24 Hours to Live Page #2

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So I didn't get one.

I don't know why...

Because the hulk sucks.

Yeah.

That's right.

Because the hulk sucks.

All right, listen, you two,

thank you so much.

And, you know, I hope we get

to meet again sometime.

Bye-bye.

Identification.

Yeah, Yankees suck.

What can I do for you,

Mr. Conrad?

Yeah, I need

the passenger manifests

for every flight departing

from cape town, South Africa,

inbound for Hong Kong

in the next 30 hours.

Hey, you guys know

an 11-letter word

for "traveling Saint"?

I don't know.

No idea? You didn't

go to Sunday school?

All right.

Thanks, guys.

Safe travels.

Hey, you know an 11-letter word

for "traveling Saint"?

Sorry.

Nothing?

I knew it.

Excuse me, do...

Forgive me, but do you know

an 11-letter word

for "traveling Saint"?

I do a lot of traveling

for work internationally.

I'm trying to learn

a little bit as I go.

Obviously I need to learn more.

You have a nice flight too.

I'm going to need another beer.

Here you go.

Thank you.

No, no, no. F*** off, man.

What'd you say?

I said that's

my girlfriend's seat.

Christopher.

I'm sorry.

St. Christopher.

Eleven letters.

Nicely done. Thank you.

My son's name.

Really?

What happened?

You miss your flight?

Canceled.

1:
00 P.M. tomorrow.

Damn.

I thought I had it bad.

Got about 6 1/2 hours to kill.

I know a much better

restaurant than this.

Can I take you out to dinner?

All right.

Let's settle up here.

What happened to your hand?

A work accident.

A work accident?

That sounds suspicious.

What do you do?

What do you do?

I think I'm starting

to like you,

so I don't want to answer that.

So you're a stripper.

No.

No, no.

Let's just say that, um...

My company tries to convince

people to buy things

by persuading them

they can't live without them.

And is that what you're doing

right now?

Trying to convince me to buy?

I don't think of myself

as a product,

and I certainly don't

think of you as a customer.

Don't you have someone

back home?

I did.

I lost my wife and son

a year ago this week.

Hey, Jim.

Yeah, I got the target location.

Hey, salesman!

Let me call you back.

I was just leaving you

a message.

Shut up!

On your knees.

All right, lin,

put the gun down.

Everything's all right...

Knees! Now!

All right... yes, yes, yes!

Now!

I miss you, daddy.

When are you coming home?

You're welcome, a**hole.

Love you, pal.

I'm sorry.

We have a heartbeat.

Help me!

What's his name?

Do you want him back or not?

What's his f***ing name?

Travis.

Travis. Travis.

My name is Helen.

I'm a doctor.

Just follow the sound

of my voice.

Just stay here with me.

It's all going to be okay.

His pulse is stabilizing.

Just stay here with me, Travis.

There we go.

You're doing well.

Hey, man.

What the hell's going on?

The interpol agent...

She shot you.

Do you remember?

She killed you.

And we just brought you back

from the abyss, my friend.

That's impossible.

Well, it's not, actually.

Red mountain, they've been

developing this procedure

for years now.

And you wouldn't believe

what they've done

to make this work.

Truth is, some of it's

pretty f***ed up,

and...

it's classified.

What do you mean

it's classified?

How come you didn't tell me?

Top clearance, Travis.

Or, quite simply,

because you hadn't

been killed yet.

Moments prior to your death,

you made a call

stating that you knew

the location of the safe house

where Keith zera is making

his deposition.

Do you remember the location?

We've less than two hours

before he makes his deposition.

This information is vital.

1220 longmarket, room 102.

You're certain of that?

Yeah.

Good.

This f***ing procedure

is finally paying off.

This is on you. Kill zera.

Personally.

Personally?

I'm sorry, is that a problem?

I'm a handler now, sir.

No more wet work.

I gave my word.

To whom? Your wife?

Jim, this is the moment,

you realize,

that the unseen line between

friendship and profession

is not where you thought it was.

And because Conrad went soft

and let the interpol agent live,

you'll take care of her as well.

Yes, sir.

Now, this is it, Travis.

You're one hell of a weapon.

Godspeed.

Hey, Jim, get me off this thing.

I can't do that.

What do you mean?

This was always

going to be a patch job.

You're never going

to leave this box.

I'm going to get the doc

in here.

Give you something

to make it go quick.

We've done some

f***ed-up things.

This is how it ends, buddy.

I'm sorry.

Jim? Jim?

Jim!

Hydromorphone.

It's a very powerful narcotic.

I know what it is.

It's such a waste.

I'm sorry.

What is happening to me?

You're going to die.

Again.

How do I stop it?

You can't.

Who knows more than you?

No one!

I designed the procedure.

Your body will reject

the drug cocktail.

Your mental faculties

will break down.

Even if you survive that,

which no one ever has,

there's a built-in

fail safe.

The Lazarus unit.

How long do I have?

How long do I have?!

You have less

than 24 hours to live.

Secure the perimeter!

All right, come on,

move, move, move.

What are you doing here?

You're not supposed to be here.

Adam...

What's happening to me?

You're hallucinating.

It's a side effect of the drugs.

I'd run if I were you.

I made the mistake

of not killing a woman once

already today.

Don't make me regret this.

I'm sorry.

Travis, you disappeared on me.

Believe me, you have no idea

how much I wish I was there.

Well, where are you?

I'm in South Africa.

Jesus.

I'm not coming back, okay?

Not...

Not ever.

What? What's wrong?

I'm in a bad way, frank.

Bad like what?

Well...

Um...

Let's say bad as it gets.

It all caught up with me, pal.

You were right.

I don't think I do have a soul.

Probably never did.

You were such

a great father-in-law.

You really were.

I wasn't there for them.

No excuses.

Travis, you meant everything

to Kate and Adam.

Don't give up.

Hey, taxi.

Taxi!

Give me that cell phone.

All right, now give me the keys.

Give me the keys.

We'd been working security

on a crude pipeline

stretching from interior Congo

to the coast.

And one day we got a call

for reassignment.

By "we," you mean who

specifically?

Rapid-deploy unit.

Red mountain's top crew.

We'd been...

We'd been all over.

So our orders were to be

in Namibia by next morning.

So tell me about the events

of that morning,

June the 7th last year.

We traveled through the night.

Fifty kilometers

northwest of the border.

It was real remote bush,

you know?

Typically, we'd take in two suvs

or maybe even a blackhawk,

so I was surprised

when I was told

to bring up heavy equipment.

What kind of equipment?

Two loaders, a dozer,

and a dump truck.

They took us out to a remote

container yard.

And what was inside, Mr. zera?

Bodies.

Everywhere. The place

was packed with them.

Militia bodies?

Civilian.

Men, women, and kids.

Was there indication

of how they died?

No. Not at first.

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