Bad Company Page #4

Mr. Hayes, where are you?

Where in the hell are you?

I'll see y'all next week.

- Ma. Ma!

- Help! Help!

- Ma, Ma, Ma--

- Somebody help!

- Help!

- It's me! Ma, it's me! It's me!

-Jakey?

- Yeah... You gonna break my arm.

What are you doing in the dark?

Some people are looking for me, and--

What did you do?

What did you do?

I didn't do nothin'!

I didn't do nothin'!

It's not what you think.

It's not the police.

-It's way too hard to explain.

- Look at this.

8 foster kids I've taken

into my house over the years,

and all of them made something of themselves,

and not one of them had your potential.

- Come on, Ma.

- Sellin' and scramblin' and hustlin'.

Ma,

did you know I had a brother?

Stop talkin' crazy.

You had lots of brothers.

How's that nice girl

I met last Christmas?

She left me.

Hand me that umbrella

so I can hit you again.

- You know, mom, maybe it wasn't my fault.

- You need money?

No.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I need money.

How much do you need?

I won $250 at bingo.

It's just-- It's just for

a little while. I'll pay you back.

Yeah, I know.

Want something to eat?

You know what? I really got to go.

I'm never giving up on you, Jakey.

You're gonna do something

to make me very proud one day.

I know it.

I owe you an apology.

You hear me?

I'm just wondering how many

of your people are listening in.

No, we're alone.

No cameras, no wires. Just me.

You got the floor.

Your brother was assassinated.

By the same guys who

came after me, right?

I guess so, doing

the same job as you.

Which is what?

Your brother, as Michael Turner,

was helping me buy something...

off the black market.

What-What, Cuban cigars,

PlayStation 3, what?

I can't tell you if you're

not coming back in with us.

I'm not coming back in

with you if you ain't telling me.

Your brother died saving my life.

Did you know that?

Wish it would have been otherwise,

but that's the way it is.

How are his parents taking it?

- You didn't tell his parents?

- No. That's the way we want it.

How would you feel if you died

and nobody told your wife?

I'm not married.

- What, there's no Mrs. Spy?

- Not any more.

Relationships and attachments

are useless in this business.

So that's how this job is: Even if they

don't shoot you, they take your life.

I know it sounds hokey,

but I honestly believe...

our lives are about something

bigger than ourselves,

and I'm offering you a chance

to commit yourself to something.

You ain't offering me nothing but

a chance at a bullet in my ass.

I don't see the higher meaning in that.

- Tell you what I'm gonna do.

Thank you. - No problem.

I'm going outside, sit in the car and count

to 10, and if you want to join me, fine,

and if not, I'll tell the agency

I couldn't find you.

We can't pull this job off without you.

We need you.

Think about it.

Well, that didn't work, did it?

No. What, "I'm gonna go

outside and count to 10"?

Who the hell are you?

You'd have done better with,

"B*tch, get in the car."

What's the matter with you?

Okay. Get in the car,

b*tch.

This is the man who tried to kill you.

We now know that he's a member of

an multinational terrorist organization,

led by this man.

Meet the man who killed

your brother:
Dragan Adjanic.

He's wanted by The Hague

for terrorist crimes against humanity,

so he's a fugitive everywhere

in the world, including his own country.

He calls his movement the Black Hand.

His members take a death pledge,

becoming suicide soldiers

to further their cause.

Last year the FBI caught 4 of his men...

in a Washington DC motel

with enough urea nitrate

to level the Capitol building.

He doesn't like America,

and he doesn't like you.

Wait. What did I do?

- He's your rival buyer.

- For the item this man has to sell.

This is Adrik Vas.

He's a Russian, ex-army colonel,

kingpin in the Russian mafia.

He's up to his neck in prostitution,

drugs and extortion.

That sounds like anybody

I went to high school with.

This is Vas's right-hand man.

His name is Michelle Petrov,

Remember these faces, because

you're gonna be seeing them soon.

Why do they call this guy

"The Hammer"?

Wha-- What?

Good evening. Isn't this fun?

This is an exercise known as Kim's game.

It's meant to test your awareness.

So what can you tell me

about your attackers?

They woke me up. Look, man,

if you want me to spy,

I'm gonna need my rest.

- How many were there?

- Didn't I just say they woke me up?

Yeah, that's the weird thing

about an ambush.

Next time we'll try and warn you.

Do you understand what

happened to you just now?

- Yeah. I was jacked.

- No, you panicked.

When you thought you were

in danger, your brain shut down.

So what's the point of having a good

brain if you can't keep it operating?

My brain didn't shut down.

I knew it was Swanson...

'cause I could feel

her tits on my back.

I knew it was Carew,

'cause his breath smelled like sh*t.

Probably from kissing your ass

so much.

I knew it was Seale

because I took his wallet.

Hey, Seale, why's a married man

need a condom? Your wife know?

- You wanna know how I knew it was you?

- Thank you. Game's over. Good night.

Where you going?

You're gonna leave like that?

Come back. Y'all got me up.

Let's do somethin'.

Let's hit a club

or somethin'.

Based on our intelligence projections and

the text manual provided by Agent Pope,

this is a mock-up

of what you'll be buying.

- Does it play DVDs?

- It's a portable thermonuclear weapon.

- So that's a bomb?

- It's a reproduction.

Last year, a Russian suitcase

bomb was stolen from...

a dismantling facility

in the Ural Mountains.

Your brother tracked it down.

We need you to recover it.

2 things you're gonna have to do.

Would one of them

be shittin' in my pants?

Welcome to Prague.

Looks like Newark.

- Welcome back to the hotel, Mr. Turner.

- Thank you.

Mr. Turner, so glad

to have you back sir.

Thank you, Lampinka.

Hope you haven't given out my room.

Certainly not, sir.

- This is beautiful.

- Her name is Linka.

You just called her "Lampinka, "

which means cardboard.

Man, it's gonna be hard

to go back to Jersey.

We'll be in the suite

across the hall...

at full video and audio surveillance

of this room.

All right, now, when I go to

the bathroom, press the " pause" button.

Just stay in the room.

You got nothing to worry about.

Except my date with a nuclear bomb.

Okay, this is our lifeline,

our only link to Adrik Vas.

Nothing happens till he calls.

Don't let it out of your sight.

And remember, from now on,

there's no Jake. There's no Kevin.

Only Michael Turner.

Man,

I think I'm gonna like

being Michael Turner.

Pretty Woman

I think maybe you want

to take a look at this.

Okay, what the hell's

he up to now?

Pretty Woman

Hey, fish egg?

- They're good, man.

- Beluga, sir.

- 12,000 crowns an ounce.

- Party's over.

No, the party just started.

Soon as y'all leave,

I'm gonna have my ass buffed.

Hey. This little piggy go to market.

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