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Thank you.

What's inside?

A fusion of gases and chemicals.

By protecting the mixture from initial impact, it produces a delayed chemical

reaction and the bullet can be used as a handgun.

It's a dead battle.

I need a big favor.

We've got to stop its abuse.

Make its creation public.

You want me to leak top secret information?

Forget it.

We've got to get the couriers down here to... Take this back to the safe house.

There's no way I'm letting this gun out of my sight, Jack.

I'll make the delivery.

This is our comment.

And general media asked him.

Coleman single -handedly transformed us into cavemen.

Yes, well, there are mitigating circumstances. Shut up, Jack!

Every newspaper in the country has told us, interviewed, and a detailed

description of Agent Cole.

I never liked the arrogant son of a bitch.

So, no more protection.

Friends in high places or not.

I want his head stuck on the end of a stick.

Clear?

Crystal.

Guess you want my fault, huh?

Not exactly.

The breach of security, public outcry, means you're gonna be... She

wants your ass out of here.

You're banished.

Screwed up.

The gun goes public, I go in.

Where, when, is it over?

He's got political aspirations.

He's got a lot of enemies.

He needs a security advisor.

Why don't you just call it what it is, Jack.

Call it whatever you prefer.

up first.

Roy, the CIA was her whole life.

When she was cut out, she lost a friend.

This is messed up.

Yeah, well, I'll look her up anyways.

I guess I'll see you in here.

Ticket? Oh, yeah.

Oh, and I, uh...

I spoke to security at the airport.

Take care of the gun, Roy.

Yeah, I checked out the copy that you left at the safe house.

You're... right, Roy.

Thanks, Jack.

It's safer in your hands. At least for now.

See you later, alligator.

Yeah, after a while, crocodile.

Thank you.

Big mistake.

Oh, senor, disculpe.

Disculpe, senor, disculpe. Turn around.

Turn around!

It's Apollo Sanchez, right?

Who are you?

Coleman. Roy Coleman.

The man you want to know about has arrived.

Diego.

I am fond of you because you always bring me good news.

So where is he?

With Paula Sanchez.

She's a personal friend of his.

He went straight to the hotel copy.

We didn't get the briefcase.

Really?

Now, that's interesting.

Squeeze Fowler for the payments.

She may be able to help us get the gun.

But be careful.

I don't want Coleman to suspect.

Stall him for a minute. Tell him I'm out.

Come on.

At day, civil rights groups across America have been in uproar over what

terming a massacre strategy adopted by the CIA against common criminals.

CIA weapons expert Roy Coleman is at the center of this storm.

He's the inventor of a special gun which fires bullets that explode on impact.

Witnesses recall Coleman firing at a mugger, who a few seconds later...

Anyway,

what the hell are you doing in the back of my car?

I wanted to talk to you alone. Why?

I was going to visit a business associate.

Anyways, you haven't answered my question.

And that business associate is Gonzales, right?

Yeah. Well, Gonzales is a bad guy, Will.

Now, the question is, does that matter to you?

Well... Just don't make me feel stupid by lying to me.

Deal? Deal.

But you've got to tell me what's going on.

Yeah.

Well, drive us home.

I've got you in bed for the night.

Bill, try and seduce Michael. What the hell?

We've got a great ass.

Jesus, Paula, we're standing in front of a church.

So maybe you'll get us arrested or something.

Good morning Florinda.

No.

Jose, how long do we stay here?

Don't move from the base.

I'm listening.

Don't move from the base to the villa until I fix the detonators. Clear.

Jose.

We have a serious problem.

What is it?

An old friend of Paola's has just turned up.

His name's Roy Coleman.

He's the CIA agent and inventor of that gun that was in the papers and TV.

Where is he now? With Paula.

She said she'd try and find out why he's here.

He's been sent here to do business with Gonzalez.

To sell him the gun?

Yes. And maybe help Gonzalez to solve a minor problem.

Try to keep him at Paula's.

Watch him. Okay.

Diego, not long now.

We move the date forward.

She'll be up under the factory tomorrow, John.

Don Gonzales, you've been lied to.

There was no time to check.

But I swear you on my children's life.

Before loading the ship, it was pure.

I believe you.

Then, why am I here?

I have a problem which must be resolved.

I've lost faith at my dignity.

And my enemies will exploit it.

To minimize the damage, one of us has to accept the responsibility.

Gonzales, I won't be your scapegoat.

You have no choice.

Fuck you!

Luis!

Now you bring me here, Roy.

I just told you.

Look, you've been drinking too much, it's late. Oh, you son of a bitch!

I nurtured you.

Our illustrious politicians wearing fat on the diet of drugs, arms, and

extortion. Need I go on?

Don't lie to me, you asshole.

Have you brought the gun?

Sober, I'll call you.

Scum. And you wouldn't know the truth if I got up and bit you in the ass.

I didn't fake men.

I'm Florinda, a friend of Paul.

Yeah. Hi, Flo.

Bye, Flo.

And you are the long -lost friend.

You owe her a lot. True?

Yeah.

Then pay your debt.

And then give her time to trust you again.

What's she afraid of?

Everything.

And the name is Florinda.

Wake up.

Give me a break.

I said a couple of weeks more.

Business is non -existent.

I didn't give a flank fuck what I had.

We won the money.

We won the car.

I thought you had enough guns.

I don't know where it is you ate.

He prefers it new, friends.

So why don't you ask him about it?

Forgive me. I'll speak more clearly.

24 hours for the money.

And they were about off the gun.

All right, ask Florinda.

Fuck you, you lizard!

You okay?

You're still here, huh?

Interesting friend you have there.

Who?

Ah.

Florinda.

Mother's little helper.

Mother?

She's your daughter?

Well, maybe she'll tell me what's going on.

Paula, Bud wanted money and to become a politician.

Roy.

I want to believe you.

What are you doing?

Florinda. Yeah, whatever.

I'm just cleaning out some weeds there.

I know it's in the house. You don't miss a thing, do you?

Wait, something doesn't add up. You ask me to stay, and then you pretend you

don't notice.

What do I do? I'll back?

No, no, no.

People like you always end up smelling of roses, because the air conditioning

those skyscrapers where you work is as pure and sweet.

as the decision was made to improve all our lives.

And herein is the lesson, according to Flo.

Florinda. Yeah.

You know, Flo, your eyes may be greener.

By God, they're beautiful.

You really are an asshole, Roy.

She had a look of politics.

I'm going to get you a life, Bert.

I think you'd better leave.

Gonzales is waiting.

Tell Paula to take care of it.

Once I have begun, and not until then.

Stay calm, senor.

I assure you that Paula cannot tell him what she does not know.

I think he's hungry.

Paulus is drunk.

He's eventually safe.

Even so, now that Coleman's here,

she may have guessed.

Keep the pressure on her for the gun.

Then kill her.

And the girl?

She's here.

Take Mr. Coleman's luggage to his room.

Welcome, Mr. Coleman.

First time in our country?

Sure is.

I hope your stay is long and profitable.

Well, short and profitable would be better.

Nothing personal.

But the heat here is unbearable.

We'll get you a drink by the pool.

Great, I brought my babies here. Good.

I hope you're feeling more cool now.

You got a towel?

Sure.

Thanks. It's a real paradise, but I hope you don't have many enemies.

What do you mean?

Too many men and they're inefficiently positioned.

Fortunately, power is synonymous with it.

In this city, we have a... A small but well -armed group of rebels.

And they've become a serious threat.

So please, continue.

I notice the road turns off about two miles from the villa.

You should position a man there with a walkie -talkie and play sound detectors

in the undergrowth surrounding the villa.

Not the risk of sounding repetitive.

It's hot.

Bulletproof jackets make you sweat.

They lie.

So change your men's outfits.

I have bulletproof jackets in my armory already.

But as for the rest, consider it done.

Come here.

Come to daddy.

him to knock him out before we lose him.

What do you think?

Where's your jacket?

It's your life.

When you guys get in position, wait for my orders.

And since when do you give the orders?

My interest is only prevent a massacre.

There are grocers and cattle farmers.

I bet nobody will turn up.

Well, if the grocers do turn up, we'll be ready.

What do you think Boulevard is back to?

I don't give a shit.

Come out.

Surprise.

Come in.

Now that you've decided to drop in and pay us a visit, tell us about yourself.

Who are you waiting for?

He doesn't like that question.

What does Boulevard's back mean?

Thank you.

Give me the gun.

Bastards like you can change countries.

But you drag blood and death behind you wherever you go.

Yeah, okay, I get the message.

You belong in a pulpit.

But get the fuck out of here.

Go, I said!

Put down the guns.

Slow, slow.

Welcome back.

I'd like to show you my collection.

Nowadays, there are guns that are incredibly complex and efficient.

You're an excellent strategist, and I appreciate your inventiveness.

And you're a murdering bastard.

Why don't you come to the point?

Very well.

I know you brought the mortar gun with you.

Where is it?

You're mistaken.

There's no way the CIA would let it out of the building, let alone the country.

In my opinion, you wouldn't leave it behind at the hands of idiots.

I can assure you. I've run out of patience.

Well, Senor Gonzalez, I need a little bit of time to think about this.

One hour.

Yes, Don Gonzalez, it was Diego. And he is returning to the villa.

Everything went okay.

The problem is we need the telephone.

As soon as that bitch raises the receiver, she'll get it up to us.

I need my car to check out the area Gonzales moved all about.

Wait.

you

Pay my debts.

Good.

Let's go. Wait.

I have to make a call. Nothing.

Trust me.

Enough is enough.

But visit Paula.

If you're in this at all, so is she.

I want the write -out address today.

Not tomorrow. Today.

But, Diego, I want that gun. But Coleman alive.

Clear?

Very good.

Thank you.

I can keep this up all day.

Where's the hideout?

Wait!

You can go tell Sanders to fuck himself, too.

Sí,

señor. Just now.

Okay. But we still need the hideout address.

How did... Okay, okay.

Diego.

That son of a bitch. He's playing games with us.

He has known the hideout address all along.

Kill her.

Stay here.

Okay. Not you.

You have a gun.

Jose, you saved my life twice. I know what I'm doing.

If he's for real, you can let him go in the morning. But for now, come on.

Put them on.

The tank.

Make yourself at home.

Sure, I'll light a fire in the hearth.

Nighty -night.

Don't let the bed bugs bite.

Florinda, Mama is here.

You are a fucking...

Don't understand.

I was going to say, I don't

understand pig talk.

I'll be trying to fight.

Come on, Jose.

Let's get out of here.

We'll deal with you slowly.

Fuck you!

Jack, I'm up to my eyes in shit here.

Where the hell's the cowboy?

I told you before, the scumbag knows I have the gun.

Jesus, yeah, Jack, for now it's safe.

No lectures. I am running out of time.

If he finds the gun, I am dead.

Tell me where you are.

You've got to give me a little time to get in touch with somebody who can take

care of you.

Just get a room.

Jack. I need a room and some water.

It's a dead child.

Live well?

Is that a bitch?

No, not really.

Allowing me to go free the day of the raid was really good.

You bastard.

What the hell are

you talking about? Jesus, take it easy, you crazy bitch. I just saved your life.

We need you.

Like yesterday when you had to make a call. Yes.

We needed help.

I don't know.

I'm... I'm shocked. I'm not thinking straight.

Wait.

I've got to clear my head.

Listen.

I've been banished, not made bankrupt.

I don't need the money that gun would supply.

Then why did you bring it with you?

Because it wasn't safe to leave it back there.

Jose and Paula believed.

That Sanders sent you to help Gonzalez destroy the group.

Well, I didn't even know about his existence until I got here. Anyway, why

hell would the CIA be interested in a small group of part -time bandits?

No offense.

You didn't say CIA.

You said Congress.

You realize now?

No.

Sanders and Gonzalez.

Arms and information in exchange for millions. That's mine, you asshole.

Shall I go on?

Yeah, go on.

Paola knew about Sanders years ago. She just couldn't believe you weren't

involved.

You involved me, all right.

Muggy, Vanity, Hideout.

Jack told me help was...

I can't find her.

There's no one there.

Let's move.

Give the gun.

cold woman.

Bye -bye.

You might from here.

In that direction.

You will find a railway station.

We're parting, are we?

Right.

Some friends of mine would not stop us.

What are you going to do?

Well, um... Try and dig a hole big enough to bury...

You can spend the rest of your life trying to save mine. I want to try and

manage on my own.

Thanks.

You imbecile!

If you come back here, I'll cut your fucking heart out!

Hola.

You know, your little surprises are really starting to get on my nerves.

How did you know the gun was buried in the garden?

At the crossroads, you said your next step was to dig a hole for Sandy.

Then, I remembered your inkling of love.

Yeah, that was really smart of me.

Where is it?

It's in a cave, in the hideout base.

Are you proud of this gun?

Not anymore.

I don't want Gonzales or anyone else to get a hold of it. That's the reason I

came here tonight, to get rid of it.

Why are you here?

It's for you.

You know the house is probably being lost.

No. No, no.

You're still part of the great hypocrisy, but... You've got me

Well, I can fix that.

Coffee?

Hello,

Roy.

How you doing, Jack?

Better than you by the looks of it.

Tell him where the gun is.

I ain't giving up Jack's shit.

No pun intended.

Unless they allow the girl.

What are you looking at? Snake.

She got balls.

What are your...

You will pay for the disruption in my life.

I'll tell you where the gun is.

Of course.

Later.

When I'm ready.

Baker.

Bring him to the villa after the show.

Search every inch of the park

He's

gonna kill us all I'm going wait

I don't like this place.

The buffer is here.

I can feel it.

Relax. Relax.

I'm trying to run it.

He shot me in the back, Roy.

One thing I can say about you, Jack.

You've always been meticulous.

And you've always been a problem to me.

But I'll forgive you this time.

I held a mighty have -fall.

Tempted by the scum of the earth and their private armies for a healthy bank

account.

It's come, what you call it.

It's created me a lifestyle that you just seem to take for granted, Roy.

I don't like long goodbyes. Minor detail, but important nonetheless.

What is it?

The gun down, Jack.