The Hard Corps Page #4

Now my M.B. A what's keeping him

from pissing away all that money.

Your shot.

I remember watching

some of his fights.

He was very aggressive.

Always on the attack. Never let go.

Well, while we're waiting for him...

Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah. Good.

Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah. That's what

I'm talking about. Oh, yeah.

Go, Barclay. Yeah. That's it.

Good. Do it, Wayne.

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

That's what I'm talking about.

Barclay! Barclay!

Hey, Wayne.

I was just filling in Mr. Sauvage

on some family history.

- Family history?

- Yeah.

Yeah. Good idea.

Why don't you give him

one of those DVDs?

You can watch it at home.

Wayne, I took the liberty of

moving him into the guest cottage.

No sense of having him at a hotel

when we need him here 24l7, right?

Hey, I didn't just hire her

because she's family.

Sis is always thinking.

She always one step ahead

of the game.

Yes, she is.

- You're a lucky man.

- Excuse me.

Mr. Barclay...

...can I get a few things straight

with you before I get started?

Yeah, Tamara discuss salary

with you?

It's not that. Those guys you had

standing around at the funeral.

Once I get my team in place...

...you can send them back to the gym

where you found them.

No more amateurs.

If I'm going to run this show...

...I want the hardest

of the hard-core.

The Hard Corps it is, my man.

This is where I learned to box.

I wasn't more than 15

first time I rolled up in here.

Now I own the place.

I'm slowly bringing it

up to state of the art.

Labor of love, though, really.

Hey, watch your head there.

Financially, this place is a sinkhole.

Hey, yo, Cujo!

You're on your feet today, huh?

Hey, what's up?

You gonna take a bet?

How you doing, man?

- Go hammer some dude.

- What you doing, man?

So we're just going to

spend the morning observing.

Give you an opportunity to make

some notes on who you'd like to pick.

- Who do I like to pick?

- Yeah. You know, for the team.

We've got some

good people here, Sauvage.

- Are you okay, man?

- We need to talk.

- Ain't that what we doing right now?

- In private.

At the funeral, I was asked...

...if there were any more like me,

correct?

Yeah. Right. The Hard Corps.

Ain't nothing changed.

You still bringing in your people.

But they're working

with some of mine.

That was not the deal.

All right, look, you get

this sh*t straight. I write the checks.

I'll decide what the deal is gonna be.

I guess you do. And you've

just decided. I won't be part of it.

No, wait, wait, wait, come on.

Wait, wait. Hang on.

- Wait, wait, wait. Wait a minute.

- Mullins, move.

Wayne knows these people.

Known some of them for years.

He trusts them.

How can I do my job and babysit

amateurs at the same time?

Come on.

Hey, don't tell me there wasn't

no time in your life...

...when you weren't nothing

but an amateur too.

I know I was the first time

I walked in this gym.

But someone saw a potential in me.

Ain't no reason you can't do the same

with some of my people.

Hey, Cujo.

All right, guys. That's good.

That's enough.

Gino. Kim.

All right, Kim.

- Who's that guy?

- That's Kim. Black belt, tae kwon do.

Why wasn't this guy on

the security team at the club?

- Didn't blend?

- His size.

You know, sometimes it's good.

The bad guys may not know

he's your bodyguard.

Yeah. What? Excuse me.

Tell the inspectors to take their codes,

stick them where the sun don't shine.

I'm gonna wait outside.

I've got a friend who came in town.

I want to make sure

he find his way here.

Should I just have her wait, or?

No, it's okay. I've got enough

headaches without a girl in my team.

Sorry.

Yo, man. What, we're tough enough

to go to Iraq...

...but back home's a different story?

This is not a game.

I need bodyguards.

Are you ready to take a bullet

for Mr. Barclay?

Are you? And you guys?

All of you here. Any of you?

Just give me a chance.

Come on, Sauvage. Give her a shot.

She's for real.

- Show us what you got, soldier.

- All right, Sauvage. Here we go, man.

- Come on.

- Watch out for that left hook.

There you go.

Look out. Look out.

Go ahead, girl. There you go.

There you go.

Hey, Sauvage. Pretty good, huh?

- You're a candidate.

- I'm a what?

A candidate. You will start basic

training tomorrow as a bodyguard.

Oh, meet one of your drill instructors.

Sergeant Casey Bledsoe.

Howdy.

Hey, Sauvage, you didn't tell me

Roy Rogers was part of the deal.

I brought along

some camouflage, sir.

Better?

Dear, God.

Don't even tell me you're tired.

Come on inside.

We've got more to do.

Hey, hey, hey. Watch the suit.

- What's going on here?

- And you call this protection?

It may not be pretty.

You may get roughed up a bit.

- But you'll be alive.

- Yeah, no sh*t.

- Right, boss?

- That's right, Casey. Do it again.

- No, no, no. Not like that. Left arm up.

- Okay.

Now, don't try to get too fancy.

No holding your weapon like this:

Okay?

- Yeah.

- You may come across...

...some people out there who do.

They'll miss.

- I won't.

- That's right.

Now, put the clip, as you know...

...chambering, as you know.

Take your target.

Position of the feet.

Remember? Stable, strong. Breathe.

Relax and shoot.

Damn. That is good shooting.

Your turn.

Mr. Sauvage,

did you kill a lot of people?

- What's up on the roof?

- Look out.

I got it.

Clear.

Mr. Sauvage?

- Mr. Sauvage?

- Yeah.

- You okay?

- It's your turn.

- Take the gun.

- Okay.

And good. Relax.

At ease, soldier.

Sometimes I like to

sit out here at night...

...look at the stars. Eases my mind.

Oh, here you go.

Good old H2O.

Just like you like it, right?

Right. And yours?

We've instituted

a new beverage policy, sir:

Don't ask, don't tell.

- Mind if I get a bit nosy?

- No, go ahead.

Casey mentioned something

about kids.

That was in Iraq.

Casey and I were

tracking down some terrorists.

Then...

...one of them got inside a school...

And...

It's cloudy tonight.

There's no stars. Right?

I'm worried about tomorrow,

Philippe.

Sports complex opening.

The mayor, and there'll be

a lot of people.

- Are you sure that we're ready?

- Not exactly.

But I'm still waiting for

a few of my guys to show up.

Look, let me do the worrying. Okay?

- I'll try.

- And try to sleep

That an order, colonel?

That's an order.

Good night, Tamara.

Good night.

Oh, damn, man. What the f?

- Hey, this ain't no tackle football.

- No, it's not.

What the f?

You mind telling me why you're

sneaking around like that?

Oh, me sneaking? Yeah, talk about

the pot calling the kettle black.

- What are you talking about?

- Man, we'll discuss that later.

Right now, I'm going for a little drive.

Hey. A drive?

This time of night?

Yeah, with Cujo, one of your trainees.

He's meeting me down the street.

Then I'm riding shotgun.

Look, I just told you.

I got a bodyguard. All right?

- You been training the man yourself.

- He's not ready to fly solo.

None of them are.

All right, man, look,

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