Fair Game Page #3
- R
- Year:
- 1995
- 91 min
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We can only trust
the cops that I know.
And right now,
I don't know how many
of them are left alive.
[knocking]
Kirkpatrick. Line 2.
I got it!
Tell me you got
the woman, Max.
What the hell
is going on?
What's going on?
Bean and g are dead.
God.
Where the hell
are you?
Not on the phone.
What are you saying?
Somebody knows
every move we make.
I ain't saying sh*t till
I know who I can trust.
You listen up, Max.
I'm not f***ing around!
You're bringing her in now!
You should
call the suits.
We don't need
the goddamn suits,
Kirkpatrick!
Got it.
Kirkpatrick.
Nice Irish name
for our cop.
Let's see what
he's made of.
Ah, here we go.
One life
about to end.
If there's a chance
anybody's dirty,
We need to call in
the feds.
Who said anything
about dirty cops?
Max, give us
an hour.
Where?
Where I used to go
on Friday nights.
This is bullshit!
If you live through this,
Max, you're f***ing fired!
You just make sure
you bring the feds,
You understand, Louis?
Don't worry,
buddy.
Watch your 6.
How long
to police headquarters?
5 minutes.
Go south.
[honking]
[telephone rings]
Forensics.
Jodi, it's Max.
Hey,
don f***ing Johnson.
I need a favor,
OK?
I never lend money
to family.
I need a make
on a shell.
Like I need
my beauty sleep.
What do you got?
Center fire shell,
Copper wash
with a brass primer
And a red surround.
Looks like a 12-gauge,
but it's marked "33."
Ever heard of a "33"?
No such number.
There's no such zone.
You got a phantom
cartridge there, cuz.
Well, a phantom cartridge
blew away 2 of my crew.
I-I'm sorry, Max.
Uh, look,
The arms world's like
the jersey shore.
It throws up
new sh*t every day.
I'll run it right now.
Call me in an hour?
Yeah.
Where are you taking me?
My partner used
to moonlight here
As a security guard.
Hey, don't worry.
Everything's going
to be all right.
I wish I could
believe that.
Lieutenant Meyerson.
Baker. FBI.
Congratulations.
This is detective Aragon.
He'll be taking you
to the pickup point.
[speaking Spanish]
[shouting in Spanish]
Hey...
Come on.
The word for tonight
is "inconspicuous,"
All right?
[tires screeching]
Where the hell
are you taking us?
I'll tell you
when we get there.
Just have your guy
stay close.
You OK?
Kirkpatrick:
This the guy?
Agent baker.
Where's the woman?
Show me your I.D.
Y'all don't have
to screw with me, son.
Your partner's
taken care of all that.
Let me
see the badge.
OK?
Now, where is she?
Cruise the perimeter.
Make sure this is
the only way in and out.
Howdy, ma'am.
Are you OK?
I'm with the FBI.
You're safe now.
It's OK.
Detective Aragon,
ride in the other car.
Louis:
I'll be rightbehind you, Max.
[coughing]
Why don't you just
put that thing out?
Seat belts
for safety.
Right.
Hold the wheel,
will you?
Yeah.
[cursing in Russian]
Oh, sh*t!
Come on! Let's go!
Unh.
[groans]
Come on, come on!
Stay down!
If it wasn't for you,
I'd remember
where I parked my c--
Hey!
What the hell just happened
back there?
I got my best friend
killed, that's what.
How is it your fault?
I'm the one
who called in the FBI,
And that wasn't
the FBI.
Who were they, then?
I don't know.
I did everything I could.
I checked their I.D.'s.
These guys are perfect.
[speaking Russian]
Kazak:
Fail again,I'll kill you myself.
Now get in.
You got any cash?
I have a credit card.
This is a good place
to hole up.
Looks big and busy,
And they won't
remember faces.
Stay right here.
Idiots. They use
a credit card again.
Typical Americans.
You got them?
Raleigh Hotel.
1775 Collins avenue.
10 minutes from here,
colonel.
[ringing]
Forensics.
It's me. Listen.
What if this 33
on the bullet
Isn't numbers?
What if it's
alphabet letters,
Like Greek or Hebrew?
You're not as stupid
as you look.
Give me some time.
I'll call you back.
Great. They gave us
the wrong goddamn key!
It doesn't need brawn.
[beep beep]
Finesse.
Oh, no, you don't.
No time for rest.
I need some answers.
Come on, did you
hear me? Get up.
I need your help.
We got to figure
this out.
OK, OK, OK.
OK.
All right, listen.
You're a lawyer, right?
Yes.
You got a lot
of clients?
A lot of cases?
This has to be connected
to one of your cases, right?
It's possible.
Maybe you sent somebody away
who's back for revenge.
Max, I don't do
criminal law.
I do civil law.
Small claims,
green cards,
Mom-and-pop
grocery stores.
Nobody gets killed
over that.
Oh, no?
3 of my friends were
just killed over "that,"
Remember?
That's 3 families
wake up tomorrow
Without
a goddamn father!
And I have to live
with that.
So do I.
So, genius,
You ever piss off
the KGB?
KGB?
Look, the Russian letter
for "z" looks like a "3,"
So "33" is "zz,"
Which means
zapedny zahvoet.
It means
"death to the west."
They were based in Cuba
to strike western targets--
They being
KGB "away" teams.
Go on.
They were the navy s.E.A.L.S.
Of the spy world--
Wet works, black bag jobs,
Electronic surveillance.
Very versatile.
If it was bad,
they did it.
F*** "did."
they're doing.
And they're
right on my ass.
Avoid leaving any
electronic footprints.
They can reach into your home
and pick your nose for you.
Remember the Russian spy ships
we used to read about?
These guys
used to work on them.
They are heavy into
electronic surveillance.
That's why their federal
I.D.'s were so perfect.
They must've done it
with computers.
Look, never mind, Max.
You got family here.
If you need a hand,
Most of us are armed
and dangerous.
Thanks, cuz.
You're a lifesaver,
Even without
the artillery.
KGB...
Computers...
They found the safe house.
How the hell did they find
the safe house?
The phone lines.
[ring]
[ring]
[ring]
Quarter of a million...
Cash.
What?
For the girl.
Never f***ing happen.
Half a million.
Just walk away.
Kate, come on!
We got to get moving!
These bastards are
on the phone lines!
Phone lines...
Eeny meeny miny moe.
Let's see if you have
your ears on now,
You son of a b*tch.
He's using
the hotel phone.
I'll trace it back
to the other party.
Stop-n-shop.
[ring]
I know you're out
there listening,
You motherf***er.
F*** you calling
motherf***er?
You'll never get the girl,
you understand?
I already got
your girl, earl.
I f***ed her
last night,
And she was good!
Big f***ing mistake,
killing my crew.
Big f***ing mistake.
Want to know why?
'cause I'm going
to come back
And get
every last one of you.
That's an empty threat,
Mr. Kirkpatrick.
You have no idea
who we are.
Why not drop the bullshit
American accent then?
I...Beg your pardon?
Man, f*** you,
F*** whoever else
on the line.
Bring your ass here.
Do svedanya, a**hole.
Dos for what?
Do svedanya,
a**hole?
Dos for--
man, f*** you!
Clever bastard!
You in?
I've isolated
the floor security,
Not the room.
Well, do them all!
Come on, let's go.
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