Double Team Page #3

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Actually,

I'm gonna take all three of you.

I got Stavros and Quinn!

Sniper on the roof!

- You're out of the game.

- You sure?

He's up...

He's in!

That was a five-pointer.

- Where is my wife?

- What are you talking about?

- Where's Jack?

- Don't worry, it'll be fine.

Who are you people?

Jack's coming. Take care of it.

He mustn't know what day it is.

Buonasera, Friar.

I'm looking for a guy named...

- What are these walls?

- The bones of my brothers.

You are a friend of Brother Yaz.

He has done us many favours.

Including a mainframe

you wouldn't believe.

- What's up?

- What's up?

This is Brother Regulo and Brother

Ramulo. This is Brother Quinn.

The monks have gathered information

on Rome for 500 years. Cybermonks!

That prescription label you found?

He's tracing it.

Internet...

27 doctors prescribed that

medication in the last few days.

- It's an outside signal.

- Is it going to crash?

Where in heaven did that come from?

May I?

Incoming message.

"Thanks for the blessing. Jack".

He's down here somewhere.

Man, these antiques

are worth a fortune!

In a spiritual sense.

We are now under the Tiber River,

going towards the Island of Tiberi.

- Under the bridge to the hospital.

- That's where Stavros' men will be?

- Good luck!

- Thank you, brothers.

- Catch you on the Internet!

- I'll wait for your e-mail.

Okay, push!

Like that! Push!

- It's stuck! But I have something.

- What do you have?

- What's that?

- My lucky coin, my lucky detonator.

- Semtex.

- That's it. Handier than duck tape.

Preparation, my friend!

You've got to have the right tools.

- Damn, not enough wire!

- Preparation, huh?

Hold on.

let's find a rock.

You don't mind, do you?

It's for a good cause.

- Oops, airball!

- You need practice, man.

I hate practice.

But I never miss twice, brother.

My baby!

- He's on the island.

- Of course he is.

I need time. Give me 60 seconds.

Then kill both the women.

Up there.

Go, go, go!

Be careful.

You'll wind up in the hospital.

Did you hear something?

Up there!

- It's me! It's me.

- It's you, it's you.

This hospital is awfully quiet.

You take care of it.

They're over here...

Go!

What are you doing just standing..?

It's a hospital.

No running, please.

Quiet.

Let me help you down.

Jack?

What's going on?

No, Jack. She saved me.

- They said you were dead.

- It's okay. I'm here.

Stavros... Where is he?

Where's our son?

- Where's my son?

- I know where they are.

You go get your boy.

I'll take care of her.

- Thank you.

- You owe me.

Get rid of it, or the party's over.

You know, Jack...

I can call you Jack, can't I?

I bet there's not a night you can

close your eyes tight enough,

without seeing

my little boy's face.

I'll give you a chance

to save your son.

If you live,

you'll get to know your son.

And if you don't,

I'll raise him as my own.

Men are strong, Jack.

But the tiger is stronger.

Watch your step, Jack.

It's okay to step on a mine,

it's stepping off that counts.

Quinn!

Where did he come from?

Yaz!

The crosses, they're mines.

Don't go off and party without me.

I'll be back.

Got you!

Jack!

The baby's safe.

Let's get the hell out.

You take care of my son.

I'll take care of Stavros.

Lift your foot, my tall friend, and

that mine'll turn you to red paint.

You've got big feet, Mr. Quinn.

Be careful where you put them.

Looks like you're the b*tch now,

Stavros. I forgot to tell you...

You went to a lot of trouble

digging holes, putting up markers.

But I moved a couple of crosses.

Sorry!

Yaz, behind you!

- Where's my son?

- I'm looking! He was right here.

Is everybody okay?

It's me... Daddy.

I want to remember

my Roman holiday.

Give me a souvenir.

Cut a piece of your hair.

And your shirt.

Quinn, you may like this.

A souvenir from me.

Maybe my coin will

be lucky for you, too.

I'm not giving you any of

my hair, Mr. Goldsmythe.

You are a magician, Mr. Yaz.

Now it's my turn to disappear.

They'll blame me for this.

I wonder what the fine will be?

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