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What's our ETA, Mike?

About two minutes sooner than the last time you asked me.

Humor me.

We'll be over San Barrios in 47 minutes.

Well, that's doesn't leave us much time.

I just hope we get Jack away from Butarra before the rebels take over.

We'll get him out, Saint John. - We'd better.

Anything? - Nothing so far, General Butarra.

Then you have not tried hard enough!

But the rebels are... - The rebels are traitors!

They're less than two kilometers from here. Your life is in danger.

Now, you listen to me. I must have that information.

Jack.

What have you done with the money?

Where is it?

Are you sure he said nothing?

You want that I should ask him again?

The rebel troops are closing in. Butarra has arrived at the stadium.

That must be where they're holding Paley.

We'd better get in and out fast,

before this banana patch comes under new management.

What's the situation, Locke?

I'm reading bodies inside the west section of the stadium complex.

Looks like most of them have already pulled out.

Well, what's the game plan?

Give us five minutes to get in, then keep the rebels pinned down

until we can get Jack out.

Meet you at the drop point. - Will do. Good luck.

How long has Jack been on the inside?

Long enough to be in deep trouble, if we don't get him out.

You guys go back a long way, huh? - A long way.

The money will do you no good.

You will never live to see it.

I hope whoever you sent it to knows it took your life

to make them a wealthy man.

I trusted you. You made a fool of me!

Lousy diamonds made of glass.

I should make you eat them, one by one.

Look, General, we have no time to play games with this Paley. We must leave.

Not yet!

Very nice. Very nice.

Your daughter? Your sister maybe?

Perhaps she is the one.

Perhaps she can shed some light on the subject for us.

You bastards. You leave her alone.

Thank you. You have told me all I need to know.

No!

The rebels have air support.

From where?

Your treachery has caused me a great deal of inconvenience.

We are running out of time.

I'm not waiting for one lousy gringo.

We're going in, Locke. - Heads up, boys.

I'll hold their attention.

Damn! Direct hit.

Avionics bay. - Jason, are you all right?

I am, but I'm not so sure about the lady.

The blast shook loose all the weaponry control.

I'm gonna have to pull back.

You have killed him. You fool!

Leave that garbage.

Cover me. - You got it.

Jack!

Oh, God, Jack.

Locke, can you get that chopper?

Negative. All systems are still down.

We're coming to the pick up point.

We were too late.

Butarra can't have gotten far. Not without that money.

Yeah. He's not the kind of guy that floats a loan too easily.

I've cross-checked every name connected with Butarra against the central banking system.

And? - And nothing.

At least he was there long enough to infiltrate the regime.

He discovered Butarra skimmed three hundred million dollars of US Aid.

Our tax dollars hard at work.

Mike? Wanna give me a hand here?

Sure. Why not?

What's up? - He's still taking it pretty hard, isn't he?

Yeah. He's been trying to trace Butarra and the money

day and night since we got back.

Any chance Jack was holding out on the Company?

No. - What the hell is that supposed to mean?

Come on, Saint John. She's only trying to eliminate the possibilities.

Nobody said Jack did anything wrong.

But that kind of money could make anybody think twice.

Jack was not a thief. Butarra killed him before he could tell anybody.

And before we start tearing him down, maybe we ought to do a little more legwork.

Which is exactly what we're going to do.

That's why we're going back to San Barrios.

Paley's assignment was to get the money out of the country

so Butarra couldn't get his hands on it.

It's got to be long gone by now.

Yeah. But maybe the clues to where it is are still there.

It's all we've got.

You up to it? - No, you guys can handle that.

I'm gonna run up the coast and visit Jack's family.

I think I'll go and do a little fishing with a friend of ours.

Well, I wouldn't mind coming along, Jason.

It'll give me a chance to brush up on my Spanish.

Are you sure you'll be okay, Dad?

I'm a big boy, Renee. I've been alone on the island before.

I know. It's just that... Are you sure you're ready to see these guys?

It could stir up a lot of pain.

And happy memories too.

As you get older, you realize life's a mixture of both.

Who am I trying to kid? You're the one holding me together.

I just miss him. I miss him so much.

I know. I know. - I miss him so much.

You never get used to the sense of loss.

I still miss your mom.

Bye, Dad.

My bones are telling me we're in for a nasty storm tonight.

I'll have the fire roaring when you get back.

Are you kidding? That's my job.

Yes, Mother.

Haven't we got anything on this Butarra? Can't have dropped off the face of the earth.

We'd be better off if he had.

So, what are we gonna look for in San Barrios?

I don't know.

We've got one factor on our side.

Butarra's no longer there. He left in a hurry.

You don't really believe that Jack could have ripped off the treasury for himself?

That's the 300 million dollar question, isn't it?

I love this part of the world. - Jack did too.

Did he talk about it much? - All the time.

This is great. You mind if I take the wheel?

Oh, sure. Just head for that point straight up there.

Okay. Got it.

Can I help you? - Yes, señor.

We think you can.

Jack used to talk about you all the time too.

Really? What did he say?

Oh, how pretty you are. How smart you are. Big brother stuff.

How he used to run a full security check on anybody that asked you out.

Yeah, that's Jack.

Always looking out for you, whether you want him to or not.

That's what big brothers are for.

How's your father?

Oh, he's amazing.

When I heard the news,

I came straight home, expecting him to be in little pieces.

But he was strong.

He was really strong.

I don't know how he does it.

How about you? - I'm okay.

It's never easy.

Here, I've got something for you.

That's Jack's.

He always did like butterflies.

There's something I need to know.

The government men who called...

about...

about Jack's death.

All they would say...

was that he had died...

in the line of duty,

serving his country.

Jack was on a classified mission, Renee.

I need to know.

Did he suffer?

No. No, not at all.

Asesino.

They really hated this guy.

Let's get started.

Wait a minute.

Nobody leaves in that big a hurry.

What are you saying, they're fakes?

Believe me, a woman knows these things.

One hundred percent...

glass.

So where are the real ones?

A woman doesn't know everything about diamonds.

Boy, do I love the great outdoors.

Renee, you do have cable, or satellite dish, or something, right?

Are you kidding? We don't even have a phone.

Oh, boy. - You'll have to excuse Mike.

His idea of roughing it is mixing his own martinis.

Well, why make life any rougher than it already is?

You do have someone who does that, right?

Carry that, will ya?

Dad's really been looking forward to meeting you guys.

Dad!

I don't understand.

Do come in.

Make yourselves at home.

So, no one wants to talk?

It's a shame.

It would make the evening pass so much more quickly.

An interesting conversation piece, no?

Who would like to begin?

Renee?

Very pretty.

Innocent.

Perhaps genuinely so.

Perhaps not.

How about you, old man?

You chose a poor time to pay a visit.

If we'd known you'd be here, we'd have made other arrangements.

Definitely. You see, I didn't get a chance to pack a thing.

How about you, Saint John? - Not a thing.

Where did you get this? - I gave it to her.

You.

Against the wall.

Company intelligence reported that they found Butarra's chopper

located abandoned by the Oregon coast.

He went north.

Maybe this means something.

Washington State?

Think there's a connection?

Let's find out.

Here it comes.

Paley.

Jack Paley's father.

How long before we reach Sand Piper Island?

Four hours, minimum, and that's going at top speed.

You will tell me now.

You came here for the diamonds.

Where are they? - What diamonds?

I don't know what you're talking about, Butarra.

Then I have no more use for you.

I am impressed.

Had I men of your mettle in my command,

perhaps I would not have been forced into exile.

You couldn't command a street sweeping detail, Butarra.

The bullets in this clip

are hand-loads.

Specially made for me.

Hollow points.

They hit any part of the body, and death is immediate.

Very messy.

Are your nerves as good as your friend's?

Of course, such a death is too quick.

The prey dies of shock, not pain.

These rounds, on the other hand,

contain simple, low-grain steel jackets.

A man may take 12-15 rounds and still remain conscious.

You're a monster.

Big talk from a little man.

Your son, Jack, shared the same habit.

You...

You murdered Jack!

Lay off him, Butarra.

Then tell me where the diamonds are!

Attention Last Resort. Attention Last Resort.

Leave her alone, Butarra. I know where your diamonds are.

Where are they? Tell me now or the girl dies.

They're not in here. They're hidden outside.

Tell me where.

Let the others go, and I'll take you to them.

Hey, wait a minute! You're not going anywhere.

Shut up.

Jack was working with us.

We came back to pick up the diamonds.

You're scum.

You're lying.

Let's go. - I will go with him.

No. No.

Valdez, you go with him.

What if he's lying?

If you return empty handed, I will kill his friends one by one.

With the exception of the girl. She will live a little longer.

You'll get your diamonds.

Move.

Oh, it's pretty bad.

The whole west coast is locked into a major storm.

It looks like our guys are right in the middle of it.

Try raising the coast guard again.

This weather is playing havoc with the communications.

I'll try a relay through New Orleans.

Think about it, Valdez.

You and I can take the diamonds and disappear.

That's 300 million dollars, split two ways.

Think about it.

I've thought about it.

In my plan, your name never came up.

Keep moving.

Where is it?

He said it was 10 paces due east from the base of this tree.

One, two, three...

At least let my daughter go.

Don't waste your breath, old man.

Don't be foolish.

So, what's your cut out of this, Colenso?

The boss going to split with you 50-50?

You talk too much.

Valdez should have been back by now.

I wouldn't count on them coming back at all.

Saint John's too smart, and your friend Valdez is too dumb.

They're probably half-way to the mainland by now, divvying up the diamonds.

God, I hate when this happens, but you know,

I've got a feeling you guys have been suckered.

Maybe he's right.

Valdez will be back. He cannot hide from me.

He has seen first hand how I deal with those who betray me.

Three hundred million bucks, Butarra. That's a lot of cash.

Come on. I mean, be serious.

You think your friend, Valdez, hasn't figured out by now

that as soon as he brings the diamonds back, you're going to kill him?

Yeah. Same thing goes for you, Colenso.

I figure...

If I was to take a wild guess, I'd say that you've cashed your last pay check.

Still no luck.

Keep trying.

Mayday. Mayday. Last Resort to Coast Guard. Come in Coast Guard.

Come in, Coast Guard. This is Last Resort. Do you read?

Last Resort. We've been trying to reach you.

We need help out here, fast.

This is an emergency. Do you read?

This is the Coast Guard.

We have a priority message from an Airwolf. I'll patch you through.

Saint John? Can you hear me?

Yes. Listen to me.

Butarra is on the island.

He's got Mike and the Paleys held hostage.

Can you get through to us? - How long, Jo?

Even if we get through this, it's going to take some time to get there.

Just get here.

Hold on, Saint John. We'll make it.

I don't like the look of this, Jason.

The stress factors are reading at the top of the scale.

The main rotor's taken quite a beating.

The rear quadrant's about to go on a detour of its own.

She'll hang together.

Even if we could get around this mess, it would take too much time.

We've got no choice. We've just got to make it, that's all.

No matter how big a machine we build, we're still at the mercy of Mother Nature.

Right. But we can still give her a run for her money.

Hey, Saint John tells me the fishing around here is great.

There's a couple of barracudas I'd like to catch.

There's nowhere to run to now, is there, Butarra?

No country, no passport, no money.

You'll be lucky if you can find a used rat hole to hide in.

But then I wouldn't count on that. You'd ruin the neighborhood.

Let me take a piece out of this loudmouth pig.

Figure it out, you guys.

You're all alone.

Nobody move.

Dad!

Stay still, everybody.

Dad? Are you okay?

Yeah. I'm okay.

Colenso, take a lamp. Go find Valdez.

What's the matter, Colenso? Are you afraid of the dark?

I'll be back for you, gringo.

Go. Find him!

I'll be waiting.

Let's hope we're not too late. - Don't even think it.

There's a landing spot 20 degrees west of here.

Locking in.

At least the storm should cover our landing.

That's not all it's doing.

Looks like they've had a power failure of some kind.

We should be able to approach the lodge without being seen.

It's just on the other side of the trees.

We can't be sure of what's gone down out there.

Let's be ready for anything.

It's just you and me now, Butarra.

Just you and me.

And me!

Show yourselves or the girl dies!

You'll never get off the island, Butarra.

I cut the boat adrift. You're a dead man.

And I will have you all for company!

Sorry we're late.

Better late than never.

Now, that's the real thing.

And we owe it all to Jack.

He was a brave man.

Yeah. With all that's happened around here,

you guys are going to have a lot to deal with.

We could miss one or two of these.

Thanks, but I don't think that would be right.

Jack gave his life trying to do the right thing.

I think we better get going soon.

Where's Saint John?

I think he's going to stay around here for a while.

There's a good spot off Bowen Island.

When Jack had something on his mind, we used to go up there and talk for hours.

Sometimes, we'd forget to fish. - Yeah. Jack used to love to talk.

About you, about Renee, about this place.

He always planned on bringing me up here.

I guess in a way he did. - He loved it here.

Jack was going to take over in a few years.

He told me. So what are you going to do now?

Fish. Try to forget.

Try to remember the good times.

Did Jack ever tell you about the time we tricked a weekend pass

out of our Sergeant Old Blood and Guts Goodwill?

No. He never did.

It's a long story.

Good.