The Rundown Page #2

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Out we go.

Hey, sugar, what'd l tell you

about that.... My needle

was totally nackered.

RPM's all over

the shaft.

ls this the only road

in and out?

lf you wanna stay alive.

Why's that?

That there, that's the jungle,

little fella. You got

anacondas in there.

Poison arrow frogs,

black flies, bullet ants.

And if they don't get you,

the rebels will.

What?

Aye, rebels.

That's what l'm telling you.

To them, Cornelius Hatcher's

built a Babylon in paradise.

Built a what?

A Babylon.

That mine is as close

as a man can come

to the gates of hell...

while his heart's

still beating.

The Sunday school picnic

is over, l'll tell you that.

Stay out of the jungle,

little fella, okay?

[Country music playing]

l.... l found these flowers

growing in the deepest parts

of the jungle.

As far as l can tell,

no one's ever

identified them...

which means that

l'm responsible

for naming them.

l can only think

of one word that fits

something so beautiful.

Mariana.

How much do you want?

What?

How much?

l need your uncle's boat.

A day or two, max.

Mariana, listen.

You borrow my car,

you bring it back

with no windshield.

You borrow

my brother's scooter--

The scooter was mechanical.

lt wasn't my fault.

Now you want to borrow

my uncle's boat?

And, "l found it,

l found it." You will never

find this Garbo of yours.

[Shushing]

lt's Gato, l told you.

Gato.

lt's out there, Mariana.

l know exactly where it is.

But l need that boat.

How much?

l told you--

No, how much

is your Oato worth?

This is a very significant

academic find, Mariana.

lt's not--

How much?

lt's not about money.

You lie like

a little girl, Travis.

l'm not lying.

lf l get the boat for you,

you have to take me with you.

That's ridiculous.

We're talking about

a lousy boat here.

And we split the take 50-50.

l've been doing

all the work, okay?

l found it. No way.

of work at 6:
00.

Then we can go

and get your Gato.

You're evil.

Thank you.

Whatever.

For the flowers.

Harvey, someone here

to see you, brother.

Where's he from?

He's American.

HARVEY:
Got a gun?

No, l don't like guns.

Check him.

[Speaking in Portuguese]

What's the current payout?

Give me a payout

for quadrant three.

[Frog trilling]

Hey, sugar, sugar.

[Speaking in Portuguese]

You checked him?

All right, let's go.

Come on. Come on.

Never met an American

who didn't like guns.

Tell them to dig harder.

lf only it were that simple,

eh, Mr. Beck?

How do you know my name?

When a man of your dimensions

travels all this way

to visit a place like this...

it arouses the curiosity.

What can l do for you?

Do you know this man?

Travis Walker. l let him

do some excavating

around the mine...

allow him to rent a room

in my town...

all for a fair

he might unearth.

Can you tell me

where to find him?

Yeah, just follow

the bullshit.

The guy's got a mouth

should be in the circus.

Brother, please.

Do you have

business with him?

l do.

Good. What kind of business?

l love business.

lt's personal.

So why come to me?

When l'm a guest

in another man's house...

l don't reach

into his refrigerator

without asking permission.

Refrigerator?

l wanna show you

something, Mr. Beck.

Does that look like

a refrigerator to you?

Looks more like hell.

Where you see hell,

l see a spellbinding

sense of purpose.

l see the value of keeping

your eye on the ball.

When a bride slips the ring

on her finger...

when a businessman

lays his hands on a Rolex...

when a rapper

gets a shiny new tooth...

this is that cost, Mr. Beck.

My horror for their beauty,

my hell for their little slice

of heaven.

Somebody's gotta keep

his eye on the ball.

That somebody is me, Mr. Beck.

l am down here every day,

keeping my eye on the ball.

That's just a simple fact

of life.

And if you're bold enough to

face that cold, hard fact...

you can make a lot of money.

What do you want

with the kid?

l've come to take him home.

That'll cost you $10,000.

l need to borrow the Jeep.

Wait a minute, friend.

l'll give you $1 ,000.

l'll give you $1 ,000.

l need you to take my bag

back to the plane.

Keep the engine running.

Can you do that?

For $1 ,000?

That's right.

l'll find a way.

Declan.

Yeah?

l'm gonna be coming fast.

American?

Yeah.

Where from?

Someplace

that's got bartenders.

What can l get you?

l'll take a beer.

Nice flowers.

[Speaking in Portuguese]

The smiling fool.

You know, back in the States,

Brazil nuts like these

go for $15 a pound.

Well, those fell off

the tree out back.

And around here,

we don't call them

Brazil nuts.

What do you call them?

Well, we're in Brazil,

so we just call them nuts.

Fair enough.

So, what brings you

to the Amazon other than

the food and drink, of course?

l'm looking for a man.

What's your type?

His name's Travis Walker.

Brown hair, he's in his 20s,

wears a blue shirt, jeans.

Right now, he's got

a real bewildered look

on his face.

Do l know you?

The name's Beck.

What can l do for you,

Mr. Beck?

l need you to make

a choice for me.

A choice?

Option A or Option B.

What's Option A?

Well, Option A is

you and l walk out of here

nice and easy.

We get in my Jeep

and we drive back

to the airstrip.

And then we begin

our long journey

back to Los Angeles.

Be no blood,

no broken bones...

and no problems.

What's in Los Angeles?

Your father.

What's Option B?

Pretty much

the opposite of A.

But l wouldn't

recommend that one.

l'll take Option C.

Travis, there is no Option C.

Really?

Are you sure?

l mean, big boy...

there's always an Option C.

So angry!

Shut up.

Shut up!

Like l said,

there is no Option C.

Let me introduce you

to Option C.

Mr. Beck.

There's been a slight change

in the narrative.

An unexpected twist,

you might say.

Can l have a beer, please?

Mr. Hatcher,

l was just gonna come

find you when this--

The kid stays.

l paid you.

Well, fortunately,

l had my fingers crossed

the whole time.

Apparently, young Mr. Walker

may have stumbled onto

a trinket of some value...

and as he's located it

in my jungle...

yup, l'm gonna need him

to lead me to it.

Okay, so let's go, d*ckhead.

Don't call me a d*ckhead,

you d*ckhead.

Did you find it or not,

a**hole?

What's that, a**hole?

Did you find it or not,

a**hole?

What's that, a**hole?

Did you find it or not,

a**hole?

Don't!

Hey, don't rock the boat.

Okay.

l don't want any trouble.

HATCHER:
Then leave now

and don't come back.

And the $10,000?

Consider it

tax-deductible.

A contribution

to your personal health fund.

With all due respect,

Mr. Hatcher,

l'm feeling pretty healthy.

Oh, yeah?

Walk.

Don't make waves.

Look out for the chair!

Wow.

You gonna kill us all,

Mr. Beck?

l tried to be reasonable.

That's not the way

to do business.

You should have kept the gun.

You're dead already.

You just don't know it yet.

TRAVIS:
This is Option B?

Are you kidding me?

Quiet.

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