Dark Angel Page #4

- I think not!

Come on.

- Frank, what's going on here?

- They got the place completely...

- I thought you were an FBI guy.

- I've never seen them before!

Isn't that your boss?

Yeah.

I'd like to talk to him. Dr Switzer!

Oh, it's OK. Let him through.

Where's that witness you were talking?...

There is no witness. Listen to me.

Don't talk, just listen!

It's all taken care of.

This case is closed. As of this moment...

...you are officially on vacation. Now beat it!

- What does "taken care of" mean?

- It means it's not our problem any more.

Get out of here!

Excuse me. Diane?

Come here for a second.

I've been put on vacation.

How about taking a trip?

A long one, just you and me.

Someplace we never heard of.

- What about my job, Jack?

- Take a vacation too!

- I can't.

- Then quit! Look at this!

- Don't tempt me, Jack. I'll do it!

- Go home, pack, then pick me up.

- Are you serious about this?

- I promise. Cross my heart!

Jack, mess with me on this one,

I'll have your lungs filled with water.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey! What's the matter,

aren't we friends any more, huh?

- Well, I guess that's it, huh?

- What did Switzer tell you?

- The whole story.

- Bullshit!

- I know what I need to know.

- All right, that's three!

You know the difference between you

and me? You don't f***ing care!

- You just want to please.

- F*** you! I do my job!

I respect my superiors,

that's the difference.

- I'm a team player.

- Well, your team sucks.

Holy sh*t!

He must be stopped!

You've some balls! Give us a second.

I never, ever wanna work with you again...

- Holy sh*t!

- Calm down! He's the one I told you about.

- Look! Look!

- He's on our side.

Let's get the hell out of here.

Holy sh*t!

Oh, man, he's bleeding.

- Who are you?

- An offcer of the law, like you.

- He speaks English!

- Stop him!

- What does he want?

- Blarcy, a priceless drug.

Where I'm from...

...rare and illegal, what you call endorphins.

- Just a lousy dealer!

- I don't believe any of this is happening!

He'll kill your people by the thousands

to get it cheaply.

- Where did you say you're from?

- Stop him!

If he returns, others will come.

It will be a slaughter.

He's at the storage place. Destroy it!

Near Quarterway.

- Could be the Fletcher building.

- You must promise me.

Promise me!

I promise.

At least we have something now,

you know?

- What?

- His body. We've got proof.

Sh*t! Goddammit! I got it.

Nothing much of him left.

- Christ! Did you see that?

- Almost burned my f***in' face off!

- You all right?

- I'm all right. I got it!

I got his weapon.

Great. That's our proof.

- We take it to Malone and...

- Inspector Switzer has to see it first.

- Forget Switzer!

- You think Malone's gonna stop it?

- Switzer will stop it.

- No, he won't! Switzer is a liar.

Pretty soon he'll feed you that old line...

...about breaking eggs to make an omelette.

- Now, give me the gun.

- No.

- What do you mean, no? Come on!

- I said no!

Sorry, Jack. I'll use it.

You stupid f***! You've been

a pain in the ass since the start.

Sorry you feel that way.

I'm taking this to Switzer.

I'm just doing my job.

Are you?

We're the good guys, Jack.

Somewhere along the line

you just forgot that. Know what I mean?

- You OK?

- Yeah!

Good.

Don't worry, you did the right thing.

You did a fantastic job

and your record will reflect that.

- First the disc and now this.

- What happens now, sir?

How is this going to be handled?

I'm surprised at you

asking so many questions.

- Been around Caine too much, I guess.

- No.

Well, suffice it to say that this will be

applied to the national interest.

That's something

I wanted to talk to you about, sir.

I won't ask you to remove Caine.

You've done enough.

Remove him? What are you talking about?

Don't be naive!

The military benefits of a successful

contact with this alien are enormous...

...and cannot be compromised by Caine,

who just wants to kill it!

As far as you're concerned,

this case is closed.

This alien's killing people.

Can't make an omelette

without breaking a few eggs.

Don't worry.

You get used to this kind of work.

Trust me.

Never trust nobody.

Caine manual, page one, chapter one.

- Thanks for helping me out back there.

- Forget it.

- You want to quit?

- No.

No.

I'm kind of used to following procedure.

You know?

Right now I think we should just...

kick some ass.

Why did you follow me, anyway?

Instinct.

- You know how to use that gun?

- Yeah, sure. It's just a gun.

Oh, f***!

- Hey, look.

- What?

Where you going?

Whew! Look at this sh*t.

Ow! Goddammit!

We're too late.

We missed him.

No, get out! I got him! I got him!

Sh*t!

Sh*t!

Go, go, go, go, go!

Come on!

- You OK? Give me that!

- No, I'll get it!

Dammit, it's stuck!

Get back! Get back!

Yeah, take that, you miserable son of a...

...b*tch.

Run!

I got it! I got it!

- You all right?

- Did I get him? I think I got him.

- I think so.

- Where's that big son of a b*tch?

Hell of a recoil, huh?

This baby can do some damage.

- Huh... Where is he?

- I don't know.

What is that? What is that?

Looks like we've got what he came for.

It's the endorphins.

Lucky son of a b*tch! Ow! Ow!

One clear shot. That's all I needed. That

big, ugly bastard would have been history.

- What are you doing?

- I got an idea.

We don't want to invite him here.

- Where?

- Where you can have one clear shot.

You got a jacket in there for me?

- I thought you didn't like my clothes.

- Thanks.

We might need this.

Hey, it fits!

- It should. It was mine when I was twelve.

- Thank you.

Bring the spacegun, we're outta here.

- Oh!

- Diane?

- Quit screwing around, I'm packed.

- God, Diane!

Diane?

- Yeah, Diane. What's going on?

- You've got to go home.

- We were going on vacation!

- Something came up.

Goddammit, Jack, I just quit my job!

- Do you understand that?

- I know. I can explain.

Careful, Caine,

don't let her get the upper hand.

Jack, tell me what the hell is going on!

Christ, who the hell is that?

- You f***ed up, Caine!

- Sh*t, not now!

- Where's the money?

- That's it. These guys are level two.

Throw down your weapons. Now!

- I'm waiting for an explanation.

- It's complicated.

- I said drop 'em!

- F*** you!

- Come on, let's get outta here!

- What the f***?...

Who the hell is that?

- Get in the car!

- Go. Get in!

Start the car! Start the car!

Go!

15W9, proceeding north on Grand.

I need backup!

I'm being pursued by a blue-and-white!

- Who is that guy?

- Some a**hole from outer space!

But there's nothing to worry about.

I've got this!

Oh, I see, a spacegun!

You guys are on top of things.

Look out!

Hey, look out.

Get back on the street!

Get back on the street!

Stay on the sidewalk!

Stay on the sidewalk!

Jack!

Sh*t!

Get out of the way!

Get out of the way! Be careful!

You in the police car!

Pull your vehicle over immediately!

You are driving a municipal vehicle

without authorisation!

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