Avenging Force Page #3

Let's go.

- Glad to see you, Mr Hunter, Mr Richards.

- (Larry) Cooper.

- (Matt) Everything OK?

- Quiet as a Sunday picnic.

- What happened to your arm, Dad?

- Just a little accident. It's OK.

- (Grandpa) Good to see you.

- Where's Daisy?

Upstairs in bed.

Where you ought to be by the looks of you.

I'll be fine. I'm gonna go check on Daisy.

- OK.

- I'll fix you a nice hot cup of coffee.

Thank you, sugar. Come on, son.

I'm glad you're back, Matt.

Yeah, me too.

Beautiful, isn't it?

(Matt) Remember when we used

to come out here with Mom and Dad?

What did you want to talk about?

Well, Uncle Larry and I

have to go away for a while.

- Government business?

- No. My business.

Matt, why would anyone want to kill

a good man like Uncle Larry?

Because sometimes in politics, Sarah,

there's evil men who won't stop at

anything to get rich and gain power.

Uncle Larry's trying to stop them.

Are these men like the ones

who killed Mom and Dad?

Yeah.

OK, Matt, but be careful.

- I love you very much.

- I love you, too.

Come on, I'll race you back, OK?

Come on. Come on.

(gunshots)

He knows about Pentangle, Elliot.

He challenged us right off.

- That right?

- He's crazier than hell.

He said for me to tell you to lay off and

not to bite off more than you can chew.

Just whets my appetite, is all.

We can't let him get away with that,

can we, gentlemen?

- Our supporters may lose faith in us.

- Supporters? They're sh*t.

- Just like the rest of those idiots out there.

- (Elliot) Jeb's right.

Survival of the fittest, that's what counts.

That's why we rule and always will.

Don't you worry about me, Elliot.

He's an impressive man.

He'd make a great asset

to the movement.

I don't care how impressive he is.

I've been told

that he's diametrically opposed

to our way and purpose.

- You know who he is?

- Yes.

Yes, he's an ex-Secret Service partner

to that loud-mouthed n*gger.

- Is that right?

- That's right.

Belonged to G6.

That's the Service's elite of the elite.

This boy's the most promising

operative they ever had.

He retired after his parents were killed

by a bomb meant for him.

- Lost his nerve?

- A matter of the heart.

- Had to take care of his kid sister.

- (Jeb) Sentimental weakness.

- We know where he hangs out?

- Yeah.

A farm near Braxton,

a couple of hundred miles north.

- He's up there now.

- With the n*gger?

With the n*gger

and a whole bunch of Secret Servicemen.

- I like it.

- I love it.

- I love it.

- I think it's just divine.

That's fine. That's great, Elliot.

It is. It is.

- Parker.

- Yes, Elliot.

We lost 11 men because of you.

Now, that wasn't my fault, Elliot.

That man is a snake.

He's some kind of devil.

- Oh, Jesus Christ, come on.

- You're a disgrace to the movement.

Please, don't, Elliot, come on.

I'll get it right. Elliot, don't do this,

goddamn it. I'll get it right!

Oh, Jesus Christ.

Let's invite young Mr Hunter

to the great game, gentlemen.

(Parker) Please.

Please.

Please.

Please take me with you.

Good God, please.

Eight of diamonds.

Well, gentlemen, it's Hunter all right.

There's Secret Service guys all over.

Four in the kitchen, three patrolling,

with Hunter and Richards upstairs.

- Asleep.

- How about the hired hands?

No problem. They're in the bunk-house.

OK. You all know what to do. Let's go.

(Grandpa) Eight of clubs. Four of clubs.

Jack. Jack bets one.

- Getting a little chilly outside.

- Hot soup on the stove.

Don't mind if I do.

- Where are the others?

- They're around.

OK, everybody in.

(screams)

Matt! Help us! Help!

Matt! Help! Matt!

Where's Grandpa?

(Larry) Come on! Come on!

- (Daisy) Larry!

- (Larry) Come on.

- (Matt) Get her out of here.

- (Larry) What's going on?

- Pentangle.

- How'd they find out where we were?

- Let's go.

- Where's the baby?

Come on. I got you.

Mommy! Daddy!

(Matt) Come on!

Mommy, Daddy, help!

Matt, take Daisy.

I've got to go and get Jeff.

- No, no, no!

- Go!

(Elliot) Give 'em a spray, boys.

- (Daisy) Larry!

- (Matt) Come on!

(Daisy) Oh, no, no!

Larry!

Jeff?

Help me! Fire! Daddy!

- You OK?

- Yeah. I'm all right. Get Larry.

Stay right here, now.

Don't move. Don't move.

Jeff?

Jeff, I'm coming. I'm here. I got you, son.

- I bet you 50 grand we lose him.

- We'll see.

I got you.

Matt, here.

Don't let my son die. Go on.

Go on!

Oh, God, no. Oh, don't worry, baby,

we're gonna be OK.

Go get 'em.

Oh, my God!

- No! No!

- Shut up! Shut up!

She's too noisy. Shut her up.

(gunshots)

Matt Hunter.

We are the Pentangle Hunting Fraternity.

You've been looking for us.

I'm so very sorry we have to meet

in such adverse circumstances.

Bring 'em down.

Alive.

(Matt) No!

You are an extraordinary young man,

Hunter. I do admire you.

You leave my sister alone,

you son of a b*tch. She can't hurt you.

You're being invited

to participate in a great game.

Your sister's our insurance

you'll turn up.

We've had our eyes on you

for quite a while.

There's a fais dodo

in Ville de Levette in two weeks.

If you accept our invitation,

you'll find your sister there, virgo intacta.

Should you talk to anyone, well...

I'll leave that to your imagination.

Good luck.

(moans)

(voices on walkie-talkie)

(camera whirrs)

What a goddamn mess.

With all our sophisticated techniques,

we still can't stop these bastards.

What worries me

is their intelligence system.

They seem to know our every move

before we make it.

And we don't know a thing about them.

What the hell's wrong with us?

I wish I knew.

Do you think Hunter

and the kid are still alive?

Without a body, there's always a chance.

Maybe they burned with the house.

I'll have the lab boys

go through the ashes.

Now, listen to me. First,

I want this whole area turned over.

In case Hunter's laying out there.

Second, I want a total media blackout.

Third, if one word of this business gets

out, I'll have those responsible shot.

(man) Ten days, gentlemen.

Nothing. Not a goddamn thing.

I think Hunter and the kid are still alive.

How do you figure that?

We've combed every inch of that territory.

Still no sign of the bodies.

- Did we get a report on the ashes?

- Yeah. Nothing.

Maybe Pentangle buried him.

Why? They left the rest

of the bodies laying around.

Maybe they kidnapped him.

Can you see Matt Hunter

letting himself be taken alive?

If he's alive, why doesn't he show himself?

I know Hunter too well.

After what happened at the ranch,

he won't trust anybody.

Not even the Agency.

No. I think he's out there somewhere.

And we'll be hearing from him.

(Admiral) In his own good time.

(crickets chirrup)

(distant fiddle tune)

(sings in French)

(applause)

(band strikes up)

(all talk at once)

Boys, he made it.

Half a million dollars for the man

who takes Hunter's head.

Gentlemen, the great hunt

is about to begin.

Sarah.

Excuse me.

Mister.

Bonsoir, chri.

I haven't seen you before.

You look so lonely and so lost.

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