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I wish I didn't know about.
But that part of my life is over with.
All that matters to me now is Jenny.
Let's go. Out.
Stay put.
- What are you doing?
- Helping you get her back.
- Look through the drawers.
- All right.
It's Cooke.
Mess up the bed.
Remember, you had a good time with Sully.
Open the door.
All right.
- Where's Sully?
- In the shower.
- Who are you?
- Room service.
Open the door.
Move back over there.
Hey, Sully!
You scared, motherfucker?
You should be.
This Green Beret's
gonna kick your big ass.
I eat Green Berets for breakfast.
And right now I'm really hungry.
I can't believe this macho bullshit.
Fuck you, asshole.
Fuck you, asshole.
These guys eat too much red meat.
Where is she?
Let's go.
This must be Cooke's car.
Let's search it.
I think I found something.
- Look at this.
- What is this?
- Coastal is a fuel depot that supplies planes.
- To whom? The airlines?
- Usually smaller, private aircraft.
- Are you sure?
I'm getting my pilot's license.
This is where my instructor gets his fuel.
There are a lot of warehouses
down the street.
Arius must be keeping
a plane down there.
Let's go. We'll take Cooke's car.
He won't be needing it.
This is it.
Patria Enterprises.
I think this is where
I was this afternoon.
- You go this way and wait for my signal.
- Okay.
- Cindy. Come on.
- Yeah?
I've seen all the equipment they've got,
but there's no airplane.
- What about your daughter?
- Arius and Bennett aren't here.
- She's wherever they are.
- Okay.
Look at this.
These coordinates are
somewhere near Santa Barbara.
There's something going on at this island
off the coast north of here.
- This must be where they've taken Jenny.
- Look.
Here's a photo
of an amphibian airplane.
Maybe they use it to fly out there.
Yeah, let's look at that invoice.
All right.
Type four fuel is amphibian.
250 gallons is what it would take...
to fly this plane
to the island and back.
But it isn't here.
I've seen everything they've got.
It was refueled at Pump Station 32,
Pacific Pier.
That's San Pedro.
- How long does it take to fly?
- About two hours.
- Are we going to the plane?
- Not yet.
- Where are we going?
- Shopping.
Come on. Come on.
- What's that?
- Rocket launcher. Go!
Don't even think about it!
TX-94. TX-94.
- Stick him in the truck.
- Come on. Come on.
If you call General Franklin Kirby
he will explain everything to you.
Kirby, huh? Yeah, I think we ran him in last week.
- Hey! Hooker.
- Not bad.
What do you think she's doing?
- I think she's got something for us.
- I bet she does.
- Shit!
- What the hell was that?
- God!
- Jesus Christ!
- Whoa!
- Where did you learn how to do that?
- I read the instructions.
What time you expect Matrix
to arrive in Val Verde?
Just over two hours.
Do you think he's going to
give us any problems?
He'll do exactly as he's told...
as long as he thinks
he'll get his daughter back.
- It's all clear.
- Good.
Did anybody ever tell you
you have a lot ofhostility?
Come on. Let's move.
I hope I can fly this plane.
Oh, shit.
- Oh, no.
- What's wrong?
This isn't a plane.
This is a canoe with wings!
Well, then get in and start paddling.
Start the engine. Hurry up!
Okay. Okay. Okay.
- Oh, my God! This plane is older than I am!
- Come on!
Look! There's no L.E.D. Readout!
I've only trained on a Cessna!
- Hurry up!
- I'm trying!
Come on, you piece of shit! Fly or die!
Works every time.
All right, here we go.
- Watch out for the boat!
- Oh! We're not gonna make it!
Yes, we are.
We did it.
We did it. Wow.
- Well done.
- Thank you.
- Matrix?
- Call the Federal building.
Have them monitor every police,
aviation and marine channel.
- What are you

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