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Right here, little brother. Just jerk off one.

I told you!

I want my mommy!

I'm gonna fuck her head off!

Mommy!

Okay, just hold on. We're gonna get your mommy.

Don't!

He thinks I'm his father. And she's going to die right now if you don't

mom here.

I want to die.

I get the best. Shot Borden in the head and took it. He's all cracked up, man.

He thinks he's Henrietta Carmichael's kid. The newspaper family.

Now she's talking about my mother.

I can't get a clean shot of his head with her in the way.

You better get the shrink.

No, this guy ain't coming out for nobody but his mommy herself.

She's been dead five years.

Mommy!

Come on.

Mommy!

I got a body shot.

Mommy!

I can't tell if you're not authorized to use that shit.

You're already on Callen's list.

Ten seconds!

Then this whore dies dead!

Let the SWAT team take him down, Jack. They're legal on that stuff.

He is the Carmichael kid.

You're going to burn for this, Jack.

Yeah, well, he would have burned her over me.

Frankie, what is it with you and that magazine? You haven't said three words

since we picked you up. I can't be a good architect if I don't stay current

trends, Philip.

Oh. And actually, I've said 38 words, not counting these, Philip. Oh, right.

huh? Well, sorry I lost track. It's okay. Can I have the usual?

Sure. Hey, Wally, can we get a Coke, root beer, orange, ginger ale with some

milk and a cherry for the little man here? The usual. Yeah.

You really like that joke, don't you?

It's different.

I really can't stick around too much longer.

You gonna be okay here for a few minutes while we go shoot some pool and talk

big guy talk?

Okay? Sure. Okay.

He's something else, huh? Yeah.

So, you gonna do it?

Yeah.

Paper should be in as soon as I get back, and then he's officially my kid.

Get back to work.

The Caribbean.

It's ain't, uh... It's ain't something.

There's a guy down there who's got a new wrinkle trafficking H through the

islands.

Like he buys it raw in the triangle and ships it in?

Yeah. Then processes it down there and then ships it up here.

It sounds weak to me, but the word is...

He's bringing in close to 100 mil on the street.

Yeah.

Watch yourself.

Make sure you got someone you can trust on your backup.

Is that an offer?

No.

Well, that's too bad.

You know, this job was a lot more fun when you and I were the famous double

trouble psycho cops.

Taking out the bad guys?

Sorry, it's just not in the car.

Keith.

Same Keith, that's right. You're kidding.

This place is about as stable as a two -legged milk stool.

Anyway, see Frankie once or twice more, will you?

And tell him I'm in Chicago so he doesn't worry.

Okay? Chicago it is.

Chicago it is.

crossing the coastline. They keep...

Guys, you know what you got to do? Put them down, come back alive.

Put the drinks around me.

That'll be the day.

Take your position.

Red Alpha, this is home base. You are visual.

I'm at 11 o 'clock ready to roll.

Over and out.

hell is that?

Maybe it's a kid having fun with a new toy.

Let's go.

Right.

Tell the men to stand by and wait for my signal.

Sure. What is it going to be?

They'll know it when they see it.

Okay.

This is going to be like taking candy from small children.

Let go.

Spread your toes out.

Over there. Keep your head down.

We usually gotta guard that.

Could be the day off.

Oh, this is the bit I like.

Now watch this!

What the shit?

I need to survive.

Come here.

Bring him to me.

Red Alpha.

Mayday, mayday.

We need immediate evacuation.

Come in. Over.

Red Alpha, are you there?

We're at sector Alpha 10.

Hurry. I copy.

Hang in there.

Will do.

Over.

Son of a bitch has a back thought!

Yeah. Go back to sleep, Sandy.

My name is Cindy, not Sandy.

Whatever.

He's fading enough, Doctor.

Give me the B -41. Hurry!

There for advanced temperature reduction.

Now!

John Dr.

Stepney. Well done, lad.

Hey, Jack.

I knew you'd find this.

Listen, this thing stinks down here. I don't know how or why yet, but it does.

I'm beginning to think your bad feeling was right for once.

Look, I know how you feel about the agency, but if you're listening to this

before I get back, it means I'm in deep shit and I need your help.

You know, I wouldn't ask if it wasn't big league stuff, so pick up my trail at

the hotel in K's and don't tell anyone what you're doing.

Tell Frankie hi and give him the toy and I gotta go.

I'll see you.

Callie, where's my brother?

You know the routine, Ryan.

It's confidential information.

I don't want to hear it. Where is he?

You know I won't stop until you tell me what I want to know.

Meet me at Al's.

Eight o 'clock.

Eight o 'clock.

They have phones in Chicago.

Oh, Frankie.

He's in trouble, isn't he?

You can tell me.

I don't know. That's what I'm going to find out.

But he's tough. He's going to be okay.

But if something happens, I won't have a place to live in.

He told you about the adoption, huh? Yeah.

But I kind of had a scary feeling.

Something might happen. You know, again.

Like my real parents.

Let me tell you something about my little brother.

In my whole life, he's never let me down, and he's not gonna let you down

either, okay?

But what if it's something he can't help?

Then we're just gonna have to make a plan.

Okay, Jack, we'll do that. Together?

Yeah, together.

Don't you worry either.

It'll all work out. That's what Philip always says.

And he's usually right.

You better get to class, okay? I'll call you as soon as I know something.

Okay. And be careful, okay?

Run. Bye, Dad. Jesus.

Philip, you better be okay, you son of a bitch.

So, what are you doing these days?

Still wasting your life away?

You don't want to cut this anymore, do you? Talk to Philip.

Okay. I'm listening.

We were set up.

Some political thing.

We still don't know what happened.

One minute, everything's fine.

The next, Phil's asking to be back.

And being hit.

We go back in.

But I'm too late.

We pulled out on Turbo.

And you left him?

I told him you bastards wouldn't cover him if it ever got too

hot. Hot?

Jesus, Jack, give me a break.

I got two six -million -dollar choppers there.

Equipment is replaceable with a pilot in each. That's three lives.

You know the regs. We wouldn't want to break a rule to save a life, would we?

And cost three more?

No, we wouldn't.

And I'm the same goddamn thing if you've been any kind of leader.

And you know it.

What I know, Callan, is that my brother, your best friend, called for your help.

And you deserted him. For all I knew, they were dead.

Then you go back for the body. In a fire fight.

In a fucking nuclear war, Miss Phillip!

You are a psycho.

I got the old man on my back.

You know what it's like to be on his list.

The last time you did.

You just ran.

Didn't you?

You're just a bad memory, like every other memory I got out of this stinking

bin. You stay out of this!

That's pretty interesting.

Yeah, he's gone to the car rental. Thank you.

Hang it up, Michael.

Yes, sir.

It's my pleasure.

Jesus Christ, look where you're going. What are you, blind or stupid?

Well, I would have said I'm sorry.

But if you're going to be that way about it... Yeah, well, I am. These aren't

toys, you know.

Oh, you're a reporter, huh? For Carmichael paper.

Yeah, no cute newspaper lines, okay?

Well,

how about this? Why don't you take your film and your tape recorders and your

camera and you can shove them up your publisher's ass.

Excuse me?

The only time anyone ever talks to me like that is if they've got something

don't want me to find out or write about.

Yeah, well, sorry to disappoint you, lady, but your vulture friends have

picked this carcass clean.

Uh, is this my car here?

Thank you. Oh, I get it. What, you were misquoted by the press?

Something that you said was taken out of context on your way to jail?

Maybe you feel like you were victimized by the press.

Am I close on this one?

Lady, I was raped, dragged over the coals, and left for dead by your sleazy

paper. Sounds like good reporting to me, especially based on what I see in front

of me.

Yeah, well, see this and report whatever you like.

I'll remember this, asshole.

Good morning, boys and gals.

Good morning, sir.

Do we have a progress report, Dr. Steadman? Stage one is locked. We will

tomorrow whether the cybernetics are compatible with his particular brain

function. Excellent, excellent. Do I hear the word bonus all right?

Let me light up what is left of your life, Philip.

Does the name Jack ring a bell?

Jack.

As in your brother Jack?

Well, he's on a holiday and he's going to pay us a visit.

Of course, I'm going to have to kill him.

Does that bother you?

Bother me?

No. Perhaps I should have you kill him for me.

Would you do that, Philip?

I will kill at your command.

Thank you.

Excuse me, are you American?

It's you again.

What, are you following me? Believe me, I couldn't get far enough away from you

if I blew up. Well, I'm on vacation in case you're lying.

Lying? I'm not lying.

Excuse me.

I might be tempted to wonder why you are so interested in convincing me that

you're not up to anything that I might be interested in.

Catch -22, huh?

How will he play it, she wonders.

Like this. Goodbye.

Hey! You're just making me more interested with you now.

No, it's too bad.

A different situation.

A different occupation.

I could be interested in you, too.

That's not what I meant.

Hey! Hey! Hey! What are you doing? What's up, love?

Look, lady, I'm taking this car away. What?

We're going to take it back to the garage. There's no way I can fix it

There's no way I can fix it here. I can't take you with me.

You're not taking me with you? Wait.

Hey, hey.

I'm stranded here.

Come and join the party, woman.

No worries. Stay cool, baby.

Excuse me. Can I just have a ride with Hayez?

Ready? Hop.

In the back.

Great.

Thank you.

Great woman.

Crazy woman.

Passport, please.

Check this. This could be our man.

Jack Ryan?

Yeah. What's the purpose of your visit?

I'm just on vacation.

Came here to enjoy your lovely country, sir.

We have reason to believe that you are carrying drugs.

I don't think so.

You're under arrest.

Come on, guys. What is this? I'm no dope runner.

I used to be in the DEA.

Call them.

Feelin' bout you.

Got a plan.

do this to me? Lady, what the hell were you doing in the back of my truck with

your pants down anyway?

Your truck?

I didn't know it was your truck. Or believe me, I wouldn't have even come

it. Who the hell are you?

Jack. Jack.

Fine. Who are you?

Kate. Kate.

Fine.

You nearly killed me. No, I didn't.

They did.

But won't it make a nice story?

Kate. Not if you don't know who you're writing about, Jack.

Look, maybe back in Miami over a couple of pina coladas, but right now I really

have to be going.

Your stuff?

You gonna be all right?

I don't know, Jack.

I'm here on an assignment for voodoo.

I haven't even gotten the beginning of the lead for my story.

And I'm stranded here with you. I don't know where.

You're probably wanted by Interpol or somebody.

I don't know.

Look, I'll tell you what.

I'll give you a ride into town. Come on.

You gonna tell me what's going on?

Just get in.

Got a bad feeling.

Welcome, gentlemen, to my humble abode. Thank you.

Very good to see you.

This is where the transubstantiation of human into cyborg form takes place.

Under the capable supervision of Dr. Stegman here. And, of course, myself.

As you can see, no expense has been spared in either research or development

this project.

The scientific new wave has finally arrived. Where do you get your financing

from? Well, I have certain agricultural and...

certain pharmaceutical interests that have proved quite lucrative. This way,

please, gentlemen.

Allow me to present the K -3 prototype cyborg assassin.

Now, if you're serious about getting rid of the president of this pathetically

provincial backwater of a third world country, watch this.

The car is armor -plated, of course.

Now, imagine that the president is inside.

Mr. Gunn, the president never goes anywhere without three or four cards

with secret agents. They'd annihilate him.

I think not.

But perhaps you'll allow me to illustrate with a couple of my men.

Just a minute, please.

I'd like to use my own for the sake of partiality.

Johnson.

Johnson.

He's a big lad, isn't he?

My word, a big lad.

Jones, get down there and do thy best.

Quincy, kill him.

How much money are we looking at here, Mr. Kessel?

Oh, $25 million U .S. I'm sorry, that's far too much for our organization.

It's far too little for the price of a country. Mr. Kessel.

Gentlemen, I'll let you mull it over for a moment or two. Excuse me.

The brother.

They got away at the checkpoint.

How did he accomplish that?

Outsmarted them.

He outran them, got clean away.

So he's got all the talents of his older brother, has he?

Interesting.

Perhaps we should consider converting him as well.

He could sell them as a family unit.

In fact, properly armed, we could describe them as a nuclear family.

What do you think, Steve?

You know, the problem with you is you have absolutely no vision whatsoever.

Then that's why you work for me and not the other way around, isn't it?

We'll have to accept it, I'm afraid. Yes.

Mr. Kessel, you've got a deal.

Excellent. You won't regret it.

Now, how about a nice cup of tea?

You see, Philip, this is our bank.

White money.

Bank.

Not in peeping Tom.

No, it's just me.

My God, Jesus, I am starved.

What, you call it dinner?

That's all they had.

It's not like I could find a pizza hut around here.

You always eat a banana like that?

You're a liar.

You are a drug dealer.

This is coke.

No, I told you that's not coke. That's heroin.

You didn't tell me you were carrying it.

You didn't ask.

What? Are you a fucking psycho?

That's funny you should say that.

Funny?

Do you want to tell me something funny about this? Sit here.

Sit here, Kate.

I tried to tell you before.

This is the only link I had to what my brother was doing down here.

He sent it to me as evidence.

I thought I might need it.

Okay?

Well, I'm starting to believe you.

Only a DEA agent could smuggle heroin out of the country.

I know.

Smuggling it out is easy.

Getting it in is where you get tripped up.

Pretty bad yourself.

Pretty bad with a banana.

So, I guess I should expect more surprises, huh?

Well, surprises make for a good story, don't they?

Mm -hmm.

You think I can print this?

No, I'm saying that it's a good story.

I just need to see how it ends.

Okay.

You should go to your room.

I don't want to give away the ending.

If you didn't use all the cool water.

Looks like a one horse town to me.

The horse just died.

I'll guess a couple rooms.

One room under one name.

Mr. Matthew Downing.

The police are looking for a single man, not a married woman.

What's that, journalist school?

I'll go see what I can needle out of the local cops.

Hey, be careful, okay?

Why, you're not.

Sure I am, it just doesn't look that way.

We've got people living here who still believe in voodoo. They say it's

medicine to eat the flesh of a dead enemy.

Personally, I think it's a lot of horse droppings.

On the other hand, I've got nine corpses in the morgue with their faces missing.

What were their faces missing?

Ripped out, clean as a whistle. I don't know who they were or where they came

from.

So I must ask myself, is it voodoo or is it just simple murder?

Well, if you figure it out, let me know.

Have you ever heard the name Philip Ryan?

Perhaps. Why do you ask?

He's a friend of mine.

Sent me a postcard, said to come down.

Can't find him anywhere.

Well, maybe he... left.

Suddenly.

Are you thinking maybe I should do the same?

I've no particular thoughts on that subject.

Yet.

Good day.

Rule for two, please.

Two singles and a double.

Two singles and a double.

Oh, double.

Hey.

You know where I might cop some wine.

Like what?

You know, aged, ragged, smack, whatever they call it down here. Heroin. There

ain't no heroin on the island.

You know, that's what people keep telling me.

You know, I think I also had difficulties.

Where? Maybe at the club by the back of the hotel, a place called the Jive

Joint. Oh.

But with that kind of cash, I might give you some advice.

Yeah? You're a little too pale to hang around that place too long, man.

Thanks. I'll keep that in mind.

You got a first name, Mr. Downey? What?

Jack.

Watch your head, Jack.

This ain't Cleveland, man.

Yeah, I know. The leg was bad.

Mr. Kettle. Yes, speaking.

The American is here.

Well done, lad. Well done.

Our guest has arrived.

You have disgusting habits, you know.

Two thousand that we had on those moons We had on time for the day you

You guys mind if I join in?

Yeah, sit down.

You know that black is wild.

No draw.

Okay.

I'm looking

for

an American guy.

His name is Philip Ryan.

Maybe he came through here.

Looks something like me.

of weeks ago there was an american in town maybe it was the same man maybe not

two

paris hi sorry to ruin a good hand but mr castle wants to meet you says you got

something you might be interested in seeing how i don't know anybody by that

name

I can't see how I'd be interested in anything he says he's got.

If Mr. Kessel wants to talk with you, it's better that you go listen.

I'd rather play cards with you guys.

You're probably a better class of people.

And once you guys chill out, go grab a beer.

Pull up a chair and lose some money.

Okay, sure.

Okay.

We'll go see Mr. Kessel.

What are you going to do with that knife?

I'm only going to ask you this once.

What's this guy Kessel have I'm supposed to be interested in? I don't know.

To my brother?

Don't say I didn't warn you.

You tell this guy Kessel.

I'll visit him when I'm ready for it.

Not when he's ready for it. You get my drift?

Man,

you ought to get that fixed. You'd get a ticket.

Had to go to the police station.

There are nine bodies in the morgue with their faces missing.

The police don't know who they are.

Did you see them?

No.

How many men were in Philip's team? It's hard to say. It depends on the mission.

I was thinking, even if we do get into the morgue, we're not going to be able

identify him.

Philip's got a scar on his neck right here.

I'm a gunshot wound.

You love your brother a lot?

Enough to risk coming here to save him.

I like that about you, Jack.

It just goes with the job.

I guess I'd almost forgotten.

But you're pretty tough yourself, you know it?

Sometimes too tough. It goes with my job, too, you know?

I'm sorry about whatever one of our reporters did to you.

It wasn't your problem to begin with, Kate.

But it would be my pleasure to finish it.

Whatever it was in the past, you and I are here in the present together.

I've got a feeling that things are going to get much worse before they get any

better.

I get that feeling a lot.

Idiot.

I want this brother before he does any more damage.

Okay. And fire this moron.

You're fired.

I just had that wall painted.

I'm sorry, boss.

Give him the voodoo face treatment and dump him outside the shantytown.

Ooh, I could smack you sometimes.

Hey, don't you know how to be knocking here, man? I could be doing something

private. What do you want in this place this time of night anyway?

We understand that there are nine bodies here.

We'd like to take a look at them. No, no, no, no can do that, I'm afraid.

you go down to the police station and get yourself a clearance certificate,

yeah? I think I got one of those. Is that what it looks like?

That's exactly what it looks like, huh?

Don't I know you from someplace?

I got a brother who looks kind of like me. Maybe you've seen him.

It's Jim Morrison is your brother, man.

Because that's exactly who you look like.

No, it can't be. Jim Morrison and him dead.

Speaking of the dead.

Yeah, right.

This way.

Jim Morrison dead from voodoo shit, man.

You believe in that stuff, huh?

Yeah, I'm telling you the truth, man. Don't be fucking with no voodoo.

Well, you take a look if you'd like, although I can't see why you would want

Okay, here you are. Get back. Get out of the way.

Hey, man, can we go now?

I don't mind waiting out in front there, but in here?

Yes.

You guys okay?

Yes. What was that all about, man?

Get her out of here.

Yeah.

What are you, blind?

Fully automatic Limo Mike 5 with a 50 -round clip?

You just hold her right there, pal.

Who's the guy in the car?

You're still alive. I must be dead, man. You're not dead yet. Now, who is he?

Him is the Kessel man. The only one that hit me like that.

Kessel? Who the hell is this guy, Kessel? What does he do? Where does he

Kessel the mayor, man. Him live up in the big house.

Show me.

No, no, no. We don't trust nobody. We want to look at nine dead men with no

faces. Then bring a zombie from the spirit world into the morgue to fight

late at night.

Look, you want zombie?

I got zombie. This here, this will turn you into a zombie. Now, let's go.

Police! Drop your weapon! All right, the good guys.

Drop it!

Now spread them!

I don't know if you know what's going on, but you got some weird stuff going

in this town.

Oh, come on.

Oh, Mr. Ryan.

You're in trouble. You're under arrest.

Arrest? What for?

Illegal entry.

Resisting arrest.

Possession of an unlicensed firearm.

Disturbing the peace.

A car theft.

Have I forgotten anything?

Oh, Mr. Ryan.

You are in big trouble.

It's terrible.

The main application computer is completely destroyed along with the

interface. That's impossible.

He's indestructible.

Look, it is shorted with an electrical charge.

The software is erased. That is his Achilles' heel, and the man who

him found it.

How long will it take to repair him?

The reprogram would take at least three days.

Not to mention the damage to the cybernetics and the hardware. We are

three weeks. The buyers are coming for him tomorrow.

Well, tell them to wait.

They can't wait.

They've got a date set for an assassination.

Besides, we have other potential buyers who are anxiously awaiting the outcome.

We could lose hundreds of millions of dollars.

Use the cop instead.

Forget it.

We need at least two days to eradicate his emotional memory. Then he has to

undergo physical tests before we can install the fight program.

He's a cop.

He already knows how to fight.

Stephen, I like it.

Do it.

Accelerate the program. Work all through the night if you have to. It won't

work. We tied it on the chimps and we destroyed them all. He's not a chimp.

a man.

But he was.

Look, we have no alternative.

Do it.

We just have to take the risk.

Now, where is Hope? In the control room. And the girl? I locked her up in the

house. Keep her there. No one's to touch her. She's our insurance policy.

Just in case something goes wrong.

This is yours.

I want him.

You don't have to worry about him. Without that evidence, he's got nothing

you. I told you to bring him to me.

Look, Mr. Kessel, the last thing you want is FBI agents coming down here

for missing Americans.

You don't need that kind of attention.

Don't push me, Holden.

I'll take care of him.

I give you my word.

So I'm going to finally meet this Kessel clown, huh?

Your return ticket to Denver. Connect out of Miami at 7.

Wait, is this Consul Mr. Kessel?

Hardly. You know that fellow you wasted, the one with the metal head and exotic

manicure? Must have cost him 10 million.

No, no, I'd say he wants you more than deported.

Oh, so this was your idea.

Serve and protect any way I can.

Never served me before. Never protected nothing I ever seen. Shut up!

What about the girl?

I'll do what I can.

And my brother?

I'm sorry.

I come from a big family myself, so I understand.

But this is one time I'm going to advise someone to turn their back on a blood

relative. There'll be more bloodshed, and this time it'll be yours.

It'd be yours if I wasn't cuffed right now. I saved your life.

The man's a drug -dealing, murdering, who knows what the fuck else, and you're

just sitting on your fat ass and letting him run this town.

Without him, there'd be no town. There'd be no jobs. There wouldn't even be a

school.

You're a disgrace to the uniform.

You're not a cop, you're a leech.

You're no better than he is. In fact, you're worse because you should be, and

you know it.

What's that?

What? Goddamn, put that gun down!

Pull over. Hey, what the hell are you doing here, man? Pull over! Are you

your mind here?

Pull over.

Give me the keys.

Hey, Captain.

Shut up.

You're lucky I came at all.

I thought you'd have been keen to be here on payday.

That's quite a lot of money for a career cop.

Don't fuck with me, Kessel. I'm not in the mood.

Did you get rid of Ryan?

I can't have him IDing me here.

Well, you shouldn't have sent him here in the first place.

I didn't send him. He came on his own.

You shouldn't have turned his brother into a fucking brain -dead robot.

He's not dead, you brainless, syphilitic idiot.

He is life -perfected. I have perfected the art of life itself.

You've perfected the art of bullshit, Kessel.

You need an attitude check.

And I need my money.

I trust that when the presidency is within your control, we'll continue

to have a normal, healthy business relationship.

In what way?

Well, to be concise, I want no interference in my business affairs.

And what do we get in exchange?

Access to my latest technology.

Okay.

Very wise decision.

We'd like to pick up our merchandise now. Yes, of course.

And you'd be delighted to know... I've switched you to a more advanced model.

Chapter case.

That case is armed with high explosives.

It will only open to Arthur's hand.

Gentlemen, gentlemen.

The phase three, Seinfeld, is superior in every way to the model that I

demonstrated.

We'll be the judge of that.

You know something big, Captain Ogun. Maybe this white boy is right, man.

All the people of this town just sitting around doing nothing about Mr. Kessel

and all his killing.

Before Kessel came, we was all poor, sure, but everyone, including yourself,

used to walk tall with their head held high, proud to be from Jack Marr. But

now... So what are you saying?

I'm saying maybe we shouldn't be doing some sitting around anymore, Captain.

Maybe we should be doing some standing up behind the white boy.

The demonstration, please, Dr. Stackman. One moment.

Before his metamorphosis into the cyborg form, this was a highly trained

member of the Drug Enforcement Agency. In fact, he was one of Captain Callan's

number one undercover cops.

Am I right, Captain Callan?

Yeah, he was.

In a way, in a way, you were responsible for his death, weren't you?

What are you getting at, Castle?

What I'm getting at, Captain Cullen, is that wouldn't it be ironic if he, in his

turn, would be responsible for your death?

Yeah, very ironic.

I've had about all the egomaniacal bullshit of yours I can take. I've got a

plane to catch.

Now, where's my money?

What is this?

Just a demonstration.

Bear with me.

Captain Cullen, why don't you shake hands with your former top cop and late

best friend?

You see, Cullen, he's a perfect employee.

He only does what he's told to do.

When he's told to do it. He's got no brain left. What do you expect?

I expect you to behave like him, even with your minuscule, small human brain.

Now, Philip, shake Captain Callum's hand.

Philip, crush Captain Callum's hand.

You see, it isn't really a question of megalomania. It's a question of science.

Science is cybernetics, and I am its prophet.

And with all due modesty, my dear Captain Callan, I may say that I am

the greatest scientist on Earth.

Okay, you've made your point. Not yet.

No, no, no. I haven't quite finished making my point yet.

Did it?

Kill him.

No, Bill.

Don't do it for this bastard.

I was impressed.

There you are, gentlemen.

You see?

He works just perfectly.

Oh, isn't he beautiful?

Now, how about a nice cup of tea?

What do we got?

No need to be alarmed, gentlemen. No need. It's just my men engaged in a

training exercise.

I'll go and quieten them down.

Stay here for a moment.

Get to go.

Yes, sir.

Get the case.

Pain's pretty intense, huh?

You show me where the girl is, or you're not going to feel any pain at all.

Let's go, let's go, get moving!

Wait, wait, wait for us!

me a great deal of money, young man.

Now put that gun down or I'll blow her head off.

Put it down!

Well, you must be Kessel.

Very perceptive of you. You know, it's really sad that I'm going to have to

you. I'd really have liked to have made you a member of my little family.

Speaking of family... Oh, excuse my manners or the lack of them. Of course,

haven't met your new, improved... brother yet, have you?

Philip!

Philip.

Philip, it's me, Jack.

What have you done to him? The same thing that I'm going to do to your

blonde friend here.

But first, let's have a real family reunion, shall we?

Philip!

Kill your brother!

Brother?

You see, he doesn't even recognize you.

Jack, don't let him touch you! Shut up!

Come on, don't stand there, Phil.

Let's take this dickhead out.

Philip, I command you, kill your brother.

Come on, Phil, it's me.

Come on, remember.

The psycho crew. We'll take it out on the bad guys. You remember the psycho

crew.

The psycho crew.

The family.

You're the responsible one.

You.

Way to go, Phil!

Back in action.

Good afternoon.

Jack.

Take care.

Frankie.

Goodbye.

Brother. You're going to be all right. Come on.

Over my dead body.

Shit,

watch out!

You're a great mind, you sure are a big sucker.

Kill the brother!

Kill the brother!

You two all right?

Yeah.

Glad you decided to be a real cop after all.

Don't push your luck.

You've broken about a hundred laws, as far as I can tell.

It's about a hundred less than you, Paul.

We're about even.

that we had on