The Detonator
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- Year:
- 2006
- 96 min
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DETONAATOR:
Vene biokeemilise relva nimi.
I was in the killing game,
and I travelled alone.
Always alone.
One of the benefits of travelling alone
is that you can stay inconspicuous.
That is a necessity
in this line of work.
But here I am in Bucharest...
...a black man
trying to be inconspicuous.
This is my last job.
Every job is my last job.
And for this one,
I'm creating a whole new persona.
Okay, we'll do the checks.
l have to go, l have business.
-Griffith.
-Dimitru.
Chaperones on our first date, Dimi?
-God, makes me want...
-He's clean.
...to stab the next f***ing cowboy
that sings that crap.
God makes you wanna stab them?
No, l want to stab them.
Griff, we do this deal, then please
get me the f*** out of here...
...back to New York
before l go insane.
Whatever makes you happy, sugar.
-So where are we going?
-To a football match.
-What football game?
-What football game?
That football game.
l like this.
Dimi, soccer's such a sexy game.
l love all that kicking
and screaming.
Six hundred AK-47 s
is a lot of business for a first buyer.
What, are you having
a crisis of conscience?
That would not be possible.
Look, l came to buy guns.
lf l'm buying, good.
lf l'm not, l'm leaving.
-No? Toodle-loo.
-Okay. Okay.
They're light.
Where are the rest of them?
Transfer the money
and we will deliver the goods.
l'll transfer the money
straight to your account...
...when you give me
the rest of them.
lt will be there quick, clean, safe.
Like Dimitru's sex life.
Look, l came to make a deal.
We making a deal? We have a deal?
Dimi, l trust you, of course.
But this is business.
-He's a f***ing cop.
-Who?
No, no, no. l'm not a cop.
Get your hands off of me.
Get your hands off.
Dimitru, what are you doing?
l'm not a f***ing cop.
No time for more lies.
l know what you are.
How many of you are out there?
What the f*** is wrong with you?
You smoking crack or something?
F***, that blow is going to your head.
l'm not a f***ing cop.
Oh, my good friend, Griff,
are you worried for me?
-How many?
-Dimitru, l'm not a cop.
l don't know
what you're talking about.
-F***.
-F***ing crazy.
F***. F***. F***.
-Get ready to move.
-This is about to get really funny.
And cut his throat.
Dimitru.
Smoke?
You thought l was sweet,
didn't you?
Thought l had sugar all in my shoes,
didn't you?
Oh, boy.
So who was the man on the phone?
Your mother.
She wants me to come over again
tonight and fist-f*** her.
You know what's gonna happen,
don't you?
Yeah. My big-ass lawyer is going
to come and sh*t down your neck.
Bucharest jail.
Life sentence for gunrunning.
Pretty girl like you,
you're gonna be the belle of the ball.
Have a couple of tits
tattooed on your back...
...before you know
what day of the week it is.
Hell of a hole to get dropped in.
You'll see.
Or you won't see...
...when they pull your eyes out.
You're a f***ing dead man, Griffith.
Come out with your hands
in the air.
Good, good, good.
Like all Romanians, we have passion,
and great passion for the game...
...but my team plays
with a will of steel.
This is what makes good team.
You know, for a journalist,
you have very beautiful eyes.
-You're f***ing insane, coming here.
-Where is it?
You want it to be in Washington, D.C.,
it'll be there.
You have 1 0 million
of our dollars...
...and soon you'll make
another 1 00 million.
So if you don't deliver
the device as promised...
...you and your family
will be forfeit.
The Turks called him Kaziglu Bey,
the '' lmpaler Prince.''
He slaughtered 20,000 in one day.
Skewered them for refusing
to bow in his presence.
-You have to admire that man.
-Just say yes, you'll deliver.
The son of devil.
lt's a good name, don't you think?
Send him back like that.
Now they know l am serious.
Katya, Orlov, come here, listen.
Today was a hard day.
I killed four people.
My rsum reads
lik e a graveyard...
...and it's still a work in progress.
Sonni Griffith.
Do you have any idea
what kind of sentence...
...gunrunning
...in the sovereign state
of Romania?
-No cocoa at bedtime.
-Give us a minute, will you?
Come on, play nice, Griff.
l'm putting my ass
on the line for you here...
...otherwise you'll get shafted
in yours.
Which would you prefer?
Well, buy me a drink
and we can negotiate.
What are you doing here?
You're under indictment in the U.S.
for a suspicious death...
...you got a court case in two days.
lf you miss that,
you'll be considered a fugitive.
But here you are, killing Romanian
gangsters at a national soccer event.
How's Sophia?
She's fine, thank you.
What are you doing here, Griff?
l thought you were getting a job
at Washington. What happened?
l got a good job.
l got a great office in Berlin.
l'm in charge of tracking
terrorist funding for Eastern Europe.
And suddenly l hear
a Sonni Griffith is arrested...
...at the Romanian
semifinal cup match...
...and l think, ''Who could this be?''
with some help.
There's more than money flowing
around here.
-Hear anything about a loose razor?
-Yeah, l heard a rumour.
Well, it's more than a rumour.
Officially it's a whisper.
l want my lawyer.
Dimitru llinca.
l've been sitting on him for weeks.
He's into everything.
Clubs, girls, coke.
Wannabe Eurotrash with a whole lot
of f***-you money to throw around.
Heard he was a bigtime dealer,
so l stepped to him...
...told him l wanted
...guy didn't even bat an eyelid.
About to get into something a little bit
bigger and then things got messy.
Yeah, l noticed.
That's what the ClA does.
Homeland security
are supposed to stay at home.
Somebody knew l was coming.
So, what are you saying?
You got nothing?
Got nothing to be excited about.
What are you under indictment
for now?
What do you mean, '' now''?
Look, bad guy dies.
You need a fall guy.
Griff, is this becoming a habit?
You know, don't even try that, man.
You know that's not true.
They tried to kill me.
All of them tried to kill me.
-Mr. Flint, Michael Shepard.
-l know who you are, Agent Shepard.
And you came all this way.
How efficient.
Well, since you are here,
would you be so kind...
...as to meet me at my office, let's say
in five minutes, and explain to me...
...why non-ClA personnel
are killing suspects...
...and interrogating and burning
Jozef Bostanescu's nephew...
...and then wandering around free
in the police station.
-Yes, l can.
-Oh, good.
That should be interesting.
lt won't be a wasted trip after all.
Am l to understand that you
killed a man you were investigating?
ls that true, Mr. Griffith?
Truth is relative, sir.
Depends on who's telling it.
Good day, gentlemen.
lf you have any more good ideas
while you're in my jurisdiction...
...please call me first,
before you act.
Your procedures are very thorough.
-So, what's up his ass?
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