Knock Off Page #3

They modify them, and I ship them.

It's between you two.

Please aim at him.

- When I found out, I dumped them.

- They were nano-bombs.

- You know?

- Tommy's CIA.

The little dweeb is CIA?

Good cover.

Not for Iong,

if Ray keeps telling everyone.

Eddie, I made a deal for you.

They'll help you go somewhere safe.

I promise you.

Skinny told me that he'd help.

I'll help myself.

I've something for you, in the safe.

It's the biggest thing here

since Typhoon Hattie.

I was going to sell it

to the highest bidder, anywhere.

But family is family.

- Eddie!

- Damn it.

We've got to run.

- Don't you know the way out?

- No idea.

Don't they have bananas here?

God, I hate this fruit!

- It's me. A VCR?

- Everyone who comes here is on it.

Move!

Stop playing around.

I'm going to find a place

to collapse.

Wait for me in the office.

We're on the look out

for the white guy who killed Eddie.

Let's get rid of this sh*t.

Skinny!

Better run, Skinny.

They're coming after you.

Gwei-lo, you're a dead man.

You killed Eddie.

The Russians did it.

The ones you got him involved with.

Liar! I didn't get Eddie

involved with Russians.

- Then who was he hiding from?

- You saw him get executed.

Executed...

Why...

Why did you say "executed"?

- Now you'll tell me everything.

- Cut it out, Ray.

- You won't do it!

- oh yeah?

- You bet on both sides, right?

- You bastard.

"A Hong Kong Love Song".

We hope it put Jiang Zemin and

Prince Charles in a cuddly mood.

News at five, with an update of

the explosion at the fruit market.

- What happened to you?

- An explosion.

At the fruit market?

The one on the news?

You've got to get to hospital.

Look, there's blood... sh*t!

We need to get cleaned up.

Sometimes you're in such shock,

you don't know you're hurt.

What were you doing

in a place like that anyway?

- Ray has some contacts.

- What kind?

A friend, a buddy.

He blew up. Sh*t happens.

Eddie knew about the bombs!

That's why you killed him!

I don't know what you mean.

Eddie was like a brother.

If I'm right, this tape will prove

you booby-trapped Eddie's safe.

Piece of sh*t!

You killed him.

Don't go anywhere. We'll watch a

movie and have some popcorn.

We'll be back.

- Hold on. Let me find it.

- Stop it there.

- Son of a b*tch!

- Who is that?

Karen, the V-Six exec.

I don't believe this!

Hendricks is in danger,

go after him. I'll talk to Skinny.

Knock-offs, Jesus!

You and Marcus acted strange.

Did you tell me everything?

We were deciding what to eat.

I said, "How about Szechwan?"

Let the machine get it...

And he said, Cantonese.

I was trying to decide what wine

we should order...

Oh, I like this.

I'm into this!

Back when you got that fake identity

from the CIA...

Let's play a game

called "Twenty Questions".

Question one:
Are you alone,

or are there more of you?

Tommy... She saw Eddie before us.

She's a bigger knock-off than us.

Watch your step, Ray!

- Are you sure?

- She was on the tape.

I was never into threesomes!

I've got her!

- What do we do?

- Take her to the chief.

Johansson is dead. The Russians

killed him. And Skinny, too.

You'd better talk, b*tch,

or I'll blow your head off!

Look into my pants. Go on, you were

eager five minutes ago, you sh*t.

Just do it.

In the back.

- CIA? Bullshit.

- It's a fake, Tommy.

- Just like her.

- No, it's real. Check it.

It's good.

I'm sorry for what I said. But

those handcuffs bit into my wrists.

- I should have blown your head off.

- Why the jeans act?

Langley suspected there was a mole

near Hendricks. I have to find it.

- I have an emergency contact...

- No!

There's a special security unit here

with the VIP's. They can help us.

The American delegation

is led by Vice-President Al Gore, -

- who is a champion of trade

with Hong Kong.

Vice-President Gore wil meet

with the commercial attachs...

- You can't go like that.

- Formal or casual?

- Let's go.

- I'll bring the van around.

Holy f***ing sh*t!

The pockets of our jeans.

At Government House,

another historic moment.

The last British governor watches

as the British flag is lowered.

After Eddie dumped the knock-offs,

the Russians used our jeans.

So they're into fashion now.

You know where you're going?

The computer says

they're shipping the jeans tonight.

- You can't get away with this.

- Shut up!

- They are getting away with it.

- I'm trying to mind-f*** them.

- I got top scores in verbal skills.

- Could I die alone, please?

Lucky for some, it's the hand-over.

There's only one sea route out.

If we hurry we can catch them.

Can you swim?

Electronics are amazing.

Three months old, and obsolete.

The best part of microchips

is the mega-bucks.

Small as a cell phone,

but it can do the job.

We've told everybody.

The FBI, the Mossad...

- Shut up!

- Suret, Barnaby Jones...

Eat these. You'll turn green.

They're better than diet pills.

Two of these remove your appetite.

In fact, they remove you.

Or maybe you will drink this?

- You want to drink this, baby?

- Let's talk. I have information...

You like it? You want more?

I'll give you more.

I'll open your mouth wide open,

this time.

Way to go, Harry!

You even left a few alive

to interrogate. Untie me!

- Congratulations.

- You gave it to the wrong guy.

You just eliminated a partner

you didn't need anymore.

Just like you did with Skinny.

Washington never thought

it could be you, Johansson.

- After 20 years, why?

- Entrepreneurship!

Once we have our baby bombs all over

the US, there'll be a monthly bill.

$ 100 million a month.

If they don't pay,

it's "Goodbye, Yellow Brick Road".

"Goodbye, Yellow Brick Road?"

You'd better buy some new CD's.

Shoot them.

What the hell was that?

Go find out!

Toss it!

Sir, we've picked up a signal.

An unauthorised intrusion.

- Any change?

- No, ma'am. Still incoming.

It's a cargo vessel. She's already

past the first line of buoys.

- And the second.

- The next line is the deadline.

Attention, all air units.

This is Guardian. Proceed to

intercept approaching vessel.

- Use all necessary force.

- Roger.

Attention, cargo vessel.

Attention, cargo vessel.

- Report in. What's going on?

- We have visual.

The vessel seem to be drifting.

Nearing deadline. E TA, one minute.

The vessel must not, repeat,

must not cross the deadline.

If it does,

execute with extreme prejudice.

We copy. Extreme prejudice.

Activate and arm weapon systems.

Weapon systems are active.

Attention, cargo vessel!

Attention, cargo vessel!

This is a restricted area.

Change course, or we will fire.

Do you read?

Cargo vessel, do you read?

Attention, cargo vessel.

This is a restricted area...

Attention barge 28.

Change course, or we open fire.

- Locked on target.

- Fire on my command.

Steady.

Five... four... three...

- Two...

- Guardian, she's stopping.

The vessel has stopped

and seems to be turning back.

- Weapons are still hot.

- Deactivate weapons systems.

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes