Man On Fire

[Chattering]

[Bell Tolling]

[Bell Continues]

[Laughing]

[Woman Screaming]

[Child Laughing]

[Phone Ringing]

[Rings]

[Rings]

- S. Bueno.

- [Man On Phone] Family is everything.

No?

Now, do you love your son?

- S.

- [Men Shouting]

- [Man Shouting]

- [Groaning]

Now... do you understand?

You have a $ 10 million insurance policy.

I know that.

[Speaking Spanish]

- [Horns Honking]

- [Man Shouting]

[Tires Screeching]

[Shouting]

[Crying]

- [Woman Squealing]

- [Chattering In Spanish]

[Man Shouts In Spanish]

[Angry Shouting]

[Woman Yelling In Spanish]

[Chattering In Spanish]

[Mariachi Band]

Georgina!

Obey me, I will love you.

Come on.

That's how it works, huh?

- Simple.

- That's right.

Mwah.

She got a sister?

How's business?

TheJapanese are here in a big way.

Cheap labor, factory space.

But they feel a lot safer living

over the border in El Paso.

I ferry them back and forth.

They think I'm John Wayne.

- Ah.

- Come on.

[Men Singing In Spanish]

- I live like a king down here.

- Yes, you do.

- You been workin'?

- Yeah. No.

Nah. Been movin' around,

you know.

Colombia, couple of places I can't name.

Nothing catches my fancy.

Oh.

You think God will forgive us

for what we've done?

- No.

- You don't?

Me either.

- How long you staying?

- I don't know. I just... you know.

I wanted to see you, Ray,

see how you're doin'.

You know, I came by on impulse.

Well, I could do with some impulse.

What happened?

Family paid the ransom...

then they sent the kid home

after a couple of days...

minus an ear, of course.

Now every mother in Mexico City

with a little bit of money wants

bigger and better bodyguards...

my own wife included.

I hate to break it to you,

but she's right. She's right.

Look, Sammy, all my clients have, uh,

kidnap and ransom insurance.

I have a policy. A.I.G.

My dad gave it to me.

Yeah, I know.

I got it for your dad.

But what are you gonna do in 60 days

when you can't renew it?

- You can't because

you don't have a bodyguard.

- I had to let Emilio go.

You gotta please Lisa.

I mean, hey, ass like that's hard to find.

Look, a bodyguard's

like anything else.

You get what you pay for, okay?

You could do this.

You get one that's got a decent rsum.

We're not looking for

goddamn Superman here, right?

Get someone cheap

till you renew the policy...

and then, uh...

then fire the prick for whatever.

Incompetence.

All kidding aside, the most important thing

is that your daughter goes back to school...

and that your wife gets to save face.

This way, you won't be the only

unprotected family in the neighborhood.

That's right. A bodyguard.

Your Spanish is good enough.

- You're crazy.

- You even look the part.

In my state,

I couldn't guard a corpse.

It's rich guys flashing their cash.

It's all for show.

- Nothing's gonna happen.

- Yeah? You think they'd hire

a drunk, a has-been?

You have to keep it under control.

What if there was, you know, say,

a kidnapping attempt? What do I do then?

You do your best. They're not gonna be

paying you enough to perform miracles.

- I don't know.

- It's not exactly a scam, Crease.

- Even at half speed, you're pretty damn good.

- Yeah.

Bodyguard's gotta be close

to people though.

He gotta talk all the time,

and I'm no good at that.

You'll be the silent type.

People are gonna appreciate that.

[Laughing]

Bodyguard. So who's the guy?

Samuel Ramos. He's a young guy.

He owns one of the plants in Jurez.

Yeah?

TheJap car industry is in the toilet.

He's trying to persuade Ford

to partner with him.

I think he's in trouble.

His family lives in Mexico City.

He asked me if I knew

anybody he could trust.

- And you thought of me.

- Yeah.

Take a job, Crease.

Breathe some air.

Then decide if you want

to stick around or not.

Besides, I'm glad to see you.

I got nobody to talk to down here.

Listen, my wife wants someone

presentable and polite.

You'll be the fifth candidate

she sees this week.

Your rsum's quite impressive.

Sixteen years of military experience,

extensive counterterrorism work.

I'm surprised anybody could afford you.

What's the catch?

I drink.

How does that affect you?

Well...

coordination, reaction time.

If top professionals try to kidnap

your daughter, I'll do the best I can...

but the service will be

on par with the pay.

What if amateurs tried?

I'd probably kill 'em.

Is that likely?

No.

No one is to know about your drinking.

That includes my wife.

[Piano]

- [Door Opens]

- [Samuel] Lisa!

Lisa!

[TV:
People Chanting]

My wife, Lisa.

And this is John Creasy.

- You're an American.

- So are you.

It's all in there.

Would you like a drink?

Yes, uh, Jack and water'd be good.

- Have you done much

of this kind of work before?

- No, ma'am.

But he has a lot of experience

in related fields.

- You have a family, Mr. Creasy?

- No.

Pita.

Pita.

- [Creasy] Thank you.

- Yes, Mom?

Honey, this is, uh, Mr. Creasy.

[Speaking Spanish]

In English, honey.

Um, do you wanna show

Mr. Creasy to his room?

- This way, Mr. Creasy.

- Okay.

Thank you.

Just like that?

I think it's nice...

that he's an American.

I think it's terrific. You sure?

Thank you.

Thank you.

I feel better now.

- :
Hola, Bruno!

- :
Buenas tardes!

That's Bruno, the gardener.

And, um, that's Maria, the cook.

- :
Hola, Maria!

- Hola, Pita.

We fixed the room up two weeks ago.

It's nicer than before.

You've got a TVand C.D. player.

What kind of music do you like, Mr. Creasy?

I don't know.

- You don't know?

- I don't know.

- [Parrot Squawks]

- That's Bird.

Emilio forgot to take him

when he left.

Emilio was my last bodyguard.

Have you protected a lot of children

before, Mr. Creasy?

Creasy. You can call me Creasy.

And no, you're the first.

Creasy.

Bye, Creasy.

So long.

Bye, Bird.

- [Squawks]

- [Door Closes]

Ow.

- School tomorrow, peeps.

- Does that mean we can get a dog?

Dad promised me one

when I went back to school.

Yeah, we'll see.

If you get a dog,

will you give up your bear?

You're getting too old for him.

- How'd you like Mr. Creasy?

- Creasy.

He said to call him just Creasy.

- Uh-huh.

- That isn't disrespectful, is it?

No, not if he asked you.

Here. There you go.

[Sighs]

- He's like a bear too.

- Yeah?

A big, sad bear.

- Is he sad?

- I think. Or something.

- Good night, honey.

- Night.

- Oh, can you get me

some floss in the morning?

- Floss?

- Yeah, the strawberry kind.

- Oh, sure.

Good night, Bear.

Creasy Bear.

[Sighs]

[Squawks]

[Skipped item nr. 185]

What's that one for?

La Virgin de Guadalupe.

Business. For Toyota, for Ford.

If one dies, maybe she can

resurrect the other one.

I don't know.

- [Sighs]

- She likes him.

- What are you talking about?

- Creasy.

Pita likes him.

Pita loves school.

Pita would love Count Dracula

ifhe took her back there, honey.

Okay?

- Hey. Are you okay?

- I don't know.

- Okay?

- [Sighs]

I don't know, Lisa.

I'm trying.

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