Original subtitles

Bloodsport!

Bloodsport!

Bloodsport!

Come on, keller, get up!

Rip his head off!

Take him out!

No.

I will not kill.

This man fought with skill and dignity,

and you would have me destroy that integrity.

And why?

To satisfy your lust for death.

There was a time when kumite meant honor.

But i see now that kumite here is dead.

It has become nothing more than a blood sport.

I want him.

But he won't kill,

so what good is he to you?

When he is mine...

i'll make him kill.

You know, i don't get you, keller.

You compete in these underground cockfights,

and then you're surprised when things turn ugly.

Hey, i compete to stay sharp.

Fine, i can respect that.

Just don't expect the paying audience

to share your high ideals on skill and courage.

You know, blaire, you're the best partner i ever had.

But you're a pain in the ass.

Same to you, tough guy.

Jesus!

These fights get me all tense.

Hey, don't people say excuse me anymore?

Why don't you just break down and get a new pen, rita?

Oh, no way. This is my lucky pen.

It was a christmas present from my kids.

Let's go for a drink.

Ok, i'll buy for you.

No, i'll buy.

No, i'll buy you a drink. I'll buy you.

Where's the fucking money?

No!

What the hell are you doing?

Everybody down!

I'll blow your fucking brains out!

Why are all policewomen so obstinate?

Because we can be.

I'm a police officer. Release the girl!

Ow!

Aah! Aah!

Oh, my god.

Drop the gun! Release the girl!

All units, a 2-11 in progress

be advised, shots fired at 1100 south robertson.

Suspect is a white male...

let's go, blaire.

Get back, blaire.

Watch your ass, keller.

What's up, asshole?

I thought you were dead, asshole.

You thought wrong.

You were on death row.

You were supposed to have been executed.

Jesus christ, keller,

take the shot. You've got him.

Go ahead, take the fucking shot.

Ok, schrek, this can be win-win.

Lower your gun,

and we all walkout of here alive.

Ahhh!

Blaire!

I'm unarmed, officer.

Backup's outside. It's over.

Assume the position, asshole.

Whatever you say... babe.

Sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-should've taken the shot.

Schrek's en route.

Commander anderson also called.

He's stopping by, wants to be in on this one.

I put schrek's ass away6 years ago for murder.

He was supposed to be executed.

I read the file.

Look... in retrospect,

it wouldn't have mattered

if you'd taken the shot.

He'd have killed the girl anyway.

Bullshit.

I let that girl die.

I need 5 minutes.

Alone.

Keller...

commander anderson wants a 2-man guard on him until he arrives.

Gentlemen, why don't you go take a piss

and give us some breathing room here?

You, too.

Ah, come on, keller.

Your record is clean.

I want to keep it that way.

Out.

Out!

I sure hope you know what you're doing.

Should've taken the shot, man.

Foreplay.

I'm diggin' it.

Where's keller?

Oh, great. He's alone with that psycho?

I need him alive and able to talk.

He's in lockup, sir, safe as a baby.

How the hell did you get out of fuego?

What the hell are you doing?

Put down the goddamn gun, john.

Get him out of here.

Ehh, let's go!

John...

you know i'm a man of strong beliefs.

And one of my strongest beliefs

is that when a commander gives an order,

it's to be followed to the goddamn letter!

It's my fault, commander.

Agent keller... save it!

You'll have my official resignation in the morning.

John... hold on.

You want another crack at schrek?

'Cause it's clear to me, john,

you have a hard-on for that psycho.

I have a problem with cold-blooded killers,

especially cop killers.

Could just be me.

Ok.

He's yours.

But... this is not unconditional love, john.

There's a catch.

What?

My attitude?

No vigilante bullshit, john.

You're still a cop.

We work together on this.

Clear?

Clear.

Blaire?

Yeah.

Schrek was being transferred

to a state facility somewhere outside of yuma

when the van blew a tire.

He killed 3 guards and a driver.

Where was the transport heading when schrek escaped?

We don't know exactly,

and no record sindicate a transfer.

Schrek was officially executed one month ago.

Now he turns up alive and lethal in my jurisdiction,

and that pisses me off.

Well, now we know why.

We can't confirm any bodies.

The warden at fuego says that schrek

was being transferred to a state facility

for psychiatrice valuation.

4 other prisons are experiencing

the same disappearances.

No bodies, no records?

Zip.

That's right.

Corpus disappear us.

So here's the deal, john:

i want you to go deep cover into fuego.

Find out what the fuck's going on down there.

What's my cover?

Can we talk?

Look, you go in there,

you aren't coming out.

Is that what you want?

Now, listen.

I want to know what's going on in that prison.

Fuck you, captain ahab.

You're going after moby dick

for hurting you.

Just remember one thing...

what was that?

Revenge.

And at the end of the day,

revenge emerged victorious.

Hey, asshole.

Gun down! Freeze!

Drop the gun, keller.

What the hell have you done?

Order! Order in the court!

This court finds you guilty, john keller,

for the aggravated and unprovoked murders

of 2 law enforcement officers.

I'm recommending a life-term sentence without parole.

You'll be remanded

to the maximum-security penitentiary,

fuego penal.

John keller... a decorated s.w.a.t. officer for this city,

now a convicted murderer...

is to serve out the rest of his life in prison.

An isolated tragedy

or an early warning to high-stress law enforcement agencies

that other such incidents are...

th-there he is!

Mr. Keller!

Do you feel like you got a fair trial?

Keller, do you feel the sentence was fair?

Right here, sir.

Preston here.

He's heading your way.

Uh, yes, i... i just read the paper.

What do we know about him?

My sources tell me keller's case is legit.

Don't screw this up.

My bet?

He's dead by morning.

Keller is one of the world's greatest fighters.

He is rare.

I want him.

Well, i...

welcome to my universe.

Welcome, gentlemen, to fuego penal,

a place where you will live out

your miserable, worthless existences indefinitely.

I'm files. Think of me as god.

Screw with me, and by sweet, sunny jesus,

i will use your prostates

as goddamn trampolines.

Hello, girls.

I'm the warden.

I have one rule in my prison.

There are no rules.

Move it, keller.

John matthew keller,

hero of the people.

Holy shit.

Sound like you know the man, winston.

Only what i read on the net.

Hey, billings,

wasn't keller the guy who nailed you

for armed robbery a few years back?

Yeah.

* And now i know

* there's a living god *

praise jesus.

Keller has been delivered to me.

Howdy.

Name's winston, as in churchill.

Man with a marvelousth rift of language.

I like that.

Yes, i do, indeed.

Shows character, shows innate wisdom.

Shows, um... shut up.

Shows shut up. I can do that.

Hey, listen, i'm a guy that you need to know and like.

Why?

I get things for people:

drugs, cigarettes, good book,

even women.

I got contacts.

Well, just thought you'd like to know.

Hey, officer keller,

meet the famous dr. Rosenbloom.

Killed his father and mother with a corkscrew.

But don't hold that against him.

Deep down, he's a real sweetheart.

John keller.

You look much larger on television.

The first one... is free.

It's for all the pain.

Don't look now, keller,

there's a couple of good old boys

coming your way with orders to kill.

How do you know?

Got contacts, like i said.

I just did you a favor...

you owe me one.

Well...

our new playboy is definitely a player.

Heh.

Did he... disappoint?

Absolutely not, sir.

I saw him fight once.

He was masterful.

However...

we don't want to move too quickly,

after the schrek incident.

We'll keep it simple, mr. Caesar.

Conventional indoctrination, as per policy.

One last thing, warden.

About schrek...

how did things go so wrong?

U-uh... bad luck, sir.

The transport that was moving schrek blew a tire.

Schrek acted quickly,

killed the guards,

escaped within minutes.

It garneredunnecessary attention.

S-s-s-such an incident

will not happen again, sir.

Good.

Keep me apprised on keller's progress.

Files...

bring in our new guest.

Mr. Keller.

Very impressive performance

in the kitchen this morning.

I was told they were ordered to kill me.

Who told you that?

Heh heh.

In any case, it's probably true.

You're an ex-cop, mr. Keller.

Not a lot of people around here

have warm, fuzzy feelings for you.

However, i could make your stay

a little more tolerable.

Interested?

If it allows me to pursue a life

of religious and spiritual fulfilment,

of course.

I appreciate a good fighter, mr. Keller.

Sarcasm from some shit-fuck cop killer,

however, is something i simply will not tolerate.

I'm prepared to make you an offer.

Listening?

I asked you a question.

Are we listening?

Yeah, i'm listening.

Good.

Pray, gentlemen, a word with you.

Apparently, some of you have requested religious counseling.

Well, we aim to please,

so the holy sisters of mercy

have come in answer of your prayers.

Now, mind your manners and play nice...

or i'll reach my fist so far up your asses

i'll pull out your lungs.

Clear?

They're all penguins!

They're all penguins! It's a conspiracy! A conspiracy!

Sister, i must talk with you.

I have sinned.

I am hereto listen to your troubles, my son.

I can only imagine the sick fantasies

rolling around in your head right now.

Now that you mention it,

the outfit is kind of kinky.

Eat me.

I'm glad to see you're alive.

You got anything yet?

Nothing yet.

However, the warden runs a small-time black-market cockfight.

He wants me to fight.

What are you gonna do?

You guys got anything yet?

Negative.

There is something, though... what?

U.s. marshals office has a man in here, deep cover.

Been here about a month working on the same case.

He's their top mole, real performer.

I'll keep an eye out for him.

When do you come back?

One week.

Same place.

Hey... what?

What kind of meat do priests eat?

Nun.

Stay safe, keller.

Hate to lose my best partner yet.

Happy trails.

Gentlemen!

One rule, and only one rule:

there are no rules!

Billings.

Agent keller.

Long time.

What are you doing here?

I'm your corner man.

I volunteered for the job.

Any particular reason?

Because nobody's gonna kill you but me.

When we gets quared off one day,

i'm taking you out.

Praise jesus.

That's ivan.

And looky who his corner man is.

Round one.

Yeah, come on!

Looks like your boy's losing!

Yeah? Don't bet on it.

Come on. Go, go!

Get him, keller.

Nail him!

Get him.

Get off of the rope, you idiot!

Stand up and fight!

I don't care how the fuck you do it.

Tear this motherfucker's head off, you understand?

Break his fucking neck.

Let's go, let's go.

Get some now, ivan. Come on!

Take him down! Take him down!

You fucking finish it, you son of a bitch!

You finish it now!

You kill him!

Keller, you kill him!

It's over.

Goddamn you, son of a bitch!

You will!

You think you're king, are you?

I'll come down there and get you myself!

I'll rip your skin off!

I'll kill you!

It's only a game. It's ok.

H-hello.

He... m-mr. Caesar?

Uh, hello? Hello, sir?

H-hello?

Hello? Mr. Caesar?

Goddamn phone.

Hello?!

What?

Did you see the video of the keller fight?

Of course.

The son of a bitch refused to go for the kill.

Have you been monitoring his behavior?

He's been watched morning, noon, and night.

Nothing suspicious.

Still... before you implement.

Mr. Keller's execution...

perhaps there is a way

to erase all our doubt.

I'd like to be certain, but i...

yeah, i'm sorry to hear that, marshal.

Thanks for the tip.

Good-bye.

Bad news.

They made the marshal's inside guy.

Is he still alive?

Unknown.

Their mole said he was a dead man.

They nailed them all.

They'll nail keller next.

I think we should pull him.

We can't, blaire.

Keller is now our only link to the inside.

Commander...

keller volunteered for this operation.

He knew the risks.

I understand your relationship with keller.

You're a good team.

But you're still cops.

Don't forget that.

You meet with keller in a couple of days, right?

Yep.

Well, if at that time, he gives us any indication

his position's compromised,

we pull him.

Agreed?

Agreed.

Ohh.

Contusions.

A concussion.

And, uh, subcutaneous hepatoma.

Hey, hey. Speak english, rosenbloom.

How's he doing?

Well, basically, he's pretty fucked up.

Ha ha ha ha.

Ohhh.

Ohhhh.

Unh.

You'll be all right.

Hey, doctor, why don't you keep

the good guard company for a while?

Paging dr. Rosenbloom.

Keller, are you clear enough to understand me?

Yeah.

All right, listen carefully.

In another day or two,

you are going to have a visitor,

a woman, a spy.

A spy from whom?

The warden.

He suspects you of being a deep-cover agent.

Where does the woman fit in?

Well, she's gonna keep you company

in a cell that's wired for sound.

It's an opportunity for you to convince the warden

of your genuineness.

You're the mole.

U.s. marshal.

I've been nailed.

My days are numbered.

I understand that you are the last line of defense.

Have you been tapped?

How could you manage this?

Well, the good dr. Rosenbloom and i

have quite a little company going.

At any rate, the warden doesn't know who the mole is.

Not yet, anyway.

You got to get out of here.

Ha ha ha ha.

Well, if i'm still alive in a few days,

we'll talk.

Hey.

2 days, remember.

And, keller, be convincing.

Whatever it takes, stud.

Hey, rosenbloom!

Blaire?

Where am i?

In a room.

I'm regina.

I'm your... reward from the warden

for winning your first fight.

Well, that's very thoughtful of the warden.

And all this time, i thought he was

a sick, twisted, sadistic bastard...

who likes watching men sweat.

Prick.

And i was afraid you would be too sick.

Never too sick for that.

Ow!

Ahhh.

Ohhh.

Ohhh!

Ohhh.

What happened, keller?

I lost my mind.

Suddenly the gun was in my hand,

and i was firing it.

Bang, bang, and they were all dead.

That's so sad.

You don't look like a killer.

I have killed,

and i will kill again.

Would you kill me?

If you give me a reason,

i will kill you.

Promise?

Promise.

Preston here.

Don't preston me.

Inform me.

He's clean.

I know you have an agent there.

Find him.

Kill him.

Make it look accidental.

We begin in 7 days.

Understood.

Sir, if i may make a suggest...

listen up. I know all about your cover.

Your commander anderson communicated

to my section chief, who then leaked

the intel down to me.

How?

Through our head guard mr. Files.

Files? But...

he knows nothing about it.

Rosenbloom and i have got him hooked up

on a pcp-cocaine combo.

You see, files knows that rosenbloom

needs outside constituents.

So i make out my grocery order list to my contact,

and then files hooks up with him on the outside,

and the shit comes down to us via single flower.

The flower's encrypted?

Acetylene?

Bingo.

Water, a little lemon juice, voila!

Invisible ink.

My plastic homing pigeon to the outside world.

What do you know about the missing inmates?

Not much.

Men are executed on a regular basis,

ostensibly by orders of the state.

But when, uh, family or friends come

to collect the remains,

zip, nada, nothing.

This corpse-snatching, it doesn't make any sense.

I've pressed all my sources,

but i can't figure it out.

There's no rhyme or reason

to steal dead cons.

That's about it for now.

Meet you at the mess in 20.

Aah!

Go get him! Grab his arms!

Easy! Easy!

Thanks.

Like i said, you're mine.

Only on my terms, no one else's.

Hey.

What are you working on, blaire?

Oh, trying to construct a pattern

that needs a little old-fashioned extrapolation.

5 prison facilities,

including fuego,

all within 300 miles of each other.

Connect the dots,

you have some what of a circle.

Schrek's transport was disabled

on interstate 62 going west out of fuego.

So somewhere within here is our answer, huh?

Ha.

Yeah, wonderful.

Only, that leaves about 1,000 square miles

of mountain and desert as possibilities,

and, uh, we don't even know for sure

if schrek is connected to the missing bodies

of executed inmates.

Hmm.

Well, let's hope keller comes up

with some more useful information.

Yeah.

Have your report on my desk in the morning.

You got it.

Go left, right.

That's it. Go, turn, turn.

Hands up. Here you go, come on.

That's it. Go, go.

That's it. Go. Left roundhouse.

Come on. Come on.

Stay back. Go back, go back.

Ok.

That's it. Stand up.

You ain't showing him right, man.

See, it's the element of surprise

that throws the enemies off.

Isn't it right, keller?

This is it, man.

Watch this, boys.

I see your point.

1, 2... 3!

You picked a fine day to die, keller.

Quit dancing, boys. Let's go.

Breathe, keller, breathe!

Go, go, go!

Get him!

Go, go, go! Get him!

The secret is...

one more blow, and you snap his windpipe.

Yeah.

I... i see.

Suffocate him! Yeah!

Get my glasses.

Look. See him suffocate.

Rosenbloom.

See him suffocate.

Hey, hey, hey!

Calm.

Calm, calm.easy.

You missed a great opportunity, keller.

I just return eda favor.

I don't like debts.

Next time.

Next time, you die.

All right, break it up.

Break this up.

What the hell is going on?

Order just came down

from the governor, billings.

Tonight you hold hands with jesus.

Come on, let's go!

Come on, get up!

Come on, pick it up. Pick it up.

Keller!

Keller.

What?

Keller, they're coming for you.

They're coming for you.

Who?

The warden and his men.

I know what they're gonna do to you.

Just like the others.

Schrek first!

Save keller for last.

Do me a favor, doc.

Ha ha ha.

Time to check out, keller.

What's up, warden?

Well, that's a good question, keller.

Here's the answer.

Tonight, you die.

Keller.

What the hell is going on?

Your execution's been moved up, cop killer.

No reprieve, do not pass go,

do not collect $200.

I want to see a governmental approval.

Take my word for it?

Stay back! I can break his neck.

Stay back!

This will help you relax.

Eh?

"Though i walk through the valley of the shadow of death",

i will fear no evil."

By special penal order 456.1,

john keller, i hereby authorize

your formal execution.

I have the right to an...

you have no rights, mr. Keller.

Parting is such sweet sorrow.

"Be with me all the days of my life."

No, you can't do this.

No, you can't do this!

No!

You can't do this!

No!

What is it?

John's dead.

No.

It's a mistake.

It's over, christy.

It's over.

He's not dead.

He's not dead.

I know keller.

He is the most unstoppables on of a bitch

on the planet.

Nobody's unstoppable, christy.

Not even john fucking keller.

I'm staying on this.

You're too close to this.

Go home. That's an order.

It's company policy.

Oh, don't give me that company policy bullshit, anderson.

You sent him in.

You're on indefinite leave

until further notice, agent blaire.

Screw you.

I'd like to speak with john keller's cellmate.

You're keller's sister friend.

This poor troubled soul over there

would like to speak with me.

Move closer to the glass.

Move closer.

I can't see you.

Move... closer.

Move closer.

Where is he?

Move closer.

Please, move closer.

Move closer.

Look into my eyes.

Can you see my soul? Ha ha ha.

Creep!

Ahh. I have something for you...

from john keller.

All right, time's up.

Let's go.

I know where he is.

Let's go.

Where is he?

The gates of heaven.

People talk when they're flying high.

Bye-bye.

Bye-bye.

Mmph.

Welcome, gentlemen.

Where am i?

It ain't club med, i can tell you that.

What's up, warden?

Ever the inquisitive one,

aren't you, keller?

Well, don't worry.

Everything will be made clear soon enough.

In the meanwhile... get some rest.

Oh, and by the way...

no quarreling.

If any of you even thinks of stepping out of line,

the punishment is simple...

death by slow torture.

Get some rest, ladies.

Hi, keller.

Hey.

Happy you could join the party.

Well, at least we're getting closer to solving our mystery

of missing corpses, huh?

Let's hope we find out

before we end up corpses ourselves.

Welcome, john keller.

Why am i here?

Why, mr. Keller?

To do what you do best:

fight.

You are the only one of your kind,

so we had to have you.

So what's your excuse?

I guess we have something in common.

Mr. Keller.

A great honor.

I'm justin caesar.

This is my humble, little home.

Amenities completed.

Mr. Keller, now...

down to business.

Mr. Keller...

you are here to participate

in an ancient ritual,

the ritual of kumite.

Kumite?

Ahhh.

You know of it.

The origin of kumite are japanese,

second dynasty.

It's a thousand years old.

It's the most sacred event

for the ancient samurai warriors.

Hmmm.

Very good.

Only, this kumite is to the death.

What do you want from me?

I need your spirit

and your dedication to survival.

You brought us here to murder one another.

Mr. Keller, you misunderstand caesar.

You see, he's actually performing

a service to you and these other men.

Is that how you see it?

You will fight.

If you win,

you'll be granted your freedom...

and one million dollars with plane fare

out of the country.

If you lose...

well... if you lose,

you'll not need plane fare where you'll be going.

Bring in the next man.

I love you.

Ha ha!

* Hey * what's up?

* Hey * what * you * know?

* Hey * hey * what's * up?

* Say * up * your bella * but, see

* bello bella * bello bella

* bello bella * ah * bello, hey

* bello bella * bello bella

* bello bella * bello, hey

* bello bella * bello wella

* bello wella * bello, hey * hey

* bello wella * bello bella

we have to get out of here.

I'm open to suggestions.

* Bello, hey * hey * bello wella

* bello wella * ah * ah * ah

ladies and gentlemen... friends,

welcome to kumite.

As you are aware,

this will be our final performance.

But i guarantee you,

it will be an experience of a lifetime.

Inside these pens,

we have the finest selection of warriors we have ever assembled:

masters of savate...

mui thai, judo, jujitsu, boxing,

wrestling, and, uh... let's not forget

about the eclectic.

They are here... for you.

So without any further ado,

your host... justin caesar.

Hail, caesar! Hail, caesar!

Ladies and gentlemen,

as the romans of yesteryear

once heralded before such events,

let me now say...

let the games... begin!

Ladies and gentlemen, we start this evening's feast

with a tasty appetizer.

Schrek... tooley... you're up.

You try anything stupid, schrek,

and i'll put a bullet right in your heart.

I bribed files.

It's gonna be you and me, keller.

Don't get your hopes up, billings.

We might not even get paired up.

Hooh!

Ohh!

Ohh!

Ohh...

yeah! Take his throat!

Hummhh!

I only count10 guards.

And i count 10 ak-47s.

What's your point?

Oh... ladies and gentlemen!

A difficult act to follow!

Billings!

Wess!

Showtime!

Whooo!

Ohhhh!

Unhh! Ohh!

Aahhh!

Uhh!

Yeah. Heh heh.

Plan "a" escapes meat the moment.

Uh... well, you have a plan "b"?

I'm working on it.

Ladies and gentlemen...

my friends...

we are especially proud to introduce to you

a man of some distinction...

and if you have followed the news of late...

some notoriety.

Agent john keller was...

once the pride of law enforcement...

until he butchered2 fellow officers

in the heat of homicidal passion.

Help me give it up for... john...

the cop killer... keller!

Keller! Elko!

Yeah!

Yaaahhh!

Uhh! Ohh!

Yes!

Ohhh!

Come on! Come on!

Come on.

Ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha! Ha ha ha!

The cop killer!

Hee hee hee hee hee!

Hey.

Congratulations, winston.

Ohh!

You survived your first round.

Billings! Schrek! Move out!

No! I paid for keller.

You fight who i tell you to fight!

Come on!

Yahhhh!

Yahh!

Yahh!

Fight! Fight!

Break it! Break it!

Break it!

Kill him now!

Kill him!

No! Wait!

Kill him!

I'm coming for you, baby. Heh heh heh heh heh!

Praise jesus!

Aaahh!

Hoohh!

Yes!

Yeeeesssss!

Kill him!

Uhh!

Ooh!

Aaahh!

Kill him!

Keller...

well done... mr. Schrek.

This one...

is for you.

You won't be... disappointed.

Mr. Keller...

a u.s. marshal for you.

A token of my respect for your skill.

Enjoy.

Ohhhh... yeah!

Ladies and gentlemen...

mesdames et messieurs...

a very tiny morsel to help cleanse the palate!

Winston!

Winston!

Keller.

I don't want to fight him.

What, are we girlfriends?

Like i give a shit what you want.

You will both get your asses out here,

or you will both get shot.

Please?

One...

2...

all right.

You know what you have to do.

Just make it quick.

Come on.

Come on.

What the hell you doin'?

I will not fight.

Ohh! Ohh!

Boo!

Boo!

Yaahh!

Uhh!

Ahh! Ohh!

That's right!

You fight me, god damn it!

You fight me!

Yeah!

Come on, john!

Me!

Come on!

Uhh!

Come on! Uhh!

Kill him!

Kill him!

I will not... kill him.

Finish it!

I will not... kill him!

Why does he not kill him?

I have a revelation, my dear...

a painful one.

It has become clear to me

that mr. Keller is an...

undercover agent.

How could he, then, kill an associate?

A pity.

Now...

whether he continues to win or not...

i will have to kill mr. Keller.

I will not... kill him.

Kill him.

Next time i say "kill him..."

you kill him.

Ladies and gentlemen...

boys and girls...

our gracious host and hostess

would like to present to you this evening's

main course...

keller!

Schrek!

It's time to dance.

What do you want... waltz or tango?

Hoooo yah!

Now... you... die!

Aaahh!

I seem to have misplaced my pen.

Keller! Keller!

Keller! Keller!

What's up, asshole?

Keller! Keller!

Aaahh!

Aaahhh!

Huhhh!

Haahhh!

Keller.

The moment i've been waiting for.

Aah!

You son of a bitch!

Aah!

Everybody, get down!

Keller, behind you!

Mmhhh...

no...

you're gonna be all right.

Maybe i'll...

see you in another life.

I should've known better...

than to bring you... up here!

Once a cop... always a cop.

Drop the gun!

Take the shot, john!

Take it.

Take it.

Even if you kill me...

right between the...

the eyes...

take the shot!

Aaahhh!

All right, nobody move!

You all right?

Yeah. Yeah, it's a...

friggin' picnic.

You ought to try it sometime.

Ohhh! Ohh...

you're too scrappy to die.

Uh, no, no. I ain't gonna die.

I gotta come back and kick your ass

for punchin' me in the gut.

Hey, john... yeah.

Thanks, man.

You're welcome.

By the way, this is blaire.

Howdy.

Bloodsport!

Bloodsport!

Bloodsport!