Athletes Who Rock the World Page #10

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I want my f***ing money!

This mission was based

on the threat of force.

I'm not about to kill 80,000

innocent people. Do you think

I'm out of my f***ing mind?

We bluffed. They called it.

The mission's over.

Whoever said anything

about bluffing, General?

Stand down, Captain.

Stand down, Captain!

Major, I'm ordering you to take

these men to the choppers and evacuate.

- That's a simple order, Major!

- It's not so simple, Frank.

Sergeant Crisp,

secure the General.

I'm relieving you

of your command, sir.

Sergeant!

- I'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 like he said,

it's over.

Let's get him.

Mason!

- My God, what have I done?

- Where's the last rocket?

Where's the last rocket?

- Where's the last rocket?

- Lower lighthouse.

- Lower lighthouse.

- Go!

Darrow, go to the lighthouse.

I'll take care of this f***er!

One, two, three!

Eat that!

Did it.

Come here. Come here,

you little chicken sh*t!

You shoot me, I drop this.

We're both dead.

Well, come on. Come on. Don't

be scared. I won't hurt ya.

- Come on.

- Do you know how this sh*t works?

You know how

this sh*t works?

Come on. Come on.

I don't need the gun.

I'll put it down.

Come on, let's play.

Come on. Come on.

Listen, I think we got

started off on the wrong foot.

Stan Goodspeed, FBI. Uh...

Let's talk music. Do you like

the Elton John song, "Rocket Man"?

I don't like

soft-ass sh*t.

Oh, you... Oh, oh.

Oh.

Well, I only bring it up

because, uh, it's you.

You're the Rocket Man.

No!

- How do you like how that sh*t works?

- Second rocket's away!

It splashed into the bay, sir.

No detonation.

Sh*t!

Darrow!

Open up!

Come on.

Open up!

Hey, you mother!

Oh, I'm gonna get you now,

baby.

Okay.

I got ya.

I got you, baby.

Come on.

F***er!

Red Thunder Strike Leader.

Time on target:

Seven minutes.

English prick. I tell you

my old man was Irish?

Maintain air speed

F***!

It's me and you, pal.

I want that f***ing chip!

I love pressure.

I know you're in here,

and I know you can hear me.

Now, pay the piper

and come out like a man.

Increase speed

to 500 knots.

You motherf***er!

Die!

I'm gonna choke my million bucks

out of you. You're gonna die.

Eat that, you f***!

All right, team, inbound.

Time on target:
60 seconds.

Come to course heading

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 your souls.

Please don't let this happen. There has

to be something you can do. Please.

Let's drop to the deck.

One hundred feet below radar.

Target acquired.

Rolling in.

This is Red Thunder.

Master armed. Master armed.

Time on target:

T.O. T:

Ten seconds.

Stay tight, gentlemen.

I got green smoke.

I got green smoke!

This is C. Q, One, C. Q, One! Green smoke!

We have green smoke! Over.

- Eh, gimme that! Gimme that! Abort!

- Abort!

- Flight leader, abort, abort, abort!

- Jesus Chri...

I already dropped them!

- Oh, goddam it!

- Oh, my God!

Get out of my way. Let me

through, please. Let me through!

The cells did not get hit.

The bombs hit on the back of the island.

I'm fed up saving your ass.

I'm amazed you ever got past puberty.

I suppose all this will make

a great bedtime story to tell your kid.

You're insane, Mason.

The kid'll have nightmares.

Spend all my money on shrinks.

Goodspeed, come in.

Goodspeed, Goodspeed,

do you read me? Come in!

- Scanning all 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 alive?

- Every one of'em.

Goodspeed, it's Womack.

What about Mason?

- He's dead, sir.

- How? When?

Just come and get me.

Womack tore up your pardon, John.

But, of course.

I knew he would.

The S.D.U. S and the scuba gear

should still be where we came ashore.

If you can get to the Pan

Pacific Hotel, there's clothes

in my closet, $200 in the Bible.

Room 26.

Well, it's been a long time

since I've said thank you to anybody.

But thank you.

Well, Stanley, uh, this is when we go

our separate ways, huh?

But, uh, I'm sure you know the etymology

of your name "Goodspeed."

Yeah, Godspeed:
To wish someone

a prosperous journey. Why?

Well, if you fancy

a journey,

I recommend

Fort Walton, Kansas.

I was thinking of Maui.

No.

Forget Maui.

"St Michael's Church,

Fort Walton, Kansas.

"Front pew, right leg.

Hollow."

Is this what I think it is?

Mason?

- Congratulations, Dr. Goodspeed.

You did it.

- Thank you, sir.

You know, for a while there,

I didn't think you were gonna make it.

Well done, son.

So, where's Mason?

Vaporized.

Blown out to sea.

Blown out to sea, huh?

Yeah.

Poor bastard.

Goodspeed, where's Mason? Where's his

body? I wanna see that son of a b*tch!

Vaporized, sir.

Excuse me, gentlemen.

What? Vaporized?

A body can vaporize?

Oh, yeah!

Absolutely, sir.

St Michael's Church,

front pew, right leg.

Front pew, right leg.

Vandals! Vandals!

Oh, yes, baby, come on!

- Stop! Vandals! Stop!

- I'm sorry!

- Come on, baby!

- I've got it! Okay, let's go!

- Stop! Stop!

- Sorry!

Stop! Hey, hey, you!

Vandals! Vandals!

Honey, uh, you wanna know

who really killed J.F.K.?

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