From Paris With Love Page #5

I'll give you my gun. Give me the f***ing ring.

Give me the ring, give me the f***ing ring I'll prove it to you.

- DON'T!

Don't, please. Please.

Oh don't you dare. don't you dare point that at me

You point that at her.

Alright this'll how it works. If there's a transmission

in the ring it'll interfere with the stereo. See That!

Why, Caroline?

Reece, you good?

- My shoulder.

I told you that f***ing chick will get you killed!

Volvo, green, 92MPR75.

Ump! There's one more.

- There you go 17 microphones.

Five cameras, two in your bedroom.

That's impossible, Caroline couldn't even screw in a lightbulb.

They'll never put these sh*t in if they didn't

knew what they were doing.

Hope you got some good moves on you buddy boy if

it gets on Youtube.

I f***ed up.

- No, you're just in love man.

Love is always a b*tch.

- Yeah! What do you know about love?

Well, once in Congo, twice in Beirut.

Same girl. I ain't made of stone.

No matter what you think.

C'mon think about it, where could she be?

Family, friends...

She never talked about her life.

And I never thought to ask.

I don't know anything about this girl. Wax?

How did I miss this?

I need word on that Volvo,

We need to find this girl.

Got it? You're on.

Hello.

- Please don't bother tracing I will be off in a minute.

I'm sorry it came to this, I didn't mean to hurt you.

You need to understand.

- Then help me.

Because I don't know what the hell's going on.

Just tell me the truth Caroline.

Six years ago I met a man

who opened my eyes to his fate.

And finally for the first time in my life...

everything made sense.

I knew I had a purpose.

To lie to me?

To shoot me?

To serve my cause.

And living with me and spying on me?

That was all part of your plan?

Caroline? Caroline!

She's gone. Did you get a lock on it?

No it's too short. It's okay. Play it back.

Crop her voice down, bring up the background.

Six years ago I met a man

who opened my eyes to his fate.

Good, good, louder, louder.

And finally for the first time...

everything made...

- Where is that?

Might be ... the paris peripherique (Paris Expressway).

They're leaving Paris, where're they going?

Ambassador Bennington.

Yes, sir.

- God damn what are you doing?

The delegation just landed. Reece.

Why the hell aren't you at the airport to greet them?

The American delegation just

landed for the U.S. Africa Aid summit.

They're gonna hit the delegation. Who's driving?

That would be me Sir.

C'mon let's go.

Move quick!

Wait a sec.

Is that it? Don't you wanna think

about this for a second, Wax?

You think about it, you're the chess player.

Ohhh... I love this song.

Don't you say anything about this.

It's between us.

Are you okay sir?

Huh?

I don't know. Something's wrong here.

It doesn't make sense.

If they wanted to hit the delegation,

then why did they wire THIS apartment?

Why they use me?

All Paris bound lanes have been blocked off.

We will be there in a few minutes.

Nah those f***ers on strike on the freeway,

they shouldn't be far.

There he is. Go! GO! Floor it!

This isn't going to slow him down.

Do you have any heavy metal?

How about this?

Ohhhh... Come to daddy.

African aid summit

come together in Paris, France

Closer!

I'm a little busy, Reece.

She is not inside that car.

- What?

What are you talking about. I can

see her in the passenger seat.

Listen to me she is not inside that car.

She is entering the summit

as a delegate.

What? Are you sure?

Because I can see her from here.

Wax, wax! the volvo was probably a diversion.

Make sure you get a visual contact,

Before you take your shot.

Move closer. I gotta look inside!

Ah f*** you're right. She's not there.

Sh*t I'm on my way to the summit.

- Okay yeah, I will be behind ya!

I gotta clean this sh*t up.

Have them turn the motorcade around!

Yes?

Excuse me, Mdm... .

There's intel there's a potential threat.

They want us to change our course.

Negative.

Is she turned?

F***!

Pass them up. Get me on the bridge.

Come on, baby. One shot.

Get down! Now! Get down!

Welcome to Paris, baby.

Excuse me.

Wax! Look she's probably wearing one of those shock activated vest.

- Like the ones we found in that apartment?

No way, she wouldn't do that.

The b*tch ain't going to the summit to make some speech. Reece!

If I can find her. I'll talk to her.

- Yeah, she'll blow your f***ing head off. OK!

Now you'll gonna have to aim up high,

where there's no vest.

Do you understand what I am saying?

Do you f***ing understand what I'm saying!

Okay I got it.

- Good.

Talking ain't gonna do the job man.

You'll gonna have to take that shot.

Damn.

Access denied

- I'm sorry sir, I can't let you in.

Can you please try again sir.

Sir? this card has already used by

Ambassador Bennington's assistant.

That's impossible. I am Ambassador

Bennington's personal aid.

Please come with me sir.

- Look I can explain this.

I think my girlfriend stole my card to get into the summit...

If you'll just give me a minute.

Ambassador Bennington!

What in fool's for God's sake, he's my personal aid!

Give me that.

- Where the hell have you been?

Are you aware of what happened

to the delegation on the freeway?

I need to talk to you right now sir.

- So what is going on?

Weapon!

Reece, since when did you carry a gun?

There's a suicide bomber inside the Embassy.

There's been absolutely no intel on that.

- I'm telling you. You need to clear this conference. Right now.

I can't shut down the summit on the vague assumption...

- This is not an assumption.

I know the bomber. Sir.

She's my fiancee.

Your fiance?

- She's been using me as a cover all along.

Are you sure she is in here?

No, I'm not.

Mr. Ambassador, the delegates are about to arrive.

Let him go.

- Not with a weapon.

Thank you, sir. Excuse me.

Caroline!

Get down Sir!

Get down!

Drop the weapon Sir!

- Caroline!

I need you to drop the weapon sir!

- Caroline! Don't move.

I do not want to do this. I do not want to shoot you.

I need you to lay your weapon down now Sir!

Lay your weapon down Sir!

Put your weapon down Sir!

Drop the weapon!

No, no, no! Do not shoot! That vest might explode.

Caroline, please...

Let me help you.

I don't need any help.

I am in peace.

Caroline, this isn't peace.

You told me before, the reason you did all this is...

to find a purpose. Try to make sense of it all.

Well, That's all I want too, Caroline.

No, no, please. Don't do this.

Just listen to me.

Just for a minute. Just listen to me.

Nothing else in the world matters right now Caroline,

except I love you.

And that's all I have.

Love for you.

And even if you don't love me...

that's all the sense any of us is ever gonna get.

Love.

Love.

What the hell is going on?

I did not fly ten freaking hours to get my ass melting in this limo.

I'm sure it's for your own safety mdm.

- You always say when you don't have a clue about what's going on.

Wax! Wax for christ sake's. Can you explain to her what's going on.

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