Jane...
Madame.
Thought of a number of lines for this moment.
"Thought I'd just drop in." "Hey, doll, thanks for giving me the shaft."
Nice. So what did you decide?
I want a divorce.
I like it. You proposed to me here, so it has agreeable symmetry.
Coat, sir?
- May I sit? - No.
- Champagne, sir? - No, champagne's for celebrating.
- I'll have a martini. - I'm fine, thank you.
- I like the dress. - I'm in mourning.
You should wear it more often.
So what do you want, John?
We have an unusual problem, Jane.
You obviously want me dead, and I'm less and less concerned of your wellbeing.
So what do we do?
Do we shoot it out here? Hope for the best?
Well, that would be a shame, because they'd probably ask me to leave once you're dead.
Dance with me.
- You don't dance. - That was just part of my cover, sweetheart.
Was sloth part of it too?
Ow!
You think this story will have a happy ending?
Happy endings are just stories that haven't finished yet.
Satisfied?
Not for years.
It's all John, sweetheart.
Why is it you think we failed? Cos we were leading separate lives?
- Or was it all the lying that did us in? - I have a theory. Newly formed.
- I'm breathless to hear it. - You killed us.
Provocative.
You approached our marriage like ajob, to be reconned, planned and executed.
- And you avoided it. - What do you care, if I was just a cover?
Who said you were just a cover?
- Wasn't I? - And wasn't I?
I have to... Excuse me.
No exits up there, Jane.
Be cold, John. She's a liar.
Be super cold.
Come on, madam, this way.
Do you know that you're ticking?
Get back! Get back! Get back!
- Limo, sir?
Jane Smith.
- That's the second time you tried to kill me. - Oh, come on. It was just a little bomb.
I'm going home to burn everything I ever bought you.
I'll race you there, baby.
- You there yet?
First time we met, what was your first thought?
You tell me.
I thought...
I thought you looked like Christmas morning.
I don't know how else to say it.
And why are you telling me this now?
Guess in the end you start thinking about the beginning.
So there it is. I thought you should know.
So how about it, Jane? Hm?
I thought...
I thought that you were the most beautiful mark I'd ever seen.
- So it was all business, yeah? - All business.
- From the go. - Cold, hard math.
Thank you. That's what I needed to know.
- OK. - OK.
Aah!
- Hey, John. - Hey, Bill.
- Uh... Are you all right? - Yeah.
OK.
Uh, by the way, uh, John, your car is hanging out over the, uh, sidewalk here.
- Yeah, thanks, Bill. - OK. Have a good night.
Good night.
- Oof! Shit...
Ow. Ah, ow...
Shit.
- You still alive, baby?
Your aim's as bad as your cooking, sweetheart.
And that's saying something.
Come on, honey.
Come to Daddy.
Who's your daddy now?
I ca... I can't do it.
Don't! Come on.
Come on!
You want it? It's yours.
Hi, stranger.
Hiya back.
Yeah?
Is everything OK? We heard an awful ruckus.
- No, everything's fine here. Yeah, it's great. - So you guys are... You're fine?
Yeah, couldn't be better.
Oh... Nice. You guys are...
- Suzy, Martin, officers... - Have a nice night.
Looks like you're redecorating, it's very... Yeah. Shame about the teak...
- That left of yours... A thing of beauty. - You take it well.
- Thank you.
- That vacation in Aspen? - Hm.
You left early. Why?
- Jean-Luc Gaspard. - Oh, God!
- Yeah. - I wanted him.
Forget it.
You didn't hear me that night the chopper dropped me off for our anniversary dinner?
- No. - No?
Mm. Percussion grenades. I was partially deaf that night.
- I'm slightly colour blind. - Oh.
- Retinal scarring. - I can't feel anything in these three fingers.
Three ribs. Broken eye socket. Perforated eardrum.
You ever have trouble sleeping after?
- Nope. - Yeah, me neither.
Go. Go, go, go, go, go.
Move it.
Shoes.
I was given 48 hours to take you out.
- Same. - Jesus, where's the trust?
What do you expect?
Why do I get the girl gun?
- Are you kidding me? - No.
Colemans.
Guy's had my barbecue set for months.
- I was never in the Peace Corps. - What? Oh... I really liked that about you.
Maybe this honesty thing isn't such a good idea.
- I didn't go to MIT. - Really?
Notre Dame. Art History major.
- Art? - History. It's reputable.
OK.
Fuckers get younger every year.
I have to tell you, I never really liked your cooking.
It's not your gift.
Baby, I've never cooked a day in my life.
L-Temp girls cooked.
Web of lies!
- I like it. Deal with it.
- We got company. - What?
Shit.
- Baby, hold steady now! - It's called evasive driving, sweetheart.
Hold still.
This thing's all over the place. How do you drive these things?
Honey!
Transmission's terrible.
- Honey, let me drive. - I got it.
Move over. Move.
I'm the suburban housewife, sweetheart.
- You move. - Fine. Go.
- Go. - Yeah.
They're bulletproof.
They're bulletproof!
I think I should probably tell you.
I was married once before.
- What is wrong with you? - You're what's wrong with me.
- It was a drunken Vegas thing. - Oh, that's better. That's much better.
- That's great. - Stop it.
Go, go, go!
- Her name and social security number? - No, you're not gonna kill her.
These doors are handy.
You know, sweetheart, you're being a bit hypocritical.
It's not like you're some beacon of truth.
John, my parents...
They died when I was five. I'm an orphan.
Who was that kindly fellow who gave you away at our wedding?
Paid actor.
I said, I said I saw your dad on Fantasy Island.
I know.
I don't even want to talk about it.
- You got it? - Got it.
- Any time. - I got it.
We're gonna have to redo every conversation we've ever had.
I'm Jewish.
Can't believe I brought my real parents to our wedding.
Disgusting. How could you serve this?
Ma'am, is it possible to get this reheated? Miss? Miss, I'm talking to you. Excuse me?
Jesus, Johnny.
- Good morning, Eddie. - Morning.
It's good to see you're OK.
Tell me you got smart and that you killed that lying bitch.
This lying bitch?
Guess it was just wishful thinking.
- I'm sorry. It's nice to see you, Jane. - Eddie. Eddie! Focus.
- We got problems. - Problems?
Crack addicts got problems. You two are smoked.
- Maybe. - Maybe?
You got the entire agency gunning for you. Probably her agency, too.
- And what about you? - Me?
- Where you at? - Where am I at?
I find myself dragging my feet this morning.
I think you owe me a little money, anyway.
- So what do... - We don't understand each other.
But I don't need those looks from you, OK?
- I been in his life for a long time. - Eddie, focus.
I'm pissed off. They blew up my house, they shot at my wife. My own company.
If she works for who the street says she works for...
you're Macy's and Gimbel's.
Then she would be the WE channel, and you would be...
whatever channel competes against the WE channel. Know what I'm saying?
The point is simple. Once you get off the reservation, that's it.
- Then you're off the reservation. - Eddie, how bad?
- How bad is it? - Mm.
You remember Canada.
- Kids' stuff next to this. - That was you?
Oh, is that a turn-on? Didn't she try to kill you with a car? It's not my business...
This is the facts: If you two separate from each other, you got a shot.
Not a great shot, Johnny, but a shot.
You two stay together, you're dead.
Unless you can find something they want more than they want you.
Found him. He's being held in sub-basement D of the federal courthouse.
High security, motion and thermal. Power's on the city grid.
This is as far as we go, Jane.
- Right. Thanks for everything. - Good luck, baby.
... and this north-westerly blow coming down from the middle of the country...
Do you guys mind changing the channel?
...one is moving in now...
Nick? Would you please get off your fat ass and change the channel?
- I know it's tough. Thank you. ...that's going to make things even colder...
30-second window. I cut the power, you grab the kid. Simple and clean. Got it?
Got it.
Tell me, how many?
- Does it matter? - Should I go first?
OK.
I don't exactly keep count, but...
I would say...
- High 50s, low 60s. - Mm-hm.
I've been around the block, but the important thing is...
312.
312?
- How? - Some were two at a time.
- Honey? - I'm, I'm... I'm...
Baby's in the crib.
Are you counting innocent bystanders?
- You monitoring the perimeter? - I checked the perimeter.
- What about the police bands? - I'm on the police bands.
- Connected... - This is not my first time.
Think we've established that.
Oh!
All right.
Turn left.
Left, John.
Left.
You don't need to talk to me like that. OK? Be nice.
- Left, please. - I can't go left. See?
There is no left. Look.
I have straight, or back the way I came. There's no left. Which way do you want?
- Stay there and wait for my mark. - See what I'm sitting in?
You see that?
- Take your time. - Yeah, all right! Stay.
Stay there, wait for my mark.
Wait for my mark.
Almost there. I don't know what happened. Just hold on.
What are you... John, what are you doing? What are you doing?
Cut the lights on my signal.
Now. Kill the lights.
- Jane, kill the lights. - What's that?
- Where? - Not now. Turn 'em back on.
- Idiot!
- Here they come. - Nick, uncuff me.
Turn 'em back on. Turn 'em back on. Turn 'em back on!
- Turn 'em back on! - All right!
- Give me the light! - Shut up, shut up, shut up!
- Nick! - Shut up!
Give me a gun. Nick, give me a gun!
- Zip it!
Open the door.
Back there.
This guy's a wily one.
Shut the door.
The other way.
How does this work?
- You didn't wait for my signal. - I improvised.
- You deviated from the plan. - The plan was flawed.
- It was not flawed. - Anal.
- Organised. - 90% of this job is instinct.
- Your instincts set off every alarm. - My instincts got the job done.
- It may not have been the Jane Show... - No, it was the John Show. It was half-assed.
Like Christmas, like our anniversary...
Like the time you forgot to bring my mother's birthday present.
- Your fake mother's birthday. - You are always the first to break team.
You don't want a team, you want a servant for hire.
I want someone I can count on.
- Jane, there's no air around you any more. - Oh! OK, what is that supposed to mean?
It means there's no room for mistakes. No spontaneity. Who can answer to that?
Well, you don't have to. Cos this isn't even a real marriage.
- Who are you people? - Shut up!
OK. You witnessed the missus and I working through some domestic issues.
That's regrettable.
But don't take that as a sign of weakness. That would be a mistake on your part.
Now, tell us what you know.
Why do both our bosses want you dead?
You underst...
Honey. Please!
Wrap it up.
Maybe it's not such a good idea to undermine me in front of the hostage.
It sends a mixed message.
- Sorry. - Good girl.
- OK. Where was I?
- A mistake on your part. - Shut up. Options.
I'm gonna lay out your options for you. OK? Option A...
- If I could... - Shut up.
Option A: You talk, we listen, no pain.
Option B: You don't talk.
I remove your thumbs with my pliers. It will hurt.
Option C: I like to vary the details a bit, but the punch line is, you die.
Benjamin? We're impatient people, Benjamin.
Can I get a soda? Or a juice, or some...
A, A, option A!
- Ow, that hurt. - OK, that was a nice shot.
What's... You got a spasm?
I'm tied up. Why don't you check my back pocket?
I'm not the target. You are. Both of you.
They found out you're married, so they teamed up and sent you to the same hit.
Ajoint task force, by both your companies.
Two competing agents living under the same roof? It's bad for business.
- They wanted you to take each other out. - You were bait.
Well, it's entry level. Toehold into the company.
Couple hits, they bump me up to a desk. It's pretty cool, actually.
- You keep the photo in your pocket? - Was I supposed to frame it?
You get rid of it. You burn it. Tradecraft 101.
Guess I skipped that day. Like you skipped the day about not marrying the enemy.
You were bait or you are bait?
Belt! Belt, belt, dude.
Two minutes.
One minute.
- A little help? - Clear.
My way out is a boat standing by in La Paz.
Cargo drop, Atlas Mountains. So what?
So at least apart we know what the odds are.
Let's just call this what it is, and what it isn't.
All right, so it's a crap marriage.
All right, I'm a mess, you're a disaster.
We're both liars.
But you run, you'll always be running.
I say we stay and fight. We finish this thing.
- Then if you want to go, you can go. - Well, thank you.
What? "Let's call this what it is." Jesus Christ...
- Stop... - Don't.
This is a really good store.
- See you in the next life, Jane. - Likewise, John.
Sorry.
We'll talk about this later.
Ooh!
Jesus!
- I didn't touch a thing. - Yes, you did.
- Sorry about the knife in the... - I don't want to talk about it.
- I'll fly. - I'll be bait.
I'm going clockwise. Watch my six.
Let's go! Move!
How's it look?
It's a piece of cake.
Watch these, they tend to jam. So watch 'em.
You favour your left, sweetheart, so I'll cover right.
Damn, that boat in La Paz is looking pretty good right now, isn't it?
Well, it rains a lot this time of year.
Shut up.
I'm interested in the progress you've made in the last few weeks.
Doing all right, aren't we? I won't lie, there were times when I wanted to...
...kill her, but... - Likewise.
- I couldn't take the shot. - That's a good sign.
- Who'd have thought? - Sometimes you have to battle through.
- That's marriage, right? - Yeah, you take your best shot and...
- Oh, we redid the house. - We did. Yes, we did.
You know, there will always be challenges. Threats out there.
Yup.
But you can handle it together.
- So far. - Yes, we can... So far?
What is that?
- I'm leaving room for the unknown. - So far.
Do you feel your relationship styles are more conducive to this...
Ask us the sex question.
John.
- Uh, well, that... - Ten.
ENGLISH SDH