Sahara Page #7

- You're the best, Al.

You know what? I'll even get you

the money from Sandecker.

- Guys!

- What?

Oh, great.

Now we're really in trouble.

- Incoming!

- Down!

Okay.

If we bring down Kazim,

the army will surrender.

- Cut the head off the snake...

- Body dies.

Exactly. We're gonna need

cannonball, powder and fuses.

- I'll get the cannonball.

- Eva, I need you to find the fuses.

They're gonna be in a box this size.

They look something

like carrot sticks. Go.

- 150 yards!

- How you feeling, Al?

- I got them!

- Good, good, good.

Incoming!

Jefferson Davis had how

many samples made?

- Let's get that cannon out the porthole.

- Yeah.

On the count of three,

we're gonna pull. Ready, Al?

- Ready.

- One, two, three.

- Yeah!

- That's it!

- Bring me up 30 degrees, Al.

- Yeah.

Got it.

I'm so tired of being shot at!

Hold your positions.

Secure the area. I will finish this.

Go! Go!

No! Get it now!

Get it out!

- Yeah!

- Yeah!

- Yeah!

- Yeah!

- Yeah!

- Yeah!

- Yeah!

- Yeah!

Look, look, look, look, look.

Looks like you killed the snake.

There's no way that

- That should've worked, right?

- That should've worked.

- Yeah!

- Yeah!

Yeah!

You know, from our point of view,

the great thing is, we capped the plant.

The river's safe.

And I also understand

the WHO is administering

an antitoxin in the villages

formulated from Dr. Rojas' samples.

- Better late than never.

- Absolutely.

So I trust your work on

the Texas is going well?

Giordino's on the job,

making sure everything

gets where it's supposed to go,

- All right!

- Say, probably not true,

but did I hear a rumor there's some

American gold onboard, on the Texas?

Really? Be nice if it were true.

No. I can assure you, there's no gold

there belonging to the U.S.

Admiral, the administration

was highly impressed

with the way you expedited

all the red tape down here.

- They'd like to fold NUMA into...

- No, thanks.

I'll never work in government again.

Which is exactly what

they said you'd say.

Look, they're offering full funding

in exchange for

the occasional side job

for the good guys.

- Who decides who the good guys are?

- You only do the jobs you want.

- I need a new yacht.

- You got it.

- And Rudi needs new computers.

- No, no, no.

Done.

There's one more thing.

Negligence is a gray area

of the law, Yves.

If the right people are approached

and handled in the right manner,

I think we avoid

prosecution completely.

Not bad, eh? You, me,

the bay of Monterey.

You know, I was thinking.

Remember that day in the desert?

With the car, dynamite,

Kazim's chasing us in the helicopter?

Yeah?

There's something I wanted to say

to you that I never got a chance to.

What's that?

You do throw like a girl.

Hey! You do!

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