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70,000 dollars for this car,
and they put in

a piece of shit for a CD player.

Son of a bitch!

Great. Goddamn it.

Merry fucking Christmas!

I come in peace.

Right. Sergeant Hawkins,
evidence room J-38.

38. Terrific.

Thanks.

Hey, how are you doing?

Sergeant Hawkins,
please report to room J-38.

Sergeant Hawkins, room J-38.

Yeah?

Hello?

What seems to be the
problem here, officer?

- Hi.
- Hi.

Sign there.

Must be some party.

Pardon me, officer?

Just a joke.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Better hurry.

What do you mean, man?

That was clockwork.

- Better hurry.
- That was fucking clockwork.

Jesus Christ! What
the fuck was that?

- A little insurance.
- What the hell for?

No witnesses.

When I told them their
organization was simply

not cost-effecfive,
they didn't listen,

so I felt the only way
to exploit my talents

was to branch out on my own.

Mr...

- Davis.
- Davis!

Davis, Davis, that's right.

Jeff Davis. My point is this.

Much like yourself, I'm sure,

at an early age i
envisioned that my educafion

would be my saving grace,

give me that, uh,
necessary edge. Here.

Lef me give you
just one exemple.

I sensed a problem
the minute I realized

that MBAs were rapidly
becoming a devalued commodity.

I got right back into Princeton,

I picked up a second master's
in internatlonal banking,

which I suppose is the field...

what's with all
the extra muscle?

Evening, Mr. Manning.

Just think of them as couriers.

Yeah, right. Let's
see what you got.

Come on, guys.

Education.

- It's really so important.
- Come on.

- Can I j ust cal I you Jeff?
- Yeah. Well, whatever.

Come on. Come on!

Wifhout a college degree,

and I'm talking about
a masters, at least,

a guy could become desperate.

Might have to join the army.

Turn to a life of crime.?

Or become a cop!

Why don't we just cut the crap,
man, and get down to business?

What university did you attend?

The university of suck my dick.

Party time.

I love this shit.

Perfect.

- How you folks doing?
- Hi.

Money! Money! Money!

Okay, okay, okay!

Now is this deal
going down or what?

Whatever you say.

Shut up, shut up!

Lights out, fatso!

The switch is in the back!

Fuck that!

Shit.

Keep talking, guys.

God damn it!

There's money!

Shut up, shut up!

Shut up, shut up!

Actually, you're Turner, right?

Detective Ray Turner?

You got the money,
Buzz? You done?

Buzz?

You're not Buzz.

And you're not very smart.

You cops think you're so smart.

You ought to know better than to
mess with me and my White Boys.

Drop it.

We've been on to your
pathetic charade for a week.

I said drop it!

What the fuck is he
talking about, huh?

Smile, Ray.

Drop it now!

Fuck you.

Pack it up, gentlemen.

Yes, sir.

Who set this up anyway?

I don't know, sir.

If it was Warren, he
should know better.

At least now there's
one less cop in the world.

You boys be sure to pick
up every grain of that heroin.

Out the back.

Yes, sir, Mr. Manning. Let's go!

Come on.

I come in peace.

What the fuck...

Merry Christmas.
Keep an eye on him.

You bet.

Son of a bitch!

Ray!

Ray!

Ray!

Ray!

Come on, man! Come on!

Come on!

Shit!

I'm gonna kill him!

I'm gonna fuckin'
tear his face off!

That faggot!

We got confirmation on the
federal warehouse explosion.

Nine dead and at least
half a dozen others injured.

Lovely.

Would you give us
some information.?

- Hi, Diane.
- Hi.

- What's going on?
- It's a slaughterhouse.

Looks like the White Boys
went through a Cuisinart.

Jesus, what the hell happened?

Five dead.

Nobody saw or heard anything.

That's nothin' new
for this part of town.

Caine was the first one
on the scene at 11:32,

but he didn't see
anything either.

Jack, I'm sorry about Turner.

I really am.

I'm so pissed off, I could throw
you through a God damn window!

But I'm not gonna
do that right now.

This is not the time.

This is not the time to break
your fucking neck either!

I know how you
must feel about Ray.

What about Victor
Manning? What about him?

He killed my God damn partner!

Don't push me, Jack.

You disappeared for eight days.

Not even a week, which
maybe I could understand.,

but eight fuckin' days!

On top of all that,
you've got to answer

for the stolen heroin,
plus the 500 grand!

Captain Malone?

There's somebody
here to see you.

Oh, great. Feds.

Their warehouse blows
and they figure they got

jurisdiction over the
whole fucking town!

Tell them...

just tell them I'll be
right there, okay?

Yes, sir.

Right, you're off it.

You've got eight
weeks vacation coming.

Take it. All of it.

Is that an order?

No, worse.

Promise me.

Caine, you're the
only man I know

who'd rather die
than break his word,

So, promise me,
and that's an order.

I want Manning.

Take the vacation or
I'll make it permanent.!

Fine.

Good.

Oh, and, uh, if I were you,

I'd take a little time and
patch up my personal life too.

Detective Caine,

this is Agent
Switzer of the FBI.

He'd like to ask
you a few questions.

In private.

Do you know what
I do, detective?

I know things.

That's all, it's my whole job.

To know things
before anyone else.

So?

I know you were
after Victor Manning.

I also know that these
are no ordinary murders.

Three well armed men
had their throats cut

before they could even
draw their weapons.

Now, who could
possibly move that fast?

Not who. What.

I've seen a lot of knife wounds,

but Manning's boys were
killed by something else.

Something different.

Do you think the weapon's a key?

Yes, I do.

You wouldn't happen to
know where I could locate your

Mr. Manning, would you?
I'd like a word with him.

Look, I'd like to help,

but I was just put on vacation.

Or, uh, didn't you know that?

Put Caine back on the case.

Like hell I will.

I'd have to make one
phone call, just one.

You don't want that.

Well, Caine can't,

he's going on vacation.

Isn't that right, Caine?

Well, I said I'd go,
I didn't say when.

Fine, you heard
him, you're on it.

Good.

I'll send his partner over
from the Bureau tomorrow.

Partner?

- Partner.
- Caine, meet Special Agent Smith.

- You're kidding, right?
- Cool it, Caine.

I can handle this, Captain.

Excuse me, Mr. Caine.

I'm the youngest man ever to
reach my rank at the Bureau.

And I make twice
as much as you do

and it's for a good reason. So,
don't even start that shit with me.

You are kidding.

You may not be accustomed to working
on a case under federal jurisdiction,

so Commander Switzer has asked me to
lay out some parameters for you cooperation

Parameters?

Yes, Parameters are
sort of general guidelines...

I know what the word means.

Well, good.

We will report to Inspector
Switzer daily. That means every day.

There will be no
strange disappearances

- Not for a week.
- Eight days.

Not for a minute.

- Are we in agreement here?
- Do you think you can tell me...

I know that I can
come in here...

Excuse me, Captain
, the coroner's here.

Thanks, Dee, send her in.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Okay, Diane, what did ballistics
have to say about the murder weapon?

Whatever it was, it was
razor thin and razor sharp.

It made a deep, straight incision I'd
have trouble making with a scalpel.

Well, how do you explain that?

I can't.

Diane? Can I...

Look, I feel bad about
Ray. As bad as you do.

But eight days, Jack,
and not even a phone call.

Would you stop and
listen for a second?

I don't want to hear it!

Hey, I like abuse as
much as the next girl.

But this time, when
you had me wondering

whether you were dead or alive,

I was kind of rooting for dead.

You know what I mean?

Diane... hey!

Pretty healthy relationship
you've got there.

That's one.

Okay, number one on my list.

- We're going to the crime scene.
- You drive.

I think we should read
the coroner's report first.

Let me tell you something.

"Exploit experts. Their
expertise is essential."

That's a quote, Page 35
from the Switzer manual.

He happens to be
a very brilliant man

and you could
learn a lot from him.

Oh, yeah? Can we go now,

or does Switzer have
some other tips for me?

Well, yeah, now
that you mention it.

Uh, you sure you want to
go with that particular look?

I think you should give it some
thought because external things

are very important.

They tell people who you
are. You know what I mean?

In that case, maybe you
should ride in the trunk.

Christmas. Big deal.

Hmm.

Holy shit!

What the hell are you doing?

What does it look
like I'm doing?

I'm observing, I'm taking notes.

Really? You know,

the problem with most police work
is you become emotionally involved,

you can't think rationally.

This way I can stay objective,

achieve a little distance.

You want distance? why
don't you stand over there.

By the body.

So, it's all, um, clinical,
huh? What about instinct?

No such thing.

Instinct is just a set of
learned responses. That's it.

I've studied what to do
in almost any situation.

Something happens, I'm ready.

I'm ready for anything.

Go downstairs.

Is there a point
to all this or what?

Downstairs.

Jesus Christ.!

So, Agent Smith,

what happens when you, uh, run
into something completely new?

I really wouldn't know,
it hasn't happened yet.

You're stuck now?

Yeah, maybe.

- How about you?
- Yep.

So, what do you do?

I follow my instincts.

Oh, God damn, worthless,
leg-humpin' piece a shit dog!

Dexter!

Dexter! Time to eat!

Dexter?

Who's out there?

Miserable, low-life,
pinko, scum, shit bastard!

Oh, now I'm
supposed to be scared?

Fuckin' greedy, asshole,
burglar, shithead!

I come in peace.

What the hell are
we doing in a bar?

I don't drink on duty.

It's hardly procedure.

So, proceed home.
I can think here.

What are you talking about?
How can you think here?

All the blood's leaving my head.

- My old pal, Boner.
- Shit!

What do you know?

Come on.

Kiss that C good-bye, Slick.

Shit!

I think something's wrong
with your ball, Boner.

Hey, hey, hell!

Where's Victor Manning?

Who gives a shit?

My Partner. He's dead.

Hey, hey, no touchy.

I want you and your boyfriend
to tell me who killed him.

You drop that, Please.

Okay now, Boner,
who killed my partner?

Who's got the drugs?

The fuckin' Martians.
That's who's got it.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah, because

it sure ain't on the street.

You know, the White Boys
thinks you cops did it, Caine.

I swear it's the
truth, the truth.

If I knew something,
Caine, I'd tell ya.

Uh -huh.

All right, beat it,
Boner. You, too.

So that's why we came here, huh?

To Pump Boner.

Nice technique, it's very legal.

And, uh, you got
so much out of him.

You know?

I told you before, Smith.

I came here to think.

So, what if the
weapon wasn't a blade

but a projectile,
like a cue ball?

- Cue ball, huh?
- Watch, watch.

It cuts this guy.

Yeah.

- Then it cuts th is guy over here.
- Yeah.

Ricochets off him...

hits the wall over here,

then hits here,

then cuts th is guy.

Ends up somewhere over here.

So, we're still looking
for your cue ball,

is that it?

That's the murder weapon, huh?

Shit.

Shit.

- Don't touch it again.
- Relax, I know what I'm doing.

Get down!

Now, that's a murder weapon.

Hey, look up there.

Procedures, procedures.
You're still going on report

for your mistreatment of Boner.

Terrific, pull over
here on the right.

- All right, see you tomorrow.
- See ya.

Hey, hey, where do
you think you're going?

Inside.

Hey!

The Switzer Manual, page 11. "Evidence must
be Presented within a timely framework."

Yeah that's great.

But I got a friend at the
university I want to show It to first.

Oh, at the university?
What is he? Is he a scientist?

No, he's a cheerleader.

He's not authorized personnel. I'm
not going to allow it, God damn it. I...

Whoa...

Nice place.

That's a very nice
safe place for that.

Uh huh. Do you want some wine?

What?

Wine.

Maybe.

Interesting painting.

You like it?

Yeah, well you
know, it's really, uh...

- Big.
- Right.

I guess I didn't exactly
figure you right, huh?

Guess not, Smith.

I want that disc.

Let's be honest. This is just a case
to you. To me, it's more. Much more.

If you try to take this disc, I'm
gonna hit you very, very hard.

Here. Thank you so much.

Let me ask you something.
Why don't you like me?

And I honestly don't
give a shit, but I'm curious.

Is it because I'm more
successful, huh, is that it?

Exactly.

I thought so.

Not bad.

I'll pick you up at 7:00.

I, um...

I wanted to apologize.

Diane...

You done?

Yeah.

Jack,

promise me something.

What?

Promise to remember my birthday,

Or promise to come and
visit my mother with me.

I don't care what it is, just promise me
something like you do everybody else.

Can you do that?

I don't know who
pisses me off more,

you for doing this
or me for letting you.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Either you're Santa
Claus or your dead, pal!

It's me, it's me, God
damn it, don't shoot!

What the hell are
you doing here?

I came to pick you up and the God
damn door was open, so I came in.

I think you've been robbed.

You FBI guys don't
miss a thing, do you?

No, we don't. There were
more murders last night.

- Now, where's the disc?
- I left it with a friend last night.

- A friend, huh?
- Yeah.

Thank God.

And you just got here, huh?

Yes, of course I
just got here, huh.

Why? What are you trying to say?

Nothing.

Stop It! Oh, my god!

Take some coffee, guys.

I'll be right with you.

Thanks.

I got to relax.

Extra caffeine.

Lousy American coffee couldn't
keep a hamster up at night.

Who's the suit?

Oh, Smith, here, he's
a real live FBI agent.

Caine, are you nuts?

Relax, Doctor Bruce, I'm not..
. Bruce, I'm not here for that.

Every thing I have
in here is essential

- to my research.
- I believe you.

Sure, sure, you feds are all alike.
You're just like that tribe in Africa.

The one that always says the
opposite of what they really mean.

”Welcome to our
village, ” they say.

And then they kill you!

Hey, you've got
nothing to worry about!

See? See?

Relax, calm down Bruce.
Tell us about the disc.

Okay.

Jesus Christ, be
careful will ya?

Relax, G-man.

In a field completely void of charge like
the one I've created, it simply hovers.

In simplest terms,
it's a magnet.

The most powerful self-contained
electromagnet I have ever seen.

And like any magnet, it can
be attracted to other magnets

of reverse Polarity.

That's why it stuck to
the speaker magnet.

It can be programmed to use other
magnetic forces as a means of propulsion.

You can use any
frequency you want.

So, how's it used as a weapon?

The human body carries a
small electrical charge, right?

You tune the disc to
the charge and then...

Flat head's basically correct. It's
like turning your radio dial to K-I-L-L.

The technology is incredible!
I need more time to study it.

- Fine, keep it, we'll be back.
- Forget It, you had your chance.

I'm taking that thing
to Switzer right now.

Are you crazy, the God damn
thing almost took my head off twice

and I'm know what I'm
doing! You can't take it.

Oh really, I can't take it?

You wouldn't get 10 feet.

Let him finish, and then
you can take it to Switzer.

Eh, yeah, fine... fine.

Hide it! You got it!

Three more like him
came in last night.

What makes you think
they're related to our case?

Cause of death.

Massive heroin overdose. And
this guy was no addict. Look.

It's definitely
not self-induced.

- Was it the fed's heroin?
- I think so.

The potency was incredible.

Your psycho stole a lot
of heroin to kill people with.

Why? I mean... why
would he do that?

People do a lot of sick
things to each other.

What about the bullet hole?

Oh, it's not a bullet hole.

What is it?

I'm about to find out. Do
you want to stick around.

No, no, thanks, I'll pass.

I'm just going to make a...
a phone call or something.

Sorry!

Dr. Schaeffer, pathology.

Dr. Schaeffer, pathology.

Come on.

I'll call you back, sir.

- It got kind of stuffy in there, you know?
- Caine!

Here.

This came for you
about an hour ago.

Thanks.

What's with you two, anyway?
Kind of a love-hate thing?

More a hate-hate thing.

What's that?

"Dear Caine, having
a great time in Rio.

"Wish you were dead
. Love, Victor Manning.

"P.S. I told Warren
to look you up."

Who's Warren?

Will you look at
that bastard smiling?

He kills my partner then
goes to Rio for Christmas.

So, who's Warren?

Manning's partner, head of the
White Boys. Yuppie criminals.

I've been after this
guy for two years now.

Where are we going, anyway?

We're going to see
Warren before he sees us.

Okay.

What did you
say? I said, "Okay."

Oh, shit!

How well do you know
this neighborhood?

A little.

Let me drive.

No, unh-uh, no way,
it's my car, I'm driving.

Really? Well, there are two members
of the White Boys following us.

Come on, let me take the wheel.

I said I'm driving.

On second thought, you go ahead.

Turn right.

God damn it! Come
on, what are you doing?

Shortcut. You
ever hear of those?

Let's stop fuckin' around
and get some back up in here!

I know what I'm doing.

Shit. Where'd you get that?

Christmas Present
from my mother.

Look out!

Caine, come on! We're not
gonna play chicken, are we?

- Last thing a White Boy wants...
- Caine, Caine!

...Is a scratch in his car!

I got 'em!

Son of a bitch!

That's it!

Warren's a dead man.

Where are we? Is this Warren's?

Yep.

We have to follow procedure,
Caine, don't you realize that?

We have to go back
and get a warrant.

Now!

Nope. Now I don't care.

Goddamn it!

Hey...

Shit!

Next.

Alex.

What's the latest
on the IBO in transit?

- Not here. The carpet!
- Sorry!

Guns on the table.

Come on, boys!

Do it!

All right, now get up.

I said get up!

Okay, Warren, now you
and I are gonna have a talk.

Nice to see you again, Caine.

Just sit down, Warren.

You shouldn't have come here.

Victor didn't want to
go to Rio 'til next month.

Place is packed.

He had to fly coach!

I didn't kill your boys, Warren.

Bullshit!

You're after the wrong guy.

For some reason, you
cops have called a drug war.

What, did we forget a
payment or something?

Our sales in the last three days
have gone straight into the crapper.

I mean, we could be talkin'
no bonuses this quarter.

Drug war?

What the fuck are you
talkin' about, drug war?

Why, why, why am I
even talkin' to this cop?

'Cause you're gonna kill him!

Oh, right.

Nothin' personal,
Caine. Just business.

You're forgetting
who's got the gun.

Oh, I think I can come
up with some leverage.

All right, Caine, you've
got two things to consider.

Come on, man, move It!

One, Victor wanted you dead
by the close of business today.

Two.

We have a drop to make.

I ought to call it off, but we
have a serious cash flow problem.

So, you're going
to do it for me.

If anybody's gonna be killed, I
guess it's just gonna have to be you.

Forget it.

Oh, you'll do it.

Or else you'll start to get a very
bad reputation for losing partners.

You understand the drill, right?

Just give it to me.

No mistakes, pal.

Hope you guys understand
you're in a lot of trouble.

Yes, sir, what can I do for you?

Don't be foolish.

Tell the White
Boys to kiss my ass.

Come on!

What the fuck was that? What
happened, goddamn it, what happened?

Who was that?

What's going on, goddamn it?

Just shut up and let me think!

Who's this?

You're gonna tell me what
happened out there and right now.

Just wait here, we'll go
back for the disc later.

Oh, fine, fine, you go right ahead
and take your time, you know?

And don't worry about me, I'm just here
at your goddamn beck and call! Okay?

- Mmm-hmm. I think so. Yeah.
- Maybe.

Excuse me, young
lady, emergency call, FBI.

You're not gonna believe
what just happened!

Thank you. Do you
have change for a dollar?

Hmm. I always thought I'd
be the one to wring your neck.

Cute. You wanna
answer my question?

Yeah. Roughly speaking,

Heroin stimulates the
pituitary to make endorphins.

Endorphins are a hormone that
create an incredible sense of well being.

Nature's ecstasy.

So if you shot somebody
uP, drilled a hole, and...

Theoretically, you'd have your
hands on a nearly perfect drug.

One ounce would be
enough for a thousand doses.

Why theoretically?

Well, there's no way
in the world to do it.

Nobody has anything like the technology
to preserve or administer the stuff.

Not yet, anyway.

Let me run it down for you again,
operator. I want to place a collect call.

Okay. No, no, a collect call.

Hey.

You're gonna think
I'm crazy, but...

Oh, no, no, don't let that stop
you. It hasn't yet, you know.

I think we're dealing with
aliens and not from Mexico.

There are two of them.

One's the killer and I think
the other one's on our side.

Let me tell you something.

You work very hard.

Your mind and body require
rest or they break down.

It's only natural.

I need you to listen to me.

You need a psychiatrist, Jack.

Look, somebody
had to be the first.

The first what, huh? The
first person to see aliens?

Huh?

You don't have any Proof.
No one's gonna believe It.

I got the disc.

Come on.

Bruce?

Jesus!

What happened?

What do you think happened?

The bastards stole the disc.

Your pal! I knew something
like this was going to happen.

Goddamn it!

I tried to lie. I swear
it. They knew I had it.

Are you all right?

I feel like I look.

You look like shit.

Look who's talking.

Do you know who they were?

I don't know.

Troglodytes with bad haircuts.

Looked like you, actually.

Why don't you shut up.?

Terrific, it's our one piece
of evidence and it's gone.

What are you looking at?

We're going to Malone.

It's you're career,
you go ahead.

What are you going to do, tell him we're
fighting drug dealers from outer space?

Huh?

No shit, man, he had to
be at least seven feet tall.

I saw him about two
blocks down the street.

Yeah, sure you did. Last week you saw
Jimi Hendrix at the Laundromat, remember?

Right, with a drier
full of tie-dyed shirts.

Man, no shit, there's a crazy
motherfucker runnin' around the place.

Don't you all ever
read the news? Oh, shit!

Hey, just stay cool.

That's him, that's the guy.

Hey!

I come in peace.!

Yeah, sure you do, tall guy.
What are you a politician?

Hey, leave him alone!

Shit, what the fuck
are you doin', man?

- You're gonna back me up on this, right?
- Absolutely.

- Promise?
- No Problem.

Say what?

I agree with you, sir. I
agree with you 100 Percent.

I think Detective Caine
is jumping to conclusions.

You spineless son of a bitch.!

- You do this to test me, Jack?
- It's true!

Well then bring me some proof!

What about that disc
you say you found?

Somebody stole it.

- Yeah, sure.
- Might be Switzer.

Malone here. Yeah.

What? Where?

How many?

Yeah.

Your boy just killed two more
people at a downtown market.

This time we have a witness.

Dee, tell Harper, Borland, and Mulroney
to meet me at this address, right now.

Thanks! I've got a
career to think about.

I can't afford to start telling
stories about goddamn spacemen.

If you can't helP, just
stay the hell out of my way!

- Inspector Switzer says...
- That's two!

How many do I get?

- Why can't you understand this is federal...
- Because I'm the God damn coroner,

that's why.

If I don't count as authorized
personnel, I don't know who does!

I can't helP you. I'm sorry.

- I don't want you to helP me.
- I can't helP you.

Jesus, why am I talkin to
you? You're Neanderthal.

Hey! There's no
reason to get personal.

What's going on here?

Oh, Jack, thank
god! This, this...

Asshole?

Thank you. This
asshole won't let me in.

There are corpses in there.

Reports are being made out in
my name and I can't see the bodies.

Detective Caine.

- The crime scene has been sealed.
- Who sealed it?

I'll handle this, please. What
seems to be the Problem?

Smith, FBI.

Look, you can all
put your wallets away.

I don't care if you got the gold
card, you're not gettin' in there.

I think we are.

Oh, I think not.

Come on.

Hey, Frank, what the
hell is going on here?

I don't know! They got
the Place completely...

I thought you were
a big-shot FBI guy.

Come on, don't give me any shit.
I've never seen those guys before!

Isn't that your boss?

Yeah.

I'd like to talk to
that guy right there.

Inspector Switzer!

Oh, it's okay, let him through.

What the hell's goin' on here? Where's
that witness you were talking about?

There is no witness.
Now, listen to me, don't talk.

- What...
- Don't talk, just listen.

It's all taken care of.

This case is closed
. As of this moment,

you are officially on
vacation. Now beat it!

What does that
mean, "taken care of"?

It means It's not our
problem anymore.

Get out of here!

Excuse me. Diane?

Come here for a second.

I've been Put on vacation.

How about taking a trip?

What?

A long one, just you and me.
Someplace we never heard of.

What about my job, Jack?

Take a vacation, too!

I can't.

Then quit, look at this!

Don't tempt me,
Jack, I'll do it.

Good.

You go home, pack, then
pick me up at my place.

Are you serious about this?

I promise. Cross my heart!

Jack, mess with me on this one and
I'll have your lungs filled with water.

Hey.

Hey!

What's the matter, aren't
we friends anymore, huh?

Well, I guess that's it, huh?

What did Switzer tell you?

- Just about the whole story.
- Bullshit.

Hey, I know what I
need to know. Okay?

All right, that's three!

Do you know the difference
between you and me?

You don't fuckin' care.

You just want to please.

Fuck you! I do my job! I do what I'm
asked to do and I respect my superiors!

That's the difference
between you and me.

I'm a team Player.

Well, your team sucks.

Holy shit!

He must be stopped.

You've got some set
of balls, you know that?

Give us a second, will ya?

I never, ever want to work
with you again as long as I...

Holy shit!

Calm down! He's the
one I told you about.

Look! Look!

He's on our side.

Let's get the hell outta here.

Holy shit.

Oh, man, he's bleeding.

Who are you?

An officer of the law, like you.

Oh, he speaks English, huh?

Stop him.

What does he want?

Barcy, a priceless drug.

Where I'm from.

Rare and illegal. What
you call endorphins.

Dealer, just a lousy dealer.

I don't believe any
of this is happening.

He'll kill your people by the
thousands to get it cheaply..

Where did you say you were from?

Stop him!

If he returns, others will come.

It will be a slaughter.

He's at the storage place.

Destroy it!

Near a waterway.

It could be the
Fletcher building.

You must promise me.

Promise me.

I promise.

At least we have
something now, you know?

- What?
- His body.

We've got proof.

Shit! Goddamn it! I got It. I
got it. Nothing much of hlm left.

Jesus Christ! Did you see that?

Did I see it? It almost burned
my fucking face off, man.

- You all right?
- I'm all right, I'm all right.

I'm all right. I got it!

I got his weapon.

Great. That's our proof.

All we gotta do is
take it to Malone and...

Wait a second. Inspector
Switzer has to be informed.

He has to see it first.

Forget Switzer! You
want to stop this thing?

You think Malone's
gonna do it? Huh?

You're dreaming! I'm taking
this to Switzer. He'll stop it.

No, he won't. Switzer is a liar.

He'll tell you one thing,
he means another.

Pretty soon he'll feed
you that old line about

breaking eggs to make an
omelet. Can't you see that?

Now, give me the gun.

No.

What do you mean, no? Come on!

I said no!

Sorry, Jack. I'll use it.

You stupid fuck!

You've been a pain in the
ass since this thing started.

I'm sorry you feel that way.

I'm taking this to Switzer.
I'm just doing my job.

Are you?

We're the good guys, Jack.

Somewhere along the
line you just forgot that.

Know what I mean?

You okay?

Yeah.

Good.

Don't worry, you
did the right thing.

You did a fantastic job
and your record'll reflect that.

First a disc, and now this.

What happens now, sir?

I mean, I was wondering how this
was going to be handled, you know.

Larry, I'm surprised at you
asking so many questions.

Been around Caine
too much, I guess.

No.

Well, suffice it to say that

this will be applied
to the national interest.

Well, that's, that's something I,
I wanted to talk to you about, sir.

I won't ask you to remove Caine.
You've done enough work on this one.

Remove him? What
are you talking about?

Don't be naive.

The military benefits of a successful
contact with this alien are enormous

and can not be compromised by somebody
like Caine, who just wants to kill it!

As far as you're concerned,
this case is closed.

This alien's killing people.

Can't make an omelet
without breaking a few eggs.

Don't worry.

You get used to
this kind of work.

Trust me.

Never trust nobody.

Caine manual, page
one, chapter one.

Thanks for helping
me out back there.

Forget it.

You want to quit?

No.

No.

I'm kinda used to
following procedure.

You know?

Right now, I think
we should just...

kick some ass.

Why did you follow me, anyway?

Instinct.

You know how to use that gun?

Yeah, sure. It's just a gun.

Oh, fuck!

Hey, look.

What?

Where you going?

Look at th is shit.

Ow! God damn it!

We're too late.

We missed him.

No, no, no, get out!
I got him, I got him!

Shit!

Shit!

Go, go, go, go, go!

Come on!

- You okay?
- Yeah, yeah.

- G Ive me that!
- No, I'll get it, I'll get it.

Damn it, it's stuck! Come on.

Come on.

Get back! Get back!

Yeah, take that, you
miserable son of a...

bitch.

Run!

I got it! I got It!

Oh!

- You all right?
- Did I hit him?

- I think I got him.
- I think so.

Where's that big son of a bitch?

Hell of a recoil, huh?

This baby can do some damage.

Where is he?

I don't know.

What is that? What is that?

Looks like we've
got what he came for.

It's the endorphins.

Lucky son of a bitch. Ow! Ow!

One clear shot, man,
that's all I needed.

One clear shot and that big, ugly
bastard would have been history.

- What are you doing?
- I got an idea.

What idea?

He wants his stuff, and we
don't want to invite him here.

What do you mean? Where?

Somewhere I can give
you your one clear shot.

You got a jacket in there
or something for me?

I thought you didn't
like my clothes.

Thanks.

We might need this.

Hey, it fits!

It should, it was
mine when I was 12.

Thank you.

Bring the spacegun,
we're outta here.

- Oh!
- Diane?

Jack, quit screwing
around, I'm already packed.

God, Diane!

Diane?

- Yeah, Diane.
- Uh, what's going on?

You've got to go home. Come on.

I thought we were
going on vacation!

Well, something came up.

God damn it, Jack, I just quit
my job! Do you understand that?

I know, I know. I can explain.

Careful, Caine. Don't let
her get the upper hand.

Jack, I wish you'd just tell
me what the hell is going on!

Christ, who the hell is that?

You fucked up, Caine!

Oh, shit, not now.

Where's the money?

That's it. These
guys are level two.

Throw down your weapons. Now!

I'm still waiting
for an explanation.

It's getting kind of
complicated, stay down.

I said drop 'em!

Fuck you!

Come on, let's get outta here!

What the fuck?

Who the hell is that?

- Come on, get in the car.
- Go, go, go, get in.

Start the car! Start the car!

Go!

17 We proceeding north
on Grand. I need backup.

I'm being pursued
by a blue and white!

Who is that guy?

Some asshole from outer space.

Yeah, but there's nothing
to worry about. I've got this.

Oh, I see, a spacegun!

So, you guys are
right on top of things.

Look out!

Get back on the street!
Get back on the street!

Stay on the sidewalk!
Stay on the sidewalk!

Jack!

Oh shit!

Get out of the way!
Get out of the way!

Get out of the way! Be careful!

You in the police car,

move your vehicle
over immediately!

You are driving a police
vehicle without authorization.

Pull it over, now!

Aw, shit! He's still with us!

I'm gonna toast this clown!

Oh, yeah!

Oh, shit!

Upstairs?

Yeah.

Jack.

Keep moving,
Smith, up that ladder.

All right, up there, Smith.
Your one clear shot.

I'm right behind you, hurry!

There he is, there he is. Okay,
let's push this all the way to four.

Come on! Come on!

He's going for it.

No!

Lights out.

Fuck! It's empty.

Smith, it's empty! Come
on, let's get outta here!

Get outta here! Come on!

Move, move, move!

Move, move! Go, go, go!

Diane!

- What are you doing? Come on! Come on!
- Please, Jack!

Get the hell outta here!

Come on, let's go! Move it!

That's good! Come on, let's go!

Watch your step.

Hold it!

Let her go!

I said let her go!

Ah!

I win!

Fuck you, spaceman!

Smith!

Smith!

God, are you all right?

Let me at him.

I come in peace.

And you go in pieces, asshole.

Jack!

Come on!

Hell of a night, huh?

Yeah. Ow! Ow!

Glad I softened him up for you.

Yeah, nice work, Smith.

What the hell is your
first name, anyway?

- Atwood.
- What?

Atwood. My friends
call me Larry.

Uh-huh, nice work, Smith.

Can we please go
on vacation now?

I promised, didn't I?

Where are we going, anyway?

Well, I was thinkin' of Rio.

No, no, no.

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