The Killer Elite Page #7

Let's talk!

Let's go.

Keep your eyes open, boys.

Park it over here, Mac.

Right on time.

After what we've put you through,

you look spectacularly unruffled.

Well, you know me, Cap.

Old warhorse.

Well, your ship should be here

in about half an hour.

Hansen told me, you know.

Why not? You were buddies.

Everybody pays you, don't they?

Our side, their side.

Sides, sides.

All full of sh*t.

They all want the same thing.

To be in charge.

Do you think your

Oriental friend is any different?

Just another ambitious politician.

Listen.

So you blew my top boy right away.

You can take his place.

Right now.

With a ni... Ooh. Ow. Ow.

Slow.

Yeah.

Nice round 50 grand in it

for openers, huh?

50?

How come their side pays

so much higher than ours?

This Asian politician pays top dollar.

Don't be stupid!

You know I'm covered.

Come on!

They're not supposed to go!

You just retired, Cap.

How's it feel?

Behind you, Mike.

Mac, here we go again.

Hold it.

Don't you people ever listen?

I told you to sit tight down there, didn't I?

- I thought it was good that we came.

- Chung!

- Now!

- I hear!

No, hold it. That's it. He's goin'

to the SFPD. It's over. You got it?

Some things you don't talk away.

You don't push away.

My country grows many like Toku.

- I'll shoot the guy, Mike.

- Please don't.

If I don't survive,

I'm not the man that's needed.

I never heard so much bullshit

in my whole life.

How are you gonna save your people,

standin' toe-to-toe with this mother? Huh?

We didn't go through all of this

to watch you get killed. Go on, Mac.

- No. Please.

- Many times man's decision

betray their confusion.

One must develop clear roads to follow.

- Gimme. I'm gonna shoot him anyway.

- Mike...

- Don't. Please.

- Who cares?

- What are those outfits anyway?

- I don't know. Ritual gowns, maybe.

Goofy-lookin' things.

Lay me 7-5, I'll take the little guy.

Locken!

The cutter's on its way.

Use Collis' boat.

Pick up the cutter in mid-channel

and put our client aboard.

Collis is finished, thanks to you.

Take a few days off, then come in

and we'll start you on your new job.

And congratulations.

I thought I was supposed

to see my clients home.

Put 'em on the cutter.

That's our only responsibility.

Mike... when are you gonna listen to me?

He used you. Weyburn used all of us

to clean up some office politics.

How much would we make

if we went with you?

- Nothing.

- Nothin'. That much, huh?

That takes care of that.

Walk away. Come with me. Be a civilian.

You're not gonna stay with this son of

a b*tch Weyburn after he set you up too.

That's all he knows.

Yeah, you could be half right.

Weyburn, uh, before this

poor fella here got hurt so bad...

he, uh, loaned me some money.

And he, uh, gave me his boat, which

I thought was a very, very nice gesture.

I guess cos he felt so bad.

You understand?

So, uh...

Well, I'll see you.

Shh-shh-shh-shh-shh!

- What are you doin'?

- I keep tellin' you.

How can I take you anywhere, lookin'

like that? Why don't you clean up?

Excuse me.

Bye.

Get a new boy, huh?

Get me to a hospital!

All right, fellas, get him on my boat.

- Are you gonna tell me?

- Tell you what?

- Where we're goin'.

- Don't know where we're goin'.

Don't know where we've been.

But I know where we was wasn't it.

What?

Let's go bananas.

Oh.

- All right, let's cast off!

- OK. Casting off all lines.

- How'd it go up there?

- It went. Come on, let's get outta here.

Your transportation is waiting.

What about Josephine?

- Leave her for Mr Davis.

- What?

Yeah.

Oh.

What's the matter?

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