"Gracias." "You have no idea what you're into, do you?" "Who are you?" "My name is Bertram." "I know what you found in the forest." "It's frightening, isn't it?" "The way people react to a discovery like yours." "It's almost mystical." "It transforms them, really." "It brings out a completely different side." "What you found out there is more than just a lost item." "It is the closest that you and I will ever get... to an honest-to-goodness Pandora's Box." "But here's the good news." "God has smiled on you today." "He sent me." "So why don't you just tell me where it is, and I will make this all go away." "If..." "I tell you where, what would you do with it?" "I would do what the good lord intended to be done with it." "I would deliver to the highest bidder." "Gracias." "Where are you taking me?" "I've done nothing wrong." "I know." "Who are you?" "I'm Christopher Chance." "I'm here to take you home." "Ah." "Uh, I'm a bit new to this." "Is this rescue going well?" "Better than some." "Not as well as others." "Ah." "We're not gonna make it, are we?" "There's too many of them." "They're gonna be too busy to chase us." "Busy?" "Doing what?" "Putting that out." "Winston, yeah, it's me." "I got him." "All right, we're all set with the plane, we're just waiting for refueling." "We're headed to Maria's right now." "We're going to pick up those travel papers she scored for us." "After that, we're gonna be headed out your way." "Don't dawdle." "I won't." "No, I'm not kidding." "Now's not the time to be strolling down memory lane." "Winston, I'm gonna be in and out before you know it-- now don't worry." "Hey, dude." "He's gonna get us a deal on the refuel." "The guy's the best in the business." "Mm." "It's gonna be bad." "Dude, we're standing at the foot of the Andes." "I told you this wasn't gonna be a bermuda shorts kind of trip." "Not the weather, the job." "Maria just calls Chance out of the blue after all this time asking to go rescue this guy?" "It's not like things ended well their first time around." "That's an old wound to be opening up like this." "You sound like a supermarket novel, dude." "You're also probably not wrong." "Yeah." "Uh, sorry, I couldn't help but overhear." "Did you say we're going to Maria's to get the papers?" "Yeah." "As in Maria Gallego?" "Owns a bar over by the Santa Ynez Trading Post?" "Yeah, she said one of her favorite customers is getting in trouble with authority, and asked if I could help out." "I see." "And that's all it took for you to fly down here and blow up an army base-- a phone call from her?" "We go way back." "So what about you?" "How does an Anthropologist from Cambridge end up in a mess like this?" "I do research here." "Ancient tribes deep within the forest." "Only on this trip I stumbled onto something." "Are you familiar with the late Juan Saldovar?" "Ruled this country for almost a decade?" "Yeah." "Name rings a bell." "Tried to flee the country, he died in a plane crash." "His army searched for the wreckage for years." "Private salvage firm searched," "Even the CIA took a pass at it, and they all crapped out." "Pull off the road just up here." "Pull--I'm not sure if you noticed, but there's an army that would like to have a word with us." "Oh, you'll want to see this." "I can assure you." "Hand me your side arm." "A man walked onto my base and left with a prisoner who is of great value to me." "And you..." "Did not fire a single shot." "How do you intend to rectify this?" "Colonel, I" "I may be able to be of some help." "And who are you?" "Gracias." "Gracias." "I'll just cut to the chase." "Three americans landed in a rented jet at San Carlos airport a couple of hours before your prisoner's escape." "Two of them are still there waiting on the tarmac." "And how do you know this?" "Oh." "Managing situations like this is what I do." "Rule number one:" "Always know who's coming and who's going." "Uh..." "Tell me more, senor Bertram." "Absolutely." "It's just up here." "Where?" "It turns out when President Saldovar fled, he brought some unusual cargo with him." "I hid this when the army was closing in." "I didn't want any of it falling into their hands." "What is it you want in return for your help?" "A partnership." "A shared ownership in the find." "50-50." "I do not need that much help." "Well, with all due respect, colonel... given the scope of Professor Slocombe's find, you'll need all the help you can get." "So let me guess, this isn't the only one you found on that plane." "No, there's a few more." "How many?" "627." "Oh." "You're talking about $40 million in bullion." "You don't know how to unload volume like that without alerting the CFTC." "You don't know that the markets in Asia are softer this time of year." "You don't know..." "But I do." "Now, about those americans at the airport." "dos americanos" "En el aeropuerto San Carlos." "So who are the two americans at the airport?" "Yeah, listen, I just got this over the radio." "You need to clear out of that airport now." "How the hell did they find out we were here?" "Does it matter?" "That's a fair point." "All right, we'll wait for the pilot and take off." "Where's the pilot?" "He went to see about getting us refueled, like, 20 minutes ago." "More like 30 minutes ago." "Where the hell is he?" "Hey, he's right there." "That's not good." "That's definitely not good." "♪ Human Target 1x07 ♪ Salvage  Reclamation Original Air Date on March 10, 2010" "We got a problem, dude." "well, just get out of there now." "Yeah, that's gonna be kind of hard, seeing as how the pilot just got arrested and the plane's got no gas in it." "Look, I'll call you back." "What'd he say?" "He suggested we get airborne." "Oh, yeah, that's helpful." "Yeah." "I got an idea." "We need a new ride." "Did you find a way out of there yet?" "ish..." "I mean..." "We're in the air." "Now, where the hell are we supposed to meet you?" "Look, just tell your pilot to head north." "There's a pass through the mountains called , or Angeela-- something like that." "Your guy should know what it is." "All right, got it." "So we're meeting you at another airport?" "Nah, it's-- it's more of an air field." "It's in the middle of a forest." "It's about 120 miles north of your position." "The rebels used it to ferry supplies underneath the radar." "Wait a minute, hang on." "Is it 120 miles, or is it about 120 miles?" "Look, I'm not sure, but Maria knows." "Look, when I get there I'll get the exact location of the air field," "And I'll call you again with the coordinates." "Yeah." "Excuse me." "Excuse me, sir." "Huh?" "Do you know how to get to a mountain range called, um, Antigua?" "or Angeela?" "No." "No." "That's great." "That's just great." "All right, listen..." "I'm gonna need you to keep flying north." "Okay, just keep flying straight ahead north." "Don't ask me for how long." "No." "huh?" "No hablo ingles." "Dude, I don't think he speaks english." "He" "Oh, God." "All right, they're in the air." "Now we just got to get to Maria's and find a place to land." "Right, if you don't mind my saying, we're asking quite a bit of her, aren't we?" "Harboring two fugitives?" "Well, it was Maria's idea to call me in in the first place." "She offered to help." "Yes, to help obtain forged travel documents, not to shepherd us to a secret rebel airbase in the forest." "And not with half the army tailing behind us." "I've been in a rough spot with Maria before." "She can handle it." "I've no doubt she can handle it." "My concern relates more to whether she wants to handle it." "Or whether she might want to throw us both out by our trousers for bringing this sort of trouble into her bar." "Trust me." "She'll be glad to see me." "The fugitive was last spotted here." "I want patrols in the forest south of that position." "And if those men are not in my possession within an hour, you'll answer for it." "Yes, sir." "Vamos." "Uh, excuse me, colonel." "Why south?" "North of that road belongs to the rebels." "They would never risk it." "You're talking $40 million in gold." "You'd be surprised what people would risk." "What--what is this here?" "It's trading post, cantina." "It's nothing." "Might I borrow a few of your men?" "Hola, Maria." "Gracias." "I knew I could count on you to get Doug safely to me." "I don't understand." "She wants the gold for herself, dummy." "Saldovar stole that gold." "It belongs to the people of this country." "It isn't fair for you-- Life isn't fair, Doug." "You shouldn't dwell on it." "So you call me in, avoiding the risk of breaking him out yourself." "Now the army's scouring the countryside looking for me." "Meanwhile, you use Doug to find the wreck." "You were always better at watching other people's back instead of keeping an eye on your own." "Now get out of my place." "Did I do something to you?" "You've got 60 seconds to get out." "Just asking a question." "Perhaps it would be better to hash out old times under less heated circumstances." "No, relax, Doug." "She's not gonna shoot me." "Does she know that?" "Shut up, Doug." "40 seconds." "If anything, she should be thanking me for all the times" "I've bailed her out of a jam." "I'm sorry." "When you bailed me out?" "Yeah." "Maybe that flat tire in San Javier." "The leg splint in Los Rios." "And that one time in..." "Tarapaca?" "Oh, don't you dare bring up Tarapaca." "Oh, I'll bring up Tarapaca." "I'll bring up Tarapaca all day." "Ahem." "A little-- Shut up, Doug!" "Hold on, is this because I left?" "You hired me to do a job, and I finished it." "That is not what this is about." "Oh, come on, Maria." "Now either you're mad at me because I left the rebels you were fighting with, or you're mad because I left you." "Time's up." "What's that?" "You brought them here?" "Well, it's not like I invited them." "Bring them downstairs." "Ahora!" "I don't want them finding them." "About your rescue plan-- I have some thoughts for the next go-round." "So..." "Pablo, can we discuss this rationally?" "I mean, it's me." "Si, I know." "I remember." "Mm, right." "Is there anyone in this country who doesn't hate you?" "You and I seem to be doing okay." "Good afternoon." "What can I get for you?" "Uh... whiskey." "Gracias." "They know we're here." "How?" "I don't know." "They couldn't have gotten here this fast by accident." "There's no way she's gonna be able to stop them from searching this whole place." "Doug, let me ask you a question." "You're not a..." "pacifist, are you?" "Do you know what's so comforting about this situation we find ourselves in?" "What's that?" "The clarity." "Hmm?" "We inhabit a world that is severely lacking in that department." "Politics and religion, the price of a cup of coffee" "All subjects of unending disagreement." "But not gold." "Everybody wants it." "People are willing to kill for it." "For 10,000 years, there's been not an ounce of doubt about that." "I'm sorry, but you've got me a little bit at a loss." "What gold are you talking about?" "Would you like to tell me where the professor and his friend are right now?" "Hi." "Well, there's one." "Just not the one I was really hoping for." "So tell me how this works, Mr...?" "Bertram." "You get wind of a find like Doug's, you strike a deal with the locals, round up some muscle, and make off with the loot." "There's a name for that." "Salvage and reclamation." "Piracy." "You're a pirate." "Minus the peg leg." "Now, listen, you sound like a--like a smart guy." "Mm." "But there's something I know that you don't." "What would that be?" "Doug Slocombe is not a pacifist." "Doug, let's go!" "Don't dawdle." "I said that explicitly." "I mean, I know he has a soft spot for this girl, but come on!" "He knew her, like, ten years ago for a week!" "A week?" "Is that what he told you?" "A week?" "I left after a week, dude." "He stuck around for, like, four months." "When he finally did get home, you couldn't say a word to him without him snapping at you." "I've never known him to snap at anybody." "Look, a guy like that's got a lot of armor up, dude." "A girl gets through it... she's gonna leave a mark." "That's why I've always tried to be honest with my feelings, you know?" "Life's too short." "La boca del diablo." "La boca what?" "La boca del diablo." "Oh, right." "What do you mean, "right"?" "What the hell is going on?" "Anjeela, the pass that Chance told us to take-- they call it "la boca del diablo" down here." "Devil's mouth." "Why the hell do they call it that?" "It eats planes." "I'm--I'm sorry, what?" "Look, the higher elevations in the mountains kind of create a heavy wind shear." "Turbulence." "The pilot we hired could've handled it, no problem." "That guy really was the best they got down here." "What about this guy?" "Padre del nuestro que estas en el cielo." "You okay?" "Get your hands off me!" "That's a nice way to say "gracias."" "You're welcome." "How about you?" "You bring a unit of soldiers into my bar, give the professor over here a machine gun to shoot the place up, and I'm supposed to say "thank you"?" "Probably burning the place up as we speak." "I imagine you could do a pretty good renovation with $5 million." "Excuse me?" "That air field in Antigua, the one you guys used to use for supplies... it's my only way out of here." "You don't know where it is." "Tell us the location, we'll tell you where to find the gold." "It's called anjeela." "And there's no "you guys" anymore." "What do you mean?" "People are always talking about the rebels and" "They're drug runners." "Thugs." "Not the guys we fought with." "And these woods, they're full of scouts." "You try and make that air field, you'll be dead before you even get close." "Oh." "What makes me think you know a way past them?" "There's a lot more out there than 5 million." "Any more than that, you're gonna get yourself in a lot of trouble." "And once we get Doug back, he's gonna report the find to the U.N." "They're gonna ensure the safe return of the money back to the treasury." "But 5 million..." "That won't be missed." "From here on out, you do what I say when I say it." "And if I sense even for one second that you're trying to burn me with this," "I will slit your throat and leave you out for the wolves." "Works for me." "Now get out of my way." "Told you she'd be glad to see me." "Yeah." "buenas tardes." "Buenas tardes." "Come on, Maria." "Let's get this show on the road." "So may we talk about your romantic histoy with Maria?" "Why would we wanna do that?" "Well, clearly there are unresolved feelings manifesting in all sorts of virility displays," "Threat gestures..." "Now in most cultures, this kind of behavior results in one of two outcomes." "Let me guess, marriage." "Well, yes, that's certainly one." "And what's the other one?" "Premeditated murder." "Oh." "Well, I suppose my point is so long as my survival depends on the two of you breathing oxygen, perhaps you may consider reconciling with her." "I don't think that's gonna happen." "Right." "Um, in the bar, you'd said you'd left her." "Right just before she assaulted you." "Now I'm no expert, but perhaps it would help if you told her why you left." "You get caught in those military clothes in the woods, they'll put your head on a pike." "Get changed." "A little privacy?" "Okay." "He does delivery twice a week through the forest." "He pays protection money to the rebels in exchange for safe passage." "He can get us to the air field." "Okay." "Let's get moving." "Yeah, for the record," "The two of you-- you need help." "Why are we stopped?" "This is rebel territory." "So?" "They're heavily armed, are they?" "Yes." "Yeah." "Well..." "I suppose I'm on my own." "They will kill you." "Oh, ye, of little faith." "You see anything?" "So I've been drinking in your establishment for years." "How is it I never knew you were once a rebel soldier?" "She wasn't just a soldier." "Don't tell him that." "She had her own brigade." "She was the pride of the fuerza de la revolucion." "Wow." "And how exactly did you enter into the picture?" "Eh, you know, just referrals..." "Referrals?" "For what?" "Well..." "We were planning an operation on a high-level target." "Called in boy wonder here to get it done." "Yeah?" "What sort of target?" "Don't tell him that." "Saldovar." "Wait, you shot down that plane?" "Well..." "Yeah." "You're the reason I'm on the run for my life." "I'm also the reason you're not sitting in a jail right now." "So you know, there's that." "But..." "Winston." "Yeah, listen, we're on our way to the air field right now." "As soon as we get there, we're gonna set up the beacon." "The devil's mouth!" "What?" "Devil's what?" "Oh." "Oh, right." "It's not as bad as it" "What the hell is he saying?" "I think he said you weigh too much, dude." "Where the hell--hey!" "Where the hell are you going?" "He said the plane weighs too much, wise ass." "Oh, really?" "Is that before or after you got on it?" "Dude..." "I don't have a lot of confidence in our situation here." "What the hell are you talking about?" "Well, unless Alberto there has banked a few favors with the big guy upstairs," "I think this could be it." "In which case, I got some things I need to confess." "No." "Oh, no." "Hell, no!" "Dude, that's not cool, man." "I don't care!" "I don't give a flying fig newton if we are about to die." "I'm not gonna spend the last minutes of my life listening to all the heinous, repugnant stuff you've done!" "And furthermore," "I know a lot more about your amoral ass than you think I do." "What do you think I do in this company?" "What do you think, I'm a night watchman or something?" "Yeah, a friar at the orphanage?" "Yeah, I know about that." "The nun in Montreal-- I know about that too." "Well, see, I already got a head that's a stopped-up toilet full of Guerrero 'cause of this!" "There's no vacancy." "No room at the inn." "Lot full, no waiting." "So if you start with this confession," "I swear either me or you" "Are gonna be the next thing to get out of this plane." "All right, do you wanna test me?" "Go ahead." "Go ahead, say one word." "One word-- senor, senor!" "Just for the record..." "I think you could've handled that a little better." "You're touching me." "What are you, eight?" "There's not a lot of room to work with in here." "Why don't we start over?" "You know, hey, "it's nice to see you." ""nice to see you too." "You look great, you look great."" "Don't." "Don't do that." "What?" "It's not as if it was easy for me." "What wasn't easy for you?" "Leaving." "Honestly, I..." "I felt..." "Not good about it." "Not good?" "Yeah." "Yeah, not good." "Care to expand on that?" "How?" "You said two words." "Well, yeah, that's a lot for me." "I mean, I'm trying to be diplomatic here." "You're an idiot." "For the rec-- shh!" "I thought I heard a radio squawk." "What?" "You were always jumpy like that." "Yeah, that's why we never put you on sentry duty." "You can ask anybody." "Well, good thing there's no spiders in here." "The rebels would hear you screaming for miles." "I'm not afraid of spiders." "I'm afraid of one particular type of spider," "Called the banana spider, which is the most venomous spider in the world." "And it's very common in this part of latin america." "You're right!" "There's one right there behind you." "It's big." "That's not funny." "It wasn't funny ten years ago,." "It's not funny now." "I told you not to do that." "I know." "I heard." "I have a gun." "It's 2010." "Everybody's got guns." "Ah, ah." "What was that?" "What's going on?" "shut up, Doug!" "Hmm?" "Hello again." "I see you got some new pirate buddies." "How'd you manage that?" "Well, it just so happens that I'm friends with Jesus Montoya, their chief weapons supplier." "We spent last Christmas in Caracas." "It was lovely." "Now..." "Where is Saldovar's plane?" "Okay." "All right." "Everybody just relax." "The plane is this way." "If you put down the guns, I'll take you there." "Can I assume that you know what will happen to your beautiful friends if you're lying?" "Yeah." "Okay." "Good." "What are you doing?" "Even if we take them to the gold, they're still going to kill us." "I know." "This isn't even the right way." "The plane's in the other direction." "I know." "So where the hell are we going?" "So at what point do they realize we're just stringing them along and then just shoot us?" "Well, I'd have to imagine it would be pretty soon." "But luckily we're here." "Where?" "Isn't this where we used to hide our ammunition?" "Ammunition supplies, surrounded by" "Yep." "Minefield." "Are you crazy?" "Just stay on your toes." "When you hear the signal, stay on this line." "It'll get us through." "What signal?" "That signal." "Run!" "What happened?" "It's my fault." "It's my fault." "I stepped on the one of the mines." "She shoved me out of the way." "Come on." "Come on, Maria." "You're touching me again." "Get off me." "The air field is just a few miles away." "What happened in the gentleman in the suit?" "He'll know about the air field." "We better move." "Winston..." "Yeah." "It's me." "Listen." "The beacon, it's up and running." "Yeah, we just got the signal." "We're on our way." "Okay." "How's your arm?" "I've hurt worse." "You were worried about me." "Not good." "Hmm?" "In the back of the truck," "You said it felt "not good"" "When you left." "So why did you?" "The night before I left..." "All I could think of was" "Uh... excuse me." "Doug, I'm trying to do a thing here." "Mm-hm, but..." "We just can't catch a break, can we?" "Let's go." "Listen, guys, a little bit of a glitch." "The army just seized the air field." "That ain't good." "No es bueno, dude." "Look, how are we gonna land with the army on the runway?" "You can't." "You guys search the field." "Set up a perimeter." "Well, if they're not here yet, they will be soon." "Uh..." "Is someone gonna tell me what we're gonna do?" "Guerrero, I got an idea." "Remember that thing on the roof of the farmhouse?" "The flood or the place with the geese?" "No, no, no, the flood." "No." "Really?" "All right, uh, we can do that." "How much time you need?" "About five minutes." "See you in five." "Do I want to know?" "No." "that's crazy, man." "Yeah, that is crazy." "Now you wanna tell me what the hell's going on?" "Fly in low." "Low, bajo." "Bajo?" "Come with me, dude." "What are we looking for?" "Cable, lots of it." "Will this work?" "Perfect." "They're getting close." "Let's go." "Maria..." "Back up that truck between those towers." "What do I do?" "Write down the coordinates to saldovar's gold and help her." "On three." "Three." "Doug, get up here." "Oh, no." "Yes." "No." "Doug, get in the net." "Okay." "The plane's gonna be here any minute." "Here." "What's that?" "It's the coordinates for Saldovar's plane." "We had a deal, right?" "What?" "Doug is right, it doesn't belong to me." "It's not what I want anyway." "What I want is an answer." "I never wanted to leave you." "Every time I've ever gotten close to anybody in my life, they've been taken away." "Cut it." "I didn't leave because I didn't have feelings for you." "I left because I did." "Go!" "Stay down." "uh..." "Um..." "Um..." "Hey, how you doing?" "You all right?" "Yeah." "I'm fine." "So what happened to the plane we came in on?" "This one looks like a flying vending machine." "I'm glad you're okay." "Oh, no." "The map, it's not here." "Do you have it?" "It must've fallen off of us in the air." "Relax, Doug..." "Things get lost down there all the time." "Nicely done." "Shut up, Doug."