"Right now, we're planning a raid on a house... which we know is being used to traffic... very large amounts of narcotics into the city." "Uh, ahem." "Just before dawn, several of the suspects were observed... moving several large boxes into the residence... which we have reason to believe contains cocaine." "Well, hopefully, after an intensive investigation... maybe all our hard work's about to pay off." "And that's a cut!" "Ahem!" "Hey, man, was that-- was that OK?" "Aw, it was good." "It was good." "Yeah, I know, but, I mean, you know... maybe I could do something just a little different." "Are you kidding?" "That was great!" "Wasn't that great?" "Yeah, man." "You were happening." "For real, dude." "You've done this before, haven't you?" "Uh, yeah." "Ahem." "To be perfectly honest with you... I did do just a little acting in high school." "See?" "See?" "I can always tell." "Born pro, man!" "Great job." "Whoo!" "Hey, man." "Bring that camera over here." "I'm the real star of this show." "Just look at this pretty face." "Check out this profile." "Shit, man. I'm the one who ought to be on television." "Ha ha ha!" "Hey." "Hey!" "Uh-oh." "That's enough of that crap." "We've got a job to do here." "Here we go." "How you doing?" "Listen up." "I don't mind this TV show... but I'm not going to let you turn this into a damn circus." "Listen, lieutenant, we've done a lot of these shows and" "Not with me you haven't." "Anything goes wrong, hit the ground and stay there." "You got it?" "Yeah." "Oh, yeah." "Yeah, we got it." "Good." "Ha ha!" "This dude's out of his hole." "All right, people." "It's time to go." "Let's do this." "All right, people." "You heard the man." "Let's go!" "Move it!" "Move it!" "Move it!" "This isn't a parade!" "Get in the truck!" "Move!" "Move!" "Move!" "Move!" "Go, go, go, go!" "Go to the rear!" "Go, go, go, go!" "Move, move, move!" "Move it!" "Secure the back!" "Secure the back!" "Watch the rear!" "Hit that son of a" "Go, go, go, go, go!" "Spread out!" "Move it!" "Move it!" "Steps." "Steps." "Steps." "OK, steps--got them." "Whoa." "Spread out right." "Watch the steps." "Check the stairs." "I can't see a thing." "Going up." "Move it." "Check left." "Check left." "Sergeant." "Nothing." "Johnson?" "Not a soul." "Walker?" "Same." "Nada." "Shit!" "How in the hell did we miss them?" "Looks like this bust is a bust, dude." "Shh." "All right, people, let's start tearing this place apart... and maybe we'll get lucky and find the dope." "I'm afraid that's not gonna happen." "Today just isn't your lucky day." "Look out!" "Scatter!" "Scatter!" "Ugh!" "Jesus." "Oh, my God!" "No!" "Uhh!" "Uhh!" "Uhh!" "Come on, Robby!" "Let's go!" "Let's move, dude!" "Go!" "917, can you hear?" "Shots fired!" "Shots fired!" "Send me backup!" "Send me every damn thing you got!" "All right, man?" "Yeah." "Aah!" "Uhh!" "Nothing personal." "Let's get to the van." "Are you getting this, man?" "You getting this?" "Oh, yeah." "Oh, yeah." "Aah!" "Aah!" "Whoa!" "This is better than LSD!" "Detonator." "Five seconds." "Move it." "Robby... we better get the hell out of here!" "We're here with a live report... in a suburb on the outskirts of New Orleans... where last night an intended drug raid by police... literally turned into a nightmare." "We've been informed that twelve officers were killed... and several others were wounded." "As you can see around me, it's total pandemonium here... as officials try to piece together the events of last night... which is surely one of the most terrible tragedies ever... ls he, like, going to be OK?" "I mean, is he really trashed or what, man?" "Come on!" "Don't worry, OK?" "There doesn't seem to be any serious injury." "We're gonna know more when we get him to the hospital." "Like, which one?" "General." "Robby." "Hey, man. I'm right here, man." "Just be cool, dude." "Be cool." "Shh." "Get the tape." "Yeah, but the police and everything..." "Just get it, Robby." "You mean, like, secret agent stuff?" "Names of those killed are being withheld at the present time." "Wait." "There's Chief Edwards." "Chief Edwards, can you give us any more information... on this terrible incident?" "Well, at this time... we don't really know much more about it than you do." "It seems obvious that this was an ambush... but I can't confirm that." "Now, one thing in our favor is there was a cameraman here... from the Rdd Light show, and we have the camera... so maybe we'll get lucky." "I don't know." "That's all I have at this time." "Thank you." "Thank you, chief." "How could this happen, Cooper?" "How could there be a TV camera there, and you not know it?" "How?" "Put this crap away, will you, sunshine?" "Come on!" "These things do happen." "They're part of the risk." "You want to talk about risk?" "The risk is we've got five of our own... rotting away in a South American jail... and there's a videotape floating around out there... that could blow this whole operation up in our faces... because you, Cooper, you whack a whole SWAT team!" "And all you had to do was walk away." "They got there before we could get out." "No witnesses--your orders." "Yeah, no witnesses-- just one television camera." "Relax." "If there's a tape out there, you'll get it tonight." "Relax?" "We're not talking... about a leg-bashing at an ice-skating rink!" "Get rid of him!" "Get rid of the tape!" "Try not to do it on the network news!" "Bad timing?" "No, no, no." "Come on in." "So...how do you like it?" "Nice." "Come here." "Here comes the bullshit." "What can you tell us about last night's ambush?" "No comment." "Come on, move it, move it!" "When will the names of the deceased officers be released?" "I said no comment." "is it true there was a cameraman on the scene?" "Give us a break, will you?" "They have a videotape?" "What can you tell us?" "Look." "Nobody knows nothing about no tape." "All right?" "I'm sure Chief Edwards-- he'll give you a statement when he's ready to, all right?" "What else can you tell us?" "Have a nice day." "Folks." "You're late, Kincade." "Where the hell you been?" "Fighting the damn mob outside." "Have you got it?" "Right here." "All right, y'all." "Showtime." "It's blank." "Looks like we go back to First Street, huh?" "You guys didn't bother to look at it?" "We were at the crime scene." "We came directly here." "W-w-we didn't have the time." "l--l told-- how come you didn't look at this before you brought it in?" "Knock it off!" "We got twelve young policemen lying in the morgue." "This piece of crap was supposed to show us who did it." "We can't let this get out..." "to anybody." "The more they think we got... the more likely they're going to make a move." "Kincade, Duke... I want you to get out there and get me somdthing-- anything!" "We'll do our best." "Do better!" "Damn it!" "Be better." ""Be better," he says... like we got a lot to go on." "You know what your problem is, Kincade?" "Oh, here goes." "You don't have any vision, see?" "You never think about the future." "Uh-huh." "Oh, oh." "The future?" "Yeah, the future." "Now, look, if we can pull this off... we're gonna be sitting on a big throne... just like King Edwards back there." "Duke!" "Let me tell you something." "We're gonna be sitting... in a roomful of suits-- them breathing fire down our throats... every time there's a crime in this damn city." "Only throne I want to sit on is the porcelain kind." "l told you you had no vision." "Shut up, Duke." ""Oh, shut up, Duke." "Shut up, Duke."" "That's all I ever get out of you." "You know what?" "You just don't want to listen." "Why do you think I'm not married?" "Ha ha ha!" "Well, that's exactly my point!" "Good morning." "Laura." "Wow!" "Where'd they find you-- on Gdndral Hospital?" "What's that?" "Nothing." "I just never thought I'd actually see... a beautiful nurse in a hospital." "How often do you go to hospitals looking?" "Oh, I used to go three, four times a week... but I'm down to about twice a month now." "Oh, glad you're making progress." "Ha ha!" "Thank you." "The doctor signed your walking papers." "Oh, beautiful." "Out of bed." "Oh, this is great." "I got a good-looking lady kicking me out of bed." "I'm sure it's not the first time." "Here." "You want to get dressed?" "Yeah." "Uh, do you think you could just..." "Turn around?" "Sure." "Thank you." "Excuse me." "Yes, doctors." "How can I help you?" "What room is Mr., um..." "William Knight?" "Oh, that's a busy room today." "Let me see." "South wing, room 3107." "Just take the elevator down the hall." "Thank you." "Any time." "Listen, do you think maybe we could go out for a drink sometime?" "I don't drink." "Oh." "Strike one." "How about dinner?" "l don't eat, either." "Really?" "Yeah, really." "OK." "Strike two." "Think there's a chance of maybe a phone number?" "Don't you have one?" "Ha ha!" "All right, I get it." "Strike three. I'm out." "Yeah, that you are." "You decent?" "Yeah." "In the chair." "Oh, no." "Mm-hmm." "It's hospital regulations." "Ahh..." "Fasten your seat belt, cowboy." "Yee-haw." "William Knight?" "Yeah." "Detectives Kincade and Duke-- Metro." "I'll take over from here, honey." "Hey, you guys." "Laura, what's your phone number?" "555-8856." "555-8856, 555-885-- you guys got a piece of paper, a pencil?" "Come on." "Help me out!" "This ain't Thd Dating Gamd, bubba." "Aw, come on!" "What's with you guys, man?" "I answered questions to the cops all night long." "And now you going to answer some more questions... about this." "Can I help you, doctors?" "Uh, yes." "We're looking for Mr. William Knight." "Oh, he just left with two police officers." "Police officers?" "Yes." "He's being released this afternoon." "Ah." "Thank you, nurse." "Guys, all I know is, what I shot is what I shot." "Then how come the tape is blank?" "l don't know." "is it possible it could have been erased somehow?" "Hey, in that confusion, anything's possible." "Possible the tapes could have got switched?" "I suppose." "Who would do such a thing?" "You're asking me, man?" "How the hell am I supposed to know?" "Ha ha!" "I think you do know." "Ha ha!" "Really?" "I think you switched the tapes." "Yeah. I think you plan to take it to the media... and sell it to the highest bidder-- make yourself famous." "Well, let me tell you something, stud." "If that's the case... and that tape ends up in somebody else's hands... before it ends up in my hands... whatever you got for it ain't going to be worth it." "I'll make sure of that personally." "Wait a minute." "is that a threat?" "Yeah." "Ha ha hee!" "Yeah." "There's my number." "Better use it." "Hope you get well soon, son." "Oh." "Thanks, pop." "What the hell am I doing?" "Jesus." "Jesus Christ!" "Ugh!" "Hey, man, what are you doing?" "Uhh!" "Uhh!" "Uhh!" "Aah!" "Aah!" "Uhh!" "Uhh!" "Well, never cared much for you boys anyhow." "Hey, kid." "Here." "Wrap this around your arm." "Let's get the hell out of here." "Well, come on, boy." "My truck's right over here." "Will you hurry up?" "The cops are coming." "Come on, kid." "Let's get out of Dodge." "Come on." "Hustle up." "Come on." "Ahh..." "What the hell's going on?" "I'd like to know before you kill me." "Kill you?" "Ha ha!" "Why would I want to kill you for?" "You're a little confused there, son." "I just saved your life." "Why?" "Who are those guys?" "You really want to know?" "Yeah." "Well, let's start at the beginning." "My name is Donovan. I work for the federal government-- division headquarters of the O.l.M. in Dallas." "They sent me over here to solve this little problem, see?" "O.l.M.?" "I never heard of that." "What's that?" "Office of internal Mediation." "Now, as I was saying... they sent me over here to solve this little problem" "The internal mediation" "You just going to keep interrupting me?" "I once had an ex-old lady kept interrupting me." "Boy, that really pissed me off." "Are you going to listen, or are you going to talk?" "Go ahead." "All right." "As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted... they sent me over here to New Orleans... to solve this little problem." "It seems the ClA-- they got a few boys that, well, they took it upon themselves... to form this, what you might call a clandestine operation." "Wait a minute." "cia?" "They're the ones selling dope?" "Killing cops?" "No, no, no." "Not the ClA." "You said cia." "No. I said some guys in the ClA." "You going to listen?" "All right." "Now, the guys in the ClA-- unbeknownst to the ClA-- they formed this little group." "You follow me so far?" "Yeah." "All right." "Now, they're selling dope to make money to buy weapons." "Then they're going to trade these weapons... for the release of a few of their fellow agents... who are being held hostage in this-- well, shall we say, this certain little Latin American country." "Well, leastwise, that's what we think they're doing." "Um, I got a question." "Yeah?" "Why are you telling md this?" "Because you got a videotape... that'll make it a whole lot easier for me to do my job." "l don't have any videotape." "Mm-hmm." "But if I did--which I don't-- but if I did, then what?" "Well, then I'd use that tape to solve my problem." "You see, I'd mediate between the establishment-- the ClA--and this... well, what you might call this rogue element." "Now, if I had that tape, it would give me just enough push... to be able to do it all nice and quiet-like-- get back to normal." "And that's it?" "Solve a little problem in the intelligence community?" "That's all you guys are concerned about?" "No crimes?" "No prosecution?" "Nothing like that?" "That's right." "That's what we do in the Office of internal Mediation." "You got a dozen dead cops... and you think you're gonna get things all back to normal... nice and quiet-like?" "You're crazier than the rest of them, Tex." "You'd be surprised how good I can do my job." "I bet you do, but I ain't going along for the ride." "Pull over." "I'll get out right here." "Can't do that, partner." "You know too much." "You told me." "It was because you asked." "Remember?" "Besides, the ancient philosophers in the Ottoman Empire... under Suleiman the Magnificent-- they had an expression that just about covers all this" ""Shit happens."" "Ha." "Yeah." "Yeah, it does." "Hey, quit!" "Where you going?" "Aw, dad-gum it!" "Hey, boy, what you doing?" "Get back in this truck." "No!" "Hey, do what I tell you to, huh?" "It's for your own good." "Now, come on." "Aah!" "He thinks I'm crazy." "Boy." "You got my money, dude?" "Of course I have your money, Robert." "The tape?" "It's in the bag." "How many copies have you made?" "Look, how many do I need... to get out of here without getting wasted?" "It's a bit nerve-racking working for both sides, isn't it?" "Spend it well." "That's it." "Take him." "Aah!" "Shit!" "Uhh!" "Aah!" "Aah!" "Plan B--move it." "Hey, buddy." "Excuse me." "Hey, help a guy out who's down on his luck, huh?" "Aw, please, buddy." "Sure, man." "I've been in your space before." "God bless you." "Cheap bastard." "Jesus." "Ah!" "Robby!" "It's me, man." "Where are you?" "Pick up!" "Pick up, man." "Listen, I don't know what's going on... but you got to get over here, man." "You can't believe what's happening." "These guys--l think we'd better just give it to them." "I think we'd better just give these guys" "Jesus Christ." "Robby!" "Robby!" "Hold on." "Robby!" "It's going to be OK." "It's going to be OK." "Come on." "Come on." "Come on, Robby." "Hang in there." "It's going to be OK." "Jesus." "Robby, what happened to you, man?" "It's going to be OK." "I'll check you out here." "Oh, my God!" "Let me call and get you some help, buddy." "What are you doing?" "Let me go." "What the hell is this?" "What?" "No, no, no, no." "Say it again." "Yeah?" "OK." "It's going to be all right, huh?" "It'll be all right." "Robby?" "Robby!" "Robby." "Yes. I'd like a number for Laura Bryant, please." "8856--that's it." "Thank you." "Oh, and an address, please." "Thank you." "All right, you guys, don't move!" "I said don't move!" "Now, who are you guys?" "Who sent you?" "Tell me, or I'll shoot you." "I'll shoot you both." "I swear to God I will." "Hey, Duke." "Yeah." "I got the low-down on your tape." "lt's never been used." "Say again?" "This tape has never been used." "It hadn't even been blacked." "What do you mean?" "Look, blacking is a process that puts an electromagnetic signal" "Hold on, hold on, hold on." "English, please." "English." "An electromagnetic signal is put on the tape... enabling you to record on the tape." "That's called blacking." "This tape has never been blacked." "It's never been used." "It's not been recorded on." "Get it?" "Yeah, but we took the tape right out of the deck at the crime scene." "Look, there's no way a professional put it there." "Somebody's pulling your chain." "Are you sure?" "I'm sure." "Quit messing with that tape." "Come on, we got work to do." "What's up?" "Guess where a body was found." "Where?" "Billy-boy Knight's house." "Aah!" "What are you doing in my house?" "Aah!" "We met at the hospital." "What the hell are you doing in my house?" "You gave me your phone number, you remember?" "Phone number?" "What, are you some kind of pervert or something?" "Huh?" "Get out!" "Aah!" "Listen to me, please." "Get out!" "Get out of my house!" "Aah!" "Listen!" "When I left the hospital, some people tried to kill me." "They shot me in my arm." "Look at that." "I've jumped off a bridge." "I've been in a car wreck." "My best friend died in my arms." "You expect me to believe that crock of shit?" "I'm telling you the truth." "I swear to God." "I got nowhere else to go." "You've been shot?" "Yeah." "OK, I'll take care of that arm... but you tell me everything that happened." "Get up." "OK." "Now, don't do anything stupid... because I'm keeping this tennis racket damn close." "Move." "Tape." "Good man." "Ha ha ha!" "Oh, shit." "Turn it off." "Will you shut up?" "Sorry. I just think it's so funny." "Shut up!" "Well, that's television for you, huh?" "Fifty channels, not a damn thing worth watching." "Crying shame, isn't it?" "Cooper...that ain't no way to greet a friend." "What the fuck are you doing here?" "Hey, Taft." "Ooh, a nice-looking filly." "What do you want?" "Oh, don't pay me no mind." "I just dropped by to let you boys know that I'm on the case." "Just came by to rattle your cages a little bit, you know?" "Secret agent kind of stuff." "We're not here." "We're not home." "We don't exist." "How much money will it take... to make you feel like a better American?" "How much?" "Yeah." "Taft, this ain't about money." "Well, I'll just let you watch your little old movie there... and I'll just mosey on down the line, huh?" "Oh, sweet thing... if you ever want to know what a real man feels like... you just give me a holler, huh?" "Well, I'll see you bad boys... real soon." "That son of a bitch knows everything." "He's bluffing." "He knows nothing." "You heard what he said." "He just wants us to do something stupid." "We've done a pretty good job of that already." "Why don't you find out what he knows and then kill him?" "And I'll take care of that cameraman myself, personally." "Baby, why don't you punch the tape back in?" "Ow!" "I surrender." "And so that's how I ended up here being used as a tennis ball." "You can't exactly blame me for that." "There." "That should do it." "You should really see a doctor." "Thanks." "You're in a lot of trouble." "Believe me, that's beginning to sink in." "I need a drink." "You want one?" "Yes." "Please." "Anything." "Here." "Oh, thanks." "is this your husband?" "No." "That's my brother." "Now what?" "I have no idea." "How do you call this one, Duke, huh?" "The guy came in and trashed the place." "Knight found him here and capped him." "How do you explain him dragging the body back up inside the house?" "They could've struggled before or after the shooting." "But either way, he'd want to get rid of the body." "No. lt don't seem right." "It seems a little too easy." "Maybe, maybe not... but one of the cops saw Knight leave here with a gun." "Hey, Kincade, it's for you." "Kincade here." "Hey, detective." "Sorry about the mess." "Can you recommend a good maid service?" "Where you at, boy?" "l want to talk... but I want your word that you won't take me in." "No can do." "Your word, or I hang up now." "All right, you got my word." "Where?" "Sammy's--quiet family place." "I think you'll like it." "Be there in 45 minutes." "Got it." "What?" "That phone call something I should know about?" "Just my girlfriend... asking me to bring home some butter." "All right." "Everybody, out." "Clear the room." "Now!" "Nope!" "You two stay put." "This is Mr. Taft" "Deputy Director cia Operations, southern hemisphere." "What's this all about?" "Listen, I'm gonna be real brief." "I'm gonna get right to the point." "I'm not going to repeat myself, and there are no questions." "We believe that the man responsible for last night's situation... was an ex-operative." "His name is Cooper." "For reasons of national security... we want him back dead or alive... and then we'll deliver him over to you for prosecution." "We also want the videotape." "You buying this crap?" "He has no choice." "Neither do you." "Oh, I see." "You know what, Mr. cia?" "What?" "You can kiss my ass." "Come on, Duke." "Kincade, Duke, get back here!" "Chief, I would assume... a man with your aspirations of running for mayor... would exercise authority over his men... in a situation such as this." "And the other thing I've learned in life... is that when you rear your head in the public arena... you need a lot of friends." "You have to know who they are." ".. I once walked in this wasteland .." ".. But I'd been caught in a maze .." ".. I only needed a summer love .." ".. All I see is a haze .." ".. I've been searching for water .." ".. But all I find is sand .." ".. What the hell happened to me?" ".." ".. I just can't understand .." ".. People say it's a dream .." ".. But I know it's a lie .." ".. Turn away when I scream .." ".. Your love dynamite .." ".. You keep climbing a mountain .." "He got good taste." "No kidding." ".. lt's when they turn on the spotlight .." ".. That's when they threw on the fire .." ".. They want the people who love me .." ".. Who want to see my soul sing .." ".. Didn't want the people who hate me .." ".. No matter... .." "You're late." "It's not every day you get chewed out by the ClA." "So you know." "Know what?" "That it was a rogue element of the ClA... that had those cops killed last night." "How could you know that, boy?" "This guy named Donovan." "He said these guys are selling dope to raise money... to get some of their people out of prison somewhere." "Wait a minute." "Wait a minute." "Who's this guy Donovan?" "I don't know." "Did he mention anybody named Cooper?" "No. I don't think so." "Why would this guy come here and tell you that, hmm?" "That's what I asked him." "And?" "He said he wanted the videotape." "So, there is a tape." "Maybe. I'm not sure." "Oh, Duke, now he's not sure." "Hey, people are trying to kill me, man." "I am damn sure about that!" "What do you think, Duke?" "I think we should get off this roller coaster." "I agree." "Oh, give me a break." "You gave me your word." "You're right. I did." "I didn't." "Just relax." "Until we find out exactly who you are, your ass is ours." "You guys are a piece of work." ".. Give me a little help .." ".. Does somebody want to stay?" ".." ".. People say it's a dream .." ".. But I know it's a lie .." ".. Turn away when I scream .." ".. You're love dynamite .." "You guys got it all wrong, you know." "Don't you get it?" "These people are trying to kill me." "Nobody's going to kill nobody." "Where the hell is he?" "Where's he coming from, bubba?" "I don't know!" "Hey, get back here!" "Damn!" "We should have called for backup." "You said we didn't need it!" "You could have argued the point!" "Let's get the hell out of here." "Come on." "Uhh!" "That boy is trouble." "No shit." "Fly away, little pigeon." "Fly away." "Heh." "What are you doing here?" "I followed you just in case." "Well, you've got very good timing." "That's what all my patients say." "Aah!" "What went wrong?" "Everything." "Listen, I want you to pull over and let me out." "I don't want to drag you into this." "You asked me to help you." "That's what I'm going to do." "Laura, I don't want to see you get hurt." "Don't argue with your nurse." "Been doing a little practice shooting?" "Cooper, what the hell are you doing here?" "Taft left you off the leash for a little while?" "Always with the jokes, eh, cowboy?" "Well, like my daddy said... if you can't have a little fun with your work... you might as well not be doing it, huh?" "Precisely why I'm here-- to have a little fun... as in sending you to hillbilly heaven." "Uh, I'd think twice about that, if I was you." "Oh, I have." "I've thought about this for a long time." "Aren't you going to let me draw?" "I mean, don't you want to play by the rules?" "Sure, I'll play by the rules." "My rules." "Bill?" "Bill, listen to me." "You got to give yourself a break, at least for a couple of hours." "I got to figure out what to do." "There's nothing you can do tonight." "You got to rest, and you got to relax." "It'll be clear in the morning." "Relax?" "I can't relax." "Yeah, you can... with a little help." "is this some sort of medical treatment?" "No. lt's, um... it's a personal one." "Come on." "Oh!" "Oh!" "Oh!" "Whew!" "Come on." "Wake up." "What the hell are" "Huh." "Are you all right?" "Laura's fine." "She had a job to do, and she did it." "Mr. Knight, I have a job to do... and I'm going to do it." "What exactly is on this elusive videotape?" "I'll accept only clear and precise answers." "I haven't got the time or the tolerance... for anything other." "Proceed." "This guy." "Cooper?" "Cooper." "Yeah." "Where's the tape?" "Now, that I can't help you with." "Mr. Knight, your companion, your bloody Robert-- he was a double agent... and he brought himself to your house in great pain... to tell you where the tape was." "Am I correct?" "Yeah, but he didn't tell me where it was." "You hear that?" "Aah!" "Oh!" "Aah!" "Now, the next time you lie to me... I'm going to put a bullet through your tongue." "OK." "All right, he told me where it was... but I can't tell you." "Forget it." "l got to show you!" "You make yourself useful." "Come here." "Come here." "Get over there." "Wrap him." "Cooper, why don't you escort Mr. Knight and this lady... to retrieve the tape... and if he gives you any bullshit, kill her." "What did you say?" "You heard me." "Come on." "Come on, come on, come on." "This way, please." "Cooper's on the tape." "How very convenient." "How much have we got?" "Close to fifty million." "Ha ha ha!" "All cash." "That's a tidy sum." "Ha ha ha ha!" "I'll get the drinks." "Sunshine." "You want to make some real money?" "It's about time." "I want you to follow them when they get the tape... kill all three of them, bring the tape back to me." "Do it." "Why?" "My brother-- he's one of the operatives being held in Latin America." "Your brother?" "I'm so sorry." "Last night really meant something to me." "Forget it." "I had to do anything I could." "He said forget it." "So you know, we're being followed." "They've been about two blocks back ever since" "Just drive the car." "Oh, Jesus." "This is Duke. it's your dime." "Duke, it's George." "George, how you doing?" "What do you got?" "I accessed the files on those operatives in Latin America... and I found out that five of them were sent down... on some kind of covert mission two years ago." "Five of them?" "Yeah." "And get this-- all five files have been categorized as inactive... for the past 18 months." "Well, what the hell does that mean?" "Oh, it can only mean one of two things." "George?" "George?" "Damn." "What is it, man?" "That was my cousin George." "He works for the ClA." "He was calling about the information we asked for." "And?" "He don't work there no more." "Well, where is it?" "Just a second." "Uh, he said it was the second row, fourth shelf." "No, that's not it." "Wait a second." "Yeah, it was the fourth row." "That's it." "Don't play games." "OK, OK. I know where it is." "Let's get it." "Here it is." "It's unlabeled, but it's right where he said it would be." "It's the same brand we used." "All right, let's go." "I'm afraid it's not going to work that way, Cooper." "Drop the gun." "A double cross." "Clever boy." "I'll take the tape." "Sure." "Watch him." "Ooh!" "Take this." "Get it to Kincade, NOPD." "Shit!" "Aw, come on, you piece of shit!" "Come on!" "Ahh." "Shit!" "Oh, shit." "Aaaaah!" "Oh!" "Uhh!" "Whoa!" "Out!" "Out!" "Ha ha ha!" "Damn!" "Aah!" "Whoa!" "Uhh!" "Aah!" "Oh!" "Oh!" "Ha ha ha ha!" "Ha ha!" "That's good, baby." "Get it, will you?" "Excuse me." "Hello?" "Just a moment." "It's William Knight." "He wants to talk to you." "Ha ha ha!" "Hey, man, I thought you were dead." "Why don't you come over and have some gumbo?" "Yeah, I like chess." "We're on." "How's the hand?" "You know, I don't want to blow smoke up your ass... but you're really a resourceful man." "I never thought you'd make it this far." "I'm flattered." "You got the tape?" "You got the money?" "Right here." "What the hell is that?" "A safety-deposit key." "Ha ha ha ha!" "You didn't expect me to bring all that money with me, did you?" "I'm not interested in your dirty gym shorts, Taft." "You're looking a gift horse in the mouth..." "and you don't even know it." "Put it away." "All right." "The tape?" "The money?" "Here you go." "Don't spend it all in one place." "You know, you caused me so much grief... I feel like wrapping this around your neck." "I want to ask you a question." "These agents rotting away in jail... the drugs, the guns-- it was all a con job-- one big con." "Am I right?" "There's no hard-and-fast rule in a thing like this." "I'm right." "It was always just about money." "Business is business, huh?" "Commerce is king." "What about my brother?" "What about him?" "What about all those other men?" "Are you just going to let them die?" "I'm sorry to be the one to tell you... but they've been dead for about a month." "You killed my brother for money?" "There's nothing personal in this." "Oh, like hell it isn't." "Oh!" "She don't like it when somebody hurts me." "Don't worry." "You won't be able to spend the money, anyway." "Uh-uh-uh." "Taft, it's not over." "What are you doing?" "Calling me a cab?" "Smile." "Hey!" "He's pulled one on us, baby." "What's going on?" "All right, keep your guns down!" "Keep them down!" "Down!" "Down!" "Hands behind your head!" "Listen, they ain't got nothing on me." "Bora Bora-- l'll see you in a month." "Just show them a lot of receipts." "They'll think you're a kept woman." "Ha ha!" "Taft, I'll take it." "In a month, I'll be sending you postcards." "Yeah." "Take him." "Get your hands off her." "Ah!" "Mr. Taft." "Oh!" "No!" "Oh!" "No!" "You promised!" "Don't touch me!" "No!" "No!" "That's mighty fine shooting there, cowboy." "Just got lucky, I guess." "Yeah." "is he going to live?" "Oh, yeah." "Just long enough to spend the rest of his life in prison." "That's what I wanted to hear." "Now, look, I'll take it from here." "Go ahead." "Thanks, man." "You surprised me back there." "Yeah?" "How did I do that?" "Rushing over to see how Taft was." "That nursing instinct must be pretty strong." "Actually, it's another kind of instinct." "The only problem is now, I don't know what to do with it." "I mean, l--l can't keep it." "Oh, I'm sure you'll think of something." "Come on." "That was the worst hotel I've ever stayed in in my life." "Shh!" "Yo!" "Hold on there, partner!" "Heh heh!" "Hey!" "Well, gonna hit the trail, huh?" "Yeah." "We're getting out of here for a little while." "All right." "is something on your mind?" "Yeah, as a matter of fact, there is." "You know, something funny just happened." "Remember those agents that died down there... in that certain Latin American country?" "Well, their families just received... large amounts of cash from an anonymous donor." "Now, y'all don't know anything about that, now, do you?" "No." "Yeah, that's about the way I figured it." "Ha ha ha!" "Well, y'all come see me, now, you hear?" "All right." "Oh, uh, hotshot... come here a second." "I thought you might want this back before you leave." "I found it the other night in the field." "Heh." "Nice working with you, Mr. Secret-agent man." "You, too, Tex." "You, too." "Come and see me, now." "What was that all about?" "Nothing--nothing at all."