Vengeance Cops (1971) - full transcript
The police discovers that the perpetrators of an important bank- robbery belong to a group of organized criminals. On the other side was a member of this group killed by his mates during the assault and his sister seeks revenge.
* Rijksvut, Rijksvut
* Ride through the night
* I need your help
so listen please
* Rijksvut, Rijksvut
* Bring her back to life
* Somewhere she's
waiting just for me
* She is sad and broken
* And she needs me now
* Blow your sirens loudly
* Take me there somehow
* Rijksvut, Rijksvut
* Bring her back to life
* Somewhere she's
waiting just for me
* Na na na na na
na, na na na na na
* Na na, na na, na na na na
* Na na na na na
na, na na na na na
* Na na na na na, na na na na
* Rijksvut, Rijksvut
* Bring her back to life
* Somewhere she's
waiting just for me
* She is sad and lonely
* And she need me now
* Blow your sirens loudly
* Take me there somehow
* Rijksvut, Rijksvut
* Drive through the night
* I need your help mister please
* Rijksvut, Rijksvut
* Bring her back life
* Somewhere she's
waiting just for me
(dramatic music)
(inaudible)
(dramatic music)
(dramatic music)
- Get up!
- Hands in the air, all of you!
You too.
Move, and you're dead.
(banging on glass)
On the floor, down,
flat on your faces.
- No, no, please don't.
- [Robber] Down granny, down.
- You people, turn
around, face the wall.
Get your hands flat against it.
Come on, move!
- That's it, people.
Keep it that way, and
nobody will get hurt.
(woman gasps)
- [Robber With Machine
Gun] Anybody else?
- That's it, I've got it all.
- Come on, let's go, move out.
- Stay where you are.
First one that moves gets it!
(street noises in background)
(tires squeal)
(people coughing)
- Police here, Sergeant Horn.
- Hello, police, my name's
Fisher, Martin Fisher.
I'm a member of Asbot.
There's something going on here
at the International
Bank in Hillbrow.
It looks very much
like a hold up.
- Thank you, sir.
Robbery, sir.
- Bank robbery in Hillbrow.
Get a message out to
all cars immediately.
- Control to all cars
in Hillbrow area,
be on the lookout for
a late model two-tone
blue and white
sedan, registration
number T-J-6-1-8-2-9.
I repeat, T-J-6-1-8-2-9.
Four male occupants are
suspects in bank robbery
at the Claim Street Branch
of the International Bank.
These men may be armed.
(dog barks)
- Bring in car
8-5 from Brontley.
- [Control] Control to
car 8-5, come in 8-5.
- [Officer] 85 to control,
receive you, over.
- [Control] Proceed
immediately towards Hillbrow.
Suspect car may be heading
in your direction, intercept.
- Bring in car 3-0.
- Control to 3-0.
- Receive you control, over.
- Proceed immediately to
Barry Hertzog 3-0, over.
- Proceeding to Barry
Hertzog now, control.
Get your foot down, Peters.
- [Control] Be on the
lookout for a late model
two-toned blue and white sedan.
- Look here, there they are.
- They're heading
west down Empire.
We're in pursuit, Control.
We're keeping a car
between us, Control,
using it as a shield until
we're ready to move in.
- [Control] Message
understood, 5-3,
car 3-0 in your vicinity.
- There they are, sir.
- Go Peters, after them.
(dramatic music)
- Heading north, Control,
we've lost our shield car.
(tires squeal)
We're closing in now Control.
We're going to
overtake and try to
force them off the road, over.
- [Control] You've got them,
5-3, this is an easy one.
- That's what you think, cop.
Don't look back, boys.
Just keep going the way you are.
We'll have a hot
surprise for them.
Wait for it.
Wait for it.
Now!
(gun firing)
You did it, you
beauty, you did it.
- Get them, move in.
- There's another one, Butch.
(tires squeal)
(dramatic music)
(tires squeal)
(man laughs)
Get him!
Hop the pavement.
(gun fires)
(guns firing)
- Round the next corner, go!
Louie.
Louie.
- Sorry chief, he's dead.
(truck starts up)
- Go on.
Take the van and go
and dump him somewhere.
Somewhere well away from here.
- Boy.
What's wrong?
- Louie, they killed him.
- Oh, no.
Louie, he's dead?
- They blasted him
down like a rat.
He didn't have a chance.
- Who did it?
- A cop.
I've got his face
here, right inside me.
That's one face I
won't forget, never.
- I'm very sorry, Boy.
- Don't talk to me.
Don't even open your mouth.
- Look at this, Boy.
Just look at this dough, man.
- Louie's dead, don't you
understand that, you meathead?
Louie is dead!
Who cares about
this stinking money?
And that killer cop, he's going
to die one hell of a death.
That cop, he's as
good as dead already.
- That's how they found
the body of Louie Cronje,
dumped out of a car.
These are some of the people
he's been associating with.
Ben J. Larson,
getaway car driver,
three convictions,
armed robbery.
Con Cavallas, immigrant,
seven years for assault
with intent to do
grievous bodily harm,
suspect in two
murders, ex-mercenary,
expert in unarmed combat.
Rene Visser has been
seen with Louie.
I want you to find out what
she's up to now, captain.
- Yes sir, I've met her
before, as you know.
- Boy Jacobi.
No convictions since he was 20.
Plenty of case dockets
on him, though.
Acts respectable, but he's not.
Suspected brain
behind big robberies.
Concentrate on those people.
Investigate them.
Find out where they were
at the time of the holdup.
This case has top priority.
Leftenant Mayer was
killed in that car chase.
Constable Villemser is fighting
for his life in hospital.
When this sort of thing
happens to anyone in the force,
it becomes a very personal
thing for all of us.
We've got one of them already.
(phone rings)
Colonel Aucamp.
(sighs)
I see.
Thanks for calling.
Constable Villemser died
on the operating table.
That makes two murders.
I want the men responsible.
Get them.
- Boy, Benjay said
something about another job.
Why so soon?
- Yeah, it's going to be the
biggest we've ever pulled,
and the best.
Him.
Captain Nick Jansen.
He's the man I want,
and I'll get him.
- He's the one who
arrested my brother
on that dope charge years ago.
He was only a sergeant then.
- He's had his last promotion.
The next time they print his
picture, he will be dead.
- I know how you
feel about Louie.
I felt the same way when
my brother was killed.
- Your brother?
He had only himself to blame,
running away from the cops,
falling off that roof.
Louie was more than
a brother to me.
He was like my own son.
Wait a minute.
You say you know this
Jansen character.
- Well, he talked to me
when my brother was killed.
He tried to be nice to me.
- [Boy] Don't get soft
on the cops, Rene girl.
They're all a bunch of scum.
- This one was different.
He tried to help me.
- Maybe he had a
personal interest in you.
You're a pretty woman.
- No, it wasn't that at all.
- It could be.
Maybe he could get
interested in you,
if you help him a little.
- Help him?
- Yeah.
I've got an idea.
Listen, Rene girl, why don't you
go to this big deal hero, eh?
Talk to him, be friendly to him.
- [Rene] Talk to
him, what about?
- Your new boyfriend,
nice guy, see.
You're a bit worried about him.
- What boyfriend, what
are you talking about?
- He doesn't exist.
You make Jansen think he does.
This guy maybe is getting
involved into something silly,
like uh, like the
drug game, you get it?
You remember how nice he
was about your brother.
Maybe he can help you
with your boyfriend.
Flatter him.
You know the routine.
- What's this all for?
- You get him interested in you.
You get him with his guard down.
You set him up, and
when he's set up,
I kill him.
I want to do it myself.
(dramatic music)
- Something wrong, guvnor?
- I think I've got an
idea to get to this cop
who killed off Louie.
Rene is going to be the bait.
She knows this cop
captain Nick Jansen.
- Knows him?
- But the cops might try
something funny on her.
Use her to get to me.
Well so, Rene is soft.
She might get the wrong
idea about this cop guy.
Suppose, just suppose
they let onto her
what really happened to
that dumb brother of hers.
- Mm, she wouldn't like that.
If she knew the
truth, she might turn.
- So, we take no chances.
Go and stick around,
keep an eye on her.
And if she tries anything silly,
get rid of her, permanently.
- Okay.
- Very little, sir, we have
very little on the Visser woman.
May have been a beauty queen.
- And the Boy Jacobi character,
where does he get his money
for the respectable front?
- [Technician] He's taken
up with Rene Visser.
Birds of a feather.
- [Nick] That needs
a closer look.
Rene with Boy, huh?
(phone rings)
- Hello?
Yes, yes, he's here.
I'll call him.
For you, sir.
- Thank you.
Hello?
Who?
I see.
Yes.
Yes.
I'll be downstairs in a minute.
- What is it sir, trouble?
- Somebody downstairs to see me,
and you'll never
guess who it is.
Miss Rene Visser.
- I don't think he knows what
he's letting himself in for.
He could end up the same
way my brother did, drugs.
- Just how do you think I
might help, Miss Visser?
- Well, you were so kind
when my brother was killed.
You made an impression on me.
I thought, well, maybe
you could tell me
what to do with Davy.
He's a very good friend.
- You want me to talk to him.
- No!
I mean, I wouldn't want him
to know I'd been to see you.
I thought it'd be better if
you could just talk to me.
- Hmm, this boyfriend of yours,
what did you say
his name was, Davy?
- He's not my boyfriend,
just a friend, that's all.
I don't have a
boyfriend, captain.
- Oh.
- Can you help me, captain?
Perhaps we could get
together sometime.
- If I can help, I'd
be pleased to do so.
- It would be my pleasure.
Call me anytime, bye.
(adventurous music)
- [Nick] There she
goes, follow her.
- What did she give you
the come on for, sir?
- The lady's up to
something, Peters.
I'd like to know what it is.
- She's uh, Boy Jacobi's
girl, isn't she?
- We know that.
So why say she doesn't
have a boyfriend?
She wants to get me on
my own for some reason.
I'll give you odds Jacobi
put her up to that.
- No bet, sir.
Why should I give you
my hard-earned money?
- She's going to see me alone
a lot sooner than she expects.
Not when she's
rigged a trap for me.
(adventurous music)
Wait here, Peters.
I'm going upstairs.
(phone rings)
- Listen man, I don't like this.
When Rene left the cop shop,
the law followed
her up to her flat.
- She wasn't supposed
to bring in the law
until I was ready for them.
Stop her from talking.
I don't care how you
do it, just do it.
- Alright.
(knocking on door)
- Oh.
- Hello again.
What about that little talk now.
- Please, I didn't
mean right now.
I can't talk now.
- You will talk, right now.
(dramatic music)
- You cops, you're all the same!
Think you own the ruddy world.
First you killed my
brother, now it's my turn.
- Now just a minute.
What's this about us
killing your brother?
- Don't give me
that innocent act.
You know what I'm talking about.
So my brother fell
off that roof.
He wouldn't have died if
you weren't chasing him.
- Where did you get
that story from?
- Don't try to snow me, Mr.
Policeman, I know the facts.
- Do you mind if I sit down?
- Suit yourself.
- Your friend Boy Jacobi,
is he the one who told you?
- You'd better get
out of here fast.
I've got friends, good friends.
- Like Jacobi.
He's the one who
sent you to me, Rene.
What for?
What does he want with me?
- Don't waste your time.
- Now listen to me,
Rene, and listen well.
You don't have any
boyfriend called Davy.
You're Jacobi's girl.
Ever since your
brother was killed,
you've been running wild.
- Leave me alone!
- But you don't know the type
of person you're mixing with.
We weren't chasing your
brother when he was killed,
somebody else was, somebody from
the gang he was running with.
And he wasn't
killed accidentally.
He was thrown off the roof.
- [Rene] You are
lying, it's not true.
- We opened a
docket on his death.
It's still open.
No evidence, Rene, but
his body was too far
away from the wall for
him to have just fallen.
He was pushed.
Your brother wanted to
get away from that gang,
but they wouldn't let him.
He knew too much.
That's why they killed him.
- Can you prove it to me?
- I can show you the case
dockets, all the facts.
Photographs, medical reports.
- You do that, prove it to
me, and then I'll help you.
- With Jacobi.
- I can tell you plenty,
if it was his gang
my brother was with.
If anyone gave the
order to kill him,
it would have been Boy.
- I'll be back, with the proof.
- Yes, come back.
I want you to come back.
- While I'm away, don't
open this door to anyone.
Bolt it, I don't
want you to get hurt.
- I'll wait.
(dramatic music)
- Well well, I think,
I think you've
fallen for a copper.
Now that's not nice, Rene.
No no no no, that's
not part of the game.
(elevator starts moving)
Hear that?
The lift going down.
He won't be able to
help you now, will he?
Shame.
(tsks)
Naughty, naughty,
naughty little girl.
This reminds me of when
I was a little boy.
I used to pull the
wings off butterflies
when I was a little boy.
Did you ever pull the
wings off butterflies
when you was a little ...
(laughs)
You're a real little
tiger, aren't you?
I like a girl with
a bit of spirit.
Makes it more interesting.
Know what I mean?
- Help, help!
(dramatic music)
Help, someone help!
- Now you get it,
love, just the way
I dropped that brother of yours.
(men fighting and grunting)
(dramatic music)
(man screams)
- He told me, Nick.
He told me he was the one
who murdered my brother.
- Four, three, two, one, go.
(clock ticking)
In position, jack it, go!
- Jack operated, one, two,
three, four, five, open!
- Come on, lover girl, what
are you waiting for, go.
- Torch burning through
steel door, allow one minute.
- Move to the car, go!
- In car, go.
- One minute and ten
seconds, plus one minute.
I want those ten
seconds knocked off
during the actual hold-up.
Two minutes should be enough.
You must get more speed
out of that torch of yours.
I want this car repainted,
and with new number plates.
- Don't you think
it's about time
you told us what it's about?
- It's diamonds, and
it's soon, and it's big.
The biggest.
That's enough for now, get it?
- Why, don't you
trust me or something?
- No, I don't trust anybody.
- You're the boss.
- Yes.
- We've got to cover up
Cavallas' death, sir,
at least for the time being.
If the papers print
the real way he died,
it's going to land Miss
Visser in a tough spot.
- What do you suggest, captain?
- Tell the papers Cavallas
was killed in a car smash.
We're going to really
need this Miss Visser.
- Has she given any information?
- Jacobi, Larson,
Cronje, and Cavallas
were the men responsible
for the bank holdup.
But we've only got
her word for it.
Not the kind of evidence
that will stand up in court.
But you've given
me an idea, sir.
- What about?
- She says Jacobi is
planning something really big
within the next few days.
If Miss Visser
stays with the gang,
she can tip us off in advance.
- She'll be taking a devil
of a chance, captain.
- She has a very personal reason
for getting back at Jacobi.
- Make arrangements for me to
meet up with this Rene Visser.
(relaxed music)
- Hello, you alright,
weren't followed?
- No, I made sure of that.
I drove all over the place,
came here the long way.
- Good, this is Colonel
Aucamp, Miss Visser sir.
- I admire you, Miss
Visser, you're very brave.
We've got a plan, Miss
Visser, but we need your help.
- What do I do?
- These are miniature
radio transmitters.
Send out a very strong signal,
continuous beep, that's all.
The idea is to fix them
out of sight on the cars.
- You want me to fit them there?
- No no no, I'll do that.
All you've got to
do is to show us
the vehicles they'll be using.
- [Aucamp] Good, best of luck.
- This is the place, alright.
- [Rene] There's nobody
here, I've already checked.
- We'll double check.
- We've got it,
boss, don't worry.
There won't be any slip.
- There had better not be.
This haul can put us on
easy street for life.
- Pity Con isn't in on this.
You think Rene can
handle her end?
- What makes you think she's
going to handle anything?
- But you used her in rehearsal.
- I want her to think
that I still trust her.
Do you believe this guff
about Con being hit by a car?
You think it was an accident?
- Well, the paper said it was.
- Rene's up to something smart
with the cops, my friend.
Con was too smart to get
hit by a car like that.
Two deaths that I'd like
to make them pay for.
Come on, let's go.
(door opens)
(loud clattering)
Who's there?
Come out with your
hands in the air, move!
- It's only me, Boy.
Hang on, I'm coming.
I dropped my torch.
- What the heck are
you doing down here?
- Looking for my lipstick.
I lost it in the car
on the run through.
- I'll get the torch.
- Where is that precious
lipstick of yours?
- Here, why?
Anything wrong?
- No, nothing.
Come on, I'll run you home.
- Thanks.
- This is the radio
receiving van, captain.
Let's just hope your
transmitters are
working properly.
Well, is your
little baby working?
- Yes sir, perfectly, colonel.
We've got transmissions
on all three beepers now,
coming through loud and clear.
(three tones beep)
By tuning in, we can locate
their exact position, sir.
They're stationary right now.
Once they start moving,
we'll be able to
track them every
inch of the way, sir.
- You've changed the radio
frequency in the cars, have you?
- We won't fall into
the same trap again.
- Good.
- All you men will
be on standby.
We'll block every possible
exit from Johannesburg.
We'll be able to follow
their radio signals
from the tracking van.
You will remain in
position until you receive
radio messages to move.
Car 87 here.
- Yes sir.
- Patrol Van 38 here.
- Right sir.
- Car 64, this intersection.
- Yes sir.
- Don't forget to bring Rex,
sergeant, we might need him.
- We'll be on duty
sir, both of us.
- You'll be on the
Muldersdrif Road, captain,
in case they go off that way.
- Right sir.
- Captain Fentor at
Germiston Airport,
waiting at the helicopter.
- Yes sir.
- That's it, men.
Remember this.
These are the men who
murdered Mayer and Villemser.
They must not escape.
We don't know when they're
going to move or where.
But when they do,
be ready for them.
- Have you checked the
acetylene equipment?
- Working like a bomb.
- How is it going, Benjay?
- Fine.
- Hey boss.
Take a look at this.
It's stuck under the car.
Got some kind of a
magnet thing on it.
Mean anything to you?
- Not a thing.
Benjay.
So, why the secrecy, what is it?
- They call it a bleeper, a
miniaturized radio transmitter.
Effective up to a
couple of miles.
- Radio transmitter.
You mean they can
hear where we are?
- Yes, they can trace
that car from miles away.
- Is that so.
Joe.
- [Joe] Yeah boss?
- Check under the
van and the other car
and see if you can find
any more of these gadgets.
- Okay boss.
- You thinking
what I'm thinking?
- Our little chum Rene.
- Hey boss, this one was
under the pantechnicon.
Here, I'll check the car now.
Here, there's
something down here.
It's another one alright.
- That figures.
Let's have it.
- What are those things?
- Presents from a
well-meaning friend.
Thank you.
- Now look, if the
cops are on us,
we've got to call
the whole thing off.
- We call off nothing.
- But boss, we can't take
those things with us.
They'll track us
every inch of the way.
And if we don't take them,
the cops will close in anyway.
We can't win!
- Shut up, Benjay.
The cops are going to
follow those babies,
but away from us.
(dramatic music)
- What?
Tomorrow?
(objects clattering)
(dramatic music)
(cat meows)
(knocking on door)
Oh, Nick.
- I got here as fast as I could.
What's wrong?
Why couldn't you speak
to me on the phone?
- I was so scared.
Just hold me a minute.
- It's alright, Rene.
It's alright, you don't have
to be scared of anything.
- That's better.
I don't know, it just seems,
I'm never afraid
when you're around.
Would you like a drink now?
- No, not now.
Well, come on Rene,
what's it all about?
You said it was important.
- It is, very.
I think the holdup's being
planned for tomorrow.
- Tomorrow?
Why, did Jacobi say
anything to you?
- No, I did some
snooping in his office.
I was nearly caught in the act.
I just managed to
get away in time.
- Hey, that's not
in the script, girl.
Nobody told you to do
anything like that.
If he found you snooping about,
that would be the end of it.
They're not playing games, Rene.
They're cold-blooded killers.
- But he didn't see me,
so it doesn't matter now.
But I found something, Nick.
An air ticket, tomorrow's
Alitalia flight to Rome.
And it was just a single one.
You see what I mean?
- One?
Did you see whose
name was on it?
- Of course, Boy's name.
Mr. Jacobi.
And it definitely
wasn't a return ticket.
- That means he intends
leaving the country tomorrow,
and he doesn't
intend coming back.
You're right, Rene.
That sets the
robbery for tomorrow.
Don't do anything
like that again, Rene.
I don't want anything
to happen to you.
(tender music)
- You really mean
that, don't you?
- Very much so.
- Oh, Nick.
- Listen, Rene, we've got
the tracking van set up.
When those cars and the
pantechnicon start to move,
we'll be ready for them.
Nothing is going
to happen to you.
I'll make sure of that.
- Are we hurling, sir?
- That's right Peters, let's go.
(dramatic music)
- Get going.
- Boy, why are you
wearing the overalls?
I thought Benjay was going
to drive the pantechnicon.
- There's been a change in plan.
He's coming with you.
You are going to
drive the getaway car.
- I don't understand.
- Take good care of her, Benjay.
- The best.
Come on lady,
we're going places.
(electronic beeping)
- Getting something now, sir.
I think they're moving.
Definitely, sir.
Coming out of that warehouse.
All three vehicles.
- Control to all
cars, prey moving,
heading north on End Street.
Start moving, stay well
back, do not close in.
(dramatic music)
- Let's see what our friend
the law are up to, eh?
- [Control] Proceed
to Delvers Street.
Investigate shoplifting
at UA Supermarket, over.
- [Officer] Alright, Control.
Proceeding at once to
Delvers Street, over and out.
- Heh, on the way to
Delvers, and if they do
spot anything,
we'll know about it.
(dramatic music)
- Could be a long wait.
- As long as we're in on
the action, it's worth it.
(electronic beeping
growing faster)
- You sure we're
going the right way?
- Just keep driving.
- But surely we should have
caught up with
the others by now.
- Don't talk so much.
- Helicopter One to Control,
come in Control, over.
- Receive you
Helicopter One, over.
- Definitely no convoy or big
pantechnicon, Control, over.
- Tell him to keep searching.
We'll confirm with
the tracking van,
and then get another car in
that area to doublecheck.
- They're moving now sir.
All three transmitters
transmitting.
Funny thing is, they're
very close together.
They should be further apart.
(dramatic music)
(clock ticking)
- Okay for traffic back there?
- Nothing coming,
boss, go ahead.
- The convoy should be
reaching your position
any moment now, observe
and report 3-0, over.
- No convoy of any kind.
That's Rene's car!
Something's gone
wrong, get moving.
We are in pursuit, Control,
but there's definitely
just the one car.
You must confirm position
with tracking van.
- There's just one explanation.
That one car's carrying
all the transmitters.
- Radio Room, Colonel Aucamp.
Tell Car 30 to close in and
apprehend the occupants.
- Instructions from
Colonel Aucamp, 3-0,
close in on that car and
apprehend their occupants, over.
- Message received and
understood, Control.
We're closing in now.
- Hey, what's the matter?
Cops, right behind us.
Everything going as planned.
Now go, get your foot down!
We're going to lead
them miles away.
- But why, they've
got nothing on us.
- Do as you're told, woman.
Get that accelerator flat.
- [Control] Control to Car
3-0, 0-6 is in your area
and will assist you, over.
- They're gaining on us.
- I can't help it, I
can't go any faster.
- You better go faster, if
you know what's good for you.
- No don't, please.
- Thought you were so
smart, didn't you, woman?
(clock ticking)
Watch it, girl.
You nearly had us off
the road back there.
- We can't get away from
them, we just can't!
- But we're going
to, little girl.
You just put one
little toe out of line,
and you won't live long
enough even to be sorry.
- We're closing in fast, sir.
They won't get away from us.
- Yes, but I'm
worried about Rene.
We get any really tricky turns,
she's going to roll that car.
- So, you know who's
in that ruddy car?
Your boyfriend.
- Stand by, here they come.
- Cops, better slow down.
Hey, you guys got
trouble (grunts).
(clock ticking)
- Alright lady, get
moving, move up!
- Hey, what the
heck are you doing?
Right, girl, I'll
get you for this.
(clock ticking)
(dramatic music)
You crazy, you
trying to kill us?
(tires squealing)
(tires screech)
(men struggling)
- Well, that's the last of it.
You and the rest
of Jacobi's thugs
are due for a nice long
rest in a prison cell.
They drove right into a trap
before they could
get to the diamonds.
That robbery didn't
quite come off.
- You've caught them?
On the freeway?
You knew about it all along?
- Sure, we knew everything.
You think we're fools?
Your boss was lucky, though.
He managed to escape.
Honor among thieves.
He was going to
double cross you.
He had a ticket on this
afternoon's Alitalia
flight to Rome.
A single ticket.
- Just,
just one?
He was going to run out on us?
- That's right,
but we'll get him.
- The rat!
That's why he planned the
hold-up on the way to Jan Smuts.
The freeway was
his getaway route!
- Thanks, Benjay.
That's exactly the
information I wanted.
Now we know where it's
going to take place.
Sergeant, take this man in.
Peters, the freeway
to Jan Smuts.
(clock ticking)
Are you alright, Rene?
He didn't hurt you?
- No, he just scared
the life out of me.
- He's lucky.
Give me the mike, Peters.
Car 3-0 to Control.
- Receiving you, 3-0.
What's happening out there?
- The car was a decoy.
The holdup's taking
place on the freeway
to Jan Smuts Airport.
- Freeway to Jan Smuts Airport.
(overlapping talking)
(dramatic music)
(clock ticking)
(torch flaring)
- Helicopter One to control.
In sight of holdup now.
Pantechnicon on its side.
- Hey, we got company.
- Check who's in that
(indistinct) thing.
- [Thug] Hey boss,
it's the cops.
- Come on, you stinking steel.
(dramatic music)
- We've reached the
freeway, Control.
Should be in sight of
the prey any moment now.
- We have cars in
your vicinity, 3-0,
heading for holdup area.
- Boss, we've gotta quit.
That guy up there's
calling the law.
- Shut up!
It could be nothing.
This load is worth a fortune.
(clock ticking)
(loud clang)
(gun firing)
(tense music)
- Take these, stow
them in the car, hurry!
- Hey boss, look at this!
- Get the gun.
(guns firing)
- There they are!
Take no chances, Peters,
get off the road.
Get behind the pillar,
better cover there.
(guns firing)
(dramatic music)
(guns firing)
- Hey, bring back the
car, you double-crosser!
(guns firing)
- Rene.
(tires screeching)
You got me into this, now you're
going to get me out of it.
- No, you might hit her.
(dramatic music)
Car 3-0 to Control.
Jacobi has Rene Visser as a
hostage in the car with him.
Set up all possible
roadblocks on the highway.
Don't open fire.
(dog barking)
- Take him, Rick!
(dog growling)
Guard him, Rick.
- Try anything, and you're dead.
(tires squealing)
(gun fires)
- Watch out, swing away!
(car explodes)
(adventurous music)
* Rijksvut, Rijksvut
* Bring her back to life
* Somewhere she's
waiting just for me
* She is sad and lonely
* And she needs me now
* Blow your sirens loudly
* Take me there somehow
* Rijksvut, Rijksvut
* Bring her back to life
* Somewhere she's
waiting just for me
* Na na na na na
na, na na na na na
* Na na na na na, na na na na