The Rundown Page #5

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Like me?

Yeah, you get pushed,

you push back.

Well, with me,

l pushed so hard

that word got around.

Before l knew it, l was...

standing in a room

full of the wrong people

with the wrong money.

So you think

l'm standing in a room

full of the wrong people?

Yeah. Something like that.

l like you, Mr. Beck.

Really.

But you and l

are nothing alike.

Travis. Let's keep moving.

Let's go.

What are you doing?

Let's take us a little swim,

Wolfgang.

BECK:
We're not swimming,

we're moving.

TRAVIS:
Come on, big boy.

You could use a bath.

Travis, we have

to keep moving.

lt'll be dark soon.

Why? We're already here.

Don't pee in the water.

Why?

A candiru, a vicious parasite,

will swim up the urine

into your pau.

[Whooping]

Come on, big boy. Feels good!

Swim up my what?

Your pintu.

lt'll swim up your ding-dong.

And once it gets in,

you can't get it out.

[Travis whooping]

Come on!

l.... Well....

Well, then what?

They have to amputate.

Not this boy's pintu.

Not today.

The hieroglyphic code said,

"The great chief

of the Maraj people...

"put the Gato to sleep

behind the walls

of a moving curtain."

A waterfall.

Must be some kind

of methane buildup.

lt's cool. Let's go.

MARIANA:
Yeah.

Yeah, real genius.

You have no clue

what you're doing.

Oh, shut up. You obviously

don't know the first thing

about methane deposits.

Oh, and you do?

Shut up.

What'd you just say?

[Walls creaking]

What is it?

Why do l get the feeling

we are not supposed

to be here?

Because we're not.

Jesus!

There it is!

l told you it was real!

Travis, you're never gonna

get back there.

lt's too dangerous.

BECK:
The roof is coming down!

Wait a second.

Jaguar.

l know what this is. Monkey.

Eagle.

BECK:
l can't hold this,

Travis.

l know what this is.

What is it?

lt's an 00-year-old safe.

This is how they kept

their treasures protected.

There's a combination.

Jaguar. Cat. Gato. Cat.

lt's got to be the jaguar.

lf we hold the sticks

closest to the jaguar,

we'll be okay.

For about 60 seconds,

then the whole roof's

coming down.

You're not gonna

touch anything. Let's go.

Follow the jag.

Follow the jaguar.

Easy. Easy.

[Walls creaking]

lt's coming down, Travis.

BECK:
What are you doing?

Let's go.

Pass it to me.

ls that a jaguar?

l think it's an eagle.

Travis, hurry!

All right.

Here, kitty, kitty, kitty.

l did it. l found you.

Not some Oxford archaeologist

or some stiff-assed

Harvard professor.

l did! l found you!

Who gives a sh*t?

How do you like me now,

huh, Beck?

Go! Go! Move! Now! Run!

Let's go!

MARIANA:
These are konlabos.

They're very rare.

You're lucky.

And l wouldn't flirt with

El Gato do Diabo's eyes

if l were you.

They say

it's quite dangerous.

What else do they say?

That once restored

to its rightful owners...

the rivers will run deep,

laden with fish.

And the trees will grow tall,

bringing shade

for thousands of hammocks...

so its people may rest

their weary backs.

You think bringing

this Gato to your people

will do all that?

No, Mr. Beck, but l expect

the money selling it brings

will do just that.

We can buy seed, irrigate,

farm our own lands...

free ourselves

from Hatcher's mine.

Lutadores da liberdade.

You know when that statue

hits the black market

it's gonna vanish forever.

lt's a little late

for morals, don't you think?

Especially after

you were going to do

the same thing yourself.

And 10% of that black market

is going to pay

for your freedom...

so l'd be

a little more grateful

if l were you.

What if l told you

l was gonna give it

to a museum...

so that the whole world

could appreciate it?

You can tell me

anything you want,

Travis, but l know you.

So, what are you gonna do

after you bring him home,

Mr. Beck?

l'm gonna open a restaurant.

Yeah. He's a killer

in the kitchen, too.

Ten, fifteen tables.

Nothing fancy.

ltalian. Southern ltalian.

How do you....

How do you....

How do you spell konlabo?

Konlabos, with a "K."

Don't worry.

After four or five hours,

you'll be as good as new.

The fire will keep

the animals away until sunup.

l'm sorry,

but money has a way

of changing people.

You did find it, Travis,

just like you said.

No one can take

that away from you.

And l will send you the money

to buy your freedom.

l meant that.

You kept your word,

and l admire that.

So l'll keep mine.

Go north

until you reach

the Quantana Road.

Take it south

all the way to the airfield.

Good luck to you, Mr. Beck.

Oh, sh*t.

What? What?

What?

Monkey. Monkey.

Monkey, where?

Just get him away from me.

Get out of here, monkey.

Get out of here, monkey.

Get out of here, monkey!

Oh, no.

l hate this place.

Get out of here, monkey!

l hate penis-eating minnows

and l hate freaky fruit!

Get him away from me.

l wanna go home.

l want concrete.

Get out of here, monkey!

l want homemade tortellini.

l want my Los Angeles Lakers!

No!

That's what l want.

l wanna go home.

Get out!

l wanna go home.

Get out of here!

l wanna go home!

Get out of here, monkey!

Get out of here, monkey!

[Boy shouting in Portuguese]

DECLAN:
Oh, what about that?

Been for a stroll,

have you, boys?

Where's my bag?

Where's my Jeep?

Give me my bag.

You have any water?

Sit down.

How soon before

we can take off?

Well, there's the slight

matter of a Jeep...

you left at the bottom

of a mountainside.

l'll take care of it.

ln a right bloody

large puddle, am l wrong?

l said

l'll take care of it.

That Jeep is dead, my friend.

Look, you'll get your money.

Just start the plane.

What's your big hurry?

l'm just trying to get out

of here before l run into

Hatcher or any more problems.

Don't go worrying

about Hatcher.

That monstrosity won't give

a flying fornication

for the pair of youse no more.

He got what he was after.

What do you mean,

he's got what he was after?

He caught up

with poor Mariana

in the jungle.

Relieved her of her artifact.

What'd you say?

l said "he relieved her

of her artifact."

lt's a word in the English

language, "artifact."

Artifact, look it up.

Son of a b*tch.

He's got my Gato!

Your what?

The Gato.

Don't you speak English?

Hey, where is she?

Hatcher's got her in town.

He's torturing her

for information.

He's doing what?

The lutadores da liberdade.

Freedom fighters?

Freedom fighters, my ass.

Lutadores da louco,

you ask me.

They're all gonna die.

Come on, all aboard.

Come on.

What are you doing?

We made a deal.

A deal?

What the hell

does that mean?

l'm here at the airstrip.

She doesn't have the Gato.

You're gonna go in there

by yourself?

No way. No way.

Hey, Hatcher's got

a small army back there.

You don't even know

your way around the town.

Oh, wait. l got an idea.

How about you saddle up

to one of those bulls

over there...

you ride into town like

a conquistador and challenge

all of them to a duel?

Oh, yeah, l forgot.

You don't use guns.

What's your point?

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