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(car horns honking)

(static hissing)

♪ I feel there's something there ♪

♪ I just want to make the feeling be like me ♪

♪ And I don't want to be alone tonight ♪

(explosions roaring)

(tense music) (explosions roaring)

(guns firing)

(explosion roars)

(guns firing)

(explosions roaring)

(guns firing)

- They're back in the green.

(explosion roars)

All right, men!

One last effort and we're out of here.

(Michael yells) (explosion roars)

(solemn music)

Ransom!

- Go, Vic, go back!

It's no use, ah!

It's stuck!

- Commander Jenkins, one more minute,

the choppers are leaving us.

- He's right, Major, get out of here,

before the Charlies get ya!

- All right, Sergeant, you're in command.

Take the lane to the chopper,

and if we're not there in two minutes,

take off without us.

- But, sir, I can't- - That's an order, Sergeant!

- Yes, sir.

(solemn music)

(explosion roars)

(guns firing) (Michael groaning)

(explosions roar)

Okay, men, move out! Follow me!

Move out!

- Come on. - It's okay.

(guns firing)

- Move it!

Move it!

Now pull your foot up.

(Michael groans)

It's okay.

Let's just get the hell out of this shit hole.

(solemn music)

- [Michael] Go, Vic! Go back now!

It's no use, ah!

Get outta here.

(Michael groans)

Come on, get up, get up!

(guns firing)

Move it!

(Michael yelling)

Pull your foot out!

♪ Just a little love to let you know right now ♪

♪ I fell in love ♪

♪ Baby, you're so fine ♪

(locks clicking)

♪ Your lovin' should be mine ♪

(door rattling)

♪ I'm thinking your sure to fall ♪

♪ I'll be so ♪

♪ Miserable in my heart ♪

♪ I feel you are sure to fall ♪

(both grunting)

- Jesus, Ransom!

You always did have a heavy hand.

- Ruby. Jesus!

What are you doing here?

God.

- The same thing you are.

You saw the news of Major Jenkins' death.

(Ruby groans)

That came as a blow to all of us

who were in the Strike Commando.

- Just can't get him out of my mind.

He was like a father to me.

He saved my life.

I mean, you know.

I just wish there was somethin' we could've done.

- Oh shit, Ransom, things didn't go so badly for you,

thanks to Jenkins.

But I wasn't so...

That's not what I'm here to talk to you about.

Listen, Vic is still alive.

- What'?

- Yeah, that's right.

That's right.

See, since the war, he's been working for the CIA,

but now, they've staged his death.

Well, here,

this is the address of a CIA bigshot.

Now he knows all about this.

His name is Peter Roeg.

Unfortunately, I haven't been able to find out

where they're holding Jenkins right now,

but- (Michael sniffs)

And I sure as hell don't know what they're up to.

But you can bet your sweet ass, whatever it is,

it's not good news for the major.

- Ruby, how do you know so much about this?

- Ransom, old buddy,

when you're in this condition,

you've got plenty of time to listen.

And at least these still work just fine.

But anyway, what are you gonna do now?

- I'm gonna find out the truth.

- Wait.

You know I'd like to go with you,

but the war's over for me,

and it has been for some time.

(train horn bellows)

(dramatic music)

(ominous music)

(tense music)

(Ruby gasping)

I did everything you told me to.

What are you doing here?

No, no, wait.

No, wait! Please, no!

No, wait! Please!

No! (train rattling)

(rain pattering)

(thunder rumbling)

- Can I help you, sir?

- I made an appointment with Peter Roeg.

- Just one moment, sir.

The reason of your visit?

You are Mister...

Where the hell'd he go?

(door thuds)

- Who the hell are you?

(kick thuds) (Peter gasps)

(Peter gagging)

-Aww.

What a nice family you have here.

(glass clatters)

- Oh what's this?

Oh, what do you want from me? (gags)

- Where's Vic Jenkins?

- You're crazy.

(sniffs) Jenkins is dead.

- Well, you're gonna be dead

if you don't tell me where he is.

(Peter gags)

- Where is he? - I'm sure he went

into Roeg's office.

- Let's go.

(Peter gagging)

- Inside a house, under the Calabria Hill,

two miles from here.

Now let go of me.

I can't, I can't breathe.

- [Man] Quick, Mr. Roeg's in danger!

(head bangs) (Peter grunts)

(strike thuds)

(suspenseful music)

(dramatic music)

(car door thuds) (engine cranks)

- Hey, you take care of Roeg.

(dramatic music)

(engine revs)

(gun firing)

He got away. Damn him!

- We have to warn them immediately.

- This is Sonny, here.

Yes?

I understand, all right.

- What's up? - Trouble.

- Trouble?

What kind of trouble?

- We have to get out of here, Mr. Jenkins, immediately.

- You've been moving me about from place to place,

for the past three days.

Now I don't budge another inch

until you tell me what's going on.

- This place isn't safe anymore.

Some guy has practically torn Roeg's office apart.

- Oh?

- And he knows you're here.

- What's his name?

- Ransom.

Michael Ransom.

- Michael Ransom.

Yeah?

I...

Look.

Look, Peter, I, Michael...

I am, I am trying to tell you

that Michael Ransom was a soldier under my command.

It's impossible.

It's, it's unthinkable that he would come here

to try and kill me or kidnap me.

I know the man too well.

- I'm not interested in your suppositions, Jenkins.

I've given my men five minutes

to get you out of that hideout.

And there are only four minutes left.

Remember, I'm in charge of this operation.

(solemn music)

(ominous music)

(rifle clicking)

- Now, stand up slowly and don't make any sudden moves.

- Hey, what's the problem? - Shut up! Just move it, boy.

This is Frank. Come in, Sonny.

- [Sonny] This is Sonny.

I read you.

- Now I found a peeping Tom, complete with binoculars,

up here, above the house.

- [Sonny] Keep him there.

I'll send George and Vincent right up.

- 10-4.

Now you got a lot of explaining to do,

just what the hell you're doin' snooping

around up here, boy.

- Hey, you know, like you said,

I'm just a peeping Tom.

(strikes thudding)

- George! Vincent!

Get up there!

(solemn music)

(door clacks)

(quirky music)

- This is George.

We´re on the hill.

We only find Frank.

(gun firing) (George groans)

- [Sonny] George, Vincent, answer me.

George, Vincent, are you there?

Answer me, George. Answer me, Vincent.

- We can't answer you anymore.

We´re dead.

- Damn!

(tense music)

- Back up, one step at a time!

I've got eyes everywhere, so watch it!

First one to move is a dead man.

- Michael.

Michael Ransom.

- You okay, Major?

- Fine.

These men are protecting me.

- I thought you were in trouble.

- No trouble.

Put down the gun.

Come on, Michael.

Give it to me.

(air whooshes)

- We've got to go, Jenkins.

- Hold it!

- [Man] Attention!

All right, Ransom, come out with your hands on your head.

You've got 30 seconds to get out of the house.

- Let's go!

(dramatic music)

- [Man] Bring out Major Jenkins and leave him to us.

We have no further need of you, Ransom.

So get the hell out and fast!

(guns firing)

(men groan)

(gun firing)

Bring him to us at once.

We want the major.

We don't want you, Ransom, so vanish!

- Run!

(tense music)

- Hand over Major Jenkins and you can go.

Is that clear?

Okay, Ransom!

Do as I tell you and get a move on!

All right, bring him down to the landing spot.

(tense music)

(Vic grunting)

(strikes thudding) (fighters grunting)

(man yells)

(guns firing) (solemn music)

(men chattering) (blades whirring)

(men speaking in foreign language)

- Well, Mr. Ransom.

- Yeah, right.

- We managed to get you out of here,

but it wasn't too easy.

Ah, here's Mr. Lee,

the local chief of police.

I think you ought to apologize to him.

- It's Mr. Roeg you should thank.

If it had not been for him,

you wouldn't have gotten off so lightly.

Individuals like you are not desired in this country.

- Hey, hey, come on, shake hands now.

- Be seein' you, pal.

- This business is beginning to get on my nerves.

- You mind telling me who you are?

- Kelly Sellers,

special agent, counterespionage.

- So where are we headed?

- First, to your hotel,

so you can get freshened up.

And then to Mr. Roeg.

He has a lot of things to explain to you.

- Well, I hope so,

for your sake.

- We received this tape this morning.

- This is a special message from,

from Vic Jenkins to Peter Roeg.

I am being held prisoner by a group of men.

The leader's name is Huan To.

They demand a ransom of $10 million,

um, in diamonds.

There will be no negotiation.

These diamonds will be sent by a special agent

who will parachute into Section M

of the Burmese Plain, 48 hours.

If these demands are not met,

then i will be handed over to the KGB.

- I don't understand what's going on here.

- You're a civilian, Ransom.

You shouldn't have been involved in what happened.

- What is Vic Jenkins to you?

- A frozen agent.

- What do you mean a frozen agent?

- He's in the know about important secrets,

very important secrets.

The KGB already tried to kidnap him, three days ago.

- The official date of his death, right?

- Precisely, now, we,

we passed him off as dead.

Every day, we moved him

to throw the enemy secret service off his track,

but we didn't expect anything like this.

- All things considered,

the kidnappers got to him through me.

- I've looked into your background, Ransom.

You're a Vietnam war hero.

And you're tied to Jenkins by a very special debt.

- He saved my life.

I'm willing to sacrifice myself to help him.

What happens once I get the diamonds?

- They'll probably sell him to the KGB anyway,

or kill him.

- Then I want to be the one to go.

- (scoffs) It's too dangerous.

- I don't give a damn.

Somebody wanted me to come to Manila and get involved.

And now that I am,

they're gonna have to settle up with me, in person.

- You are the most suitable man for the job, Ransom.

But I want to make one thing clear.

- Go on.

- I'll only consider the mission accomplished

when you get back here with Vic Jenkins, dead or alive.

Do you understand?

- Hi there.

- You trust these guys?

- Oh, we pay them well,

much more than the others.

And then we don't throw temptation their way.

- [Child] No, no, no, no, no, no!

(people chattering)

- Where´s Nisson?

- Nisson!

(radio whining)

- The boss wants to give you a few last-minute instructions.

He'll be on the air in about, uh, 20 minutes.

I'll be back to get you in the chopper

at the point marked on the map, in five days.

Good luck, pal.

- Thanks.

(solemn music)

(man speaks in foreign language)

(man speaks in foreign language)

(dramatic music)

(guns firing)

(man yells)

(gun firing)

(man yells)

Hey! (gags)

(man grunts)

(boaters yelling)

(solemn music)

(man speaks in foreign language)

(spectators laughing)

(Hog laughs)

(spectators laughing)

- Well, Hog, what do you say about my beer, huh?

- Your beer is excellent, Rosanna.

And I can hold it very well.

That's why I'm gonna beat you.

Ah! (all laughing)

(crowd chattering)

- You have already lost, Hog.

(crowd chattering)

(Hog yells in foreign language)

(Hog grunts)

- What are the rules?

- First to belch loses.

- The first to belch?

- Watch.

(bartender belches)

(mug bangs)

- Gimme a drink.

- Beer?

- No, thanks.

- This is all there is, other than beer.

- Got any ice?

- Sure.

(bottles clattering)

Help yourself.

(ice rattling) (glass clinking)

- Get him to shut up!

(diamonds clink)

(Hog belches)

Yeah, I beated him!

Yes, I win. I win.

(Hog speaks in foreign language)

- It was just a little breath in my lungs!

- Yeah, right!

(crowd chattering)

What's wrong? You're not gonna croak in my tavern, are you?

(Hog belching)

How disgusting!

Get him out of here!

The Moulin Rouge is closed for the night.

Come on, everyone, get your ugly mugs out of here.

I've seen enough of them for one night.

(crowd chattering)

And that goes for you too, stranger.

The Moulin Rouge is closed for the day.

- But I just got here.

There's too much fog outside.

I could get lost.

- Do you know what I feel when I look

into those baby blues of yours, stranger?

- No, what?

- Suspicious.

You smell like trouble a mile off.

- I can assure you, you are mistaken, madam.

(dramatic music)

(ominous music)

- If you don't mind, may I?

(solemn music)

- No.

(fingers snap) (tense music)

We're closed till tomorrow,

so haul your ass back to the sewer you came from!

- I've always been assailed by a nagging doubt.

- Perhaps I can help you.

- Well, it is like this.

I've never been sure whether women are stupid

because they are courageous

or whether they are courageous because they are stupid.

- They're stupid 'cause they're courageous.

- Please.

Be seated, madam.

(fingers snap) (tense music)

The diamonds.

- First, I want to see Vic Jenkins.

- One thing at a time, Mr. Ransom.

First, the diamond.

(breath hisses)

(boss coughs)

- You want the diamonds?

You hand over Vic Jenkins first.

Take it or leave it.

- I take what I want.

(tense music)

(dramatic music)

- That wasn't part of the deal.

(solemn music)

(dramatic music) (glass crackling)

- There are some things I don't find amusing.

(fingers snap) (tense music)

(ninjas grunting)

(tense music)

(shotgun cocks)

(fingers snap) (solemn music)

(ninja grunting) (sword whooshing)

(punch thuds) (ninja yells)

- [Ninja] Hyah, hyah!

(swords clinking) (ninjas grunting)

(swords clinking)

(kick thuds)

(ninja yells)

(fire roaring) (ninja yelling)

(solemn music)

(air whooshes)

(ninja groans)

- Kill them! Kill them all!

(guns firing)

- I said you smelled like trouble,

but this is ridiculous.

(shotgun cocks)

(guns firing)

(quirky music)

(guns firing)

(diamonds clattering)

(bright music)

(guns firing)

- I can wait until you're charred to a crisp.

Diamonds are fireproof, you know.

- I wouldn't advise you to wait.

I've got 10 crates of dynamite.

(gun firing)

(dramatic music)

- What?

Where?

- Here, under the bar.

- What the fuck?

Go!

(gun fires)

(fire crackling)

(explosion roars)

(solemn music)

(birds squawking) (solemn music)

- Hi.

- Where are the diamonds?

- He's got them, I swear.

So now you're gonna rape me, right?

- I hate women.

- Yeah, I have a lot of gay friends, too.

- I hate queers.

- You're hurting me.

(boss blows raspberry)

(Rosanna coughing)

(diamonds rattle)

(dramatic music)

Please, don't kill me.

- If you want to pray, get up on your knees.

(ominous music)

- Like this? - Perfect.

(boss grunts)

(dramatic music)

(punch thuds)

- So you mean to say you were up

in that goddamn tree the whole time, huh?

- Yeah.

- So why didn't you do something earlier?

- Well, you know what they say.

Two's company. Three's a crowd.

Besides, you two looked so cozy.

- You son of a bitch!

While you were birdwatching up that goddamn tree,

that cheese-faced goon nearly cut my head off.

- Why are you limping?

- After everything you've done to me,

you're asking me why I'm limping, for Christ's sake.

Thank God I'm still in one piece.

Anyway, I have twisted my ankle, if you really want to know.

- There are nine diamonds here.

One is missing, and all of a sudden, you start limping!

- Oh, so you think that I-

- Hand it over!

Make it snappy.

- You've destroyed my tavern.

I've lost all my savings,

and if that isn't enough for you, my barman,

who also happens to be my business partner, is dead.

- Well, you don't look too cut up about it.

Well, he was a stinker, just like you.

Anyway, I demand that you pay for the damages.

(quirky music)

Hey, you!

- The name is Michael!

- Okay, Michael, you're here on business, right?

- Yeah, I guess you could put it like that.

- The tavern was worth $20,000,

and then there is the 10,000 I have stashed away.

It's all going up in smoke now.

- $20,000 for that dump?

(Michael scoffs)

- Oh, so the Moulin Rouge was a dump, huh?

It was not!

Anyway, then there's the death

of my business partner to consider.

He came here with $20,000.

Now that makes it a total of $50,000 even.

Michael!

(quirky music)

- What do you want exactly?

- To come in on your business with a capital of $50,000.

And when the deal is clinched, we go 50-50.

(playful music)

What do you say?

(Michael chuckles)

- All right, it's a deal.

- All right, partner.

So where do we start?

- First, I've got to find a certain Huan To.

- Did you say Huan To?

- Yeah, you know where he is?

- Do you realize that he is the biggest drug trafficker

in this region?

He only slaughters anyone in cold blood

that tries to oppose him.

And he's also a perverted maniac.

He gets his rocks off by torturing women.

- Well, if you're scared,

we can always dissolve the partnership.

- Hey, wait for me.

You'll never find him without me.

Come on.

- Where we going?

- To Huan To's camp, of course.

- Of course.

(solemn music)

(fingers snapping)

This is a tricky one.

The whole camp's completely enclosed

and patrolled by armed guards.

I bet they reinforce the patrols at night, too.

- Do you know what's in there?

The whole camp is a giant refinery

for pure heroin. (scoffs)

That swine Huan To has made millions out

of that filthy stuff.

- Huan To, which one is he?

- That's him there.

(ominous music)

(object clacks)

(dramatic music) Watch out.

(romantic music)

- Uh, let's go.

You won't have to.

- What do you mean I won't have to?

- Because I'm goin' back to camp by myself.

- What, are you nuts?

- Look, we're only gonna interrupt

the partnership temporarily.

- You mean, you're gonna go in there on your own?

- There's someone in there,

risking the same fate as my friend.

And that someone's very important to me.

He's a friend of mine.

- You're important to me, too.

Listen, if you want to kill yourself,

just go right ahead.

I don't care.

But not until we've split the proceeds.

- [Michael] If I go in there with the diamonds,

they'll kill me.

If I give them to you like I just did...

- [Rosanna] Kill you?

- Yeah, so I don't have much choice, do I?

- No.

But we're partners now, right?

Hm? - Right.

- Right.

50-50

- Here's what we're gonna do.

We'll meet tomorrow at dawn, on the Bantoy Plain,

three miles east of your tavern.

- Ex-tavern.

Anyway...

You're gonna be there?

Right?

With the diamonds?

- You can count on me.

- Okay, you better find a safe place to hide.

- Good luck.

(people chattering)

(people laughing)

(people speak in foreign language)

(man laughs)

(man speaks in foreign language)

(guard sighs)

(Michael whistles)

(both grunt)

(people chattering)

(guard grunts)

(strikes thud) (woman screaming)

(guards speak in foreign language)

(woman gasping)

(Huan To laughing)

(Huan To speaks in foreign language)

(woman yelling)

(man speaks in foreign language)

(strikes thudding) (guard yelling)

(solemn music)

(knocks at door)

(tense music)

(door thuds) (dramatic music)

(strikes thudding)

- What do you want?

(elbow thuds) (man yells)

- Make a move, and I'm gonna slit your throat

from ear to ear.

- Let me go.

- Take me to Vic Jenkins.

- Fuck you.

(head thumps) (man gasps)

- Fuck you.

Now you gonna take me to Vic Jenkins?

- Okay. - Let's go.

(suspenseful music)

Major.

- Michael, they sent you?

(bright music)

- Are you all right?

- Well, they haven't tortured me yet,

if that's what you mean.

- I'm taking you home.

- I can't believe it,

that you got in here on your own.

- I was your best, remember?

- That's right.

The best.

- I have a partner waiting for us at a safe place,

with the diamonds.

- Oh, that was clever of you,

not to bring them with you.

- Come on, let's get outta here.

(hostage grunting)

(door thuds)

(hostage grunts)

(strike thuds) (guard groans)

(hostage grunting)

(dramatic music)

(man gasping)

(tense music)

(strike thuds)

- Michael!

Turn around.

(ominous music)

- Thanks, Major.

- All for one and one for all,

the old Strike Commando motto.

Remember?

- I haven't forgotten.

(solemn music)

(spider splats)

(suspenseful music)

- Michael, what is it?

Michael?

What's wrong?

- Someone in the trees.

(solemn music)

I guess I was mistaken, Major.

Maybe there's no one there after all.

(birds chirping)

- Let's stop here for a while.

- It's not far.

Another half hour by foot and we're there.

- Tell me.

What does this all mean to you, Michael?

- All What?

- Well, I mean,

you being back in action again,

the smell of the jungle, Vietnam.

You haven't quite canceled the war out of here yet.

Have you, Mike?

That's why you're here.

- I don't like being in combat again,

having to kill.

But if the life of a man like you is at stake,

I'm prepared to do it.

- And the diamonds?

- I'm not interested in the diamonds.

As far as I'm concerned,

once we board that chopper,

my job is done.

- Okay, let's move it.

(solemn music)

(suspenseful music)

(dramatic music)

(object clatters)

(dramatic music)

(rifle clicks)

This is the moment of truth, soldier.

- Hey, what kind of double cross is this?

(sinister music)

- This is Captain Svet Krominski, KGB.

I call him Kramet.

It´s easier.

He's my right-hand man.

Now tell me, Michael,

where's your right-hand man?

Your partner? The diamonds?

I don't see anybody.

- Can't he ever get anything right?

- What are you waiting for?

Search this place from top to bottom.

(Huan To speaks in foreign language)

- You bastard.

Why me, huh?

Huh?

Why?

Of all the people you could've used,

Why'd you have to get me mixed up in all this?

- Because you're special, that's why.

You're part of a dying breed,

fearless and thoughtless heroes.

You owed it to me.

I saved your life, so you had to save mine.

Now my right-hand man here, Captain Krominski,

I told him not to take any personal initiative,

because I was quite certain

that you would bring the diamonds right to my doorstep.

But he's dangerous,

as no doubt you've noticed.

Excellent.

I want you to work day and night.

Our clients are in a hurry.

- All right.

- Welcome to the world of international drug smuggling.

Thanks to you, all of this will be mine.

Well, at least 50% of it will.

Now, Michael, where are the diamonds?

Michael, Roeg, Peter Roeg hasn't got the slightest intention

of getting me back.

First, I was a frozen agent.

Now, I'm a burnt-out agent.

If I talked, I would've been eliminated.

Come over here.

Come here.

Michael, your destiny and mine are closely linked together.

Now these diamonds, that, that $10 million,

well, that was, that was my payoff

for years of service to the CIA.

And nobody but nobody is gonna deprive me of it.

Come on, Michael.

You're an honest man. I like you.

I've saved your life once before.

I'll save it again.

Come work for me.

I'll make you a rich man.

Now where are the diamonds?

So you feed me that little story, huh,

send me on a one-way mission to nowhere?

What was it again?

All for one, one for all, right, Major?

What happened to you?

I trusted you completely.

- I woke up.

That's what happened to me.

I woke up, so should you.

You're an expendable pawn, Michael,

an expendable pawn.

I've been using you for my own ends.

- I'm not an expendable pawn.

You can get that idea out of your head, right now.

- Kramet, Jimmy,

if you don't tell me where those diamonds are,

Kramet is gonna detach your head

from your shoulders, very, very slowly.

Now, Michael, where are the diamonds?

Talk, Michael!

- I don't know.

For Christ's sake, I don't know.

I don't have the diamonds anymore.

Vic,

fuck you.

FUCK you!

I don't want anything to do with you anymore.

(hand slaps)

- Kramet, don't kill him.

Just make him talk.

(dramatic music)

(quirky music)

(people laughing)

- How can you drink that stuff at this hour of the day?

- It's the only thing

that gives me a little strength, honey.

Well, I guess Mother was right.

I'm just bad, that's all.

- There you are.

You'll get first choice after me.

Come on, let's get the girls out!

Let's get 'em!

In here!

(men laughing)

Watch your step, baby.

You're all right.

Come on, baby!

- You have been disrespectful, Mr. Ransom.

(steam hisses)

(Kramet chuckles)

Or shall I call you Michael?

You made me suffer.

(tuts) Very foolish.

You really must learn to respect your superiors.

(Michael yells)

- Just pretend you didn't hear it.

- That's easy for you to say.

I know that voice.

- Come on, go! - Ha, everyone, let's go.

(man growls)

(man laughs)

- Hey, you.

Today's your lucky day.

You're just made for Huan To.

(ominous music)

Come on, woman.

(tense music)

- Hold on.

(Michael coughing)

- Michael.

(Michael gasping)

Michael, this is no time to sleep.

I have a shocking surprise for you.

(Michael yelling) (electricity crackling)

- I'm gonna kill you, you son of a bitch.

- (laughs) Yes, you like that, huh?

(Michael yelling) (electricity crackling)

(Michael gasping)

Would you like some more, huh?

(Michael yelling) (Kramet laughing)

(solemn music)

- I would like to propose a toast to women.

I adore you.

You are such a special creature.

Your relationship with physical pain

has something sublime about it.

No man would stand labor pains and birth the way you do.

- Well, I haven't had any children,

so I wouldn't know.

(Huan To laughs)

- And virginity,

another test you have to undergo,

that combines the two concepts

that interest me the most,

pleasure and pain,

pain and pleasure.

- Oh, I can't stand it

when the bubbles get up my nose. (giggles)

They tickle and make me sneeze.

(Huan To laughs)

(solemn music)

(bones cracking) Oh!

What are you doing?

You're hurting me, 0w!

- Painful?

- You son of a bitch!

(solemn music)

(Huan To chuckles)

- Now you are going to do everything I tell you,

or I'll carve up that pretty little head.

- You only had to ask.

- Where are the diamonds?

(Michael grunts)

You will tell me,

or you will die.

(Michael grunts) (Kramet gagging)

(dramatic music)

- What is this?

(Huan To grunts)

Ah.

- Painful?

(Kramet grunting) (head thumping)

(Rosanna grunting)

- [Man] Hyah! Hai!

Hyah!

Hai, hai, hyah!

(gun fires) (ninja yells)

- [Both] What are you doing here?

- Come on, let's get out of here.

(people chattering)

Come on!

(dramatic music)

(guns firing)

- Die, you bastards!

(guns firing)

- Come on!

(explosions roars)

(henchmen grunting) (guns firing)

- What the fuck are you doing?

Let go of me!

You're putting me in there?

- Shut up and get down!

(suspenseful music)

(henchmen chattering)

(wood clattering) (engine rumbling)

(guns firing)

- You won't get very far, Ransom.

(dramatic music)

- Woo!

(Rosanna mumbling)

(man laughs)

(dramatic music)

(Rosanna mumbling)

- Go on, get going.-

(dramatic music)

(ninjas gasping) (quirky music)

(ninja yells)

(quirky music)

(ninjas yelling)

(dramatic music)

All right, go get him! Kill the bastard!

(dramatic music)

(gun fires)

(kick thuds) (ninja grunts)

(dramatic music)

- [Rosanna] Ransom, what are you doing?

(Rosanna yells)

(Rosanna mumbling)

(suspenseful music)

(man laughs)

(gun firing)

(tense music)

- Stay down!

(tense music)

(dramatic music)

(workers speak in foreign language)

(workers yelling)

(Rosanna mumbles)

(dramatic music)

(man laughs)

(quirky music)

(Michael laughs)

(engine rumbling)

(Rosanna mumbling)

- [Rosanna] You are unbelievable! (mumbles)

- Are you okay?

(punch thuds) (dramatic music)

- You throw me in that goddam truck,

and a gang of thugs gag and tie me up

like a fucking Christmas turkey.

I don't get a chance to get the diamonds,

and now you're asking me if I'm okay?

- What did you say about the diamonds?

- They're back at the camp.

- What?

- (sighs) They're back at the camp.

- They're back at the camp?

- Isn't that what I just said?

(quirky music)

- I knew it.

I knew you were gonna screw me around one way or another.

- It's your fault, for Christ's sake.

You just came bursting in there,

slapped the machine gun in my hand,

and you dragged me out,

and you started shooting everything in sight.

- How did you I know you were gonna be there, huh?

You were supposed to be waiting for me

on the Bantoy Plain, with the diamonds.

But no, instead you show up looking like a prostitute,

with a black wig, with a bald, fat Chinaman on the floor,

with a knife in his back and another guy gettin' ready

to cut your head off.

- Are you finished?

(quirky music)

Are we going back there or not?

Are we going back there or not!

- Well, of course, we're going back there!

I just gotta try to figure out how I'm gonna do this, okay?

Can't exactly go in that piece of shit.

- Will that do?

- Brilliant!

Perfect!

And just how do you expect me to fly that thing

and shoot at the same time, huh?

- Why don't you just shoot and leave the rest to me?

I'll get that thing going, all right?

- Oh, you mean to tell me you can drive one of those?

- Let's just say I've had a very colorful life, yeah.

I'll tell you all about it tonight, darling.

(suspenseful music) (helicopter whirring)

(guards speaking in foreign language)

Ready for the first round?

- Ready!

(gun fires) (explosion roars)

- Yahoo!

(rifle clicks)

(gun firing) (explosions roaring)

Yahoo!

Yeah!

(explosions roaring)

(gun fires) (explosions roar)

(henchmen yelling)

(guns firing) (explosions roaring)

Wow!

(solemn music)

(explosion roars)

(gun fires) (explosions roaring)

Yeah!

(explosion roars) (guards yell)

(explosion roars)

Go on!

Go on! Get 'em!

(gun fires) (explosion roars)

(solemn music)

- Go!

I've got some unfinished business to take care of.

You just take care of the diamonds.

- Yes, sir!

(Rosanna grunts)

- Jenkins!

(rifle clicks)

(rifle firing)

Jenkins!

Jenkins!

(rifle firing rapidly)

Jenkins!

Ah!

- (gasps) on shit!

Oh shit.

Oh no.

Oh no (sobs).

Oh.

I can't believe what's happening to me.

What am I gonna tell him now?

(fist bangs)

(dramatic music)

(Rosanna gasps)

(ethereal music)

(Rosanna laughs) (gentle music)

(lips smack)

Ch, that's it.

You've come home to Mama. (laughs)

- [Vic] So you've come back.

- That's right, Major.

I've come back.

- Haven't you got it through that fuckin' head of yours?

This whole thing is a farce.

Roeg and his friends don't give a fuckin' damn about you.

They sacrificed you to get the diamonds to me.

I put them up to it.

They don't want your face or my face in circulation anymore.

We can reveal too much.

So I'm offering you a partnership.

I can make you a very rich man.

(rifle clicks)

- I've come to kill you.

- You can't kill me.

You owe me your life.

(Michael inhales sharply)

(gun clatters)

Now you're thinkin' straight.

Partner.

(solemn music)

(Vic gasping)

You're making a great mistake, Michael.

(knife thuds)

(Michael sniffs)

- Now we're even.

- (gasping) Ah, Michael!

(Rosanna gagging)

- Fighting women now are you, big man?

How'd you like to dance a few rounds with me?

- That will be a real pleasure,

if you think you're man enough.

(Kramet laughs)

Come on.

Come on.

(tense music)

(strikes thudding) (fighters grunting)

- Kill the fuckin' asshole!

(punches thudding)

(Kramet grunting)

(Michael gasping)

Let me kill the fuckin' bastard.

- No!

(strikes thudding) (fighters grunting)

(Kramet groaning)

(bone cracks) (Kramet gasps)

(ominous music)

(rifle clicks)

(ominous music)

(gun fires)

(Kramet yelling)

(uplifting music)

- Look, I got 'em. I got 'em.

Remember, 50-50.

Now I can buy a new bar,

a Moulin Rouge in Malibu, yeah.

And I can invite all the stars,

drink Dom Perignon and Cristal Champagne,

eat Beluga caviar, and buy a car,

yeah, a BMW, with a car phone in it.

And I can get a stereo with a, with a CD player, yeah.

(laughs) And I can, uh, buy a mansion,

in Beverly Hills, for us.

(laughs) Did you ever hear of Covington, Montana?

(uplifting music)

(quirky music)

(uplifting music)