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I'd wanted to be there at the finish.

But with a gun at my back, I wondered if the finish was going to be my own.

Down there on the stage, two gladiators were about to fight to the death.

My friend, Jason Blade, was one.

The other was Baxter, the thug who killed my daughter.

The thug who was the top muscle behind Damien Zuko's brains and criminal

It was to be the end of a long struggle that began some time ago in Hong Kong.

There was nothing romantic between my daughter and Jason Blade.

They were partners in the Hong Kong Special Branch, and like myself,

of the Panther School of Martial Art.

Even the Chinese masters agreed that Jason, with his courage, his modesty,

and his supreme skill, was exceptional.

Now he was one of us, a panther,

and wore the sign.

routine surveillance operation that was to change all our lives i got police to

pay 500 grand baxter was revealed as the australian connection in a vast

international drug conspiracy he was also a ruthless killer

but the evidence was

destroyed jason and linda

The trail took Linda to Western Australia.

Too late, she realized she'd got too close.

But this time, the luck had run out.

I convinced myself I was above the conflict.

I was resigned to fate.

But this time it was your daughter those bastards murdered.

What's done can't be changed.

Life must go on.

My niece Gemma was a great comfort in those terrible days. Gemma's been

me out. She was attracted to Jason.

But his thoughts were only of revenge.

Where would I find it? Zucor.

Let me understand one thing. You cross me and I'll kill you.

Posing as a freelance enforcer on the run, Jason set about convincing Zucor he

was just what a crime boss needed.

You'd have run with that parcel or been wiped out by those idiots, and either

way I'd have been on the wrong horse.

Baxter still thinks I am, don't you?

Baxter had plenty of muscle, but no sense of humor.

It's all here. It's all there.

It's all there.

I want him crippled.

Got it?

See ya.

The casualty wards of Perth are full of people who pick a fight with Jason

Blaney.

By now, Gemma had found a way to get Jason's attention.

He's a dangerous man to fall in love with. Who said I'm in love with him

Oh, come on. I'm a big girl now.

Thanks for caring anyway.

Come on, let's go.

Jem.

I was worried for Jemma because Jason had earned himself a mortal enemy.

By the time he figured out where Zukor's drug supply was hidden, Baxter had

discovered Jason's connection with me and Hong Kong's special branch.

At last, Anderson.

How does it feel to be in the pits?

Blade.

Now let's just see how tough you really are.

Luckily for us, Zukor was the kind of man who can resist anything but

temptation.

He'd be looking forward to the big grudge match, and he wasn't going to

out.

He just had to see his champion win.

But there I was, a shotgun leveled at my kidney.

Don't do that.

While Duke was sat down watching a fight.

I have money.

So have I.

Maybe Jason just had the urge over Baxter.

Or maybe he was just a man with right on his side.

A man too honorable to kill.

Maybe that's his weakness.

Because he left alive a man who loathed him with a blind irrational hatred.

Somehow I couldn't kill Zukor either. And I let a reptile slither away into

scrub for the police to pick up.

He was finished.

And he knew it.

The whole incident seemed to convince the organized law enforcement boys that

Jason and his methods were good things to have around.

Gemma, of course, had picked that right from the start.

Zukor's marina was raided. His record seized.

His empire destroyed.

He and Baxter were locked away for life.

But as everyone knows, that's a flexible term.

At the request of the police, Jason set up and began to train a special task

force.

Gemma joined that, too.

Maybe after what happened, she didn't want to let Jason out of her sight.

On the count. Turn.

Faster. Push that hand away faster.

Turn. Then pull back.

Okay?

When I'm training with the others...

I keep wondering what it's like to do it for real.

And what happens when something goes wrong?

Is that why you don't want to make a commitment?

It's mainly that.

What else?

You know, lots of things.

No, I don't know. That's why I'm asking.

God, Jason, you're incredible.

Why is it that when 40 men try to tell you limb from limb, you're fearless?

And when I try and get close to you, you fall apart.

Look, Jim, I just don't want to see you get hurt. That's all.

Don't worry.

I have thought what it would be like to live with someone who mightn't come home

one day.

You mightn't come home yourself.

Very impressive.

Very impressive.

You've done an excellent job to get them to this stage in such a short time. All

they need now is to experience the real thing.

They'll get that soon enough.

Excuse me, John. Yes, indeed.

Ribé, over here.

Be this side.

Something's come up which is definitely a one -man job.

What's that, sir? A judge, David Summers, is about to be appointed to the

commission into organized crime. Now, he's a good man.

It seems his daughter has been hooked on heroin.

She's working in a high -class brothel.

Apparently a journalist from one of the afternoon papers is about to break the

story. We must get her out quickly, with a minimum of fuss.

Flinders will back you up, but you must go in alone.

Delta 2, this is Foxtrot. Pan through a position.

Mary Clark Kent.

Remember, my dear, your habit is your business.

I don't want to know about it, and neither do I care.

Do I make myself perfectly clear?

Yeah. Good

morning.

How may we help you?

I was told I could find some nice young girls here.

Yeah. We have a small but first -class selection.

All hand -picked and very attractive.

Was there something in particular you were looking for?

Yes, there was.

Connie's a lovely girl.

No. Veronica's from Mozambique.

Uh, no.

Ah, yes, that one.

Mandy, an excellent choice. From a very good background.

Would you care to follow me?

Oh, please, as you leave. We accept all major credit cards.

This is your first visit.

How did you find us?

Uh, one of my friends told me.

Most of our clients come to us through personal recommendation.

Mandy?

I have a client for you.

This is Mr... Smith.

Hi. Hello.

Well, I'll leave you two to get acquainted.

Mandy will look after you.

Won't you, Mandy?

Is there anything you particularly like?

Yes.

Lie down.

What the hell do you think you're doing?

Looking for needle marks.

I'll call security if you don't let go.

I don't think your father would like that.

Your real name's Julia, isn't it?

How do you know?

Your father's name is David Summers.

Oh, my God.

He asked me to give you this letter.

He wants you to come home.

Come on, Blake. Come on, move it.

It's okay.

Just do exactly as I tell you and everything will be fine.

Sorry to intrude.

Everything okay?

Yes, fine, thanks.

Good.

Well, enjoy.

You're sick.

Get back in your room until I've thought it out, okay?

Hit me!

Hit me!

I presume.

Who the hell are you guys?

I'm Batman. He's Robin. I taught him all he knows.

Go on. Get going.

By the way, how are things going with

the train eight?

Face it, Jason. They'd rather fight than study theory.

But I've managed to pump a reasonable amount into their heads. They're as

as they'll ever be. Lucy Andrews!

Colin!

Just on my way to see you.

Yeah, one lucky day. What about lunch? Ah, no.

Just business, I'm afraid. But you can wait if you're busy.

Sorry. Jason Blade, Lucy Andrews. The newest member of the task force.

Right. You're the psychologist from Interpol.

William mentioned you'd be joining us. Heard a bit about you as well.

You did a great job with the summer school.

I've just been to see her at the clinic, actually. Having a hard time

withdrawing. She's going to be all right.

Her father is very grateful.

That's good.

Better let you two get on with it. When can I see you?

Give me ten minutes and I'll be back.

Okay. Nice to meet you.

Isn't she something?

Very psychological.

Don't be fooled. She's more than just a psychologist.

She's worked in Beirut, Northern Ireland, even trained with Israeli

intelligence. Working with her is going to be fun.

Yeah, I bet.

By the way, how's Gemma?

Great. Couldn't be better.

Thank you.

For God's sake, Jason, I only asked if we could live together.

I didn't even mention marriage.

Aren't you going to say anything?

Well, what do you want me to say? I'm happy the way things are.

Do we just continue sleeping together when it suits you?

Come on, don't be silly. You know it isn't just that.

Oh, isn't it?

I suppose you wouldn't mind if I went out with other guys. Of course I mind.

Why can't we keep things the way they are? What's wrong with that?

Not enough.

Look, something's come up. I've got to ring in.

Can't we ever get away from the bloody task force just for a few minutes?

No, that's the whole point, Gemma. If you take something like this on, it's

forever.

I'll be right back.

It's you.

You scared me.

You scared me?

How did you get in here anyway? I thought you'd given back your only key.

Oh, just another one of those dubious skills I've learned from you.

I heard about Baxter.

Any news?

No, nothing.

He's vanished.

But he'll turn up somewhere.

Well, he's not under the bed. I already checked around the girls.

What if you found one?

See these?

So

that's

why you came here.

I missed you, big dog.

I missed you too.

Oh, yeah.

Well, sort of. Kind of. Oh, a little bit.

Got a key, mate? Good luck. Hey.

I thought William was here.

William?

Computer checks come up with Collis and Bradford.

Both Sydney -based hoods.

Both known associates of Jim Baxter and kidnap specialists.

I knew it. That bastard's got Jim. Looks like it.

Two men answering the description of visited Baxter several times in prison

the last couple of months.

This whole operation's been run like a Swiss clock.

The only thing I can't understand is why didn't they take you?

Baxter's got something planned for sure.

Don't worry, Jason.

We'll find him. No.

He'll find us.

He

has

three broken ribs and possible lung damage.

But he's going to pull through.

His physical condition is amazing.

He said he'd willed himself not to feel the pain.

He can do that.

Not too long, Mr. Blade.

Where's Gemma?

We're not sure, William.

Was it Baxter? It looks that way. We're waiting for a contact.

Oh, my God.

Be careful, Jason.

They're setting you up.

They're using Gemma to do it.

I'll get her back.

We're going to be married, William, and you'll give the bride away.

As soon as I'm on my feet again.

You've been in tougher spots before.

Jason.

Bring her back to me.

Hey, guys.

Get away from the car.

Unit 1 receiving.

Sir, we have a message from Detective Sergeant Flinders on relay.

Message reads, Baxter located.

Gemma apparently unharmed.

Proceed now to Old Fremantle Power Station, Anchorage Road.

Detective Sergeant Flinders and Tactical Response Group will meet you there.

He says, what team ready?

They're on standby over at the beach.

What's the score?

The son of a bitch has really got his act together.

This place was closed down a couple of years ago.

All the doors and windows are welded up for security reasons.

Well, how'd you find him? He called me on the phone.

There's a line up for maintenance, I guess.

Okay, what's the deal?

You walk through the door at six o 'clock this evening or he chops off

fingers one at a time.

Well, what did you tell him?

Stalled. Told him you had a concussion from being slugged.

Officially, you're in hospital.

Why the hell can't we storm the place?

Forget it.

You don't know where he is or if Gemma's with him.

Trace his phone location.

There's eight extensions all over the building.

Okay.

Stall him past the deadline.

We'll hit the place after dark.

Look, all the turbines are shut down. The entire complex is silent, like an

chamber. You break in one end of the building, Baxter can hear you at the

end.

He's armed, Jason.

He told me he'd shoot Jimmy if he even thinks we're trying it on him.

That'll be the bone. Shut your mouth.

Blade. No, it's Detective Sides from Flinders.

Six o 'clock, Flinders, and I start carving her up. Listen, Baxter, I've

been in touch with the hospital and Blade's suffering a major concussion.

The man can't walk, for Christ's sake. That's your problem. Just get him here.

What the hell are you doing, you maniac?

I would have thought that was obvious.

I'll never let you out of here alive.

Yeah. I know.

Place to task force one.

Jason Blade.

Bradford and Collis have been located, sir, in a caravan park in Welshpool.

What's their status?

Under surveillance.

Good. Advise any change.

Blade out.

That psychologist.

Lucy Andrews. Yeah.

Get her here fast.

Hey, Colin.

Yes, ma 'am. Jason.

Oh, what can I do for you?

Stalled Baxter past his deadline.

Which is?

Six o 'clock tonight.

Prison psychiatrist report.

Paranoid schizophrenic. Long history of violence.

Deep sociopathic tendencies.

That is a nice guy.

You're being set up.

Question is, for what?

Don't push me.

There's no way I'm going to rot in jail.

I'll die first.

Now, here it is.

80 kilos, C -14 plastic explosive.

Nice, eh?

So if anybody tampers with it, the countdown starts.

Two minutes, and this whole place goes up.

And I can set it off any time I want.

With this.

You want to go now?

That way you can save your boyfriend's life.

Would you do that for him?

Mr. Baxter, good afternoon.

My name is Lucy Andrews. I work for the police department and... Yes,

that's right.

I'm a negotiator.

Look, how about we use first names? It might make things a little more

As you wish.

Mr. Baxter, we have something of a problem with your deadline.

You realize, of course, that Blade is still in hot...

Snatch Bradford and Collis out of that caravan park and start them talking.

Hold

a

minute.

Oh, excuse me, mate. Do you think I could borrow a cup of sugar?

Bradford's in there alone.

Don't know where Collis is.

Do we wait?

No. I need information fast.

Let's take the one we can.

Get in position and wait for the signal.

Don't think about it, Fred!

Bruh. Now get out. Real slow.

The plan's been picked.

Where's Blade?

The question.

Where is Blade?

Come on!

Don't be a fool!

I understand your position, Mr. Baxter.

You're under a lot of pressure.

And so is Miss Anderson. How is she, by the way?

Doesn't matter a stuff how she is. Well, I think it does matter.

If only for my own peace of mind, I need to know that she's all right.

Tell her to get Blade in here.

Hello?

Hello, Gemma?

Yes. This is Lucy Andrews. Are you all right?

I'm fine.

Is Jason okay? Baxter said he was hurt.

Can Baxter hear me?

No. Look, don't worry about Jason. He's going to be fine.

Don't send Jason up here. This maniac's got to fall.

Gemma? Gemma?

Gemma?

Well done, Toots.

That should make it interesting.

Don't give me any of that crap, Andrews. You're stalling and I know it.

Believe me, Baxter, I am not stalling, as I explained to you before.

Blade took a bad hit across... Oh, I've lost him.

So what now?

I'd better brief the bomb squad.

Flinders? Uh -huh?

How dead is he?

Just joking, love.

Tell Blade I'm on my way.

Collis is dead.

Sudden attack of Jason Blade.

Where can I reach you?

Central. Interrogation.

Tired enough?

Eh?

Bitch!

Baxter, you listen to me, and you listen very carefully.

Now, we cannot get Blade out of hospital and on site till eight in the morning.

If you accept that, we don't have a problem.

But I'm warning you.

If you hurt that girl, I shall have a SWAT team going through that building in

three minutes flat.

Now, you make a decision, Baxter, and you make it fast.

Now you're thinking.

Yeah.

Eight o 'clock in the morning.

Feet on the floor.

That gives us enough time to talk to you, Bradford.

You're bluffing.

Baxter said he'd never go beyond the deadline.

He just did, old son.

I don't want to call it a deal.

I want to talk to my lawyer.

Sure. Is that phone fixed yet?

Dad, it's a call.

What's the deal?

You tell me exactly what Baxter's doing in the power station, and you can walk

out of here.

Come on, Blade.

We're about to be shot at dawn.

It's okay. I'm authorized to make a deal.

I'm waiting.

I'll walk away.

Yes. Free? Yes.

Okay.

So talk.

What was that?

I don't really know very much.

Christ's sake.

I've done it to you!

Bradford, you've 30 seconds and the deal is off.

The guy contacted her down in Sydney.

We should have a hit on you and the girl.

Why does he want me in the building?

I don't know why.

Look, he asked me to buy a lot of weapons.

I know, weirdo weapons.

Martial arts, the swords, all those sick things.

Nunchuckers? Yeah, stuff like that.

Go on.

Well, then he asked us to contract some top boys.

Top, like how?

Top fighters, you know, Kung Fu friends.

That's all I know, I swear.

Where are the fighters now?

I don't know.

We contracted them while Baxter was still in prison.

A couple of them fed up the jailbreak.

Anything else?

That's it. Now, which way out?

Book him.

Martin, we had a deal.

I lied.

Should I leave the room?

You're real tough with little girls, aren't you?

No.

He fell down the stairs.

We've got marksmen on all sides.

Shove him, take him, or drop him.

It's even worse than we thought.

Seems that a large quantity of explosives was stolen from a Fremantle

last week.

We can't risk a night attack.

We're going to have to do it his way. There's enough PCB in those Transformers

to cause a major disaster.

Jason, you will enter the building at precisely 8 a .m.

Once you've got back to detention, Sergeant Andrews will take a task force

in the back way.

I still think I should go in alone.

That guy's a psycho, Jason.

A total nutter.

There's no way in hell he expects to walk out of there alive.

That's right. He fully intends to kill you both and poison half the city.

You see, Blade's got no chance.

He's gonna die.

But first I'll cripple him.

And then he can watch me entertain you for a while.

He should enjoy that.

Are you okay?

Oh, jeez.

Better be in top form tomorrow.

You heard.

Commissioner rang.

I can't be there tomorrow.

I can't help you.

Fight cold.

You let your emotions surface. You're in trouble.

I understand.

Go to the gym.

Work out all the tension.

The hate.

And get some sleep.

Rendezvous is announced. Stands at 0800.

Check. All units copy and cover.

Out. Charlie Delta, subsection. In position.

Tigger standing by.

Charlie Post, short section.

Is Victor 3 covered? Over. Victor 3 is covered.

Attention all units.

Panther moving into rendezvous.

Hello, Blade.

Nice of you to drop by.

Now I know you've got some help coming, but they won't do you any good.

Pretty soon they'll all be as dead as you, pal.

Now close the door.

for this plate.

Your girlfriend's at the other end of the complex.

If you find her, you can have her.

Guys!

Shit! He dead?

Where the hell did he come from?

Everyone keep a sharp lookout. Let's go. Move.

Your little Gemma.

She's been here all night with me.

You know what I mean?

She doesn't need much encouragement either. Just blow in her ear.

Maybe you won't want her if you ever see her again.

Enjoy the paper chase.

Steady, lad.

Steady.

Now you can see.

Mr. Anderson, you're supposed to be lying down.

Go away, woman. I am in the middle of a fight.

This is bloody excellence, Jason.

Excellence.

The Grand Master would be...

Wrong. Get out. Get out.

I beg your pardon?

Just hang it around. Quicker.

Hold it.

Put it down.

Don't jibber.

Bastard. Get outside.

Go on. Let's go.

You've been dreaming, Mr. Anderson.

This will help you rest.

Jason, you're on your own now.

You all right? I'm okay.

Good. Get her out of here. I'll catch up with you.

Oh, shite.

Well, I've finally decided about us living together.

And? I've decided not to.

Why?

I'd rather marry you instead.