The Park Is Mine Page #6

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Is this the guy

I talked to before?

This is the deputy

mayor, yes.

So you're calling me now?

What do you want, big boy?

I want you

to surrender your weapons

and come out of there.

We can talk...

Address some of the issues that

seem to bother you so much.

We already

had this conversation.

I'm coming' out of here

when I want to, how I want to.

Look, we have the entire

park perimeter surrounded.

How do you

expect to walk away?

I did it before, didn't I?

What're you calling me for, anyway?

What is this sh*t?

They're trying to kill us.

Yeah. They're gonna have

to do a lot better than that.

Move off down the hill.

Move.

What do you mean,

"Neither of them"?

You mean there's another

person in there?!

All right.

Snipers spotted another person

in there with him.

- Are they positive?

- Yeah!

All right, let's keep

that information to ourselves.

Could be a hostage,

but he hasn't

tried to use him.

Or his partner.

Either way,

we gotta go ahead.

Time's running out.

They're doing it again.

I do not believe it.

They think I'm stupid.

They think I'm really stupid!

Do you know who it is?

No idea, but he's persistent.

Whoever's calling hasn't hung up yet.

Nobody's answering.

When the guy in the park answers,

put a tracer on the call.

Maybe they saw me.

I'm gonna talk to them.

I gotta answer this.

Hello?

- Who is this?

- Who's this?

- Is this the Park?

- Yes.

It's your wife.

Oh, f***!

God damn it, I told you

not to call me here!

Who was that

who answered the phone?

- That was a woman.

- No sh*t!

Well what's a woman

doing' in there with you?

She's not a woman!

She's a news person.

She's videotaping

everything, is all.

I'm scared.

I'm so scared.

W-what did you do it for?

It's my fault.

Is it my fault?

It is, isn't it?

It's nobody's fault.

What are we gonna do?

Baby...

I got this

insurance policy.

It ain't much, but it'll

get you started again...

That's it. I want all lines

to the park cut off right now.

Those bastards!

They're playing

another trick on us.

It ain't gonna be funny.

Let's go.

When I first started this thing,

I wanted people to hear me.

Really hear a person

for once in their lives.

- You know what I mean?

- I hear you.

Believe me, but there

are a lot of people

out there who aren't

gonna like the way

you're attracting attention.

No. They're gonna

hear a lot more.

"This park is mine."

I'm not leaving' it until I decide.

Here's a little money from home,

you lying' motherfuckers!

The lone f***ing ranger.

I know you're listening

to me out there.

I am sure you know

they are trying to kill me.

And what the hey,

I should've expected that.

You won't be

hearing from me again.

I have said everything

I came to say,

but I am not leaving

until it's time.

I am not leaving

until Veteran's day.

If anybody tries to come into

this park while I am here--

if anybody tries to harm me

while I am in this park,

they will wish they

had never been born.

All right,

we finally got an I.D.

on the woman in the park.

What woman?

Some kind of T.V. Journalist.

Her partner came in

a while ago.

Said she hopped the wall

last night.

Apparently she

should've been out by now.

We will assume

that she's a hostage.

We're keeping her partner

away from the press

for a while...

Lessen complications.

Frank, I want you

to take a look at this.

That's Oscar Verdanken.

He's a Dutch national.

He's fought in Vietnam,

Angola, Afghanistan,

the Middle east.

He's known worldwide.

Something of an idol

to the soldier of fortune set.

The other man

is Tran Chan Dinh.

He hooked up

with Verdanken in Vietnam.

He's a master

of guerilla warfare.

They come highly recommended.

Commissioner, what you're

telling me is that these--

w-we have two hired killers,

one of them a f***ing Vietcong,

to go in and get this man?!

I mean, is that

what I'm hearing?!

Frank, you're out of line.

I mean, what about the woman?

What about the concern for her?!

They will be instructed to take

every precaution. Now that's it!

That's it.

We're certainly not going to participate

in the murder of a hostage,

if that's what she is.

A trained two-man force

has a much greater chance

of getting her out.

This is wrong!

I mean, what are you

gonna say to the press?

I'll tidy it up.

You'll "Tidy it up"?!

That's my job.

We want them in the park

before dawn.

This has got

to be it, Frank.

If we don't get him

out with them,

the press is gonna

hang us out to dry.

Commissioner, I gotta

tell you, this stinks.

Look, no one's

making' you go in.

Well somebody's gotta go in there,

and it's not for their protection.

No matter what you

might've been told...

This operation

has only one purpose:

Search and destroy.

Understand?

This insignificant little a**hole

has had his way too long.

Hey, wait a minute!

Bastards!

Hey.

Jesus Harold Christ.

I could've killed you.

You know that?

What the hell you doing'

out here, anyway?

I woke up and I d--I--

I didn't know

where you were.

We gotta go back inside.

Hold it. Freeze!

Do not move.

Jesus.

Don't move.

Step back.

My God, they laid this wire.

Somebody's in here trying

to sabotage my program, valery.

Holy sh*t, that mine is real.

Real?

Yeah.

Claymore.

What's a Claymore?

It's a anti-personnel device,

Valery.

This little baby right here...

Will blow you up.

Kill you deader than hell.

What are you doing?

There are individuals out there,

valery, who are trying to kill us,

and they are all totally

f***ing crazy.

And you? What are you?

I never tried

to hurt anybody.

You put a gun

in an old man's face

and you tell him you're

gonna blow his head off,

and he dies of a heart attack

'cause he's so f***ing scared.

And you're not responsible

because the gun isn't loaded?!

I'm getting you out of here

at first light.

Oh, give me a break. We're

both dead, and you know it.

Look...

I realize

I am a total f***-up.

But I will get you

out of this park.

The park is mine!

The park is mine!

What is it?

Nothing.

Move! Move!

Hold it! Stay there.

Stay here. Watch me.

When I point to you,

throw this wine bottle there.

Oh, God.

Sh*t.

Those sick bastards.

Those demented

sons of b*tches.

Look what they're doing'.

They're sending

a Vietcong in here.

This is the middle

of Central f***ing Park.

They are sending in

a Vietcong to kill me!

Sh*t!

We're going back.

I gotta have some

more hardware here.

God damn.

Sh*t.

Holy sh*t.

Okay, I'm gonna get you as

close to that wall as I can.

- After that, you're on your own.

- Okay.

You make sure people

see that tape.

- Yep.

- Think it'll make prime time?

That's a cinch.

What about you?

You can forget me.

Run!

Run!

When this thing explodes, you run

like hell for the east side.

Go!

My leg!

You idiotic motherfuckers

have shot an innocent

photojournalist here!

A female!

What the hell are you doing!?

Are you crazy?

There's a man dead back here!

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