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[slamming suitcase]

[phone ringing]

That's got to be him.

Yeah.

He's got them.

I'll have that drink
now, Mr. Fike.

You got it.

Thee two gizmos are worth
a hundred perhaps.

To some people.

Fix me a drink, will you,
please.

Sure, baby.

So...

when do we get the money?

Upon delivery.

At this time tomorrow,
we'll be in South America.

I drink to us.

I will be in South America.

I am here for Lacy.

(Man)
Get in.

Lacy said these are
worth a million dollars.

Where are you getting at?

Well, 25,000 is enough.

We had a deal.

Well, others might pay more.

Oh, Maria, Maria.

You know, it wasn't the
curiosity that killed the cat.

It was greed.

Not so fast.

[screams]

Come on, you guys,
follow me.

Hey buddy, bring some of that
camouflage net over here.

I'll keep you
posted, sir.

Get those nets
over those weapons.

[gunshots]

[gunshot]

[gunshot]

[gunshots]

[gunshot]

Try this one.

[gun firing]

[machine gun firing]

[gunshot]

We'll pray to complete
our assignment.

Anytime, any place we're send.

You don't question.

You execute orders.

[gunshot]

[machine gun firing]

I now give you the ultimate
weapon.

Hmm!

Use this.
Much more effective.

Good morning.

(Woman)
Good morning, Mr. Bremen.

I'll get back to you.

They just found Lacey
in California.

Dead.

And the buttons are missing.

You think that they are still
in country, sir?

Yes, but you can bet they'll
be moved pretty fast.

I would think to probably

one of the training
camps on that list.

Vallone was working
on that end.

In fact he did
penetrate one camp.

Vallone.

Does he have
any idea who's involved?

Nothing we can hang
our head on.

But it looks like D'Apollito
could be our man.

I thought we put him
out of business?

He's back.

His son has a skin
magazine as a front.

Now we've put a mole
on that operation.

As yet she hasn't
turned up anything

that we can tide those
people in with.

Harry I want you to get
a hold on Tiger for me.

Sir, I don't think Tiger Yang
is going to be interested.

He's running a string of very
successful martial arts studios

and he just finished
a world tour.

I think he has too many
obligations.

Harry, this is too important.

I think with his help we can
pull this out fast and quiet.

Tiger.

Harry. What are you
doing here?

We have to talk.
I have a car.

[tires screeching]

Two nuclear detonators
are missing.

We need your help.

Don't try to make
me feel guilty.

I am business man now.
I have obligations.

It's D'Apollito.

I thought he was out
of arm bracket.

He's back.

Blake told me that nuclear
components are being shipped

from Germany to a
third world country

and last week Lacy made out
with two of them.

Now they have a bomb?

If they get the components and
the detonators together, yes.

They have a bomb.

Where do I fit in?

Blake has a mole
in D'Apollito's operation.

Once she knows where
the detonators are

you stop the delivery.

[camera clicks]

That's good, Chantelle.
Now over here.

Hey, Nick.

I think we have to shut down
the magazine.

Shannon's getting
out of hand here.

He's my nephew.
Don't worry, I handle it.

I don't know, he's got people milling
around there all hours, day and night.

When you're dealing with
models, that's the way it is.

What's your problem?

Do you like the broads?

Yes, I like the broads
as much as you or anybody.

But we're spreading
ourselves too thin.

I think we ought to go back to
operating the way we used to.

To use the plant as a front.

Since when do you
make decisions?

Well, someone has to.
You're losing control.

Try and make a few sales.

I'll handle security.

I'll see that you do.

We're in a---

Hold it. Look, Anselmo--

You only think you know
what Fike will say.

You know what kind
of deals he's making.

We're not talking
about a few guns,

we're talking about
nuclear detonators.

Look, I don't want Fike
making all arrangements.

Anselmo, this time your
art's got real money, cash.

This is not some
ragged tag ideal

that's trying to scrape
a revolution together.

Look, I still don't like it.
I still--

You pull out the buyers.

I don't trust Fike.

He'd turn on his own mother if he
know there's a profit to be made.

You don't need to worry about
the detonators, they're safe.

But I've got to worry about
Tiger Yang.

Yang? Who the hell is Yang?

He used to work for the govern a
couple of years ago but he gave it up.

So, what's the big problem?

He's been met at the airport this
morning by a couple of federal agents.

Really?

Does Nick know about
this?

I don't give a damn
about what Nick thinks.

I'll take care of it myself.

Exactly, what are you
getting at, Fike?

We had a deal.

And not even Nick or Tiger
Yang is going to foul it up.

Gentlemen, gentlemen,
take it easy.

This is my cup of tea.

I'll see to it.

After all, that's
what I get paid for.

[parade music playing]

Give me Bremen.

Yes.

Listen, I got
something for you.

I owe you, boys, a favor
like I promised.

This master Yang saved
my life once, see?

But I kind of hate to
see him blowing away.

You know what I mean?

Yeah, in the pray today.
Fond street.

900 Block. That's where
they're going to hit.

Oh, hell.

You now what I now.
Take her from there.

I am out of here, I am gone.
And you don't know me, right?

Ready?

Okay.

They are a block away
headed to Peer Street.

Are you sure everything
is in place?

It's all yours, man.

Not to worry. In a few minutes
Yang will be history.

Everything's under control.

I still don't like it.
Damn it, I don't like it at all.

There. Let's go.

Go check on the men.

Freeze!
Freeze!

[gunshot]

[gunshot]

[gunshot]

Something went wrong.
Three guys were shot.

Damn it, Fike. I thought you
told me everything was covered.

I don't know. Let's get
the hell out of here.

Hey, you men look alive.

Got something coming
out on the scanner.

Okay, okay.

Thank you, gentlemen
for your generous order.

Shipping will be made when
your funds are received.

(Man)
Your plane is ready, sir.

Have a good trip.

Thank you.

What will we do
with this traitor, Vallone?

I've known about you
for sometime, Vallone.

Only I've been
waiting to find out

who else you are
working with.

Two of your comrades
we've executed earlier.

No matter.

We'll find all your friends.

But for you--

I am sorry, your job
is finished.

Kill him.

[machine gun firing]

I have a feeling that
you and Vallone

knew each other
before joining us.

Don't be ridiculous. I've only
been in this country a few days.

I don't think
I believe you.

[beeping sounds]

[printer buzzing]

Chantelle.

What are you doing here?

An agency in London
requested my resume.

Faxing this out tonight?

You're forgetting
the time difference, Nick.

What are you looking for
in that file?

I thought my photographs
were in the top drawer.

Shannon's magazine files
are over there.

That's where your
photographs are.

Oh.

Here they are.

Sorry I startled you, Nick.

Have a good evening.

Hey.

Next time you want to come here
at this our of the night,

call me first.

Okay, Nick.

Good night.

[fax machine buzzing]

That's it.

Get me a reservation
to my flight to LA

And have a chopper
meet me at the airport.

Thank you.

[helicopter landing]

Did you get a hold
on Tiger yet?

Yes, sir. He doesn't want
to be part of it.

He doesn't have a choice,
we got to have him.

Vallone is dead.

Oh, no.
He was a good man.

He'll be missed,

but he got some information
out before he was Killed.

I have people working
on that now.

Last night we got a fax from our
mole. They're moving a shipment.

Do you think that the
detonators are in that shipment?

I don't know, but they
got to be stopped.

Where are they headed?
I don't know that either.

These guys are fanatics
and highly mobile.

Yes, sir.

[yelling in Japanese]

[Yelling in Japanese]

Muyedo combining...

all the different Martial Arts
into one different art.

And the Bu teach you

how to defend yourself.

The art to respect
you and the others.

Tot's philosophy teach you

hoe to discipline
your mind and bodies.

I show you. That could all be a
discipline in mind and bodies.

[yelling]

[yelling]

[yelling]

I almost forgot
how good Tiger really is.

The best.

He has the trophies
to prove it.

That are some good moves.

Practice continue.

[shouting]
Yes, sir.

[yelling]

Welcome, gentlemen.

Mr. Blake wants
to talk to you.

Do you have some
place more private?

I'll come straight
to the point, Tiger.

We think D'Apollito and his men
are moving a shipment of arms.

We have every reason to believe
that the arm shipment contains

the two nuclear detonators
I told you about.

They must be stopped.

Call out the National Guard.

(Blake)
We can't do that.

There's nothing illegal
about selling weapons.

To legitimate
governments, that is.

We don't want
an embarrassing situation.

You want me to break the law?

Not exactly.

The President doesn't want to
risk a full scale intervention.

We have been friends
long time, Harry.

If you want me to help,
please be honest with me.

(Blake)
Okay, Tiger.

We can't touch him.

We want you and
your black belts

to go in there
and break up their party.

If the two detonators are there,

all that shipment is heading to
an unrecognized government.

We'll step in
and make some arrests.

I told Harry...

I'm not interested.

Tiger, don't you feel you have
an obligation to your country?

How much time do we have?

Two days.

Alright, tell me everything.

I drink to celebrate, Mr. Murak.

Hi, baby. Here.

I hope we're not
a little bit premature.

The transfer is taking place
as we speak.

Fike will call me any moment
with the good news.

Baby, why don't you go
take a little swim?

[splashing]

What about those detonators?

They're not part of the bargain.
We got to negotiate.

I must have them.
I've got to have them.

And you shall, Mr. Murak.

You shall.

[bumping noises]

[yelling]

[yelling]

[phone ringing]

That would be Mr. Fike.

Yeah.

You get Charlie and tell him
to get here now.

What happened.

A little set back.

What kind of set back?

I think we have a leak.

But the plumber is on the way.

[camera click sounds]

[gunshot]

Are you sure, Harry?

Yes, sir. We've gone
through everything.

The detonators
are not here.

Any ideas?

D'Apollito's got
to have them stashed.

His plant, maybe?

It's a possibility.

Okay, check it out
and keep me posted.

Even the President
is watching us.

Sir, Tiger has promised me that
he'll see this thing through.

Good. I'll feel a lot better
when we're on top of it.

Good luck, Harry.

Thank you, sir.

You suspect my son?

No, sir.

Not at all.

But somebody may be
coming in the back door

by the way we have
the magazine.

If Shannon is at fault at all,
it's just that...

your security is to lax.

And what are you doing
about it, Nicholas.

We're conducting
which you might call

a process of elimination.

Our security found that

one of the girls wasn't
was she said she was.

What she was or who she was
nobody knows.

So we had Charlie...

send her away.

[pulling handbrake]

Anselmo.

Heard about the situation?
We have to talk about it.

By the way I--
Shannon!

If you excuse me, sir, I have
some things to attend to.

I want to check on the
Johnson&Smith silver company deal.

Fine, Nicky.

Did you want to see
me, dad?

Yes. I want
to talk to you.

Where did you get
the money, son?

Money, what money?

Don't cue with me, Shannon.

Two months ago your attorney
came to me because you were broke.

You were going under.

I turned him down, because I wanted you
out of that stupid girly magazine business.

Now, where did you
get the money?

I got the money.

You turned me down, I got it
and that's all.

I wanted to put you in charge
of the casino

to make something with yourself,
to be something.

Not wasting your life

playing with girly pictures
and crap like that.

Now, where did you
get the money?

Lenders.
Private investors.

What private investors?

People, just people.
They prefer to remain anonymous.

Shannon, sometimes I think
I raised my son to be an idiot.

There is no such thing
as anonymous people.

What kind of game are you
trying to play anyway?

What's happened to you?

Did you let those girls screw
you out of your investment?

You like these girls.

And your clients like those
girls, so leave me alone.

I got problems.

You think you've
got problems? Yeah.

I've got problems.
Big ones.

Well, maybe we have
the same problems.

[bumping noises]

[yelling]

[slot machines noises]

(Croupier)
Four easy. Next number 44.

[indistinct chattering]

Less than 48 hours ago

we completed
the deal with the Middle East.

And this morning I got another
one of these from New York.

And last night another shipment
was intercepted.

And Rafael's compound
was blown to bits.

If this keeps up,
we're out of business.

And I'm up one and a half
million, gentlemen. Million.

Now, who is it?

None of you, gentlemen,
have been to New York.

None of you've communicated
with New York.

I know, I had you watched.

Don't look so surprised.

Do you think I am going to take
everybody on faith

when I've got the damn
extortionists bleeding me to death?

There's enough information in
this letter that hang us all.

Dates, names, transportation
data, everything.

The feds could be
on us any minute.

Now how the hell
is this happening?

Now I want everybody
on top of this.

I want the security so tight
that nobody could get to us.

If we have to, we'll send
all damn staff away.

Yes, sir.

Now get the hell out of here.

Tell me, Nicholas, what do you
really think about Shannon?

I think the same thing you do,
Mr. D'Apollito.

What's that.

Well, as you said...

could be anybody.

One of the staff,
one of the girls,.

Even Shannon.

I think we have to keep
Charlie busy.

These last two installations
must be destroyed next.

Oh, there you have it,
people.

So you see what
we're up against.

Terrorists receiving sophisticated
weapons of every sort.

Small groups are becoming
better equipped

on their trained paramilitary
counter parts.

And it will get worst

until we find every source
of supply they have

and cut the lines.

What motivates them?
What the hell drives them?

Religion, patriotism.

Traditional motivations
are tougher to deal with.

There are in a man's guts,
his belief system.

Vallone had a daughter.
They were very close.

Someone's got to tell her.

(Tiger)
Tiger will tell her.

Slavitza, you go with me.

Tell her as little as you
have to about details.

Give her the entire
department's condolence.

Here's where she lives.

We've had her checked out from
time to time for old man's sake.

I don't feel she knew anything
about the last assignment.

But we try and protect our
people as best we can.

(John)
We got to double the force

investigating every conceivable
source of supply they have.

And re-check every registered
manufacture on the listing.

Slavitza. I am sending you on a
similar assignment to the last.

Well, meeting is adjourned.

Hey, look I am busy.

Fine.

[water flowing]

(Woman on intercom)
Line two for Mr. Bremen.

Uh, excuse me.

Yes.

Shannon, I asked you
not to call me here.

Somebody is shooting real
bullets in my vicinity,

and you said there wouldn't be
any of that.

There are no guarantees.

My father is asking
a lot of questions.

And I don't think
it was a coincidence

that Denise just happened to be
your agent, do you?

Listen, Shannon.

That loan was arranged with
the promise of your help

and I might add for a lot more
money that you required.

So I expect a lot more
in return than this.

If you're so damn sure
your father is not involved...

what's the problem?

Alright, we won't plant
anyone else.

But I want you to find out
something for me.

We're concerned that the agency
is becoming compromised.

Find out why she was killed.

If you father's connections
or associates are involved

and if they know about us.

You do that, you're off
the hook on your loan

and everything else.

You'll think of something.

I'm sure.

I thought you left.

I just wanted to say
goodbye to you.

I got a proposition
for you.

How would you like
to earn yourself

a whole closet for
the eyelashes?

Are you going to do a two-page
feature on me?

[laughing]
No.

Well, what do I have
to do?

[laughing]

You're going to do a feature
on my uncle Nick.

Morning, Nick.

You read my magazine,
uncle Nick?

I only read stock
rotations.

Yeah.

Yeah, I like that one.

Looks like a painting.

Was a real crash job.

Had all the presses
to lock it in.

Surely, kind of sick,
though.

Someone blew her brains out.

Maybe Charlie is out.

Maybe somebody's
paying him money.

A contract.

(Shannon)
Uh, this is just between us.

(Nick)
Like always, kid.

Hello.

I brought you
a present.

[laughing]

Very nice.

If I hear anything,
I call you.

I'll go unwrap my present.

[laughing]

You have a seat, please.

We've been working
with your father.

We've been working
on an assignment.

[whispering]
Something's wrong?

Your father is dead.

How?

He was killed
serving by the agency.

Your father working
to save so many lives.

You can be proud
of your father's.

I'Il find out how.

And I'll find out who did it.

And when I find out
who did it...

I swear to you...

I'll see them dead.

With or without any help
I'll see them dead.

I am sorry, Cath.

Okay.

[dialing]

John, Bremen here.

I have some good news and bad.

No, the intercept went fine.

The bad new is
our light is out.

We're sort of
at the crossroads.

The next thing we'll know
will be nuclear blackmail.

I understand, sir.

Top priority.

When can we meet?

Right, sir.

[ducks quacking]

John, how are you?

Busy as hell and
on the run.

Coffee?
No, thanks.

Our leads point to the shipment
of private machine parts

from one of the plants.

Nothing points to D'Apollito.

And my guess is it was a hell
of a lot more than chemicals,

or machine parts coming
out of those plants.

Is there any chance of tying
the dead girl into the scheme?

Get yourself a shot to raid
one of his main plants.

If we hit the plants too soon
or at the wrong time,

we'll just shut him down,
without getting the proof we need.

Did the girl give you anything
before she was hit?

The old man stays
very isolated

but we did get
something on Shannon.

D'Apollito is very concerned
about his staff.

Doesn't even trust
his own son.

Have you seen one of these?

Is that much our business?

Very much our business.

The photographer publisher,
Shannon D'Apollito.

With the girl down, do you
have anyone to pick up the ball?

I do, but I need
your permission.

Not one of our people,
then I take it.

Oh, no, sir.
Vallone in fact.

Vallone is dead, Harry.

I am talking about his daughter,
Catherine Blanch Vallone.

Jesus, that's bloody risky,
Harry. Same family?

Well, the hell that it is. She's
determined to become involved

whether we want her to or not.

She's liable to get herself
hurt or one of us killed.

If you can't keep her out of it,
best you can do is cover her.

Watch her closely for
everyone's sake.

She's no dummy.

I mean if we let her work

she's liable to turn up
something for us.

She's anything
like her old mean.

Vallone was a good man, sir.

[blowing]

Not bad.

Not bad at all.

My daddy taught me that.

Now you were telling me about
the lights in China.

Ask her.

Would you like a job,
Cath?

A very hazardous job?

You're damn right I do.

I meant what I
vowed about daddy.

With or without help.

[cheering and laughing]

Do you like it?

Wonderful.

Yeah.

Who?

Shannon.

This is what you do?

I am model part time. The rest
of time I am a student.

I love foreign men.

[loading gun clicks]

Hey, Nick.

You seem to have
bounced back nicely

after that little incident
at the warehouse.

We try.

I was looking.

Tell me, how much
for these AK-47's?

$1,200.

$1,200?

Fike here tells me 11.

That's what
I was told.

Come on, you can do
a little better than that.

Hey, look.
Fresh pack, free pack.

Extra clips, straps,

even the knife.

What do you want?
$1,200.

[whispering]
What about those detonators?

[whispering]
They are on the way to the camp.

Excellent. Excellent.

Want to join the party?

Sure, why not.

[dialing]

Max, how are you doing?

Yes, this is Cath.

Hey, listen I need a favor.

You know that 8/9 color photo
that you have on the wall?

Right, I need to borrow that.

(Cath)
I need a deliver today.

Thanks, okay.
6-40, Meredith Lane.

You got it?

[dialing]

(Cath)
Please, Max,

it is really important.

Yes, this is Shannon.

I want you to run a quick check
on somebody for me.

No, it's got to be today.

Okay.

Catherine Blanch Vallone.

V-a-I-1-o-n-e.

If I sent my photo,
and my resume

called him later on

and yes, he would be delighted
to see me.

He's having an appointment
with me at three.

Okay, but don't go too fast
to get to it.

Take your time.

Have a few lunches with Shannon
before you make a move.

There's a hit man on the loose
by the name Charlie.

He's got a lot of aliases,

but he's mainly known
as "Cocoa" Charlie.

Did he have anything to do

with the assignment that
my father was working on?

Our connection's possible.

But he's a nasty son
of a bitch.

Cunning as hell.

If you get ever across,
you can never be too careful.

I swear if he was involved,
I'll blow his brains out.

Talk like that is going
to get you in a nasty situation.

Yeah.

[dialing]

Bremen? Shannon.

This will be the last time you
ever hear my voice,

so listen carefully.

My Miss August is been
keeping close contact

with one of my
father's lieutenants.

This is her report.

"Overheard a conversation
between D'Apollito and Julius.

"You had another one
of those letters.

"D'Apollito to Julius:

"Bring in some of our
investigators from the East Coast.

Work them into the staff.
I am going to clean the house.

"Again D'Apollito to Julius:

"You're supposed to be
in charge of security.

“If this business is going
to cost me another dime,

it's coming out of your
hide."

I tell you what it means
to me, Bremen.

It's extortion. A shakedown.

They're probably on
either one of us.

They probably think
is one of my girls

who's milking the information
out of one of the customers.

So they'll shoot one.
Maybe more.

Now Miss August is missing.

I found this report

in her apartment.

Look, that's it. I'm out.

I'm through.

Don't send any more
of your people around here

and don't call me
for anything.

Shannon.

Here's where it gets
interesting.

When I spoke to
Shannon D'Apollito,

he told me he was through

he didn't want to have anything
more to do with us.

But not before he gave me some
very valuable information.

The girl you're replacing might
have been killed

because she was
suspected of extortion.

You and I both know
she wasn't guilty.

Which means someone else is.

Shannon?

Not altogether impossible.

But they may know the very
thing we're trying to find out.

What's that?

The details on the illegal
underground weapons market

and how D'Apollito was tide
into it, if in fact he is.

So, find the extortionist and
you'll find the information.

You must exercise
extreme caution.

You cannot be too careful.

There's one dead girl already

and if Shannon's info
was correct,

there might be two.

Someone he called
the Miss August.

What about Nicholas Julius?
What do you think?

Uncle Nick is unapproachable.
You can't get a hook in,

he's a bit of a king though.

Keep this with you
at all times.

A lighter?

It's a tracking device and a
very effective two-way radio.

Okay.

[crows croaking]

Yeah, that's what
I like about my job.

What do you like about yours?

Meeting interesting
and important people

like you, Mr. D'Apollito.

[camera clicks]

Okay, give me a little
bit smile there.

That's good.

I love meeting celebrities.

Which is what my
father uses influence

to get me on Miss Magazine.

He's a lawyer
in Century City.

Bull crap.

Try me again.
This time in English.

[camera clicks]

Let's do something
with that chair over there.

There you go.

[camera clicks]

[camera clicks]

I ran your name with a place
right down the street.

And what I get is that you had
a playboy papa.

Really traveler.

A la Hemingway.

He died and left you
with an empty bedroom.

He were no lawyer, love.

In English, that's bull crap.

What is it you really want?

I would like that job done
at Miss Magazine.

I thought if I had an
interview with you

it might make it easier.

So I did some rye eyes on you.

Are you upset?

[camera clicks]

No.

Do you know a man
named Charlie?

Charlie who?

[police radio speaking]

Got to get him up.

We have company.

Meet detective Peters.

(Cath) Hello.
(Peters) Hello.

Shh!

(Shannon on speaker)
Do you want a drink?

(Peters)
Oh, no, thanks.

Hello, this is
Tiger speaking.

Give me a fast run down
detective Peterson,

local police.

Let's take it from
the beginning.

The girl on the
outskirts of town

I'll try to remember
everything.

There's nothing to remember.

I drove her up.
Took some pictures.

Drove her back.
[Peterson laughing]

It's a short story.

Good man.

Nice tan you have
detective Peterson.

I work hard to keep me
in shape.

I can see that you do too,
Miss...?

Miss Cath Vallone.

Look, Peterson,
it's getting late.

If you don't mind, if there's
any more questions

can we get on with it?

(Peterson) You don't look
after your girls very well, do you?

I think it's time
I should leave.

Are you one of Shannon's
girls, Miss Vallone?

I'd like to be.

I'd sure think twice about that
if I were you.

That's a slender statement.

Good night, Peterson.

If you have anything more to say,
you'll have to speak to my attorney.

I talk as little
as possible.

Junior.

I'll be in touch.

Uh, Cath.

This is confidential.

Can you keep it
that way?

(Cath) Do you mind
if I get that interview?

I like that girl.

(Man on radio) Tiger
Yang, the report is ready.

Detective Waldo Petersen
plain close division.

On special assignment.

Working with the detective
Copeland and detective White,

investigating recent murder

a suspect by the name of Charlie
Chalice alias "Cocoa" Charlie.

I just hope that this Peterson
is as inept as it sounds.

We don't want the cops to get
Charlie before we do.

Feel like the lesson try,
my friend?

Sure, why not?

Let's go, have a look at
D'Apollito's plant tonight.

See how tight
the security is.

Great, we can check the weapons
the radioactive chemicals, too.

[police radio speaking]

There it is.

We got the
tranquilizer gun

and if we have any real
trouble, I've got this.

I have my own
tranquilizer.

[bumping noises]

[moaning]

[silenced gunshot]

[knocking on door]

Well, detective Peterson.

What took you so long?

Traffic. I want
to talk to you.

I suppose you stopped out
for a search warrant?

I never bother.

That's my father.

An idol of yours?

No, he was no God.

More like a devil.

We got along famously.

I painted that one.

Very nice.

[punching noises]

I am tired. It's getting late.

I need my sleep, okay.

I don't like playing games.

I know about you
and Bremen.

And I know about you...

and Tiger.

[laughing]

And I know about you
and the agency.

And D'Apollito.

I know what you're
looking for.

[whispering] Would you like
me to blow your cover? Huh?

[laughing]

Shall I leave?

I don't even want to hear you
breathe.

Take it off, baby.

Or I'll rip it off.

[slapping noise]

[metallic noise]

[gunshots]

[gunshots]

(Harry)
Cath, are you alright?

How do I look?

Dead or alive?

Did you fight?

No.

You were assaulted?

I were.

You need a doctor.

I need to be left alone.

Who did this, Cath?

Cop.

Five minutes and I'll be
downstairs. Wait for me there.

Sit down and relax.

He might just as well
have held a gun on me.

He knows everything.

He blackmailed you.

Yeah, I guess in so
many words he did.

Who was it?

Detective Peterson.

I thought you'd know
that by now.

Incredible.

Yeah, indeed. Incredible.

Let's find if he is.

[whispering]
You take care, okay?

Ciao.

[electric engines buzzing]

I thought I told you to keep
this stuff covered up.

Can I keep everything
around here?

Just do what he says.
Alright?

Alright.

What did police say?

I didn't call them. What
would they going to do?

Give me a band aid?

[knocking on door]

A telegram for
Miss Cath Vallone.

Yes, that's me.

Okay, sign here.

"Have information of "Cocoa'
Charlie and your father.

"Meet me at 11:20, West
Dixon at six P.M.

Take a chance."

Detective Peterson.

What time is it?

Ten thirty.

I have an appointment at 11.

To fix Peterson?

Yeah, I fix Peterson.

[engine starting]

Okay, Dee-Dee, loose
the left strap.

What about circulation?

That's it. Okay.

Where are you in
comparison...?

With your...

[camera clicks]

...competitors?

We're up on the news
stands now.

Subscriptions are gaining.

What about Charlie?

How's he doing?

Who's Charlie?

You asked me yesterday
if I knew a man named Charlie?

Don't know the man.

About your friend detective
Peterson.

Is he going to throw you
in jail?

I don't know him either.

I was raped by a man
named Peterson.

I met him here, remember?

I guess he followed me home.

Shannon, are you going
to concentrate on me or not?

Go get your clothes on.
We're through.

So are you.

He went crazy when
I told him about Peterson.

That's when I got boots.

By the way, your detective
Peterson is dead.

What?

Don't ask me. I don't know
how to work it out.

A simple police detective
completely blows our cover.

God knows how many other people
know about us.

Peterson buys the farm,
"Cocoa" Charlie is on the loose.

I don't know, Cath.

I think it's just the time
to close this story and go home.

I don't like it.

Do you think I do?

So it's over?
And done with.

It will be a while until we get
another shot at D'Apollito, too.

Well, I can't say I am sorry
for Peterson.

Who is going to get
another go out?

So I thought.

Got riddance.

Good Charlie, huh?

It was probably
Charlie who did it.

Look, Pritchard's going
to London tonight.

Tiger and I are going to meet
him with the Pan Am VIP lounge.

We're going to go over
everything up to now.

What are you going to do?

I don't know, I hadn't thought
about that.

Well, I have.

I want you to get out of town
until the things get cool off a while.

Here's an airline ticket and
some fun money. My compliments.

The agency thanks you, Cath.

We hardly got
to know each other.

Another time.

Goodbye.

Hello, Blake.

Oh, Nick.
Doing a deal yet?

Look, Blake, I know
we had our differences.

But I want to make a deal.

Yeah, for the detonators?

Not exactly.

No deal, Nick.

A guy named Fike has them.

Maybe Fike's the guy you should
be making the deal with.

Give me your word you'll cut me
some slacks when the time comes.

I see what I can do.

Let me tell you
something, Nick.

You bring me those detonators,
put it in my hand,

then we talk deal.

Until then you stay
out of my face.

Yeah.

Okay, Blake.

[phone ringing]

Speak to me.

What's that supposed to mean?

There was a delay.

Okay, okay, I am on my way.

[dialing]

Yes I need a number to Pan Am,
VIP room

at Cannon International
please.

[phone ringing]

Let me see the file
on "Cocoa" Charlie.

I got it right here.

I need to speak to Mr. Bremen
or Mr. Yang.

Are they there?

An oriental or a tall bald man.
Please hurry.

[indistinct chattering]

Excuse me.

What the hell is all about?

This is Bremen.

Peterson called.

Don't be ridiculous.
He's dead.

I am telling you, it was
Peterson.

I'd know his voice anywhere.

He was wondering why I wasn't
there and I'm going to meet him.

Listen, stay where you are.
we'll be there in 15 minutes.

You told me this was
a hazardous job.

He won't wait. I am leaving.

Cath--
You have the address.

I'll see you there.

That was Cath.

She said she just got a phone
call from Peterson.

Peterson's dead.

Yeah but she swears
it's his voice.

And she's going
to meet him now.

Get on it.

You know the address?

I still have the telegram.

Wait a minute, guys. I'll be
here for one more hour.

I have my brief phone,
so keep me in touch.

(Cath)
Hello.

Detective Peterson?

[radio interference noise]

I told Cath to stay put.

[tires screeching]

(Cath)
Peterson?

I had things to do.

Sure you had things to do.

Bullshit, that's what
you had to do.

You was seen on
Olive Street.

What are you
talking about?

Remember this.
Fike saw you there.

It wasn't me.
Fike made a mistake.

No mistakes. You was seen
talking to Blake.

I am telling you it wasn't me.

I sure as the hell it was you.
I've seen you.

Come on, he's lying.

I don't want to hear it.

You know me,

I wouldn't do anything
to jeopardize this operation.

Fike's making it all up.
He's trying to take over.

He wants my job.

[door squeaks open]

Oh, Cath.

Cath.

We are on our way
to D'Apollito's house.

Meet us there with back up.

(policeman on radio) No back up
available for approximately ten minutes.

Do what you can.

Do you want to wait
for back up?

What do you think?

I wait for no one.

Let's do it.

I always suspected Nick.

I knew fro the beginning
what he was up to.

Anyway, you did a good job.

Okay, kid. Let's see how fast
you can think.

I work for your papa.

I eliminate people.

Who am I?

What makes you think I'll fall
for that crap, Peterson?

Do you think I wouldn't
recognize you

without those phony disguises?

[laughing]

Charlie.

There it is.

(Man on radio)
Alert. Alert.

Car approaching fast.
Two men inside.

Mario, do what you can
to stall them off

until Fike and I
grab some weapons

to get the hell out of here.

Middle of the house. Alert.
Incoming attack.

They've got tunnels running
from here to the earth field

They're keeping a small plane
there. Meet me.

Open the trunk!

Get a couple of Uzi's and AK

and let's get
the hell out of here.

[yelling]

[screaming]

Get some ammo.

[moans]

[screams]

[gunshots]

[beeping sounds]

[plane taking off]

[rocket launcher shot]

[explosion sound]

That was for Cath.

Here it is.

[police radio speaking]

The camp is located
right here.

It's pretty remote.

We have one 01-41 standing by,

we have the permission from
that government to land.

From there you'll be
lifted into the mountains.

The last four miles
is on foot.

Any questions so far?

How much time do I have?

The C1-42 can set
in country 24 hours.

It doesn't give you much time,
does it.

Enough. Kill fast operation.

We want the camp destroyed.
But more important,

we must have those two
detonators back.

You are sure they are there?

Yes.

Then I will bring them back.

Another thing.

Even a hint that we're
involved in this operation

could cause an
international incident.

There will be casualties.

I am not interested in
politics, gentlemen.

Sorry, Tiger.

This operation wasn't part
of our original deal.

When do we leave?

Tomorrow morning. 04:30.

Good luck, Tiger.

My honor, my obligations.

Chief, I see moving
by eight clicks out.

Hey, men, look alive.

Got something coming
in on the scanners.

Get those nets out.
Get everything covered.

You got to expect it
when you're on the move.

[yelling]
Respect, sir!

[whispering]
There's the camp. Kill fast.

Get the detonators.

Sir!

Come on.

[groaning]

[radio static noise]

[beeping sounds]

What's the status?

We're picking up
activity out there.

Was eight clicks
out not two.

He's one of them,
kill the son of a bitch.

Yes, sir.

[gunshot]

He's finished.

If I were you
I'd stick with him.

Right.

(Man speaking on radio) Use code
red until that package is delivered.

Ten four.

[indistinct talking]

[explosion sound]

[machine guns firing]

(Tiger) If am not in 15
minutes, let it blow, understand?

[explosion sound]

[explosion sound]

[explosion sound]

[alarm sound]

[gun shots]

[explosion sound]

[screaming]

[explosion sounds]

[yelling]

Is this what are you looking
for?

Here she is.

[machine gun firing]

[yelling]

[explosion sounds]

[explosion sounds]

[yelling]

[explosion sounds]

[screaming]

[explosion sounds]

[screaming]

Here are the detonators.

Good job, Tiger.

The country is
proud of you.

Tiger...

...have you ever been
to South America?

South America?

[laughing]