The Rendezvous Page #7

- I told you, Jake

I don't need you.

I can do this on my own.

Please, Rachel,

listen to me, if I...

I'm sorry.

RACHEL:
Wait, wait.

Goddamn you!

BELTRAN:

It's gonna be okay, Rachel.

Don't worry, it's gonna be fine.

How did you know about Jake?

Well, Du Plessis is a very

rich man.

He's got many friends.

[DISTANT GUNSHOTS]

- [CAR HORN HONKING]

- [GUNSHOTS]

- [GUN SHOTS CONTINUES]

- [CAR HONKING]

- [HORN HONKING]

- [MEN CHEERING]

[FESTIVE MUSIC PLAYING]

[GUN SHOTS]

This is Jake!

Yeah, I need a car

and a driver!

RACHEL:
My brother died

for this scroll

there's no way I'm giving

it to Du Plessis

just so he can hang it

on his wall.

BELTRAN:
David never would have

wanted that.

You know, Rachel,

to be honest,

Du Plessis is a blind man,

and pathetic.

His mistress was sleeping

with your brother.

- Anya Slovin?

- Yep.

She was beautiful and ambitious.

What are you getting at?

Isn't it obvious?

The scroll is valuable.

Your brother had it,

she wanted it.

So, she killed my brother?

Du Plessis had no idea of Anya's

betrayal until you told him.

You remember, a woman

with red lingerie,

who stopped your brother

from giving away the scroll?

We were both quite surprised.

I don't... I don't understand

what you're saying, it doesn't...

Okay, okay, give me a second.

We need to get out of this

country right now.

- [DIAL PAD BEEPING]

- We'll get you back home safely.

- [CAR HONKING]

- This is the best you could do?

I'll drive. We're looking

for a blue Honda Civic,

give me the keys.

Mm, I was told you're off

the case.

Give me the damn keys, Cronin!

Not gonna happen.

Can I use your phone?

[KEYS JINGLES]

MOTHERS:
Sorry, Jake,

this mess is escalating

with Hanley dead.

You're off the case.

We're putting together a team.

She's my responsibility.

Not anymore.

She might get hurt, even killed.

MOTHERS:
Listen Jake, a US agent

is dead, it's a CIA issue now.

You're not qualified to handle

this, so stay out of it.

You're not gonna do anything?

I got you the ride back,

take it.

Listen, uh, I'm sorry.

What for?

This.

Screw you, man!

Nice shoes.

- BELTRAN:
Yes?

- WOMAN:
Is the scroll okay?

BELTRAN:

Don't worry, it's with me.

Did Du Plessis killed Anya?

- WOMAN:
Where are you?

- BELTRAN:
We're in Petra.

You did?

BELTRAN:
I know,

but you know, all he had to do

was tell me what it was.

You have to understand,

it was his fault, not mine.

Who are you?

Let's say...

a simple servant of God.

And you can be as well, Rachel.

I'm in Petra, you have any idea

what your boy Beltran is up to?

You tell me,

he took my new Escalade.

A gold Escalade?

Beige interior.

Which I just learned has been

found in the desert.

Agent Alshadi?

JAKE:

The car we were kidnapped in.

Beltran's an Armageddon-ite!

What a pretty face you have.

You don't have to be frightened,

I'm not going to hurt you.

I have no reason to.

[ENGINE ROARING]

You should envy David.

He was allowed to die

in the service of God.

God has a plan for you, Rachel,

and it's beautiful.

But you must understand

for those who know they

are living

in the last days of the world

death takes on a new meaning.

You'll see.

Stop the car!

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Please help!

There's a man... that man,

he's trying to kill me!

[SPEAKING ARABIC]

[GUN SHOTS]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[RACHEL GASPING]

BELTRAN:
Rachel!

[SPEAKING ARABIC]

[SPEAKING ARABIC]

[CHILDREN SHOUTING]

JAKE:
Thank you.

[GASPING]

The day of the Lord

is upon all the nations!

And it shall be as though

they have never been.

You get any closer

and I swear to you

I will throw this over the edge.

Don't be foolish, give it to me.

No.

Are you willing to make

the same sacrifice

as your brother, Rachel?

Because I promise

I'll kill you for it.

Drop the gun, Beltran!

Jake?

Admit it, you're happy

to see me.

Yeah.

I said drop the gun!

You drop it, Agent Alshadi!

- Sh*t.

- Or we'll kill you both.

- You okay?

- Yeah. Good to see you.

You can only shoot one of us.

Come on, drop it.

Kick it to me.

No!

Agh!

[THUD]

[GUN SHOT]

Jake?

- No!

- Don't move.

You don't know what you've done.

It's over. It's gone.

That scroll was more important

than your life.

It belonged to me

and you'll be judged for it.

[GUN SHOT]

Jake?

Jake? Jake?

Oh, God. Jake, listen to me.

You gotta talk to me,

come on, Jake.

You feel that?

That is my hand.

You and I are walking

out of here tonight.

- Jake, come on, wake up.

- [DISTANT SIREN WAILING]

Help! Help!

Jake, I want you to talk to me.

Listen to me, this is Rachel,

can you hear me?

RACHEL:
Jake, you've been hurt.

[SIRENS WAILING]

Hey.

Hey.

Now that's a pretty good

looking poster.

"The Rozman Scrolls"

has a nice ring to it.

Yeah.

I'm so proud of David.

I think it took two Rozmans

to make that happen.

So, what'd the researchers say?

They said that they keep finding

new artifacts every day.

They think that this might be

an entire

ancient library of key texts.

Wow. Here's to David's legacy.

Yeah.

- We should go celebrate.

- Sure, where do you want to go?

There's a place near here

that has the best baklava

in the city.

Baklava?

What about your dessert rule?

What dessert rule?

Didn't you say you only have

two desserts in one week?

I didn't say that.

Did I say that?

- Yeah.

- Must have been some other guy.

The guy who took

a bullet for you

doesn't have a dessert rule.

Oh, okay, yes,

you're very courageous.

Thanks, just doing my job

saving the world

from Armageddon.

You know what?

If you actually think

about it...

you didn't actually take

a bullet for me.

I'm the one who threw the scroll

to deflect the gun

so, technically, I'm the one

who saved your life.

- Technically?

- Mm-hmm.

I threw myself in front

of that bullet

because you were backed up

against a cliff.

I was busy saving your life.

I have the scars to prove it.

The scars?

Oh no, no, that was singular.

"Scar".

- Well, it's a pretty big scar.

- Uh-huh.

How's it feel?

It's tender.

How about...

now?

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