Most Wanted Page #5

Make a hole!

Hold your fire!

Get your ass up on the deck!

Sorry about that knot

on your head.

The swelling's

going to make it hard...

for you to stick it up

the general's ass.

F*** you!

Should have killed me

while you had the chance.

Piss-poor planning on your part.

I'm a marine.

We don't plan.

We improvise.

Throw us the bag!

Bomb!

He's hit.

He's down in the alley!

I want every swinging dick

down there!

Pull the noose tight

and drop him like a bad habit.

This man dies tonight.

This way!

You're mine now, b*tch!

Where you going?

You ain't going nowhere.

The pain! The beautiful pain!

Did that hurt?

Stop crying like a girl!

You're not a warrior.

That's why we chose you.

You're nothing but a pansy!

I'm the warrior!

Now you're a dickless warrior.

Get me up.

Get me out of here.

There's been

a fiery explosion...

at downtown's

Police Plaza building.

Unconfirmed reports

place James Dunn at the scene.

Police and army units

are in pursuit.

Do you know me?

Get out!

Everybody!

Get out of here!

He's on the line.

Rackmill.

I got the files.

Where are you?

It doesn't matter.

There's one witness left.

Her name

is Victoria Constantini.

I want your word

you'll protect her.

We've already heard from her.

I want your word.

You have my word.

What about the files?

They belong

to the American people now.

Whatever you are thinking

of doing, don't do it.

You have no idea

what's at stake here.

- Tell me you got him.

- We got him.

I want a team there now.

A chopper's on the way.

Got it. We're on our way.

Dunn's been spotted downtown

at the central market.

Freeze!

- This is Rackmill.

- We've got him.

That's good. Keep him on ice.

I'll get back to you.

We got him.

Thank you

for a wonderful evening's work.

Go home and get some rest.

Spencer, take a walk with me,

will you?

What is it?

Call Woodward and tell him

I want to be his new partner.

Excuse me?

I don't understand.

That's pretty good...

that innocent schoolboy thing.

A little overplayed, maybe.

Young, fair-haired boy wants

to learn from the old master.

Undying loyalty.

Clumsy enthusiasm.

John... I read your file.

You have never been clumsy.

Seventeen encrypted phone calls

from L.A. To the Pentagon...

all from your office.

I still have friends

in the agency.

You don't want to do that.

Ruin your whole life

for some cowboy stunt?

That's better.

This is business.

You have just been turned.

I know it's hard...

but it happens to people like us

all the time...

and it's eminently survivable.

Everything is the same,

except now you work for me.

Do you understand that?

Now you can make

your phone call.

How could that happen?

Somebody else got him.

He got past this grid?

How did you let anyone

past this grid?

It's Spencer.

The CIA has him.

Good work, Spencer.

Not really, Adam.

Who the hell is this?

Ken Rackmill.

Hello, Ken. Been a long time.

Let's get down to nut-cutting.

You remember Hiroshima?

That was birthday candles

on a cake...

compared to what will happen

if what you have comes to light.

Since I know

all your dark secrets as well...

maybe we can do

a little horse-trading.

I'm listening.

I want Dunn.

What can I do

to put a smile on your face?

I understand there's a reward

for the capture of Mr. Dunn...

ten million.

Since I have him

in my custody...

I should be entitled to half.

We understand each other.

I'll get back to you.

Good.

We're about to be redeemed.

Five million dollars

for Dunn and the files?

Who does this son of a b*tch

think he is...

that he can blackmail us?

Captain Braddock

has gotten here before us.

He's taken a shooter's position.

Once Dunn and the files

are delivered...

Braddock will take out Rackmill.

This one had better work.

Try to keep your panties dry.

Kenny.

Adam.

Donald Bickhart,

Kenny Rackmill.

As you see, I've lived up

to my part of the bargain.

Where are the files?

Let me see the money.

Would you like to count it?

I'm sure you already have.

Then we're done.

Not quite.

There's one little detail.

What might that be?

Just killing Dunn

will not solve your problems.

How is that?

A patsy is no good

without a trail to someone.

I think the idea that Dunn

was hired by a rich person...

to kill the first lady...

to cover up that he

was using American soldiers...

to test a viral weapons agent

is a very good scenario.

Don't you think so?

What is he talking about?

The press

will fall in love with it...

and the folks in Washington

are going to buy it.

What's going on?

And, General,

you're going to be a hero.

Take him out.

Take your cut.

Good doing business with you.

Of course, we're fair men.

If we're collecting

the reward...

we're going to deliver

the fugitive to justice.

Absolutely. Alive or dead?

Be a pity to bring

a live rattlesnake forth...

and endanger the innocent.

Let the honor be mine.

Improvise this, a**hole.

Payback's a b*tch, ain't it?

Sometimes I plan sh*t.

The focus shifted

to Washington, D.C., today...

for the funeral

of General Adam Woodward.

General Woodward

was declared a hero...

after he was killed

uncovering the conspiracy...

to murder the first lady.

Woodward found out...

Congressional hearings

open today...

in the case

of Bickhart pharmaceuticals...

and its secret human test

of the vaccine C.R.C. -13.

The case was pushed

into public view...

by Dr. Victoria Constantini,

whose testimony is crucial...

because

of her early treatment...

of the veterans involved

in the illegal research.

Donald Bickhart

committed suicide...

after he was linked

with assassin Alan Braddock...

in the plot

to kill the first lady.

In an ironic twist,

escaped convict James Dunn...

the apparent fall guy

of the conspirators...

was returned to military prison

last month.

His final appeal

was recently denied.

His long delayed execution

was carried out last night.

I'm Christine Devine.

Back to you in the newsroom.

Wow.

You look just like that guy.

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