Death Train Page #6

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Right, Roger Flint, GNN.

Who's that?

Lois Dobbs, GNN video.

Come on.

Right, she's on board. Go, go!

All aboard underneath.- Splendid.

Go on, it's in there. Watch your head.

Crunch, you okay?-Yeah.

I thought you wanted

to show your bomb.

Shut up! Keep moving. It's in there.

It's right here, Roger. Fine, good.

Is that on?- Not yet. Roger?

Turn it on. Get this is the shot.

You got this in the shot?

Yes, sir.

And we hope, within moments,

to uplink with Roger Flint

live aboard Freight 4402.

I'm set.- All right, good. Go ahead.

You ready to uplink, Lois?-Yes, sir.

Okay. Three, two, one.

We are now inside Freight 4402,

heading southeast.

Next to me is AlexTierney,

leader of the hijackers.

Our Geiger counter confirms...

Look at Tierney.

Radioactive material

within this ominous steel box.

I'd speculate that the guarded

nature of law enforcement...

Whatever! Hello, world,

this is "Mondo" Tierney.

I have the bomb...

and I'm prepared to blow myself up

before being taken prisoner.

Now, I'm not insane,

and I'm not acting alone.

This is a covert operation

designed to rein...

rein...

Yes!

Rein...

Tierney's hit!

Get down!

Crunch!- One man, up front.

Michael? Kolchinsky?

Are you there?

UNACO, come in! Anyone!

Sabrina?

Yeah, okay. We're okay.- Good.

Come in, Michael.

What's happening?

We're secure. We've got

some wounded down here.

Hurry with medical.

On its way, Michael.

Do svidanya,

Cowboys.

We've got a situation here...

The bomb's counting down.

C.W., I need

the defusing sequence now.

Karl, it's counting down.

Technical difficulties.

Need that sequence... no bull.

Karl, do you understand?

It's counting down.

In this order only.

Black, blue...

Malcolm... black, blue...

green, yellow...

green, yellow...- Black, blue...

25, 24, 23...- ...green, yellow...

22, 21, 20.

Orange.- ...orange.

Michael, orange.

I got that. There's two left.

Wait, wait. Orange...

white, red.

Karl, are you sure?- No.

Eight...

It's probably white and red.

Probably white and red.

Six, five...

four, three, two, one.

The camera working?

We are hoping to regain our uplink

with Roger Flint and his crew

inside the train.

Ah, we can see activity

outside one of the boxcars.

Michael, the glass is only half empty.

Oh, really, how's that?

Well, Benin's second bomb

needs your attention.

Now?- I can think of no better time.

You and Ms. Carver will be

picked up in five minutes.

Destination:
Munich.

Just peachy. Just peachy.

Come on, it's not that bad.- Okay?

You got two legs.

No longer a catastrophic threat,

no longer a rolling hell,

the death train waits, empty.

German railway officials...

Yes, thank you.

The phone company's completed

the tap on Benin's cellular.

Excellent.

One second from oblivion.

For every living thing within miles,

it came down

to that one critical second.

Authorities have just confirmed that

the bomb Karl Leitzig constructed

would have indeed detonated.

German craftsmanship.

Karl, what about the second bomb?

Estimates on loss

of life from the blast...

up to five million people.- Karl.

And from the fallout

and subsequent radiation...

another 20 million people.- Karl.

Many of those casualties

would have suffered burns...

blindness, and eventually, cancer.

Here we go. On speaker.

Iraq.

General, if you are watching GNN,

you know the second device is reliable.

My people in Iraq will take delivery.

Meet me at 34 Zendlinge Strasse

in one hour.

I will have it.

Signed, sealed and delivered.

Philpott calling UNACO 1.

UNACO 1, go ahead.

It's Philpott.

I'm faxing you a firm location

for Benin's exchange.

It's a residential district in Munich.

How'd you get it, sir?

Off Benin's cellular.

Munich police are covering.

You'll just make it.

Sir, he'd never do that.

I beg your pardon?

Benin knows we have his number.

It's got to be a bluff.

It's all we have. You just be there.

If I bought a bomb, I'd fly it out, fast.

Hmm, are you doubting the chief?

Raoul?-Yeah?

How many airports around Munich

can handle private jets?

Besides the international? One.

Let's go there.- Okay.

No way... no, no, no, no way.

Get permission.

Yeah, well, we're on a snipe hunt.

Snipe? What's that?

Damned if I know.

10 years in Kentucky

and I never saw one.

You know, I remember...

I think it was Panama...

There was this hot-shot

lieutenant and he had...

Wait! Wait! Shhh, shh!

Well?

You were lucky.- I was smart.

That's a Russian uniform.

Uh-huh, uh-huh. Okay.

Raoul, patch me to Philpott.

Phil, remember that time in Argentina?

You found them!

Just like I said.

We're going to lay low

until we get backup, okay?

Give me your exact location.

Mike!

Michael!

Shi-it!

You will fly us out of here now!

Go, go! Okay, go, go!

Cover me!

Mike!

Close the rear door!

Mike!

Sh*t!

Hey!

Drop the gun!

A clip! Where's a clip?

Sh*t.

Oh, damn!

Sabrina!

There you go! Here we go!

Come on! All right.

I'm out of ammo.

Where's Benin?- I nailed him.

Yeah?

Now we're even on the box car.

Yeah, yeah.

Oh, sh*t.

No. No way!

Black...

Oh God. Think it's got

the same diffusing sequence?

I don't know, I gotta believe so.

Black, blue...

green... Oh God, Michael.

Whoever is hearing this,

I give you the rest of your life.

Yeah, I knew it all along.

You too, huh?

Oh. Oh, yeah.

Oh yeah.

Michael? Michael, come in, will you?

Damn it, what is going on?

Ms. Carver... somebody... answer.

Michael!

What a night.

What a day.

I wonder who won Daytona.

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