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Honey, I'm home.

Roger that.

Copy at the boat house.

Right on time.

Faisil, get your butt in here.
Harry's inside.

Yeah, yeah.
I'm coming. I'm coming.

Hey, were you born in a barn?

Whorehouse.

Uh-huh.

All right.

You got your fur coat razor blade there

and a bunch of guys with guns.

Hmm.

I'm switching to subvocal now.

Check, check.

- Check. Check.
- It's Talkradio.

-You're on the arr.
-Check.

All right, that guard nearest
to you is moving away.

He's at the service door.

He's inside.

What is this?

This needs more garlic.

Are you making food for your dog?

Get rid of this stuff!

Quickly!

How are you?

So good to see you.

All right, have you seen Khaled yet?

Yep. There he is.

How come billionaires are always short?

Jamal...

Excuse me.

Colonel, how are you?
It's so good to see you again.

Yes, it's been a long time.

Terrific.

Who was that guy?

Could you hold this for a second?
Thanks.

Okay,
you should be crossing the main foyer

heading for the stairs.

Mm-hmm.

Okay, keep moving. Keep moving.

I'm in the library,
and I'm heading out

to the second floor balcony.

Modem in place.

Transmitting now.

Affirmatory.

It's a good hook-up.

These are encrypted files, guys.
It's gonna take me just a few minutes.

Uh-huh. I got your password.

Where's the john?

I have to take a major leak.

Downstairs, to the left.

Magnificent, isn't it?

Yes, quite.

I thought I knew
most of Khaled's friends,

but I don't believe I've met you before.

No, we haven't met
because I certainly would remember.

Renquist, Harry Renquist.

Juno Skinner.

Juno Skinner.

Juno Skinner.

Come on. Come on.

Juno Skinner,
arts and antiquities dealer,

specialising in ancient Persia.

This is Persian, if I'm not mistaken.

Very good.

-Sixth century B.C., to be exact.
-Hmm.

Do you like the period?

Oh, I adore it.

Alarm! Alarm!

Harry, we got a problem.

Guards are going ape-shit down there.

Acquired most
of these pieces for Jamal.

Do you tango?

Mmm. Oh!

Tango?

Harry? Harry?

You do not have time to tango, buddy.

You copy?

All right, Harry, don't be stopping
to smell the roses now.

You hear me?
You got to get out of there.

Yes! Files are unlocked!

Fast Faisil strikes again.

I'm in. I'm down, baby.

I got my hand up her dress,
and I am going--

Just copy the goddamn files, okay.

Ahhh!

Wow. And I thought this was just gonna
be another bunch of boring bankers

and oil billionaires.

Harry, seconds count, buddy.

Ditch the bitch.

Unfortunately, I have to leave.

I have a plane to catch.

Oh.

Well...

...call me sometime.

My offices are in Rome.

I would like that.

Son of a bitch is with her two minutes,
and she's ready to bear his children.

All right, twinkle toes,
what's your exit strategy?

I'm gonna walk right out
of the front gate.

Ballsy. Stupid but ballsy.

Sir?

May I see your invitation, please?

Sure.

Here's my invitation.

Aw, shit. Here we go.

Slight change in plans.

Halt!

Go!

Stay.

We're en route
to the roller rendezvous point.

I repeat, back-up rendezvous point.

Watch it! Watch it!

It's called ice,

and it gets a little slick.

Harry, do you copy? Whoa!

I got it.

Shit!

Whoops!

Oh my God.

Whoa! I got it. I got it. I got it.

- There he is!
- Shit!

Hi, guys.

Oh yeah, that worked good.

Right out the old front gate.

Can you lean back a second?

Let's go.

We can still make our flight.

All right,
that's it for Mr Renquist.

Okay, go.

All right,
we got Harry Tasker billfold,

Harry Tasker passport,

ticket stub,

hotel bill, Tasker.

I got two postcards here from Geneva.

Got some house keys right there,

and I've got a souvenir
Swiss snowing village.

-What's that for?
-It's for Dana, stupe.

You know, bring your kid home a gift.
You know, the dad thing. That's right.

-Nice touch.
-Yeah.

All right, pick me up tomorrow at 8:00.

Will do.

The debriefing is at ten-hundred.

Mm-hmm.

-See you at 8:00.
-Okay.

-Bye.
-Hey, Harry.

Did you forget something?

Oh.

What a team.

All right. Sleep fast, buddy.

Hi, honey.

How was your flight?

Oh, it was fine.

Good.

Brought you a little gift
from Switzerland.

Snowy village.

Wow. Thanks, Dad.

I've never had one of these.

You're welcome.

Hey, you're late for school.
You better get going.

Don't forget to feed Gizmo.

Okay.

It's pretty lame.

- I'm late.
- Yeah, me, too.

How'd it go at the convention?

Did you make all the other
salesmen jealous?

Oh, it was fantastic.
You wouldn't believe it.

You should have been there.
We were the big hit of the show.

We did new model ordering system,
the 680 I told you about.

I can write up an order

and immediately as soon
as the customer's name comes up,

you see what his credit line is,

what he's ordered in the past,

what discount he has gotten,
every little detail.

Terrific.

It's fantastic. I love
the computer business.

Listen, the, uh, plumber called.

He says he has to dig
under the slab or something.

It's going to cost $600.

Hmm, that's okay.

Well, it's not okay. It's extortion.

So what did you tell him?

I slept with him, and he said
he'd knock off $100.

That's good thinking. Bye, honey.

Hello.

Dana!

Boy, I remember the first time
I got shot out of a cannon.

Good morning. Go to school.

Thanks, dear.

Check these out.

Check 'em out.

Um, where's the image
coming from?

Got a CCD camera in a transmitter
in a pack of smokes out there.

It's pretty cool, huh?

Mm-hmm.

What the hell.

- Bye, Dad!
- What's she--

Dana! She's ripping you off. Dana!

I knew it.

Dana!

- Dana!
- Go!

Can't stop. I'm late. Bye, Dad!

Shit.

Kids. Ten seconds of joy,
30 years of misery.

I got married three times,

but at least I was never
dumb enough to have any.

You know, she shouldn't be stealing.

I taught her better than that.

Yeah, but you're not her parents
anymore, you and Helen.

Her parents are Axl Rose and Madonna.

The five minutes a day
you spend with her can't compete

with that kind of constant bombardment.

You're outgunned, daddy-O.

You know, it's not just
because you're a bad parent.

I mean, kids today are ten years ahead
of where we were at the same age.

- Good morning.
- Good morning, Mr Tasker.

Do you think she's still a virgin?

Don't be ridiculous.
She's only-- What is she now?

-She's 14, Harry.
-She's only 14 years old.

Her little hormones are going off
like a fire alarm.

I'd say it's even money she lets
that physicist on the bike boink her.

-Oh, not Dana.
-Oh, not Dana.

Denial, it's not just a river
in Egypt no more, is it, Harry?

She's probably stealing the money
to pay for an abortion.

Why don't you open the door?

Or drugs.

Twenty here, 50 there.

I figured my wife's
scumbag boyfriend was taking it.

Hell, he takes everything else.
Never a beer in the goddamn fridge.

Thought you moved out.

Well, I had to move back in.

My lawyer said it'd give me
a better shot at getting the house

during the property settlement
and so forth,

but, uh, don't change the subject, man.

You still owe me 200 bucks.

Good morning, Janice.

Good morning.

Gentlemen, please identify
yourselves to the scanner.

Harry Tasker, 10024.

Albert Gibson, 34991.

All right, Frances,

I don't believe we need you
any longer now.

Thank you.

Sweet Jesus, Harry.

You surely screwed the pooch
last night, didn't you?

Could you please tell me
how I can see this

as anything but a total disaster?

Well, total is a strong word.

Yeah. There-There are
different degrees of totality.

It's a scale, really, with
a perfect mission on one end

and then a total pooch-screw
on the other.

And, you know, we're more right in--

Faisil, you're new
on Harry's team, aren't you?

Yes.

So, what makes you think
the slack I cut him

in any way translates to you?

L-Let me show you what we got.

Jamal Khaled.

We think he's dirty,
so we raid his private financial files.

$100 million in wire transfers
from the Commerce Bank International.

Which we all know is a front

for certain countries
to finance terrorist activities.

And that's why we think
something really big is going down.

And we know that a week ago,
four MIRV warheads were smuggled

out of the former
Soviet republic of Kazakhstan.

We think Khaled's group bought the nukes

and is trying 10 bring them
over 10 US soil.

So far, this is not blowing
my skirt up, gentlemen.

Don't you have anything
remotely substantial?

Harry,

do you have any hard data?

Nothing that you would call rock-hard.

Actually, it's pretty limp, sir.

Then perhaps you'd better get some

before somebody parks an automobile
in front of the White House

with a nuclear weapon in the trunk.

I mean, it's not like
he's saving the world or anything.

I mean, he's a sales rep
for Christ's sake.

Whenever I can't sleep,

I just ask him to tell me about his day.

Six seconds and I'm out.

He acts like he's curing cancer
or something.

Mmm.

So I guess this means you didn't
get away for the weekend after all?

No. Harry had to go out of town.

I'm shocked.

Yeah. Well, you know Harry.

What's up?

Here. Check this out.

There's a $2 million disbursement

from Khaled to Juno Skinner.

That's right, the babe at the party.

Well, that doesn't mean anything.

She buys antiquities for Khaled.

Oh, no, no. See, he keeps his antique
buys on a completely separate ledger.

And this is a little above market rate
for the horizontal bop,

even for a total biscuit like her.

All right, I want
a complete workup on her.

Do we know where she is?

-Right here in River City.
-You're kidding.

Well, she lives in Rome,
but she does stuff at the Smithsonian.

She has a lot of diplomatic connections,
so she has offices here.

So I guess it's time
to send in a specialist.

Care to tango?

Yes, I would.

Assholes.

Okay, it's all set up.

I got fax machine, ghost phones,
all the usual stuff.

You have a suite at The Marquis Hotel

under the name of Renquist.

All right, reality check. Let's go.

Hi, my name is Harry Renquist.

I own a corporate art consulting company
in San Francisco

and have an appointment
with Miss Skinner.

Harry.

Oh, hello.

Hello.

I thought I'd see you again.
I just didn't know it would be so soon.

What's the point of waiting?

I agree.

So you said your clients
are looking for something

for the lobby
of their new corporate headquarters?

Yes. They would like to see
something very dramatic.

That's a nice piece.

And I talked to a number of people,
and they all said you're the one to see.

-Really?
-Mm-hmm.

Checking on me.

So what did these people
say about me, exactly?

Well, they say that
you can read ancient Sanskrit

without having to sound out the words.

And other art dealers and archaeologists

don't really like you very much.

Oh!

Those wimps.

It's because
I use my diplomatic contacts

to export cultural treasures

from countries which tell them
to take a hike.

See, most of our pieces
come from ancient Persia.

Unfortunately, ancient Persia
sits 20 feet under the sand

of Iran, Iraq, and Syria,

not the most popular places lately.

So I've had to become an expert
in international diplomacy.

Well, Mr Renquist...

...do you see anything you like?

Maybe.

Give me a break, Fais. I don't
think they'd bug my tuna sandwich.

She's importing stuff
from all over the Mideast.

She could be moving
money, guns, anything.

The second you left there, we started
getting calls to the ghost numbers,

They were checking out
the Renquist front.

Right. Let's step up the surveillance
and put on two more guys.

Maurizio, I said Saturday.

Not Tuesday, Saturday.

Va bene. Ciao.

Miss Skinner, may I have
a word with you please?

Stupid, undisciplined bitch!

It's a good thing
you're paying me a lot of money.

Do you realise there are
surveillance teams

watching this place right now?

Your telephones are
almost certainly tapped.

And you were busy laughing and flirting

like a whore with this Renquist--

He checked out okay--

We do not tolerate mistakes.

What would you like me to do?

Find out where this Renquist is.

Hello. Techtel Systems.
Mr Tasker's office.

Hi, Charlene? Hi. It's Helen. Is he in?

Harry's in a sales meeting, Mrs Tasker.

Let me try him in there. Hold please.

Relay 10024.

It's a patch from Techtel.

It's Helen.

Hello, honey.

How are you? What's going on?

Hi, I'm sorry to bother you
in the middle of a meeting.

It's just that Dana and I
want to make sure

that you're gonna be home by 8:00.

"Cause we're going to a lot of trouble
for your big birthday,

and we just wanted to make sure that you

-will be home, so--
-Absolutely!

This time, you can count on me.

- Promise?
- Trust me.

- Great.
- Gotta go. Bye.

Bye. That's disgusting, Dana.

Calm down.

We've got a friend.

Three cars back on the inside lane.

They've been on us
since we left the hotel.

- In the station wagon?
- Uh-huh.

Want me to lose them?

No. We need this lead.

Unit 7?

Seven here.

We need you at the Georgetown Mall
in three minutes.

Copy that. We're rolling.

Helen's gonna be pissed.

Well, you see, this is
the problem with terrorists.

They're really inconsiderate
when it comes to people's schedules.

You're too close. Back off.

Pull over here. This is good.

Okay, testing. One, two, three. Testing.

I got you. I got you. I got you.

Okay, they're right with us.

I make three of them in the car.

Dickhead.

Blow me.

Hey, Harry, I got a couple of them

getting out of the car
and coming after you.

What do you think, I'm blind?

Well,
you do look like Ray Charles.

So what's the plan?

Just trying to get a closer look
at Beavis and Butt-Head.

Hey,
there's a third one still in the car.

Okay, stay on him.

Hi, Helen. Yeah, it's Gib.

Oh, not much.

Listen, Harry forgot something
back at the office,

and, uh, you know Harry, and, uh...

Yeah, Gib, I know Harry.

- Bye.
- Bye. See you soon.

See?

Harry...

Harry, I lost the third guy.

-Aah!
-Shit!

Hold it!

Oh shit!

Hey!

Here. Cool off.

Move! Move!

Sorry about this.

Look out! Get out of the way!

Hey! Freeze!

Oh, thank God.

Get to the car!

Yep.

Here we go.

Federal officer in pursuit of suspect.

Sorry.

Hey!

Hey, Harry, what's your 20? Harry?

Westbound in the park.

Suspect is on a motorcycle.
He's coming out on Franklin.

-Copy that.
-Okay, I want you on 14th

in case he turns south.

And I want Seven on the north side
to box him in.

Okay, and make it quick
because my horse is getting tired.

Your horse?

Hyah!

There he is. That's him!

Come on!

Go around to the back.

Copy that.

Move!

Out of my way!

Out of my way!

Sorry.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Jesus!

Sorry.

Out of my way!

-Excuse me.
“Whoa!

Excuse me.

- Out of the way!
- Whoa!

Move! Move! Move!

Federal officer! Get down! Now!

Get down or die!

Down! Down!

Hold still!

Come on! Hyah!

Whoa!

Hold still!

Hold still!

Hyah!

Hyah!

Would you press the button
for the top floor, please?

O-Okay.

Thank you.

No!

Shut up!

Whoa...

Say something.

That's a f-fine animal.

Eww!

Flat against the car!

Okay, come on.

I'm so sorry.

Ooh!

Stay there!

Don't move!

Hyah!

Come on. Come on. Come on.

Whoa!

Hyah!

Whoa!

Hyah!

Oh! Oh! Oh!

Aah!

Okay...

...back up.

Back up.

Come on. You can do it.

Come on.

Good horse. Good.

Yeah, yeah.

Yeah. Go back now.

Come on. Yeah. That's teamwork now.

Now, keep pulling. Come on.

Now a little bit more.

Attaboy.

Okay.

Now, what the hell were you thinking?

I mean, I had the guy,
and you let him get away.

Look at me when I talk to you.

What kind of a cop are you anyway?

Hi, honey.

I know you're upset.

I'm sorry.

But I hurried home as fast as I could.

-It's okay.
-Ow...

It's okay.

I'm sorry.

Thank you for the party.

Yeah. It was great.

Huh? Hey.

That's him.

Okay, pause it right there.

Salim Abu Aziz.

This guy's really hardcore.

Highly fanatical.
The man's a real psycho.

He's been linked to dozens
and dozens of car bombings.

Hey, you know that cafe bomb
in Rome last year?

That was his.

As well as the 727 out of Lisbon.
This guy's a major player.

Now he's formed his own splinter faction
called Crimson Jihad.

Yeah, I guess he thought
the other terrorist groups were

a little too warm
and fuzzy for his taste.

They call him the Sand Spider.

Why?

Probably because it sounds scary.

Hmm.
Well, this is impressive, gentlemen.

Of course, it would be
even more impressive

if you actually knew where he was.

We'll get him.

Why don't you
just pull over right here.

What's up?

Oh, I really screwed up
with Helen last night.

I'm just going to run in and see
if she's available for lunch

to smooth things over a little bit.

So, Harry, do you want me to hang?

Yeah. Just hang.

Okay, buddy, I'll just... be hanging.

Hold please.

Helen,

it's your mystery man on two.

Simon?

Oh my God!

Hello? Simon?

Simon?

Yes, I can talk.

You mean right now?

Yes... I can meet you.

Okay. I can't wait.

Bye.

Can you cover me for an hour?

Just an hour?

You tell that stud to take more time!

Would you shut up?

I should have never told you about him.

Have a good time!

Get a little bit for me
while you're at it!

Sshh! Sshh!

Hey, hold it!

Fucker.

What's going on, man?
You sick or something?

Looks like you got gut-kicked.

It's Helen... It's Helen.

-It's Helen.
-Helen.

It has something to do
with Helen, I'm guessing.

Helen...

Helen.

Helen...

Helen...

...is having an affair.

Welcome to the club, man.

Nobody thinks it can happen
to them the first time, buddy.

Same exact thing happened to me
with wife number two. Remember?

I had no idea nothing's going on, right?

I come home one day,
and the house is completely empty.

And I mean completely empty.

She even took the ice cube trays
out of the freezer.

What kind of a sick bitch takes

the ice cube trays out of the freezer?

-But Helen...
-Hey, Harry.

Hey, listen,
Helen still loves you, you know.

She just wants to bang
this guy for a while, you know.

It's nothing serious.
You'll get used to this--

Stop cheering me up!

What'd you expect, Harry?

Helen's a flesh-and-blood woman,
and you're never there.

It was just a matter of time.

You know what?
I say we concentrate on work, buddy.

That's what I do
every time my life turns to dog shit.

I concentrate on work,
and that gets me by.

Right, buddy? This is gonna be great.

You know what?
We're gonna catch some terrorists,

we're gonna beat the crap out of them,

you're gonna feel
a hell of a lot better.

All right, watch your head now.
Watch your head. Watch your head.

Okay. All right.

Women. Can't live with them...

...can't kill 'em.

Came by your office today.

I was in the area, and I thought
that you might want to have lunch.

Real-- Really?
Well, you must've just missed me.

Yeah, that's what they said.

They said you had to run out
or something like that.

Oh, it was this rush job--

They needed these documents
down at the district courthouse.

And so of course, the big problem?

Our printer shut down.

So I went to the third floor
to use theirs,

but they have the 1720,

and of course the disk
isn't formatted for the 1720.

So I have to go back
upstairs and reformat,

go back downstairs
and use their printer,

and by the time I got there,
I couldn't get my car to start.

And then, well, traffic--
I barely got there.

That's a little excitement
in an otherwise dull day.

Did it work out okay?

Yeah. Great.

I'll check on dessert.

I'm done.

You know, the great thing is that,

he's practically given us
a blank cheque on wiretap.

So I've set them up on all of
Juno's shipping agents and her clients.

And Faisil's made a list
of all the possible contacts

Crimson Jihad may have in this country.

So now, all we got to do is sit around--

Hey, this national security
stuff boring you?

Put a tap on her phone.

What are you talking about?
I already did that.

I'm talking about Helen's.

Put a tap on her office line
and the line to my house.

-Do it now.
-Okay. All right.

Just come over here
for a second. It sounds great.

I just wanted to
ask you about something.

Listen, I got two words
to describe that idea.

In-sane. An unauthorised wiretap
is a felony, pard. You know--

And we're doing it 20 times a day.

So don't give me that crap.

Do it.

Hello?

Helen, it's Simon.

Is it safe to talk?

Yes. Go ahead.

Listen, I can't talk long.

Can you meet me for lunch tomorrow?
! must see you.

I suppose so. Where?

Same place. One o'clock.

I have to go now.

See you tomorrow.

Remember, I need you.

I thought that we might have
lunch together tomorrow.

Um... you know,

darn it, I'm-- I'm gonna meet Allison.

We're gonna go shopping. Sorry.

No problem.

You know what? I think you're going
about this whole thing all wrong.

You see, women, they like you
to talk to them, you know.

And maybe it's just that you're not
in touch with your feminine side.

I was watching Sally Jessy Raphael--

All right.

Okay, I got all the usual stuff here.

I got a telemetry-burst transmitter,
I've got a GPS tracker,

I got an audio transmitter,
a power supply,

and I've got it sewn
into the lining here, and, um--

Now... Hey, Harry?

If you need to talk,
speak into the purse.

Okay, here she comes.

She's gonna pop out
right in front of us. Watch this.

- Bingo!
- Yep.

Looks like
she's going into Chinatown.

Okay, she's parking.

Okay, give me audio.

You sure you weren't followed?

No. I mean, I kept looking behind me

like you taught me,
but I didn't see anyone.

Okay. It's just that
things are a bit hot right now.

If I get a signal,
I may have to leave suddenly.

I understand.

Look, it's my job to take risks,
but not yours.

I feel bad about
bringing you into all this,

but you're the only one I can trust.

-Were you out on a mission?
-Shh.

We say "op."

-Covert operation...
-Oh.

...and this one, well...

...got a little rough.

Worse than Cairo?

Cairo.

Cairo was a day at the beach
next to this.

The guy's a spook.

But for whom?

He could be working her to get to you.

Did you read the papers yesterday?

Yes.

Sometimes the story's a mask
for covert operation.

See two men killed in a restaurant

and two unidentified men
in a running shoot-out

ending at the Marriott?

That was you?

- You see? You're very good.
- Me.

You recognise my style.

You're a natural at this.

The guy's a fake, man.
He's taking credit for our moves.

What happened?

Hardly worth talking about.

Two of them won't bother me again.

Unbelievable!

You chased one?

Something came over me.

I just had to nail this guy

no matter what the risk.

Pretty hairy. I thought
he had me a couple times,

but I really can't take credit.

Why not?

It's the training.

It shapes you into a lethal instrument.

You react in a microsecond
without thinking.

I'm starting to like this guy.

Oh, we've still got to kill him.
I mean, that's a given.

You know.

More than a woman to me.

More than a woman

More than a woman to me.

More than a wo--

The guy is a goddamn used car salesman.

I mean, this keeps getting
better and better!

I'm sorry, Harry. I know
this has got to be painful.

But you got to admit
it's pretty damn funny.

I mean, if this was just
on me and not you,

you'd be laughing your ass off.

One born every minute.

It wants you, too.

Feel it vibrate?

Say, how about a little spin?

Sure.

See, it's not just a car.
It's a total image. An identity.

You have to go for it.

This isn't some high-tech sports car.

Tell you the truth, it doesn't
even handle that great.

But that's not the idea, is it?

What are we talking about here?

Pussy, right?

Absolutely.

Let's face it, Harry.
The 'Vette gets 'em wet.

But it's not enough.

If you really want to close escrow,

well, you gotta have an angle.

I suppose you have an angle.

It's killer.

I mean, look at me.

I'm not that much to look at.

No, no, no. I can be honest.

But I got 'em lining up.

And not just the skanks, either.

Well, some are.

So, what's your angle?

Oh, oh, oh, oh no.

Sorry. Trade secret.

Okay, just ask yourself,

what do women really want?

You take these bored housewives,
married to the same guy for years.

They're stuck in a rut.
They need some release!

The promise of adventure,
a hint of danger.

I create that for them.

So basically you're lying
your ass off the whole time.

See, I couldn't do that.

What are you, a Boy Scout?

No. Think of it as playing a role.

It's fantasy.

I mean, you gotta work on their dreams,

get them out of their daily suburban
grind for a few hours.

What about their husbands?

Dickless!

I mean, let's face it,
if they took care of business,

I'd be out of business,
you know what I mean?

Those idiots.

Hey, hey!

Hey, you mind keeping it under 90?

I'm still trying
to pay for this dental work.

So who are you working on right now?

Hah, I always got a couple
on the hook, you know.

There's this one right now.

I got her panting like a dog.

It's great.

What does she do?

Some sort of
legal secretary or something.

You know, uptight and conservative.

Oh! She could be so hot
if she wanted to be.

And with you, she gets
to be real hot, huh?

-Oh, red hot!
-Yeah.

Her thighs steam.

It's like a dying plant.
Just needs a little water.

Married to some boring jerk--

Married to some boring jerk?

Yeah.
You know, he doesn't appreciate her.

She's like all these babes,
you get their pilot lit,

they can suck-start a leaf-blower.

Oh God,
she's got the most incredible body

and a pair of titties,
make you want to stand up

and beg for buttermilk.

Ass like a 10-year-old boy--

So, then she must be
really good in bed then, huh?

Hey, whoa, slow down.
You're gonna miss the turn.

Uhh! Whoa!

Whoa! Whoa, Whoa, Whoa!

See?

You and this car
were made for each other.

Why fight it?

Sure, I got a couple
other buyers on the line,

but I like your style.

So, what do you say?

Should we start up the paperwork?

Let me think about it.

Hold it for me for a day, okay.

Hey.

Because it's you.

I got today's transcripts.

Uh, not much going on.

Nothing from Simon?

Um, no.

-My turn to drive?
-Give me the page.

-What are you talking about?
-This jumped from page nine to page 11.

-Where's page ten?
-It's got to be a typo.

Give me the goddamn page!

Okay.

Seek help, Harry.

- Hello?
- Helen.

I need your help.
Can you meet me tonight?

- What's happened?
- It's serious.

Meet me on K Street

under the Key Bridge.

Eight o'clock sharp.

Gotcha.

Shit. It's almost eight o'clock.

She's still at the house.

The purse is still at the house.

Shit.

Unit 2, unit 7. Immediate roll.

Acquire subject at K Street
and Key Bridge.

Vehicle is red and white convertible.
You've got exactly six minutes.

Hey, wait a minute, man.
Are you out of your mind?

You can't pull agents
off a priority surveillance

to follow your wife!

It's a misappropriation
of sector resources,

and it's a breach of national security.

You copy, Harry?
Hey, you're losing it big-time, man.

I have to stop you.

What are you going to do, tell?

Look, goddamn it, Harry,

both of our butts are
on the line here, okay.

So your life's in the crapper.

So you're wife's banging
a used car salesman.

It's humiliating, I know.

But goddamn it, take it like a man!

You tell on me, I tell on you.

What are you talking about?
I'm as clean as a preacher's sheets.

I'm as clean as a ba--

What about the time
you blew a six-week operation

because you were busy
getting a blowjob, huh?

You knew about that?

Ha.

All right, let's take Franklin.
It's a lot quicker.

Quick, get in. Hurry up. Let's go.

Two here. Suspect vehicle in sight.

One male, one female.

Don't be alarmed.

If I'm spotted, it'd be best
if they didn't see you.

You should keep your head down
till we're out of the city.

Here. Let me help you.

That's better.

Okay, now the woman has
her head in the guy's lap,

Southbound on the Key Bridge.
Two in pursuit.

Roger, Two.

One to Condor, you got a visual?

Roger, One. This is Condor.

Subject is in sight.
Repeat. We have the ball.

We got a pretty good lockup on infrared.

Um, oh yeah.

She's got her head
in the guy's lap, all right.

Ya-hoo.

Maybe she's sleepy.

Okay, this is a safe house.

My place in the city is just
a little too hot right now.

So is the penthouse in New York.

What is it exactly you need me to do?

Helen, I want you to be my wife.

B-But I'm married!

No,
it's just for the operation in Paris.

I need to be married.

They'll be looking
for a man travelling alone.

Par-Par-- You want me to go to Paris?

Paris, with a quick stopover in London.

Helen...

...there's a double agent in my outfit.

I don't know who.

There's no one I can trust except you.

Can you get away,
just for a couple of days?

I-I--

I just don't know.

Of course. I'm rushing you.

Forgive me. Sit down.
Make yourself comfortable.

Let me pour you some more wine.

Okay.

I'll do it.

I'll do it.

You just saved my life.

You are incredibly brave.

I have to remind myself
of the fear you must be feeling.

You see, for me, fear is not an option.

Now, in order to pull
this cover story off...

...we have to look like two people who
are completely intimate with each other.

The enemy can spot a fake easily.

You see what I mean?

Sorry.

That reaction could get us both killed.

I'm sorry.

-We can't afford that.
-No.

I-I'm sorry. It's--

Try to relax.

It-It's just been a long time

since anybody but Harry's
touched me like that.

-It's a little difficult--
-I know.

I know, I know.
It's awkward for me, too.

-I'm sorry.
-That's all right.

-Just sit back.
-I'm okay.

-There. That's better.
-Mm-hmm.

Just let yourself...

-...slip into the role.
-Mm-hmm.

That's it.

There we go.

Just let yourself go.

Mm-hmm.

Yeah. That's good.

That's great.

That's it. Mmm.

No. I can't do this.
I can't do this.

What's wrong? It's okay.

No. I cannot do this.

I cannot... do this!

If not for me...

...do it for your country?

Aah!

Shit!

Oh God! Oh God!
Don't hurt me! Don't hurt me!

I'll do whatever you want. Oh!

Please! I didn't do anything!

Oh no!

Damn it!

Ahh!

Take her! Take her!

Oh God, don't hurt me!

Son of a bitch!

Oh!

Sit down.

I said sit down.

Who do you work for?

Um, Stern, Kessler,
Goldstein & Krumpnick.

I'm just a legal secretary.

Sure, Mrs Tasker.

What were you doing
with the international terrorist

Carlos the Jackal, taking dictation?

How long have you been
a member of his faction?

I don't know anything about a faction.

I just met Simon...

...or whoever you say he is

just a couple weeks ago.

I-I barely know him.

That's not what it looked like
when we found you.

How did you meet him?

Well...

Keep this for me.

I can't afford to be taken with it.

-What?
-It's a matter of national security.

-Please.

It's important. I'll contact you.

Oh shit.

Why did you continue to see him?

He said he needed my help.

Not because
you were attracted to him?

No!

You mean, you were
not attracted to him at all?

No.

Well, maybe just a little.

So, is cheating a common thing for you?

No. Never.

So you're telling me
this was your first time?

I wasn't cheating!

Tell me about your husband, Mrs Tasker.

Harry?

I-I-- What can I say about Harry?

I mean, he's a sales rep
for a computer company.

So sex with him isn't exactly
waving your flag anymore.

That is none
of your goddamn business!

Now, what kind of questions are these?

You're in trouble Mrs Tasker,

so I suggest you cooperate.

If we want to know the most
intimate details about your life,

you'd better tell us.

My husband is a good man.

But he's not exactly ringing
your bell these days, is he--

Let me handle this part.
I mean, do you mind?

Why did you go to Carlos' hideout?

He wanted me to go to Paris
with him on a mission...

...to pose as his wife.

And you agreed?

Why?

I don't know.

I guess I needed something.

What did you need?

I needed to feel alive.

I just wanted to do
something outrageous.

And it felt really good...

...to be needed...

...and to be trusted...

...and to be special.

It's just that there's

so much I wanted to do with this life,

and it's like I haven't done any of it.

And the sand's running
out of the hourglass,

and I just wanted to be able
to look back and say,

See? I did that!

I was reckless, and I was wild,

and I fucking did it!

Quite frankly, I don't give a shit

whether you understand that or not.

This Simon...

...did you sleep with him?

No.

She's lying.

Yo-- You mean you did not have
sexual relations with him?

Listen, if you're gonna ask me
every question twice,

this is gonna take a really long time,
and I have to get back to my family.

You're not going anywhere, lady.

Just let me out of here!

Answer the question.

Answer the question!

No! I did... not...

...sleep...

...with him!

Calm down, please.

You hear me, you chickenshit bastard?

Calm down.

She could be telling the truth.

Calm down, Mrs Tasker.

Calm down, please.

I've only one more question,
Mrs Tasker.

What?

Do you...

...still love your husband?

Yes, I love him.

I've always loved him.

And I will always love him.

She loves you! Now what?

There's only one solution
to your problem, Mrs Tasker.

You must work for us.

Ohh.

What are you doing, Harry?

Just giving her a little assignment.

You gotta be shitting me!

She wants a little adventure.

So I'm gonna give her one.

I'm offering you a choice.

If you work for us,
we will drop the charges,

and you can go back to your normal life.

If not, you will go to a federal prison,

and your husband and daughter
will be left humiliated and alone.

Your life will be destroyed.

Oh. Gee. Hmm.

Let me think.

Yes or no?

Of course yes.

What's involved?

You will be contacted
with the assignment.

The code name of your contact
will be Boris.

And your code name will be...

- Natasha??
- No.

Doris.

Pricks!

Uhh! Uhh! Uhh!

You son of a bitch.

Did you think you could
elude us forever, Carlos, huh?

Wait, you got the wrong guy.
My name's Simon!

Look, j-just let me go.

There's no need to kill me.

I haven't seen your face--

No! Don't! Don't!

I didn't see it! I didn't see it!
I'm sorry.

Y-Y-- It's you!

Hey, you still interested
in that 'Vette at all?

Hey, Carlos.

The game's over.

Your career as an international
terrorist has been well documented.

-No. No, no.
-Oh yeah. Oh yeah.

No! I sell cars. That's all!

Come on.

I'm not a terrorist!

I'm actually a complete coward.

If I ever saw a gun, I'd-- Oh God!

Oh please, don't! Don't!
Don't! Don't kill me!

I'm not a spy.

I'm nothing!

I'm navel lint!

I have to lie to women to get laid!

And I don't score much.

I got a little dick. It's pathetic!

Oh!

Oh God.

Oh! Would a spy pee himself, huh?

Huh?

Oh God!

Please, I'm not worth a bullet.

Have mercy, sir.

Get the fuck outta here, huh?

Just beat it. Go on.

No! No! Soon as I turn,
you're gonna shoot me!

You're gonna shoot me!
You're gonna shoot me!

Please, you can have the car for free.

Huh? What do you say, huh?

Get lost, dipshit.

So last night must've been
pretty exciting for you.

Um, my flat tyre? It was--

Actually, it was a little scary
because the tow truck driver took

such a long time.

I'll get it.

- Hello?
- Doris?

Um...

Um, yes?

Yes?

Listen carefully.

In exactly one hour,
go to the Hotel Marquis.

-Ohh.
-Pick up an envelope marked Doris

at the front desk.

-And dress sexy.
-What?

Hello?

No, no. Turn around.

Do it doucement.

Do it very slowly.

You've reached a new all-time low
with this one, I'll tell you.

I can't believe you're crazy enough
to use the suite at The Marquis?

Do you think I can afford
a suite like this on my salary.

Jean-Claude, is he done yet?

-Hang on.
-Who wrote this shit? Harry?

C'est la merde.

It's going great.

Hi.

Do you have an envelope for Doris?

This is Doris.

Listen, you are a prostitute
named Michelle.

Go to the room.

There will be a man there.

He is a suspected arms dealer.

Now, wait a minute. Wait.

You don't expect me to, uh...

- you know.
- No.

He has particular tastes.

He likes to watch.

Tell him that his regular girl, Carla,

ls Sick.

If he likes you,
he will tell you what to do.

You must plant the bug

near the telephone by the bed
before you leave.

If you do not complete your mission,

the deal is off.

I'm gonna go to hell.

Hello?

Hello.

Have some champagne.

Come in here.

My name is Michelle.

Carla thought you'd like me.

Let me do the talking.

You may start by unzipping your dress.

No, no.

Turn around.

Do it doucement.

Do it very slowly.

Good.

Now slip the dress down slowly.

Good.

Now slide your nylons off,

one by one.

I'm not wearing any.

That's good.

Now, dance for me.

No, no, no.

Dance sexy.

Let your hands be your lover's hands

on your own skin as you move.

It's extreme self-pity

And frozen fear

'Cause I want you with me

And you're not here

So I rub my nose in it, babe

Till the roses smell just like death

I'm all alone in the dark, now, baby

I'm all alone

In the dark, now, baby

I'm all alone

Drawing whiskey breath

Alone in the dark

Oh oh

Since the day that you left

I just couldn't stand myself anyway

I'm all alone in the dark, now, baby

I'm all alone in the dark, now, baby

I'm all alone
and drawing whiskey breath

I'm all alone in the dark, now, baby

I'm all alone

Now lie on the bed and close your eyes.

I thought you only liked to watch.

Now lie on the bed and close your eyes.

Mm...

Oh...

Aah!

You pig!

- Bastard!
- Aah.

Helen. Helen. Wait, wait, wait.

Harry?

Yes, it's Harry.

I know it looks bad, but I can explain.

Nobody move!

Don't move!

Helen, just don't do anything.

No, he has nothing to do with it.
I'm the one you want!

- Shut up!
- Okay.

Quiet, Helen. Do what they say.

Come on, guys, let the hooker go.
She's not important.

You don't need her.

Harry, please just let me handle this.

Shut up!

What were you doing there?

You wouldn't believe me if I told you.

Talk again, I'll kill you!

Harry.

I wish I could say it's nice
to see you again, Juno.

You know her?

You know, this shade's
totally wrong for you.

So who's your little friend?

I'm Helen Tasker. Harry is my husband.

And you are?

Oh, so now it's Tasker, not Renquist.

Hmm.

She's just some wacko hooker
that I met down at the bar.

Harry, what is the matter with you?
Just tell her the truth.

We are married, and we have a daughter.

I don't know what the crazy bitch is on,

but you should cut her loose

and we can get down to business.

Oh yeah? Oh yeah?
Well, where did I get this then, huh?

Where did I get this?

Something before take-off?

Ow!

That hurt, you b--

She was telling the truth,
wasn't she, Harry?

She really doesn't know.

How interesting.

Bring them.

Incredible, aren't they?

I call them The Four Horsemen.

They're warrior figures...

...from the Persian empire of Darius I,

around 500 B .C.

They're absolutely priceless.

Pity.

Wait! Wait!

Open it.

Do you know what this is?

I know what this is.

This is an espresso machine.

No, no, no.

It's a sno-cone maker.
That's what it is.

Is it a water heater?

Do you know why
you've been brought here?

So that this man can verify to the world

the Crimson Jihad
is now a nuclear power.

How can he do that?

He is just a salesman,
for Christ's sake.

You're wrong about him.

Or the last thing you will see will be

your blood spraying across his face.

It's a Soviet MIRV-6

from an SS-22-N launch vehicle.

The warhead contains 14.5 kilograms
of enriched uranium

with a plutonium trigger.

The nominal yield is 30 kilotons.

Release her and I'll cooperate.

What can I say?

I'm a spy.

You bastard!

You lying son of a bitch!

Sorry, honey.

Oh, don't you call me honey!

You don't ever get
to call me honey again!

You understand me, you pig?

And I can verify
that they have the arming box

and all the equipment necessary

to detonate all four warheads.

You have killed our women
and our children,

bombed our cities
from afar like cowards,

and you dare to call us terrorists?

Now the oppressed have
been given a mighty sword

with which to strike back
at their enemies.

Unless you, America,

pulls all military forces
out of the Persian Gulf area

immediately and forever,

the Crimson Jihad will rain fire

on one major US city each week

until our demands are met.

First, we will detonate one weapon
on this uninhabited island

as a demonstration of our power

and the Crimson Jihad's willingness

to be humanitarian.

However, if these demands are not met,

the Crimson Jihad will rain fire

on one major American city each week--

Battery, Aziz.

Get another one, you moron.

- I think I have one--
-Shh.

-Shh.
-In the truck.

Jurias?

- What?
- Look at this.

That's not mine.

Nice transmitter.

Miami tower,
Jetstar 6479 Delta on final.

-We'll be on the ground in 12 minutes.
-All right.

Hey, tell those DEA boys

to have the helos hot and ready
to fly in 12 minutes.

Signal's definitely stopped moving.

It's an island in the Keys
out past Marathon.

We lost the signal.

Shit!

All right, everyone. This is Samir.

For 50 points, see if you
can guess his specialty.

Oral hygiene?

Not exactly.

Harry, what's going on?

Oh, Samir's just gonna ask Harry
a few questions.

See, we're not even sure
which agency Harry works for.

Now, Samir's absolutely first-class.

On the other hand, we have Harry here,
who has managed to lie convincingly

to the woman he loves for 15 years.

So it'll be interesting to see

how long he can resist.

This will help.

You know, you should
swab that with alcohol.

I might get an infection.

I'll return when this has taken effect.

Then we'll talk.

I'm looking forward to it.

Now, why are you helping
these raving psychotics?

Because they're very well-funded
raving psychotics,

and I'm getting a lot of money.

What, you think I care
about their cause?

Or yours?

Not at all.

You're damaged goods, lady.

Did you tell her about us, Harry?

There is no "us,”
you psychopathic bitch.

Oh sure.

You say that now.

Thanks for everything, Harry.

Wasn't bad while it lasted.

Let's go.

You two stay here.

There was nothing.

I swear.

What did they give you?

Sodium amytal or some other truth agent.

It makes you tell the truth?

Mm-hmm.

Is it working?

Ask me a question
that I normally would lie to.

Are we gonna die?

Yep.

I'd say it's working.

They're gonna shoot us in the head

-or they're gonna torture us to death...
-Okay.

...or they're gonna leave us here
until the bomb blows--

Harry!

How long
have you been a spy, Harry?

Seventeen years.

Have you ever killed anyone?

Yeah, but they were all bad.

Ahh...

Is there anything you want to tell me

before we start?

Yeah.

I'm going to kill you pretty soon.

I see.

How, exactly?

First, I'm going to use you
as a human shield,

then I'm going to kill
this guard over there

with the Patterson trocar
on the table...

...and then I was thinking
about breaking your neck.

And what makes you think
you can do all that?

You know my handcuffs?

Mmm.

I picked them.

Ahh--

Let's get out of here.

Come on!

Harry!

Drop the gun!

Honey,

next time, duck.

Let's go.

I married Rambo.

What are they doing?

Uh-oh.

It is done.

In 90 minutes...

...a ball of holy fire...

...will light up the skies...

...to show to the world...

...that we speak the truth.

We are set on our course.

No force can stop us now.

We're cool, we're badasses.

Blah, blah, blah, blah.

If we're on an island,
why are they using trucks?

We must be in the Florida Keys.

The overseas highway connects
all the islands to the mainland.

There's no borders, no customs.

They can go anywhere in the US.

There's nothing to stop them.

Just us.

Here.

-Take this.
-Oh shit.

Shoot!

Ooh! Ant!

Shit!

Whoa!

Shit!

Shit!

Yes!

Let's go.

Oh. My condolences to the widow.

We may need a hostage.

Okay, let's go, Suzy Homemaker.

Hurry up, you idiot! Just
get her in the car. Let's get going.

I thought this looked like your work.

Let's go. I'll brief you in the air.

You're welcome.

Let's go.
Let's get out of here! Come on!

Let's go. Come on!

Go!

Well, you tell that son of
a bitch this is a Bright Boy alert.

I repeat. A Bright Boy alert.

This is not a drill.
Do you understand that?

All right. Hold on.

Put me through to the White House.

No, see, the minimum
safe distance is 12 miles.

Get the Marine Patrol in right away.

I want the Coast Guard, and I want
the Sheriff's Department too.

Anyone that cannot make that distance,
you got to get 'em out by air.

Okay. You've got exactly 34 minutes.

Wait--

I can get you two
Marine Corps Harriers here

in 11 minutes.

They're on manoeuvres
outside of NAS Key West.

Get them. I'll brief them on the way in.

Okay. Send 'em in right away.

Would you like one?

I want state police driving
through the streets, okay.

On their damn loudspeakers.

Hey, here they come.

Lime 0-1's got
a tally on three trucks

eastbound on the bridge.

Roger, Lime 0-1.

You're clear to engage.

Break loose, Padlock.

In hot with guns.

Let's get some.

Okay, Marines,
it's time to kick ass.

Recommend using your Mavericks
to take out the bridge.

Roger that.
Lime flight, switch Mavericks.

Two.

These missiles won't set off
those nukes, will they?

Negative. That's a negative, Lime 0-1.

Fire.

-Bingo!
-Good shooting, Marines.

Aah!

I'll kill you!

It's out of control.

Looks like somebody capped the driver.

Bitch!

Like one?

How about two?

Get down to the limo!

Come on. Take it down.

Let's go!

Get down!

Get down. Take it down. All right.

Harry?

Harry!

The bridge is out!

What?

The bridge is out!

I can't hear you!

What?

Oh God!

The bridge is out!

The bridge is out!

Harry! Harry!

Come on! Come on!

Speed up a little bit now.

Get down there.

Come on! Hurry!

Hurry, Harry!

Grab my hand!

Come back! Harry!

Okay. To the right. To the right.

- Come on!
- I can't reach!

Get lower!

Lower! Harry!

Hold on!

Hold on really tight.

Harry!

Harry!

Oh, come back!

Pull up, pull up, pull up!

Grab my hand! You can do it!

- Try it!
- I can't reach!

Come on! Come down!

- Oh God, Harry! Please!
- Come on!

Harry!

Oh shit.

Come on, baby.

Hold on!

I got you!

Hold on tight!

Harry!

Okay, let's get
this thing on the ground.

Aah!

All right, let's get these aircrafts

on the ground, gentlemen.

We got a nuclear bomb
going off in about one minute.

-Any minute now.
-All right, I know.

Go, go, go.

Come here. Give me a bullhorn.

All right, everybody, it's show time.

Do not look at the flash.
Do not look at the flash!

Get down over there. Do not--

We should be safe here.

Tch, tch.

This is the wrong finger.

Harry.

Hey, Harry! Come here!

-Go to work.
-Okay.

Bye.

- Okay. All right.
- What?

Listen, Aziz's copter landed
about 20 minutes ago

-on top of a high rise in downtown Miami.
-It's right here.

That's where he rendezvoused with
about a dozen other faction members,

and they're holed up on the 20th floor.

Now, I got SWAT down there,
and the cops have cordoned off the area.

Harry, they got a hostage. It's Dana.

What do you mean? My Dana?

I'm real sorry, Harry.
I don't know what to say.

I guess he grabbed her
in the middle of the night or something.

I had no idea.
We just found out about it.

But I'll tell you what, Harry.
I don't want you to worry.

We're gonna get her back.
I've already got a guy on the inside.

Harry, listen. Come here.
We're gonna get her back. Here we go.

Excuse me, Captain.

I got to borrow your plane for a minute.

Excuse me, sir?

Listen, uh, Force Comm, they cleared you

to give us
total cooperation, am I right?

Yes, sir, but--

And you know that comes directly
from the president

of these United States, Captain.

Bu-But, sir, you have
to sign for this aircraft.

Oh, I'll sign for it.
You got a pen?

You take care of it, would you?

Hey, Harry, do you realise that
it has in fact been ten years

since you've been behind
the wheel of one of these things?

I break it, they can
take it out of my pay.

Harry, listen, don't worry about it.
We got a guy on the inside, Harry.

Whoa!

Got to move back, everybody.
Come on. Let's go!

What are you doing?

All right, everybody,
it's gonna be all right!

It's gonna be okay.

He's got hundreds of hours
in the Harriers there.

He is a little rusty right now,
but that's a trademark Tasker take-off.

I got to be honest with you.

It's like riding a bike.
You never forget, really.

We might want to seek shelter!

Sorry.

Whoa!

The streets are filled
with running people

as the police try
to evacuate the buildings.

They're firing again--

NEWSREADER 2. Appear to be shooting
wildly into the air as I'm speaking.

Now, these seem to be warning shots.

So far, they have not fired
at us or the police--

This apparently
ls the same group

which just detonated a nuclear bomb
in the Florida Keys.

Crimson Jihad will rain
fire on one major US city each week

until our demands are met.

This tape
was released to the media

Just minutes after the terrorists--

I have to go to the bathroom.

NEWSREADER 4. We'll repeat
the tape in just a few moments

following this live report
from the scene.

Hold your fire. Hold your fire!

The video crew you wanted is here!

Send them!

They're coming in. They're unarmed.

Come on. Let's go.

Go.

This is a communiqué from Crimson Jihad.

You have seen
a demonstration of our power.

Do not force us to destroy this city

and do not try to use force against us.

I, we, are all prepared to die.

With one turn of that key...

...two million of your people will die...

...instantly!

-What key?
-That key!

Who's taken the key?

Shoot her!

Holy shit!

Whoa.

Unit 7 to Unit 7.
Give me a situation report.

One to Seven. Give me a sit rep.

Faisil, do you copy?

Seven here. 21st floor secure.

About 12 faction members
on the 20th floor.

No hostages there.

Where's Dana?

She's on the roof.

Okay, stay put.

And give me that address again.

You shoot me, this will fall!

Stay where you are!

Stay where you are!

Give me the key!

I'll drop it, I swear!

No!

Give me the key.

Come on, child.

You don't want to die, do you?

Give me the key...

...and you won't get hurt.

I give you my word!

No way, you wacko!

Help me!

Please don't come any closer!

Aah!

Help me! Help me!

Somebody!

Help me!

Help me, please!

Help me, somebody!

Help!

Dana, jump down! Jump!

Come on down. Jump down.

Dad?

Aah!

Help me!

Daddy!

Daddy! Come back!

Daddy, get me down!

Daddy!

Daddy!

-Daddy, help me!
-Dana, jump!

-Jump! Daddy will catch you!
-Daddy, help me!

-Jump!
-I can't!

Hold on! Hold on!

Daddy, don't you let me fall, please!

-Daddy!
-Dana, I got you!

I'm slipping!

No, Dana!

Help me! I'm gonna fall!

Come on, hold my hand!

Hold on tight, honey.

Yaah!

Daddy, he's behind you!

Take this plane down! Now!

I'll kill her!

Take it down! Now!

My God, do something!

Huh?

You're fired.

It's okay.

Dana.

Honey.

It's over.

Hi, pumpkin.

Just seconds
after the jet landed,

the unidentified pilot
was escorted from the scene

by federal agents.

Though it is unclear at this moment

which agency was responsible
for the operation

which ended the terrorist threat

so dramatically early this morning,

we've learned from Miami Police...

One...

No, wait. Stop.

- Just begin. Now watch.
- Okay. Fine...

It's not just one.

Okay, ready? Do it properly.

One...

One, two, three, four,

I declare a thumb war.

Five, six, seven, eight,

try to keep your thumb straight.

- Stop it!
- Ow!

You don't-- Wait!

I got you.

All right. Just listen.
Listen to the rules.

One, two...

No, just start over.

Hello?

Boris and Doris?

We're on.

Yes? Go ahead.

Colonel, how nice to see you again.

Good evening.

Who's that?

Doo doo doo doo...

So, what's the scoop, team?

You see your contact yet?

Haven't seen him yet.

But I see somebody
I'd like to say hello to.

Here, let me pour you
some more champagne.

I got to keep up the waiter bit.

These stake-outs can be tricky,
you know.

You never know when things might explode

into a life or death situation.

If it gets rough,
just stay low until it's over,

and I'll contact you later.

Maybe you should give me your te--

So, we meet again, Carlos.

Honey, I'm just gonna do him
right here, okay?

Go for it.

Oh God.

Fear is not an option.

Dance?

-Oh no.
-Tango.

Oh shit. Here we go.

Harry, Helen... guys?

Come on, now.
Let's not get distracted.

We have some work to do.

All right, guys. Come on.

Getting pretty serious in there.

I'd be serious if I was in there.

Don't ignore me, Harry.

That's rude.

All right, guys. Come on.

National security, guys. Come on.

Life and death.

Harry.

Harry.

Helen?

Helen, I was always on your side.

I was always there for you, Helen.

You know what?

I'm sick of being in the van.

You guys are going to be
in the van next time.

I been in the van for 15 years, Harry.

♪ It's getting near dawn ♪

♪ When lights close their tired eyes ♪

♪ I'll soon be with you, my love ♪

♪ And give you my dawn surprise ♪

♪ I'll stay with you, darling, now ♪

♪ I'll stay with you ♪

♪ Till my seas are dried up ♪

♪ Hey ♪

♪ I've been waiting so long ♪

♪ I've been waiting so long ♪

♪ I've been waiting so long ♪

♪ To be where I'm going ♪

♪ In the sunshine ♪

♪ Of your love ♪

♪ Oh yeah ♪