We can't hold out much longer, sir!
General Hummel, you've gotta get us outta here now!
I won't let you down. I won't let you down, son.
Goddam it, sir! How long do we have to wait? I've lost 1 5 men already!
Sir, they're lightin' us up like a firestorm!
This is General Hummel. You gotta get my men outta there!
We don't have clearance to go behind enemy lines, sir.
They're not coming for us, are they, sir?
Congressman Weaver and esteemed members.Î„.
of the Special Armed Services Committee.
l come before you to protest a grave injustice.
Aim!
lt has to stop.
l miss you so much.
There's something l've gotta do, Barb.
Something l couldn't do while you were hereÎ„
l tried. You k now I tried everything.
And I stilk don't have their attention.
Let's hope this elevates their thinl ing.
But whatever happens...
please don't thinl kess of me.
Marine' inform the garrison CO.Î„.
that Generak Hummek's coming on board with a security inspection team.
Yes' sir. Sir, it's an honour having you, sir.
Ya l now' at least we can get some-
- A long time before guard meeting' huh? - Yeah, l'kl tekl ya.
l got the access card. We've got 30 minutes tilk those darts wear off.
Move it!
The access card' sir.
Let's do it.
2400 magazine checl .
- Man' it's wet out there! - Checl me through' wikl ya?
Clear!
- l want 1 6' Major! - Move it!
Evac! Seal the door!
- No! - Come on' man! - No! - Seak it!
- Help!
Let me outta here! Oh' God! Let me outta here! Oh' God!
Let me out! Let me out!
Clear out. Get outta here!
Sorry.
Let's move out.
Two more cc's of acetylene chkoride.
- That'kl be five doklars' lsherWood. - You suck .
You guys have too much time on your hands.
Yes! She's here! Bring it to me now. Thank you' Phil!
What's that? Why'd you get it sent here?
Carla woukdn't approve. She think s it's dumb to spend $600 on an LP.
Carka's right. Why don't you just spend $ 1 3 on a CD' man?
First of akl, it's because I'm a Beatlemaniac.
And second' these sound better.
Coukd be serious. Coukd be sarin gas.
A dog out ofJFK caught a whiff of something in this pack age...
postmarl ed to a Bosnian refugee camp.
Kt could be detergent, or it could be sarin gas.
Bosnian refugee camp?
Half a miklion Serbians reside in the US' Marvin. Serbians don't kik e Bosnians.
You guys wanna get suited up?
- You bring the cock roaches? - Got 'em.
We have air lock, Stanley. You're all set to go.
October 1 , 0900 hours.
Agent Stanley Goodspeed, Agent Trainee Marvin Isherwood...
initiating exam of wooden crateÎ„
Suspicion of sarin gas insideÎ„
- Marvin, sarin is a- - GB aerosol.
That is correct.
Now' let's see. We have some dirty magazines.
Stone Age Cave Girls in the Raw.
Kink y. And, uh- Î
Helko' littke baby dolk.
Look it, Stan.
- Hi there' Stanley. - Marvin! Marvin, don't!
- Why, Stan? - Shit! Move back ! Move back !
lk i - Hit the exhaust. - Hang on' guys.
We'kl have that room clear in 50 seconds! You're gonna be ol ay.
jesus Christ!
Ok ay, I've got some bad news and some reakly bad newsÎ„
The bad news is that the gas is corrosive and it's eating our suits.
- lt's akl over my hand' man! - The really bad news...
is there's enough C-4 explosive and poison gas to blow the whoke chamber...
- and kill evebody in the building. Detonation: two minutes. - Everybody' out of the room now!
Seal us inside.
- Where are the sprink kers, Lonner? - The acid's eating my su-
It's eating my fucking suit! All right? Shit!
Just wash us off! Where are my sprinl kers?
We're worl ing on it. Kt's coming. It's just a flow probkem.
Welk' that's a pretty big friggin' probkem' Lonner. Fix it now!
' li i! i do you have on that detonator? - A minute ten.
- Look at this! - We're gonna have the room ckear.
- Tekl 'em to tak e the atropine' now! - The atropine, Isherwood.
- What? - Where's my water, Lonner? One minute!
- Marvin, the atropine, now! - lnject it in your heart before your suit melts.
Shit!
Mak e him tal e it too.
Where's that water? Get that away from me!
Come on' Phik' fix it for Christ's sak e!
- Tak e the atropine now, Stan, for Christ's sal e! - We're fucl ed.
The poison's mixing.
Whst the fucl sre you wsiting for, Stsnley? You tsl e the fucking needle now!
- Fucl ! Shit! Oh, fucl , shit! - Forty seconds!
lf that suit mekts- lf you die, we slk die!
Inject your hesrt snd then defuse the bomb!
- Come on' just do it' Stsn! - Shit! Whst if K miss my hesrt? l can't see shit!
i ! - Look how big this is. You wsnt me to stick this into my hesrt?
- Are you fuck ing nuts? - The sprinl ler's coming! lt's coming!
Ok sy, here we go' msn!
Sprink ker activsted.
How much time left?
Twenty seconds!
We're not gonns msl e it.
Fifteen.
Oh, come on.
Clesr!
Get me the fuck out of this gas chamber!
I almost stabbed myself in the heart with this thing.
Please lock me away
- Stsn? - Hey, dsrkin'.
Hi' bsby.
Here inside where I hide with my loneliness
l hsd such sn interesting dsy todsy.
Yeah, I had l ind of an interesting day myself.
Oh, ol ay' you go first.
Oh, just some terrorists decided to send a little care pacl age, box of goodies...
which had to be neutralized before blowing up the oftice.
So I tool the rest of the day off.
Glass of wine, little guitar. Just relaxing.
- ow! - l mean it' honey. The world is being Fed-Ex'd to hell on a handcart.
l really believe that anyone who's even thinl ing about having a child in this world...
is coldly considering an act of cruelty.
l l now, K'm rambling, K'm complaining. K'm sorry.
- What's your news, baby? - I'm pregnant.
l'm sorry?
K'm pregnant.
- Really? - Yeah.
- Wow! - ls that all you're gonna say, is ""wow"?
- You're pregnant? - Three weel s.
How do you l now? I mean' h-how do you l now?
Blue! Just turned blue so I went to the doctor.
- Well, you didn't mean what you just said, did you? - When?
h, just riht n hen u ere tall in about bringing a child into the world and having it be an act of crueltyÎ„
- I at it at t ti. - Stanley, at the time? You said it seven and a half seconds ago.
Well, gosh!
Kind of a lot's happened since then. Lool ' we're not even married.
- K l now. lt's funny you should mention that. - lt's funny?
- Do you love me? - Of course l love you.
Good.
- Whoa! Whoa! Wai- Hey, Marriage Police, pull over!
Come on, Stanley. l'm proposing to you right now.
The Rocl is the most famous and was the most feared prison ever built.
Ks it really true that there's never been an escape?
Ah, that's true. From 1 936 until '63 when the prison closedÎ„.Î„
there were 1 4 attempts.
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- l don't really give a shit! Do you give a shit? - Î
- Come here, fruity. - Move!
- Hey, girls? Hi. You all havin' a good time? - Yeah.
Will you do something for me? lt's really- It's really important.
K need you to tell your teacher that you need to get back on the boat and go home right now.
Ladies and gentlemen' welcome to Broadway!
This cell blocl housed...
the most awesome scum in America.
Ladies and gentlemen' l, Ranger Bob...
cordially invite you to become inmates of Alcatraz, temporarily, of course.
On the line!
Pretty tight quarters' aren't they, huh?
Lil e being a caged animal.
Spend a couple of years in there-
' ' ll Something wrong with the tour? - The tour's over, Bob.
What l ind of fucl ed-up tour is this?
General Hummel' Captains Frye and Darrow reporting, sir.
Welcome to the Rocl , gentlemen. Land the choppers on the back side and deploy as planned.
- Aye' aye, sir. - Aye, aye, sir. Move out!
l'm not allowed to carry a gun.
Oh, you're not allowed to carry a gun? I got a goddam gun.
lf l'd have l nown this was gonna happen, l'd have brought my motherfucl in' gun! Help!
All right' gentlemen, this'll be our new home. Tom' I want my command centre right here.
- K want coms up. - Roger that, sir.
Put the satellite over there. l wanna be up at 1 600.
Let's move it.
- Systems up. - Possible penetration point in the shower room.
- We're setting anti-intrusion. - l brought a personal touch' sir.
Kt's an anti-motion trembler device. Kt's custom-made.
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- What's it do? - We head-fal e 'em with the laser beam.
And then if they disturb Mr Bacl -up here, we own 'em.
Ladies and gentlemen' you're being detained against your will.
For that' l apologize.
lt is not our intention in any way to harm you.
You will not be detained one minute longer than is necessary for us to complete our mission.
Attention on decl !
Stand easy, men.
Mal e no mistal e about it, gentlemen' we are now in harm's way.
For Major Baxter and K' this is the last campaign in a career datin' bacl to Tet '68.
Lil ewise for Captain Hendrix' Gunnery Sergeant Crisp..Î„
who cut their teeth under my command in Desert Storm.
Captain Frye' Captain Darrow, this is my first operational situation with you and your men.
And I have to say, thus far your conduct reflects your reputations.
- Thanl you, General. - Thanl you, sir.
We have achieved our position through poise' precision and audacity.
To this we must now add resolve.
We'll be branded as traitors' the gravest capital crime.
Punishable by death.
A couple hundred years ago...
a few guys named Washington' Jefferson and Adams...
were branded as traitors by the British.
And now they're called patriots.
Kn time, so shall we.
God willing' in less than 48 hours...
you will evacuate this island in gunships under cover of hostages and VX gas warheads.
Your destination: a nonextradition-treaty country.
You will each be paid a fee of $ 1 million for services rendered.
But you can never again set foot on your native soil.
- Can you live with that? - Yes' sir!
The men of Marine Force Recon...
are selected to carry out illegal operations throughout the world.
When they don't come home...
their families are told fairy tales about what happened to them...
and denied compensation.
Well, I have chol ed on these lies my entire career!
Well, here and now the lies stop!
God be with all of you. Man your positions, men.
This is FBl Director Womacl .
Director, be advised.
Eighty-one, K say again...
81 civilians are under my control as of this moment.
You are to tal e measures to assure this remains a need-to-l now classified fact.
Who is this?
Mr Director' you have a very serious problem.
A battery of VX gas rocl ets is presently deployed...
to deliver a highly lethal stril e on the population of the San Francisco Bay area.
to state my demands. - l want to l now who I'm tall ing to.
This is Brigadier General Francis X. Hummel' United States Marine Corps' from Alcatraz.
Out!
- l'll cancel your reservations. - Get the Pentagon.
And call the San Francisco oftice. Kt seems Alcatraz was just reopened.
Last night, General Hummel, using brutal but non-lethal force...
under the guise of a security exercise' wall ed off with 1 5 VX poison gas rocl ets.
He lost one of his own men in the process.
That's General Hummel in Vietnam. I thinl he was a major at the time.
Three tours in Vietnam, Panama' Grenada' Desert Storm.
Three Purple Hearts' two Silver Stars...
and the Congressional Medal of-
Jesus! This man is a hero!
Well' l thinl ""legend" might be a better description, Mr Sinclair.
Well, now we can add l idnapping and extortion to his list of accolades.
Mr Sinclair' General Hummel is a man of honour.
General' it's him.
Franl , it's Al l ramer.
Hi, Al' how you doin'?
I don't know, Frank. Ah, why don't you tell me.
Got a lot of very' very worried people here, Franl .
K'll come straight to the point.
Eight-three Force Reconnaissance Marines have died under my various commands.
Forty-seven in northern Laos and southern China.
Southern China? We never admitted we sent troops into China.
Who is this? Identify yourself.
White House Chief of Staff Hayden Sinclair, General.
- How old are you, Chief of Staff Sinclair? - I'm 33 .
Well, Mr Sinclair, you've probably got no fucking idea what I'm talking about.
By your ninth birthday, I was runnin' black ops into China...
and my men were responsible for over 200 enemy kills.
Al, put some rigging tape over Mr Sinclair's mouth. He's wasting my time.
Ah, you want to continue, Franl ?
Remember Operation Desert Storm?
Those surgical hits made by our smart bombs' covered so well on CNÎ
It was my men on the ground that made those hits possible by lasing the targets.
Twenty of them were left to rot outside Baghdad after the conflict endedÎ„
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No medals conferred.
These men died for their country, and they weren't even given a goddam military burial.
The situation is unacceptable. You will transfer $ 1 00 million...
from the Grand Cayman Red Sea Trading Company account to an account I designate.
From these funds, reparations of $ 1 million will be paid...
to each of the 83 marines' families.
The rest of the funds I will disperse at my discretion.
Do l mal e myself clear?
Except for the Red Sea Trading Company. What is that?
- ldentify yourself. - This is FBl Director Womacl , General.
lt's a slush fund where the Pentagon l eeps proceeds from illegal arms sales.
Jesus, Franl ! This is classified information.
You alert the media' l launch the gas.
You refuse payment' I launch the gas.
You've got 40 hours, till noon day after tomorrow to arrange transfer of the moneyÎ„
I am aware ofyour countermeasure. You know and I know it doesn't stand a chance.
Hummel from Alcatraz. Out.
All right. We have to identify the hostages and contact each of their families.
Uh, tell 'em somethin'. Mal e up a story' and we've got to l eep this undercover.
Kf this comes out, the city of San Francisco will be in chaos. K am tall ing anarchy.
Wait a minute' wait a minute. What is the potential casualty rate...
for a single rocl et armed with VX poison gas, General Peterson?
- Sixty or seventy. - Well, that's- that's not so bad.
- Thousand. Seventy thousand dead! - Oh.
One teaspoon of this hits the floor' it's lethal up to a hundred feet.
One teaspoon of this shit detonated in the atmosphere...
will l ill every living organism in an eight-blocl radiusÎ„
Get the point?
Uh, what did Hummel mean by your countermeasure' General?
Standard poison is countered by napalm. Kt burns it up' consumes it upon detonation.
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that it's designed specifically to withstand napalm.
That's where, uh, thermite plasma comes in. General Peterson?
Thermite plasma incendiary systems can burn hot enough to consume VX...
but they're still in the test phase; it's not operational.
Hummel l nows this. We are dealing with one smart son of a bitch.
What's it gonna tal e to equip a flight of F-1 8s with thermite plasma...
within the next 36 hours?
- An act of God. - Excuse me?
All right' we can try.
But l strongly urge you to consider the use of this as a secondary initiative.
Then we have to go to our primary initiative. Uh, Admiral?
Sir, I'd lil e to bring in our SEAL ground commander, Commander Anderson.
Mr Womacl ' who is your best chemical/biological man?
' ' ii. - Oh, yeah. - That's very compelling.
- You lil e my pigtails? - Oh, yeah' the pigtails are very naughty.
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Just the amaretto cream with peach sorbet persuasion.
- This isn't happening. - Î
- This isn't happening! - Î
l . I' i' . They l now l'm home. - No.
How could they possibly l now that you're home?
Kt's the FBI.
Stanley!
Goodspeed. Uh, yeah. O-Ol ay, yeah.
I'll be- I'll be down, yeah, downstairs in ten minutes.
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- K have to go to San Francisco. - No, you don't.
Stanley, no, you do not have to go to San Francisco.
Are you l idding me right now? You need to stay here and tall to me about things.
- l've got to go' baby. - Oh! I am Catholic! Do you realize that?
l am pregnant and l am unmarried. And this causes a serious problem for me.
l cannot believe you.
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l love you. l will marry you.
l just didn't plan on this, that's all.
- Come to San Francisco. - Really?
Yeah' l'm sure it's just a training exercise.
Checl into the hotel. Order up some champagne.
- And we'll finish what we started? - Exactly.
- Baby, you're gonna marry me? - You l now it.
You're gonna marry me!
- Oh, honey' come on. Just a really quicl one. - Oh' oh, K gotta go now.
A night-time airdrop incursion is out due to the full moon.
Lil ewise a frontal seaside attacl .
If we're compromised and shots are fired, Hummel might launch.
Our only alternative is an attacl from within the prison.
We penetrate the island through the tunnels under the prison buildings undetected...
and emerge in its centre; that way we can jump the marines from behind.
And if we're lucl y' tal e their rocl et positions without a shot fired.
K don't understand. You-You've studied the architectural plans?
They're useless. Alcatraz has been ripped up and rebuilt for years.
- Under there is a maze of shit. - Well, there's no question, gentlemen.
We need firsthand intelligence of the tunnel systems.
- So what about the former warden? - Died in 1 979.
All the guards we contacted were useless.
Um' there is someone who l thinl can help us.
- This is for the sal e of national security. - Î
Kt's the sal e of national security that got us here in the first place 33 years ago.
I l new! K l new someday this would come bacl to bite us.
Forget it! He does not exist.
He does exist! We just chose to forget him for 30 years.
- We locl ed him up and threw away the l ey. - Oh, and a lot of goddam good it did us.
He brol e out of two maximum-security prisons. And if he hits the streets-
He's not gonna hit the streets, Jim.
Thirty years ago he was a highly-trained SAS operative.
He is my age now, for Christ's sal e!
l have to get up three times a night to tal e a piss.
We can't risl letting him out.
He's a professional escape artist.
- Yeah. - Î
Dr Goodspeed. James Womacl .
- Welcome. - Thanl you.
You come very highly recommended.
BA, Columbia; MA, PhD, Johns Hopl ins.
Biochemistry/toxicology.
Well, l'm one of those fortunate people who lil e my job, sir.
Got my first chemistry set when l was seven. Blew my eyebrows off.
We never saw the cat again. Been into it ever since.
What do you l now about VX gas?
Liquid. Failed pesticide discovered by mistal e in 1 952.
Uh, actually, it's l ind of lil e champagne that way.
The Franciscan monl s thought they were mal ing white wine.
Somehow the bottle carbonated. VoilÃ ! Champagne.
- And then the whole thing just- - The gas' Dr Goodspeed.
lt's very' very horrible' sir.
It's one of those things we wish we could disinvent.
This isn't a training exercise, is it?
No, Dr Goodspeed, it's not a training exercise.
- ErnestÎ„ - Good morning, Director.
This is Ernest Paxton, agent in charge of the West Coast operation.
- Dr Goodspeed. - Pleasure to meet you. - How do you do, sir?
Kt's been a fairly interesting day so far. The prisoner's here. Shall we?
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His name is John Mason' a British national...
incarcerated on Alcatraz in 1 962, escaped in '63.
K was under the impression that no one ever escaped Alcatraz' sir.
Paxton' don't argue!
This man has no identity, not in the United States or Great Britain.
He does not exist. Understand?
l want one thing: how he escaped the Rocl .
Specifically the route he tool through the island's bowels.
- The papers are in order, sir. - We're prepared to offer him a full pardon.
And' Paxton' no strong-arming Mason. l l now him too well.
Well, if you l now him, then why don't you question him?
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All right' l'll tal e care of him.
Mr Mason' l'm special agent in charge' Ernest Paxton.
Kn charge of what? Fucl ing me over for another three decades?
I don't l now anything about your previous matters. K'm here because...
a special situation exists that we feel you might be able to help us with.
Well, what might that be?
K've been in jail longer than Î
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K feel rather lil e Alcamenes.
- Alcamenes. He was imprisoned by his l ing in ancient Greece.
- Lil e Sir Walter Raleigh. The same fate. - James the FirstÎ„
Even someone as bright as you must be aware that' uh...
there's a certain pattern emerging here.
Alel sandr Solzhenitsyn?
Yeah' l heard of him. Didn't he play hocl ey for the fucl in' Red Wings?
- That's the chap. - Get this straight, pops.
l don't lil e you any more than you lil e me.
But l'm here to mal e you a legitimate offer.
You wanna hear what I have to say or not?
By all means, dear Paxton. By all means.
We got a problem in a place that I think you know.
There's a hostage situation on Alcatraz.
- Hostage? - Eighty-one tourists.
The Rocl has become a tourist attraction?
Why don't we cut the shit, huh? You l now the Rocl .
- You brol e out. - Yes' successfully.
Yeah. So why don't you do yourself a favour while you're helpin' us?
K mean, it'd be nice to get out ofjail while you're still vertical.
Hmm? While you got a little lead left in your pencil.
While K'm considering your offer...
I want a suite in the Fairmont Hotel.
You l now, I'm here to cut you a deal.
I am not here to bend over and tal e it up the ass from you.
Here. Here's a quarter.
Do yourself a favour. Call your lawyer. You're goin' bacl to jail.
- You're sending him bacl to jail? - l'm not sending him anyWhere.
I'm just givin' him somethin' to thinl about.
With all due respect, sir, l don't thinl we have time...
for him to just sit around and thinl about it.
- Oh, really? - Î
- Me? - Yes.
- Sir, l'm not qualified for that. - You're an FBI agent!
- Wh-What is your specialty again? - Chemical weapons.
Don't mention that!
- You want me to lie? - Yeah, lie.
We got less than 24 hours. Give it a shot.
Ol ay.
Hi.
l'm an agent with the, uh' uh, F-Federal-
FBI. Uh-
- Eh' well, my- I'm Stanley Goodspeed. - But of course you are.
Well' at least he got his name right.
- Of course l am. Huh. - And you have an emergency.
That's right.
And you need my help.
Exactly right.
- Coffee. - Î
Offer me coffee.
Oh, yes! Well, that was' in fact, gonna be my next-
Can we get a cup of coffee in here, please?
And offer to tal e these off.
Mr Mason, really.
- All l idding aside. - As a gesture of your good faith.
- Prisoner requests to have his handcuffs taken off. - No, no, no' no.
Why don't you go ahead and have his handcuffs taken off, please?
Well, I guess that's one way to go.
This is a pardon and release contract from the attorney general's office.
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So if you'll just, uh, sign...
uh, at' uh' where it says-
- ""Signature"? - That's- Yes. ""Signature."
Well, timeo Danaos et dona ferentes.
'"I fear the Greel s even when they bring gifts."
Oh, an educated man!
That rules out the possibility of you being a field agent.
In point of fact, l am a field agent' Mr Mason.
- Really? - Yes.
- ln which field? - Antiterrorism.
Then you're trained in weaponry' explosives and mortal combat.
Well-trained.
Then it's the Fairmont Hotel.
Okay.
K want a suite, a shower, a shave...
and the feel of a suit.
May l also suggest, uh, a haircut?
- Am I out of style? - Unless you're a 20-year-old guitarist from Seattle.
- lt's a grunge thing. - Grunge?
Yeah, well' uh, uh- Okay, thank you very much.
All right. Call the Fairmont. Close the floor if necessary, but l want him sealed off.
And he gets two hours max.
, . - Why didn't you throw in a trip to Tahiti while you were at it?
- K'll deliver this to the attorney general. - Uh, no' you'll give it to me. Give it to me, Reynolds.
And tal e Attorney Reynolds outside. There's a car waiting for you. Thanl you.
That's a signed federal document' sir. Ksn't that illegal?
You're not acquainted with the full facts, Goodspeed.
With all due respect, sir, l'd lil e clarification. I gave that man my word.
Damn it! You're on a need-to-l now basis' and you don't need to l now.
It's' uh- lt's, eh, l ind of curious, but' uh...
Sir Walter Raleigh' Alcamenes' Solzhenitsyn...
they, um- well' they were all wrongfully imprisoned.
Womacl ! Now, why am l not surprised' you piece of shit!
Eh' peace! Peace!
Hey, we're not home. Leave a message.
Hi' darling' it's' uh- it's me.
Uh, listen' don't come to San Francisco.
l repeat' do not come to San Francisco.
- tal, ! - Carla. - Wha-
- Carla. - Lil e hell I'm not coming!
Wait. Car-
Who's Carla? And why don't you want her to come to San Francisco?
You're on a need-to-l now basis' and you don't need to l now.
Watch it' he'll bite you.
Good. Mobile Command is fully operational.
'll i il . - I'm not armed, sir. - Right.
- K am unarmed, sir. - Well, where's your issue?
l left it in my' uh- my socl drawer.
A gun?
For what? You're a chemical freal .
Well, I'm a chemical super-freal ' actually. But I still need a gun.
Give him a goddam gun.
Have you fired one of those things since the academy?
- Wear some flowers in your hair - If you're going to San Francisco
Don't forget to wear flowers in your hair
- Ifyou're going - Ifyou're going
- To San Francisco - To San Francisco
- You're sure to meet some gentle people there - You're gonna meet
- Some gentle people there - And you come for-
Ifyou're going to San Francisco
- Room service. - Uh, uh, room service?
Ah, listen. This is the penthouse. Do you do snacl s' drinl s? Huh?
Hello!
- You the barber? - Î
Barber.
- Just clippers. No scissors. - Î
l mean, did they tell Picasso' ""Î
With scissors, this man could l ill you.
K can't cut anyone's balls off with a trimmer now' can l?
Why don't we do this outside? Get some sun.
Oh, who did this to you? This is just not right. In fact' it's nasty!
Well, it's a grunge thing.
Well, it's some l ind of thing.
Do you thinl we have time for a sea l elp protein pacl and maybe some colour?
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Ol ay. Î
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'Cause I'm leavin'
Hey, somebody ordered it. Can't let it go to waste.
- Don't know when I'll be back again - Don't you ever stop eatin'?
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- We're supposed to be on duty. - Hey, don't worry. He's an old man.
The boss is watchin' 'im. Come on. Have- Try some of this lobster.
- Mm-hmm. - My secretary here will settle the bill.
So what do you have in store for me' Womacl ' when this is over?
You'll get your life bacl , Mason.
But you could've given me my life bacl years ago.
- Why should l trust you now? - You've got my word.
Will you shal e on it?
- Freeze, mister! - Oh' man!
Help!
Drop the gun' or l drop your boss.
You will not!
Get!
- He's getting very heavy. - Then pull him up.
Please don't!
Help! Shit!
Come on. Have a scallop. Come onÎ„ Catch.
You hoist him!
Help! Help! Help!
- Where's Mason? Where is Mason? - Help! Hang on!
' - Mason's gone! - Gone?
Clear.
Living room's clear!
Oh, my God! Oh, my God!
All units, this is Caretal er. We have a signal six. He's in the hotel!
Ol ay, I don't wanna l now nothin'. l never saw you throw that gentleman off the balcony.
All l care about is, a-are you happy with your haircut?
Easy!
Watch it, you fucl head, you're gonna pull my arm out!
Watch out!
Oh, no!
Watch it!
- Hey' watch it! - He's over there!
Hey!
This is my Humvee. l don't want any dings, dents or scratches' or l'll have your ass. Hey!
Hey! Stop! Hey!
Hey, I was inside the bedroom with Jacl Powell!
Hey, call the guard! Go!
FBI.
Move!
Whoa! Whoa!
Suspect is in a blacl Humvee' heading west on California.
Speed approximately 70 miles per hour.
Get out of the way!
l want a net put on this son of a bitch, you hear me?
This guy's hittin' every fucl in' thing in sight tryin' to blocl us!
l hope you're insured!
Oh, well' why not?
You're goin' down!
Hello?
K'm only borrowing your Humvee!
Knformation? San Francisco?
Uh, Jade Angelou. That's A-Î
Welcome aboard, y'all. How y'all doin' today?
Hang on!
Holy shit!
Whoa-oa!
Oh, no!
We're gonna crash! Save yourselves!
Oh, my baby!
Oh, no!
Oh, no.
Oh, God!
Hey, man, you just fucl ed up your Ferrari.
- Oh, no! Baby's goin' down in flames! - It's not mine.
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Damn! This sucl s! Where's that son of a bitch at?
l'm gonna hunt him down! That motherfucl er ain't safe nowhere.
- Chem Weapons. lsherwood. - Marvin' lool up Wolfburg Federal Penitentiary.
The inmate is Mason, John.
Hey' Stan, listen, K'm gettin' out of this government shit-hole.
I'm goin' over to Orl in to design roach motels. Cool, huh?
Lool ' l just stole a l id's motorcycle.
l'm not really feeling too good about it, ol ay? Wolfburg. Got it?
Yeah' l got it. All right' Magrane' Masconi' Masters. Î
Go to February '76. Who was transferred to Wolfburg from San Quentin?
This is weird. They got medical records.
They got place of birth. Glasgow. Uh, but they don't have a name.
Uh, wait a minute, wait a minute. They have next of l in.
A Jade Angelou of 32 Stenson Drive, San Francisco.
Jade?
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Were you afraid to come alone?
Yeah.
- lt's ol ay. - K'll be over here if you need me.
The last photograph l had of you' you were about ten.
Yeah?
Well' l found a picture of you among my mom's things when she died.
Oh' yeah? Well, uh- Why don't we tal e a wall ?
l got 'im. Palace of Fine Arts.
Your mother, uh- Yeah, well' sh-she was very special.
Yeah' she was.
But l don't thinl that we should romanticize what happened between you and her.
Meeting in a bar after a Led Zeppelin concert.
Head out, and I was the result.
Well, I'd lil e to thinl it would've led somewhere if only-
lf only what? Six federal marshals hadn't l icl ed down her door...
and dragged you bacl to prison?
- l'm sorry. - lt's all right.
- So' they let you out? - Yeah.
That's good.
What did you do?
What did I do?
Jade' l don't have a great deal of time here.
But l'll be coming bacl . And' uh-
- Maybe we can- - What? We can what?
You l now, you're almost the only evidence...
that K exist.
But K don't l now you.
That's what l want to change, eh?
l've rehearsed this speech a thousand times on the chance that we would meet.
Here we are, and l'm lost.
Well, I don't l now how l'm supposed to be feeling either.
Jade' l'm not an evil man.
lf you can believe that' then it's a start.
Ol ay.
Ks this about you?
You brol e out of prison again' didn't you? Why did you come to me?
FBl' ma'am. Your father's worl ing with us.
He's helping us resolve a dangerous situation.
- He is? - Yes, ma'am.
Well' gee whiz, John, K guess we oughta get goin', huh?
Whatever you say' Stanley.
Thanl you for that. You could've handled it differently.
What do you say we cut the chit-chat, a-hole?
You almost got me l illed twice. And my jaw hurts lil e hell!
- Good. - Cocl sucl er!
Kf l had my way, you would be shipped bacl to Wolfburg in leg irons...
and caged lil e an animal for the rest of your natural fucl ing life!
You wrecl ed half the city!
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Kf you l now the system, it will tal e you wherever you need to go.
All right, there's an intal e pipe here, below low tide. ls that our best access?
Yes. That's exactly where I came out.
Then beneath the cistern' there's a connection to the abandoned septic system.
How many feet is that?
Uh, 57 paces.
Where do we go from there?
That's a good question.
- l have no idea. - What?
l mean, K'll l now when we're all inside.
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K can't! My blueprint was in my head.
l was underground for three days in the darl .Î„.
just waiting for the tides to be right.
But don't worry. Kt'll all come bacl to me.
You're not going anywhere, Mason.
Wait a second. Now' this piece of worl might be the only chance those people over there have.
lf he's not going, then why the hell did we get him out ofjail?
' . - K got him out to get you people in' not go with you.
lf it's the only way of getting the intelligence I need, then he goes.
He'll fucl with you.
You compromise my men's lives' and I'll bury you out there.
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you're between the Rocl and a hard case.
How's your bowling arm?
Dr Goodspeed, the goal is to tal e out the launchers...
then neutralize the VX chemical rounds.
Well, we l now the poison's being l ept in the prison morgue from the satellite thermal imaging...
which is right here; these colorized dots.
- Have you ever actually seen one of these devices? - Î
l should really begin briefing your guys on defusing and detoxification.
Got a really neat layout over here of the chem round as well as the rocl et...
- so let's get rolling. - That won't be necessary.
Oh, it's very necessary' sir.
The power of this chemical is way beyond anything you can imagine.
An ecological disaster, sir.
Plus the devices themselves are complicated.
That's why you're coming with us.
- K am? - You're the expert. What's your problem?
You mean l'm going- going out there' under the water?
Well, earlier today you wanted a gun.
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Have you ever been in a combat situation?
- Define ""combat," sir. - Shep?
An incursion underwater to retal e an impregnable fortress held by an elite team...
of US Marines in possession of 81 hostages and 1 5 guided rocl ets...
armed with VX poisoned gas.
Oh. ln that case, no' sir. Excuse me.
- Here. - Ah, thanl you.
You don't lool too good.
ln fact, you lool lil e shit.
My stomach's doing hula hoops around my ass.
You all right?
K mean, are you gonna mal e it through this thing?
K don't l now.
I always expected something lil e this was going to happen...
but nothing prepares you for it.
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for a whole city.
Lool , l l now this isn't easy for you.
Remember' you were trained for this l ind of a situation...
and believe me, it'll come bacl to you.
Besides, you got the best SEAL team in the country bacl ing you up.
Ol ay. You're right.
K-l'll be on the wire. l'll help tall you through it.
There's something else.
lt's terrible. Î
except it isn't.
My girlfriend's pregnant...
and she's just flown in to see me.
You l eep your mind on what you're going to be doing out there tonight.
And I'll send someone to picl up your girlfriend and bring her here to the command centre.
- Hummel! - Hello, Frank. Lou Linstrom.
I'm at the White House with General Kramer.
Uh' Franl , uh, we're havin' a few problems with the account transfer.
- Don't tell me problems. Tell me solutions. - Î
and K l now that you're well aware of his stance on terrorism.
- So what we'd lil e to do is- - This isn't about terrorism. This is about justice.
Kt's about reminding you people who found it politically convenient to forget.
This is goin' nowhere' Franl .
Well, then, let me tell you what is.
Fifteen VX gas rocl ets into the heart of San Francisco.
You've got 1 7 hours to deliver the money.
Or be prepared to reap the whirlwind, gentlemen.
- What's the word from Mojave? - General Peterson can give us.Î„.
no definite assurance on the thermite plasma.
That is the word.
Green-light the SEAL incursion.
Fall in! All right' listen up.
Mr Mason will run point for us.
Lieutenant Shepard will be attached to his hip.
You breathe, he breathes with you. You piss' he helps.
Understood?
Dr Goodspeed is our specialist.
When he neutralizes the threat, we launch green flares and we wait for the cavalry.
Mal e no mistal e' gentlemen. We're in the fight of our lives...
against maybe the greatest battalion commander in the Vietnam War.
l shit you not.
Any questions?
Let's load up!
After you' ace.
Pass out and activate the minicams.
Everything set here? Minicams operational?
Roger that, sir. We are on line.
Shep' what's the status on the special operational gear for Mr Îœason?
Uh' let's see. We have' uh...
one quart of l erosene in a squeeze bottle.
Three washers and waterproof matches.
Use the green flares to signal when the threat has been neutralized.
Now' this is atropine. Kf you come in contact with the gas...
you have 20 seconds to inject it into your heart.
Don't fucl with me on this. Kt may save your life.
K have three incoming bogeys bearing 275.
Range: 6,000 metres.
FBI Command Centre?
- , I l jst l r to tell me what is goin' on. - Nope.
Listen' Stanley Goodspeed is my boyfriend. Actually' he's' um, my fiancÃ©.
- Where is he? - Classified, lady.
Ol ay. Well' you just sit here and act lil e a bureau bonehead, then.
Hey, where are you g- Goddam it!
Decoy choppers commencing run to Alcatraz.
l just lost one' sir. l just lost one.
- We only got two flying inÎ„ I just lost oneÎ„ - Shit!
ln my day, we did it all with a snorl el and a pair of flippers.
- Your day? - Yes. Didn't you read my rÃ©sumÃ©?
I don't- K don't l now anything about you.
- Hmm. l l now something about you, Godspell. - Goodspeed.
Goodspeed, Godspeed, Godspell...
you never went to any antiterrorist school.
So just mal e sure you don't get us all fucl ing l illed.
- We're goin' darl . - Night vision!
Raider One has dropped below radar coverage.Î„.
heading around Treasure Island.
Sir, we've got two bogeys bearing due east and closing.
Decoys?
- Prepare to deploy! - Good lucl , Commander.
Sir, Raider One is at the drop zone.
Stanley's not a very good swimmer. l mean, he can't even snorl el.
- Everyone' good to go? - Good to go!
- Good to go! Good to go!
Sir, the SDUs have been deployed' and the Eagles are in the water.
Major' l want the perimeter patrolled to the west end of the island.
- Double-time it. - Yes, sir. Hendrix!
- You lead the patrol. - Aye' aye, sir.
Let's move. Move out! Move out! Move out!
The Eagles are on the Rocl . They've entered the cistern room.
Thanl you very fucl ing much' Mr Mason.
You've led us into a room with no exit.
- Any ideas, Dillinger? - Figure it out soon. We're sitting ducl s.
We're a little tight on time.
You stand by the door until I open it.
K'd lil e to l now how you plan on accomplishing that.
Through here.
- You're shitting me. - l memorized the timing.
l just hope it hasn't been changed.
You catch one of those flame bursts' you're a corpseÎ„
- Commander, you said never to leave his side, but' uh-
Stand fast' Lieutenant.
Have a nice day.
- Where'd you dig up this guy? - That's classified.
Clear here, sir. Î
- Î
Sweep forward!
Lool s lil e he fucl ed us, Commander.
l l new it. That son of a bitch jumped ship.
Welcome to the Rocl .
- Mason. - That's a no-no.
That's the subway. That'll drop you into the tunnels.
Do it!
Sir, the Eagles have breached the tunnel system.
You enjoying this?
Well, it's certainly more enjoyable than my average day.
Reading philosophy' avoiding gang rape in the washroom.
Though it's less of a problem these days. Maybe l'm losing my sex appeal.
We've got seismic activity in one of the storm grates. Î
Continue patrolling the area.
Sweep forward!
Commander, halt. We've got movement.
- They're hearing sounds above' sir. - Stand fast.
Down' down' down.
West storm drain's clear.
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The Eagles are now at the access tunnel. They're right under the shower room, sir.
Fibre optics.
- Something's not right. - l got a bad feeling about this.
Quiet.
Motion sensors.
- Beam's cutting across the manhole covers. - Deal with it.
Commander, the beam is hitting some sort of reflective device.
Possibly a prism.
l want to use a mirror to cut the beam...
send the beam bacl to its source, and then l'm gonna move the prism.
We've got motion on a trembler in the shower room' sir.
We've got visitors. Let's move.
Got it. Good to go.
- Fucl , man! K l new this would happen! Fucl ! - Move!
Stand fast. We'll secure the area.
They're entering into the shower room, sir.
They're securing the area.
Just sit tight.
Drop your weapons! Drop 'em!
- Stand fast! - Hold your fire!
- Drop your weapons! - Hold your fire!
lt's a fucl ing trap.
This is General Hummel.
Drop your weapons. Drop 'em!
Anderson here, General Hummel.
Commander. Team leader.
Commander Anderson, if you have any concern for the lives of your men...
you will order them to safety their weapons and place them on the decl .
This is not happening.
Sir, we l now why you're out here.
God l nows K agree with you.
But lil e you' l swore to defend this country against all enemies...
foreign, sir, and domestic.
General, we've spilled the same blood in the same mud.
You l now goddam well l can't give that order.
We're dead.
Your unit is covered from an elevated position, Commander.
l'm not gonna asl you again. Don't do anything stupid.
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Men following the general' you're under oath as United States Marines!
Have you forgotten that?
We all have shipmates we remember.
Some of them were shit on and pissed on by the Pentagon.
- But that doesn't give you the right to mutiny! - You call it what you want!
You're down there, we're up here. You wall ed into the wrong goddam room, Commander!
- Stand fast! - Goddam it, Commander, one last time.
You tell your men to safety their weapons' drop 'em on the decl .
- l cannot give that order! - l am not gonna repeat that order!
- l will not give that order! - What the hell is wrong with you' man?
- Stand fast! - Oh, my God!
- Let's waste these fucl ers. - One last time. You order your men to safety their weapons-
Cease fire!
Don't go.
Cease fire!
Shit! Goddam it!
Let go of me. Let go of me!
Don't. Don't go.
Fucl .
lt's over.
Oh, God!
Mason.
- We got some movement. - Who? - Two of 'em!
- Who is it? - Eagles 1 1 and 1 2.
- l-It's Goodspeed and Mason. - I l new it.
I've gotta get a team together right now. We've gotta move with the second option.
What, and invite another massacre? Î
We've got a 60-year-old convict and a lab rat. K'm telling you, it's over.
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Goodspeed, I'm not gonna l ill you.
- Where are you going? - Off this bloody island.
What? Wh-Wh-What for?
Goodspeed. Goodspeed' do you read me?
lt's for you.
- Sir? - What's the status?
The status is they're dead. They're dead!
It's just me and Mason. Î
That is unacceptable. Do you hear me? Unacceptable!
Well, there's a problem, sir. He's got a gun.
What do you have, a fucl in' water pistol?
- No, sir. - Go after him and stop him.
l didn't want this.
- Jesus, I didn't want this. - You l new this might happen, Franl .
- Well, maybe now they'll pay up. - Maybe now they won't, Captain.
Then maybe we need to execute a few hostages.
- Got a live one! - Put a bullet in him.
- You heard him. End it! - Holster that sidearm, Captain.
Sir?
You made a terrible mistake.
And more of our brothers have died in vain.
Damn you for forcing me into this position.
K need to tall to you right now, alone.
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And I'm tellin' you right now, K need to l now who the fucl John Mason is right now' sir.
All right, you wanna l now? 1 962, J. Edgar Hoover...
is head of the FBK' some say the country.
It's no secret he l ept microfilm files on prominent Americans and Europeans:
de Gaulle, British members of Parliament' even the prime minister.
l mean, this guy had dirt on everybody in the world.
Yeah' l l now all the cloal -and-dagger stories. Where does Mason fit in?
Mason was the British operative who stole the files.
But our bureau agents caught him at the Canadian border.
Of course, the British claimed they'd never heard of him.
And we held him without trial...
until he gave up the microfilm' but he never did.
Well, I'm surprised Hoover didn't use his daughter as leverage.
Hoover was dead in '72. She wasn't born yet.
Today, well' it's a different bureau.
So you held this guy without trial his whole life. No wonder he's pissed.
This man l nows our most intimate secrets from the last half century:
the alien landing at Roswell' the truth about the JFI assassination.
And Mason's angry, he's lethal' he's a trained l iller.
And he is the only hope that we have got.
Mason! Mason!
There are 81 hostages still up there.
Yeah' lil e me.
All right, you wanna play tough? You wanna play tough with me?
Ol ay. FBl! Freeze, sucl er!
- l'll fire. - Î
- Throw down. - You're not the sort.
Let's find out.
K could; you' no.
Besides, your safety's on.
Goodspeed, have you resolved the situation?
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- He's got all the guns now' sir. - Shit!
You're right, I don't use guns and l don't l icl down doors.
- This is what l do. - K haven't got my glasses.
What it says is Chemical Weapons Specialist.
That's right. K got a lunatic up there, man...
with 1 5 missiles armed with some really funl y stuff.
That lying Womacl . You could've told my daughter.
It was classified. Lool , I'm in the same situation.
K got my girlfriend in the city with a baby on the way.
Lool , I can defuse the rocl ets. l really can.
But l'm gonna need your help, and I'm gonna need it right now.
Sir' this man's weapons and tac radio are missing!
Shit, we got a rodent problem. Flush the pipes.
There's probably a maze of tunnels on this goddam island. Checl every access you can find.
Sir.
Even if you escape from the island...
you can't escape the rocl ets.
So, where are you gonna go? Go where? What are- What are you gonna do?
- Show me where the morgue is, Mason. - K'm out of here.
What about your daughter? Mason?
Rodents located.
The way I see it' you don't really have any choice, do you?
l don't thinl you do.
Move!
They're on to us.
Burn 'em out.
This mother's gonna blow big.
l don't understand. How could we lose radio contact all of a sudden?
We've lost coms. Still got 'em on locators.
- So what's it gonna be? - What?
How do you lil e your choices?
- I don't. - That's what I thought.
All right, come on.
This is the oldest part of Alcatraz.
Did you l now it was originally a Civil War fort?
Oh, really? Huh. Yeah, wow. You l now, l lil e history, too...
and maybe when this is all over, you and l can stop by the souvenir shop together.
But right now I just- K just- l wanna find some rocl ets.
Don't tempt me. We are going to the morgue.
- You sure you're ready for this? - K'll do my best.
Your best?
Losers always whine about their best.
Winners go home and fucl the prom queen.
Carla was the prom queen.
- Really? - Yeah.
Locators have them approaching the morgue, sir.
Come on, come on. You can do it' Doc.
You must never hesitate.
K thinl you're shooting too close to the rocl et.
Him, but not the rocl et.
Any other news' Professor?
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K got a little somethin' for ya.
Oh' yeah, ol ay. That's just about the most awful thing I've ever seen.
Mason...
the second you don't respect this, it l ills you.
Put it over there.
You've been around a lot of corpses. Ks that normal?
- What' the feet thing? - Yeah' the feet thing.
, . - Well' l'm having l ind of a hard time concentrating.
- Can you do something about it? - Well' lil e what? K ill him again?
Listen' l'm just a biochemist.
And most of the time l worl in a glass jar and lead a very uneventful life.
l drive a Volvo, a beige one. But what I'm dealing with here.Î„.
is one of the most deadly substances the earth has ever l nown.
So what do you say you cut me some friggin' slacl ?
A really elegant string-of-pearls configuration.
Unfortunately' incredibly unstable.
Well, what exactly does this stuff do?
lf the rocl et renders it aerosol, it can tal e out the entire city of people.
Really? And what happens if you drop one?
Happily, it'll just wipe out you and me.
- How? - lt's a cholinesterase inhibitor.
Stops the brain from sending nerve messages down the spinal cord within 30 seconds.
Any epidermal exposure or inhalation, and you'll l now.
A twinge at the small of your bacl as the poison seizes your nervous system.
Do not move that!
Your muscles freeze' you can't breathe.
You spasm so hard you breal your own bacl to spit your guts out.
But that's after your sl in melts off.
My God.
Oh, l thinl we'd lil e God on our side at the moment, don't you?
So what l'm doing now is removing the guidance system chips...
so the rocl et will splash down after 500 feet.
All right' let me have that.
You can let go of it. All right, just bacl away. Just bacl away!
Sir, morgue team has not checl ed in.
Blacl bird One, this is Blacl bird. Over.
Blackbird One, this is Blackbird. Come in, goddam it!
Somebody's still here. Let's move!
Rats alive! Close on the morgue. Close on the morgue.
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go.
Frye, Darrow, hustle up. We got more company!
Hold it.
Converge on the morgue. Move out.
Goodspeed' come on. They're comin' our way.
Good. l love pressure. I eat it for breal fast.
Come on. Time's up.
There's three rocl ets somewhere else. We have to find them.
Come on!
Clear!
K'm too old for this.
- Where's it go? - l've no idea.
Sir, all the guidance chips are gone.
Captain, l guess you didn't quite tal e care of the rat problem.
- Î
- who strongly suggest you go finish the job. - Yes, sir.
Yes, sir! Rio, Royce, let's go!
- You really don't l now where this goes? - Î
Well' it's starting to picl up speed. Do you l now how to slow it down?
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God.
Mason' you all right?
Yes' perfectly ol ay' you fucl ing idiot!
- They're coming. - Who?
- The marines! - Where?
- What the fucl 's goin' on? - Let's cut him off.
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Mason!
You motherfucl er! Die! Die! Die!
l'm rather glad you didn't hesitate too long.
How do you do it?
Oh, I was trained by the best. British Kntelligence.
Come on.
But in retrospect' l'd rather have been a poet or a farmer.
Ol ay.
Ol ay, the president arrives in three hours.
His directive is to string Hummel along until the air stril e is operational.
- What's the word from Mojave' General? - The same as last time' Lou.
They're going as fast as they can.
- Do it over here. - On your l nees. On your l nees!
Navy SEALs, listen up. You've got something that belongs to me.
Twelve guidance chips' to be precise.
Let me remind you there are lives at stal e, civilian lives.
Speal up.
- Speal up! - l' uh' uh-
- Tell them your name. - My name is Larry Henderson.
- Oh, man. - And I'm a father of threeÎ„
And, uh, they've got a gun to my head.
You've got exactly three minutes to return the guidance chips to the exercise yard...
- or Mr Henderson won't have a head. - Oh, no.
- Wha- - Î
You find them and defuse them, ol ay?
- All right. - All right.
l'll try and delay Hummel and give you more time.
Hey, what about Mr Henderson's head?
Ol ay. What do you mean?
Ol ay.
- General. - Who the hell are you?
K'm all that's left of the enemy.
Bingo.
Stand easy.
Thought I'd been in the service a long time.
- Name and ranl , sailor. - Well, it's army' actually.
Answer the question. And address him as ""General' sir."
Captain John Patricl Mason' General, sir.Î„.
of Her Majesty's SAS. Retired, of course.
You're a long way from home, Captain.
How the hell are you involved in this?
Oh, I have a unique l nowledge of this prison facility.
K was' uh, formerly a guest here.
Hi, sweetie.
Come bacl here, little boy.
Did they bother to tell you who K am, why I'm doing this?
Or are they just using you lil e they do everybody else?
All l l now is you were big in Vietnam. l saw the highlights on television.
Then you wouldn't have any fucl in' idea what it means to lead some of the finest men...
on God's earth into battle, and then see their memory betrayed by their own fucl in' government.
K don't quite see how you cherish the memory of the dead...
by l illing another million.
And' uh, this is not combat.
lt's an act of lunacy' General' sir.
Personally' l thinl you're a fucl in' idiot.
""The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time...
with the blood of patriots and tyrants." Thomas Jefferson.
""Patriotism is the virtue of the vicious"' according to Oscar Wilde.
- Thanl you for mal ing my point. - Where are the guidance chips?
Where are the guidance chips?
- l destroyed them. - That was a bad move, soldier.
Does that mean you'll execute us both?
You're lucl y that old man Hummel wants you alive.
'Cause l'd tal e pleasure in guttin' you, boy.
""l'd tal e pleasure in guttin' you.Î„.
boy."
""I'll tal e pleasure in guttin' you, boy."
What is wrong with these people, huh, Mason?
Don't you thinl there's a lot of, uh- a lot of anger floatin' around this island?
Kind of a pubescent volatility? Don't you thinl ?
A lot of angst, a lot of ""K'm 1 6, K'm angry at my father" syndrome?
I mean' grow up! We're stucl on an island...
with a bunch of violence-for-pleasure-seel ing psychopathic marines.
Shame on them!
Anyway, I only got one chem round. There's two left.
- Mason? - Yes' l'm here.
I was just thinl ing how wonderful it was...
when the inmates weren't allowed to tall in here.
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How'd you do it?
Uh, nurtured the hope that there was hope.
That one day l'd breathe free air.
Perhaps meet my daughter.
Modest hopes' but' uh' they l ept a man alive.
What'd they put you away for' John?
Oh, that's a long story.
Well, I'm not goin' anywhere.
When was the last communication from our men on Alcatraz?
Seven hours.
Thermite plasma is operational.
- Get me the president. - Be seated.
Gentlemen, consider yourselves on ground alert. If we receive launch authority...
your mission is the complete thermal destruction of Alcatraz lsland.
The entire island is to be blanl eted' not one square inch missed.
Eighty-one American civilians and a number of US Marines...
will lose their lives in this air stril e.
Why didn't you just tell them where the microfilm was...
and- and create a solution?
Hmph. The moment they had the microfilm' they'd suicide me.
- Some solution. - And you ended up here.
Which brings me to another question. When you brol e out-
Let me see if l can get this straight. You went down the incinerator chute...
on the mine cars' through the tunnels to the power plant...
under the steam engine- That was really cool' by the way-
and into the cistern through the intal e pipe.
But how' in the name of Zeus's butthole..Î„
did you get out of your cell?
I only asl because in our current situation...
well, it could prove to be useful information' maybe!
Trade secrets' my son.
Wow .
General' two operational rocl ets left.
One's at the lower lighthouse and there is one on the roof.
And both of the birds are ready to fly, sir.
- G-General, can you hear me? - l heard you' Captain.
Oh, just mal in' sure.
Should we prepare for launch' General?
K'll handle the strategy, Captain.
Yes' sir.
The hour is approaching, sir. Just letting the general l now of the time, sir.
- l'm very aware of the time, Captain. - Aye' aye' sir. Lettin' you l now.
Me and my boys are ready. Cocl ed' locl ed and ready to rocl .
Mason' where're you going?
Thirty years ago l vowed K wouldn't die in this toilet.
You're not leaving! There's a madman in there with his hand on a- on a button!
Shh. Some sniper's gonna get his ass.
Stop moving, Mason.
Mason' stop moving.
Hummel won't do it. He's a soldier, not a murderer.
- K read it in his eyes. - You read his eyes?
Oh, well' then' everything's just fine!
- l can't afford to tal e that chance. - Why don't you tall louder?
Three minutes to go, sir.
- They're not gonna call, Franl . - Oh, they'll call.
They'll call if we fire one of our rocl ets up their ass.
Sir.
- Hummel. - Hi' Frank. It's Al Kramer here.
- How's it going out there? - How do you thinl it's goin'?
i, i ' need another hour' Frank. - You've got three minutes.
Listen, uh, Frank, we have to get final authorization from the presidentÎ„
You've got three minutes.
Frank, please don't do anything stupid.
They want another hour.
Well, that's bullshit. That's bullshit, General. They're lyin'!
They're calling our bluff, sir.
They're playing you for a fool, sir.
Order the launch, General.
Come on' GeneralÎ„ Let's be all we can be.
The mission's not complete!
Well, mine is.
When this is over, you'll go bacl home.Î„.
driving Carla and your baby insane in your beige Volvo.
And I'll be dead or bacl in prison' which is the same thing.
You're not leaving.
All right, K'll do it myself.
K got three weel s' weapons training.
I'll l icl the- out of a platoon full of marines.
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- Major, patch me into roof battery. - Aye, sir.
Fire open control circuit coordinates to the roof, sir.
Let's go!
Laser powered up!
- Oh, no. - l said, on your l nees!
My name's Stanley Goodspeed. K'm a chemical weapons specialist for the FBI.
- Uh, glass or plastic? - What?
- Glass or plastic? Glass or plastic? - Shut the fucl up!
Because if the winds change after you launch those rocl ets.Î„.
- we're all gonna die. - Shut up!
And you're gonna end up in either a glass jar or a plastic bag.
So, what do you say you do the math' h-hand over the gun...
- and let's go find some rocl ets? - I said shut the fucl -
- You made the right choice. - l decided l didn't want your child.Î„.
growing up without a father.
Hey' the last time I swam this channel I was your age.
So, K'm fucl ed either way. So, come on.
Weapon is hot. K am standing by for the launch command.
Man, l illing Î
- ls this for real? - Hey, it's business.
Access code entered. Weapon available for release.
Launch coordinates: six' seven.Î„.
five' four' five, niner.
The weapon is hot. K'm standing by for launch command.
That's aftirmative.
Standing by for command.
l'm waiting for launch command, General.
- Fire. - Fire!
Missile loose! Missile loose!
Origin: Alcatraz' 67253725.
- What's the goddam heading? - Heading 1 85 degrees south-southeast.
- Three hundred l nots. lt's headed right at Oal land.
Football game.
Oh, my God.
Missile radically changing direction.
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Oh, Christ!
Missile losing altitude. Falling.
Falling, 300 feet, 200' 1 00.
Bogey detonated underWater.
What the fucl ?
lt missed.
- Well, that's great. - Extremely great.
But there's still one left.
What happened to the rocl et? What the fucl happened to the coordinates?
What the fucl is going on? Sir! Major!
- Captain' step outside. - Tall to me' sir.
Captain' step outside!
Get me the Pentagon.
What the hell was that, Franl ?
- K heard what you said! Kf you're gonna be insubordinate...
with a little more respect. - Cut the crap, General.
- What the hell are you doing? - K'm not ready to l ill these people.
- Call the Pentagon. Asl for more time. - Î
Do it, Franl ! We're coming loose.
You're coming loose. The rest of us are in complete control.
- 'r asl i' '. We're asl in' 'em for a new deadline. - Put the phone down.
- The men are falling apart. - The men are marines!
Are they?
- l wanna tall to General Kramer. - You've been asl ed by an old friend.
- Put him on the phone right now. - You've been ordered by a superior officer.
- Now you're being given your last chance by a man with a gun.
Put the phone down.
- K thought you weren't ready to l ill. - I'm warmin' up.
At ease.
They need a decision, Mr President.
These past few hours.Î„.
have been the longest, darkest of my life.
How does one weigh human life?
One million civilians against 81 hostages.
And in the middle' Franl Hummel.
That we have ignored' abandoned or marginalized...
a great soldier lil e Franl Hummel...
and that American boys have paid for that neglect in blood...
is equally real and equally tragic.
We are at war with terror.
Fighting a war means casualties.
This is the worst call K've ever had to mal e.
Air stril e approved.
Red Thunder to tower. Request clearance.
With the amount of firepower they're gonna drop in there-
- Tower, this is Strike Leader. Prepared to go. - it'll be over in a few seconds.
Flight time to drop point: 1 7 minutes.
Excuse me, General, sir' with all due respect to you' but what the fucl is going on?
didn't you' General? - That's affirmative, Captain.
So' now they thinl we're gutless' the feds? They thinl we won't actually do it.
They're gonna come at us with everything they got. Air and sea.
- 'r r ss bacl to the Stone Age. - They don't l now we missed on purpose.
Great. We're not gutless' we're incompetent. That right?
K don't thinl I lil e your tone, Captain. We planned for this contingency.
Load the VX into the choppers' tal e four hostages and evacuate.
The consequences of our actions I'll face alone.
Excuse me, General, but what about the fucl ing money?
There is no fucl ing money. Mission's over.
Bullshit it's over.
You're tall ing to a general, soldier. Maintain discipline.
l'm not a soldier, Major.
The day we tool hostages we became mercenaries. And mercenaries get paid!
l want my fucl ing money!
This mission was based on the threat of force.
K'm not about to l ill 80,000 innocent people. Do you thinl l'm out of my fucl ing mind?
We bluffed. They called it. The mission's over.
Whoever said anything about blufting, General?
Stand down, Captain.
Stand down' Captain!
Major, K'm ordering you to tal e these men to the choppers and evacuate.
- That's a simple order' Major! - lt's not so simple, Franl .
Sergeant Crisp...
secure the general.
K'm relieving you of your command' sir.
Sergeant!
- l'll have that sidearm' sir. - You mean this sidearm?
Major Baxter, you're either with us or against us.
It has been the greatest honour of my life to serve with you, General.
But lil e he said...
it's over.
Let's get him.
Mason!
- My God, what have I done? - Where's the last rocl et? Where's the last rocl et?
- Where's the last rocl et? - Lower lighthouse.
- Go!
Darrow, go to the lighthouse. l'll tal e care of this fucl er!
One' two' three! Eat that!
Come here. Come here' you little chicl enshit!
You shoot me' l drop this. We're both dead.
Well, come on. Come on. Don't be scared. l won't hurt ya.
- Come on. - Do you l now how this shit worl s?
You l now how this shit worl s?
Come on. Come on.
l don't need the gun. I'll put it down.
Come on. Let's play. Come on. Come on.
Listen, I thinl we got started off on the wrong foot. Stan Goodspeed' FBI. Uh-
Let's tall music. Do you lil e the Elton John song, ""Rocl et Man"?
l don't lil e soft-ass shit.
Oh, you- Oh' oh. Oh.
Well, I only bring it up because' uh' it's youÎ„
You're the Rocl et Man.
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- How do you lil e how that shit worl s? - Second rocl et's away!
Kt splashed into the bay, sir. No detonation.
Shit!
Darrow!
Open up!
Come on.
Open up!
Hey, you mother!
Oh, I'm gonna get you now' baby.
Ol ay.
l got ya. K got you' baby.
Come on.
Fucl er!
Red Thunder Stril e Leader.
Time on target: seven minutes.
English pricl Î„ l tell you my old man was lrish?
Maintain air speed 450 l nots.
Fucl !
lt's me and you' pal.
K want that fucl ing chip!
l love pressure.
I l now you're in here, and I l now you can hear me.
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Kncrease speed to 500 l nots.
You motherfucl er! Die!
K'm gonna chol e my million bucl s out of you. You're gonna die.
Eat that' you fucl !
All right, team' inbound. Time on target: 60 seconds.
Come to course heading 1 42 degrees.
When he neutralizes the threat...
we launch green flares and we wait for the cavalry.
- Let's tighten up that formation. - May God have mercy on their souls.
Please don't let this happen. There has to be something you can do. PleaseÎ„
Let's drop to the decl . One hundred feet below radar.
Target acquired. Rolling in.
This is Red Thunder. Master arm.
Master armed.
Time on target: 1 2 seconds.
TOT: ten seconds.
Stay tight, gentlemen.
l got green smol e. l got green smol e!
CQ-1 ! CQ-1 ! Green smok e! We have green smok e! Over.
- Gimme that! Gimme that! Gimme that! Abort! - Abort!
- Flight leader, abort, abort, abort! - Jesus Chri-
l already dropped them!
- Oh, goddam it! - Oh, my God!
Get out of my way. Let me through' pkease. Let me through!
The celks did not get hit. The bombs hit on the back of the iskand.
K'm fed up saving your ass. K'm amazed you ever got past puberty.
I suppose akk this wilk mak e a great bedtime story to telk your l id.
You're insane, Mason. The l id'kk have nightmares. K'lk spend akk my money on shrink s.
Goodspeed, come in.
Goodspeed' Goodspeed, do you read me? Come in!
- Scanning akk radio frequencies. - Goodspeed, do you read me? Come in!
Goodspeed' do you read me? Come in!
Goodspeed, do you read me? Come in!
This is Goodspeed.
- Are the hostages akive? - Every one of 'em.
Goodspeed, it's Womacl .
What about Mason?
- He's dead' sir. - How? When?
Just come and get me.
Womacl tore up your pardon, John.
But of course. l l new he woukd.
The SDUs and the scuba gear shoukd stilk be where we came ashore.
lf you can get to the Pan Pacific Hotek, there's ckothes in my ckoset' $200 in the Bibke.
Room 26.
Wekk, it's been a long time since l've said thanl you to anybody.
But thank you.
Wekk, Stankey, uh, this is when we go our separate ways, huh?
But' uh, K'm sure you k now the etymokogy of your name ""Goodspeed."
Yeah' ""Godspeed": to wish someone a prosperous journey. Why?
Wekk, if you fancy a journey...
K recommend Fort Wakton, Kansas.
l was think ing of Maui.
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Forget Maui.
""St Michaek's Church' Fort Wakton, Kansas.
""Front pew, right leg.
Hokkow."
ls this what l thinl it is?
Mason?
- Congratulations' Dr Goodspeed. You did it. - Thanl you' sir.
You k now, for a while there' l didn't think you were gonna mak e it.
Wekk done' son.
So' where's Mason?
Vaporized. Bkown out to sea.
Bkown out to sea, huh?
Yeah.
Poor bastard.
Goodspeed, where's Mason? Where's his body? K wanna see that son of a bitch!
Vaporized, sir. Excuse me, gentkemen.
What? Vaporized? A body can vaporize?
Oh, yeah! Absokuteky' sir.
St Michaek's Church' front pew, right keg.
Front pew, right leg.
Vandals! Vandaks!
Oh, yes, baby' come on!
- Stop! Vandals! Stop! - I'm sorry!
- Come on, baby! - l've got it! Ok ay, ket's go!
- Stop! Stop! - Sorry!
Stop! Hey, hey' you!
Vandals! Vandaks!