Nemesis Page #2
- R
- Year:
- 1992
- 95 min
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was quite messy.
What are you talking about?
I saw the reports.
- How is that possible?
- I have my sources, you know.
You have some nerve
looking into this.
Commissioner.
Gentlemen.
He used to be one
of my best ops.
Get him out of there.
So I'm still alive
for a reason, right?
You're too valuable to let go.
I knew I might need you,
so we allowed you to retire.
How was it?
Pretty f***in' desperate, huh?
You're only good
at one thing, Alex.
It's all you'll
ever be good at.
You see that now, I think.
I hope you do, because
I need Your skills again.
And what makes you think
I would help you?
Because when they put you
back together last week,
they added a little something.
Your heart...
A bomb.
Enough to make you disappear.
You're living on
their time now.
So how do I stay alive,
commissioner?
The american president and
the prime minister of Japan
are meeting in L.A.
in three days.
The security plans for the
summit have been stolen.
I'd like to keep it quiet.
I can't use anyone
in our department to
retrieve the disks...
Too many goddamn japanese around.
Ever since the U.S.
and Japan merged,
it's been a fight to...
keep down these slant-eyed
bastards.
This is the kind of power play
they are looking for
to get rid of the commissioner.
I need you, Alex.
I've been saving you
for something like this.
Sandrakes is good.
We're wasting our time,
commissioner.
He's just a speed-loader now.
Listen to your queer,
he's right, I can't do it.
Alex, you want to know
who has stolen the security plan?
Your ex-boss, your ex-lover.
Jared?
That synthetic b*tch
turned on us.
Gone renegade.
She's selling plans to a...
terrorist organization,
"The Red Army Hammerheads."
Jared is hiding out in Java,
a low-tech shithole
called Shang-Loo...
That is part of the
Southwest Asian Hui.
Some second-class cyborg...
What's the name?
- Julian.
We know Jared's going
to meet with...
The leader...
Hammerheads.
We don't know
who the leader is,
what he or she looks like.
But if you will bring back both,
- We can...
- You go and get them.
We want you to do it, Alex.
You've got the experience.
You know Jared.
You could talk her into giving up.
Convince the goddamn cyborg
to correct her error.
Why did Jared steal the plan?
Go to Shang-Loo and
find out for us.
Forget it.
You know the cliche,
you racist a**hole?
What's that?
"Pull it, and you'd better use it."
Give me an excuse.
Heh.
How's that one?
You haven't lost the edge, Alex.
Find someone else.
Remember the bomb in
your heart, Alex!
You've got three days.
The clock is running.
Take this one last assignment,
as a favor to me,
and I'll set you up,
on a real retirement
with all the money and
junk you could want.
He'll be here in a moment.
I think he accepted the story.
By the time he learns the truth,
it'll be too late.
You still believe
he can manage this?
He won't have to do much.
If he can walk, that's enough.
Besides, Jared won't let
anyone else get near her.
There's no guarantee
he'll try to find Jared.
He won't have a choice.
How's that?
I've sent Billy Moon to Shang-Loo.
Alex won't have to find Jared.
Billy will make sure
she finds him.
Get him cleaned up.
Shang-Loo, christ.
Immigration, a**hole.
What do you see?
What's out there, Billy?
Nothing.
Just another tourist.
Undercover.
Ah.
Good.
Just another tourist, Billy?
I told you L.A.P.D.
is sending a shark...
...to stop me.
Sharks come in all shapes
and sizes, Billy.
I told you that, didn't I?
Okay.
What are you gonna do about it?
Nothing, Billy.
Nothing for now.
Did I tell you how much
I appreciate all the help
you've given me and Jared,
Billy?
Did I thank you?
Ah, welcome to Shang-Loo, mister.
I am Yoshiro Han, proprietor
of the Shang-Loo hotel.
Room for one. How much?
5000 yen a night, for...
a regular suite.
However, a view of the volcano
can be yours for a measly
10,000 yen.
How much is 10,000 yen
in american?
I'm terribly sorry, mister.
We only accept yen.
American is so very...
How you say?
Questionable, yes?
I'd better pass on that volcano.
What do you want, mister?
Someone in particular?
It's a busy time of year.
Lot of visitors.
Alex Rain?
Good fake name, yeah?
Give me the key.
Up the stairs, fifth
door on the right.
And if you like,
I can arrange guided tour
of the volcano, mister.
Yoshiro.
Alex Rain.
Is he the one, Angie-san?
Easy enough to find out, no?
Hey!
What's the matter you?
No more of their drugs.
If Farnsworth is going
to kill me tomorrow,
I want to be clear.
I hope Jared really
hurts L.A.P.D.,
I really do.
She can sell her data to the
dog boys for all I care.
Damn.
He's a f***in' speed-loader.
Huh. Maybe he's not the shark,
Julian.
What do you think, Billy?
You think he's a shark?
I don't think they'd
send a junkie.
Not on something this important.
It worries me, especially
with the exchange going
on this afternoon.
Probably just here for
the goddamn volcano.
I have to know.
Relax, baby.
I got you this far, right?
I'll run over later.
I'll see if it's
this cop Alex Rain you're
so concerned about.
Hey, I got you this far...
So relax.
Look, kill him later.
I want you to f*** me now.
Why did you do that?
You're insulting, Billy.
Michelle!
No, Julian...
Julian, what the f***
are you pulling, man?
I thought we had a goddamn deal.
I thought, uh...
Come on!
Look, look now...
Please, don't do this.
Damn it!
We had a goddamn
motherfucking deal!
I'm your f***in' partner in this!
I f***in' set you up
in Shang-Loo,
I helped your ass!
We had a deal,
you plasmo-sucking b*tch!
Wait!
Billy.
How does an out-of-town
hustler like you
get the inside scoop
on undercover cops
and terrorists?
Answer me that, huh?
How does it happen?
I was trying to help you, man.
Too bad the sensor read
differently, Billy.
Too bad for you
it said you were L.A.P.D.
Angie-san, Room 16.
Room service.
Hey, how's it, bro'?
On behalf of the Shang-Loo
welcome wagon,
I'd like to introduce my
right arm, Fran Terry.
Angie-liv, yours truly.
Leave me alone.
I guess "leave me alone"
means something different here.
Or are you too stupid to get it?
Bugger get smart mouth, eh?
Like that in a victim.
Make it easy on yourself, bro'.
I'm the boss here.
Anybody smart mouth in Shang-Loo,
only if I say.
What are you looking for?
No, no.
I ask the questions, Boy-san.
So why you here, brother?
To see the volcano.
Look, make it easy on yourself,
bro'.
I can find a place on you
that's still human.
Where you can still
feel something, eh?
I'm just looking for someone,
okay?
The cyborg from old California.
Jared, yeah?
Yeah, we hear she stole
something from the L.A.P.D.
What, they wan' send you
down here to stop her
before she sells something
to those terrorists?
The Red Army Hammerheads?
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