a salesman, for Christ's sake. If I'm wrong about him, the last thing you'll see... will be your blood spraying across his face. It's a Soviet MIRV-6 from an SS-22 air launch vehicle. The warhead contains 14.5 kilograms of enriched uranium... and a plutonium trigger. The nominal yield is 30 kilotons. What can I say? I'm a spy. You bastard! You lying son of a bitch! - Sorry, honey. - Don't you call me honey! You don't ever get to call me honey again! You understand me, you pig? And I can verify that they have the arming box... and all the equipment necessary... to detonate all four warheads. You have killed our women and our children... bombed our cities from afar like cowards... and you dare to call "us" terrorists? Now the oppressed have been given a mighty sword... with which to strike back at their enemies. Unless you, America... pulls all military forces out of the Persian Gulf area... immediately and forever... the Crimson Jihad will rain fire... on one major U.S. city each week... until our demands are met. First, we will detonate one weapon on this uninhabited island... as a demonstration of our power... and Crimson Jihad's willingness to be humanitarian. However, if these demands are not met... Crimson Jihad will rain fire... on one major American city each week... Battery. Get another one, you moron. I think I have one in the truck. - What? - Look at this. - That's not mine. - Nice transmitter. Miami Tower, Jet Star 6479 Delta on final. - We'll be on the ground in 12 minutes. - All right. Tell those D.E.A. boys to have the helos... hot and ready to fly in 12 minutes. Signal's definitely stopped moving. It's an island in the Keys. - We lost the signal. - Shit! All right, everyone. This is Samir. For 50 points, see if you can guess his specialty. Oral hygiene? - Not exactly. - What's going on? Samir's just gonna ask Harry a few questions. We're not even sure which agency Harry works for. Now, Samir's absolutely first-class. On the other hand we have Harry, who's managed to lie convincingly... to the woman he loves for 15 years. So it'll be interesting to see how long he can resist. This will help. You know, you should swab that with alcohol. I might get an infection. I'll return when this has taken effect. Then we'll talk. I'm looking forward to it. Now, why are you helping these raving psychotics? Because they're very well-funded raving psychotics... and I'm getting a lot of money. What, you think I care about their cause? Or yours? Not at all. You're damaged goods, lady. Did you tell her about us? There is no "us", you psychopathic bitch. Oh, sure. You say that now. Thanks for everything. It wasn't bad while it lasted. Let's go. You two stay here. There was nothing. I swear. What did they give you? Sodium Amytal, or some other truth agent. It makes you tell the truth? Is it working? Ask me a question that I normally would lie to. - Are we gonna die? - Yep. I'd say it's working. They're gonna shoot us in the head, or they're gonna torture us to death... or they're gonna leave us here and let the bomb... How long have you been a spy? Seventeen years. Have you ever killed anyone? Yeah, but they were all bad. Is there anything you want to tell me before we start? Yeah. I'm going to kill you pretty soon. I see. How, exactly? First, I'm going to use you as a human shield. Then I'm going to kill this guard over there... with the Patterson trocar on the table. And then I was thinking about breaking your neck. And what makes you think you can do all that? You know my handcuffs? I picked them. Let's get out of here. Come on! Drop the gun! Honey, next time, duck. - Let's go. - I married Rambo. What are they doing? It is done. In 90 minutes, a pillar of holy fire... will light up the skies... to show to the world... that we speak the truth. We are set on our course. ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Жестокий романс на английском - текст Терминатор 2: Судный день на английском - текст Святой Ральф на английском - текст Кавказский пленник на английском - текст Братья Блюз 2000 на английском |