Kill Ratio Page #5
- Year:
- 2016
- 86 min
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continuous interview until I'm either
dead, captured, or victorious.
We'll get them on the
other side. Move. Move.
- Time to go.
- But what if it isn't secure?
Then we make a full and noble
sacrifice for our country.
Oh, great.
Just one man, you say.
I'd like to meet him one day.
Oh, I'm pretty sure you will.
Sh*t...
I am alive
and I am in the Capital.
And I am once again, calling on
the people of our great nation.
Re-take our city.
Citizens already inside the city
should seize
the television station...
and distract the enemy's lines
of internal
communication and supply.
Soldiers outside the city
who remain loyal to government
should lay siege the roadblocks
on the bridges
in order to cut off
We have him. He's cornered.
I'm going to meet the General.
You finish up here.
If he surrenders?
He won't.
The coup forces are brutal.
They depend on the tactics
of the bully.
They rely on acquiescence
and fear to succeed.
But we are not afraid.
We will not acquiesce.
This is our country.
The era of tyrants is over.
That's here.
She's on the top floor.
You see this? She's alive.
Lazar lied to you. That means
you're no longer soldiers.
You're criminals. Criminals.
Stay there. Stay back.
Lower your weapons;
these are civilians.
Turn it off! Petrenko!
You are too late.
The people know that I am alive.
Your little adventure is over.
And what if they
see you shot dead on live TV?
Who will they believe then?
It's bad PR, General. What will
your corporate sponsors think?
Better to arrest her,
put her on trial.
You don't understand
this country, Mr. Gibbons.
The people don't want trials, all those
trappings of democracy you hold so dear.
A good public execution,
that's what they demand.
Vorza.
I'm sorry, General.
I think it's too late.
The people will be against us.
He's right about one thing
though; we shouldn't kill her.
We need her to get out of here.
- He's finished.
Then who is doing
all that shooting?
At last.
He put up a good fight.
I'm sorry. He will be
remembered as a national hero.
You can still do this, General, I'm
telling you, a trial, some good PR.
It'll be a bit bumpy
for a while,
but just think
of those contracts.
- Vorza, we have the money?
- Yes, General.
And with Petrenko here, we have a good
chance of safe passage out of here.
My men will still be loyal. We get to
the Russian Embassy, we will be safe.
So why do we need this idiot?
I can't think of
a single reason, General.
- Me neither.
- Just a minute, General.
I'm... I'm your friend;
I'm your friend.
After all the things
that we've been through,
you're gonna do this to me?
Time to go.
Get up.
Move! Come on!
Sh*t.
Where are your men, Vorza?
Stand back or we'll shoot.
You know, I've seen
too many guns today.
So I'd rather settle
this the old way.
I've been looking forward
to meeting you, Mr. ex-CIA.
Yeah, probably under
better circumstances.
No, no, no, no.
The circumstances are perfect.
When I'm done with you,
we shall leave.
Traitor!
In a startling
reversal for the military rebels,
President Petrenko has been found
safe and the coup's leader,
General Lazar, has been
killed in the fighting.
Rebel soldiers have surrendered
to government forces
and it seems that this short-lived,
but bloody coup is now over.
Thank you. Thank you.
OK...
So, Mr. Henderson, we never established
whether you were CIA or not.
- It's a gray area.
- Oh.
Let's just say the US government's
pleased the way things turned out.
Right.
And you can call me,
James, by the way.
Oh, in another life maybe.
- Until then...
- Yes, Madam President.
I suppose you'll be wanting
that cell phone contract.
No, that's
someone else's problem now.
I think I'm gonna request
to be moved back to New York.
Turns out I'm not
great with revolutions.
We all have our lives to live,
but just know that my nation
will be forever grateful.
To both of you. Thank you.
Thank you.
So am I ever really gonna
find out who you are, James?
I'm hungry.
Wanna get some breakfast?
- Sure.
- Come on.
I'll let you interrogate me.
Wait. You like bagels, right?
I love bagels.
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