Kill Ratio Page #2

Synopsis: An attack on the new President of a fledgling Eastern European democracy pits an American covert operative against the country's ruthless military leader determined to seize control of the government.
Genre: Action
Director(s): Paul Tanter
Production: Xlrator Media
 
IMDB:
4.0
Year:
2016
86 min
25 Views


Everyone stay calm.

We're here for your protection.

You're safe now.

You mind?

Please.

Want some?

Ooh...

So the Army's here.

Vorza?

Yeah. Looks like

he's taking over now.

No, not Vorza.

They won't make a

move without Lazar.

I guess he'll be here

before long.

- You think?

- President's dead.

That explosion earlier, central

prison's in that part of town.

Yeah, I think

Lazar's back in business.

And seeing that we

got the world's press here.

Yeah...

You sticking around?

Well, I finally get

the hot tub all to myself.

Yeah.

- You?

- I hear the golf is great.

So, uh, anyway,

I better get back.

Don't wanna get looted.

Good luck.

You, too.

Hello. How's it going?

Is there a problem?

There is no problem.

Get back to your room.

- Well, I'd like to.

- It's army business; it's OK.

It's not OK.

Go.

President Tania

Petrenko has been confirmed dead.

The President's motorcade was

targeted earlier this afternoon.

It appears that her car

took a direct hit

from a shoulder launched rocket.

Several of her bodyguards

were killed and two were taken

to a nearby hospital

in critical condition...

Gabrielle?

Yeah, did you get

to the airport?

What?

Hey.

You have to stay inside.

Oh, I just came

for a quick smoke.

No. All westerners

must stay in the hotel.

Why don't you just have one?

- I take two.

- Sure.

OK. Thanks, man.

- James?

- Gabrielle, what the f***?

I didn't know what else to do.

The driver said he knew

a back way in here.

He said it wasn't

safe on the streets.

All right, all right,

calm down, take a breath.

Why have you come back here?

Holy sh*t.

I know. I know.

We were going to the airport.

He took the side streets.

We must've been close to

where the convoy got blown up

and then we just found her, she

was staggering down the street;

I thought she was drunk.

I didn't know what else to do.

OK. You did the right thing.

Hey, bud, listen, I need you

to take her to a hospital.

You're kidding, right? Your lady, she's

crazy, talk me into coming here.

But that's all. I leave now. OK?

OK.

We're gonna have to get her

inside, get her into my room.

- I got some supplies.

- Supplies? James, look at her.

A couple of band-aids

aren't gonna help.

Hey, I've got this.

Close that.

Here.

Shh. Shh.

I can't talk right now.

OK...

You get her inside,

I'll meet you around there.

Wait!

Can't you come with us?

- I just need a quick smoke.

- What, are you serious?

This has all been

very stressful, all right.

Go inside. I'll meet you around.

- James!

- Go, go.

Sh*t.

Hey.

Hey. Sorry, man.

I thought I'd have two.

Don't know when

you have another chance.

You must come back inside. Now.

All right.

- Hey.

- What?

You stay inside now.

No more cigarettes.

All right.

You're the boss.

Enjoy your cigarette?

Uh, yeah, it's the first one

in seven years, so.

Let's get her upstairs.

Come on, come on.

Move, move, move.

- Hey, this is my floor.

- OK.

All right, let's go, come on.

Go.

Hey, um, you don't know where the

restrooms are around here, do you?

I keep losing my way.

It's so silly.

No hiding. You need

to be downstairs. Move. Move.

You're gonna be OK.

I almost believe you.

You're an excellent liar.

I need to fix you up, all right?

So we're gonna go to my room.

I bet you say that

to all the girls.

Only deposed presidents in

the middle of a military coup.

Is this all strictly necessary?

It's for your own protection.

And you're the one

from the party.

Matt Gibbons. And you are?

Gabrielle Martin.

I don't remember you

being on the guest list.

Just think of me as a tourist,

here to take in the sights.

I need to go back to my room.

And deprive us of your company?

Very well, then.

But stay out of the way.

Seems harmless enough.

Cute though.

They're usually

the dangerous ones.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

I have matters to attend to.

Please don't shoot me.

Don't shoot me.

James. James, it's me.

Seriously? Are you kidding me?

What? I ran out of bandages.

How is she?

Well, if this was a hospital,

I'd say she'd live.

Here, I don't know.

I'll just do what I can.

We should call the US Embassy.

We can't call the US Embassy 'cause

all the lines are under surveillance.

Do you understand that we're hiding the

most wanted person in the country?

The a**holes pulling this coup will have to

make us disappear because if we get out,

they can't trust us not to

tell the world about her.

So that means there's not gonna be any Amnesty

International or former US presidents

or fading rock stars

flying in to save us.

We will have never existed.

You understand?

I understand.

All right.

Because that was the good news.

The bad news is that

this woman's bleeding to death.

And if she dies,

we will get blamed by everyone.

The coup will scapegoat us out

and her friends will think

we were on the coup's payroll.

OK, so what do we do?

He's just telling you

the reality of your situation.

How did you end up

wandering the streets?

My motorcade got attacked.

I know. We saw it on TV.

They said you were killed.

I managed to make my way

out of the car.

Some of my men made it, too.

They told me to run.

But then they stayed

behind to fight.

Good men.

I didn't realize

how badly I was hurt.

And then you found me.

But I wanted to go back

to the presidential palace.

- It wasn't safe.

- I need to rally the people.

What's done is done. For now,

you're gonna need some doctoring.

God, there isn't the time!

And I don't have time to store

a dead president in my room.

OK.

OK, what do I do?

Uh, we're gonna need some food,

something to drink.

She's lost a lot of blood,

so anything with high sugar,

you know, lots of calories,

soda is good,

chocolate and scotch.

Really?

Scotch, is that a good idea?

The scotch is for me.

And it's a great idea.

I don't think the mini bar's

gonna last the night.

OK. You know what...

you should put a shirt on.

We don't need you

getting a cold.

- What?

- I... I don't...

Where did... seriously, where

did you learn how to do this?

Boy Scouts.

Now go, before I die of thirst.

All right.

That's the easy part.

Now the hard bit.

You ready?

Yes.

Drink it.

Lay back, lay back.

This next bit

is really gonna hurt.

God!

That wasn't so bad.

Ah! Ooh.

All right, I just need to

clean it out and sew it up.

You are pretty good at this. You

didn't learn it in Boy Scouts.

I don't know. It did get

pretty wild around the campfire.

Ah!

Come on, come on.

Move, move, move. Time to go.

All right, let's go. Come on. Let's go.

Move, move, move, move, move.

- This is the news crew?

- Yes.

You have any idea

how lucky you are?

It was a serious wound,

lost a lot of blood.

Gabrielle, where the hell...

Shut up, shut up, listen,

you'll never guess who

just showed up. General Lazar.

What is he doing here?

Wait, wait, wait,

I don't know, wait. Wait.

You are witnessing

history today.

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