Direct Contact Page #3
- R
- Year:
- 2009
- 90 min
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Prison time.
Solitary.
Guy is a goddamn
out of control mercenary.
This is worse than we thought.
Get me a flight to Gourna.
Hey. Come here.
lt'll be all right. Come on.
Vlado.
Ana.
- l knew it.
- He's here to help us.
Yeah. Sure.
Are you all right, Ana?
l'm fine.
You have caused me
much trouble.
- l'm sorry to hear that.
- Help us Vlado, please.
- They're trying to kill us.
- Okay.
l will take you
to the American Embassy in Luka.
l'll take care of her.
l always have.
Well, l'm still comin' with you.
l have some unfinished business.
Vlado.
Well, why am l not surprised?
Time to show you the money,
Mike.
l assume we still have a deal.
Not that you have much choice
at this point.
Pick it up and walk away.
- What about Ana?
- l'll take care of her.
l promise.
Take the car.
- Vlado wont need it.
- Mike.
What are you doing?
Everything'll be fine.
So it really
was all about the money?
Bastard.
Don't worry.
Well, Princess.
What do you want?
Your father was either
a sentimental old fool...
or he felt guilty about...
f***ing your mother
and not marrying her.
What are you talking about?
He left the controlling interest
of Robbin lndustries to you.
You must be kidding.
l have no interest
in his dirty business.
That's good.
Then you won't have any trouble
signing this.
lt's a pre-notarized
transfer deed...
of your controlling interest
in Robbin lndustries.
So all's it needs
is your signature.
Transfer to who?
- Your uncle, Trent Robbins.
- Uncle Trent?
He's behind all this?
He's your father's brother.
Somebody has to run
the business, right?
No, this is all wrong.
He can't do this.
What do you care?
- Just sign the f***in' paper.
- No, you'll kill me anyway.
You stupid b*tch.
Sign the document.
No.
You are either
going to sign this document...
or l'm gonna have little pieces
of your brain all over it.
Do you understand me?
Where the f***
did he come from?
He saved us.
l'm sorry. He was a good man.
Drago, he's heading
out of town in your direction.
- Cut him off.
- Copy that.
One down.
Watch out.
There they are. Keep on 'em.
Hang on.
Cut them off.
Get on 'em.
They're getting close.
Stay with them.
Sh*t.
Watch out.
There they are. Keep on 'em.
Right there.
Shoot, now, now.
How the hell
are they finding us?
Connelly.
Where the hell are they?
Goddamn it, we lost 'em.
Oh. Sh*t.
Well, l guess that's it.
Well, let's go.
Come on.
Well, l guess these are the best
accommodations in the area.
As long as there's no bed
for you to tie me to.
There you go.
That'll have to do.
Thank you
for coming back for me.
Why'd you do it?
Beats the hell outta me.
How did you end up here
of all places?
The Marine Corps.
Brought me to the Balkans.
l was in Kosovo.
All the way up till it ended.
Saw things in that war
no one should have to see.
So l came here.
To do what?
Transporter of high tech stuff.
You mean a weapons smuggler?
Not exactly.
l was bringing weapons
out of war zones.
Maybe it was my way
of justifying what l was doing.
And you got caught?
Yeah.
And now you're just
a kidnapper, huh?
l was.
Are we gonna make it?
l don't know.
lt doesn't look too good.
Every road from here to Luka's
has been sealed.
we can run to?
You don't run from
a guy like Connelly.
You'll just make it easier for him
to put a bullet in your back.
Let's get some rest.
You get some sleep,
l'll take the first watch.
At least l'll die rich.
- What are you doin' up?
- l couldn't sleep.
How's your wound?
Where is he?
He's gone under for now,
but he can surface any minute.
This is the most insane
f***in' thing l've seen.
Where's Drago now?
l've got every one
of his men on it, still nothing.
This guy has more brains
and guts than all
of you put together.
lf you had paid Drago the money
he wanted for the girl to start...
with none 'a this
would have happened.
From now on,
do not do anything,
l mean, anything without
checking with me first. Got it?
Hey.
Wow.
What happened last night?
The best thing to happen to me
in a long time.
l don't care who you are.
l'm just damn glad l met you.
We need to find
some transportation.
Well, let's hit the road.
Hang on.
Police are tellin' me
a truck was stolen...
from a farm twenty kilometers
from here...
- by a man and a woman.
- Just got a call.
The Board'll give me full
control of the shares...
within thirty days
if Ana can't be found.
Kill 'em both.
Three miles to the Embassy.
They know we
only have one place to go.
Relax.
Yes sir.
Here we go.
Buckle up.
Oh, sh*t.
Take the wheel.
Good.
Sir, we got an unidentified vehicle
inbound at a high rate of speed.
Terrorist attack.
Take your positions.
Fire.
- What are they doing?
- They think we're terrorists.
Stay down. Get down.
Let's go.
Come on.
All right.
Get down over there.
Ana.
Come on out, okay, kitten.
- Uncle Trent.
- Stay down.
Fire.
l'm not gonna ask you again.
Come out, Ana.
F*** me.
Ana.
- Take the second floor.
- No problem.
Ana.
Ana.
Where are you?
Ana.
Uncle Trent. You bastard.
Come on, kitten.
Everything's gonna be all right.
You liar, you've been trying
to kill me.
Ana.
Ana. Come on, Ana.
l'm not gonna hurt you.
Sh*t, God. Oh, sh*t, Mike.
Oh, sh*t. Mike.
Listen, l got a lotta money.
There's a lot more money.
A lot. l'll give it all to you.
You'll never live long enough.
Ana?
Listen to me like you've
never listened before.
l want you to call Ana now.
You gonna talk me to death?
Have it your way.
l don't believe...
- Are you okay?
- Yeah.
That one didn't graze me.
Still lucky Mike.
Yeah.
Oh, God.
U.S. Marines. Stop right there.
Let me get those hands.
God bless America.
All right boys.
Stand down.
So, now that you're
a rich woman...
what are your plans?
l thought l'd kidnap
you for a change.
But this time we'll do it right.
Oh.
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