The Specialist Page #4
- R
- Year:
- 1994
- 110 min
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- Go on.
- I left my purse, I have to...
- Shut up. Take her to the car.
- I have a couple of things to do.
Stop yanking me around!
He made me so nervous.
It'll take me one second.
Where can I go?
Harry, listen...
Harry, she'll call you back.
Give me my phone!
Room 1205.
Len's men are on their way up.
You set me up.
- Why?
- I did not.
Hit it. Let's get out.
There's a fire. Let's go. Rush.
Where you going? Use the stairs.
This one's full. Get out of here!
We're sorry. Your call
cannot be completed as dialed.
dial again or call the operator.
If you have to make a call,
please hang up and try again...
Don't move!
Don't touch anything!
Give me your hand!
Holy sh*t!
Go! Go!
Hey, what's with the lights here?
Come on, a**hole! Come on!
There has been an accident,
but there is no danger.
That's her.
Her who?
That's the b*tch who was banging Tomas.
Her ID was faked.
Alice...
...and Stan Munro.
What are you talking about?
I was the kid your little boy
missed in the closet.
That was a long time ago.
Not to me.
Now I understand.
Now I understand. You...
You think...
...that my son Tomas gave the orders
for the killings. Well, you are wrong.
If anybody in this house has power
to give orders, it's me.
Understand? I give the orders.
I give the orders of who is killed...
...and who is not killed.
Is that understood?
I need her...
...to get to Ray.
I must make one phone call,
then she's yours.
But I need her now.
You sure?
Joe, please.
Take the b*tch.
Show time.
It's me.
I'm sorry. I didn't know
they were coming. Believe me.
I'll tell you what I believe.
I believe you're very good on the phone.
I need to see you.
And get set up again?
No, I'll pass.
So that's it?
We just walk away?
Forever?
It's safer for everybody.
Come on, I don't know what
this relationship is about...
...but there's one thing I know.
It's not based on safety.
You're too much of an unknown.
Adrian Hastings, May Munro.
Who the hell are you?
Remember the Fontainebleau?
I remember.
Remember touching me?
Do you remember my voice?
Not over the phone...
...but carried on breath.
On you.
Near you.
Close enough to feel.
Why are you saying this to me?
Because I have to.
Come on, Ray.
You gotta see me.
Please.
Please, baby.
Double-M Seafood, right now.
All right.
And Ray...
I'm here.
Do you remember the note
our relationship ended on?
The last thing I said to you?
I remember everything.
You're goin' in alone.
And if this is a trap...
...I promise you, you're gonna die.
But if he's in there...
...make him feel safe and secure.
And I'll be listening...
...on this microphone.
The second I hear his voice...
...we move in.
Understand?
Now get out of the f***ing car.
When this is all over...
...I can see us spending time together.
You know, you wash...
...the stink of Tomas and Ray off you...
...you might clean up pretty good.
Go ahead.
And then you can go in
and get him yourself.
I don't give a sh*t!
Go on!
Move!
If she blinks...
...kill her.
Bad plan, Ned.
That's it, we've got him. Move in.
Damn it!
Damn it!
Go, you chicken shits!
You think he'll top that?
Get in there!
Watch the river and the side streets!
F***ing crabs!
Nice one.
Watch the river!
You want to set me up again?
What's that?
Break it down.
Air brakes.
Complex sound, slightly muffled.
People talking...
...clamping down steps.
A clapping shut.
Voices... mechanical sounds.
- A hiss!
You must have an overview.
It's people getting off a bus.
Are they on both tapes?
I knew it! We gotta have bus routes.
What do we have?
He uses pay phones,
but he gets there by bus.
Oh, Ray, always so precise.
Let's say, he gets on a bus
wherever he lives, and he...
...goes in both directions.
Good counter-surveillance technique.
He takes the bus 20, 25 minutes
in each direction. So we have...
Four, four and four.
Here we go, triangulation.
Three routes, that's it.
We want checks in five-minute intervals.
How about the restaurants?
He must eat sometime.
Try to remember. He'd have got off
the bus alone, maybe bought cigarettes.
Look at that face!
We have a lot of regular customers,
but he ain't one.
Look at that face again!
Come on. Come on!
Nothing.
Hey, Henry!
I forgot to tell you, we deliver.
Now there's a vision.
Good morning, stranger.
I've got to go.
Where? I think we already wore out
our welcome at the Hilton.
I want to stay with you.
But it's not over for me.
Joe Len ordered the hit.
Let me get this right.
will make everything okay?
Something has to.
You did the job. I'm not asking
for your help. I'll do it. I owe him.
No.
You owe her.
Her. A whole life. Come here.
Come here.
Put all this behind you now,
or the past will eat you alive.
I know what I'm talking about.
I have to go.
Wish me luck.
Come here. You're not going.
Detonation sequence primed.
Enter code.
Top of the world, Mom.
Controlled!
One... two... three...
I'm afraid to ask.
Explosions will occur
if the inner perimeter is breached.
Each one of these lights is a pressure
mine. If one goes, they all go.
- Where are they?
- Everywhere.
Don't worry, they're not armed yet.
When these lights turn red... worry.
This is good. Nice sneak attack!
Do not approach the warehouse.
Perimeter is on.
Please, cut the bullshit.
That's a good one. I taught him that.
Nice sense of irony,
blowing up the bomb disposal unit.
Nice work, Ray.
WARNING!
Gunfire will automatically
detonate B-20's...
...sufficient to destroy
two square miles.
Give me that.
Listen up! Anybody shoots...
...anybody shoots, I shoot them!
I'm taking him alive.
You got that?
That's new.
How's that feel, Ace?
F*** this amateur hour.
You're crazy.
All the highly trained professionals
of the world...
...all the hardware...
...all the technology,
and what have you got?
Nothing.
You gotta do everything yourself.
And why?
You can't get good help these days.
A surprise for you, Ray.
Warning! Perimeter breach.
It's set. Let's go.
Don't move!
- I'll lead you through the mines.
- Evacuate!
Ray?
I'm sorry. Should I have knocked?
You lose, I win.
She's hot, Ray.
Semtex, sprayed with nitro.
Cigarette case.
Honest Injun, take a look.
Just a peek, no touch.
You might ask yourself:
"Why is today my time to die?"
Take it out. Slowly.
Slowly.
Open it.
Everyone deserves to die.
Ask God.
So why shouldn't I?
Bye.
Here's a tip I learned from you.
It's a focused detonation.
Only she blows.
- It's pretty nifty, huh?
- Don't move it. It's a mercury switch.
Any change in angle, it goes.
Got it.
Anyway, Ray, she's dead already.
What I need...
...what I need is to take you alive
because my boss...
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