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I'm glad to see we're getting some

Mexican-American officers.

I'm an L.A. boy myself.

I have a soft spot for Mexican food.

- My stomach doesn't always agree.

- We eat Cuban food.

I think your stomach

would find that more agreeable.

- You're Cuban-Americans?

- Yes, sir.

- If he can't appreciate that..

- It's okay, don't worry.

His wife asked me to mow her lawn,

so we'll always have food.

This is a coincidence. I was over at

your lovely house the other day, -

- but I had to leave suddenly and

never got to make your acquaintance.

The pleasure is mine.

- Shaw. Jack Shaw.

- Seor Shaw. Mucho gusto.

My wife speaks English.

So do I.

I should have realized you'd feel

embarrassed speaking Spanish here.

Who is he?

- A white wine and a club soda.

- Yes, sir.

Let me guess,

the wine is for your wife?

You're afraid to loosen up

in front of the brass.

How can you stand this sh*t?

They're all so f***ing constipated.

- My wife is waiting for her soda.

- There's a fiery retort!

- How about "f*** you, pal"?

- I'd believe it, if it was louder.

You don't belong with these guys.

You belong to me.

Remember what Darth Vader said:

"Come over to the dark side."

Come over, Annibal. You have

no idea of the power we have.

I want nothing to do with you.

Get it through your thick skull.

Your country came to you requesting

help and you turned it down.

Not exactly promotion material.

Know what I mean?

Are you threatening me? The answer

is no, and that is the end of it.

Now get a life.

That pest won't leave me alone.

Jesus Christ!

- What do you want?

- What time is it?

It's 1:
15. Precisely.

It's for you.

Hello?

Who the..?

Yes, sir.

Your wife and kid go to the store.

Carlos has been there first.

He's planted a bomb.

The boy you're going to see lived.

You tell me if he was lucky.

- Dr. Shaw, is this the specialist?

- Yes, Dr. Ramirez.

Mr. and Mrs. Newcomb

are the parents of the wounded boy.

Will you do the surgery? They

tell us you're the best there is.

He's the only one.

Here's the boy's chart, Doctor.

One kidney has been destroyed.

The left lung has been perforated.

The spleen, the large intestine

and stomach lining are all torn.

There are over

100 individual pieces of shrapnel.

It's a trademark device of Carlos'.

Designed not to kill but to maim.

You're a sadistic son of a b*tch.

You used those poor people. You'd

use anything to get what you want.

To get what I want?

Let me show you what I want.

There's some photographs in there

of some of Carlos' victims.

Until you came along, all we could

do was take pictures of his victims.

I told them you were the only one.

It's true. We got a good doctor..

But you are the only one

who can get the Jackal.

I'm not the bad guy, Annibal.

Carlos is.

Go talk to him.

- Take care of your mother.

- Why do you have to go?

Because I finally got my chance

to go into subs.

Why can't somebody else's daddy

go into subs, and you can stay here?

Because I'm the one they chose.

And because your dad can do the job.

Listen to me, no whining, okay?

Bye, sweetie.

Are you going to miss me?

- Bye, sweetie.

- Take care.

This is an ad hoc operation set up

specifically for your mission.

From here on, your name is Miguel.

- Miguel?

- That's security.

So your name

isn't really Jack Shaw?

Of course it is.

Nice place.

Yes, there's a toilet in every room.

- Your mother is Irish-American?

- Yes, she is.

That's how come the blue eyes.

Something wrong, Miguel?

No.

Your father was in a Cuban prison.

Is that correct?

- That's correct, sir.

- Your mother took you to visit him.

I see

you've done your homework, sir.

Miguel, no one is supposed to know

you are anything but a student.

Don't call me sir. It's like a sign

on your forehead that says military.

- From here on out, forget the Navy.

- Yes, sir. Sire.

Okay, I've got you.

This is a satellite tracking centre.

If Carlos ever uncovers our plot, -

- he will try to find a way

to kill us first.

Carlos has two main safe houses.

One in Libya, one in East Germany.

Our satellites pass over three times

a day. The Russians know when.

So we have to assume

Carlos knows as well.

There's another fella here

I want you to meet.

Although I think

you're already acquainted.

- What the f*** is this?

- Hello. My name's Amos.

I didn't recognize you without

my foot chained to the floor.

- I hope there are no hard feelings.

- There are a lot of hard feelings.

You're going to be hearing

from my lawyer.

Outside of myself,

he's the most important person here.

We're working with the Israelis.

Amos has studied Carlos.

- He took the photo in Libya.

- Why didn't you just kill him?

Don't let this equipment fool you.

Carlos has the home court advantage.

He has three layers of protection

at all times.

Next, and most importantly,

anyone who hits Carlos -

- will unleash against himself

a fanatical wave of terrorism.

- Fanatical.

- Okay.

That, by the way, is the last

question you're going to ask.

From here on, you get information

when we want you to get it.

You don't ask questions.

You just do as you're told.

This won't be like the Navy.

We'll push you to the limit.

Fatigue, frustration, fear.

You're going to be terrified.

- When do we start?

- We already have.

What were the names on the last

three tombstones on your right?

- I don't know. I wasn't looking.

- Guillaume, Gautier, Smith.

Carlos is always looking.

Always paying attention.

Carlos is the master of the survival

techniques we will teach you.

For him there are no rules, but you

are a rules follower, aren't you?

- If you say so.

- If you say so.

Carlos is the opposite.

That's what makes it so seductive.

He can kill whomever he chooses.

He can take whatever he chooses.

It is to be, in many ways,

a superman.

If you can learn what we can teach

you, you could be one of them, too.

If you don't,

you're going to be one of them.

Another dead soldier.

- Good morning.

- Good morning.

- How's the porridge. You like it?

- It's okay. Not bad.

Finish everything in the pot.

- There's eight or nine helpings.

- No questions. Just do.

Remember not only the names,

but the positions of the stones.

When I call out a name,

you whirl and shoot.

- It's f***ing freezing.

- Brisson!

- Can I get some gloves?

- No luxuries. Dupres!

You get comfortable,

you'll get killed. Pacquet!

Reload.

Go.

Time.

Top shelf:
Milk, juice,

maybe some cottage cheese.

A couple of beers. Tomatoes.

I don't know what else.

What kind of milk? Was it opened

or closed? What kind of cheese?

How many beers and tomatoes?

This is life and death.

The cupboard over the stove.

You've got four seconds.

Look this time.

Go.

Time.

- Name and place of birth?

- Illich Ramirez Sanchez.

- Caracas, Venezuela.

- Father?

Dr. Jos Altagracia Ramirez Sanchez.

- Must you smoke that cigar?

- Yes.

Carlos' father abandoned his family

because he wanted to be a playboy.

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