Original subtitles

(dramatic music)

- Okay, that's it, you're all wired up now.

You can go home and relax.

In a few day's time it'll only be a scar.

(suspenseful music)

Oh, what are you doing here?

I told you to rest.

Go home and...

Hey, this must be a joke!

(gun fires)

(doctor screams)

(dramatic music)

- We got that job.

- Good.

- Get all the boys together for tomorrow.

(upbeat easy listening music)

(suspenseful music)

- Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen!

I hate to interrupt your little party.

I'm sorry, I'm so sorry.

(gun fires)

(man groans)

(multiple guns firing)

(people groaning)

(multiple guns firing)

(suspenseful music)

(multiple guns firing)

(man groans)

(multiple guns firing)

(man groans)

(multiple guns firing)

(gun fires)

- Do it!

Get up!

- Get out!

Mr. Arlington!

Aren't you glad we came?

You had such a boring party.

Eric, get the girl!

- [Woman] No!

- Come on, let's go!

(woman cries out)

- [Man] Alright Sir, get dressed.

You're going somewhere else.

(percussive marching music)

(tires screeching)

(dramatic music)

(helicopter whirring)

(phone ringing)

(suspenseful music)

(police siren blaring)

- Good morning, Captain.

- According to this report there was no sign

of human flesh found at the scene of the crime.

Therefore, Arlington and Liza are still alive,

and they've been taken somewhere.

Can you recognize the kidnappers when you see them again?

- Not all of them.

- How long have you been working

for Cunningham Security Agency?

- He's been with us for almost three years,

and he's one of my best men.

- And that's why Professor Arlington was kidnapped,

and you're the only man left behind alive.

- Just what is that supposed to mean?

- [Man] I don't care what you say,

you and your men are totally incompetent!

The people who got Professor Arlington are not amateurs.

They're professionals!

Their weapons, their modus operandi,

if I'm not mistaken, they're terrorists!

Three of my people were killed.

- How come this McPearson survived if he put up a fight?

- He's lucky enough to--

- I don't care, he could have been one of them,

and that's why he wasn't killed!

- He killed two of the kidnappers!

- That could have been part of the plan

just to avoid suspicion!

- TJ, I vouch for this guy!

I'm responsible for it!

Good day!

(dramatic music)

- I brought us some guests!

You will like this.

May I introduce Professor Arlington and his secretary.

- Welcome to the island, Professor.

Please, make yourself at home.

- May I know what this is all about?

- Please be patient, Professor, you'll know in time.

Mickey, Ramon, show our guests their quarters.

- Now maybe we can talk business, huh?

That's all.

- See him back to the chopper, will you?

- Oh, not necessary!

Escaler, you're a friend!

(indistinct speaking)

Goodbye, goodbye.

(suspenseful music)

(helicopter whirring)

That's our chopper!

What the hell is going on now?

(multiple guns firing)

(men groan)

(dramatic music)

- Over there!

(multiple guns firing)

(dramatic music)

- He mustn't get away, let's go and get some more men.

(dramatic music)

(slide projector clicking)

- Hold it, that's one.

- Are you sure?

- I'm sure, that's one of them.

- Now that you're sure, I'll have my men check his files.

- I wasn't aware he was involved in kidnapping.

- You know him?

- He was one of my men in Vietnam.

- Then you know where to find him.

- No, but I know some of his buddies.

(dramatic music)

- Thanks, buddy!

(man groans)

- Aw, don't mention it.

(dramatic music)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(motorboat zooms)

- Looks good, Mr. Barner.

Doctor says you should be out in a day or two.

- Two days?

- It's doctor's orders, now you get some rest now.

Good night.

- Excuse me, ma'am. - Yes?

- Oh, so sorry to bother you, Miss.

But we're friends of Mr. Charles Barner,

and we were wondering if we could see him, please?

- Oh, that's impossible.

The doctor ordered no visiting at these hours.

- Oh, we do understand, ma'am, but please do understand.

You see, it's urgent we must see him.

In fact, our lives depend on it,

especially, Mr. Barner's life.

- Well, I'll sneak you in for one minute,

but you better hurry.

- Thank you, ma'am.

- [Nurse] He's in room 205.

- Thank you kindly.

(suspenseful music)

(men groan)

(dramatic music)

- Hey, you Curly?

- Who's asking?

- Cunningham sent me to see you.

- Uh huh.

- Says you're a friend of Charles Barner's.

- Come aboard.

What do you want Charles for?

- Well, I'm trying to help him.

- Why, Charles got a problem?

- You could say that, yeah.

- Like what?

- Kidnapping.

- No way, not Charles, man, not Charles.

- I saw it, I was there.

Now where's he hanging out?

- I don't know where he's hanging out.

I'll tell you what, I'll ask around.

- Okay.

We'll be in touch.

(suspenseful music)

- McPearson's getting too close, and I don't like it!

He's beginning to ask questions, and that bothers me.

Under no circumstances is he to meet with Charles Barner.

It could mean disaster for us all.

Nick, I want you to personally take care of the problem.

- [Man] Initial steps have already been taken.

You've got to be careful.

I don't want this thing to blow up in my face.

My career could be on the line, man.

- I have one problem, this guy McPearson.

He's a very persistent guy.

Is there any way to eliminate him without rousing suspicion?

- [Man] Let him do whatever he wants.

The guy's good for our cover.

- I just want to be sure.

- [Man] Yeah, I know what you mean.

By the way, when are you going

to see our financier, Berenkov?

- I'm waiting on his call now.

I'll get back to you later.

- The last time I talked to Charles he said

there was something big coming.

He said it's a business deal that needs a lot of guts.

He said his old boss called him up

and offered him a business venture.

- Yeah?

- He called me and offered me the same deal.

- So?

- I said no.

You see, I'm not that stupid.

(dramatic music)

We were in 'Nam together.

I used to remember him as a quiet type of guy, you know?

(firearm clicks)

Later he was captured.

Then he was released.

Ever since he's never been the same man.

You know, now he talks big.

He acts like he's a big man.

As a matter of fact, he's got this load

of crazy ideas, you know?

Man, he's weird, he's changed.

- He mentioned something about an old boss, who's that?

- I really don't know, he's got lots of jobs.

- What about Barner?

I don't supposed you know what hole he crawled into?

- I'm sorry, but what I heard,

he's got a girl working around town.

And I'll tell you what,

I'll call you when I find anything, okay?

- [McPearson] Thanks for nothing.

(people clamoring)

(multiple guns firing)

- Oh, shit!

(dramatic music)

- Holy shit!

- Come on, let's go!

(tires squeal)

(police siren blaring)

- What's going on?

- Well boys, as usual you missed it.

Some guys came in here, shot the place up.

There's some very dead people up there.

They even threw a grenade.

- Grenade, what grenade?

(shouting nervously)

Help!

(screaming)

(suspenseful music)

Goddamn it, it's a trick, shit!

- [Man] Stupid, you call yourself professionals?

You're nothing but a bunch of amateurs!

Goddamn it!

(man groans)

Next time I tell you to do something, you do it right.

I won't have it!

You guys are gonna do it right, or get out!

(dramatic music)

Oh, how are you today, Professor?

- Now can you tell me what you want from me?

What do you want from us?

- I can't tell you that now.

I'm just following orders.

By the way, how would you like to send a message back home?

- What for?

- You Americans are fools!

But there's more than one way to skin a cat!

(woman screams)

- Oh, are you okay? - Yeah.

- Did he hurt you?

- No, I just wanna get out of here, no!

Stop, no, don't hurt him!

Stop it!

Stop, stop it!

Stop it already!

Stop, stop it already!

(scuffling)

- Stubborn man, Professor.

Now let's see how tough you really are.

Leave us alone.

You try my patience now, are you?

(Liza cries out)

I have ways to make you talk.

You like this, Professor, huh?

You want me to keep this up?

(Liza crying out)

- [Liza] Oh, no!

- [Man] Don't push me, Professor.

I will make you talk on way or another.

(Liza yelps)

(suspenseful music)

How about this, Professor?

- No!

- I bet you this will make you talk, Professor.

(Liza protesting)

- Stop it, stop!

- [Recording] I want you to pay $10 million

in exchange for their lives.

Never, I repeat, never try to contact the police

or you can eat your millions of dollars

while we feast on Liza and Professor Arlington's bodies.

The voice of Professor Arlington and Liza

will probably convince you that we mean business.

You'll hear their voices later on in this tape.

Just wait for my further instructions

on how, when and where to deliver the money.

- My God, what are we going to do?

- Don't worry, Jill.

Give them what they want.

Ted's life is worth more than

what those bastards are asking for.

- I want the police, and I want them now.

I want my husband back in one piece.

- No police, we can't afford to take the risk.

Just trust me, let me handle this.

Cunningham, take Mrs. Arlington home.

- Yeah.

- Jill, just try to relax.

- Mrs. Arlington, let's go.

- Yes. - Come on.

- Thank you.

(suspenseful music)

- I'm sorry, it's all part of the game.

- I know.

- It's been a long time.

(doorbell rings)

(doorbell rings)

- Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, yeah, what is it?

(man groans)

(gun fires)

(multiple guns firing)

(dramatic music)

(suspenseful music)

(man screams)

(gun fires)

(dramatic music)

- Even though we have an agreement with Collins

to abduct the professor and get the microfilm,

that doesn't mean we can't ask for ransom also.

It's not even the same agreement.

- You mean you plan to give back Professor Arlington

once the ransom money has been paid?

- No, after we get the microfilm,

then we demand ransom before we give back the professor.

- I think the microfilm is more important than the ransom.

Once we get our hands on that,

we can make more money out of the microfilm.

Besides, I've got connections.

- I don't like it, Liza, it's too hot.

But I'll think about it.

But for now, let's enjoy the rest of the night.

- I'm afraid, that even once they have the ransom money,

they're not gonna release my husband alive.

And I know we can't involve the police.

- Mrs. Arlington, I realize

you've been through a terrible ordeal,

but you've gotta try to be calm.

Just relax.

- How can you tell me to be calm?

My husband's life is at stake and you want me to be calm?

- Very well, come on up to our office

and we'll talk about it, just relax.

- Okay, okay!

Please, Cunningham, I want you to hire someone qualified

to rescue my husband and Liza.

- Mrs. Arlington, come on in, please.

- Thank you.

- Won't you just have a seat right over here?

- Okay.

- Could I get you something to drink?

- No, thank you, nothing right now, I'm fine.

- Okay.

Mrs. Arlington, this type of rescue mission

very easily could jeopardize negotiations

between TJ Robinson and the kidnappers.

Besides, it's too risky.

If something happens to your husband or Liza,

I can be held accountable by the authorities.

However, I will consider your idea,

if it's the only way we can get Professor Arlington

out of there alive.

(man groans)

(dramatic music)

- What are you doing?

- Be quiet, getting out of here.

Here, take this.

Come on, follow me.

Only one person, get past him.

- Yeah. - I'll hit him!

- Okay. - Go!

- Stop!

(man groans)

(suspenseful music)

(yelling)

(dramatic music)

- [Man] Where do you think you're going?

Now take it easy, easy.

(gun fires)

- Liza, come on.

- Professor!

(men laughing)

- Oh!

No!

(multiple guns firing)

- No, no!

(gun fires)

- My guards heard you moaning and shouting.

What's wrong with you?

- Nothing, it was only a bad dream.

- Well, just be careful, Professor.

We wouldn't want you to die in your sleep

before we finish with you.

(phone ringing)

- Hello?

- Yes, this is Berenkov.

Now listen carefully.

Escaler is demanding money.

It is not part of the plan.

I do not trust him.

I want you to go and get the microfilm.

Yes, I want the microfilm now.

- Yes, Berenkov, any other instructions?

- Yes, just be careful with Escaler.

- Got it.

(helicopter whirring)

- Escelar!

- How are you?

- Fine.

- How was everything?

- Not much progress.

- How's the professor?

- Not very good, he isn't cooperating at all.

He isn't eating anything.

- Has he told you anything?

- Nothing, he's being very stubborn.

Professor Arlington, allow me

to introduce my associate, Steve Collins.

- Professor, we've been monitoring your progress

for several years now.

We've been waiting a long time for the completion

of your latest project.

At last, it's finished.

And that's what we want, that's all, not the ransom.

And we know that you are the only person

who can operate that machine.

And that all information has been put onto microfilm.

And we want that microfilm, Professor.

- I'm sorry, but I don't seem to know

what you're talking about.

- And whoever possesses this machine

can control all world leaders, thus controlling the world.

- This is the first time I hear of such a machine.

I'm sorry to disappoint you gentlemen,

but you must have mistaken me for someone else.

(suspenseful music)

(door closes)

(phone ringing)

- Ah?

- McPearson?

This is Charles Barner.

- Barner, where the hell are you?

- Just listen to me.

One million for the whereabouts of Professor Arlington.

- Listen, asshole, you're in trouble.

I'm looking for you, the cops are looking for you.

Somebody else is looking for you, I don't know who they are,

but there's dead bodies all over the place,

and one of them is your friend, Curly.

- I don't care who's after my ass, McPearson.

I kidnapped Arlington, alright.

But that is only our part of the scheme.

Other party's holding him.

Another company party, a big one with lots of fireworks.

You know what I mean?

Okay, last time, a million or you say goodbye to Arlington.

- I'll tell them.

A million?

(suspenseful music)

(tires squealing)

(multiple guns firing)

(tires squealing)

(gun fires)

(dramatic music)

- Looking for me?

(gun fires) (man groans)

- Come on, let's go, let's go, move it!

(tires squeal)

(gun fires)

Shit, ass!

- One million dollars?

One million for this bit of information?

And you believe this guy?

First the kidnappers send a taped message

demanding $10 million for the release of Arlington.

Then this guy comes along and asks for one million dollars

for his whereabouts.

I can't believe this anymore.

- Believe it.

Barner helped kidnap Arlington,

and now he wants to sell out his pals.

He's just a nice guy.

- The guy is just greedy.

The information is more than likely unreliable.

It just makes good common sense

that whoever got Arlington,

they're not gonna let Barner know.

If they do, then they'd have to kill Barner,

or they're gonna have to change the location of the hideout.

- I think you got a point there, Cunningham.

- Look, anything's possible with these creeps.

You're talking about betting 10 million bucks

with no guarantee they're gonna hold up their end.

I'm saying, up the ante a million,

and we get a chance to bust them first.

(dramatic music)

- I'm going out.

- You're stuck with me, Barner.

- (laughs) I'm going to get that million bucks.

- Please, bring home a car.

- (laughs) Sure, sure, why not?

(gun clicks)

Just don't forget the password.

And don't show the map to any wrong person, yeah?

And now you go back to sleep.

- Charles, I love you!

(dramatic music)

(suspenseful music)

- Got the money?

Good boy!

- What about the map?

- You would have to come with me.

Be my guest.

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(man groans)

(gun fires)

(man groans)

(gun clicks)

(dramatic music)

- The map, where's the map?

The map, the map!

(indistinct whispering)

(dramatic music)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(man screams)

(knocking on door)

- Oh!

Who are you?

- Santa Claus.

- Okay, come in.

- He's dead.

- He said take the money and buy yourself a new car.

First the map.

I gotta get a copy of that.

(knocking on door)

- [Man] Room service, ma'am.

- Should be dinner.

- Good evening, ma'am, here's your dinner.

- Well, come in.

(gun fires)

(woman cries out)

(gun fires)

(multiple guns firing)

(police siren blaring)

- Stop!

- Let's go, come on, hurry up!

- Let's go!

(gun fires)

(police siren blaring)

- The professor's making me mad.

If he doesn't tell us where the microfilm is now,

I'm afraid I'm gonna have to torture him to the extent--

- No, that won't be necessary.

I have an idea the professor will be very cooperative.

- Okay, we'll it your way.

- Right.

Good afternoon, is Mr. Berenkov here, please?

- Yes, he's been waiting for you, go ahead in.

- Thank you.

- [Berenkov] We've got problems?

- The professor won't tell us a damn thing.

- So (mumbles)...

Tell me, comrade, where is Mrs. Arlington?

- My men are keeping tabs on her.

- I want you to get her.

One sure way to break a man is through his woman.

- We should give this to the authorities,

and let them decide how to rescue the professor.

- These terrorists have a way of knowing our movements.

Look what happened to Curly and Barner.

Look what happened to McPearson and that woman.

If we go to the authorities,

they're going to kill Arlington and Liza.

- Nobody said it was gonna be easy.

- I paid one million dollars for this damn thing,

and now we're arguing about what we're gonna do with it.

(dramatic music)

- Good morning.

- Good morning, what can I do for you?

- Is Mrs. Arlington in, please?

- Yes, she is, but do you have an appointment?

- No, I don't, but I have this.

Let's go see how busy she really is.

- Oh, uh, sure.

Mrs. Arlington?

- Yes?

What the hell?

- Sit down and shut up!

- What do you want?

- Call TJ Robinson.

- I will not.

- It's your choice, if you don't, you die.

- All we gotta do right now is wait

for another phone call and study the map.

(phone ringing)

- Hello, TJ here.

- TJ, listen carefully, drop everything.

- What do you mean drop everything?

I can't understand you.

- TJ, they know what you're doing.

They've got me!

- My God, where are you?

They got her.

They already know what's going on here.

(Mrs. Arlington screams)

- I think this will help jog your memory, Professor.

- Are you okay?

Did they hurt you?

- [Man] Good morning, Sir.

- Morning! - Morning, Sir.

- Good morning! - Good morning, Sir.

- Good morning.

Jerry, good morning! - Good morning!

How have you been?

- Fine, and you?

- Oh, just fine. - Sit down.

Now what can we do for you?

- What I'm looking for is somebody with combat experience.

Preferably, either men from Vietnam or Angola.

Most important, I'm looking for men

who don't know the meaning of failure.

- Ah, I've got just the men you need!

I'll get their records.

- Alright.

Now check these.

(dramatic music)

(bombs exploding)

(multiple guns firing)

(bomb exploding)

(multiple guns firing)

(bomb exploding)

(bomb exploding)

- Do it, go, go, go!

(gun fires)

(dramatic music)

(gun fires)

(bombs exploding)

(gun fires)

(dramatic music)

- [Barber] Hey Cactus, I heard you got promoted

last month after them big busts on that ring.

- [Cactus] Yeah, that's right.

- [Barber] Yeah, there was a lot of bosses in this city

after the Florida police cracked down on their city,

what do you guys plan to do about it?

- [Cactus] Start cleaning up again.

- [Barber] I guess you get a lot of dirt

in this building, huh?

A lot really mad at you.

- [Cactus] Just plain lucky.

- Hey Cactus, there's a robbery going on!

- I'll be back.

(dramatic music)

Freeze! (yelling)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(firearm clicks)

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

(man groans)

(dramatic music)

(man groans)

- How much are these men gonna cost me?

- That depends on how difficult or dangerous the job is.

- The money is immaterial.

I need these men immediately.

- I'll be happy to organize it.

- Very well.

It's been a pleasure as usual.

- Glad to see you, Jim.

- Okay, good day.

- [Liza] Let me go!

- Take her outside!

- [Liza] No, help!

- What are you--

- Now you're gonna see what happens

to people who don't cooperate with us.

Bring him out to the balcony.

- No, no!

- (spits) Bastard!

- Professor, you're next if you don't start talking!

- No, no! (whimpers)

- Untie her.

(dramatic music)

(gun fires)

(Mrs. Arlington screams)

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

- I don't know what kind of dangers

we're gonna face on this mission,

and I don't know what kind of risk we're gonna be facing.

The only thing we can do is prepare everything.

Anything at all is gonna help us survive on this mission.

I do not know what's waiting for us on this island.

But there's one thing I'm dead sure of.

These are highly skilled people,

and they're trained to kill without mercy.

(dramatic music)

(motorboat buzzing)

(jet ski buzzing)

- Darling, TJ Robinson has the money.

He's just waiting for instructions on where to deliver it.

And now here I am.

What do they really want from us?

- The microfilm, Mrs. Arlington, a very important microfilm.

That's all we want, nothing more.

If you can convince your husband to tell us where it is,

you're free to go.

But do it very quickly, Escaler's getting some funny ideas.

(dramatic music)

(jet ski buzzing)

(chainsaw buzzing)

(chainsaw buzzing) (gun fires)

- You guys, check out that gun fire!

The rest of you come with me!

(cannon fires)

(bomb explodes)

(cannon fires)

(bomb explodes)

- Sir, we're under fire!

- What, you don't let them in, I'll go check the professor.

- Okay, go check the perimeter.

And don't let them come near the villa!

(bomb explodes)

(upbeat music)

(motorcycle buzzing)

(upbeat music)

(motorcycle buzzing)

(multiple guns firing)

(motorcycle cannon fires)

(explosion booms)

(explosion booms)

(motorcycle guns fire)

(motorcycle buzzing)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(balloons explode)

(explosions boom)

(ninja stars slice the air)

(dramatic music)

- It's been a long time, Professor, where's the microfilm?

- I told you before you have the wrong man.

- Have I got the wrong woman?

- Why you!

(gun fires)

(Mrs. Arlington screams)

- You stupid son of a bitch!

(gun fires)

(Mrs. Arlington screams)

(helicopter whirring)

- Fred, Fred, oh darling.

What did you do that for?

Oh, my God, I can't help you.

(gun fires)

(dramatic music)

(gun fires)

(dramatic music)

(gun fires)

(man groans)

(gun fires)

- The hell you guys going here?

Go find them!

(multiple guns firing)

- Hey Magnum, I'm running out of ammo!

- Catch this!

(multiple guns firing)

- Grenade!

- You son of a bitches!

- Escaler!

(guns fire)

(helicopter whirring)

(gun fires)

Shit!

Oh!

(explosion booms)

(poisonous gas booms)

- My God!

Oh Ted, why did you do it?

(crying)

(multiple guns firing)

(gun fires)

(glass breaks)

(Professor's skin squelching)

(gun fires)

(firearm clicks)

- Damn it!

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(slingshot bomb explodes)

(gun fires)

(multiple guns firing)

(explosion booms)

(gun fires)

(arrow slices air)

(gun fires)

(dramatic music)

(sword slices)

(gun fires)

(man groans)

(gun fires)

(man groans)

(speaks in foreign language)

(speaks in foreign language)

(shadow ninjas disappear)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(dramatic music)

- Oh, damn.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Arlington.

Come on, let's go.

(suspenseful music)

(kisses)

- Finally, it's all ours.

They don't even know that we masterminded the kidnapping.

We're very lucky.

You know the only problem we had was that plather, Escaler.

when he double crossed Barner.

- Curly, you know actually

that bullet was meant for McPearson.

Curly just got in the way.

How many people have died

for just this little piece of film?

- I don't know, but believe me

it was worth every bit of it!

- Honey, I'm sorry about what happened to your husband.

It wasn't supposed to be that way.

- Que sera sera.

Life is a bitch.

(dramatic music)

- You bastard!

You can finish it in hell!

(gun fires)

(dramatic music)

We did it, a million bucks!

- Great and nobody even knows I'm alive.

- Has Escaler ever failed you before?

- No.

Let's go get the money.

- Be patient, we're on our way.

(suspenseful music)

Well, I did it, I got what you wanted.

You got the cash?

- Tell me, comrade, how do I know

this is the genuine article?

- For the same reason I'm not gonna count this.

- Ciao! - Ciao!

(suitcase bomb explodes)

(speaks in foreign language), Escaler! (chuckles)

(dramatic music)

(gun fires)

(man groans)

(gun fires)

(man groans)

(dramatic music)

- Well, that's about it.

- Nice work.

(dramatic music)