Cradle 2 the Grave Page #5

Not test. Calibrate.

Which l'm now ready to do.

Goggles?

Here you go, man.

Thanks.

[SPEAKS lN CHINESE]

Please work. Please work.

Please work.

[RINGING]

Daddy, please. Daddy, please.

Please answer, Daddy, answer.

Want me to get that?

- Yeah?

- Daddy?

Vanessa?

Daddy, please, come and get me...

...I wanna go home!

Calm down, baby. Calm down.

Where are you?

I don't know!

I'm in a van inside a big building.

They painted the windows.

I can't look out!

You gotta help me, sweetheart.

I have to know where you are.

- I'm scared!

FAIT:
I know you are, honey.

Just try to stay calm. Concentrate.

Look around. What do you see?

I don't know. I can't see anything.

You gotta try, sweetheart.

Try to see something.

I'm going. L'm trying.

[CELL PHONE BEEPING]

VANESSA:

I see chairs and green light.

Chairs. Green light.

Where's the light coming from?

I can't tell. There's a machine.

It's like a laser show.

- Laser show?

- Daddy...

...hurry! L'm scared!

- I wanna go home!

- Okay, baby. Calm down.

It's gonna be okay.

Daddy's coming!

Daddy?

- Vanessa?

- Daddy!

Vanessa?

Vanessa!

Great!

Sh*t!

- He's doing it here tonight.

- Doing what?

Selling the stones. The Thai laser emits

green light. He needs it to enrich them.

- To show their power.

TOMMY:
What are you talking about?

DARIA:

What are these stones?

A new form of synthetic plutonium.

Portable, but mega-powerful. Right?

There's a bunch of international

scumbags who'd pay a lot of money...

...to get their hands on those.

And then, look out world.

FAIT:

Enough of this!

How's it gonna get me

back my daughter?

We're operational.

The buyers will want to arrive

and leave quickly.

Somewhere private,

accessible by aircraft.

Vanessa did say she was inside

of a big building.

Could be a hangar.

MILES:
There's about a dozen

little airports around here.

We ain't gonna never get them all.

- Flight plans.

ARCHIE:
Yeah, flight plans.

They gotta list a destination.

Every aircraft that takes off...

...has to file one with the Aviation

Administration or risk getting shot...

...by the U.S. military.

So you get that list...

...and maybe we can find out where

the sale's going down.

Daria, call the aviation people.

Use our L.A.P.D. credentials.

We need flight info on all aircrafts

coming in or going out.

Miles, the no-gun policy is

no longer in effect. Break out the heat.

Everybody else, get ready to move.

Tommy, create a diversion.

I got just the thing if we can fit in it.

[BUZZING]

Wick Airfield. Five private choppers

arriving tonight within minutes.

- Sounds like our best bet.

- Better be for Vanessa's sake.

Let's go.

You are the world's foremost

arms dealers.

You all know weaponry equals power,

and in the world of weaponry...

...nukes rule.

But nuclear material is hard to obtain

and difficult to handle.

But what if it weren't?

That's the question that brought

you here tonight.

And this is the answer.

A unique, man-made element.

In its present state it's completely inert.

Zero radiation...

...zero volatility.

One small fragment easily transformed

into a source of immense energy.

More powerful than weapons-grade

plutonium 100 times its size.

Goggles on.

FAIT:
So, what the hell does Taiwan

gotta do with this?

SU:
We developed the stones.

They belong to us.

FAIT:
What about the guy you're after?

How come you know him so well?

SU:
We grew up together. We joined

the government at the same time.

FAIT:
Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

You were on the same side?

SU:
He betrayed us. He killed our team.

He tried to kill me too.

FAIT:
If you don't take this

motherf***er out, l will.

SU:

The stones first, then him.

LING:
Creating a highly reactive

radioactive isotope...

...requires altering the atomic structure

of the original material.

Normally this is accomplished

by adding neutrons.

Here, we're using electromagnetic

distillation to strip away protons.

In the process, the fragment's potential

yield is increasing exponentially.

We're now reaching the yield level

of a sidewinder missile.

Enough power to take out a tank.

A Tomahawk cruise missile,

enough to destroy a building.

Scud.

That's a few city blocks gone.

Hiroshima.

Two Hiroshimas.

[BEEPING]

New world order.

The purpose of today's sale

is to begin trading...

...a new commodity on the black market

and to determine its value.

There are 50 stones available

in the first sale.

And the opening bid

is $200,000 per stone.

Bids, please.

I'll bid one million for five stones.

- I'll bid 1.2 million for five stones.

-1.5 for five stones.

MAN 1:
1.7 million for five stones.

MAN 2:
2 million.

WOMAN:
5 million for six stones!

MAN 1:
5.2!

-5.7 for six!

- Sold.

- Seven million for 10 stones!

- 8.5 for 10!

Miles, what do you see?

We got five choppers.

Two armed sentries.

Checking the perimeter.

Perimeter is clear.

I'm moving inside.

They're still doing the deal.

There's a camper there.

- And the windows is painted out.

- Vanessa said she was in a van.

Can't see out. It's gotta be it!

Once we get her,

you two disappear fast.

I'll keep her safe.

-8.7 million for 10 stones!

-9 million for 10 stones!

-9.8 for 10.

-10 million for 10 stones!

- Sold! There are 37 stones.

-16 million!

Miles! Hit them!

Done.

Tommy and Archie,

watch the van. Punch it!

-24.5 for 15!

-24 and three quarters...

25 for 15!

[CRASHING]

Freeze, motherfuckers!

I knew it.

You heard the man. Party's over!

RUSSELL:
l knew it.

- Just be cool.

F***ing amateurs.

Come on, man, just be cool!

I said, don't move, motherf***er!

She's out! She's out!

She's on the move.

Another time.

MILES:
There's a guy after her.

- Stay right here. I'll go get her.

- Holy sh*t!

- Come to Papa!

[SCREAMING]

Sh*t! That motherf***er's shooting!

- What do we do?

- Shoot him!

Easy for you to say!

[GUNSHOTS]

You do him.

Don't let him get away!

Oh, sh*t! Sh*t! Archie, l'm out of ammo!

- Fire the M-60!

- Get me closer!

SONA:

Give me that!

How many times do we have to kill you?

Get him! L got this.

Go! Go!

- Go!

- All right!

- What happened?

- I don't know!

We're out of balance!

Retract the landing gear! Do it!

Do it now!

Shoot him down!

Sh*t! L'm out of ammo! What now?

SU:

Shoot him down!

- Load the cannon.

- How?

- Put the giant bullet into the hole!

- Oh, sh*t.

Oh, sh*t!

- There he is! There he is! L got him!

- Archie, shoot this motherf***er!

We're hit!

- Hey! Hey!

- You shot him in the ass!

ARCHIE:

We got it!

[SCREAMS]

Sh*t!

Time to end this my way.

[SCREAMING]

- Let her go!

- Let go! Daddy!

Daddy!

Damn! No shot.

You were lucky last time.

You won't be lucky again.

VANESSA:

Daddy!

[SCREAMS]

FAIT:

Come on, baby. Come on.

[SCREAMING]

FAIT:

Wrong kid!

Definitely the wrong father!

- My baby!

- Daddy, I knew you'd find me!

So glad the angels kept you safe.

Another one?

You know it.

Never gonna let you go. Ever.

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