From Paris With Love Page #4

He's gonna be like the 26th guy in the last 24 hours.

Hey! That's about a guy an hour.

All heads up. Go!

Relax old man I'm not gonna hurt you. We'll be gone in five minutes.

Why should I worry? My age there's nothing to worry about.

You do outlaw deals, you should be the one to worry.

Mint tea?

- Why the hell not.

You think it was that different back in your day?

It is just as evil...

but it is a lot less polite.

Alright. Okay Rasid. Let's see we're gonna

truffle your buddies or throw it on down there.

How's it look?

- About 6 they're closing up shop.

Okay. Tell you what we're gonna do.

I am gonna take the scenic route.

And you my friend are gonna go downstairs to the tenth floor...

and shoot anybody that comes thru' that door.

You'll gonna need this to keep in touch.

Thanks.

That's good sh*t, how I get some?

- You can't. It's home grown nana.

Thanks for your hospitality old man.

Let's go.

Are you in position? Yeah!

You want me inside?

Hell! No!

They got the door wired!

they're going down to the ninth floor,

cut them off.

Freeze.

shut the f*** down.

Get down, down!

Get down.

No!

Nice work, Reece.

- What's so nice about it?

How bout the fact that he's dead and you're alive.

Alright how many got out?

Two, maybe three.

You're not gonna catch them now, Wax!

How much time you think would

take to run down nine floors of stairs?

I have no idea, Wax?

- Maybe about six seconds a floor?

That sounds right?

- Yeah sure.

Now take 54 seconds.

To get down there.

And five seconds to cross the lobby.

And four seconds to get to the car.

And then there was nothing.

The cops will be here soon.

Damn this place is chirping with Intel.

C'mon help.

Come on!

Hey Reece,

- We need to get out of here Wax.

Get in here. Check this out.

I don't want anything more to do with this place Wax!

- Well you got more to do with this than you think.

Yeah that was what I was wondering.

- Why? You suddenly run out of explanations!

You don't know where this is headin?

F***! I'll just following the bouncing

ball right now that leads to you.

Hey! I got nothing to do with this Wax.

- Yeah! Well that's not what the evidence tells us.

Let's go. C'mon let's go!

They're headin to the tenth floor. The

door's rigged. They'll be blown to pieces.

NO!

It's not a f***ing option you go out there.

You go out there and drag us into it. It's over.

They are just a bunch of cops doing their jobs.

We don't finish our job, thousands of people are getting killed.

You got that.

That's the point. We're supposed

to protect people not let them die.

Look! There's no time for a body count. It's too late.

It's not too late for them.

Reece!

- Yes!

Get up.

Reece! Police car get in.

Wait! wait, wait stop I've gotta get my stuff.

- They knew we were coming, I'm sure it's checked by now.

Look! My prints were all over that car.

The cops will trace it back to the embassy and to me in no time.

F***! Okay let me get get... Let me get my head around this...

You wanna stop in the middle of our getaway...

so you can grab your plates, wipe your prints and

grab some files!

I'll be quick...

Alright quicker than this!

Wax, wax, wax no!

What the f*** Wax?

- A f***ing boom.

Work for you?

You're f***ing crazy.

You did good today Reece.

Help to save the world a little bit.

Why don't you have a sit here

and reflect our eventful day.

I'm gonna shoot the sh*t with these trenchcoats.

What's the deal with the bag?

What they got in this bag,will get me killed one day.

You look pretty bulletproof to me.

Reece, every man has got his vices.

And in my case the locals call my vice "A Royal with cheese".

So the job's finished?

We can go home?

Not til the trenchcoats call us and tell us we can.

What if it's never over, Wax?

What if we can't beat these guys?

Why don't you ask the guy you

shot what it feels like to win?

I didn't shoot him. I couldn't pull the trigger.

I know you didn't.

But it's okay, it's not going in your report.

Well maybe it should.

Maybe I'm not cut out for this sort of work.

No! That's exactly why you need to stay in it.

Keep your eye at me honest.

You don't need me. Wax!

Oh! You f***ing kidding!

Tell them we are not a perfect pair.

Dinner?

- Why the hell not.

I brought my friend Charles for dinner.

- Hi, Nicole.

Where have you been all day?

So you have to tell me something. What do you

do when you're not making men's jaw drop?

Working with girls

from the red light district.

So what the hell were you thinking

taking Reece to some hooker.

Didn't you know they got engaged last night.

- Sure!

Talked about it all day.

I'd had to pickup a fabric shipment...

You know I'm a rag importer.

We got a little business on the side

but you know I spend most of my money on cars

and women.

Not in that order I hope.

Excuse me.

Yup.

Gotta go change okay

Hold on.

Yeah I'm listening.

Alright so!

Where were we?

You were telling my friend what clothes

my fiancee was picking up when I saw you.

Ah well I am not really in the clothing business.

I'm actually in the cloak and dagger division of the embassy.

Like my boy here.

Mostly cloak!

Mostly dagger.

- Hmm! Killed anyone today?

Oh let's see. About bout one an hour average?

I'd say...

And what type of people did you

kill today? James.

You know, the usual. Bad guys.

Bad guys, baddest ass suicides destined,

cold hearted Pakistanis, motherf***er the south of Carachi.

Now, wow! Seriously I mean we took down a whole

terrorist cell today. Tell them!

That's what we were doing in the elevator

when you saw us.

Truth.

He's been modest.

Tell us how you saved the day.

I helped.

- Did you at least catch them all?

Not sure, but

we'll find out soon enough. Alright!

Let's party.

What did you think that was?

I like this girl!

Excuse me.

Hello?

No I'm sorry, there is no Rose here.

Wrong number.

That's the call we've been waiting for.

What the f***? What the f*** Wax?

- Shut the f*** up right now and you listen to me.

Rose was a codeword. Nicole's number on every

Pakistani cellphone that we found.

She's a pakistani you stupid f***

doesn't mean she's a terrrorist!

It does when she is your best friend and you got him living

in an apartment thats bugged?

What the hell are you talking about Wax?

Yeah I'll show you what I am talking about.

You stay right there! Don't you f***ing move!

Watch this.

There. Here.

How much you wanna

bet she's got a dozen buried around here?

What? You were the one who rented the apartment!

Whoa, whoa, wait, wait, wait!

Before we started dating...

I had her completely checked.

She's totally clean, Wax!

What? You have me checked out?

- Obviously not enough.

She's working for the f***ing people who

took your picture man!

I don't believe you.

You've got the wrong girl! Wax!

You'll got the wrong girl!

What do you wear what they gave you?

- Nothing.

Your ring, man! That's how they've been tracking us!

C'mon give it over, I'll prove to you.

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