Original subtitles

Hello.

Joe Manning. Oh, yes, sir.

Captain's been expecting you. You better leave the car here.

Captain?

What do you got, Captain?

I'll tell you what I've got. Two of my bomb squad boys are on their way to

central receiving. That's what I've got. We tried getting in, but that place is

a minefield.

What about Art Malcolm?

Still in there, with a gun at his head.

Must have maniacs pulled the trigger.

The guy wants to see you, Mannix.

Why me?

I don't know why you, but Art told us the guy'd let you in.

Where is he? What floor? What room? No idea.

I just walk in there and Anusha will show me to my seat, huh?

Without your gun.

Here's the front door, Mannix. Everything else is booby -trapped.

Good luck.

Fourth floor, room 416.

Mannix, the walkie -talkie. Take it with you.

You'll need it.

416's dead ahead, Joe.

Oh, uh, don't tread on the dust sheet.

have a seat. I'll be there in a sec.

Who are you?

Where's Art Malcolm?

He's here.

Where's here?

In the building.

Who is this?

You see the tape recorder?

Yeah. Turn it on.

Switch is on the right.

Captain Griswold's office.

Art Malcolm, Captain, please.

He's on another line, Sergeant.

This is Code 3, Margaret.

What have you got, Art?

I've got a .45 automatic in my right ear, Skipper. I'm being held in the old

Capricorn building, Larchmont and 6th.

Give me what you can.

The guy with the gun wants to see Joe Mannix.

Mannix? What for?

Can't go into that.

But give it to him straight. It doesn't look good.

This is a guy Mannix and I know from a long time back.

He tells me he's already killed four men.

And I believe him, Skipper.

Are there any other people in that building?

Negative. The building's being remodeled.

This is police business, Art. Is there any way to handle this without pulling

Mannix into it?

No chance.

Okay. I'll call Mannix myself.

Then we'll throw everything we've got around that building.

One more thing, Skipper.

Mannix is to come in through the front door. No gun and alone.

Tell him I personally think it's a lousy idea. He should stay in bed.

All right, let's knock off the games. Where's Art Malcolm?

Malcolm will keep.

Hey, you see the photo?

It's in the other room.

Take a closer look.

Yeah, I see it. Go on.

Hey, relax, Joe.

These rooms are clean.

They're my living room and office.

All right, now I want to see Malcolm, and I want to know who I'm talking to.

Malcolm will keep.

You've got to be kidding.

You're looking at our graduation picture, and you don't know who this is?

Shame, Joe, shame.

All those weeks in basic and paratroop and ranger school and underwater demo

survival training, and you don't dig?

No, I don't. Three months of combat behind the gook lines, 16 firefights, 10

months in that Chinese squeeze.

Let's see, what was the name of that POW place?

Changju. Yeah, Changju, the North Korean boy's town.

I thought maybe you'd forgotten, Changju.

No, I haven't forgotten.

Neither have I, buddy.

Okay, Joe.

Roll call.

Pick up the pencil and start checking them off.

First man, first row.

Jamal, right?

Yeah, Turk got it at Hongman.

So, cross them off.

Carver Jackson.

Chang Ju.

They nailed him going over the wall in the escape.

Scratch him.

Move up one.

And there he is. Second row right.

Joe Maddox.

And we both know I'm not good old Joe, so that brings us to Stavros.

That tank chopped him down when we crossed the river.

And good old Joe got the tank.

And the Silver Star.

Those scrub Stavros.

Zaleski. Pass Frankie for now.

Whitehead.

Derek Whitehead. Chinese never brought him back from interrogation.

Scratch him.

Top row, on the right.

Saba. Skip him for now. Pass on Harris, too.

Go to Radford.

Minefield.

Gus Keller.

Leavenworth. Life sentence.

Skip Keller.

Next.

Well, you're for sure not Kim Young.

Well, 86 him anyhow.

He got very careless one night about a month ago.

Somebody left a knife in him.

How do you know?

I just know.

Hey, what do you hear about Harris?

Lives in Canada.

Not anymore.

Somebody wired his car.

Blew the roof off the garage.

A real mess.

And Saba?

That was kind of too bad.

He got himself shot.

45 automatic.

Addis Ababa.

You ever been there?

You beginning to get the hang of it now, Joe?

And what happened to Frank Zaleski?

You remember those wire gizmos with the wood handles?

The stranglers?

You make a loop and drop it over a guy's neck. You know what I mean. Joe.

Well, it seems Frank, he was living in Cleveland and, uh... I get the picture,

Gus.

How did you get out of Leavenworth, Keller?

Good behavior, Joe.

What did you do to Art Malcolm?

personnel minds do to a guy.

And, uh, keep the walkie -talkie with you, chum.

I'd hate to lose touch.

Joe?

You see the double doors?

Yeah, I see them.

Well, go through them.

Hey, Joe.

Over here.

Last of the headhunters.

Well, after 16 years, here we are.

Last, the old Combined Forces Combat Team A.

Gus Keller and Joe Mannix, the creep who went over the wall at Changchun and

left his buddy to take the bamboo shaft.

You ready to die, Joe?

Remember what the sergeant said, Joe.

Never keep a shell in the chamber.

All right, hands on the stairs, feet back and wide, just like on TV.

Where's Art Malcolm? Is he still alive?

Oh, we'll get around to him pretty soon.

Stand up.

Hey, you seem kind of surprised to see me, Joe.

I wouldn't be if I were you.

It's not a pleasure I was looking forward to.

Oh, come on now. You knew it had to happen.

A soldier doesn't desert a buddy in a gook POW camp and not expect to pay for

someday.

Well, Joe.

This is your day.

In a way, you're kind of lucky, you know.

You might have had it really bad like I did in Changju.

We all had a tough killer, and don't you forget it.

Except you just... Nothing!

You got nothing compared to what they did to me when you guys broke out. You

Malcolm and Radford and the rest of you guys.

You planned that bust -up for weeks.

You tunneled under that wall and you... blew the main barricade, and you got

out. You made it clean, and I stayed, Joe.

You guys figured that break out for weeks.

Weeks.

All of you.

And you didn't say word one to me.

Chinese think you double -crossed them.

What do you think?

We'd have let you in on it, you'd have blown a whistle on us in two seconds,

just like you did at least twice before.

That's a lie, Joe!

And for a pack of cigarettes, probably.

That's a lie!

Okay. Okay, you tell...

You tell me what happened to Derek Whitehead.

How should I know?

You turned him in.

I swiped those wire cutters and slipped them to Whitehead. And Whitehead hit him

under the boards near his bunk.

Our unit was the only ones that knew that. Eight of us.

The next morning, that Chinese major walked in right to the spot and picked

those wire cutters.

You know what they did to Whitehead in interrogation.

Why blame me? Who was the only man that went out sick all that night?

The only man out of our outfit that left that cell.

It all came out in that court -martial.

I doubt you remember that either, Gus.

Well, they just happen to believe you instead of me.

Yeah, they believe me.

And five others.

Well, now, there ain't five other guys, Joe.

There's just you.

And there's me.

And it's your word against mine.

My word.

And Art Malcolm's. And pretty soon it's just gonna be my word.

You know, you gave me a long time to think about it, Joe.

And I'm going to give you a little bit of the same.

I finally got out of change, you finally.

And then I got wrapped with Leavenworth because of you.

Because of what you said at that trial.

And what those others said.

That's why you killed four men.

Four.

So far.

All witnesses against me, Joe.

When I walk out of here, I'm clean.

No chance.

Not as long as there's a record of that court -martial anywhere on this earth.

Even if you kill me, what are you going to do about the others out there?

Changju all over again, isn't it, Joe?

Searchlights.

The bare walls.

Guys with guns.

The pressure.

Oh, the pressure.

You made it, Joe. You busted out of Changju.

How about it?

Think you can get out of here alive?

I'm gonna try, Gus.

I'm gonna sure try.

Good.

I figured you would.

You go ahead and try, Joe.

But this time the deck's stacked.

Against you, just like it was against me in that Korean rat trap.

All right, we're gonna take a little walk.

We gotta send a note down to Art's boss.

Hey, Joe.

Got your walkie -talkie?

Yeah, good.

Don't lose it.

It might get severed. Hold it!

What do you want to do? Get us both blown to bits?

Look under it.

You're a...

Under the ladder it's mined

Right. Just like the man said.

Dear cops, Sergeant Malcolm and his pal from Private

Eyesville are dead.

Is Art dead?

Just do what I tell you.

Do it yourself.

I don't want to write it myself, Joe.

I don't want it in my handwriting.

You can understand that. They don't know who I am.

Are dead.

Sign it.

A friend.

Empty your pockets.

On the table.

Fold the note, stick it in the letter.

Toss it here.

Easy.

That was for them. For outside.

I really got their attention, Joe.

Get Captain Griswold.

around the other side of the building, sir.

What good is it going to do you if Griswold thinks Art and I are dead?

Later, Joe.

Something came out of that window, Captain.

It landed over there.

Interrogators use the muscles to try to give us a sign that poison gas and germ

warfare garbage... Don't touch the ladder, Joe.

Well, they ought to talk to the LAPD.

Come on, this way.

Gus.

Did you ever sign one of those confessions?

What do you think I am, Alex?

I was just wondering why it was you always had cigarettes and we didn't. How

was you never had any marks when you came back from interrogation like the

of us.

I took my lump, same as everybody else.

Yeah, for the first couple of weeks.

Then it was smokes and beer all the rest of the way for you, wasn't it?

I told them stuff they would have found out anyway.

Yeah.

Like where Derek Whitehead hid those wire cutters.

Well, we're back to that again.

What's the game, Keller?

It's called Kill Joe Mannix.

Okay.

You better explain the rules to me, Gus.

Very simple, Joe.

One of the guys on your team got himself trapped.

And you've got to get him out.

That's what you come here for, isn't it, Joe?

To spring old Art Malcolm?

Well, buddy, if you want to get to good old Art, you're going to have to run an

obstacle course.

And you're going to have to run it against the clock.

0 -300.

That's when the game is over.

Where is he, Gus?

That's for you to find out, Joe.

Get back.

That's part of the game.

One thing, the cops think you're dead now, so they'll be shooting at anything

that moves.

So if I were you, Joe, I wouldn't try for a window or try to get to a door.

Unless you want the cops to do my job for me.

All right,

get around there.

Another thing, Joe.

Keeps you from telling them who I am.

Like yelling out a window or anything.

They'll find out who you are.

That's just the point, baby.

That's why the gloves.

Huh?

It's why I'm burning the picture and the tapes.

It's why I didn't talk on the phone to the cops earlier.

It's why I didn't write the note.

I'm not going to get caught, Joe.

They got nothing to connect me. They got maybe a hundred men surrounding this

building. They got guns, grenade launchers. Right.

Right.

What I got is a way out of here.

You see, there's an old tunnel downstairs that goes under the street

blocks. Two blocks, Joe?

What you don't seem to get is that I've had 14 years to figure this thing, Joe.

14 years!

I know this building inside out. I used to peddle papers in the lobby.

I can leave any time I want.

Ah, speaking of time, what time do you make it?

2 .31.

Uh -uh. You better sync it with mine.

I'll make it 2 .32 in 10 seconds.

Nine. Okay.

Be careful, Joe.

Joe, don't move. It's all mine in there.

Very, very careful Joe.

Oh, you shouldn't have picked it up, Joe. You've activated the fuse.

Don't try

to put it down.

Don't move, Joe.

That's one of those sensitive ones. He just thinks about it, goes off.

It's been a long time for me, Gus.

Nice going. I just want you to understand...

what it feels like to be on the spot, that there's no exit.

There's no way to get out of it.

Nothing. There's nothing you can say.

There's no one who'll listen to you.

Well, I guess if you'd been left behind, you'd know what I mean, huh?

How's it coming, Joe?

Remember that thing the Chinese had?

That iron box, 180 degree inside.

And all the while, those miserable... Standing outside, washing themselves.

Gargling. Playing splash.

Now, you know what...

The sound of water does to a man inside that box, Joe.

You took a turn in it?

Well, I took one week in it for every one of you guys who escaped.

Every day they'd come by and they'd ask me the same old questions, Joe.

How'd they get out?

Where are they going?

And why didn't I warn them?

Hold me still, Joe.

See, next came the bamboo cage.

It was my arms up in the air like this.

And they took a pair of grenades and they pulled the pins out of them. And

stuck a grenade in each hand.

And I couldn't get any sleep, Joe.

Not without dying.

Pretty soon, there was like a thousand pounds on each arm.

Just like you're starting to feel now.

You want to know why you're here?

You tell me why I was there.

Got the picture?

Well, all of a sudden, you'd find...

you'd say just about anything that anybody would want if they'd only take

grenades out of your hand.

I'm sorry, Joe. I should have made a list.

I've read a lot of things in this building. I just guess I just forgot.

All right, let's go. Back the way you came.

Are you afraid of going up with me?

Oh, Joe.

You forget, don't you? They make quite a bang.

Come on, Joe, use your head.

You came here to save a man's life.

Get the old brain thinking.

Then Malcolm is alive.

I don't know what time is it.

Hey, almost blast off. We better get to wind and see what's doing outside.

They're bringing in the heavy stuff.

It's like old times.

Nice try, Joe.

Now live with it.

Keep him covered.

It's Mannix.

Don't move, Mannix. We'll get you down.

Get that ladder truck over here.

No.

I'm staying.

Malcolm's still alive.

Joe?

Yeah, Gus, I'm here.

Good you didn't say how I was, Joe.

That would have done it for old Art.

Yeah, that's what I figured.

Well, Captain, like they say, what have we got here?

Gus, this is just between the two of us.

There's no sense in anybody else getting killed.

Combat casualties, Joe.

Gus, before Channing Jew, you were the best fighting man I ever saw.

I know what those...

Chinese brain laundries can do.

Those years in Leavenworth.

There are people who can help you, Gus.

Don't tell me I'm crazy, Joe.

Gus, I'm sure the jury would understand.

So we walk out of here, hand in hand, and you get a lawyer who plead me as a

Section 8, and you're home free again.

Right, Joe?

Why don't you let me help you, Gus?

You listen to me, hotshot.

You think you're safe and snug as a flea in a footlocker. Well, let me tell you

something.

Your buddy Art Malcolm is in the basement right this minute, tied between

posts.

He's got two anti -personal charges taped around him.

And I got a timer wired in. He can hear every tick that thing makes.

And that timer's set for 0300, Joe.

and for old Art to go boom?

Or are you going to try and do something to help your old friend?

How do I know he isn't dead now?

Can you take that chance that he isn't?

Okay, Gus, you win.

All right, let's see what you can remember, Joe.

No, Joe!

Don't come down here.

There's no time.

Joe, I should have been gone a long time ago.

You got to get to Malcolm.

Those mines on him can set off sympathetic explosions.

We can all go up.

You got to get to him, Joe, please.

That's six minutes, Gus.

Take the elevator.

That hallway's clear.

I'll lead you there with a walkie -talkie.

Joe, stop!

There's a contact, mine, on the first floor landing.

Go on back up to the second floor and walk down.

What about the hallway?

Clean.

Coming through some stairs.

Go on down. They're okay.

Okay. They're all mine, Joe. The center one's your best bet. Up top, far side.

Got it.

Joe, keep your attention on that wire. If it goes slack, you're done for.

I'm through the gates. What now?

Fourth step down.

Pressure pad.

Okay, clear through four.

Step seven, tripwire.

Gus, there was a photoelectric cell on the landing. Joe, I can't remember them

all. All right, take it easy.

What next?

Four -step.

Wire knee -high.

All clear.

Gus.

Gus!

Gus, can you hear me?

Joe. What happened?

All my sets been acting up. Must have been that fall I took.

Where are you? Seven steps from the bottom.

You had me worried there, old buddy.

We got two minutes left to go.

Let's get going.

What about these last seven steps?

You haven't got time, Joe.

They're a real mess.

Jump!

Joe, stop it up!

Which way?

Hang a left, Joe.

Then a left again.

And there's the door.

Don't open the door, Joe.

Look up and to your left. There's a little gray box stuck in the runner.

You've got to get it out.

But gently, Joe. Gently.

Very sensitive.

You got 50 seconds, Joe.

Mark, is that you, Joe? Yeah.

Keller, what about the steps?

It's clear. Come ahead.

Where's Vaughn?

He dragged me in here and took off.

You read me, Joe?

Keller! You got it?

Fifteen seconds, Joe.

Where's the bomb?

Twelve seconds.

Where is it? You said it was on Malcolm.

It's close enough.

Ten.

Nine.

Thank you.