Athletes Who Rock the World Page #5

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- Where's Mason?

- Mason's gone!

- Gone?

Clear.

Living room's clear!

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

All units, this is Caretaker.

We have a Signal Six.

He's in the hotel!

Okay, I don't wanna know

nothin'. I never saw you throw

that gentleman off the balcony.

All I care about is, a-are

you happy with your haircut?

Easy!

Watch it, you fuckhead,

you're gonna pull my arm out!

Watch out!

Oh, no!

Watch it!

- Hey, watch it!

- He's over there!

Hey!

This is my Humvee. I don't want

any dings, dents or scratches,

or I'll have your ass. Hey!

Hey! Stop! Hey!

Hey, I was inside the bedroom

with Jack Powell!

Hey, call the guard! Go!

FBI.

Move!

Whoa! Whoa!

Suspect is in a black Humvee,

heading west on California.

Speed approximately

Get out of the way!

I want a net put on this

son of a b*tch, you hear me?

This guy's hittin'

every f***in' thing in sight

tryin' to block us!

I hope you're insured!

Oh, well, why not?

You're goin' down!

Hello?

I'm only borrowing

your Humvee!

Information?

San Francisco?

Uh, Jade Angelou.

That's A-N-G...

Welcome aboard, y'all.

How y'all doin' today?

Hang on!

Holy sh*t!

Whoa-oa!

Oh, no!

We're gonna crash!

Save yourselves!

Oh, my baby!

Oh, no!

Oh, no.

Oh, God!

Oh, God!

Hey, man, you just f***ed up

your Ferrari.

- Oh, no! Baby's goin' down in flames!

- It's not mine.

Neither is this!

Damn! This sucks!

Where's that son of a b*tch at?

I'm gonna hunt him down! That

motherf***er ain't safe nowhere.

- Chem weapons. Isherwood.

- Marvin, look up Wolfburg

Federal Penitentiary.

The inmate is Mason, John.

Hey, Stan, listen, I'm gettin'

out of this government shithole.

I'm goin' over to Orkin to

design roach motels. Cool, huh?

Look, I just stole a kid's motorcycle.

I'm not really feeling too good

about it, okay? Wolfburg. Got it?

Yeah, I got it. All right,

Magrane, Masconi, Masters. No Mason.

Go to February '76. Who was transferred

to Wolfburg from San Quentin?

This is weird.

They got medical records.

They got place of birth. Glasgow.

Uh, but they don't have a name.

Uh, wait a minute, wait a minute.

They have next of kin.

AJade Angelou of

Jade?

No, Stacy. Jade's friend.

Were you afraid

to come alone?

Yeah.

- It's okay.

- I'll be over here if you need me.

The last photograph I had

of you, you were about ten.

Yeah?

Well, I found a picture of you

among my mom's things when she died.

Oh, yeah? Well, uh...

Why don't we take a walk?

I got 'im.

Palace of Fine Arts.

Your mother, uh... Yeah, well,

sh-she was very special.

Yeah, she was.

But I don't think that we

should romanticize what happened

between you and her.

Meeting in a bar

after a Led Zeppelin concert.

Head out,

and I was the result.

Well, I'd like to think it

would've led somewhere if only...

If only what? Six federal marshals

hadn't kicked down our door...

and dragged you back

to prison?

- I'm sorry.

- It's all right.

- So, they let you out?

- Yeah.

That's good.

What did you do?

J...

Jade, I don't have

a great deal of time here.

But I'll be coming back.

And, uh...

- Maybe we can...

- What? We can what?

You know, you're almost

the only evidence...

that I exist.

But I don't know you.

That's what I want to change, eh?

I've rehearsed this speech

a thousand times on the chance

that we would meet.

Here we are,

and I'm lost.

Well, I don't know how I'm

supposed to be feeling either.

Jade, I'm not an evil man.

If you can believe that,

then it's a start.

Okay.

Is this about you?

You broke out of prison again,

didn't you? Why did you come to me?

FBI, ma'am.

Your father's working with us.

He's helping us resolve

a dangerous situation.

- He is?

- Yes, ma'am.

Well, gee whiz, John, I guess

we oughta get goin', huh?

Whatever you say, Stanley.

Thank you for that.

You could've handled it differently.

What do you say we cut

the chitchat, a-hole?

You almost got me killed twice.

And my jaw hurts like hell!

- Good.

- Cocksucker!

If I had my way, you would be

shipped back to Wolfburg

in leg irons...

and caged like an animal for the rest

of your natural f***ing life!

You wrecked half the city!

Now, tell me about

the tunnels.

If you know the system, it will

take you wherever you need to go.

All right, there's an intake

pipe here, below low tide.

Is that our best access?

Yes. That's exactly where

I had come out.

Then beneath the cistern,

there's a connection

to the abandoned septic system.

How many feet is that?

Uh, 57 paces.

Where do we go from there?

Where do we go from there?

That's a good question.

- I have no idea.

- What?

I mean, I'll know it

when we're all inside.

No. You're not goddam goin'.

Show us on the blueprints.

I can't! My blueprint

was in my head.

I was underground

for three days in the dark,

just waiting for the tides

to be right.

But don't worry.

It'll all come back to me.

You're not going anywhere,

Mason.

Wait a second. Now, this piece

of work might be the only chance

those people over there have.

If he's not going, then why the

hell did we get him out of jail?

- He's smart.

- I got him out to get you

people in, not go with you.

If it's the only way of getting

the intelligence I need, then he goes.

He'll f*** with you.

You compromise my men's lives,

and I'll bury you out there.

Now, Womack,

you're between the Rock

and a hard case.

How is your bowling arm?

Dr. Goodspeed, the goal is

to take out the launchers,

then neutralize the

V.X. Chemical rounds.

Well, we know the poison's being

kept in the prison morgue from

the satellite thermal imaging...

which is right here;

these colourized dots.

- Have you ever actually seen

one of these devices?

- No, sir, but I've studied them.

I should really begin briefing your guys

on defusing and detoxification.

Got a really neat layout

over here of the chem round

as well as the rocket,

- so let's get rolling.

- That won't be necessary.

Oh, it's very necessary, sir.

The power of this chemical is way

beyond anything you can imagine.

An ecological disaster, sir.

Plus the devices themselves

are complicated.

That's why you're

coming with us.

- I am?

- You're the expert. What's your problem?

You mean I'm going, going

out there, under the water?

Well, earlier today

you wanted a gun.

Now you're getting a gun

and a wet suit.

Have you ever been

in a combat situation?

- Define "combat," sir.

- Shep?

An incursion underwater to

retake an impregnable fortress

held by an elite team...

of U.S. Marines

in possession of 81 hostages

and 15 guided rockets...

armed with

V.X. Poisoned gas.

Oh. In that case, no, sir.

Excuse me.

- Here.

- Ah, thank you.

You don't look too good.

In fact,

you look like sh*t.

My stomach's doing hula hoops

around my ass.

You all right?

I mean, you gonna make it

through this thing?

I don't know.

I always expected something

like this was going to happen,

but nothing prepares you

for it.

Now I'm...

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