Declassified: The Making of 'The Marine' Page #3

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We're not goin' anywhere in this thing.

- Now, you figured that out all by yourself, huh?

- Actually, I did.

Yeah. But, hey,

you know what else I figured out?

What's that?

That you're a trigger-happy nut job

who belongs in a cage.

[ Fires Gun Twice ]

All right!

We are monumentally screwed here...

and the last thing I need is you two

bickerin' like a couple of little girls.

So as of right now, it's over.

Are we clear?

Because if we're not,

I give you my word...

I will absolutely shoot you myself.

- What do we do now?

- The way I see it, we got two options.

"A," we stand here

and try to kill each other-

and then no one gets paid

and someone gets dead-

or "B,"we get out of the swamp,

make our drop and collect our dough.

And maybe it's just the greed talkin',

but I'm stickin' with "B."

Yeah, well, I say we move, 'cause

every cop in the state heard that blast.

We'll follow the swamp downstream.

- Through there?

- Yeah, through there.

The trees'll give us

cover from the air.

The swamp will slow down the cops.

What do you wanna do

with our little insurance policy?

Oh, go to hell.

Angie, why'd you do that?

Now Morgan's gotta carry her.

Morgan's got-

Morgan's gotta do what?

Watch out for crocodiles.

What's the matter with you?

Ain't no crocodiles in South Carolina.

[ Siren Chirping ]

- Detective Van Buren.

- Sir.

- What do we got?

- Well, we got one deceased officer here...

and another found

seriously wounded there.

The guy who called in?

John Triton. He's an ex-marine,

and he's for real.

His description of the perps

sounds like the crew...

that hit the diamond store

in town yesterday.

- Roadblocks up?

- Yes, sir.

Choppers and search teams

are on their way.

- So what else do we know about these guys?

- They're sloppy.

[ Man On Radio ]

Unit four, come in.

- Go ahead.

- We got a report of a multiple car accident.

Shots fired five miles

south of your position.

That Highway Patrol car from your location

was involved. Check and advise.

I'm en route.

[ Branches Rustling ]

Detective Van Buren, Homicide.

I'm gonna assume you'reJohn Triton.

- They took my wife.

- That's a matter for law enforcement now.

Listen, I've seen 'em kill three people.

My wife will not be number four.

- I can't give you permission to pursue.

- I'm not asking for it.

You know, this whole area's tidal.

The way the water level changes,

these guys are gonna be impossible to track.

- I can handle it.

- Triton?

I've seen what these guys can do.

You better hurry.

Get the chains out. I want

this river dragged. Are we in the air yet?

[ Grunting ]

[ Grunts ]

If you and I are gonna be friends,

you need to learn some manners.

- [ Groans ]

- B*tch.

[ Grunts ]

Man, the hell with this.

What, do you got a problem, brother?

[ Panting ] My problem is walking

through this dirty-ass swamp...

with the entire county lookin' for us...

because somebody decided

that killin'cops was a good idea.

Genius, that somebody's you.

- You're the one that killed the cops.

- Yeah. Both of'em.

Oh, so now we wanna start

playin' the blame game, huh?

Always wanna blame the black man.

- [ Chuckles ]

- Somebody steals a car, the black man did it.

House gets robbed- Black man.

[ Chuckles ]

Cop car gets blown up

by an Israeli single-shot...

shoulder-fired rocket launcher-

Guess who.

The black man.

That's right, Vescera.

The black man.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Morgan, you are one crazy son of a b*tch.

I like that. I do.

But no one's gonna get killed here

until I give the go-ahead...

and I didn't give it.

[ Screams ]

[ Whimpering ]

- What was that?

- The go-ahead.

[ Angela ]

Why Vescera?

You never know when

you'll need a crazy son of a b*tch.

[ Growling ]

- I thought you said there were no crocodiles.

- Those are alligators.

[ Growls, Snarls ]

Do you think they're hungry?

Not anymore.

[ Growling, Snarling ]

- What do you got?

- Nothin' yet.

There's no way anybody

could have lived through this.

- Keep me informed.

- Yes, sir.

[ Dogs Barking ]

[ Panting ]

[ Cell Phone Ringing ]

- [ Ringing ]

- Yeah?

- [ Man ] Where are you?

- How ya doin'?

- How am I doing?

- Not so good, huh?

Well, you know that triple homicide

I was just involved in?

- The one all over the news?

- Yeah, right. That's the one. Yeah, I know. Bad.

Anyways, I think I can now add

kidnapping to my litany of atrocities.

As a matter of fact, I know I can, because

she's standing there right in front of me.

- Why are you telling me all this?

- Why am I telling you all this?

Well, because in the middle

of blowing up the gas station...

killing the marine and now kidnapping,

I had a great idea-

As a matter of fact,

it's such a great idea...

that I even came up

with a name for it.

It's called "you're out."

Which basically means

you get nothing-

No split, no diamonds,

no payoff, no nothing.

- We had a plan, Rome.

- I know we had a plan, but plans change.

At least, for one of us they do.

Now listen, if you think

for one second-

There's no way you can

get away with this without me.

- Can you hold on?

- Yeah.

- [ Beeps ]

- Yeah?

- [ Woman, Indistinct ]

- This is he.

I'm just calling to let you know...

- that your order has been approved.

- Yeah?

Now, does that include

all the premium channels...

- and the sports package?

- It sure does.

- [ Groans ]

- [ Helicopter Whirring ]

All right, the air show's over.

Let's get the hell out of here.

Go on.

[ Whirring ]

That's a creepy-ass snake.

Slimy and scaly.

It's terrifying, all these animals and bugs.

I hate this, man.

I'm not built for this stuff.

- What's wrong with you?

- What's wrong with me? Think about it.

How many brothers

you see in Deliverance?

The answer is "zero."

Do you know why?

'Cause brothers don't camp.

Why does everything always

have to be racial with you, Morgan?

Why do you feel the need

to confine us to these labels?

Why can't we just be people?

What do you think, Kate?

I think you're psychotic.

Ho, ho. Now, how can you say that?

You don't even know me.

That's very judgmental.

Is she looking at me?

I'm gonna be totally honest here. I, uh-

I thought that you and I, you know-

We could have had a future,

you know, if it wasn't for-

Mmm.

- Mmm.

- What?

- Mmm.

- You're insane.

Maybe.

[ Whispering ]

Good talk.

- Cops.

- Get the truck loaded.

[ Rustling ]

[ Sharp Click ]

- [ Grunts ]

- [ Clink ]

Hold it right there, cop.

[ Sighs ]

I'm not a cop.

I'm just looking for some people.

Boy, I will end you.

I told you, I'm not a cop.

[ Muffled Yelling ]

Wait here. And somebody shut her up.

- What do you got?

- Nothin'.

All right.

- [ On Radio ] Van Buren here.

- Sir, come in.

What's goin'on at the south fork?

There's nothing here.

We're headed for the marina.

I want every shack

on that riverbank searched.

- Find 'em.

- Copy that.

[ Engine Starts ]

What did you find?

There's a lodge up there.

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