The Contract Page #3

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Yeah.

Can you do it?

Well, it's possible. It won't be easy.

Half a million.

How much?

You heard me. Half a million.

You got my attention now.

Okay. All right.

RAy:

This isn't looking good, Chris.

You got any idea

where we're going yet?

CHRIS:

Yeah.

That's where they

dropped us off for orienteering.

RAy:

You sure?

Yeah.

Yeah?

They got any roads there?

Got a Denny's, a Pancake

House, coffee shop, anything?

There's a firebreak road

not too far on the other side.

Yeah?

Yeah, I...

I got there first out of everybody.

Did you?

Listen.

Leave me here, you keep going.

They'll find me and you'll be gone.

No.

Dad, you know what happened

to the guy up in the parking lot.

We- They'll follow us and-

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know.

Till we're safe, you're with us.

Let's move.

What's your name, anyway?

Carden. My name

is Frank Carden.

I'm really sorry

I met you.

Not yet, sport. Not yet.

We got a body

down here, chief.

It's Stanfield.

ED Drowned?

Drowned, shot, broken legs,

you name it. He's mess.

I got bad feeling your kid's lost, Ray.

I'm not lost.

We gotta go back.

Dad, I'm not lost.

We can get down right here.

We can't do this. It's impossible.

Dad, come on.

Don't argue with me, Chris.

Shut up, Dad, and listen to me.

For once, just listen to me.

Aggressive kid, Ray.

There's a way.

You don't know it, I do, all right?

We did it on Outward Bound

and this is it. It's right down here.

You did that in the rain?

CHRIS:
No, but it was easy.

Once we get down there, there's

grabs and footholds cut into the rock.

Yeah, well, you were

tied together by a rope

and you had a guide, am I right?

Yeah, but...

Look,

I know we can do this.

Look, if you've got a death wish,

I can think of

less painful ways to die, Ray.

Let's check it out.

I can't manage

with these cuffs.

If you try anything...

I'm gonna be

right behind you.

I swear to Christ,

I'll push you right off that ledge.

What are you,

a cop?

Used to be. Not now.

I teach high-school gym.

Jesus.

Must be a tough school.

Slowly, Chris, slowly.

Whoa!

Chris! You okay?

CHRIS:
Yeah.

I'm okay.

Hell, man.

Did they double back?

No, we'd have seen them.

They must've gone on.

Well,

I don't see how.

All right. All right.

I got you. I got you.

There's a cave over there.

Ready?

Okay. Okay. Come on.

Come on, come on.

Chris.

Dad!

Dad! Dad!

Hold on to him!

Get me up!

Turner.

What?

I think I heard something.

Find the toehold.

I got you.

Keep calm, keep calm.

Come on.

That's it.

Hold on, Chris. Hold on. He's got you.

All right, here we are.

Chris, will you help me, please?

Stop. Just stop.

Get up. Get the f*** off my dad.

Give me the gun.

No.

Okay, take up the slack.

That's good.

Keep it coming.

No sign of Carden, eh?

Nah, just the two feds.

One of them's still in there.

Yeah.

Well, thanks. Who's

this Carden guy, anyway?

All I know is he's pretty

important to some folks in D.C.

Think he's a terrorist?

No. Doubt it.

He looked ordinary enough.

Yeah, but isn't that what those guys

look like? Ordinary, just like us.

Like me, maybe.

Nothing ordinary about you, Maury.

Tell you one thing.

What's that?

We play this right, we'll be getting

our pictures in the paper.

Let's set up for a wide shot

of the car,

and then we'll get

my close-up.

I'm back. Where are you clowns?

JOHNSON 40.083 north.

Yeah.

25.55 west.

Okay.

You'll have to manage.

I'm not taking those off again.

Can't blame me

for trying.

You're pretty tough for an old guy.

Military training.

What's this all about?

What do they want you for?

Caught me smoking

in a restaurant.

Pretty serious about that

these days, you know?

Who are the guys

who are following us?

Friends.

Not your friends.

So you teach gym?

Yeah.

And he coaches baseball

and basketball in the winter.

Really?

I like baseball.

CHRIS:

So what exactly do you do, mister?

Honestly.

I'm an exterminator.

Exterminat-

You mean, like, termites?

No, not exactly.

I'm contracted to eliminate...

Well, let's call them

obstacles to progress.

"Obstacles to progress. "

So you're just a mercenary?

Doesn't matter

who you "exterminate"?

There are limits.

Haven't found them yet.

He's not serious, is he, Dad?

No, he's full of sh*t.

Probably caught him

for insider trading.

I don't know.

Look how he

stopped me from falling.

That was just a reflex.

Wouldn't get

too sentimental about it.

Oh, I'm not getting

sentimental about it.

I think I know

what you're capable of.

Stopping

for a picnic.

We lost the trail.

You sure they came through here?

Sure, I'm sure.

By tomorrow, every cop

from the state gonna be here.

Three U.S. Marshals dead?

Sh*t, man, they're gonna

look for us under every stone.

What's up, Royko?

You wanna quit?

I don't know, man.

I don't know.

Johnson.

Think I can pick up the trail

in the morning.

We all know

what you wanna do.

I say we go on.

We'll find him.

Now, that's a change, Davis.

What you about, man?

The sweet stench of money.

That's it.

Now let's give Gunga Din a chance.

We'll pick up his trail

in the morning.

ROBBINS:
Who's Wainwright?

That'd be me.

ROBBINS:
Chuck Robbins,

U.S. Marshal's Office.

How do you do?

ROBBINS:
Gordon Jennings.

Mr. Jennings.

Gwen Miles from D.C.

Ma'am.

Gwen.

Anything new for us, fellas?

Well, the boys

found some tracks.

JENNINGS:

What sort of tracks?

Three people leading away from the

river where Stanfield was found.

Carden?

Possible.

What about the other two?

Forgot my crystal ball.

Thanks, chief.

You're welcome.

You gentlemen, the FBl will be taking

over the crime scene, thank you.

What?

If that's what you want.

That's what we want.

The U.S. Marshals

will handle the search.

Well, that just leaves us

to get coffee then, doesn't it?

Be great if you

could arrange some.

Double espresso,

decaf, no sugar.

Two.

Wow. FBl.

Don't say that out loud, Maury,

or they'll think you're a hick.

Chris, wake up.

Chris.

Why don't you let him sleep?

What is it,

6:
00 in the morning?

We're going.

Oh, I got

a cramp.

I'm sorry to

hear that, Frank.

What about breakfast?

This look like

the Hilton to you?

I told you, there's no point

in coming here.

They must've doubled back.

Wouldn't you have seen them?

Maybe not.

DAVIS:

Oh, Jesus.

If I'd been here, we'd have them now.

How do you figure that?

Because I wouldn't

have lost them.

Can I shoot him?

Not yet. Hey, Davis?

Don't go entering

any charm competitions.

You'd never

make the cut.

Hey.

Sh*t.

They must have

parachuted down.

They went down here.

Carden could be

anywhere by now.

He could be dead.

Don't make any assumptions

about Frank Carden.

JENNINGS:

Why not?

They usually turn out to be wrong.

Oh, do they?

You don't know him, do you?

Got his file.

And?

Defense Intelligence

used him on covert ops.

As what, an assassin or...?

He wasn't delivering pizzas.

No expresso.

Your sugar.

Cream.

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