out.
All we'll need is some tanks,
a few rocket launchers...
...and a set of balls
like the King of Bayonne.
All you need are these.
I'll meet you at his place.
Do I look like I've got gas?
Gentlemen.
What's going on?
It will be contained in 24 hours.
Not good enough.
We have problems. They're solvable.
We must cancel the shipment.
Not an option.
What do we do with ten tons of assault
weaponry that's not supposed to exist?
I am the eyes and ears of your world.
There's too much heat.
You don't get it.
The money has changed hands.
These are not the kind of people
you cancel on.
Get those guns out of the country tonight
or you're dead.
Now...
...how will you contain the situation?
Kruger has to show up at Cyrez.
I'll be waiting.
Why would he risk it?
The disk is the only thing
that'll clear him and the woman.
This better work.
The disk. The girl. The guns.
By dawn, they don't exist. Clear?
Yeah.
Crystal.
The House Armed Services Committee
announced that in two weeks...
...it will begin official hearings
into the Cyrez scandal.
It's crawling with reporters.
We've got to keep a lid on this mess.
By tomorrow you'll be chuckling
about this in your kiss-ass country club.
Who's running this camera?
I am.
This is James Haggerty, head of security.
Good.
We'll keep everything nice and low-profile.
Ever do any wetwork?
On three different continents.
To impress me, Slick, do your fucking job.
How many people do you have?
Twelve experienced professionals.
They'll do whatever it takes.
Plus 20 more on the security force,
who'll follow orders.
Fine.
Make sure my man
has your full cooperation.
We've got every possible point-of-entry
under surveillance...
...from the rooftop to the sewers.
He's a ghost.
If he wants in, he'll get in.
Where's he got to go to run this disk?
The central vault.
No other terminal can access it.
If he wants to read the disk,
there's only one way in.
Outstanding, gentlemen.
All we do is sit back and wait
for Mr. Kruger to come to us.
Where are you going?
Take it easy. I've got a delivery
for Blevens, 14th floor.
We can't accept
any unauthorized deliveries.
"We can't accept any deliveries."
I'm just messing with you, man.
Call Blevens to authorize it.
Pepperoni and cheese.
Maybe you don't understand.
This is a high-security facility.
You don't understand.
This is a Papa Genoche's pizza.
If he doesn't get it while it's still hot,
he gets two free out of my pocket!
- I'm trying to save for a computer.
- Search him.
Get your hands off me!
Listen...
...I got a bad heart and a good lawyer.
Shut up.
He's clean.
Cheese and pepperoni.
Pal, hit the road.
I said, go!
What's going on?
Pizza delivery guy is having a seizure.
Who ordered a pizza?
This is all we need. Get him
to the infirmary and call an ambulance.
- How're we doing?
- We'll be on the road in an hour.
They need to be rolling
or I need to know why.
Yes, sir.
Come on! Let's move it!
They've been expecting you.
Infirmary is straight through
the loading dock.
Is the patient stable?
I'm not sure. Hurry.
Thank you.
He looks stable. Give him some oxygen.
He's fibrillating! Code Blue!
No, it's okay!
Gel.
Clear!
This way. They're waiting for you.
Here we go again. Clear!
Increase the voltage.
Let's do it one more time.
Let's not.
You, over there, against the wall.
On the floor.
Face the wall.
On the floor.
My God! Terrorists!
You want terror?
You want some freaking terror?
I'll jump-start your ass!
Tape them up.
Face the wall!
Keep the room secure.
Can you handle that?
Get out of here!
Let's go.
We have a problem.
What is it?
- He's running the disk.
- Shit!
Lmpossible.
Any activity at Station 1?
All clear.
My ass! He's in.
He just didn't use the door.
Get your men down there, now! Go!
- What are you doing?
- No, I know this.
We change it every week.
Screw that. Get out of the way.
Check it.
Somebody