- Honey, I’m home. - Roger that.
Copy at the boathouse. Right on time.
Faisil, getyour butt in here. Harry’s inside.
Yeah, yeah, I’m coming. I’m coming.
- Hey, wereyou born in a barn? - Poorhouse.
All right. You got your fur-coated razor blade there...
and a bunch ofguys with guns.
I’m switching to sub-vocal now.
Check, check.
- Check, check. - It’s talk radio.
- You're on theair. - Check.
That guard nearest toyou is moving away.
He’s at the service door. He’s inside.
Haveyou seen Khaled yet?
Yep, there he is.
How come billionaires are always short?
Excuse me.
Thankyou.
Colonel! How areyou?
- It’s so good to seeyou again. - Yes, it’s been a long time.
- Terrifiic. - Who was that guy?
Could you hold this for a second? Thanks.
Youshouldbe crossing themain foyer, heading forthestairs.
Keep moving. Keep moving.
I’m in the library, heading out to the second-floor balcony.
Modem in place. Transmitting now.
Affiirmatory.
It’s a good hookup.
These are encrypted fiiles. It’s going to take me a few minutes.
I gotyour password.
- Magnifiicent, isn’t it? - Yes, quite.
I thought I knew Khaled’s friends, but I don’t believe I’ve metyou before.
Wehaven'tmet, because Icertainly wouldremember.
Renquist, Harry Renquist.
-Juno Skinner. -Juno Skinner.
Come on!
"Juno Skinner, arts and antiquities dealer...
specializing in ancient Persia.’’
This is Persian, ifI’m not mistaken.
Very good. Sixth century BC, to be exact.
- Doyou like the period? - I adore it.
We got a problem. Guards are going apeshit down there.
Acquired most ofthese pieces forJamal.
Doyou tango?
Tango?
Harry, youdonothave time to tango, buddy.
Youcopy?
Don’t be stopping to smell the roses now. You hear me?
- You gotta get out ofthere. - Yes! Files are unlocked!
Fast Faisil strikes again. I’m in. I’m down, baby.
I got my hand up her dress, and I am going for the gold--
Just copy the goddamn fiiles, okay?
Wow. And I thought this wasjust gonna be...
another bunch ofboring bankers and oil billionaires.
Seconds count. Ditch the bitch.
Unfortunately, I have to leave.
I have a plane to catch.
Well, call me sometime.
My offiices are in Rome.
I would like that.
Son ofa bitch is with her two minutes, and she’s ready to bear his children.
Twinkle toes, what’s your exit strategy?
I’m going to walk right out ofthe front gate.
Ballsy. Stupid, butballsy.
Sir, may I see your invitation, please?
Sure. Here is my invitation.
Shit. Here we go.
Slight change in plans.
Stay!
We’re en route to the lower rendezvous point.
Repeat, back-up rendezvous point!
- Watch it! - It’s called ice, and it’s slick.
- Harry, doyou copy? Whoa! - I got it.
Shit!
Whoops!
Oh, my God!
Whoa! I got it! I got it! I got it!
- There he is! - Shit!
Hi, guys.
That worked good. Right out the old front gate.
Can you lean back a second?
Let’s go. We can still make our flight.
All right, that’s it for Mr. Renquist. Okay, go.
We got HarryTasker billfold, HarryTasker passport, ticket stub.
Hotel bill, Tasker. I got two postcards here from Geneva.
Got some house keys right there...
and I’ve got a souvenir Swiss snowing village.
- What’s that for? - It’s for Dana, stupe.
Bring your kid home a gift, the dad thing.
Nice touch.
- Pick me up tomorrow at 8:00. - Will do.
The debriefiing is at 1 000.
- Seeyou at 8:00. Bye. - Hey, Harry.
Did you forget something?
What a team.
Sleep fast, buddy.
Hi, honey. How was your flight?
- It was fiine. - Good.
Broughtyou a little gift from Switzerland. Snowyvillage.
Wow. Thanks, Dad.
- I’ve never had one ofthese. - You’re welcome.
You’re late for school. You better get going.
- Don’t forget to feed Gizmo. - Okay.
It’s pretty lame.
- I’m late. - Yeah, me too.
How’d it go at the convention? Make all the other salesmenjealous?
It was fantastic. You wouldn’t believe it.
You should have been there. We were the big hit ofthe show.
With that new model ordering system, the 680 I told you about...
I can write up an order and immediately...
as soon as the customer’s name comes up, you see what his credit line is...
what he has ordered in the past, what discount he has gotten.
- Every little detail. - Sounds great.
It’s fantastic. That’s why I love the computer business.
Listen, the plumber called.
He says he has to dig under the slab or something that’s gonna cost $600.
- That’s okay. - It’s not okay. It’s extortion.
What did you tell him?
I slept with him and he said he’d knock off$1 00.
That’s good thinking. Bye, honey.
Hello!
Boy, I remember the fiirst time I got shot out ofa cannon.
- Good morning. Go to school. - Yeah, I am.
Thanks, dear.
Check these out.
Check them out.
Where’s the image coming from?
Got a CCD camera and a transmitter in a pack ofsmokes out there.
It’s pretty cool, huh?
What the hell?
Bye, Dad!
- She’s ripping you off. - I knew it.
Let’s go!
Can’t stop! I’m late! Bye, Dad!
God. Shit.
Kids. Tenseconds ofjoy, 30years ofmisery.
I got married three times, but at least I was never dumb enough to have any.
She shouldn’t be stealing. I taught her better than that.
You’re not her parents anymore, you and Helen.
Her parents are Axl Rose and Madonna.
Five minutes a dayyou spend with her can’t compete with that bombardment.
You’re outgunned, Daddy-o.
It’s notjust becauseyou’re a bad parent.
Kids today are ten years ahead ofwhere we were at the same age.
- Morning. - Morning, Mr. Tasker.
- I betyou think she’s still a virgin. - Don’t be ridiculous.
- She’s only-- What is she now? - She’s 1 4.
- She’s only 1 4. - Her hormones are going like an alarm.
It’s even money she lets that physicist on the bike boink her.
- Not Dana. - " Not Dana."
Denial. It’s notjust a river in Egypt no more, is it?
She’s probably stealing the money to pay for an abortion.
Why don’tyou open the door?
Or drugs.
Twenty here, 50 there. I fiigured mywife’s boyfriend was taking it.
He takes everything else. There’s never a beer in the goddamn fridge.
- Thoughtyoumovedout. - Ihadtomoveback in.
Mylawyersaidit'dgiveme abettershotatgetting thehouse...
during thepropertysettlement, butdon'tchange thesubject.
- Youstilloweme200bucks. - Goodmorning,Janice.
- Good morning. - Identifyyourselves to the scanner.
- HarryTasker, 1 0024. - Albert Gibson, 34991 .
All right, Frances. I don’t believe we need you any longer now. Thankyou.
SweetJesus. You sure screwed the pooch last night, didn’tyou?
Would you please tell me how I can see this as anything but a total disaster?
"Total" is a strong word.
There are different degrees oftotality.
It’s a scale, really, with a perfect mission on one end...
and then a total pooch screw on the other, and we’re more on this--
Faisil, you’re new on Harry’s team, aren’tyou?
Yes.
So what makes you think the slack I cut him in anyway translates toyou?
Let me showyou what we got.
Jamal Khaled. We think he’s dirty, so we raid his private fiinancial fiiles.
One hundred million in wire transfers from the Commerce Bank International.
Which is a front for certain countries to fiinance terrorist activities.
That’s whywe think something really big is going down.
We know that a week ago four MI RVwarheads were smuggled...
out ofthe former Soviet Republic of Kazakhstan.
We think Khaled’s group bought the nukes and is trying to bring them to US soil.
So far this is not blowing my skirt up, gentlemen.
Don’tyou have anything remotely substantial?
Harry, doyou have any hard data?
- Nothing you would call rock-hard. - Actually it’s pretty limp, sir.
Then perhaps you better get some...
before somebody parks an automobile in front ofthe White House...
with a nuclearweapon in the trunk.
It’s not like he’s saving the world or anything.
He’s a sales rep, for Christ’s sake.
Whenever I can’t sleep, I ask him to tell me about his day.
Six seconds and I’m out.
He acts like he’s curing cancer or something.
I guess this means you didn’t get away for the weekend after all.
- Harry had to go out oftown. - I’m shocked.
Yeah, well, you know Harry.
- What’s up? - Check this out.
There’s a $2 million disbursement from Khaled toJuno Skinner.
That’s right. The babe at the party.
That doesn’t mean anything. She buys antiquities for Khaled.
He keeps his antique buys on a completely separate ledger.
This is a little above market rate for the horizontal bop...
even for a total biscuit like her.
I want a complete workup on her.
- Do we know where she is? - Right here in River City.
She lives in Rome, but she does stuff for the Smithsonian.
She has a lot ofdiplomatic connections, so she has offiices here.
I guess it’s time to send in a specialist.
- Care to tango? - Yes, I would.
Assholes.
It’s all set up. You got a fax machine, ghost phones, all the usual stuff.
You have a suite at the Marquis Hotel under the name of Renquist.
Reality check. Let’s go.
My name is Harry Renquist. I own an art consulting fiirm in San Francisco.
I have an appointment with Miss Skinner.
- Harry! - Hello.
Hello.
I thought I’d seeyou again. I just didn’t know it would be so soon.
- What’s the point ofwaiting? - I agree.
Your clients are looking for something for the lobby oftheir new headquarters?
Theywould like to see something very dramatic.
That’s a nice piece.
I talked to a number ofpeople, and they all said you’re the one to see.
Really? Checking on me.
So what did these people say about me exactly?
Thatyou can read ancient Sanskrit without having to sound out the words...
and other art dealers and archaeologists don’t likeyou very much.
Those wimps.
It’s because I use my diplomatic contacts to export cultural treasures...
from countries which tell them to take a hike.
Most ofour pieces come from ancient Persia.
Unfortunately, ancient Persia is 20 feet under the sand ofIran, Iraq and Syria.
Not the most popular places lately.
So I’ve had to become an expert in international diplomacy.
Well, Mr. Renquist?
Doyou see anything you like?
Maybe.
Give me a break. I don’t think they bugged my tuna sandwich.
She’s importing stuff from all over the Mideast.
She could be moving money, guns, anything.
The second you left, we started getting calls to the ghost numbers.
Theywere checking out the Renquist front.
Let’s step up the surveillance and put on two more guys.
Maurizio, I said Saturday, not Tuesday. Saturday.
Miss Skinner, may I have a word with you, please?
Stupid, undisciplined bitch.
It’s a good thing you’re paying me a lot ofmoney.
Doyou realize there are surveillance teams watching this place right now?
Your telephones are almost certainly tapped.
And you were busy laughing and flirting like a whore with this Renquist--
He checked out okay--
We do not tolerate mistakes.
What would you like me to do?
Find out where this Renquist is.
Hello, Tektel Systems. Mr. Tasker’s offiice.
Hi, Charlene? Hi, it’s Helen. Is he in?
Harry’s in a sales meeting, Mrs. Tasker. Let me try him in there. Hold, please.
Relay, 1 0024.
It’s a patch from Tektel.
It’s Helen.
Hello, honey. How areyou? What’s going on?
Hi. I’m sorry to botheryou in the middle ofa meeting.
It’sjust that Dana and I want to make sureyou were gonna be home by 8:00.
We’re going to a lot oftrouble foryour big birthday.
Wejust wanted to make sure thatyou were gonna be home.
Absolutely. This timeyou can count on me.
- Promise? - Trust me.
- Great. - Got togo. Bye.
Bye.
- That’s disgusting, Dana. - Calm down.
We got a friend. Three cars back on the inside lane.
They’ve been on us since we left the hotel.
- You mean the station wagon? - Yes.
- You want me to lose them? - No. We need this lead.
Unit Seven?
Seven here.
Weneedyouat the Georgetown Mall in threeminutes.
- Copy. We're rolling. - Helen’s gonna be pissed.
This is the problem with terrorists.
They’re really inconsiderate when it comes to people’s schedules.
Pull over here. This is good.
- Okay, testing, one, two, three. - I gotyou. I gotyou. I gotyou.
They’re right with us. I make three ofthem in the car.
- Dickhead. - Blow me.
I got a couple ofthem getting out ofthe car and coming afteryou.
Think I’m blind?
Youdo looklike Ray Charles. So what's theplan?
Just trying to get a closer look at Beavis and Butt-head.
- There’s a third one still in the car. - Stayonhim.
Hi, Helen. Yeah, it’s Gib. Oh, not much.
Listen, Harry forgot something back at the offiice.
You know Harry.
Yeah, Gib, I know Harry. Bye.
Bye. Seeyousoon.
See?
I lost the third guy.
Shit!
Shit! Hold it! Shit!
Here. Cool off.
Sorry about this.
Look out! Get out ofthe way!
Hey! Freeze!
Oh, thank God.
Get in the car.
Here we go.
Federal offiicer in pursuit ofsuspect.
Sorry.
- Harry, what’s your 20? - Westbound in the park.
Suspect is on a motorcycle, and he’s coming out on Franklin.
Copy!
I wantyou on 1 4th in case he turns south.
I want Seven on the north side to box him in.
Make it quick, because my horse is getting tired.
Your horse?
- There he is! That’s him! - Come on!
- Go around to the back. - Copy that.
Out ofmyway!
Sorry.
Excuse me.
-Jesus! - Sorry.
Open it!
Excuse me. Excuse me.
Out ofthe way!
Move! Move! Move!
Federal offiicer! Get down! Now! Get offor die!
- Get down! Now! - Move!
Turn around! Hold still!
Come on!
Whoa!
Hold still!
Will you press the button for the top floor, please?
Thankyou.
Help!
Shut up!
Whoa.
Say something.
That’s a fiine animal.
Stay against the glass!
Come on.
So sorry.
Stay there! Don’t move!
Come on, come on, come on!
Okay, back up.
Back up.
You can do it. Come on.
Good horse. Good.
Yeah, yeah. Yeah, go back now.
Come on. Yeah, that’s teamwork now.
Keep pulling. Come on.
A little bit more.
That a boy.
Okay.
What the hell wereyou thinking?
I had the guy, and you let him get away.
Look at me when I talk toyou. What kind ofa cop areyou anyway?
Hi, honey.
I knowyou’re upset. I’m sorry.
I hurried home as fast as I could.
It’s okay.
I’m sorry.
Thankyou for the party.
Yeah, it was great.
Hey.
That’s him.
- Pause it right there. - Salim Abu Aziz.
This guy is really hard-core. Highly fanatical.
The man’s a real psycho. He’s been linked to dozens ofcar bombings.
You know that cafe bomb in Rome lastyear? That was his.
As well as a 727 out of Lisbon. This guy’s a major player.
Now he’s formed his own splinter faction called CrimsonJihad.
I guess he thought the other terrorists were too warm and fuzzy for him.
- They call him the Sand Spider. - Why?
Probably because it sounds scary.
This is impressive, gentlemen.
It would be even more impressive ifyou actually knew where he was.
We’ll get him.
- Why don’tyou pull over here? - What’s up?
I really screwed up with Helen last night.
I’m going to see ifshe’s available for lunch to smooth things over.
- Youjust want me to hang? -Just hang.
I’ll just be hanging.
Hold, please.
- It’s your mystery man on two. - Simon?
Oh, my God.
Hello? Simon?
Simon?
Yes, I can talk.
You mean right now?
Yes, I can meetyou.
Okay, I can’t wait.
Bye.
Can you cover me for an hour?
Just an hour? You should tell that stud to take more time.
Would you shut up? I should have never told you about him.
Have a good time.
Get a little bit for me whileyou’re at it.
Hey! Hold it! Fucker!
What’s going on? Sick?
Looks likeyou got gut-kicked.
It’s Hel-- It’s Helen-- It’s Helen.
It has something to do with Helen, I’m guessing.
Helen...
is having an affair.
Welcome to the club, man.
It can’t be. Not Helen.
Nobody thinks it could happen to them the fiirst time.
Same thing happened to me with wife number two, remember?
I had no idea nothing was going on. I come home, and the house is empty.
She even took the ice cube trays out ofthe freezer.
What kind ofa sick bitch takes the ice cube trays out ofthe freezer?
- It’s not Helen. - Helen still loves you.
Shejust wants to bang this guy for a while. It’s nothing serious.
- You’ll get used to it soon-- - Stop cheering me up!
What’d you expect?
Helen’s a flesh-and-blood woman, and you’re never there.
It wasjust a matter oftime.
I saywe concentrate on work.
That’s what I do every time my life turns to dog shit.
I concentrate on work, and that gets me by.
Right, buddy? It’s gonna be great.
We’re gonna catch some terrorists. We’re gonna beat the crap out ofthem.
You’re going to feel a hell ofa lot better.
Watch your head. Okay. All right.
Women. Can’t live with ’em, can’t kill ’em.
I came byyour offiice today.
I was in the area, and I thought you might want to have lunch.
Really? Well, you must havejust missed me.
That’s what they said. They said you had to run out or something.
It was this rushjob--
They needed these documents down at the district courthouse.
So, ofcourse, the big problem-- our printer shut down.
So I went to the third floor to use theirs, but they have the 1 720.
Ofcourse, the disk isn’t formatted for the 1 720.
So I had to go back upstairs and reformat...
go back downstairs and use their printer.
By the time I got there, I couldn’t get my car to start.
Then traffiic-- I barely got there.
So a little excitement in an otherwise dull day.
Did it work out okay?
Yeah. Great.
I’ll check on dessert.
I’m done.
The great thing is that he’s practically given us a blank check on wiretaps.
I set them up on all ofJuno’s shipping agents and her clients.
Faisil’s made a list ofall the possible contacts...
the CrimsonJihad may have in this country.
Now all we have to do is sit around--
Hey. This national security stuff boring you?
- Put a tap on her phone. - What? I already did that.
I’m talking about Helen’s. Put a tap on her offiice line and the house. Now.
Come over here for a second. That sounds great.
I want to askyou about something. I got two words to describe that idea--
In-sane. An unauthorized wiretap’s a felony. You know that.
And you’re doing it 20 times a day, so don’t give me that crap.
Do it.
- Hello? - Helen, it's Simon. Isitsafe to talk?
Yes, goahead.
I can’t talk long. Can you meet me for lunch tomorrow? I must seeyou.
I suppose so. Where?
Same place, 1 :00. I have to go now. Seeyou tomorrow.
Remember, Ineedyou.
I thought that we might have lunch together tomorrow.
You know-- darn it--
I’m going to meet Allison. We’re going to go shopping. Sorry.
No problem.
I thinkyou’re going about this whole thing all wrong.
Women-- they likeyou to talk to them.
Maybe it’sjust thatyou’re not in touch with your feminine side.
I was watching SallyJessyRaphael-- All right.
I got all the usual stuffhere-- a telemetry burst transmitter.
I got a GPS tracker, an audio transmitter and a power supply.
I’ve got it sewn into the lining here-- Hey, Harry?
Ifyou need to talk, speak into the purse.
Here she comes. She’s gonna pop out right in front ofus. Watch this.
Bingo.
Looks like she’s going into Chinatown.
She’s parking.
Okay, give me audio.
You sureyou weren’t followed?
No. I kept looking behind me like you taught me, but I didn’t see anyone.
Okay, it’sjust that things are a bit hot right now.
IfI get a signal, I may have to leave suddenly.
I understand.
Look, it’s myjob to take risks, but notyours.
Ifeelbadaboutbringingyouinto this, butyou're the onlyone Ican trust.
Wereyou out on a mission?
We say "op," covert operation. And this one, well, got a little rough.
- Worse than Cairo? - Cairo.
Cairo was a day at the beach next to this.
- The guy’s a spook. - But forwhom?
He could be working her to get toyou.
- Did you read the papers yesterday? - Yes.
Sometimes a story is a mask for a covert operation.
You see two men killed in a restroom and two unidentifiied men...
inarunningshootout, endingat the Marriott?
That was you?
- Me. - You're verygood.
You recognized my style.
You’re a natural at this.
The guy’s a fake. He’s taking credit for our moves.
- What happened? - Hardlyworth talking about.
Two ofthem won’t bother me again.
- Unbelievable. - Youchasedone?
Something came over me. I had to nail this guy no matterwhat the risk.
Pretty hairy. I thought he had me a couple oftimes, but I--
- I really can’t take credit. - Why not?
It’s the training. It shapes you into a lethal instrument.
You react in a microsecond without thinking.
I’m starting to like this guy.
We still gotta kill him. That’s a given, you know.
The guy is a goddamned used car salesman.
This keeps getting better and better!
I’m sorry. I know this has gotta be painful.
Butyou gotta admit it’s funny. Ifit wasjust some idiot, notyou...
you’d be laughing your ass off.
One born every minute.
It wants you too. Feel it vibrate?
- Say, how about a little spin? - Sure.
See, it’s notjust a car. It’s a total image. An identity.
You have to go for it. This isn’t some high-tech sports car.
To tell you the truth, it doesn’t even handle that great.
But that’s not the idea, is it?
What are we talking about here? Pussy, right?
Absolutely.
Let’s face it. The ’Vette gets ’em wet.
But it’s not enough.
Ifyou reallywant to close escrow, you gotta have an angle.
I supposeyou have an angle.
It’s killer.
I mean, look at me. I’m not that much to look at.
No, no, no. I can be honest.
But I got ’em lining up, and notjust the skanks either.
- Well, some are. - What’s your angle?
No, sorry. Trade secret.
Okay,just askyourself:
What do women reallywant?
You take these bored housewives married to the same guy foryears.
They’re stuck in a rut. They need some release.
The promise ofadventure, a hint ofdanger.
I create that for them.
So basicallyyou’re lying your ass offthe whole time.
- I couldn’t do that. - What areyou, a Boy Scout?
Think ofit as playing a role. It’s fantasy.
You gotta work on their dreams...
get them out oftheir daily suburban grind for a few hours.
- What about their husbands? - Dickless!
I mean, let’s face it. Ifthey took care ofbusiness...
I’d be out ofbusiness, you know what I mean?
Those idiots.
You mind keeping it under 90?
I’m still trying to pay for this dental work.
So, who areyou working on right now?
I always got a couple on the hook.
There’s this one right now, I got her panting like a dog.
- It’s great. - What does she do?
Some sort oflegal secretary or something.
You know, uptight and conservative.
But she could be so hot ifshe wanted to be.
And with you, she gets to be real hot.
Red hot! Her thighs steam.
It’s like a dying plant. Just needs a little water.
- Married to some boringjerk. - Some boringjerk?
He doesn’t appreciate her. She’s like all these babes.
You get their pilot lit, they can suck-start a leafblower.
She’s got the most incredible body, and a pair oftitties...
makeyou want to stand up and beg for buttermilk.
Ass like a ten-year-old boy.
So, then she must be really good in bed then, huh?
Slow down. You’ll miss the turn.
See?
You and this carwere made for each other. Why fiight it?
Sure, I got a couple other buyers on the line, but I likeyour style.
So, what doyou say?
Should we start up the paperwork?
Let me think about it.
Hold it for me for a day, okay?
Hey, because it’s you.
I got today’s transcripts.
Not much going on.
- Nothing from Simon? - No.
- My turn to drive? - Give me the page.
- What? - Thisjumped from page 9 to 1 1 .
- Where’s page 1 0? - It’s gotta be a typo.
Give me the goddamn page!
- Seek help, Harry. - Hello?
Helen, I need your help. Can you meet me tonight?
- What’s happened? - It'sserious.
Meet me on K Street...
under the Key Bridge, 8:00 sharp.
Gotcha.
Shit. It’s almost 8:00.
She’s still at the house.
Thepurseisstillat thehouse.
Shit.
Unit Two, Unit Seven, immediate roll.
Acquire subject at K Street and Key Bridge.
Vehicle is red-and-white convertible. You got exactly six minutes.
Wait a minute. Areyou out ofyour mind?
You can’t pull agents offa priority surveillance to followyourwife.
That’s a misappropriation ofresources and a breach ofnational security.
You copy? You’re losing it big-time, man.
- I have to stopyou. - What areyou gonna do, tell?
Look, goddamn it. Both ofour butts are on the line.
Soyour life’s in the crapper. Yourwife’s banging a used car salesman.
It’s humiliating, I know, but take it like a man!
- You tell on me, I tell on you. - What areyou talking about?
I’m as clean as a preacher’s sheets. I’m as clean as--
What about when you blew a six-week operation...
becauseyou were busy getting a blowjob?
You knew about that?
Let’s take Franklin. It’s quicker.
Quick, get in. Hurry up. Let’s go.
Two here. Suspect vehicle in sight.
Onemale, one female.
Now, don’t be alarmed.
IfI’m spotted, it’d be best ifthey didn’t seeyou.
You should keepyour head down till we’re out ofthe city.
Here, let me helpyou.
That’s better.
Nowthe womanhasherhead in theguy's lap.
Southboundon the Key Bridge. Two inpursuit.
Roger, Two. One to Condor, you got a visual?
Roger, One. This is Condor. Subjectis insight.
Repeat: Wehave theball.
Wegotaprettygoodlockup oninfrared.
She'sgotherhead in theguy's lap, allright.
Maybe she’s sleepy.
This is a safe house.
My place in the city is a little too hot right now.
So is the penthouse in New York.
What is it exactly you need me to do?
I wantyou to be mywife.
But I’m married!
It’sjust for the operation in Paris. I need to be married.
They’ll be looking for a man traveling alone.
You want me to go to Paris?
Paris, with a quick stopover in London.
There’s a double agent in my outfiit. I don’t know who.
There’s no one I can trust, exceptyou.
Can you get away, just for a couple ofdays?
I just don’t know.
Ofcourse. I’m rushing you. Forgive me.
Sit down. Makeyourselfcomfortable.
Let me pouryou some more wine.
I’ll do it. I’ll do it.
Youjust saved my life.
You are incredibly brave.
I have to remind myself ofthe fearyou must be feeling.
You see, for me fear is not an option.
Now, in order to pull this cover story off...
we have to look like two people who are completely intimate with each other.
The enemy can spot a fake easily.
- You see what I mean? - Sorry.
That reaction could get us both killed.
- I’m sorry. - We can’t afford that.
Try to relax.
It’sjust been a long time...
since anybody but Harry’s touched me like that.
- It’s a little diffiicult. - I know.
- It’s awkward for me too. - I’m sorry.
- That’s all right.Just sit back. - I’m okay.
There. That’s better.
Just letyourself slip into the role.
That’s it.
Thereyou go.
Just letyourselfgo.
That’s good.
That’s great.
That’s it.
No, I can’t do this. I can’t do this.
- What’s wrong? It’s okay. - I cannot do this.
I cannot do this!
Ifnot for me...
do it foryour country?
Oh, God! Don’t hurt me!
I’ll do whateveryou want!
Please! I didn’t do anything!
Damn it!
Take her! Take her! Oh, God, don’t hurt me!
Son ofa bitch!
Sitdown.
Isaidsitdown.
Who doyou work for?
Stern, Kessler, Goldstein & Krumpnick.
- I’m just a legal secretary. - Sure, Mrs. Tasker.
What wereyoudoing with theinternationalterrorist...
Carlos theJackal, taking dictation?
How long haveyou been a member ofhis faction?
I don’t know anything about a faction.
I just met Simon...
orwhoeveryou say he is...
just a couple weeks ago.
I barely know him.
That’s not what it looked like when we found you.
How did you meet him?
Well--
Keep this for me. I can’t afford to be taken with it.
- What? - It’s a matter ofnational security.
Please, it’s important. I’ll contactyou.
Oh, shit.
Why didyoucontinue toseehim?
He said he needed my help.
Notbecauseyou were attractedtohim?
You were not attracted to him at all?
Well, maybejust a little.
-So, is cheating a common thing foryou? -Never.
Soyou’re telling me this was your fiirst time?
I wasn’t cheating!
Tell me aboutyour husband, Mrs. Tasker.
What can I say about Harry?
He’s a sales rep for a computer company.
So sex with him isn’t exactly waving your flag anymore?
That is none ofyour goddamn business! What kind ofquestions are these?
You're inalotoftrouble, so Isuggestyoucooperate.
Ifwe want to know the most intimate details aboutyour life...
you’d better tell us.
My husband is a good man.
But he’s not exactly ringing your bell these days, is he?
Let me handle this part. Doyou mind?
Why didyougo to Carlos'hideout?
He wanted me to go to Paris with him on a mission...
to pose as his wife.
And you agreed?
Why?
I don’t know.
Iguess Ineededsomething.
What did you need?
I needed to feel alive.
I just wanted to do something outrageous.
And it felt really good...
to be needed.
And to be trusted.
And to be special.
It’sjust that there’s...
so much I wanted to do with this life...
and it’s like I haven’t done any ofit.
And the sand’s running out ofthe hourglass...
and I wanted to be able to look back and say...
"See? I did that!
I was reckless and I was wild and I fucking did it!’’
Quite frankly, Idon'tgiveashit...
whetheryouunderstandthatornot.
This Simon...
did you sleep with him?
- No. - She’s lying.
You did not have sexual relations with him?
Listen, ifyou’re gonna ask me every question twice...
this is gonna take a really long time, and I have to get back to my family.
You’re not going anywhere, lady.
Just let me out ofhere!
Answerthe question.
- Answer the question! - No!
I did not...
sleep with him!
Calm down, please.
You hear me, you chickenshit bastard?
- Calm down. - She could be telling the truth.
Calm down, Mrs. Tasker.
Calm down, please.
I’ve only one more question, Mrs. Tasker.
What?
Doyou still loveyour husband?
Yes, I love him.
I’ve always loved him...
and I will always love him.
She loves you. Now what?
There’s only one solution toyour problem, Mrs. Tasker.
Youmust work forus.
What areyou doing?
-Just giving her a little assignment. - You gotta be shitting me!
She wants a little adventure, so I’m gonna give her one.
I’m offering you a choice.
Ifyou work for us, we will drop the charges...
and you can go back toyour normal life.
Ifnot, you will go to a federal prison...
andyourhusbandanddaughter willbelefthumiliatedandalone.
Yourlife willbe destroyed.
Gee. Let me think.
Yes orno?
Ofcourseyes.
What’s involved?
You will be contacted with the assignment.
The code name ofyour contact will be Boris.
Your code name will be--
- Natasha? - No.
Doris.
Pricks!
You son ofa bitch. Did you think you could elude us forever, Carlos?
Wait! You got the wrong guy. My name’s Simon.
Just let me go. There’s no need to kill me.
I haven’t seen your face--
Don’t! I didn’t see it! I didn’t see it!
It’s you!
Hey, you still interested in that ’Vette at all?
Hey, Carlos. The game’s over.
Your career as an international terrorist is well documented.
- No! - Oh, yeah!
I sell cars. That’s all!
Come on. I’m not a terrorist.
I’m actually a complete coward. IfI ever saw a gun, I’d-- Oh, God!
Oh, please, don’t! Don’t kill me!
I’m not a spy.
I’m nothing! I’m navel lint!
I have to lie to women to get laid. And I don’t score much.
I got a little dick. It’s pathetic.
Oh, God.
Would a spy pee himself? Huh?
Please, I’m not worth a bullet.
- Have mercy, sir. - Get the fuck out ofhere.
Just beat it. Go on.
As soon as I turn, you’re gonna shoot me!
You’re gonna shoot me!
Please! You can have the car for free.
What doyou say, huh?
Get lost, dipshit.
So last night must’ve been pretty exciting foryou.
My flat tire?
Actually, it was a little scary...
because the tow truck driver took such a long time.
I’ll get it.
Hello?
Doris?
Yes?
Listen carefully.
In exactly one hour, go to the Hotel Marquis.
Pick upan envelopemarked "Doris" at the frontdesk...
- anddresssexy. - What?
No, no. Turn around.
Do it doucement.
Do it very slowly.
You’ve reached a new all-time low.
I can’t believeyou’re crazy enough to use the suite at the Marquis.
Doyou think I can afford a suite like this on my salary?
- IsJean-Claude doneyet? - Hang on.
Who wrote this shit? Harry?
It’s going great.
Doyou have an envelope for Doris?
This is Doris.
Listen, you are a prostitute named Michelle.
Go to the room. There will be a man there.
He isasuspectedarms dealer.
Now, wait a minute.
You don’t expect me to, uh, you know.
No. He has particular tastes.
He likes to watch.
Tell him that his regular girl, Carla, is sick.
Ifhelikesyou, he willtellyou what to do.
You must plant the bug...
nearthe telephoneby thebed beforeyouleave.
Ifyou do not completeyour mission...
the deal is off.
I’m gonna go to hell.
Havesome champagne.
Comeinhere.
My name is Michelle.
Carla thoughtyou’d like me.
Letme do the talking.
Youmaystartby unzippingyour dress.
No, no. Turnaround.
Doit doucement. Doit veryslowly.
Good.
Nowslip the dress downslowly.
Good.
Nowslideyournylons off onebyone.
I’m not wearing any.
That'sgood.
Now, dance forme.
Dancesexy.
Letyourhandsbeyourlover'shands onyourownskin asyoumove.
Nowlie on thebed andcloseyour eyes.
I thoughtyou only liked to watch.
Nowlie on thebed andcloseyour eyes.
You pig!
Bastard!
Wait, wait, wait.
Yes, it’s Harry. I know it looks bad, but I can explain.
Nobody move!
Don’t move!
Helen,just don’t do anything.
No, he has nothing to do with it! I’m the oneyou want!
Shut up!
Quiet, Helen. Do what they say.
Cone on, guys. Let the hooker go. She’s not important.
You don’t need her.
Harry, please, just let me handle this.
Shut up!
What wereyou doing there?
- You wouldn’t believe me ifI told you. - Talk again and I’ll kill you!
I wish I could say it’s nice to seeyou again.
You know her?
You know, this shade’s totallywrong foryou.
So who’s your little friend?
I’m Helen Tasker. Harry is my husband. And you are?
So now it’s Tasker, not Renquist.
She’sjust some wacko hooker I met down at the bar.
What is the matterwith you? Just tell her the truth!
We are married, and we have a daughter.
I don’t know what the crazy bitch is on.
You should cut her loose so we can get down to business.
Where did I get this then, huh?
Where did I get this?
Something before takeoff?
That hurt, you b--
She was telling the truth, wasn’t she?
She really doesn’t know.
How interesting.
Bring them.
Incredible, aren’t they?
I call them the Four Horsemen.
They’re warrior fiigures...
from the Persian Empire of Darius I...
around 500 BC.
They’re absolutely priceless.
Pity.
Wait, wait!
Open it.
Doyou know what this is?
I know what this is.
This is an espresso machine.
It’s a snow cone maker. That’s what it is.
Is it a water heater?
Doyou know why you’ve been brought here?
So that this man can verify to the world...
the CrimsonJihad is now a nuclear power.
How can he do that? He’sjust a salesman, for Christ’s sake.
IfI’m wrong about him, the last thing you’ll see...
will beyour blood spraying across his face.
It’s a Soviet MI RV-6 from an SS-22 air launch vehicle.
The warhead contains 1 4.5 kilograms ofenriched uranium...
and a plutonium trigger.
The nominal yield is 30 kilotons.
What can I say? I’m a spy.
You bastard! You lying son ofa bitch!
- Sorry, honey. - Don’tyou call me honey!
You don’t ever get to call me honey again!
You understand me, you pig?
And I can verify that they have the arming box...
and all the equipment necessary...
to detonate all fourwarheads.
You have killed ourwomen and our children...
bombed our cities from afar like cowards...
and you dare to call us terrorists?
Now the oppressed have been given a mighty sword...
with which to strike back at their enemies.
Unless you, America...
pulls all military forces out ofthe Persian Gulfarea...
immediately and forever...
the CrimsonJihad will rain fiire...
on one major U.S. city each week...
until our demands are met.
First, we will detonate one weapon on this uninhabited island...
as a demonstration ofour power...
and CrimsonJihad’s willingness to be humanitarian.
However, ifthese demands are not met...
CrimsonJihad will rain fiire...
on one majorAmerican city each week--
Battery.
Get another one, you moron.
I think I have one in the truck.
- What? - Look at this.
- That’s not mine. - Nice transmitter.
Miami Tower, Jet Star 6479 Delta on fiinal.
- We’ll be on the ground in 1 2 minutes. - All right.
Tell those DEA boys to have the helos...
hot and ready to fly in 1 2 minutes.
Signal’s defiinitely stopped moving. It’s an island in the Keys.
- We lost the signal. - Shit!
All right, everyone. This is Samir.
For 50 points, see ifyou can guess his specialty.
Oral hygiene?
- Not exactly. - What’s going on?
Samir’sjust gonna ask Harry a few questions.
We’re not even sure which agency Harryworks for.
Now, Samir’s absolutely fiirst-class.
On the other hand we have Harry, who’s managed to lie convincingly...
to the woman he loves for 1 5 years.
So it’ll be interesting to see how long he can resist.
This will help.
You know, you should swab that with alcohol.
I might get an infection.
I’ll return when this has taken effect.
Then we’ll talk.
I’m looking forward to it.
Now, why areyou helping these raving psychotics?
Because they’re verywell-funded raving psychotics...
and I’m getting a lot ofmoney.
What, you think I care about their cause?
Oryours? Not at all.
You’re damaged goods, lady.
Did you tell her about us?
There is no "us," you psychopathic bitch.
Oh, sure.
You say that now.
Thanks for everything. It wasn’t bad while it lasted.
Let’s go.
You two stay here.
There was nothing.
I swear.
What did they giveyou?
Sodium Amytal, or some other truth agent.
It makes you tell the truth?
Is it working?
Ask me a question that I normallywould lie to.
- Are we gonna die? - Yep.
I’d say it’s working.
They’re gonna shoot us in the head, or they’re gonna torture us to death...
or they’re gonna leave us here and let the bomb--
How long haveyou been a spy?
Seventeen years.
Haveyou ever killed anyone?
Yeah, but theywere all bad.
Is there anything you want to tell me before we start?
Yeah.
I’m going to kill you pretty soon.
I see.
How, exactly?
First, I’m going to useyou as a human shield.
Then I’m going to kill this guard over there...
with the Patterson trocar on the table.
And then I was thinking about breaking your neck.
And what makes you think you can do all that?
You know my handcuffs?
I picked them.
Let’s get out ofhere.
Come on!
Drop the gun!
Honey, next time, duck.
- Let’s go. - I married Rambo.
What are they doing?
It is done.
In 90 minutes, a pillar ofholy fiire...
will light up the skies...
to show to the world...
that we speak the truth.
We are set on our course.
No force can stop us now.
We’re cool, we’re badasses, blah, blah, blah, blah.
Ifwe’re on an island, why are they using trucks?
We must be in the Florida Keys.
The overseas highway connects the islands to the mainland.
There’s no borders, no customs.
They can go anywhere in the U.S. There’s nothing to stop them.
Just us.
- Here, take this. - Oh, shit.
Shoot!
Shit!
Let’s go.
My condolences to the widow.
We may need the hostage.
Okay, let’s go, Suzy Homemaker.
Hurry up!
Just get her in the car. Let’s get going.
- I thought this looked likeyourwork. - Let’s go. I’ll briefyou in the air.
You’re welcome. Let’s go! Let’s get out ofhere!
Let’s go! Come on!
Well, you tell that son ofa bitch this is a Bright BoyAlert.
I repeat: A Bright BoyAlert.
This is not a drill. Doyou understand that?
Hold on. Put me through to the White House.
The minimum safe distance is 1 2 miles. Get the marine patrol in right away.
I want the Coast Guard and the sheriff's department too.
Anyone that cannot make that distance, you gotta get ’em out by air.
You’ve got exactly 34 minutes.
I can getyou two Marine Corps Harriers here in 1 1 minutes.
- They’re on maneuvers outside KeyWest. - Get them.
- I’ll briefthem on the way in. - Send ’em in right away.
Would you like one?
I want the state police driving through the streets on their damn loudspeakers.
Here they come.
Lime-Zero-One, gota tallyon three trucks eastboundon thebridge.
Roger, Lime-Zero-One. You’re clear to engage.
Ringo is padlocked. In hot with guns.
Let’s get some.
Okay, marines, time tokick ass.
Recommend using your Mavericks to take out the bridge.
Rogerthat. Lime flight, switch Mavericks. Two.
These missiles won’t set offthose nukes, will they?
That’s a negative.
Fire.
- Bingo! - Good shooting, marines.
I’ll kill you!
- It’s out ofcontrol. - Somebody capped the driver.
Bitch!
Like one? How about two?
Get down to the limo!
Come on! Take it down! Let’s go!
- Get down! - Take it down.
- The bridge is out! - What?
The bridge is out!
I can’t hearyou!
What?
Oh, God! The bridge is out!
Come on! Come on!
Speed up a little bit, now. Get down there.
Come on! Hurry!
Hurry, Harry!
- Grab my hand! - Come back!
- Okay, to the right. - I can’t reach! Get lower!
Here we go! Hold on!
Hold on really tight!
Harry! Come back!
Pull up!
Grab my hand! You can do it!
I can’t reach!
Oh, God! Please! Harry!
Oh, shit.
Come on, baby.
Hold on!
I gotyou!
- Oh, God! - Hold on tight!
Let’s get this thing on the ground.
Let'sget theseaircraft on theground.
Wegotanuclearbombgoingoff inaboutoneminute.
Any minute now. Go, go, go.
Come here. Give me a bullhorn.
All right, it’s show time.
Do not look at the flash. Do not look at the flash!
We should be safe here.
This is the wrong fiinger.
Come here!
- Go to work. - Okay. Bye.
Aziz’s copter landed about 20 minutes ago on top ofa high-rise in Miami.
He rendezvoused with some faction members. They’re on the 20th floor.
I got SWAT down there. The cops cordoned offthe area.
They got a hostage. It’s Dana.
What doyou mean? My Dana?
I’m real sorry. I don’t know what to say.
I guess he grabbed her in the middle ofthe night.
Wejust found out about it.
But I don’t wantyou to worry. We’ll get her back.
I’ve got a guy on the inside. Listen.
We’re gonna get her back. Here we go.
Excuse me, Captain. I got to borrowyour plane for a minute.
Listen, Force Comm cleared you to give us total cooperation, right?
And you know that comes directly from the president ofthese United States.
But, sir, you’re gonna have to sign for this aircraft.
I’ll sign for it. You got a pen? You take care ofit.
Doyou realize it has been ten years...
sinceyou’ve been behind the wheel ofone ofthese?
I break it, they can take it out ofmy pay.
Listen, we got a guy on the inside.
Gotta move back, everybody! Let’s go!
All right, everybody, it’s gonna be all right!
He’s got hundreds ofhours in the Harriers there.
He is a little rusty, but that’s a trademarkTasker takeoff.
It’s like riding a bike. You never forget, really.
We might wanna seek shelter!
Sorry.
Fuck!
Thestreetsare filledwithpeople aspolice tryto evacuate thebuildings.
Theyappeartobeshooting wildlyinto theairas I'm speaking.
Theseseem tobe warningshots. So far...
theyhavenotfiredatus orpolice.
This apparentlyis thesamegroup...
whichjustdetonatedanuclearbomb in the Florida Keys.
CrimsonJihadwillrain fire on onemajorU.S. cityeach week...
untilour demandsaremet.
This tape was releasedto themedia justminutesafterthe terrorists--
I have to go to the bathroom.
We'llrepeat the tape following this live reportfrom thescene.
Hold your fiire!
- The video crewyou wanted is here! - Send them!
They’re coming in. They’re unarmed.
Come on. Let’s go.
Go.
This is a communique from CrimsonJihad.
You have seen a demonstration ofour power.
Do not force us to destroy this city...
and do not try to use force against us.
I, we are all prepared to die.
With one turn ofthat key...
two million ofyour people will die instantly!
- What key? - That key!
Who’s taken the key?
Shoot her!
Holy shit!
Unit One to UnitSeven. Givemeasituationreport.
One to Seven. Give me a sit rep. Faisil, doyou copy?
Seven here. 21 st floor secure.
About 1 2 faction members on the 20th floor. No hostages there.
- Where's Dana? - She's on theroof.
Okay, stayput. Giveme thataddress again.
You shoot me, this’ll fall!
Staywhereyou are! Staywhereyou are!
- Give me the key! - I’ll drop it, I swear!
Give me the key.
Come on, child. You don’t want to die, doyou?
Give me the key and you won’t get hurt.
I giveyou myword!
No way, you wacko!
Help me!
Please don’t come any closer!
Help me! Help me!
Somebody!
Dana,jump down!
Jump down!
Dad?
Help me!
Daddy, come back!
Daddy, get me down!
Jump!Jump!
Daddywill catch you!
-Jump! - I can’t!
Hold on!
Don’tyou let me fall, please!
- Daddy! - I gotyou!
I’m slipping!
Help me! I’m gonna fall!
Hold my hand!
Hold on tight, honey.
He’s behind you!
Take this plane down, now! I’ll kill her!
Take it down, now!
My God, do something!
You’re fiired.
It’s okay.
Honey, it’s over.
Hi, pumpkin.
justsecondsafterthejetlanded...
the unidentifiedpilot was escorted from thesceneby Federalagents.
Thoughitis unclearat thismoment which agency was responsible...
forthe operation which ended the terrorist threat...
so dramatically early thismorning...
we've learnedfrom MiamiPolice--
Do it properly.
One, two, three, four, I declare a thumb war.
Five, six, seven, eight, try to keepyour thumbs straight.
Don’t! Stop it!
- Wait! - I gotyou!
Just listen. Listen to the rules.
- Hello? - BorisandDoris?
We’re on.
Yes? Go ahead.
Colonel, how nice to seeyou again.
Good evening.
Who was that?
What’s the scoop, team? You seeyour contactyet?
Haven’t seen him yet.
But I see somebody I’d like to say hello to.
Let me pouryou some more champagne.
I got to keep up the waiter bit.
These stakeouts can be tricky.
You never know when things might explode into a life-or-death situation.
Ifit gets rough, stay low until it’s over and I’ll contactyou later.
- Maybeyou should give meyour-- - So, we meet again, Carlos.
Honey, I’m just gonna do him right here, okay?
Go for it.
Oh, God.
Fear is not an option.
Dance?
- Tango. - Here we go.
Harry? Helen? Guys?
Come on, now. Let'snotgetdistracted.
Wegotsome work to do.
Allright, guys. Come on.
Youguysbettergetserious in there. I'dbeserious ifI was in there.
Don'tignoreme, Harry. That's rude.
Allright, guys. Come on.
Nationalsecurity, guys. Come on. Lifeanddeath.
Helen, I wasalways onyourside.
I wasalways there foryou.
You know what? I’m sick ofbeing in the van.
You guys are gonna be in the van next time.
I’ve been in the van for 15 years.
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