The Detonator Page #5

l doubt those things

have stopped you before.

You have a whole lot

of confidence in me, don't you?

Looks like the man of the house

is my size.

Looks like the woman of the house

is my size too.

Which one are you going to wear?

l haven't decided.

What about running away

with 30 mil?

You figure out

a way of finding her...

...or you'll find yourself

in a sticky situation, my friend.

Jozef.

You have a big game tomorrow.

We should get out of that

other thing.

We have almost everything

we need.

Your team,

you worked so hard for them.

After they win tomorrow...

...we'll go to the world championships

in America.

l can hear them singing now.

All their voices.

My countrymen pushing us on.

l don't give f*** about

the Americans.

My team will be there,

l will make half a billion dollars, cash.

Sh*t. Call my cell phone.

What's the time?

lt's time to go.

Just tell me, whatever happens,

you believe in me.

l believe in you.

You know, you should do that

more often.

Make me.

-Have you got any children?

-What?

Have you got any children?

-Not yet.

-Everything we do in life...

...is for the children.

l'll shower.

And good morning from

the Lia Manoliu National Stadium.

In a few hours, on this field,

will begin...

... the much-anticipated

final battle of the season...

...and we will see

who the champions will be.

What the f--? How the--?

Thank you for calling, Nadia.

Why?

-So where are we going?

-To the football game.

There's nothing in the world

worth dying for, especially a woman.

She screwed you.

She killed her husband.

She made sure Bostanescu was

in the house in New York...

...made a dinner, then sliced

Victor's throat with a wire.

And escaped

with 30 million dollars.

-She is smart.

-Well, what do you need me for, then?

She has a son, Griffith.

She wants you to walk him out

or she won't give up the numbers.

Well, maybe l can

give her these as a gift.

-Keep driving.

-No, he must be alive.

You want to see your son or not?

Are you okay?

Get in the car. Get in the car.

Hello, my dear.

Did you get a little lost?

-What the f*** is this?

-This?

This is nothing to worry about.

Once you pay for it,

l don't care if you dry hump it.

Until then, just look.

lt's okay.

-Okay. Arm it.

-What?

You have key, arm it.

lt can't go off without code.

What the f***

are you talking about?

You know what this is?

You're insane.

l have interested parties waiting for it

to be in Washington...

...in my team's tour bus

after we win this game.

So we are dealing or not?

l have game to win.

This is Russian.

lt might just go off.

Where's Alex?

Where is my son?

Oh, yes. Bring in Alex.

-Alex. Alex.

-Mommy, Mommy, Mommy.

Alex.

-What the f*** is going here?

-Quiet.

-Alex.

-Quiet.

This is tactical bioweapon.

lt's loaded with VX gas.

The Russians call it razor. Razor.

-Razor.

-Yes. Good boy.

lt's just big enough to take out most

the population of a good-sized city.

Outside, you can hear 50,000

of my closest countrymen.

l'm prepared to die with all of them.

Does anyone here doubt this?

Yuri, do you honestly think

l'm gonna hand over $25 million...

...to a man l am unlikely to see again,

for a weapon l do not know will arm?

Yes.

Yes, it's here.

Call back in five minutes.

Happy?

Goddamn, you're right.

You've got balls.

That is your money.

My dear, sweet, sweet little Nadia.

l would love to cut that lovely head off

and take those numbers out.

l gave you everything. Everything.

You shouldn't have taken my son

from me. He's all l care about.

-Cut his fingers off.

-No.

lf he dies, torture me, kill me,

you will never get that money.

-Cut his fingers off.

-No.

l've had enough.

Give me my money.

When you make a deal

with the devil...

...don't be surprise if you get

a little sh*t on your shoes.

Hold this b*tch still. Hold her still.

No.

-Mommy, Mommy, Mommy.

-Cut his fingers now.

Keep that b*tch still.

Alex. Get out.

-Mommy.

-Alex.

-You should have told me.

-l would have lost him.

You don't understand these people.

''The Repairman''?

Let's go.

-Whose cell phone is this?

-Bostanescu.

-Who's the Repairman?

-l don't know.

Come on.

-Mama, Mama, Mama.

-Alex.

-No.

-Alex.

Stay.

-No.

-l just want my money.

Okay, just give him back to me.

-No.

-l just want my money.

Give me the money.

Get in this car.

Stay here.

Give me the numbers.

The numbers, b*tch.

Give me the numbers.

Give me the numbers.

Give me the numbers.

Jesus, are you all right?

-You should have seen the other guy.

-So Bostanescu's dead?

-Yeah.

-Where's Nadia?

-ln the car with the boy.

-All right, let's get on with this.

-With what?

-lt's payback time.

He's given me a lot of trouble.

This time, you can shoot him.

Bostanescu calls him

the Repairman.

That's funny, very appropriate.

Flint, you're under arrest.

Shepard, what the f***

are you doing?

Conspiracy to kill security forces

and federal agents.

We've already nailed

your brother-in-arms, Bostanescu.

You two-face piece of sh*t.

You're the piece of sh*t.

This isn't gonna work.

They're not gonna believe you.

You're own specialist

provided the proof.

-lsn't that right, Mitchel?

-He's right.

We found out everything, Flint.

You found what they wanted

you to find, you dumb-ass.

What are you gonna do?

You're gonna shoot me?

You're gonna kill me?

You're the Repairman.

He's a goddamn traitor.

Shoot him, Griffith.

Shut up.

You know Bostanescu

has a razor?

He was gonna set it off

in Washington, D.C.

l would never have let him get there.

lt's funny. l couldn't believe it.

When Bostanescu's nephew

sent me a message.

'' Check out this guy.''

How many Sonni Griffiths

are there?

And what do you got?

Nice warm jail cell

waiting for you in New York?

That's how they pay you

for the lead in your body?

That's what they pay us to do.

We're alone, Griff.

Drop the gun, Shep.

You always were the good guy.

Well, look at the bright side.

At least my life insurance

is all paid up.

That was my last job.

Whatever happens,

you believe in me.

lnteresting man.

A bit on the wild side.

Never could take orders.

lt's hard to believe he's dead.

l don't know, Greenfield,

men like him don't tend to live long.

To be honest, l don't think

he had very much to go home to.

Well, it was decent of you

to bury him here.

lt's the least we could do.

Goddamn national hero.

Oh, we....

We found

Nadia Cominski's fingerprints...

...on her husband's

murder weapon.

-He was a bad man.

-Yeah, a very bad man.

Wonder what happened

to the money?

l wonder.

-Was it a nice funeral?

-Beautiful.

Thank you for your service

to our country.

You are all officially dead.

Now go live somewhere, quietly.

So how do you feel

about your husband?

He was a bad man.

What does that make me?

A very bad man...

...with lots of money.

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