Showdown In Manila Page #4

Bravo...

I wish I could offer you a cigar, but...

that ain't my way

You're coming with us.

Rather not.

You blew up my lab,

you killed all my men.

Wouldn't it be hard to believe

that I fought back and got away?

Not this time.

You know, I've got international

friends in law places.

Who wouldn't be happy if I were arrested.

We're not here to arrest you.

As I said, you're coming with us.

Good job

Hey, Cole!

Take a good look. come on, take it!

- You okay?

- Cold.

Cold?

It's so cold in Russia,

I used to have an Ice fish

in Czech in my bathtub base with my bear.

Alright.

Let's go.

- I'll be right back.

- Okay.

Good bye.

Next time you wanna take

down some bad guys,

count me in.

I promise to you. Thanks for everything.

Next time you need your hand health,

make sure you give me a call.

You must be there.

I'll be right back.

- Hey.

- Hey.

- You did good out there.

- Thanks.

I was wondering...

Would you like to go out with me sometime?

I'll go out with you.

But if you cheat on me...

I'll kill you.

Call me.

If you ever get tired of work in VCU,

You can be PI very fast.

Are you kidding me?

That's too boring.

The lieutenant has a doctor

that will take care of Victor,

- No questions asked.

- Good.

What are you gonna do with Cole?

I don't know. It's up to Mrs.Wells.

He doesn't go to jail.

Let us know if you need a cleaner.

- I will, thank you.

- Alright.

It would've never worked out

between her an I.

She's here.

Thanks, send him in.

Hey, Kiki, you can go home now.

I'll see you tomorrow.

But... but I thought that...

No, just lock the front

door on your way out.

Do it.

This is Aldric Cole, The Wraith.

And Dorn, as viki.

We've seen your social club.

Can we get on with this?

Shut up!

You murdered my husband, Matthew.

He didn't stand a chance

considering the odds against him.

Matthew was a good man.

Good husband.

And an excellent marksman.

He taught me all about guns.

How to shoot them.

That's so touchy.

Are you done?

No.

Am I to arrest?

No.

Detective Sabio, I need

a car to the airport,

transporting my husband's body back home.

Okay, Mrs. Wells.

Your money will be in your accounts...

before the end of the day tomorrow,

is that alright?

Yeah.

Mr. Peyton, Mr. Benz,

Thank you.

Send it down to me cleaners.

Done.

What are we gonna do now?

We'll sit down and wait for cleaners.

I took these off from

Cole when I cuffed him.

He won't need them in where he's at.

That's true.

Not bad.

We should go to Cuba.

We should.

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