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[V.6.]

Gentlemen, my name is Colonel
Robert Evans Jefferson, Jr.

I'm 46 years old.

Of that 46, 26 years I spent
in this man's United States Army.

The first 12 of them 26,
I spent training...

Training to kill you.

And do you know why that is?

No, sir!

Because at that time,
Russia was the sworn enemy

of the United States government.

But time brings about change.

And now it seems that we're
all getting along, so to speak.

That is why we are here

in this high security-level Russian facility
having ourselves a friendly chat.

Now, for those of you
that don't know where we are,

this is the Russian-American
Joint Military Operation Center.

RAMJO for short.

From here we can access
over 300 Russian and American

military satellites and operation centers.

From here we will have constant monitoring
of every aspect of this mission.

And the target location will be transmitted
directly to me so that we can effectively

capture this...

This 85-foot, 12-ton...

Python.

Now, I know you've all been
briefed on the mission,

so I'll cut straight to the chase.

The target's been located
about 300 klicks east of here

in a large cavern in the Ural Mountains.

Sergeant Ivan Petrov here and his men

will drive the creature
towards me and my boys.

We'll be waiting with two R-500 stun guns.

The creature will then
be subdued and prepped

for transportation back
to the United States.

Now, our good old Uncle Sam is gonna pay

the Russian government
a mighty pretty penny

for the safe retrieval

and transportation of this
creature back to America.

So, I want to make one thing
perfectly clear.

From where I'm standing, I
see two potential problems...

What is that, sir?

First of all, I'm an American officer
commanding, uh, Russian soldiers.

Is that a problem?

No, sir!
Outstanding.

The second is, I'm a black man...

And I know ain't no brothers
in all the Russian military, so...

It's too goddamn cold for one.

Is that a problem?

No, sir!

Outstanding.

I'll see you boys in the chopper.

All right. We're five
minutes from the drop zone.

Petrov, as soon as you
and your boys are ready,

I want you to drop down
straight through that eye

and drive that son of a bastard
right into me and my boys' laps.

Yes, sir.

All right.

Now, listen up.

Small arms fire only,

unless there's no other choice.

United States paid for a live snake,
not a hamburger.

- Am I clear?
- Yes, sir!

Outstanding.

I'm really beginning to like you boys.

Prepare for landing.

Roger that, Captain.

Okay!

This one's by the numbers.

All right, let's go, let's go, let's go!

Come on, let's go, let's go!

I got the target
about one-half klick inside.

You should be directly on top of it.

We're moving in now.

Petrov, what the hell are you shooting at?

Petrov!

What in the hell are you shooting at?

Located target, but we are under attack!

Petrov, what the hell are you doing?

I asked you to drive the
thing toward us, not blow it up.

I told you, Colonel, we are under attack.

I've got a man pinned down.

RAMJO, this is Alpha One
requesting immediate reinforcements.

Roger, Alpha One, we have
no authorization for backup.

No authorization? What the
hell are you talking about?

Sorry, Alpha One, our order
was to supply you

with one team and to spot the target.

What you mean to say is
that's all you was paid to do.

Our order was to supply with
one team... Alpha One out.

Cheap-ass CIA and their budget cuts.

They'd let all our asses perish
if it'd save them a buck or two.

What in the hell is going on, Sergeant?

This thing just got one of my men.

Now, you listen to me, Sergeant, your
government is being paid $50 million

to deliver a live a
snake, not a dead one.

If it's dead, the price
drops to five million.

Do you honestly want me to report back

that your actions here is costing
the Russian government $45 million?

I don't think so!

Now, that thing is 200 meters
ahead right behind that there rock.

I want you to get two
of your men behind it,

and have them open up
with a series of explosions

and small arms fire only.

And drive it straight back
to me and my boys

waiting to give her
500,000 amps of pure power.

Yes, sir.

You, sir, right here.

Detonate your charges, Sergeant.

They're too close!

Detonate your charges,
Sergeant! That's an order!

Fire!

Well, Sergeant, looks like you made
your government $50 million richer.

Russian soldiers get 300
rubles a month, Colonel.

Outstanding.

Alpha One, you can
send in the pick-up team.

I've got one big snake
ready for departure.

Attempting emergency restart
on engine number one.

All right, she's back on line.

This lightning has almost
fried every instrument we have.

Shit. Get these people on the horn.

Jesus!

Stand by to declare an emergency.

We're going to have to divert.

If we change course now, we're
gonna fly straight into the Chechen DMZ.

And if we stay steady, we're going
to fly right into the heart of this fucker.

Screw it.

Cargo, this is cockpit.
Do you copy, Doc?

Doc? Doc?

I copy.
Why are we turning?

What's your status? We cannot divert.

Cargo status?

Doc, I need answers now!

Doc? Doc?

Do you copy, Doc?
Damn it.

Oh, shit! We have SAMs inbound!

Three o'clock low. Oh, shit.

Mayday! Mayday!

This is Highway Man one-tag-six
declaring a state of emergency!

We are under attack!

- Mayday! Mayday!
- Mayday! Mayday!

Mayday! Mayday!

This is Highway Man
one-tag-six. We are under attack!

I think I got someone.

Forget it.

A report? Chechens, most definite.

Get on the radio to Air Command.

Get the latest on any missing planes.

Sir...

I think you need to see this, sir.

American.

Sir, over here.

Captain, call in a transport team now.

Here you go, Vlade.

They're staring at your ass again.

I know.

I hate that.

I know.

Remember the money.

I know.

Mr. Stoddard, it's a pleasure to see you
and your lovely wife again.

I'll bet it is.

You have all of my cargo?
I sure do.

I'll be right down.

Asshole.

Exquisite.

You've outdone yourself, Mr. Stoddard.

I'm impressed.

Did you have any trouble
with the authorities?

No. Let's just wrap this up, Aziz.

You know,

your wife looks exceptionally lovely today.

So, we're good?

What is this?

We agreed US dollars.

$10,000 US.
We had a deal, Aziz.

Perhaps you should register
a complaint, Mr. Stoddard.

With who, I do not know.

Pack it up! We're out of here.

The cargo will stay with me.

Take what I've offered you and leave, now.

Put this back in my crate
on your way out.

Hey, Stoddard!

I'll throw in a thousand
for a night with your wife.

US dollars.

No. Back off.

Back off. Hey, hey, hey. Easy, guys. Easy.

Aziz!

Mr. Larson.

I'm sorry, I hope I didn't break anything.

No problem.

How much does he owe you?

How much? He's been paid...

$10,000 US.

There you go.

What's this? It's a check.

Who are you?

You owe me $10,000.

I think I can arrange that.
I'm sure you can.

Yeah, let's go inside.

You should have said 20.

Aziz is a...
Well, he's a schemer,

but we sometimes have
to do business with him.

Thanks again. I mean, for the check.

Hey, it's the least I can do.

I didn't just give
you $10,000, all right.

I've sought you out. I have a
proposition for your company.

Okay, why us?

Well...

Emil!

Uh, why you? Well,
because I'm on a deadline,

and you're the only game in town.

Before I get into this, Nalia,
are you still a Russian citizen?

Yes. Why?

All right, listen up, guys.

A couple of days ago
we had an American plane

go down in eastern
Russia, a cargo plane.

Fortunately for us, some
of the locals investigated it.

It didn't take them long to determine
that the plane was American,

so they reported it to the authorities.

Were there any survivors?
No, I'm afraid not.

Fortunately, the cargo did survive.

They took it to a military
base near Volgodonsk,

and we need to go pick it up.

How big is your cargo?

Big enough that I need
your truck and your services.

So what does this have to do
with my Russian citizenship?

Merci.

Russian customs.

It's easier to get freight
in and out of Russia

if the shipping company isn't foreign.

$100,000 US.

Upon delivery of goods to Munich.

We'll take the cargo back
by air to the States.

I need an answer now. I got no time.

So this is the hard sell?

Yeah, real hard sell.
$100,000 of a real hard sell.

Sounds pretty good to me.

I think I'm gonna...
Ahem. Two hours.

Two hours.
Okay.

I'll be at the Ottoman. Do you
know where that is? Mmm-hmm.

Two hours. $100,000. Think about it.

What the hell was that?
Grab the baseball.

Nalia.

Have you ever seen anything like it?

Never.

We're getting contradictory
readings from it.

I'm hesitant about proceeding further

before we know what it is.

The kinetic sensors are tripping.

I'm detecting movement inside!

I do not want that opened yet.

The harm's been done, Doctor.

Let's have a look.

Go.

Fire!

Fire!

So, what's your problem? Don't
you think it sounds a little strange?

What?
Larson.

Showing up like that with a check.

I don't trust him.

All right, let's have it.

It doesn't make sense.

No one has luck like this,
especially us.

I just don't think his story sounds right.

Great, honey. You want me to
pass up on a $100,000 contract,

guaranteed by the US government,

because my wife doesn't
think it sounds right?

Who hands someone a check for $10,000?

Hey, the check was good.

Maybe he needs our services really bad.

That badly? At least he's American.

And all Americans are honest, right?

$100,000.

You know what we could do with that?

We could quit this shipping crap.

I could take you out of here.

I could take you to...
Where?

America?

What is the point of US dollars after
all if we can't use them in the US?

What happened...

What I did,

it's not something you just get over.

You know why.

Quit punishing yourself.

You're a good man.
That's why I love you.

You have to let the past go.

Nalia...

We have to do this for us.

Please.

All right.

I will do this with you.

But you have to promise me. Hmm?

Promise me we'll go to America.

A-ha-ha.

Okay.

Let's go home.
Hmm.

Hey, puppy.

Well...

I take it this means we're in business.

Yeah, I guess it does.

Nalia. That's my loader, Vlade.

Vlade, nice to meet you.

I brought a little
extra help for you, too.

How big did you say this cargo was?

It's big. I'll help you.

Matthew Coe. Hi.

Here's a map. I highlighted
the route on there.

If you follow us, there
shouldn't be any problems.

And cell phone.

Push send, it'll get me direct.

And finally, papers. Bills of lading.

You guys have your passports, right?

Yeah, we do.

Something the matter?

Those are some big boys.

They look more like bodyguards.

Yeah, we, uh, genetically enhance
our employees to increase productivity.

I'm kidding.

Uh, Greg, I need some
information on the cargo sizes.

Greg.

How you doing? Dwight Stoddard.

We know who you are. I love baseball.

I saw you playing in New York.

What a career. Now you're here.

Let's get rollin'.

Dwight?

Hey, is everything all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

I think you're right about these jokers.

Well, we had no problems with customs.

Are you still feeling
confident with all this?

I don't know.

I kind of like to check out
the team before I sign up.

But $100,000.

Maybe they're not so bad.

Here we go.

The data's coming through now.

The compound is low security.

We should be able to move in

and secure the base without any problems.

Get my cargo.

They won't be expecting us.

There's two entry points
to the sub-levels.

We'll take care of both of them.

If anything goes wrong, we'll
use them as a fallback area.

We won't need a fallback area.

Yeah.
Hopefully.

Hopefully.

We're here.

Now what? Well, where is everyone?

Turn on your phone, please?

Morning.

So, what is the problem?

Nobody seems to be at the gate.

All right. We're going to go
inside and check things out.

You wait in the truck,
all right? Let's go!

Follow us inside.

How long till we get to work?

I'll let you know.

Anybody else starting to
get a bad feeling about this?

Are they really sneaking
onto a Russian military base?

Just keep telling yourself...

$100,000.

It's not a corporate kind of package.

All right, ladies,
secure the entry points.

Find my cargo.

Anything out of the
ordinary, you report it.

What the fuck is this?

Nothing that is going
to affect your job, Stoddard.

Who are you people?
Don't fuck with me, Larson.

You tell me what's going on,

or I'll wheel my truck
out of here faster than...

Is there any problem?

Stoddard, this cargo is
extremely important to us.

So don't fuck with me, all right?

So, what? Are you going to invade Russia?

We're getting what's ours
and we're leaving.

Prep your damn truck.

All right. Let's split
up. You two this way.

Keruptkot, follow me.

Crawley, status?

Nothing. Nothing at all.

There is no one here.
The place is deserted.

What?

- I'm getting the same, Larson.
- This place is cleared out.

Continue sweeping the area.

Crawley, move to the south entrance.

Everybody, stay sharp.

All right, copy that.

I don't know what
the hell they're doing.

I can't see anything from here.

Well, I got to take a piss. But
Larson said we should stay here.

I got to go, Nalia.

Hey, don't let Larson
get to you that way.

Let's just finish this job
and get out of here.

Okay?

Crawley, report.

The place looks deserted.

Moderate damage to the complex.

There has been fighting here.

No KIAs.

Copy that. Hold your position.

Oh, no.

Hey, hey, hey. I just got to take a leak.

Do it and then get back with the truck.

We're not ready for your help yet.

No.

Finish your sweep.

Make contact when
you've found the entrance.

Copy.

Larson.

Larson, let's go.

Larson?

Let's go.

Dwight. What are you doing?

I lost my temper. With the truck?

You moron.

I'm sorry I got you into this.

It will be okay.

The adventures you take me on.

It's like being married
to a gypsy.

You got to see this.

The bunker's a primary entrance.

Clive, what's your position?
Finishing our sweep.

Meet us at the main bunker.

Shit.

We found the secondary entry point.

It looks like an old
missile bunker. Copy.

Stand by. He said, "Stand by."

What the hell happened here?

I don't know.

Definitely a missile room.

Fuel down here.

I found the access.

Copy that.
Head for the main bunker.

Maybe Chechens could have done this.

Let's get back to the truck.

Whoa!

I got a dead guy.

McEwen, quit playing around and move.

Vlade!
Where you going?

Come in! Check on the civilians.

Vlade, get the fuck out of there!

What the hell was that? I don't
give a shit, we're out of here!

Nalia, get back to the truck.

Damn it, Stoddard, I told
you to wait at the truck!

Can't you follow simple instructions?

I said I will call you.

See you later, Larson.
Vlade.

You stupid son of a bitch. Shit.

Boyer, we just lost McEwen.

get back here on the double.

I don't copy, say again.

Nalia, are you okay?
Yeah.

What the hell happened?
I don't know.

Did you see what did this?

No. You didn't see anything?

No.

What the hell happened to my truck?

Yeah, this is Larson.
Our friend is out of the bag.

This mission's a scrub.

- Come and get us.
- Negative.

Find capsule and retrieve
the sample for DNA...

Did you hear me say
the fucking snake is out?

The DNA is now your mission priority.

Larson, the clock is ticking.

- You're free to go.
- Free to go?

Go where? How?

Away from here. I don't care how.

That's not my problem.

Here you go. Paid in full.

We were supposed to pick up
a military weapon, weren't we?

We can't get in there.

Secondary entrance is now closed for good.

Larson.

Go ahead.

That's a negative on the
second entrance. Copy that.

Your man's dead.

Copy that.

Did you see it? Problem, Coe?

No.

They want us to get the DNA.

Meet me at the primary entrance.

What are we supposed to do?

Get the hell out of here.

We can't stay here.

All right, look. I'm sorry I
got you into this situation.

But I'm telling you right now,

if you tag along, I'm
not responsible for you.

There he is. You lose.

I don't fucking believe it.

He's more resilient than
you gave him credit for.

He quit the major leagues,
I figure he'd quit here.

He almost killed a guy.

Maybe he had his reasons for leaving.

- What did he do?
- He hit a guy in his head

with a 100 miles-per-hour
fastball.

On purpose?

That's the unanswered question.

- Ready?
- Let's do it.

It looks like somebody
had a nice little fire fight.

Yeah, no shit.

The access hatch to the
lower levels is on the far side.

Let's keep moving.

What was that...
Shh.

Not a word.

Follow me.

Where is it?

I don't know. Where is what?

What?
Shh.

Hold your fire!
Oh, shit!

Shit!

Hello, bitch.

Let's go!
Let's go!

What was that?

What the fuck was that?
That was your cargo.

You guys aren't afraid
of snakes, are you?

We're heading out! We've
got to get out of here!

Fuck!

Let's go, let's go!

Ammo!

Oh, shit!

Come on, Nalia.

Vlade, no!

Come on!
Come on!

Ahhh!

No! Vlade!

Go, go, go, go.

I can't see.

I can't see. Let me see your eyes.

Let me see your eyes.

The blindness will wear off.

Come on.

It'll wear off. No lasting damage.

No lasting damage? What about Vlade?

Was that no lasting damage?

Well, now what?

There's another entry point.

Worse from here. Blown to shit.

It's still on fire.

Once it goes out, we can go through.

Yeah, once the fire goes out.

What about the cell phone?
Can't you call someone?

It looks like Russians
tried to set up barricade.

Yeah...

To keep him in or out?

Maybe there's people
still alive down there.

Hey...

Here. A bullet is chambered.

Thanks.

What's wrong?

Anybody read Russian?

Fucking perfect.

It's too blurry.

Save your eyes.

We'll make an educated guess.

You really did your
homework, didn't you, Larson?

This way.

Check out the next room.

I'll be in here for a while.

Ah, it hurts.

She'll be all right.
Give it an hour or two.

I found these blueprints
in the storage room.

Any way out? Ventilation duct.

Too small.
Forget it.

I'll be right back.

What the fuck is that?

The cargo.

Are you ever gonna give
me a straight fucking answer?

I'm CIA.

From now on,

you can call me Special Agent Larson.

You got in? Great!
I got in.

I'm about the only living person
that's seen this thing in action.

This is how your cargo
was being transported.

Sir, there...

There are warning signs
all over this thing.

I... I don't think
this is such a good idea.

You've got my permission.
Open it up.

We had a plane go down
just like this back in the States.

A little town called Ruby.

This isn't a racing circuit,
Cooper.

I was a cop there at the time.

Got all sucked up in
this thing just like you have.

The, uh, specimen, a fucking
snake, survived the crash

and started feeding on the locals.

She's a military experiment,

a genetic freak.

Acid-spitting, intelligent,
and damn near bulletproof.

A perfect weapon.

Company sent in some agents to
neutralize her, but they got killed too.

She almost got me.

But I got lucky.

We killed her, and believe
me, that's not easy to do.

Since I was a cop,
the government drafted me

into the Agency to keep a lid on things.

Now, I'm pretty much the only
authority on the matter.

Now I'm gonna gather us a bio-sample,
and get us the hell out of here.

Let someone else finish this job.

How will someone else finish it?

I can only guess.

So now you know the whole, ugly truth.

Now, tell me something,
did you really try and kill Phillips?

I mean, everybody knew you had
a hard-on for each other,

but was keeping a win that important to you?

Was keeping your career
that important to you?

If so, maybe you and I have
more in common than you think.

Where is Larson?

He found what's left of his cargo.

Larson, go. The failsafe
has been activated.

What? I got the DNA.
Give me some time down here.

Your ETA is now two hours
and 26 minutes. Good luck.

We need to check out the escape route.

It's gotta be down the other
passageway near the intersection.

We're gonna find a way out of here.

You wait here, let's go. Come on.

Looks like the Russian missile silos.

Maybe we should play dead.

Play dead, we'll be dead.

They activated the failsafe. Shit.

What the...
It's a way out.

Whoa! The fire's still going strong.

We'll have to extinguish it.

Crawley, come in.

I'm here.

I need the other C-4.

We're going to blow through these flames.

What about our civilians?

Have them stay there. We'll
come back for them. Let's go.

Stay with her.

This is going to take a while.

You need a bath. I know.

Do you remember the first
time we had a bath together?

Your father kicked in the door.

He thought you were trying
to have your way with me.

I was.

What are you thinking of?

Vlade.

I'm sorry I didn't listen to you.

Shh...

Dwight?
Shh.

I'm right here. Don't you leave me.

No, I'm just gonna go to the door.

I'm just gonna go to the door. It's okay.

Dwight?

Dwight?

What is it?

What is it?

Are you all right?

Dwight, what's wrong?

Who are you?

And why are you here?

Did you bring this hell to my base?

No, no, please.

How did you get in here?

How did you get in here?

Dwight!

Nalia, are you all right?

You son of a bitch.

Goddamn it, Nalia.

Stay down!

I told you not to leave me.

Sorry.

Get up!

Who the hell are you?

I am Colonel Zubov,

the commanding officer of this base.

What happened here?

Use your eyes, American.

The snakes you bastards
dropped on my country did this.

We didn't drop shit.

What does he mean "snakes"?

Crawley, hang on to that C-4!
I need that C-4!

Fuck!

Son of a bitch.

Crawley's dead,

there's another snake out there.

We know. You know?

Great.

Okay, our way is blocked out by fire.

We need C-4 to blast through the flames.

We need the C-4 from the van.

How are we going to get up there?

Ventilation ducts.

Who the hell's he?

Zubov. He's the commanding
officer of this base.

What did you say?

Ventilation ducts.

They are too small.
Nobody can fit in there.

She can.

Forget it.
No way!

It's our only chance, Stoddard.

No.

If she doesn't, we're all dead.

Listen to me,

the government's gonna deny
any of this happened, all right?

They're sending in planes.
We're living on borrowed time.

She stays here.

Okay.
Okay, fine.

Let's stop wasting time arguing about this.

We'll all be dead in two hours.

Anybody know any good church hymns?

You know any good church hymns?

I'll go.

I'm not letting you do this.

You can't even see.

I don't think I have a choice.

How are you doing?

I hate you.

Clear on what you're doing?

Be careful.

Oh, God!

Larson, go.

The project has been moved to black.

What? Black project? Why is it black?

Satellite indicates
the Soviets are advancing.

The project is now black.

Who else is down there with you?

I have civilians down here, why?

We've received reports from hard-line
transmissions coming from your area.

Nobody's using an inside line.

Who's making calls down here?

What about the Russian? Shit.

The world will know
of this. I've told them.

Well, that was a stupid
fucking thing to do.

Larson!

You're going to start murdering now, too?

Piece of shit.

Fuck.

You piece of shit.

It's black.

No evidence, no witnesses.

They're coming.

How much time have we got?

Hour...

Maybe less.

Wires run to end of the tunnel.
Still no sign of snakes.

Copy. Stand by.

It's all up to your wife now.

Nalia!

It's coming.

Keruptkot. Standing...
Standing by.

We are on our way.
Copy that.

Stoddard, did you try
to hit that batter? What?

Come on, tell me the truth? Did you?

I choked, man. It was an accident.

Just in case, if you don't know,

he's okay. He can walk again.

I thought you should know.

Entering Russian airspace.

No contacts, proceeding on course.

Don't leave me!

Don't leave me!

Dwight! Dwight!

Come on.

Come on!

Throw up the C-4!

No!

No!

No!

Go!

Four minutes to Square Base.

This is Larson. The game
is not over. Reset the clock.

Repeat... Fuck!

This is Larson, reset the
clock. The game is not over.

Repeat, reset... Fuck!

This is Larson... Don't
you fucking hang up on me!

What happened?

Are we ready?

Yeah.
Finish your job.

Two minutes. All right,
baby, let's move it on in.

Descending now to 2,000 feet.

Thanks for waiting, asshole.

Oh, good, you're here.

Will you hand me that C-4?

Thanks.

No! No!

Why?

Why?

Black project, no evidence.

That was my job. You bastard.

I'm sorry.
Truly, I am...

Sorry.

No!

Put that down!
No!

Put it down!
No!

Put it down or you're
going to blow us up!

Put the fucking gun down! Put
it down. Tell her to put it down!

Put it down, we'll all get
out of here alive! I promise!

Put that down.
Hey, don't push that button.

Don't push that fucking button.

All right, all right,
all right, all right.

Okay? We're friends, right? All right.

We're all going to get out of
here okay. Put that down, okay.

Don't push that button. You're
not going to make it, Larson.

No!

- Go, go, go.
- Please.

Call! Nalia, call!

Nalia, call!

Come on. Come on!

Are you all right? Yeah! Come on!

Bombs away.

Come on!
The other snake is coming!

All right. You win, baby.

Win what?

We're going home.

[V.6.]