Maximum Conviction Page #5

I have movement.

Looks like Manning's coming

through your sector.

Where?

Blake:
I lost him.

He's got to be there somewhere.

Extraction in 10 minutes.

Fan out.

Mess with me, I'll gouge your

eyes out with my fingers.

(screams)

(screaming )

(two gunshots)

Make a noise, you die.

Hey, are you okay?

You like that sh*t?

What the f***, baby?

Holy sh*t.

My kind of woman.

( Gasps )

You think you're going to enjoy

yourself, baby cakes?

I don't.

- ( Screams )

- I'm gonna take good care of you.

No! No. No!

No. No!

Shut up, b*tch!

Please stop.

Please stop.

You're gonna-

you're gonna like it.

Oh, yeah.

No!

( laughs)

Blake:

Where's the asset?

We've been in here too long already.

We have to move.

Working on it.

No. No.

Come here.

(Samantha exclaiming)

No. No. No.

Hey, fuckhead, over here.

Fresh meat.

Yes, b*tch?

(screaming )

B*tch!

Back to business.

I'm gonna give you something

to think about.

See, you're lucky. I was gonna

kill you and cut the chip out.

But now I know

I can't do that.

It's a good thing I didn't

f*** up Cross before I found out.

So you're not gonna die just yet,

not before I get that data

scanned out of you.

When I do,

guess where

I'm gonna stick this?

( Stick clatters )

Got the b*tch.

What's the situation?

Let's bounce.

Open everything-- all doors.

Get out of there and meet me

at the extraction point with the asset.

Garbage room-- show me.

Now.

Come on, come on.

I should have known you were a plant

when they picked you up from state pen.

No con fights like that.

You're goddamn CIA.

So what if I am?

So you're supposed to be

on my side.

Says who?

My contact was CIA.

Why are you doing this?

We both want the same things.

We're both helping

our countries-

No, you just want to feel good

about yourself and I want to get paid.

You're so f***ing dumb,

you didn't even know

what you were handing your contact

before we capped him.

If you did, you'd be lying

on a beach somewhere by now

with a different face,

laughing at all of us.

Too bad for you.

Come on.

Manning over radio:

Cross, they have the target.

Cross:
Rendezvous

with the team.

We'll meet up at the extraction point

in the garbage room.

Charlotte, where are you?

Let's go. I want that package.

Getting there. They didn't give me

a map when they booked me in.

This wasn't supposed

to be my job.

Look, you hit F block,

then C block.

Let's move it.

Move it.

What the f***

happened to you?

Got my ass whupped

by my new girlfriend.

They acquired the target.

Cross will be tracking her.

The extraction point

is the garbage room.

Cross wants to lock down

all the doors,

contain the extraction team.

You have five minutes to meet up.

Use what you can to get out.

I'm gonna circle around the back, make

sure they don't hit us from the rear.

- All right, got it.

- Move.

Boys.

( Keyboard keys clicking )

Cross:
Time to lock it up.

It's my game now.

( Buzzing )

( gate buzzes )

We're trapped.

Blake:
Where?

F block, covered walkway.

I've got keys, but it's gonna

slow me down.

Blake:
We're right behind you.

Move.

Warden,

get out your goddamn keys.

Open the f***ing gate.

Why do you keep

putting your keys away, huh?

Are you clowning around

with me?

Huh? Are you

clowning with me?

Please.

It's not far.

Move it.

Whoa.

What the f***

are you guys doing, huh?

Get to the extraction point now.

Secure the area.

Go, go.

Hold it.

Come on.

Come on, come on, Warden.

( Gate buzzes )

Oh, f***.

All right, maintenance room

should only be 100 yards from here.

Let's start blowing doors.

If I'm gonna die, you son of a b*tch,

I'm taking you with me.

( Gate buzzes )

Secure the door.

Come on, jerk-off,

get going.

Okay, Warden,

you were great.

(two gunshots)

Charlotte:
The implant is

just below her left breast.

You need some kind of

special scanner to get it out.

Just shut the f*** up

for five minutes.

I've done this about 50 times.

I know what I'm doing.

Watch my back.

( Beeping )

I am so gonna enjoy this.

Are you gonna work out

or are you gonna fight?

I guess we'll find out.

( laughs)

No pain, no gain.

That's it. I've got it.

You traitor.

Kill the b*tch.

Let's bounce.

Samantha:
Cross!

- Charlotte:
Cover.

- Blake:
Give me that.

Isn't that the tactical genius?

I got you outmanned

and outgunned two to one.

I guess you're

not so clever after all.

It ain't the amount.

It's the skill.

The skill the guy's got-

that's what it is.

Save it for your girlfriend.

Want to hear

something funny, though?

All right.

See my smiling face?

It's the last thing you're gonna see

before you hit your grave.

Where are you going?

What are you gonna do?

Drop your f***ing weapons!

- Put them down now! Put them down!

- Drop your weapons now!

You motherf***er, drop it!

- Drop it! Drop your weapon!

-( men shouting )

( shouts )

Cover me.

I'm out.

Cover him!

You're dead, b*tch.

Keep them pinned down.

I'm gonna flank them.

I'll catch you long.

Go, go, go.

Motherf***er!

I got four of them.

How about you?

I got some myself.

Look at this sorry-ass b*tch.

(chuckling )

Okay.

Yeah, we made it.

God damn, which one of you

motherfuckers killed my future ex-wife?

Cross.

You're out of ammo.

So am I.

Why don't we talk?

We've got a lot in common,

you and I--

Special Forces,

black ops, CIA.

No, I'm not Special Forces.

I was never Special Forces.

I was a Marine.

Whatever.

What the hell are we trying

to kill each other for, huh?

(throws down gun )

This isn't about patriotism

with a flag.

This is about money.

(throws down gun )

You know who

Samantha's contact was?

It was a money guy.

He delivered secret government funds

to favored efforts

in trouble spots

around the world.

He was a bag man

for the CIA

delivering bribes

and payoffs.

And that chip that was

implanted in her...

Yeah?

That contained secret

financial information.

With that, we could access

at least $200 million

of whitewashed money-

clean money.

You know what you could do

with that?

You could open yourself

a free clinic in Mogadishu

or an orphanage in Mexico

or a bordello in Berlin-

whatever the f*** you want.

Right?

Yeah.

You and I both know

this isn't about good guys

and bad guys anymore.

We split that money

right down the middle.

You walk away a rich guy.

I walk away a rich guy.

Maybe you really would

give me $100 million.

There's your act of good faith.

You know, I'm just thinking

to myself

that somewhere

in the back of my mind,

I kind of feel like

you're not being

completely sincere.

What, you don't trust me?

Not exactly.

Look at you, man.

You're dead.

Money can't buy life.

Money can't buy honor.

You ain't got sh*t.

I don't know what's wrong

with you, man.

Now you're dead.

Argh! Jeez.

You talk about

being a warrior.

How does a warrior

break his word of honor?

You know the story about

the scorpion and the frog?

- Yeah.

- Well, that's me.

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