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So let's bring her out safely.

Here you go.

Let's go, big guy.

The engine's still warm.

Shut up!

You're early.

You're late.

Hush, now.

He won't hurt you anymore.

Get an ambulance!

Go on!

Sorry, honey.

We lost her.

Why send 5 men to kill one woman?

They were waiting for us.

We've been set up.

Yours?

Call her.

No phones. We must live-contact her.

Where is she?

Atlanta.

Let's move, then.

Here. You'll like this better.

You all right?

I think so, sir.

First time under fire?

It's okay to be shaky.

Hell, I'm shaky.

The thing is, sir...

...l don't know what I feel.

It was terrible and....

Exciting at the same time?

Nothing to be ashamed of.

It's perfectly natural.

Tell him.

It's natural.

The game's that way.

Like a drug. You get hooked,

there's no turning back.

Take me.

My old man...

...a little nobody in D.C.

Nice quiet guy.

Anyway, on his deathbed...

...he tells me that all those

years he was working for the CIA.

I had to be part of that world.

I joined the CIA, couple of years...

now I'm at WITSEC.

Hey, buddy.

What about you, sir?

Why did you join WITSEC?

Sir, is something wrong?

Answer the kid.

Go ahead.

Sir?

Come on.

You.

What the hell is going on?

He cleared the numbers.

What the hell?!

Quiet.

Did you capture that call?

Got it. New York prefix.

Taxi!

City Zoo.

New York. Tell him to change course.

-I'll call WITSEC.

-No, that won't be necessary.

We must report flight plan changes.

Monroe, you did great work

back there. Sit down.

Sit down.

Did I give you your evaluation yet?

Evaluation?

A+, kid.

Damn it! Get me a

Wet-Nap or something!

Who's in New York?

Get them.

Clean this mess up.

Confused?

New York.

You're off course.

No, we're not.

You'll take us to her.

You did a very, very bad thing.

You killed Monroe.

Now that makes you the mole.

That makes you a murderer.

Easy, Big John.

I'm a businessman.

A very, very serious businessman.

Businessman?

Selling weapons to your old CIA pals?

Is it just the money?

Trying to start your own dirty,

little war somewhere?

Wars?

Wars, John?

Wars come and go.

We did Nam, we lost.

We did the Gulf, we won.

What changed?

Nothing.

Nothing ever does.

The only difference is who

gets rich and who gets dead.

Personally, John, I prefer rich.

You must be a very rich man by now.

It doesn't have to end like this.

I can make you part of it. A big part.

Just give up the girl. What do you say?

Drop your gun.

What?

If you drop your gun now...

...l promise I won't kill you.

I'll have to take my chances.

You nailed me with this cheap

piece of mail order sh*t!

Think about it!

You jump, you'll go through

there like sh*t through a goose!

You're right!

Engine fire!

Turn this thing around!

I'm trying to keep us in the air!

Turn it around and take him out!

Now!

I want his face all

over this windshield.

Oh, man. Did that hurt?

It had to hurt. I saw it.

Where is this?

Earth.

Welcome.

Is that your daddy's truck?

Think he'd mind if I borrow it?

I don't know.

Is this yours?

Like it?

Yeah.

What about a trade?

Sh*t.

We traced her to Chinatown,

but she was long gone.

No sh*t, Dick Tracy.

It was a run signal.

The cab companies?

Three pickups of solo women

within 15 minutes of the call.

Drop-offs?

Madison and 53rd.

New York City Zoo.

-That's it.

-The zoo?

First a run signal, then straight

to a public meeting place.

-Your shooters?

-Standing by.

I want two teams to sweep

from the north and south.

Go!

Ladies and gentlemen, the zoo

will be closing in 10 minutes.

Miss Cullen?

Ma'am, I'm here to help.

I'm a U.S. Marshal.

Where's John Kruger?

On his way. He sent me to be sure

you're safe until he gets here.

Really?

Then he showed you

the secret handshake?

Sh*t!

DeGuerin!

The b*tch just shot me!

We're on our way. Don't kill her.

Do you hear me?

What's going on?

U.S. Marshal. Close all exits.

People are inside.

Get them out, now!

Let's go.

You two, here.

Everyone, please exit the zoo.

Let's go, immediately!

Police emergency! Thank you!

Come on!

He's here.

Hold your fire!

Lee...

...just drop your weapon.

Move!

-You're late!

-Traffic.

-How's your ammo?

-I'm out.

Damn it! Two rounds left.

Move!

Ready to go?

Stay down. When I say

so, head for the door.

Go.

Let's go.

You're luggage.

How many casualties?

Three. Kruger took them

out like that, cold.

-I can't believe this.

-His prints were on the weapon.

Run prints on him? That's moving fast.

I was there.

Why would he do a thing like this?

Look...

...the man has nothing to keep

him honest. He's been bought.

I've known John for years.

We're losing time.

If he's innocent, why's he on the run?

And his witness?

She's in it with him.

What the hell do you mean?

We identified ourselves.

She shot one of my men.

Fine.

Do whatever it takes to bring him in.

But--

Sir?

Bring him in alive.

Captain?

Put out a citywide A.P.B.

Lock this town up so tight

it'll make his balls ache.

Beller.

-Captain.

-John, where are you?

DeGuerin is the mole. He killed

the others to flush out my witness.

Come in.

I'll protect my witness!

You'll put her in danger.

You'll both end up dead.

DeGuerin has been bought.

My witness knows too much.

Federal agents say you are the shooter.

I'll call you back.

When?

When I have proof.

It's gone too far.

We're on our own.

What can we do?

We can't stay on the run for long.

We need hard evidence.

You kept a copy?

I was supposed to give it to

a friend of mine, a reporter.

-She asked me--

-Claire lsaacs?

How do you know?

She's dead.

They killed her.

How could they have known?

-I didn't tell anyone.

-I know. It's not your fault.

Maybe they tapped her phone.

There's many ways....

Everything's going to be all right.

I was just trying to cover myself.

I didn't know who I can trust.

Now, I'll get us both killed.

No.

This may be all that keeps us alive.

I don't even know what's on that.

We'll see.

It's completely hacker-proof.

There's no way to run it outside Cyrez.

Then we'll run it from the inside.

It's like a fortress. We can't go

back there. They'd expect that.

I'd hate to disappoint them.

The streets are clear. The police

are safely back in their donut shops.

This is Father Rodriguez.

Pleasure.

I was not always Father Rodriguez.

I was born again, with a

little help from our friend.

His Columbian associates wanted to

introduce him to God personally.

I've been given a second chance at life.

This time, I'm using it for God's work.

Anything else I can do?

We need a car. Just for a day or two.

Done.

It burns as much oil as

gas, but it's yours.

You sure about this?

There's no one else I can trust.

It's raining men,

Hallelujah it's raining men

Hello, Johnny.

Yo!

I need to talk to you right away.

I've got one question.

Was it your idea to hook me up

with the Village People here?

You're safe?

From the mob, yeah.

No self-respecting wiseguy would be

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