Predator 2 Page #3

We'll take a good look at that room, OK?

Hey, wait for me.

Dannyboy,

no hero stuff, understand?

Dan-Dan-Dannyboy.

Watch your ass, Danny boy.

She never made it.

The feds were waiting.

Hustled her off in a chopper.

- Let me guess. A silver Alouette?

- That very one.

And guess what. Your pal Keyes was

running the whole show. And his butt boys.

Son of a b*tch.

You done real good, kid.

Now tomorrow, start a tail on Keyes.

Everything he does, everywhere he goes.

Who knows? You might just get lucky.

Lieutenant!

Luck...

...is my specialty.

Yeah. I bet it is.

Now, if you'll excuse me, Lieutenant,

I got some serious police work to attend to.

Come to Papa.

Hey!

- Hey, are your balls OK?

- Fine.

How are yours?

- Hey, do you mind? It's my sister.

- Say what?

Oh, you're not my sister.

Son of a b*tch.

Who are you really chasing, Keyes?

Time to go to work.

- Sh*t.

- Dannyboy.

Mike?

Oh, God!

No. No. Oh, God!

Oh, Mother of God!

Please, no!

Lieutenant Michael R. Harrigan:

...violence prone,

obsessive/compulsive personality...

...a history ofexcessive physical force...

...throughouthis 18 years

as a Los ngeles police offcer.

Also responsible for the destruction of

What about ten commendations for valour...

...and the best felony arrest record

in the history of this department?

That and my intervention on your behalf

are the only reasons you still have a job.

If it were up to the chief, he'd charge you with

Detective Archuleta's death and suspend you.

As it is, he left it in my hands.

Now, this John Wayne attitude and flagrant

disregard for policy is gonna end now.

No one under my command will impede

the progress of this federal task force...

...headed by Agent Keyes.

No one.

That's it.

Dismissed.

Mike, you're too close to this.

Stay out of it.

It's a police matter.

They can't keep the department out of it.

We'll find Danny's killer.

Captain, Danny and I came up together.

Whoever killed him's gonna pay.

I'm gonna finish it.

Hey!

Hey, come on. What is this?

Listen, shithead.

I don't give a f*** what you want with

this a**hole because now it's personal.

And he's a dead man.

What you're dealing with

is over your head. I'm warning you...

You! You don't know

what you're dealing with.

And I'm warning you.

Stay the f*** out ofmy way!

- I'll take care of him.

- No.

Let him go.

We're too close.

... claiming as his, turf controlled

by the Jamaican and Colombian drug lords.

Watch as we continue our report.

Yes, the wordis out: LA is up forgrabs...

...the spoils ofour once fine city

going to the ruthless scum...

...who can spread the most

carnage and bloodin our streets.

The latest update on the scoreboard:

...five assorted trash and one good cop...

...one of the best on ourforce.

Who's next? Where's the mayor?

He's not even in the city...

Forget it. It's over.

Mike, goddamn it.

This ain't your personal little war, you know.

I loved Danny, too.

Hey, you told me the only way

you survive is because you're a team.

The door swings both ways. Remember?

All right. We'll do it together.

Come on. Talk to me about Keyes.

- We've been on him for the last three days.

- And they're not looking for drug dealers.

Yeah. They've been setting up

weird radar sensors all over downtown.

I used my whole repertory

to keep up with them!

I had scanners on them,

but they scrambled my sh*t up.

They had equipment I can't begin to touch.

And then this morning...

...I lost 'em.

- We lost them.

- Where?

- Vernon and Industry.

- They disappeared!

- The slaughterhouse district?

Yeah, and in this heat, whoo!

I mean, BO and barbecue!

Whatever Keyes is looking for,

he's found it, or close to it.

Leona, I want to meet with King Willie.

Willie and I seem to have the same problem.

- In the meantime, you come with me.

- Mike, it's impossible!

Just do it.

F***!

Omega 1. This is Control.

This is Omega 1.

We only have 22 minutes

on safe window of operation.

- Yes, sir.

- Verify that final telemetry check.

Start your test now.

Scan track three, two, one...

...mark.

Number six,

power up on the UV banks.

We're complete

on the lower UV banks. Ready for testing.

Second level,

check for ambient temperature variations.

You got two minutes. Now get going.

To all units. All units, you have

approximately 20 minutes to finish your task.

- Roger.

- Increase this UV.

Up 42 per cent.

Your friend died as

the result of an intrusion in the chest cavity...

...by an edged weapon

that nearly cleaved the heart in two.

Death was instantaneous.

He was boned like a fish.

I've never seen anything like this.

Please, do not touch anything.

Doctor, what about the other victims?

Anything there?

The federal team

brought in their own forensic examiners.

I am the medical examiner

and the chief pathologist in the city...

...and they've cut me out.

Any way you can get a look at evidence

the feds have collected?

- I mean, they must have run tests.

- It won't be easy.

Doctor...

...I pried this from Danny's hands.

This is what took him into the rafters.

- It has almost no weight.

- But it cuts like steel.

Let me see.

We are now at 150,000 times

normal magnification.

Astonishing. This material doesn't

correspond to anything on the periodic table.

- Lieutenant, what the hell is that thing?

- Don't know. It's not from a hardware store.

- Military?

- Uh, good guess.

Either something that got away,

or something they want.

Keyes. Ah, we're getting closer now

to what happened...

Hey, no!

Easy, kid. Put your gun away.

King Willie will see you now.

# I'm tired of the ratrace, I wanna have fun...

- It's OK.

- Don't you want me with you?

I'll call you later.

- You want me to follow you?

- I'll call you later!

# I can't take my mind off my problems...

You want some ganja, man?

License plate number.

No, no. 1-8-8-3...

Oh, f***!

The door swings both ways, myass.

This door swings both ways.

Thanks for the ride.

You know...

...you guys really ought to cut down.

They say you want to talk to me.

They say you offering me favours.

Tell me why, Babylon.

Mr Policeman.

- I want some information.

- Information.

About the one that's doing all the killing?

He killed your people.

Now mine.

I think you know who he is.

I want him.

I don't know who he is.

But I know where he is.

- The other side.

- What are you talking about?

The spirit world, man.

You see...

...it's always the same.

There's no stopping what can't be stopped.

No killing what can't be killed.

Hey, make sense, man.

This thing

that's killing your people and mine...

...is from the other side.

I can feel him all around.

You can't see the eyes of the demon...

...until him come calling.

This is dread, man.

Truly dread.

Nothing else for you here, policeman.

Time to go.

Prepare yourself.

"His foundation lie in the holy mountain."

"Selah."

This is Tony Pope live from LA...

...the city of fear.

The psycho-vigilante killer

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