Half Past Dead 2 Page #6

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You got transferred here so you could

break out and find some gold?

-$ 160 million worth.

-Bullshit.

All right. I know you never heard

of Lester McKenna.

United States Supreme Court

Justice Jane McPherson...

...just landed at New Alcatraz.

She's here to witness

the execution of Lester McKenna.

He was my cellie at the Rock, okay?

He done hit the government

for a shitload of cash, you understand?

Gold bricks.

McPherson is the judge

who sentenced McKenna...

...in the now infamous heist of almost

$200 million in U.S. gold brick.

They found one piece of it,

but he stashed another piece, okay?

And only two people know about it,

me and Hubert...

...who's also on the Rock.

I'm out in a month. Mark your calendar.

Feds have been coming around

all week...

...promising me serenity

if I tell them where I hid it.

In a bizarre twist,

McKenna was able to stash the gold...

...before he was apprehended.

And he vowed never to divulge

its whereabouts.

This is what led to the nationwide

treasure hunt by the FBI...

...that's gone on for 17 years.

Now it's looking like McKenna

just might take his secret to the grave.

Reporting live from Pier 39

on Fisherman's Wharf...

...I'm Roxanne Long

from San Francisco.

That crazy motherf***er made sure

nobody else could find it.

-Where is it?

-I ain't gonna tell you.

I didn't say I wanted your gold.

Oh, f*** off, Burke.

You're not so noble to where...

...you don't wanna get no money.

Sh*t, I been without it so long

that if I had it, I'd appreciate it.

Look, neither one of us

are on death row.

So we'll get our asses out of here

and we'll find it.

Wait, wait, wait.

I got an idea, man.

You know what?

I think I know where Cortez is.

Cortez is on line one.

Hey, Wallace. Is the governor there?

-I'm here.

-Glad you could make it.

-Let me speak to the hostages.

-I don't think so.

How do I know

you haven't harmed any of them?

Trust me, governor.

Did you bring the helicopter?

Yeah. Listen, about that.

We're trying to bring one in now.

Bullshit.

I'm taking the one you brought.

Have it in the rec yard in 10 minutes.

And no games.

By now I think you know

what I'm capable of.

What's the ETA

on the hostage negotiator?

Forget that.

Cortez is done negotiating.

Give him the helicopter. For now.

Wait a minute. That's a murderer

you're setting loose.

If you got a better idea,

I'd certainly like to hear it.

Let's at least keep the lines

of communication with him open.

Time is running out and I want

those hostages out of there.

We don't even know

where Cortez is holding them.

Try looking at your monitors.

Who are those guys?

That's inmate Burke

and that New Alcatraz transfer.

The girl is Burke's daughter.

And the woman

is the other inmate's fianc.

-Looks like they're trying to find them.

-Those two?

-They're heading towards the annex.

-Annex?

I need ten officers

to come with me right away.

And bring armor.

What's the annex?

Death row.

-Sometimes you gotta use your brain.

-Okay.

Yes, we are in the game. Move.

Okay. Let's do this.

-Bernard.

-Dad.

-Ellie.

-Keep cool.

What the f*** is going on?

That's your daughter?

And this is your b*tch?

Oh, come on, Cortez.

Man, don't do that.

-Let them go, Cortez.

-Who the f*** do you think you are?

Get out of the doorway.

These two are my ticket out of here.

There's another way out.

Take it before it's too late.

You better back off.

Then shoot me.

Dad.

It's all right, Ellie.

You step one more foot,

I'm gonna blow her face off.

Look. If you want a hostage,

you take me.

-What, are you kidding?

-I got value, man.

You got nothing.

You got a hot b*tch

and she's mine now.

I know where 160 million is stashed.

Now you let the ladies go...

-...and I'll cut you in.

-Don't play me.

I'm not trying to play you.

I'll tell you where it is,

I'll draw you a map. Come on, man.

You're an inmate.

I don't believe a goddamn thing

you're saying.

And as a hostage you're useless.

I tell you what.

When I get out of here,

I'll think about setting them free.

Now, both of you,

get the f*** out of my way.

-I can't let you do that, Cortez.

-Oh, you can and you will.

Dad! Dad!

Why, you motherf***er--

Move!

Go, go, go.

Move.

-Cortez!

-Dad! Dad!

Shut up!

Dad!

Sorry about your dad.

You ain't going nowhere, fool.

-F***er, get out of my way.

-Get your ass in there.

-F***.

-Get your ass in--

What?

Wanna throw people

through windows?

-Get your ass that way. Go.

-F***.

I should pop you right now.

No, I should whoop your ass first,

then pop it.

Bernard.

Dad, stop. You're gonna kill him.

Dad.

-Are you okay, baby?

-Yeah.

-Let's go, let's go.

-Come on.

-You all right, man?

-I'm alive, dude.

Eric, you guys get Cortez inside

right now.

Everything okay?

I ought to throw you two guys

in solitary, pulling a stunt like that.

Burke, Twitch, let's go.

-Let's go inside.

-Dad.

It's gonna be all right, baby.

-I love you.

-I love you.

I'm getting out soon, now, you hear?

-You wait for me, now.

-I always do.

Let's go.

Let's go.

And every word of it's true. I swear.

Just ask the warden.

I can verify that Bernard Washington

did in fact try to defuse the riot...

...and is one of two men responsible

for the rescue of the hostages.

The other one was Burke.

He helped with the saving thing too.

I remind you again that this is

your parole hearing, not Mr. Burke's.

I know. I just wanted

to put that on record.

For when it's his turn

to spin that parole wheel.

You sure about what you saw?

Well, we've heard the account

of your supposed bravery...

...from Warden Wallace.

And we've taken

into consideration...

...the years you've served

in New Alcatraz.

Except for a few minor infractions.

And we hereby grant you your parole.

Are you serious?

Thank you. Thank you.

Thank you, thank you.

-Congratulations, Twitch.

-Thank you.

-Good luck, man.

-Yeah.

Now keep that nose clean.

Ain't got to worry about me.

Bernard. Bernard!

Okay. I mean, come on.

Really, I ain't got no time for games.

What's up?

-Where is it?

-Just--

I see that big old box,

where is the gold?

-I don't see it.

-Shut up and just help me.

Help you? You big enough

to help yourself.

Just grab it. Ready?

Here we go.

-Oh, my God.

-Sh*t.

-Baby. Is it--?

-Sh*t.

It's gold. It's really here, baby.

You did it. Baby.

I can't believe it. You did it.

Twitch.

Twitch.

-We rich, baby.

-We rich. We rich.

-What?

-We better get this out of here quick.

-Look at this.

-Let me count my money.

-Oh, it's your money, Bernard?

-Yeah, it's my money.

That's what I'm talking about.

Just bring the money to the car.

Hurry up.

-You wouldn't help me dig, wouldn't--

-I ain't helping nothing.

When you was in the jail,

you was crying like girl.

I risked my life for you

and you wouldn't help.

Help me get this out of here.

Get your ass back here.

-Dude, you look tight.

-Thanks, this is my Snoop Dogg look.

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