Athletes Who Rock the World Page #8
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- 1996
- 24 min
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So what do you say you cut me
some friggin' slack?
A really elegant
string-of-pearls configuration.
Unfortunately,
incredibly unstable.
Well, what exactly
does this stuff do?
If the rocket renders it aerosol, it
can take out the entire city of people.
Really? And what happens
if you drop one?
Happily, it'll just wipe out
you and me.
- How?
- It's a cholinesterase inhibitor.
Stops the brain from
sending nerve messages down the
spinal cord within 30 seconds.
Any epidermal exposure
or inhalation, and you'll know.
A twinge at the small of your back as
the poison seizes your nervous system.
Do not move that!
Your muscles freeze,
you can't breathe.
You spasm so hard you break your
own back, spit your guts out.
But that's after
your skin melts off.
My God.
Oh, I think we'd like God on our
side at the moment, don't you?
So what I'm doing now
is removing the guidance system chips...
so the rocket will splash down
after 500 feet.
All right,
let me have that.
You can let go of it. All right,
just back away. Just back away!
Sir, morgue team
has not checked in.
Blackbird One,
this is Blackbird. Over.
Blackbird One, this is Blackbird.
Come in, goddam it!
Somebody's still there.
Let's move!
Rats alive! Close on the morgue.
Close on the morgue.
Go, go, go, go,
go, go, go.
Frye, Darrow, hustle up.
We got more company!
Hold it.
Converge on the morgue.
Move out.
Goodspeed, come on.
Come over here.
Good. I love pressure.
I eat it for breakfast.
Come on. Time's up.
There's three rockets somewhere
else. We have to find them.
Come on!
Clear!
I'm too old for this.
- Where's it go?
- I've no idea.
Sir, all the guidance chips
are gone.
Captain, I guess you didn't
quite take care of the rat problem.
- No, sir.
- Well, there are two dead men here...
- who strongly suggest
you go finish the job.
- Yes, sir.
Yes, sir!
Rio, Royce, let's go!
Move out!
- You really don't know where this goes?
- No, I don't know where it goes.
Well, it's starting to pick up speed.
Do you know how to slow it down?
No, I don't.
God.
Mason, you all right?
Yes, perfectly okay,
you f***ing idiot!
- They're coming.
- Who?
- The Marines!
- Where?
- What the f***'s goin' on?
- Let's cut him off.
No! No! No!
Mason!
Mason!
You motherf***er!
Die! Die! Die!
I'm rather glad
you didn't hesitate too long.
How do you do it?
Oh, I was trained by the best.
British Intelligence.
Come on.
But in retrospect, I'd rather
have been a poet or a farmer.
Okay.
Okay, the president arrives
in three hours.
His directive is to string Hummel along
until the air strike is operational.
- What's the word
from Mojave, General?
- The same as last time, Lou.
They're going as fast
as they can.
- Do it over here.
- On your knees. On your knees!
Navy SEALs, listen up. You've
got something that belongs to me.
Twelve guidance chips,
to be precise.
lives at stake, civilian lives.
Speak up.
- Speak up!
- I, uh, uh...
- Tell them your name.
- My name is Larry Henderson.
- Oh, man.
- And I'm a father of three.
And, uh, they've got a gun
to my head.
You've got exactly three minutes
to return the guidance chips
to the exercise yard...
- or Mr Henderson won't have a head.
- Oh, no.
Hey. Wha...
Now, three to go.
You find them
and defuse them, okay?
- All right.
- All right.
I'll try and delay Hummel
and give you more time.
Hey, what about
Mr Henderson's head?
Okay?
What do you mean?
Okay.
- General.
- Who the hell are you?
I'm all that's left
of the enemy.
Bingo.
Stand easy.
Thought I'd been in the service
a long time.
- Name and rank, sailor.
- Well, it's Army, actually.
Answer the question. And
address him as "General, sir."
Captain John Patrick Mason,
General, sir,
of Her Majesty's S.A.S.
Retired, of course.
You're a long way
from home, Captain.
How the hell are you
involved in this?
Oh, I have a unique knowledge
of this prison facility.
I was, uh,
formerly a guest here.
Hi, sweetie.
Hey, come back here,
little boy.
Did they bother to tell you
who I am, why I'm doing this?
Or are they just using you
like they do everybody else?
All I know is you were big
in Vietnam. I saw the highlights
on television.
Then you wouldn't have any
f***in' idea what it means to
lead some of the finest men...
on God's earth into battle, and
then see their memory betrayed
by their own f***in' government.
I don't quite see how you cherish
the memory of the dead...
by killing
another million.
And, uh,
this is not combat.
It's an act of lunacy,
General, sir.
Personally, I think
you're a f***in' idiot.
"The tree of liberty must be
refreshed from time to time...
with the blood of patriots
and tyrants." Thomas Jefferson.
"Patriotism is the virtue of
the vicious," according to Oscar Wilde.
- Thank you for making my point.
- Where are the guidance chips?
Where are
the guidance chips?
- I destroyed them.
- That was a bad move, soldier.
Does that mean
you'll execute us both?
You're lucky that old man Hummel
wants you alive.
'Cause I'll take pleasure
in guttin' you, boy.
I'd take pleasure
in guttin'you
Boy
"I'll take pleasure
in guttin' you, boy."
What is wrong with
these people, huh, Mason?
Don't you think there's
a lot of, uh, a lot of anger
floatin' around this island?
Kind of a pubescent volatility?
Don't you think?
A lot of angst, a lot of, "I'm 16,
I'm angry at my father" syndrome?
I mean, grow up!
We're stuck on an island...
with a bunch of
violence-for-pleasure-seeking
psychopathic Marines.
Shame on them!
Anyway, I only got one
chem round. There's two left.
- Mason?
- Yes, I'm here.
I was just thinking
how wonderful it was...
when the inmates weren't allowed
to talk in here.
Not allowed to talk.
How'd you do it?
Uh, nurtured the hope
that there was hope.
That one day I'd breathe
free air.
Perhaps meet my daughter.
Modest hopes, but, uh,
they kept a man alive.
What'd they put you
away for, John?
Oh, that's a long story.
Well, I'm not goin'
anywhere.
When was the last communication
from our men on Alcatraz?
Seven hours.
Thermite plasma
is operational.
- Get me the president.
- Be seated.
Gentlemen, consider yourselves
on ground alert. If we receive
launch authority,
your mission is
the complete thermal destruction
of Alcatraz Island.
The entire island is to be blanketed,
not one square inch missed.
Eighty-one American civilians
and a number of U.S. Marines...
will lose their lives
in this air strike.
Why didn't you just tell them
where the microfilm was...
and, and create a solution?
Hmph. The moment they had the
microfilm, they'd suicide me.
- Some solution.
- And you ended up here.
Which brings me to another
question. When you broke out...
Let me see if I can get this straight.
You went down the incinerator chute,
on the mine cars, through
the tunnels to the power plant,
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