Lord Of War Page #6

every year than mine.

At least mine has a safety switch.

If those guys can leave their work

at the office,

so can I.

God damn, you are good!

You really are.

You almost had me convinced.

Could you...

could you help me out with...

Why?

Why?

Why?

Why what?

Why?

Why?

I don't know.

Why...

I don't know.

Why what?

Why're you so f***ed up all the time?

Because I am. I don't know.

I didn't know how much Ava

really knew...

and how much she ignored.

She never questioned how a guy

in the transport business...

could afford to give her 18 carat

diamond earrings.

I guess she didn't want to hear the answer.

Mostly, She seemed content

that I was a good provider...

and as far as she was concerned, loyal.

Despite the other women...

I always made love to Ava

as if she was the only one.

I'm not saying I didn't have setbacks.

It's not called gunrunning for nothing.

You gotta be fast on your feet.

Some revolutions blow over

the guns even get there.

There's nothing's more expensive

for an arms dealer than peace.

Truce? What do you mean, truce?

The guns are already on their way.

Peace talks.

All right, forget it.

I'll re-route the shipment to the Balkans.

When they talk about war,

they keep their word.

Of course, a new breed of gunrunner

requires a new breed of cop.

Henry, take Park Avenue.

Take 'em on a tour of New Jersey.

Yuri, there are men going through

our garbage cans.

Well, it's probably just some reporters

looking for somebody else.

I have a feeling they don't work

for the tabloids.

Yuri...

is there anything I should be

worried about?

No, nothing.

Nothing?

I love you.

I love you, too.

Sir.

I was now the best merchant

of death alive.

I didn't own my own plane,

I owned a fleet.

Running guns into Liberia,

Sierra Leone,

or the Ivory Coast at least once a week.

Most trips I had phony paperwork.

The deadline was tight

and I had to cut corners,

I had no paperwork at all.

But I wasn't overly concerned.

There was hardly any radar over

most of Africa

and even fewer people to watch it.

Charlie Echo India,

...re-route to Kabala airport...

...on heading zero-two nine.

Comply immediately.

Yuri, what the f*** is going on?

Hello, Southern? It's Yuri.

I Sorry to call you on this number.

But I've got Interpol's all over my ass.

I can't know you right now.

It's uh, not a good time.

Not a good time?

Motherf***er!

Charlie, Echo, India,

comply immediately.

This is your last warning.

Where was the first f***ing warning?

Rock your wings

if you intend to comply

I'm putting us down.

If you land, we're going away.

I don't have paperwork.

We're in a flying f***ing bomb!

They're firing bullets at our bullets.

I'm putting us down.

Okay, okay. F***!

This is Charlie, Echo, India.

Request re-route to Kabala airport,

bearing zero-two-nine.

No, not the airport. There the highway.

It's our only hope.

Are you f***ing mad?

A pothole will set us off.

You underestimate yourself, Alexei.

You're the best.

You're the sh*t, Alexei, you're the sh*t!

You're the sh*t! You're the sh*t!

Of course Alexei wasn't the best.

He'd come forty-second out of

forty three

at the Moscow Flight School.

Oh, God, what's he doing?

Is this guy nuts?

I can't land there, sir.

Kabala's fifteen minutes away.

He can't get far.

I want a truck on the tarmac.

We gonna be okay.

Where are you going?

As far from the evidence as we can get.

Wait, there's not going to be any evidence!

Come here. Come here.

Hey, don't be shy. Here, look.

Free sample

help yourself, okay? Free sample.

Tell your friend.

Gun for you.

Happy times. Come on.

Help yourselves. No charge.

Everything goes.

Guns, guns, guns, yes,

come on up!

Here! You're having fun now, huh?

Come on! Guns, guns, guns! Yes!

Bullets, guns, grenades!

Take 'em all.

Take the whole crate. Go ahead.

Gun, grenades, hooray!

Bullets! Guns! Grenades!

Yeah.

That one's got your name on it.

You want one, too? Come on.

Don't forget the bullets.

Don't forget the bullets.

How can you shoot a gun

if you don't have bullets?

Everything goes for free!

Guns, grenades! All you see. Bullets,

guns, grenades.

Hooray, hooray!

Have the bullets.

What a cargo crew at Heathrow Airport

does in a day took a bunch of

malnourished Sierra Leonean

locals ten minutes.

By the time Agent Valentine got there,

you could find more guns on

a plane full of Quakers.

Yuri Orlov.

Ow! F***!

You run from us?

No, Mbizi. No!

Can you run with no legs?

Let me make him disappear,

Mr. Valentine

Around here, people disappear all the time.

I can't do that.

Look where we are. Who will know?

We will.

He's gonna get what's coming to him.

I'm not as certain.

All right, get up.

What's the charge?

What are you doing in Sierra Leone...

I'm on safari.

Yeah? You're hunting wildebeests

with a submachine gun?

Do you also work with the

Park Service?

Hunting without a license,

is that the charge?

Why are we playing games?

You traffic arms.

Trade.

Trade.

Traffic.

You get rich by giving the

poorest people on the planet

the means to continue killing each other.

Do you know why I do what I do?

I mean, there are more

prestigious assignments.

Keeping track of nuclear arsenals,

You'd think that's more critical to

world security,

but it's not.

No, nine out of ten war victims today

are killed with assault rifles and

small like yours.

Those nuclear missiles?

They sit in their silos. Your AK-47?

That is the real weapon of mass

destruction.

I don't want people dead, Agent Valentine.

I don't put a gun to anybody's head

and make them shoot.

I admit, but shooting war is better

for business,

but I prefer people to

fire my guns and miss.

Just as long as they're firing.

Can I go now?

You've got nothing on me.

Except cuffs.

Since you're so concerned with the law,

you must know that I'm legally

permitted to hold you for

twenty- four hours

without charging you.

You might ask why I would do

that and I can assure you.

It's not because I enjoy your

company,

because I don't.

No, the reason why

I'll delay you for every second

of the permissible twenty-four hours

Is I'm delaying your deadly trade

and the deaths of your victims.

I don't think of it as taking a day from you...

...but giving a day to them.

Some innocent man, woman, or child

is going to have an extra day

on this earth because you're not free.

So, I will see you in twenty-three hours

and fifty-five minutes, hm?

Valentine knew he didn't have to guard me.

There was nowhere to go.

Or maybe he was hoping the locals

would tear me apart.

But they were too busy with the plane.

It's like parking your car

in certain neighborhoods in the Bronx.

You just don't do it.

The way I looked at it

it's the way of Africa, maybe life.

Everything that comes from the earth

eventually returns.

Even a 40-ton Atonov-12 cargo plane.

A gift. For you.

You know, you've arrived just in time.

I was afraid that he might die

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