Wanted: Dead or Alive

Synopsis: This movie features a character who is a descendant of the character played by Steve McQueen in the television series of the same name. And like McQueen's Josh Randall, Hauer's Nick Randall is also a bounty hunter. & also an ex-CIA operative, who is asked by his former employer to help them track down a terrorist, Malak Al Rahim, who is in the country, and has already made a move. But he is also looking for Randall, and the people, whom Randall is working for, is telling Malak, where he can find Randall.
Genre: Action, Crime, Drama
Director(s): Gary Sherman
Production: Anchor Bay Entertainment
 
IMDB:
5.9
Rotten Tomatoes:
25%
R
Year:
1987
106 min
351 Views


1

Welcome to darkness

There's blood in the air

The angel of death's

Descending the stairs

The madness and sadness

the kiss of the gun

Cover your ass

as you stay on the run

It's the bonus time

It's time to collect

The joker is wild

And he's back in the deck

The lowdown, the go-around

the showdown in hell

Stay on the move

or you won't live to tell

Hey, John!

What'll you drink?

Whiskey.

Get me a beer.

Let's get the f*** outta here.

Come on!

You're not gonna do anything.

That's enough for that lousy beer.

Tick-tock cut to the chase

Time's runnin' out

and they're usin' live bait

Street's infected

and crawl in the slime

The neon nightmare is about to unwind

Welcome to Los Angeles, rabbi.

Enjoy your stay.

Shalom. Shalom.

- How are you?

- I'm fine.

Welcome to L.A.

Keep the truck runnin', Hardy.

Bring me some beer.

Get some beers.

Don't you go starin' at me,

you goddamn slope!

We should've nuked your

asses when we had the chance.

- If I'd have been there, we would have.

- Leave him alone!

Ready for that beer, Pete!

Push "no sale", and put

the f***in' cash on the counter!

Get this sh*t out to the truck.

Are we gonna take her with us?

Darlin', we gonna have us

a good time tonight.

Gonna teach me how to party?

She's gonna teach me how to party!

You're gonna teach me

how to party, baby!

But I gotta kill this old man first.

What the hell are you do...

How you want it, slope?

Fast or slow? Motherf***er?

Charlie?

My f***in' head!

Goddamn son of a b*tch!

You motherf***er!

Charlie.

Hold your breath.

Drop the gun.

Charlie, you smell.

You broke my f***in' arm, man!

Keep the change.

Thank you. Walk!

Detective Quintz, please.

Nick Randall.

Danny?

Meet me outside.

I've got a present for you.

An F.B.I. wanted.

A cop killer.

His name is Charles Higgins.

Pull his file and give me

a booking number.

No, no, I'm not coming inside.

I don't like cops,

and they don't like me.

Yeah.

So, where's my present?

- Why the hell is he in the trunk?

- Take a whiff.

You son of a b*tch!

You broke my f***in' arm, man!

Locked me in his trunk.

Didn't read me no rights.

Hey, I'm a free man.

Judge'll send you up, and I'll walk.

Ever heard of the Miranda Act, sucker?

Charlie, you haven't been arrested yet.

- What?

- I'm not a cop.

Are you a f***in' bounty hunter?

A sleaze-bag bounty hunter.

Take care of this piece of sh*t,

will you?

Yes, sir.

What do you wanna do

about the paperwork?

Let's do it at my office?

Good idea.

I'll see you in five minutes.

I'll get you, cocksucker!

Goddamn it! Sh*t!

Hey, Nickels, good to see you.

- ...A great deal...

- ...Vamos a escuchar...

- The life of the flesh is death.

I wired the satellite solenoids

to the detonators.

Beautiful.

Has a range of two miles.

If it's that far away, I can't watch.

$25.000.

Not bad for a night's work, Nickels.

It's 40. Read the small print.

There's a $15.000 bonus

if he can still talk.

How do you put up

with this sh*t, Danny?

Every time I touch

one of those scumbags, I...

I take a lot of showers

and Louise scrubs my... back.

How is she?

That's what you need: a lady.

A nice lady for a change,

instead of these bimbos you go out with.

Let me tell you something.

I found one.

First name is Terry.

She's a stewardess.

Another stewardess.

She's getting her doctorate

in anthropology.

We've been goin' out

for three months now.

Three months?

Three f***ing months?

Jesus, that's a goddamn

silver anniversary for you.

Come on, tell me some more.

Louise is gonna ask me

a million questions

when she finds out

you got a girlfriend.

Did you tell Louise

you bought a motorcycle?

No, I didn't tell her

I bought a motorcycle.

So why should you tell her

I got a girlfriend? Piss off.

Sign this.

She know what you do?

No.

I told her what I did.

She thinks

I'm in the security business.

I hate this sh*t.

What? Paperwork?

F*** you.

Listen, buddy.

You burnt your bridges, not them.

You wanna build 'em up again,

you build 'em.

Yeah, sure.

Listen. Once you've quit

the company, you've quit.

Don't they teach you cops

how to clean these?

Up yours.

Now...

I figure I'll bring in a few more bad guys,

put the money in my boat

and see a bit of the world.

You've seen it.

But this time without a bull's-eye

painted on my forehead.

You can't fool me, man.

That's exactly what you miss

that bull's-eye.

Thank you.

You might wanna wait.

This is the last ten minutes.

I've seen it four times.

This is my favorite part.

All right.

Morrison, city desk.

How can I help you?

This is Malak al Rahim.

Let me save you a little confusion,

Mr. Morrison.

Tonight you'll be receiving phone calls

from a number of people

claiming responsibility

for what I am about to do.

Malak al Rahim is supposed

to be in South Yemen.

- How do I know it's actually you?

- You'll know it was me.

I'm outside the Fox Cinema.

- Hi, Tommy.

- Hey, Nick.

What a wonderful surprise.

Bonnie owed me a favor.

Took the Denver run,

and I've got four days off.

I guess I owe Bonnie a favor.

You smell so good.

I'm getting stabbed in the back.

"The effect of changing..."

"...climatic conditions..."

"...on the nomadic tribes

of Maure-Tan-Ya."

Mauretania.

Listen, it was a lot more

painful reading it

than it was lying on it,

believe me.

Are you trying to tell

me you want to study?

I really should.

I don't think so.

I don't think so.

But there is a great

bottle of wine in the fridge.

Okay.

To Bonnie.

Where'd you get that?

It's not mine.

No.

It belonged to Jedidiah Larkin.

Wagon train scout,

mountain man, trailblazer.

Even tried his hand

at being a lawman.

And this was his only

constant companion.

He was the strong,

silent type - a loner.

He loved adventure,

danger, new frontiers.

- Did he ride a motorcycle?

- No, he didn't ride a motorcycle.

Just after the civil war,

he got fed up with

what the rail roads and the bureaucrats

and everybody else

was turning the frontier into

so he sold everything he owned

and he disappeared.

And nobody knows where he went.

He went to San Francisco.

He caught a freighter to South America

and... got lost in the arms

of the Amazon...

lady.

You are full of sh*t.

My grandfather used

to tell me stories.

He would get drunk first,

then he would sit on the bed

and tell stories about the old west.

About his father, Joshua Randall.

About all the other Josh Randalls,

Jed Larkins.

Nicky, that sounds terrible.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

Bacon? Sausages?

- Neither.

- You get both.

So do I.

Buttered toast?

- Yeah. Why not?

- All right. This is how I do it.

- This is a news break.

- It's nice, Nicky.

- A terrorist bombing rocked Los Angeles.

- I think so.

Here. Last night about 10:00...

Oh, my God, Nicky. Look at this.

A series of bombs went off

at a Los Angeles movie theater

killing 138 people.

That's terrible.

Yeah. Have some coffee.

...received a telephone call from

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