Tango & Cash Page #6

I'll tell you what. I'll stay away...

...until you give me your blessing.

Fair enough?

In that case...

...never.

Thought so.

CASH:
Time to work.

Something's on the computer.

TANGO:

The information on Perret.

- We're at the location.

- And a very serious gate.

CASH:
Is this place fortified?

OWEN:
Don't know.

Use extreme caution.

- Cash?

- Yeah?

Listen to him.

Yes, Mommy.

My God!

Real subtle!

We're in!

(ALARM SOUNDS)

Let's get out!

(MACHINE GUNS FIRE)

Come on.

It looks like we're in a goddamn pit!

Come on!

TANGO:

To the right!

CASH:

Left!

CASH:

I'm going for it!

TANGO:

Real subtle!

Where'd you learn to drive?

CASH:

Stevie Wonder.

TANGO:
We're on fire!

CASH:
We're cooking now!

- It's a dead end!

- We're in a goddamn maze!

We're blocked!

He's playing with us!

Sh*t!

Come on!

Get the sons of b*tches!

- Do you want the good news or bad news?

- The bad.

We're almost out of gas.

The good?

We're almost out of gas.

TANGO:

He must own a used car lot.

Take them!

All right! That's the last of them!

Home team!

- Behind you!

- What is that?!

Not the Welcome Wagon!

Bail!

What's that noise?

Don't worry.

A few speed bumps!

Let's get out of here!

I need a gun!

Are you holding out on me?

Why is yours bigger than mine?

Genetics, peewee.

(OWEN OVER RADIO) Why aren 't you guys

talking to me anymore? Say something.

CASH:

Perret has to be in there.

TANGO:

It's the only building left standing.

CASH:

Any chance he'll surrender?

Not likely.

Remember...

...use extreme caution.

Ciao.

CASH:

Nice collection.

TANGO:

Toys for tots.

CASH:

No more owes-ies. We're even.

TANGO:
Why?

CASH:
I just saved your life.

TANGO:

We'll discuss it later.

QUAN:

Let them come.

LOPEZ:

We are ready.

(ALARM SOUNDS)

CASH:

Bombs for tots.

(FEMALE VOICE OVER SPEAKER)

Facility destruct sequence...

... now engaged.

TANGO:

Somebody activated a bomb.

CASH:

Wonder who.

CASH:
How do we stop it?

TANGO:
We don't. We get Perret.

CASH:

Get me a toy too.

CASH:

We only got 11 minutes.

TANGO:
The Raiders scored

But they had 3 time-outs.

Clip.

CASH:

Look out!

TANGO:

You okay?

CASH:
Clean exit.

TANGO:
You're lucky.

CASH:
I've been shot before.

Never felt lucky about it.

TANGO:

Stop complaining.

TANGO:
Right side.

CASH:
Got it.

TANGO:
Some hobby!

CASH:
We got our own TV show.

Let's get out.

REQUIN:

Not yet. Game's just starting.

REQUIN:

Over here.

Let her go!

All right, Requin.

You want me? You got me.

I got you both now.

REQUIN:

Two for the price of one.

Pretty boy's trying to

get the drop on me.

Drop your f***ing gun

or I'll drop sister here!

Drop your gun, Cash.

I can take him.

Drop your goddamn gun!

I drop it...

...and we're both dead and you know it.

If you don't drop it, we all go up.

Recognize plan B?

REQUIN:

She fancies me.

Might even lose

her head over me. Know what I mean?

You don't know my mate here.

He's looking forward

to kicking your brains in.

Ain't you?

Well, pretty boy...

...I'd like you to watch me...

...pleasure your sister slow and easy.

But I only got a few minutes

to carve you up!

We never talked about plan C, a**hole.

FUBAR. Big time.

Find Catherine.

PERRET:
When the Great Scorer comes to

write against your name, He'll mark...

...not that you won or lost...

...but how you played the game.

What bullshit!

This game has cost me!

I'll blow him into the ozone.

Know which one?

I do.

I leave you with this thought.

All you need is a gun.

Got it.

So do I.

Let's take him alive.

Kneecaps.

One...

- My sights are off.

- Mine too.

Cash, get the door!

Hurry!

- She okay?

- Yeah.

How'd you know who to shoot?

The ring.

No, the monogram.

It was reversed.

- What about the ring?

- On the wrong hand.

Are we clever or what?

Let's blow this place.

TANGO:
20 seconds, Cash.

There's a lot more pollution in the

sky tonight and it's called Perret.

Kiki, are you okay?

I'm okay, I'm just worried about you.

CASH:
Thanks. I'll lose my arm

because I saved him.

Catherine, it's a scratch.

Cash, you got sloppy and stumbled.

CASH:

Sloppy? I took that hit for you!

After all I've done for you,

you're still ungrateful.

For me?

This is no time to argue.

He can't accept that he's

the number two cop.

He can't handle it.

Dream on.

You got your version, I got the truth.

Admit that you guys work well together.

No matter what you say, Ray...

...I've at least earned the right

to date your sister.

Over my dead body.

Deal.

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