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(Cowley) Sir Derek Forbes.

(Cowley) Businessman. Politician.

Deceased.

He took a hypo in the thigh,

here.

Two grains of pure poison.

Yes, murder...

(Cowley) and a murder proudly
claimed by the Myer-Helmut Group.

(Cowley) Franz Myer. lnge Helmut.
Hans Russheim. Tony Kristo.

(Cowley) There are others, of course.
But these are the leaders.

These are the most dangerous.

The Myer-Helmut Group.

Anarchists, fanatics.

They've bombed, killed, or maimed at least a
hundred innocent people in the last two years.

Now they're here, in Britain.

And l want them.

(Bodie) There you are. See, Doc?

(Doctor) The bullet tore the ligaments.
They heal slowly.

(Bodie) Yeah, but l can-

You can't close your hand.

And if you can't close your
hand, you can't hold a gun,

and if you can't hold a gun there's
no place for you in this organisation.

Quote, George Cowley.

Yeah, but, look, surely you can,
er, sign a little chit, can't you?

(Doctor) l suggest you
argue it with him.

(Doctor) Another week
should see you all right.

A week!

One week, and l'll certify
you fit for duty again.

Meanwhile, give it a little gentle
exercise, but don't overdo it.

(Cowley) At the moment, we
don't have a single lead,

so it's a question of nosing around,

staying alert, keeping your eyes open.

Okay? That's all.

Hey.-
- Hi, Jax.

(Doyle) What'd he say?

(Doyle) Good enough.

(Bodie) Excuse me, sir.

One more week, Bodie.

(Cowley) l've seen your medical report.

(Cowley) l don't like being a man short, but
until that hand heals you're no good to me.

(LAUGHS)
You didn't miss much.

lt's just a routine "stay alert".

Myer-Helmut Group.

Yeah?

Heavy going.

Anyway, your timing's perfect.

Well, didn't you tell me the lovely
Michelle was free this weekend?

Julia.

The lovely Julia... free this weekend?

Yeah. l'll take her on the river.

Yeah.

(BODlE GROANS)

(Julia) Bodie, your hand.
You shouldn't be rowing.

l'm okay.

(Bodie) Agh, Jesus!

(Julia) Come on, let me.

Look, it won't emasculate you
to let me row for a while.

The mature man knows
when to concede defeat.

l concede.

Morning!

Look at those little islands. Perfect...

for almost anything at all.

How's the hand?

Terrible.

But the eyes are
having a great time.

They're staring.

(Bodie) They like faces.

Particularly pretty faces.

Faces.

Mugshots!

l knew l'd seen that face
somewhere before. Pull in.

What?

(Bodie) Come on, pull in!

(Bodie) Right, wait here!

Hold it!

Some picnic.

l see the table's laid
for more than one.

Left hand.

Come on!

(Bodie) Right.

(Bodie) Always open for business.

Come on, back to the car.

Come on, get in. l'll explain later.

He's expecting company, and
about one's all l can handle.

Right, off you go.

lnge!

Quiet!

lnge!

All right, move it,
quick as you can.

(lnge) There's the boat.

The car park!

(Juila) For God's sake!

Get up!

He's a bomber. A killer.

He's also a human being.

Yes, well, l'll be more human
when we get back to the car.

(Bodie) Damn!

They've out-thought us.

(VOlCE OVER POLlCE RADlO)
Foxtrot Four...

Hans!

(Bodie) Right, we'll take that one.

You'll have to drive.

Okay.

No! You'll hit Myer.

Stay behind me.

(Bodie) Keep calm, Julie.

Right.

Close the tailgate.

What?-
- The boot! Close it.

(Bodie) Right, get in.

(Bodie) Open the door!

(Bodie) Right... move!

Hey! Hey!

(Julia) They're gaining on us.

A warning shot.

(GUNSHOTS)

l'm not an animal!

Shut up!

(lnge) Watch out - the boat!

Turn in there.

Now, turn it round!

(BODlE DlALS NUMBER)

You...

(Bodie) ln!

(Bodie) Move!

Fast as you like, Julie.

The nearest town's six miles.

(Julia) We won't make it.

(Bodie) Pull off there.

(Bodie) Right, that way. Come on.

We can't have missed!
Up there, that road!

Take your choice: you can walk,
or l'll pistol-whip you and carry you.

(lnge) That way.

(DOORBELL RlNGS)

(GUNSHOT)

(Bodie) Bolt the doors!

Don't be frightened.

l'm not frightened.-
- Sara?

What is all this?

Who are you?-
- Cl5, sir.

l take it you believe
in free speech?

What?-
- l want to use your phone.

(Sara) lt's through there.

Thank you. Right,
come on. Up you get boy.

He's a bomber. A killer.

And there are more outside.

(TELEPHONE RlNGS)

Cowley.

Bodie!

l've got one of those faces.

One of those faces on your board.

Myer-Helmut? Who? Which one?

(BODlE OVER TELEPHONE)
l dunno...

This fellow's about
six-two, dark curly hair.

Curly hair? That's Myer
himself. Franz Myer.

(BODlE OVER TELEPHONE) Yeah, well, whoever
it is, l need help. His friends are closing in.

Where are you?

Eh? Oh, l'm not sure
exactly... it's a

little place north- Hallo?

Bodie?

Are there shutters on every window?

Are there?!-
- Yes.

(Vicar) Look here-

Right, you and Julie close
every one. Do as l say!

Where's the back door?

(Vicar) Now look...

Get in.

(RECORDlNG OF BODlE OVER TELEPHONE)
"... but l need help. His friends are closing in."

(RECORDlNG OF COWLEY OVER TELEPHONE)
"Where are you?"

(RECORDlNG OF BODlE OVER TELEPHONE)
"l'm not sure exactly. A little place north-"

(RECORDlNG OF BODlE OVER TELEPHONE)
"... but l need help. His friends are closing in."

(RECORDlNG OF COWLEY OVER TELEPHONE)
"Where are you?"

(RECORDlNG OF BODlE OVER TELEPHONE)
"l'm not sure exactly. A little place north-"

"l need help."

"A little place north".

Aye, north, probably, but north of where?
Where, Doyle? Where was he going?

The lovely Julia.

Eh?

lt's his girlfriend. He was going to take
her on the river for the weekend.

Which river?

Thames, probably.

Oh, that's one hell of a river.

There is a pub he uses
a lot, that's on the river;

just below Marlow.

What did he check
out of the car pool?

Capri Ghia, l think.

Start with that.

Bodie's car, Capri Ghia, the one he checked
out of the car pool: APB all units to find it.

Concentrate around the
Marlow area. Come on, Doyle.

We're lucky: it's an old house

with stout shutters and locks.

(Julia) Bodie, they're armed.

So am l...

...So am l.

We don't know that
those wires were cut.

No, we don't.

Could be fire or flood or act
of God, but l think they were cut.

(BETTY OVER RADlO)
HQ to Cowley.

Come in.

(BETTY OVER RADlO)
They've located Bodie's car. Two miles north of Marlow.

Right, you understand the situation?

They want him,

he's their leader,
so they want him alive.

So, all we have to
do is sit tight and wait.

(Vicar) Wait? For what?

l made a call,
but l was cut off...

But the people l work for can
put two and two together.

(Bodie) They'll find us, eventually.

"Eventually". And meanwhile?

Sit tight and wait.

And supposing one of my
parishioners comes along?

ls that likely?

The church and village
are nearly half a mile away.

But it is possible.

Deal with it when it happens.

Ah! ln the heat of the moment,
l forgot my manners.

This is Julie, my girlfriend,
and l'm Bodie.

Edward Turnbull.

Mrs Turnbull?

Miss Price.

Sara Price.

Sara's my housekeeper.

Yeah.

Well, l'm glad to see you're
not a teetotaller, Vicar.

May we have a drink?
l think we all need one.

(MYER LAUGHS)

"May l have a drink, Vicar". So polite,
Vicar. Let's all have a little tea party!

You English are all insane.

Not like the Myer-Helmut Group, eh?

They just bomb and hijack and shoot
the odd plane-load of hostages.

lt's a necessary part of our strategy.

Thank you.

The end justifies the means, eh?

You don't understand.

You will never understand.

No, not if l live
a million years.

Your lifespan can be
measured in minutes!

All of you.

Do you suppose they are going
to let you hold me here?

He may fool you-

Shut up!

He may even be fooling himself,
but you have nothing to wait for -

except death.

l won't tolerate this.

l'm sorry, Vicar,
but l'm in control here.

But if you have any influence in higher
places, it would be most welcome.

Ah, yes, you are in control.
You are armed, you have a gun-

- but no hand to hold it with.

Yeah?

We are the Myer-Helmut Group.

We are not trash.

Who are these people outside?

He just told you:
a bunch of killers.

We are a political force.

Forget the political, Vicar,
just concentrate on the force.

Now, surely, if we talk to them...

They'll kill you.

We should at least
try to talk. We-

(lNGE - SHOUTlNG OUTSlDE)
Hey!

Hey,

you in there!

Come on.

(lNGE SHOUTlNG OUTSlDE)
You are like rats in a trap!

(lNGE - SHOUTlNG OUTSlDE)
But don't listen to my words.

(lNGE - SHOUTlNG OUTSlDE)
Listen to this!

(MACHlNE GUN FlRE)

We have the fire power to shoot
this door right off its hinges!

(lNGE - SHOUTlNG OUTSlDE)
To decimate it!

(Myer) Listen to me.

(Myer) Your only hope is to give in.

No way, Myer.

Right, now you listen to me!

You decimate this door and
you'll decimate Myer along with it.

Because l've got him
right in front of it.

lnge!

(SHOUTlNG FROM WlTHlN)
He's telling the truth.

All right.

(lNGE SHOUTlNG OUTSlDE)
But why be foolish?

(lNGE SHOUTlNG OUTSlDE)
Release Myer, and we'll go.

Why be a hero?

A dead hero! Do as she says.

We do not want to
hurt innocent people.

(BODlE - SHOUTlNG FROM WlTHlN)
Oh, yeah?

(BODlE - SHOUTlNG FROM WlTHlN)
And what brought about that change of heart?

What about the airliner at Beirut? Eh?
Forty-two passengers, innocent people;

l suppose you didn't want
to hurt them, either!

That was different.

They had to die.

We were fighting for our cause.

(lNGE - SHOUTlNG OUTSlDE)
But why you?

(lNGE - SHOUTlNG OUTSlDE)
You English, you know nothing about politics.

(lNGE - SHOUTlNG OUTSlDE)
But why kill you?

(lNGE - SHOUTlNG OUTSlDE)
Do you know what it takes to kill?

(lNGE - SHOUTlNG OUTSlDE)
Sometimes just sheer desperation.

(lNGE - SHOUTlNG OUTSlDE)
We do not want to kill you.

Release Myer,

and we'll quietly go on our way.

ls everyone in there pig-headed?

No,Vicar! No, no, what
are you doing? Come back!

(VlCAR lNSlDE HOUSE) l'm a man of God!
They'll listen to me, they'll listen to me!

Bodie!

Now, don't shoot!

(GUNSHOTS)

(Bodie) Close the shutters!

Round one.

lsn't that going to be too tight?

Nope.

You won't feel a thing.

That's the idea.

So l'm ambidextrous,

as far as they're concerned.

(Bodie) Quiet.

(Jax) We got his, got his handset.

Bodie, always breaking the rules.
When next l see him, l'll-

Ah, you found the car
pretty damn quick.

The local fuzz were ahead of us.

lnvestigating a stolen car, sir. lt was
taken from here less than an hour ago,

right from under the owner's nose.
He's still pretty shocked.

What kind of car?

A brown Cortina Estate, sir.

Ah, Bodie must have taken it, sir.

Get an APB out on that car.
Cover... Uh,

we got that call about a half an hour ago.
Could have travelled twenty miles?

Oh, thirty, the way Bodie drives.

Thirty miles' radius.
l want that car found!

And the rubber boat.

Rubber boat?

(FAlNT NOlSE OUTSlDE)

(BULLET WHlSTLE, GLASS BREAKlNG)

Seven years' bad luck.

Yes...

bad luck.

But you haven't got seven years.

Bodie, what was that noise?

The cellar!

D'you have a cellar?

Well, there's the boiler room.

(GUNFlRE)

(BODlE - SHOUTlNG FROM CELLAR)
Julie!

lnge! Micht lch bin's. lch gebe Dir den Befehl... ohne
Rücksicht auf mich,Stürmt das Haus!

Stürmt das Haus!

What did you say? Tell me!

Attack!

He told them to attack.

"You have my permission
to attack. Don't mind me."

l took German at school.

lnge,

Hans is dead.

Did you hear him?

Attack!

lnge, he's dead.

Dead?

We're all...

dead.

Franz told us to attack!

lnge!

Are you faltering now, Kristo?
Do you want me to do it alone?

What do you want?

That car.

Front of the house.

Can you get it?

l don't know. lt's possible,
l suppose, but-

Get it.

l'll meet you in
front of the drive.

(Jax) Looks like a car skidded into
the boat and pulled off again.

Headed north. lsn't that what Bodie
was trying to say? "l'm north of-"

Where?

Call HQ. l want every available
man rushed into this area.

Bodie's near, somewhere,
holed up; we've got to find him.

Well, we've increased our firepower.

By a few rounds.

l can count.

Well, that'll be useful.

What's three hundred and sixty-five days
multiplied by at least twenty-five... years?

Bodie, isn't it?-
- Uh-hm.

Oh, Bodie, save your show
of confidence for them.

You and l, we are about
the same age, perhaps.

But an intellect apart.

(Bodie) Well, one thing's for sure:

you know the psychology of the captor/captive?
The growing together; the mutual understanding?

That's not going to happen here.

You can speak for yourself, Bodie.

But what about them?

(Myer) How does this concern you?

(Myer) You have no conception
of what this fight is about.

lt's not your fight.

Him,

they will give him an honourable funeral,
perhaps a volley over the grave.

But you - how does this concern you?

(Bodie) Answer him.

Truthfully.

l don't understand your politics.

There. You see?

(Sara) But l understand good.

l understand evil.

l think you are evil.
You kill without cause.

Without cause!

You do not understand.

You kill people who cannot possibly
stand between you and your ideas.

You don't even know who they are.

Julie?

You're right.

l have no idea what
your fight is about.

l just know it means
violence and killing,

and someone's got to stop you.

You will die.

All of you.

You've never told me about Bodie.

l made you a team,
what, two years ago?

Two years and three months.

That's long enough.

Long enough for what?

For him to get up your
nose, irritate you.

Oh, he does that, all right!
Every day he does that.

Chalk and cheese, eh?

Yeah.

Ah, it's worked well, though.

Yeah, l've watched his back, he's
watched mine. We're both still alive.

At least, this morning,
we were both still alive.

Aye.

Bodie gets up my nose,
too, and so do you!

But l want you
both to stay alive.

Now, l think this is the bit where
l show my quality of leadership.

Yes, organise games,
singing. Hmm?

Keep us all occupied.

lnterested. Hmm?

So we don't die of exposure.

You know, this is-
- Shut up, Bodie.

Oh, you saw the film, too, eh?

Yes, the dissenter;

the mandatory coward
who cracks and runs wild-

Climbs out of the window
and gets himself killed?

Yeah...

shut up, Bodie.

They're a long time coming.

"Sit tight and wait."
"Put two and two together"...

(Sara) They're a long time coming.

(SOUND OF CAR ENGlNE)

(Sara) Who is it?

Not the Seventh Cavalry. Stay here.

Right. Now!

Upstairs! Now! Move!

Keep going!

Help me.

(GUNFlRE)

(Bodie) To the attic.

(GUNFlRE)

Turn around!

(Bodie) Hell of a way to
spend an afternoon.

(Myer) Your last afternoon.

(BODlE - FROM lNSlDE)
Try that again and l'll kill him!

Thirty miles.

D'you think he might have-
(JAX OVER RADlO)- Mr Cowley. Over.

Come in.

(JAX OVER RADlO)
We, er, found the stolen car, sir.

Where?

About two, two-and-a-half miles off the
Marlow slip road. lt's parked in a wood.

We're on our way.

Hey, look, see, Ma, l made
it to the top of the world!

Didn't you ever see
that old Cagney movie?

l saw it.

He died.

(MYER LAUGHS)

(Sara) Stop it.

You stop that!

(Bodie) Sara.

You, you stop it!
Stop it, stop it, you...

Can't you see, he's goading you?!

(SARA CRlES)

We aren't so very different. Are we?

You cry, Sara. Cry it out.

Not so very different, eh?

She isn't even on the
same planet as you.

So...

we're gonna die, are we?

Hm? Our last afternoon.

Two hysterical women.

You can hardly hold a gun
against lnge and Kristo.

Where would you put your money?

Yeah, you might be right, Myer.

Now l come to think of it,

it might be here.

You know, l've never given much
thought to where l might die... .

dark alley... African bush...
or running for the last bus.

But you listen to this

and listen carefully.

Wherever l go, you go.

Maybe even first.

Couldn't bear to leave you behind.

You understand, Myer? Sprechen Sie Anglais?
Do you hear me?

Are you listening?-
- No, Bodie, stop it.

You're not so very different, either.

Clever, very clever, Myer.

Yes, rattle us, get
us off balance, eh.

Clever.

Well, God knows what's
happening outside.

(Sara) Why don't we throw him out?

(Sara) That's what they want,
that's what they're asking for.

Makes sense, Bodie.-
- No

Why not? Look, if
we throw him out-

No!

Why?

l want to know why?

She's right.

lf we're going to die, we
have a right to know why.

l agree with you.

You keep out of this!

l don't know why.

Because l hate his kind?

Because l don't like to lose?

l don't know why.

Ask Cowley; maybe he can tell you.

Cowley!

Cowley's all right.

(SlGHS) Look, l don't know why.

Because l say so.

And what you say goes?

Yeah, so long as
l'm holding this gun.

Holding it! Tch!

You can scarcely feel it.

(Jax) lt's the car all
right, sir. Bullet hole.

Where does the Audi fit in?

l don't quite know as yet, sir,
but it is on the stolen car list.

Which way, Doyle?

l dunno.

Two years, three months, you know
him better than any of us - which way?!

Well, Bodie would go for cover, sir.

That'll be the woods, then.-
- Yeah.

Direct all units into this area. A full sweep.
Begin at the village, then right across the valley.

Right, sir.

We'll take the back road, Doyle.-
- Yes, sir.

lronic, isn't it?

Here we are, waiting to die,

because you, Bodie, don't like to lose.

l'm doing this to protect you.

People like you.

You live by violence.

Just like him!

Yes, well, you fight
fire with fire in this job.

And, now, we're all
going to die violently!

(SCREAMlNG)
You're crazy! Crazy!

(GUNSHOTS)

Bodie, can't we at least-
- Shh.

The wrong way, damn you!
The wrong way.

That's Cowley, l'm sure it's Cowley.
He's heading towards the village.

A shot?

Nah, in a car, at this distance,
he'll never hear it.

Even if he did, it'd only confuse.
Could come from anywhere.

Sara?

That road.

lt disappears into the forest.

Does it reappear there?

(Sara) Yes, erm, then it dips
down again into the village.

Right. That's my only chance. Julie

bullet.

lf l can just get their attention.

lsn't it too far?-
- Nearly half a mile, isn't it, Sara?

Yes.

This thing won't shoot half a mile.

Then why are you wasting shots?

lt won't shoot, but it'll reach.

A guy overshot the target once, on the range.
Hit a roof nearly a mile away.

The bullet was spent, of
course, but it did... reach.

Right.

Now, hold this - tight.

Cock it.

Right back, that's it.

Right... Trajectory, like an arrow,

allow for drift, ahead of the car...
God, the wind could take it miles off.

Hold it tight, steady.

Steady... .

Very steady...

(GUNFlRE, GLASS SHATTERS)

Did you hit it?

Oh, l dunno... l dunno.

A bullet.-
- From where?

We'd better check that house.

Well...

perhaps they heard the shot?

l told you

at that distance, not a chance.

ls that going to be our
epitaph, too, Bodie?

"Not a chance."

We're here.

And we're alive.

(Myer) Yetzt, lnga, yetzt!

Yetzt, lnga, yetzt!

(Bodie) Julie!

(GUN COCKED)

No!

(TWO GUNSHOTS)

Bodie!

You all right?

Yeah.

l think that'll be
safer in my hands.

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

Sir?

(Cowley) Two more weeks, Bodie.

(Cowley) That's the medical report.

Yeah, but, the doctor
just said that, er-

You should have returned to
active duty ten days ago,

but if you will get yourself involved in
extra-curricular activities... two more weeks.

Yes, sir.

You can't hold a gun, Bodie.
No use if you can't hold a gun.

Never mind.

(Cowley) You did very well, Bodie.

Thank you, sir.

But the damage to the side window of my car
that will have to be deducted, of course.

Of course, sir.

From my pay!

Doyle, you are grinning.

No. No, it's just
a nervous tic, sir.

As long as it's that. Now, get out, the
pair of you! l don't want to see you again...

(Cowley) ... until eight-thirty.

Eight-thirty, sir?

ln the Red Lion bar.

l intend getting the cost of
that car side window back...

ln pure malt Scotch!

(LAUGHTER)