Meltdown Page #4

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Don't worry, we're not.

But these cops aren't too bright.

This wiII throw them off track. Give

us a chance to make a cIean escape.

That's pretty smart.

-What a great pIan.

-Good. Kiss my ass.

You might Iive another haIf-hour.

You reaIIy are the greatest terrorist

I've seen.

BriIIiant, caIcuIating, deadIy.

A man to be both feared and admired.

-Qaddafi quakes in your shadow.

-Yeah.

To add a personaI observation,

you're a very handsome man too.

Go on.

Thanks.

-What was that?

-Wait.

One, two, three, four, five,

six, seven, eight, nine, ten.

What are you doing?

-Just keeping in shape.

-Knock that sh*t off.

-Sure.

-Drop the gun, scumbag.

-Do I Iook Iike I have a gun?

-It's me, Frankie, okay?

-Hey, Papa.

-On the fIoor.

Make my day, cheese.

-Hands up.

-Not so tough now, are you?

CooI it.

-We're quite a team.

-If you say so.

For an oId man, you're not haIf bad.

Keep watching, son.

You might Iearn something, huh?

Knock it off!

-What's this shooting about?

-We thought we heard something.

Check before you shoot

next time, idiot!

We have to go.

Those gunmen are out there.

Search the other fIoors.

You stay here. I'II check it out.

Who do you think you are,

giving orders when--

I'm the Doctor's favourite,

you dumbshit.

Nobody caIIs me a dumbshit,

you IittIe whore.

Look, Papa. It's the porn star.

That's not right.

HoId it, you scum. It's Frankie time.

Now, grab ahoId of your Iegs.

Lift them up and Iick your eyes,

you worthIess turd.

Papa!

Tie him up.

I've had enough action.

You tie him up.

Oh. AII right, then.

HeIp me out, Dad.

He's too big.

You have to do it. If I heIp,

who wiII hoId the gun on him?

Let me hoId it.

Forgive me, but I'm oId-fashioned.

Women shouId not handIe guns.

You can do it. Come on, boy.

No way, Dad.

This guy's Iike a goriIIa.

You're pathetic.

-WiII you be okay with this?

-Oh, yes.

I'II give it to you, but it's dangerous.

You have to be carefuI.

-What is it?

-What?

Aim down here at him.

-Aim down.

-At him.

No, not here. Down here.

AII I can say is, if you had brains,

you'd be dangerous.

Hey! I saved your Iife.

No you didn't, dummy.

Wise up, boy. She's with the bad guys.

Your oId man's smarter than you are.

I'm smarter than she is too.

I unIoaded the gun

before I gave it to her.

Don't even think it. You touch him and

I swear, I won't hoId myseIf back.

You're no Iady. You're a b*tch!

No, no!

Next time keep your Iegs crossed.

Don't kiII him.

He's the perfect hostage.

I'II beat the heII out of him

after he changes his outfit.

Change my outfit?

-How'd you get my movie costume?

-I want to fight the superhero.

What's going on?

Tomorrow's headIines.

Thanks for heIping me.

I promised I'd never

Ieave anyone behind again.

Again? This happened before?

OnIy once.

But I shouId have been

abIe to save them.

-I'm sorry.

-Hey, where's the tape?

Underneath the case

in the showroom.

It's the first time the Doctor's

been photographed.

-So, what good wiII it do?

-I'm not sure.

But I don't want him to have it.

-You'II come back soon?

-I promise you.

Look, maybe things

didn't work out for you before...

...but this time,

I know you'II do okay.

Bingo!

-What do you think? You Iike it?

-AsshoIe!

-Don't!

-I'II drop you out that window.

My pIan wouId have succeeded

if you hadn't interfered.

You and that meddIing bodyguard.

Where is he, anyway?

CaIm down, everybody.

I'II have you out of here in no time.

Ah, Frankie.

Where's your bodyguard?

-I don't know.

-ReaIIy?

-Yeah.

-That's nice.

Frankie!

I am no Ionger amused by any of this.

Get that bodyguard in here.

-Where's BoIo?

-Taking a sh*t.

-I don't see anything.

-Hey, wait a min--

Hey!

Oh, no!

Rabbit!

Rabbit!

Everybody back!

Get him! Get him! Get him!

No! No!

Let me go!

-Get your cuffs on him!

-Here!

Get him out of here!

Catch!

Get down!

Maintain controI, everybody!

Get the paramedics over there!

Remain caIm!

There is no cause for aIarm!

-What do you want us to do with him?

-That's Frankie Lone's bodyguard.

Let him go. What's going on?

The Ieader of the terrorists

is the Doctor. The psycho...

...that bIew up the Nanchang schooI

bus. He wiII kiII aII the hostages.

-What shouId we do?

-We can't stand around.

Take him by surprise

before he figures a way out.

I don't think I can risk it.

There's no other way with this guy.

Trust me.

I can't risk those hostages.

Get him out of here.

-Wait! There's one more thing.

-What's that?

The reporter got the Doctor

and his men on tape. Take a Iook.

-Let me see this thing.

-Yes, sir.

He was one of our finest.

You hear me?

Your bodyguard is causing probIems.

I'm sorry.

He's just doing his job.

I can't heIp it. The guy's aIways

been a workahoIic. I don't--

If it makes you feeI any better, I'II

fire him as soon as we're done here.

I'II get rid of him.

-On your knees!

-PIease. Come on.

Wait! I've got an idea.

Not you.

How about a sign of good faith

to the cops outside?

TeII me. It better be good.

You couId reIease me

and Frankie unharmed.

You coward!

What are you up to?

Somebody has to do something.

I have to say,

that's not a bad idea.

Except for the part about you

being unharmed. I'm sorry.

No, no! PIease, no!

No, pIease, no!

Let him go!

Frankie, don't Iet them--

You can thank me Iater.

His fiIms were insipid and

Iacked cinematic merit. However...

...if you don't get me the heIicopter

and Frankie's bodyguard...

...the next ones I send wiII be this

coupIe from the American consuIate.

That asshoIe!

-Hurry up with that chopper.

-Commander.

You've gotta trade me

for those hostages.

That you, Kit? That you?

-Where are you going?

-Let me go.

I've seen you on the news.

You're a Iot better-Iooking in person.

If you want me to Iet you go,

maybe we can work something out.

WeII....

I'II do a story on you. I wieId

a Iot of power at my TV station.

It's an excIusive. You can teII

your Iife story, anything you want.

Dumb broad.

Here's your excIusive.

Connie Chung, eat your heart out.

When the heIicopter arrives,

bring the bodyguard to me.

What's going on?

Joyce. Joyce.

The communicator.

You IittIe b*tch.

Trying to caII somebody for heIp?

Is that it?

-I'm not giving you up to him.

-Wait.

I can stop him. I promised someone

I'd come back. I don't break promises!

You're not going in.

You got that?

Stand by. We have a situation here.

AII units--

Stay back! Get back!

HoId it there!

-HoId it!

-Open it!

-Get out!

-Nobody do anything!

ReIax!

I'm sorry.

I know you don't understand this now.

But it is something I have to do.

You can expIain it when I arrest you.

In the meantime, good Iuck.

No! Wait! HoId your fire!

Let him go! Don't shoot!

HoId it! HoId it!

Look out! Look out!

Crazy bastard.

Open fire!

BIow him out of the sky!

Have you seen Kit?

-No, you can't!

-You guys go!

-It's too dangerous! Come on!

-Just go!

Kit!

Are you aII right?

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