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Oh yeah.

No.

No, no!

Oh, no.

- Hey, honey,
how's the barn coming?

Just about done.

Just finishing the roof.

Huh.

Hey, careful.

Okay, what's wrong?

Nothin'.

Hello?

Yeah, sure, I'll tell him.

Right.

That was Top.

Your schedule's been moved up

and he wants you over there ASAP.

So I guess we can forget

about that weekend
getaway we planned, huh?

Come on, Lorrie. This is business.

Don't start on me.

- Oh, I'm sorry for
being so disappointed.

You see, I just like
spending time with you.

It makes me happy.

But it's okay.

If you want to go off

and fight someone else's war, hey,

I'm really tired of it.

And you think I'm not?

Yeah. Yeah.

That's exactly what I think.

We both know why you do this.

You are running away.

You are running away from
dealing with your daughter,

you're running away from marrying me,

you're running away from everything.

Lorrie.

- Ben Cutter, you're not
the only one who can leave,

you know that?

Except you never have to worry

about me coming back in a body bag.

You son of a bitch.

You look tired.

Not as tired as you, Top.

Not bad.

Just don't start thinking
you're invincible.

Come on.

Mercenaries die when they get cocky.

Mercenaries die, period.

That's what they're born to do.

Hell of a downside, isn't it?

- Well, the trick is not
to play the game too long.

You'll never quit.

Life doesn't get any better
than this and you know it.

Hardball, this is Colonel Dermott Roarke

of Her Majesty's Royal
Marine Demolitions Squad.

He'll be in command

of the United Nations interdiction team

during Operation Shamrock.

- Hardball. Heard a lot
of good things about you.

Thank you.

- It'll be a pleasure
having you under my command.

Let's get one thing straight, Colonel.

I'm an independent
contractor for the NSC.

I get suggestions, not orders.

That means we're not subject
to or under your command.

Is that clear?

Perfectly.

But if my men or
mission are in jeopardy,

either you do what I say
or get out of my way.

Am I clear?

Gentlemen, please.

This is a joint op.

Once Hardball clears the
LZ of hostile forces,

Colonel Roarke takes over.

Now remember, the UN team
will be unarmed as usual.

Colonel Roarke's men are
prohibited from engaging the enemy.

We want a clean take down.

We don't want an international incident.

Understood?

- Everything should
work according to plan

unless you get neutralized.

You do your job, I'll do mine.

Hang onto this for me, will you?

Why?

You're coming back.

What about my second?

Axeman or Crazy horse?

What about Cobra?

Cobra's dead.

Not quite.

Cobra! Hey, Cobra, over here.

Dead and out, Cobra.

That's BS, man. Top called me off.

Cry to your mama, boy.

If you're on my course, you're
a full-time target, mister.

Yeah, Top? What's up?

Oh, Ben Cutter.

How you doing?

Is this a joke?

There's only one Cobra, and he isn't it.

- That was my dad's handle.
Now it's mine.

Give him a chance, Cutter.

No way.

He's the best I got.

- Well, then you're a bigger
horse's ass than he is.

- Come on, Ben. You've
got to give me a chance.

- You haven't earned the
right to call me Ben.

When we're here, I'm Hardball.

And you're getting on my nerves, got it?

All right, I'm sorry. I forgot it.

Sorry doesn't cut it, kid.

First rule: Never break your ID code.

- Look, you and my dad
were partners for 15 years.

All he ever talked about
was how you were the best.

I think he'd want us to
hook up and raise some hell.

- And I'd think he'd want you
to go home and raise babies.

Look, kid, your old man was my friend,

and he died in some half-baked
country nobody ever heard of

because some first-timer
like you screwed up.

I'll bet you my mission pay

I'm just as good as you are.

You and me right now on
this course one on one.

Hardly worked up a sweat.

Oh, man.

Looks like you made a bad impression.

What are you talking about?

Hey, Top.

You're right. I'll take him.

Watch your back.

But if you need me, I'll be there.

Move!

- I believe that's the
last one, Mr. Hardball.

Must be your lucky day.

You're still alive.

Yeah.

Lucky enough to save your ass.

Alpha Two, this is Hardball.

LZ secure.

Copy, Hardball.

Holy smokes, it's like Christmas.

Where do you think this stuff was going?

Terrorists, street gangs, drug lords.

Highest bidder get the hardware.

That's the way it works.

- So we're kind of like
the good guys here.

Looks that way.

All right.

- You got 20 minutes to
load it up and clear the LZ.

What?

Those guys aren't UN.

Who gives a shit?

We get paid anyway. Come on.

It doesn't add up.

- I refer you to my last
statement. Let's go.

Come on.

- I'm tired of walking
away from things, kid.

It makes it too damn easy.

Who are you, Roarke?

The LZ's secure.

Your mission is over.

Shamrock is a classified UN operation.

The hell it is.

I want to know what's going on.

I don't like being lied to.

Makes me feel like I can't trust people.

Like maybe somebody'll
stick a knife in my back

if I turn around.

Don't worry, Hardball.

Not today.

In fact, my Irish friends
are indebted to you two

for delivering $20 million
worth of highly illegal weaponry

to us in such good condition.

Now run along before you get run over.

Let's go, Hardball.

They got more guns than us.

- Open those crates
and check the weapons.

Move it.

- Some presents for the
rest of the lads, eh?

Right there.

Can you fly one of these things?

- Before I got kicked out
of the Air Force Academy,

I crashed two of them, why?

What do you want to do?

Retire.

Let me ask you something.

Everybody down!

Yeah?

He's busy, Roarke.

I said he's busy.

All right. It's your head.

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.

And welcome to our little
annual congregation

of the Million Dollars Club.

Governor, a very special
welcome to you, sir.

This is your first year.

And Senator and Mrs. Wainright,
just read it in the papers,

two billion, congratulations.

St. Brendan's Children's
Hospital is especially thankful

for your generosity.

Thank you.

Now if you'll excuse me for a moment,

champagne is being served.

Thank you.

Yes, what is it?

You're wasting my time, Dermott.

I don't pay you to
tell me your problems.

I pay you to solve them.

Just get rid of him.

No more interruptions.

Ah, Congressman.

You two really got brass balls.

You jam it into my best customer,

you break it off, and then
you drop by for a paycheck.

- Well, I don't like it when
a so-called friend of mine

lies through his goddamn smile

as he's shaking my hand either.

- You didn't tell us we
were ripping off hot US arms

to give over to some IRA gunrunners.

That's how it goes sometimes.

You two are damn lucky
you used noms de guerre

because Roarke wants your real names.

And your asses.

You didn't tell him?

- Didn't your old man
teach you anything?

The fraternity of fighting
men has a code of honor.

Which is why I collect first.

Then you two get paid.

No matter if you win or lose.

100,000 each.

I gotta tell you, Cutter,
after this fiasco,

nobody'll ever touch you again.

Well, that's how it goes sometimes.

You crazy bastard.

I guess this is it.

You take care of yourself.

- Hey, listen, why don't
we get together sometime?

My dad said you were building
this really cool ranch.

Yeah, sure.

I'll give you a call sometime.

- Only a fool tries to
gain advantage by chance.

Remember that.

That's enough for today. Thank you.

So, Dermott, how did it go?

It's not exactly good news.

I'll be the judge of that.

Just tell me.

It's Top Drummond.

He won't cooperate.

- This is not about
cooperation, Dermott.

This is about get-backs.

The weapons in that complex
were worth $20 million.

20 million that won't make
its way to our Irish brothers.

My reputation for guaranteed
delivery is severely damaged.

You took a blood oath.

Never fail the cause.

You know the rules.

Get-backs are in blood, theirs or yours.

Now bring Drummond here.

He'll listen to me.

Look, I figured some things out.

I'm gonna quit the business for good.

And I'm gonna go and see Mary Kate.

I'm really happy for you, Ben.

It's never too late.

Is there anything else?

'Cause I've got some work to do.

No. I guess not.

Oh, yeah.

Lorrie.

Will you be my wife?

You son of a bitch.

You wait all these years
to finally propose to me

and then how do you do it?

When I'm covered in mud
and I'm so mad at you!

Yes.

Yes.

This what you're looking for?

You nearly scared me to death.

What can I do for you?

What in the name of God do you want?

I'm looking for Mary Kate.

- Don't tell me you're
feeling guilty now.

Ben Cutter, it's been 20 years.

I know.

You don't know.

You don't know what
it was like for them.

For Donna.

You didn't have to sit and watch
her drink herself to death.

Well, I did.

I'm sorry.

- Yeah, well, that won't
bring her back, will it?

Mary Kate's had a hard enough time

without you waltzing back into her life

and stirring up the past.

She wants to forget you, Ben Cutter.

You're nothing but a bad
taste and a bad memory.

You just leave her be.

You're right.

I never meant to hurt her.

I really didn't.

I just want to know that she's okay.

Just tell her that,

tell her that her old man thinks
about her every single day.

Okay?

Ben. Ben.

Who the hell are you?

Name's Ben Cutter.

I'm looking for Mary Kate Neely.

Sorry, Sparky.

You've hit the wrong crash pad. Bye.

I don't think so.

Mary Kate does not live here.

How many times do I tell you?

Listen to me. Hey!

What's your problem, huh? Hey!

Maybe a picture might help.

You're not getting my stash!

No way!

You're not getting my stash!

Get your hands off him, asshole.

Mary Kate.

It's okay.

It's me, Ben Cutter.

I'm not Mary Kate, okay?

And you're invited to
get the hell out of here.

Now!

I'm not here for your stash.

I'm here to see Mary Kate.

I'm her father.

Look, I just want to talk to her.

- Yeah, well, she
don't like talking, okay?

Especially to you.

So there's the door. Use it.

Help me, please.

Help yourself.

Thank you.

Henry.

Glad you could make it.

Tell me, Henry, have I
offended you in some way

or have I slighted you inadvertently
or otherwise upset you?

- Look, Dylan, you're
one of my best customers.

Ah.

Then why is it that you
don't seem to empathize

with the magnitude of my loss?

Dylan, I'm sorry about what happened.

Sorry?

Sorry, Henry?

They burned $20 million,
not to mention my good name,

and you're sorry?

Well, then show me how sorry you are.

I want their names and I want
a map to their front doors.

You know my policy.

Guaranteed anonymity.

You want them, you try the phone book.

Fine. Fine.

Mr. Roarke, would you take
care of Mr. Drummond, please?

You know, Henry, you live
by an ancient code of honor,

which I admire.

Are you prepared to die for it?

Dylan.

Ben Cutter, Vince Dean.

I don't know where they live.

Liar.

- I keep their last will
and testaments in my safe.

That's it.

You want them, you can
have them for a price.

That's some code you've got, Henry.

Very flexible.

Thank you.

Yeah, come on.

Yeah.

- Yeah!
- Woo!

Wahoo!

Come over here!

Come on.

- All right,
gents, fasten your seat belts.

She's the answer to all your dreams.

She's hot, she's sassy,
and she's ready for you.

Hang on.

Here's the fabulous MK.

Yeah, MK!

Come on!

Whoo!

- Come on!
- Come on!

Yeah!

Mk, MK, Mk, Mk!

Yeah! Yeah!

MK, Mk!

- Come on, MK!
- Go, go!

Take it off!

Let's hear it for the fabulous MK.

And now, direct from
New Orleans, Louisiana,

the luscious, lip-licking, Lola LaFee.

- Sounds like you've got 'em
all hot and bothered for me.

Don't remind me.

Hey, it's how you make your tips.

Just two more sets to go.

I can cover for you if you like.

Thanks, but I can't afford it.

God, I don't know how you do it, Jill.

It's the money, honey.

It makes it all better in the end.

I don't know about everything,

but it helps for a start.

Why don't you talk to Danzig?

Sometimes a girl needs a little extra

and he makes an arrangement.

You know?

I don't think I want to go there.

- It's not like you have
to screw them, honey.

Find yourself a good gig
and you get paid for dinner.

$2,000.

Thank you.

Not a bad week.

You made $2,000 in one week

just going out to
dinner with these guys?

Sure, she did.

The world's full of old
geezers with too much money.

They just want to sit
there and look at you,

think about what they would
have done 40 years ago.

Huh, Jill?

Time to dance.

Jungle Jill.

Look, you can do what you want,

but Jill told me that you
got some money problems.

It's your grandmother, right?

She owes some money on a house.

Bet you grew up there.

Be a shame to lose it.

You think about it, kiddo.

But if you play your cards
right, you can buy her a mansion.

What the hell do you want?

- I'm here to see my
daughter, Mary Kate Neely.

Well, well.

Finally.

The great Ben Cutter.

You let me know if you want me

to kick his ass out of here.

Gee, Dad, sorry I'm not, like,

bawling my eyes out with
joy over seeing you again.

I guess I'm just a little pissed off

over you missing my last birthday.

Or was it my last 20 birthdays?

I don't want to miss anymore.

Look, I know I have a lot to answer for.

I just want to take you out of here.

You're better than this.

Is that right?

Well, I've got a flash for you.

You have absolutely no right

to say a single word to me

about who I am and what I do.

All you are to me is some loser

who sent me a check once a year.

Mary Kate.

- Woo!
- Yeah!

Look, Mary Kate...
- I don't want to hear it.

- I was just a kid that
didn't know any better.

I loved you and your mother.

Please let me help you.

You want to help me?

Fine.

Crawl back into one of
your precious foxholes

and leave me alone.

Whoa.

Travel, asshole.

Before I buy you a one-way
ticket and ram it up your ass.

There's one thing you need to learn.

Oh, yeah? What's that?

Don't piss me off.

I'll send you an invoice.

Cute kid.

We'll run it through the network.

Should take about 15
minutes to track her down.

If I were you, I wouldn't go there

without a mouthful of Hail
Marys and a Kevlar vest.

Cigar?

Vintage Cubans.

From Castro's personal supplier.

Sure, why not?

Screw the Irish, you bastard.

Smile when you say that.

You might last five,

maybe six hours with
a gunshot like that.

Hope you don't get tired
of saying those Hail Marys.

Having trouble?

No.

I swear this damn truck's possessed.

- You know, maybe I could go
and talk to her woman to woman.

Thanks, but I think she would

just think I was trying
to avoid her again.

Hmm.

Are you?

No.

Look, I'll go back again this afternoon

before she gets off work.

Sounds like a good idea.

Wow. My dad was right.

This place is great.

Hey, I'm Vince Dean.

I was with Colonel
Cutter on his last blast.

Hi, I'm Lorrie.

And call him Ben.

He's not a soldier anymore.

I don't think I'd better.

He might hit me.

What do you want?

I said I'd call.

I was kind of hoping

for a little lunch invite or something.

Another time, Vince.

I've got business in town.

Not if you're driving that.

Your linkage is shot.

No, it's not. I fixed it.

I'm afraid not.

Afraid so.

Define fixed.

I'll have to borrow Lorrie's car.

- Sorry, honey. I need
the car to go into town.

Sarah down at the college
needs help with the server.

It crashed. She's desperate.

Looks like it's you and me, Ben.

Cutter. Got it?

Come on.

Wow.

Come on, come on.

Let's go. This'll be fun.

Make yourself useful. Get lost.

It's quite the place.

- I think I'll pop
into the ladies' room.

Jill?

Good afternoon.

Welcome.

Would you like some champagne?

Um, sure.

Why not? Thanks.

So.

- You're not as old
as I thought you'd be.

Um, thank you, I suppose.

- Jill said we were having
lunch with some other people.

Yes, Sheik Amin Al Sayeed from Qatar

and the Japanese ambassador.

We'll be picnicking in the garden,

if that suits you, of course.

Um, it sounds good.

Excuse me, sir.

But your party's being
held up at the airport.

We have a chopper on the way,

but it'll take at least 40 minutes.

Hmm, how disappointing.

Our little garden
party is being spoiled.

If you can't spare the extra time,

I'll have Jamie drive you
home whenever you want.

- Jamie.
- Yes, sir?

Would you stay on standby?

- Um, well, actually, I've
already taken the rest

of the afternoon off,
so I don't mind waiting.

That's wonderful.

Thank you, Jamie.

Well,

would you like a tour?

Sure.

Great.

Oh, my God.

I'll be damned if Santy Claus
didn't come early this year.

- Gee, Ben, maybe I should
have taken your advice

and gone into banking.

Don't you think?

Very funny.

And don't call me Ben.

- You know how to play
Simon Says, big guy?

Shut up.

Oh.

Simon says look up.

I said shut up.

Simon says look down.

Simon says look out behind me.

You think I would fall for that?

I wouldn't look behind
me for a million bucks.

You're not listening.

I said look out behind me.

Come on, big guy.

Come on, big guy, huh?

This will soon all be over.

Say good night, Alice.

She's not here. Let's go.

To be fully appreciated,

beauty should stand on its own.

This Chin-tzu egg, for example.

Or you.

You know, I paid a lot
of money for that egg.

Over $1 million.

But I'm sure that
you're worth much more.

- This is a very interesting
piece of jewelry.

Well, it's not jewelry,

but it is a priceless treasure.

It's worth more than anything
in this house combined.

Would you dance for me?

Um,.

Maybe when Jill comes back.

Where is she?

Would you dance for me?

- Hey, this isn't part of the
deal, okay?

Take your hands off me.

But deals are made to be broken.

Just ask your father.

No. What are you talking about?

Take your hands off me.

- After tonight, your
father's going to want me

much more than I want him.

Come on, resist.

Resistance is like
sugar on strawberries,

it makes every bite
just a little tastier.

No!

Give it to me.

- You stay away from
me or I will smash it.

Mary Kate, you'll regret it.

I don't think so.

Give it to me.

Give me that egg.

No!

Jamie!

Jamie, get her.

Get her!

She's gone.

I lost her in the woods.

The bitch.

Mary Kate?

Mary Kate?

Anybody home?

Mary Kate?

Holy crap.

- Is that...
- No.

That's her roommate.

Her old man's on the floor over there.

Let's get out of here.

Oh, it's you.

Wow, that's heavy.

She does hate you.

Come on.

Let's get out of here, Grandma.

It's getting too crowded.

You can't run forever.

Watch me.

I can't do that until I know

what the hell's going on around here.

What are you talking about?

- Look, you don't have
to like me, Mary Kate.

I don't mind.

But you need my help.

And I can't give it to you

until I know what kind
of trouble you're in.

- Since when does a lifetime
of neglect entitle you

to be my guardian angel?

- Since I found two dead
bodies in your apartment.

Oh, bullshit.

No, no, no. He's telling it straight.

I mean, you should have seen it.

Man, it was somebody took a
food blender to these people.

It was disgusting.

You know, there's blood
all over the place.

I tell you, I'm off hamburgers
for the rest of my life.

- Look, does your roommate
know where you went?

Oh, God, I told her.

Oh, my God.

Why? Why?

Stop it. Stop it, Mary Kate.

Come on.

Somebody should have told
those guys about seat belts.

My God, Mary Kate.

Sweetheart, you've been hit.

- What?
- Let me see.

It's just a scratch.

Don't worry, Grandma. It's nothing.

We're out of here.

13 Central. 500.

Watch it, Jimmy.

Looks like they didn't make it.

Oh, my God. What happened?

That's what I want to know.

What's going on, Mary Kate?

Who the hell's gunning for you?

- Ben, just leave her alone,
okay? I'm Lorrie, okay?

We're gonna go upstairs
and clean you up. Come on.

Oh, man. My God.

She's beautiful.

You sure she's your daughter?

Don't even think about going there.

Why?

Why wouldn't you want her
with a nice guy like me?

I mean, she could do a lot worse.

I don't want her with a guy like you

because you'll end up like me.

Which means she's gonna
have to suffer a long time

before the payoff.

If there is one.

Thank you.

Good morning.

Morning.

Would you like some pancakes?

Sure.

Yeah. How are you feeling?

Okay.

I'm Vince Dean, by the way.

The guy that saved your butt yesterday.

You had help.

Well, I was coming to that.

See, Ben and I are so close
that we're like the same guy.

We're like one unit.

I mean, when I say me, I really mean us.

Right, Ben?

I need to talk to Mary Kate.

Go get a cup of coffee.

I try to stay away from caffeine.

It makes me hyper.

I like tea. Tea is good.

It's full of flavonoids.

I'll go get a cup right now.

Look, Mary Kate,

I need to know why these
guys are after you.

I can't help unless I know the problem.

- How the hell should I
know what the problem is?

I wasn't gonna do anything.

I was there to have lunch.

That's it.

Then the guy tries to rape
me to get back at you.

He said that when he
was through with me,

you would want him even
more than he wanted you.

Who said that?

I don't know.

You know, I don't know.

But I was so mad and
I wanted to get even,

so I took something of his.

What did you take?

What do you care?

I mean, why don't you
just leave me alone?

You're good at that.

Let her be, Ben.

She's not part of your army.

I didn't start this, Lorrie.

You still need a war, don't you?

Even if it ends up on our front porch.

He tried to hurt my daughter.

So call the cops.

This.

This is what I took.

Looks like a flash memory card.

I can't get in without the password.

Can you make a copy?

Yeah, sure.

What's the plan?

I'm gonna go see Top.

He was the only man on earth

that knew Mary Kate was my daughter.

I'll see if his guys can crack the code.

You stay here and keep an
eye on things while I'm gone.

That's a good plan.

It's a good plan.

Oh, Jesus, Top.

What took you so long?

Who did this?

Dylan McBride.

Hang on.

He set up the UN scam.

He knows about you and your daughter.

Oh, God.

- This is
everything I got on him.

Be careful.

You don't know what you're getting into.

He's big.

He's very big.

You can't take him out alone.

I'm sorry.

Top!

Where's McBride?

Up yours.

Hope that's not a good cigar.

You have to decide who
you're more afraid of,

your boss or me.

Think fast.

Upstairs.

In the living room.

That's quite an entrance.

You have to be the elusive Ben Cutter.

I'm Dylan McBride.

- The man that tried
to rape my daughter.

- Just a trick to get
you here and it worked.

I think you miscalculated.

I don't think so.

Thank you.

So you want to play, Mr. Cutter?

Have I got a playroom for you.

You might have worried
that I'd report the theft

of my belongings to the police.

I will admit I was concerned.

Had anyone broken the password,

our enterprise could have
been severely compromised.

The illicit arms business
is highly cash-intensive.

Millions in and out of
numbered accounts hourly.

But not without the access
codes to those accounts.

I'm a respected businessman

with myriad legitimate enterprises.

One of which provides
law enforcement agencies

with special-user munitions.

We test them here to study
the bone and tissue damage.

This, for example,

low velocity, hardly a sound.

The joint buster.

Takes out the entire hip joint.

Escapees don't run very far
with only one hip joint.

Law enforcement is into such
macho names, don't you think?

Am I supposed to be impressed?

Oh, no.

No, not until you've seen
this little something

we call the Devastator.

The ultimate in stopping power.

At least in cadaver tests.

It would be interesting
to see the effects

on living human tissue.

If I were you,

I'd be more concerned about
my little golden gizmo.

Oh, really?

Why is that?

How much would a copy be worth?

Well, that depends, of course,

on whether or not we can
locate its whereabouts.

Hi, Ben?

No, I'm sorry.

You have the wrong number.

Thank you.

Lorrie.

Where the hell is he?

He'll be okay. I know he will.

He always is, right?

Yeah.

Can I ask you something?

Yeah, sure.

Does it feel like this every time?

Yup.

Then why do you stay?

'Cause there's only one like him.

Any news?

What were you doing out there?

Oh, just stuff, you know.

I was checking the perimeter.

Planning a few surprises.

Do you really think he'll be okay?

Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.

Cutter is, he's too
stubborn to die. You know?

What?

Can I ask you something?

Sure. What, how I got in such a mess?

No.

What kind of boyfriend you got?

You know, rock star? Lawyer?

None of the above. Why?

I don't know.

I just, yes, I do.

Excellent job, my friend.

Cargo and groceries.

Brightly wrapped package.

Indeed.

Thank you.

Colonel Roarke and I are
going on a little outing.

A ranch about 10 miles
east on Tyler Road.

I intend to finish what I started

with your darling daughter in your bed.

That pretty brunette lady as well.

Only she won't be making the trip back.

You bastard.

Jamie.

Make sure he's still
alive when I get back.

I want him to watch.

It's just you and me.

Get out of here.

Go.

You don't get it, do you?

I can have all the fun I want.

And this,
this is going to be really fun.

What do you say I show
you just a little?

Huh?

Why don't I start,

oh, yeah,
why don't I start with your eye?

Oh, no.

Why don't I just cut your throat?

Oh.

What about your man parts?

This is not good.

He should be back by now.

What was that?

- One of the surprises
I rigged last night.

Didn't sound like a rabbit, did it?

You better get inside.

Go back inside. Come on.

- What?
- Let's go.

This is insane.

I am calling the police.

No, Lorrie, it's too late for that.

It's our fight now.

Come one, you guys get down
to the basement and lie low

until I start yelling.

We can't leave you alone.

- Cutter will kill me if
anything happens to you.

You take this and you go.

Go on.

Vince?

Vince!

I'm going up.

I'm coming, too.

No, you stay here.

Here, take this.

Cover my back.

Vince?

Can't outflank a cobra, boys.

He just slithers away.

What the hell are you doing?

Where's Mary Kate?

Vince!

Where's Mary Kate?

She left yesterday.

Nice try.

Roarke, find her.

Now you're going to show me

where you copied my computer files.

How in the hell?

Oh, damn it.

Cutter, this hurts like a bitch.

- Well, if you play with
fire, you're gonna get burned.

- I can see the
advantages of banking now.

Where's Mary Kate and Lorrie?

I know they got Lorrie,

but I think Mary Kate got away.

Here. Sit tight.

Cover me.

Is this the only copy?

Okay, come on.

Cutter took off into the woods.

There's only the kid there now.

You take care of him.

The rest of you come with me.

Let's go.

God, I'm good.

Come on.

This is a bad time.

She's in the barn.

- This whole family is getting
to be a pain in the ass.

Come on.

If he wants to play cat and mouse,

let's see who gets caught in the trap.

Give me your gun.

Here.

Smoke this place up now.

Don't move.

Oh, God, it's you.

You're standing on a Bouncing Betty.

Just don't move.

As soon as you shift your weight,

this thing'll pop up about
three feet and then blow.

We don't want that, do we?

Okay. You're clear.

Step off slowly.

- Oh, God.
I thought, I thought you were-

Not quite.

Cutter!

Cutter!

Come and get her, my friend.

Must be awfully hard
to breathe in there.

Welcome back.

No, no. Lose the guns.

All of them.

It's all over.

Move outside.

McBride wants to deal with you himself.

You really are Daddy's little girl.

Cutter!

Let her go, McBride.

Unless you want to see

your right-hand man
get his head blown off.

You wouldn't do that.

What would be your protection?

You'll find out in about five seconds.

Don't.

Roarke's been with me for 20 years.

He knows all my secrets.

Well, then your choice is easy.

You're right.

You're right.

Get him! Go!

God, I'm gonna bleed to death

before this is over.

Lorrie.

Cutter!

Cutter!

There's someone here
who wants to say hello.

Daddy, help me!

Daddy!

Help me!

That's better.

Now I can see you really care
for your little Mary Kate.

I'll do anything.

Just let her go.

You can start by dropping the gun.

No. You're gonna kill us all anyway.

It's your choice.

Fast and quick or slow and messy.

So drop the goddamn gun.

- Just don't do it here
in front of my daughter.

She doesn't deserve to see it.

Deal.

I lied.

- You'd better kill me with
the first shot, McBride.

You don't want to piss me off.

Good-bye, Cutter.

Don't move.

You just stepped on a Bouncing Betty.

Make one move and we'll be
splattered all over the place.

Can you disarm this?

Yeah.

So do it.

No. Let her go first.

Wait, Cutter.

You said you'd disarm
it if I let her go.

I lied.

Cutter. Cutter, stop.

Burn in hell, McBride.

Cutter!

Thanks, Daddy.

No problem, baby.

Cutter, don't leave me!

- You see me saving your ass
back in those woods again?

Lucky shot.

Yeah, well, this is starting

to be a bit of a habit here, isn't it?

- Cutter, I'll
give you anything you want.

What about McBride?

Let's let him sweat.

Come on.

- You know, I think
this was my last fight.

How about you?

- I think you already
know the answer to that.

- I'm really sorry
for everything, Daddy.

I can stay around if you want.

Help you patch things up.

- Well, looks like
somebody called the police.

How about you?

Oh, yeah.

I think I'm gonna take Ben's
advice and go with banking.

How 'bout you?

Now this is gonna be fun.

What's going on?

Cutter!

Get out of the way.

I'm coming!

- I'm gonna have to build the
whole damn thing over again.