No Way Back Page #4
- R
- Year:
- 1995
- 91 min
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- don't want to.
Music is a very powerful ally.
Go find yourself some bears to
serenade. don't want to hear it.
Typical sub-B.
That's it. You want to cuss me out?
Enough with the letters.
Use whole words!
They're not cuss words.
They're personality types.
We're taught how
to spot problem passengers...
...which I'm afraid you are
"on land, sea or air"!
Sorry I called you annoying.
What was going through my head?
You're an absolute joy.
- don't believe that.
- What?
I sense sarcasm in your apology.
- Really?
- Yes.
It's upsetting.
Oh, I'm sorry. am sorry.
I'm completely, without exception...
...the f***ing sorriest I've ever been
in my whole f***ing sorry life!
Okay?
I can accept that.
Good.
Yuji!
Put the brakes on!
Put the f***ing brakes on!
See what your goddamn humming does?
You son of a b*tch!
Put the f***ing brakes on,
you piece of sh*t!
Sh*t! F*** it!
Sh*t!
You son of a b*tch!
You prick.
I don't care what he said.
I'm not the one screwing around.
I got him. You want him or not?
Look, Serlano,
we had a deal, all right?
- So where is he?
- You get Yuji when I get my son.
Now you're suddenly a fa ther?
Hi.
Chardonnay?
- Not quite. But it's cold.
- Thank you.
You are very thoughtful.
It's the training.
He is planning my death.
I don't believe that.
I mean, I know
he's stubborn and rude...
...but he's a good person.
- So am I.
- 'm sure.
When you're not hijacking
747s and all.
Zack's son is in danger.
That would drive any parent crazy.
I agree.
I'd probably make the same mistake.
Mistake?
I'll be at your place around noon.
No, Zack, that won't do.
We'll meet at Griffith Lake,
outside of Barstow.
Griffith Lake.
Eric and I are going
on a fishing trip.
Oh, and, Zack,
you be there at 8 a. M...
...or it won't be worms
I'll be using as bait.
That may not be enough time.
It better be.
Yeah, right.
I finished that puzzle for you.
- How's the car?
- Shot.
- Can she fix it?
- No.
I guess we'll have to borrow hers.
Are you really turning Yuji
over to the Mafia?
It's "Yuji" now?
Even he said you don't believe
he killed this guy's son.
Do you? Are you 100 percent sure?
He's a member of the yakuza.
He's bound to be guilty of something.
You're sentencing him to die!
If I don't do this,
I'm sentencing my son!
You choose.
That's the way life is.
We're losing her!
Do you mind my asking...
...why you don't have
photos of your son?
Every time I look at him,
I think of his mother.
Where is she?
She's dead.
It's been, like, seven years now.
I'm sorry.
You know, I once served
a medium-rare Swiss steak...
...to Patrick Stewart.
Who's Patrick Stewart?
Patrick Stewart. Picard. The greatest
starship captain that ever lived?
What about Captain James T. Kirk?
Old news!
What?
You're shunning the guy who went
first where no man had gone before.
He was a D type, sub-A.
He kicked Klingon ass, babe.
He always broke the prime directive.
Picard never breaks it.
He's an old bald guy.
He couldn't break a date.
- For Pete's sake, grow up!
- Grow up?
I don't believe you sometimes.
How about you, Yuji?
Who do you think was best?
- Yeah, right. Ask him.
- Sulu.
Sulu?
He should've been captain.
What should I do?
Oh, sh*t.
We can't outrun him in this.
You better pull over.
You got your I.D.?
It's in my flight bag on the plane.
- Swap seats.
- What?
Swap seats.
Just keep your head low.
Under my legs.
Step out of the car.
I don't think that'll be necessary.
What's FBl doing
with a stolen vehicle?
It was required
to complete my assignment.
- What assignment?
- That's classified.
Who's he?
Robbery suspect.
That's all I can say.
He's lying.
He's working for the Mafia.
- Criminals.
- 'm kidnapped.
I'm being taken to the Mafia
to be killed.
That's enough of your sh*t!
The officer doesn't have time
to listen to your fantasies. Right?
I got time.
Step out of the car.
Hey, cowboy, this is not necessary.
I want you to shut up.
Step out of the car, sir.
Right over there.
This is not good.
You have any I.D.?
- You're a long way from home.
- Not my choice.
Stay here.
I need a verification of an FBl agent.
His name is Zack Grant.
I.D. Number is AB-55...
...from the L.A. Office.
He's transporting an Asian businessman
by the name of Yuji Kobayashi.
Present location is 45 miles east
of Barstow on Route 16.
Everyone out of the car!
Two years of training...
...a couple of years as a beat cop...
...and then another six to get
to the rank you're at?
Then you just chuck it all.
Chuck it all for some score.
What, to buy a Porsche or something?
I don't get it.
I don't understand
how a man of law can go bad.
He has his reasons.
You're even worse, miss.
Me? What did I do?
You women are always talking about...
...how you want to be treated
with equality and respect.
And you end up falling
for a loser like this guy.
You waste away your best years...
...while countless nice guys
are dying of loneliness.
Classic C type.
Excuse me?
You're not married, are you, officer?
No.
Do you live with your mother?
Of course not.
She lives with me.
What, am I gonna put her
in a nursing home?
Now, see, he would probably do that.
- Leave his mother out of it.
- Just button it up.
Down!
Grab the wheel, Yuji!
Bull's-eye.
The keys.
F*** the keys. Get the gun!
Dead or alive now, Zack!
Dead or alive!
Come on, Yuji!
Like bagging caged rabbits.
Down!
Open the door.
Open the door!
Open the door!
Okay, I was wrong! apologize.
I apologize for dragging you
into this mess.
I apologize for putting
your business...
...and your people in jeopardy.
My evidence was circumstantial.
I shouldn't have brought it forward.
Things just got out of hand.
I'm convinced you had nothing to do
with the death of Victor Serlano.
And you're not a cold-blooded killer.
You won't leave us.
It's not how you work.
Seiko was my sister.
I couldn't get near Victor...
...but with your help...
...Seiko could.
- You sent her up there?
- You were right all along.
I did have something to do
with Victor's death.
And I am a cold-blooded killer.
Open the door!
Mary, get out of my way.
Yuji, you can't just leave us here!
Any guy kills his own sister
couldn't give a sh*t about us.
You really killed your own sister?
She wasn't supposed to die!
- told her to plead self-defence.
- She couldn't do that, Yuji.
She couldn't live with the guilt.
I didn't want her to die.
She wasn't like you.
She based her life on
the American system of justice.
When you put her in the middle,
you wrote the end of her life.
But Serlano killed our godfather!
Now he's gonna kill my son.
And you were going to sacrifice me.
Give me another option.
Give me another option.
Does it hurt?
Not really. do it very quickly.
It doesn't feel a thing.
There we go. All right, get low.
How do you like that?
- Want to hold it?
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