Killer Elite Page #6

come back for you.

And when he does

you're gonna steal him away, huh?

I don't know what the plan is.

Monsieur?

Oui Monsieur?

- Bottle de vin rouge s'il vous plait?

- Tout de suite.

I have a woman to interrogate now.

All right, look alive lads.

Boys.

So this guy is good, very good.

He senses something's up, he runs,

you corner him, he fights.

But now the gloves are off.

This all f***ing ends today.

All right, everybody knows the rules.

There are no rules.

Boss, he's out front. I think we're on.

This could be him. Black leathers.

Roger that.

He just took the service stairs.

It has to be him.

Just hold your positions.

We'll know soon enough.

He's down, boss! We got him!

He stays alive Pennock!

Don't you touch him 'til I'm there!

You stay here!

Stay there you f***er!

Get his helmet off before he chokes.

Sh*t!

Hands high. Against the wall.

Okay. Easy with that.

Agh! Ugh!

Guys, our man's down. Head for the roof.

Pennock! Head for the roof.

We're on our way up now, boss.

Come on, move!

He jumped! He jumped!

Come on, come on! He's on the move.

Let's go!

Shh.

Pennock?

Don't you do it.

There's no sign of him up here, boss.

I can see all the way to the river.

He's gone.

Sh*t.

Move and you're dead!

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

Get in!

What is this?

That's for Campbell.

- And that's for Cregg.

- You finished?

We haven't even started!

Take the hood off.

Wait, boys.

Save a little bit for us, boss.

So why is he still alive?

Why didn't you kill him?

That what'd you'd have done?

I thought you were the good guys.

Who are you? Who do you work for?

You and I have got a lot in common.

Really? You think so?

So you're sitting there tied to a chair,

and I'm standing here with

a gun in my hand.

Now you tell me

what the f*** this was all about!

Was?

You think this is over?

There'll be somebody else.

Your boy, Fiennes, is going to die.

Ugh!

Argh!

Go on! Pull the trigger!

Kill me and you kill Fiennes!

They won't stop 'til they get him!

I stopped you, I'll stop them!

I didn't want to kill him. They will.

You put that in the right hands and

this thing's over.

The camera? Why?

Proof. Evidence that he's dead.

It's the only way you'll save him.

You tell me I walk,

I tell you who's behind this.

And where to find him.

Okay. You walk.

Sheikh Amr bin Issa.

You'll find him in Oman.

Why?

The war.

They killed three of his sons.

Nuh.

Some good guy, eh?

Drop it.

Inside.

Beside him. On your knees.

You were set up.

That's what we love about you lot.

You only care about the action.

Never think about what you might

really be fighting for. Or who.

Never see the big picture.

You're the one that was set up.

He just wouldn't get out of the way.

Her Majesty's Government doesn't like

secret societies.

Particularly when they get in the way

of our interests.

Do you know how much oil that pathetic

crust of desert is floating on?

Do you know what those contracts

are worth?

Three men's lives.

That's right.

That's right.

We deliver the killers,

son number four goes home,

and when Sheikhy re-ups the contracts

we get favourable consideration.

- A bargain.

- You bastard. You're a...

A patriot.

Who serves his country as

those three men did with their deaths.

As you will with yours.

Oh, holy crap!

What?!

Oi! You! Come back!

There she is.

Danny might have dropped off the radar,

but one thing's for sure,

he'll come back for her.

He'll come through that door

with six million dollars

and she won't be there.

Who don't you screw out of

his ten percent? Yours truly.

Boss.

Deal with him.

Ugh!

Aagh!

It wasn't personal. It's just business.

You played us. I don't care why.

But if ever a lying piece of sh*t

needed killing, it was you.

Game's over.

You know I wouldn't have hurt her.

I just wanted my cut.

She was only collateral.

You go after them,

I'll find you.

Remember, everybody gets found.

Even you.

You got to get those photos to

that old bastard

and finish this thing for good,

you hear kiddo?

That's why I'm here. What about you?

Babysitting's over, kiddo.

Who says?

I say. She's safe.

You're the one taking the chances now.

Come on.

Come on?

You walked into a trap last time,

you think I'm going to

let you do that again?

I told your girl you were going to

be coming back to her...

you wanna make a liar out of me?

Yeah, well you were supposed to

be guarding her, not interviewing her.

Well, I was always a sucker for

a pretty face, no denying that.

She's a keeper, that's for sure.

She doesn't know, does she?

Some.

Yeah, it's going to be tough.

My old man used to say life's like

licking honey from a thorn.

Yeah, what does that mean?

Something about good times

and bad times.

Seems like it's been all thorns

for us lately. Both of us.

All right. Let's finish this.

I'll be top cover.

If anything goes wrong, I'm coming in.

Hey, look, the Sheikh wants this over.

It's in, hand over the photos and out.

Yeah?

Yeah. There isn't gonna be a problem.

From your mouth to God's ears.

Don't move 'til I give the all clear,

okay.

Who are you? What do you want?

For the Sheikh.

I have to see it placed in his hands.

Take these to my people.

Show them what I have done.

I have a message for the Sheikh.

He's still alive.

They're fakes.

But this is going to end.

I don't care.

Huh?

What would I do huh?

In that god forsaken desert!

Have you forgotten something?

Hold it, hold it. Stay where you are.

Something's not right.

You see this?

Yeah, I see it.

Looks like we're in the wrong place.

Let's go, let's go!

Relax. I only killed the car.

You again.

Back at the Palace.

What happened in there?

He was there,

waiting for a message from you.

I was the messenger.

And?

What do you think?

His boy in there didn't give a sh*t.

He's not going back to the desert,

so there'll be no oil contracts.

It was all for nothing.

Is that right?

And the winner is...

So that's what this is all about?

Yeah. It's all hookers

and blow from here on in.

You just don't get it, do you?

Ditch it.

You sure?

Ditch it.

I gotta cover my expenses.

You can't go back to England.

Not after killing that Spook.

Who the f*** are you?

Who? Me? The voice of experience.

Where are you going to go?

What are you going to do?

You're gonna need this.

New name, new face, new papers.

Expensive. You'll see.

Damn shame.

You think you get to just walk away?

Nobody walks away.

Not me, you, none of us.

The old man you just killed,

he told me a war isn't over 'til

both sides say it is.

Well, I'm telling you now,

this is over for me.

Really? And what?

You want me to say, Me too"?

And then it's happy ever after.

Your choice.

You know, when I got this,

they told me my war was over.

I told them they were full of sh*t.

Now I'm telling it to you.

Let it go.

So where are you going?

Why? You planning a visit?

You never know.

If you come, I'll be waiting.

We'll call you a cab from the airport.

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