Java, Indonesia
The fourth largest (populous) nation in the world...
with the most Muslim inhabitants on Earth.
Americans. Coca Cola. You like?
- John Jason Wilde. - Jake.
My friends call me Jake.
Mr Wilde, I'm Lieutenant Hashim.
Detachment 88th.
You have heard of us in America.
We're not all...
terrorists.
Begin!
- I was there maybe an hour - Allahu akbar.
Wait! Begin with how you came to my country.
Look, I am a grad school TA,
on Anthology Program from Cornell University. Cornell. Ivy League. In America?
Here I do a pen on fucking Southeast Asian art history.
- A teaching assistant? - Yes.
Do you...
Do you lecture to your students with that language?
You should hear what they called me.
Lanjutkan.
Continue!
I flew in last week, and they invited me to this... party.
It's informal, in real life and place. Hawaiian shirt party.
Batik. It's called Batik.
- Batik? - Did you speak with anyone?
I don't know anyone here.
Hit on a pretty girl, so....
Our... Princess Diana.
You... were the last who speaks to the Sultana of Java,
before she died.
Yeah.
You now tell me every detail.
Wow! Those are beautiful.
- Excuse me? - The Diamonds.
Khmer Royal Treasury.
- Am I right? - You know the jewelry!
- And the beauty. - Sultana, your speech.
- A pleasure to meet you, Mister..? - Wilde.
- Call me Jake. - Mr. Jake.
So,
you just...
hit on her?
Awesome!
She was the prettiest girl at the party
That's where you start, and you work your way down-
Our Sultana is the-
Was...
the most favorite woman in my country.
You may go. Just fill out this witness report.
This "Bule" (White Person) wanted no contact with his embassy
I know.
There's no "Bule" will do such thing.
A "Bule" who knows about Majapahit (Java Kingdom)
But doesn't wear "Batik" at formal occasions
He's lying.
I know.
The General is waiting for you.
Yes, I know.
General, Sir!
English! Where have you been?
I'm sorry about that. Every witnesses must be...
I have been told that there are a dozen links
between this bombing and the Malaysian fanatic Faruq Al'Assan.
Faruq is far too politically sophisticated for this.
I need someone to spring up for the media.
In the absence of Faruq, you will do it!
I'll get your command and your providence to my superiors.
» A STRONG GOVERNMENT » FOR A BETTER JAVA
- Mas Jake! - Hey! Uh... Nita?
Yes.
Notes. For your safety.
- They killed her, do you know? - What?
She has been the first female Sultan.
So much from "Muslim hospitality"!
I am a Christian. "Bule".
Take the cuffs off him.
"Bule"?
Shit!
Literally, "stupid white person".
- But, it can be a term of endearment. - Yeah, right.
The bomber stood here, yes?
- Uh- - Think, Mr. Wilde!
Yeah. He stood there.
And the Sultana, she was here?
- Yeah, but- - But you could not see!
- Because of the screen? - Yeah.
And you, over here?
No. I was... up here.
You had clear view of the bomber! What did you see?
He held his hands up and shouted.
Mr Wilde, Allah gives you two eyes and a mouth,
so that you might see twice as much as you speak.
- So please, what did you see? - I've told you.
- I heard a scream, and then he blew the whole- - No!
What did... you see?
His hands were empty.
Someone else detonated the bomb.
Item you missed?
No doubt not part of your training in South East Asian studies.
- Art history. - Yes.
Whose is this?
The Sultana.
This is where you found the Sultana?
Indeed!
Oddly, that her body was blown toward the explosion.
One more stuff.
It's great you got the body.
Do you want to become our permanent guest here?
Perhaps, it is less painful for you to wait outside, Mr. Vizier.
Did you know...
it's a great sin in Islam to mark one own flesh?
And what's the Koran said about a woman pierce her clit?
Excuse me?
I see!
She's also had a nose job.
Implanted.
This isn't the Sultana.
- How can you know that? - Trust me! I know women.
Yes, you know beauty.
I met the lady.
It's time for us to leave.
Assalamu'alaykum. » Peace be with you.
Wa'alaykum salam. » And peace be with you.
- The Police... - Yeah, wait, wait.
Here, boy. You get it.
The detective returned to the site.
The "bule".
I think... English.
American.
You know him?
He's blond out his hair.
- Blue of his eyes, though. - This is not a game.
Of couse it is.
Mia, my friend.
Another enemy of Islam you had.
Look at you, I can't take you name left.
So who is the dead girl?
How do you eat that shit?
Ever hear of trans fats, gluten?
This is nasi goreng. Fried rice. Good for you.
- So where are we going? - There is no "we".
Come on, Hash. We can dash in here.
Americans. You are like children.
- Always think you are the "Rambo". - You know Rambo?
"I always thought the mind was the best defense."
- "Weapon"! - What?
"I always thought the mind was the best weapon."
See? That's why we make a good team.
- Please, trust me! - Humph! Yes, that's why you're sitting in the back.
Hashim? Hashim?
Allahu Akbar! » Allah is The Greatest!
Hashim!
Anton.
You saved my husband's life?
It's nothing, Mame! I'm Jake.
Mas Hashim.
Mas Jake will come to our house for breakfast.
- Thanks, Mame. But I.. I really should be getting back. -Yes. Your art students will miss you.
- So if we can do. - She's right.
- You take sugar? - No, mas.
It tastes good, mas.
Nasi goreng. Gluten free!
Tell us about your studies, Mas Jake.
"Mas" in Javanese means "brother."
Where you learn such good English?
Let's get ready now.
Vitria went to university, and grad school.
- You're lucky, man. - Indeed.
Buddy, Ade, you're done?
- See you later. - Yes.
In family, we don't shake hands.
Shows the... deeper affection.
Strange country.
- Another man can kiss your wife in public? - In fact, can not.
- Strange country! - Strange that you do not learn this in South East Asian study.
Art History.
I want to thank you.
It's nothing!
It was something.
This... shooting.
Did you learned it in Art History?
I was just lucky again!
Even here we have Internet, you know? Wi-Fi.
Vitria has found something that you might like to see.
- Here. - Hi, everyone. I'm John Jason Wilde.
Today, we will be discussing Ancient Javanese Art..
Your country lectures us about cooperation in the world on terror.
But since 9/11...
we have caught twice as many terrorists as you.
Mister "Not-So-Wild",...
Interpol showed your fingerprints at bomb site in Baghdad,
Kabul and Beirut.
EVIDENCE
I've been tracking this terrorist cell for the last two years.
I'm close, Hashim. Real close.
And no one at your FBI informed us agencies here.
They didn't trust you, people.
- Because we are Muslims? - Because when we talk to you,
we're not sure who we're talking to.
Indeed?
And because we are not allowed to operate outside US soil.
That's why you can't tell the Embassy. Or you're ruining two years of work.
- Nor can I take your story. - Look, Hash.
This is my case.
And this is my country.
What I should do now... is elevate you.
From bad witness to good suspect.
Are you crazy?
The general is a nationalist.
If he knew we're dealing with an American, a spy...
Jesus, Mary and Joseph!
God's will is great.
Hey, Travers.
- Did it come through? - Hold the horses, man.
What you got here, Jake? Tiger?
It's tattoo, from a victim.
I'll run it through the system. But I can't promise anything.
Yeah, yeah, yeah! We're even.
No, we're not. They're all over me to find you. They ask if I involved.
Will you... checking on it for me?
Yeah, I'll add it to the list.
One more thing. Don't kill the cops over there. It's fucking thing.
You know, they're old-day in their country. Semper fi, brother!
Semper fi.
We can not trust him, Brother.
He has information we don't have.
He saved you not because he liked you.
But because he needs you, Commander.
Better that way.
Trust me.
Commander, General wants to see you.
My American. He lives.
What "a puss in the boots" he is. Superb!
- Two of my men were killed! - Remarks it to Allah.
Yes. We will remember their sacrifice.
But who remembers you?
That boy will.
Defile all you touch!
Like you, I pick them out of the dirt.
I cleanse them and bring them into the light.
The cendrawasih. For 2,000 years they have been killed for their feathers.
I found her in New Guinea, not just poor,
the spoiled place on earth.
Me and my men would take no part of this anymore!
Go!
Don't play the innocent, Achmed.
You said, we would be fighting a holy war. Not this!
Go to bed with a snake,
don't be surprised when you are bitten.
You get what you wanted. Now you help me to get what I came for.
- Sir? - Where is your partner?
- Sergeant Anton is following a lead... - Oh no, your American partner.
- He's a valuable witness. I think he maybe- - No longer necessary.
- We got our man. - What? Who?
Faruq Al'Assan. We found him.
Faruq Al'Assan, this place is surrounded!
This is a command from the Central Police.
Surrender, right now!
CNN, BBC, Youtube.
Even Twitter.
You want to kill him?
Lieutenant Hashim.
Get back here!
Get back! Get back!
Faruq Al'Assan! You're under arrest!
Shoot!
Where is the Sultana, Faruq?
Sultana?
Hands up or I'll shoot!
Wait!
Wait, you don't have to do this.
Allahu Akhbar!
- Yeah. - We got something, brother.
That tiger isn't a tattoo. It's a brand.
Used by The Tongs.
Chinese?
This particular tiger brand is for their working gals.
Hookers?
Yeah, Tongs like to brand their best performers like price cattle.
Send them to Thailand for body sculpting,
ass, tits, face, turn them into like hooker royalty.
- Thanks, Jimbo. / - Semper Fi, brother.
- Hi, Mister. Bluray? DVD? - Uh... No, thanks.
No, no, no! Mister doesn't want them. Mister doesn't want them!
- Maybe later! - Twilight? Twilight?
Mister doesn't want Twilight. Go!
Mister, Mister. Let me introduce myself.
- I'm Andy. - Andi? - I know everything, I know everyone.
I'll show you. Come on!
- You want your girls, pretty girls? - Uh, not right now.
Oh, uh... Boy? Boy, boy, boy!
No, no one to fuck no boy!
- Hey, no boy for you, Mister? - Uh,...
Look, I'm... I'm looking for something.. special.
Oh, special!
Waria. You want Waria? Ya, come on!
- That... That means Tiger? - No!
Waria is very special, huh?
Lady boy. Very weird, Very pretty!
Come on! I know you love him.
Not my type. Definitely not my type! I don't think so.
Sir, what do you like? I'll find it.
Look.. uh...
Take this out, please.
I'm looking for something... like this.
- Tiger Ladies! - Yes, Tiger.
Tiger Ladies.
- Andi! - Uh, there he is! - This is for you.
Oh, sorry Sir. Muslim. Can not take it.
So where is the tiger ladies?
Second floor. Andi can not go.
Foreigners only! Here you go.
Thank you much.
Leave me! Shoo!
- Jihadist. - Still don't have it?
I want all of my money!
Fucking bastard!
I bet he's on his way to Pakistan now.
He's here.
Mr. Yoshiro is busy.
So am I.
- Leave me alone.. busy! - Arigato! (Thank you!)
Relax. I'm here to see her.
So let's blow a big deal for me.
- Money, uh... money! - Come on!
Fucking Bule! Always looking for girls.
There!
Come on, go on! Here we go!
A shy boy!
What is it made out of?
It's like the softest material I've ever heard. Never!
Is this silk? Or like lycra?
Like lycra. Lycra.. lycra lycra.
It sounds funny, doesn't it?
It feels very good.
You have to pay first, Mister.
See this?
It means you have to pay big, yeah?
Where'd you get that, babe?
- It's a gift. - You know a girl who has one on her thigh?
You do. Who's she?
Why?
Do you want to hug, fuck, honey? By lips?
- Look. - Come here! - Calm down!
I need you to tell me about a girl with a tiger brand on her thigh.
- What the fuck! - How do you know her?
She is my sister.
What? Is she your sister?
Just let me go!
- I'm going to kill you, come here! - Where the fuck is your sister now?
She is in Thailand, OK?
Thailand?
She got really good gig. A classy guy.
Rich.
Is the guy Arab?
- Europeans? Chinese? - No. - French? Americans? Russian? - No!
The Bule, all the same like you.
Psycho fuck, live her alive!
Achmed!
Where is Ling's money, you raghead motherfucker?
Where's my motherfucking girl?
There is no God but Allah. (la ilaha illallah)
They killed her, Ling. They blew her.
Now they killed her sister.
You killed my tiger ladies, Achmed?
You don't think Ling will come for you?
Police! Detachment 88!
Police? I'm on you, police.
- Who did you sell the girl to? - Fuck you!
Who did you sell the girl to?
No, no, no. There's another guy.
- The white guy. - What you gonna do, cop?
With him hit, rights?
Give me his fucking name. I'll kill this son of a bitch.
Malik. His name is Malik.
Where, Ling?
- Where can I find him, Ling? - Don't worry, cop...
He'll find you.
Guns away! Police!
To find beauty in a place like this where... where so much of tacky.
You see nothing.
To bathe is more intimated love.
You touch nothing.
Yeah.
Professional.
You're no body.
Vitria?
Ade? Budi?
Vitria?
Budi?
Hello?
Lieutenant Hashim. As-salaam alaykum.
- Who is this? - They tell me, you are a very reliable man.
The best in the Detachment 88th.
- Where is my family? - Can I rely on you, Lieutenant?
- Yes - Bien.. (Good)
I have Important business.
So when I finish, I will release your family
What the value if I took family for free for your friend?
Are we clear of that?
Yes, I understand.
Are we clear of that now?
Yes, absolutely!
- Hashim! Listen, you gotta... - They took my family.
If you're FBI, why are you handcuffed?
Why are these U.S. Marines outside this door?
I don't know. Super spy asses.
I was a Marines SP. A cop. Like you.
In Baghdad I ran MC details in a museum opening.
Jewels, art.
Go on.
There was a bombing.
Thirty six civilians killed. And one marine.
CIA brand down Al-Qaeda. But with Bin Laden dead, it's still few worries.
So I start watching in details.
More bombings, same pattern.
VIP events. Jewels, art.
- And? - They're not terrorists, Hash.
The Sultana had a 7 million dollar necklace on which she was killed.
Yes, It's in the evidence locker.
You checked if it's real?
They switch girls, Hash. And necklaces.
Before the bombing.
You gotta get me out of here!
We're cops, man!
We gotta stick together.
You're gonna trust your boss to find Vitria? The kids?
You're an officer in the Marines?
A Lieutenant. Like you.
Richard Travers.
- Look, will you? - Private First Class, USMC.
- You don't understand. - Yes, I do. You're a liar.
Mr. Not-Wilde.
- Lieutenant "Not-Jake". - Hashim.
You belong in prison here, where they give you a number, not a name.
I got a name for you.
The guy has your family,
- I know his name. - Tell me!
You need he give your family back? Get me out of here.
We both get what we want.
You must be Lieutenant Hashim.
Thanks for helping us to cover up.. fugitive.
- Fugitive ? - AWOL. (Absent Without Official Leave).
I got a warrant on him.
I'm sorry, Sir.
I need to speak with you, about politics.
Move this way.
Up!
Superb. For my clients.
The Chinese are the great lovers for royal things.
Who knows?
Maybe they will buy you.
Sultana?
Here they hid Sultana?
Did they hurt you and your children?
Jewel has the beauty while it's on her.
Perhaps because it... It slips away so quickly.
The policeman's wife. The children. This is not part of our deal.
You will be rewarded.
No, not your liberty fee.
Not good for you!
She loves the chocolate.
- We care nothing for money! - Yet, you seems to need so much of it for your jihad.
Jihad is not a license for desecration of innocence!
No, no.
Just a murder.
You have warned, Malik. You can not have the good wife, or the children.
I can have anything I want. Why you came here?
Captain, you gotta let me go. You know why.
That's why I'm taking you home, Jake.
For Christ's sake!
Get out! Ahh!
No!
This is your own choice.
He's all yours.
The name!
- Hash? - You promised me a name.
Lie to me again,
and I swear, I will send you back to America,
in a body bag.
Malik. He's American.
Or European.
Not even a Muslim.
When he said, "As-salamu alaykum",...
it's like respect.
Smile! It's street theater.
The General and I made the deal.
Americans can not know.
Now, the truth. All of it!
I will start from this. The bombing is just a distraction.
What a distraction!
- Very easy expressive! - Fuck ass!
It's not in a big bus, it's thing in public life.
It was like the fucking Abduls... Terrorists.
How does he get people to blow themselves up for him?
- He uses a remote detonation, right? - This guy leaves nothing to a chance.
- And you think Malik switched the Sultana with another woman? - I know he did.
Why? And how?
"How", I know.
"Why ", haven't figured out yet.
- I will. - We will !
Yes. Right!
- So where we headed? - It's time to speak to the Sultan.
Thank you for seeing us, Your Majesty.
You say it involved my daughter?
He didn't discuss her necklace.
Her necklace?
- I don't understand. You are...? - Travers, FBI, Kidnapping Squad.
So sorry, Your Highness. There are some details about the bombing, that...
- you- - The General told us... the matter has been resolved.
The killer has given himself to death.
But still, there are details. You were right next to her when the bomb went off.
Jake!
- How dare you? - I thank you, both of you.
For your concern.
Thank you, Sultan.
They were hiding something.
- And I feel up to that in lies! - Many people lie when they finish their interest.
But we had them by the balls. That's when you squeeze, partner...
Look!
No. No.
Suck up!
Haven't you gotten enough people killed? Huh?
Americans, always do are telling. Never listening!
Always fighting, never hearing!
Yeah! That's us. Violent country!
This... is not time for jokes.
My family's at stake.
From now on, we play by my rules.
Java rules.
How could this cage become damaged?
How come? Who will pay for it?
- Thank you. - That was sneaky Javanese karate?
Not karate, Pencak Silat.
The ancient martial art that prices cunning over strength.
Ouch, shit !
- And this is how we must act. - Uh!
Not like a bull in a chinese shop!
China shop! (Very, very clumsy!)
- Like dishes. - Why would a bull buy dishes?
- They told us jackshit in there. - They told us everything.
You were too busy talking...
- about the Vizier. Blah, blah, blah. - I was trying to figure out what they know.
And did you? Think, Jake!
Even the Sultana's body must be viewed by the next of kin.
- So the Sultan already knew? - That his daughter is alive?
Yes. So, tell me..
Mr. FBI-kidnapping-expert.
Why does the father of a kidnap victim refused to speak to the police?
Because kidnappers told him not to talk to the cops. While they wait for a ransom.
Aha. You see? Speak less, learn more!
Like the key respect, that the Sultan doesn't want to talk before the Vizier.
How do you know the Sultan wants to talk to us at all?
Because when I kissed his hand, he gave me this.
- Midnight? - At the aqueducts. Before that we need proof.
Bingo!
- Nice glitters! - Ain't gold. Glitters.
- Glisters? - Fake crystals!
My souvenir!
- Hey! - It's time to go.
Are we followed?
How that man know?
You listen and trust your instinct.
Why do my instinct tell me to trust you?
Because the man who has your daughter,... has my family.
Sir! We brought the necklace.
Can you tell if it's a fake?
I know it's a fake.
- Then why not say so? - My cousin, the Vizier. He wants the throne.
He has made a pact with this man.
This is about more than the necklace.
The jewelry is a part of a collection.
The Crown Jewels of Java.
How's the exchange gonna take place?
There will not be one, Mr. Travers.
Go! Go!
Go!
We gotta move out.
Call!
- Hashi! - I can not leave him here!
Okay! Where are the keys.
Can you trust Bule?
No.
What did you mean, there won't be an exchange?
I have ordered the Central Bank...
to send our treasures to Palace....
before dawn.
And my cousin has them...
everything is lost.
Hashim! Come on!
The Palace confirm that the victim is Sri Sultan The Tenth..
His body was found 2 hours ago.
The Sultan's heir, the Grand Vizier,
witnessed the crime which he said...
was instigated by foreign agent as a strike against Javanese Muslims.
Among the suspects is U.S. Marine Lieutenant Jake Travers...
Also wanted in the Sultan's murder...
Lieutenant Hashim of Detachment 88.
Both men are armed and considered dangerous.
It's fine if you want to cry, Sultana.
Not in this place.
There!
We were going to keep this guy.
Who are you, really?
- Jake? Richard? - We are doing this right now.
There's always time for truth. No more lies, Jake.
It hurts, man. He followed me everywhere, you know?
I played tight-in. He plays tight-in.
I dropped out of school. He dropped out.
I joined the Marines.
He comes all the way to Baghdad, to be like his big brother.
The marine who was lost...
in the bombing?
Yes.
They need homey to put me on the case, adopted counseling.
"Hey, we'll send you back state side,
"Placing your head on straight, till you get to go home and say,
"Hey, Mom! I know you don't want me to join up, because your great Richard might come."
"Now Richie's never coming home."
"You know, everything is good because I'm in counseling. So.."
"Fuck ass! You go after the bastards, who kill your motherfucking brother! And you say to him:.."
"Tell to him, motherfucker!" That's what you do."
Thank you.
I needed to know.
He did the shit already!
These men are innocent, like your brother.
We take what we need... and go.
- You got it. - Put on your seat belt.
- You fucking serious? - It's the law. 500 thousand rupiah as fine.
- You gotta be kidding me. - I am.
To relieve stress.
Hold on.
Do not move! Weapons drop!
- All right boys! - Faces down, hands up!
I said hands up!
Hashi?
Police! Detachment 88!
- I think they like different division. - They think we're stealing The Crown Jewels.
We are! We're not very good at it.
Door, open the door!
Get up!
Now, open the god damn door!
Jake! Jake, don't!
I said open the fucking door!
Get the hell out! Get down!
- Hash! - Yeah.
Go!
- You were going to kill that man! - No, that's safe be on.
Please, sir.
- Are you serious? - Don't even start.
Could you give us a moment, Sis?
This is a great hideout.
Besides, you had the easy part. Ugh!
I had about that, kiddo!
Your clothes. Disguise!
Thanks.
- How come? - Yes.
Better to dress like ex-marine who's wanted for murder.
Buddy, I now think as an ex-marine. Semper Fi! (Always loyal).
Peace be with you. Assalamu'alaykum, Haji.
Lieutenant Hashim.
Let's not pretend. You know what I am.
Listen up, asshole!
Let his family go, maybe we can make a deal with this whole cast.
Is that true what I hear, Travers, you have a failure brother.
Again, you don't know what I mean?
American technology, very good for striking terrorists.
Are you ok?
- Leave it! - I can't. My family!
It's no good when you're dead!
Get down, Hashim!
Shut up! Shut up!
Take it easy.
Where did they go? Come on, tell us!
Out, now!
Get up!
Hurry!
Anything can go here.
You'll be home soon.
You want to get us all killed? She's supposed to be dead!
Uh-huh! I just do a shot. They will be dead.
As soon as your men give the merchandise I bargained.
I've warned you! Get there!
Move!
I told you.
All out! Trust me! Come on! Quick!
Assalamu'alaykum, Haji. (Peace be upon you, Haji)
No!
My family!
Let's go!
Jake!
Look!
Keys.
You work... with American soldier?
- They bomb our children. - Yeah.
He too has lost family in this war.
And now he helps me to find mine.
Your family is still alive.
Until tonight.
Insya Allah. (God willing)
Malik will be at the festival.
Don't let Malik take your boy.
No need.
You must declare your faith.
Asyhadu alla ilaha illallah.. (I testify that there's no God other than Allah)
Asyhadu anna muhammadar rasulullah.. (I testify that Muhammad is the Messenger of Allah)
Can you do it or not?
Get back! Get back!
Here, I hope you have an explanation for this.
Where are they? Where are the jewels?
You make fools of themselves!
To help poor people, they were sold. We sold them years ago to feed our people.
Yes.
The only thing my father wouldn't sell.
That's necklace will feed Java for a year, but I see it all.
- Your shotgun is showing. - Shit!
Hey!
You all, get out. This is now my responsibility.
Get out! Get out!!
Check it out!
No witnesses.
Hey, there!
Hey, Jake!
No!
My Vizier...
The Chinese, they pay 2 million Euros for a tiger.
One million for a rhino.
What do you think they're paying for a princess?
Now give me a reason!
How about two?
Your choice.
Thoersi, Sastha!
You know who I am.
- Look, he killed Vizier. - Stay back!
Stay back!
Give me the knife!
- Protect her! - Give me the knife!
No! No!
Hash, you're OK?
Yeah.
The Sultana is alive!
Out of the way, fuck ass!
No!
No! Look out! No!
Move! Move! Move!
I'm here now.
You are a police.
Jake! Police! Move away! Police!
Move!
Come on, Jake! Move! Move! Move!
Apart! Apart!
Police, police! Get back, sir! Move away, sir!
Move it, bitch!
Get down! Get down!
Over here, this shotgun.
It's a poor choice, my friend. Like you, it lacks precision.
Hey!
They want necklace in my pocket.
It will buy my way out of this crazy place.
I have everything.
And now...
I have you.
What's wrong?
Did you run out of American as a tough guy insults, heh?
Jake, you want to call me "asshole"?
Hey, motherfucker!
You see? This friend of mine told me to talk less.
And listen more.
Well, cowboy. You'll listen!
Jake?
That's how you use the shotgun, motherfucker!
Jake! Jake!
You have promised me..
Sorry. I know you can't kiss on mouth on public.
- It's the law. - It is not.
Who told you that?
Oh! Almost forgot.
A little going-away present.
- You don't know what this means. - Yes, this... I do.
Hey, Jake.
How did you...
I figured your boss will have a price to spring these police jarheads.
Geopolitics, ex-World War II, in general.
The fake we stole from the morgue,...
and after we got Malik.
Well, you get the picture.
I gave the General a fake?
What can he do? Call the cops?
The best weapon, right?
Your brother would have been proud to you. I am proud.
Well, hopefully the court marshall sees it that way.
Good bye, Mas Jake.
See you, Hash.
VictorR from Subs by Wat De Faq and others.