All language subtitles for Deadly Pursuit aka Shoot To Kill (1988) 720p HDRip x264-pong

- Hi.
- Hi, Warren. George Kelly called us in.

He wants to waive the 24-hour rule,
make it our jurisdiction, at least informally.

The guy in the pajamas is Mr. Berger.
He owns the place.

Mr. Berger, this is Special Agent Stantin
of the FBI.

Mr. Berger.

I don't believe you're
stealing your own diamonds,

least of all not in your pajamas.

Why the heck don't you tell us
what's going on here?

This is my store. I was taking
some diamonds home, my diamonds.

You have no right to be here.
I want to leave now.

Do you usually take two pounds
of diamonds home with you like this?

I can do whatever I like with
my own stones. I wanna leave right now!

Mrs. Berger is listed as co-owner.

Why don't we call her
and have her meet us downtown?

No, no, you mustn't do that.
Please, don't do that! Please!

Where is your wife, Mr. Berger?

Please.
For God's sake, help me.

He made us watch him kill our dog.
He said he would kill my wife next.

- Hello?
- Mrs. Berger? Please don't be alarmed.

You're going to be all right.
I'm here with your husband.

Now, please, let me speak
with the man there with you.

Mrs. Berger?

Yes?

Hit the lights.

This is Special Agent Stantin of the FBI.

You can see that the house
is completely surrounded.

We have Mr. Berger and
the diamonds in our custody.

I'm going to give you some instructions.

If you follow them exactly,
no harm will come to you. Understand?

Tell the police to hold their fire.

I'm sending out the maid
with a message for you.

OK. Hold your fire.
The maid's coming out.

Hold your fire.

Man) Stantin.

Did you get the message?

Mrs. Berger's Mercedes
is parked in the driveway.

Stock it with one police radio
and a pair of handcuffs.

Or I promise you this woman's dead
in one minute.

You take one car. You alone.
Have the diamonds with you.

Tail me to where my people meet me.
I'll make sure you're alone.

Then we'll make the trade.

- No deal.
- You got no choice. Stantin.

She's got 30 seconds left.

Who's your best sharpshooter?

I am.

Good. You're gonna have to nail this guy
before he gets to that Mercedes.

The items you requested are in the car.

Shit. Son of a bitch.

That's one smart fucker.

Get me a civilian CB radio, fast.

Just plug this into the cigarette lighter.

We've banned all CB use on channel 30
for two hours.

He spots one of our tails and we've had it.
Tell them not - not - to take any chances.

Right.

Stantin. Do you have the diamonds?

- Yes.
- Good.

Now move your people back.

If anyone besides you tries to follow me...
I kill the woman.

They're moving back now.

If I hear anybody's voice
on this radio but yours.

I swear to God she's dead.

Move it out. Come on!

Everybody, way back!

No one fires.
Let them outta here. Let them out.

Let's go for a ride.

No one fire.

Move them back, move them back.

That's our second time
around the block.

The dumb bastard's lost.

No, he's not,
he's just trying to shake our tail.

I think he's going to
double back towards the water.

Get your police boats ready
and alert the coast guard.

Stop the car here.

We're at pier 99.
He's got to have a boat waiting for him.

Try lining up a shot out the window
or over my shoulder. Stay low.

All right. So far so good.

Now turn your radio up.
Put on the external speaker.

Get out of the car. Bring the diamonds
halfw_ay down the pier.

- Have you got a shot?
- Maybe.

He's right on the edge.

If I were a quarter of an inch out,
I could hit the woman.

Too risky.

I'll try to draw him out.

If you're absolutely sure, take a shot,
but only if you're absolutely sure.

Stop.

Throw the diamonds to the car.

First send Mrs. Berger to me.

Bullshit.

I know you got a sniper
waiting there for me somewhere.

I'm gonna keep Mrs. Berger
right here in front of me.

Now. You throw me
those goddamn diamonds.

Jesus Christ.
That's as far as you could throw?

Get back to your car. Move!

Hey. You.

Yes?

You made this a hell of a lot harder
than it had to be.

Now. I've handcuffed Mrs. Berger
to the end of the pier.

You wait for my signal.
Then you move in and pick her up.

Understand?

Understood.

I don't think you do.

Speedboat heading for open.
Move in! Move in!

Go, go!

He's on radar, heading zero-two-two.

We lost him.

Where is he?!

Over there.

Flight 005, San Francisco to Paris,
the one with the unidentified passenger?

- Yes?
- A 12-year-old girl,

traveling on her mother's passport.

OK. Let's check the flights
that left after we covered the airport,

just in case our boy slipped through.

The only makable prints
belong to the maid and the family,

and the lab will have
the fiber analysis for us in a few hours.

OK, thank you.

What have you got?

I've pulled out every kidnap extortion
in the last five years.

267 possible match-ups with our MO.

It's as narrow as the computer goes
with the information we have.

Then use the telephone. Call the
investigating officer in each of those cases.

Tell him what we have
and see if anything strikes a chord.

We don't have the manpower to recheck
the airports and make those phone calls.

Round up eight other agents. That's 27
phone calls apiece. Start with homicides.

He used a nine-millimeter automatic.
Check that against the suspect's profile.

Caucasian, male, 20 to 40.
I promise you, this guy's killed before.

It was too easy for him.

It's been 12 hours. I think you should
shut it down and get some sleep.

- I feel fine.
- You feel like shit.

Look, I read all the reports.
There's no possible way

you could have figured out
what was gonna happen last night.

- What are you saying, Charlie?
- I'm saying that it happens.

It happened to me.
Remember that kid in Sausalito?

Look, sometimes you lose a hostage,

and there's not a damn thing
you can do about it.

I know the speech, Charlie.
I wrote it.

Come on, walk me out.

Warren, you're letting this thing get to you,
you're taking it to heart.

You're sayin', maybe
I coulda done this, maybe that.

The point is, you did everything correctly,
and that's all anyone can ask of you.

Now go home, get some sleep.

- I'll call you when I get to DC.
- OK.

Have a nice trip.

We've started doing
those phone calls now.

Good.

- You want us to call you at home?
- I'm not going home. I'll be right here.

Good mornin'.
Nice day for fishin'.

I guess we must be
the first ones here, huh?

Yes, I know it's happened before. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry I didn't call the restaurant.

But we've been in the middle
of a terrible situation.

Yes, I'm sure
it was terrible for you too, honey.

I'll try.

No, I can't promise, but I will try.

Baby, I gotta go.

Bishop Falls, Washington.
Sheriff reports murder of a tourist

- just off the highway into Canada.
- So?

Large-caliber wound
through the victim's left eye.

- Where the hell is Bishop Falls?
- It's right over here.

- To the northwest of Spokane.
- Book me on the next flight to Spokane,

and while I'm in the air, I'll figure out
a way to get me to Bishop Falls.

Crilly here found the body.
Agent Stantin, Austin Crilly.

Stantin's the FBI man, Crilly.
It's up this way.

- Are you really a G-man?
- Last I looked.

- Yeah, well, I'm a caretaker hereabouts...
- Jesus, Crilly.

I'm gettin' to it, Dave.

So I seen where the gate
was bent up there.

I went to snoopin' around and, Judas
Priest, there's this body lyin' there.

- Flies as big as Chevies.
- Who do those cars belong to, Mr. Crilly?

Sportin' folks, fishermen.

Head out from here and gather above.

See, the guide meets them up above
at a base camp.

Bishop Falls Guide Service.
Jonathan Knox and Sarah Renell.

Are you really a G-man?

This area's known to be the greatest
high-mountain fly-fishing in the world.

That's how we found him,
buck-naked and his eye shot out.

He was killed outside,
then dragged in here by his heels.

The killer wrapped this around the
victim's head before pulling off his clothes.

Why would he do that?

He didn't wanna get
any bloodstains on the garment.

We have to assume the murderer
wore the victim's clothes out of here,

- right down to the underwear.
- Holy shit.

- Hey, don't step there.
- What?

What's that?

- Burnt hair.
- What does that mean?

All we know about our boy is that he has
long hair and a beard... and this is it.

Sam!

Sam.

Howdy, Sheriff. What's the matter?
You look all shook up.

Sam, we need a description of those men

who left in that fishing party
from the mine yesterday.

I don't know any of them by sight. Why?

- You don't meet these people?
- No, not often.

They go straight to the staging area
above the mine. Something wrong?

- How many are up there in this party?
- Five fishermen, one guide, Sarah Renell.

- Dave, what's goin' on?
- Can we contact them?

- This Sarah. Does she carry a radio?
- There's radios in the huts along the way.

They were supposed to call me
from Timber Falls.

And they didn't.

They could be anywhere in here.

See, sometimes they go into places
nobody's been before. Jonathan'll know.

- And the border is just there.
- That's right.

I've got the county fire rescue chopper
standing by.

No, that would tip the killer off that
we're searching for him. Too dangerous.

They couldn't use a helicopter
even if you wanted. Storm comin' in.

Too much wind shear.

- And no roads.
- Not a one.

- Who could guide me in there?
- Jon Knox is the man you want.

He's Sarah's partner,
I guess you'd call him.

Mr. Stantin, please, listen.

Sarah, she's kinda special around here.

Do you really think he'd kill
any more of those people?

Yes, I do, Mr. Baker.

Imagine living your whole life out here,
so far away from... people.

Well, it's a good thing there's
a godforsaken wilderness somewhere,

'cause it's the only place
that Jon Knox would fit in.

Just what I need - another psycho.

Oh, Jon's all right.
He's just different.

He doesn't feel
real comfortable with people.

Lived back in those hills like a hermit.

Then Sarah came along.
In about five minutes, they fell in love.

Fell in love?

That makes things more complicated.

Jon? It's Dave Arnett.

I've got Warren Stantin
of the FBI in San Francisco with me.

Mr. Knox, I know this is a difficult time for
you, but I think we can work together and...

Mr. Knox, I'm in pursuit of a kidnap
and murder suspect. I need a guide.

Get your hand off me.

- I understand you're the best.
- Find someone else.

Now, you listen to me, Knox.
You are going with me.

If you refuse to assist a federal agent
in the pursuit of a felon,

you will be arrested
for obstruction of justice.

Get outta my way.

- You're under arrest.
- Bullshit.

- You have the right to remain silent.
- Move. I go alone.

Jon, the man has the right.

He ain't gonna make it out there, Dave.
He's only gonna get in my way.

Don't bet on it.

There ain't no elevators out there, mister.

No cable cars, no buses,
no damn taxi cabs.

So why don't you settle your ass
at the motel and I'll do what I do best?

Mr. Knox, you've got one choice
and one choice only.

That is to guide me into those mountains.

That is the one way, the only way,
you will be permitted to help your friend.

You're not a vigilante. You will be acting
under my authority, under my orders.

Questions so far?

Good.

And I don't give a rat's ass
whether you like it or not.

Try going after this guy alone and your ass
will be in jail so fast, your head will spin.

Is any of this
getting through to you, Mr. Knox?

- Where's his gear?
- In the truck.

- What the hell are these?
- Battery-powered heated socks.

The latest thing.

- That Miller sellin' this stuff?
- Yeah.

Figures.

- Ralphie, what did you say you did?
- I work with a moving company.

You know, furniture, household goods,
that sort of thing.

- How about you?
- You know, business. This and that.

- You make a buck.
- Like what?

Over the counter?
Wholesale? Computers?

Hey, you make a buck!
Who gives a shit?

- I'm just asking the guy what he does.
- Go, go.

I have an inquiring mind.

OK, you guys, we're gonna
stop here for a five-minute break.

Take off your packs and relax a while.

You guys look a little winded.

I want you to stop before you can't talk
without gasping for air, OK?

Hey, Ben, don't get
so close to the edge there.

This is not a good place to go river-rafting.

Sarah, my boots are killing me.

Loosen up the laces a little bit. Don't
take 'em off, you won't get 'em back on.

OK.

- How you doin', Harv?
- I'll live.

- Good.
- I hope.

Hey, Sarah, when are we gonna
come across a radio that works?

What was wrong with the radio
at the last hut?

It was busted.

- What do you need a radio for?
- Weather forecast.

My knee got pretty banged up
from football.

Now it tells me when
the weather's gonna change.

We're gonna be at a lodge tomorrow night.
We'll have a roof and a radio.

Sounds good to me.

Last time my knee felt like this,
it rained for three straight days.

Best fishin', though, in the rain.

My last trip, I latched onto a river

that was full of the biggest steelhead
you've ever seen in your life.

- You know how spooky steelhead are.
- Oh, yeah.

The slightest hint of sun and they're gone.

- Is this gonna be another wild fish story?
- That's right, my friend.

- You OK, Norman?
- It was coming down in buckets.

Where was this?

- What?
- Where was it? What river?

It was the Fraser,
up in BC, British Columbia.

Anyway...

So, you've never been
on one of these trips, huh?

No, I always figured the wilderness
was the botanical gardens in the Bronx.

What brings you on this trip now?

I just finished going through
a really ugly divorce.

I was looking for a vacation spot where
I was sure I wouldn't run into my ex.

Since she's never been away from room
service for more than a minute in her life...

You picked a great spot.

...the sound of the water,
just kinda lulling the steelhead.

And the action on the river...

Just kinda bring 'em up
close to the surface.

How big do these
Fraser River steelhead get?

What's it with you and the questions?
They're this big, OK?

Does that make you happy?
Can I go on with the story?

You can turn back anytime.

You worry about your own ass, hm?

Easy.

Don't get excited. Don't get excited.

No, no.
Wait, wait.

Wrong way. Whoa.

Hey, hey. You turn.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, stop this shit now.
Wait, wait.

What have we got?

Hello! Earth to Knox!

Do you read me?
What's happenin'?

End of the trail for you, partner.

She's taken the route to Ryan's Gorge.
The horses can't make it there.

Good. If I never see another horse,
if I never ride another horse,

if I never smell another horse -
no offense, horsey - it would be too soon.

Hey, I ain't takin' no tenderfoot trails,
so you might as well turn back right now.

Maybe you're forgetting what I said back
there. This man is mine, you understand?

Now what do we do with the horses?

OK, horsey...

Home. Home!

You could walk in the stream a bit.

What'd you say?

Helps break 'em in, walk 'em out wet.

You're bullshitting me, right?

Weird shit.

Whuh...

Ohh!

Son of a bitch.

What'd you say?

I said, I hate the damn woods!

You're looking at that moss
like it's gonna to sing to ya.

Or are you saying your prayers?
Come on, will ya?

Look, mister. You might be some hot shit
on your turf, but this is my territory.

So why don't you just sit back
and enjoy the ride?

See the moose?

- The doctor hears this terrible screaming...
- Another doctor story.

He runs back into the examining room,
he takes one look, and he says

"No, no, nurse. I told you to prick his boil."

- I heard that when I was 12!
- I heard that when I was two.

- All right, I got another one. An old man...
- No, Ralphie, no more! No more!

Let's talk about fishing,
or anything, please!

Hey, Sarah, Normie's slowin' down again.

Norm, you all right?

Yeah, I'm actually startin'
to like it up here, you know?

Hey, did you guys see the view?

- Its incredible.
- Come on!

So, what do you think?
50 bucks for the biggest fish?

You make it a C-note and
you got yourself a deal, big guy.

- Yeah, but I wanna see the lure first.
- I'll give you a lure right here!

I can't believe I'm outta shaving foam.

Is this thing safe enough to step on?

- My God.
- Quite a sight, huh?

Holy shit! What in the wide world
of sports is that thing?

That thing, gentlemen,
is gonna take us across this gorge.

- That's it?
- That's it.

- We'll die.
- Hey, relax, OK?

- I've been on one of these things before.
- Here we go.

- No, no, no, I'll tell you something.
- Yeah, tell me, tell me.

Yeah, tell me, Big Ben,
what is it that you haven't done?

Get off of my back, please.

Gentlemen, gentlemen.
Please, gentlemen, let's apply logic here.

Let us simply ask ourselves
if this trip is genuinely necessary.

Come on, stop whining.
What's the big deal? Let's just do it.

You guys don't have to do this.

This is supposed to be a fun trip,
not hell night.

We can trek down the gorge
and go downriver a couple of miles.

- Probably only set us back a day.
- No.

I'd rather die right now than miss a day.

- He's right... I guess.
- Hold onto that real tight, will ya?

I'm gonna go across with one of you
and show you how to do it.

Then the others come across in twos.

So who's gonna take
the big plunge with me?

- Well, when you put it that way...
- I'll go.

"I'm macho!"

Yeah, I guess he goes, huh?

- Is that OK?
- Oh, yeah.

- 'Cause if I don't go right away...
- Hey. Fine.

OK, great, thanks.

- OK, what do we do now?
- Now we let gravity take over.

- Right.
- Let her rip.

Ohh!

- Oh, I don't wanna do this.
- Just look at the boys. You're all right.

- Look at the treetops.
- I wanna go back. I don't wanna be here.

You're fine. See?

- You're doin' real good.
- Can you stop it?

Sure, if you want.
Whoa!

- This is worse. This is worse!
- Pretty exciting, huh?

Yeah. So's a plane crash.

- I want you to do something for me.
- What?

Turn around and take ahold
of this rope with both hands.

I want you to start pulling, hand over hand,
and I want you to focus on that side.

- OK? That's good.
- OK. Like this?

You don't have to push and shove.
There's a rhythm to things out here.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry, it's just...

- I'm just a little nervous.
- You're doin' fine.

Well, we're almost there.
A little more. A little more.

Oh, God, we're over land. Thank God.

There we go.

All right. Pull her in and then take ahold
of the log there at the end.

Good. I'm gonna go over
and help the others.

When they come back,
I want you to give 'em a hand out, OK?

- Sarah?
- Yeah?

Your boyfriend,

how does he feel about your bein' out here
alone with the five of us like this?

Well, it's not really up to him, is it?

I've always been pretty good
at takin' care of myself.

- What's the matter?
- What do you think's the matter? Look.

That basket's supposed to be
in the middle, and the rope's cut.

Take it easy. Anybody could've
doubled back and done that.

That doesn't mean
anything's happened to Sarah.

Yeah.

- What are you doin'?
- I'm goin' over to get the basket.

Oh, shit.

Get your pack off.
Put your gloves on.

Take this rope, feed me the slack.

When I get in the basket,
pull us over. Got it?

Got it.

Aah!

Are you OK?

No!

- Try and reach the face!
- I'm trying!

Pull up!

Pull!

OK!

Pull!

Stantin!

God, what's he doin' up there?

OK, hold on! Here we go!

You mountain men do this kinda shit a lot?

Every damn day.

Thanks.

Hey, you all right?
That arm.

- Let's push on.
- No.

No, you need some more rest.

No, I don't.

I need some more rest.

I gotta hand it to you. It's good.

- Yeah?
- Yeah, it's really good.

It's not oysters on the half-shell,
but...

- No!
- What?

I'm supposed to be meeting
my girlfriend right now at Donatello's.

- Three days.
- Three days?

To the nearest telephone.

I'm dead.

Ah, don't sweat it.
She'll understand.

Huh, forget it.
Over and out.

Let me cut you some more.
We got a long day tomorrow.

You better keep up your energy.

Three days to a telephone.

- How do you stand it out here?
- You oughta try it sometime.

- Might do you some good.
- Couldn't do it.

- I'm big city.
- Then tell me something.

What would you miss besides telephones?

Everything. Activity, action.

Theater and music.

Getting a good meal at four in the morning.

Everything.

I don't suppose you've ever
eaten this before either, have you?

Mm-hm. They serve rabbit at lots of places.

Yeah, maybe, but that ain't rabbit.

- Then what the hell is it?
- Marmot.

Marmot?

- What's a marmot?
- A rodent.

A rodent?!

You mean a rat?

Sort of a big, hairy rat, I guess, yeah.

Oh, shit!

Hey, I know how you feel. Me?
I think oysters taste like snot.

Oh, shit!

What...?
You frightened the crap out of me.

- I almost bashed your brains out!
- There's a bear.

- Shut up, I'm tryin' to sleep.
- Ben, I heard a bear.

I heard it. Shh.

- Steve.
- Steve!

- Where's Sarah?
- Steve!

Steve! Steve!

Yeah, I was just fillin' the log cabin.

- I thought it was a bear or something.
- It was a big cabin.

- That's the noise.
- Gimme your knife.

- What noise? What's the matter?
- A bear.

- What?
- Shit.

- What, did you guys think I was a bear?
- Bear, my ass.

- Bear!
- Bear? Come on, we're not stupid.

They always think I'm a bear.

You're gonna walk and sing?

OK, you guys, I want you to be real careful
in here. It gets kinda tricky.

Don't be embarrassed if you have to hang
on to tree branches or rocks, OK?

Yes, Mommy, whatever you say.

- Hey, Benny, this isn't the right way.
- What a view, though.

Hey, Steve! Wait up.

- I gotta tie my shoe, OK?
- Yeah.

Boy, I'm really startin' to like it up here.

I didn't think I would, you know? I just
came up here to get away from my ex-wife.

Actually, I'd like to have her
up here with me right now.

One little shove,
save me about 79 alimony checks.

- Aah!
- No, no, hold on!

Aah!

Forget your feet.
Don't look down. Don't look down.

- Norman, look at me.
- Help me, Steve.

Calm down. I'm gonna help you.
Do what I tell you.

Get your breath,
reach in that crack, give me that gun.

What?
Help me, goddammit!

I am gonna help you.
Now, just do what I tell you, all right?

Reach in that crack and hand me the gun.

All right, now give it to me.
Come on.

- Where the hell did this come from?
- It came from my pack. I'm a cop.

Now come on. Good boy, good boy.
All right, now take it easy.

- Help me. Help me.
- Grab my wrist.

That's right.

Come on, let's go. Good boy. Come on.

We got it, we got it.
All right, one more.

Ready?

Aah!

- What the hell happened?
- Who's screaming?

Don't fall! Look out!

- Christ, what happened?
- It's Norm. He just went over.

He tripped here and he fell.

- Where?
- I don't know. Do you see him?

- Oh, my God.
- Get back from the edge.

Aah!

- Aah!
- Steve!

Harvey, run!

Jump.

Jump!

I'm sorry, I can't.

Aah!

No!

Stop it, stop it.
Take it easy. It's over.

Calm down, Sarah, calm down.
It's over, understand?

Just calm down, calm down.
I'm not gonna hurt ya, understand?

- OK.
- I need you, understand me?

I need you. You have to get me
out of these mountains, all right?

OK, OK.

OK? All right, good girl.
Let's go.

There you go. Forget this happened,
all right? Just forget this happened.

We'll just go on like before. You're
the guide, I'm the customer, all right?

- OK.
- Go ahead now.

Zero Four Seven
calling Bishop Falls.

Zero Four Seven calling Bishop Falls.

Zero Four Seven.
Do you read me, Sam?

Sarah? Sarah. Is that you?

- Sam?
- Thank God. Sarah.

- I won't try anything.
- Thought you might be thinkin' about it.

Listen, Sarah, there's a storm,
one hell of a storm.

It's here now and it's coming your way.

Now. You and your party need to stay
there in the hut. You understand me?

Tell him you want to make
one more day of travel.

I want one more day of travel.

No, stay put.

Sarah, listen.
Don't do that.

Don't do that.

He wouldn't be upset about a storm.

- Ask him what's wrong.
- What's wrong?

- Big storm. Big storm.
- You wouldn't be upset about a storm.

This is a very serious storm we're talking
about, Sarah. At least five inches of snow.

- Tell him you're alone, so he can talk.
- I'm alone.

Miss Renell, this is
Special Agent Minelli of the FBI.

One of the men in your party
is an impostor.

He's a fugitive
wanted for kidnapping and murder.

He's armed and dangerous.
Do you understand?

- Understand?
- Yeah, I understand.

Sarah. Jonathan's coming.

He's leading Stantin,
the FBI man, up there.

He's about two days behind you, we figure,
but with the snow coming, who knows?

Now, stay close to the lodge
and that radio, Sarah.

That's a hell of a storm front
that's coming in.

- "OK, Sam, I will."
- OK, Sam, I will.

- Well, was she under duress?
- She sounded kinda strange. I'm not sure.

So who's Jonathan?

Is that your boyfriend, Sarah?

Is that your boyfriend?

Yeah, that's your boyfriend.

Don't move.

There.

Ah!

Sarah!

She's dead.

- Washed down the river.
- No.

If he knew the mountains,
he would've gone alone.

He doesn't, so he needs a guide.

Come on, she's still alive,
and we've got to help her.

Knox.

Hey, this is Sarah's handwriting.

What the hell does this mean?
"You ought to know me by now."

- Take it easy, Knox, just take it easy.
- What did this guy do?

- You said it was extortion and murder.
- It was. How do you like this?

- That wasn't all it was, was it?
- No, it wasn't.

Well?

He had a hostage in San Francisco.

A diamond merchant's wife.
He killed her... after he got the diamonds.

Just to make a point.

- What point?
- That I shouldn't have interfered.

You botched it up,
so now you want revenge.

And she's gonna get killed for it.

You listen to me.

That note is right.
I am getting to know this guy.

He'll only kill a hostage he has no use for.

Understand me? So long as you and I
stay tight on his ass, Sarah will stay alive.

Now let's get some rest.
We'll catch up with them tomorrow.

Go get your pack.

They already got a hell of a head start.

Now there's only two of them,
they'll move faster.

- Then we'll move faster.
- Two, three days, they'll be at the border.

You said yourself that he'll kill her
as soon as he doesn't need her.

That means I gotta get to them
before they get to Canada.

We'll get them
before they get to Canada.

Wait a minute, Stantin.
You're already exhausted.

It's cold, and it's gonna get colder.
There's a storm movin' in. Understand?

I'm not afraid of a storm.

You dumb bastard.
You could die up there.

And if not dead, you'd slow me down
so much that Sarah'd get killed.

So you got one choice
and that's to stay here.

You go with me, or you don't go at all.

Bullshit.
You're not gonna shoot me.

You ever killed a man?
You ever break up a bank robbery?

I'm 22 years in the FBI, Knox.

I've come up against the Mafia,
the Ku Klux Klan,

the KGB.

Understand me,
I'm qualified to go after this guy.

You think you are, but you're not.

All right.
All right, I'll take you.

But you'd better keep up.

Because if you slow me down
and Sarah gets killed, I'll kill you!

Sarah... slow down.

Stop!

Sarah, wait.

Wait!

For the last hour, you've been
gettin' farther and farther ahead.

What's the matter, Sarah?

You're crazy.

See that?

I'm not crazy.

You get me across the border...
I'll give this to you.

You understand me?
I'm giving you this.

But you pull any of that shit again
and I'll kill you.

Your name. Say your name.

Warren... Stantin.

Every time you lose your wind, you stop,
you say your name. Got that?

What if I'm too tired...
to remember my name?

- For ten bucks, I'll remind you.
- OK, OK.

You should have stayed in that cabin
while you had the chance.

I'm gonna have to go up the rockface,
and then up through a chimney to the top.

That'll save at least a day.

They'll keep to the valleys
to avoid the storm that's comin' in.

I gotta go over the mountain
and right through the storm.

So when it gets dark, get in your bag,

get under my poncho,
say your prayers, you'll be OK.

When I get to the border,
I'll send some guys for you.

Oh, Jesus!

You stubborn son of a bitch!
Can't you listen to common sense?

Tie my rope around your waist
and I'll lower you down.

What are you tryin' to do, kill yourself?
Tie it around your waist.

- I'll lower you down.
- No. I'm coming up!

- You're crazy!
- I'm coming up!

Fine. Go ahead!

- I can't!
- Good.

Now, are you gonna tie on?

- Are you gonna lower me down?
- Yes.

No.

Aw, to hell with you, then.
I'm going to Canada.

Knox?

Knox!

Change your mind about
goin' back down, Stantin?

No. I wanna go up!

All right, you pigheaded bastard,
I can't argue with you all day.

Tie it around your waist
and I'll bring you up.

How do I know you're not
gonna lower me down?

Because I said so, you son of a bitch!
Now tie on while I'm still in a good mood!

Oh, Jesus.

Ready!

Well, you gotta climb too!

I'm not gonna do all the work!

All right, you push up while I pull.

Ow! Shit.

Come here and light this.

What's all this smoke?
You sending them a signal or something?

The wood's wet. It's gonna smoke.

Yeah, we're not gonna have
any fuckin' fire. How about that?

You don't want a fire, fine.

We'll have sushi.

Mmm.

You want some?

Hey, Jesus!

Aah!

My leg! It's cramped!

Cramp!

Lie back!

Better?

Yeah. Yeah.

You're soaking wet! This starts
to freeze, and you're finished!

Get your pack off!

Find something to dig with!

Ditch that and dig!

Start diggin' or we're both gonna die!

Oh, God. You gotta get out of these.
Your belly's ice-cold.

Get down.

What's... what's your problem?

You've heard about us country boys,
haven't ya?

Jesus, you smell.

Do I smell like that?

Well...

Oh, yeah.
Weather looks better.

I think we should be able
to make up some time.

Thanks for helping me.

Oh, don't mention it.

How do you feel?

How do I look?

My great-granddaddy
was 87 when he died,

and I'll always remember
seeing him in his coffin.

So?

Well, he looked a damn sight healthier
three days dead than you do now!

Jesus Christ!

What do we do?

Don't... move.

I know that.

You're the mountain man.
How do we make it go away?

You can't.

- Maybe we oughta throw it some food.
- We are the food.

Why don't you shoot it?

Uh... that'll only piss him off.

Let's backtrack.
But be... real casual.

Uh-huh.

Casual.

Oh, shit!

Aah!

Aah!

Brr!

Ho! Ho! Aah!

Ho! Aah!

I've never... I've never seen a grizzly
turn and run like that before.

Hell...

Everybody else around here act like
they never seen a black man before.

Why should the bear be different?

Which way, Sarah?

Which way, Sarah?

I can smell it.
We're right behind 'em.

Ow! Damn! Ow!

- What happened?
- I don't know. It's my leg!

Stop!

Help me!

Aah!

Sarah!

Get back.

You make a move and I kill you.

Hey! Hey! Stop!

Stop! Stop, OK?

OK, good, good, good.
Come on.

No!

Thanks a lot.

Stop!

No!

Stop!

David, half of
my refrigerator is gone.

I haven't checked the rest of the house.

There could be things missing
for all I know.

I'm sorry, we're right in the middle
of a very big manhunt here.

I can't get anyone out there.

This is not the same thing as them
painting graffiti on the side of the wall

- or digging up the flower bed.
- I understand.

When they actually break into the house,
then... I'm sorry...

I should've ditched you in the woods.

I should've let you freeze
up there in that snow.

I could've left you hangin' on that rockface.
You know that.

Oh, Christ.

Gentlemen, we have two new reports.

A motorcycle was stolen
from behind the high school

and $300 missing from the till
at the Crown Market.

Now, I know it doesn't sound like much,
but you never know.

- We're about to go check out the market.
- Mildred, we're very, very busy here.

They broke into my house.
The kitchen is an absolute pigsty!

I'll get someone up there as soon as I can,
I promise, OK?

Excuse me, ma'am.
Exactly what happened in your kitchen?

Inspector, could you check to see if
there were any long-distance phone calls

made from this number?

I don't think they were teenagers.

What teenagers are going to drink
just milk and Cokes

when there's also beer in the refrigerator?

On that side, the table and
the utensils have been wiped clean.

Over here, prints everywhere.

Why?

The suspect brought Sarah here.
Rope fibers.

He tied her to the leg of this table,
sat over there where you are,

and ate.

There was a call.
A Vancouver number, 926-0484.

Bingo.

Mr. Stantin.

Superintendent Hsu.
I hope my men have taken care of you.

Oh, they've been wonderful.

I'd just about forgotten
how good a hot shower feels.

- Good.
- This is Jonathan Knox.

- Mr. Knox.
- Thanks for the clothes.

- Promise you'll burn these.
- You bet.

We just finished interrogating
the man the phone call was placed to.

His name is Fournier.

He lives out in the British Properties.
Very expensive neighborhood.

He's a diamond broker.

You're saying he's a fence?

We've never been able to prove anything.
He claims the call was a wrong number.

Phone company said
the call lasted 19 minutes.

Yeah, we know he's lying.
Here's Fournier now.

Superintendent, I'm so concerned
about that poor girl being held hostage.

I'm very sorry I can't help you.

But I would like to know
how everything turns out.

Isn't that a fine man?

He and I have just been to see
your boss, Inspector Hsu,

and I think we made our point,

which is that if you ever
bring my client down here

for this kind of chickenshit questioning
again, I'll sue the whole fuckin' department.

You understand?
Make sense to you?

Uphold the law and all that?

- Why are you lettin' him walk?
- We have nothing on him.

No grounds for charges.
We'll keep him under surveillance.

I'm sure your men will
come up with something.

We appreciate everything, Inspector.

You're just gonna let him off the hook,
aren't you?

Look, the police are doing
everything they can.

- Stantin!
- Look, mister.

You may be some hot-shit guy
back on your turf,

but you're in my territory now, so...
sit back and enjoy the ride.

What...? Hey!

Hey, hey, hey! What the...?
Get your hands off of me!

- What is this?
- Shut up!

- Jesus! Do you know who I am?
- Shut up!

I can pick up the phone and have
you killed! Who the fuck are you?

Do you hear that?
He could have us killed.

What, is it money you want?
Huh? You want money?

I'll open the safe,
I'll give you all the money you want.

Go on, go on.

- Set?
- Set. Two minutes.

What's that noise?

What's happening? Huh?

What's happening?
Talk to me, goddammit! Talk to me!

Grab some of the stuffing
out of the couches.

Oh, Jesus! What, are you
gonna burn down my house?

Look, we can make a deal, huh?

- Can't we make a deal, for Chrissakes?
- You already did.

Dead men don't make deals.
What did he do, anyway?

He stole two pounds of diamonds
from the wrong people.

No. Oh, no. No!
I didn't steal them!

I didn't steal them!
I don't have them!

Look, all I was doing was brokering them.
I don't even know where they came from!

- Think they could trace that tape?
- Nah.

It'll burn right along with him
and the rest of this room.

You can get the diamonds back!

The guy who stole them
is meeting me tomorrow.

Robson Square, noon, at the skating rink.

- OK, OK, 30 seconds. Let's go.
- OK.

He's the one you want, not me!

You can have the diamonds back!
Just turn off the timer!

Diamonds, Mr. Fournier?

- What are you doing here?
- We received a phone call.

They said there was a break-in.

Hey!

He's got my purse!
Somebody stop him!

Somebody stop him, please!

You bum!

Shit.

Go, go, go!

- This way!
- No!

Let go of me!

Get up! Get up!

- Sarah!
- Jonathan!

Go.

Git, git! Go!

Get outta the car!
Get outta the car!

Come on, get in here!
Come on!

Everybody down!
On the side! Let's move, move, move!

Open the door!

Watch out!

You're crazy!

Stantin.

What have we got?

- You see the car?
- No.

Yes! There he is!

- On the left-hand ferry.
- Go, go!

Make sure you got a good shot.
He's still got the hostage.

All right, there's gonna be a lot of people
up there. Watch your fire.

On the upper deck!

- Knox!
- What?

He's on that one.

Why do you think that?

That's the kind of move
this bastard would make.

Hey, hey, you can't go on there!

Aah!

- Where do we start?
- Right here.

You take the right side, I'll take the left.

Sarah, get down!

Get over!

Come on, girl.
Come on, don't fight me!

Jonathan!

Hold it!

Let the girl go.

Fuck you!

Come on, Stantin,
we've both been here before.

You tried to play games last time,
got a woman killed, remember?

This time you do exactly what I say,
or I'm gonna have to kill another one.

Now go over the side.

You shoot her,
you're dead half a second later.

- Stantin, I'm serious!
- So am I!

You want to die?
Go ahead and shoot!

I'll do it!

Let her go or die!
That's the only deal you're gonna make.

I'll kill her, Stantin.
Goddammit, I'll kill her!

Outta the way! Move!

Get outta the way!

Go on, move, move!

Get down, get down!

Hey, come on over here.
Come here.

Come here. Come on.

Come on.
Come on, I'm not gonna hurt ya.

Get over here.
Come on.

Goddammit, come over here!

Yeah, that's right.
Come on, it's gonna be OK.

No! No!

Aah!

Hey.

You FBI guys do this kinda shit a lot?

Every damn day.

THE END