RED 2 Page #7
Can you shoot?
We need eyes, Francis.
Come on, Frank. Forty minutes.
Marvin, how ya doin' back there?
I can't talk to you right now.
How is it?
It's fine.
Sh*t!
Show me something.
Victoria,
I got eyes on. Bailey's heading for the M4.
Got it.
Got it!
This one should stop it
and this one should detonate it.
It's fifty-fifty, Frank.
Wait!
That's weird.
Do you have any idea what you're doing?
Wait, wait! Wait!
Stop cutting wires!
I knew we were gonna die!
- Ready to kill this son of a b*tch?
- Abso-bloody-lutely.
Damn it!
Trouble.
Marvin!
Frank, it's two pedals and two sticks.
Okay.
Damn it! We missed him.
He's going into the airport.
Go get him!
- Well, where are you?
- In trouble.
Turn back!
You are in restricted airspace.
Frank, they're gonna blow us outta the sky.
The engine's shutting down.
Mayday! mayday!
Frank!
I knew we were gonna die!
This is your last warning!
Oh, please, tell me you're not crashing
with a weapon of mass destruction.
No, Frank, no.
Oh, God.
You okay back there, Marvin?
It wasn't exactly a
three-point landing, Frank.
How's the bomb doing?
I can't stop it.
Hey! Hey!
Get outta the car.
Hello, Frank.
Welcome aboard.
Always the good soldier, aren't you?
Stalemate.
How will you take him out
and not shoot her first?
Frank, it's okay.
You can shoot. It's okay.
Put the gun down.
Put the gun down!
Drop the gun!
Put the gun down, Frankie.
Thank you.
Pretty smart.
So love does conquer all.
Go to your golden warrior.
That's a good girl.
Aw!
Come here.
Ah! It's so sweet.
Now leave the plane.
Take Nightshade with you.
Bye, Frank.
Sweet dreams.
Why didn't you just shoot me?
- What happened?
- I couldn't disarm it.
Oh, crap.
Marvin,
it's going to detonate?
Yeah.
Put your arms around me.
Oh...
I didn't see that one coming.
There's something you don't see every day.
You put the bomb on the plane.
And, um, you didn't think to mention that?
You blew up my plane.
Sorry.
I was wrong? So we're not even gonna die?
Not yet.
I was actually starting to like you.
I was even thinking about not killing you.
This is what happens when
you try to save the world.
Han. Han, you can't
- put a price on these things.
- Uh-uh.
You owe me 30 mil for the plane.
And 20 for not killing you.
You're a dead man, Moses.
Thanks for your help.
Really.
Nah, he's a nice guy.
I mean it, Frank!
All right.
Aw!
They're going to be right as rain.
He made the run to emotional safety.
So...
I did hear about this job in Caracas.
And?
Don't look at me. She's your girlfriend.
Oh.
Come on.
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