Licence to Kill
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1989
- 133 min
- 1,317 Views
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We have a midcourse deviation.
Target heading 036, 126 miles.
Bearing 062, Havana, VOR.
He's landing at Cray Cay.
Advise Key West
Drug Enforcement.
Roger, sir. AWACS to Key West.
Key West Drug Enforcement,
please come in.
If they hurry, they just might
be able to grab the bastard.
Now, you're sure
you've got the ring?
Relax, Felix.
Friends of yours?
My partners at the DEA.
What the hell is going on?
Sanchez is in the Bahamas.
Have you cleared it
with Nassau?
We've got the green light.
Let's go! Hey, Felix, Felix!
Haven't you
forgotten something?
Oh, James, explain
to Della, will you?
No way. I'm coming with you.
Okay, but strictly
as an observer.
Sorry, Sharkey. Hey, why me?
Hey, you guys,
you can't do this to me!
What will I tell Della?
What did he promise you?
His heart?
Give her his heart.
No.
No, Franz.
I didn't mean any harm.
It's all right, baby.
We all make mistakes.
Your escapades are
getting more creative.
Not a word.
He's still not here.
Can you go around
the block again?
What about the guests?
I told you this was a mistake!
James, just in case.
Okay.
I want Sanchez alive!
Stay here, James.
No Sanchez. Damn.
Watch out!
Hey, observer!
You're trying to
get yourself killed?
If I don't get you back for the
wedding, I'm a dead man for sure!
You need help?
No. Take your hands off me.
Just go away.
Sanchez!
Let's go!
Come on! Come on!
He'll be in Cuban
airspace in 20 minutes.
He hasn't got away yet.
What the hell are you doing?
Let's go fishing!
Forward. Forward.
Easy. Hold it.
Back up. Back up.
Forward now.
Hold it!
Bring him in. Take the load.
No, please go home. I'm very...
There he is!
Let's go, James!
We made it!
Come along. James!
Your hat. Thank you.
I need, I need, I've got
to hold on to your love.
Ooooh.
Hey, baby, think you need a friend
to stand here by your side?
Yes, you do.
Your side.
Oh, baby, now you
can depend on me.
To do things right.
Things right.
Please don't bet
that you'll ever escape me.
Once I get my sights on you.
Got a license to kill.
And you know I'm going
straight for your heart.
Got a license to kill.
Anyone who
tries to tear us apart.
Ooh, honey.
License to kill.
Say that somebody
tries to make a move on you.
In the blink of an eye,
I will be there too.
And they'd better know
why I'm gonna make them pay.
Got a license to kill.
And you know I'm going
straight for your heart, baby.
Got a license to kill.
Anyone who
tries to tear us apart.
License to kill.
Gotta hold onto your loving.
License to kill.
Kill.
On the double!
Get away from the door!
You're facing 139
felony counts, Sanchez.
Why, that's 936 years.
Even one of your famous million-dollar
bribes can't get you out of this one.
Two.
What?
$2 million, U.S.
anyone who springs me.
God damn it!
You think you're in
some banana republic?
do you a bit of good here.
Very good.
But I think I'm gonna
be home soon, huh?
Why you...
Get a hold of yourself!
We got a nice private cell waiting
for your ass at Quantico,
and I'm going to personally
see you get there.
I'm terribly sorry!
That's a custom. You see, the bride
always gets to kiss her best man.
I thought it was
the other way around.
Oh, James, would you mind?
Felix is still in the study, and
we've got to cut this cake.
I'll do anything for
a woman with a knife.
Thank you. Yes, could
you help me here?
I'm sorry. No, no. Come in.
We're finished.
Pam, meet James.
Goodbye, Felix.
Strictly business, my friend.
Switch that thing off, Felix.
You know you have a house
full of guests waiting.
Just let me save this.
Take a seat.
The department wants
a full report, yesterday.
Sanchez hasn't been out
of his home base for years.
Well, couldn't you
extradite him?
Not a chance.
He's killed,
intimidated or bribed
half the government officials
from here to Chile.
There's only one law down
there, Sanchez's law.
Lead or silver.
Ed.
Double congratulations,
old buddy.
You take your time on the
honeymoon. Everything's okay.
You must be Bond, the guy
who came along for the ride.
Ed Killifer.
Quantico this afternoon.
Hey, stay and
have a drink with us.
Can't. Got to get back.
I just came by
to kiss the bride.
Felix, it's time
to cut the cake.
Hand me the picture of Della.
Quick.
She must be ready to kill me.
I tied them myself.
What are these? Lures!
These'll keep you busy
for the next few days.
I'm not going fishing
on my honeymoon!
How many others
are being held in there?
Where are you
taking him, Mr. Killifer?
Now, why did you
go to the Bahamas?
Mr. Sanchez, will you look this
way for a picture, please?
Come on, get him inside!
Get that lady out of there.
Are you really a Colombian?
Have you been fairly treated?
One more picture, please!
Are you connected with any
laboratories in South America?
Why did you go to the Bahamas?
No more questions.
Do you expect to be
vindicated, Mr. Sanchez?
Wait a minute!
Okay, let's go.
Yeah, we're moving out.
Will you excuse me, Liala?
Just a minute.
I have a surprise for you.
Oh, really.
Yes, I do.
It's right over here.
What's that?
James. Love always,
Della and Felix.
We love you.
Thanks.
Come on!
Did you get him?
Hang on.
I can't see him.
How deep is it there?
How many were inside?
Oh, James!
I wanted you to have something.
You know the tradition?
The next one who catches
this is the next one who...
No.
No. Thanks, Della.
It's time I left.
Oh, James.
Did I say something wrong?
He was married once,
but it was a long time ago.
Felix, you're no good to
me with a wrecked back.
Let her go.
I'm the one you want.
Hey! Ready to go?
We got the batteries
recharged on the sub.
It'll take you to
the 12-mile limit.
Fast boat to Cuba, you'll
be there for breakfast.
Relax. We'll wait for Dario.
Look, are you crazy?
You got everybody looking
for you.
What about Killifer?
Having a cop here is nuts!
I want to deep-six him.
I made a deal with this guy,
and I'm going to keep my word.
I don't like it.
He can finger me.
I spent a fortune
on this cover.
Something you'd
better understand, amigo,
loyalty is more important
to me than money.
Now, get the cop.
Killifer.
There's $2 million,
all in twenties.
It's very heavy,
but difficult to trace.
Smart.
Be ready for tomorrow.
I have someone to pick you up.
Where's Lupe? On the boat.
Keep her there
until I send for her.
Hey, no fooling
around with my girl.
You kidding?
After what you did to
that guy on the islands?
You liked my
little valentine, huh?
Where's my wife?
Don't worry. We gave
her a nice honeymoon.
I want you to know
this is nothing personal.
It's purely
business.
Killifer!
Sorry, old buddy, but two mil
is a hell of a chunk of dough.
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