Bad Company Page #9
it's goodbye to half of Manhattan.
I need you here
for the enabling code.
- You said if we found the bomb, we'd
find Julie. - I need you now, Come on!
Jake, I'll find her.
You're bleeding, man. You're bleeding!
Now listen to me. When they scanned
your eyes, you saw the codes.
- Try and remember them. - Whenever
I hear numbers, my head converts 'em...
into chess moves
or seats at the Garden.
- That's the only way I can remember.
- Take your time.
Just relax. You know the codes.
You can do it. I know you can.
Okay. Queen's bishop 3...
across from mezzanine section...
Okay. Let's see.
I saw a Queen's bishop 3.
Aisle seat in section...
142. 142.
- 2 more to go.
- Okay, I think I got 'em.
Did you find her?
- Touch that bomb, she dies.
- Keep going, Jake.
The bomb goes off, everybody dies.
2 more numbers.
while people
all over the world starve.
You stay at home, you watch
our blood spilled on television.
- War is just video games.
- He's stalling, Jake.
Enter the codes... now!
You take sides in conflicts
you know nothing about.
Dictating to other people
how they should live.
You're so keen on playing God.
Well, now's your chance to meet him.
I'll give you 3 seconds, then I'll kill her.
Go ahead.
1...
2...
No! I'll kill you!
3!
Move, move!
-Jake, hold me.
- Honey, I love you. Let me do this.
Rook 6, 4, 3. Okay, okay.
One more! One more!
- Well, that's done.
- That's it?
That's all it does, beep, beep, beep?
That's all we wanted it to do.
-It's okay.
- Clear, sir. Go ahead.
- Go, go!
Seale is down. We need a medic.
- It's okay.
- Who is that?
- Where's the bomb? - It's right here.
- How much time do we have?
- Mr. Hayes diffused the bomb.
- Don't Worry. I got ya.
- Oakes has been hit.
- Stay with me. I love you.
- I missed you.
- I missed you too.
People, we did it.
Which star is your brother's?
There are no names, Ma.
Agent identities are never revealed,
even after they've died.
But they're all honored right here.
Their names are written
in this book, their families sign it...
and then the pages
are sealed forever.
- It's a book of forgotten heroes.
- No, they're not forgotten.
-Jake?
- Hey.
Thanks for keeping me off that wall.
Well, stay off of it.
Ma, this is from me and Julie.
I just hope it brings
a little joy in your life.
I knew you'd make me proud.
This is just su--
Good Lord-- $90,000!
No, that's the wrong one, Ma.
Here-- This is yours.
This is for when we get married.
10,000's much more than I need.
Then give some back.
Hey, honey?
Can you walk Ma to the car?
- I gotta talk to Oakes.
- Yeah.
Congratulations on your engagement.
So, I'll see you at the wedding, right?
Goodbye, Mr. Hayes.
I see.
No personal attachments.
- Hey, what's up?
- What's up, man?
Congratulations, Mr. Hayes.
Oakes, you didn't RSVP.
I figured weddings weren't your thing.
I'm on a new assignment.
Well, if you're supposed to be
undercover at a black wedding,
for the job.
An old friend of Kevin's
escaped from Rikers Island.
Hey, man, I don't care
if he escaped from Temptation Island.
I'm not going nowhere.
I just got married.
Can't a brother get a piece of cake?
The guy who escaped is Carlos Palmeros,
the world's foremost assassin.
Car-- I don't care if it's Carlos Santana,
the world's foremost guitarist.
The world's foremost assassin?
That's like the Tiger Woods of murder.
Well, Kevin was responsible for
putting him away. The problem is...
he thinks you're Kevin,
so he's coming after you to kill you.
No, no!
Th-That's not happening.
That's not happening.
I'm gonna go off with my wife.
I'm gonna be happy for 2 years...
then I'm going to be miserable for 90,
just like everybody else.
I got you. I got you.
So, there's no killer?
No. Not yet.
So you just came here
for my wedding?
I wouldn't have missed it.
Not for the world.
- I get it. So you and Swanson are next?
- Me? No.
- I'm never gonna get married. Not again.
- Never gonna get married again?
First thing you gotta learn is,
don't take your girlfriend to a wedding.
We may need to call on you
in the future.
It's your wedding present
from us at the agency.
2 tickets to Hawaii.
- I can't take this, Oakes.
-Jake? Sweetie? Come on.
- Your wife is calling you, Mr. Hayes.
- Husband.
Get in the car... b*tch.
Hey, Oakes!
Never say never.
I'm all out of love
I'm so lost without you
I know you were right
believing for so long
So long
I'm all out of love
Out of love, yeah
What am I without you
So lost without you
Feels so wrong
Yo, Yo Breathe in, breathe out
Do the chickenhead
Go on and let it out
Breathe out, breathe in
Put your back in
and let your knees bend
Breathe in, breathe out
Do the monastery
go on and let it out
Breathe out, breathe in
Put your back in
and let your knees bend
Yo, somebody move
Nobody get hurt
This is official, man
only dance-floor experts
And party animals
Flammable Hannibal
Why it's banging it's understandable
Now back to somebody movin'
and nobody get hurt
My intentions on this one
is the party wet his shirt
Now go to work and do the chicken,
do the chicken
And once you do it it's stickin'
Believe me, dirty
You're stickin' to the door
Throw back vokal velour
Matchin' Diadonas fresh off tour
Head to the floor
Take it round, round
chickenhead breakin' it down
Created by my town
the monastery is found
There won't be no extra space
to waste. Pick up the pace
See your heart rate
If you start to hyperventilate
Breathe in, breathe out
Do the chickenhead
go let it out
Breathe out, breathe in
Put your back in
and let your knees bend
Breathe in, breathe out
Do the monastery
go on let it out
Breathe out, breathe in
Put your back in
and let your knees bend
First, ladies, put your drinks
by your purse
Fellas, tuck in ya shirt
and put in belt buckle words
Ladies, get ya dip right
and ya hip right
Fellas, you better find that
and get behind that
Third, you can do it
shaken or stirred
Show up per word
and flap like a bird
Four, do it some more
Five, make sure it's live
Six, ladies and fellas
here we go now. Swing
Seven, lay back like
you're looking for heaven
Let your body preach like we
in church and you da reverend
Eight. If we made it
this far dirty, you straight
If not, you better practice
and get it 'fore it's too late
Nine, is this the time
to prepare for the dime
Ten, start all over again
Breathe in, breathe out
Do the chickenhead
go on let it out
Breathe out, breathe in
Put your back in
and let your knees bend
Breathe in, breathe out
Do the monastery
go on let it out
Breathe out, breathe in
Put your back in
and let your knees bend
[Fades, Ends]
Six million ways to live
We live lavish
[Rap, Indistinct]
Blanket, leave their scratches
across the Atlas
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