Mr. & Mrs. Smith Page #3

Tell him... Dinner's at seven.

Hi, John.

Yeah, she says dinner's at seven.

It always is.

Perfect timing.

As always.

- This is a nice surprise.

- I hope so.

- You're home early.

- I missed you.

I missed you, too.

- Shall we?

- Yes.

- Thought these were for special occasions.

- This is a special occasion.

Pot roast. My favorite.

Allow me, sweetheart.

Been on your feet all day.

Thank you.

Sure.

So how's work?

Actually, we had a little trouble

with a commission.

- Is that right?

- Yeah.

Double booking with another firm.

- Green beans?

- No, thank you.

You'll have some.

Well, I hope everything worked out OK.

It hasn't yet.

But it will.

Pot roast is my favorite.

Sweetheart, could you pass the salt?

Tried something new?

How was Atlanta?

Had a few problems ourselves.

Some figures didn't add up.

- Big deal?

- Life or death. Wine?

- I got it.

- I'll get a towel.

Janie?

Honey?

Jane!

Jane!

How could I be so stupid?

Jane!

Jane!

Oh, dear God...

Wait. No, no. Accident.

Honey? Accident.

Jane, stop the car, now.

Jane?

You're overreacting.

Let's not get carried away.

We don't want to go to sleep angry.

We can talk this out.

God!

Pull over.

Pull over! Pull over!

Now, look...

We need to talk!

- OK, I'm coming. Who is it?

- Open up.

- What the hell happened to you?

- My wife.

- She tried to kill me.

- Yes. And you know what?

Gladys tried to kill me. Not with a car.

At least Jane was a man about it.

But they all try to kill you. Slowly, painfully,

cripplingly. And then, wham! They hurt you.

You know how hurt I used to be?

I used to beat myself up. Now I'm great.

I got dates all the time.

I just woke up from a thing, I'm in my robe.

- You live with your mom.

- I choose to.

Because that's the only woman

I've ever trusted.

- It's unbelievable.

- Look, I know exactly what you're thinking.

If she lied about that,

what else has she lied about?

I mean, her job is a spy,

to get information from people.

French Riviera. A yacht. An Iranian prince.

She's supposed to get close to him

and gain his trust. It's disgusting.

What? What are you saying?

What? Your husband is the shooter?

That's impossible.

Really?

This was probably planned from

the beginning. Operation Stakeout Johnny.

A six-year stakeout to get information

from you. Mission accomplished.

OK.

Here's the upside.

- You don't love him.

- No.

You'll kill him, and nobody's

better at that than you are.

- Thank you.

- And then it'll be over.

Lookit, I know you're embarrassed,

but it's Eddie you're talking to.

The guys we work with,

they don't know, I'm never gonna tell 'em.

The people she works with probably got

a big laugh over this, but that's not important.

Lookit, it's like 150 pages

of a book have been written.

In the first 150 pages, Johnny's been a clown.

Well, you can write the last ten pages. You

been smoked, but you can write the last ten.

Great talk, man. We should do it more often.

It was great, I'm proud of you.

- I'm gonna borrow this.

- I like where your head's at, man.

- I'll do it in the morning.

- Yeah.

- You OK?

- Yeah.

- OK. Good night.

- Night.

You don't love him.

- Night, Johnny.

- Night, Eddie.

Good night, Mom.

OK, girls. Let's go.

Pocket litter, receipts, matchbooks.

You know the drill.

This is nice. Who picked this out?

- What is this?

- It looks like your wedding.

- I know what it is. What are you doing?

- Research on the target.

This room is wrapped. Thank you.

...to have and to hold,

to love and to cherish, till death do us part.

I promise.

I, John, take you, Jane, to be my lawfully

wedded wife, to have and to h...

What's going on, Mrs. Smith?

Garden party, girls.

Howdy, neighbor.

Wow. I can't believe I've never

been in here before. This is great.

- Start with the living room.

- Oh, yeah.

- I love the floors. What are they, teak?

- Red oak, Martin. Red oak.

And you won the Golf Masters trophy

this year.

- Again.

- Again. That'll be on your mantel next year.

B*tch.

Target profile is our main priority.

Utilize all means necessary.

Phone taps. Credit cards.

Audio scan civilian frequencies.

With what, Jane?

You've reached the Smiths.

We can't take your call,

but leave a message after the tone

and we'll get back to you.

- And search the database.

- For what? John Smith?

- Find him.

- Jane?

What?

- I think I found him.

- Where?

Here.

Heat sensor breach in the perimeter.

Commence scanning all floors.

I told you not to bother me

at the office, honey.

- Well, you are still Mrs. Smith.

- Well, so are a lot of girls.

Careful. I can push the button

any time, anywhere.

Baby, you couldn't find the button

with both hands and a map.

Last warning. You need to disappear.

- No.

- Now.

D sector clear.

- You expect me to roll over and play dead?

- Should be used to it after five years.

- Six. And I'm not leaving.

- E sector clear.

Anywhere, any time.

Intruder detected.

- Evacuate plan C.

- Evacuation in progress.

Evacuation in progress.

Evacuation in progress.

Evacuation in progress.

Chickenshit!

P*ssy!

You tell me you had a shot at her

and you didn't take it?

We got all this stuff here, and you're trying

to tell me you couldn't take her out?

Well, now she's a problem for both of us.

Now my house is priority one.

Just gimme a hand, will you?

You're driving me crazy with the tongs

and the furnace. You're like an insane man.

All right, they gave you 48 hours.

What we got left here?

- 23? 22?

- 18 and change.

- 18 hours until they close the book on you?

- Eddie?

Mom, we're on high alert here!

I almost killed you right then.

- You do not even realize!

- Never mind.

I am so done playing games with this broad.

- You gotta take her out head-on.

- Don't tell me how to handle my wife.

She's not your wife, she's the enemy.

She could be outside now!

Eddie.

Got it.

Now we're talking. Only question is,

how much is it to buy a vowel?

- Blackbow Realty.

- Hi, I'm from I-Temp.

Great!

How's our new penthouse working out?

Well, just fine, thank you for asking.

This is security.

There's a problem with your elevator, sir.

Do you want an engineer

to come see what the problem is?

Take your time, I'm really quite comfortable.

Are you really comfortable?

Jane?

Is that you, sweetheart?

First and last warning, John.

Get out of town.

You know I'm not going anywhere.

Well, so you say. But right now,

you're trapped in a steel box

hanging 70 floors over nothing but air.

- Oh, so this is a trap?

- He's in car three.

It's never gonna work, honey.

It's never gonna work,

because you constantly underestimate me.

- Do I?

- You have no idea who I am.

You have no idea what I'm capable of.

- Well, back at you, baby.

- Let me guess...

Shaped charge on the counterbalance cable,

two on the primary and secondary brakes?

Maybe?

- He found them.

- Yes, thank you.

Did you also get the base charge

on the principle cable?

Promise to leave town, or I'll blow it.

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