Shoot to Kill Page #5

Come on. She's still alive,

and we've got to help her.

Knox.

Hey, this is Sarah's handwriting.

What the hell does this mean,

"You ought know me by now"?

- Take it easy, Knox.Just take it easy.

- What did this guy do?

- You said it was extortion and murder.

- It was. How do you light this?

That wasn't all it was, was it?

No, it wasn't.

Well?

He had a hostage in San Francisco.

A diamond merchant's wife.

He killed her...

after he got the diamonds...

just to make a point.

- What point?

- That I shouldn't have interfered.

You botched it up,

so now you want revenge,

and she's gonna get killed for it.

You listen to me.

That note is right.

I am getting to know this guy.

He'll only kill a hostage

he has no use for. Understand me?

So long as you and I stay tight

on his ass, Sarah will stay alive.

Now, let's get some rest.

We'll catch up with him tomorrow.

Go get your pack.

They already got a hell ofa head start.

Now there's only two ofthem,

they'll move faster.

Then we'll move faster.

In two or three days

they'll be at the border.

You said yourselfthat he'll kill her

as soon as he doesn't need her.

That means I gotta get to them

before they get to Canada.

- We'll get them

before they get to Canada.

- Wait a minute, Stantin.

You're already exhausted.

It's cold, and it's gonna get colder.

There's a storm moving in.

Understand?

I'm not afraid ofa storm.

You dumb bastard.

You could die up there.

And if not that, you'd slow me down

so much that Sarah'd get killed.

So you got one choice,

and that's to stay here.

You go with me,

oryou don't go at all.

Bullshit.

You're not gonna shoot me.

You ever killed a man?

You ever break up a bank robbery?

I'm 22 years in the FBl, Knox.

I've come up against the Mafia,

the Ku Klux Klan...

the KGB.

Understand me.

I'm qualified to go after this guy.

You thinkyou are, but you're not.

All right.

All right, I'll take you.

But you'd better keep up, because ifyou

slow me down and Sarah gets killed...

I'll kill you.

Sarah, slow down.

Stop! Sarah, wait.

Wait!

For the last houryou've been getting

farther and farther ahead.

What's the matter, Sarah?

You're crazy.

See that?

I'm not crazy.

You get me across the border,

I'll give this to you.

You understand me?

I'm giving you this.

But you pull any ofthat sh*t again,

and I'll kill you.

Your name. Say your name.

Warren Stantin.

Every time you lose your wind,

you stop and say your name. Got that?

What if I'm too tired

to remember my name?

For ten bucks, I'll remind you.

Okay. Okay.

Should've stayed in that cabin

while you had the chance.

I have to go up the rock face,

then up through a chimney to the top.

That'll save at least a day.

They'll keep to the valleys

to avoid the storm that's coming in.

I gotta go over the mountain

and right through the storm.

So when it gets dark get in your bag,

get under my poncho, say your prayers.

You'll be okay.

When I get to the border,

I'll send some guys foryou.

Oh,Jesus.

You stubborn son ofa b*tch.

Can't you listen to common sense?

Tie my rope around your waist,

and I'll loweryou down.

What are you-- Oh! What are you

trying to do, kill yourself?

- Tie it around your waist.

I'll loweryou down.

- No.

- I'm coming up.

- You're crazy.

I'm coming up.

Fine. Go ahead.

- I can't!

- Good. Now, are you gonna tie on?

- Are you gonna lower me down?

- Yes.

- No.

- Oh, to hell with you, then.

I'm going to Canada.

Knox?

Knox!

Change your mind

about going back down, Stantin?

No. I want to go up.

All right, you pig-headed bastard.

I can't argue with you all day.

- Tie it around your waist

and I'll bring you up.

- How do I know you're not

gonna lower me down?

Because I said so, you son ofa b*tch!

Now, tie on while I'm still

in a good mood!

Jesus.

Ready.

Well, you gotta climb too.

I'm not gonna do all the work.

All right, you push up while I pull.

Come here and light this.

All right.

Hey, what's all this smoke?

You sending a signal or something?

The wood's wet.

It's gonna smoke.

Yeah? We're not gonna have

any f***ing fire. How about that?

I'm sick ofthis.

You don't want a fire, fine.

We'll have sushi.

You want some?

Hey!Jesus!

My leg. It's cramped! A cramp!

Lay back!

Better?

Yeah. Yeah.

You're soaking wet. When it

starts to freeze, you're finished.

Get your pack off!

Find something to dig with.

Dig, Stantin, dig!

Start digging, or we're both gonna die!

Oh, God, you've gotta get out ofthese.

Your belly's ice cold.

Get up.

What-- What's your problem?

You heard about us country boys,

haven't you?

Jesus, you smell.

- Do I smell like that?

- Well--

Oh, yeah. Weather looks better.

I think we should be able

to make up some time.

- Thanks for helping me.

- Ah, don't mention it.

How do you feel?

How do I look?

My great-granddaddy

was 87 when he died...

and I'll always remember

seeing him in his coffin.

So?

Well, he looked a damn sight healthier

three days dead than you do now.

Jesus Christ!

What do we do?

Don't move.

I know that.

You're the mountain man.

How do we make it go away?

You can't.

- Maybe we oughta throw it some food.

- We are the food.

- Why don't you shoot it?

- Uh, that'll only piss him off.

Let's backtrack.

But be real casual.

Uh-huh.

Casual.

Sh*t!

I've never-- I've never seen a grizzly

turn and run like that before.

Well...

everybody else around here acts like

they've never seen a black man before.

Why should a bear be different, eh?

Which way, Sarah?

Which way, Sarah?

I can smell it.

We're right behind 'em.

Ow! Damn! Ow!

- What happened?

- I don't know. It's my leg.

Stop!

Please help me!

- Sarah!

- Get back.

You make a move and I kill him.

Hey! Hey, stop!

Stop! Stop, okay?

Okay. Good, good, good, good, good.

Come on. Come on.

No!

Thanks a lot.

No!

Stop!

Well, halfof my refrigerator is gone.

I haven't checked the rest ofthe house.

- There could be things missing,

for all I know.

- I'm sorry. We're right in the middle

ofa very big manhunt here.

- I can't get anyone up there.

-Jack, I know what you're thinking.

This is not the same thing as them

painting graffiti on the side ofthe

wall or-or digging up the flower beds.

- No, I understand--

- I mean, when they actually break into

the house, then I'm sorry, I can't--

I should've ditched you in the woods.

I should've let you freeze

up there in that snow.

I could've left you hanging

on that rock face. You know that.

Aw, Christ.

Gentlemen, we have two new reports.

A motorcycle was stolen

from behind the high school...

and $300 is missing from the till

at the Crown Market.

Now, I know it doesn't sound like much,

but you never know.

- Uh, we're about to

go check out the market.

- Mildred, we're very, very busy here.

They broke into my house.

The kitchen is an absolute pigsty.

I'll get someone up there as soon

as I can. I promise. Okay? Thankyou.

Excuse me, ma'am.

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