Double Impact Page #3

Invite him in here.

We'd like to have a drink with him.

Would you like to dance with me?

- Would you excuse me for a minute?

- OK.

More cognac?

Well, guess what? The big boss

would like to thank you personally.

- Hey, that's nice.

- In there.

I've got one more case in the car.

I'll be right back.

No. You don't seem to understand.

Mr. Zhang would like to thank you now.

Are you hearing me?

Yah!

Let's go.

There's two of them.

It's another bomb. Get out. Move it.

We're busted. Out. Out!

Get out!

Chad, this way.

What's the big hurry?

Are you hiding something?

- No.

- No?

That's good, because...

I have to frisk you.

And if I don't find anything, well...

I can let you go.

And we can just forget

this ever happened.

C'mon, now. Turn around.

That's a good girl, yeah.

And now...

you can frisk me.

Arson investigators

are exploring the possibility

that the mysterious fires plaguing

properties owned by Transworld Exports

are the result of renewed warfare

between rival Triad families

based in the colony.

We'll be back with sports and weather...

- Hello?

- Chad.

- Hey, Danielle.

- May I please talk to Alex?

Alex and Frankie...

They're in the jungle.

Hey, you can talk to me. I'm a nice guy.

Chad, I found something in the files.

An old document.

I... I really shouldn't talk here.

Chad...

I was just searched.

Searched? What do you mean,

"searched"? Who searched you?

It's not something

I care to discuss on the phone.

You're right. Stop talking.

I'm gonna find Alex

and... and... and... Frankie...

We'll pick you up at Alex's place.

You go there now.

I'll talk to you soon.

Guys! Guys! Where are you?

Alex! Yo, Frankie!

Honey, we're home!

Chad!

Hell of a time to take a joyride!

- Express service.

- Where's Alex?

Couldn't find him.

I dunno what to tell you, Alex.

I'll be outside.

Frank was right about everything.

About your boss, too.

Yes, I've realized that.

Is my brother with you?

Sure, boss. He's in the back room.

- By himself?

- No. Danielle, she's with him.

- Everything is OK, boss?

- Put him on the phone.

- Yes, sure. Let me just go to get him.

- Now!

- Hello?

- Where are they?

- Brothers.

- Brothers?

- Kara.

- What's wrong?

She works for Griffith.

She's the one who searched me.

Don't play stupid with me.

They got guns. We're trapped.

No, we're not. Help me

move this aside. Come, help me.

I love Alex.

I'm gonna kill him!

Hey, this is good.

Excuse me.

Sh*t.

This way.

C'mon, let's go!

C'mon!

Move!

Go!

The boat. Let's go!

Jump! C'mon, jump!

Let's move out.

F***.

Let's go.

That's it. Let's go back.

Mother-f***er!

- Frankie.

- You've got a lot of explaining to do.

And I got to ditch this boat.

Now get outta there.

Why? What's going on?

There's been a lot of strange-looking

aircraft floating around here...

What is she doing here?

She realized Griffith ain't Mr. Clean.

We got enough prima donnas here.

Like I say...

You got a lot of explaining to do.

Madame, your suite is ready.

This is it. Home, sweet home.

Well, well, well...

Ain't this a sweet picture?

Alex, I tried to call you.

Somebody searched me at the office.

Don't stop there, bro.

I think she likes it.

- Alex, it's not what it seems.

- You shut up.

Alex... Cool down.

Chill out, pal.

Chill out, OK?

Chill out?

Chill out.

Mr. California.

Mr. Silk Underwear.

Mr. Perfection.

You wanna see

how we chill out in Hong Kong?

You're drunk, Alex. Stop this!

Don't even think about it.

I was waiting for that.

Alex.

C'mon.

C'mon!

- Alex, he's your brother.

- Brother. Why?

Because he looks like me?

I'm gonna change that.

- Because I'm gonna f*** up his face.

- I'm your brother.

Frank! Frank!

You're not bad for a p*ssy.

Come on!

Hey!

Chad! Alex! Hey!

You guys outta your mind?

- Frank! Stop them!

- Knock it off!

We're supposed to be fighting

the Zhangs, not each other.

Now you, Alex, you need him more now

than you ever have.

- Don't tell me what I need.

- You're drunk.

Maybe I'm drunk. Tomorrow I'll be sober.

But he'll always be a f*ggot.

That's it, Frank.

I don't need him.

I don't need him.

I don't need the f***ing tunnel.

I'm out of here! F*** him!

I'm out of here.

- Chad. Chad!

- F*** him!

What do you mean, "out of here"?

I'm going home! Los Angeles!

We're on an island on the other side

of the f***ing ocean.

I'll swim!

- Hey!

- I'll swim!

Damn.

Alex, he is your brother.

Who was there for me,

when I was on the street alone?

Nobody helped me.

I don't have a brother.

I don't have a brother!

Oh, mother-f***er.

Where are they?

- Where are the twins?

- F*** you.

Stop! They've gone.

They've left the island.

- She lies.

- They could take us somewhere else.

If you find them,

bring back their bodies.

I think Griffith would love

to speak to this one personally.

Welcome home.

They've got Frank and Danielle.

- Where?

- I was just about to ask him and...

I hope he'll talk.

He'll talk. Trust me.

So we don't have

the entire cabal in custody?

But we will before the day's over.

- Are they cooperating yet?

- No, sir.

Hello, Frank.

Are you ready to talk?

Or are you ready to scream?

Like I said... f*** you!

Hey, where's your brother?

Where's your brother?

He's late for the party.

My brother hates parties, man.

You don't know what side your bread

is buttered on, do you, you silly b*tch!

Think of all the kindness...

I wasted on you over the years.

Move.

Go!

Chad.

What's going on up there?

It's painfully obvious, Raymond.

Would you give me the phone?

This is Nigel Griffith speaking.

Good evening, lads.

Not in a conversational mood, are we?

F*** you.

Perhaps a word or two from a friend

might serve to break the ice.

Kara, make him scream.

- Stop it!

- Chad! In the boiler room!

In the boiler room!

They know where we are now.

That's good.

We can stop wasting time.

Ring the area with your men. Hurry!

We're still

waiting for you, lads.

It's not terribly polite

to treat your friends this way.

If you don't hurry, one of them

might have to depart our company.

Which one would you prefer it to be?

The young lady?

Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

Mr. Frank Avery...

Don't fall for their trick,

Chad! Don't fall for their trick!

No!

One down, one to go.

Do hurry, lads.

Griffith...

You're dead.

You're dead!

They're on their way.

Good!

Oh, don't worry, Frank.

Next time we'll make it real.

Come on.

Sh*t.

Come on!

Mr. Griffith!

Cargo hold number two!

It's gone! And everybody in it!

The twins. What about the twins?

Everybody. They're all dead.

Goodbye, Frank.

Get away!

Don't touch me! No!

- Come on. This ain't gonna hurt.

- No!

Oh, sh*t!

Alex.

Alex!

It's you and I, d*ckhead. Come on!

Kill him.

Go on, kill him!

Kill him!

Chad!

Chad! Take care of Frank! And Danielle.

Yeah!

He's mine!

Zhang!

C'mon. Stay with me.

Zhang!

Griffith!

C'mon.

Zhang!

C'mon.

Chad!

Come on.

Chad or Alex or whichever one you are.

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