next one.
Move it.
I found him.
KRUGER (ON WALKIE-TALKIE):
Get this fucker.
I want him alive.
You got it.
All right.
Come on.
You're coming with me.
KRUGER (ON WALKIE-TALKIE): Wood!
Jackson!
Do you read me?
They're not reading anybody.
Enough playing.
Who are you?
Telephone repair.
FBI?
Not anymore.
The guy in the truck, right?
I'm impressed.
I'll be seeing you
real soon, Kruger.
DEACON (ON RADIO):
Tanks are full!
-Time to rock and roll, Boss!
-Good.
Now I'm gonna take this
son of a bitch out.
Everybody go to code six.
Kesack, relieve Hicks.
Roger.
Hicks, meet me at the tanks.
Yeah, I got it, Boss.
KRUGER: Nakata, you
hook up with Deacon.
Deacon, stay there.
I'm on my way.
Hey!
Anything?
McNeil hasn't called yet, sir.
What about the diamonds?
On the way.
[LOUD RINGING]
He's not going to be flying
that helicopter now, is he?
We'll use the old man.
He's a chopper pilot.
DAVIS: What about the tracers?
ODELL: They're sewn into
lining of the cases, sir.
DAVIS: Good.
Hicks, Deacon said he
went to level three.
We'll corner him there.
The goods are here.
Of course, they are.
Where are the hostages?
Come on!
Out of there!
Not too far.
I only see nine, Kruger.
You'll get the rest
when I get safely away.
That's not the deal.
It's my show, Davis.
How do you think you're
gonna get out of here?
Do you know what happens when
you process chlorine with DLT?
I believe it creates
a nerve gas, sir.
Good.
Unless you want to be remembered
for solving the population
problem in Los
Angeles, I suggest
you do exactly what I say.
We'll be leaving here shortly.
The entire plant is
wired with explosives,
and this is the trigger.
If I hit this, we all lose.
Don't even think
about following.
This has a range of 1,000 miles.
If I even see one cop anywhere
near me, you'll pay dearly.
It will take your bomb
squad at least two hours
to unravel my handiwork
after we leave,
and that's all the
head start I need.
Is that all?
Don't you want your hostages?
Thank you, gentlemen.
"Nothing on-site
poses a threat."
They must have
brought it with them.
I should have known.
We both should've known.
Put the stones in this.
You know it's
rigged with tracers.
Hasn't let me down, yet.
KRUGER: Deacon should have
broken through to the tunnels
by now.
It's time to leave the
FBI a little joy ride.
ROY: Good.
I can't wait to get
the hell out of here.
[CRUMPLING PAPER]
Don't get any
bright ideas, Gramps.
-Call me Gramps again.
-Enough.
We need a helicopter pilot,
and you've just been recruited.
I'm staying right here.
Captain goes down with
his ship, is that it?
[GROANING]
All right.
We got your point.
[GRUNTING]
What the hell are you
going to do with me?
I'm giving you your freedom.
All you have to do is follow
my instructions exactly.
[BEEPING]
Have a nice trip.
KRUGER (ON RADIO): The
exit doors in front of you
will open automatically
in three minutes.
Do not remove yourself
from the seat until then.
[BEEPING CONTINUES]
-Shit.
Goddamn it!
[LOUD BUZZING]
-Argh!
Shit!
KRUGER (ON RADIO):
That was your warning.
Now, listen carefully.
Look at the timer.
Remember, 40 miles
in 60 minutes.
If not, you're history.
DEACON: Popped
through the walls
through those old tunnels,
just like you said, Boss.
Davis, we're leaving now.
Would you like
anything for your trip?
Developing a sense of
humor, this late in the game?
Humor the rest of Los Angeles,
and stay out of my way.
They're on the move.
Let's go, Parker.
Come on.
Come on, come on.
Open up, you--
[BEEPING]
Fuck this.
[SCREECHING]
[BEEPING]
We got a signal.
(YELLING) OK, guys, move it!
Bomb squad, move it!
Move it!
Odell, keep back
a safe distance.
I'll radio you
when the bomb squad
deactivates the explosive.
-Right.
[SIREN]
BOB: (YELLING) How
did you find these?
I've done my homework, McNeil.
Now, keep moving.
[MICE SQUEAKING]
Let's go!
Move, move!
Two more, down here!
This one's deactivated.
KRUGER (ON RADIO): Stay on San
Fernando till you reach me.
Come on, come on.
ODELL (ON RADIO): They've
just turned off San Fernando
and are headed south on Main.
[COUGHING]
This is it.
[BANGING]
[BEEPING]
Only 18 minutes to go.
Come on, baby.
Come on, you son of a bitch.
Move.
Get the hell out of the way!
You jackass!
KRUGER (ON RADIO): Stay on Main
Street until Pacific Avenue.
Then, go right.
ODELL: They're turning
West onto Pacific Drive.
All units stay in position.
[BEEPING]
[PANTING]
ROY: Get in!
Make yourselves comfortable.
It's going to be a long trip.
Try and get us
there in one piece.
All right.
KRUGER (ON RADIO): I hope
you're checking the timer.
Come on.
Come on!
KRUGER (ON RADIO): 10, 9, 8, 7,
6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. [INAUDIBLE]
If you can hear this,
you're still alive.
Congratulations.
You made it.
(SIGHING) Oh!
Yeah.
ODELL (ON WALKIE-TALKIE):
Supervisor Davis?
You got him?
Not exactly.
DAVIS (ON WALKIE-TALKIE):
What are you saying, Odell?
Well, sir, the mercs
aren't in the truck.
DAVIS (ON WALKIE-TALKIE):
What do you
mean they're not in the truck?
ODELL (ON WALKIE-TALKIE):
Well, sir, it was a decoy.
Bomb squad just
deactivated the C4.
Let's go!
Move!
Deacon, take our
guests out of the sun.
The rest of us will
handle the chopper.
DEACON: Straight in there.
Move it!
In!
On our way!
30 minutes, we're in Mexico.
Then, onto Brazil.
[GRUNTING]
Stay over there.
ALEC: You OK?
What took you so long?
Couldn't catch a cab.
[LAUGHTER]
[GRUNTING IN PAIN]
[GUNSHOT]
What's going on?
We'll check it out, Boss.
Hang on.
Look, they don't know I'm here.
I'm going to get
their attention.
You take this, and
you go that way.
-All right.
-Take care of him.
Be careful.
LYNNE: We're almost there.
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
-OK?
-Get this-- get the tie.
OK.
Easy, easy, easy, easy.
All right.
I'm sorry.
It's all right.
It's not you.
Oh, man!
Oh, damn!
Hey, Kruger.
Go ahead.
ROY (ON WALKIE-TALKIE):
Deacon's dead.
What?
Find them.
We need the old man.
Roger.
Come on.
Let's split up.
I'll take this one.
Ha!
Get up.
You're coming with me.
Drop the gun.
You're not gonna shoot me.
[SCREAMING]
Should've bought American.
KRUGER: (YELLING) You
don't let go, do you!
I told you I'd be
seeing you, Kruger!
Who the hell are you!
I'm the guy who's
taking you back!
Why!
Because you're not a nice guy.
I could use a man like you!
How does two million sound?
Why don't you make it 20?
I guess I'm going to
have to kill you, then!
In a way, that
makes me feel good!
I don't believe it!
You fucked with the wrong guy.
You should have taken my offer.
You fucked with the wrong guy.
[SCREAMING]
You lose.
Go ahead.
I'm not going back.
[LAUGHTER]
Davis.
Davis.
McNeil?
I got him.
You got him?
Great!
McNeil.
ALEC (ON WALKIE-TALKIE): Yeah.
If you want to come back--
Catch me on a
better day, Davis.
Let's get that
leg taken care of.
We still going trout fishing?
I could use a vacation.
I think we all could.
Nice to have you back, Kruger.
[LAUGHTER]
McNeil.
[THEME MUSIC]
[SCREAMING]
[GROANING]
You want to send
me to the boneyard--
you should try yourself.
I'm gonna break you, Kruger.
Better hurry.
[THEME MUSIC]
KRUGER (ON RADIO): Good
afternoon, my friends.
As you listen to
this tape, remember
that this is our big score.
We do this right, and
we will all retire.
Each one of you will
have the opportunity
to use your special skills.
As usual, everything has
been carefully planned.
Do not be concerned
about the escape route.
I have a little
surprise in mind.
Good luck.
I know you won't let me down.
Soon, we will be back together.
WORKER 1: Oh, way to go, kid.
We can't work without power!
WORKER 2: (LAUGHING) Yeah.
Nice job, Bonehead.
-Come on, we ain't got all day.
-Yeah.
What's your problem?
WORKER 1: Hey, McNeil,
you gonna hold his hand?
(LAUGHING)
The fuel pump on these
units is a little touchy.
Try it now.
[POWER STARTING]
Thanks.
If this guy knows so
much, what's he doing here?
Hey.
Do you wanna try mine?
I don't think so.
DEACON: Kesack, what
are you gonna do?
Shave your legs with that thing?
Or yours.
Hey.
My money's on her.
[LAUGHTER]
[SIREN]
[SIGH]
License and
registration, please.
What seems to be
the problem, Officer?
You've got a break light out.
Aw, geez, you know,
I'm really sorry.
My regular truck's
back gettin' fixed.
All right.
I'm gonna let you go
with a warning this time.
But make sure your company
takes care of the problem.
Oh.
Yes, sir.
Thank you.
I'm on my way back
in there right now.
-Take it slow.
-Be safe.
(TO HIMSELF) This road
doesn't go to Long Beach.
(SHOUTING) Hold it!
Thanks for the warning.
He should have worn a vest.
[LAUGHTER]
Another day, another dollar.
[PHONE RINGING]
Martinson.
Bob McNeil, please.
Alec?
ALEC (ON PHONE): Lynne?
Hey.
How's it going?
It's fine.
Hang on a second.
I'll get your dad.
Don't be a stranger, OK?
-Yeah.
OK.
Thanks.
Pressure seems
good on number four.
LYNNE (ON RADIO
SYSTEM): Bob McNeil?
Bob McNeil, phone call.
It's Alec.
Hey.
ALEC (ON PHONE): The
trout at Lake Cachuma
are jumping in the boats.
Is that right?
Sounds great.
I could use a little
time on a lake.
These double shifts
are killing me.
You say the word, Pop.
Listen, Goes tell you what.
You're on.
Saturday, 5:30.
I'll meet you at the lake.
I'll fly the Cessna up.
Oh, by the way,
Alec, I just heard
a management position opened
up at our corporate office.
Now, listen, if
you're interested,
I'll, uh, talk to
Bill Fuller about it.
No, forget it.
We went through this before.
BOB (ON PHONE): Yeah,
well, sooner or later,
you're gonna have to put
this thing behind you, son.
Come on, Alec.
Loosen up.
Yeah.
Uh, I'll see you at the
lake on Saturday, Pop.
I'm looking forward to it.
Bye, Son.
[ALARM RINGING]
Number two?
Mm-hmm.
I've got nothing.
BOB: Thing's overheating again.
We'll take care of it.
Tell Lynn to meet me there.
LYNNE: Bob, the
pressure's rising,
and I can't seem to stop it.
Argh!
[INAUDIBLE] the thermal switch!
-OK!
Come on, baby, come on.
Come on!
BOB: Good.
It's coming down.
-Ooh.
That was just a
little too close.
I'm sorry.
I was having a bite.
I thought you said the
flow regulator on this unit
was taken care of!
Repair signed off
on it this morning!
Another five degrees, and poof!
All right.
Get repair back up here now.
-I--
Just do it.
Sure thing, Mr. McNeil.
-6:14!
-All right!
6:14!
All right.
Right on schedule.
You can't deliver here.
Oh, I can, today.
[GUNSHOT]
KESACK: Your shift's over.
Let's go.
Come on!
[INAUDIBLE]
Hold it!
Back up!
Now!
Communication secured.
KESACK: I said, move it!
Go to the right.
I said, move!
PETE: Hey!
[GUNSHOTS]
WOOD: I'll check in here!
NAKATA: Make sure
it's welded tight.
Someone just shot Pete.
Come on.
OPERATOR (ON PHONE):
911 Emergency.
Yeah, hi.
This is Martinson Indus--
OPERATOR (ON PHONE):
What is your emergency?
Sir?
Hello?
Sir?
This is 911.
HICKS: Anybody make a
move, and you're history.
Got that?
DEACON: OK.
This one's set.
I'll set the charges at Grid 2.
We're in.
You gonna tell me
what the hell you want?
Oh, you'll find out
soon enough, Mr. McNeil.
We know all about you.
OPERATOR (ON PHONE): 6
Lincoln 20, a possible 4-15
at Martinson Industries.
OFFICER: 6 Lincoln 20.
Roger that.
I'll keep you advised.
Come on, you've
gotta warn somebody.
[BAR MUSIC PLAYING]
BARGOER: Two bucks
says you don't make it.
BARGOER 2: I can make it.
[INDISTINCT CHATTING]
Hi.
What can I get you?
Cold beer.
BARTENDER: That'll be $2.
Haven't seen you in here before.
Haven't been here before.
VAN EARL (ON WALKIE-TALKIE):
Roy, it's Van Earl.
Do you read me?
Yeah.
What's up?
VAN EARL (ON WALKIE TALKIE):
First black-and-white's here.
Evening, Officer.
What can I do for you?
-We got a 911 call.
-All right.
You guys ready up there?
VAN EARL (ON
WALKIE-TALKIE): All set.
Notice anything strange
or out of the ordinary?
No, can't say that I have.
Send the message.
Is this the main complex?
Yeah.
Yeah, right here.
-OK.
I'll check it out.
Thank you.
OK.
[GRUNT]
41 and 30.
Officer needs assistance!
Repeat, officer needs help!
OPERATOR (ON WALKIE-TALKIE):
Say again, you're breaking up.
I've got a war going on here!
I need help, and I mean, now!
[LAUGHTER]
That one's on me.
Thanks.
You look like a guy
with a lot on his mind.
That obvious, huh?
[SIREN]
Hey!
We're gonna let you
run an errand, Gramps.
You're going to go
meet the cops outside.
Understand?
You give them this tape.
Take it.
Then you hurry your little
ass back here, Gramps,
or, guess what?
Melba here is going to be toast.
Go.
Hey, Rookie, don't choke.
[LAUGHTER]
BARGOER: You missed it.
-[SIGH]
You just lost a ten spot.
Not if you're gonna cheat.
You calling me a cheater?
Why don't you quit
while you're still ahead?
What are you gonna do?
Arrest me?
Yeah.
We heard about you.
You couldn't cut it as a cop.
ANCHOR (ON TV): --with
a special report.
It seems a group of
unidentified people-- possibly
terrorists-- have
taken over Martinson
Industries in Sun Valley
and are holding hostages.
At this point, we
don't know why they've
attacked Martinson Industries
or what their possible motives
could be.
The police have sealed
off the entire facility.
As of yet, there's been no
contact with the people inside.
Wait a second.
REPORTER (ON TV): That's Mr.
McNeil, the plant manager.
The guys are serious.
They've taken my
entire crew hostage.
REPORTER (ON TV):
What do they want?
I don't know, but if I
don't get back, they're gonna
kill another person--
REPORTER (ON TV): Wait a second!
No, I can't risk it!
Now, stay put!
All right.
It looks as though
the terrorists
have handed over a cassette
tape to the police.
I have to assume
it's their demands.
It doesn't look good
for the people inside.
-Perimeter secured?
-Yes, sir.
Get me the FBI on the double.
You, you, get rid of the press.
Now.
OFFICER: Right away, sir.
Get me a cassette player.
KRUGER (ON CASSETTE PLAYER):
This is Stein Kruger.
As you know, my people
are holding hostages,
and they're heavily armed.
If they see any SWAT, any
police, within 300 yards,
the hostages will pay.
You have no alternative
but to release
me from Atwater state prison.
If I am not at the
plant in one hour,
my people will start
killing hostages.
And of course, no one
wants to see this happen.
Do they?
Time for some fresh air.
I hate to say, I told you so.
You'll be back.
Count on it.
[GRUNTING]
I won't be back.
[MOANING]
KRUGER: Let's go, gentlemen.
No, I can't risk it!
DAVIS (VOICEOVER):
Do you know why
you were called before the
review board, Agent McNeil?
[GUNSHOT]
DISTURBED MAN: (YELLING) What
about all the money I gave you?
Fuck!
You wanna die like him?
Look at him!
Fuck you.
I'm not going to prison!
Look at this punk! [INAUDIBLE]
[GUNSHOT]
DAVIS (VOICEOVER): You
disobeyed my direct order.
McNeil?
I am in the building, McNeil.
You will hold your position.
You will talk this
man out of it, McNeil.
ALEC (VOICEOVER): Yes,
Supervisor Davis, I did.
But we were dealing
with a psycho.
I couldn't risk it.
[YELLING]
ALEC (VOICEOVER): People's
lives were at stake.
I made a decision to go in.
We will talk him out,
but you must wait for me.
(SCREAMING) I'm
not going to prison!
No fucking way!
I'm not going back to
prison, you hear me?
You wanna die like him?
Don't you fucking look at me!
POLICEWOMAN: Alec, this guy's
gonna kill somebody else.
Davis, this guy's crazy.
I've gotta go in now.
[GUNSHOT]
[SHOUT]
[GUNSHOT]
[SCREAM]
[GUNSHOTS]
DAVIS (VOICEOVER): Agent
McNeil, you disobeyed my orders,
and your partner's dead.
I'm suspending you
till further notice.
ALEC (VOICEOVER):
Don't bother, Davis.
I quit.
ROY: Chlorine tanks are full.
Oh!
Looks like you don't
have to work for us.
(LAUGHING) You're going
to help us compose
a nice little concoction here.
All right.
We got a flow rate of 8
liters per minute, constant
temperature of 93 degrees.
I'll just set the
time constants.
Voila!
We're ready to cook!
Where did to get your training?
The state paid for it.
All right.
Now, I want you to mix what's
in the barrel with the chlorine.
I'm supposed to
guess what that is?
It's trouble.
Do it.
(CHUCKLING) Gramps, if you don't
do it, someone's going to die.
Oh, you're gonna be
John Wayne, is that it?
All right.
BOB: I hope you're aware that
mixing anything with chlorine
is highly dangerous.
ROY: Just take care
of the flow regulator.
We know what we're doing.
Now, we're gonna start with
the intermittent cascade
over a 3-centimeter drip.
Ruben!
RUBEN: Yes, sir.
This will be the
command center.
RUBEN: OK.
DAVIS: Commander Simpson?
SIMPSON: Supervisor Davis,
we spoke on the phone.
What's the status of Kruger?
-He'll be here.
SIMPSON: I've got
SWAT ready to roll.
Leave SWAT on ice for now.
SIMPSON: I think we
should go in, Supervisor.
These people are dangerous.
I know, but I don't want
a massacre in my hands.
Our position is, we'll try to
talk them out [INAUDIBLE] What
I'd like to know is why
they took over a plant that
recycles old plastics.
I was asking myself
the same thing.
Maybe Kruger can tell
us when he gets here.
[INAUDIBLE]
--[INAUDIBLE] Send
that to headquarters.
Gentlemen, your
attention, please.
We are dealing with an
elite group of mercenaries,
some of the best in the world.
Stein Kruger-- serving
consecutive life sentences
for the murder of eight
US servicemen at Subic
Bay in the Philippines.
Over $20 million in weapons were
taken by Kruger and his men,
and you can bet
they didn't wind up
in the hands of the good guys.
Kruger has been linked to the
people on the board behind me.
I believe this is the team
that has taken over the plant.
They're highly trained,
and it won't be easy.
Our job is to get them all.
Uh, Ruben, where's our list of
chemical compounds I asked for?
I'm working on it.
DAVIS: Work faster.
-Right.
I gotta start going
to church-- a lot.
[COAT RIPPING]
Double-check
everything on level two.
KESACK (ON WALKIE-TALKIE):
Roy, do you read me?
Hey, Kesack.
What's going on?
What's the problem?
KESACK (ON WALKIE-TALKIE):
The pump is slowing down.
All right.
Double the flow rate.
We'll pump it up.
We're way behind.
Roger.
Pump it up six centimeters.
You're gonna get us all killed.
Just do it!
Odell. $1
OFFICER (ON PHONE): I've
got an Alec McNeil here.
He says he's looking for you.
What?
Yeah.
Let him in.
ODELL: Am I seeing a ghost?
What the hell are
you doing here, man?
Odell, who's in charge?
You don't want to know.
Alec, Davis doesn't
want to see you.
What the hell is he doing here?
Non-personnel are not
allowed in this area, Odell.
My father's inside.
We're doing everything we can.
I want to be part of the team.
You resigned, McNeil.
You're a civilian now.
It's not your show.
Come on, Alec.
[PHONE RINGING]
ROY (ON PHONE): If I don't see
Kruger in the next 3 minutes,
a hostage dies.
Look, I already told you.
Kruger is on his way.
You know, we could sure
use you on this one.
I'm sorry.
So am I.
[SIREN]
The man is here.
I'm at the complex.
Belize, 1987.
You had so much to kill,
I had to carry you out.
Welcome aboard, Boss.
KRUGER (ON PHONE):
I'm coming in.
Roger.
Isolated frequencies,
just you and me.
Lovely.
I want the hostages.
Once I'm inside.
You know, there's no way I'm
gonna let you out of there.
Finally got that list
you requested, sir.
It's about time.
Let's get to work.
I'm glad to have you back.
I thought you were in Guyana.
I was.
But, uh, Louise
wanted to come home.
KRUGER (ON WALKIE-TALKIE):
Are you there, Davis?
You're probably ready
to hear my plan now.
DAVIS (ON WALKIE-TALKIE):
Let's get on with it.
Getting impatient, Davis?
Cut the foreplay, Kruger.
I told you what it would
cost you-- 30 million
in uncut stones.
DAVIS (ON WALKIE
TALKIE): Stones?
As in gemstones?
Diamonds, Davis,
nothing less than VVS1.
D color, I presume?
KRUGER (ON WALKIE TALKIE):
That's right, Davis.
You catch on quick.
Completely untraceable.
And then what, Mr. Kruger?
And then, you get your
hostages, become a hero,
I retire, and we all
live happily ever after.
DAVIS (ON WALKIE-TALKIE):
It's going to take time.
Two hours, Davis.
The next time we talk, it'll be
because you have my diamonds.
Boy, you sure made
his day. [CHUCKLE]
Get on the [INAUDIBLE]
to Hollister's.
I want those
diamonds immediately.
Right.
What do I tell him?
Whatever it takes.
Get those diamonds.
Yes, sir.
What's your plan?
First, we trade the
hostages for the diamonds.
After that, Kruger's
going to come out, right?
-Right.
-Then we'll hit him.
Everything we've got.
Ruben?
Where do you think you're going?
-The bathroom.
[GRUNT]
-Who the hell are you?
-Health department.
We got a complaint.
[INAUDIBLE]
Listen, I gotta call you back.
[SIGH] Supervisor, you're
not gonna like this.
Sir, they, um-- they
found his truck,
but there's no sign of McNeil.
-Great.
Van Earl, this is Bishop.
Do you read me?
Van Earl, do you read me?
Van Earl, do you read me?
This is Bishop.
[GROANING IN PAIN]
Where are the hostages?
Huh?
Where?
(GROANING) First
[INAUDIBLE] floor.
What, are you lying?
-Yeah.
-Huh?
[GROANING]
How many are you?
Fuck you.
[SCREAMING] OK.
I've got ten.
-Who's your boss?
-Kruger.
Kruger.
What's his plan?
What's his plan!
[SCREAMING] OK.
OK.
He said something with
the chemical tanks.
That's all I know.
[SCREAMING]
Ouch.
Yeah, I've got it
under control, Chief.
Kruger's not suicidal.
Right.
No, we're not dealing
with terrorists,
strictly mercenaries.
Yes, Your Honor.
He's-- he's right here.
Yes, sir.
Can you hold on, please?
Thank you.
There's nothing
political about it.
Sir, it's the mayor.
Tell him to wait.
No, sir.
No, no.
Not you.
KRUGER: Status, Roy.
We're 12 minutes behind, Boss.
This equipment's
ain't worth shit.
The processing tank
is overheating.
KRUGER: I'll take
care of this myself.
Pump it up.
You're begging for
a major melt-down.
I'm telling you, the seals
won't tolerate the pressure.
Yes, they will.
The temperature's reset.
How's the flow rate?
ROY (ON WALKIE-TALKIE):
It's getting better.
If anyone gives you
any trouble, kill them.
What does Kruger
know that we don't?
I looked at all
the chemicals, and
nothing on-site poses a threat.
Then why did he
choose this place?
ODELL: Sir, here's more
info on one of the mercs.
It says here this
Roy Eckern has
a master's degree in chemistry.
Certainly hope you'd
kept up your grades.
Finished with this area?
That's correct.
When the tanks are ready,
set double charges on each.
Deacon, prepare the
entrance to the tunnels.
[BEEPING]
OPERATOR (ON PHONE):
FBI Field Operation.
Patch me through
to Supervisor Davis.
It's code 93.
OPERATOR (ON PHONE): Yes, sir.
Command center, Agent Ruben.
ALEC (ON PHONE): Put
Davis on the line.
Who's this?
McNeil.
Hold on.
Sir, it's McNeil on line 1.
DAVIS: You made it into
the plant, didn't you?
ALEC (ON PHONE): That's right.
DAVIS: You just
don't learn, McNeil.
ALEC (ON PHONE): Sometimes, you
just have to do what's right.
Do you want my help, or not?
What's the head
count on the mercs?
There were ten.
Now, there's eight.
Kruger's doing something
with the chemical tanks.
I don't know what it is, yet.
But I'm gonna go in
for a closer look.
Wait a minute, McNeil.
There's no time.
You've just gotta
trust me on this one.
(SIGHING) I hope
he can pull it off.
Hands behind your head.
Go ahead.
Try it.
It's for you.
Thanks for saving
my ass back there.
Thank me over dinner sometime,
if we ever get out of here.
We'll get out of here.
Alec, they're processing
chlorine with some type
of phosphorus base.
What does that mean
in layman's terms?
Look, I read about some kind
of nerve gas they're developing.
It could create a lethal
cloud halfway to Tijuana.
What if I could
drain the tanks?
That would work.
There's an emergency
drain system on level one.
It runs to the waste dump
outside the main complex.
Then, the mercs
would be out of luck.
Yeah.
The compound they're making is
ending up in tank number three.
All right.
Can you get back
to the phone box?
Get 911 to patch
you through to FBI.
Let 'em know what's
going on here.
OK.
You know how to use that?
I think so.
I'm sorry.
OK.
Get going.
Good luck.
-OK.
You, too.
Kruger, we got a problem here.
Someone took out
Belasco on level three.
I copy.
Is the rest of the C4 in place?
DEACON: Not yet.
Get it done, quick.
Kruger, I want
whoever did this.
So do I. Now, get moving.
Wood, we've got someone inside.
Sweep the plant with Jackson.
Start on level three.
Roger.
You think Davis
sent somebody in?
Not his style.
I don't see how we could
have missed the hostage.
This isn't a hostage.
How much time?
10 minutes, max.
Not a second longer.
ROY: Process impromptu shutdown.
KRUGER: Come on.
Let's go.
You're going to kill us all.
Switch to auxiliary, now.
Gotta wait till
the tank cools down!
You've got two minutes to
get the auxiliary pump up
and running.
[SCREAMING]
Hicks, send another
hostage to the tanks.
Roger.
Hey, you.
Come here.
[MUFFLED SCREAMING]
Attaboy, Gramps.
You know, you still
might get that pension.
[LAUGHTER]
ROY: Hey.
Come here!
Come here!
JACKSON: Oh, man!
I don't believe this!
Listen, Bishop's checked out.
Find this son of a bitch.
I wanna know who the hell he is.
Right.
We're on it, Boss.
I'll sweep this level.
You sweep the next one.
Move it.
I found him.
KRUGER (ON WALKIE-TALKIE):
Get this fucker.
I want him alive.
You got it.
All right.
Come on.
You're coming with me.
KRUGER (ON WALKIE-TALKIE): Wood!
Jackson!
Do you read me?
They're not reading anybody.
Enough playing.
Who are you?
Telephone repair.
FBI?
Not anymore.
The guy in the truck, right?
I'm impressed.
I'll be seeing you
real soon, Kruger.
DEACON (ON RADIO):
Tanks are full!
-Time to rock and roll, Boss!
-Good.
Now I'm gonna take this
son of a bitch out.
Everybody go to code six.
Kesack, relieve Hicks.
Roger.
Hicks, meet me at the tanks.
Yeah, I got it, Boss.
KRUGER: Nakata, you
hook up with Deacon.
Deacon, stay there.
I'm on my way.
Hey!
Anything?
McNeil hasn't called yet, sir.
What about the diamonds?
On the way.
[LOUD RINGING]
He's not going to be flying
that helicopter now, is he?
We'll use the old man.
He's a chopper pilot.
DAVIS: What about the tracers?
ODELL: They're sewn into
lining of the cases, sir.
DAVIS: Good.
Hicks, Deacon said he
went to level three.
We'll corner him there.
The goods are here.
Of course, they are.
Where are the hostages?
Come on!
Out of there!
Not too far.
I only see nine, Kruger.
You'll get the rest
when I get safely away.
That's not the deal.
It's my show, Davis.
How do you think you're
gonna get out of here?
Do you know what happens when
you process chlorine with DLT?
I believe it creates
a nerve gas, sir.
Good.
Unless you want to be remembered
for solving the population
problem in Los
Angeles, I suggest
you do exactly what I say.
We'll be leaving here shortly.
The entire plant is
wired with explosives,
and this is the trigger.
If I hit this, we all lose.
Don't even think
about following.
This has a range of 1,000 miles.
If I even see one cop anywhere
near me, you'll pay dearly.
It will take your bomb
squad at least two hours
to unravel my handiwork
after we leave,
and that's all the
head start I need.
Is that all?
Don't you want your hostages?
Thank you, gentlemen.
"Nothing on-site
poses a threat."
They must have
brought it with them.
I should have known.
We both should've known.
Put the stones in this.
You know it's
rigged with tracers.
Hasn't let me down, yet.
KRUGER: Deacon should have
broken through to the tunnels
by now.
It's time to leave the
FBI a little joy ride.
ROY: Good.
I can't wait to get
the hell out of here.
[CRUMPLING PAPER]
Don't get any
bright ideas, Gramps.
-Call me Gramps again.
-Enough.
We need a helicopter pilot,
and you've just been recruited.
I'm staying right here.
Captain goes down with
his ship, is that it?
[GROANING]
All right.
We got your point.
[GRUNTING]
What the hell are you
going to do with me?
I'm giving you your freedom.
All you have to do is follow
my instructions exactly.
[BEEPING]
Have a nice trip.
KRUGER (ON RADIO): The
exit doors in front of you
will open automatically
in three minutes.
Do not remove yourself
from the seat until then.
[BEEPING CONTINUES]
-Shit.
Goddamn it!
[LOUD BUZZING]
-Argh!
Shit!
KRUGER (ON RADIO):
That was your warning.
Now, listen carefully.
Look at the timer.
Remember, 40 miles
in 60 minutes.
If not, you're history.
DEACON: Popped
through the walls
through those old tunnels,
just like you said, Boss.
Davis, we're leaving now.
Would you like
anything for your trip?
Developing a sense of
humor, this late in the game?
Humor the rest of Los Angeles,
and stay out of my way.
They're on the move.
Let's go, Parker.
Come on.
Come on, come on.
Open up, you--
[BEEPING]
Fuck this.
[SCREECHING]
[BEEPING]
We got a signal.
(YELLING) OK, guys, move it!
Bomb squad, move it!
Move it!
Odell, keep back
a safe distance.
I'll radio you
when the bomb squad
deactivates the explosive.
-Right.
[SIREN]
BOB: (YELLING) How
did you find these?
I've done my homework, McNeil.
Now, keep moving.
[MICE SQUEAKING]
Let's go!
Move, move!
Two more, down here!
This one's deactivated.
KRUGER (ON RADIO): Stay on San
Fernando till you reach me.
Come on, come on.
ODELL (ON RADIO): They've
just turned off San Fernando
and are headed south on Main.
[COUGHING]
This is it.
[BANGING]
[BEEPING]
Only 18 minutes to go.
Come on, baby.
Come on, you son of a bitch.
Move.
Get the hell out of the way!
You jackass!
KRUGER (ON RADIO): Stay on Main
Street until Pacific Avenue.
Then, go right.
ODELL: They're turning
West onto Pacific Drive.
All units stay in position.
[BEEPING]
[PANTING]
ROY: Get in!
Make yourselves comfortable.
It's going to be a long trip.
Try and get us
there in one piece.
All right.
KRUGER (ON RADIO): I hope
you're checking the timer.
Come on.
Come on!
KRUGER (ON RADIO): 10, 9, 8, 7,
6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. [INAUDIBLE]
If you can hear this,
you're still alive.
Congratulations.
You made it.
(SIGHING) Oh!
Yeah.
ODELL (ON WALKIE-TALKIE):
Supervisor Davis?
You got him?
Not exactly.
DAVIS (ON WALKIE-TALKIE):
What are you saying, Odell?
Well, sir, the mercs
aren't in the truck.
DAVIS (ON WALKIE-TALKIE):
What do you
mean they're not in the truck?
ODELL (ON WALKIE-TALKIE):
Well, sir, it was a decoy.
Bomb squad just
deactivated the C4.
Let's go!
Move!
Deacon, take our
guests out of the sun.
The rest of us will
handle the chopper.
DEACON: Straight in there.
Move it!
In!
On our way!
30 minutes, we're in Mexico.
Then, onto Brazil.
[GRUNTING]
Stay over there.
ALEC: You OK?
What took you so long?
Couldn't catch a cab.
[LAUGHTER]
[GRUNTING IN PAIN]
[GUNSHOT]
What's going on?
We'll check it out, Boss.
Hang on.
Look, they don't know I'm here.
I'm going to get
their attention.
You take this, and
you go that way.
-All right.
-Take care of him.
Be careful.
LYNNE: We're almost there.
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
-OK?
-Get this-- get the tie.
OK.
Easy, easy, easy, easy.
All right.
I'm sorry.
It's all right.
It's not you.
Oh, man!
Oh, damn!
Hey, Kruger.
Go ahead.
ROY (ON WALKIE-TALKIE):
Deacon's dead.
What?
Find them.
We need the old man.
Roger.
Come on.
Let's split up.
I'll take this one.
Ha!
Get up.
You're coming with me.
Drop the gun.
You're not gonna shoot me.
[SCREAMING]
Should've bought American.
KRUGER: (YELLING) You
don't let go, do you!
I told you I'd be
seeing you, Kruger!
Who the hell are you!
I'm the guy who's
taking you back!
Why!
Because you're not a nice guy.
I could use a man like you!
How does two million sound?
Why don't you make it 20?
I guess I'm going to
have to kill you, then!
In a way, that
makes me feel good!
I don't believe it!
You fucked with the wrong guy.
You should have taken my offer.
You fucked with the wrong guy.
[SCREAMING]
You lose.
Go ahead.
I'm not going back.
[LAUGHTER]
Davis.
Davis.
McNeil?
I got him.
You got him?
Great!
McNeil.
ALEC (ON WALKIE-TALKIE): Yeah.
If you want to come back--
Catch me on a
better day, Davis.
Let's get that
leg taken care of.
We still going trout fishing?
I could use a vacation.
I think we all could.
Nice to have you back, Kruger.
[LAUGHTER]
McNeil.
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