Precious Cargo Page #6

[line ringing]

Jack. You are a disappointment to me.

Karen said you were the best.

"The Michelangelo of thieves,"

to be exact.

I may be getting

a little rusty.

It's all right.

Soon you'll be dead.

Right after I shoot

Karen in the face.

Well, that's graphic.

But you might want to just wait on that.

Could be worth

half a billion dollars.

In case you missed it,

I have the diamonds.

If the situation were reversed,

even I couldn't get

them back once they land.

That's because

you're not Michelangelo.

You see, Eddie,

the problem with those keygens,

as remarkable as they are,

they take forever.

Way more than the 15 minutes

I had for refueling,

but you know

what goes real fast?

Semtex.

[beeping]

[alarm beeping]

Okay, cowboy.

You have my attention.

- Bring the diamonds to...

- Negative. I'll call you with a location.

You seem to forget

that I have the girl.

[chuckles] And you seem to

forget she can be a real b*tch.

It might not be worth a half

a billion dollars to me.

Okay, Jack.

Have it your way.

Your boy's got some sand.

- You're not dead yet?

- Only on the inside.

- I'm sorry, Jack.

- [Eddie] Cozy little reunion.

Open it up.

Yeah, I can't. Keygen's gone.

I lost it in the fall,

but a man with your resources,

I'm sure you can figure a way into it

in the privacy of your

own home, or lair,

or whatever a**holes

like you have.

Oh, Jack. There's still the

little matter of me killing you.

- [tires squealing]

- We had a deal.

I don't make deals with people that steal

from me. It's not good for business.

- My sniper.

- Your sniper's f***ed.

Can't hear anything. I'm jamming

all signals transmitting out of here.

And I hope you don't think for one second I'm

going to step out from under this thing.

- Nope.

- [alarm chirps]

Get down!

[man] Get him out of here! Go!

Come on!

They're headed for the roof.

- [people screaming]

- Karen, move!

911, how can I direct your call?

[woman] We just heard a bomb,

really big, and I think...

Oh, my God! There's a whole bunch

of men with guns in my hotel.

Okay, ma'am. We have vehicles

responding right now. Just sit tight.

[phone chimes]

911, how can I

direct your call?

Yeah, we have vehicles

responding to you right now.

Go, go, go, go, go, go!

Go! Go! Go!

- Get to the roof.

- You sure don't need me, Jack?

- I'm sure I don't need you.

- You need me, Jack.

Ah! Sh*t!

Out of ammo, Jack? Huh?

[sighs]

Getting nervous?

[shouting]

[grunting]

F*** you!

- Get over there, Jack! F***er!

- Ah!

[shouting]

I had him!

Give me the gun.

Son of a...

[Lucas groaning, coughing]

- Thanks for the help.

- You owe me three vacations, Jack.

Looks like you're starting now.

Move! Let's go, man! Come on!

[Eddie] Stop!

Stop! All of this,

just to get shot up here on this roof.

That's your plan?

Ish.

- Bang!

- Eat a dick, a**hole.

[grunts]

[gunshots]

[gunshot]

Come on!

This will take you to Miami

and then... wherever you need to go.

You always take care

of everything, Jack.

Your cut.

Seems a little light.

You can take it up

with Logan if you'd like.

No, I'll manage.

- Goodbye, Karen.

- Jack...

- Admit it.

- Admit what?

You missed me. You missed this.

This is the most alive you've felt in a long time.

- Admit it.

- [chuckles] Admit what?

You turned yourself in so we would have

to steal the diamonds and kill Eddie.

Like I said, you always take

care of everything, Jack.

Goodbye, Karen.

[car door slams]

Bye, Jack.

[beeping]

Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!

[sighs]

What are you looking at?

I can't believe you just handed her

five million dollars.

- She earned it.

- Like hell she did.

Consider it a severance package

for you shooting her.

- That was an accident.

- "Marksmanship 101, boss. Gun target line was sh*t."

You know what they

say about hookers.

No, Jack. I don't know what they

say about hookers. Enlighten me.

You don't pay them for sex.

You pay them to leave.

Justify it however you need to in

order to sleep at night, boss.

- Call me a softy.

- I'll call you an idiot.

Logan, I think this is the beginning

of a beautiful friendship.

Really? I see it

more as an ending.

- [scoffs]

- [fake laughs]

[clears throat]

- How's Logan?

- She's good. Thanks.

- And whose puppy is this?

- It's mine.

Uh, yeah, I... have proof.

I figured you'd ask.

His name is Roy.

- Jack, I...

- Look, Jenna, I was hoping for a second chance.

- I know I don't deserve one...

- Deserve? You want to talk about deserve?

Jack, I know I don't look like Karen,

but that doesn't mean I deserve

to be treated

the way you treated me.

You lied to me for weeks.

You almost got me killed.

- I...

- Just let me finish.

Okay, I liked you, a lot.

You were sweet, caring,

gentle, funny, smart.

And then you were still

all of those things,

but also this

incredible bad-ass.

Which was actually really sexy.

But if you want to ask me out again,

you're going to have to do more

than just buy a puppy

and show up with flowers.

Jenna, I... I don't...

Okay, how about this

for starters.

You come to my office

in a few weeks,

with your new puppy,

and if bad men haven't shown up

with guns to kill the poor

little innocent puppy by then,

then maybe we have a chance at having a

dinner date without bullets and boat chases.

- Deal?

- Deal.

And then, after an indefinite

number of dinner dates,

assuming that no pregnant

ex-girlfriends show up,

and no one shoots at us,

and if I don't catch you

in any more lies,

you can somehow

manage all of that,

then maybe, just maybe,

I'll give you a reason

to f*** with the lights on.

Told you she'd like you. Yeah.

[Logan] Well, "How about

we go to dinner" is better than,

"Go f*** yourself, Jack,

I'm calling the cops."

[phone rings]

- Hello?

- I didn't know if you'd pick up.

I didn't know it was you.

[chuckles] I deserve that.

What do you want, Karen?

I bought that house on St. John.

It's beautiful.

It's on the water,

just like we talked about.

I'm even looking

into buying a dive shop.

I'm happy for you, I really am,

but I don't see...

Goddamn it! I'm no good

at apologizing, Jack.

I've never apologized

to anyone for anything.

Well, I mean,

I was supposed to, I just...

I just didn't. [sighs]

Jack, something changed me all

through all this, you know,

seeing the pain

that I caused you, I...

I want to be with you.

This house, the money,

without you it's...

...it's boring.

But you know what's not boring,

you know what's never boring, Jack? Us.

- You're lonely, Karen. Find...

- I love you.

Jack, I love you.

I think I've always loved you.

And I know you love me.

We could make this work.

We could be happy.

We can be happy.

Jack.

Jack?

Jack?

- Wrong number.

- [laughs] Damn straight.

[rock music plays]

Tried love,

but it never fit

Too well

It was nice for a minute

Then hell

Jack, seriously. Why aren't

you picking up your phone?

- Because we're pregnant!

- And we're rich!

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