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This is Lima Mike

calling Delta Charlie.

Lima Mike calling Delta Charlie.

Do you read me?

Do you read me? Over.

Lime Mike, this is Delta Charlie.

Lima Mike, this is Delta Charlie.

I read you five and nine. Over.

Okay Pete, I've got you.

I've got you. Over.

Okay, we're on
course over Eagle's Nest.

Sorry for the delay. Over.

What went wrong, Pete?

You're two hours late. Over.

Some joker knew
what we had on board.

Maybe he just didn't like us.

He put a squib behind the radio.

The detonator went off,

but the charge didn't blow. Over.

Is anybody hurt, Pete?

Is anybody hurt? Over.

Negative, we're all okay.

Only the radio was damaged.

You can relax. Over.

Okay, how does she fly, Pete? Over.

Like an angel,

and we got a boy scout with us now.

An Air Force plane joined
us a couple of minutes ago.

Barranquilla must have radioed

for an escort to see us in. Over.

Were you alerted about that, Pete?

What kind of plane?

What kind of plane? Over.

An old Mustang
fitted with wing tanks.

She's genuine all right. Over.

Okay then.

Let me speak to Caroline. Over.

Will do.

Hello, darling,
I'm sorry we frightened you.

We didn't mean to, you know. Over.

Thank God we got you
out of that hell hole.

Are you really okay? Over.

We're so
okay that Scott's asleep.

He's diving on us!

The bastard's diving on us. Jesus!

Pete?

Pete, can you hear me?

Pete, can you hear me? Over.

Pete, can you hear me?

Pete, can you hear me?

Delta Charlie, come in!

Come in, Pete! Over!

Fill her up?

You think you can stand
the pace around here?

Not much happens around here Sunday.

Not much happens around here any time.

You buy used cars, huh?

Some.

How about this one?

You'll have to ask the boss.

You'll have to come back Monday.

Bourbon.

You'll have to think again, Mister.

Again?

No hard liquor served on Sunday.

There's no one awake
between here and the Gulf.

Who's gonna bust you?

Rule of the parish.

No hard liquor.

I'm not from this Parish.

Look, I'm just driving through

this clammy swamp you call a state,

and I want a drink.

How about a beer?

A nice, cold beer?

I said bourbon!

Now look just wait a darn minute here!

You can't come back...

Look we don't allow
anybody back in this bar,

and you're gonna have to get
on out here in the front,

or I'm...

This isn't New York City, kid.

How much for the bottle?

Seven dollars and thirty cents.

Get me something to eat with the change.

Take off.

Yes, sir.

Car 23.

Go to Johnny's Country Bar.

Signal 40: Disorderly person.

Ten-four.

You giving
Wally a bad time, shoe pick?

You asking me or you telling me?

If you're looking for
a rough time, Mister,

you came to the right place.

I was told that nothing much

happens here on Sunday.

Okay, Mister.

Let's see some ID.

He's got my gun in there!

Take it easy, kid. Take it easy.

Take it easy, kid.

It's Sunday.

Attaboy.

Self-defense?

That's right.

The law officers you
would claim attacked you?

Well, they made all the moves.

Well, then why, I wonder,

is one of your attackers now in a hospital

with 16 stitches and a fractured jaw?

When a man reaches for his
gun in this neighbourhood,

well, I got to think he means business.

Well, you were in
possession of a gun yourself.

All I was reaching for
was my social security card.

Which was false.

As was your driver's licence.

False or stolen.

You are truculent, insolent,

and a man of violence.

I could already commit you
for assault and battery,

for possession of false documents

and a stolen automobile,

but I won't.

Thanks.

I won't because compared

to what other agencies want you for,

our mild charges seem
almost inconsequential.

I've done some checking
on you, Mr. Talbot.

Police investigations even
go beyond this country.

Through Interpol, overseas.

"John Montague Talbot,"

"worked as an underwater salvage expert."

While engaged in salvage
work in the North Sea,

in June 1970 you disappeared.

So, apparently, did some
salvaged gem stones.

"Subsequently arrested in
Amsterdam, September 1970,"

"escaped by killing an unarmed policeman."

Now, you might think you're in

Hicksville, USA, Mr. Talbot,

but you will regret the day
that you dropped in on us.

You shall be transferred to the custody

of the New Orleans Police Department

to await further inquiries

and possible extradition charges.

Don't!

Give us the gun.

One more step and you're dead.

Lose it!

Sit!

You won't get 10 yards!

Okay you, you're the pigeon.

Talbot, let her go!

You're putting her life in danger!

I'm not, but anybody
who comes after me is.

No.

Please.

Smart.

Smart, smart.

Hey! Hey!

Hold on!

What kind of a guy would
do a thing like that?

Why don't you let me go?

You don't need me anymore.

Please let me go.

You're my insurance.

Hey, this might be him.

It's a dead end!

Aw, look at that.

He's getting clean away.

We'll need a tow truck for this.

Dammit.

You crazy or something?

You trying to kill me!

Hey, come here!

You could've killed us.

That's right just remember that.

Don't you make a move.

What the goddamn hell are
you trying to do down there?

You trying to kill yourself?

I'm really sorry, Captain,

but it's an emergency.

See my wife's sick, and
I got to get her across.

One more crazy jump like
that and you'll be dead.

Forgive me, huh?

Come on, put out a call quick.

Jesus Christ!

You're mad.

You have to be insane.

I've got nothing to lose.

Be with you in a moment.

Two coffees, no cream.

Two coffees, no cream?

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

Stand by.

Move. Get over here.

You're very brave
with a gun, aren't you?

I'm gonna turn you in.

I don't care what you do.

Oh, okay.

First, I'll kill the fat one.

Then I'll get the other one

while he's trying to figure out

how to hit me without getting you.

You'd do it, wouldn't you?

Try me.

I hate you so much it scares me.

Okay, stay scared and you'll stay alive.

You just stay right here.

Out.

Come on.

What are you gonna do here?

Get away from it all.

Quiet, honey.

Quiet and we got him.

All right, let me have your gun.

Well, there I was,

eating fried chicken
in a Louisiana drive-in

in the middle of nowhere,

proud possessor of 10
bucks and an unpaid car.

Listening to the radio talking

about this guy who killed a cop,

but mainly wondering how the hell

I was gonna get out of this place,

and, suddenly, jackpot.

The cop killer parks right next to me.

The officer was killed?

Yep, left a wife and a little girl.

Well, that should make
your jackpot bigger.

My mind was going
along those very same lines.

I don't know what you're talking about?

He's talking about bread.

Reward.

For services
rendered to the society.

How did you recognise me?

I didn't.

You picked a face that's
well known in these parts.

This is Miss Sarah Ruthven,

daughter of Alexander Ruthven,

spelled O-I-L.

All those oil rigs out in the Gulf

they belong to daddy.

Yeah, you can always tell class.

Sit down.

I'll belt you.

Yeah, you'd do it, wouldn't you?

What's your name?

Jablonski, Miss.

Herman Jablonski, of
no appreciable assets,

but lots of high hopes.

I really think we
should contact the police.

I'm sure there'll be a
phone here somewhere.

Ah, there's no need to panic, Miss.

I don't think the police
were included in his plans.

Oh, but I don't think you understand.

My father will be very grateful.

Of course, he will, honey,

but I'd rather have him tell
me how grateful he is now,

while I still have the option
of leaving you with this guy,

this killer here.

Okay.

Let's go phone daddy.

See if blood is thicker than oil.

Yeah.

Ah, you can almost smell it.

Smell what?

Money.

Cut the engine.

Well, that has to be daddy.

Right on cue.

Okay, here's where we get off.

We had a deal.

There are no police as we agreed.

There are people.

Oh, staff.

And guests.

Guests?

Colleagues.

You and me, Ruthven, we had a deal.

There's a lot of sentimental
value riding on this daughter.

I'm gonna collect every cent of it.

Well, we have an agreement,

and I will honour it.

Yeah, a guy like you
can afford to be honest.

Okay, one daughter special delivery.

Sarah, are you sure you're all right?

Well, perhaps it'll be best
if you went up to your room

while we finish this business.

In here, gentlemen.

Well, hard cash would be even nicer,

but it does make
everything seem worthwhile.

Good.

Well, perhaps then we should

discuss this other check?

And what's the catch?

Well, I mean, I like it,
but what's the catch?

The State of Louisiana has
offered a reward for Talbot.

This is to reimburse you
for leaving Talbot with us.

Why, I'm very flattered.

But why is that?

I think you'll be very useful to us.

You want a cop killed?

You have other skills.

Nah, I think I'll turn him in.

Keep everything legal.

Come on, buddy boy.

Guys like me get locked up,

so that citizens like him can
run to the bank in safety.

And the sooner the better.

So, shall we?

That was very foolish, Talbot.

We have a proposition for you.

What kind of proposition?

A very attractive one.

Your life.

Why is this man still here?

Let's just say that I'm a house guest.

Wait.

That's for today.

In there.

And no more of that hero stuff.

As I was saying,

you got your daughter back,

you can do what you want with Talbot,

so I'll just take that other
check and tootle along.

Now just hold the phone, Jablonski.

How do you know me?

You're a cop, ex-cop.

Ex-lieutenant, New York Narcotics,

until you got greedy and careless.

And they let you out before
your time, didn't they?

Paroled, I kept my nose clean.

Well, that does change
things, doesn't it?

Herman, we want you to
stay for a day or two

and guard Talbot.

Don't give me that stuff, Vyland.

I know that kid upstairs
Larry what's-his-name.

He was busted two years ago.

Him too I know.

Royale, with the eyes.

He's a hit man.

You need another guard around here like,

well, like Ruthven needs another oil rig.

We can't risk the news
getting out that Talbot's here.

Well, the check buys my silence.

But not my peace of mind.

I think you should stay.

What's the alternative?

Quick trip to the bottom of the Gulf

with a pair of concrete socks?

I accept.

I thought you would.

First door.

You got a reprieve, fella.

But not from you.

Oh, you see that?

I didn't beat all of his brains out, yet.

I'll keep Talbot out of your hair, Royale.

He's my baby now.

Now listen, wise guy,

I got a big investment in you,

and I'm gonna make it plain to you

that I don't want you to screw it up.

Now get in there, you cocky bastard.

Now, let that be a warning to you.

Don't ever try that stuff on me again.

Okay Talbot, let's go.

Your presence is requested downstairs.

Come one, move it!

Hey.

Good morning,

I hope you've had a comfortable night.

Now, as to why you're here.

You specialise in deep-water salvage.

We're looking for something, Talbot,

something deep.

How deep?

Twelve-hundred feet.

Twelve?

No, not in these waters.

What we're after is at the bottom

of a deep hole in the sea bed.

I know it's none of my business,

but you could tell me what's down there?

Well, let's say we're treasure hunting.

Well, for something that deep

you'd need some pretty fancy equipment.

What do you know about the Fathom?

The Fathom?

You mean the Bathyscaphe?

Mm-hmm.

Well, I know a little bit about her.

You see, I worked on her
once out of Honduras.

Yeah, we know that.

We checked.

Oh.

Well, with the Fathom
there'd be no problem at all.

As a matter of fact, my outfit did

her first test dives at over 2,000 feet.

They tell me she broke her
hawser and they lost her.

So they did.

It's all clear.

Okay, I'm going now.

I think you're crazy.

No, no, it's the only way.

Take care, laddie.

Okay, I'll be back before sunrise.

And don't wait up for me.

Over here.

You all right?

Yeah, I'm alive.

Well, did you have any luck?

Well, I think we found
which rig they're using,

so let's go.

Okay.

Now you just sleep nice and quiet,

and don't make a nuisance of yourself.

Understand what I mean?

Good, I thought you would.

Nighty-night, then.

Sweet dreams.

Yeah, that should be
the X-12 right there.

Now how long do you think
it'll take to get there?

Mm, we may be able to make it in about

maybe 40 minutes.

Good.

You think you're okay?

Yeah, sure, I checked it all out.

Is this as close as we can get?

Yes, without being seen.

Yeah, well, if I'm gonna
find what we're looking for,

I'm gonna need some time.

Not too long.

Could be a storm coming.

That'll help.

He's handcuffed to the bed.

Come.

Come? Come where?

Just a little talk.

Won't take long.

Didn't I
say she was beautiful?

Didn't I say she was beautiful?

I said she was prehistoric.

Jesus, she's like something
they just thawed out.

So, all of
a sudden you got taste.

Three weeks on this frigging rig...

Is there a fire, for Christ sakes?

Let's see what the hell's going on.

If this is
another one of their

lousy fire drills...

Okay, hurry it up.

But I'm sure I saw something.

So, get on with it now.

I could have sworn there was-

Larry.

Okay, get the hell in.

Don't scream.

Don't scream and don't move.

Now just concentrate on that.

Don't you move.

I know you're frightened of me,

but don't scream and don't move.

Can you understand that?

Now listen to me.

I am not going to hurt you.

I am not going to attack you.

If they find me out of my room, I'm dead.

If you make one sound, they'll kill me.

Now do you understand
the chance I'm taking?

Now listen to me.

Everything,

everything that happened up to now,

outside of a bar-room brawl

to get me into court, was fixed.

That's right, everything was set up.

The break from the
courtroom, your kidnapping,

it was all set up to get me here.

It was arranged.

Arranged with a handful of people.

The deputy,

the deputy that I supposedly killed,

all he has to show for that,

is a powder burn from a blank cartridge.

You didn't see any blood, did you?

Because there wasn't any blood.

I'm gonna take away my hand.

Now, if you scream, I'm dead.

I'm taking a chance now.

I don't believe you.

Okay.

Judge Mollison.

Judge Mollison asked you to
come to court, didn't he?

He even sent a car to
make sure you'd show.

Yes, but you almost killed me.

I had to rough you up, I know.

I had to get away,

but I had to make it look good.

We couldn't organise the entire state.

Now think, Sarah.

The cars with the convenient keys,

everything was set up to
get me here on the inside,

me and Jablonski.

Who are you?

Look, my name is John Talbot.

The only crime I ever committed

was staying over time at a parking meter.

It was rigged.

It was all rigged.

Look, I'm not handcuffed to a bedpost

with Jablonski's gun at my head, am I?

Then what the hell am I doing
here telling you all this?

Why are you?

Because they've killed Jablonski.

I don't understand.

What's going on in this house?

Just listen.

Now your father made what he thought

was a profitable business speculation.

He was using his money for a
stake in a salvage operation.

Only he didn't know Vyland
and the company he keeps.

Look, he's in over his head.

He's in danger, Sarah, and so are you.

Why are you here?

All I can tell you is this.

I've got a job to do.

Now, if I can get through tonight,

I'll need someone that I can trust.

You got to believe that I'm
on the side of the angels.

I'm counting on you.

Huh?

Thanks, friend

Wake up, Mister Talbot.

On your feet.

Where's Jablonski?

We paid him off.

He left.

You do that one more time,

and I'm gonna work you over.

Okay.

Okay, let's get one
thing straight now, kid.

You see, I'm the guy with the answers

out there in the Gulf.

So there's no way you're
gonna use that noise on me.

No way.

Okay, easy does it.

It appears Mr. Talbot is indispensable

for the moment.

It's Vyland.

I think you know what this is.

Yeah, I know what it is.

Either the Fathom or a twin.

That's right.

What about it?

She's here.

Here?

That's one of the
support legs of this rig,

but it happens to be raised
20 feet above sea bed.

The scaph is moored below that.

Some operation here.

It is.

You guys must be after
a pretty big prize.

Now, here's the deal.

You get this Fathom to work for us,

and we'll forget
everything that's happened.

We'll see that you get to South America

with a new passport and
some money in your pocket.

Now what do you say?

Well, I'd say I need a guarantee.

You don't have any choice, Talbot.

All you have to do

is check out the wires

and make sure this thing runs.

Well, I guess I'll...

I guess I'll have to take
a shot at it then, won't I?

Here you carry the tools, will you, Sonny?

Let's take a look at your shiny new toy.

In case you were thinking of leaving us,

Fathom can only be released from up here.

What leave and ruin
our beautiful friendship?

Talbot?

Talbot?

Yeah?

It's five o'clock. What's happening?

You got a lot of problems here.

Look you took Fathom when they
were fitting her out, right?

That's right.

Well, they didn't quite finish.

It's gonna take a little
time to unravel this mess.

Can you fix it?

You've gotta fix it!

Well, who do you plan
on replacing me with?

How long will you need?

I'd say a few hours at least.

All right.

We'll be with Ruthven.

I'm going to...

Talbot needs more time.

It's going well, though.

We'll just have to be patient.

Just where is there to go, Miss Ruthven?

Anywhere where you aren't.

And how are your nerves?

You came into this with
open eyes, Ruthven,

and we're nearly there.

Stay cool, and no harm
will come to any of us.

Where's Vyland?

What's the trouble?

Just get me to him.

There may be a pressure blow down there.

Then we're all out of business.

Come on, man!

I'm gonna kill you, Talbot!

Is there any sign?

No, what's the matter?

Is the storm holding things up?

Ah, they don't mean a thing here.

It changes all the time.

Wind's dropped five knots,

but it could do anything out there.

This wind could blow
for three more minutes

or three more days.

Hey, easy.

You'll start to develop
a taste for violence.

It's not to hard around you.

Car 19 to headquarters.

This is car 19 to headquarters.

Do you read me?

Do you read me? Over.

This is car 19 to headquarters.

Car 19 to headquarters
do you read me? Over.

Car 19,
this is headquarters.

Go ahead.

All systems go.

I've got the Fathom working,

and I'm taking her down now.

No, wait, Talbot,

we can't make it out to
you because of the storm.

We can't get through.

We managed to put four
men aboard this morning,

but it may not be enough.

It's got to be.

I can't stall now.

If they take a roll
call, I've had it. Over.

Look,
you've got to stall.

Maybe when the storm drops,

we'll risk the choppers.

Don't blow it.

You gotta wait.

You must wait!

Now you listen to me.

You wait.

I've waited for this
moment for three years.

For three years I've waited for this.

Hey, thank you.

Thanks for everything.

Royale.

Where is everyone?

I've just been trying to radio you guys.

There's no one up here.

Larry's not here now.

Yeah, so?

So?

Have you made out?

Can you fix it?

All systems go.

Tell Vyland.

Tell him we're ready.

Okay.

You comfortable, Royale?

Sure.

Yellow section.

If everything works,

this should start it.

Engines on.

Are you ready?

Ready.

Release lock.

We have just cleared the leg.

You'd better give me those directions

before we sink into that mud.

Yeah.

"Almost due southwest 222 degrees."

Due southwest 222 degrees.

Keep reading.

When do we get to that chasm?

Pretty soon.

About two-thirds of the way.

Whose calculations are these?

We had an engineer work it all out.

Do we pass him on the way?

Just a minute, friend.

We've gone 330 metres.

Shouldn't we be going down?

Uh-uh, no, not yet.

All we need to do is scrape a coral bank.

One split tank screws up our buoyancy,

and we never come up again.

Then do it your own way.

That's what you're here for.

Thanks.

Go to singles.

362.

363.

365.

366.

Bottom.

Ruthven here.

That's the last of them.

That just leaves the two with Talbot.

Oh, my god.

Look at that.

Just look at that.

Isn't that something?

We're lucky, Royale,

it wasn't scattered all over sea bed.

Worth waiting for?

Worth waiting for.

What we're after, Talbot,

is in the rear cargo area.

There's a door...

On the port side behind the wing.

You know your Dakotas.

Yeah.

Yeah, I know my Dakotas.

It's big, Talbot,

and it's packed in four crates.

Three of gold bars,

one of emerald and uncut diamonds.

Total value, 85 million dollars.

How do you know all this?

What are you doing?

I've just cut of the oxygen.

I've instituted a reverse air flow.

The air is now being sucked out.

In about six minutes,

we start to die.

What are you talking about?

I'm talking about not
being able to breathe.

I'm talking about turning purple.

I'm talking about screaming your lungs out

before your heart stops.

We are not stuck.

You'll never get the right sequence.

What kind of a joke is this.

No joke.

I rewired the circuits.

Wait.

Now, if that's true, you die too.

Yeah, that's right.

Come on, Talbot, I know what you want.

You want a bigger piece of the action.

All right, you've got it!

Thanks.

That shipment was due from Columbia

to the International Monetary Fund.

Payment for arms.

There was a revolution going on,

so the peso was shaky.

Fix the circuits, Talbot.

They hired an obscure airline.

Mine.

You see only that plane never got there

because a few other people
knew what was on that flight.

So they just shot it out of the sky.

Who the hell are you, anyway?

The one on the left is my brother,

and the one on the right is my wife.

And somewhere in there

is a very small boy

three years old

my son.

You see, I've waited for
this moment for three years.

Now I don't believe there have been

five consecutive minutes during that time

that I've ever thought of anything else.

What do you want, Talbot?

What do you want?

I've decided

that I'm gonna stay here

with some people,

with some people that I love.

I don't like the idea of
you two being here with me,

but, you see, in a way,
it's kind of appropriate.

The killers and the victims
all together in the end.

You crazy son of a bitch,
you're out of your mind.

I asked you what do you want!

Now what the hell do you want?

What do you want?

We're stuck here

forever.

What was that?

Air pollution warning.

It's gonna get a little painful now.

Who's the man in charge?

Who's responsible for
shooting down that plane?

Is...

Is that the deal?

If I tell you,

will you turn on the oxygen?

Talk.

I can feel my throat and lungs

starting to hurt a little now.

You can probably feel yours.

The blue is starting under your eyes.

Look at your hands, Vyland.

They're turning blue.

Royale.

All right, Talbot.

All right.

I did it.

It was me.

Now turn on the oxygen.

I did it.

Turn on the oxygen.

Who killed Jablonski?

I told you I did it.

Now turn on the oxygen, Talbot!

Who killed Jablonski?

Tell him.

Tell him for Christ's sake.

Royale, tell him.

I tell him nothing.

Tell him!

Tell him!

Look out the window, Talbot.

Those are just bones out there not people.

What do you wanna do?

Bury yourself with them?

That won't bring them back.

The millions of dollars.

Talbot.

Millions.

Tell him. Tell him.

Tell him!

You've got 30.

Thirty seconds.

Nothing.

Talk.

Say it.

I killed.

Killed.

I killed!

I killed.

I'm coming up.

I'm coming up.