All language subtitles for The Rage 1997

Oh, honey,

Don't touch me there,

Honey.

I see some squirrels up there.

You see what up there?

See some squirrels up there.

Let's get naked.

Okay.

Okay, here we go.

Get your game face on.

Let's go have fun
with these people.

-Hi
-My boyfriend,

He's all in the mood.

What do you think?

I Like my burgers
medium rare.

She get this way
sometimes.

Goodbye.

We have some squirrels.
inside this cage.

Hey, goodbye.

Agent McCord.

Yes sir.

Profile done?

Yes, I know these predators now.

Good.

Whenever you're ready

Sir.

I uh, I just wanted to thank you
for giving me

this opportunity to prove myself
in the field.

So who's he partnering you up with?

My poster boy
for the ISU.

Mm-hmm.

Oh my mind the
Mindhunter himself.

You certainly do your homework, Kelly.

Hey well,
knowledge is power.

You know him?

Oh yeah.

Longest duty tour in this
unit's history.

Trouble follows him.

So you better watch yourself.

I've heard the rumors.

Could you give him this name,
number?

Vital statistics.

You know, I like trouble.

I had a thing for him when
I was a young profiler.

Of course back then, Nick didn't know
I existed on the same planet.

Mind games.

They catch up with you.
You know?

So I've heard.

Your shift Travis.

Jesus.

Jesus, Travis, you need a tune up.

Yeah,

I'll call Jiffy Lube.

You know this surveillance
is nowhere.

It's a waste of manpower.

We really got to catch
‘em. You know?

Let go! Police!

Green, we got a
situation here.

You copy? Green let's go!

All right.

That's it.

Let's take him down.

Let's go.

Go.

Gotta make on a blue van.

All right.

Suspects in a blue van.

A blue Ford van.

Use extreme caution

Let's go get them boys

I want everybody to block off traffic
on highway 113.

Son of a bitch!

Be careful with those kids.

Nick get me closer.

Just shoot the tires.

Okay?

The tires.

The tires.

Just get me close enough.

The tires! Tire tires!

Get me a decent
shot asshole!

Jesus Christ.

Just drive the fucking car
will yah?!

Holy shit!

Fuck

Fuck me

Guy’s deader than shit Nick.

God. The fuck you think you are?
John Wayne?

Breen, we needed a suspect.

Oh shit.

I'll see at the corners, Glen.

Yeah.

Call the fire department.

Get him to put this shit out.

Goddammit

No prints.

The body's too badly burned.

No ID either.

Stolen van preliminary DNA gives us
a tentative match on his blood

and the semen found inside
our latest victims.

But this doesn't match your
witnesses in line.

No said perpetrators.

Male, female.

Acting like a snatch team for
the rest of the gang.

This guy was probably out there
doing his own thing.

No, it's a textbook escalation here.

It's gonna get a lot worse.

I'm a son of a bitch.

I guess that proactive plan
of yours paid off Nick.

Too bad it's a wash.

You know we needed a suspect.

Not a stiff, trigger
happy son of a bitch.

You're the son of a bitch who was
driving and blew the shot for me.

You're why we're here, Travis.

Not me.

Well you got the blame game
down pat Powell.

You go far in the bureau.

Just got it right.

Back behind the line please,
folks behind the line

Alright, back behind the line.
You see the tape over there sir?

Police line. Do not cross.
Come on.

Travis.

This is is special agent
Kelly McCord.

Hi

Jesus. You're a mess.

Got about 20 dress code
violations going there.

Yeah. Well, don't tell mom.

-Okay?
-Next time you'll be censured.

You know the drill.

You know what?

Love it.

Yeah, me too.

I hope taking orders from a woman
doesn't blow too many of your fuses.

Because from now on, agent McCord
is gonna be in charge of this task force

That's what the bureau wants.

She needs field experience.

This investigation needs some new blood

Yeah, I'm feeling a couple of pints low

She just flew in from Nebraska.

She came out there, did
an onsite profile.

Helped us nail that guy, Higgins.

You know the serial child killer.

She did it in three weeks.

Dick, Tracy and heels. Huh?

You bet.

Wrist radio and all.

Let me know if he gives you any static

Jesus Christ.

So you guys have quite a history,
huh?

Yeah. All of bit.

Alright, bag him.
Take him downtown.

Got everything.

Hey look, what do you say
you and I uh, write a new chapter.

You wanna drive boss?

Hey, I trust you.

Don't patronize me.

You're friendly.

I like that.

Hands are severed jaws destroyed.

So no fingerprints, no dental id.

The victim identification.

Not possible at this time.

The trademark item in the vagina.

Okay, but why cut hair?

It doesn't fit the pattern of the
other knife wounds.

It's not sexual.

You're the hot shot.

You tell me.

Nick

Those girls in there are
not your fault.

I read your file.

Your profile is dead on.

Your investigation has been flawed.

It doesn't mean shit to her.

Let's check out those
missing person reports.

They chopped off her
hands, McCord.

No fingerprints.

You'll never get an ID match.

Hey, humor me, okay?

I'm Dick Tracy in
heels remember?

Come on

Hi.

How you doing

Fill me in Rusty

Well DNA tests on
the semen found inside the victims.

Tell us this is a whole gang
of fucking degenerates.

Excuse my language, maybe
10 to 12 men and all.

Check this out.

Jim and Sarah Anderson and their
two daughters, Becky and Carla

a propane explosion destroyed their
RV somewhere near Bear Lake.

Human remains were found

But they couldn't ID him because
the pieces were too small.

But Becky has a Guns and Roses
tattoo on her left shoulder.

Okay, Bear Lake it is first
thing tomorrow morning.

Glen, you're gonna have to stay here
and redeploy that surveillance team of yours.

I'm sorry.

Oh, if that's okay with you boss.

All right, you got it Nick.

But Jesus H Christ those sons of bitches
faked my ass out on this one.

Goddamnit.

You did good.

Oh, I forgot to give this to you.

It's from Quantico compliments
of agent Sheila Connor.

She says she knew you.

Yeah, she's a nice girl.

So, um, Nick, I read your file.

You know it's a real page turner.
That's letters of sent

you in there to kill, oh,

I don't know, maybe two, three careers.

You know, all compliments of Taggart
all after Highland Gorge.

Okay, you can tell me what happened.

Why don't you tell me you read the file

Oh, come on Nick. The file
just backed up the media.

Heavily armed militia men barricaded in
a dairy farm, decided to go up against the FBI.

They fired first and got taken out.

And then of course they're all
the rumors of Quantico.

Rumors.

Yeah, rumors.

Rumor one, you blew it.

You were in charge of hostage
negotiations.

It was day five.

They should have been out of there
by then.

Rumor two, you blame Taggart
for your failings.

There even went so far
as to assault him.

Hence all the bad blood

Rumors are bullshit McCord, you know,
day five or day fifty.

Who gives a damn as long as they
come out alive?

But we're on the brink here.

So be cool.

Don't make any aggressive
moves. Understood?

I don't give a fuck.

Just get those FBI pigs off
my property now!

-Taggart. Back off.
-Negative.

-I need more time.
-Time's up.

Time is up when I
say it's up, goddammit.

This has not turned
tactical yet.

It's still up to hostile negotiation.

So back off

Shit.

Labby!

Labby!

Fire!

Fire!

No!

Taggart!

Son of a bitch!

You sons of bitches!

You killed my baby!

I mean Taggart
got reprimanded.

I got protected from the bureau.

Ain't that a kick?

So Taggart can't fire me now without
justifiable cause. And you know what?

That's why you're here.

He put his best and brightest on me and
searched for that ever-elusive justifiable cause.

So good luck

Nick.

Okay, alright.

What if I tell you that
I'm my own person?

Talk is cheap, especially coming
from the Bureau.

How about actions?

It means everything to you, huh?

The bureau.

Maybe.

Maybe it's the only reason I got
for getting up every fucking morning.

Maybe I'm just that fucking sad.

Or maybe I can't walk away
from the hunt

for the most twisted minds on
God's green earth.

Or maybe I've just seen too many
dead eyes in kids

that ain't never grown up.

But I'll tell you this, when Weaver's
wife got killed at Ruby Ridge

and all those kids went up in
flames in Waco

I nearly resigned right then
and there.

I was so goddamn
ashamed of the FBI

It was hard on all of us Nick.

FBI: Fidelity, Bravery, Integrity.

Those words used to mean something.

Something more than a goddamn
sound bite.

They still do, Nick, really.

Goodnight

Goodnight, Nick.

Well, McCord

Looks like Glen's Boys
didn't miss a trick.

Nice.

What?

Uh, Ralph Lauren,

Old Spice.

You got all gussied up for me.

Don't flatter yourself McCord.

Nick why did our hunters
come up here?

All the other victims came from
urban areas.

Hunters could have escalated
to the point

where they just don't give
a damn anymore.

You know, they wanna stay close
to the crime scene, close to home.

Jesus.

Holy shit, McCord.

The level of escalation all makes
sense now.

They're psyching themselves up

for something bigger, bigger
than this even.

It's gonna be a goddamn bloodbath

Hello?

You got a problem down number five.

Looks like we've got some Feds
snooping around.

Are you sure you saw him?

Well then get rid of him and
don't let me down.

Or I'll be taking care of business
on you and I mean it.

Alright.

I'll get Glen’s men out here
to comb these woods.

Oh, come on Nick.

Search that these mountains
we'll take weeks.

Weeks we don't have, we gotta nail them
now before they strike.

Yeah, how?

You got a crystal ball.

We get them to nail us.

Never work. We're not part
of a goddamn fantasy.

If we go after them in the media, strike

at the heart of their fantasy of who
they think that they are,

we will rock their world Nick.

And they will come after us with
a vengeance.

Get real, okay?

Taggart will never approve
a plan like that.

If this works we’re both heroes

we throw Taggart a little credit
and we are home free.

And if it doesn't work, Taggart's
got his justifiable

cause on a platter, no sale.

Come on, Nick. Any heat
is mine not yours.

It's my call.

You'd be so busy trying
to save your own ass.

You’d roll over on
me in a second.

We have some real trust issues
to work out here.

Well, you don't work those
out with words.

Talk is too damn cheap.

Who's the boss?

What the hell was that?

Shit!

Hang on!

Jesus!

Hang on!

He’s pushing me over!

Nick!

Nick watch out!

Fuck!

Nick!

Come here.

Damn truck didn't
have any plates.

It's gonna be hard
to trace Nick.

And as far as those bones go

I'll get some state police national
guard up

here first thing in the morning.

But hey, extreme escalation
means extreme threat.

I'm gonna put a couple of boys
in the parking lot

so y'all can get a
good night’s sleep.

Thanks Glen.
You do the same.

-Thanks a lot.
-Talk to you tomorrow.

Here you go.

Nick, maybe we can resolve
this trust thing

so I don't have to rule by
executive decree.

Like hell.

You look at me, you look me
right in the eye

and you tell me that
you can't trust me.

Then screw trust.

You just be my man Friday. Okay?

Now if choppers do a recon,
we gotta be clean.

No infiltrators, no firefights,
no glitches to judgment day.

Bobby Joe's rather lackluster
performance has crippled us.

This gentleman right here,
I want you to keep your eyes on him

-Baby!
-Now if anyone phones-

Hey, get your ass in here
we’re on fucking TV!

What?

We’re on fucking TV get in here.

You’re gonna miss it.

Go ahead and offload guys.

The point team for these murders are

uh, male, mid late forties.
- We’re on TV?

And the younger female, the male
is the main perpetrator.

His level of control over these
crime sites indicates

a previous police or military
background.

He's dysfunctional sexually
and is unable

to maintain consensual sexual
experiences with

Who is she?

So he translates these gross
inadequacies into sexual murders.

I'd say that he suffers from
chronic erectile

insufficiency except during
the act of murder.

Meaning that he's impotent, raping,
torture, murder are his only turn ons.

Without them, he simply can't
function as a man.

He's a perverse
degenerate deviant.

No.

He uses a van as his primary vehicle.

She needs to get laid.

Lets call her up for phone sex.

Phone sex?

-Hey man.
-I wanna know who she is.

You gotta let this FBI bitch slide

At ease, Bobby.

-We got way, way things to do than-
-At ease. At ease, Bobby Joel! At ease!

Discussion over, I lead

You follow. Or I'm gonna put my foot

so far up your ass you wanna
beat you in on it.

Do you want a taste of that?

Do you, would you like a taste?

No Sir.

Then you get your weekend warrior
ass back to the base

and hack into the defense net.

Double check the target list,
reconfirm

the arrival dates, and do a complete
and full weapons test.

All right, all, all I'm saying is that,
and it's gonna fuck up

our whole mission if you mess
with this bitch.

I don't believe you're saying
this to me.

The more words you use, the closer
to death you are.

And I can smell your blood.

I can smell it.

Do you hear me?

I can smell your blood.

It smells good.

Don’t you forget what
I'm telling you.

Okay.

How you doing out here?

Our killers abducted their
first victim from here.

So we just like two agents
on standard surveillance.

Nick buddy. Relax.

Don't pop a vein, man.

Yeah, well I don't know about you

but I feel like we're two wood ducks
sitting here waiting to get shot to pieces.

Aren't you even a little buzzed?

What?

I am.

I've been waiting for the
frontline all my life.

Why?

You an adrenaline junkie
or what?

Well, I don't know.

Nick, you're the mind hunter.

Why don't you tell me?

Hmm.

All right.

There are no sons in your family.

So you stood in for one with your dad.

You know when fishing played
catch was his pal.

That's why the bureau didn't intimidate

you cuz you've been in
a man’s world long

before you stepped into the FBI.

It's good.

Damn good.

Mm-hmm question is though

why law enforcement? For some,
it's a power trip.

That's not who you are. Now,

maybe it was a summer job you
had once

teaching kids, kids who were abused,
kids who were victims.

And from there it went out
to all victims.

And here you are on the ISU
for all the bullshit.

The purest pro victim unit
in the whole world.

Well, ballpark?

Sheriff’s department! Freeze!
You son of a bitch!

Rusty get that door.

Alright, hot shot

Get out nice and slow.

I blew a tire for Christ's sakes.

Oh baby, maybe there is hope
for you.

Response to danger.

You know, uh, if we really wanna
sell this thing

you know what we gotta do,
don't you?

Well, that's the start.

Just control yourself, will yah?

When was the last time you were
necking in a car?

Lover's lane.

Gotta bring back some old memories.

We're the cheese Nick.

Let's just pretend there were just two
normal unfucked up people.

And just go with the flow.

Look, I can't pretend, okay.

Jesus Christ.

Well I told you I'm not buying
any of the Valentine's

horseshit so you can just, can it.

-I know.
-Glen.

Yeah,

Let's wrap this up,

Huh?

Yeah,

They ain't biting on it

There's something biting, but it's
not the bad guys.

Now what?

Somethings wrong!

Come here!

Kelly!

Kelly!

Get in here.

Come on.

Come on

McCord!

He's gonna fuck you bitch, but he's
gonna make love to me.

So don't you be getting any ideas

That’s true love back there.

What makes you think you know
so much?

When you’re so ignorant

Get her baby

Come here

Get her! Get her!

You think you know it all
but you’re so fucking ignorant.

Fuck her yeah!

You got the breath of a zoo monkey!

So you think I’m impetent?
You think I'm sterile?

You think I can't get a hard on?

Get her, get her!

I’m gonna give you something that’s
going to thrill you to death!

Feel this baby.

Burn her baby! Burn that FBI bitch!

Feel that?

Love you.

I love you truly

Truly!

Oh fuck! You bitch!

Get her

Get

Damn it, damn it, damn it

Damn it! She’s gone!

Prints. I got his prints.

What?

I got his prints.

Is everybody all right here?

-Yeah. Glen, she’s got his prints.
-Yeah, I'm fine.

Kelly, you okay?

You need a trauma center, Kelly.

I’m, Okay.

He didn't rape me but um,

What?

He um, got a couple fingers inside
me and they were bloody

Christ

Kelly.

Is this your guy?

Yeah.

Well he's local.

His name's Art Dacy, Nick.

Your profile on him was spot on.

He's ex army.

All right.

And we got no current address
or employer,

but we cross-checked
our computers.

We got an address on his mommy.

Some trailer park.

Let's go

Glen.

Test that for HIV.

Hey, she's still breathing
cuz of you.

So cut yourself some damn slack.

Gary, take her down to
the lap.

Test for HIV

Be real careful with her

You were really there for me tonight.

-I was shit.
-You were great.

-You.
-You came so close.

So close to being another
bloody body.

I oughta quit this case tomorrow
so you can get some back up you

can goddamn count on.

I can count on you Nick.

You can't, but I can sure as
hell count on you.

You got no field experience
but you got more.

More guts than I ever had on
my best fucking day

Guts? Nick,

I was so scared that I pissed down
my legs.

Like all those poor little girls that
Dacy fucked to death.

That is his MO.

He's not gonna beat us, Nick.

Not me.

Not you.

Not ever.

No more victims.

Dacy’s going down for the
goddamn count.

Promise me Nick.

Promise me you'll help
me do that.

Promise.

Don't bullshit your partner Nick.

Hey, word of honor.

Okay?

Word of honor.

Mrs. Lucille Dacy?

We got probable cause
to search this vehicle.

Would you step out now please?

What in tarnations is
going on here Officer?

Cover right.

Kelly, you okay?

Move it out

What happened to your
goddamn kid?

Come on! Come on!
Run at us you brute!

Come on you,
rat belly tramp!

You want war?
I am war

We’re cocked and locked!
Hit the roadblock!

Everybody Okay? F B I.

Stay calm.

Got help on the way.

Jesus! Kelly!

God Nick, I killed them,
I killed them

Nick

They're a little banged up but
it's nothing too critical.

That ain't good.

The trailer was empty.

You hear what Glen said?

You're gonna be okay

Nick.

Nick go get them.

You gotta go get them

Glen.

Get them all to the hospital.

Okay?

Kelly too.

Oh, and then put an APB out on Dacy.

Oh and radio in some goddamn choppers

All you got it.

Alright Christine, this is Glen.

You read me.

Get these people a place to sit.

What you got going?

Come, come on young man.

Okay.

They got in your line of fire.

Alright?

Accidents happen.

They happen, Okay, they happen
Kelly, it's okay.

It's alright.

Oh I’m in deep shit.

Come on.

Come on honey, let's go.

Well

We had him on the interstate.

I don't know how he did it,
but he got away in the mountains.

God damn it

We lost him man.

Even with the chopper
Dacy just vanished.

The guy's a damn ghost

Pentagon just emailed this Chief.
Dacy's army file.

All right, thanks Gary.

Jesus.

I wonder the son of the bitch
knows how to fight.

He was air calf. Mustang up from

A list of ranks.

Look this three battlefield promotions.
Last one to Captain. Goddamn.

Purple heart, bronze star, you name it.

He's got it.

-Must be my lucky day.
-He in there?

-Uh oh. What the hell now?
-Hold on Glen.

Why don't you sit tight?

This is my party.

-Kelly. What's she doing out of bed?
-Doc says she's well enough to travel.

What's going on here?

You know Nick, it's bureau bullshit.

That's enough.

He's suspending me Nick.

And filing termination charges.

Where are you taking her?

Washington.

But why Washington?

Cuz that woman, she almost wasted

is charging a bureau with
reckless endangerment.

We're going to justice to face a law.

Hey, fuck the suit.

This is bullshit Taggart, I was there.

She's the best agent on this case.

Stop manhandling her.

God Dammit.

What’s you problem.

We need her instincts to nail Dacy.

God damnit.

Now look, we stand back or
we're gonna charge

you with obstruction of justice.

Oh, there's obstruction of justice.

All right pal.

And it's you.

Just a minute.

Let's you and I talk.

I'm coming after you next.

Listen, as far as I'm concerned,
our feud is over.

I'm gonna rescind my last evaluation
of you

and I'm gonna recommend
an Ingrade promotion.

Is that fair enough?

You're gonna what?

You heard me?

But you're gonna do me a little favor.

You're gonna get me out of this jam.

You're gonna take over this case and
you're gonna make us look good.

Damn good.

Deal?

What about McCord?

No,

The bureau wants her buried.

She made a mistake.

She broke the case wide open.

No excuse.

That's the whole fucking point.

Are you listening to me?

Let me make myself clear.

Forget congressional committees.

You and McCord have given me
plenty of justifiable cause.

I can and I will fire you
right on the spot.

You know you made me

Eat a lot of shit in my day.

Well just close your eyes and swallow.

You're nothing without the bureau.

You never were.

So just heal.

Not today.

You

Spent your whole life in the bureau
and you got no concept of justice.

You, sorry son of a bitch.

Now she's the best partner I ever had.

And I'm gonna get her some
goddamn justice

so you can fuck yourself on the spot.

My my. She really got your cock
hard didn't she?

Your ass is fired Mr.

No, my ass finally quits.

And don't get up.

You'll be facing 10 years for assaulting
a federal officer.

Okay,

I'll take 10 for starters.

Why don't we just round it off to life?

You're a dead man.

You're lucky I don't work for
the post office

because they shoot their supervisors.

Yo,

It's Jason.

Where's Taggart?

He had to take a leak and I didn't
feel like hanging around

and shake his dick.

That's your job, right?

Screw you Travis.

John.

John, where are you?

What's going on here Nick?

Time for little r and r Glen.

Oh hell.

What am I gonna be in accomplice
to now?

- Glen. The point of law is-
- Justice.

- Remember that
- You're scaring me.

Where you going?

- You don't want to know
- Shit.

All right, get the hell out there.

Take this with you

It's Stacey's military record
and you call me.

I will.

Alright.

They must have got my
prints in blood.

Now the Feds have got my name
and my record.

So they got the Salt Lake VA too.
And when they put

all this information in together,

they're gonna come swarming into
these mountains like Locust on mormons.

Yeah, I told you.

Didn't I tell you?

I told you.

Don't mess with that FBI bitch.

No.

- That's what's bringing us down
- to a man with vision.

The solution is clear.

We accelerate the movement.

Now where's your target
list Lieutenant?

So where are we going?

Building 214.

Salt Lake VA Dacy
got disability checks

Delivered there for a couple of years.
It’s in his file.

Art Dacy and all of the men in this
unit were part of an inpatient program

We ran here

How many?

13.

But the funding was slash the
program was terminated.

Everyone left the files were sealed
and removed

By who?

Come on Doc. Today!

A government agency.

I don't know which one.

Asked the center director.

He issued the order.

I complied.

Now if you'll excuse me,
I have Rounds.

No you're not excused.

You've been hiding your head
in the sand Doc.

All these bodies turn up roadside.

That's the handiwork of your
former patient's pal.

They're all psychosexual maniacs

with a body cam near 60.

Anymore show up. It's gonna
be on your fucking head.

Oh Jesus Christ.

Okay, one of the men, he came back
about a year ago, he's an inpatient

now he's on anti-psychotics
for violent paranoia.

Art Dacy, Ace military
strategist

We were part of the Phoenix program.

Do I have to educate you guys
on what that was?

Phoenix ran assassination
squads in Nam, funded by the CIA.

There's this Viet Cong horse.

See now she hit his little rubber cup
she stuck up her uh

Uh, you know mm-hmm Things.

And uh, damn cup

Was full of razor blades.

When Dacy, screwed her.

He just slit his own thing.
Just fucking ribbons.

Hell he went nuts.

How did he go nuts Lucas?

He just declared war on
all Jinx. Women especially.

Viet Cong...

Get down

FBI move

Lucas?

Lucas. Where are they?

Where are they?

FBI everyone down

Lucas

Lucas, where are they?

Look, look.

You wanna start over?

Start over right now.

Where are they?

Cougar Canyon.

Nick?

Yeah.

Cougar Canyon.

Okay.

Wow.

I got a message for the
rest of you Feds.

Uncle Sam awarded us all a chest
full of medals

for what we did in Vietnam.

Because a dink was a dink and body count
was number one priority.

We were stars flying death stars,
all of us here.

But one reporter breaks a story
about some poor

South Vietnamese prostitute
I disemboweled after

she mutilated my manhood.

And suddenly the CIA
don't respect us anymore.

And now we're outcast,
we're rejected, we're renegades.

But guess what?

These thrill seeking junkies are
back these fine death stars.

Were about to go.

Super cosmic Nova

Think of that.

Kelly.

We just got the blood test
back on Dacy.

Was negative.

You're okay he’s clean.

Thanks.

I got y'all new car too.

Taggarts was all over the hot sheets.

Thanks.

I'll take point.

You cover me.

No Nick, shoulder to shoulder.

Second Squad, take point.
Let's dance!

Clear!

It's all clear up here.

We're secure.

Oh Nick, check this out.

Glen?

Press play Kelly.

I got a message for the rest
of you Feds.

And it's this, you're dying inside.

You're dragging this country down
with your killing machine.

Pitbulls working for the man
and the man.

He stinks.

We spent three years in the military
stockade then get two years of drugs.

Electroshock therapy cycle babble,
ramed down our throats.

That useless VA before the CIA
cuts funding.

(Laughs) Miracle cured.

Mr. Destiny's gonna send
you to hell.

This Mr. Destiny's calling.

So why don't we have a balls
out race?

-The Canadian border,
-Joe!

Get lost in the deep.
-Play that back.

We'll be home free and hunting-

Turn up the volume.

So why don't we have a balls
out race, uh

Canadian border and get lost
in the deep woods?

Sirens, they heard us.

They can't be far.

And Agent McCord, it's time for you
to stop being a nutless wonder.

And start reclaiming
your so-called manhood

So why don't you come

-There's a tone activated detonator.
--and finish the ride?

Everybody out!

Let's get the hell out of here!

You heard the man.

Go! Go! Go!

Get down!

Go.

Go.

So why don't you come up
and finish the ride

With me.

That's it.

Jesus.

Shoulder to shoulder McCord

-Are you two okay?
-Yeah.

There's only one way
out here, Lynn.

You take the main road, we'll take
the access road and cut him off.

Saddle up and get outta here!

Nick there he is!

There goes that girl that got away.

Bobby, Joe. Do a 180.

Will you forget that FBI bitch man.
We got a mission to do.

Turn around right now!

Where you going?

He wants me and I want him.

Jesus Christ.

I'm gonna rid of that
FBI bitch.

Jesus Christ!

Bitch.

Jump!

Taggart, Dacy and his men
went up that road.

You've got nothing to
say about this.

Arrest the two of them.
I want them in cuffs.

Christ sake, land two
suburbans up that way.

Let's get 'em together.

You can arrest us later.

Well you think he's for real?

Absolutely.

Is Dacy on his way?

You bet your ass.

-And I suggest you join us.
-Alright.

-You are lip deep in shit, Travis.
-Feels like home sweet home to me.

Hell of a last supper.

What do you think will happen to us?

Your Career’s just getting started.

Mine just got tanked.

So you lay it all at my door
and you'll be okay.

You mean rollover on you?

Fuck you .

You know you curse real good now.

It kind of makes me proud.

Thanks.

Look,

They're gonna hang me out to
dry no matter what.

But you're needed right
on the front line

in the war against those monsters.

I want you to live long prosper.

You know?

And when you think of me, think of me
standing tall no matter what

because you helped me find some
goddamn integrity

and a man just ain’t
worth shit without that.

And I owe ya.

And I'll miss you.

Well, we lost.

All right, you
two on your feet.

McCord let's go.

Why don't you to call the
Canadian police?

We'll set up joint task force.

We'll get Dacy at the border.

Yes sir.

He's faking you.

Jesus Christ.
Can't you see that?

Hey, you're
out of this.

You keep quiet or I'll gag you,

Nick. Whatever your bail Is,
we'll post it. Kelly's too.

Dacy's not going to Canada
or anywhere else.

He's gonna attack. Glen.

Get a list of every member
of this squad.

Access their phone Records.
It's up to you, pal.

Cause this fuck couldn't catch a cold.

All right, let's come in here.

You're wrong about this Taggart.

And it's gonna get a lot of
people killed.

Really?

I know what I'm doing.

I mean look at you two.

The love birds.

Cut the shit.

Let's make a deal.

No position to make anything Travis.

Except maybe license plates.

Look, these charges are as bogus
as you are, pal.

And if they ever get past committee

and go to court, who knows
what'll happen.

But you cut McCord loose here
and now and I'll plead guilty.

Okay.

To whatever slam dunk you're
wet dream, right?

I didn't have a choice.

I was on medication.

You know, it's still a blur.

Travis made me go,
it's not my fault.

Please, please, sir.

My whole life is at stake here.

That's the way it
went down Taggart, okay.

That's a little walk.

You know that the bureau

Hey,

She's the best.

Okay?

The bureau needs her
to counterbalance those

Dead weight pieces of shit like us.

They need her

Guilty plea, huh?

I'd want that in writing.

Well I’ll give it to
you in writing.

Soon as you dismiss her charges.

Your head on my platter.

Wouldn't that be justice?

Deal

Sir

Thank you.

Thank you, thank you.

Please.

There's no going back now.

I'll see to that

First things first

And you're not even on the list.

That was a good time,
huh?

Keys.

Take it easy.

Don't shoot.

Okay, I'll pull over at the
next gas station.

I'm just standing up for justice here.

Just like you okay.

I'm with you, girl.

My guy got us the straight scoop.

A list of Dacy’s squad members
every goddamn one of 'em.

Oh, you are kidding me.

I got their phone records,
including Dacy’s

Dacy's, a strategist, a student
of military history throughout the ages

the penalty for treason.

His death in his eyes.

Uncle Sam committed
treason against him.

So we need another list.

A list of Dacy's, potential targets,

Right?

Of whoever he holds responsible
for this treason.

-Right?
-Right.

I mean, we need appearances,
meetings, whatever.

Uh, former generals, joint chiefs,
cabinet members, politicians.

Right?

Well, whatever it is, it's gotta be big
so that his story goes

Forever.

Yeah.

Big and soon.

Yes.

Taggar didn't cancel 'em.

Cancel what?

Our codes we're now surfing
through the National Security Agency.

Here's our schedule list.

We've got about 10 possibilities
within the next month.

Cross reference those contact numbers,
what they see in his men,

-whatever phone numbers that they
have. -Right.

Somebody up there at his camp has
gotta be planning this big finale.

Glad you two aren't on my ass.

Oh yes.

One of Dacy’s men, Bobby Jo Carter,
logged six calls over

the past year to one of the places
on our list.

The Bountiful Society.

Bountiful Society?

Now what the hell is that?

And where is it at?

Well, it says, here's that.

The Bountiful Society is located just
over the state line near Hemmings.

The society offers a retreat each year
for the leaders of the 21st century.

You got a membership list?

Yep.

Holy Shit

Secretary, defense chairman of
the joint Chief Speaker of the house

head of the VA.

Phone number.

And when?

Three days ago last about seven more.

Oh, now that club will have, uh,
in-house security and what?

A couple of bodyguards.

Maybe some secret service.

Nothing.

It's gonna be a goddamn
cluster fuck.

Oh, Nick, our call just got canceled.

We're locked out.

Um, okay, Glen, call
the Bountiful Society

Phone lines are temporary
down

These lines are dead folks,
this is not good.

This is not good,

Glen. I got a really lousy feeling.

That pit of my stomach.

I think it's going down now and there's
only one cavalry here.

And it's us.

It's outta my jurisdiction.

Fuck the jurisdiction.

Hey, just because you two threw
your badges away

doesn't mean I got to, okay.

Oh,

Glen.

Glen, buddy, come on.

You don't have to throw
at your badge.

I mean, we are all just citizens
here.

Just, you know, doing our duty.

Citizens arrest angle.

Huh?

That a fucking lip.

All those dead girls.

We couldn't save even
one of 'em.

I guess it's the least
we could do for 'em.

All right.

Fuck it.

Me and my boys are taking the day off

and today we are just concerned
citizens.

Come on

Guys.

Hi

Nick.

What are you doing here?

Nick,

Unlock the cuffs.

Gimme the key.

Now

You're his victim.

He's under your skin.

You lose it again and bam,
you're dead.

And we're both screwed.

I'm not gonna,
I'm not gonna lose it.

Nick, you're so mushy
at it about me.

You can't even think straight.

Don't flatter yourself.

Okay?

You're way too emotional
about this guy.

Nick.

You're way too emotional
about me.

I mean, look at this.

Will you get it through your
thick skull?

You're a good partner.

Okay?

The best.

But that's it.

That's as far as it goes ever.

I'm not cut out for romance,
so stop living in fantasy land.

I toss your number just like Shela’s.

Nick, you are so full of shit
it’s unbelievable.

You're trying to save my ass.

You don't think we're gonna
make it back.

Look at me,
godammit.

You gave me
your word.

You said that we were gonna go
after Dacy shoulder to shoulder.

What about your promise, Nick?

Out the window, I guess

Nick.

Damn it!

Hey Nick, let's go bud.

Be right there, Glen.

Yo, FBI.

I got a suspect cuffed in lady's room.

Okay, now keep the door locked,
but don't let her out.

Don't worry about a thing.

How often somebody get a chance
to really do something?

This is my opportunity
to make a damn difference.

I remember growing up preachers
say tell the truth.

Truth shall set you free.

There gonna be some people know
truth and we don't.

Come on.

You're what you do.

That’s what I am, that’s what
I do, what I do.

Bobby Joe are you with us?

I will follow you to the end
of the earth.

My leader, my mentor.

My God ain't it
gonna be beautiful.

Well spoken.

Hello?

Hello.

Get come here.

Come here.

Are you okay?

Can you read?

Yeah.

F.B.I.

You know what that means?

-What?
-It means, you do what I say.

You get me a gun, a working car
and something

to get these fucking cuffs off.

Now! Move!

The brakes are shot and
the gas gauge is broken.

Got about a half a case left.

Pay no attention to the red light.

That's just the overheating,
that's just the way it runs.

You'll be back now.

Hang on

On behalf of the Bountiful Society.

I would like to welcome you all to
this year's theme event.

The night of reconciliation, the night
in which we hope

to lay the ghosts of Vietnam
to a final and peaceful rest.

Esteemed guests, our
former Secretary of State

and our former Commanding general
and of course

his North Vietnamese counterpart.

Now our first speaker, our former
Secretary of Defense.

Bob

Thank you.

Let's start with a symbol,
a handshake

between two old and great
adversaries, generals.

May I have your
attention, please.

I'm talking to you.

You two armchair,
son of a bitches

have never let anyone anywhere
on any field of battle.

You're just shaking hands.

And suddenly all that betrayal
you put on all

the soldiers in Vietnam is supposed
to be over?

I don't think so.

You've got so much to learn.

And let this be your first lesson.

Ha!

You did it!

Go get ‘em!

It’s Judgement day

When the Moon turns into flames!

Jesus, God damn!

We're a out maned. We're outgunned,
we’re outflanked, we are fucked!

Glen.

Well, hello honey.

Hello.

We got some unfinished
business, come here

Jesus, Son of a Bitch

Moving.

Keep moving.

You going on a boat, right?

Help me unload her

Looking back, at rickity bones.
Lets fire it up.

That's a good spirit to go out on.

Hey Travis, go back to
FBI school.

You're not gonna catch us.

Bye bye! See you!
See yah!

I want you to know I have no
problem respecting

my enemy and I know
you don't either.

It's there in your eyes right now.

Respect, tragedy, fear, loss.

They all come from the
same place.

I like you.

I really do.

And I promise I'll make your
death slow and sweet.

Come here.

Come me.

I want to tell you something.

You can cut me, you can fuck me.

You can even kill me.

I don't even fucking care

Because

You can never ever defeat me.

You sorry, sorry
ass motherfucker.

That's the spirit.

You're gonna go out with a good spirit
and I'm proud of you.

Kelly!

Yeah! Yeah good!

Yeah! Wahoo!

Yeah.

Reload your weapon when he
swirves around blindside him

Okay

Having fun?

Kelly!

Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

Yes!

Alright, again!
And leave the boat!

Good!

-Yeah! Yeah!
-Woo! I got him!

Come here!
Come here!

You’re a little over your head
FBI boy

You okay?

Yeah, you?

Yeah. It's over.

Yeah.

You're bleeding

That's alright.

Let's get out of here.

Hey.

-Shit!
-It’s not over yet!

You’re in over your head
FBI boy!

I’m on fire now!

Jump!

I want you and
all your kind!

All you Feds are gonna
burn with me!

Die Motherfucker!

Yeah yeah yeah yeah!

You’re going to hell!

And I’m gonna lead the way!
Come on Motherfucker!

Kelly.

Thanks for the smoke signals.

So Taggart

Wouldn't be a party without you.

Oh, I think the party is over.

Just started.

Dacy's flamed out. His girlfriend
deactivated.

You got some pretty big honchos
on your side now, don't you?

With this kind of support, you'll be
more untouchable than ever.

Won’t you?

Look, you want us to throw you a bone,
drop you some credit.

That's fine.

You drop all charges against us.

Slip us some accommodations.

No.

What do you want?

Oh shit

You out of the bureau.
On the street.

Dead

You know the night the boy,
the dog got shot.

That was the night a ceiling
went on my career

Jesus Christ

And that was your fault.

You were the negotiator and
because of that fiasco

I lost a chance at the directorship.

No one die there that night. Tiger. Nobody.

You were in command.

The buck stops with you.

Oh no.

My conscious was clear

I'm sorry.

You have to be involved
with this McCord

She's got nothing.

Oh yes she does.

She helped her with it.

What about that thingy you
wore all your life called a badge?

What you're telling me, I don't
have a sense of justice.

Is that it?

Nick.

You can't.

Fidelity, bravery, integrity,
those are more than just words.

You get to see something
that you loved.

Destroy right in front of your face.

No.

Pretty good shot, huh?

Never did like that
sneaky son of a bitch.

Glen?

Kelly?

I owe you man, more than
I can ever repay.

Oh, let’s not get all
mushed up over it, alright Nick?

Come on down here boys.

Bag up this trash.

We ain't litter bugs.

Wake up the coroner too.

We got a customer for him.

You know, it's gonna take some
time for us to work things out

Where there's a will,
there's a way, right?

- Yeah,
- Baby.

You know what date it is today?

It's Tuesday.

It's Valentine's Day.

No, Valentine's Day is in February.

Not for us.