Declassified: The Making of 'The Marine' Page #2

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And-And your time as a marine-

Yeah, it's over.

And that sucks, man.

But your life's not over.

I mean, it's changing...

but you gotta learn to change with it.

Sometimes-

Sometimes, it's good to just take

a step back and see what you still have.

You know, I think I'm gonna

go home and see my wife.

Yeah. She's hot.

What happened today?

We made a lot of money.

In the vault... with the kid.

That kid showed that

he couldn't keep his mouth shut.

And Morgan blowin' up that cop car?

He went a little overboard.

But in all fairness to Morgan...

I was firing an automatic weapon at those cops.

Dead cops, all those witnesses-

Doesn't that pose

a potential problem for us?

So does a prison term.

Bottom line is, we got away clean.

What's the matter, Angela?

Don't you trust me anymore?

Look at me.

That kid knew my name.

That's dangerous for all of us.

Baby, is there anything in these eyes that

makes you think I could ever hurt you?

[ Cell Phone Ringing ]

- What?

- [ Man ] Let's forget about what

you did to our guy in the vault.

You killed two cops today,

and that's a problem.

Don't start with me.

You arrogant bastard.

You've lost control.

That's where you're wrong, my friend.

You see...

- I've gained control.

- Is that right?

You bet your ass that's right.

What's the matter with you, Rome?

Have you lost your mind?

Have you forgotten

who you're talking to?

I know exactly who I'm talking to.

You see, I have the diamonds.

Therefore, I have the power.

You have no idea of the level of hell

I could bring down on you.

Yeah, but you won't,

not if you wanna see these diamonds.

Tomorrow, noon. I get my diamonds,

you get your money.

[ Thunder Rumbling ]

[ Beeps Off]

Listen. About what happened at work today-

I'm not tellin' anybody.

Cool.

- Hey, baby.

- Hey.

- How was work?

- Fine.

Yeah? What? What happened?

- Talk to me.

- Nothing.

Stuff.

[ Man On TV]

They're hired to protect us.

But who will protect us from them?

- Security guards out of control tonight at 11:00.

- Mmm.

"Stuff." Like you throwing

a guy out of a window?

Yeah.

[ TVShuts Off]

I thought my days of worrying

about you were over.

- What happened?

- [ Sighs ]

- This isn't me.

- Well, you jumped into work

the minute you got back.

Kate, what was I supposed to do?

Come home, sit around?

- That's not me. I can't do that.

- I know you can't.

- What if we just took off?

- What?

Yeah, just... left. Gone.

Do something crazy. We'll get up

in the morning and we'll go somewhere.

- Where?

- I don't know where. Anywhere. It doesn't matter.

That's not the point. I just-

I've been thinking a lot about it.

- You have?

- Yeah.

- Okay.

- What do you think? Just me and you.

I really wanna do this. Come on.

Say yes.

Say yes.

- John, say yes! Come on!

- Okay, okay! Yes, yes.

[ Buzzer Sounds ]

Hey, man! You're Lincoln Kennedy!

- Man, what are you doin' here?

- I don't know what you're talkin' about, man.

Oh, come on, 72. I know it's you.

Husky Hall of Fame,

three consecutive Pro Bowls.

Man, you even started

in a Super Bowl.

You didn't win, but you started.

Come on, man.

I know it's you.

Morgan!

Thanks, L.K.

Let's take a walk.

- Rock candy?

- Oh, man, you know I hate rock candy.

Oh, that's right,

because of that one time.

- Ooh.

- Yeah.

Let's walk it off, big guy.

- How'd you like that Benz I hooked you up with?

- Liked it?

Sh*t! 24-valve V-8.

Fourmatic all-wheel drive.

What's not to like?

If you like that, you're gonna love this.

- What's it gonna be, a Mustang?

- Nah.

- AJag?

- Better.

- Come on, man. Tell me, what is it?

- Right there.

Man, that's a minivan.

Rome said inconspicuous.

But how are you gonna send

a brother out in a minivan?

- Man, I'm a criminal, not a soccer mom!

- Come on, big guy.

CD, DVD.

If you want, I'll even have

Johnny throw some spinners on it.

- F*** you!

- Or not.

Maybe I'm not making myself clear.

You see, I am a black man.

- Yeah, I got that.

- Okay.

Okay, and that is a minivan.

Right.

Black men don't drive minivans, Frank.

They do now.

Morgan, the five of you

are never gonna fit in one of those.

Take the van. Nobody pays attention.

You guys can just disappear.

What do you say?

Keys are in it. Knock yourself out.

[ Woman Vocalizing ]

[ Woman Singing Rand B ]

[ Continues ]

[ Kate ]

Mount Cedar. I used to go to camp there.

God, I haven't thought

about that in a long time.

But the mountains are hours away.

You sure you don't wanna

just stop at the beach?

- I think I've seen enough sand.

- Okay.

Besides, you're not the only one with

childhood memories of the mountains.

You never told me

that you went to Mount Cedar.

It wasn't Mount Cedar. Further up.

So are you gonna tell me where?

It was just a place that my daddy

used to take us when we were kids.

What'd you guys do up there?

Was it fun?

It was all right.

- Dad liked it.

- Why?

I guess it's 'cause he knew

it was far enough away...

where nobody could hear

me and my brother scream.

[ Chuckles ]

We gotta get some gas.

You want anything?

- Uh, a Diet Coke.

- Okay.

- Nice butt.

- What?

[ Doorway Sensor Chimes ]

Oh, man.

How you doin'?

Cadillac man, huh?

Yeah.

- What happens there stays there.

- What?

The Vegas sticker.

Oh, yeah. It's my brother's car.

- He lives in Vegas.

- You visit him much?

Couple times a year.

Me too. My mom lives there.

I just love it there, you know?

Especially downtown.

You ever go to the Olympus?

Oh, not since they tore it down last year.

Oh, man.

[ Gasps ]

- Don't move.

- [ Tires Screeching ]

Great.

Take the truck!

[ Screaming ]

Come here! Where you goin'? Come here!

- Stay down!

- John!

- Shut up!

- John!

- Get off of me! John!

- Where the hell did she come from?

- Do we kill her?

- No. We might need a hostage.

[ Kate's Voice, Distorted ]

John.!

Get off me.! John.!

Morgan, get in the truck.!

Okay, keep pressure on that.

I'm gonna call for help.

Highway Patrol, this is John Triton.

You have officers down at Manze's Gas.

Multiple assailants.

Four men, one woman headed

southbound on l-95 in a black Navigator.

They have a hostage. It's my wife.

"Kate Triton." Married toJohn Triton.

SergeantJohn Triton.

She married a marine.

What'd you marry him for? Benefits?

[ Chuckling ]

Hey!

- Settle down!

- Get off me!

Settle down.!

You gotta be kiddin' me.

The cops.

That ain't the cops.

I hate cops.

And rock candy.

- Shoot him.

- [ Screams ]

Will somebody please shoot this guy!

- What does it look like we're doing?

- Missing.

Hey, slow down!

Look out!

Hey!

Whoa!

No, no, no, no!

This guy's like the Terminator.

You murdering sons of b*tches!

Somebody shut her up

and get her out of here.

You murderers.!

[ Yelling ]

Angie, baby, I know

you got a hair trigger...

but I said shut her up, not kill her.

We might need an insurance policy.

Get a rope and tie her up.

Put your hands together.

Front axle's history.

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