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What's she doing?
When two tribes go to war
a point is all that
you can score
Let's go to war
Let's go to war
When two tribes go to war
a point is all that
you can score
Working on the black gas
All right.
Move those cars.
This is the C.I.A.
- You've got no juice here, man.
- Yeah, well, this is
government juice, pachuco.
Show me your badges.
We don't know nothing
about no stinking badges.
We're not playing games
here, greaseball.
Neither are we, amigo.
Jesus.
You son of a bitch.
Remember the Alamo?
Manolo,
you are making mistake.
Those men are on our side.
Our side. Their side.
I don't know
about that shit,
but I got a friend
who's in trouble,
and I'm on his side.
Whose side are you on?

He's by the sculpture garden
near the statues.
He thinks
he's in love with you.
Be straight with him.
Hi.
Jonathan.
You are okay?
I know you're upset,
but now I can explain
everything.
Upset?
You think I'm upset?
You drag me to East Berlin.
A lady gets shot in my arms.
I'm getting chased by people
who kill people.
My parents think I'm a junkie.
And you're hanging out
with the C.I.A.
Why should I be upset?
Jonathan,
you do not understand.
No shit.
Let me explain.
Good idea.
Why don't you tell me
what's goin' on?
I tell you I was a courier.
That's a lie.
I am operative.
A agent.
For the C.I.A.?
I'm very impressed.
That's a good job.
I did not mean for you
to carry that film.
That's lie number two.
Don't let there be a third.
No, I only wanted
to use you for a cover.
Why? Because I look stupid?
No, be... Innocent.
You look so innocent.
Goddamn it,
I'm telling you the truth.
You don't know what truth is.
Jonathan, I didn't want
to use you.
Wait a second.
What... What just happened
to your accent? Huh?
Who the fuck are you?
Is there
anything about you
that isn't phony?
What's your name?
What's your real name?
Cheryl.
Cheryl. Cheryl what?
Brewster.
Cheryl Brewster.
From Prague?
Pittsburgh.
Pittsburgh.
Cheryl Brewster.
The spy from Pittsburgh.
That's good.
Oh, Jonathan.
I didn't even know
what was on the film
until we got to East Berlin.
Bullshit.
They never used me
for anything so important.
They told me somebody
was following me and...
and I would never make it
across the border.
They told me I had to use you.
I didn't have a choice.
Everybody has a choice.
I thought we had something
really good goin',
I really thought
you cared about me.
I did.
I do.
Shit!
In here.
Where are we going?
They're on my turf now.
- What are you doing?
- Tranquilizer gun.
Come on.
There's a phone
at the bottom of the hill.
Go call your friends.
Gotcha.
Aah!
Gotcha.
I'm at the bottom of the steps
near the Student Union.
So nice to see you again.
Come on. Let's wait
for your boyfriend.
Did you call 'em?
Jonathan, don't!
Put the gun down
or I shoot the girl.
- "Put it down.!"
- ""
Where's the film?
- Thanks.
- Gotcha.
Take it easy.
I got it.

Thank you.
The agency
owes you one.
Great.
I'll let you know when I need
my apartment redecorated.
Hey.
Can I talk to you?
What for?
This job's over.
You can go on
to the next one.
Is that the way
you think I feel?
I don't know how you feel.
All I know is I trusted you,
and you set me up.
I'm sorry.
Yeah.
No, I really am.
There's nothing
to be sorry about.
I learned a lot from you.
I should be grateful.
Grateful?
I don't want you
to be grateful.
What do you want?
Right now?
Yeah.
You.
You don't want me.
I'm not your type.
Not a "weer-gin."
Not a little boy anymore.
I know.

Your eyes
Pierce my heart
Let's play spies
Hi.
In the dark
Hi. How's your sweater?
Get lost, you creep.
"Get lost, you creep"?
Gotcha
Gotcha where I want ya
Ow!
It's too late
to turn back now
Gotcha, and you
getcha, getcha, got me
Gotcha
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